The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 140 Old Temple, Remnant Image, Green Shirt Guest

The old temple was dilapidated, dusty and dusty, and in the ruined main hall, half a resolute face was exposed beside the blazing and flickering fire, and the flickering firelight lit up an indifferent knife eye on it.

Outside the hall, the wind and rain are like darkness, passing over the mountains and wilderness, whimpering into it, it seems like a ghost crying.

The world is in turmoil, and even Bodhisattvas are hard to protect themselves; under the firelight, except for this big living man, there is only a dusty statue of a god, and there is no mercy in the hollow and downcast eyes, and the mottled paint looks like There are many festering scars, and the cobwebs are hanging down on his body, which is extremely ugly.

Chen Zhuo said quietly: "The rivers and lakes are far away?"

It seems to be whispering, and it seems to be asking the statue.

As his eyes fixed, lines of writing quickly appeared in the fire in front of him.

【Operator: Chen Zhuo】

【World: The Late Northern Song Dynasty】

【Fate: Greedy Wolf's Fate】

[Air Luck: Seventh Grade B, etc.]

[Number of Fate: Soldiers kill the world, and it is inevitable to escape the disaster]

[Talent: Consolidation] (Note: Greedy wolf devours the sky, devours the enemy and consolidates.)
Reminder: Fate changes with luck, luck depends on human effort. (Note: If luck climbs to the first level, you can enter another realm, the number of qi will be reset, and the fate will change; if the luck exceeds the first level, after this body goes to another world, it will be a youthful body and retain its full glory.)
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"The end of the Northern Song Dynasty...damn..."

Chen Zhuo murmured and cursed, his pale face turned a blush under the firelight, and the elongated shadow behind him was already shaking with the twisting flames, as if it had merged with the grotesque afterimage Together.

Under the baking of the flames, his clothes were slightly white, like a heavy rain.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that his hands, cheeks, and neck were originally wrinkled, and he was very old, and there were strands of wet white hair hanging under the rain hat.

But just after those writings disappeared, all of these disappeared.

The thin body and bones gradually swelled, becoming burly, with broad shoulders and a broad back, the silver hair on the shoulders has turned black and black, and the skin and flesh have also become plump and full of vitality.

Sensing the changes in himself, Chen Zhuo closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The sound of swallowing was endless and lasted for two or three cups of tea.

Sudden.

His eyes widened, and he took a breath.

There was a series of panicked footsteps in the rain outside the temple.

stomping on...

It really came in a hurry, four figures rushed in in a panic, and the bloody smell all over their bodies rushed over in an instant.

The four eyes met Chen Zhuo through the firelight.

The four of them were all dressed in armor, one of them was a white-faced old man with a few long beards on his chin, his eyes were swollen, his eyes were narrow and his eyebrows were narrow, his face showed the pleasure of releasing murderous intentions, and also the panic of being caught in the disaster of war color.

However, this is a eunuch.

Chen Zhuo could almost recognize it at a glance.

Seeing someone in the temple, the three of them looked at Chen Zhuo vigilantly, the knife edge was horizontal, and the blood on it was still wet, rolling down along the blade.

The old man signaled the three subordinates not to act rashly, but ordered: "Let's rest here first, wait until the wind and rain are over, don't make any troubles."

Chen Zhuo closed his gaze, looked at the fire in front of him, half-lidded his eyelids, rubbed his delicate hands, and said softly, "Come and bake by the fire, we are all sons and daughters of the world, so don't be rigid."

"The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes...haha, the old man will not be polite!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't react immediately, then his eyes lit up, he laughed loudly, and sat down by the fire, and asked his men to take the wine bag, and put a piece of venison on it. Roasted on the fire.

The sizzling ointment came out quickly.

"Little brother, come and taste it. This is venison meat less than one year old. It tastes good. It was bought on the road."

The old man took a knife and cut off a piece, handed it to Chen Zhuo, his words became more familiar.

"Thank you!"

Chen Zhuo was refreshing, thanked him, and started to eat.

Seeing his bold and unrestrained behavior, the old man seemed to have lost the last trace of his guard. He drank wine and ate meat, gorging himself, stuffing the wine pouch to Chen Zhuo from time to time, and seeing him drinking happily, he laughed even more.

The two didn't ask each other's first and last names, they just met by chance, they got together here to avoid the wind and rain, and they still had to go their separate ways when the rain stopped.

The fire was flickering, but the old man looked at Chen Zhuo and was amazed inwardly. This man was born with sharp eyes, disheveled hair, and full of quack spirit, but just sitting on the ground casually, he exuded an unusual aura, like a mad dragon prostrated on the ground, a fierce tiger sitting on a mountain, Qi Wei's body and bones are rare in his life, very rare.

The old man's three personal guards were on guard outside.

Not long after, I suddenly heard a person rushing in quickly, and said anxiously: "My lord, there are pursuers chasing up."

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of killing was heard in the rain, and the sound of dense footsteps seemed to overwhelm the raindrops outside.

"There is a fire in front, the old thief Tong Guan must be hiding inside, catch the old thief alive!"

"Kill!"

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"This person is Tong Guan!"

Chen Zhuo's squirming cheeks suddenly paused, his chewing movements also slowed down, and his drooping eyes seemed to be full of light.

"This place has become a place of right and wrong, little brother, take care of yourself."

The old man first said something to Chen Zhuo calmly, then his eyes turned hard, and he said sharply, "What are you panicking about, kill him!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and drew out his waist knife, the snow-bright knife light flickered in the temple, this old man, who is not to mention sixty years old, has already dodged to rush towards the enemy, his feet are as light as a swallow, his movement is exquisite, the knife is fierce, and he can chop and spat the knife repeatedly Light, Pi Lian's cold light froze, and immediately saw that the three of them were chopped on the spot, and their stomachs were left on the ground.

Chen Zhuo's eyes flickered, his cheeks trembled slightly, he got up and walked into the rain, looking at the four people rushing to kill in the enemy's formation, thoughtful.

He turned his eyes suddenly, and saw a pair of bows and arrows leaning against the corner of the wall, which should have been put down hastily by the three people before.

Holding the bow and setting the arrow, he put a feathered arrow on the string, squinted his eyes, and the black arrows pointed at a black man in gray clothes with a bearded face and a body as strong as a cow in the wind and rain.

The man held a pair of water and fire meteor hammers in his hands, and danced like a strong wind, jumping back and forth, and killed two people in a row with only a few ruthless moves.

"Haha, old thief, today is..."

The black man was laughing maniacally, his body was covered in blood, and he was fierce and oppressive, but before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly trembled with numbness in his scalp, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, and from the corner of his eyes, he could see the entrance of the ruined temple , a person was aiming at himself with a bow and arrow.

Before he could react, a sharp shadow pierced through the wind and rain, and it was in front of him in an instant.

"ah!"

The black man's eyes widened and he let out a strange cry. The meteor hammer was hurriedly placed in front of him, and the two collided, unexpectedly catching the feathered arrow.

But the pupils of his eyes shrank, and another continuous arrow followed, piercing the front arrow from the tail, and shooting into his chest. It was so powerful that after the arrow pierced through the chest, it still shot another person .

"what!"

With a scream, the black man fell from mid-air, his head tilted as he struggled, and he died on the spot.

After making a shot, Chen Zhuo stretched the five fingers of his right hand, suddenly lifted it from the quiver, and lifted it again, four feathered arrows were hung between his fingers, his center of gravity sank, he tilted his head and squinted his eyes and opened the bow, locking the enemy with murderous intent, As the five fingers trembled vigorously, four arrows "swish, swish" shot out of the air.

The four arrows shoot out at the same time, but the trajectories formed by the arrows are different, like four chaotic snakes passing in an arc in the rain.

puff puff puff...

Suddenly, in the rain, several figures fell to the ground in response, screaming again and again.

Tong Guan was fighting bloody, when he suddenly saw several people around him knocked down with their arrows, and then looked at Chen Zhuo who was bowing and carrying arrows in the rain, his eyes lighted up, he laughed loudly and praised: "Good arrow skills!"

As soon as the leader died, the group of people immediately lost their backbone, and they didn't care about the brothers who were still alive on the ground. They fled into the rain and scattered like birds and beasts.

Tong Guan stood with the sword in his hand, panting for a few breaths, originally wanted to see the archer who helped him, but there was no one in front of the temple.

Just at this moment, there was a drum-like sound of horseshoes approaching not far away, and the momentum was astonishing.

In the heavy rain, hundreds of horsemen rushed out.

"Master Tong, are you okay?"

The first general dismounted to greet him, his expression nervous.

There was no expression of joy or anger on Tong Guan's face, and he said in a deep voice: "It's nothing, Fang Shisan is already dying, and he will be together with Tan Zhen as soon as possible. If it happens, it will be a great achievement."

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Bianjing, Xuanhe four years, Shangyuan Festival.

As twilight approaches, the street is already empty for thousands of people, and all kinds of lanterns are hung all over the long street. The variety of lamps is simply exquisite and full of tricks.

There are also various arts and crafts performing skills on the street, pedestrians are like ants, a variety of snacks make people appetite, and there are countless lanterns under the lamp shed, with various lantern riddles inside, attracting all kinds of pedestrians to stop and think.

In a corner of the street, a craftsman who traveled the rivers and lakes was shaking his shoulders and changing his face.

After earning enough reward money, the craftsman pleaded guilty and retired, and he also joined the crowd of people watching the lanterns, eating snacks along the street, and sighing at the prosperity in front of him.

In the past six months, he has seen the Fangla uprising in the south, he has also visited Liangshan, which is eight hundred miles away, and he has also been to Qingzhou and Laizhou to hear Li Yi'an's name. Divine power can be considered to have traveled a lot of places.

It's just that this rivers and lakes seem to be more cruel and bloody than those in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

As he was walking, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look.

But I saw an ancient and majestic door standing on the corner of the street. There was a plaque on the door with three words on it.

"Shenhou Mansion!"

　I feel that the Republic of China has been written for a long time, and the new volume is a bit wrong. I deleted it and wrote it, and wrote it and deleted it.

　　Let's talk about the world view, the four famous arrests, who is the hero, the hero of Shenzhou, from the Northern Song Dynasty to the Southern Song Dynasty, it is a big article.

　　But Jianghu is secondary, the main thing is to walk with Yue Fei, drink with Jiaxuan, and see Li Yi'an, the most talented woman in the ages.

　　Then the words in this volume intend to create merit, establish a sect, and take all kinds of miraculous achievements in the world to pave the way for internal boxing. Qi condenses the five thunders, walks out of his own way, and then spiritual practice, such as the spiritual practice of changing the sky and striking the earth, the magic of the sky, and then breaking the void, the rain-covering sword, the legend of the frontier, and the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms... You can also give it to me. Point your own opinion.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)