Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 5 Being chased and killed
Fang Yan didn't expect that it would take so long for the woman to recover. It has been a whole day and she is still meditating there. I can't hear the voice outside, so I should have left.

Dialect opened the cave door, walked out of the passage, closed the cave, and came to the temple of the mountain god. He saw that more than half of the rice in his rice bag was missing. This was enough rice for ten days, and now it was only one day.

It was noon when the dialect came out, so it was impossible to go back to Fenzhou Mansion, the girl inside didn't know what to do, not to mention it was already a day late, no matter how fast I could, I couldn't go back on time.

Dialect was thinking about something while cooking rice, suddenly there was a thunderstorm outside, and soon there was a heavy rain, it was late autumn, such a heavy rain was rare, so dialect ignored it, took the cooked rice and went back to the temple In, ready to eat.

Suddenly two black shadows flashed past the entrance of the temple, and when Fang Yan looked intently, there were already two more figures in the temple, one tall and one short, both dressed in black, with several scabs on their bodies.

The tall one said: "Brother, the rain is coming too fast. If we hadn't discovered this mountain temple yesterday, it would have been raining today. Hey, the little Taoist is back? Little Taoist, come, give me some rice." We bring it over."

As soon as Fang Yan heard the voice, he immediately knew that these two were the senior brothers who chased the woman yesterday, the taller one was the senior brother, and the shorter one was the senior brother.

Hearing the tall man's words, the dialect didn't move, and you still ate your own food. You think this is your own home.

Seeing that the dialect ignored his words, the tall junior brother couldn't hold back his face: "Xiao Za Mao, didn't you hear what I said, quickly bring the rice."

Dialect turned to look: "Why?"

The tall one was happy: "Yo, I can't see that he is still a Taoist priest with backbone. Why, just rely on this."

The tall man stretched out his hand, and a flame shot out through his body, and the tattered mountain god enshrined in the mountain temple burned up.

"Ma Gan, what are we doing? We still have to stay here. Where are we going?" The short brother at the side waved his hand casually, and a water dragon emerged out of thin air, dousing the burning mountain god, only to make it even more dilapidated up.

The dialect knew it at a glance. Both of them practiced spells. Both the flame and the water dragon were spells, just like the water arrows in their bodies. They were much stronger than their own water arrows. Can it be compared.

Dialect is used to being a clerk in a pawn shop, so he naturally knows what to say to someone, so he changed his smile: "So it's the two immortal elders, it's my honor that you can come to my place for dinner. Please bear with me, the two elders."

Seeing that the dialect changed his attitude so quickly, and handed the cooked meal to the two of them, the short brother looked up and saw that the dialect did not speak, but the taller brother was still not satisfied: "How can there be so little enough to eat, hurry up and do it again." Come on, go."

The short one glared at the junior brother: "What are you talking about, little brother, this is silver taels for you, enough for you to buy another big bag of rice, first help us cook some meals."

After speaking, he threw a piece of silver to Fang Yan, which was a full two taels, which was more than Fang Yan's salary in a pawn shop for a year.

Dialect took the silver taels thrown by the short man, walked out with the rice bag, and continued to cook on the stove, but listened to the conversation between the two inside without revealing his ears.

"Senior brother, why are you being so polite to a little Taoist priest?" Seeing Fang Yan walking out, the taller brother asked his brother a little dissatisfied.

"Idiot, you kill him, you go cook, this bitch you met this time seems to be a child of a great sect, everyone who has seen our face must be killed, otherwise, let the bitch's master Knowing that it was us who made the move, don’t even think about leaving the sect in the future. Just pack it up when you leave, what kind of prestige are you showing off with him now.”

Both of them didn't expect that although the dialect has just started to practice, and now the hearing is surprisingly good, the two still whispered across such a long distance, but the dialect still overheard them.

Unexpectedly, these two people are so vicious. Thinking of what they heard to the woman earlier, Fang Yan is not so strange. Now it is raining heavily outside, with lightning and thunder, and Fang Yan can't go far if he wants to. After being discovered by them, he was murdered early.

Dialect pretended not to hear anything, and continued to listen to the two on the stove.

"Brother, why do you think that girl has disappeared without a trace?"

"It must be near here. I got hit by the Soul-Eating Needle that day. It took several months for him to get rid of it. I can still sense the existence of the Soul-Eating Needle. It must be a sudden rainstorm within a hundred miles. I can't resist it." The sword is flying, wait for the rain to stop, and look around."

"Well, little Taoist priest, little Taoist priest, why haven't you cooked it yet, so hurry up and bring it here." The tall junior brother shouted towards the outside of the mountain temple.

"It's all right." Fang Yan agreed, picked up the pot and walked in. Fortunately, this time, the two gave Fang Yan some of the extra food.

Early the next morning, the rain outside was much lighter, and Fang Yan became more and more nervous. When the rain stopped, it was time for the two of them to attack. , You see, this rice has already been eaten, I will go to the town to buy some more, and you two are waiting here."

The tall junior was about to speak, but the short senior stretched out his hand to press down on the junior, and said, "Alright, you can go, junior, the mountain is high and the roads are slippery, you can accompany the trailhead to buy rice, so I can take care of you." He winked at his junior brother.

Dialect couldn't help secretly bitter, when he wanted to leave safely, he couldn't do it, it's better to deal with one than two: "Then trouble the elder."

Not far from the mountain temple is a road down the mountain. On one side is a lush forest, on the other side is a cliff of tens of feet, and below is the Fenshui River that flows through Fenzhou Prefecture. The tall junior said: "Immortal Chief, wait a moment, I'll make it easier for you."

Before the tall man could speak, Dialect flashed into the forest, but there was no escape route here, and the tall man was not in a hurry. He stood on the edge of the forest and waited for Dialect to come out. Fen water flowing through.

After a while, the dialect came out, and when the tall one was still two feet away, the dialect pointed behind the tall one: "Eldest sister, why did you come out?"

Hearing this, the taller man immediately looked back. There was no big sister. When he turned his head, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, a long sword passed through his chest, and blood flowed out like boiled water. However, there was a stream of fire-type mana in his body that kept burning his inner organs. "Ah," the tall man yelled, and looked at the dialect in front of him in disbelief, waiting for the long sword on his chest to twist his heart completely. After being broken, he fell to the ground without a sound.

At this time, Fang Yan felt that his body was completely wet, and his back was still sweating. He didn't care to wipe off the drops of water on his forehead. Replenish spiritual energy into the body.

Doing this made my body hurt like needles, but the recovery speed of the aura was also much faster. After a stick of incense, most of the aura in Dialect's body recovered. Just now, in order to pursue the greatest lethality, the Huoyan Jue was also introduced along the flying sword I don't know if this was the fatal blow. In short, when I pierced the tall man just now, I found that my flying sword, which cuts through gold and iron, felt a little bit of hindrance.

The short senior brother in the temple also heard the screams outside, he knew that his junior brother preferred to torture and kill, he was obviously a small mortal, and he solved it in one go, and now he still screamed again and again, but luckily he only shouted once, He went, but what he was thinking about was the woman he met that day: "Which sect does that woman belong to? She actually has several high-grade magic weapons on her body. If I hadn't succeeded in a sneak attack and injected three spirit-eating needles, I'm afraid that the two of my brothers and sisters are not that person's opponents, but now, as long as I find her, that magic weapon will be my own. With the magic weapon, I will definitely be in the top three in the next Zongmen Grand Competition, and I can also go I have practiced in Wuji Cave for half a year, it is a holy place for cultivation."

Thinking of the beauty, a slight smile appeared on the short man's face.

"No, why haven't you come back? It's been less than half an hour. Even a monster should have enjoyed it long ago." My junior brother didn't come back for a long time, and the short man finally felt something was wrong: "That woman has been Ambushing outside?"

Thinking of this, the short man quickly stood up, wrapped himself in a black spiritual armor, and carefully stepped out of the mountain temple.

Seeing the naked body of his junior brother, all the magic weapons were washed away, and the big blood hole in his chest hadn't solidified yet, the short man suddenly became nervous, his eyes kept scanning the surroundings, and suddenly pointed in one direction and shouted Said: "Come out."

(End of this chapter)