There is an inn on the top floor of Linghua City.
Japer sat by the window and looked at Jia Baoyu below, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
Yesterday, Jia Po told Jia Baoyu that the Rongguo Palace was in danger of being destroyed at any time, and also told Jia Baoyu that as long as he lured out the monks and Taoists, the lives of the innocent people in the Rongguo Palace could be saved.
This is not because Japer wants to save the Rongguo Palace, but because he needs to use the Rongguo Palace to lure out other arrangements that may be hidden in the Taixu illusion.
As long as these golden hairpins are alive, they will not be able to return to the void. As time goes by, Jing Huan will discover anomalies and will definitely use other hidden methods or send people down to the lower realms again.
And Jia Baoyu and other golden hairpins are the bait to lure Taixu into the illusion.
As long as the backhand of Taixu Illusion or the people from Taixu Illusion appear again, they will definitely look for Jia Baoyu and his twelve golden hairpins immediately.
On the street outside an inn, Jia Baoyu, dressed as a beggar, sat on the ground and looked around nervously.
Yesterday he promised Japer to bring out the monk and Taoist for him, but he was extremely conflicted in his heart.
He knew that the two monks and Taoists were here to save him. If it hadn't been for Japer yesterday, as long as the monks and Taoists showed up today, he would have left without hesitation with the two monks and Taoists.
But in the end, Jia Baoyu remembered Jia Mu's love for him, his own father, and his mother. He finally chose the Rongguo Palace, and he could only say sorry to the monks and Taoists.
Moreover, he also vaguely felt that Seng Dao was very important to Jia Po. If he really escaped with Seng Dao, Jia Po would really destroy the Rongguo Palace with his own hands.
There was a tea stall not far from the inn, and an old couple looked at Jia Baoyu calmly.
They were the transformations of the leprous monk and the lame Taoist. Two days ago, Jiapo asked the black-robed man to contact the monk and Taoist to take away Jia Baoyu, but the two of them felt the crisis of death. If it weren't for Jia Baoyu, Baoyu was too important and they all wanted to escape directly.
"It's strange that there is nothing unusual around the waiter Shenying, but why does Pindao deduced that it is a sign of great misfortune." The lame Taoist dressed as an old man glanced around Jia Baoyu and said to the old woman beside him with a frown.
"The poor monk has observed that there are ordinary mortals around him, but there is no extraordinary power at all. What's going on!" The eyes of the old woman transformed by the scabby monk were also full of doubts.
As for whether the men in black robes tricked them, they had never thought about it.
"No matter what, Shenying's waiter is right in front of us. Let's be careful and flee immediately if something goes wrong."
"Yes, the matter between the Twelve Golden Hairpins and Shenying's Attendant is related to luck and merit. No matter how great the danger is, we must try it."
There is a saying that the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.
Opportunities often come with dangers. How could they not know this despite their years of practicing Taoism?
The monk and Taoist looked at each other and stood up, put down the copper coins, and pretended to be an old couple, supporting each other and walking towards Jia Baoyu.
While walking, watch your surroundings vigilantly to prevent sudden dangers.
How did they know that Jia Po didn't make any arrangements around Jia Baoyu at all.
Ordinary soldiers and horses are useless against these so-called immortal gods.
Each of his personal guards is powerful, but each one is full of murderous aura. If they appear around Jia Baoyu, the common people will avoid them, let alone the monks and Taoists. .
Outside an inn, Jia Baoyu was still sitting on the ground in a beggar's attire, shivering from the cold, looking around nervously. The people passing by saw how pitiful he was, and many of them broke bowls and put some food in front of him.
Soon an old couple appeared in Jia Baoyu's sight. The old couple walked very slowly, but looked around from time to time.
The people who came were the scabby monk and the lame Taoist who had transformed into an old couple. When they walked to Jia Baoyu, they saw Jia Baoyu looking around nervously. They felt strange, but considering that Jia Baoyu was a Daxing prisoner, they thought Jia Baoyu I was worried about being caught and taken back, so I was relieved.
The old woman who transformed into a scabby monk looked at Jia Baoyu with a smile and said:
"Brother, I and my wife are a little tired from the journey. Can you please rest here?" They had no choice. The closer they got to Jia Baoyu, the stronger the sense of crisis became. It seemed that a giant beast was staring at them. They did not dare to act rashly, so they could only approach Jia Baoyu first to find an opportunity to take Jia Baoyu away.
Looking at the old couple in front of him, Jia Baoyu remembered that Jia Po told him about the transformation method of the monk and the monk, but he was not sure whether it was the transformation of the monk and the monk, so he forced himself to calm down and said: "You two Please do as you like! It's time for me to leave too!" He picked up the broken bowl and stood up, pretending to leave.
The monk and Taoist's eyes lit up when they heard this. They quickly took Jia Baoyu's hand and said with a smile: "Where are you going, little brother? Let's see if we are traveling together and we can take care of you."
When Jia Baoyu saw that her hand was being held, she quickly began to struggle, but she didn't expect that she couldn't get away from the old woman, and her heart suddenly started to beat wildly.
He could see it very clearly. The old couple had to support each other when walking before. Now he tried his best but couldn't break away the hands holding his. He didn't know which monk was coming from him. He suppressed his fear and shouted: "You... What's the point of this old woman, why are you pulling me!"
Seeing Jia Baoyu shouting, the lame Taoist's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly took Jia Baoyu's other hand and wanted to run away.
"call out!"
"call out!"
But he didn't expect that two piercing sounds with endless murderous intent came from the top floor of the inn opposite.
The monk and Taoist suddenly felt the hairs on their hair stand on end, and a sense of danger of death spread throughout their bodies. They ignored Jia Baoyu at the moment and quickly let go and used their magic power to activate the magic weapon to protect their whole body.
"puff!"
"puff!"
What the two of them didn't expect was that the protective magic weapon was of no use at all and instantly shattered, their bodies were pierced, and they were carried backwards by a huge force.
"Boom!"
The two monks and Taoists directly smashed a big hole in the wall behind them under the huge force, and dust suddenly flew everywhere.
"Cough cough cough."
In the dust, the coughs of the scabby monk and the lame Taoist could be heard.
At this time, Japer also appeared in front of the two of them. He looked at the lame Taoist and the scabby monk with cold eyes and spoke coldly.
"Hmph! Life is really tough, even if you don't die."
In fact, Jia Po had already noticed the scabby monk and the lame Taoist when they appeared in front of Jia Baoyu, but he was not sure if it was the scabby monk and the lame Taoist. He was afraid of accidentally injuring innocent people, so he did not take action immediately.
Until Jia Baoyu shouted loudly, Jia Po quickly threw the blood drinking knife and blood fighting gun at them with all his strength.
At this time, the two monks and Taoists dragged their seriously injured bodies out and supported each other. They looked at Japer with fear in his eyes.
Both of them had cold sweat streaming from their foreheads and their lips were white. They were obviously seriously injured.
At this time, the lame Taoist had a blood-drinking knife inserted into his abdomen, dripping with blood. The scabby monk had a bloody battle gun stuck in his chest and was even more unsteady on his feet.
The lame Taoist forced himself to speak weakly from his injuries and asked.
"Who are you and why are you attacking us!
Looking at the miserable monks and Taoists, Japer's eyes were still cold, without any emotion, and he said in a cold voice: "You just killed five personal guards not long ago, and you forgot so quickly?"
