It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 37 Chaos
  It was almost dusk, and an orange-yellow sun hung in the sky, but there was no trace of warmth.

The air in Wang's residence was filled with a pungent smell of burning and blood.

In Donkey Face's yard, Hong Cuicui hid in Donkey Face's arms, listening to the faint sound of smashing coming from outside, with a look of horror on her face.
  "Donkey Face, Brother Lin just told us not to go out today last night. Something might happen. Why is it true..."

The donkey-faced man held an ax in his hand and looked at the blocked door. He was also a little scared in his heart, but there was no fear on his face.
  "Brother Lin is about to become a martial artist. How can his vision be comparable to that of a woman like you? Why are you so noisy and nagging about this? What if it's a lie... Now what? ?”

At this moment, Hong Cuicui had no intention of quarreling with Donkey Face, but was filled with joy.

On the other side, in Li Qinglin's yard.

Li Qinglin held a wooden knife in one hand and a long bow in the other, with a quiver hanging on his waist. He looked outside carefully through the crack in the door.

The Wang Mansion is in chaos.

The tenants controlled by Luzhangke using the method of planting demons and controlling souls all lost their minds and were not afraid of death. They would pounce on strangers when they saw them.

In addition, there are spies like Wei Liang who set fires, smash, loot and kill everywhere to confuse everyone's attention.

It seems that there are some good experts coming to Cangtian Tuan Temple.

Many martial arts masters had just rushed out from the inner courtyard of the king's residence. They were superb martial arts masters, including those who penetrated bones and even refining marrow. However, they were entangled by the people who taught Lu Guan.

The sounds of shouting and killing were endless, and rich firelight rose into the sky along with charred smoke.

Outside the hospital, people hurriedly ran past from time to time.

Some people were even chased and their heads were missing on the spot.

But Li Qinglin did not leave the yard until...

Boom boom boom!
  There was a rapid knock on the door.

"Lin, brother Lin, open the door, save my brother, and let me hide for a while."

Li Qinglin frowned and recognized the voice of another tenant farmer named Zhang Gong.

Seeing that Li Qinglin didn't answer, Zhang Gong's voice was mixed with a bit of weakness and request.
  "Brother Lin, I know you are at home. Please forgive me. I am a miserable person. I dare not offend Manager Wang. For the sake of our past friendship, please open the door."

When Li Qinglin heard this, his eyes flickered and he seemed to hesitate.

"Oh...that's all. Life and death are determined by fate. Brother Lin, I don't blame you."

Zhang Gong outside the door sighed and turned to leave.

squeak...

Behind Zhang Gong, there was the sound of the courtyard door opening.

Zhang Gong's eyes were filled with joy, and there was a sense of pleasure in succeeding his conspiracy. He turned around suddenly: "Brother Lin..."

Whoosh! !

collapse!
  Several thunderbolts exploded in his ears, and his eardrums were almost torn, and he kept buzzing.

Behind Zhang Gong, a few steps away, there were several mysterious people wearing black face scarves and holding hatchets, hoes and other farm tools, but they deliberately stained their faces with charcoal ash.

There were faint traces of blood on the hatchets and hoes.

At this moment, they were screaming and falling to the ground, covering their arms and body with arrows, their faces were like gold paper, and they were so scared that they almost peed.

Li Qinglin stood with a bow in hand, his eyes showing indifference.

Just now behind the door, he heard the movements of these people pretending to be hidden.

There is no way a door can separate the eyes and ears of Li Qinglin, a martial artist.

Li Qinglin's eyes were like needlepoints, falling on these mysterious people, and they couldn't help but tremble.

"Yu Qian, Fusheng, Zhao Liu..."

How could these people hide their disguises from Li Qinglin?

As Li Qinglin tapped his name, like a judge drawing a line in the book of life and death, Yu Qian and others almost collapsed to the ground, crying repeatedly,

"Brother Li, there's a misunderstanding, there's a misunderstanding! We gathered together just to protect ourselves. Thinking of your great martial arts skills, we came to recruit you to join the gang!"

Li Qinglin didn't bother Yu Qian, but gave Zhang Gong a regretful look.

This group of tenant servants took advantage of the chaos to rob the house and gain profits, but Li Qinglin actually didn't want to interfere with it. pity.

Whoosh!
  Whoosh!
  Whoosh!
  The bowstring of the long bow trembled endlessly, and a few rays of cold light pierced the air, and instantly penetrated the eye sockets of Fu Sheng, Zhao Liu and others at a tricky angle.

Just now he drew his bow and shot an arrow for the first time, but it was not out of mercy and he did not want to take the lives of these people.

Instead, the shot simply missed. It was originally aimed at the neck, but it was so far off.

But it doesn't matter, once it's familiar, it's familiar twice, and it's perfect the third time.

"Step shooting method? Impossible!!"

After all, Yu Qian made a noise, and his reaction ability and strength are far beyond ordinary people.

At this moment, like a trapped animal, he let out a low roar and let the arrows fall on him.

One step closer to him and Li Qinglin, his clothes flew back, making a hunting sound, and the hatchet in his hand struck vertically from top to bottom!

However, a figure exceeded the limit of his visual capture. He only felt a pain in his chest, and his whole body flew several feet away like straw and hit the ground heavily.

A large piece of his chest collapsed, and the blood all over his body gurgled out like it was free of charge.

He looked at Li Qinglin who was getting closer and closer in fear. He seemed to understand something and suddenly realized,
  "It turns out that you are already Wu..."

The wooden knife cut across his neck, and a trace of blood appeared.

Yu Qian tightly covered the wound, feeling that his strength was rapidly passing away, his pupils gradually became dull, leaving only boundless regret and regret.

Li Qinglin turned around and looked at the back of Zhang Gong, who was in panic all day long, running away from the alley like a lost dog.

There is only the last arrow left in the quiver.

Li Qinglin took the arrow and drew the ten-stone long bow in his palm. In a moment, the arrows shot out like meteors.

boom!
  First there was the sound of arrow strings shaking rapidly.

Pfft!

Then there was the muffled sound of Zhang Gong clutching his pierced throat and falling heavily to the ground.

"The arrowheads polished with cow bones are still too brittle, so they have to be aimed at exposed parts to have a penetrating effect."

"As long as a martial artist wears thicker clothes or tight skin, it will be difficult to cause obvious injuries."

Li Qinglin put down the long bow, and his tense muscles relaxed.

Suddenly, a light mist of water evaporated outside the skin of the body due to the high temperature of Qi and blood.

Against the backdrop of the corpses scattered outside the hospital, Li Qinglin was like a cold-blooded executioner on the battlefield. The cold murderous intent in his eyes made people dare not look directly at him.

"Brother Lin, there seems to be some movement outside, are you okay?"

In the adjacent courtyard, the sound of trembling donkey faces could be heard.

Li Qinglin comforted him softly: "It's okay, there are a few blind people who were beaten away by me."

"You two are hiding at home, and don't answer anyone who knocks on the door."

……

Li Qinglin pulled out the arrows from the corpse, wiped off the blood, and put them back into the quiver.

Then he used the hatchet brought by Qian and others to chop the corpse quickly and hard, scratching the face, making it difficult to distinguish the fatal injuries.

He even used the hatchet to reinsert the wound where the arrow had entered, covering the traces.

Zhang Gong's body was a little further away, close to the road. Li Qinglin walked gently to the end of the alley and was about to drag Zhang Gong's body back.

Facing him, he saw a person walking quickly more than ten feet away.

When Wei Liang saw Li Qinglin, his eyes were filled with anger and hatred.
  "You bastard, you are treacherous, I will kill you!!"

After saying this, he took out a wax pill from somewhere on his body and quickly drank it.

Then, the weak body rapidly swelled, and the aura throughout the body surged and fluctuated violently.

(End of this chapter)