Chapter 41: Swallow Rock

Taking advantage of the darkness, Daoist Li sneaked down the mountain, the original sentry post had been attracted by Feng Nuxia, most of them were vacant, so he ran to the mountain pass without danger, and on the left and right of the mountain pass there are two wooden lookouts, with a fence horizontally, as the first layer of protection for the stockade.

Daoist Li swallowed and spit, there were several figures faintly on it, and on the board wall, there seemed to be a few hard crossbows and longbows, these are all things used by officers and soldiers, with a long range and great strength, and they can stab people to death when they rub to the side, which belongs to the ancient version of the big sniper.

However, the Taoist priest looked back, only to see that in the direction of the mountain, the light was even brighter, the crowd was crowded, and it seemed that it was still on fire, and the door of the cottage was open, there was not much defense, and there was no better chance than this;

"Who's down there?" As soon as he was halfway up, there was a roar in the darkness, Damn, this can be found, doesn't it mean that ancient people had night blindness, it is a lie;

The robbers on the lookout are not dry food, and those who can be stationed here must be first-class good hands, and with a step of arrows, they picked up the hardwood crossbow, pulled up the string, and aimed at the Taoist priest who was running wildly, and with a 'whoosh', the crossbow arrow grazed the corner of his eyebrows and shot over.

Li Daoshi was careful that his liver trembled, and his soul was about to be frightened, according to his own blood volume, one hit was the rhythm of becoming an immortal, and when people were nervous, they often breathed faster, their pupils dilated, and their adrenaline surged, and their bodies would give birth to a feeling of dryness and heat, and their hearts were beating in a 'bang', and this physical condition affected what Guan Er Ye left in his body - the three knife marks on his wrist.

"Whew!" The Taoist priest shook his hand violently, only to feel that his wrist seemed to be marked by a soldering iron, it was painful and hot, and he secretly scolded in his heart that it was not the time to fuck it, and he used to ponder this knife mark not once or twice, and he tried his best to have no effect at all, and now he was at the juncture of running for his life, but it suddenly appeared, Guan Erye, aren't you a trick like my master?

Thinking like this, suddenly a thumb-thick hardwood arrow hit the waist crookedly, and forced himself to the ground, and suddenly the secret road was over, now he can't run anymore, and there is no means to stop the bleeding, if the arrow pokes the waist again, it can directly hurt to death, how miserable and miserable, master old man, remember to give my apprentice a number in Yinsi, we are going to be reincarnated, but I don't want to die!

As a result, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes for a long time, and Daoist Li found that in addition to the sharp pain at the beginning, there was no other feeling, and he quickly opened his eyes to see that the surface of his body was covered with a layer of golden light, and the arrow that shot had already been broken, and his old face was red, it turned out that he was not dead, and the screaming and roaring he just now had a hairy use, but how could this layer of golden light be so familiar, isn't it the visual effect that came with Guan Erye when he went down to earth, it turned out that this thing also had a defensive function, and when he looked down, one of the three knife marks had become much shallow.

With this layer of protection, Daoist Li finally stopped caring about it, rushed forward with his head down, and ran five or six miles in one go, finally getting rid of the latter's pursuit.

"Damn, you finally don't have to serve that old lady anymore!"

Yanziji is an old ancestral hall twenty miles away from the Tiger Cave Mountain, surrounded by small peaks, a hundred years ago the reputation was quite big, and there are the words of the big officials in the court, later because the Hu people often come to threh the grain, and the terrain is remote, this ancestral hall is deserted, and later I heard that even the spiritual position of the dead is gone, no one patronizes it anymore, Li Daoist asked several people in broad daylight, only to find this place.

This old ancestral hall is quite large, dozens of zhang square, in addition to the dilapidated lobby, there is a three-in-three-out courtyard behind, there are coffins of unknown years, there are forty or fifty, even the coffins are a little rotten and rotten, some are suffocating, some are bulging.

"Ugly girl!" Li Daoist said, no one replied, your mother, this little lady is really fed for nothing, she hasn't seen each other for almost a month, not only is she not in a hurry to find the Taoist master, but now she doesn't even let go of a fart, she has no conscience, she has no conscience, she treats her so well, for her to eat and wear, but she didn't expect to raise a white-eyed wolf, the more the Taoist priest thinks about it, the more angry he becomes, he kicked on the coffin in the old ancestral hall, and immediately kicked the coffin open, revealing half of the corpse.

A corpse smell came from it, the corpse deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye, the old coffin was nailed with rivets, so the gas did not circulate, the corpse inside was well preserved, and once the gas leaked, the turbid gas leaked out, the corpse would be dehydrated, causing the phenomenon of 'deflating', which was not a corpse change, just a normal natural reaction.

Daoist Li was frightened and hurriedly closed the lid of the coffin: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, you have a good rest below, don't come up if you have something to do." ”

I patted my chest, secretly relieved, my ears suddenly moved, and there was a sound of 'rustling' on the top, and I hurriedly looked up, only to see that there were no living creatures except for the cobwebs of the wooden beams, could it be a spider? But is this sound a little loud, and I noticed that there is a circle of yellow and turbid mucus near the coffin, which is definitely not left by ordinary animals.

Just thinking about this, there was movement in the front yard again, and he hurriedly ran over, only to see Feng Zhenzhen, who was covered in blood, standing at the door, the green steel sword in his hand was broken in half, he stumbled a few times, and fell to the ground in one breath.

"Hey, woman, why are you injured like this?!" Daoist Li hurriedly lifted her up, her body was fluttering, maybe it was less than a hundred catties, she looked left and right, found a clean grass, and put her flat on the ground, what should she do at this time? Beat your chest or artificial respiration, Taoist priest panicked for a while, looked at the blood that kept flowing out of his shoulder, and patted his head, damn, stop the bleeding first!

'Tearing', just ripped off the other party's shoulder clothes, the broken sword was attached to his neck, Feng Nuxia's eyes were shining, that was a sign that swordsmanship had reached a certain realm, after the success, inside and outside the ten zhang, flies and mosquitoes could see the male and female, so that the killing of people was accurate.

"What are you doing?" the woman's tone was clear and cold, as if something was slightly wrong, and she was about to kill her.

"Beauty, no, woman, I'm stopping the bleeding for you," Heaven and earth conscience, this time Daoist Li really has no other thoughts.

The two looked at each other for a long time before the woman put away her sword and said coldly: "There is a porcelain white bottle in the purse around my waist, which is a medicine to stop bleeding, if you have any ideas, you will be blinded." ”

Daoist Li swallowed and spitted, originally he didn't have any ideas, but now that he was mentioned like this, he couldn't think about it, this woman was just a plain face, but she had the beauty of a fairy in the Moon Palace, but the smear on the tip of her eyebrows was definitely not an ordinary woman at first glance.

Tearing off the bloody clothes, through the moonlight, only half of the fragrant shoulders can be seen, and on top of it is a bloody mouth like a baby's mouth, pumped and pumped, black, the cold wind blows, and the scalp of the person who looks at it is numb, is this poisoned?

"That, Woman, should you clean up the wound first, otherwise it will be easy to become inflamed, Woman?" Daoist Li looked down, it turned out that at some point, Woman Feng had already fainted, her brows entangled from time to time, as if she was enduring the pain of piercing her heart.

"Hey, the girl's family, stay at home, put on makeup, embroider and embroidery, why bother, why bother. Daoist Li was crooked and began to treat the wounded.

Early the next morning, Feng Zhenzhen opened his eyes, and suddenly found that his coat had been peeled off, and what was covering his upper body was an unfamiliar Taoist robe, and he hurriedly sat up, his right shoulder suddenly hurt, and the original wound was wrapped in a thick white cloth;

"Ah, Woman, you're awake, do you want a bun?"