The voice that had previously ordered people to open the temple door said rudely: "Are you two pig heads, and the swords in your hands are fire sticks? The temple door is locked, don't you know how to break it with a sword?"
There was a "thud, thud, thud" sound, and Ye Wumian saw from the gap in the tiles, a man and a woman, one tall and one short, wearing different styles of clothes. After breaking open the temple door, they reached forward with a sword in their right hand. Holding a torch in his left hand, he walked in with a wary expression.
The man and woman carefully explored the main hall, walked around behind the three statues, looked under the altar table, and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that no one was hiding.
Then they turned around and searched the left and right rooms.
They met in the main hall and walked out of the door. The men and women said in unison: "Look carefully, there is no one hiding in the main hall."
The man added: "The left side room is connected to a kitchen. Although the stove fire in the kitchen has become cold, the traces of the fire have not been erased. It seems that someone recently used the stove fire here."
The rough voice said: "Maybe it's just a temporary accommodation for pedestrians to use the fire, but it's not surprising! Everyone, please go inside first!"
Everyone dismounted one after another, tied up their horses, packed their luggage, and filed in.
Ye Wumian looked down from the top of the temple and saw that this group of people were wearing different styles of clothes. Although they called each other brothers and sisters, their clothes did not look like they were from the same sect.
The only similarity is that they all have swords on their waists, which shows that they all come from sword sects. The scabbards are not the same, they are not a standard.
"What's that big bag they're holding?"
Ye Wumian frowned and looked into the arms of these people.
Except for a fierce-looking man in the lead, the rest of the group, including the men and women who had come to explore the road before, were now holding a big bag.
Ye Wumian originally thought it was a clothes bag.
But it's just a bag of clothes to carry. There is no need to hold it carefully in your arms, as if you are afraid of being bumped. Every one of them is cherished like a treasure.
The vicious man took four torches and stuck them in the four corners of the main hall, and his vision suddenly became clear.
Ye Wumian could also clearly see the appearance of everyone. The appearance of this group of people was not outstanding, and few people could remember them at a glance.
There was only a ferocious man, but his ferocity was disgusting to watch, but it left a deep impression on Ye Wumian.
The lights are bright, but what are the bags in everyone's arms? Sleepless Night was very curious.
But I saw that they were all in the shape of long strips, tightly wrapped, and the cloth patterns were different, but without exception, they were all covered with a layer of gauze at the upper port, blocking people's sight.
Thinking without understanding, everyone entered the temple one after another. No more, no less, exactly ten people.
The vicious man ordered people to close the temple door and said: "First put all the goods in the main hall and place them along the wall. Then sit in a circle. Everyone will spend the night in the main hall tonight, and go back at dawn tomorrow." "
After everyone put away the bags and sat around, the man who opened the door earlier said respectfully: "May I ask Senior Brother Mi, where are we going back tomorrow?"
The vicious man, Senior Brother Mi, said calmly: "Of course I will return to the sect."
The male disciple hesitated and said: "But, Senior Brother Mi, when we came out this time, the goods we received were only 60% of the usual. Now that we are in a hurry to return to the sect, will Master or the old man blame us?"
"Haha, Junior Brother Ma." Senior Brother Mi had a playful smile on his face, "Have you learned how to use Master to suppress me?"
Junior Brother Ma hurriedly said he didn't dare.
Ye Wumian could see that a line of cold sweat broke out on this disciple's forehead. He was obviously very afraid of the vicious man, Senior Brother Mi.
Senior Brother Mi narrowed his eyes and explained patiently: "Yesterday, I received a message from Fei Ge. The sect next door took advantage of our vacancy and sent people to attack the mountain and killed more than thirty disciples. Master was furious after hearing the news and dragged I just rushed to the sect with my injured body in Changsha City. When this sect is being robbed, what else should we buy? If we don’t go back, the mountain gate will be taken away!"
The remaining seven or eight disciples were all speechless after hearing this, with different expressions on their faces. It was obvious that they all had their own plans in mind.
Senior Brother Mi looked around at everyone, sneered, and said: "Don't think that I don't know what some of you are thinking. Maybe in your heart, you are hoping that your sect, and even your master, will be destroyed in this catastrophe. It’s better if you do it, so that you can get rid of the control of the master and the master, so Jinpen can quit.”
Before anyone could react, he suddenly looked at a thin man with a stern face and shouted: "Junior Brother Sun, please tell me, have my words touched your heart?"
Junior Brother Sun, the thin man who was targeted by him, was lowering his head and keeping silent. Suddenly he heard him calling out loudly to stop him. He raised his head with fear on his face, shook his head tremblingly, and hurriedly explained: "I, I... ...Senior Brother Mi, how dare I think such a thing!"
Senior Brother Mi snorted coldly and asked: "Since you don't have such an idea, why did you act like a woman and refuse to do it when you just plundered the last cargo? What is the sword in your hand for? Is it for Junior Brother Hema? , even junior sister, use it as a fire stick?"
"Who arranged for me in front of Senior Brother Mi?"
Junior Brother Sun was about to question, but suddenly his words faltered. He hesitated for a moment, and admitted honestly with a sad face: "That old woman looks very much like my grandma. I can't bear to do it, but this is definitely not the kindness of a woman!" "
"It's not a woman's kindness." Senior Brother Mi supported the ground with his hands and stood up slowly. A dangerous expression flashed across his face, like a green-faced and sharp-toothed ghost possessing him, "Could it be that he used this to express his gratitude to Master? Dissatisfaction with the sect?”
Junior Brother Sun was so frightened that he peed his pants. He hurriedly moved from sitting cross-legged to crawling to kneeling. He did not dare to look directly at Senior Brother Mi, and said repeatedly: "Junior brother don't dare, junior brother don't dare! God's clear lesson, all senior brothers and sisters are on top, junior brother don't dare to confront me." Master and the disciples are dissatisfied!"
Senior Brother Mi slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist. The friction between the blade and the scabbard made a shrill sound. Hearing the ringing sound, he felt uneasy.
"Don't dare? Haha, it seems that it's not that there isn't, it's that there is, but one doesn't dare."
Senior Brother Mi held the sword and walked to the shivering Junior Brother Sun, wiping the sword body as if talking to himself.
"Junior Brother Sun, how many years have you been a member of the sect?"
Junior Brother Sun trembled when he heard his cold words. He didn't dare to speak loudly, and with a trembling voice, he hesitated and said: "Three, three years, three years, seven months and eighteen days."
"Oh, it's been three years. How is your cultivation?"
Junior Brother Sun's voice was filled with tears: "I have read all the scriptures. The Tao Te Ching, the Nan Hua Zhen Jing, the Bao Pu Zi, the Ling Bao Sutra, and the Supreme Inspiration Chapter. I have read them all."
Senior Brother Mi chuckled and said, "Now that you've seen everything, have you ever developed your internal strength?"
The corners of Junior Brother Sun's mouth were twitching. It was because he was unconsciously drooling after being extremely frightened.
"Junior brother Nudu, I have been studying the scriptures for more than three years. So far, I have not developed a trace of true energy in my Dantian. But please rest assured, senior brother. If I continue to study the scriptures diligently, I will definitely be there soon, ah... …”
Before he finished speaking, Senior Brother Mi raised his long sword in surprise, bringing out a ray of cold light and slantingly knocking down Junior Brother Sun.
The round head rolled over on the ground for a few feet, and finally was unable to stop.
Face up to the sky and die with your eyes open!
Ye Wumian watched this scene with cold eyes, and a guess came into his mind.
Killing intent quietly stirred in his heart.
