mtl008 Chapter 124 2 Coffins
Chapter 124 2 Coffins
Chapter 124 Two Coffins
Seeing these four bright red blood characters, Ye Di couldn't help being surprised inwardly.But Yang Man was holding the blood book in his palm. Although his face was still calm, the muscles in the corners of his eyes were still beating slightly.
The Hainan faction's move is undoubtedly telling the Wudang faction that this matter must not be let go.The Wudang faction's prestige is certainly higher than that of the Hainan faction, but if the Hainan faction insists that Yu Xiazi died under the magic power of Tai Chi, then naturally the Wudang faction is wrong first, and the Wudang faction, which has always regarded itself as chivalrous, would not bully the weak.
Moreover, even though the Wudang faction wants to use force, the Hainan faction has formed a gang of beggars as a support. The disciples of the beggar gang are all over the rivers and lakes, and there are so many masters. How can the Wudang faction not be afraid?What's more, Guo Fengchun, the head teacher of Wudang, insisted on his identity, and hadn't fought swordsmanship with others for a long time. As a result, the strength of Wudang faction was greatly reduced.
Both Yang Manfu and Liu Dongyuan showed hesitation on their faces. Ye Di stood aside, but seeing Yang and Liu's expressions, he was also thinking secretly.
Suddenly, a voice came from far away from the Sanqing Palace, the voice was clear and loud, Wudang Mountain is located on the top of the mountain, and it was silent in the middle of the night, the voice came from afar from the palace, shaking like thunder There was a loud tremor, and it spread farther and farther, it seemed that it could be heard even at the foot of the mountain.
He only heard this voice and said: "Su Yunfeng from the beggar gang, I have something to ask to see Master Wudang Guo, if you disturb me in the middle of the night, please forgive me."
Yang Man's face darkened, he waved his sleeves and walked out of the courtyard, saying in a loud voice: "Major Su is here, Wudang faction is too far away to welcome you, it's really rude."
His voice was warm and heavy. Although his voice was extremely loud after exhaling, Ye Di found that in the wilderness on the mountain top, there was no tendency to diverge. Instead, his voice seemed to be condensed into lines, only Gather around the Sanqing Hall.
Surprised look flashed across Ye Di's face, and he secretly thought that it was really powerful, no wonder this person's ranking on the unicorn list is still higher than Liu Dongyuan, but only with this internal skill of concentrating the voice to convey messages, even Ye Di may not be sure. can do it.
The front yard of the Wudang sect is the Temple of Sanqing, where the three heavenly deities of Taoism, Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing are enshrined. At this time, there is a middle-aged man with a pale face and slightly frosted temples standing in the hall. Although he was only wearing a very ordinary light blue shirt, and there were large and small patches on the trousers and sleeves, but it was washed clean.There are nine cloth bags stacked on his waist, big and small, and his hands are behind his back. Looking around, he has a majesty and aura. This person is the deputy leader of the beggar gang, Ben Lei Zhang Su Yunfeng.
Although Su Yunfeng hadn't seen Yang Man's face yet, but only heard Yang Man's skill, although he still had a faint smile on his face, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and thought to himself: Wudang faction is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, not to be underestimated watch for……
Yang Ruyi, Liu Dongyuan and the other four turned out of the statue and came to the Sanqing Hall, where they saw dozens of beggars standing in the hall. The leader was a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and restrained spirit.
Yang Man strode up to the hall, clasped his fists and bowed towards Su Yunfeng, and said loudly: "The Zun family must be the leader of the Su clan. Yang has really admired his name for a long time. It is unfortunate to be honored to see Gao Xian today."
Su Yunfeng knew who he was after hearing his self-reported surname Yang, he immediately clasped his fists in salute, and said with a smile: "Ah, it turns out that it is the Wudang hero Yang Man, I am sorry for my disrespect."
Yang Manfu smiled slightly, and asked Su Yunfeng and others to sit down first, and Ye Di sat on Xiang Anfei's left hand seat, just facing Su Yunfeng.
Ye Di glanced at the disciples behind Su Yunfeng, and saw that each of these people was carrying a cloth bag behind them, some had more than five or six, some had fewer but three or four, these Each of the disciples seems to be not weak in skill, and they are obviously the main force of the elite in the beggar gang.
After all the guests were seated, there was still a vacant seat in front of the statue of Sanqing in front of the hall, Su Yunfeng's eyes flickered, he naturally guessed that this seat was reserved for Wudang headmaster Guo Fengchun.He clapped his hands suddenly, there was a box brought in by a beggar gang disciple outside the hall, he saw some cloth and silk in the box, and then said with a smile: "I have admired the demeanor of Master Guo for a long time, but I regret that I have never met him in my life. For the Mid-Autumn Festival, we will come here on the moon, hoping to see the immortal figure of Guo Zhenren."
Although he said it politely, Ye Di could already see that the contents in this box were just ordinary items, presumably they were just random items bought by the beggar gang from the mountain.
Yang Wanwan didn't even look at the box, and asked with a slight smile: "You don't get paid for nothing, Chief Su, Chief Su is too polite, I don't know why Chief Su came here?"
Su Yunfeng laughed and said: "Haha, well, Daxia Yang is really quick to talk. Coming here, I do have something to tell Master Guo face to face."
Xiang Anfei suddenly said coldly: "Master Su, people in the Ming Dynasty don't speak in secret, and the master has not asked about the Jianghu affairs for a long time. The leader Su has something to talk to my elder brother, it's the same."
Su Yunfeng smiled and said nothing, but suddenly another person outside the hall said coldly: "Since this is the case, then the poor should ask Daxia Yang, if someone kills innocent people regardless of the morals of the world, regardless of injustice, bullying the weak, such martial arts scum, Daxia Yang Do you care or don't care?"
While he was talking, an old Taoist priest wearing dark green robes, with a withered face and a gloomy expression was already standing in front of the temple. He was holding a long, narrow, sharp, and cold-shining unsheathed sword in his hand, and on his head. He was also facing a wisp of white silk, and a long rope was tied to his shoulder. No one could see what was connected behind the rope.
Hearing a dull bang, the old man had already lowered the rope behind him.Under the moonlight, behind the rope was a dark, square coffin that shone with oil under the moonlight!
But one person went on to say: "That's right, Daoist... I also want to ask Xiang Sanxia. Unscrupulous person, can Xiang Sanxia take action to clean up the house?"
While speaking, another person came out from the front of the hall. This person was also dressed in a dark green Taoist robe, with white silk wrapped around his head, a long and narrow sword in his hand, and a coffin on his shoulder!
Ye Di had already guessed who these two people were, but they were not the brothers Yu Panzi and Yu Jizi of the Hainan School.
Behind the two of them were 20 people, except for the pink skull Hua Yuehong and a skinny old man, all of them were holding a long, narrow, sharp sword without a scabbard in their hands.
Ye Di's eyes fell on the skinny and short old man, and he saw a bamboo hat the size of a pot lid on his head, which almost enveloped his whole body in shadow, Ye Di could only see Under the bamboo hat, a strand of gray beard hangs down to his chest.
His figure was extremely thin, but his arms were surprisingly long. The upper knuckles of his right hand were protruding, and there seemed to be a faint cold light shining.It's just that the bamboo hat on his head is too big, and his figure is too thin and too small. Looking at the skinny old man, Ye Di couldn't help thinking that it was a short chopstick with a big stick stuck in it. Steamed bun.
Xiang Anfei stood up abruptly, staring at the jade machine with his eyes, gritted his teeth and asked, "That's right, that's right, these martial arts scum, Xiang Mou will kill one when he sees him, and kill one when he sees two. I just don't know, this scum Is it you, Daoist Yujizi, or Senior Brother Ling?"
(End of this chapter)