The banks of the canal were muddy and full of puddles.
Reflected in the glow, there are scattered pieces of cinnabar.
The six figures stepped on the gap between the puddles, jumping around without disturbing any puddle of water. From a distance, they looked like they were coming through the clouds.
On the bank of the canal, there are many guards, knights, Taoist priests, monks and nuns who have been shaken and confused by Liu Xiaomu's "Nine Shao Eight Sounds Technique". Only a few people from the Taoist and Buddhist sects can keep their minds clear and still stand.
Gongsun Xuantong saw that Li Changyuan was concentrating on protecting the prince's safety and had no time to care about him. He immediately shouted softly: "Brother Yuchi, Guanzhu Tong, Guanzhu Mao, Guanzhu Ke... Seniors of the Taoist sect! Please help me set up the "Nine Cauldrons Mountain and River Formation". Beware of bad guys taking advantage of the opportunity to attack!"
The masters of each temple and several experienced Taoists responded one after another. Everyone knew that their number was actually only enough to set up the "Small Nine-Tripod Formation". The real "Nine-Tripod Mountain and River Formation" would require at least seventy-two trunks and thirty-six Kun Dao can only be displayed by a total of one hundred and eight Taoists. Its magical effect is not weaker than the "Nine Palaces and Bagua Array", and the changes are more complicated and unpredictable.
There were only six people running towards them at the moment, and the music was soft and intermittent, not like people with strong martial arts skills. As soon as the "Little Nine Cauldron Formation" came out, the "male and female hegemons" and Abbot Lingche were surrounded in the middle, but It can be attacked and defended, and it is impregnable. There is no risk of being easily broken through.
In just a few words, the six people were already close. Just looking at their attire, Gongsun Xuandong and others looked at each other in shock——
The first four people, one female and three male, cannot be said to be grotesque, but they are definitely not elegant:
The woman in the far north is dressed in silk, flowing like water, her soft shoulders are looming, and her breasts are half-covered, but she can't hide her undulating figure. Undershirts, skirts, shawls and other clothing are all made of red, yellow, green and white. , made of black and five colors, alluring and dazzling. The face was covered with a thick layer of lead powder, rouge, etc., the red lips were as thick as blood, and the eyebrows were as black as charcoal. When he looked back and smiled, he jumped up and down, scratched his head and made poses, which scared Dong Shi to death. . Between his ten fingers, which are like spring bamboo shoots, he plays with two wooden shuttles.
The first man from the north is seven feet long and six feet in waist. His chest is hairy and his belly is exposed. His body is barely covered with dark brown half-arms and long robes. His mouth that seems to be smiling but not smiling is dotted with black hair. Brown carious teeth. His lips were red, his nose hairs were thick, and his small black bean-like triangular eyes revealed a cunning look. The thick belt around his waist was separated from the left and right, and two butcher knives, one large and one small, hung.
The second man from the north carries a hunchback on his back. He is skinny but about eight feet tall. He is covered in thick gray gray clothes. The clothes are neither clothes nor robes. It seems that they have not been cut or sewn much. They are just holes cut out of a whole piece of felt. He stretched his head out, and the felt drooped, barely able to block the wind and cold. The strange thing was that this man had not yet reached his forties, but he had silver hair. On his arm like a dry bamboo branch, he was holding a bunch of dirty camel bells. .
The man in the far south has a round head like a drum, a cone-like jaw, a dull complexion, and no hint of anger or anger. His skin is as yellow as wax, his body is thin, but his muscles are very tight. He wears loose half-arms and short robes, and has two feet. Wearing hard wooden clogs. In his left hand, he held a shiny black I-shaped saw, about three feet long; in his left hand, he held several black square nails.
Gongsun Xuantong and others did not know whether they were enemies or friends, so they hesitated for a moment and did not rush forward to greet him.
But next to the pale brother Shu Yao, a soldier dressed as a Taoist priest ran over, bowed his hands to the woman in the north and said: "Sister Su is not looking after the business of Chaoyuan cloth shop, how come you come to this wrong place?" La?"
The woman giggled and giggled, causing everyone to get goosebumps all over their bodies. However, she covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Brother Qidou! I haven't seen you for a long time, and you are getting stronger! I really envy that noble lady of your family.
The people of Riliang kneaded each other, and the gentle waves were made every night. Gurgling..."
Wei Chiyuan on the side couldn't help but frown and asked the soldier: "Qidou! Do you know this woman?"
That soldier was Fang Qidou. Liu Xiaomu suddenly showed off his power just now, but Fang Qidou was the one who reacted the fastest. He silently recited the "Pure Mind Mantra" for a while on the spot to offset the power of the "Nine Shao Eight Sounds Technique"
Most of it was lost. Then the inner breath was adjusted and penetrated into the back of Ge Shu Yao's heart to eliminate some of his palpitations and dizziness.
It wasn't until the woman appeared that it was inevitable that both sides would take action, so he confessed to Ge Shuyao, hurriedly ran out of the crowd, and started talking to him.
Seeing the master asking questions, Fang Qidou did not dare to be negligent, and immediately bowed his head solemnly to the old Taoists: "Seniors, please don't misunderstand me! This Sister Su is now the shopkeeper of Chaoyuan Bushi in Beishi City. She has always been a kind person. My wife often goes to her.
Buy cloth and make clothes there.”
After Yuchi Yuan, Gongsun Xuandong and others heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Just as they were about to retreat and talk, they saw another pair of men and women appear behind the three men:
The man is elegant in blue shirt, holding a bronze flute in his hand, and has a heroic spirit between his brows; the woman is graceful, with a pipa in her arms, and a moon-white veil covering her face with a high nose and deep eyes. The cheerful music just now was obviously...
This is a masterpiece between the two.
Fang Qidou was shocked, and he recognized the identity of the two people. They were Zoroastrian saint Li Xiaoman and Xuantu protector Luo Changqing, who had fought outside Luoyang City before and met in Mingde Hall.
Luo Changqing stepped out and bowed to Gongsun Xuantong, Yuchiyuan and others: "I am not very talented, so I took the liberty to come here! I just ask you Taoist priests and Zen masters to open one side of the net and release the two people in the net. These two people
Although he is a bandit, he only robs ruthless merchants to make himself rich, and he is not a heinous person. If I really offend you, please be patient!"
Before Gongsun Xuandong and others could reply, several monks and nuns outside the "Little Nine Cauldron Formation" had calmed down and gathered around.
One of the monks clasped his palms together, but it was Zen Master Lingzhen. He stepped out and replied calmly: "Amitabha! Today's battle for the sword has been settled. The two benefactors are bringing people here at this moment. Could it be that they are here?"
Do you also want to wade into this muddy water?"
Luo Changqing did not comment. However, Xiaoman stepped forward, bowed, and said with a smile: "The Nu family and others are here just to take the 'male and female tyrants' back. They are not here to seize swords, and they have nothing to do with the teaching. I also hope that Zen Master
Mingjian!"
Master Miao Heng was very unhappy when she saw her cute look. When she heard that she only wanted to save people and not to seize swords, she immediately sneered and said: "Xiao Nizi said it lightly! Now that unparalleled magic weapon is like a water sword."
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It just happened to fall into the hands of these two bandits. Have you seen the yellow wooden box? If you can persuade the two bandits to hand over the sword box obediently, the poor nun will ask Senior Brother Lingche to spare it, so as not to ask them again
Suffer from the snare!”
Yuchi Yuan, Gongsun Xuandong and others ignored them and agreed: "My Taoist sect also has the same intention! As long as the two bandits are willing to give up their swords, we Taoists are willing to remove the formation and let them leave."
Xiaoman's cheeks turned red, and there was a hint of anxiety in her beautiful eyes. Before she came, she had already learned the causes and consequences of the "male and female hegemony" from Luo Changqing. Naturally, she knew that her aunts Liu Xiaomu and Yang Shaoxia were easy-going and easy-going.
Knowing how to throw away his sword to survive, he had no choice but to look at Luo Changqing again, hoping that he would make a decision.
Luo Changqing sighed softly and said sadly: "It seems that all Taoist priests and Zen masters must compete with Xiao Ke and others before they are willing to speak calmly!"
After hearing this, Wei Chiyuan, Gongsun Xuantong and others moved their formations and straightened their swords, pointing at Luo Changqing and others; Zen Master Lingzhen, Master Miaoheng and others also stepped forward one after another, sacrificing their weapons, and their attitudes
It's even more self-explanatory.
Xiaoman's pupils shrank, he carried the pipa behind his back, and took out two pairs of short flail sticks from his waist. He turned his head and said with concern: "Protector Luo, your old injury has not healed, so it is not appropriate to take action. Leave it to Xiaoman today!"
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Luo Changqing smiled faintly: "Brother, I will do what I can. The world is the market place, and the market place is also the world. Today I invite these 'four lowly friends', who are the masters hidden in the market place! We have always known each other in the past.
.When we fight for a while, I'm afraid that the little girl's jaw will also be shocked..."
Before he finished speaking, a man with a body full of flesh and a butcher's knife hanging from his waist jumped out, his feet landed on the ground, causing the canal bank to tremble slightly: "Hey! Mysterious is as mysterious as a water sword, how can it be like Old Zheng's sword? Old Zheng, I
An'an has been slaughtering pigs and sheep for several years, but he hasn't tasted human blood for a long time! Tell me, Old Zheng, should I start with the bald donkey? Or should I start with the nose of the cow?"
The coquettish woman holding the two shuttles just now giggled again and said in a charming manner: "Isn't it true that Zheng Liulang said this knowingly? There is a teaching in the laws and regulations of the Sheng Dynasty, 'horses and cattle are used by the army and the country, so they are different from other animals. If there are
Those who steal and kill cattle will only serve two and a half years. If you want to spend two years in prison, then kill the cattle; if you still want to stay in Nanshi and make a career out of slaughtering animals, it is better to kill the donkeys. Cack!"
When "Nanshi Butcher" Zheng Liulang heard this, he immediately slapped his head loudly and said with a look of enlightenment: "Hey, hey, hey! Sister Juanjuan is still versatile in both civil and military affairs. Old Zheng, I will only kill bald donkeys today.
Don't worry about the rest!" He took off a smaller butcher's knife from his belt and said to himself, "Old Zheng doesn't have a donkey-killing knife, but this 'dog-killing knife' is just fine... Male Donkey
, female donkey! Old Zheng is waiting for you!"
While he was laughing, the fat body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Zen Master Lingzhen, Master Miaoheng and other monks and nuns!
Less than a foot long, the dog-killing knife with a curved handle and curved blade drew a silver arc in the air, as fast as lightning and as fast as a meteor, and then slashed down on one of them.
"When~~~"
A heart-wrenching sound of metal and gold rang out, and the sleepless monk stepped back a few steps, with a look of horror on his face. When he looked down, he saw that the monk's robe had been slashed with a neat tear on his chest, and his chest was open.
On his body, there was a shallow bloodstain half a foot long. And the cooked copper stick he used to block was cut with a dazzling gash by the dog-killing knife, which showed how strong his physical strength was! And at this time, his whole body was shaken violently.
His palms were sore and numb, and he was almost unable to withstand the power of Zheng Liulang's sword, and was killed by the sword.
The other monks and nuns were frightened and instinctively avoided him.
Zen Master Kuzhu hid as far away as possible with his bare hands. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he felt his hair standing on end. Zheng Liulang actually chose the distance instead of getting closer. A dog-killing knife went straight to his heart and stabbed him, leaving behind a ray of silver light!
Zen Master Kuzhu didn't have time to think about it, he retreated and dodged. With Gang Qi in his left hand, he shot out a "Jia Luo Bei Ye Palm" and hit Zheng Liulang's right wrist directly, trying to knock off his butcher knife. Unexpectedly, Zheng Liulang sneered.
Suddenly, he changed his move halfway, handed the sword to his left hand, clenched a fist with his right hand, and hit Zen Master Kuzhu with a palm strike!
There was a loud "bang!" sound, and everyone thought that one of the two people must have broken bones and tendons.
When he took a closer look, he saw that the fists and palms of the two people were touching each other. The sleeve of Zen Master Kuzhu's left arm had exploded, and pieces of cloth were flying like butterflies and bees, falling all over the ground. Zheng Liulang's arm was already bare, and the muscles of his right arm were wrinkled.
However, he was unscathed.
Kuzhu was inexplicably surprised: "Donor Zheng, this is... ancient martial arts boxing technique!"
Zheng Liulang grinned, and without hesitation, he cut off the left wrist of Zen Master Kuzhu with the dog-killing knife in his left hand. However, he heard a crisp "ding" sound, and at some point, an iron sword was picked up and stopped in front of the dog-killing knife.
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Zheng Liulang looked slightly mocking: "Donkeys are the most stubborn and are not easy to kill. Do you guys still want to watch the fun?"
The thin bow pot, carrying the camel bell, came a few steps closer. His voice was hoarse and he laughed: "We, the 'Old White Camel' Du Shazhou, originally only lived with camels. Today I broke my precept and had a little fun with Old Zheng.
These bald donkeys!”
After saying that, the string of camel bells in his hand caught the strong wind and swept towards the person who drew the sword.