The best waste god

One of the Huazi said angrily: "But we didn't intervene to help!"

Master Faming shook his head, and said, "That's because you all think that the master Bi will never lose, so..."

Speaking of this, he felt that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he hurriedly closed his eyes and proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said, "What a sin, what a sin!"

The silver-clothed swordsman sitting cross-legged at the side looked at the fainted Nangong Haotian and then at the dead Bi Wu, feeling a little cold sweat in his heart. If Nangong Haotian had used this trick against him just now, he would have died long ago. Thinking of these , Silver Fir Swordsman looked at Nangong Haotian with a face of shame, and was very grateful for his kindness of not killing.

This can also prove that although Nangong Haotian was robbed by the old devil Julong and passed on his skills, he did not agree to avenge the old devil and kill all the people who participated in it.

It was precisely because of this that the Silver Shirt Swordsman decided that Nangong Haotian did not kill the God of Vigor.This is also the same as Tiannan Xiushi and Tianxuan Shenjun still keeping their old lives, Nangong Haotian's nature is not bad.

But if Yinshan Swordsman knew that Nangong Haotian intended to kill him, but because the Demon Slayer King was around, he might have exposed his strength before stopping, would Yinshan Swordsman be so angry that he vomited blood and died.

The silver-shirted swordsman didn't know this, and beckoned to one of the dozens of beggars.

I saw a middle-aged Hanako with a big face and fat ears walking over in a hurry.

The silver-clothed swordsman waited until the middle-aged Hanako walked up to him, tremblingly untied a coral bead on the tassel of the sword, and said weakly: "Leave it to your leader, for the sake of your clan's reputation, it's not appropriate to pursue this matter any longer." , I will go to explain myself after the injury is healed."

The middle-aged Huazi took Shanzhu from the silver-clothed swordsman, bowed to say yes, turned around and waved at dozens of beggars, and said calmly: "Pick up the uncle, let's go."

The beggar gang is notoriously strict in discipline, and when they gave an order, they all said yes, and the six lower-level people who came over lifted the old beggar Bi Wu's body, without looking at Nangong Haotian, separated from the crowd, and went to the town go outside.

The middle-aged Hanako who took Shanzhu just now made a bow to the surroundings, and said modestly: "Seniors, the younger generation has to take a step first, we will meet later."

Master Faming and others returned the salute one after another, "Please!"

After dozens of beggars had left, Master Faming, Taoist Jingde, and the owner of the big villa hurried over to check on Nangong Haotian's injury.

I saw Liu Qianwen and Wei Xiaoying, who looked like two tearful people, had already held Nangong Haotian and sat cross-legged on the ground, while Nangong Haotian's face was like gold paper, his sword eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he closed his eyes as if he was adjusting his breath and performing exercises.

Aunt Shan's old eyes were moist, and she guarded Nangong Haotian with her horizontal stick,

Jiang Zhongzhao and several martial artists dressed as fishermen also stood around in a daze. As long as there was a slight movement of people around, they would desperately protect Nangong Haotian.

Si Yunyi and Lin Jinxiong also stood in front of Nangong Haotian, apparently intending to protect him.

Master Faming and Daoist Jingde, seeing Nangong Haotian's complexion, knew that the internal injury was not serious, and said with concern: "Nangong Shaoxia's internal organs were severely shaken, and we should use zhenqi input to speed up the return of the five internal organs. I don’t know how to help you?”

Of course, Si Yunyi and Lin Jinxiong could trust these two masters of Buddhism, but they still had a long-distance relationship. .

Before Aunt Shan could speak, Liu Qianwen got up and saluted, "Thank you for your concern, Master Daoist. Brother Nangong's injury is not too serious, but the loss of true energy is too great, and he will recover after a short rest. I won't bother the two masters." .”

Master Faming and Taoist Jingde are both worldly and sophisticated Buddhist masters, so they naturally know their own position and the other party's wariness.

While thinking about it, the two of them bowed slightly, and said together: "I hope the Buddha blesses Nangong Shaoxia to recover as soon as possible, and the poor man and poor Taoist will bid farewell, and there will be a period later."

Seeing that the two were about to leave, Wei Xiaoying stood up hastily, and Liu Qianwen, Si Yunyi and others expressed their respect to Master Faming and others.

Si Yunyi waited until Master Faming and Taoist Jingde led the crowd to the outside of the town, then turned to look at Jiang Zhongzhao, and asked with concern: "Mr. Burned, do you have..."

Seeing that Si Yunyi was so polite to him, Jiang Zhongzhao couldn't help being flattered, and hastily said respectfully: "Reporting to Senior Si, there is a small courtyard in this town for distinguished guests to rest..."

Lin Jinxiong said anxiously: "Then quickly send Nangong Shaoxia over there to adjust his breath!"

However, Jiang Zhongzhao hesitated, hesitated to speak, and seemed to have something to hide.

Aunt Shan knew that it was a secret place, and it was inconvenient for outsiders to know about it, so she turned to Si Yunyi and Lin Jinxiong brothers, Shi Liqian said: "Master Si has just escaped from danger, and Master Lin Erzhuang is also a brother who has been away for a long time, I think You all have a lot to say, and I think we will bid farewell, and there will be a time..."

Si Yunyi, Lin Jinxiong, and Lin Tianxiong cupped their hands with a smile, and said in a humble voice: "It's rare that Aunt Shan is thoughtful, so I'll just wait for you. When Nangong Shaoxia wakes up, please tell me. If you want to be useful, I will wait for you. Just a few words." Words, I will come to serve you in the starry night."

Liu Qianwen, Wei Xiaoying, and Aunt Shan were very moved when they heard this, and thanked them with salutes.

After Si Yunyi and others left, apart from a few of them, there were two or three scattered corpses in the square.

The fire was coming to an end, with white smoke bursting out, the flames intermittent, and the rest was ruined, such a large and luxurious mansion, it no longer existed at this time.

Nangong Haotian, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and adjusting his breath, seemed to be falling asleep due to exhaustion, and his breathing became a little longer. This was a sign that the injury was recovering, which made several people happy.

However, Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan did not dare to let Nangong Haotian sleep like this, and signaled several martial artists to lift Nangong Haotian up, and asked Jiang Zhongzhao to lead the way.

Jiang Zhongzhao first glanced at the dark places around alertly, then waved his hand abruptly, and walked towards the beach outside the town first.As soon as you leave the town, you will see the sea. At this time, the eastern sky is already pale, and it will be dawn soon.

Guided by Jiang Zhongzhao, he walked quickly along the edge of the town to a lush bamboo forest outside the corner of the town.

Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan saw it and knew that it was the secret residence specially set up by the Nine Finger Jackals.

Before reaching the bamboo forest, several people found that the other side of the bamboo forest was born in the sea water. The waves had already crashed into the bamboo forest, like floating bamboo in the water, which was not a bit elegant.

Liu Qianwen and Wei Xiaoying came forward to take care of Nangong Haotian because Nangong Haotian was not fully awake, and ordered several martial artists to be careful, beware of sneak attacks by the beggar gang or other people who had enemies with Nangong Haotian.

Entering the forest, there is a small path covered with pebbles under the thin fallen leaves.

Liu Qianwen and Wei Xiaoying looked up, and saw a faintly visible courtyard in the depths.In order to prevent accidents, Aunt Shan flew over and followed closely behind Jiang Zhongzhao.

The small courtyard of the Jingshe is not big, it only has two rooms and one living room. The house is not high, but from the appearance, it is very luxurious and exquisite.The gate of the courtyard is a small black-painted gatehouse with only two bluestone steps. There is no knocker on the door, but there are bright red Spring Festival couplets pasted on it.

"Please wait a moment, the little one will go in and open the door first." As soon as he arrived in front of the monastery, Jiang Zhongzhao looked back at Aunt Shan and said humbly, before flying towards the courtyard door.

Aunt Shan was going to say why no one opened the door inside?

Before he could speak, Jiang Zhongzhao had already entered the courtyard, and Jiang Zhongzhao was very respectful to her, so he couldn't be too suspicious, so he suppressed his doubts and stood at the doorstep waiting for the door to open.

At this moment, Liu Qianwen and Wei Xiaoying came to the door protecting Nangong Haotian.

Seeing Aunt Shan standing in front of the door alone, Liu Qianwen was about to say something, when several cheerful voices suddenly sounded in the courtyard: "Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Jiang, but we were frightened, the fire in front is so big, you Ah, you don't even come to see us, from the second watch to the present, we dare not even close our eyes..."

Just when Liu Qianwen and the others looked weird, Jiang Zhongzhao's impatient voice came from inside, "Stop talking nonsense, go and clean up the living room above the small hall, boil water to make tea, and prepare a banquet..."

It was another woman with a coquettish voice, coquettishly said: "Hey, the manager, but the grandpa is in the mood, and wants to drink two cups of morning wine..."

Hearing Jiang Zhongzhao's almost roaring voice, he scolded: "Don't stop talking, there are distinguished guests, please tidy up your clothes quickly, and be careful not to annoy the young master..."

A woman with a coquettish voice said excitedly and coquettishly, "What? Young master, so you must be a strong young man?"

Jiang Zhongzhao yelled angrily: "Stop talking nonsense and be more dignified. If you make trouble, you may all be killed. It doesn't matter if I tell you. Grandpa Yuan has already been executed by our young master."

After the three of them heard a soft exclamation, the courtyard immediately calmed down, and then the door latch sounded, and the door opened with a bang.

Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan had already turned their faces down after hearing the conversation of the women inside.I'm afraid this small courtyard of the secret jingshe is the Xunleyan Cave of the nine-fingered jackal who hates women the most.

However, now Nangong Haotian is suffering from serious internal injuries, and urgently needs such a comfortable place to recuperate and recuperate. Although these three people do not want to enter this kind of place, they have no choice.

At this time, Jiang Zhongzhao opened the gate of the courtyard, and the three called for several martial artists to carry Nangong Haotian in.

When Jiang Zhongzhao saw the faces of Liu Qianwen and the others, he couldn't help being startled, and suddenly became uneasy, wondering if they would be unhappy with him because of this?

At this time, palace lanterns were already lit on the small hall in the middle of the courtyard, and there were more than a dozen young women in flowered clothes scattered on the corridors of the two sides of the courtyard and on the small hall.