When he saw such a battle, the owner of the shop trembled in his heart, and said with a smile: "Oh, sir, don't be angry. Go buy it now! Go buy it now! At the foot of Nanhua Tianye Fairy's Family Mountain, it's better not to see blood. ah."
Hearing these words, the sword-carrying man snorted coldly, lifted up his clothes and sat on the outermost table and chair. He looked around the tea shed and became a little wary when he saw Bai Jun's extraordinary demeanor.
The shopkeeper took out a bunch of small coins from his waist bag and handed it to Ermao, and asked: "Go and pack your raincoat and go to Lao Niutou's house in Pingqiao Town, the nearest place, to buy a pound of braised pork, and then go to Qian Sangui Get a pot of fragrant wine from there. Go back quickly and be careful on the road."
Er Mao could only nod his head when he heard this, found his coir raincoat and headed out in the rain.
At this time, Bai Jun suddenly said: "It's raining so heavily, it's getting late, and it's inconvenient to come back and forth. Even if you buy it, it's already soaked in water and you can't eat it, so forget it."
Er Mao paused, looked at Bai Jun and then at the shop owner, not daring to look at the man carrying the sword, waiting for the next step.
"Who are you? Do you dare to interfere in my affairs?" The man with the sword behind his back turned his sharp eyes hidden in his long hair and stared at him, revealing a cold chill.
The shop owner's hands tightened in his sleeves, but he didn't make any sound after all.
"It doesn't matter who I am, but trouble is coming for you now."
Bai Jin picked up the tea cup in a hurry. Even the rough ceramic cup looked like a precious porcelain in his hands. The faint smell of tea floated in front of him, and his face was not clear in the white mist.
"Huh, trouble?" The man with the sword behind his back smiled disdainfully. Just as he was about to say something, footsteps came from the rain outside the tea shed. His face turned cold. How could he catch up so quickly? "
The shopkeeper was frightened by the approaching footsteps outside the tea shed. He was not a fool to plan in the mountains, otherwise he would not have lived to be over forty years old. This situation was obviously a martial arts dispute, nothing more than vendettas, treasures, and secret books. He had no intention of getting involved, but he was afraid it was too late.
The sky gradually darkened, and the green mountains in the rain looked like giant beasts. Occasionally, the beasts roared and roared, adding a bit of fear to the mountains.
In the heavy rain, a group of masked men in black surrounded the tea shed, hiding in the darkness and lurking with murderous intent. Even Er Mao in the tea shed realized that there was something terrible outside. He nervously pulled the shopkeeper's sleeves and whispered. Said: "Dong...Dong, why don't we run away quickly?
The shopkeeper shook his head. Although there was fear on his face, he was still somewhat clear-headed. "If we leave the tea shed at this time, we will die. We can't go out."
"Ah? What should I do?" Er Mao said anxiously: "Then, boss, you can run away, and I will lure those people away from you. You still have relatives at home. Anyway, I will die alone and no one will care about me."
The shop owner was touched for a moment. He didn't expect that the dying man he had taken in was now willing to give up his life for him.
The man carrying the sword ignored the two men, only lowered his head and pulled off his walking shirt, tore off the coarse cloth strips, and slowly wrapped it around his waist.
The shopkeeper looked at the indifferent man with the sword and Bai Jun, who was so calm and calm. After hesitating for a moment, he pulled Ermao past the man with the sword and walked to Bai Jun. He knelt down with a thud and held up his hands. All the money in the waist bag, including the one or two grains of silver given to him before.
"The villain has blind eyes, and dared to accept the noble man's money after eating the heart of a bear. Now I will give it back in full. I hope that the noble man will be kind, take pity on us two, and show us a way out!"
When Er Mao heard the shopkeeper's words, he also knelt down and kowtowed silently. He didn't know how to speak and could only express it with his own actions.
Seeing this scene, the man with the sword behind his back sneered: "There's no need to beg him. He's just a helpless scholar. It's better to beg for yourself than to beg for others."
The shop owner didn't get up. He still raised his hands respectfully above his head. In his hands was the money he had worked hard for all day.
A drop of rainwater fell from the cracks in the grass of the tea shed onto the table, splashing out a few drops of water. Bai Jun slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, with a faint smile on his lips, "Take the money back, see outside the tea shed Is that a green pine? Go and stand under the tree without taking a step out."
The shopkeeper was overjoyed when he heard this. He kowtowed a few times and said, "Thank you, noble man! Thank you, noble man, for your great kindness!"
"Haha, go ahead."
The shop owner hurriedly thanked him again and stood up, pulling Er Mao, who looked confused, into the heavy rain without any hesitation.
The pouring rain wet their clothes. It was indeed a bit cold with the wind and rain at night, but the shopkeeper still closed his clothes and walked into the night. He saw the cold light flashing in the dark in the rainy night. His steps softened and he still Good Ermao helped him up.
The two people supported him and walked to the foot of a green pine ten feet away from the tea shed. They leaned against the tree to avoid the wind and rain as much as possible.
In the darkness, someone asked: "Sir, do you want to kill these two people?"
"Don't act rashly. Don't do anything before the order comes. It's better to wait until Yu Xianzhi is killed before silencing him."
"Yes, sir!"
The rainy night slowly deepened, and Bai Jin, who had been sitting from dusk until late at night, found that the tea on the table had already gone cold. He put down the tea cup and closed his eyes to rest.
The murderous intention in the darkness in the rain, the cold man with a sword beside him, and the two shopkeepers shivering under the ancient pine trees not far away all fell into Bai Jun's heart.
It’s not that he is pretending to be profound and insists on letting the two shopkeepers suffer this crime, nor is it that he wants to wait for the man named Yu Xianzhi who is carrying a sword to die before he comes to rescue him. What he wants to do here is definitely not to do anything casually. It's such a small thing, otherwise why would you need to come in person?
What he wants to do is to change his destiny!
Bai Jun looked at the three black, red and green lights above the heads of several people. If he didn't come tonight, the shop owner and Er Mao would die under the sword of the man in black, and Yu Xianzhi would also be palmed by the Wuxian Alliance. He was ordered to kill him under the old pine tree, cut off his head, and dispose of his body.
But he came, and this was the first time Bai Jun had predicted the future and changed his fate against the will of heaven. Regarding the fate of mortals, he can calculate the fate of life and death based on luck and luck. The closer the time is, the more accurate the result will be. If it happens decades later, Bai Yan can't calculate anything that can be guaranteed.
This is the manifestation of his divine power in the long river of time and the blessing of divine power and incense. Changing one's fate against the will of heaven, even if it is the fate of a mortal ant, is destiny. If it is to be changed artificially, it cannot be done without great supernatural power and a high price.
Bai Jun couldn't directly kill these people and take away the martial arts genius Yu Xianzhi, otherwise his calamity energy would just be suppressed, and the backlash of the calamity energy after being suppressed would be even more terrifying.
There is a big difference between changing one's fate against the will of heaven and avoiding death and extending one's life.
What he has to do is to let Yu Xianzhi survive this calamity, and then the calamity can be eliminated invisible before it can be used.
"Tick tock~"
A drop of rain fell on the cup that Bai Zhen had put down, causing a shallow ripple of water in the cup. It was midnight.
"Woooooo~"
Layers of mist suddenly rose in the heavy rain, and a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling came, which made people feel a little nervous in this lonely night.
"Wow wow wow~"
There was a sound of children crying, followed by a strange and loud sound of suona, pieces of yellow paper money fell from the air, two pairs of people, one black and one white, each holding a soul stick and a rope, and there were Soul-calling flags fluttering in the air.
In the center of the two groups of people, there was a strange paper horse, with a person sitting on the horse. In the group on the left sat a terrifying man dressed in white with a face as white as snow, holding a long token in his arms.
In the group on the right sat a man dressed in black with a face as black as coal. He also held a token in his arms. The two tokens each read: "Calling Souls" and "Seizing Souls".
Such strange figures frightened the shopkeeper Jia and Er Mao so much that their faces turned pale and their whole bodies trembled. They didn't even dare to raise their heads to look. They could only cover their eyes and murmur in their hearts the blessings of various gods.
As soon as the two teams arrived, the man in black who was hiding in the dark immediately appeared, knelt down in front of the two commanders, and the leader said: "Go down to the hall and pay homage to the two commanders!"
"Well, the people in the lower hall are finally doing things reliably." The spirit summoner, whose face was as white as a ghost and whose fingernails were as long as white onions, let out a weird laugh that was neither male nor female.
"Now that we have arrived, let's take action quickly! After all, this is the territory of Emperor Nanhua, and the elders in our alliance are all afraid of this place." The black-clothed and dark-skinned ghost man in charge of the Soul Seizing Order said in a thick voice.
"Yes, yes, Yu Xianzhi, I am here, why don't you come out and die quickly! The White Ghost Palm Commander used a high-pitched voice to laugh wildly, which made people feel sick in their hearts.
Yu Xianzhi stood up, looked at him with disdain and said: "A monster that is neither human nor ghost is worthy of taking my life?"
"Bold! Yu Xianzhi, I planned to keep your body intact because we were from the same sect. I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful! Die!"
The palm commander in white shouted angrily, stretched out his extremely long and slender ghost claws, and a shadow flew into the night sky and shot towards him.
Yu Xianzhi suddenly pulled out the long sword behind him, and the dazzling white light shone on everyone's faces. A sword shadow faster than lightning shattered the white ghost claws and slashed into the large group of people.
The white-clothed palm finally reacted at the last moment before the sword shadow reached his neck. His eyes widened, and two dark white ghost lights hit the sword shadow, causing the sword shadow to dissipate.
Although this move was resolved, the commander in white clothes did not dare to be careless. He just said coldly from a distance: "Yu Xianzhi, I admit that you are indeed extremely talented. I was not as good as you in the sect back then, but now our sect The sect has been destroyed, and all the martial arts circles in the world belong to the Immortal Alliance of Martial Arts. If you secretly steal the secret book and rebel against the Immortal Alliance, you will definitely die.
Now, I have surpassed the level of a first-class master. Even if you are extremely talented, you are still a first-class player in your weak years. What big waves can you make?
Your drawing of the sword is much faster. This sword is the sharp edge you have accumulated all night, right? What power can there be after this first sword-drawing gesture?
Yu Xianzhi didn't say anything. It was obvious that he was still satisfied with the other party's talk, secretly trying his best to accumulate strength, and procrastinated: "It was in vain that the master praised you for your ability to advance and retreat, your heart is wise, and you can take charge of the sect. I didn't expect you to be in charge of the sect now." But you have turned into such a monster, neither human nor ghost! I wonder if you feel guilty for the passing of your master?"
"You! Looking for death!" The palm user in white took action in anger. This time, he used both hands, and his ten fingertips suddenly shot out ten white lights flying into the sky to stab Yu Xianzhi.
Bai Yan was amazed. This man himself was only a top-notch master of irrigation, but after combining the blessing of witch patterns and strange techniques, he had the strength of a cultivator in the lower realm. In the eyes of people in the martial arts world, it is the realm of a martial arts master. However, this kind of master is far inferior to a real martial arts master. Moreover, his body will undergo various changes, and his realm can only stay here throughout his life.
Those ten ghost nails containing evil spirits sealed all Yu Xian's escape routes, driving like nails into his limbs, head, heart, Dantian and other important parts.
Yu Xianzhi instantly drew out a sword again. The sword came out of its sheath and returned to its sheath, making it difficult to see its true appearance. But the sharp cold light struck out again, shattering six rays of white light in succession. The remaining four rays of white light shot into his hands and feet, causing his face to turn pale and he fell to the ground unsteadily.
The commander in white clothes sneered: "How can a first-rate trash like you be able to withstand the master's realm? If you are hit by the Yin evil finger of this palm commander, you will definitely not survive for half an hour, but now your internal energy is blocked by the Yin evil. You will die like an ant! If you can beg me, I might consider leaving your body intact and not torturing you anymore."
Yu Xianzhi was covered in cold sweat, and his limbs were in pain. His eyes tightened, and he glared angrily: "Even if I turn into a ghost after my death, I will never let you go!"
The commander in black who was watching the show laughed when he heard this and said: "It just so happens that we are the ones who specialize in collecting the ghosts. Do you still want to turn into a ghost? I'm afraid you won't even have this chance."
"Go and cut off his head!" the black-clothed palm envoy ordered, and then said: "Changes will happen if it is too late. Please understand this matter quickly so that we can go back and deliver the report."
"Yes!" A man in black walked up to Yu Xianzhi, who was still struggling, raised his long knife and slashed.
At this time, a long laugh came, "Oh? What kind of ghost dares to come to your mother to act wild?"
A flash of green light suddenly appeared in the night sky, and a fox walked upright through the clouds and mist. With a sweep of its fluffy tail, it flew away the man in black. Then it picked up the paralyzed Yu Xianzhi, looked at it for a moment, and then said: "This guy looks good. Let's take him back to fill the house."
"Are you... one of the fox immortals under Emperor Nanhua?" The black-clothed palm commander looked at her fearfully.
Yes, your aunt and I are the Qing Shisanniang of the Fox Immortal Sect under Emperor Nanhua. How dare you, these inhuman monsters, run wild in the borders of our mountain? "
The green fox was like a human being, standing upright on his feet and stroking his short hair, with dissatisfaction in his eyes.
The white-clothed palm commander raised his voice and said: "I am one of the seventy-two palm commanders of the Great Jin Martial Arts Immortal Alliance. Anyone with a fifth-level official position will respect me! Even the city god of a county will obey my command when he sees this palm commander. You can't do that. How dare a mountain fox demon hinder our Martial Arts Immortal Alliance?"
Qing Shisanniang said disapprovingly: "What kind of Martial Arts Immortal Alliance? There is only the Divine Sovereign's decree in the Nanhua Emperor's territory. You don't care what a dog Tao Immortal Alliance you are!"
