Dart Master

Chapter 52
She was coughing convulsively, as if she would die at any moment, this is an absolute opportunity for me, let alone me, I am afraid that even an ordinary villager can kill her.

I slowly raised my palm, as long as I hit her on the head, in her current defenseless state, she would surely die.However, I couldn't do it at all. When I saw her wrinkled and old face, I felt a sense of sadness in my heart.

I thought of my mother, she is also a woman, if she sees the son she raised with her own hands and beats to death a dying old woman, she will be heartbroken.

But if I don't kill her, I will die by her hands sooner or later.Killing her, how is I different from those evil people?My inner conscience and survival are in a fierce struggle, and I don't know how to choose!

"No injury, medicine, medicine..." The old Gu woman spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsed on the ground, stretched out her skinny hand, and pointed at me tremblingly.

I stood still for 30 seconds, but when I saw the despair in her eyes, I finally picked up the small jar on the ground.The jar was rustling as if there were Gu worms, I didn't dare to move it, I just handed it over to her.

The moment I handed it over to her, I felt a sense of relief.Just die, I really can't smash her head, and I can't watch her die of illness.In fact, she and I are both poor people, she has no granddaughter, and as for me, Uncle Qi and my father don't know whether they are alive or dead.

The old Gu Po took out a pill from inside, stuffed it into her mouth, and at the same time stretched her hand into the jar, closed her eyes and her whole body trembled like sifting chaff. After a while, a black air rose from the top of her head, and she recovered. .

"Mother-in-law, are you okay?" I reached out to help her, but the crutch of the old voodoo pointed at my throat like lightning, and asked coldly, "Brat, who told you to touch this jar? Is there something in the jar?"

Senhan's murderous aura made me a little out of breath, I raised my hand and gasped, "I, I just wanted to save you, I didn't see it!"

The old Gu woman's murderous gaze rested on my face for a moment, to make sure that I didn't seem to be lying, then she let go of the crutch, snorted coldly, and walked forward.

I just felt a burning pain in my throat, and my skin broke when I touched it. I thought this old guy really wanted to kill me.

"It's such a good intention. I knew it would have made you sick and died." I muttered a few words in my mouth and chased after him.

After taking the medicine, the old Gu woman walked very quickly, leaving me far behind. About an hour later, Wufang Town had already appeared in front of my eyes.

At the entrance of Wufang Town, there are two fiendish statues. I don't know where they are sacred, but the three big characters "Wufang Town" on the stone plaque in the middle are vigorous and powerful. Human beings have extremely advanced cultivation bases.

"The old man pretends to be quite similar, this time the old man will have to kill you." The old Gu woman snorted coldly at the stone tablet, thumped her crutches on the ground, and quickly walked into the town.

The town is the kind of quaint town in the south of the Yangtze River, with small bridges, flowing water, low gray and white courtyard walls, and black tile eaves. Bathed in the early spring sun, it exudes a pleasant Jiangnan poetry, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The old Gu woman led me to turn two rainy alleys and walked into a large courtyard. The door was open, and there was a faint bamboo forest inside.Walking a few steps inside, a little Taoist priest wearing a green Taoist robe came out to greet him, cupped his hands and said, "I didn't know that Master Aunt was coming, please forgive me."

The old Gu Po asked coldly: "Where's Li Zhongyuan?"

The little Taoist clasped his hands and said: "Master went to Baiqiao this morning, today we are welcoming the God of Wealth. Anyone who has a reputation in Jiangdong Xuanmen is invited to come. I don't think my aunt doesn't know."

"Talky!" The old Gu woman pulled me and turned around and walked out of the yard. She glanced around with her cloudy eyes and said solemnly: "The old man purposely invited so many people from the Taoist sect to come here. Opportunity to gain prestige, if you want to be the judge of Jiangdong, your seventh uncle is probably in danger, otherwise he would not dare to make such a big show."

My heart sank, and I asked in amazement, "What does mother-in-law mean, my seventh uncle has already been killed?"

"Hmph, he doesn't have the guts to kill Qin Jian. Although the Yin Division has changed, Zhang Wang's life and death are unknown. But as long as he is King Qin Guang and has not reincarnated and abdicated, even my master may not dare to take Qin Jian's life." What's more, keeping Qin Jian in your hand is far more useful than killing it." The old Gu woman said awe-inspiringly.

It seems that Uncle Seven is really not bragging, he has a good personal relationship with Zhang Wang, otherwise the old Gu woman would not be so confident.Thinking of this, I felt a little more relaxed.

Mother-in-law, where do you think old thief Li will hide my seventh uncle?I asked.

The old Gu woman turned around and left, saying as she walked, "Master has accepted three of our apprentices. The third one practiced corpse art and was killed by Qin Jian in the first line of sky. The second child is Lao Shen, who practiced Gu art. The old thief It’s a senior brother, he’s practicing Baijia Fighting, and the most powerful of Baijia Fighting is Xiasha and Prayer God, since he chose Baiqiao as the location of the evil spirit, it must be the safest place for him.”

When the old Gu Po said this, I understood that Uncle Qi must have figured out the riddle of the hungry ghost gangrene and the dark sun that the black-robed monster left us that night in Fengren Village.And this mystery is related to Fang Youde, the master Fang Youde knows is probably Li Zhongyuan.Uncle Qi must have tracked down Baiqiao and tracked it down to Wufang Town, but it fell into Li Zhongyuan's hands.

This play is really interesting, but we don't know whether we are watching or acting, but there is no doubt that no matter whether the play is good or bad, the watching and acting have to stay with us to the end.No one knows the outcome of the play until the end of the song.

Baiqiao is located in the deep mountains to the southwest of Wufang Town. The Dongjiang River runs through it from east to west, separating the opposite Wufang Mountain from the middle.From this point of view, Fang Youde can be considered to have accumulated some evil virtues.

Wufang Mountain is rumored to have a deity who turned into a fairy here. Logically speaking, it should be a very spiritual mountain, but it is not the case.Wufang Mountain exudes a strong evil spirit, and the verdant trees on the mountain exude a dark and dead spirit. I wondered whether it might be caused by evil people like Li Zhongyuan inviting evil gods, or that the person who ascended to immortality here is a evil god.Even the water of the Dongjiang River is extremely dangerous, and the waves are higher than the waves. It doesn't look like there is a river god in charge.It is no exaggeration to say that the mountains and rivers are poor.

When the old Gu Po and I arrived at the White Bridge, a colorful paper fairy bridge had already been built on the head of the bridge. All kinds of paper figurines and heavenly officials, as well as chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep for sacrifices, had already been prepared.Music drummers and Taoist boys are all dressed in cassocks, ready for battle, and the scene is extremely spectacular.

The people from the Taoist sect who came and went to watch the ceremony sat cross-legged on the flat ground in the east of the bridge. The stone carvings and mast railings of the Baiqiao were very similar to the photos Hangzi gave me that day. I think Jiang Ziyang was indeed killed on the Baiqiao. It's true.

At the head of the bridge, a two-meter-high seven-star building platform has been set up, and several pillars of incense sticks thick as children's arms have been lit. It is not far away to come to the ceremony, but the surname Li has not appeared on the stage for a long time.The people from the Taoist sect sitting around were whispering to each other, and it was very lively. Inviting the God of Wealth is a great dharma event that pays attention to the right time and place, but no one complained.

Just as I was surreptitiously looking at all this, a cold feeling came over me, and I looked into the crowd, only to see old ghost with smoke bubbles in his mouth, sneering at me expressionlessly.He is really brave enough to steal Li Zhongyuan's Disha corpse and dare to come here to watch the ceremony.

Just as he was in a daze, he heard a few salutes from the bridgehead, and the Taoists below bowed in unison: "Welcome to Master Li Zhenzhen!" A figure gave a long laugh, flew down from the top of the mountain, and landed steadily. On the seven-star platform.The mountain was at least ten meters high, and his breathing was even when he fell down, which showed that this person's cultivation was extremely high.

But seeing this person with white hair and childlike face, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, holding a dust whisk in his hand, he is tall and tall, sitting on the Seven Stars Terrace, his beard and hair are fluttering in the wind, and the Taoist robe is full and round, he has a bit of fairy air.From the point of view of the aura, there is no trace of evil spirit, just like the image of a Taoist master.

"Li Zhongyuan, a poor Taoist, is the master of the Qingfeng Temple in Wufang Town. He has been good at inviting gods all his life. In the past few years, Jiangdong has withered, especially in Wufang Town. Altar, I would like to invite Marshal Zhao to sit in the town and bless me in Jiangdong." Li Zhongyuan raised his whisk, and his voice was like a bell, and it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

(End of this chapter)