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Chapter 282: The word "shu" is written in a few strokes

All the Taixu Sect disciples in the audience stood stiffly, looking at the current scene on the stage, at a loss.

It all happened too fast, and it was completely different from what they imagined.

The elder who was assigned by the sect to deal with Jiang Shu fell down like this? Even now I am still taking pills...

And Jiang Shu, the scum of the sect, was sitting unhurt on the competition stage, looking up at the wind?
When did Jiang Shu become so strong?
This was a question that suddenly popped up in everyone's mind, and then they realized that they didn't seem to be familiar with Jiang Shu.

Even... they only knew that her name was Jiang Shu, and she was a fellow disciple of Taixu Sect. She had a weird temperament and did not interact with anyone on weekdays. She was an extremely withdrawn person.

"Junior sister Xiaohe, do you know when Jiang Shu became so strong? Or has she been hiding her strength? Alas, now we can only wait for the other elders of the sect to come and deal with her."

Ruan He felt complicated. When the person next to her asked this question, she could only say "hmm" softly.

Because, she is actually not familiar with Jiang Shu either...

She just guessed who Jiang Shu was based on the inexplicable feeling in her heart about this person.

"She absolutely shouldn't have done it. She just shouldn't have put a knife on my brother's neck."

The next moment, the woman in green suddenly stood up from the ground, the heavy knife supporting her body as she swayed.

Jiang Su is not as relaxed as she looks. In the final analysis, she is a monk who has no pill formation.

Zhuji faced off against Nascent Soul, and with just one strike, she was already exhausted.

She walked unsteadily to the edge of the competition stage, held the heavy sword in her hand, and squatted in front of the female cultivator in brocade.

The green robe was so loose that she could barely wear it on her body. With the breeze passing through the hall, it floated onto the man's brocade robe.

Linen green material overlaps with gold silk and brocade. Jiang Su's green silk blows from behind to Ruan He's ears and temples, causing Ruan He's side face to itch, and he feels an indescribable complex feeling in his heart.

Ruan He met the slender eyes, but the coldness in Jiang Shu's eyes froze her for a moment. For just a moment, she swallowed her saliva in a daze, then reacted and glared back angrily.

"Jiang Shu, I won't let you go. Someone has already reported it to the leader. Elders will come over in a moment. All the fellow brothers and sisters here will round up you mercilessly. If you don't want to die in an ugly way, Just wait here honestly, we can still leave you a complete body in consideration of our old friendship."

Jiang Su tilted his head, his face expressionless, as if he didn't listen to these words at all.

Suddenly, she curled her lips and arched her eyebrows.

"Ruan He, you have changed."

"..."

Ruan He was stunned and subconsciously said, "What?"

The woman in green didn't answer any more. She took off her outermost green shirt, placed the heavy knife not far from her side, then picked up her green shirt and draped it neatly on the blade.

Her fingertips brushed the blade through her clothes, lingering and wandering.

After a long time, she took out a small clay pot from the sleeve of her plain robe.

She snatched this from Bai Rong when she was in Ten Thousand Poison Cave.

Open the clay pot and pour the black beetle inside into the palm of your hand.

"Squeak-"

At this moment, the black-armored poisonous insects burrowed into her flesh, and black lines quickly crawled from her arms to her torso, up to her head and face, and down to her soles.

Jiang Su's legs were weak and she fell backward.

She looked up at the sky, quietly feeling the approach of death.

"When I first came here, it was probably a half-cloudy day... If it was a sunny day, how could I revive my corpse?"

"Let's go, my medical clinic is about to open."

She closed her eyes gently, with a faint smile on her lips.

Never open again.

After a breath, the flesh in the plain clothes melted into water, and the black water mixed with the plain linen clothes, like a pair of ink paintings written randomly, the meaning of which is obscure and difficult to understand.

The green shirt was neatly covered with a heavy black sword.

The sword practiced by the swordsman is the life of the swordsman.

Jiang Shu once owned this sword for a short time, but his fate was unfortunate, and he went to hell because of it.

Jiang Su may not care about Jiang Shu's body, but she cannot let the heavy sword that followed her end up being mixed in the black water like a piece of grass.

The Taixu Sect disciples in the audience completely exploded.

"What the hell is going on?! Even if Jiang Shu knew there was no chance of escaping, there would be no need for her to use such poisonous insects... Her corpse has already decomposed into water."

"It's too scary. Fortunately, I wasn't familiar with Jiang Shu before. She is so cruel. She doesn't even care about her own body. Maybe if I anger her, I will die in her hands with my whole body intact." "No." "What kind of cultivation is Jiang Shu? She can knock out Senior Brother Chang Ying, injure Elder Zhang with one blow, and make him unable to stand up at all. This must be because of Nascent Soul, right?"

Everyone was talking a lot, mostly speculating on Jiang Shu's strength.

"Give me." A voice sounded.

Everyone immediately made way for the elder. This man was tall and holding a whisk in his hand. He was the master of the Punishment Hall.

"Elder Liu." The disciples greeted him one after another.

Liu Songqing glanced at the poisonous water on the stage and the two seriously injured people not far away. He took out his magical weapon, the bronze mirror, and asked, "What happened here?"

The bronze mirror quickly transformed everything that had just happened on the martial arts competition stage. When he saw the woman in green's superb sword, he was a little surprised in his eyes.

Then, he asked again, "Who is she."

The disciple on the side explained in confusion, "Jiang Shu, that outer disciple who killed many mortals."

Someone immediately pinched the flesh of the disciple who was speaking, "Elder Liu was talking to Wen Xinjing, and he didn't ask you."

He was still confused and said, "But that's Jiang Shu."

"No." Elder Liu suddenly said.

"..."

He turned around and looked at the female cultivator in brocade, his eyes as clear as a mirror, reflecting the expression on her face very clearly.

Ruan He was stared at so much that chills ran down his spine, "Elder, what's going on?"

Elder Liu said calmly, "It takes a few strokes to put the spell on paper."

"Five," she blurted.

"..."

The next moment, she covered her mouth in almost panic, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she took a few steps back, feeling a little unsteady.

"impossible……"

……

Jiang Su opened his eyes, and what he saw was still the dark sky.

She propped up her body and sat on the edge of the wooden boat, looking into the endless black water lake with countless white lotus lanterns floating on the lake.

The lights were pale and cold, but they were like sparse and cold stars.

Jiang Su couldn't tell whether he was in the underworld or riding a boat across a starry sky.

"It's like the sky is in the water."

She lazily put her hands on the edge of the boat, stirring up a few drops of black water from time to time. She also stopped a white lotus lantern along the way, and took her time leisurely until the boat hit the shore.

"Your boat is really slow. Can you, next time I come to the underworld, sit next to you? I'm traveling on the lake and taking a boat. This wooden boat is so slow."

"It's not that I'm delicate. The main thing is that King Yama, you really need to think about it. There are so many souls in the underworld, and the ghost servants are too busy. Are there some regulations that are redundant and useless, which reduce their work efficiency?" Jiang Su felt comfortable and contented, and didn't talk much. A few words.

She didn't hear King Yama's response, so she withdrew her gaze from a certain white lamp on the lake in the distance.

She remembered that King Yama was quite talkative, and he was not a boring gourd...

Jiang Su turned his head and saw a flash of red.

"Fang Zhe?" She asked directly without hesitation.

"Yeah." He said.

"Have you recovered?" she asked again.

"Well, thank you very much for your hard work."

Jiang Su chuckled lightly, pulled open the red sleeves that blocked his sight, raised his head and looked at the man's face, "We haven't seen each other for a few days, why are you still so polite?

"If you feel that you have worked hard for me, just sign a labor contract with me! My medical clinic is in good business and needs a goon to hold the place."

Fang Zhe couldn't understand the labor contract, but he could hear what Jiang Su meant from her tone.

"Life-saving grace, when-" He was suddenly interrupted before he finished speaking.

"What are you doing by the water? Come here quickly. Lord Yama has something to explain. The fairy fire has been fetched by Jiang Xiaoyi."

Jiang Su cheered up and jumped out of the canoe. He pulled Fang Zhe's sleeves and said, "Quickly! My fire is coming!!!"