Sun Yixie's answer was indeed beyond the expectations of the monk in white.
If it were an ordinary person, it would definitely be very embarrassing if they were caught saying bad things about others behind their backs and had to retort. However, Sun Yixie was able to avoid it all by relying on this sentence.
The monk in white thought for a while: This guy is a bit shameless, so there's no point in teasing him any more. Let's get straight to the point.
"Huh... Okay, I'll just pretend you don't understand." The monk in white snorted coldly, brushing off what had just happened, and then added, "Then let me ask you another thing..." He paused. , his tone became a little cold, "Have you ever seen two monks before... One of them is about forty years old and skinny, the other is about thirty years old and very tall..."
Before he finished speaking, Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai already understood who the monk was referring to.
Here we also hint in the book that the white-robed monk in front of us and the two monks who died in Chuanpengzhuang in the previous book - Achafang Yigen and Acharfang Xinggen, are members of the same sect.
Although they usually claim to be members of the "Yixiang Sect" when traveling, in fact their real sect is called "Zhenxing Sect".
Zhen means correction; Xing means human form; you can roughly guess from this name...this is not a serious sect.
The fact is indeed true. This "Zhenxing Sect" is an outright evil sect. Within the sect, there are a group of evil monks who are based on the business of "picking and cutting" to study various evil arts.
Some people may not understand when I say "harvesting and harvesting". To put it simply, even among human traffickers, this is the most vicious branch; they will abduct normal children and select some of them. Those who are considered good-looking are sold into prostitution, and the rest are brutally mutilated, either by cutting out their eyes and tongues, or cutting off their limbs... The good-looking people are mutilated into "monsters", and then displayed and begged in order to This wins sympathy from the world and makes money.
In the history we are familiar with, there is an article in the "Laws of the Ming Dynasty" - anyone who harvests, cuts or mutilates people will be executed without mercy, and his property will be cut off and paid to the family of the deceased. Although his wife, son and family members did not know about it, they fled two thousand miles away and settled down. Kill for the followers.
It can be seen from this that this business has been around for a long time and is deeply hated.
Moreover, "harvesting and harvesting" is not only practiced in the Central Plains, but also in foreign countries. If you have seen the movie "Slumdog Millionaire", you should have an impression, and there are related plots in that movie.
The current "Zhenxing Sect" is doing similar things, but the details are different...
Because most of the people in Japan during the Warring States Period were unable to protect themselves, it was impossible to expect to arrest children and put them on the streets to "beg" and "gain sympathy". However... abducting children and "reforming" them first, There is a business of selling it to some rich people or famous people with special habits.
The evil monks of the Zhenxingzong took advantage of these troubled times to travel around pretending to be monk soldiers and waiting for opportunities to kidnap children. After catching the children back, they would transform some of them according to the "guests' requirements" and send them away. , collecting a large amount of remuneration, and the remaining other children were used by them to study evil arts.
The "Ajafang Xinggen" mentioned in the previous article was a child who was captured by the Zhenxing Sect when he was in his teens. As early as his teenage years, he had been transformed into a "corpse doll". Controlled by the ten rings engraved with spells on his toes, although he still retains some human instincts, he has basically been transformed into a walking zombie. Once the connection with the spell is severed, he will die with Yigen.
After seeing this, everyone probably understood that the three monks in black accompanied by the monk in white at this moment were all "corpse puppets" controlled by him.
In the Zhenxing Sect, the more corpse dolls he carries around, the stronger his magic is, and naturally, the higher his status.
Ashabo Yigen, who had been killed by Miyamoto Musashi before, had a crazy attitude, but in fact he was just a small boss, only more powerful than the lower-level minions who didn't even have a corpse around him.
But the current monk in white is different. He is a proper cadre in the Zhenxing Sect. There are only five masters like him in the Zhenxing Sect. These five people can operate three to five corpse dolls. No matter how much; above these five people, there are two sect guardians who can control seven corpse dolls; and above that, there is the sect leader who can control ten corpse dolls at the same time.
At the moment, Sun and Huang only listened to half of what the white-robed monk said. They quickly exchanged glances, and then started to act stupid in a tacit understanding.
"I don't know." Sun Yixie deliberately interrupted in an impatient tone before the white-clothed monk finished speaking, "What kind of monk is not a monk, and she is not a beautiful woman, even if she is traveling When you meet someone, who would pay attention to their height, shortness, fatness or thinness?"
What he said was not a choice. Unless the other party had evidence, he said he didn't pay attention to it.
However... when the monk in white heard this, he sneered and said, "Really? Then why does the 'Huang Sang' beside you carry my fellow disciple's personal belongings?"
Upon hearing this, Huang Donglai understood. It turned out that the other party had sensed the "ten rings" he had inherited from Ajafang Yigen's corpse through some method, so he asked this question.
"Ah?" Huang Donglai had already judged that Yi Gen was not a good person. Now that there was someone who claimed to be his fellow sect, he must have tested it out first, so he took the opportunity to take over the conversation, "This master, what are you talking about?" You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense... How do you know what items I carry on my body? And why do you say that this item belongs to the same sect as yours?"
"囖囖囖囖..." The monk in white also knew that Huang Donglai was testing, so he did not answer the other party's questions. He just made a few more weird laughs, and then continued, "Don't worry about how I know, I will ask you , are you wearing ten iron rings?"
Huang Donglai thought to himself: "This guy not only clearly said that the thing was on me, but also reported what it was and the quantity. If I deny it forcefully, the conversation will not continue. How about admitting part of it first? Only then can we continue to argue with him..."
After thinking about it, he replied: "So what?"
"Since you admitted it..." the monk in white said with a smile on his face, "then you might as well tell me how you got these from Yi Gen, and... is Yi Gen still alive?"
"What are you talking about? What is Yi Gen?" How could Huang Donglai obey the other party's request and answer, "I have a few rings on my body, but these are all my own." He paused for a moment. Second, "Oh, do you want to say that whoever has a bunch of rings on his body got them from your fellow disciples? Do you have any evidence?"
Seeing that Huang Donglai was still trying to make excuses, the monk in white started to argue: "Hmph...that's strange. In these war-torn times, it's rare to see people with so many rings on their bodies. Could it be that you are a jeweler?"
"Yes." Huang Donglai raised his head and said without shame, "I'm a jeweler, what's wrong? I'm just good at making rings, right?"
The monk in white was almost annoyed by his messy energy: "Then you mean, you made these rings on your body yourself?"
"You're right." Huang Donglai continued with a show-off attitude, "Let me tell you, just this kind of ring... I can get more than ten or twenty of them at random. A few years ago, there was an uncle in our village. He came to me to make a custom order, saying that three coins would be given to the wealthy people in the village, seven coins would be given to the craftsmen in the village, and nine coins would be given to the farmers..."
"Shut up!" The monk in white was finally off guard by Huang Donglai's nonsense and uncooperative attitude, "Stop talking nonsense! Tell me...where did the ring come from? What happened to Yi Gen?"
Along with his angry roar, the three black-clothed monks around him, or rather the three corpse puppets, all stood up with naginata in their hands, as if they were about to kill them at any time.
Shuang Xie saw that the monk was going to fight them, so he both stood up and prepared to meet the enemy. Before Sun Yi Xie got up, he confidently turned to Hayato and said, "Don't panic, just hide behind us." .”
As for Hayato, he is actually still wondering at this moment: Why can Brother Sun and Brother Huang talk nonsense to that monk in such fluent Japanese? And...why do they seem to meet enemies wherever they go? This is Japan, how did they do it?
In addition, Ma Shanzhongzang, who had been watching the show for a long time... Although he still didn't understand what the dispute between the two sides was, he saw that the two sides were about to start a fight, and he would not sit there and wait to be affected - Zhongzang In these few seconds, Zang was also ready to use all his abilities to deal with various emergencies.
Just when the three parties were at war with each other, and the palace was completely silent, something unexpected happened again.
Hiss—hiss—
At this moment, the sound of sharpening a knife suddenly sounded in the spacious shrine.
This sound floated and reverberated, making it difficult to tell where it came from. The only thing that was certain was that the source of the sound was definitely inside the house, not coming from outside.
However, at the moment, the only light source in the shrine, apart from a little moonlight coming in from the window, is the rows of white candles on the altar in the middle. This light obviously cannot illuminate every corner of the hall.
As a result, the three parties facing each other couldn't help but start to think - is there a fourth party in the darkness around them? And what is the purpose of this fourth party suddenly making such an intrusive noise at this delicate moment?
"Your people?" Two seconds later, Sun Yixie looked at Ma Shan Chongzang and asked directly.
Chongzang knew that now that things had happened, he no longer needed to pretend to be a passing civilian, so he replied in a deep voice: "No."
Of course, he would not take the initiative to say something detrimental to himself such as "I am alone." It just showed that at least the one who made the sound of sharpening knives was not his subordinates.
"Monk, this voice...has nothing to do with you, right?" Sun Yixie said to the monk in white again.
The monk in white did not answer this question immediately like Chongzang, because he neither knew the source of the sound nor whether Sun Yixie was acting.
It has to be said that the white-clothed monk is still very vigilant. He has been guarding against Shuangxie's temptation before, and now he suspects that the noise in the darkness may be Shuangxie's manpower, and the latter is asking questions. Asking just to pretend that the party in the dark has nothing to do with you.
After thinking for a few seconds, the white-clothed monk said: "Then do you want to say... we should put a truce for now and find out what the sound is about first?"
"There's no need to figure out what's going on, because we probably know what's going on..." Sun Yixie said, then glanced at Huang Donglai, "right? Brother Huang."
"Ah... you're a monster." Huang Donglai answered this sentence without hesitation.
But when Juzo heard this, he was filled with questions. He thought in his mind: "What the hell? Your rhetoric is too bad. Although the environment of the mountain shrine in the middle of the night is quite scary, but You want to use the excuse of "causing monsters" to disturb those monk soldiers, which is too..."
Just when he thought of this, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind coming from behind.
As a Koga-ryu ninjutsu master, Juzo may not be familiar with demonic aura, but he is definitely familiar with murderous aura... Therefore, at this moment, he almost instinctively turned his wrist and flicked it. He held a kunai in his hand and quickly raised it to his side.
The next second, I saw... a bright blade of light flashed out from the shadow behind Juzo, and it slashed towards Juzo's neck.
when--
The kunai raised by Juzo just blocked this sudden blow.
However, he who blocked the attack was pushed away by the force of the slash and hit a pillar a few meters away.
This collision was not light, and Juzo was almost knocked unconscious. Fortunately...because he was holding a kunai in his backhand when he blocked just now, and the opponent's slash was extremely powerful, before he was knocked away, The kunai in his hand had been pushed into the outside of his forearm by the impact, and the stinging pain from the open wound made him barely stay awake.
At the same moment, the other two people also saw clearly what the "thing" hidden in the sneak attack was...
It was a humanoid monster with a huge head, but relatively short torso and limbs. Its face was very close to that of a human old man, but it had double horns on its forehead and its fangs were turned out. It was wearing a dark, tattered kimono, and was red. It stood on its feet, holding a huge kitchen knife in each hand that was very close in size and shape to Hajime Zangetsu; and when it walked, it looked like an old man, stooped and trembling.
This thing is called "Mountain Lama", and some people directly call it "Ghost Granny".
According to Japanese folklore, once upon a time, in order to reduce the number of people eating, young people in a village sent their old people to the mountains to fend for themselves... and some old people turned into mountain grandmothers.
In some ghost stories, the mountain lady often appears as a gentle old woman who provides food and accommodation to travelers who go into the mountains. She waits for travelers to fall asleep and starts sharpening their knives. After sharpening, she will eat people. The traveler wakes up when he hears the sound of sharpening a kitchen knife and runs away when he sees the mountain lady showing his true face. Then the mountain lady will chase him with a knife at an alarming speed. In the end, only those who can be blessed by gods and Buddhas can escape, while the evildoers are often caught. Live and eat.
Of course, in our story, there is no such thing as a foreshadowing for the Shan Lao's murder. With the sound of sharpening a knife, he immediately came to gank... catching Juzo off guard.
When Juzo was beaten away, two people present immediately reacted.
One is Hayato; this is what he does as an onmyoji, and he will definitely take action when he sees Shan Lao.
But just when Hayato quickly took out the paper figurine and prepared to form a seal...
The second person to react, Huang Donglai, had already taken action.
"The beginning of the Yuqing Dynasty, the God of Fire helps me, break it!"
Although some of the Zhongyuan Taoist techniques are complicated, some of the simple attack techniques stand out with the word "quick".
As soon as Huang Donglai thought the formula and pointed his sword together, he instantly executed a move towards the mountain old man, but unexpectedly...
"Um?"
"ah?"
After a breath, Sun and Huang were stunned for a moment.
"What's wrong? Brother Huang, are you...stuck?"
"What's stuck? I'm still wondering, why doesn't it react when I use the skill?"
After hearing what these two people said, Hayato seemed to understand something, and he immediately interrupted: "Brother Huang, you haven't been practicing Taoism for a long time, right?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Huang Donglai asked suspiciously.
"Central Plains monks, those with insufficient Dao power will not be able to borrow the spiritual energy of China after leaving the Shenzhou barrier." Hayato continued, "The one you just activated cannot be released outside the Central Plains with your Dao power. Come out."
"What?" This is the first time Huang Donglai has heard of such a thing.
Indeed, no one told him about this before he went abroad this time.
In short, after arriving overseas, 99% of the formations and spells that Huang Donglai could use in the Central Plains could not be used, because his Tao power was not enough to borrow the spiritual energy of China across the ocean to activate these ; The only technique he can use here in Japan is "Kelu Xunfu", which can be maintained with a small amount of Tao power.
"What!" Half a second later, Brother Sun shouted with a louder and higher voice than Brother Huang, "What the fuck!" After figuring out the situation, he cursed and looked towards Huang Donglai, "'Try it,' right? 'Female', right? Now that you have come in and you find that you can't use Taoism, what else are you going to say? Are you going to say, 'It's just bragging, so serious' What the hell?"
"Then I don't know." Huang Donglai began to speak harshly, "I haven't let go of this attack technique since I came to Japan, and no one told me before."
"Hmph... So I said we should take a detour. Now you come here and pretend to be a clown, and you want to drag your brother to be buried with him, right?" Sun Yixie seized the opportunity to humiliate Huang, and he refused to let him go.
"Mao! I'm not a clown!" Huang Dong said and took out the village sword from his luggage. "Even if I don't have Taoism, I'm not afraid of this..."
Whoosh - Dang!
Just when Huang Donglai was about to continue blowing his hair, I wonder if the mountain lady in the distance was annoyed by the quarrel between them. The monster threw the kitchen knife in his left hand at Huang Donglai like a flying knife.
Fortunately, Huang Donglai already had the village sword in his hand at this time, and the attack came from his front, so he had quick eyesight and quick hands to block it.
Then when he blocked... he felt that the tip of the flying kitchen knife was like a bullet from a sniper rifle. Although he blocked the blow with the broad side of the sword blade, the impact still pushed the blade. It went towards his chest, and when the blade touched his chest, the force passed through him, causing him to vomit blood.
If Shan Lao just waved casually when he attacked Chongzang, then the knife he threw at Huang Donglai was obviously a "serious throw".
"What the hell?" Seeing Huang Donglai unable to resist the sudden long-range attack, vomiting blood and sitting on the ground, Sun Yixie immediately panicked. He quickly took out his trident to prevent himself from being attacked by a similar attack.
And Hayato, who had just been told by Sun Yixie to "hide behind", now switched positions with Shuangxie, becoming the one to be relied on in this situation; of course, he didn't say anything more, just silently Start making seals on the side...
