That night, Daochang Zhao was disappointed again. After all, Lao Yue still couldn't carry the two sisters to warm his bed, let alone use Hehuan San to make them happy.
The 30th day of the sixth lunar month.
The five people then went south. According to the speed of the horses, they would arrive in Emei tomorrow and reach Muchuan in less than one day.
The two sisters, Biyu and Birou, had dark circles under their eyes early in the morning. They didn't know whether they were worried about Lao Yue's death or because they couldn't warm the bed and were so frustrated that they couldn't fall asleep.
Lao Yue joked: "Could it be that the two female dolls are in love with each other?"
The two women rolled their eyes mercilessly: "Who asked your old man to threaten us yesterday!"
"What's the difference between us, Daochang Zhao? We have the same stature, appearance, and strength. Only you two can know this after trying it."
"..."
No one answered, and they were used to this rough guy talking dirty words.
Near noon, he met a group of Jianghu people. Hu Hai briefly greeted Lao Yue. In the afternoon, he met a group of people pursuing revenge from Wolong Villa. Taoist priest Zhao of the Little Grand Master Realm did not take any action and gave guidance to the four of them in actual combat.
But they were so happy that the level of vision of the Grandmaster was naturally better than that of the Little Grandmaster, and any casual advice could have a magical effect of enlightenment.
"Taoist Priest, are you trying to get closer to the two girls so you gave me some pointers to Lao Hu?"
"how do I say this?"
"Because you just kept staring at the butts of two female dolls!"
"If I stare at you two, wouldn't I be a pervert?"
"..."
It is shameful to say that these people have been fighting bandits for nearly half a month, but they have nothing. They have a lot of horses and weapons, but it is inconvenient to carry them. The money is also spent along the way. When they meet poor farmers, they generously help in emergencies, and finally put some money in their pockets. Not really.
So Daochang Zhao has been thinking about something recently, how do those people who travel around the world live? Can I have enough food and clothing for three meals and four seasons?
A few of them dug bandits' dens along the way and barely wiped them out by beating up the unruly people. Could it be that they were all just eating and drinking like the people in Situ Jianzhuang a few days ago?
Finally, with the confirmation of Hu Hai and Lao Yue, we came to the conclusion that it is common for people in the world to eat and drink, and it is also common for them to earn reward money when government or local announcements are posted. It is better to be a rich family like Li Zhanyi. The guest is even more at ease.
However, the world is cruel, with overt and covert competition and ten years of constant fighting.
That afternoon, several people were ambushed in a canyon thirty kilometers away from Emei. There were dozens of ambushes with bows and arrows, hidden weapons, flying stones and poisonous nets. For a young master, they were in dire straits. However, they were lucky to have a grandmaster with them.
Taoist Zhao held Hu Hai's long sword and executed an unparalleled sword strike in the canyon. With this sword, he slashed out nearly a thousand sword energy, spreading dozens of feet throughout the canyon, leaving sword marks several meters deep.
All the carefully arranged assassination weapons in the canyon were destroyed by overwhelming force, and the sword energy in the aftermath even killed dozens of assassins hiding in the jungle.
The four accompanying companions were so shocked that they couldn't calm down for a long time. They all knew that the realm of the white-faced Taoist priest had improved again, which was still a big improvement.
"Taoist Priest, Lao Yue wants to say a word, is that okay?"
"you say."
"You are really perverted!"
"..."
After clearing the obstacles, we then entered into a boring journey of suppressing bandits. In the first few days, it was still fresh, but as time went by, it became clear that the bandits were mostly warriors who knew a few things. Before the robbery, they were arrogant and domineering and wanted to go to heaven. It's really boring to cut and then panic in seconds.
During this period, Li Zhanyi sent a message to explain the situation on the eastern front. Several people there arrived at the Jiagu River through all obstacles. They were located between Emei and the Leshan Giant Buddha Temple. Unfortunately, they were surrounded by three masters.
Several people sighed after watching it. Three masters took action at the same time. How difficult is it to deal with this? Although I was not familiar with the group of people on the Eastern Front, they were all working towards the same goal, so I was still worried about them.
However, few people knew that a greater danger was approaching step by step.
The two of them have gained a lot of limelight in the arena and the court recently, and many people in the arena want to witness the excellence of the heroes.
The heroes on the eastern front are fighting hard with the three masters, and Daochang Zhao and his team on the western front are experiencing boring suppression of bandits.
In the middle of the afternoon, Zhao Zhengli and others from the Western Front approached Qiliping. This place is less than twenty miles away from Mount Emei. If nothing happens, they will be there at noon tomorrow. I don't know if the old master Situ has left after reminiscing about the past.
Late in the evening, we rested at the Guandao Inn. There were many Jianghu people here, and Daochang Zhao and his party listened to various stories about people traveling from north to south.
The topic I heard the most about them in recent days was about a person who was said to have incredible skills, blowing each of them to the realm of a grand master. His ability was even more like that of an existence that could turn over the clouds and destroy the world. He also said that Shu County Mamoru has been scared away...
The key point is that the nose has eyes. If a few people were not involved, I would probably believe it.
The inn was very quiet that night. The clouds in the sky covered the stars and the moon. The wind blew in the middle of the night, and it was obvious that a heavy rain was coming.
Around Hai hour, heavy rain pours down, washing away the heat of summer. Such a day is very suitable for sleeping.
On the official road, a figure wearing a raincoat, a bamboo hat, and a walking stick slowly walked towards the inn. The rain and mud were splashing, but his legs and feet could not enter. The official road was full of mud, and not a drop of it was on his feet.
Such an abnormal scene is difficult to understand. The man came to the inn and slowly knocked on the door with a cane.
The waiter at the inn opened it slowly, and a hoarse voice came from under the bamboo hat: "A first-class guest room, and three kilograms of soju."
The waiter replied: "Old woman, there is no room!"
"Then let's get three kilograms of soju!"
"But it's closed!"
"Bang!"
The crutch under the raincoat directly pushed the waiter out of the door, and he rolled down into the mud and was soaked by the rain.
"Long-winded!"
The old woman in coir raincoat pushed the door open and walked in with a cane in her hand without looking back.
At this moment, the waiter in the shop stood up in a state of embarrassment, covered in mud: "How can you, an old bitch, hurt someone and not follow the rules of the king? There are rules in the world, right?"
The man entered the store without paying any attention, then walked directly to the counter and opened the wine jar. With his skinny hands, he took out the wine gourd fastened to his waist and roughly pressed it into the wine jar to drink.
When the waiter entered the store and saw this scene, he immediately yelled: "Boss, someone stole the wine!"
The noise downstairs alarmed the entire inn, and the owner and his wife jumped down the stairs. The couple were in their forties. Seeing the old woman in coir raincoats and bamboo hats, she was calm and composed. The couple saw countless people while walking around the world, and their intuition told that this person was not Simple.
So he handed it over carefully according to the rules of the world: "Why did this senior break into the shop late at night?"
The man turned around to reveal his old, shriveled face. His face was wrinkled and messy, and his nose and eyes could not be distinguished. She still poured wine into the wine vat calmly: "The old woman was entrusted by someone to teach a few young people who have no eyesight. Let’s ask for a bottle of wine.”
"There are dozens of restaurants and inns in Guandao, why did you choose mine?"
The old woman put away the full wine bottle, stamped her cane on the ground, and said to herself in a hoarse voice: "Because they also chose your inn."
After hearing this, the couple looked towards the people who had woken up on the stairs. The old woman also raised her bamboo hat and looked at a few of them with her dull and dull eyes.
The crowd of onlookers were all frightened by the old woman's eyes. Zhao Zhengli suddenly felt something bad, and saw endless killing intent in those turbid eyes.
Lao Yue and others also noticed that something was wrong, and the five of them looked at each other in alarm.
The old woman's raincoat trembled, and she heard "swish, swish, swish!" Several centipedes broke through the air and faced Zhao Zhengli and the others, injecting true energy very quickly.
Daochang Zhao struck out a palm to block it, but it was of no avail. He was injected with zhenqi, which caused several centipedes to directly penetrate the palm. Fortunately, most of the zhenqi was reduced when they penetrated the palm.
Hu Hai and other Jianghu people each held weapons and shot down the centipede. Unfortunately, the centipede, which was cut in half by the sword, emitted a "squeaking" black mist that spread on the crowded stairs.
"Not good! It's poisonous."
"Poison technique, this old witch is a descendant of Nanzhao."
Everyone covered their mouths and noses and hurriedly avoided the black fog. At this moment, the old woman in coir raincoat spotted Zhao Zhengli and several others and threw poison from the air. She murmured hoarsely: "I don't want to be an enemy of your country. I only blame you for ruining my old woman's return to the country." .”
The old woman's terrifying Qi and frightening Gu worms frightened everyone present. Even Zhao Zhengli, who was at the Grandmaster level, was incapable of doing anything.
Lao Yue and the others took a few puffs of poisonous gas in embarrassment: "Your Nanzhao Kingdom was destroyed by Dali Kingdom, what does it have to do with Qing Kingdom?"
"After the Emperor of Qing put down the rebellion, he started to cut down the vassal vassal before his butt was even hot, and broke the contract between the old woman and Liu Yuanji. Is it so difficult that it doesn't matter?"
"What does this have to do with me and other Jianghu people?"
"Your current situation is against Governor Liu, so Jiedushi has no intention of sending troops to attack Dali Kingdom. It will naturally be difficult for Nanzhao Kingdom to recover."
"Then do you know the miserable situation of the people in Shu?"
"What does this have to do with the old woman? Unless you guarantee that the next governor and governor will be willing to lead troops to attack Dali."
"..."
Who can guarantee this?
Seeing no one answered, the old woman also got angry: "You know the secret. In this case, don't blame the old woman for being ruthless."
After saying that, murderous intent appeared on her old and withered face, her skinny palms flashed in the air, and her true energy was like a wave of waves, devastating everyone.
"Big, great master!"
"This old witch is a great master!"
The whole crowd screamed in despair.
Daochang Zhao struck out with all his strength, and then fled through the window with the four of them. The witch was obviously coming towards him and the others. If Zhao Zhengli had a chance to escape, the remaining four would die tragically on the spot.
It was raining heavily outside the inn, and the muddy official road was dark. Suddenly, there was no time to get the horses, and the five people galloped towards Emei.
Zhao Zhengli pressed the acupoints of the people who had taken the poison to suppress them, and then dragged the four of them away with all their strength.
At the end of the rainy night, the figure with a walking stick and a straw raincoat slowly followed. She was the old woman from the Nanzhao Kingdom who was chasing after her.
Zhao Zhengli escaped with four people, but his speed was obviously hindered. Hu Hai broke away and said: "Taoist Master, you did not abandon us in times of crisis. I, Hu Hai, admire you and thank you for taking care of me along the way. You go first, Lao Hu Duan will follow."
After saying that, Hu Hai forcibly unlocked the acupuncture points and showed his last smile to the four people with his sword. The rain poured down his whole body. It was no longer clear whether the rain was too cold or the poison had taken effect, making his lips and cheeks pale and weak.
Then Lao Yue also broke away: "Taoist Master, I, Lao Yue, came here for the money. But after spending more than half a month with the Taoist Priest, I realized that it is hard to buy a friend like the Taoist Priest. Lao Yue has never been able to reach the level of a master in this life. I'm counting on it, let alone seeking revenge from the Grand Master. You and the two girls are still young and capable of cultivating higher. If you remember that there was a foot-picking big man walking with you, you can avenge me."
After saying that, he also forcibly opened the acupuncture points. His face, which was soaked by the rain, was as pale as paper. He held the stick and tried his best to smile.
Zhao Zhengli had no time to react to the sudden change, and the only thing left was the downpour of rain hitting the stunned faces of several people.
"Lao Yue, Lao Hu, come back quickly, you promised to find a warm bed for me but you haven't done it yet!"
Zhao Zhengli roared and stepped forward, trying to grab the two of them, but they turned back with all their strength to meet the old woman who was chasing behind them.
Three black figures fought together in the dark night, swinging iron rods and swords in the heavy rain.
The strength of the two sides is greatly different. They are like mantises using their arms as a cart. They fly upside down before they get up. Blood is spilled on the rainy night. Then they get up again and wave their swords and sticks, shouting: "Quickly, let's go."
Zhao Zhengli's throat was so choked that it became hoarse, and his eyes felt extremely sore. He grabbed the two sisters who were in Lihua and Daiyu and ran away as fast as possible.
The two of them have experienced the tragedy of sectarian extermination, and now their companions are sacrificing themselves to delay time. No matter how strong their hearts are, they are still heartbroken, which deepens the seeds of hatred.
In the master state, he ran away with all his strength and almost flew close to the ground. The weeds, stone tops, and water were like frightened birds flying over.
However, the pursuer is in the realm of a grand master, a stage where he is almost in resonance with the Tao. His mind power can penetrate hundreds of feet, and his body shape can move according to his heart.
The seemingly careless pursuit was actually as fast as lightning. Even though Zhao Zhengli and the two of them tried their best, they could only barely reach the pace of her unhurried pursuit. If there was no burden, he might still be alive. If the old woman pursued with all her strength, she would almost be able to catch up. Arriving in a blink of an eye.
The old woman chased after her and praised: "Tsk, tsk, at such a young age, he is already a middle-grade master or above. It is really rare. It seems that the Qingcheng sect has been hiding very deep these years!"
After nearly a quarter of an hour of trying to escape, the group of people were approaching Mount Emei. Zhao Zhengli threw the two sisters into the jungle at a corner: "I'll wait a while, you two, hurry up to Mount Emei."
"Taoist Master, hold on."
The two women, whose tears had not yet been wiped away, knew that they could not help if they stayed, so they ran towards the top of the mountain with all their strength to call for reinforcements without stopping.
Taoist Zhao, who lost all scruples, turned around and rushed towards the old woman, his eyes a little crazy: "Let me meet the so-called great master for a while."
There are two more thin swords in his hands, which are the weapons of Jasper and Birou.
