Abyss Express

"I killed the adoptive father of my six sons. If he wakes up after entering the city, he will definitely come to us and demand an explanation." Jiang Xueming said to Wu Xiuwen: "You can handle this matter."

"Ah?!" Wu Xiuwen looked innocent: "Me again?"

Xueming was too lazy to meddle in this nosy matter, so he took the certificate from the doctor's bag and went through the process. By the way, a desert eagle was handed over to Jian Xiong.

"Do you know how to use it?"

Jianxiong nodded, feeling apprehensive——

——In the wild forest, he had seen the master's magical skill of "flying sword from hand".

It's just that he still doesn't understand why this little iron rod with a crooked handle can be used as such a powerful hidden weapon.

"Master, I only thought you were a general at first, but I didn't expect that your skill in creating things and refining weapons was so great." Jianxiong took the gun and played some tricks in his hands, spinning the empty gun around and around without bullets. , "This mechanism box is very clever. Can you teach me how to do it?"

Xueming said bluntly: "It can't be taught."

Zhao Jianxiong immediately became unhappy: "Is it because I'm not qualified to learn?"

Xueming put it another way: "One day, you will also have an external incarnation that is as bright-minded and capable of exquisite craftsmanship as you. Only then can you learn this technology of forging iron and steel - but if Chabon has Big machines, the mother of industry, good machinery for cutting and drilling holes in iron blocks, can also be built.”

Jianxiong half-understood what he said, so he took two handfuls of bullets from his master and packed them into the box.

"Oh. Master, if you pass this flying sword to me, do you have anything to say? If I'm competing with gangsters and people ask about my master and magic weapon, how should I answer?"

Jiang Xueming: "When this guy talks nonsense, shoot him in the chest, then shoot him in the head, wait for him to fall to the ground, and then shoot him again - this is the best answer."

Zhao Jianxiong: "Understood."

Jiang Xueming patted the student on the shoulder and emphasized: "Don't point a gun at your friends. Not under any circumstances, especially me."

Zhao Jianxiong hurriedly replied: "Definitely not!"

"You haven't done it, of course you said you wouldn't. I'm just warning you." Jiang Xueming continued: "If you point a gun at Wu Xiuwen, he might be injured and die. If you point a gun at me, you might die - this Things kill people so fast, just in a split second. I won't show mercy."

"Yes." Zhao Jianxiong was timid when he heard this and had no doubts about his master's words. Every time Master said this, especially when he explained these things seriously, he was filled with murderous intent.

"When we pass the border, Xiuwen, please explain the cause of this old man's death. Jianxiong, protect your senior brother. He is too light and weak to be injured. If he is beheaded by the border guards, I will not be able to receive it for a while." If we can't get the news back in time, he will be hopeless." Jiang Xueming pulled the two students together: "I will go to the North Gate to look for Zhao Jianying - if he has a way to cross the Bodhisattva Valley, he must have taken a long way to the North Gate."

Wu Xiuwen rolled his eyes: "Okay."

Zhao Jianxiong asked again: "Master, if you don't have time to take action, you have to show your magic weapon again."

"Hey! Hey hey hey! Idiot!" Wu Xiuwen cursed: "Let's go! If you really don't understand, just follow the rhetoric that master used to fool us before - the gold element is the weapon spirit, and the wood element is the backing. The element of fire is used as a medicine guide, and the lead pills and mercury slurry are used as a life-killing magic weapon. This thing has the charm of Browning's immortal restoration institution, and is called Jericho's Little Eagle."

"They are all foreign names, how can I remember them?" Jianxiong muttered, holding the luggage with one hand, lifting the stretcher with the other, and ran forward with his senior brother as if they were flying together.

Like a single mother, Jiang Xueming watched the students run out and kept giving instructions.

"Be careful with your gun! Be careful! Don't just take it out and play with it for nothing!"

When the two brothers arrived at the south gate checkpoint, a commander (squad leader) from the border army stopped Wu Xiuwen and looked at the person on the stretcher with a suspicious look on his face.

Liu Zi was a soldier in the government. He usually worked in the governor's office, the county government and the school grounds. He rarely met with the city guards. They only communicated with each other when they changed into the civilian clothes of the bandit soldiers and went out to hunt game (robbery) in the city.

Although he didn't recognize Liu Zi's appearance, he always felt familiar. After all, such a tall figure was rare in Taiye. Seeing that the two stretcher-bearers were coming from the direction of Zhuzhou - the weather in Zhuzhou was smooth, most of the traffic was caravans, and there were no plague refugees, so I naturally felt suspicious.

"stop."

Wu Xiuwen handed over the customs clearance document, and when he heard the boss yelling, he knew in his heart that he could not get through the customs. He immediately ran out of the team and took the initiative to explain.

"Master Jun, why are you calling my senior brother to stop?"

The boss brought the customs clearance document and saw clearly the identities of the two people. Only then did he realize that Wu Xiuwen was the godson of Zhuzhou Zhizhou, and he immediately became polite.

"It turns out it's Mr. Wu. Nothing's wrong. It's just that you two are bringing someone with you. What's going on?"

Wu Xiuwen thought about it and moved forward to see several officers and soldiers at the checkpoint searching the luggage one by one, even breaking the grain bags transporting rice, so he took out a cloth bag from the luggage.

He called the boss to a dark place and opened the cloth bag——

——The head of the old man was exposed, and he looked like he was angry and evil.

I recognized the president at a glance!

Isn't this Wu Lao'er, the commander-in-chief of the prefect's mansion?

"This! This, this, this! This!"

When the summer hunting season came, Wu Laoer liked to go to Zhuzhou. When he met lone travelers on the road, he would always extort some money. Every time he went out, he would ride with more than a dozen people, which made him envious. I thought that the knightly scenery of the prefect's mansion.

The cavalry team that went on patrol at noon today rushed back without giving any reason, so they didn't pay any attention to it.

Unexpectedly, Wu Laoer died? !

"Dead?! Dead?!"

The death of a soldier is nothing, but Wu Laoer cannot die.

His eldest brother was a guest of the prefect's house. At first, the countries in the Tonghe River Basin of the Central Plains were beaten until their brains popped out, and the world was in chaos. After a general escaped from Daliang, General Weiyuan of Daliang defected to the prefect. The prefect was training troops at home, leaving his two sons behind.

"What? Do you know this bandit?" Wu Xiu Wenming knew the truth and pretended to be crazy.

The president's voice was trembling when he spoke: "Master Wu, he is the son of a guest of the prefect's residence, and he also received the badge of the governor's soldiers. How did you kill him?"

On one side are the local bullies in Zhuzhou City, and on the other side are the relatives of the generals in the prefect's mansion.

The squad leader couldn't afford to offend anyone and didn't know what to say.

"Isn't he a bandit?" Wu Xiuwen asked repeatedly: "When I came out of Bodhisattva Valley, he was riding on a horse and slashing with a sword! He didn't even ask a question!"

The squad leader thought to himself that if Wu Laoer had killed Wu Xiuwen with one knife, he wouldn't have been in so much trouble. So he couldn't help but said without thinking: "Then he didn't hack you to death?"

Wu Xiuwen: "Huh?"

"Oh no!" The manager immediately changed his words: "Then he didn't show his weapon card?"

Zhao Jianxiong: "Where are the military cards? If he wants to chop my senior brother, I will give him a knife in return and pick off his head to get the credit. What nonsense are you talking about? Since he wants to be a bandit, grandpa will let him be a bandit for the rest of his life!"

Wu Xiuwen held his forehead and smiled softly, feeling that this junior brother's tail was about to reach the sky - follow the master's example, and the master would say whatever Jian Xiong said.

"How dare I ask for the name of this hero?" Mr. Ba still wanted to say a few words of courtesy.

Wu Xiuwen: "He is my junior brother. His name is written on the customs clearance document."

Mr. Jiang was already sweating profusely. These two evil stars definitely couldn't be sent into the city so easily.

He was the one who sent the cavalry out, and they died in Bodhisattva Valley. When they came back, they didn't see any other soldiers saying anything -

——If we were to investigate, these high-ranking rich kids would definitely put the blame on the city defense team.

"Somebody come!"

All of a sudden, more than a dozen tough-looking men poured into the checkpoint.

The manager had only recognized Liuzi at this moment, and he didn't know what kind of medicine these two evil customers were selling, so he started talking about the situation.

"Two heroes, since you have suppressed the bandits, I will take you to the prefect's mansion to talk to Mr. Ying Qian and acknowledge your merits!"

This was said in a very high level. He not only recognized Brother Wu Xiuwen for killing the thief, but also wanted to escort the two of them to the Prefect's Mansion to confess their crimes.

When Zhao Jianxiong heard this, he immediately became happy——

"——In addition to the credit of Heifeng Ridge! Is there such a good thing?"

But before Wu Xiuwen could scold him, Jianxiong's mind immediately woke up.

He was just as happy when he saw the beautiful woman last time, and he was just as happy when he arrived at Wu Chengzhang's mansion.

Sitting under the stage in Mujiazhuang, watching the weird and wonderful people dancing and singing, I was even more happy to death.

Every time he became happy, he was close to death.

This time Jianxiong had a better memory and whispered to his senior brother.

"This bastard won't plot against us, will he?"

Wu Xiuwen suddenly smiled with relief and responded in a low voice: "Master is right, sometimes I even feel that I am not in the same world as you - this time it seems that we have finally been reincarnated together and come to this chaotic world together."

Zhao Jianxiong: "Senior brother, should you go or not?"

"If you don't go, you will be a fugitive. Master is isolated and helpless in the city. If you go, you will still have a chance. It is written in "Knight Combat Skills" - to turn adversity into prosperity." Wu Xiuwen was very calm. Since the master asked him to do this, he still had a chance. After giving him so many cards, he must get things done.

He responded casually: "Can you please lead the way?"

On the other side, Jiang Xueming entered the city smoothly and immediately saw the signboard of the gate tower of Yin Yang Qiankun Temple.

He glanced inside, and it didn't matter. When he saw Fragrant Dream, he was about to turn into a white crane boy. He kept adding drama to his eyes - his pupils turned into two thin lines. He couldn't control it at all, and he felt This ghost place is so evil.

"House Gift Crab" Xueming saw two groups of people going in. She was originally an embroidery girl from the prefect's house. She changed into a Taoist robe, but she still couldn't hide her good figure. She went in to pray for incense and worship the gods - even the outline of her buttocks. All can be seen.

I also saw the Taoist boy leading the embroidery girls to the inner courtyard, handed out signs, burned the palace guard sand on their arms with incense, and asked them to wait outside the door. The leader Kunwu did not come back, so the consecration ceremony would be later.

Xueming thought to himself, where is this temple of gods? This is a fucking devil's cave built in the city!

But he had no intention of taking action at that time. There were hundreds of pilgrims walking around the archway square.

He carried a gun and went in to fight. Let's not talk about accidental injuries. When the city defense and border troops arrived, he would become the target of public criticism - he would be regarded as a murderer. After all, the Taoist priests in this temple had not yet taken off their clothes. Become a monster.

With this in mind, Xueming went to the neighborhood to ask around and immediately found a store selling glue. I also found out about Zhao Jianying.

The glue cake boss told me that a couple came to the Xiangxiang shop. They were renovating their new house in recent days and bought a lot of goods from him. They used glue cakes and sticky rice to decorate the roof canopy and mud tiles.

Xueming followed this clue and pursued it. He passed through Tianhua Gate and found Si Yao Hutong. Walking more than four hundred meters further, he found a gathering place of ordinary families. The archway at the door read "Xiangxiang Shop".

After saying hello to the neighbors, Xueming found people very quickly. After asking at each store, I walked directly past the medical center and found the inn.

He thought to himself that Zhao Jianying had been ill recently, and he must have been unable to avoid the Yin Yang Qiankun Temple - and suffered inexplicably.

As for why he was targeted, it was either because his essence was too alluring, or because Guan Xiangxiang was.

But what Xueming didn't expect was that Great Immortal Kunwu wanted them all.

"Beauty." In the room on the third floor of the inn, Kunwu said shamelessly and with a solemn air: "I can save this consumptive ghost."

Xiangxiang looked awkward and restless, looking at her husband who was unconscious in pain on the bed in the room, and didn't know what to say.

She was anxious, mentally tortured but unable to fight back——

——She thought that it was such a terrifying thing to keep the grudge between this couple.

In the past, people who went out to engage in skin trading were just desperate, and there was no need to worry about being slashed by the moral sword.

Now that she was asked to compromise and flatter again, she felt like her heart was being cut, and she felt sorry for Jianying.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this lecherous Taoist priest is trying to be mysterious, without even thinking about it - he just wants to dominate Xiangxiang's body.

"It's just that." Kunwu reasoned: "We come out to treat illnesses and save people. We are cultivators. Every time we use our power, we will consume our true energy. It's very difficult to do it."

Xiangxiang also wanted to talk about money: "Taoist Priest, I still have some money here."

She brought the banknotes to the table. There were not many banknotes left, only about two hundred, two bills and some loose silver dollars.

"Ha" Kunwu hugged each other and saw the ticket number clearly, knowing that Zhao Jianying had been fooled.

After taking away the money, he felt guilty and felt that he was indebted, so that his soul power could take effect.

Now Zhao Jianying's true essence was captured by Yasha sister and sent to Han Gongzi and his mother through Zi Luosha. The two exchanged their lives and turned things around. The age-related diseases caused by overwork and seven injuries naturally came to Zhao Jianying.

To cure Zhao Jianying, for Kun Wu, it was just a matter of summoning two more imps, one red and one blue, and finding a scapegoat to work for him.

"Beauty, I'm afraid you're not joking." Kunwu sneered: "Two hundred yuan? In the morning I drank a sip of ginseng tea and brushed my teeth, and the mouthwash I spat out was more than that amount - do you think the immortal is a bargain? You have been eating it since you were a child. Can gods be raised by eating pig food in Gushui?"

"Then" a smile appeared on Xiangxiang's face, and she was finally convinced of what Taoist Master Kunwu wanted, but she didn't want to accept her fate: "Then what does Taoist Master want?"

"I have a magical skill here." Kunwu immediately became energetic: "The principles of Yin, Yang, Qiankun in the world are nothing but fusion, intersection, and mutual complementation - do you have the root of wisdom? Do you understand?"

Xiangxiang: "I don't understand."

Kunwu slapped the table and sighed: "Hey! That's it. That's it."

He tried hard to describe it, not wanting to break up like this——

——After all, he is no longer a charlatan and a hooligan.

He is the CEO and executive director of a listed group.

"It's the method of dual cultivation. Have you heard of it? Do you understand it?"

This dedicated pioneer of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult is very clear about his position.

"You can improve my skills by sleeping with me."

Xiangxiang was not surprised at all, she just replied blankly: "Ah"

Kunwu sighed: "Hey! That's it. How can I describe it? People, once they reach that state, they will immediately become enlightened. The whole world will become quiet, and this thing will also be good for you."

Xiangxiang: "Ah?"

"You don't know, girl, you really don't know." Kunwu Zheng'er Bajing said seriously: "How many female disciples are lined up outside my door. They communicate with me about this world and this Taoism. They talk about themselves every time. I have gained a lot of experience and have achieved a breakthrough in my realm. I think you and your wife will take this opportunity to form a relationship with me. This is the greatest good deed."

Xiangxiang: "Ah?"

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"Ah what?" Kunwu raised his thumb: "They still want to thank me! You should thank me too!"

Xiangxiang: "Thank you?"

Kunwu pointed to the decoration of the guest room: "Let's put it this way, it's in this house."

He came to the table and patted the snack shelf.

"This little shelf is made of golden nanmu. It nourishes Qi."

He ran to the dressing mirror and said loudly.

"This, this purple sandalwood, I use to set up the dragon gate array to ward off evil spirits."

Then he ran to the bed -

"——This bed was originally going to be sent to Daliang, to the king of Daliang, but the people were gone and the country was destroyed. There is no chance."

"Your husband is lying on King Liang's bed now. Have you ever thought about it, have you figured out your position? Do you have an idea?"

Kunwu held his hands in vain, full of energy.

"You should be grateful and a little grateful to me, right?"

Xiangxiang: "It seems like this"

"Then let me tell you, there are so many good things for the two of us in this house." Kunwu frowned and blinked, and continued to hypnotize Xiangxiang: "Just in front of your husband, do a double cultivation. Let him also enjoy it. Immortal Qi, won’t this disease be cured immediately?”

Xiangxiang only heard the last sentence——

——Jianying’s illness can be cured.

She thought to herself that this didn't seem to be anything embarrassing.

After being a bitch for half of her life, she finally found a down-to-earth husband. Are she just going to watch Jianying die like this?

She raised her hand to untie the scarf on her shoulders, but she couldn't untie it. Then she remembered that Jianying had tied the knot with her own hands before going out - as if she was afraid that her wife would be insulted outside.

Kunwu, on the other hand, looked anxious and thought that this "virtuous woman" was hesitant, so he immediately came to the door and continued to show off his financial resources.

"Look at my old mahogany window grille door made by Aizong six years ago."

"I"

The door opened, and Jiang Xueming walked in with a tea tray.

"Go on, if you're thirsty, take a sip."

Like a servant, very scary.