The monk seemed a little embarrassed and stamped his feet at the young man in front of him: "Grandpa said that the number of cuts is as many as the number of cuts! How troublesome?"
After saying that, he had to pick up the knife and chop again.
Xu Qingmu felt helpless, and was about to draw his sword again, but was taken a step ahead by Chao Xie, who had been standing still. Before Xu Qingmu could see clearly what the resurrected man was doing, he saw that the monk who claimed to be Song Shaojidao had been killed.
He was kicked over, hit hard on a tree trunk, and passed out.
Xu Qingmu was afraid of being killed, so he quickly stepped forward to check, stretched out his hand to feel the monk's pulse, and after a while, said to the woman in red:
"Miss Xue'er, this monk is dead, let Brother Chao Xie eat him."
Before he finished speaking, the monk stood up like a carp, jumped up, rubbed his hands and said, "I'm not dead, I'm just a little chest tight, hehe."
"Speaking of which, this young master is so handsome! The girl in red is beautiful and must have a kind heart. How could she be a ghost on the mountain? I must have seen it wrong. Yes, I must have seen it wrong."
He quickly bowed to everyone, didn't want the six-ring blunt back knife, and turned around to leave. But as soon as he stood up, he bumped into Chao Xie head-on. Staring at those empty eyes, the monk replied with a grimace.
Headed:
"this……"
Xu Qingmu patted the monk on the shoulder: "Can you listen to what I have to say now?"
"Listen, you say it, you say it, keep listening."
…………
"Is there such a thing?! This father is acting like an animal! Young master, please wait for Sajia for a while, and now grandpa will go down the mountain to get the soul of Mr. Chao Xie back!"
Perhaps thinking of Chao Xie's fierceness just now, and the fact that everyone was looking at him sideways, the monk felt a little unsure in his heart, so he touched his head and smiled: "It's better to listen to the long-term plan of the young master."
Xu Qingmu broke off a piece of the uneaten animal leg and threw it to the monk: "So, what is your name, Song Jidao?"
The monk who first called himself Song Qida was a little embarrassed: "Master said that the level of swordsmanship I have reached is called "swordsmanship". Maybe it's because my talent is dull. There are eight swordsmen in total, and I only reached the sixth sword.
, the two swords at the back are all bluffing."
Xu Qingmu didn't believe this at all.
The six swords struck by the monk in front were almost identical, but the directions were different. In the final analysis, it could only be regarded as one blow to kill him.
But then Li Chengru spoke: "This boy is right. He should learn from Duan Ba Dao and Duan Jia from the beginning. The eight swords correspond to the eight directions. If you succeed, you will be invincible."
The monk seemed a little surprised and said:
"Do you know my master?"
Old God Li Chengru said: "Is there a scar on your master's left buttock from being beaten with a bamboo pole?"
The monk quickly got up and stared at Li Chengru: "How do you know? Are you also one of my master's admirers? Tell me, and I will say a few kind words for you at my master's side."
Li Chengru used a stick to stir up the charcoal fire, and then threw the small wooden stick to the monk: "What is this called?"
The monk was a little confused: "It's a stick."
"Yes."
Cao Tong, who had not yet reacted, was repeating blankly: "Stick? Get out?"
The monk finally came to his senses and cursed "his grandma", but he wasn't really angry and just bit the animal's leg.
Xu Qingmu roughly figured it out. It should be that the master of Song Liu Dao came to compete with Li Chengru and was severely punished. Due to his face and difficulty in admitting it, he found an excuse to deceive his disciples.
As expected, the monk spoke:
"My master said that back then, there was a guy named Fang Yunyi. After losing in a martial arts competition with him, he took advantage of him to sneak up and cheat on him when he wasn't paying attention, which resulted in him being slightly injured."
"If I see this Fang Yunyi, I will definitely make him dizzy!"
As he spoke, he used the beast's leg in his hand as a heavy knife and struck it hard several times, seemingly confident.
Li Chengru lowered his head and remained unmoved.
The group of people decided to go down the mountain. It was necessary to investigate the matter between Fang Xue and Chao Xie in red. If it is true as Fang Xue said, the people who were killed on the mountain were not by their hands, then there must be someone or something behind them.
Trouble. Xu Qingmu remembered what Fang Xue asked in Xuanxie:
"Can this sword bring peace to injustices in the world?"
Worry and be safe!
The group rested for the night. Song Liudao was also a good-natured person. He did not leave angrily because of frustration. Instead, he took the initiative to take up the duty of keeping watch. Looking at Song Liudao who was standing outside the temple meticulously, watching and listening in all directions.
, Xu Qingmu and others all admired him.
If Xu Qingmu hadn't woken up at night and saw the monk drooling all over the blade and sleeping more than sleep, the image of a master who slayed demons and demons might have lasted for a long time.
Early the next morning, everyone discussed countermeasures after breakfast.
The fat man proposed to kill him directly down the mountain and question him face to face. Everyone in the group agreed. After all, time was limited, and they saw that Fang Xue still didn't have much time.
Only Xu Qingmu fell into deep thought.
He didn't understand something, but at the moment, he still needed to verify it.
"Brother Song, can you please go down the mountain and go to the county magistrate to tell Jiuna that you are a Taoist priest who came to the mountain to slay demons and demons?"
Of course the monk would not object, but asked with some confusion: "Why is this so?"
Others were also a little puzzled. Xu Qingmu did not explain, but said to Li Chengru: "Is there any teleportation talisman, or one that can be used for emergency escape?"
Li Chengru looked at Xu Qingmu and reluctantly took out a three-inch square talisman: "Are you targeting me?"
Xu Qingmu smiled and handed the talisman to Song Liudao: "Keep this self-defense talisman with you. If my guess is correct, you will need it. In addition, no matter what unusual place you find, remember not to take action, just go there.
Just run up the mountain."
The monk was not like Moji, so he said, "What can a county magistrate do to me?" But he still took the talisman and went down the mountain.
Xu Qingmu said to Hongyi: "Miss Fang Xue, are you subject to some kind of restriction that prevents you from going down to the Book Burial Mountain?"
Fang Xue, dressed in red, pointed to the several-arm-thick hanging flower tree behind the temple and said, "After that man revived me, he planted the essence of the osmanthus tree in my body, so I cannot leave this tree a hundred feet away."
outside."
"Where is Mr. Chao Xie?"
"Theoretically, Mr. Xianggong is just a dead corpse. He has absorbed my essence and blood over the years and can barely obey my orders. But once he loses my control, he will lose all his sense and easily lose control and do harmful things. So he has been waiting
Be by my side and never leave even half a step."
Xu Qingmu understood.
That's right. If the couple on this mountain cannot leave the ruined temple, then the incident of hurting people at Book Burial Mountain must be man-made. And there is only one possibility to avoid the detection of Fang Fangxue and his wife on the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain.
Most of the corpses and missing persons found on the mountain were already killed at the foot of the mountain. It was just that someone transported the bodies up the mountain and faked the scene of a ghost attack on the mountain.
But who under the mountain is most likely to do this?
Not to mention that this kind of work requires a lot of financial resources and manpower, and only the county magistrate Chaojiu can do it in the area around Book Burial Mountain.
However, there was no evidence and Xu Qingmu was just guessing, so he asked Song Liudao to go and test it out.
At the moment, Xu Qingmu made two preparations. If his guess is correct, the county magistrate Chao Jiu will definitely take action. Song Liu Dao has Li Chengru's talisman, so it must not be difficult to escape. Once exposed, the county magistrate will definitely not let Song Liu Dao live.
, they will definitely go to the mountain as much as possible to encircle and suppress them. In this way, with the current strength of everyone, they will have the power to fight.
If it weren't for Chao Jiu, Song Liu Dao could return to the mountain safely. He and others would go down the mountain again and explain to the county magistrate that it would not be too late to return Chao Xie's soul.
After thinking carefully, Xu Qingmu did not tell the doubtful people what he was thinking, but just suggested:
"Miss Fang Xue, if there is a fight on the mountain this afternoon, please protect them."
Xu Qingmu pointed at the group of girls and ordinary soldiers holding swords and halberds behind him. With such an evil ability to suck human flesh and blood, these ordinary people must be unable to compete.
Fang Xue, dressed in red, nodded and agreed.
Until the afternoon, things turned out as Xu Qingmu expected. Song Liudao stumbled towards the top of the mountain, breathing heavily, and pointed behind him in a panic:
Xu Qingmu turned to Hongyi and said, "Miss Fang Xue, please trouble you."
The red-clothed man nodded slightly, then made a hand gesture with his hands, and countless osmanthus branches swept in, wrapping Xu Luo and others behind them. After all, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Princess Xu Luo shouted loudly: "Leave a hole for us
Take a look, let me take a look."
Looking at the three extremely fast black figures at the foot of the mountain, Xu Qingmu pulled out the Chouli Sword and stood slightly in front of Song Liudao, blocking the monk who seemed to be a little injured.
The three black shadows arrived in an instant, and Xu Qingmu was shocked when he saw who was coming.
Except for the county magistrate Chaojiu, the two people standing next to him were actually the parents of the white-haired Chaojiu!
But the old man following him didn't look like an old man on the verge of death at all. Instead, his body was shrouded in black mist, which was very strange. The eyes of the two old men were hollow and eerie. They looked at Xu Qingmu and others with a hunger in their eyes like looking at prey.
thirsty.
Xu Qingmu took a step forward again and said with a smile: "I don't know what the purpose of coming here is, magistrate?"
Chaojiu didn't expect that the young man in front of him was still on the mountain, or that he was not killed. It seemed a little unexpected, and he actually stayed there for a while, hesitating.
Xu Qingmu continued:
"A few days ago, I saw that Magistrate Chao's legs and feet were quite inconvenient at the foot of the mountain. It seems that there is nothing wrong with him now. I wonder if Magistrate Chao has any elixir that can cure the man behind me?"
Chaojiu, whose eyes were a little fluctuating, showed a look of pain, but then disappeared, regaining his former peaceful demeanor, looked at Xu Qingmu and others, cupped his hands and said:
"Unexpectedly, Mr. Xu is still on the mountain. I'm here to look for the person behind you, the monk who stole my family's treasure."
Chaojiu didn't even look at Chao Xie, who was still dull. His eyes were gentle, exactly like the hospitable county magistrate at the foot of the mountain.
Xu Qingmu slowly drew out the Chouli Sword and placed it in front of him.
"Heavy treasure? Maybe..."
The tip of the sword was pointed directly at the two Chaojiu's parents, with a somewhat indifferent expression.