Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 767 The four remnants gathered together
Ding Ermiao snorted and said, "When we come out and meet you, we'll know if you are Bao Yanluo!"

"How dare you doubt my identity!"

Following the voice, a tall black fat man with a slender belly, wearing a long-winged black gauze hat, a purple python robe, and black official boots with white edges, walked out slowly with square steps.

The dragon walks like a tiger, has a stern demeanor, and is powerful without being angry.

"Are you Bao Yanluo, the Fifth Hell Emperor?" Ding Ermiao kept turning the iron gall in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the fat man in front of him.

It was determined that this thing was a monster transformation, so Ding Ermiao was naturally not afraid of him.

The fat black man stood three feet in front of Ding Ermiao and said proudly: "Of course, it's me!"

Before Bao Longtu, he had served as the governor of Kaifeng, so he always called himself his own governor.The fat black man in front of him turned out to be the same.

Ding Ermiao smiled, moved his feet slightly, adjusted his standing posture, and asked: "100 years ago, nineteen opera singers from the Dijia troupe in Fengmen Village were burned to death by Chai Yugui and his son. Is this also your case?"

The fat black man nodded slowly and said: "It is indeed the verdict of this government. But in the previous life, Di Jiaban and others were people who gathered in the mountains and forests, greedy for money and killed indiscriminately, so they gathered together again in this life and were sentenced to be buried in the sea of ​​fire to repay their previous life. The retribution of karma.”

"Really?" Ding Ermiao continued to sneer and said: "Then what is the crime of Cao Simin, the wife of the Gao family? Why does she have to suffer the pain of being detained for a hundred years after her tragic death?"

"The lady of the Gao family was originally a brothel in her previous life, but she later redeemed herself as a good woman, but she did not abide by women's morals, disregarded human relations, and had an affair with her father-in-law and brother-in-law, causing her husband's family, father and son brothers, to fall into the Lujuan Rebellion. So in this life, I will die humiliated by the Chai family and his son." Fatty Hei said calmly.

Ding Ermiao nodded, and said: "See what you said is right. Let me ask you again, it's not like you don't know about Shi Weng Zhong becoming a master, but why did you let him go and let him run rampant in the countryside and kill boys?! Could it be... ..., this Shi Wengzhong, is your father? Haha..."

"Insolent!" Fatty Hei shouted loudly, with such force that it made Ding Ermiao's eardrums buzz.

"Bold Ding Ermiao has repeatedly defied this government. Do you think I can't cure you?"

The fat man on the black man's face was so angry that the fat on his face was trembling, and he turned around and shouted: "Zhang Long Zhao Hu, where is the dynasty's Mahan? Capture this bold Maoshan disciple for me!"

"Order!"

Everyone in the temple agreed, and then four big men jumped out, all dressed as officials from the Song Dynasty, carrying butt-protecting knives crookedly on their shoulders, and separated on both sides, surrounding Ding Ermiao and Ji Xiaoxiao.

But these four guys were obviously afraid of Ding Ermiao and kept changing their formations, encircling him but not attacking.

"Hey, the dynasty's mahan Zhang Long and Zhao Hu have come out? Then where is Master Zhan Zhaozhan?" Ding Ermiao squinted at the four officials on the four corners and sneered:

"The four remnants gather in a guest formation? I really didn't expect that Bao Yanluo also knew this evil formation and trained such a good slave!"

"Don't talk nonsense. This house has never heard of the four remnants gathering together for a visit!" The fat black man was still pretending and said angrily.

Ding Ermiao's right hand kept turning, and with his left hand he pulled out Ten Thousand Swordsman. He turned slowly, pointed at the four officials, and said: "If I'm not mistaken, there are not four people here, but three people."

Ji Xiaoxiao saw that Ding Ermiao was very calm and not afraid, and asked, "How could there be three?"

"These four guys have a total of three heads, six hands and six legs!" Ding Ermiao followed the formation of the four officials, changing his steps to protect Ji Xiaoxiao, and said: "They were originally the other three Shi Wengzhong, after being broken into pieces, was divided into four pieces and pieced together."

"I see. No wonder they look at the way they walk. Don't be awkward." Ji Xiaoxiao snorted.

"Stop talking nonsense, take your life!"

Suddenly, the fat black man waved his hands, and the four official officers attacked at the same time and rushed towards Ding Ermiao!
"put!"

Ding Ermiao also roared angrily, and knocked the two iron galls together in his hands!
whoosh...

A ray of cold sword energy flew out from Ding Ermiao's hand, like a rainbow penetrating the sun.

The four officials were shocked by such momentum, and they were all stunned and paused involuntarily.

Kachacha-!
The cold sword energy was like lightning in the dark night, cutting through the waists of the four officials.

In the dazzling light, the four official servants collapsed at the same time and turned into a pile of gray rubble!

"No!" The fat black man pretending to be a bag of black charcoal shouted, and his figure flashed into the ancient temple.

But the sword energy released by Ding Ermiao did not stop after smashing the four official servants, and followed Fatty Hei into the ancient temple!

"Ah..." Screams came from the temple, and only one voice could be heard shouting: "Master, spare my life...!"

Before I could finish the sentence, I saw a flash of light, and heard a clicking sound. Dust was everywhere in the ancient temple, and the dust rushed out from the temple door...

Ding Ermiao held Tie Dan in his hands and took Ji Xiaoxiao back a few steps with a sneer on his face.

Needless to say, Shi Wengzhong was killed by the iron gall sword.

After a long time, the dust settled.Ding Ermiao put away her courage and walked in slowly with Ji Xiaoxiao.

On the main hall of the ancient temple, a stone statue of Weng Zhong, one zhang high, has been covered from the sky to the feet, and was split into two halves by the sword energy, one into two, impartial.

Even the bluestone base under Shi Wengzhong's feet was also split open.

"What a terrifying sword energy!" Ji Xiaoxiao was excited but also a little frightened.

"This is indeed a Taoist magic weapon with infinite power." Ding Ermiao nodded and squatted down to look at the stone Wengzhong.

I saw that the stone statue that had been split in half was in the shape of a military attache. It was the same stone statue that had attacked Ji Xiaoxiao before.

Looking at the incision made by the sword energy on the stone figure, a piece of Yin Hong's blood oozes from the heart.Ding Ermiao wiped it with his finger, and found that the blood was hot as coal and had a fishy smell.

"Sure enough, the stone turned into essence. There are already blood and tendons in his body. Fortunately...with these iron galls, otherwise my copper coin sword may not be able to deal with him." Ding Ermiao looked around and felt. .

Ji Xiaoxiao also looked around and said, "Er Miao, what should I do with this ancient temple?"

"Let's do this for now... There is no god in the temple. This ancient temple will collapse soon." Ding Ermiao thought for a while and said:
"It's getting dark, let's go back first, release the soul of Cao Simin, the wife of the Gao family, and then ask about the murder a hundred years ago, and send a group of ghosts to the underworld for trial."

Ji Xiaoxiao nodded and said: "Okay, now that we have solved these messy things, we will have a peaceful Spring Festival in Fengmen Village, and then we will go look for corpse-killing whips after the new year. ... By the way, Ermiao, you said you have the second one in Maoshan Compared with the pair of iron galls you have in your hands, which one is more powerful?"

Ding Ermiao pulled Ji Xiaoxiao towards the way he came from, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen the corpse whip yet, so I don't know who is more powerful."

The two chatted and walked slowly down the mountain. When they reached the bottom of the valley, it was already dark.

Suddenly there was a slight sound of wind behind him, and a voice called out: "Master, please stay."

"Who?" Ding Ermiao turned around suddenly, only to find two black figures, one fat and one thin, already standing behind him.

(End of this chapter)