Chapter Twenty-Seven: Ba Ye also trembled
I saw that Li Sangui was lying on the side of the bed with his head tilted, and seeing that he was not alive, a gap of more than a foot long on Ding Dadian's left shoulder was pulled all the way to his chest, and he wielded a single knife from his right hand to support it.
Tu Cangsheng embroidered the spring knife and attacked Mo Yangui. Seeing that he had been ambushed, Mo Yangui pulled out Li Sangui's waist knife in a hurry and greeted him with a knife. The two knives were staggered, and Tu Cangsheng took advantage of her haste to pick up, and slashed four or five times in a row, and the knives did not leave her vital point.
As soon as the brocade-clothed wrestlers entered the room, they spontaneously formed a battle formation, surrounded Ba Jinlun, and blocked all his retreats.
Tu Cangsheng's heart was settled, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand was unfolded, not giving Mo Yangui a chance to slow down, so that she made more than ten moves in a row, and could only barely hold the door.
Compared with the kung fu of other Jianghu sects, the Jinyi Wei knife method is tempered by thousands of tempers on the battlefield, and it is the most imposing, and the moves do not have the slightest fancy. Seeing that he had the upper hand, Tu Cangsheng untied the iron rope from behind his waist, and only waited for the Jinyi wrestler to capture the chin golden wheel, and then took down the demon girl with the momentum of encirclement.
Unexpectedly, he waited for a long time, and there was no one around him to help. Tu Cangsheng hurriedly looked around, only to see those brocade-clothed wrestlers under Ba Jinlun's pair of fleshy palms, dead and wounded, and no one was the enemy of Ba Jinlun.
Ba Jinlun finished cleaning up the brocade clothes in a blink of an eye, and quietly slapped Tu Cangsheng's back with a palm.
Tu Cangsheng didn't have time to think about why the skill of this little lewd thief suddenly improved, so he had to slash at the palm that was coming at his vest.
At this time, "Mo Yangui", who had been stubbornly defending, laughed loudly, wiped his head and face with one hand, and actually took off a black wig set and smashed it at Tu Cangsheng.
Tu Cangsheng could only hear the man's laughter coming out of this beautiful woman's mouth:
"Meow a mi! You stupid and stupid brocade guards, how can you be worthy of the imperial food that the emperor Lao'er sent you!"
The scene in front of him changed dramatically, which made Tu Cangsheng's eyes crack. The brocade-clothed wrestlers around him have no way to live, and he is in danger under the attack of Ba Jinlun, who is dressed as a woman, and Mo Yangui, who is dressed as a man.
In particular, Mo Yangui's pair of poisonous palms seem to be soft, but they are extremely venomous, even if they are brought by the palm wind, they make people dizzy.
Tu Cangsheng is worthy of being a veteran of handling cases for many years, seeing that the situation is not good, he fought hard to hit the golden wheel, gritted his teeth and flew out of the window, and before the person landed, he threw out a sleeve arrow into the sky, and a black cloud suddenly bloomed above the courtyard.
Ba Jinlun and Mo Yan saw that their goal had been achieved, and they had no time to deal with the embarrassed Tu Cangsheng, so they each snatched a horse from the courtyard and fled towards the outside of the town.
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In the inn at the foot of Wudang Mountain, there were a lot of Taoists who went down the mountain to dine somehow, and the busy shopkeeper had to use the means of Thousand-Armed Guanyin, and distributed seven or eight dishes to different tables at a time, which attracted bursts of applause from the guests who dined.
Ba Jinlun had nowhere to vent his anger, because there were only two pairs of chopsticks and a pair of tea cups on his table, and the good wine and food he ordered had not been seen for a long time.
"You little two, why are you so lazy! But I'm afraid that the young master will shorten your silver taels?" he slammed the table hard.
The shopkeeper turned around and squeezed a smile at him in his busy schedule: "This guest officer, it's not a small person who snubbs you to be old, and the dishes you order must use expensive ingredients." Our store is small and thin, and I can't make it, so why don't you give you a few home-cooked dishes that are good at small shops?"
Ba Jinlun pointed to the palm print on the table that was slapped by himself, "Look at this, do you see it?" Master, I patted it lightly, and the table was dented, this is called internal force! Have you ever seen a master with deep internal strength? Can such a master also take a few home-cooked dishes?"
The shopkeeper spread his hands: "Guest officer, you just broke up the table, and the shop can't make the dishes you want, and then you have to pay for the table in the shop." β
Ba Jinlun really has the feeling of punching the cotton, could it be that at the foot of this Wudang Mountain, even the shopkeeper is a Tai Chi master?
"Cut, this Wudang Mountain is really a poor country, the dishes I ordered are just dishes that my chef can cook normally, senior sister, do you say?" Ba Jinlun was a little hung up, so he had to turn his head and smile and said to Mo Yangui, "But I just want to order a few good dishes for my senior sister to taste, who ......knows?"
Since he snatched the horse from the hands of Jinyiwei, and played Tu Cangsheng a lot, the two of them hurried all the way to Wudang Mountain.
When the two of them arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain, they found that there were Taoist priests everywhere. It is obvious that something big must have happened to the Wudang faction recently, which also confirms their previous speculation about the whereabouts of the king's disciples.
As soon as Ba Jinlun showed off his internal strength, he noticed that the eyes of the Taoists at the adjacent table flickered, whispered, and looked in his direction from time to time.
He was suddenly furious in his heart, these bull noses must be peeking at my Senior Sister Mo's snow-white thighs, how does this Wudang disciple abide by the rules and precepts?
Since his Hehuan technique skills had increased greatly, his six senses had also become more sensitive, and after a little concentration, he heard those Taoists whispering:
"Uncle Shi, the dress of the woman at the next table is similar to the Hehuan Valley thief caught the day before yesterday, it is not that the reinforcements from the evil sect have arrived. β
"Shhh β
"The nephew will go back to the mountain to warn first, so that Uncle Yun can prepare early. β
It turned out that they were not peeping on the thighs of the senior sister, Ba Jinlun's face was a little pale, listening to their tone, thinking that Lao Wang was really caught by mistake.
Seeing that the little Taoist priest was about to sneak out of the inn quietly, Ba Jinlun immediately stood up, and now he is no longer a rookie who has to kneel when he sees people in the rivers and lakes, according to Mo Yangui's words, with his skill at the sixth layer of the Hehuan Jue, as long as it is not Yunxiang's cleanliness addict, it is not easy to send these nameless Taoist priests away.
At that moment, he rolled his eyes and shouted:
"Wu Na little Taoist, last month, I borrowed twenty taels of silver from my master to visit the kiln, why don't you return it quickly?"
The little Taoist priest was immediately stunned, obviously his brain was not very bright.
"Twenty taels of silver? Sanqing Dao Ancestor is on it, Xiaodao doesn't even have a tael of broken silver, and only a few copper plates have been accumulated on weekdays, where have I seen twenty taels of silver. β
The Daoists stood up suddenly, and one of the first-year Daoists shouted, "Qingzhu, why don't you run?"
Before he could finish speaking, Ba Jinlun's whole person had already jumped over, carried ten percent of his strength, and punched the little Taoist priest in the chest.
I only heard a bang, and the little Taoist priest had been knocked out by him.
He was overjoyed when he hit it, and sure enough, his skills were not what they used to be, and this bull's nose couldn't even parry his punch.
He raised his eyebrows and threw several punches at several other Taoist priests, either knocking them to the ground or spitting blood from their mouths.
The old Taoist hurriedly stepped forward and slapped him, and he smashed it with another punch. There was a thud - he and the man each took half a step back.
Unexpectedly, he didn't punch this person away, Ba Jinlun was a little annoyed and angry, and he punched straight towards that person, and he was about to hit the face of that person, and suddenly felt that his body was weak......
It's bad, the first few punches were all thrown out with all his might, and at this moment, the true qi in his body was actually a little unable to keep up, and this punch was a little weak.
The man seemed to see that he was at the end of his crossbow, his eyes flashed, and with a slight stroke of his left hand, he tilted his fist, and his right palm slapped straight at his chest.
...... Sister, help!
"Hmph, let you shake half a bucket of water here. I only heard Mo Yangui say coldly behind him, and then something flew under his armpit.
The man's palm stopped less than half an inch from Ba Jinlun's chest, with a chopstick stuck in his throat, his eyes bulging, and the whole person fell straight back.
Ba Jinlun's eyes flickered, Mo Yangui's figure had flashed out from behind him, and between the rabbits and the falcons, a white thigh quickly touched the chests of several Taoists.
"Someone's killed the Taoist of Wudang Mountainβ"
The inn suddenly exploded, and the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper, and the rest of the unrelated guests fled in droves.
Ba Jinlun looked at the corpse on the ground, and took half a step back softly, with the urge to vomit, and meowed, the senior sister was really as ruthless as the legend......
A small hand gently pressed his vest, and the warm true qi flowed into his body, driving away the nausea in his stomach.
Senior sister, you are so good...... His heart was hot, and he looked into Mo Yangui's eyes.
Mo Yangui avoided his gaze and said with a sideways face:
"It seems that we are going to explore Wudang Mountain at night......"