The candles in the front hall of Yansheng Hall were bright, and in front of the gods of the ancestors of the eight clans, a little girl knelt on the ground and seriously copied the "Diamond Sutra".The wind howled and roared outside the closed temple door, and the fine sandalwood incense was burned in the incense in the main hall, and the hall was filled with a strong fragrance.Li Haitang blocked his nostrils with the two corners of the veil, straightened his waist and glared at the sandalwood in the incense tripod.It is also a good sandalwood, why is the royal tribute sandalwood used by the master a light and light taste, and it is still unclear when it penetrates the heart and spleen.The sandalwood here is also made of selected sandalwood, but it doesn't smell as good as the one used by the master.While complaining silently, while kneeling on the ground and continuing to copy, Li Haitang noticed that the sandalwood tower above his head trembled a little, and the flame of the ever-bright lamp in front of the shrine made a subtle "poof" sound.She held her breath and said silently: One, two, three!
Get lost!
The body deftly rolled towards Xiangding, and the brush in his hand was thrown towards the black shadow that flew over, and happened to hit the man's forehead."
Suffer death!"
More than a dozen black-clothed bandits appeared, the big knife in their hands reflected a dazzling cold light, and the bloodthirsty blade pointed at the little girl who was leaning back to Xiangding.With his back to Xiangding, Li Haitang's face was not afraid, but his apricot eyes were smiling, and he teased: "Ouch, why did I send you a few soft-footed shrimp."
The patriarch of the dignified Wu clan is not even willing to spend the money to hire a master of the rivers and lakes?
A few quacks also dared to come and kill me.Have you eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall?
Don't ask who this girl is before the action. ”"It doesn't matter who you are, we have rules.Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others.You got in the way of the Wu patriarch, and you only blamed yourself for offending him. ”The black-clothed bandit led by the leader said a bullshit remark, brandishing a big knife and slashing at her.Li Haitang shouted alertly: "Don't move!"
”"Don't move?"
Those black-clothed bandit minions laughed, and together with the leading brother, they brandished a big knife and slashed at her, and said viciously: "What are you, you say you can't move, let's not move?"
”"Suffer death!"
The black-clothed bandit led by the leader shouted again, and the cold sword slashed from the sky, vowing to split her little head in half from the middle.Li Haitang pursed a cold smile at the corner of his lips, looking at the black-clothed bandits surrounding him who were approaching within a zhang.She grabbed the small hand on the edge of the incense ding and quietly grabbed the incense ash, and when the black-clothed bandit led by the leader slashed and approached, she attacked with both fists and spread her five fingers, and the two balls of incense ash instantly covered his eyes."
Ah——!
I can't see!
What is this!
”The black-clothed bandit led by him dropped his big knife, covered his eyes, and knelt on the ground and shouted.Seeing the situation, Li Haitang stepped forward to hold him hostage, the dagger hidden in his sleeve was across his throat, and his delicate voice shouted: "Don't move!"
Otherwise I'll kill him!
”More than a dozen black-clothed bandits were stunned for a moment, and they retreated a little after seeing the leading brother being held hostage.But I heard one of them agitate: "Don't be afraid, everyone, she is a powerless little girl who has the courage to kill?"
Don't believe her!
”"Yes, the second child is right, she doesn't dare to kill me!"
The black-clad bandits, who were held hostage, encouraged their brothers not to be frightened.He pretended to be restrained, but in fact wanted to test whether there were any hidden guards around her.I heard that the Wu patriarch said that she had a group of guards with strong kung fu, who were sent by Yanxia Ling Ye and Qishan Qin Wuye.At the risk of offending the two masters, it was really a high price from the head of the Wu clan, and he and his brothers were ready to retire to the rivers and lakes to make a clean living, and this last big money was kept for them to do business.Brothers work together, and their strength breaks gold.With the encouragement of the eldest brother and the second brother of righteousness, the little minions were no longer timid, and rushed over one by one with knives.They want to rescue the eldest brother and slaughter this arrogant little girl."
Stop!
Who are you?
”A shout of rage came from behind the small hidden wooden door, and this deep voice made the ambitious black-clothed bandits stop in horror, twisting their stiff necks to look in the direction where the shout was wafting.The old deacon of the ancestral hall strode out of the small wooden door with an incense basket in one hand and a whisk in the other.Seeing that Li Haitang, who was holding the black-clothed bandit hostage, was unharmed, his blazing old eyes flashed with appreciation."
Get out of the way, old thing, don't get in the way of our money!"
The bandit, who was called the second brother, pointed the tip of his knife at the tip of the old deacon's nose and threatened, and the fierce tone seemed to tell the old deacon that if he dared to meddle in his affairs, he would cut it together.The old deacon sneered, put the incense basket under the offering table in front of the altar, and pointed to the second brother of the bandit with the dust in his hand, "Do you know who you are talking to?"
”"Hehe, the old thing is looking for death!
Yes, yes, I'll fulfill you!
”The second brother of the bandit did not hesitate, and raised his big knife to slash at the old deacon's arm.It's this arm that points at himself, cut it off first, and then talk about it."
Old deacon, be careful!"
Li Haitang shouted anxiously, but ignored that the black-clothed bandit he held hostage had kung fu.Her eyes were attracted by the fighting old deacon and the second brother of the bandit, and after reminding the old deacon, she was choked by the throat and could not make any sound.The black-clothed bandit laughed mockingly: "Haha, you shout!
Shout!
You have the ability to call the whole town!
”"Hmm!"
His throat was choked, and Li Haitang, who couldn't breathe, only felt that his brain was getting more and more blank, and his body was becoming more and more weak.Her fist thumped into the chest of the black-clad bandit like a boot tickling to no avail."
Hahahaha, what a beautiful little girl, today next year is your sacrifice day!"
The black-clothed bandit spoke arrogantly, and the big hand that grabbed the delicate little neck tightened even harder."
Yes......
Who......
Who sent you?
”The old deacon, who was chased by more than a dozen bandits, also fell behind, and he asked loudly as he fled from place to place.The second brother of the bandit stopped to rest, carried the big knife and said proudly, "Who sent it?"
Of course, it's the Wu patriarch, who spent a lot of money to invite us to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots.Hahaha!
Originally, she only needed to die, but don't blame us if you want to break in and find death.Hahaha!
”"The second young man is talking nonsense with him, hurry up and kill him!"
The black-clothed bandit urged, grabbed Li Haitang's big hand and then used it hard.He had already thought of a good countermeasure, killing the old man first, and then strangling the little girl.When the time comes, blame the old man, and they will have peace of mind.The second brother of the bandit nodded and said, "Big brother, don't worry, I have this intention."
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I haven't drunk blood in this big knife for a few days, so today I will use the blood of the old thing to quench its cravings!
Hahahaha, old thing, take your life!
”He laughed and swung his knife at the old deacon, so proud.The old deacon, who was surrounded by a dozen bandits and minions, had given up resisting, and he was at the end of his rope, slumped on the ground, quietly waiting to become a ghost under the knife."
Feng Xiannu, the old slave is sorry for you!
The old slave will go to Huangquan Road first and wait, so that I can guide you the way!
”When the big knife slashed, the old deacon cried out desolate and miserable, closing his eyes and waiting for the great pain of the knife to kill."
Stop!"
The door of the main hall was pushed open, and Patriarch Mo's eyes were red and he glared at the dozen or so black-clothed bandits who were stiff, as well as the old deacon who was not afraid of death, and the little girl who was choked unconscious.() Glory to the end