Three days later, Puguang Temple.
A group of people came down the mountain wearing well-dressed and dusty clothes. Each of them held a single sword. There were about twenty people in number. Their aura was ruthless. They must be people who have been licking blood from their swords all year round. The leader was a A strong man in his thirties, different from these people, he carries a long sword.
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At this time, there were people standing outside Puguang Temple. They were sitting or lying down. There were lone warriors and small groups walking together. They all came to participate in the crusade meeting held by Jinlun Dharma King.
Puguang Temple is the only way to pass through Zhongnan Mountain. When you come here, you can't help but ask for a glass of water from the temple, or stay overnight to rest.
However, there were too many people coming in these days, which exceeded the reception capacity of Puguang Temple, so many people could only stand outside the temple to rest and wait for the monks to bring water and meals.
Seeing that another person was coming up the mountain, and the scale was quite large, the group of people outside the temple all raised their eyes to look at the person coming, and secretly guessed which family they belonged to.
The man holding a sword in one hand glanced at the group of people dressed in different clothes outside the temple, frowned slightly, said nothing, and led them straight to an open space.
His behavior naturally attracted the attention of some people, who all stared at the group. The atmosphere was a bit strange, and many people lowered their voices and spoke carefully.
The man sat on the ground, still holding the long sword in his hand. The group of strong men behind him also kept their weapons in hand. I guess they were all "old men", so they were experienced when they were out and about.
After a while, a black-faced man walked up to the leader with a knife and whispered: "Boss, tell me, will Uncle Dongzhang come?"
Tightening the long sword in his hand, the middle-aged man said solemnly: "Yes, with his temperament he will definitely come."
"Yes." Nodding, the black-faced man looked a little excited, and even the others were inexplicably excited.
This group of people came from Lujiazhuang, Dashengguan, and the leader was Lu Guanying. After hearing the news, without saying a word, he brought the most brave and skilled 'ruthless man' in the gang to help Dongzhang.
He is the leader of the largest gang in the local area, and there will naturally be no shortage of heroes who can fight and kill under his command. Although his skills are not high, his ruthlessness is not comparable to that of ordinary tourists.
What they usually do is killing people and stealing goods, which is not a good thing.
And this group of people had personally seen Dongzhang's character in Lujiazhuang that day. He was a man who didn't say many ruthless words, was young, and was terrifyingly strong. As soon as he appeared on the scene, this group of gangsters who licked blood from the edge of their swords felt uncomfortable. Impressed, they all vaguely regarded Dong Zhang as an 'idol'.
After all, gangsters believe in the supremacy of force, and Dongzhang is an easy-going person, not as high-minded as Wujue. He can talk to people of all religions, and he has a good relationship with Lu Guanying. He has naturally gained many supporters over time.
Originally, Lu Guanying had already made funeral arrangements when selecting people from within the gang. That is, everyone who came had to sign a death certificate. If they died unfortunately, the family would definitely receive a large sum of money to settle down. fee.
This was the announcement of the funeral, but as soon as the words came out, a group of people rushed to come, which was far beyond Lu Guanying's expectations.
Finally, through layers of selection, the twenty most capable ruthless men in the gang were selected.
Lu Yingluo originally wanted to follow her, but in the end he was beaten back by Lu Guanying. This was not for fun, but for fighting, and it was not something that a child like her could participate in. He also told his wife, Cheng Yaojia, to keep an eye on Lu Ying. After falling, the couple hurriedly exchanged a few words and then Lu Guanying took the people on the road.
Although Cheng Yaojia was scared, she didn't dare to say anything. Living together all year round, she had already figured out her husband's temperament.
Back then, Zhang Dong was able to go to White Camel Mountain to rescue Lu Yingluo at Lu Guanying's words. This kind of kindness went beyond the friendship between the two of them. It was really too great, and Lu Guanying had to repay it.
For him to be able to get along so well in the local area and have so many people following him, he must have something special about him, and that is his extreme sense of loyalty.
Along the way, Lu Guanying was actually prepared to die in Zhongnan Mountain. Although he did not want to leave his family behind, he had no hesitation because his father-in-law was his brother.
"Mr. Dongzhang, there is only so much I, Lu, can do. I hope everyone is safe and sound."
He knew that his strength was low and he couldn't help Dong Zhang much at all, but the sword had no eyes. In the melee, he only hoped to help Dong Zhang block a few blades, and he succeeded.
Staring at the aisle with people coming and going, Lu Guanying suddenly burst out with an evil spirit. He didn't know which of these people would be his enemies, and he didn't know which of them would eventually die under his sword. He only knew that he was Xing will definitely go on a killing spree. This is the momentum he used to fight in Taihu Lake in the past.
at the same time.
Nashi Villa also welcomed a group of mysterious people of great importance. They were all dressed in white and had stern expressions. The leader was none other than the owner of White Camel Villa, Xidu Ouyang Feng.
Hearing that Ouyang Feng was coming, King Jinlun, who was hiding behind the scenes, couldn't sit still and personally brought Xiaoxiangzi and Nimoxing out of the village to greet him.
Some Jianghu guests who heard the news also rushed to the village gate, hoping to witness the elegance of Wu Jue.
Outside the gate, there were lanterns and colorful decorations. Huo Dou and Dalba personally accompanied them, and Hou stood carefully in front of Ouyang Feng.
From time to time, I saw His Holiness walking quickly through the hall, laughing and saying, "What a rare visitor! Mr. Ouyang, please come in quickly."
Although Ouyang Feng looked down on this Tibetan monk from the bottom of his heart, he was on his own land now, so he must give him some face. He nodded: "Master, I haven't seen him for a long time."
Still looking a little arrogant, a group of people squeezed out of the door and couldn't help but look out. This noisy scene made Ouyang Feng frown slightly.
The Dharma King understood immediately, and while inviting Ouyang Feng into the village, he signaled to Huo Dou to disperse the crowd.
Opening the stainless steel fan with a snap, Huo Du raised his hands high: "Everyone, please disperse. Xiao Wang has prepared good wine and food in the living room. We must get drunk today!"
"Hahahahahaha! Okay! The master's house is really open and bright." A group of people immediately booed.
In fact, in the past half month, Nashi Villa has provided good wine and food to this group of people every day. The scale is much larger than the original Lujiazhuang. After all, it has the support of the army, and Kublai Khan is footing the bill behind it. Lun Dharma King is naturally confident and generous.
But there are still some people who don't buy Huo Dou's blame at all, and still stand in front of the door and watch Ouyang Feng and his party. These are evil heretics. They are not as conscious and polite as the group of righteous people who came to the hero banquet in Dashengguan. This group of people is unruly and unruly. If you get used to it, you can't control it at all. Each one of them doesn't think it's a big deal.
Stepping onto the steps, Ouyang Feng glanced at a middle-aged swordsman with the most provocative eyes, and suddenly let out a cold snort: "Kill him."
As soon as the words came out, a white shadow immediately flashed out of the crowd, flew up the stone steps in two steps and stabbed the man's throat with a sword.
Startled by this sudden attack, the swordsman didn't even have time to draw his sword, and the long sword was already close to his body.
But he was not slow to react. He pulled away and immediately reached out to hold the handle of the knife on his back. But before he could pull out the long knife, he suddenly felt the world spinning and the scenery in his eyes flying rapidly. Suddenly he saw a body The headless corpse stood in its place.
The clothes looked familiar, and the swordsman immediately realized that it was him.
With one sword strike, the swordsman was killed by the shadow guard for no apparent reason. The scene suddenly fell into silence, and you could hear a needle drop.
Some people were obviously frightened, but more people were excited. They licked their lips and laughed. Seeing blood made them even more excited.
Ouyang Feng didn't blink, and without even looking at the swordsman, he walked straight into the village, followed closely by Yang Guo and others. However, seeing that their expressions were dull and they turned a blind eye to the dead man, Ouyang Feng said casually: "Master, I killed a little mouse. You probably don't mind."
Jin Lun Dharma King's eyes twitched slightly, and he smiled dryly and said: "It's not a problem."
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