My skills have special effects.

Chapter 71

"There is enough rice and noodles in the museum. I packed two thousand catties, which is enough for us to eat for four or five months."

"The rest of the weapons, elixir and other supplies, we can bring with us.

"Part of the gold and silver was distributed to disciples, and some was loaded into vehicles. I hid the rest in a separate place. When the situation gets easier in the future, I will come back and take it.

"But in this situation, I don't know if gold and silver can still be used."

Once the decision was made, Zang Wei arranged things one by one, planned the route by the way, quickly packed up, loaded most of the carriage, and set off immediately.

The carriage traveled all the way, and there were not many people.

Apart from Zang Wei and Lin Yan, Xie Lingyan brought three juniors, and the rest of her juniors were either injured or unwilling to enter the mountain, so they stayed in Yanpingfang to rest.

Du Fushan didn't go either, he was not alone, he had a wife and children at home, so it was not convenient for him to go into the mountains, so he stayed in Ding'an City to inquire about news.

As for Yu Qian, Xu Hongchang, Lou Xing and others, they all went back to their homes and stayed in Ding'an City.

To avoid trouble, several people also went through a simple disguise and put on bodyguard uniforms. They also encountered two groups of leather armored soldiers along the way, but the other party just glanced at them and left in a hurry.

Obviously, these soldiers have their own tasks.

So safe and sound, when passing Liaoqianfang near Chundufang, Pang Tong, who was leading the battle, suddenly stretched out his hand: "Stop!"

When everyone stopped, Pang Tong's face was solemn, and he motioned for the carriage to drive into the side alley to hide himself.

Then he saw that two armored commanders, leading a dozen or so leather armored soldiers, escorted a large group of despondent nobles in fine clothes, passing by on the road.

The silk dresses they were wearing were covered with blood and dust, their faces were bruised and purple, their noses were swollen and high, and they were panic-stricken.

Pang Tong looked solemn: "The ones on the left are the two heads of the Changfeng Escort Bureau in the west of the city. Their strength is very strong. Unexpectedly, they were also arrested."

Xie Lingyan also said in a deep voice: "The ones on the right are the backbone of the Hong family in Neifang! This is the top wealthy family in the city. There are two powerful martial artists in the family, and unexpectedly, they also fell."

Lin Yan took the opportunity to look, the Hong family?
Even if Gan Yang snatched the soul marrow in the ghost market, and the family that Du Ting is loyal to?
This was originally a powerful force that straddled Ding'an City, but it did not expect to be reduced to this point suddenly.

The faces of several people became more and more disturbed.

Targeting so many big families at the same time, poisoning, besieging, and arresting people, how much energy is needed to do this?

With this kind of energy, why would they disturb the situation in a small place like Ding'an City?
What is their purpose?
"Ok?"

Pang Tong let out a low cry.

The escorting team stopped suddenly before reaching an attic warehouse on the corner of the street, pushed the door open, and escorted everyone inside.

"What's the problem there?"

"There is an entrance to the Ghost City of Dripping Blood Cave."

Pang Feiyan gritted her teeth and said, "What are they sending people to the ghost market for?"

"Maybe it's imprisonment. The underground caves are intricate and complex, and they are a good place to imprison people."

After waiting for all the soldiers to enter the warehouse, everyone set off immediately and walked out of the city without stopping.

The walls of Ding'an City are neither high nor thick, and the gates are also open.

When the carriage approached the gate of the city, four or five soldiers suddenly surrounded them: "Wait!"

These soldiers originally belonged to the patrol battalion of the City Lord's Mansion, and now they were wearing the same leather armor uniforms as the soldiers of Qinghong Martial Arts and Longmen Gym.

Xie Lingyan stiffened suddenly, Lin Yan shook his head at her, and exchanged a look with Pang Tong.

Pang Tong stepped forward, sandwiched a few pieces of silver among some pancakes, and handed them out: "Several military lords, you have worked so hard, eat a pancake..."

Muttering a few words like this, the soldier waved his hand: "Let's go!"

A few people breathed a sigh of relief, these few soldiers were nothing, but they were about to leave the city soon, one thing more is worse than one thing less.

Going out of the city, there is a large piece of dilapidated farmland, sparsely scattered, and a group of sallow and emaciated farmers are plowing the fields weakly.

Passing through the ridges of farmland, the carriage finally entered the mountain road. Zang Wei was injured and sat in the carriage with Xiaolu and Xiaozhi. Lin Yan and the others followed on foot, and soon they merged into the vast mountains.

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Pong!
Pang Yinlong's mouth was bloody, and his body was like a bolt of lightning. He struck a flickering black shadow with a palm from the air.

However, the speed of that black shadow was not much faster than him. This palm only smashed a large piece of hard big green bricks in the air, making a series of shattering sounds.

The next moment, a gust of wind, wrapped in a claw that looked like a wild beast, came straight to his face.

So fast!

Pang Yinlong's mind was awe-inspiring. He had seen with his own eyes before that a poisoned high-level master had one ear cut off by this swift claw and had to be captured without a fight.

Immediately, the blood under his feet boiled, he fell down, and flew backwards rapidly as if flying upside down on the ground, and then punched out in the air.

The air trembled instantly, and the whole air, as if a huge firecracker was stuffed in the middle, exploded with a loud bang, and was blown up by him, and the black shadow that rushed forward flew straight upside down for more than ten feet in the blink of an eye. on the ground.

However, this fatal blow, which could directly seriously injure a gangster, had no significant effect on this black shadow.

The black figure stretched out his hand and pressed on the ground, and the whole person bounced up.

It is said to be a human being, but there is only a simple human form, not a human form.

He is extremely thin, skinny, like a bamboo pole, but he is extremely tall, almost as tall as two ordinary people.

The hands and feet are very slender, with five fingers, pointed and long, with extremely sharp claws on them, like wild animals.

But the head is the head of a normal person.

On the whole, it looks like a withered mummy. If you put your arms flat, it can be used as a tall clothes pole.

But this weird bamboo pole man is so fast that it is outrageous. Compared with Pang Yinlong, a powerful martial artist who specializes in speed, he is only a little weaker.

The body is extremely tough, like a reinforced iron frame, and it cannot be broken even if it is beaten.

And there are three more such terrifying bamboo pole men.

Pang Yinlong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were inexplicably sad and indignant, too many people died too fast...

Even Pang Meng is dead!
Although he has always disliked Pang Meng, this is his own younger brother!
All of this is thanks to the bamboo man in front of him, and to the false city lord!
There are also the Wang family, the Song family, and the Kongquan sect...

Those traitors!

Pang Yinlong's eyes were full of murderous intent. Since he couldn't escape, he couldn't escape, at least he had to kill a bamboo pole man to avenge Pang Meng!

About to start.

Suddenly, the sound of tapping footsteps sounded, a young man wearing a pair of gold-framed round glasses, who looked frail, like a weak scholar, walked into the courtyard and walked out from behind the bamboo pole man.

Pang Yinlong's hands and feet were instantly cold, and his face was pale.

Behind that person, three bamboo pole figures of similar shape stepped on silent steps and lined up one after another.

Some of them were covered with blood, or their sharp claws were covered with pieces of flesh and blood. They looked at Pang Yinlong as if they were looking at a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

The frail young man coughed twice, pushed the gold-framed round glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said to himself: "It seems that Shixiang Ruanjinsan is less effective for the noble environment than I thought, and it took less than a quarter of an hour. The toxins are almost exhausted."

"Who the hell are you!" Pang Yinlong's pupils shrank, and he stared carefully at this young man who seemed incompatible with the scene.

The young man seemed to have noticed him just now, and smiled slightly: "Pang Yinlong, that's really good. He ran so fast that he was able to suppress the second type of Giant Spirit Soldier. His strength really exceeded my expectations.

"To reward you, I want to give you the most special arrangement.

"Presumably, with such excellent material as you, my Colossus plan will definitely be able to take it to a higher level..."

A flash of decisive anger flashed in Pang Yinlong's eyes: "You are dreaming!"

Bursting with energy and blood boiling, Pang Yinlong, like a fearless lightning, stabbed at the young man.

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Snapped!
Throwing a fine stone at will, the stone is like a flying marble, tearing through the air, breaking a big yellow-striped snake hanging down at the waist, falling to the ground and twitching.

Beside him, Ji Quan skillfully took out a dagger, swung the knife, cut off the snake's head, kicked it away, then picked up the body of the snake that was still shaking and bouncing, and stroked it from top to bottom to clean the blood and internal organs. Throwing it into the back basket.

"Brother Lin Yan, this one weighs two catties, if we get a few more, we'll have enough meat and food for the next few days!"

Lin Yan nodded perfunctorily.

This Ji Quan is Xie Lingyan's sixth junior brother, he is young, only in his early 15s, he is strong and healthy, with bronze skin.

There were two other people, Pei Qing and Fan Yunyun, who didn't talk much.

This Ji Quan seems to have guessed that Lin Yan is the mysterious masked man who rescued the Qinghong martial arts before. The color of worship.

As for Lin Yan, even though he found him annoying, he could only bear it helplessly.

Because this Jiquan is a true book, a mountain dweller in the Guangchuan Mountains, and later joined the Qinghong Martial Arts Hall.

The destination of their trip was also to follow his instructions and go to the small village where he was born.

Scattered from left to right, the trees are soaring into the clouds, with thick branches and leaves, covering the sunlight, only a few strands are missing, like streaks of skylight.

Unknown shrubs and wormwood grow everywhere, and snakes, ants, and flying insects climb back and forth. From time to time, there is a low roar of a beast from afar, which makes people shudder.

Guangchuan Mountains, just walked a short distance, already felt a kind of isolated wildness and simplicity, from civilization to wilderness in a hurry.

Thinking in this way, Lin Yan frowned suddenly, his figure flickered, and he suddenly came to Pang Tong in front of the convoy, and he waved his hand to catch a sharp arrow that was coming quickly, and he picked it up in his hand.

Then with a strong throw, the arrow flew backwards along the original path like a strong bow.

"what!"

Deep in the bushes, there was a scream.

At the same time, Xie Lingyan also rushed to the front, took out a piece of coarse cloth from nowhere in his hand, shook it violently, and threw away the other three arrows.

Immediately, there was a terrified cry from inside the bush: "The wind is blowing!"

"It's the second wave," Lin Yan said in a low voice, "I'll go."

Immediately, his figure flickered and penetrated into the bushes.

"Forgive me!"

"It's our eyes that don't know Mount Tai! Let us go!"

"I fought with you!"

Shouts, begging for mercy, and screams suddenly rang out, and the bushes shook rapidly, a little bloody red, flying high.

But after more than ten breaths, all the sounds disappeared.

After more than ten breaths, Lin Yan stretched out his hand and lifted the tall wormwood. He looked refreshed, put away his bulging bag, walked out as if nothing had happened, and said lightly: "Go on."

Pang Tong, Pang Feiyan, and Ji Quan and other juniors all trembled.

Pang Tongtong said with a resentful face: "Junior Brother Lin, is this the strength realm you mentioned? Just admit it, you were the one who saved the Dragon Gate Pavilion before, and the masked man who beat me up, right?"

Lin Yan didn't bother to explain, he had many secrets, and the more he explained, the harder it was to explain.

Without changing his face, he forced a perfunctory way: "Senior brother Pang, why can't I understand what kind of masked man? Not to mention the strength realm, shouldn't this be the strength?"

In the second half of the sentence, he did not cheat at all.

"..."

Everyone was speechless, and Pang Tong's expression naturally became more resentful.

　Thank you for the 500 coins rewarded by the book friend's silly fantasy again, thank you very much
　　
　
(End of this chapter)