In order to keep all the enemies behind, Taoist Lin had been stalling for time. Hearing Tian Zhengong's shouts, Taoist Lin no longer had any scruples and immediately turned from defense to attack. His pace changed, he went straight in, swung his fly whisk, and entangled Zhong directly. A-Geng's right wrist turned to raise his arm and strike with his elbow, knocking Zhong A-Gien away and grabbing the scimitar from his hand.
Seeing the leader staggering back, the minions around him immediately swarmed up, trying to entangle Daoist Lin and buy Zhong Ageng some time to recover and breathe.
How could Taoist Lin be merciful? He moved his bow left and right, striking at vital points and sealing his throat with his sword.
At this time, the bandits who besieged Li Zhongyong and others had not yet discovered that the situation in the other battle group had reversed, and were still besieging Li Zhongyong and others with all their strength. Batulu was originally his number one general, but he was unable to participate in the battle due to poisoning and paralysis. Li Zhongyong and Chen Liqiu's support was already very hard. After Chen Liqiu was injured, his defense became even more reluctant. The two of them were stretched thin and full of flaws.
After the monkey fell from the tree, Changsheng hurriedly moved to its body and pulled out the short arrow stuck in the monkey's head. However, he had never used a crossbow before, so he just had the short arrow in his hand. , but don’t know how to string the arrow.
In his busy schedule, Li Zhongyong found Chang Sheng eagerly fiddling with the crossbow. He guessed that he couldn't string the crossbow. He swung his sword to force a few people back and then quickly turned around and pointed out, "There is a groove at the end of the arrow. When the string is jammed, pull back."
With Li Zhongyong's advice, Chang Sheng finally found a way to wind the string. However, what he didn't expect was that the tendons used in the crossbow were so tough that he couldn't pull them open with one hand. In desperation, he couldn't care less, so he held back his left arm. In severe pain, he drew the bow with both hands. He broke out in a cold sweat from the pain and finally loaded the short arrow.
Due to the large number of bandits gathered around them, both Li Zhongyong and Chen Liqiu were outnumbered. Seeing that Chen Liqiu's situation became more critical, Chang Sheng could not think more and aimed at the bandits who rushed towards Chen Liqiu.
Because the arrow was fired too hastily and was not accurate, the arrow did not hit the enemy's vital point, but hit the man's thigh. The bandit was hurt by the arrow and retreated shouting.
Although the crossbows were still there, but without the short arrows, Changsheng could no longer help. He could only look around anxiously to observe the battle situation on the west side.
At this time, Taoist Lin had the upper hand. After killing several bandits, the remaining minions no longer dared to step forward rashly. The enemy chief Zhong Agen became so angry that he snatched the scimitars of the two minions and screamed at Xuan Wu. Like a madman.
Because the machetes used by the caravan were of a very strange style, Taoist Lin was not used to using them, so he abandoned the swords and used a whisk to evade the strong points and deal with Zhong Agen's attacks.
At this moment, the gangsters who were shouting and shouting outside Zhong Agen were suddenly attacked. Due to the unclear light, the specific details could not be seen, but they just fell to the ground in pain and shouted, but no one was seen who took action. They must have been attacked. A sneak attack with a hidden weapon.
The screams and shouts of the minions disturbed Zhong Agen who was rushing to attack, and he instinctively turned around to look around. Taoist Lin saw the right moment, spun up, and swept his fly whisk straight in front of Zhong Agen.
Zhong Agen couldn't dodge, and his head and face were swept by the whisk. Although the whisk was a soft ponytail, it was very tough. Under the stimulation of Lin Daozhang's spiritual energy, it was like a sharp silk knife, leaving ten marks on Zhong Agen's face. There are small traces of blood remaining.
If he had only hurt his face, Zhong Ageng would never have let out a shrill scream. Looking at him covering his eyes while screaming, he must have been blinded by the whisk.
It no longer mattered whether Zhong Agen's eyes were hurt, because the moment he dropped the knife to cover his eyes, his fate was already doomed. Lin Taoist saw the right moment, poured his spiritual energy into his right palm, and shot Zhong Agen Baihuitian. spirit.
Taoist Master Lin's palm was filled with spiritual energy, and its power was astonishing. Zhong Agen was hit hard, wailed, and staggered back. The sky spirit collapsed, and he could not live.
Just when Changsheng was secretly rejoicing for Taoist Lin that he had killed the enemy chief, an accident suddenly happened. Countless pieces of white light flew out from Zhong Ageng's body. Within a radius of five feet, up, down, left, and right, they were enveloped in that white light. under.
Because the accident happened so suddenly, Taoist Lin was unprepared. When he saw the white light coming, he could no longer escape. At the critical moment, he could only raise his hands urgently to protect his head and face.
A group of gangsters around Zhong Ajie were also affected by the white light at the same time as Daozhang Lin. There was no doubt that those tiny white lights were hidden weapons. The gangsters who were hit by the hidden weapons all screamed and wailed in pain.
It was not until this moment that the bandits who besieged Li Zhongyong and Chen Liqiu discovered what had happened to the battle group on the west side. Seeing the death of their leader, they suddenly lost all fighting spirit, stopped in panic, and fled in all directions.
Seeing the enemies scattered, Taoist Lin did not bother to check his injuries. He rushed towards the enemies and ordered in a deep voice, "Leave them alone."
Hearing Taoist Priest Lin's words, Li Zhongyong and Chen Liqiu could not take a breath, and followed behind them with weapons in hand. The one who had previously used hidden weapons to attack the caravan was the old Sita Mayumi. Since no one had ever heard of him before, he was immortal. He didn't know that she could use hidden weapons. This was the first time he saw Tian Zhenyong use a hidden weapon, but he didn't know what kind of hidden weapon Tian Zhenyong used because the light was dim and he couldn't see clearly.
In order to get rid of Daochang Lin and others, the remnants of the caravan panicked and fled.
Daochang Lin could only chase after Li Zhongyong and others separately.
When fleeing for their lives, the bandits no longer cared about holding torches and threw them away to avoid becoming the target of public criticism.
Once the torch was extinguished, Chang Sheng could not see the surrounding situation. He did not know martial arts and could not be of much help. He could only stay under the tree and guard Batulu.
Just when the surroundings gradually fell into silence, a corpse that was lying on the ground suddenly moved. It was not a struggle or a weak support, but it suddenly stood up and rushed straight towards the wooden box not far away.
After a brief moment of astonishment, Chang Sheng understood the reason. The caravan bandit was not injured and died, but was greedy for life and feared death. He deliberately fell to the ground and pretended to be dead. At this time, when he saw Taoist priest Lin and others leaving, he thought he had an opportunity, so he crawled out. He got up and wanted to steal the secret book in the wooden box.
Batulu also noticed this man's actions and was extremely anxious. He desperately wanted to get up and stop him, but his limbs were paralyzed and he was unable to get up at all. He could only make vague shouts.
The bandit who pretended to be dead ignored the two people under the tree and ran straight to the wooden box, looking for the lock of the wooden box and trying to open the wooden box.
Changsheng knew that Tian Zhengong had set up formations around him according to Taoist Master Lin's instructions. As long as the formations were there, everyone in the formation would not be able to escape. However, the increasingly distant sounds of pursuit made him doubt the formations set up by Tian Zhengong. The method did not take effect. At this time, the farthest shout was already a hundred feet away. Judging from the time Tian Zhengong left before, she had no time to set up the formation from a hundred feet away in such a short time.
At this time, Chang Sheng was still holding the crossbow in his hand, but he had no arrows, but no short arrows. Just when he was trying to pick up the scimitar that the bandit left on the ground, he suddenly thought of his own There is also a short arrow stuck in his left shoulder.
At this time, the bandit had already opened the wooden box, took off his shirt, and eagerly took out the ancient books and bamboo slips wrapped in the wooden box.
Without thinking too much, Changsheng raised his right hand and held the short arrow inserted in his left shoulder.
He wanted to grit his teeth and pull it out directly, but he underestimated the severe pain it would cause. Let alone pulling it out, just holding the short arrow made him tremble and break out in cold sweat.
Changsheng didn't know the shape of the arrow, nor how deep it was inserted, but he knew one thing. At this time, Daochang Lin and others had already gone far, and even when they heard his call, there was no time to turn back, let alone himself. Once he calls out, the bandit is likely to come over and kill him and Batulu. If he wants to kill this person, he can only use arrows and crossbows.
The bandit wrapped a pocket full of secret books in his clothes, turned around and ran south. Seeing this, Changsheng knew that he could not wait any longer. After taking a deep breath, he clenched the short arrow and gritted his teeth to pull it out.
Chang Sheng knew that pulling out the short arrow would definitely cause severe pain, but he did not expect that after the short arrow was pulled out, blood would rush out from the wound, and at the same time, his strength would rapidly weaken.
Seeing the bandit running further and further away, Chang Sheng still dared to hesitate. He gritted his teeth and pulled the string with both hands. He exerted such force that it not only caused severe pain, but also caused blood to spurt out from the wound.
The string of the crossbow was already tough. Even if Changsheng had never been injured, it was not easy to pull it open. This time, he had to use all his strength to pull the string into place, jamming the short arrow.
The massive blood loss caused stars to pop out in front of his eyes. After he stood up, he felt dizzy and dizzy. He took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down. Finally, he shot a short arrow before he collapsed.
When the bandit fell to the ground wailing, Changsheng also fell. He did not faint. He noticed that blood was gushing out of his left arm, so he tried in vain to cover it with his hands, but the wound left by the short arrow was deep and large. , how his grip could stop the bleeding.
After lying down for a moment, Changsheng insisted on climbing back under the tree. Batulu saw everything he did. Suffering from paralysis of his limbs, he could not praise and praise, so he could only whine and nod with all his strength.
Seeing that the bleeding in his left arm was not stopping, Chang Sheng was determined to bandage it. However, the injured area was on his left shoulder. Not to mention that there were no ready-made cloth strips. Even if there were, he could not wrap it himself. In order to preserve his strength, he could only sit quietly under the tree. , waiting for Lin Daozhang and others to come back.
Not long after, Li Zhongyong came back with Chen Liqiu on his arm. When he saw that the wooden box was opened, Li Zhongyong was shocked. It wasn't until Chang Sheng explained what happened in a feeble manner that Li Zhongyong felt relieved and hurriedly found the golden sore medicine from the wooden box. Apply medicine and bandages to him and Chen Liqiu.
After a while, Taoist priest Lin Daozhang and Tian Mayumi returned.
After listening to Li Zhongyong's account, Lin Daochang cast an appreciative look at Changsheng and ordered Tian Zhenyong to light a bonfire.
There were many torches left by the enemies nearby. Tian Zhenyong collected the torches and relit them. While he was busy, he felt guilty and self-blame. He only thought that he was stupid by nature, not good at learning, and the formations he deployed were very flawed.
Hearing Tian Zhengong's words, Changsheng knew that he had guessed correctly. The formation that Tian Zhengong had deployed before really didn't work.
After the bonfire was lit, Taoist Lin untied his clothes. As Taoist Lin's back was turned to him, Changsheng could not see Taoist Lin's injuries, but judging from Li Zhongyong's frown, Taoist Lin must have been injured, and what he suffered The injury undoubtedly came from the tiny white light emitted from Zhong Ageng's body before he died.
Li Zhongyong carried many dexterous tools with him, and he took out a few and used the firelight to help Taoist Lin pull out those hidden weapons that looked like nothing more than feathers.
"Master, although these hidden weapons are white, they seem to have been tempered with poison." Li Zhongyong was worried.
Taoist priest Lin shook his head slowly, "Don't worry."
"Fourth, search the barbarian's body for the antidote." Li Zhongyong said to Mayumi Tian.
Tian Zhengong agreed, turned around and walked towards Zhong Ajie's body.
Changsheng couldn't get up and couldn't help, but he was very worried. He had seen clearly before that those hidden weapons were not fired by Zhong Agen on his own initiative, but when Zhong Agen was injured and on the verge of death. It shows that those hidden weapons are a means for Zhong Ageng and his enemies to die together. Since they die together, it is unlikely that there is an antidote left.
After the inspection, Tian Zhengong found several porcelain bottles and some bamboo tubes from Zhong Agen's body. Taoist Lin smelled and identified them one by one, found one among them and handed it to Tian Zhengong, "This is the antidote for Buddleia. Take it." Go and submit to the boss.”
Tian Zhenyong took the antidote and walked towards Batulu.
"Master, take them all out, there are thirteen in total." Li Zhongyong raised his hand to wipe the sweat.
Taoist priest Lin nodded, closed his shirt, poured out a pill from one of the porcelain bottles, raised his head and drank it.
After the dust settled, everyone relaxed. Although Chen Liqiu was injured, he did not lose his energy. He pointed at the dead monkey and said with a smile, "Lao Wu was still careful. He didn't even let the monkey go. This time, the news will not leak out."
"Third brother, how many people have you killed in total?" Changsheng asked.
"Not even the thief chieftain, not one of the twenty-six people slipped through the net." Chen Liqiu said casually.
Changsheng frowned when he heard this, "Twenty-six people?"
"It is true that there are twenty-six people. I have counted them and all the bodies are there." Chen Liqiu said.
"Twenty-six people, I secretly counted them before." Tian Zhengong said.
Changsheng shook his head weakly, "No, it's not twenty-six people, it's twenty-seven people. One of them is standing behind the big poplar tree on the west side. The position is hidden and difficult to see..."
