By the way, when you hold this herb detoxification pill in your mouth, a cool breath will hit your nose, which is ten times better than dried mint leaves.
"Huhuhu..."
The sinister wind blew the will-o'-the-wisp into the temple, and then, a woman in red and two green-faced men appeared, making a gesture of deep resentment, really looking like a ghost.
Seeing that the three of them were fascinated, Li Gui simply stopped pretending and smiled coldly with an arrogant expression:
"I thought he was so powerful that he could kill a tiger, but I didn't know that he was just a loser."
A dagger came out of the sleeve of the woman in red, and she said to the two green-faced men beside her, "You guys stay guard at the door while I go search them."
Then he walked up to the three of them, took a casual look, and kicked Jiang Yun away: "You look like a pauper at first sight."
She knelt down next to Song Che first, pinched his chin, and caressed his face playfully, "He is quite handsome, but he doesn't know that he is not rich enough."
She put her hand into Song Che's chest and started groping it without any politeness at all. She didn't look like someone searching for money, but more like someone taking advantage of sex.
Song Che was really itchy from his touch, so he opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed her wrist, and said with a smile: "If you keep touching her like this, I'm afraid you will be in trouble tonight."
"you--"
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Jiang Yun stood up from the ground like a carp, drew his sword and was about to stab, the woman in red reacted quickly, broke away from Song Che and retreated outside, at the same time she exclaimed:
"These people are cheating! Kill them!"
The two green-faced men guarding the door each took out a short knife from their arms and shouted to kill the three people.
"Things that don't overestimate their own capabilities!"
Jiang Yun scolded him and cut a sword energy across the hall. Before the green-faced man could get closer, he cut him in half with a "pop" sound.
"Ah ah ah... I want you to pay for your life!" The woman looked ferocious, her feet lifted off the ground again, she transformed into a red-clothed ghost, and flew towards her.
"You are as skilled as an insect, but you dare to do the same thing!"
Jiang Yun didn't know when he had an extra copper coin in his hand. He flicked it towards the head of the red-clothed ghost and heard a "whoosh" sound. The silk thread hanging on the back of the female ghost's neck broke and then fell from the air.
Jiang Yun lunged with his sword and stabbed the red-clothed devil to the core. Then he rushed out the door and shouted:
"Everyone, get in here!"
Within a moment, two living people pretending to be "black and white impermanence" crawled into the temple, knelt in front of Jiang Yun and kowtowed to beg for mercy:
"My hero, please spare my life, my hero, please spare your life..."
"! Why are you here pretending to be a ghost and harming others!" Jiang Yun asked in a loud voice.
Bai Wuchang said in a trembling voice: "It's a robbery..."
"Are you afraid it's not just about robbing money?" Song Che stepped forward and asked, "If you really want to rob money, why do you choose a mass grave that is taboo to everyone and haunt it at night? The efficiency of such a robbery is probably three times Fishing and drying the net."
"Heroes, we really don't know... We are just actors in a rural troupe. We thought the money came too slowly, so we followed others to make money. If you ask the one in red, she may know more. , we...we are really just helping pull strings and running errands!"
Looking at their frightened looks, it certainly doesn't look like they were lying.
Song Che went to check the breath of the female ghost in red again. She was already dead. Hero Jiang had drawn his sword too quickly.
"Then you killed these swordsmen too? Where are their horses and money?" Jiang Yun asked.
"It's kept in the charity village behind the temple."
"Uh-huh!"
Seal the throat with one sword, leaving no one behind.
Song Che wanted to stop him but was too late, so he could only sigh: "Brother Jiang, in fact, living people are sometimes more valuable than dead people."
Jiang Yun took pity on the bloody beads on his sword and returned it to its sheath: "These people have done many evil things. Even if they are sent to the government, they will not be able to escape the ghost-headed guillotine. It is better to let me kill them and let them die happily."
In the charity village behind the temple, there were indeed six horses and more than one hundred and thirty taels of silver tied up. After everyone is dead, these things will naturally have to be "confiscated".
The three of them dug a hole overnight and buried the bodies of the six swordsmen. As for the pretenders, they threw them into the mass graves at will. Since they liked pretending to be ghosts so much, they became real ghosts, and they were finally finished. wish.
With horses and money, and a few bags of good wine, the three of them lit a bonfire, warming themselves from the rain while eating meat and drinking freely.
"By the way, Brother Jiang, your martial arts skills are so strong that you can get a panacea just by rubbing it. I wonder where you come from?" Song Che asked curiously.
Jiang Yun said: "When I came out of the valley, my master told me not to reveal my details to others at will - but since we are so familiar with each other, it would be unloyal to hide it from you anymore,"
He paused and then said boldly: "I come from Kunwu Mountain, Nangu!"
He originally thought that the two of them would be shocked when they heard this, but Song Che and Liao Heng looked at each other. They were not from the world, how could they have heard about the affairs of the world?
He coughed twice in embarrassment and waved his hand, "Nangu is known as the 'Hidden Immortal of the World'. Some people in the world have never heard of it. It is normal for you secular people not to know."
Regardless of the size of the sect, Jiang Yun's superb martial arts skills are real. Song Che rubbed his hands and asked with a smile: "Brother Jiang, I have had a martial arts dream since I was a child. I wonder...does your Nangu still accept disciples? Even if it is a foreigner. "Room disciples, registered disciples are also school"
"You?" Jiang Yun is an outspoken person and does not hide the disgust in his eyes, "You are weak and old, so it is better to be a businessman. Practicing martial arts is very hard."
Song Che was somewhat disappointed. Originally, he thought that with his musket and electric baton in hand, he could walk around the world, but the reality was not enough in front of these masters, so he still refused to give up:
"Then how about you teach me one and a half moves to strengthen my body and defend myself on a daily basis?"
Jiang Yun still shook his head: "Of course not, the inheritance threshold of Nangu is very high, and only by becoming the 'Lord of Nangu' can you open the door and accept disciples;
With my master's immortal spirit, it is not a problem to live for another seventy or eighty years, not to mention that I have a senior brother above me. Even if the old master abdicates, the person who will succeed the valley master will be his senior brother, and it will not be my turn at all;
Furthermore, Master Nangu will only accept two apprentices in his life, and they must be martial arts wizards who are rare to see in a century. Anyway, our generation is full. If you really want to pass on martial arts, when my senior brother becomes the master of the valley, and when you have a son in the future, I will sell you a favor and help you recommend him. "
This is all related to the son's generation. Is this a matter of the Year of the Monkey?
Song Che gave up the idea and said bitterly: "Given my husband and I, we probably won't be able to produce martial arts geniuses, so let's forget it..."
"You're already married!"
Liao Heng and Jiang Yun were surprised at the same time.
Song Che raised his eyebrows. Although it was a passive marriage, at his age, in ancient times, wouldn't it be normal to get married?
Jiang Yun shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity. I thought, we got a sum of money, and when we get to the county town tomorrow, we can go to a brothel to drink wine. You, a man with a family, you are not worthy of it."
I do not deserve?
When I was hugging you left and right in the red building, you didn't know where you were playing with your balls!
Of course, Song Che would not understand this, lest they become jealous.
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