Tang Qi Tan

Chapter 685
Ning Yi couldn't help being startled, and was about to argue something when he saw someone rushing out a few steps away.But it was a leader of the Society of Rewarding the Gods from a neighboring county. He knocked down a group of people in an instant with sharp eyesight and quick hands, smashed through the window of the main hall, rushed to the base of the outer wall and jumped up.

In a blink of an eye, it disappeared from most people's sight.However, suddenly there was an exclamation, roar and scream, and a flame flickered past, and all the movement came to an abrupt end.Immediately afterwards, I saw a man in a big robe with a red mask, carrying a dead body to the wall and looking at everyone coldly.

And the white-haired great sutra master showed a reserved smile: "I have seen the fire executor, thank you for stopping me.".Afterwards, the red-masked fire-executor dropped the smoky corpse and said in a buzzing voice, "This is the fate of bad dao thieves, everyone, please take care of yourself."

Some even quickly took the lead and echoed: "I would like to follow the teachings of the fire executor." "The fire executor is supernaturally powerful.".Ning Yi leaned forward with great happiness, showed him a humble smile, and asked for his life: "Let me deal with the mess, so as not to disturb the disciples outside."

"Okay! It's a person with a heart, and it's you." The masked fire walker glanced at him, and said coldly: The great scripture master who usually seems to be very authoritative originally wanted to say something, but After being glanced at by the fire executor, he naturally fell silent.

But Ning Yi's heart became more awe-inspiring, and his expression became more humble and submissive.It is said that in the local churches and sub-altars where Dayun Sect gathers people to pray, in addition to the head of the local church and the altar master as the convener, there are also special positions for scripture teachers, Dharma protectors and emissaries.

Among them, the sutra masters are those appointed by the sect to be responsible for preaching the scriptures and presiding over the sect ceremonies on a regular basis; while the Dharma protectors are responsible for daily guidance. Become the magic soldier who protects the sect and the leader who exercises and strengthens the body.

As for the threshold of envoys, it is relatively wider.Regardless of the three religions, the old and the weak, women and children, traffickers and pawns; as long as they are devoted to the religion and work hard to develop believers, they can be called messengers; they are divided into grades and grades according to the amount of incense passed down.

Therefore, a great scripture teacher often represents the high-level people in the sect; it is also the existence that the vast majority of ordinary believers have the opportunity to come into contact with.However, as the leader of the middle and lower classes, as well as the master of the altar in Yangzhou, a water and land hub and a land of flowers, Ning Yi knows more.

For example, in the religious sect, above the great scripture masters, there are also directly subordinate tribes named Tianlong Babu;There is also the existence of the Five Elements Envoys, who are said to be strange people who have mastered extraordinary means, and are responsible for patrolling places to carry out rewards and punishments.

But compared to being the representative of the head teacher, the five-element envoy who occasionally hears about or even needs to coordinate and cooperate secretly, who only exists in rumors and rarely shows up in public, and whose methods are unpredictable, is undoubtedly more mysterious Existence; represents the dark side of sect deterrence.

Therefore, all the scenes left after this generation's attack are extraordinarily tragic or strange; they often make the aftermath congregation horrified and nightmare, and this time, the fire executors were dispatched to lead the team to ambush Secretly, just in case; it is obviously causing trouble.

Obviously, the ability of this fire performer is to burn people into coke in a single encounter; he doesn't even have a chance to struggle and resist, which undoubtedly makes the remaining hall leaders, altar masters, and club leaders silent. And in awe, he was even more courageous compared to Ning Yi.

Therefore, Ning Yi also got the opportunity to lead a few strong French soldiers, and moved the corpse wrapped in the curtain, together with the "traitor" who had been tortured so inhumanly before, to the desolate and quiet pagoda forest on the mountain behind the temple; Dig a hole in a dark corner and fill it up.

It's just that during the process of transporting, Ning Yi also smelled a faint mixture of turpentine, naphtha, wine extracts, and raw phosphorus powder; he couldn't help but have a preliminary guess about the method of this "fire exerciser".After all, he happened to have handled these kinds of goods in Guangzhou.

What's more, I also know that, as the South China Sea Navy, which is so powerful in the ocean, one of the means of setting fire to attack the enemy in naval battles has similar combustible ingredients.However, when he accidentally touched a small piece of coke on the corpse with a garden hoe; he accidentally discovered more clues.

Because, under the carbonized exterior of this corpse, there is some shriveled and hardened flesh and blood; Bring it and get it ready, as an existence that hides the truth and crosses the sea as a substitute.

This result also made Ning Yi heave a sigh of relief; at least it is enough to prove that Dayun Sect has not mastered many extraordinary means in the true sense; it is still those real and fake witch wishes, poisonous poisons, and evil curses. Even the bluffing routines of pretending to be gods and ghosts and playing tricks.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the two French soldiers again.These guardians who voluntarily dedicate themselves to the sect are mostly young and strong with no relatives and family burdens, and there are even some unemployed vagrants and idlers;

In other words, most of them are still the same person, and they have not lost their sanity or human emotions.But in addition to the sect-related affairs in daily life, the interest in other foreign things is getting weaker and weaker.And these two French soldiers are fresh faces brought by the master of the scriptures from other places.

Therefore, it looks quite sturdy and expressionless, which has a meaning that strangers should not enter.The next moment, Ning Yi suddenly stumbled and fell on the fill; however, the two French soldiers remained unmoved, neither stepped forward to help him, nor did they do anything else, they just looked at him silently.

Therefore, Ning Yi could only pat the dust off his body in embarrassment, propped himself up from the ground, and muttered and complained.However, the moment the two French soldiers turned their heads, a broken candlestick slipped from his hand and stabbed into the temple of the nearest French soldier.

Caught off guard, the other party didn't even make a sound, and then fell on him sideways with red and white splashes.Immediately afterwards, Ning Yi quickly pulled out the Jie Dao on the side of the corpse; pretending to greet him in panic, another French soldier turned his head and lowered his head to check;

A moment later, Ning Yi had already fled with all his strength in the secluded forest on the mountain behind the temple.The moonlight passing through the treetops is like a curtain, and the sound of the wind shaking the trees is like countless chasing soldiers with ulterior motives; accompanied by the disturbed birds and beasts chirping, it resounds behind from time to time .

However, when the large expanse of moonlight and frost on the open grass once again enveloped Ning Yi, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.Because, in this clearing by the forest, a road by the river suddenly appeared; and dozens of men in black riding on straddle horses and bending their bows waited here for a long time.

In an instant, there were buzzing, swishing arrows flying behind him; Ning Yi turned around and ran away without hesitation.However, he hadn't used the cover of the trees to run as far as he could; he heard a faint roar, as well as the violent movement of the branches and leaves of the trees.

When Ning Yi rushed out of the woodland again from the other side, he suddenly stepped on the ground and rolled into a shallow ditch;When he came back to his senses again and managed to climb up the ditch; the movement behind him made his blood coagulate.

What an ugly beast it was. It had the physique and sharp claws of a giant wolf, but it had a head like a bony palate; the thick arms and side-by-side canine teeth staggered up and down, like a spear that could crush a big tree. A giant guillotine; there are still faint meat residues and blood lines left.

However, a short whistle sounded suddenly, and this strange beast, which was about the size of a buffalo, seemed a little unwilling, and slowly stepped back a few steps and crouched down.Then, a somewhat frivolous voice sounded in front of Ning Yi: "This appearance is really ugly! Altar Master Ning."

"You are?" Ning Yi raised his head, and saw a man in black robe standing on a horse not far away. Although his head and face were covered by the shadow of his hat, he still vaguely heard the other party's voice; His distant cousins ​​in the family are also the objects of his secret suspicions.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that in this secret meeting, you, Ning Da, are the one who betrayed the sect?" The man in black sneered, "Could it be that you don't care about your family anymore, don't care about it?" Your wife, children, father and brothers, and the family of the Yue family, are you going to suffer disaster for this?"

"Wife is not virtuous and son is not filial, a family full of deceit, what is there to look after." Now that he has fallen to this point, Ning Yi, who couldn't get up after struggling for several times, also completely relaxed and lay on the ground with a sneer: "What's more, it dragged me into this disaster."

"Absurd, what an ungrateful and despicable person!" The man in black said angrily when he heard the words: "It was a waste of all the painstaking efforts of Mrs. Su to guarantee you, introduce you to the sect, and obtain salvation and a future. You, a person with ulterior motives, almost ruined the important affairs of the sect."

The next moment, Ning Yi, who seemed to be exhausted, suddenly jumped up and threw a handful of sand on the black-robed man on the horse; the man in shock suddenly turned his head and rode his horse back a few steps; Ning Yi slid close to the horse's belly to the other side of him, and suddenly pushed the man in black to the side in a blind corner of his vision.

In a blink of an eye, he kicked the horse and galloped out, throwing the man in black into the dust.However, Ning Yi, who ran more than a hundred steps in one breath, was suddenly thrown to the ground by his horse neighing; he bumped sideways on a tree trunk, and immediately spit out a mouthful of fishy sweetness.

When he struggled to get up, he saw that the horse he had snatched had its front hoof broken off, and fell down in the dust and smoke with its belly dismembered; it hissed and wailed endlessly.And a figure with hands like a scythe of bone is blocking the way ahead; on the arms bent like a scythe of bone, blood is still dripping.

"You people from the Yaksha Division are too careless to sit and watch." As the pair of bone scythes slowly receded and turned back into human-like slender palms, that figure also shouted to the chasing soldiers: " If I hadn't been ordered to follow secretly, I'm afraid I would have been robbed of my horse by this traitor and escaped long ago."

Hearing this sentence, Ning Yi couldn't help but vomit blood again and passed out.When he woke up again, he had been tied to the mandala mandala deep in the temple; and most of the people were looking at Ning Yi tremblingly, like a sacrificial offering.

In the hands of the frost-faced Great Sutra Master, there was a tray; inside the white porcelain cup on the tray was a mass of gently wriggling flesh and blood.

(End of this chapter)