Chapter 1646 Special Target
This object is cold and moist. It is a jade pendant with a palace carved on it with extremely fine carvings. The palace is decorated with auspicious clouds and cranes, which is quite a bit like a palace in the sky. It belongs to It is a good treasure that can be recognized at a glance.
"Little friend Jiang, remember, no matter what happens, you must come here after nightfall tomorrow to see Pindao, otherwise the world will be in danger." Ling Xiaozi warned again.
"Well——"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiaozi's expression changed drastically, and then his whole body started to tremble, and blood foam poured out of the corners of his mouth, "Little friends, hurry up, you guys I'm afraid I'll call you in advance Wake up to this evil spirit, and don’t come into this Sanqing Temple tomorrow...tomorrow at dawn. Although this evil spirit has been suppressed, it will still be affected by it around the Sanqing Temple. I am afraid it will be detrimental to you! "
"Taoist Master, take care!" Jiang Cheng stopped talking nonsense, raised his hands to Ling Xiaozi, and left with Fatty and Ye Qiutang.
Compared with before, the way back was very quiet. The three of them walked very vigilantly, fearing that they would be ambushed by the monks who had disappeared.
It was not a very long road. The three of them walked for half an hour before returning to the west wing. As soon as they approached the courtyard door, the fat man suddenly stopped and saw that the bluestone on the ground was stained with stains. Bloodstains.
The blood stain looked fresh and extended all the way into the courtyard gate.
Looking in through the courtyard door, the door of the west wing was closed tightly, and the original candle inside was extinguished at some point.
"Something's wrong, you guys wait outside, I'll climb over the wall and go in to have a look."
Before he finished speaking, the fat man jumped down from a tree next to the courtyard wall and said, "Miss, you are finally here." Back! "
It's the man who is very good at wielding a sword. Jiang Cheng vaguely remembers his name being Zhao Dutong.
Seeing that Zhao Dutong was injured, Ye Qiutang immediately stepped forward to check, "What's going on? Where are the others?"
"Oh! Forget it, let's go in first, here. This is not the place to talk." Zhao Dutong looked around very vigilantly, and those evil monks left a psychological shadow on him.
Jiang Cheng and others naturally rushed towards the wing facing the courtyard door, but were stopped by Zhao Dutong. He raised his blood-stained saber and pointed in the other direction, "Not here, we are worried Those monks came to visit me and moved me to a wing room. "The reason why I stay here is to wait for you."
After Zhao Dutong walked for a while, they came to a secluded wing. The environment here was obviously much worse. It must have been there for a long time. People cleaned it, and the ground was covered with weeds and fallen leaves.
Before approaching, the door of the wing was pushed open from the inside. The old man with gray beard and hair gradually relaxed his tense expression after seeing Ye Qiutang, "Miss, you... you are okay, too." Okay, if there is no more news, I plan to ask Zhao I'm all here to find you."
"Where is Mr. Song?" Ye Qiutang is most concerned about Song Tianming. After all, Jiang Cheng also thinks about the abbot and Ling Xiaozi. I don’t believe it. It’s not strange what happened in this ghost place.
But after seeing Song Tianming, Ye Qiutang and the fat man in Jiangcheng were all stunned. They saw that Song Tianming, who was alive and vigorous not long ago, was now lying on the bed, dying.
His face was weirdly distorted, as if he had been hit by a weapon like a stick, and his brow bone was broken. What was even more frightening was that his eyes were now two bloody holes. When he heard someone approaching, Song Tianming coughed violently. , spraying blood foam from the corners of his mouth.
"Mr. Song!" Ye Qiutang immediately rushed over and grabbed Song Tianming's exposed hand. His pulse was already very weak.
"Senior Song!" Jiang Cheng came back to his senses and looked at the nearest Manager Murong, "What on earth is going on?"
Before Manager Murong spoke, another person The curses rang out, and Zhao Dutong was so angry that his hand holding the knife trembled, "It's not that damn Huiqing, she ...She is fake! Any repentance is fake!”
“After we separated, Huiqing said that she knew a place where we could hide, but who would have thought that it was a trap? ! 20 monks were lying in wait there, and they suddenly rushed out and caught us off guard!”
"By the way, those monks look familiar to me! They are all the demonic monks from the Gongde Hall before, and the leader is none other than Monk Huide!"
Jiang Cheng knew it in his heart. No wonder he didn't see Hui De in the Gongde Hall tonight. Monk De, it turned out to be waiting for them here!
The fat man was furious when he saw Song Tianming in this state, "Where's Hui Qing? Have you caught her?"
"It would have been good to have escaped at that time. I have no time to care about her, but I will chop her!" Commander Zhao raised his arm and pointed it to Fatty Jiangcheng, "Just chop her here, no. I'll take half of her life!"
Jiang Cheng looked at the people in the room carefully and discovered something strange. Except for Song Tianming who was seriously injured and only half-breathed, the others There was nothing serious, even the old woman standing behind the table with a face full of fear only scratched her skin and bled a little.
After all, Song Tianming was the leader of the alchemist sect. Even if his skills were inferior, he was only slightly inferior to Zhao Dutong. How could he end up in this situation?
Worrying about arousing unnecessary suspicion, Jiang Cheng asked the question in a cryptic manner. Commander Zhao sighed, looked at Song Tianming on the bed, and frowned slightly, "This matter is strange. Those The monks' goal was very clear. They divided almost half of their people to attack Mr. Song, and they were all the strongest monks. , The remaining ones seemed to be fighting us fiercely, but I can see that they were just to contain the three of us and prevent us from supporting Mr. Song."
"Then how did you escape in the end. "Come out?" Seeing Song Tianming's miserable appearance, Jiang Cheng couldn't figure out how they could break out of the encirclement and rescue Song Tianming.
Commander Zhao’s expression became weird, “It’s even weirder when we talk about this matter. After they defeated Mr. Song, they were about to kill him, but suddenly all the monks They stopped moving, then suddenly looked in one direction, and then they suddenly screamed and ran away as if they had seen something particularly terrifying."
"Also, they ran very fast. Urgent, even those sticks and weapons were left behind.”
Having said this, Commander Zhao let out a deep breath, with a hint of happiness in his voice, "But it's a good thing those people went crazy, otherwise we wouldn't have survived."
" Cough...cough cough..."
Song Tianming coughed violently, then looked in the direction of Jiang Cheng with his bloody eyes, and his weak voice gradually sounded, "Jiang...Little friend Jiang, you did it, right?" (End of Chapter)