The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 103 Bloody Night

"boom!"

"boom!"

As soon as the White Lotus Sect spoke, what they answered was the sound of gunshots like fried beans.

Backed by the big tree of foreigners, the Black Tiger Gang can get a lot of firearms, while the White Lotus Sect regards it as a strange and obscene skill.

At this time, the Bailian Sect members, under the leadership of an old Taoist, led them to rush out directly.

They have no firearms, only a few hidden ones, bows and crossbows, and most of them want to approach quickly and fight hand-to-hand with the Black Tiger Gang.

These members of the White Lotus Sect have practiced martial arts since childhood, and they are quite good when placed in the grass.

But the Black Tiger Gang usually does a lot of evil, and has been fighting with the Beisha Gang for many years. They are good at fighting in groups, and their murderous spirit is not inferior to them.

No less than a hundred people touched them in the dark, and they were all elites of the Black Tiger Gang.

They obviously and confidently blamed Black Crow's death on the White Lotus Sect.

The teahouse is full of corpses of your White Lotus followers, who else could it be if it wasn't you?
There are two leaders, Feng Li and Zheng Xiang.

They are all under the three adopted sons of the gang leader, who are famous for their martial arts and are extremely outstanding.

The only remaining adoptive son, Black Snake, naturally didn't dare to show his face.

Yang Feique hid in the distance with his younger sister. When he saw the members of the White Lotus Sect rushing out like idiots, and then fell down in a row, he immediately cursed idiots in his heart.

"It's no wonder that after so many years, they haven't been able to achieve the weather. They can obviously defend against the wall, and take advantage of the darkness of the night to use the strengths of weapons, but they have to meet them head-on. Isn't this courting death?"

Hearing her sister muttering in a low voice, Yang Feiyan held a weapon in her arms and was eager to try: "Sister, what should we do and who should we help?"

"You're out of your mind, we're not going to help anyone, we're going to save people."

Yang Feique raised his hand, and wanted to give her a hand, but was afraid of being discovered, so he took his sister and walked towards the nunnery on tiptoe.

Seeing the members of the White Lotus Sect, Feng Li rushed out desperately, and shook his head: "A group of lunatics."

Zheng Xiang next to him held guns in both hands, looked at the people of the White Lotus Sect who were slowly approaching, and said: "The times have changed, but these people have not changed."

As he said that, he stretched his legs, plucked the green onions from the dry land, and jumped straight up to the treetops, his guns crackling, turning himself into a night spearman.

Finally, after the White Lotus Sect left behind more than a dozen corpses, they finally met the members of the Black Tiger Gang head-on.

They are in groups of three and cooperate with each other tacitly. They often strike out unexpectedly and kill several people in a row in an instant.

Although the members of the Black Tiger Gang were full of murderous intent, they usually fought with brute force.

In this melee, the effect of these long guns that are fired and tied will be greatly reduced.

Feng Li held a Wuji knife in his hand, with a blade on one side and a thick back on the other.

The front quarter of the blade is also sharpened so that it can be picked and stabbed like a sword.

As soon as he threw himself into the crowd, he directly slashed Huashan Mountain, and a red-clothed woman from the White Lotus Sect in front of him was instantly split in two, split from the middle, and the bits and pieces in her stomach fell all over the floor.

He learned from Li Yaochen, the number one swordsman among the people, and only because of his fierce and brave nature, he caused many murders, so he sneaked out and joined the Black Tiger Gang.

Feng Li wiped the blood all over his face, he looked ferocious like a ghost, and after killing several people in a row, he rushed to the old Taoist who was holding a clear sword.

"Zheng!"

When the swords intersected, both of them gave a cry of surprise.

"The Promise Knife..."

The old Taoist spoke out the fierce saber technique, the shock in his eyes could not be concealed.

Feng Li squinted and sneered: "Since I recognized it, why didn't I have any precautions?"

As he said that, the long knife in his hand was close to the blade, and he stabbed out, making a lunge forward thrust like a sword technique.

Sparks exploded from the close-fitting weapon, illuminating the terrified expression of the old man. He tapped his toes on the ground, and hurriedly backed away, narrowly avoiding the tip of the knife on his chest.

But even so, he was still injured by the saber energy, a small opening was opened in his chest, and blood was gurgling.

"boom!"

Just as the old man stood firm, he heard a gunshot in the canopy of the tree.

It happened that a member of the White Lotus Sect saw that the old Taoist was in trouble and wanted to come to help, so he stood by his side and was shot in the chest.

The old man focused his eyes and looked into the canopy of the tree, but he could only see the branches and leaves shaking, but no one was seen.

He was suddenly terrified, this is a person with excellent lightness skills, hiding in the canopy of the tree, using firearms to fight the enemy, he is almost invincible.

In the past, a person from the Jianghu who only knew how to do light work would not be able to make any waves at all in the Jianghu.

But today is different from the past, the birth of firearms gave these people a chance to make old silver coins.

Holding two guns and stepping on the snow without a trace, you don't have to be too handsome.

The old Taoist kept parrying the long knife that was slashing, chopping, or stabbing with the wind, and finally took the time to shout to his back: "Shoot the arrow into the tree crown, and retreat first when you find the opportunity."

The members of the White Lotus Cult, who had enjoyed killing so much, felt that they were like the god of war. When they heard this, they couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

They finally got close to each other and began to engage in hand-to-hand combat. How did they kill a few people.

You just call out?

After all, those who don't know have no fear, and the two of them were dazed for a while, and then they saw two balls of fire bursting out on the treetop, ate a peanut, and fell straight to the ground.

Raising all his strength to slash the long knife in front of him, the old Taoist took out a bell from his arms, raised his hand and shook it, muttering something.

With the ringing of the bell, the experienced hand pinched the spell, and shouted in a deep voice: "Get up!"

"Swish!"

The corpses in front of them stood up straight.

"what--"

"Zombie—"

Seeing the person who had just died standing up again, the members of the Black Tiger Gang called out directly, and some dared not approach.

The unknown is always scary.

But he is only a half-baked master at Yemao Mountain's exorcism technique.

There were corpses all over the floor, only three or four of them were awakened by him, and they were already sweating profusely, their faces were pale, and they looked disfigured.

Just as he was about to ring the bell again, Feng Li's figure suddenly accelerated, and he slashed down impressively under the light of the knife: "Demon heretics, die to me."

"Shh!"

The long knife poured down with the sharp light of the knife, the old man's palm was cut off at the wrist, and blood gushed out like a spring.

The bell fell to the ground and fell to the ground, and the zombie that had just been awakened fell straight on the ground again, doing nothing, as if playing a joke.

"boom!"

There was another gunshot in the dense forest, a blood flower exploded in front of the old Taoist, the long sword in his other hand fell off, and his eyes lost their luster.

"kill!"

After killing the old Taoist, the wind became more fierce, wrapped in the light of the sword, really like a tiger descending the mountain, with an incomparable momentum, it immediately dispersed the Bailian sect.

At this time, in front of the nunnery gate, there was already chaos, and countless people were fighting together.

From time to time, severed limbs would fly out, like purgatory on earth.

……

The sisters of the Yang family sneaked into the nunnery and searched for the wing room with the dark room according to their memory.

The nunnery is said to be big or small, except for the temple dedicated to the Bodhisattva, which has seven bends and eight circles, and the entrance is full of wing rooms.

Yang Feique thought as he walked.

The last time I came here was during the daytime, I didn't realize it yet, but looking at it now, I realized that this nunnery is really not a serious place, with so many wing rooms built, it looks like a hotel.

Since it was late at night and the light was not good, the two of them searched for a long time like headless chickens, but they couldn't find the wing.

On the contrary, there are many kind-hearted pilgrims and nuns who do not obey the precepts, shivering in the room.

"Sister, it looks the same everywhere here, where do we go to find it?" Yang Feiyan held the bright silver spear behind her back, with an anxious expression on her face.

The little figure walking in front had a serious and tense expression, and his little face was drawn into a straight line.

Feeling the paper figurine on her chest, she deliberately let it out to help find it, but remembered what Xu Ping said, use it in case of danger, I'm afraid this paper figurine doesn't have the function of helping to find someone.

On the surface, the waves were calm, but in his heart, he became a chaotic horse.

Forget it, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!

Thinking of this, she waved out the paper figurine, and under her sister's horrified gaze, she shouted loudly: "Xu Ping, I want to find someone." She thought that this paper figurine could obey his orders.

I saw human-shaped white paper all over the sky, fluttering, and when it landed, a puff of white smoke came out, and it instantly turned into human-sized paper figurines one after another.

In the yard, on the roof, and beside the earthen walls, as far as the eye can see, there are paper figurines with pale faces and missing facial features.

Yang Feique was already mentally prepared, but when he saw so many paper figurines, he still shuddered in fright and couldn't help taking a step back.

"Oh my God!"

Yang Feiyan let out a cry, as courageous as her chest, stretched out her finger and poked the face of the paper figurine next to her, "Sister, did brother Xu give you these paper figurines? It's amazing, isn't it?"

Yang Feique fixed her body, ignored her startled sister, but frowned slightly as she looked at the paper figurines in front of her.

Why are they not moving?
These poorly made paper figurines couldn't listen to orders at all, they just looked around and didn't find any malicious enemies, so they all stood still.

"You move!"

"Find someone, find someone."

Yang Feique yelled twice, but no one paid any attention to her.

At this moment, several members of the Black Tiger Gang rushed over with bloody knives in their hands.

"Oh my God!"

"Ghost, ghost!"

Several people were terrified, and a stream of blood rushed to Parkway, and they almost died of fright.

The paper figurines turned their heads in unison and looked at the members of the Black Tiger Gang. In an instant, eerie laughter emanated from the entire courtyard.

"whee……"

One person fainted from shock on the spot and became incontinent.

The few remaining people turned their heads and ran, just took a step under their feet, and fell to the ground with inertia, and a few heads fell on the spot.

The smell of blood permeated instantly, looking at the corpse on the ground, Yang Feique also shuddered, it turned out that in the yard that night, he was beaten by a few paper figurines like a gopher, and it was still light.

Afterwards, more members of the Black Tiger Gang heard the sound and rushed over aggressively, their ferocity aroused, and they didn't enjoy the killing just now.

continue!

Dozens of people rushed over, the one in front looked at it, said "Oh my god", turned around and ran back without saying a word.

However, the nunnery is more elegantly built. The door is arch-shaped. Those who want to go in from the back want to go out in the front, and all of them are blocked at the door.

The paper man brothers who are like wolves and tigers are not lonely anymore. Their arms are like blades, like leeks, and the heads of dead people fly into the night sky.

Seeing the situation, the sisters of the Yang family looked at each other, then walked away quickly, and continued to find someone to plan.

There should be plenty of time, so don't rush.

At the same time, thirty or fifty paper figurines sensed that the protected person had left, and followed them one after another, while the remaining paper figurines continued to scramble to harvest leeks.

"Boom!"

Two blood flowers exploded in the night sky, and two gunshots were fired one after another. In the Black Tiger Gang, Zheng Xiang, who was invincible with light skills, came like a night owl.

But the gun hit the paper figurine, opening a hole, and a puff of green smoke came out, nothing happened.

Seeing this scene, the face of the man who performed lightness kung fu tightened, "It's over, I'm useless."

Dozens of paper figurines jumped up and slashed towards Zheng Xiang who was in the air. Suddenly, he felt that Yama was entangled with him. He quickly tapped his toes on top of a paper figurine, and rose into the air again like a wild goose.

Before taking a breath, the height of the paper figurine's leap was already approaching.

What the hell is this, it jumps so high!

Although he was shocked, he saw that there was no support in the air, he stepped on his left foot and his right foot, and his figure suddenly rose again.

Seeing that the paper figurine had already started to fall, he was overjoyed and used his agility to prepare to escape. As for Brother Leek below, he couldn't control it anymore.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he saw the falling paper figurine, holding up a paper figurine with a pale complexion, and pushed him up with a sudden force of his arm.

The paper figurine fell into his eyes like a scene of a rocket rising into the sky, and he was immediately dumbfounded.

Brother, you are falling down, where do you give the strength to others, and where do you borrow the strength? Didn’t the foreigners say that the function of strength is to protect each other?

In the world, isn't there such a thing as physics?

Zheng Xiang, who can only do light work, saw the paper figurine waving its arms like blades, and shot twice unwillingly.

"Bang bang..."

Accompanied by gunshots, his proud feet were cut off by one arm and the other, and an unwilling head spiraled into the air.

"Old Zheng!"

The ground was covered with blood, and the eyes were red and fierce. Finally, he came to the front row and roared into the night sky.

Knowing that the evil thing in front of him is powerful and cannot be defeated by human power, he shouted, "Quickly withdraw, I will come to the rear."

After finishing speaking, the whole body was wrapped in the light of the knife again, turned around and ran towards where he came from. The brothers who blocked the way were cut off instantly, their intestines were pierced by the light of the knife.

After eliminating the flies in the air, hundreds of paper figurines swarmed over.

Just now I felt the wind that escaped from the sky, but I felt the Wuji knife in my hand tremble, the sharp blade curled, and the paper figurine in front of me broke an arm.

Seeing this, his confidence increased greatly, and the light of the knife appeared in the night sky again, dazzling like stars falling from the mortal world.

The long knife broke, the light of the knife shattered, and the body of a paper man blocking the way in front of him was severed. Countless pieces of paper flew like snowflakes, cutting hundreds of cuts all over his body.

Seeing through the blood red in front of his eyes, seeing the paper figurines shattered into confetti and shot at them like hidden weapons, this master of Wuji sword technique lowered his head to look at the scars all over his body.

His face darkened, and he spit out a sentence: "One for one, no loss!"

……

Misty Rain Building.

Surrounded by a patch of small houses, it stands out from the crowd, and it has the momentum of seeing all the mountains and small ones.

At this time, under the dim moonlight, one person was sitting in the attic drinking tea, and a person stood respectfully beside him, with some fruits and snacks on the table.

Lei Gong, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, is a short, fat man with a round face and white hair, sitting there, looking like a meatball.

The man standing next to him was tall, thin and dark-faced. He was the only adopted son of the gang leader, Old Snake.

Where the two looked, it was the direction of the nunnery.

"Report-"

A member of the Black Tiger Sect ran up from downstairs, came up to him, clasped his hands and said, "Let me tell the leader that the demons of the White Lotus Sect have been routed. My gang has rushed into the nunnery and is hunting for the remnants of the White Lotus Sect."

"it is good!"

Lei Gong let out a loud shout, his fat shaking: "Enjoy the tea."

The adopted son, Lao She, hurriedly responded, lifted the teapot, and the water line flew down.

The members of the Black Tiger Gang who reported the letter were overjoyed, and happily took the teacup from the second in command, and before they could drink it, they heard another anxious, terrified voice.

"Report-"

"I will help my brother, and the whole army will be wiped out."

The man who reported the letter turned pale with shock, and the teacup that was brought to his lips slipped quietly.

"boom!"

The cup fell to the ground and shattered.

He looked up in horror, and before he died, he only saw the tongs expanding in his pupils.

"puff!"

Protrude from the back of the head.

(End of this chapter)