chewing dragon

Chapter 77 Bad news

Jin Yuanwai glared at Qi Jingzhi unhappily, and was about to speak when he suddenly heard the Taoist priest under the tree say: "Jin Yuanwai, this little brother Qi is attending the meeting for the first time after all, it's better to wait for the time to come and let him Go to the dharma altar and listen to the fairy attendant explaining various rules and taboos, so don't overstep it!"

Hearing this, Jin Yuanwai was taken aback.

He glanced at the Taoist with a little dissatisfaction, then at the young man in front of him, weighed the two sides, and immediately slapped Qi Jingzhi: "What the Taoist said makes sense, especially this time. Is it a temporary addition, or is it the first time that a saint is in charge of Xiantai, there may be some changes in the rules, brother Yu will not mislead the younger generation here."

Qi Jingzhi's eyes flickered, but he just nodded slightly, and murmured in his mouth: "Listening to the voices of the two earlier, there should be a Dharma altar and an Immortal Ascension Platform in this ceremony. The fairy attendant explained in front of the altar, and the saintess Sitting on a high platform, wouldn't it mean that only the chosen ones can come on stage to meet the saint?"

"It's true in the previous Dharma conferences. What kind of person is the empress, how can she let ordinary people watch? This time, it must be the same as a saint."

Yuanwai Jin was still waiting to elaborate, when he suddenly heard a cough from the young black-clothed Taoist priest, and immediately stopped talking.

Qi Jingzhi turned his head to look at the dead tree in the south, with a bright smile: "Is Taoist a warlock or a martial artist?"

Hearing this, the Taoist priest under the tree turned his head and said with a sneer, "Why, don't you like me?"

Qi Jingzhi nodded without hesitation: "I think Master Dao is narrow-minded and has a strong temper. If he stays any longer, he will easily cause trouble. It's better to go home and avoid it!"

The young man spoke with sincerity, because he was really afraid that this Taoist priest would follow in the footsteps of Li Huang or Chen Er, and he could be called a model of faithful words and good deeds.

There was a fierce light in the eyes of the young black-clothed Taoist priest, he braced his back on the dead tree, and stood up straight suddenly: "That's right! I despise those old guys the most, they all want to fight for the first line of Taoism." Why are you trying to be hypocritical and pretentious, why are you so friendly! This time they didn't come, so let's not hold back!"

Jin Yuanwai was taken aback, stood up with great effort, waved his hands again and again to persuade him, "I still heard the warning from the Immortal Attendant just now, so don't make any more noise! ​​Now that the Fa Conference is not in session, if there is a disturbance In the event of death or injury, the Saintess will not look good!"

The young black-clothed Taoist priest had already been aroused, so he was not willing to listen to his persuasion at this time, and he no longer concealed his hostility: "Why did I hear the fairy servant mean that as long as there is not much movement, we can do whatever we want? Ordinary people Isn't there a rule among warriors, what is it called...Hold hands!"

Before the words fell, the Taoist figure shook his body, kicked his feet several times, and immediately jumped up, rushing towards Qi Jingzhi blatantly!

There was a ferocious smile on his face, he swung his right arm violently, and swung a long black sleeve in the air, with five fingers in the sleeve forming a fist, hitting the boy's shoulder directly!

The people have not yet arrived, and the strong wind has arrived first.

Qi Jingzhi raised his eyes and saw a black light flickering on the front of the opponent's fist. He didn't know when he was wearing a knuckle.

The young man's eyes were shining brightly, but instead of retreating, he advanced. A cold sharp blade suddenly emerged from his right sleeve, and the handle of the knife landed in the palm of his right hand just right.

On the way here, Qi Jingzhi had already changed the scabbard to his right arm, from the hilt facing outwards to the blade head facing outwards, because when he was in the silver cellar, he suddenly discovered that since Qi Huchan Zangfeng, he no longer had to personally Draw the knife.

The smile on the young black-clothed Taoist priest's face froze instantly, but his moves were already old, and he couldn't dodge them in time.

He watched helplessly as his right fist missed, and his arm was supported by the opponent's shoulder, and the sharp sharp knife that suddenly appeared, like a cold poisonous snake, came out of his armpit and stuck tightly to his neck.

Feeling the cold air coming from the blade, goosebumps appeared on the Taoist priest's neck, but he didn't dare to move.

In the blink of an eye, the fight between the two had just begun, and then ended.

Looking at the two guys who were almost embracing each other, the eyelids of the spectators jumped wildly, and they felt that these two guys in the field were the same, and they were both extremely sinister!

Qi Jingzhi raised his eyebrows, and there was a half-smile on his face, which was quite similar to the young hero from Huaide County.

He pulled his right elbow inward, letting the Taoist's arm slip off his shoulder.

Because of this not a big move, Qi Huchan drew a shallow line of blood on the opponent's neck.

The young black-clothed Taoist shuddered, and his breathing suddenly became a bit heavy, but he neither dared to scream for pain, nor dared to dodge.

Qi Jingzhi frowned, took two steps back, to avoid the opponent's breath, and then asked: "The place we are standing at now is still the border of Huaide County?"

Hearing this nonsensical question, the young black-clothed Taoist priest nodded despite not knowing why.

The smile on the corner of Qi Jingzhi's mouth became more and more obvious, and he reached into his arms with his left hand to feel around.

The Taoist couldn't help looking out of the corner of his eye, and saw a fluffy black bag in the young man's arms, its shape was rather weird.

The next moment, he saw the boy take out a waist card from the black leather pocket, and waved it in front of his eyes.

"It's better to be on the ground in Wade County! Listen, I'm the police officer under the command of the town of Wade County. Already! You are all accomplices, if you don’t want to die, you will be arrested immediately!”

The face of the Taoist priest who had been captured for a long time became more and more ugly, and a stern look appeared in his eyes. There was a pain in his neck, and a bright red blood flowed down immediately.

The young Taoist priest in black immediately became motionless, not even daring to look around.

Seeing this situation, the face of Jin Yuanwai at the side changed suddenly, and he quickly persuaded: "Master Dao, since ancient times, the people have not fought with the officials, you should wake up! These few of us are not disciples of the White Immortal Sect at all. As long as the ignorant people who have been deceived and coerced by the cult, as long as they obey orders honestly, this... poor man will not be in trouble."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the two guards behind him obviously looked a lot better, but the young black-clothed Taoist priest ignored him and just pretended to be farting.

Qi Jingzhi glanced at Yuanwai Jin, this fat guy just now looked like a running dog under the Baixian empress, and he didn't want to leave him completely in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, Old Wei suddenly sullenly walked up to him silently.

He took off the dark knuckle from the Taoist priest's right hand, weighed it in his hand, looked at it over and over again for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked: "Who is that old miscellaneous hair in Daishan Changqingguan? "

The pupils of the young black-clothed Taoist shrank, and then his face turned red and anger surged: "Old man, keep your mouth clean!"

With his excitement, another wound appeared on his neck.

Seeing this, Lao Wei had a smile on his face instead: "I've called him Old Miscellaneous Mao for 20 years, and he doesn't mind, why are you in a hurry?"

The Taoist was stunned immediately, and then seemed to remember something, his eyes turned around on the red silk of Old Wei's hair, and then glanced all the way down to his waist.

"Don't look, my old man is the one you think of in your heart! Tell me, although this knuckle is not very useful, but it is strong and hard to hurt with a sword. It is not an exaggeration to inherit the treasure, why..."

Before he finished speaking, Old Wei suddenly stopped talking.

The eye circles of the young black-clothed Taoist priest suddenly turned red: "Senior, my master has already returned to the west!"

Hearing the bad news of his old friend suddenly, Lao Wei slowly lowered his eyes, looked at the knuckle in his hand and said in a low voice, "The most precious thing about Lao Zangmao is this knuckle. Since I left it for you, I want you to be the next Changqing." Lord of Watching?"

Without waiting for the Taoist to answer, Old Wei continued on his own: "Old Miscellaneous Mao is able to achieve such a great reputation, not by referring to the tiger, but by the three-eyed stone puppet. It is a strange thing that can be used both offensively and defensively. Why didn't you take it with you? If you did, it wouldn't be so unbearable!"

(End of this chapter)