Just when Nangong Haotian was looking at the tombstone in deep thought, there was a sudden sound of branches and leaves. He was startled and quickly looked up. He suddenly remembered that Shangguan Mi was a cheater. He loved sneak attacks the most.
Nangong Haotian raised his head and followed the source of the sound. He turned around and found a small tree trembling slightly behind several rocks under the small peak.
Nangong Haotian's murderous intent suddenly arose, his eyes widened, and in line with Uncle Mao's idea of strike first to gain advantage, and strike later to suffer disaster, his shoulders swayed, his body was like lightning, and he was already there in one swoop.
Just as Nangong Haotian was flying towards him, he suddenly spotted a figure disappearing in a flash, speeding towards the small peak.
When Nangong Haotian saw it, he stood up suddenly on his tiptoes and rushed forward.
Just when Nangong Haotian rushed in front of him, there was a sudden roar from behind a bunch of chains, and a figure struck him in the face with a strong gust of wind.
Nangong Haotian's flying body remained unchanged, his body was slightly slanted, he moved his backhand, twisted his wrist, and wrapped his five fingers around, reaching for the opponent's Quchi acupoint. He had long been familiar with these acupoints, and finding them was as easy as picking them up easily.
easy.
At the same time, Nangong Haotian also saw the other party clearly, and he couldn't help but be startled, because the other party turned out to be a middle-aged man dressed in rags, with long unkempt hair, a beard, and a thin body.
Just when he was puzzled, a soft hey sounded behind his head, and there was a strong wind among the branches and leaves.
Nangong Haotian didn't have time to think more, he bowed his head, moved his backhand, swung Tiexiu quickly, and knocked the golden bell upside down. With a bang, it was hit with a palm from behind, and the elbow of the person in front was also pinched by him.
bingo.
I heard a muffled groan behind me, followed by the sound of branches and leaves being pulled back as they stepped back.
Nangong Haotian squeezed the person in front of him tightly, and when he looked back, he found another middle-aged man with disheveled hair and ragged clothes, swaying and lying in the haystack, with sweat dripping from his forehead and panting with his mouth open.
If you look closely at the man lying in the haystack, you will see that he has the same beard and skinny face, and his eyes are sunken deeply into his eye sockets.
Nangong Haotian first let go of the person he was holding in his right hand, cupped his hands and said harmoniously: "Don't be afraid, you two. Nangong Haotian is here to help the two people who have returned to their hometown..."
But before he finished speaking, two middle-aged men with shaggy hair asked in surprise: "You? Are you not from the Nine-fingered Jackal?"
When Nangong Haotian saw that the other party had misunderstood him, he couldn't help but feel a little funny. However, if he laughed, he would look too uneducated, so he cupped his hands and said in a harmonious voice: "I just said that Nangong Haotian is in Henan Palace, Yulin, west of Wubaotou.
Mr. Zhuang..."
The man sitting on the ground stood up quickly, widened his eyes, and asked in surprise: "There is a Nangong Shuangjie in Nangong Village, do you know Nangong Hero?"
When Nangong Haotian asked, he suddenly felt a little desolate. Scenes of the past kept flashing into his mind, Li Yunji's meticulous care, and old Xu Fu's loyalty... After a while, he came back to his senses and replied: "Senior, you are asking the right question.
It’s my late father…”
The man was stunned when he heard that, looked at Nangong Haotian with wide eyes, and asked stammering: "Ah, late father?"
Nangong Haotian nodded, concealing the sadness and anger in his heart, and explained: "My late father was killed the year before last, and the person who killed him was Shangguan Mi, an old thief who fled to this island."
When the two middle-aged men with shaggy hair heard this, their expressions changed drastically. They exclaimed involuntarily. They looked at Nangong Haotian blankly for a long time and then asked out loud: "What? Shangguan Mi?"
"What?" Seeing that the two people looked wrong, Nangong Haotian was shocked and asked anxiously: "Isn't he not on the island?"
The two middle-aged men with shaggy hair must have been distracted. They nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, he is in a cave under the peak in the north."
When Nangong Haotian heard this, he immediately laughed and let out a sigh of relief. If Shangguan Mi was not here, he might have had to run in vain again. Fortunately, God didn't joke again.
Nangong Haotian was worried that something might happen if the time passed. After thinking about it, he couldn't wait to urge: "Two seniors, take me there quickly..."
But before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw two middle-aged men with shaggy hair, their expressions were startled, their faces changed drastically, they all stared at the small peak in shock, their lips were trembling with fear and they were speechless.
Nangong Haotian was startled and quickly turned around, only to see Liu Qianwen, Wei Xiaoying and Aunt Shan, leading Jiang Zhongzhao and Master Sun, holding baskets and pulling ropes, all running towards this side in a panic.
Looking back, Nangong Haotian heard the trembling voices of two middle-aged men with unkempt heads: "Nine...nine...nine-fingered jackal...people..."
Nangong Haotian smiled even more when he saw that the two of them were almost incontinent. Although he was not very interested in these so-called chivalrous ways, he still needed their help right now, so he quickly said with relief: "That's Wei
The old valley owner’s daughter and Aunt Shan are not people from the Nine-Fingered Jackal..."
Unexpectedly, the two middle-aged men turned around in panic and tried to run away, saying in a trembling voice: "No, no... that old woman... and those... those two fishermen..."
Nangong Haotian was deeply afraid that the two middle-aged men with shaggy heads had run away and that he would not be able to find the cave where Shangguan Mie was hiding. After thinking about it, he took a step forward, stretched out his arms to catch the two men, and lifted them up with his hands.
Mid-air.
At this moment, Liu Qianwen and others had already rushed to the row of tombs down the slope, calling out sweetly: "Brother Nangong, brother Haotian!"
Nangong Haotian first responded to the slope, and then explained to the two middle-aged men with shaggy heads: "Seniors, don't be afraid. I have already killed the nine-fingered jackal, and the two martial arts masters dressed as fishermen have already been killed."
Change your ways, they are here to save you from danger."
The two middle-aged men with shaggy hair said incredulously, and said to themselves: "It's true!"
Although Nangong Haotian could see that they had given up their intention to escape, they still had doubts and fears in their eyes. At this time, Liu Qianwen and the other five people had already crossed the row of graves and were running up the slope. Everyone looked at them in amazement.
He looked at two middle-aged men with shaggy hair and said anxiously: "When we heard your shouting just now, we all thought you had met the old thief Shangguan Mie!"
Nangong Haotian excitedly pointed at the two middle-aged men with shaggy hair and said: "These two seniors said that Shangguan Mi is hiding in the cave under the peak in the north."
Liu Qianwen and Wei Xiaoying's eyes lit up when they heard this, and they looked at each other with joy. Aunt Shan urged in a hurry: "Then please ask them to take us there quickly!"
However, the two middle-aged men with shaggy hair looked greedy and stared motionlessly at the large basket in Master Sun's hands. They seemed not to have listened to Aunt Shan's words at all.
Nangong Haotian looked at the basket, curled his lips, and asked in confusion: "What is in Master Sun's basket?"
Seeing Nangong Haotian's appearance, Jiang Zhongzhao hurriedly replied with a smile: "I just heard Master's loud shout just now. It didn't sound too far away. In addition to the requests of the two girls, I was afraid that Master would make a mistake, so I stopped.
A rope and a basket of food came in."
Nangong Haotian glanced at Liu Qianwen and Wei Xiaoying gratefully, then looked at Master Sun and ordered: "Give them the things in the basket to eat."
When Master Sun heard this, he couldn't help but said hesitantly: "Reporting to my young master, the Nine-fingered Jackal must bring three days' worth of food every time he comes..."
But before he finished speaking, two middle-aged men with shaggy hair had already said urgently: "Every time the Nine-fingered Jackal brings food, he leaves it for the two of us to eat..."
Nangong Haotian heard something in his heart and asked: "Seniors, why did the Nine-fingered Jackal leave the food to you until he left? Why didn't he share it with you two as soon as he came in?"
The two middle-aged men with shaggy hair were crying and laughing. They seemed to be talking about the sad things in the past. However, seeing the expectant looks of Nangong Haotian and others, they had to say it out, so they said seriously: "Because he wants to enter with dry food.
Go into the cave under the north peak and leave it to us after you get out..."
Aunt Shan suddenly interrupted the two people's conversation, stretched out her hand to stop everyone, and said: "Wait a minute, there must be something wrong with this small hole. We have to think about it carefully and discuss it, otherwise we will fall into the trap of Shangguan Demo, an old thief.
The plan was a narrow escape."
Nangong Haotian felt that he was justified, but it was impossible not to save him. So he looked at Master Sun and resolutely ordered: "First take out the things in the basket and give them to the two seniors. If there is not enough, we will go back to get them."
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How dare Master Sun go against Nangong Haotian's wishes? He quickly opened the cloth, took out four large snow-white steamed buns, tore two pieces of chicken and gave them to two middle-aged men with shaggy hair.
The two middle-aged men with shaggy hair were not polite. They took it and ate it with big mouthfuls. Judging from the appearance of their eating, it looked like they had not eaten for a long time. Everyone couldn't help but smile a little. They were really hungry and could not choose what to eat.
Nangong Haotian took the opportunity while the two of them were eating, and suddenly remembered something. He turned to look at Jiang Zhongzhao and asked, "How long does the Nine-fingered Jackal stay here every time?"
Jiang Zhongzhao thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It won't take long, two or three hours at most."
When Aunt Shan heard this, a trace of disbelief flashed in her eyes, and she asked suspiciously: "He never said what he was doing here?"
Jiang Zhongzhao was also a little puzzled and replied: "He just said he came to see how many people are left on the island."
Aunt Shan looked at the two ugly-looking middle-aged men with shaggy hair and asked in a low voice: "Hey, you two, how many people are there on your island?"
Unexpectedly, two middle-aged men with shaggy hair actually looked at Aunt Shan bitterly while eating, and said angrily: "You should know better than the two of us how many people there are on this island, so why bother asking even though you already know."
Aunt Shan was stunned when she heard this. She should have known it for so long? She should have known it for so long? I am not a god, and then she said angrily: "You two..."
But as soon as the words were spoken, two middle-aged men with shaggy hair suddenly stared angrily and said sternly: "What about the two of us? One is Si Yunyi, the leader of the Diancang sect, and the other is Lin Jinxiong, the second owner of Dananzhuang.
, it was all sent to this place by your Wuyi Villa."