Chapter 330: A Master of the World

At this point, there is no need for the innkeeper to make up such a big lie to deceive Niu Hao.

However, what kind of master can have such magical powers?

Since this master has such great ability, why didn't he come forward, but let a group of township militia charge into battle.

These people, facing Niu Hao and facing Jiudu, have no ability to parry at all!

牛昊 says:

"Where is that master of yours?"

The innkeeper bowed his head.

Niu Hao grabbed the innkeeper and shouted:

"Where is he?"

The innkeeper looked at Niu Hao and said:

"You come with me. ”

Stand up and walk out.

Niu Hao was furious.

During the battle, he was injured six or nine times, and Zhengyan was even more uncertain. If it weren't for the big guys and gourds rushing to relieve the siege, the battle might not be over yet.

The reason, of course, was that the militia in Beitou Town blocked Niu Hao.

And the mastermind of the whole thing is actually this hidden master of the world.

So Niu Hao really wanted to meet this master, pull him from behind the scenes to the front of the stage, and see what kind of guy he is.

But in fact, Niu Hao was not sure that he could see him.

Aren't all the masters of the world the kind of people who run around and never stay in one place for a long time?

If the world's masters were really in Beitou Town, why didn't they go out to stop Niu Hao in person, but they had to watch the militia in Beitou Town defeat Niu Hao and flee.

If the worldly masters really care about Beiming Cold Iron and don't want outsiders to take it away.

The innkeeper stood up and walked out, Niu Hao beckoned the big man to stay here and take care of Jiudu, and take care of Zhengguan Zhengyan in the room.

Liudu and Xiaoqi followed behind Niu Hao, as well as the gourd.

In Beitou Town, which is shrouded in night, the streets are pitch black, and the houses facing the street are also pitch black, and you can't even hear a dog barking.

Niu Hao knew that Beitou Town, which seemed to be asleep, had been awake all the time.

The town's militia were all gathered and went to the Lengshui River to fulfill the oath they had made with the worldly masters.

At such a big time, how many people can sleep peacefully without heart and lungs.

Although he couldn't see it, Niu Hao could feel that behind the closed doors on both sides of the street, the townspeople were standing quietly, listening, guessing, and worrying.

The innkeeper held a torch in his hand, silently led the way in front, and led Niu Hao to the town office.

There is also such a place in the front village of Niu Hao's hometown.

To put it bluntly, it is the ancestral hall, the ancestral ancestral hall.

The village chief gathers the elders of the village and decides on major matters in the village.

The gate of the town hall was ajar, and lights flashed inside.

The innkeeper pushed open the door, revealing seven or eight old people in the courtyard. The eldest was slumped in a wicker chair and couldn't stand up.

Seeing that the innkeeper was depressed, he led a few outsiders in, and the seven or eight old people waiting in the courtyard also understood that the battle outside the town had been completely lost.

The innkeeper looked at the old people in the courtyard one by one, but did not speak.

With the help of the lights, Niu Hao also looked at the old people in the courtyard one by one, guessing which one was the master who made the militia of Beitou Town pour out of the nest.

The people in the courtyard were obviously older than the innkeeper.

Look at the dress, but there are all kinds of things.

It's just that none of them look like a master who can hide behind the scenes and strategize.

Either Caesar or nothing.

The old people waiting in the courtyard all lowered their heads, looking like they had nothing to say even if they had butcher knives and necks.

Niu Hao turned his head to look at the innkeeper.

The innkeeper's eyes were still on those old people. Sensing that Niu Hao was watching him, he walked into the courtyard.

The architecture of the ancestral hall is simple, and the rain eaves on both sides of the courtyard are enshrined under the corridors of the ancestors of each family in the town. In the ancestral hall facing the gate, a red silk hung straight to the ground, covering the Shentai incense case in the ancestral hall.

The innkeeper stopped when he walked outside the hanging red silk, and motioned to the master that Niu Hao was looking for inside, and went in to see it himself.

Liudu stretched out his hand to put his hand on Niu Hao's shoulder, signaling Niu Hao to be careful.

Niu Hao was also afraid of fraud, and stared at the innkeeper.

The innkeeper said that in exchange for the people of Beitou Town, the master made an oath to bring prosperity to Beitou Town, rolling financial resources, no illness and no disaster, and the benefits of prolonging life.

The innkeeper also swore that the master had really done it.

Of course the master did.

Otherwise, the militia in Beitou Town would not have gathered to intercept Niu Hao.

Therefore, some of the masters in Beitou Town are completely skilled in heaven and earth, and have the magic power of moving mountains and reclamation.

Niu Hao knew that he was by no means the opponent of this master.

But Niu Hao couldn't help but want to see what kind of master this was.

Why did he not hesitate to kill and injure other people's lives in order to leave Beiming Cold Iron.

Niu Hao looked at Liudu, then pulled Xiao Qi and pushed behind Liudu.

The gourd put his gourd on top of the hanging red juan, looked behind the red silk, and said to Niu Hao for a while:

"I don't think there's anyone in there. ”

Niu Hao glanced at the gourd.

Seeing Niu Hao reach out and pick up the red silk hanging on the ground, the gourd couldn't help but hide himself behind Liudu and Xiaoqi.

On the incense table behind the red silk, there are neither candles nor incense.

The lights in the courtyard of the ancestral hall shone from behind, and the black hole behind the red silk was even more visible.

Niu Hao stretched out his right hand and gently picked up the red silk, and the palm of his left hand behind his back weaved shining runes, ready to deal with a sudden blow.

Until the red silk on the ground was completely picked open, Niu Hao didn't wait for a sudden blow.

In the ancestral hall, on the altar, there is a person sitting in danger.

It was clearly a person.

The way he sat there, the clothes he wore on his body, were clearly a person, not a statue carved out of stone or wood.

But how can a person sit on the altar? Is it because he is a master of the world?

Niu Hao picked up the red silk and disturbed the purity of the master. But the master didn't care, and sat there motionless.

Niu Hao stretched out his hand behind him and said:

"Lights!"

Xiao Qi returned to the courtyard, picked up a wind lantern from the table, and handed it to Niu Hao.

Niu Hao raised the wind lantern, and the light reflected the master on the altar.

The tall man sat there with his knees folded, as if he had settled down. His eyes were lowered and his expression was serene.

The clothes worn by the tall man...... Niu Hao was a little unsure.

That dress looked like the Taoist robe of Kongming Mountain.

Niu Hao turned his head and called the gourd, asking him to go and see if the senior brother Zhengguan came out of the room.

Among the several disciples, Senior Brother Zhengguan has stayed in Kongming Mountain for the longest time, and naturally has the most knowledge about Kongming Mountain. Let him look at it, and he will definitely be able to see the eyebrows.

The gourd loudly promised to go out.

Niu Hao turned his head to look at the master, feeling like he had seen him somewhere.