Fake Taoists in the world of film and television

Chapter 15 Accident
Yi Buhuo held the Liuren Divine Dice and looked at it carefully.

The overall color is grayish brown, with intricate golden stripes embellishment on the six sides. It is different from the square Rubik's Cube in the previous life. From the surface, it appears that the intersection of the six Renshen dice faces is not perpendicular, but is cut into a small face. .

Although in theory it can be solved by unifying the patterns divided on different faces into the same pattern, the most bizarre thing is that there are different patterns on these small faces, and they don't look like they match up.

After trying it casually, Yi Buhuo shook his head slightly, "Sure enough, it's not that simple."

The whole body of the Six Renshen Dice is made of an unknown material, and it is extremely hard. To prevent the self-destruct mechanism inside, Yi Buhuo dared not dismantle it violently for a while.

Although this thing is of little use to him, it doesn't matter whether it is destroyed or not, but after all, the time is not right now, and he can try it anytime he leaves here. There are patrolling servants everywhere outside, so it is best not to alert others.

He took out a piece of cloth from his arms, put the Liuren Divine Dice and tied it on his belt, and Yi Buhuo prepared to leave the same way.

As soon as he avoided the patrol and walked to the courtyard wall, a loud shout sounded from behind him: "Who is it?"

Yi Buhuo was so excited that he was discovered?

Looking back, I saw a middle-aged man wearing a gauze hat and rich clothes with a black cloak hanging behind him. He was pressing the hilt of a knife at his waist and staring at this side.

He was the one who spoke just now!
Seeing Yi Buhuo, who had his back turned, turned around and was standing unsteadily, the middle-aged man seized the opportunity and unsheathed his steel sword, filled with murderous intent, and stepped forward with a strong wind whistling under his feet, approaching him in just an instant. forward.

"Master!"

The arrival was extremely fast, and the timing was extremely clever!
At this time, Yi Buhuo turned around and his body was only halfway turned. He didn't have time to forcefully change his posture. The sword was already in front of him, and his body and head were about to be separated.

It's a pity that Yi Buhuo is not an ordinary person. Since he dares to come here alone, he certainly doesn't think it will be 100% smooth.

Although the sword light is fast, his thinking is faster. Since it is too late to retreat, then move forward!
Relying on the inertia brought by turning around, Yi Buhuo was faster than a knife. Instead, he got close to the middle-aged man and almost got into his arms.

Without room for display, the length of the steel knife became a drag.

Yi Buhuo stretched out his hand to hold his right hand holding the knife, and the true energy in his body flowed and gathered. The palm of his free left hand glowed with a faint golden light, and he hit the middle-aged man on the chest with a palm.Although there is no accumulated strength, the internal strength gained from more than ten years of hard training surges into the middle-aged man's chest like a roaring river.

The middle-aged man's internal strength has been used to protect the body and fight back. Unfortunately, the time is too short and it is difficult to gather the true energy. How can he resist Yi Buhuo's initiative? The body-protecting true energy is broken through in just an instant.

"Bam—"

With a muffled sound, the middle-aged man's face turned pale, and his body rose from the ground and knocked over the study door.

Just as Yi Buhuo was about to take advantage of his victory, the servants who had been attracted by the middle-aged man's voice had already arrived and scattered to his left and right to surround him.

A bright sword light flashed,
"Give it to me!"

The leader waved his hand, and the people closest to Yi Buhuo rushed forward impatiently.

Seeing a dozen people standing in front of him, and more people scattering around with torches, he didn't know that these people might even block the way outside the house.

After taking a look at the temporarily silent study, Yi Buhuo knew that there would be no chance for a last-ditch attack.

He had already seen that the middle-aged man just now had a very good vision for seizing the opportunity of fighting, and his attacks were extremely cruel and merciless. He must have had more than one life on his hands, and his martial arts was also very strong.

There is only one kind of master who can appear in Jiangbeiehe Mansion at this time——

East Factory!

When Yi Buhuo came two days ago, he happened to catch up with Jiang Biehe and the people from Dongchang discussing the conspiracy against Xiao Yuer and the others. He thought that the martial arts conference had basically settled down and the people from Dongchang had already left. , but I didn't expect it to still be here.

"What a mistake..."

Yi Buhuo sighed and casually knocked down the few minions who rushed up. Without any entanglement, he flew over the courtyard wall and escaped from the encirclement while the alley outside was not completely blocked.

Since the people from Dongchang are still there, there are still other masters who can't protect them. With such a big movement, Jiang Biehe should rush back. It will be miserable to be besieged by then.

It's better to run away now as a sign of respect before the people come. The green mountains will not change and the green water will flow forever. Sooner or later, we will come back and kill them!
Without the help of experts, these cannon fodders could not stop Yi Buhuo, and they would lose sight of him in a few seconds.

When Jiang Biehe came back, he saw that the study door was broken and flying aside, the books on the bookshelf were flying around, and the desk facing the door was broken into several pieces. The entire study was in a mess like a strong wind.

His face changed drastically, and he hurriedly went forward to search. After a moment, he sighed. His whole body seemed to have been drained of energy, and even his straight back was bent a bit.

Seeing the disciple waiting outside the door, he quickly grabbed his collar, his face turned red and he asked angrily, "Where is the thief?"

"Already ran away..." Seeing how angry he was, the disciple was so frightened that he trembled and muttered.

Jiang Biehe reluctantly let go of his hand, holding on to some illusion in his heart that not only the thief had entered the study, but also people from the East Factory, maybe...

At this time, the middle-aged man had been taken down for treatment. Jiang Biehe's eyes flashed with a hint of sinisterness.

He had worked hard to get the Liuren Divine Dice. After ten years of painstaking research, he still had no results. The wedding magic skill inside had become his obsession. He would never allow anyone to take it away, not even Dongchang!

There are people from Hongye Zhai everywhere in the city. These guys are everywhere. It is still too dangerous to stay here. Yi Buhuo can only climb over the city wall overnight to leave the city and stay away from this place of right and wrong.

After experiencing the moment of life and death, Yi Buhuo was so nervous that he didn't dare to stop all the way and drove for more than ten miles before finding a ruined temple to rest.

Sitting by the fire, Yi Buhuo leaned against the mottled Buddha statue and looked at the starry sky above his head through the sparse tiles.

"I still have too little experience in the arena..."

In his two lifetimes combined, he had never experienced anything like this tonight. Although he was already prepared to lick blood with his knife and had envisioned the scene of fighting with others, 20 years of ordinary life still made him slack off.

I have been practicing hard for nearly 20 years, and my skill is by no means inferior to Hua Wuque, but my biggest shortcoming is that I have almost zero combat experience.

Before meeting Xiao Yu'er, he was not prepared to enter the world at all. His cultivation was just a habit brought from his previous life. He had no chance to display his inner strength.

Even when he captured flower-picking bees before, it was almost a sneak attack. Now he met a real master and almost died again, which gave him a great stimulation.

If it weren't for the extraordinary reaction brought about by his internal strength today, he would have hated Northwest.

It's a pity that it's too late to regret what he did earlier. Now that he has stepped in, he is not ready to leave. His ambition to save his childhood regrets has not yet been realized. How can he live a busy life like this?
Yi Buhuo's eyes gradually became appreciative, "The worst that can happen is to die again. If you have so many worries about resurrecting your life, then your life will really be in vain..."

(End of this chapter)