Chapter 166: Pursuing thieves
There is a low soil slope outside Xilian Terrace. The terrain is higher and the field of vision is broadened. The soldiers of Xilian Terrace specially built a wooden sentry post on it to keep track of the whole situation and guard against the corners. The black water evil thing jumped out of the corner and attacked the Western Union Station.
However, the wooden sentry tower was extremely quiet at this moment. The bodies of several soldiers were lying at the door. Either a big hole was opened in the chest, or the neck was twisted, lying in various places, and they died with their eyes open.
The inside of the observation deck is even more bloody. There are stumps on the ground, debris on the wall, hair, flesh, sebum and bones mixed together, stuck to the wall, layer after layer. , exuding a strong smell of rust and putrid smell.
Flies were flying around in the building, making a buzzing sound.
Going up the stairs to the top of the observation tower, a large table was set up. Next to the table was a long Mazha stool with a monk sitting sideways on it.
The monk has a strong build and a fleshy face. A scar extends from his left temple to his collarbone. He looks more like a shaved-headed bandit than a kind-hearted Buddhist.
With his innate virtues, he is considered a famous figure in the world.
The monk's robe on his body was stained with blood and had dried up. It was connected with his skin and turned into blood scabs. Under the rough bronze skin, there was a faint reddish gold color. Streamer scrolls.
When a skilled martial artist sees him like this, he can probably guess that this man has learned a lot of kung fu and his fists and kicks should be strong.
The monk grabbed the clay jar on the table and started pouring wine into his mouth. Half of the wine went into his mouth and the other half was spilled on him, but he didn't care.
After finishing the drink, he placed the wine jar directly above his head, letting the slightly turbid wine wash over his body from top to bottom, washing away the blood stains.
He turned his head and looked at the Western Union Station in the distance.
In his eyes, all the dream ghosts around Xilian Tower had been slaughtered. Except for a gap in the big iron gate, there seemed to be no change in the rest.
Sweared:
"Grandma, what on earth is in the Western Union? The big dream given by Buddha has been spilled, and the ghost in the dream has also been summoned. Why the hell can't it be defeated?"
He frowned, his mouth was unclean, and there was an evil look between his brows, which made him look scary.
This person is also one of the generals of the Smiling Buddha, and also a person in Xiaohuanxi. His nickname is "Vajra with Angry Eyes" and his Buddhist name is "Xuanjin".
He comes from "Bao Chan", a large Western temple, and is a monk of the Xuan generation. Bao Chan is located in a remote place. When Daliang was still prosperous, he had heard that "there are many disasters in the world, and Shura cries of injustice". Now, Now that Daliang is in chaos, all the monks in the temple have walked out, relying on their own "Buddhism" and "means" to seek the "true scripture" in their minds in this troubled world.
To put it bluntly, she is a woman with power and money.
Xuanjin is also slightly different from other Xiao Huanxi. Most of the Xiao Huanxi people like to lie and play tricks on others, playing dirty tricks, tearing good families apart, and turning good people into greedy ones. Evil thief; and for Xuan Jin, this is really too troublesome. It is better to grab the gold you see and take the silver you see, and do whatever you want.
This time it was also because the Smiling Buddha promised him gold, silver and jewelry that he rushed to Youzhou all the way and used the top treasures given by the Smiling Buddha to set up the Western Union.
At that time, the Smiling Buddha promised him that as long as he shook the bell, a big dream would envelope the entire Xilian Station, and the monsters in the dream would crawl out from the border of chaos, attacking and killing people. In half a day, we can directly break through the Western Alliance Tower and kill all the soldiers inside.
But four or five days have passed now, and the corpses under the watchtower where he was are stinking, but the Western Union Station has still not been captured.
I couldn’t help but think:
It’s evil.
Even though we are all in a dream, who is still guarding the stage?
Could it be that the old monk knew that I overheard him talking and sent me a mission that was bound to fail?
That shouldn’t be the case. It’s not like he doesn’t know my temper, so isn’t he afraid that I will let this secret out?
Xuan Jin’s mind was filled with mush and he really couldn’t figure out what was going on.
Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind blowing from behind, blowing all the way to the direction of the Western Union Station.
Looking up again, I found petals floating out from above Dazhai.
“Huh?”
The brows wrinkled slightly.
Petals?
Are the soldiers who live in Xilian Terrace so bitchy? Why do you still have the habit of planting flowers?
Putting a pair of big hands on his bald head, he couldn't figure it out.
I don’t know why, but there was an ominous premonition in my heart.
It seemed that something was happening in the Xilian Terrace, something he couldn't understand was happening.
After calming down, he squinted his eyes, moved the Tao Xing to the position of his eyes, and Xuan Jin's field of vision was quickly zoomed in front of the Xiliantai Gate.
This is one of the two special skills of their Bao Chan, called "Thousands of Miles of Eyes", which allows Xuan Jin to see extremely far away locations.
After staring for a while, I suddenly found a Taoist coming out of the doorway.
He has a handsome face and is young.
The Taoist looked around as if looking for something.
Suddenly he raised his head and looked in the direction of Xuan Jin.
Xuan Jin and Taoist looked at each other.
For just a moment, Xuan Jin felt that his soul had been hit hard by the club in front of him.
Those eyes seemed to have surging power, shocking his soul. In an instant, Xuan Jin felt his heart skip a beat!
He didn't even have time to react when he saw the Taoist kicking his feet and leaping up, flying directly towards Xuan Jin!
The speed was fast and furious, almost in the blink of an eye, he flew to the watchtower.
“What an egg thing!”
Xuan Jin came back to his senses and was only halfway through his voice when he realized that a Taoist priest was already standing in front of him.
He was floating in the air, his robes moving slightly.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Xuan Jin's forehead.
Of course he had heard about this Taoist priest before coming here.
The fact that the Taoist priest beheaded You Changqing has now spread throughout Xiao Huanxi. Now everyone knows that "there is a powerful Taoist priest in Daliang, and it is not a problem to slap Xiao Huanxi."
At that time, Xuan Jin had never met Zuo Chen. He only heard rumors and had no idea about this Taoist priest. After all, there were too many people bragging about it in the world. Kill an old dog and dare to call yourself a killer. Killing a tiger; killing a tiger is even more extraordinary, and you have to say that you killed a monster.
So, when it was said that the Taoist priest had killed You Changqing, Xuan Jin only believed half of it.
It is impossible to say that You Changqing was pinned to the ground by a Taoist priest and beaten violently, and the man who begged his grandfather to complain to his grandmother was killed; it is also impossible to say that You Changqing was besieged by a large group of martial arts masters, and as a result, You Changqing After killing seven in and seven out, only this Taoist priest was left, and he was picked up by the Taoist priest.
At that time, Xuan Jin was thinking, if this Taoist priest appeared in front of him, and he had a killing weapon, he might be able to fight with the Taoist priest. If the opponent was really a parallel import, he could kill him and get his reputation in vain. .
It wasn’t until he saw the person in person that Xuan Jin realized:
Fight with this Taoist priest?
You talking about me?
He just jumped from the Western Union Tower, which was so far away, to the observation tower in a single jump.
After traveling all over the country for so many years, he has indeed seen many masters, but this is the first time he has seen such magical methods.
Hit a wooden fish hammer!
My mind froze slightly, and my body reacted instinctively.
Run!
Xuan Jin jumped directly towards the bottom of the high platform, and fell from the watchtower in a whoosh.
When his feet landed on the ground, Xuan Jin felt his legs sink, and he wanted to run away.
But before his legs could even take two steps, Xuan Jin suddenly noticed two big men standing under the observation deck, one in front and one behind, both looking like farm men.
The two of them seemed to have little ability. Xuan Jin was also anxious now. He didn't have time to think too much, so he directly chose the man without the weapon, hoping to rush out from him.
He reached into his arms and took out a cyan bell, and a light red light appeared all over his body, blooming layer by layer from the bottom of his skin, and his body seemed to swell. A big circle.
He was like a bull, with enough strength to break rocks and trees. He sullenly rushed towards the man, while his hands began to shake and the bells jingled.
A faint mist surged from all around, covering the surroundings in the blink of an eye. The man in front of him seemed to be affected, and his movements were a little slow.
There is drama!
Xuan Jin was overjoyed, feeling that he only needed to speed up more and use more force to knock this man to death and escape!
However, at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew from the surroundings, blowing away the fog and waking up the slightly groggy man.
I saw the man's eyes turned solemn, and he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Xuan Jin directly on the chest.
"Well..."
Xuanjin's head leaned forward, his legs moved forward, but his waist and abdomen were dented by the kick, and his body was turned into a curved shrimp, and the bell in his hand flew away. He got out and fell to the ground.
At this moment, Xuan Jin’s innate Taoist skills and refined body were like a piece of waste paper, which was easily poked and shattered into pieces!
"Bump!"
Xuan Jin was kicked out by Guan Gou Dou, and was kicked to Zhu Laoba's position. Zhu Laoba also stretched out his foot and kicked Xuan Jin fiercely. ’s waist, and kicked him back again, falling to the feet of the dog fighting.
Such a happy monk was kicked as a ball by two demon kings!
After stopping again, Xuan Jin wanted to get up, but suddenly found that his entire lower body had no feeling at all.
He lowered his head and took a look, and found that he had lost control of himself at some point and was leaking feces and urine.
“It’s so damn dirty!”
Guan Gou Dou spat at Xuan Jin and spit the phlegm into his face.
"Don't beat him to death." Zuo Chen fell from the air and landed gently in front of Xuan Jin. In Xuan Jin's desperate eyes, he lowered his head and looked at him.
Smiled:
“I thought that all those who were attacked by the Smiling Buddha were dream thieves, but I didn’t expect that there was one who came in the flesh.”
Xuan Jin’s eyes Despair emerged.
Asking for a monthly ticket
(End of this chapter)