Zhou Huaiyu was the first to rush out of the mountain temple, and found that his reaction was too fast, so he hurriedly stood still, looked left and right, and shouted: "Dragon King, come out, let's compete again." ”

All the people in the temple ran out, and many of them had already inhaled the poisonous gas, staggered around, and even bent over and retched, and the faces of those who were in better condition changed.

"How would the Dragon King and the Ten Directions Sect know that we were gathering here?" someone asked.

"Did you come with the carriage?"

Several car guards retorted in unison, "Impossible, we searched carefully, and there was no one inside or outside the car, on and off the car." ”

The guide who was waiting at the bottom of the mountain also testified, "There is no tracker, and we can see clearly today when the moon is full." ”

Deng Chun inhaled a mouthful of poisonous gas, felt an itch in his throat, and interjected in a hurry: "What are you talking about? Whoever has an antidote, take it out first to save your life." ”

Only then did everyone react, each faction had one or two antidotes, or tonic pills, and they took them out, ate one for themselves, and then gave each other away, Songshan, Taishan, Shaolin and other sects have had many battles with the Ten Directions Sect, so the antidote taken out by the three factions is the most popular.

The legs and feet stopped shaking, and the mouth stopped vomiting, and the people's worries gradually disappeared, and their anger rose sharply, and they formed groups of three or five, looking for the enemy's traces.

Zhou Huaiyu looked at the green lights in the temple, and felt palpitations, thinking that it was fortunate that his own people had not yet become recognized leaders, otherwise, the responsibility for the enemy's plan to attack the east and west would fall on his head, seeing that other people also lacked experience in the rivers and lakes like himself, he was a little vague, and said to a few people around him: "The enemy is prepared, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, it is better to retreat temporarily, since the Dragon King has colluded with the Ten Directions Sect, the elders of the various factions and the government can no longer stay out of the matter, it is better for them to take the lead." ”

A few people thought so, dispersed, and persuaded everyone to go down the mountain.

The Dragon Slayer Society reunited, and some people objected to going down the mountain, clamoring to find the Ten Directions Sect to fight, but they couldn't get support, and their voices went down.

Zhou Huaiyu counted the number of people, forty-five people were there, there was only one trouble, the four corpses of the Yuqing faction were still parked in the temple, it was not in line with the morality of the rivers and lakes to be left like this, Zuo Mang also refused to do so, he was the first to warn, and everyone owed him a favor.

Several ** who had a good relationship with the Yuqing faction volunteered to help, and under the leadership of Zuo Mang, covered their noses and mouths with strips of cloth, held their breath, rushed into the mountain temple, quickly carried out the corpse, and reloaded it into the car.

Deng Chun was also one of the helpers, put down the corpse, looked at the green light in the temple, was very angry, and threw two copper coins casually, which were in the middle of the oil lamp in the temple.

The green light went out, everyone applauded, and after a while, the normal flames burned, and they saw that they were about to sweep the entire mountain temple, and everyone was busy escorting the carriage down the mountain, and they all felt a little bad in their hearts: the party was anticlimactic, and before even deciding on a new name, it was forced down the mountain by the enemy.

Therefore, when they saw a strange man sitting under an old tree on the side of the road, no one was afraid, but became excited.

The strange man sat cross-legged on a large sloping bluestone, about forty years old, with a white complexion, a beard hanging down his chest, and a rather elegant appearance, but he not only appeared on the uninhabited mountain in the middle of the night, but also held a book in his hand, and was reading it with relish.

Even if there is little experience in the rivers and lakes, the ** factions also know that this person is strange.

Someone guessed the origin of the strange man and whispered to Zhou Huaiyu, Zhou Huaiyu took two steps forward, "Who is my Dao who has this Yaxing moon to study, it turns out that it is the Ten Directions Sect Fruit Bodhisattva Nangong Bad." ”

The leaders of the Ten Directions Sect and below all took new names after joining the Church, among which eight Bodhisattvas in different positions had multiple surnames and a less auspicious single word.

Nangong Bad stretched out his right index finger, signaled everyone to silence, and only after reading a page did he put down the scroll, raised his head and said, "Well, forty-five heads, one is not less, very good." ”

Known as the "head", forty-five people are gone, everyone wants to grab this credit, and take a step forward in unison, or Deng Chun is faster, jumped up, this time pulled out his long sword, and shouted: "Demon, take your life!"

Nangong Bad had already prepared, his limbs did not move, and he flew flat towards the woods behind him, as if there was a rope connected behind him, and at the same time, the scroll in his hand was blocked in front of him, and he took Gu Chun's sword.

The scroll shattered when it met the sword, spewing out a puff of pale pink smoke, engulfing Deng Chun in an instant.

Deng ** also had three points of vigilance, hurriedly changed his moves, the long sword was a little on the stone, jumped out with his strength, and fell back in front of everyone, his face was pale, and then he saw that Nangong was bad, and he had entered the woods and disappeared.

Zhou Huaiyu secretly complained that Deng Chun was reckless, but he said: "Senior Brother Deng is okay, right? The Ten Directions Sect is good at using poison, so be careful when you see them again." The demon wants to lead us into the woods, so don't be fooled. ”

Everyone agreed, and just as they were about to continue descending the mountain, one of them noticed the abnormality, "Senior Brother Deng, your clothes ......"

Deng Chun looked down, his left sleeve turned pale pink, the same color as the smoke that came out of Nangong's bad scroll, he reached out to sweep it, only to see a flash of cold light, and a long sword passed through his sleeve, cutting off the colored cloth.

"Zhou Huaiyu ......" Deng Chun shouted angrily, and the person next to him persuaded: "Senior Brother Deng is angry, Senior Brother Zhou has a good intention, there must be poison in the smoke, don't touch it." ”

Deng Chun swallowed his anger and had to thank Zhou Huaiyu for saving his life, but everyone admired the swordsmanship of the Kongtong faction, thinking that if he competed with swords during the day, Zhou Huaiyu might not lose to the Dragon King.

The people were ready to set off for the second time, but the horse pulling the cart refused to go, no matter how the whip was whipped, but only moved its four hooves, and refused to take a step forward, and the charioteer was impatient, and whipped it hard, and the horse fell down, and was foaming at the mouth, and died.

The carriage overturned, and Zuo Mang, the Yuqing faction, hurriedly ran over, moved the four corpses out of the car, and found a clean place to put them down, regretting it in his heart, knowing that this was the case, he should not have alarmed the body, and sent it directly to the Yuqing faction's foothold outside the city.

Everyone surrounded the corpse and scolded the Dragon King and the Shifang Sect, and then someone came up with an idea, dismantled the carriage, divided four planks, and carried the corpse down the mountain.

As soon as he turned a corner, another strange man appeared on the road ahead, wearing a short brown cloth coat and holding a fishing rod in his hand, "fishing" on the empty road.

This time, no one took the lead, and immediately dispersed and surrounded on three sides.

Zhou Huaiyu got the guidance of the people around him again, and stepped forward and said: "The meritorious Bodhisattva Emperor Fu is injured, and the Ten Directions Sect has traveled thousands of miles to the capital, is it to compete who can run faster? No one dares to stay and compete." ”

Huangfu injured the slender fishing rod three people high, and held a palm-sized stainless steel fishing hook in his hand, "Junior Hugh said big things, your way down the mountain is over." ”

Zuo Mang was anxious to repay the favor of everyone for carrying the body, handed over the wooden plank to the other faction, and said loudly: "Senior Brother Zhou, let me clean up this demon and open the way for everyone." After that, he pulled out a single knife and said to the emperor: "Your Excellency has made wild words, so you will ......" Before the words were finished, a sweet throat was in his throat, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Huangfu laughed sadly, "You wait for the afterborn boy who has not dried up, how dare you build a dragon slaying club, and you don't care about a few catties and taels of yourself, in this life and this life, you don't want to go down the mountain alive." ”

Just as he spoke, several people who carried the corpse vomited blood one after another, and let go one after another, the corpse rolled down to the side of the road, Zuo Mang looked distressed, and he had to take care of himself first, hurriedly swallowed the antidote to the sect, and took the pill from the Songshan faction ** and swallowed it.

Huangfu waved the fishing rod injured, the steel hook flew up, and landed a few zhang away, with a loud bang, the road exploded into a cloud of smoke, blocking the road down the mountain, Zhou Huaiyu and the others retreated, and no one could care about the corpses on the side of the road.

Previously, several people outflanked Huangfu's wounds, and at this time, they shouted on the other side of the smoke and attacked the enemy together.

The shouting stopped, the smoke gradually dissipated, and under the bright moonlight, the emperor was still standing in place, but six or seven ** of various factions fell.

"Haha, boys, you know that my Ten Directions Sect is powerful, kneel down and kowtow, and from now on be loyal to the Ci Sect Master, or I can spare your life. ”

Zhou Huaiyu said to his own people: "The demon is poisonous, you don't have to tell him the rules, everyone has any killing tricks, just say hello." ”

Someone immediately took out the hidden weapon, and before he made a move, he saw a ** who had just fallen suddenly stood up, looked around blankly, his eyes were in a daze, and he didn't pick up the weapons on the ground, and he ran towards the people of the Dragon Slayer Club headlessly, with clumsy steps and no rules.

This person's senior brother was just about to step forward to greet him, and Zhou Huaiyu remembered something, "Be careful, **Bodhisattva Dan." ”

**Bodhisattva Dan is one of the symbols of the Ten Directions Sect, and everyone in the rivers and lakes knows it, so they avoided it one after another, only his senior brother couldn't bear it and stopped on the road, "Senior brother, it's me." ”

This person couldn't tell the enemy from me, and swung his fist at the senior brother, but the senior brother had no choice but to return the move, hoping to save the junior brother's life by hitting the acupoint.

There was another bang, this person exploded, flesh and blood flew everywhere, no matter how fast the person reacted, there were a few drops on his body, and his senior brother was even splashed all over his face, and the whole person was stunned with fright.

"It's not good, it's toxic. With this reminder, the senior brother suddenly screamed, and countless blood blisters bulged out on his face and hands, which was extremely terrifying.

Everyone panicked, hurriedly took off their bloodstained coats, and stuffed any medicine into their mouths and put it on their hands.

In the panic, no one noticed that there were a few more strange people around, a total of six people injured by Huangfu, guarding different directions.

"The White Buddha was born, and the yellow evil should be avoided. The six of them recited eight words in unison, and then each made their own moves, only to see that the mountain road was full of smoke, enveloping the various factions.

Before the smoke cleared, Nangong Bad, who was standing on the treetops, said: "The famous family is just like this, it is easier to deal with than the official army." ”

Huangfu put away the fish hook with injury, "It's not, the sect leader is clever, this time he will go deep into the tiger's den, and he will be a great success." ”

The six boasted to themselves, the smoke quietly dispersed, and the mountain road was full of people, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"Forty-five, no less than one. Nangong counted badly, frowned and said, "Why didn't the Law Enforcement Bodhisattva come by?"

He was careless and hit a slap, and then he didn't know where to hide to heal his wounds. ”

"You don't have to wait for him, let's respectfully ask the Lord Dharma Body. ”

The six of them let out a strange groan in unison, the sound was not loud, but it spread far away, and the Huangfu injury suddenly stopped, "Wait, there is one less corpse." ”

"What corpse?"

"Of the four corpses of the Yuqing faction, there are only three left. ”

With a whew, a head flew out of the woods, replenishing the number of corpses. (To be continued.) )