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Chapter 266

As soon as Taoist Fang entered the door, the expression of the man in black suddenly changed.

He stared fixedly at the Taoist.

He couldn't even deal with the monk, so he could only take hostages to resist. At this moment, the Taoist came back again.

Could it be that his luck was really bad, and he deserved to die here today?
The people who were already terrified of fighting skills were relieved, as long as the person who came in was not a demon, everyone still had room for discussion.

Compared with other demons and ghosts, although this Taoist priest looks evil, he is actually somewhat kind.

However, the Taoists who have just started seem to be unable to see the situation in front of them clearly.

Shut the door with a strong wind so as not to let the cold breath in.

Then Da Ma Jin Dao sat down on the bench.

Looking at the woman standing aside, he said rather flatly, "Is the wine warm?"

The woman was stunned, but she reacted after a while: "Hey, oh, it's warmed up."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands to remove the jug from the clay stove.

The heat caused her hands to melt a little, but she was not afraid at all, and hurriedly poured wine for the red-haired Taoist.

As a well-known alcoholic, Tu Shanjun couldn't wait.

The spirit wine enters the cup, and its crystal clear color is just like the fine nectar and jade dew.

The fragrance is even more refreshing, and I feel drunk just by smelling it.

Drink it all in one gulp.

The five viscera and the six internal organs turned into a coolness amidst the scorching heat, and the coolness mixed with fragrance and drunkenness surged to the head.

Tu Shanjun couldn't help sighing, he should have appeared in real body, let this incarnation of Yin God drink wine, it seems like a cow chewing peonies and ruining things.

Look at the other full wine cup on the table.

I thought it was slightly better than the bad water before, but he really raised the evaluation of the wine, this thing is the bad water.

Tu Shanjun felt even more angry, and tore off the black lock wrapped around the old fox, and took it over: "The shopkeeper, the fake wine sold is not good, and you dare to serve this thing to me?"

"How dare the little old man lie to Master Dao? It is indeed a rare treasure."

The shopkeeper who was grabbed by the neck by Tu Shanjun turned into a big raccoon fox, and his two front paws hurriedly clasped his hands together: "Master Dao, your eyes are like torches, the little old man's family is all wild foxes in the mountains, they are really not as good as monkeys!" Can make wine."

"Fox?" Tu Shanjun looked up and down, let go of his hand and did not embarrass the shopkeeper.

Not to mention that he is not a person who would blame others because of a little appetite, even if the other party is a fox, he has to take care of it.

The fox rolled on the ground and became the old shopkeeper again, with the folds on his face forming a smile.

The action of the red-haired Taoist completely eliminated the solemn atmosphere in the inn.

Miao Sheng was also very surprised, why didn't this person help?
Of course, he felt uneasy if the Taoist didn't make a move, but he actually breathed a sigh of relief after holding back for a long time.

However, as soon as he slacked off, someone over there asked him the question.

"Master Daoist, why don't you help the master who is traveling with you?" The smile on the woman's face was warm and cautious.

Tasting the fine wine, Tu Shanjun glanced at Juefa who was holding the bone beads and chanting sutras, and immediately said, "He doesn't need my help."

The strength of the black-robed man is at most the late stage of Qi refining, and he is still Ye Guchan in a small place, so how could he be the opponent of Juefa.Juefa probably didn't want to hurt his life, so he didn't do anything serious.

"Let me go."

Miao Sheng squeezed Changshanke's hand a little tighter.

The face of the kidnapped man turned red, but he couldn't break free no matter what.

Miao Sheng looked nervous, but he knew in his heart that he might not be able to run today.

However, he also had reasons why he had to leave.

"Why did the almsgiver say that? The door is right there, and the little monk didn't stop him." Jue Faxu put his hands together, and under his lowered eyelids was a pair of calm eyes.

"really?"

"Amitabha, monks don't lie."

Holding the guest hostage, Miao Sheng slowly moved towards the door until he reached the cotton curtain.

The shopkeeper hurriedly tried to persuade him, "Master, you can't let him go. He is the emissary of the Daheishan Ghost King. If he leaves, you and the Taoist priest will definitely face big trouble."

Hearing the ghost's envoy, Mr. Tu Shan couldn't help but look sideways.

Then stop paying attention.

Since the monk has already made a decision, he will not interfere.

There may be troubles that the old fox said, but they have already offended the Lord of the Great Black Mountain.

Destroying temples and cutting doors, destroying statues and seizing treasures, they made great enemies.

I don't care about such little things.

"Amitabha." Juefa didn't agree, but just recited the Buddha's name lightly.

Miao Sheng let go of the hostage, opened the curtain and retreated outside the door.

Just when a man in a leather jacket broke into the inn, he bumped into Miao Sheng's generous shoulder in a daze, and was about to curse: "Who doesn't..."

Suddenly, he met those copper bell-like eyes, and choked his throat abruptly when the words came to his mouth.

"Step aside."

The thick and heavy voice hammered heavily on the man's chest and heart, shaking him back two steps, and unknowingly opened the way.

Miao Sheng glanced back at Jue Fa, then leaped up to the roof and disappeared.

Jue Fa suddenly said, "That man has a clean spirit, he is probably a good man."

The red-haired Taoist who was drinking said lightly: "Good people and bad people are no different from me."

Anyway, Miao Sheng also played with Juefa, and the person involved didn't say anything, and he was too lazy to meddle in other people's affairs.

The man in the leather jacket was taken aback. He thought that the martial arts of the man in black was very high, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.It can't be considered that it is a river or lake, but I just feel that this town is really unusual, and the inn is also very weird.

Thinking about it, she tiptoed into the door.

Monks chanting scriptures, red-haired Taoists eating wine, snow-coated women standing beside Taoists, Jianghu guests with knives and sticks, military men sitting around a table, businessmen traveling from south to north, and men in cloaked clothes. The cloak looks like a couple from an official family.

"The third master?!"

The man in the leather jacket saw the mountain tiger standing in the hall in a daze, and the brothers beside him.

This exclamation immediately attracted the attention of the shopkeeper, Laohu.

The man in the fur jacket didn't come in, but turned around and ran towards the gate of the inn.

……

King Kong, who was waiting outside the inn, felt uneasy, and only the talisman in his hand could give him a sense of security.

He took four brothers into the town, searched and found that it was an empty town, only the chimney of the inn was steaming, and the footprints all around pointed to the inn, so they gathered here.

Just approaching the door but not daring to go in.

I sent my younger brother to investigate, but I don't know the specific situation yet.

"Brother, I found it."

"Find the third family and a group of brothers, they are all in the inn..." The fur-coated boy shouted before he left the courtyard.

After King Kong heard the words, he looked at his brother behind him: "If we go back so easily, the master will not spare us lightly."

The three people behind them shuddered.

Outsiders only think that Da Dangjia is the leader of thousands of bandits, a dragon in the snow.

Only they know the actual situation, the head of the family is extremely cruel, let alone considerate of his subordinates.If things are not done well, I'm afraid I will have to peel off my skin when I go back.

So King Kong was unwilling and did not dare to shirk.

Now that the brothers under their command have come back safely, they have a little confidence in their hearts.

"Follow me into the inn."

……

King Kong also followed his brother into the inn.

His eyes turned involuntarily, drawing the appearance of everyone in the inn lobby into his eyes.

When he saw the red-haired Taoist, his expression froze. He knew that he was an expert, an expert who dared not offend even his own head of the family easily.

I saw the third master and a group of brothers who were standing still.

However, when he saw those quacks with guns and knives, his eyes widened, they were full of horror, and they trembled slightly.

He raised his arm and pointed at the quack: "Why are you here?"

The Jianghu guest gave a light sigh, and then sneered, "Why can't we be here?"

"You shouldn't be here."

"I remember someone buried you." King Kong clenched the yellow talisman tightly in his hand, gasped, his teeth twitched from the cold, he lost all confidence in his voice, and his legs swayed.

"Correct."

The table of quacks looked at each other and smiled, revealing pale faces, and their originally complete bodies became bloody.

"Ghost... ah!"

Before King Kong and a group of younger brothers could escape, the old fox had already captured them, standing in the lobby of the inn like the so-called three-headed tiger.

"Taoist, master."

"Little old man, there is a reason for everything..."

The Jianghu guest took over the words: "That's right, thousands of army thieves rape and plunder, take pleasure in killing people, and do all sorts of evil."

"Our brothers originally wanted to act chivalrously and kill thousands of bandits and bandits, but we were captured and killed because of our incompetence..."

"Amitabha."

The monk didn't stop him, and didn't say when it was time to repay the grievances, but just sat quietly on the bench and recited scriptures.

The figures of the table of quacks gradually faded, and they wanted to break free angrily, until the ferocious faces were comforted into serenity, and finally turned into rays of light and disappeared.

"Amitabha. All benefactors, let's go to reincarnation, and the karma will be taken over by the little monk."

Hearing what the monk said, Tu Shanjun became interested.

He looked at Juefa who was sitting still with a smile.

Saving ghosts and ghosts does not count as killing, because they are already dead, and their flesh and blood are only condensed evil spirits.

Only ghost cultivators who have entered the Tao can be counted as living beings again.

The dead flesh condensed by the evil energy on the body turns into living flesh. It is no longer the condensed evil energy, but the real flesh and bones. It can really be called resurrection from death.

Killing is different. For Buddhism, killing is a serious crime.

Unexpectedly, Juefa got up, bowed and said: "Senior, please help."

What the monk said is calm.

Almost choking on a sip of wine, Mr. Tu Shan looked surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions, and waved his hand to let out the ghost stored in his sleeve robe.

……

"It's been so long, why hasn't there been any news yet?"

"Brother, why don't I take my brothers in?" The man carrying the weapon looked at the flood dragon in the snow, and he couldn't wait for such a long time.

And it's not an option to always be frozen in the snow.

Seeing how many black clouds appeared in the distance, Lu Bianjiao frowned, and was about to say something, but saw a huge demon appearing in front of him.

Anti-bow animal hooves, two long and short horns on the top of the head, and a body of green leather.

The body with the condensed evil spirit looked very burly, even when he sat down on the steed, he couldn't help but back away in horror.

The horses that the horse thieves were sitting on were running around in a panic, and the already chaotic formation seemed to be scattered and fled in all directions.

The snow dragon took out the talisman from his bosom, pasted it on his body, held a pair of halberds in his hand, and sternly shouted: "Where is the evildoer, don't go away!"

The green-skinned rhino horn ghost grinned, revealing its sharp fangs.

Feishen appeared in front of the snow dragon in an instant, and immediately opened his bloody mouth.

After one bite, the head has disappeared, and the upright corpse is still sitting on the horse.

A gray mist filled the air, and more than a dozen demons sprang out of the mist.

Crying and shouting resounded, mixed with the sound of fleeing for their lives.

However, no matter how they urged the horses to sit down, the gray fog seemed to spread endlessly, and there was no way to escape.

Even after running for a long time, I finally realized that I was back in the same place.

Turns out they've been spinning around.

Even the ghosts gathered during the fight did not escape the nibbling of the ghosts, and they were swallowed whole in a short while.

The cultivation bases of a few of the high-ranking ghosts were loose, and they faintly appeared to be about to break through.

a while.

The sound disappeared, and the flesh and bones were eaten away.

All that was left was a mess.

As the gray mist swept back, even the blood on the ground was melted into evil spirit.

Nothing was wasted at all.

The ferocious nature of the ghosts who had eaten enough to drink was aroused.

However, with a cold snort, they all went back into the mist obediently.

(End of this chapter)