The Legend of Shushan Xuanjian

Chapter 272 Golden Carp
On the Taihu Lake in my life, I have passed by several times.Now that it is heavy, what is there to worry about and the water and clouds?It is planned to exchange the long sword in the box for a leaf of the boat, and return to the old fishing coir.Silver Ai is not my business, the valleys have been wasted.

——Excerpt from Anonymous (Song)
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The talismans all over the sky turned into pairs of colorful butterflies, dancing in mid-air together with the snowflakes falling from the sky.

A pair of slanting sun, thin wings greasy smoky light.Curl floc limelight is dying.Butterfly went to Xuefei and had nowhere to ask.

These butterflies are extremely colorful and several times larger than ordinary butterflies.After smelling the smell of blood, they flapped their wings and landed on the corpse of the man in black on the snowy ground.The men in black are densely packed, and at a glance, it makes one's scalp tingle.

These butterflies are bloodthirsty!

In the blink of an eye, several men in black turned into mummies.

The eyes of the fishing man in a straw hat flashed sharply, and he said: "As expected, you are the culprit in the 'Butterfly Murder Case in the Suburbs of Beijing'! Liu Hanyan also fell for your way."

Daoist Bichen laughed triumphantly, and shouted: "It's too late to regret now, let you see how powerful Daoist is!".Daoist Bichen chanted a mantra, and butterflies covered the sky and the sun, and flew towards him, like a huge colorful tent covering the fisherman in a straw hat.

When the butterfly approached the fisherman in a coir hat, the fisherman struggled in his dantian, and a breath of dantian qi was blown out of his mouth, like a strong wind sweeping fallen leaves.The butterflies were blown away by the Gang Qi, but the formation was not in disorder.The group of butterflies circled and flew out of a long snake formation, looking at each other from head to tail, and launched an attack at the same time.

The fisherman in a coir hat snorted and said, "Small tricks!"

With a move of his hand, a bucket-thick fountain shot out from the ice cave where the big fish came out of the water.With a wave of his sleeve, the fountain is like a waterfall, rushing towards the butterfly.At this time, the sky is freezing, and the butterfly meets the water, and quickly freezes into an ice butterfly, falls weightlessly, and falls to pieces.

Taoist Bichen gritted his teeth and used his housekeeping skills.

He summoned the panther, chanted a spell, and slashed his left wrist with the nail of his right hand, pouring the splashed blood into the panther's mouth.The panther drank three times in a row, and the tip of its greedy tongue wiped away the blood left by its sharp teeth and lips.

"Soul-moving Dafa"!Daoist Bichen let out a shout.

The black panther let out a long howl, and arched its body like a civet cat stretching its waist.With this arch, the body of the leopard slowly elongated, and looking at the black panther again, it became more than three times its size.

This 'moving soul Dafa' is the most yin and evil kung fu of the Demon Gate.Through the psychic, the caster transfers part of his own soul to other things, just like a person has two clones.The caster can manipulate two clones to attack and defend at the same time.The real body and the doppelgänger are more connected than the two twin brothers, and they can switch offense and defense with ease, which is hard to guard against.

The coir hat fisherman smiled proudly, turned his palms into claws, grabbed in the air, and pulled the huge golden carp to his side.The fisherman curled his fingers into scissors, cut off a lock of silver hair, and tied it firmly on the carp's beard.Then, throw the golden carp back into the ice hole.The carp swung its tail, creating a wave.

Daoist Bichen's eyes were red, and Fuchen hesitated, ready to attack at any time.

The panther sneaked around behind the fisherman in a hat, squatted down, and his minions were ferocious, ready to strike, ready for a fatal blow.

Under the blessing of soul-shifting Dafa, the black panther is extremely wild and ferocious.Hearing a roar like a thunderbolt from the black panther, the panther's eyes widened, and all the hair on its body suddenly stood up.The black panther's hind legs slightly bent, and then jumped up into the air, opened its bloody mouth, and rushed towards the coir hat fisherman.

"Evil animals dare to be presumptuous!"

Out of the corner of his eye, the fisherman in a coir hat swung his fishing rod out, and the hook, like a caltrop, went straight to the eyes of the black panther.At the moment when the fishing man in a coir hat was distracted, Taoist Bichen flicked his whisk and straightened it, sweeping like an iron whip, like running thunder.

The fisherman in a coir hat did not make any movements, but the boat was like a sled on ice, sliding backwards silently, avoiding the deadly combined attack of the front and back.

However, Taoist Master Bichen's method of moving souls is also solid and sharp. The dust whisk will sweep in front of the fisherman in the coir raincoat, and the dust whisk will sweep out several cracks in the coir raincoat.As a result, the fisherman's hook lost sight and slipped past the corner of the panther's eye, drawing a long bloodstain on the panther's cheek.

Anger appeared on the face of the hat fisherman, he swung his fishing rod out, hooked up a huge piece of ice the size of a millstone, and threw it at Taoist Bichen.The giant ice was heavy and heavy, roaring towards it, but Taoist Bichen didn't dare to block it, so he slid to avoid it.The huge ice hit the air, smashing a crack in the ice surface.

The fisherman in a coir hat floated out of the boat and stomped on the crack in the ice.Suddenly there was a crackling sound, and the ice surface in the circle cracked and broke into dozens of ice cubes, which sank or floated and fell into the river water.

Taoist Priest Bichen hurriedly jumped onto an ice floe, and was about to use his strength to jump to the shore when the hook flew out and the fishing line formed a net, blocking the way to fly.Taoist Bichen hurriedly stretched out his hand to parry.

The black panther was heavy, with its four legs folded, standing on an ice floe, unable to take care of itself.The fishhook flew over again without a sound, and with an electric strike, it hooked the black panther's eyes.

Taoist Priest Bichen felt pain piercing his eyes, he let out a roar, like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, he fell on the surface of the ice floe.

The leopard's eyes were bleeding, and the black panther was roaring and neighing like crazy.The pain disconnected the black panther from the soul of Daoist Bichen, out of control.

Suddenly, there was a sound of water, and a golden carp with a length of more than ten feet leaped out of the water and soared into the air.The huge fish tail swung and hit the panther's waist.The black panther's vision was blurred, unable to dodge in time, and was swept into the ice cave by the fish's tail.

The panther was startled, using all four paws, trying to climb up the ice floe.Tens of thousands of koi under the water roared towards the black panther, engulfed it into the water, and circled several times to form a cylindrical wall of fish.

The black panther scratched its claws and bit its mouth, grabbing three or five koi.But more koi swarmed over, blocking the black panther's way to swim up and back.

The panther thrashed dozens of times, and finally exhausted its strength, its movements slowed down, its four legs spread out, and it slowly floated on the icy water.

When the black panther was about to die, Bichen Daochang seemed to have his throat pinched, his neck became thicker and his veins bulged.He pointed at the coir hat, his eyes wandered, and he asked, "Wu Na, you old man, how can you know how to transfer souls?"

The fisherman in a hat hat disdainfully said: "Frog at the bottom of the well! How can such a dark and evil method like the soul-shifting method be compared with the Taoism in our school!"

The fisherman in a coir hat pointed at Taoist Bichen with his fishing rod, and scolded: "You have no conscience, today is the time for you to subdue the law!"

The hook flew out again and spiraled down.Daoist Bichen was like the black panther before, exhausted and unable to resist.The fishing line is connected with people and whisks, tied up with five flowers, and wound several times.

Taoist Priest Bichen knew that the end was approaching, so he didn't have the arrogance just now, so he pleaded bitterly.The fisherman in a coir hat beat the dog in the water, mercilessly, and shouted: "Demon Dao, take your life!"

He spit out his inner strength, tightened the fishing line, and with a "bang", he tore apart Bichen Daochang into eight pieces, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The fisherman in the coir hat has a long body and stands tall, looking far into the distance.Asuo and Aqi, disciples of Daoist Priest Bichen, have escaped thousands of steps away.It turned out that the two saw that Taoist Bichen was not a match for the fisherman, so they made a decisive decision, left their master behind, ran away with their heads in their arms, and fled in all directions.

The fishing man in the coir hat thought: "Forget it, these two people are still alive, let them live a few more days, and someone will collect their bodies for them."

The fisherman pinched his fingers and said to Jiang Shui, "Send that crying boy home quickly. After soaking in the water for such a long time, the poison of thousands of ants eating souls should be cured!"

The huge golden carp jumped out of the water again, jumped up, and drew a graceful arc in the snowy sky.

The coir hat fisherman stands proudly on the head of the boat, and with a wave of his sleeves, the boat flutters like a sail, floats into the water, and slides slowly towards the vast mist...

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Ah Cheng was the guy on the morning shift today. As soon as it was dawn, he carried a pole on his shoulder and went to the well near the Bashu Guild Hall to fetch water.

He unloaded the pole and was about to put down the pulley to scoop water.There was only a sudden sound of water, and a figure flew out of the well, and fell to the ground with a 'pop'.

"Damn it!" Ah Cheng hurriedly rubbed his eyes, and after making sure that he was not dazzled, he slowly stepped forward to inquire.

Ah Cheng bravely turned the man over slowly.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Fu?"

　Reference poem:
　　1. Ouyang Xiu in "Looking at Jiangnan·Jiangnan Butterfly"
　　Butterflies in the south of the Yangtze River, a pair of slanting sun.The body is like He Langquan's fan, and the heart is like Han Shou's love for stealing fragrance.Talent and frivolity.

　　After light rain, the thin wings are greasy and smoky.Only then did I accompany the bee to the small courtyard, and then flew over the east wall with the flying catkins.Long is busy with flowers.

　　2. "Cold Spring" by Mei Yaochen (Song Dynasty)

　　The spring day is overcast and cloudy, and the clouds are thinner and deeper.

　　Butterfly cold side retracts its wings, Hua Leng is not happy.

　　The green curtains of the sub-trees move, and the rain comes along the mountains.

　　It's not a bad scene, and you can't find it if you are sick.

　　3. Zhao Lingjuan (Song Dynasty) of "Butterfly Love Flowers: Juan Xu's Frenzy"

　　Curl floc limelight is dying.Falling pink and red, every day is fragrant.The new wine adds to the residual wine.This spring does not reduce the hatred of the previous spring.

　　Die went to Yingfei and had nowhere to ask.Tall buildings across the water, looking to break Pisces letter.Annoyed Hengbo Qiu an inch.The setting sun is only as close as dusk.

　　4 On the Taihu Lake in his life, he passed by several times.Now that it is heavy, what is there to worry about and the water and clouds?It is planned to exchange the long sword in the box for a leaf of the boat, and return to the old fishing coir.Silver Ai is not my business, the valleys have been wasted.

　　Chow down on new perch, pour fine wine, and play an elegy.Peaceful growth, how can it be said that today knows how to fight.If you want to wash down the snow waves of the three rivers, you don't need to pull the Tianhe River to wash away the dust.Looking back at Xiaohan, tears fell into the clear waves!

　　——"Water Tune Getou Life on Taihu Lake" Anonymous (Song)
　　
　
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