"Hey, Master, there is a ghost."
The one of the two disciples of the yellow-robed Taoist looked more alert and saw Su Che's figure from a distance. He immediately stepped forward, made a continuous seal with his hands, and then took out a handful of glutinous rice from his waist and threw it indiscriminately.
"The order of heavenly soldiers and earthly fire, my way shows my divine power, its edict is like thunder, break it for me."
A handful of glutinous rice covered his head and face like a rushing rain. Just when Su Che was about to speak, a few grains of uncooked rice fell into his mouth.
"Hey, this kid has some skills."
"Senior brother, this kid is not afraid of your heavenly weapons and earthly fire orders. I'm afraid he is still an old ghost."
Another junior brother, who looked twenty years older than his senior brother, had narrow eyes and a long face, and said from the side with a forlorn expression.
"Don't be afraid, look at my peach wood sword and Maoshan talisman." The senior brother pulled out a peach wood sword from behind and wrapped two yellow talismans on it.
"The Talisman of Nine Netherworlds, Maoshan Zhengfa, Nine Heavens Yuanyang, transform my sword edge. My Tao shows its divine power, urgently..."
He was seen in a Kuixing kicking and fighting posture, and he was about to greet Suche with a mahogany stick.
Tao Mujian didn't move, but a slap came towards the back of his head.
"Burning incense without looking at God will make a Taoist man laugh badly. How can he behave properly if his hair is frizzy?"
The Taoist man in yellow had a unibrow and a beard. He raised his right hand and slapped his disciple on the back of the head.
"How many times have I told you that when you see the sword energy condensing between your brows, it must be Donghailou. How dare you act nonsense after seeing a master of swordsmanship?"
As he spoke, the Taoist in yellow greeted Su Che with a bow.
"I met Taoist brother in Jiugong, Moxuelin, Maoshan, Guobei County. The two disciples were incompetent and disturbed Taoist brother."
Su Che looked at the three people in this group, feeling a little inexplicably familiar, and thought of a pseudonym for himself.
"San Ren Yue Buqun, I have met Taoist brother. In this world, Taoists are not like humans, and ghosts are not like ghosts. When we meet, we can show our true nature of exterminating demons and protecting the Tao first, so there is no need to disturb you."
"After all, it's my fault in discipline." Taoist Yimei looked at Suche: "Where did Taoist brother come from?"
"Children of Jianghu, please do good deeds and don't ask about your future. Passing by Shanyin, I heard that there is a wood demon causing trouble here, so I came here to investigate."
"Brother Dao, I'm late. The wooden charm entrenched here has been injured by the new county captain of Shanyin County, and I don't know where to hide." Lin Jiugong looked around: "The wood charm here has receded, which means that the wooden charm has retreated. Already displaced.”
Dumu is gone?
This guy dared to go to the county government office to find him a second time. He was determined to win the one-armed man. Why did he abandon his old nest like this?
There is a clear record in my book "Xuanzhongji" that the charm of wood is most attached to the roots and will not move easily.
Suche thought of the arms of the one-eyed monster that were neither gold nor iron.
Could it be that I guessed wrongly, that guy was not Mu Mei at all.
"Now that Mu Mei has gone, why are Master Xian and his disciples here again?"
"We're here after a zombie."
"That guy has been practicing for nearly a hundred years and has made a bronze head and iron arms..."
"Master has received a reward of ten taels of silver and wants to take the zombie's head back."
"There will be Huadiao wine when we get back."
"There are white-chopped chicken, roasted suckling pig, roasted goose..."
One of Lin Jiugong's two living treasure apprentices started to sign, and the other muttered something. The two collaborated for a while to announce the names of the dishes.
A trace of shyness flashed across the Taoist's face.
Facing the traveling swordsmen, his style of collecting money and doing things makes people blush.
"Hahahahaha, that's very good, and I'm going with Brother Lin Dao. I just want a plate of roast goose and wine."
After all, he is a swordsman, what a brilliant Yue Buqun.
Yue Buqun, Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, Zhuoer Buqun, what a good name.
Lin Dao was deeply impressed.
"That's it, thank you, brother Taoist."
Suche nodded.
"Please also lend me the peach wood sword."
Lin Jiugong was stunned when he heard this. Don't the swordsmen walking around the world now carry swords?
"Okay, Qiusheng, give me the sword."
The lively Qiu Sheng smiled when he heard this, put his strength into his hand, and threw the peach wood sword in his hand.
He still had the intention of testing the "swordsman" in front of him.
If Su Che had encountered such a scene last night, he could only stamp his feet and sigh, but he had just returned from the Zhongshan Meeting today and already had an exquisite swordsmanship instilled in him by Zhongyuan.
The Mirage Yuanjian that Zhongyuan sent to Su Cheniwan not only brought the training method of this swordsmanship, but also the insights and experiences of this swordsmanship.
Once initiated, one becomes as proficient as a child who has been practicing martial arts for decades.
The index finger and middle finger of Su Che's left hand merged into the sword finger, at a point in the center of the peach wood sword body. The peach wood sword rotated several times along the axis of Su Che's right hand. Finally, without the force of Qiu Sheng's throw, it flew directly horizontally in the air, and then lightly moved the sword with his right hand. Take off the peach wood sword.
"Amazing."
Qiu Sheng has a young temperament, so when he saw Suche's move, he immediately shouted "Hello".
Lin Jiugong couldn't help but nod. With the help of such a swordsman, his chances of winning against that evil obstacle increased by three points.
The group of three people continued to search in the dry forest temple.
Although the moonlight did not shine brightly that night, I could still distinguish the road ahead by its light. From time to time, phosphorus fire flickered among the broken walls and ruins, but I could still see the road ahead.
Suddenly, Lin Jiugong's nose moved slightly and he placed the mirror in his left hand on his chest.
Directly ahead, a ball of blue phosphorus fire was floating this way.
"If there are any unclean things, please stay away."
Taoist Yimei didn't say much. He led Suche and others to the side and hid behind a dead pine.
Lan Huo moved forward, and two figures in monk robes appeared in the moonlight.
"It's unlucky that Dumu can forget about it. If we can bask in the moon like this every day in the future, maybe we can become more powerful. If we can catch the Emperor's Ooze a few times, this ghost body can be more stable."
"What are you thinking about? You and I are incomplete and headless ghosts. We are already the legacy of our ancestors. Are you thinking about taking it one step further? Stop dreaming."
Two monks were walking under the moonlight, wearing sea blue, hemp shoes, and a string of rosary beads in their hands.
It's a pity that their necks are broken with stubble marks.
The scarred leader of Liuyang no longer knows where he is.
"I heard people say that there is a Yin-Yang Dharma King in Guobei County, who has great supernatural powers and is the leader of the ghost cultivator. Maybe we can have a future by joining his old man."
"Junior brother, first of all, you are listening to ghosts. Secondly, senior brother has been ill in the past few years and cannot hear the words head, head, leader, and head."
"Oh, if I'm stuck here every day, I might as well die."
"Junior brother, we are already dead."
"Senior brother, according to the division of the six paths of Buddhism, which path do we belong to?"
"I think we should be regarded as the hungry ghost realm. Heaven, Asura, and humans, these three realms must all have heads, animals, hungry ghosts, and hell. Even animals should have heads."
"Then the hungry ghost should also have a mouth?"
"Maybe it's because we are in the middle of the country and are not under the control of the west. And junior brother, even if you don't have a mouth, you still have too many questions."
Pfft.
Suche turned his head.
But when he saw Taoist Lin's unlucky disciple named Wencai, he couldn't help but laugh.
