Six Gods

Chapter 20 Frost in Dog Days?
Leaning under the old tree, the cool night breeze gradually blows away the heat of the day.

Under the comfortable temperature, an inexplicable and strange breath emerged, causing Xiang Yuan's eyelids to fight up and down unconsciously, and his breath became heavy and he fell asleep.

On the empty streets, the silent silence made this bustling city during the day a bit more gloomy and gloomy.

Da da, da da!
Suddenly, the sound of a bamboo stick falling to the ground resounded in the deserted street.

Extremely quiet, sudden noise!
The pupils of several wild cats who were sleeping on the ridge stood up, arched their bodies, and their hair exploded, as if they had seen something terrible.

At the end of South Street, three long shadows were suddenly elongated. The clothes made of red and green strips looked ragged. Under the round bamboo hat, the face covered by the shadows revealed a dark white mist.

Three tall and thin figures appeared suddenly and strangely, swaying forward step by step.

Every time their footsteps fell, there would be that rattling sound of bamboo sticks landing, as if the legs they used to walk were two bamboo sticks.

Taking slow steps, the tall and thin figure walked to the intersection of South Street and West Street.

Xiang Yuan, who was sitting under the old tree, naturally entered the eyes of the figure.

Swish!
The distorted shadow came to Xiang Yuan in just one step.

Three slender figures quietly surrounded the dozing Wufu.

The cold air blew, and a layer of hoarfrost began to form on the old tree.

Uh...

Little by little they approached Xiang Yuan's face, and the faces of the three slender figures under the hats seemed to be stretching out.

"Ah!"

Perhaps it was because the sudden cold made Xiang Yuan feel a little uncomfortable, just when the figure was about to touch him.

Xiang Yuan's sneeze immediately made the three eerie slender shadows disappear without a trace.

Why is it suddenly so cold?
Xiang Yuan woke up, looked at the goosebumps on his arms, and looked around suspiciously.

And just when his eyes touched the old tree beside him.

The originally casual eyes suddenly changed!
"This is……"

Putting his face close to the old tree, looking at the layer of hoarfrost on the bark that had not completely melted away, Xiang Yuan turned his head and scanned around.

Dog days frost?
The moment he saw the hoarfrost on the old tree, he felt chills on the back of Xiangyuan.

Could it be that when he was sleeping, something weird and cold approached him, causing hoarfrost to form on the upper bark?

Does Zhu Yang have those dirty things now?
With a heavy expression, Xiang Yuan still remembers everything he encountered in Linquan City.

If even Zhu Yang was going to fall into that horrible environment at this moment, it was really necessary for him to go back to Guangling.

The time for patrolling soon came to an end. According to the previous schedule, the four groups of patrolling disciples all returned to the central street.

"What's the matter, why is your complexion not so good?" After returning, seeing that Xiang Yuan's complexion was not so good, Wang Bai approached and asked.

"Nothing, what happened tonight?"

Shaking his head, Xiang Yuan didn't want to tell Wang Bai about the strange situation in Zhuyang City.

First, it is hard to believe this kind of thing without seeing it with your own eyes.

Secondly, he has no conclusive evidence for this matter. Could it be based on the hoarfrost on the tree that has almost melted?

"No, the task was easier than we thought.

It's just that the cat's meowing is so annoying. It's strange to say, how can there be an old cat called Chun in these dog days. "

Frowning and looking at the beams on both sides, Wang Bai said something strange.

mew?Is it because the cat saw those things...

When I was a child, I always heard people say that cats can see some evil things. In such a sweltering dog day, the old cat’s meow may not be as simple as spring.

He had an idea in his heart, but Xiang Yuan didn't say anything.

Greeting the disciples of Guanyimen, go back to the barracks to rest first, this matter can only be discussed in the long term.

During the subsequent patrols, Xiang Yuan raised his vigilance, not only wandering back and forth among several patrol teams.

At the same time, he was secretly observing Zhuyang under the darkness of night.

But what puzzled Xiang Yuan was that since that unexpected encounter, the weirdness in Zhuyang City had completely disappeared, and he hadn't noticed any clues for more than a month.

At noon that day, Wang Bo returned to the barracks with two jars of rice wine and a pack of fried peanuts.

"Hey, Lao Song from the kitchen gave me two jars of rice wine, two glasses?"

Grinning his mouth wide, Wang Bo carried the wine jar and walked to Xiang Yuan's side, regardless of whether his junior agreed or not, he took out two fist-sized wine glasses from his arms.

"Send? I'm afraid you're fooling Lao Song again, you want to teach him how to practice martial arts." He glanced sideways at Wang Bai, and Xiang Yuan was not polite, grabbed Wang Bai's full glass of rice wine, and poured it down.

The rice wine was sour, and after drinking a cup, the corner of Xiang Yuan's mouth twitched, and he stuffed a small handful of peanuts to suppress the sour taste.

"Nonsense! When did I fool Lao Song? I'm teaching serious boxing."

Taking a sip of rice wine, Wang Bai frowned. He likes to drink a little wine on weekdays.

But after arriving at the barracks, he couldn't go out at will, so he could only secretly get some rice wine for cooking from the kitchen.

Knocking on the peanuts, Xiang Yuan grabbed the wine jar and refilled half a glass of rice wine: "Come on, according to your teaching method, you won't be able to fight people in three to five years.

The old Song people are honest, you should not fool him.

We won't stay here for long, you can teach him two moves to catch, that thing focuses on technique and not practice, and he can fight against people after learning it. "

"Grapping? That's fine. Practice makes perfect. Old Song has long hands and broad shoulders. If you teach him a few grappling moves, it's enough to deal with ordinary people." Nodding his head, Wang Bo swallowed the rice wine in the glass with his neck up.

"Brother Xiang, Brother Wang, something happened!"

With a bang, the door of the barracks was knocked open by a disciple of the first school.

The disciple who rushed in suddenly startled Wang Bai, and almost spewed out the rice wine he had just swallowed.

"What's the matter, you're in a panic." Looking at the sweaty disciple, Xiang Yuan pressed Wang Bai who was about to get angry, and then asked.

Shrinking his neck and looking at Wang Bai, whose face was flushed, the sweaty disciple took a few breaths and hurriedly said, "Xiao Wu...Xiao Wu was beaten!"

"What?! Who did it?"

With a snap, he crushed the wine glass in his hand into pieces, and Wang Bai stared with big eyes like copper bells.

Xiao Wu and Wang Bai are called by the same master, but they started relatively late, so their martial arts skills are not high.

But this kid is quick-minded and serious in his work, and he is liked by many seniors, including Wang Bai.

"A woman."

"Woman?" Hearing that Xiao Wu was beaten by a woman, the anger on Wang Bai's face disappeared a bit.

Although Xiao Wu started late, he is not an idiot. Although his martial arts is not as good as Xiang Yuan Wang Bai, ordinary men will definitely not be his opponents.

But now he was beaten by a woman.

Obviously, this woman must also be a Lianjiazi.

"Why would someone beat him for no reason? Was it because Xiao Wu did something that he was taught a lesson." He moved his eyes and asked Xiang Yuan.

"Um... It seems that Xiao Wu said that the woman has a thin waist and a big butt, so... she is very fertile.

Then I was heard by that woman, so..."

"You deserve it! You're cheap!" Since it was his side who picked the matter first, the anger on Wang Bai's face completely disappeared.

"However, they are brothers from the same sect, let's go and have a look." Jumping off the bed and putting on their shoes, Xiang Yuan and Wang Bai, led by the disciples who reported the letter, came to an open space more than 200 meters east of the gate of the barracks.

"Senior Brother Xiang and Senior Brother Wang are here!"

Seeing Xiang Yuan and Wang Bai coming, the disciples of the Guanyi sect who had already surrounded here quickly greeted them.

In the circle of the crowd, Xiao Wu, with two red palm marks on his face, lay unconscious on the ground, while on the opposite side, there were two men and women in white robes with gray-blue ribbons around their waists.

"Is he the one who beat Xiao Wu?" Wang Bai asked a disciple beside him, looking at the petite woman with a displeased face.

"Well, it's her. We came back from the shower just now, and when we walked to the gate of the camp, we happened to meet this pair of men and women coming in.

Then Xiao Wu muttered something, but she didn't expect this woman's hearing to be excellent, so she heard it.

Before we recovered, there were two slaps, and Xiao Wu fell down. "

Recalling the ghostly speed of the woman in white just now, He Changqing still has lingering fears.

"I fell down after two slaps. Are your hands so strong?" Since it was his own fault, Wang Bai didn't act pretentiously, and got up directly and walked in front of the couple.

"I'm sorry to both of you, my brother has a cheap mouth and belittled this girl. I'm here to apologize for him."

Seeing that Wang Bai was so polite and sincerely apologized, the displeasure on the face of the woman who hit her also dissipated a bit.

The man on the side also waved his hand and said: "Forget it, let your brother pay attention in the future.

Don't bother with him this time. "

After finishing speaking, the pair of men and women walked towards the camp of the Chinese army.

Looking at the two people leaving, Xiang Yuan looked thoughtfully.

"Bring him back to me. If he doesn't learn well at a young age, he deserves to be slapped." After apologizing to the woman for Xiao Wu, Wang Bai turned around and said in a deep voice to a disciple of the same school. Said: "I have always been serious martial arts practitioners in my school, not those messy gangsters.

If someone does this again next time, I'll slap him in the face myself! "

Waving his big palm-like hand, Wang Bo pointed at Xiao Wu who fell unconscious on the ground, completely treating him as a bad example!

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　Heroes, ask for a collection recommendation!
　　


(End of this chapter)