Seeing that the stick was spinning towards him too fast, Shuangwei Taoist hurriedly swung the whisk in his hand to stop it. Just when the chair leg and the dust tail met, Shuangwei Taoist was surprised to find that he caught the swing. The whisk was immediately thrown onto the chair leg after being hit, and it was entangled and locked in front of him.
"Do you really think you are the one next?" The voice heard by Ye Dang spread very quickly to Taoist Shuangwei from far away. Just now, he was just afraid that Taoist Shuangwei would directly avoid and accidentally hurt the people behind him who were talking nonsense, so he The throwing speed is a bit slower.
The purple-robed Taoist who was still congratulating himself for catching the opponent's move suddenly looked forward when he heard this question. He saw that the slovenly man in a shabby yellow shirt had already flashed in front of him, and he had already clenched the hand he just held. The chair legs are still spinning in the air.
Taoist Shuangwei hurriedly wanted to take out his whisk and stepped back, but found that the whisk in his hand was not obeying his control. No matter how he controlled the object, he could not pull out the whisk. However, Ye Dang listened to the chair leg in his hand above his wrist. It whirled and stirred the dust tails extremely fast. When Taoist Shuangwei noticed, all the dust tails had been stirred up on the legs of the chair.
"The little liar is watching!".
Following a shout, Lin Manliu looked around and saw that after Ye Dangting and Taoist Shuangwei were wrestling with the objects in their hands, the figure in yellow suddenly raised his right hand and pulled away the purple robe. He got closer, and then his left shoulder was bumped forward. The "click" sounded like the sound of bones breaking, and the purple-robed right shoulder collapsed slightly after being hit.
Before Shuangwei Daoist could fall backwards, Ye Dangting reached out his left hand and grabbed the dented right arm, and then pulled Shuangwei Daoist back to him. Severe pain started to flow from his right arm. The news came from the shoulder position, Taoist Shuangwei's whole face was hideous and in pain, and he no longer had the strength to hold the whisk in his hand. He raised his hand and wanted to beg for mercy, but Ye Dang didn't give him a chance to speak.
"Weapons are hidden in the body, in the form, and in the movement."
Just when Taoist Shuangwei opened his lips and wanted to speak, he saw the man in yellow shirt holding out his head and hitting him like a madman, followed by another sound of bones breaking. I thought, Shuangwei The Taoist's head fell back, and the Taoist crown on his head fell to the ground, and the Taoist bun fell apart. His hair was as messy as the yellow-shirted gangster in front of him.
"If you use your body as a front, your whole body can be used as a blade."
Ye Dangting stood leaning over, dragging the purple-robed Taoist's right arm with his left hand to prevent the purple-robed Taoist from falling to the ground, and then used the legs of the chair to lift Shuangwei Taoist's still intact left arm, holding both hands With a sudden force, he pulled up the purple robe, and then swept out and kicked Taoist Shuangwei in the left arm. "Crack——" The sound of bone cracking was no weaker than before, as if he directly hit Taoist Shuangwei. The entire arm seemed useless.
Just like that, Taoist Shuangwei fell to the ground like a ball of flesh. The people in Taoist robes ran down and looked at the man in yellow clothes warily in the rain. No one dared to take a step forward. The onlookers saw The blood splattered on the spot and people began to panic. Some people lost the cooling talisman and stayed away from the place. Others took advantage of the chaos and picked up the yellow paper talisman that had been stepped on many times before starting to move away.
When the woman who was shouting earlier saw this scene, she hugged the child and slid to the ground against the edge of the stage. The child in her arms whimpered louder. She didn't know what she should do. The noise coming from her arms made her sad. She became even more panicked and uneasy. In her eyes, the man in yellow shirt seemed like a fierce ghost who wanted to kill him.
"Don't cry!! Why are you crying? Why are you crying? It's not because of you that I work so hard, and it's not because I raised you and your incompetent father. Why can you cry..." The woman She began to growl and complain at the child in her arms, with blood in her eyes, and her voice was sharp and full of fear.
While cursing the child in her arms, she watched vigilantly to see if the man in yellow would notice her. As soon as she raised her head, she met Ye Dangting's eyes. At this moment, it was as if someone had grabbed her neck. The feeling of suffocation surged up from her abdomen. The rain fell on the woman's face and the face of the child in her arms. She wanted to get up and run away with those people, but the coldness from the rain prevented her from moving.
"This... this uncle, I'm sorry, it was my fault... I didn't dare to slander the uncle and Mr. Ling before. Please let me go... let me and my child go." ! I should never have said what I said before." The woman began to sob and begged the yellow-robed ghost in her eyes to spare her. When she saw that the other party did not respond at all, she suddenly thought of the child in her arms and secretly thought that this might be a way to survive. the only way.
When she talked about her child, she didn't look at the child in her arms carefully at all. She let the child cry and cry on the bed soaked by the rain. Even when she said to let her child go, her eyes were filled with the thoughts of a coward. He showed how to survive, and then kept repeating to let her and her child go.
"That's enough... I won't delay going home any longer. My shop closes very early." Lin Manliu was really upset when he saw this scene, so he said again.
"I know, I know, why are you disciplining me?" Ye Dangting threw away the chair leg and turned around to follow Lin Manliu.
After the two of them walked away, the Taoist priests in the Star Viewing City hurriedly surrounded them, trying to help Taoist Shuangwei who had turned into a puddle of flesh on the ground. Before they touched the sleeves of their uncle, they had already walked out for a while. Ye Dangting, who was far away, spoke up again: "When one of you wakes up, let him do less of these things that harm the people of this area in the future, and also give your temple master a reminder."
Everyone who heard this froze, and no one dared to make any move. The one who stepped forward first to help him wanted to convey these words to his uncle.
The woman who fell down in front of the stage was a little confused with the child in her arms. Did she escape this disaster? She looked down at the child in her arms. The rain had already soaked the bedding. The child's whimpering was much quieter than before, but it seemed less angry. Her eyes when she looked at the child suddenly became fierce. I screamed in my heart that it was all your fault. If it weren't for you and your incompetent father, why would I be in this situation.
She raised her hand to throw the child directly to the ground, but then slowly took it back. The woman thought that she would have to rely on you to beg money from that damn man's house. Then she picked up the child and prepared to leave this place. Before leaving, she She forgot to pick up some cooling charms that no one had time to pick up, and stuffed them between her chest and abdomen. After picking up some, she found that the Taoists were looking at her resentfully, and she hurriedly ran away.
"If it hadn't been for that woman, my uncle would have been injured by that person. Otherwise, I would have captured that woman and beaten her up, brothers, to relieve their anger," a Taoist priest said.
"I think it's okay, and the baby in her arms was crying so loudly just now. Let's see if I can find a roof for him to hang on for a few days. Will he still have the strength to cry?" Another person spoke up in support.
"Ahem..." Just when someone wanted to continue to echo, the purple-robed Taoist on the ground coughed, and the rainwater sank into his throat, choking Taoist Shuangwei so much that he couldn't continue to cough, and the whole person began to sob. stand up.
"Uncle Master, Uncle Master..." Seeing the purple-robed Taoist speak out, everyone hurriedly called "Uncle Master" and began to show their courtesy, scrambling to help Taoist Shuangwei who fell on the ground.
