Paper Maker: This is the end of the Ming Dynasty in Liaozhai

Chapter 56 Capture alive?It's that easy?

"Uncle, I'm not far from Wu Village. I heard from relatives in the village next door that there are immortal masters here in Jiuligou to teach, and I'm here to learn from you."

Su Hao said quickly.

"Come to see the immortal master, then I will take you there."

Hearing Su Hao's words, the middle-aged man had a smile on his face. After he finished speaking, he graciously walked forward and led the way. Su Hao didn't refuse the other party's kindness and followed closely behind.

Under the leadership of the middle-aged man, Su Hao began to circle around the village, and the middle-aged man was very enthusiastic. In order not to make Su Hao feel impatient, he would turn his head to talk to him from time to time, but his eyes always glanced at his face from time to time. feet or hands.

Seeing this situation, Su Hao knew that the middle-aged man was checking whether he had martial arts. If he was a martial arts practitioner, his inner strength could be hidden, but the habit left by long-term practice cannot be easily hidden. .

For example, the habitual movements that are light and elegant or swift like thunder left over from the practice of light kung fu, or the finger or arm movements left over from long-term practice of knife and sword techniques, these habitual movements are difficult to control, and occasionally subconsciously Use it.

However, to Su Hao, this kind of precaution is like flirting to a blind man. He has never practiced martial arts, and his physical fitness is similar to that of ordinary people. A middle-aged man is like preventing loneliness.

After going around two more alleys, Su Hao frowned and said, "Uncle, haven't we walked through this alley before?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I was so busy talking just now that I diverted the road."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man also knew that he couldn't drag on any longer, so he hurriedly said with an embarrassed smile: "It was the left turn at the previous intersection. We made a mistake. After turning left, we will be there a few steps later."

After speaking, he took the lead and walked back.

Soon, under the leadership of the middle-aged man, Su Hao came to a big house with two entrances. As Jiuligou is a small village, a large house with two entrances is considered the best house.

The middle-aged man said: "Brother, wait here for a while, I will go in and see if the immortal master has time to see you."

"Then trouble uncle."

Su Hao said with a smile.

Watching the middle-aged man walk into the house, Su Hao stretched his hand into his sleeve with a dignified expression and folded a small stack of paper figurines inside his hand. The number is not many, only thirty or forty.

However, although the number of these paper figurines is not as large as before, these paper figurines are made from the bark of the locust tree demons he bought with Lu Zhen before, and the paper figurines he conjures are more bloody than those he conjures with blood. Paper figurines are even stronger, almost comparable to those low-level martial artists who have practiced martial arts for ten years, much stronger than ordinary people.

In the house, a middle-aged man came to a young man wearing a white monk robe and long hair, and respectfully knelt down in the tunnel and said, "Master, there is a man from another village coming outside the door, who wants to worship the master seat." Down."

This person is He Tao, the third disciple of the leader of the White Lotus Sect, Xu Hongru!

"Who's here?"

He Tao opened his eyes and said calmly.

Hearing He Tao's words, the middle-aged man also knew what He Tao was asking, and quickly said: "Master, according to the little man's observation all the way, the other party's hands and feet are weak, his muscles and bones are not open, and there is no sign of practicing kung fu, and the other party has walked all the way. The breath is messy, it doesn't seem to be fake."

"Then let him in."

He Tao nodded. As a heretic warlock, the most taboo thing is being approached by martial arts practitioners.

"Young man, let's go."

The middle-aged man bowed respectfully again, and then slowly exited the room.

"Ah."

He Tao responded lightly. The reason why he accepted people from other villages as disciples was mainly to take advantage of the influence of these people in the village. As long as he worked together, the relatives of his disciples would naturally become followers of the White Lotus Sect. The villagers in every village are almost all relatives of the same clan, and they are connected by blood. As long as the time comes, he can use Jiuligou as the foundation, and those apprentices as the branches and leaves, to lead an army of thousands of people.

"Brother, the immortal master happens to be free to meet you, so come with me."

When he came to the door and saw Su Hao waiting at the door, the middle-aged man said with a smile.

"It's good to be inside!"

Su Hao also said with a smile.

The middle-aged man was also confused by Su Hao's sudden words, but the middle-aged man didn't have a chance to figure it out. He saw a white figure flash by, the middle-aged man's body and head were separated instantly, and a column of blood rose into the sky.

It was Forber who shot!
On the other side, Su Hao's natal paper figurine also turned into a white lightning and rushed into the house.

"not good!"

The moment the natal paper figurine rushed into the house, He Tao's expression changed suddenly in the lobby, and he quickly reached into his sleeve and took out a handful of yellow beans, but at this time, the natal paper figurine had already appeared outside the lobby.

Before he had time to recite the mantra, He Tao could only punch his chest hard, spray a mouthful of blood on the soybean, and then flicked his hand, the soybean fell to the ground and turned into dozens of soldiers, blocking the entrance of the lobby.

The next moment, I saw the natal paper figurine suddenly jumped up, stepped on the head of a bean soldier, and with a flick of the hand, thirty or forty small paper figurines flew out and landed on the ground to become the size of a normal person, just different from the previous paper figurines. , These paper figurines have a sense of heaviness on their bodies, not as light and fluffy as before.

Throwing paper into tactics!
Recognizing the heretical technique used by the other party, He Tao's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted: "Brother He Fang is here, my younger brother is He Tao, the third disciple of the leader of the White Lotus Sect. If I have offended you before, I am willing to Host a banquet to make amends, and please hold your hand high!"

He couldn't help being in a hurry, he knew very well that as heretic warlocks, whoever exposes his true identity first, life and death will be in the hands of others, unless the strength is really much stronger than the enemy!
Su Hao who was outside the house also heard He Tao's voice, but Su Hao did not stop, but continued to control the paper figurines to surround He Tao. He knew very well that He Tao, as Xu Hongru's third disciple, had learned heresy techniques Definitely more than him, now it is just because he was raided and fell into a disadvantage for a while, how could he admit it so easily, the more likely is to use this to confirm his position.

In the lobby, looking at the paper figurines surrounding them, He Tao could only take out a handful of beans from his sleeve, and then punched his chest again, spurting out a mouthful of blood, turning out hundreds of bean soldiers, and killing the paper figurines. people.

"Forbe, I'm sorry to trouble you!"

Seeing that He Tao conjuring dozens of bean soldiers again, Su Hao turned his head to look at Fu Bo beside him.

"Master, be careful!"

Hearing this, Uncle Fu nodded. He also knew that Su Hao wouldn't last long in this state of attacking with all his might.

In the lobby, more than 100 bean soldiers worked together to resist the siege of the natal paper figurines and more than [-] demon tree skin paper figurines. Although the bean soldiers were relatively weak, they were able to hold back because of their large numbers.

At this time, Uncle Fu rushed into the bean soldiers like a white chain.

puff!puff!puff!
With the knife in his hand, more than a dozen bean soldiers were beheaded on the spot, turning into beans and falling to the ground.

"Brother Dao raises your hand high!"

Seeing Uncle Fu who was only ten feet away from him, He Tao shouted hastily.

puff!
Hearing He Tao's words, Uncle Fu, who beheaded a bean soldier again, said in a deep voice, "Surrender or die!"

"I am willing to surrender! I am willing to surrender!"

He Tao shouted hastily.

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