boom!
Windows shattered.
Zongtai broke out of the window while holding on to the broken wood chips.
While you are in mid-air, your soul is fixed on the ground.
Zongtai instantly used the force to twist his waist and turn around in the air.
puff!
His feet were like iron nails, piercing into the soil.
boom!
The hard ground was tamped down, like crushed shortbread, and the earth splattered.
Zongtai stared solemnly at the figure following him, holding a short sword and with long hair shawl.
broken! I got the wrong guy!
"Friend, don't do anything yet, this is a misunderstanding!" Zongtai said quickly.
Chen Mu frowned.
librarian? Misunderstand?
My matter hasn't happened yet? !
fortunately!
He wanted to trick this person away first, but he couldn't compromise so quickly. Chen Mu pretended to have a gloomy face: "The way you acted doesn't look like a misunderstanding!"
Zongtai took a deep breath and replied to show that we could still talk.
"What a misunderstanding!"
"I still have two drops of Zhaodianhong on me as my apology, how about that?"
"My friend, you may not know that Zhaodianhong is the essence of the Dragon Transformation Pill. One drop is as good as thirty Dragon Transformation Pills!"
Zhaodianhong? Chen Mu raised his eyebrows, pretending to be moved and hesitant, and then said greedily: "Not enough!"
"I still have three thousand taels of silver notes with me. If you are still not satisfied, I will get it for you when I go back." Zongtai said quickly.
"Forget it, let's do it!" Chen Mu pretended to be reluctant.
"Thank you for your understanding, my friend!" Zongtai let out a long breath and slowly straightened up.
He raised his hand to signal Chen Mu to calm down, then slowly took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it to Chen Mu.
"Friend, pick up."
Chen Mu couldn't help but stare at the porcelain bottle. Is it filled with Zhaodianhong? He had never seen Akira Teruden in full condition.
Woo...
A low sound of breaking wind suddenly reached my ears.
The soul-fixing stake caught the strong wind and hit Chen Mu's head hard.
Zongtai couldn't help grinning in mid-air.
Is there such a naive person in the world? !
Give up and make peace?
"ha!"
The soul-fixing stake arrived first and appeared above Chen Mu's head almost instantly.
In the flash of lightning, the space seemed to be frozen.
In this frozen space, Chen Mu slowly raised his head and looked at Zongtai indifferently.
Then he took a slight step back.
The soul-fixing stake fell against the tip of Chen Mu's nose.
laugh!
The strong wind swept by, and a small wound opened on the tip of the nose.
"What a disappointing world."
"The most basic trust between people has completely disappeared."
Chen Mu clenched his left hand with a look of loneliness on his face, and quietly put away the iron lotus seeds that he almost knocked out just now.
"I really want to make peace with the world. Really!"
"But the world always treats me with ill will!"
The expression on Chen Mu's face couldn't help but become ferocious.
"I can only fight evil with evil!"
Buzz!
A fishing net-like force quickly emerged on his right arm.
The powerful power given by the six training techniques emerges.
The muscles under the skin suddenly undulated and undulated like an earth dragon turning over.
In the blink of an eye, his right arm swelled!
laugh!
A stream of hot white smoke rose from his right arm.
The next moment, the strength of the thighs and soles of the feet emerged.
Huge explosive power spurted out from both legs without reservation.
boom!
As soon as Zongtai landed, Chen Mu broke through the air and appeared in front of him like a teleport.
He bowed down and from bottom to top, stabbed Zongtai in the heart with the sword in his sleeve.
"A little broken sword still wants to kill me?!" Zong Tai smiled and stared at Chen Mu contemptuously.
"Secret Technique Shield!"
All his strength suddenly gathered in his chest.
"Haha! It's useless, it's useless, it's..."
"Hidden Sword: Cloud Piercer!"
The gray dagger seemed to be alive, twisting and trembling.
squeak……
It was like a knife being stabbed into a can, making a sour voice suddenly emerge.
puff!
A soft sound.
Chen Mu pulled away and retreated.
The smile on Zongtai's face didn't even have time to stop. A pool of blood stained his chest. The black energy faded away like a tide.
He stared at Chen Mu in disbelief,
"How... how is it possible?!"
"No! I can't die here!"
He tried his best, and his figure suddenly bounced back.
The body vitality of a travel master is frighteningly high. Even if the heart is punctured, as long as the bleeding is stopped and sutures are applied, you can survive!
This is his life!
The veins on Zongtai's neck popped out, and he raised his hand and fired a loud arrow.
The one closest to here is Jia Laosan, as long as you drag it to...
"Five ghosts move mountains!"
As soon as the sounding arrow took off, five clouds of black smoke appeared on its path.
With just a short chirp, the ringing arrow was swallowed into the five ghost bag space.
The billowing black smoke is like a predatory python, bending, compressing, and suddenly popping out!
Zongtai jumped up on the wall with despair in his eyes. Magic weapon? !
The next moment, black smoke rushed past and engulfed Zongtai in an instant.
puff!
Drops of blood spilled and Zongtai completely disappeared.
…
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, and the white porcelain bottle shattered on the ground.
Chen Mu looked back, but couldn't see any red liquid.
"Empty? What a pity..."
Black smoke billowed, and the black soul-fixing stake fell into his hand.
Chen Mu rubbed the lines on it, then turned around and walked back to the room.
…
In the inner city of Nanyang Prefecture, there is the inner courtyard of the prefect's Yamen.
The main hall for the afternoon gathering has been rearranged.
Several long tables were placed side by side in the middle, and the tables were covered with fine wine and delicacies.
Chao Fang sat at the front, and the twelve brothers sat on both sides, each leaning on a long black pole.
The brothers exchange cups for cups and drink happily.
Chao Fang stared at the first empty seat on the left without saying a word.
As time passed, everyone also discovered that something was wrong.
"Why hasn't the second brother come yet?"
"Yes, supposedly his soul-fixing stake is the closest, why..."
"Is something going to happen?" Jia Xiang couldn't help but look away.
The second brother's luck has not been very good recently.
"Brother, let me go and take a look!" Jia Xiang stood up suddenly.
Chao Fang nodded gloomily.
Everyone put down their wine glasses and did not dare to say anything. The atmosphere was dull for a while.
A quarter of an hour later, Jia Xiang suddenly rushed into the room.
"Brother, the things have been taken away, but... there is no one!"
Chao Fang's expression suddenly changed.
He immediately took out a forearm-long bright yellow scroll from his arms.
The scroll is neither paper nor silk, soft and tough.
Chao Fang suddenly opened it, and a row of quail egg-sized handwriting came into view - Thousand Mountains Sutra: Bo Yin Ce.
There is a blank space after the title, the size of two palms, with symmetrical borders drawn around it, including straight lines, cloud patterns, and flame patterns.
Chao Fang quickly took out a white porcelain bottle.
Unplug the cork, pour the full bottle of Zhaodianhong into the empty space, and then recite the incantation quickly.
In just fifteen breaths, the red walnuts boiled and seeped into the bright yellow cloth.
Thirteen spots quickly appeared in the blank space.
There is a big black peanut in the middle, and eleven big red soybeans are gathered next to it.
There is also an isolated red dot, which is slowly moving to the right.
Chao Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and then said gloomily: "Come with me, everyone! I want to see what the second brother wants to do when he goes to Bei City now..."
Click!
The porcelain bottle in Chao Fang's hand was suddenly crushed, and he stared at the bright yellow cloth with an extremely ugly expression.
The red dot was moving just now, but it’s gone!
The soul-fixing stake... is one less!
…
Beishi, a medicinal street.
There is an inconspicuous little drugstore at the end of the street called Heshengtang.
In the dead of night, the front office apprentice has gone home.
The lights in the backyard room were still bright.
Jie Jia took a white handkerchief and carefully wiped the tables, chairs and benches.
Putting the tea he had just made at hand, Jie Jia solemnly took out a bulging cloth bag from his arms.
He gently untied the rope at the mouth of the bag and poured out a pile of broken silver.
Then I started rubbing the silver beads one by one.
Rubbing and rubbing, his hands couldn't help but pause, then continued rubbing as if nothing had happened, and then said calmly without raising his eyelids: "You come down by yourself, or I beat you down."
The roof tiles creaked softly.
Squeak.
The door opened and Chen Mu walked into the room with a smile.
"I don't think you've had enough to eat in the afternoon. How about a midnight snack?"
Jiejia's bright yellow eyes rolled and he stared at Chen Mu without saying anything.
Chen Mu: "..."
"Then what, how about I stay with you for a while?"
"Who did you offend again?!" Jie Jia couldn't help but raise his eyelids.
"I am a good person, who can I mess with?" Chen Mu rolled his eyes.
Jiejia stared at Chen Mu and raised his eyelids again: "Okay."
Chen Mu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Twenty taels...a day." Jie Jia stretched out two fingers and said.
"Why don't you go and rob it!" This old boy took advantage of the situation and robbed it!
"Robbing is not as fast as making your money." Jie Jia said slowly.
"Aren't you afraid that I will turn around and leave?" Chen Mu was unconvinced.
At this moment, a chaotic sound of horses neighing suddenly appeared outside the door.
There were faint shouts and shouts, as if they were looking for someone.
Chen Mu's face twitched.
Jie Jia smiled: "Haha..."
Chen Mu: "..."
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