Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 158
"what?"

Ghost Shadow Sword finally showed surprise, and suddenly looked at Zhao Butang.

As a fellow of Wuling, Zhao Bucun can be said to have gained fame under his nose.If it weren't for using a knife to avoid the sharp edge of the sword, the two must have clashed long ago.

It's just that he didn't expect that he was the son of the enemy?

At this time, Zhao Buchang's face changed drastically, and the civet cat revealed the truth, which caught him by surprise.

——It is not a pity for him to die, but because of this, the Escort Bureau and even his relatives will be implicated, and he will not die with peace.

"Wenshan Shilu Village, do you still remember the old thief?"

Zhao Butang was astonished, he simply smashed the jar and asked through gritted teeth.

"Wenshan?"

Ghosting Sword squinted his eyes, pondered for a long time and said: "When the old man was young, he often passed by Wenshan with escorts. Except for the first time he met a bandit blocking the road and killed three people, he has never been here since. If you never drew your sword, could it be that you are the queen of the bandit?"

Zhao Butang trembled all over, his face pale.

"Impossible! My uncle and Escort Qi are best friends, how could...how could..."

As he spoke, Zhao Butang slowly closed his mouth, his pupils trembled slightly, and his lips trembled.

Seeing this, Ghost Shadow Sword shook his head.

——A family of soldiers and bandits, as well as a family of escort bandits.

"Sure enough, it's a mess of tangerine peel and rotten millet. It's nothing new."

The civet cat, whose curiosity was satisfied, lazily stretched his waist: "Since the grievances are clear, it's time to talk about business. Old man, I am short of a boy holding a sword. Seeing that you are suitable, are you willing to serve me?" Immortal?"

Zhao Butang's face changed drastically: "What do you mean?"

The civet cat flicked its tail: "I promised to help you pick off the ghost ghost sword's head, but I didn't say that I won't take the ghost ghost sword's soul?"

Seeing the conversation between the two, Guiyingjian laughed immediately: "General Tiger is going to accept this old man as a ghost?"

The civet cat said: "Exactly!"

Guiyingjian sighed, dropped his feet to the side of the bed, held the Tangxi sword in his hand, and slowly stood up: "I have walked too much at night, it is inevitable to see ghosts! When I was walking darts, I saw many evil spirits, but they are as arrogant as General Tiger. Yes, it’s the first time I’ve seen it.”

The civet cat shook his head: "You bodyguards are good at everything, but not at all—you don't cry when you see the coffin!"

"Meow--"

There was a scream that looked like a deep spring heat, and suddenly exploded!

However, Guiyingjian suddenly drew out the sword, cutting off the tip of a cat's ear, causing the civet cat to scream in pain.

"you wanna die--"

The civet cat screamed, its figure suddenly swelled up, as big as a tiger, and it rushed towards the Ghost Shadow Sword with a whimper.

Unexpectedly, during this process, the Ghost Shadow Sword had swung several swords, blood was seen on the sword, and cat hair was scattered all over the room.

By the time the civet cat turned into a fierce tiger, it was already covered in paint and dripping with blood.

Fortunately, the spell has manifested, and the wind blows from the tiger, vomiting poison like thunder.

A tiger howled, not to mention the sixty-year-old ghost shadow sword, even the young and strong Zhao Butang, was roared so that his blood was surging, he couldn't hold back his blood pressure, vomited into his throat, and was swallowed again.

When the tiger roars in all directions, the huge bowl and giant claws rush towards it, like flying in the sky and ringing bells, destroying rape and destroying the test!
"Boom!"

The tiger's claws slapped the bed, smashing the precious red sandalwood into pieces, but the civet cat suddenly screamed.

However, the ghost sword that avoided the tiger's claws was already short, and a sword pierced the tiger's armpit, only a few feet away from the heart!
"Old man—"

With a sound of gnashing its teeth, the civet cat smashed through the wooden wall and ran desperately into the mountains.

"Ghost Shadow Sword, take your life!"

Zhao Butang, who had never wielded a knife, showed despair, roared angrily, and rushed forward with the broken knife.

"swing--"

Tangxi swung the broken knife with his sword, and also moved a thousand catties in fours and twos, pushing Zhao Butang aside.

"If you have the courage to beg for death, why give up your life?"

Ghost Shadow Sword suddenly withdrew the sword, turned his back to Zhao Buzhang, and warned in a deep voice.

Zhao Butang was panting like a cow, staring blankly at the ghostly sword with his back facing him, which seemed to be defenseless, with a surge of emotion, he gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

The room saw dust rising, and the sword was sheathed.

The dormitory fell into silence again. It wasn't until the insects chirped and the katydids jumped that Ghost Shadow Sword suddenly covered his mouth and coughed violently.

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

The coughing sound was piercing, and it took a long time before it subsided.

Ghosting Sword sat down on the chair, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it, and then he calmed down.

"Time is not forgiving!"

Before the sigh was over, a voice continued the next sentence.

"Only cultivation is high!"

Ghost Shadow Sword, who had never been surprised by the raccoon cat, trembled all over, and lost his voice: "Who?"

Outside the hole that the civet cat smashed through, a Taoist priest in Tsing Cloth stepped on cloud shoes turned out.

He is extremely young, but only in the weak crown year, looking at the banished dust like a fairy, he is bowing his hands in salute: "Poverty Mingchen, I have seen the ghost shadow sword, and I have admired it for a long time!"

Gui Yingjian's complexion darkened, then he shook his head and smiled, "Everyone said that the old man surprised Hades! I didn't believe it at first, but looking at the situation today, the Hades will not give up until he achieves his goal?"

Mo Chuan smiled: "The old man misunderstood, the poor road passed through the treasure land, and he heard the fighting skills, so he came here to have a look. There is no grievance or enmity, so how could he have malicious intentions?"

Ghost Shadow Sword, an old Jianghu, how can he believe Mo Chuan's words?

However, he still smiled and said: "Really? I don't know what the long-term intention is?"

Mo Chuan lifted his feet into the room, looked around, and said with a smile: "If you have nothing to do, you can go to the Three Treasures Hall. Seeing that the old man is also a straightforward person, the poor man said it bluntly. The poor man took a fancy to one of the old man's things and wanted to exchange it for a treasure. "

Ghost Shadow Sword tightened its scabbard with its left hand, and said, "Oh? What is it?"

Mo Chuan said: "Don't worry, the old man is respected, why don't you read the poor boy first?"

Ghosting Sword narrowed his eyes, and nodded for a while: "In this case, I will have the audacity to take advantage of my elders."

"As it should be!"

Mo Chuan cupped his hands, and then began to talk eloquently:

"There are three treasures in the poor way. The first treasure is the method of Taoist cultivation. It is called the method of worshiping and fighting. It can use the light of the sun to refine the body and cultivate an immortal body!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the shining moonlight emerged from his palm, illuminating the bedroom like daytime.

"The second treasure is the five-grain meal method, which can eat rare medicinal materials, nourish the body, and purify the primordial energy, without worrying about the residual poison of the medicine."

Mo Chuan waved his hand again, and listed out several Jiazi and hundred-year-old medicinal materials.

"The third treasure is three tiger hairs. If you burn some incense, you can call tigers for help!"

When the sound fell, a tiger spontaneously ignited without any wind, and suddenly, a fierce tiger emerged from the incense, and when it saw Mo Chuan, it immediately transformed into a human form, cupped its hands and said, "Xiaoyunshanjun, I have met the Taoist priest!"

"It's nothing, I call you to see someone who is destined."

Mo Chuan raised his head slightly, pointing at the ghost sword.

Seeing this, Lord Xiaoyunshan silently bowed his hands to the ghost sword, and his figure faded away, as if in the future.

"This Triple Treasure, how does the old man feel?"

After showing it, Mo Chuan asked with a smile.

"I dare not imagine the fairy art in the world."

Even though Ghost Shadow Sword was well-informed, the scene in front of him, which can be called a fairy coming down to earth, still made him dumbfounded, his mouth was dry, and his heart was beating like a drum, and he asked nervously: "Dare to ask the fairy elder, what do you want?"

"Pindao exchange these three treasures for the fine iron sword in your hand, how about it?"

(End of this chapter)