A dozen fast horses galloped.
Water splashed under the horse's hooves. The man on the horse had a sinister look on his face. He was wearing a raincoat and carrying various weapons. The sound of the horse's hooves broke the tranquility of the Wangjiaji...
These dozen people are famous horse thieves wanted by the state government. They are all very skilled in martial arts and have been doing evil for many years, but the government can do nothing.
The government police officers are not good at martial arts, and the horse thieves never mess with the masters. Although the monks can easily kill these ruthless bandits, no one is willing to waste precious practice time on mere horse thieves. If you have that time, you might as well find some elixirs to increase your cultivation. So much so that horse thieves and thieves took advantage of the loopholes and escaped for many years.
The leader was a bald man with a scarred face. He was not afraid of the rain as he galloped in the wind and rain. He led a dozen of his men straight to Wangjiaji.
There was a demon in Wangjiaji, but the government kept silent and the sect ignored it. Recently, they were pushed too hard by the government and suddenly they had the idea to find a good place to hide from the limelight. They didn't believe that the demon would stay in Wangjiaji forever.
Low-level monsters are not very powerful in combat. Martial arts masters can kill monsters. Powerful monsters will not stay in the Central Plains to wait for death. Almost all monsters that have matured will go to the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the Southern Wilderness. Those who stay in the Central Plains will They are just little demons who have just transformed.
The big demon just happened to pass by Wangjiaji and took this opportunity to hide for a few days to avoid the limelight.
On the hillside, the ditch leader who was maintaining the irrigation canal saw someone entering the village.
"Horse thieves! Horse thieves have entered the village!"
If we talk about what ordinary people were afraid of in ancient times, officials and subordinates were the first, and bandits were second. Needless to say, the officials and subordinates who were first were those who were openly exploiting, and bandits were even more cruel. For example, locusts are raging, devouring everything, and even kidnapping young women up the mountain to destroy them, which makes the people hate them.
The ditch leader yelled at the top of his lungs, and the villagers who heard the commotion suddenly jumped up and down, crying and shouting in chaos.
But feet can't run faster than a horse. Before the villagers can go up the mountain, the horse thieves have already rushed into the village, laughing and driving the villagers away. If there are strong villagers with sticks, knives and forks, they will be hacked to death without saying a word.
The villagers of Wangjiaji lamented that they have had a series of bad luck recently. First, there were landslides and rivers flooding back, then a big monster appeared, gods fought, and now even horse thieves came to join in the fun.
It can only be said that the feng shui fortune of this place is all concentrated on the general who is about to die, so that the villagers lack support and have bad luck.
"Life is miserable... wu wu..."
I don't know which woman wailed, and the villagers were deeply moved and felt sad.
The bald leader of the horse thieves stood motionless on his horse, while the rest of the thieves laughed and searched for the young woman.
A thatched pavilion was built under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the small courtyard, and Bai Yujun calmly made an oil-paper umbrella.
Several women hid in the room and trembled. Zhang Wan wanted to ask Bai Yujun why he didn't help but didn't dare to ask. Experts have their own ideas. If an expert doesn't want to take action and ask, he is asking for trouble.
Two horse thieves passed by on horseback outside the courtyard wall and caught a glimpse of the woman working under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Immediately, she felt that God had taken care of her, as if she had fallen in love with the girl next door for the first time and even wanted to snatch the girl away. The idea of washing your hands and living a good life.
The two horse thieves looked at each other, jumped off their horses and rushed into the courtyard. According to the mafia rules, whoever grabs it first gets it.
Several women hiding in the house shouted.
The cry attracted the attention of the bald leader, and then he saw two of his men flying out of the courtyard...
In the courtyard, Bai Yujun rubbed his forehead.
I just used too much force and broke the wooden door. The new door has expired after a short period of time. I have to find someone to compensate!
The two thugs outside the door were stunned. They didn't understand why they flew out. They just rushed into the courtyard and felt like they were being gored by a bull. It was very strange.
"Boss! There are experts!"
The bald man cursed nonsense in his mind and waved to his men to gather towards the small courtyard.
When a group of old, rough and fierce thieves gathered in the small courtyard and took a look, they were shocked. They saw that the daughters of wealthy families or ladies they had robbed in the past were just a bunch of old green onions. They suddenly realized the true meaning of life. From then on, it was difficult for women to catch their eyes.
Bai Yujun, who was weaving an umbrella stand, frowned.
"You guys broke down the door. Please pay ten taels of silver."
The bald leader of the thieves just listened to the sounds of nature, and his heart was filled with relief. If his subordinates hadn't been knocked away for no reason before, he would have rushed forward immediately.
Scanning the courtyard, I saw only a few frightened women in the house.
"Whoever beat my brother, please come out and see him."
The bald man thought there was someone else and didn't think the girl was a master.
Hearing this, Bai Yujun looked around inexplicably and realized that the horse thief thought there was someone else. He didn't expect that our dignified snake demon was actually despised!
"Don't look at it. I was the one who hit you. Please settle the cost of repairing the door first. If you break anything, you have to pay for it. Don't you understand?"
A certain snake felt that his consciousness was very high now. Look, he started to reason when faced with unreasonable people. In the past, he would have to kill each one.
The bald man's eyes hardened and he no longer looked down upon. When he looked carefully, he saw that the girl had skin as smooth as grease and hands as jade, with a slender waist and a round waist. She didn't look like a master. She had no calluses and no weapons. Could it be that …
"Your Excellency is a monk?"
Upon hearing the word "monk", all the thieves who were originally obsessed with sex hurriedly retreated.
"No, pay for it."
Of course we are not monks, we are demons, snake demons.
Baldhead remained motionless and thought carefully. He was not a monk, but he also had unique skills. Should he try his best to defeat Capture or just leave? Not to mention the coveted beauty of this girl, since she is highly skilled in martial arts, there must be secret treasures. If she is captured, she can enjoy the beauty and obtain the secret treasures, which is a good deal!
"You reward my brother and you dare to ask for money? Let's see how sharp-tongued you are after I take you down!"
Bai Yujun was amazed, how did he know that our fangs are sharp?
"watch out!"
The bald man jumped up, holding a huge ghost-headed knife and struck hard at the white figure under the osmanthus tree...
The petite girl making an umbrella under the tree is cut down by a ferocious bandit with a knife. The scene is not much worse than burning a harp and boiling a crane, which greatly disfigures the scenery.
However, what surprised the thief was that the girl had no intention of evading, and did not even raise her head. She raised the knife to chop off the bald head, worried that the beauty might be injured and disfigured by the knife.
The knife fell.
Dang~!
The sword paused, and the onlookers were dumbfounded, and even the bald heads were in fear of death.
A small hand grasped the ghost-headed knife, and the blade could not hurt it at all. It was like the sound of gold and iron. Only at this moment did the thieves know that they had met a true master today.
"I said, pay for it."
With a click, the ghost head knife shattered.
The bald man could only see a blur in front of his eyes, and the severe pain in his chest flew out, but the money bag on his body fell into the hands of the girl...
Bai Yujun poured out the belongings in the money bag, and with a clank, a few gold bars came out. Well, not only can the door be replaced with a new one, but the house can also be rebuilt.
The bald man who was supported by his men was so anxious that he wanted to get back the money bag regardless of the danger. It contained all the property of a group of horse thieves!
"Ahem...give it back to me..."
"Okay, I won't grab anything."
Bai Yujun swung the empty money bag to the horse thief and focused on counting the gold bars. He completely forgot that there was a group of gangsters outside the door. The charm of gold was irresistible.
"You...ahem...go!"
The horse thief hurriedly mounted his horse and fled away from Wangjiaji. However, the bald boss kept coughing up blood and had half of a broken blade stuck in his chest...
Zhuquan Temple.
Old monk Huixian led small stones to stop leaks in the rain on the roof of the dilapidated hall.
The temple has been in disrepair for a long time. It is no longer as magnificent as it used to be and is popular with worshipers. Rain leaks from the roof of the main hall will damage the golden statue of the god, so an old man and a young man have to work hard to repair it.
Suddenly I saw a dozen fast horses coming up from the mountain!
"Disciple!"
"Why."
"Get down quickly! The horse thief is coming!"
The master and apprentice immediately lay down on the roof without moving. Huixian held him in his arms for fear that the pebbles would catch the rain and caught cold, and carefully peeked at the uninvited guests.
The terrain of the bamboo forest is gentle, and the mountain road to Zhuquan Temple is not difficult to walk. The group of horse thieves had to go into the forest for fear of being chased.
"There's a ruined temple ahead!"
The bald leader of the horse thieves felt that his whole body was cold and uncomfortable, and he urgently needed to find a place to pull out the fragments. He was lucky enough to find a ruined temple, which could protect him from wind and rain and make a fire for warmth.
The dozen horse thieves never thought that there were still people living in the ruined temple. It was just that the small temple was too run-down.
He got off his horse and helped the boss to walk towards the ruined temple.
On the roof, the old monk Huixian was secretly complaining. If a bad person enters the temple, he will find that there is still incense in the incense burner. Then the old and the young will not be able to escape. Alas, I can only hope that the horse thieves will not kill the family.
However, something unexpected happened...
The horse thief didn't know why there was only one wooden door left, and the other one was missing, so he didn't pay attention.
A horse thief helped the bald man to the door and prepared to enter. Maybe the bald man wanted to hold the wooden door steady, but he didn't want to stretch out his hand and pull down the heavy door...
That wooden door was used in the temple. Back then, the copper nails shone brightly with red paint, but now the luster was gone and only the thick wood was left. They just hit the bald head and knocked it to the ground.
Bang!
If it is smashed on weekdays, it will be smashed. People with high martial arts skills are not afraid at all.
The bad thing is that the bald boss still has a fragment of a ghost-headed sword stuck in his chest...
The broken blade was like a nail, and the heavy wooden door was like a hammer. With a slight smash, the broken blade was instantly nailed into the bald head's chest!
"Well……"
The bald head was exposed outside the door panel, his eyes were wide open and his whole body was tense. He just happened to see the statue of mercy in the dilapidated hall, and then he collapsed and exhaled his last breath, making no sound.
The group of horse thieves looked at each other.
Before, Bai Yujun didn't want to kill anyone to avoid scaring Zhang Wan's fetal energy. Who would have thought of God's will to trick people, and fled all the way to Zhuquan Temple to die inexplicably. It was drizzling, and all the horse thieves were silent. They were inexplicable when they encountered this strange thing. Panic, secretly wondering if he and others had done too many evil things and got retribution?
Click~
A small stone accidentally broke a tile.
Old monk Huixian hurriedly protected the small stone from being moved. He looked ugly. He didn't know whether he was worried about being discovered by the thief or because he was distressed because another tile was broken.
"Who! Who's there! Come out!"
The horse thief, who was frightened by the unexpected incident, drew out his sharp blade. Without looking at the boss who was gradually cooling down under the door panel, he stepped on the door panel and walked cautiously into the courtyard.
Suddenly, a foot-long cobra jumped out of the moss-covered wall and bit a horse thief!
"Snake... such a big snake...!"
The other horse thieves retreated in fear. The bitten horse thieves covered his neck and shook it a few times before falling down with a thud. Looking at it again, his face turned black, which showed how poisonous it was!
The horse thieves couldn't hold themselves any longer, so they mounted their horses in panic and ran away regardless of the slippery mountain road.
Huixian looked at the cobra and then at the miserable situation at the door.
"Alas, I have to repair the door..." I want to talk about "The New White Snake Asks the Immortal" with more like-minded people, "I want to talk about my favorite books with more book friends
