"Su Shaoxia, why don't you go back to the inn together?"
Ke Zhene faced Su Li and asked.
Lu Liding and his wife were worried that Li Mochou would come back, so they decided to take him with Ke Zhen'e and others first.
A group of people had already rushed to the inn, but Su Li stood there with a long sword in hand and did not move.
"Everyone, just go ahead. I'll stay and take a look, so that Li Mochou will not come back again!"
Su Li said.
Wu Santong wanted to say something else, but Ke Zhene said: "Don't worry, Su Shaoxia is very powerful in martial arts, and he can come and go easily against Li Mochou, so we don't have to worry."
Wu Santong nodded after hearing this, and after telling Su Li to be careful, he followed Ke Zhen'e and left Lujiazhuang, heading straight for the county town ahead.
Su Li held Yuan Hong in his hand and waited in Lujiazhuang for a long time, but there was still no trace of Jiumozhi. Su Li couldn't help but feel upset, and finally he simply gave up waiting.
After leaving a mark on Jiumozhi at the door, Su Li also left Lujiazhuang.
This sign was taught to Su Li by Jiumozhi. Jiumozhi was taking Duan Yu on the road. If the two of them got too close, Duan Yu would discover them. Therefore, Jiumozhi taught Suli their tantric communication. method.
I hope Jiumozhi can see this sign when he comes back!
Su Li couldn't help but feel worried. Although Jiumozhi's martial arts was good, it always gave Su Li a feeling that his brain was lacking.
Everywhere he goes, he is bound to cause trouble. Not long ago, Jiumozhi and Ouyang Feng started fighting.
I hope he won't run into Ouyang Feng again.
If the two of them fight and both lose, Suli will not be able to go over and help Jiumozhi heal his injuries.
Su Li raised his legs and rushed towards the county seat ahead.
At this moment, in Suli's target county, Jiumozhi was putting down the teacup in his hand.
He had eaten and drank enough.
Jiumozhi decided that he would not rest and rushed back to Wuxi overnight, where he would wait for Su Li.
Anyway, Su Li will definitely participate in the Apricot Grove Conference of the Beggar Clan.
The brief separation now is just for a better reunion in the future!
"Amitabha! Waiter, pay the bill!"
Jiumozhi shouted loudly, took out a piece of silver and threw it away: "No need to look for it!"
Jiumozhi puffed up his chest, he was the master of the Tubo Kingdom, how could he care about it?
"Master...Master, there are still thirty coins missing..."
The waiter in the shop looked embarrassed. He weighed the money that Jiumozhi threw out and walked over to Jiumozhi with a smile.
Jiumozhi looked extremely embarrassed, and took out a piece of broken silver from his arms: "I really don't have to look for it this time!"
The waiter in the shop was about to speak, but he heard a little girl crying from outside: "I want my mother! I want my mother!"
"If you scream again, I will kill you and your cousin!"
An old but energetic voice sounded.
"Even if you kill me, I still want my mother, and I still want my father!"
The little girl was still crying.
"That evil woman said she had already killed my parents, so you might as well kill me and let me reunite with my parents!"
Jiumozhi listened to the movement outside the door, rolled his eyes, and then shouted righteously and loudly, "What a kid! You kidnapped a young child in broad daylight!"
Jiumozhi said that and walked out quickly.
That figure was so majestic, and the waiter behind him was even more stunned, wishing he could give himself a slap in the face.
Such a chivalrous and kind-hearted master was actually considered by him to be a bastard who pretends to be a big-tailed wolf because he doesn't have enough money... This really shouldn't be the case!
Jiumozhi's voice just now was not too quiet, and the man outside the door stopped immediately.
Abducting young children... He was the only one on the whole street, accompanied by two children.
Isn't this about him or who he is?
Jiumozhi walked out of the door and immediately saw the two children in front of the door. There was another person following them.
He was an old man, wearing straight green clothes. Although his hair was disheveled, he looked like a scholar.
He held a jade flute in his right hand. Although he was old, there was no trace of turbidity in his eyes, and he was staring at the monk who walked out in front of him.
This old man is none other than Huang Yaoshi, who travels all over the world.
Huang Yaoshi was in a good mood. He traveled all over the world and arrived in Jiaxing.
In the Iron Gun Temple, they met Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang, who were placed in the ruined temple by Wu Santong.
Before he showed up, another woman rushed over in a panic. The woman called herself Li Mochou. When she saw Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang, she wanted to kill them. It was he who saved them from Li Mochou. out.
Huang Yaoshi took these two people out of the Iron Spear Temple and prepared to send them home.
Although Li Mochou said that he had killed Lu Wushuang's parents, Huang Yaoshi could tell at a glance that Li Mochou was lying.
But Lu Wushuang believed Li Mochou's words, and thought that Huang Yaoshi was just trying to comfort her when he said her parents were not dead, so he kept crying all the way, which made Huang Yaoshi feel upset!
"You're a monk, are you just talking about me?"
Huang Yaoshi was not in a good mood at first, but then he met a monk who said arrogantly that he was a disciple of Xiaoxiao...
"Amitabha! These two female donors have been crying and screaming. Don't tell the young monk that they followed you voluntarily!"
Jiumozhi said calmly. He is not usually a nosy person, but since he used this matter to escape from the inn, he must take care of it!
Huang Yaoshi exerted a slight force on his right hand. If it were Guo Jing, he might have explained it with a smile and said it was a misunderstanding, but Huang Yaoshi didn't!
"Then I want to see how you can help them seek justice!"
Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly and said.
Jiumozhi looked at Huang Yaoshi in front of him. He didn't know the other person's identity, he just thought that the other person was an ordinary old man.
He smiled disdainfully and took a step forward in an understatement. He was in front of Huang Yaoshi in the blink of an eye, and then stretched out his hand to pull Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang over.
"No wonder he's so arrogant, he has some ability!"
A flash of light flashed in Huang Yaoshi's eyes. Is this monk actually a master? !
Huang Yaoshi stretched out his fingers with his right hand and flicked it, with a soft hissing sound, and a thin stream of force shot out.
The hair on Jiumozhi's body stood up, and he quickly stopped his hand, then used Qing Kung Fu to retreat back, and there was a clicking sound from the bluestone slab below.
The bluestone slab broke into hundreds of pieces under the power of Huang Yaoshi's magical power.
Jiumozhi stood firm and looked at the old man in front of him, his eyes widened: "The technique is subtle and the force is as strong as a strong bow and crossbow! This is the magical power of a snap of the fingers! Are you the Medicine Master Dongxie Huang?!"
Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly: "Apart from me, where else have you ever seen someone who can achieve magical powers with just a snap of his fingers?"
The look of astonishment in Jiumozhi's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of great excitement.
Don't get me wrong, he is not a big fan of Huang Yaoshi. He had fought with Ouyang Feng before, and the fight was fierce. Guo Jing suddenly took action, and the two of them couldn't tell the winner!
Jiumozhi sighed sadly when he was eating just now, but he didn't expect that he would meet Huang Yaoshi again now? !
What good luck!
Wouldn't it be a shame not to fight him? !
At that moment, Jiumozhi provoked: "Yang Xiao, the bright left envoy of the Ming sect, is also good at a kind of hand kung fu. He named it the magical power of snapping fingers. Xie Yanke, the layman of Motianya Motian, also has a kind of hand kung fu called magical power of snapping fingers. ! I just don’t know which one of the three has the most exquisite magical power! I am not a talented young monk, but I am willing to learn about it one by one!"
Jiumozhi looked at Huang Yaoshi with burning eyes, and his inner strength suddenly released. Many pedestrians passing by were pushed aside, their bodies twisted, and they almost fell to the ground.
Huang Yaoshi took a step forward, put his hands behind his back, and blocked Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang behind him. The internal energy in his body also burst out, and the two sides were evenly matched.
Before Jiumozhi could feel complacent, he felt Huang Yaoshi's internal strength suddenly increase, and Jiumozhi's face turned extremely red.
"There is a rumor in the world that Medicine Master Dongxiehuang is over seventy years old. It is normal for such an age to have advanced skills! I just don't know what your moves are like?!"
Jiumozhi said solemnly, he is inferior to Nei Li, but he is not afraid of anyone in the competition of moves!
"What a monk! With such skill, which one of the Eight Great Ming Kings are you?"
Huang Yaoshi and Jiumozhi both withdrew their powers.
Jiumozhi's face turned even red after listening to Huang Yaoshi's words. The other seven Ming Kings are nothing!
How could he be qualified to compare with Jiumozhi?
"The young monk is the Tubo State Master, Maharaja Jiumozhi!"
Jiumozhi shouted loudly, and then stepped forward again. He wanted to fight Huang Yaoshi up close!
This old guy is old, his energy and blood are weak, and although his internal strength is strong, his physical strength is weak!
Although he is over fifty years old, compared to Huang Yaoshi, he is still in his prime!
"Well done!"
Huang Yaoshi was also delighted to see Jiumozhi attacking. He tapped Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang twice on the shoulders and used his inner strength to send them to the inn seats in front of him.
Then Huang Yaoshi suddenly pointed his toes and directly met Jiumozhi.
