I killed the film and television world

Chapter 435 A transaction

Partridge Whistle had just finished speaking.

From the grass on the other side, a shadow appeared like a ghost in the sparse, broken moonlight.

In full view of everyone, he disappeared in a flash.

The old foreigner and Hua Ling both felt as if everything before their eyes was in a trance for a moment.

The dark shadow lying on the ground had already rushed into the cemetery.

However, Partridge Whistle's face changed drastically.

He has extremely keen senses.

At that moment, he had already realized that the shadow that almost passed by the ground was a human figure.

But the speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch up with the sight!
……

The dark night enveloped the dense forest.

The shadow quickly flashed to the broken stele, and grabbed the little raccoon that fell from the stele into its palm.

The dead raccoon, whose chest was pierced by an arrow, suddenly opened his bright little eyes.

Earlier, it was pretending to be dead to hide from others.

Only when Song Ren caught it did the little fox realize something was wrong.

Just as it was about to fight back, Song Ren suddenly tightened his grip on it.

The little fox immediately let out a painful and shrill scream.

He coughed out a mouthful of blood from his sharp mouth.

Most of the chest, including the skeleton and internal organs, was crushed by Song Ren.

Almost at the same time.

Song Ren's figure also stopped in front of another large stone tablet at the back.

Twist your body and hips!
He turned over and kicked down fiercely, breaking the heavy stone tablet into pieces amid the little fox's screams of pain.

boom!
The huge noise made the three people of Partridge Whistle who were hiding in the bushes stop breathing for a moment, and beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads.

This terrifying leg strength is simply amazing!
Following closely, I saw that after the stone tablet collapsed, the thin mist was also dispersed at once.

At the back, a wicked old woman riding a snow-white donkey came into everyone's sight.

The wicked old woman turned her face away.

That look was really disgusting, his face looked like it was smeared with oil, revealing his treacherous nature.

The corners of his grinning lips revealed a mouthful of uneven yellow teeth, and the smile on his face was also filled with malice.

Partridge Whistle realized at the first moment that the scene before him was most likely a circular light illusion.

Obviously, the other party is also a yellow monster!
And the realm is even higher!

Compared to the previous smaller one, it is obviously not on the same level.

At that moment, Partridge Whistle signaled his fellow apprentices to hold their breath, and then reached for the mirror umbrella in the bamboo basket behind him.

Just when he was about to break the circle of light technique, he saw that the young man who had kicked the stone tablet into pieces had suddenly turned around. Even at such a close distance, he was still unaffected.

Instead, his attack became more aggressive, and he grabbed the wicked old woman's throat.

The transformed old woman collided face to face with Song Ren.

An old lady riding a donkey with a cunning look on her face and a malicious smile.

A fierce guy with unruly eyebrows and a murderous look on his face.

The two sides are obviously not on the same level.

It would be fine if the old fox could use this magic of circular light to bully others.

When it saw Song Ren, it couldn't stand the overwhelming pressure at the first glance, and its body immediately began to twist and deform.

Even Partridge Whistle was stunned when he saw this scene.

That person is really violent!
In just a breath, when the old foreigner and Hua Ling looked again, the evil old woman riding on the donkey was no longer on the grave.

Only an old raccoon riding a big white rabbit was left.

At this moment, the young man was holding him up by the head.

Hua Ling was even more surprised: "Brother!"

However, Partridge Whistle put his finger between his lips, indicating that he should remain silent.

The ominous feeling in his heart did not dissipate.

It is very likely that it did not come from that old raccoon.

On the grave

Song Ren let the old raccoon in his hand make its final dying struggle, threw away the young raccoon in his other hand, and used his fingertips to cut a bloody gash on the old raccoon's gray-yellow belly.

Blood and intestines immediately oozed out from the ruptured belly.

The old fox's struggle, which had been becoming increasingly weak, suddenly became extremely violent.

It was obviously the last glimmer of light.

In a short while, the force of resistance became weaker and weaker.

Until finally, there was no sound at all.

Song Ren took out a demon pill the size of a fingernail from its fishy abdominal cavity.

It was dark and stained with a lot of blood and mucus from internal organs.

Put it into the space temporarily.

As for the old raccoon's flesh and skin, it is also a very nutritious thing.

However, its effect is not as good as those natural treasures.

Putting it away will waste space.

Just throw it away.

As for the dead little raccoon, although it had become a spirit, it was unable to produce a magic pill, which was a bit of a pity.

……

After finishing, Song Ren simply washed the stains on his hands in the stream in the cemetery.

Then he turned his head.

He suddenly spoke to the three people, Partridge Whistle, who were hiding behind the bushes and leaving quietly after seeing that everything was over:
"Fellow Taoist, please stay."

"..."

When the three brothers and sisters heard the voice, their movements to turn around and leave inevitably froze.

Discovered?

The old foreigner subconsciously reached for the bow behind him, and Hua Ling also looked at her senior brother.

Partridge Whistle made a pressing gesture, signaling the two men not to be impulsive, to temporarily hide their figures and move back a distance.

Given the pursuit speed that the other party had previously demonstrated, it would obviously be unrealistic to choose to escape after being discovered.

Partridge Whistle's face looked heavy.

As he turned around, he took out two twenty-shot mirror boxes from his waist.

His martial arts skills are first-rate, but his marksmanship is even more amazing.

In the online drama, Partridge Whistle can directly shoot and use the bullet to hit the flying knife thrown by Red Girl head-on.

The accuracy of this shooting is outrageous!

It is no exaggeration to praise the sharpshooter.

He walked out of the messy grass alone.

At this moment, Partridge Whistle's heart had become calmer.

Looking at the man sitting on the tombstone from afar, he silently tightened the mirror box in his hand.

Song Ren was also looking the other person up and down.

In the online drama The Wrath of the West Hunan, Partridge Whistle is the top fighter in the drama.

This character is even more outstanding than Chen Yulou.

Unfortunately, while searching for the Zhuochen Pearl later, one of his arms was broken in Heishui City.

In addition, his fellow junior brothers and sisters had died one after another in the Pingshan Ancient Tomb, which made him completely give up the search for the Zhuochen Pearl and follow the priest to leave their hometown.

Song Ren's main mission on this world journey is to save the old foreigner and Hua Ling, and to steal the Pingshan ancient tomb.

Thinking of this, he observed for a moment and said directly: "Brother, do you mind making a deal with me?"

Partridge Whistle was stunned, looking at the figure, frowning: "Transaction? What do you mean?"

Song Ren's complexion was slightly uncertain under the scattered moonlight, which made him look even more mysterious:
"Then I'll get straight to the point."

"I'm a wild person, and I know a lot of things."

"I also know that you are all disciples of the Banshan Sect, and the lifelong goal of the people in this sect is the legendary phoenix gall - the Zhuchen Pearl."

"Coincidentally, I happen to have detailed information about this bead."

When Partridge Whistle heard this, his eyes suddenly changed color.

If the other party could reveal his master's sect at a glance, he would only be slightly surprised.

The news about the Zhuchen Pearl that Partridge Whistle had been pursuing for a long time really hit his vital point.

The Banshan Sect has been searching for the Zhuochen Pearl for a thousand years, sacrificing countless lives, but in vain for the news, which now seems to be within reach.

Even Partridge Whistle, who was usually calm and wise, had his breathing disordered due to excitement.

The old foreigner and Hua Ling who were lying in ambush in the distance also looked over in surprise.

The two of them were still young, and in fact they could not quite understand the brother's deep obsession with the Zhuchen Pearl. They were more concerned about the brother's safety. But at this moment, they heard the news about the Zhuchen Pearl that the brother had been looking for for a long time, and they were very happy at the first moment.

However, Partridge Whistle was not sure about Song Ren's approach, and did not dare to trust him easily.

But the news about the Zhuochen Pearl, whether true or false, was worth it for him to stay and continue listening.

Partridge Whistle took a deep breath, his tone still a little excited: "Then what do you want, sir?"

Song Ren smiled faintly and said, "We still have some time, why not sit down and talk slowly."

"And before that, you don't have to be too nervous."

"I told you, I'm a wild person and I know a lot of information."

"There's no need to lie to you about this."

"As for the reason, it may be a bit unkind to say it this way."

"But, you three brothers and sisters are definitely not worth my deceiving."

After hearing this, Partridge Whistle frowned even more tightly.

Although, he did not have as good a reputation as Chen Yulou, the leader of the Xiangling thieves.

But as the leader of the Moving Mountain Sect, he cannot be easily underestimated.

Especially since even his master from the Banshan Sect was looked down upon, this made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But Partridge Whistle still didn't take any action.

However, in the distant jungle, there was a rustling sound of breaking wind, rushing towards them!

A sharp arrow cut through the layers of grass and flew past at low altitude!
In a flash, the arrow narrowly missed Song Ren's ear from behind.

Obviously, this arrow was just a warning.

However, the pride on the face of the old foreigner crouching in the bushes at the side and rear had completely frozen before it could bloom.

The arrow that had brushed past Song Ren's ear was easily stopped by the opponent with just two fingers!

You know, the old foreigner deliberately moved to the side and rear of the opponent, which was a blind spot in the field of vision.

If the arrow is shot at this angle, even if the opponent hears the sound of wind and grass when the bow is drawn, the most he can do is avoid it.

Now what is this…

With just two fingers, he caught the flying arrow! ?

It was the first time for the old foreigner to see an opponent with such extraordinary skills.

Song Ren calmly dropped the arrow, then turned around and glanced at the old foreigner who was hiding behind the bushes.

A pair of narrow eyes, at this moment, looked like an eagle's eyes, as sharp as a knife tip.

The old foreigner's bow-holding movement was completely frozen there.

He had clearly distanced himself, and the two sides were now quite far apart.

However, the moment he was stared at by those eyes, the old foreigner felt beads of cold sweat rolling down his back.

Partridge Whistle also frowned: "Sir, please restrain your evil spirit. I can formally apologize to you on behalf of my fellow apprentices for the offense just now."

Song Ren turned around and said, "It's just a quarrel between children."

"But this way, it can at least prove the truth of what I said."

"This time, I am sincere in making a deal with you, so of course it is better to say some things in advance, so as to save you from thinking too much."

After finishing speaking, Song Rencai officially said:
"In this deal, I am using the specific information about the Zhuochen Pearl to exchange for your Banshan Sect's disciples to help me steal an ancient tomb in the Bottle Mountain deep in Laoxiong Ridge."

Upon hearing this, Partridge Whistle said, "Pingshan Ancient Tomb? Is it the legendary Yuan Dynasty treasure?"

Song Ren nodded.

Partridge Whistle stared at Song Ren deeply, and after a moment, he said, "Okay."

"But before that, we have to do our own things first, and then come to the appointment after we are done."

He actually didn't object to the deal.

On the one hand, the Zhuchen Pearl has been the only pursuit of the disciples of the Banshan Sect for thousands of years.

Any news about it is what Partridge Whistle desires most right now.

Whether it's true or not, it's worth the risk.

On the other hand, the Pingshan Ancient Tomb was originally part of his subsequent plans, and the two events did not conflict.

The only thing he needed to be wary of was that the person in front of him had a somewhat mysterious origin.

But because of this, the news about the Zhuochen Pearl is relatively more authentic.

The other party was not only able to see through his hiding, but also able to reveal the identity of the Banshan Sect in one sentence. This also made Queqiao Shao more looking forward to the news about Zhuochen Pearl.

Song Ren: "Your affairs... If you don't mind, would you mind telling me a little bit? I might get some unexpected news from you."

Partridge Whistle pondered for a moment and said, "The Tomb of King Yelang, this is the purpose of our trip."

Song Ren: "The tomb of King Yelang? The Zhuchen Pearl is not there."

Upon hearing this, Partridge Whistle remained silent.

He couldn't completely believe what Song Ren said.

Moreover, he had already done too much preliminary preparation for the excavation of the Yelang King's Tomb. How could he be willing to do so if he couldn't go there in person?

Seeing this, Song Ren stopped hiding it and said directly:

"You'd better think it over carefully. There is more than just the missing Zhuchen Pearl in the Yelang King's Tomb now."

"To be more precise, there should be nothing there."

"It can even be said that leaving you a candlestick is the greatest kindness to you."

Hearing this, Partridge Whistle suddenly raised his head, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, and said, "How is this possible!"

He spent so much time making a detailed strategy, and specially called on his fellow junior brothers and sisters to prepare all the necessary props.

Now you tell me, there is nothing there, how can he accept this.

Song Ren said, "Is this hard to believe?"

"The Tomb of King Yelang has a history of more than a thousand years. Even if there is no Banshan Sect, there are still Faqiu, Mojin, and Xiling."

"Besides these, there are other branches of tomb robbing, which are too numerous to count and are scattered all over the world."

"As far as I know, the Yelang King's Tomb has already been visited by the Xiling Hercules."

"Given the style of the Xiling gang, you should know it to some extent."

Xiangling Li Shi is good at gathering people to act.

Therefore, whenever they succeeded in robbing a tomb, their main goal would be to take everything away.

Even the floor tiles can be picked out and taken away one by one.

Anything of the slightest value would be swept away.

If the place had really been successfully visited by the Xiangling Lishi, then there might really be nothing left in the tomb of the Yelang King.

Seeing how confidently Song Ren spoke, Partridge Whistle began to struggle in his heart.

Song Ren then added fuel to the fire:

"What's more, after we have robbed the Pingshan Tomb, if you still don't believe it, you can go to the Tomb of King Yelang again."

"That big tomb is right there. It has not changed in more than a thousand years. Is it possible that someone will compete with you for it now?"

Partridge Whistle's expression had already relaxed a little.

Song Ren then added:

"When we go to the Pingshan Ancient Tomb, the greater the role you Banshan Sect play in it, the more detailed the information about the Zhuochen Pearl I will give you."

"You know, the place where the Zhuchen Pearl is now is quite extraordinary."

“It’s no exaggeration to say that it would be difficult for you three to walk out of there alive even if you knew the location.”

The danger level of King Xian’s Tomb is still quite high.

If they go there rashly, they will most likely be wiped out like Chen Yulou and others from the Xiangling faction later.

Partridge Whistle was finally persuaded.

It was mainly because of the details that Song Ren described, which were so convincing that people subconsciously felt a sense of conviction.

He accepted Song Ren's invitation and waved in two directions a little further away.

Afterwards, the old foreigner who was lying in ambush in the bushes put away his bow and arrow, and Hua Ling followed him out.

Partridge Whistle asked, "Since we are collaborating, could you please tell us your master's sect?"

Song Ren paused for a moment, then said, "Daoism, Song Jiu."

Partridge Whistle was stunned for a moment:
Daomen?

Is there still such a sect in today's society?

Never heard of it.

However, the opponent's skills and mysteriousness are all puzzling.

In this way, if it is a sect that you have never heard of, it seems reasonable.

When Partridge Whistle saw Song Ren announce his name, he also clasped his hands and said:
"The mountain-moving lineage, the partridge whistle."

"These are my junior brothers and sisters."

The old foreigner and Hua Ling stood on both sides of the senior brother and also took the initiative to give their names.

Hua Ling was very curious and saw that the two sides seemed to be getting along.

Inevitably, he became more curious and began to secretly look at Song Ren.

The other person was the first one she had seen in all these years who could make her senior brother choose to take a step back.

(End of this chapter)