Ji Ruge stood up, walked out of the curtain, pulled out the sword in his hand, and returned it to its sheath.
Before the blood on Luo Congsheng's neck soaked into his coat, Ji Ruge took off his coat and wrapped it around his neck to prevent the blood from dripping on the ground.
Then he took off the Taoist robe and put it on without haste.
Outside, Old Man Ge and his wife heard the voices inside the house and hurried in. They saw Ji Ruge putting on the Taoist's robes.
The one on the ground wearing white clothes and a coarse cloth wrapped around his neck was the Taoist Taoist whose eyes had not been closed.
Old Man Ge's wife took two steps back in fright, while Old Man Ge looked at Ji Ruge in fear, and his daughter, who was frowning and afraid of crying.
"You, you, you..." Old man Ge has been an honest woodcutter all his life. He has never seen such murderous behavior, and it was still in his own house. He was trembling with fear and didn't know what to say. He just watched. Ji Ruge.
Ji Ruge calmly tightened her belt and said to the old man:
"Don't shout, it will make others inconvenient for me to move. This Taoist priest has done a lot of bad things. Death is not a pity.
Don't worry, I won't trouble you when I do my work. You wait in the room while I go check on the other minions. This old villain is here, and a few of the younger ones should be nearby. "
Ji Ruge originally thought that when this old Taoist came here, the few young Taoist priests he met that day should also come here, so he could take care of them all.
Unexpectedly, something happened at this time, and Ge Ying's shouting did not attract them, which made Ji Ruge a little worried.
I was worried that these three little Taoist priests didn't follow. If something happened to Luo Congsheng, they would definitely find the old man Ge's house and cause trouble.
He needed to pretend to be an old thief and go take a look, find the three little ones and take care of them together.
An Ningguan is a well-known sect in Wuxi. This old thief is afraid of the shameful things he does behind the scenes, and not many people know about his dirty deeds.
After arresting those three little Taoist priests, we need to ask them clearly.
After listening to Ji Ruge's words, Old Man Ge nodded his head and did not dare to say anything.
Ji Ruge pointed to the body on the ground and ordered: "Leave him here, you can pack your things first and prepare to move out of Yangzhou and settle down elsewhere."
After Ji Ruge finished speaking, he took out three hundred-tael silver notes from his arms, stuffed them into the old man's trembling hands, and continued:
"This banknote is enough for you to find a good place to settle down elsewhere. Do you have any relatives or friends in Yangzhou?"
Old Man Ge took the banknote and replied: "The old man and his wife are disaster victims who went north and have no relatives in Yangzhou."
Ji Ruge replied: "It's okay if you don't have it. Go pack your things quickly and pick up some light things to take away. You wait here, I will go to the city to have a look, and then I will come back to argue with you about the city."
For the sake of safety, lest the old man's family run away after seeing that he had killed someone, Ji Ruge slowly raised the Nirvana Sword in his hand and told the old man:
"I will go check out the whereabouts of the other Taoist priests later, and then come back to send you out of Yangzhou City. I haven't come back, so don't wander around, stay well, and don't expose my whereabouts, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
Old Man Ge was frightened when he saw this man killing without batting an eye, but he was glad that this man had saved his daughter. For a moment, he was filled with joy and fear, and he tremblingly replied: "A strong man saved my daughter, and we dare not neglect it. Listen to the strong man’s instructions, the old man’s family is waiting for the strong man here.”
Ji Ruge saw the fear on his face and nodded. Wearing Luo Congsheng's Taoist robes, he slowly walked out of the hut and headed towards the east city gate tower, preparing to investigate the whereabouts of the three people.
Those who know this matter hope that the less the better, so that it will not be so troublesome to solve.
One is for the safety of Old Man Ge and his family, and the other is for his own safety.
The sky full of stars in the early night is dotted with a waning moon in the west. The soft starlight casts a little white light, illuminating the rural paths clearly.
Listening to the croaking of frogs and the chirping of insects, Ji Ruge walked along the country road all the way to the east city gate tower.
A sedan chair was placed under the gatehouse, but there was no one around.
The existence of the sedan shows that the old thief was worried about others knowing his whereabouts. It was supposed to be used to cover up people's eyes and make it easier to go back and forth to Huatan Temple.
During this time, several major sects in Huatan Temple were staying in the temple. It was said that they wanted to prepare for the arrival of themselves and the Lu Sect.
Ji Ruge walked to the front of the sedan and checked inside. It was empty and there was no trace of other people around.
He frowned and looked around. About a mile into the city, there was the street entrance of Yangzhou Dongcheng.
There are several inns at the intersection over there with their door lights still bright.
Ji Ruge thought to himself: This thief is here, and some young Taoist priests should go drink and wait for him. You might as well go to the tavern with the lights on in the distance and take a look. You might be able to gain something. If not, then come back and send Old Man Ge and his family safely out of Yangzhou City before making any plans.
He remembered that when he came to the countryside to put away his coarse clothes, the lantern was lit at the door of the tavern, but only one light was lit inside. There were also a few familiar neighbors drinking and chatting. The boss Sitting on the edge of the counter and dozing off.
When I saw it today, it seemed that there were several lights on in the inn. Standing at the foot of the gatehouse, you could clearly see where it was, and you could vaguely see someone drinking inside.
Ji Ruge walked slowly towards the tavern, trying to see if the little Taoist priests were inside.
His skill of disguising one's body by disguising one's bones is not comparable to that of the old man. The old man has been practicing for a lifetime and can disguise one's appearance by disguising one's bones. However, he cannot do it and can only switch freely between these two sets of honors.
The art of bone disfigurement is a skill that is easy to learn but difficult to practice. It is simple to get started. It is to change the closed position of several soft bones on the face through luck, and practice using the formulas to move the acupoints on the face to keep the blood vessels flowing. It is simple to say, It is very difficult to do, and without several years of practice, it is basically impossible to succeed.
Xiao Yu had learned the art of disguising bones from the old man for several years, and the only thing he could do was to look like Ji Ruge.
He was wearing a Taoist robe, and his figure was similar to that of Luo Congsheng, but his face shape was very different.
The Nirvana Sword was placed in the sedan chair, and what he was holding was the fly whisk in Luo Congsheng's hand.
The door of the tavern.
The plaque reads: 'Dongan Winery'.
Ji Ruge walked slowly to the window and through the side window saw several Taoist priests who were drinking and eating meat.
It was Zhang Ding, Lou Er, and Chen Qian.
Ji Ruge tied her hair into a topknot with a hemp rope, trying her best to look like a Taoist.
He walked slowly to the window on the side of Dong'an Wine Shop, raised the whisk in his hand, tapped the window edge a few times, then turned around and left.
He knocked a few times to attract the attention of the three little Taoist priests who were drinking. He turned around and left to avoid being seen by them. Since the master was gone, they had no reason not to follow.
