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

Weilu Mountain is full of emerald green, with strange rocks, strange peaks and rocks, ancient trees and strange pines.

This famous mountain known as the world's first fairy hall, the Wanghai Hall on Weilu Mountain, is also an existing shaman school, and it is the last holy place on this land.

Then there is this holy land, which was inevitably tortured by the Japanese ninjas. Even the thousand-year-old Guanyin Pavilion on Weilu Mountain was not spared.

Wanghai Hall is located on the main peak of Weilu Mountain, on Wanghai Mountain, and it is dedicated to Hu San Tai Ye and Hu San Tai Nai of the shaman school.

At this time, there was a feeling of chilling in the Wanghai hall, especially the main hall, which was full of people, both Taoist and Buddhist.

Some people were still wounded, and they looked like they had just escaped from a big battle.

All of this is because the cultivators on Weilu Mountain have almost been wiped out, leaving only Wanghaitang.

And all the ninjas in the mountain are slowly encircling here.

On the main seat was a silver-haired old woman, smoking a dry cigarette, puffing out the clouds, smiling and looking at everyone in front of her.

She is Mrs. Hu Santai.

No matter what the leader of Wanghaitang's shaman faction was called before, when he starts to lead the shaman faction, there are only two names that can be used.

Mrs. Hu, Mrs. Hu.

"Mr. Hu San, you are a senior and represent the shaman faction. In this situation, you should say something!"

The speaker was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes. He belonged to the Beimao sect, and his Taoist name was Baisong.

"Avalokitesvara Pavilion suffered such a tragedy, Wang Haitang was closed, and I didn't have any complaints, but in this situation, Mrs. Hu still needs to make up her mind."

A big monk said in a flat tone, but everyone could still hear a trace of resentment from his ears.

Wanghai Hall is close to Guanyin Pavilion, so it is normal for the great monk to have some grievances. If he hadn't been able to hide in thanks to Wang Haitang's favor at the time of life and death, the great monk would have turned into a glaring King Kong long ago.

There was a lot of discussion in the room.

They are all practitioners on Weilu Mountain, either they were chased and killed by the Dongying people, or they received the news in advance and came here to avoid disaster.

With such a large group of people here, of course Hu Santai's wife is the main backbone.

Mrs. Hu Santai was still smiling, but the young girl in red standing next to her had an ugly expression.

The girl in red didn't look like she was double ten, she had a pretty face, but there was a bit of displeasure in her pretty eyes.

"Master Huiming, if it wasn't for our Wanghaitang to deter those Dongying people who chased and killed you, you would have been buried in Weilu Mountain long ago. Why are you still saying such things here?"

A voice like a yellow oriole resounded, but it seemed like a sharp thorn pierced deeply into the heart of this great monk.

Master Huiming's clothes were torn and dirty, and he was indeed in a state of embarrassment. It would be a lie to say that he had no resentment towards Wanghaitang.

That's why he said that.

"Qing'er, don't be rude."

Grandma Hu Santai finally spoke, and reprimanded the young girl beside her.

The girl called Qing'er pursed her lips and stepped aside. She was really not interested in the crowd.

Usually, everyone practices in Weilu Mountain and absorbs incense. Although they have contacts with each other, there are more conflicts.

Now that something happened, they all ran to Wanghaitang, it was shameless.

Mrs. Hu smacked her mouth, swallowed the clouds and smoked, then released the brass pipe, slowly got up, and the girl beside her hurried over to help.

Mrs. Hu waved her hand to refuse, stood where she was, and said with a smile, "You all rushed over and let me, an old woman, make up my mind. What can I do to go back with them?"

Everyone changed slightly.

The number and strength of the Dongpu ninjas who came this time exceeded their imagination. With these remnants and their bravery, rushing out to fight against the Dongpu ninjas all over the mountains and plains is basically no different from sending them to death.

Taoist Baisong, as the representative of Beimao, also stood up and cupped his hands, saying: "Mr. Hu, the Taoist temple of Pindao is basically destroyed by the Dongying people. This deep hatred, Pindao must avenge it, but..."

"I also hope that Mrs. Hu will allow me to rest here for three days."

Taoist Baisong has already decided that after three days, he will leave Wanghai Hall to avenge the dead disciples of Ming Fengguan.

But listen to what he said.

Everyone present knew that walking out of Wanghai Hall was basically the same as sending one to death.

Taoist Baisong said this and looked around the crowd, but no one responded to his words.

Most people are like this, how can they die generously if they can barely survive.

The red-clothed girl called Qing'er had contempt in her eyes, but when she looked at Taoist Baisong, her eyes were full of excitement.

As the proud daughter of Wanghaitang, known as the most talented child for hundreds of years, she really wants to get out of Wanghaitang and meet those Dongying ninjas who dare to come to eat.

But helplessly, my grandmother, that is, Mrs. Hu Santai, disagreed.

Mrs. Hu saw everyone's reactions in her eyes, but his cloudy eyes did not change at all, and his wrinkled face was calm.

"We are both practitioners. I am very happy that you can come here at this time. This is worthy of Wanghaitang..." Mrs. Hu first expressed her position, and then continued: "You will come to Wanghaitang, presumably , also because of the Five Immortals Formation, but since the Dongpu people are invading like this, their wolf ambitions are clearly revealed, and the Five Immortals Formation cannot be stopped by planes and cannons."

This statement came out.

Everyone immediately whispered.

Some of them just followed the group, seeing a large number of practitioners, they all hid in the Wanghai Hall, and followed suit.

I don't know what the Five Immortals Formation is.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Zilin, what is this Five Immortal Formation? It sounds very powerful."

"No way, you don't even know about the Five Immortal Formation."

"..."

The girl in red who heard their whispers snorted softly, very proud, with a proud face.

The Five Immortals Formation is a large mountain protection formation arranged by Wanghaitang relying on the direction of the main peak of Weilu Mountain. Once opened, it is enough to destroy all enemies who enter Wanghaitang.

The Five Immortals Formation has never missed.

"and……"

The girl in red also took a step forward and said, "We don't have much food in Wanghai Hall, so we can't support so many idlers."

Practitioners are also human beings, and they also need food and water.

If it hadn't been for Xu Ping's level of Taoism, he wouldn't be able to get rid of the whole grain.

Idlers? !
Hearing the girl in red use such words to describe it, many practitioners immediately couldn't bear it.

But more people looked dignified and fell into deep thought.

Yes.

Relying on Wanghaitang's Five Immortals Formation to avoid, that is only temporary, you can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime.

Moreover, the situation at the bottom of the mountain will only be worse than that at the top of the mountain, and it is impossible for reinforcements to come.

There seemed to be only two roads in front of him, either, like Mingfeng Temple, take advantage of this time and kill down the mountain.

As long as they can sneak into the city, there may be a chance of survival.

Or, starve to death, be bombarded to death by cannons.

These Dongying people don't have their strength of character, and their attitude towards firearms must be to use them as they can.

surrender? !
This idea began to emerge in many people's minds.

They were not very united in the first place, and each had their own thoughts, but now that the girl in red reminded them, everyone felt even more uneasy.

Grandma Hu saw that everyone fell into silence, and needles could be heard in the whole hall. She held back her craving for cigarettes, coughed twice, and ordered: "The visitors are guests, Qing'er, go and arrange a room for them..."

As she said that, she looked at the crowd and said: "There are too many people, the rooms are limited, and the reception is not good, I hope you will understand."

"Where, where."

"Thank you, Mrs. Hu, for bothering me for three days. I will go down the mountain with Taoist Baisong."

"Thank you, Mrs. Hu San."

Everyone expressed their thanks one after another, but few said that they would follow the killing down the mountain.

Most practitioners still hold a wait-and-see attitude, and if they can live a day, it is a day.

In total, they are only more than two hundred people. If they rush out of Wanghai Hall and enter the mountains and forests.

That was the home field of the Dongpu Ninja, except for one death, there was basically no difference.

"Mr. Hu Santai."

Just as everyone was about to wait for the arrangement and go to rest, a discordant voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

It was a young man who spoke, he looked handsome, but everyone looked at him, but he was very unfamiliar, and he didn't know which school or school he belonged to.

Seeing everyone staring at him, the young man was neither humble nor overbearing, but he began to introduce himself, "I am Qian Feng, the son of Zhu of the Temple of Weilu Mountain Temple. I wonder if I can listen to the next sentence."

The Miao Zhu of the Weilu Mountain Temple is named Qian Haishan. Everyone knows him, and they also heard that he has a son, but he doesn't like to show up, so it is unknown.

"Mr. Qian said it bluntly. Everyone admired your father for the death of Weilu Mountain at the hands of Dongying's ninja."

Qian Feng bowed slightly to express his thanks, and then he said loudly: "I have an idea, since Wanghaitang's Five Immortal Formation is so powerful, why not use Mr. Kong Ming's plan back then and give them an empty plan."

"Empty city plan?"

"What do you mean?"

Grandma Hu Santai also frowned, not understanding what bold ideas the young man in front of her had.

Qian Feng talked eloquently: "Three days later, all of us will go down the mountain together with Taoist Baisong, and divide into several groups. If we can rush out, that's the best. If we don't, we will pretend to be repelled by Dongpu's ninja, and throw them away." He abandoned his armor and fled back in embarrassment."

"At that time, they will think that we are no longer invincible and will definitely attack aggressively..."

Hu Santai smiled and said: "Then we will activate the Five Immortal Formation in Wanghaitang, and after they enter Wanghaitang, we will wipe out these Japanese ninjas in one fell swoop?"

"exactly."

Qian Feng looked excited.

Grandma Hu San shook her head and chuckled, "Young man, do you think that if there were no spies leading the way, those Dongying people would be so familiar with the distribution of the gates of Weilu Mountain?"

Qian Feng's face froze and he was speechless.

And Mrs. Hu's words also drew everyone into a cruel reality.

Yes!

The opponent's actions were obviously prepared, and they must have instigated many spies, and they must be very familiar with the Five Immortals Formation in Wanghaitang.

Otherwise, Wanghaitang will not be put at the end.

Mrs. Hu Santai didn't want to mention this at first, and everyone was consciously avoiding it, but now that she was so stunned, she directly lifted the foot wrap, and everyone's face suddenly became a little ugly.

Now the forces in Wanghaitang are complex, some sects only have one or two people, and some still retain some strength.

Whether there are spies hidden among these people, no one can say.

Mrs. Hu Santai just didn't want to cause another riot, so she deliberately didn't mention this matter.

Above the main hall, suddenly, everyone was in danger.

No one can guarantee that there will be a knife suddenly inserted into his heart from behind.

At this time, Qian Feng also knew that he had said something wrong, so he lowered his head timidly and dared not speak out.

At this time, Taoist Baisong took the lead to break the silence: "No matter what your decision is, we Mingfeng Temple will definitely leave Wanghai Hall in three days."

When he said these words just now, in the eyes of everyone, most of them were still respectful, and some bloody undisciplined people also decided to follow Mingfeng to watch.

But now...

But there is a problem that they have to consider.

Ming Feng wondered if this move would be a tip-off to the Japanese ninjas. Could it be that they were going to die knowing that they were invincible?

The ultimate goal of practitioners is longevity, so all practitioners are the most precious life.

Are they really going to die?
Although no one spoke, Taoist Baisong also found that the atmosphere was not right, he frowned and suddenly looked angry.

"Humph!"

After giving a cold snort, he saluted Mrs. Hu and said goodbye, and left the scene angrily.

Mrs. Hu San also knew that there was a crisis of trust in Wanghai Hall. After all, she was the owner of this place. After pondering for a moment, she said loudly: "From this moment on, no bird will fly out of Wanghai Hall. One more person will be let in."

"As for Mingfengguan's actions after three days, if anyone is willing to follow, Wanghaitang will not stop you, if you continue to stay, Wanghaitang will not drive you away, but there is only one thing, all sects and sects please check yourselves. , if there is any action, obey the unified management of Wanghaitang."

Say it.

The hall was still silent, and no one spoke.

Mrs. Hu's gaze turned cold, and a demonic aura suddenly filled her body, and the temperature in the entire hall became gloomy. She said lightly, "Can you do it?"

After all, there are people under the eaves. Master Huiming took the lead in expressing his position: "Guanying Pavilion is willing to obey Wanghaitang's dispatch."

"Witch Doctor Mountain is willing."

"I am willing to obey Wanghaitang's orders."

"..."

The people in the hall expressed their agreement one after another, and then slowly dispersed, until finally, only Mrs. Hu and the girl in red beside her were left.

"Tai Nai, since there may be spies among these people, why don't you drive them all out?" the girl Qing'er couldn't understand, and asked tenderly.

Mrs. Hu San smiled, and said earnestly: "The enemy is in front of you, and you are the same way, how can you do such a thing, everything should be the overall situation."

"Besides, who can guarantee that there are no spies in our Wanghai Hall?"

The girl in red froze, unable to speak.

Just at this time, a disciple of Wanghai Hall walked in from the door, bowed down and bowed, and said: "Tai Nai, Miss Qing'er, there are two people outside who want to enter Wanghai Hall, do you want to let them in?"

Thinking of what Tai Nai said just now, Qing'er said directly: "Just say that Wanghai Hall has closed the door to thank guests, let them leave as soon as possible."

Mrs. Hu Santai just lit up the dry smoke, puffed out the clouds, and asked suddenly: "Did they say who they are?"

The disciple said truthfully: "Yes, the young one said his name was Xu Ping, and the older one claimed to be Daoist Feng Yang of Baiyun Temple."

"Ok?"

Hu Santai's expression changed, she hurriedly put down the dry tobacco in her hand, and said, "Quick, invite them in."