People sit in the southern sky and watch the ages

Chapter 58 Moonlight Murder

The shadow of the moon floats through the clouds and is projected on the sparkling sea. The islands and mountains are undulating, like a dragon born, winding and shuttling among the forests.

Huang Yongming looked at the sky, and said to Li Changqing who had just stepped off the altar, "Master, I'm afraid there will be wind and rain tonight."

This Nanyang is humid, and the wind and rain come at any time, and the people here are used to it. Huang Yongming is just worried that the wind and rain will affect the casting of spells.

Li Changqing sensed the black clouds accumulated in the ground veins. Not only did the clouds not dissipate with the departure of Monk Kong Kong, but they became more and more intense. Obviously, the other party couldn't help but make a move.

He nodded and said, "There will indeed be wind and rain. Brother Huang will stay by my side in a while, don't move rashly."

Although he had the upper hand now, but in fact it was the monk Yao Kong who arranged it first. He couldn't distinguish the black cloud buried in the cemetery for a while, so he had to wait for the other party to make the first move.

Huang Yongming thought for a moment, and then his eyes flickered, "Do you suspect that Monk Gaokong might want to do something?"

After being reminded by Li Changqing yesterday, he has arranged for people to investigate the origin of the monk Kong Kong, but now only one day has passed, and no specific news has come back.

Li Changqing looked towards the foot of the mountain from the platform, and a cloud of black air rushed toward his face, "It's not possible, it's already here."

Hearing this, Huang Yongming was slightly startled, and looked at the bodyguard next to him. The bodyguard looked serious, took off the gun under his arm, handed it to Huang Yongming, and took out the spare gun from his waist, holding it in his hand.

Young Master Zhou leaned carefully beside Li Changqing, "Junior Brother, can you handle this? How about we retreat first?"

Now there are only four of them and one monkey in this cemetery, and there are only two guns, if the other party comes prepared...
Wukong, who was lying on Li Changqing's shoulder, sneered, this fat man was so stupid, if the teacher didn't do this, how could the monk dare to take it lightly.

The best hunters in the jungle often appear as prey.

Mr. Zhou was laughed at by Wukong, and he just wanted to reach out and grab Wukong to tease him.

Suddenly the moonlight in front of him swelled. Monk Liaokong was wearing a brown monk's robe, twirling a rosary in his hand, and stepped on the moon. He had a broad forehead and a round face, with low eyebrows and eyes, and he was chanting a grand Buddha's chant, like an Arhat Bodhisattva in a temple. generally.

"Everyone, God has the virtue of loving life. The poor monk does not want to do more evil, so you should retreat."

His melodious voice, like a grand bell, reverberated in the mountains and wilds, startling birds.

Seeing Monk Liao Kong descending like an arhat, Mr. Zhou lost [-]% of his courage, thinking about ways to get out, and said forcefully, "Why, you Buddhists want to fight with us at Longhushan Have you ever done it? I won’t bully you, we will all light a soul lamp in the courtyard of Longhushan, if there is any good or bad today, Master and the high-level practitioners in the sect will avenge us both!"

Li Changqing listened amusedly, why didn't he know about the Soul Lamp method, he patted Young Master Zhou on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Senior brother, you can't use high-level skills in the sect just to cover your eyes."

As soon as his words fell, Wukong couldn't help but make a move immediately, and uttered a short short sound, a yellow light flew out from the palm of his hand like a long rainbow, pointing directly at Monk Liaokong in front of him like an arhat descending.

The yellow light shot through 'Kong Kong' without hindrance, turning the figure back into an illusory moonlight, then turned around and landed beside Wukong. Everyone fixed their eyes and saw that it was a sword-shaped talisman.

Wukong is aggressive and intelligent by nature. During the time he followed Li Changqing, he learned all 36 talismans. As soon as he entered the Tao, he couldn't help but began to refine his own "sword talisman" to match the abundant aura on the Nantianmen. The dharma altar he used with Li Changqing really made him a success once.

Seeing that he broke the enemy with his first shot, Wukong laughed loudly.

Mr. Zhou was dumbfounded, "This monkey has also entered the Tao?"

It turns out that after practicing for so long, I can't even compare to a monkey.

Li Changqing didn't have time to explain, so he patted the crazy Wukong, "Hurry up and find out his real body."

Although Monk Liaokong's illusion has reached the point of confusing the real with the fake, but if he encounters Wukong with a legal purpose, he will seek his own death, unless he also has the ability to hide his own luck.

Wukong put one hand on his forehead and looked around. After a while, he found the direction of Monk Kong. He pointed out that he had come from the entrance of the cemetery without a sound.

Without the slightest hesitation, Huang Yongming and the bodyguards shot in the direction of Wukong's finger. Since today's matter cannot be resolved, it is natural to act first.

Wukong was still too anxious. Although his move shattered the illusion of Monk Kong, it also made the other party vigilant, and the distance between the two was tens of meters. With Monk Kong's physical fitness beyond ordinary people, he easily Dodge, hiding behind a rock.

He took out five paper figurines, which were cut into different shapes, such as a warrior holding a huge shield, a strong lone wolf, or a ferocious ghost.

Biting his finger, red blood dripped on the paper figurine, and was absorbed by it instantly.

"go with!"

Monk Liaokong threw out the talisman paper, and the paper figurines rose in the wind and turned into life-size.

Seeing the enemy appearing, Huang Yongming hastily shot, but although the bullet hit the paper figurine, it came out through the body, causing no damage at all.

"The technique of ghost borrowing body?"

With the help of Wukong's eyes, Li Changqing easily saw the paper man's footsteps. It turned out that the ghost raised by Monk Liao Kong was transformed into a paper man.

Although it is only a side-door method, it is ingenious.

After all, these ghosts who have not entered the Tao have a lot of restrictions even at night. Now they have borrowed the body of the paper figurine, not only are they not afraid of swords and guns, but they still retain the swiftness of the ghosts.

Sure enough, these paper figurines leaped ten meters, as if they were not affected by gravity, they easily charged towards Li Changqing and the others.

"Don't shoot, let me handle it next."

Li Changqing stopped Huang Yongming, who was about to continue shooting, and a jade-like sword symbol appeared in his hand. He said softly, "The Big Dipper came into the world, built an imperial chariot, accompanied by civil and military forces, cut life and beheaded death."

There is a wind blowing from the ends of a hair, and there is a sword carrying the brilliance of the Big Dipper.

Under the hazy moonlight, a beam of starlight shot out from Li Changqing's hand, rolling up the aura on the platform, forming a violent wave, this sword is like the wind.

The lone wolf made by the paper figurine was the fastest, and it also rushed towards Jian Guang immediately.

But it was only for an instant, the paper figurine and the soul of the beast attached to it were instantly split into two, and there was no time to react.

Although the lone wolf walks vigorously, how can it compare to the light of the Big Dipper?

The sword stopped for a little bit, and the warrior Yin Soul who followed was frightened, and quickly put the huge shield in front of him.

Although this shield is made, it has been sacrificed day and night. Apart from being afraid of thunder and fire, it is as strong as steel and should be able to block this little rune sword...
It's just that his thoughts only stayed at this moment.

The next moment, two illusory stars rose beside the talisman sword, one literary, one martial, one awe-inspiring, and one iron-blooded, filling his entire field of vision.

(End of this chapter)