Laoshan Taoist

Chapter 190: Ancient painting (Happy New Year)

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When the young men heard the words, they couldn't help looking at each other for a while.

Among them, most of them were forcibly confiscated, and there was almost no voluntary work. It was enough to work all day and night, and they couldn’t even eat enough food. As for the so-called remuneration, it was even more rare.

What's more, if you slacken a little, you will be added by the guards' sticks.

This is where the expropriation workers come to do things, they are clearly like hard labor, not only have no dignity at all, they do not even treat them as human beings.

Some people tried to escape, others resisted, but all were in vain.

In the end, the result was nothing more than being beaten to death and thrown to the back mountain to feed the wolves. The Mo family covered the sky with only one hand, and no one dared to say "no".

Now that someone came to rescue, it was like a god descending from the earth, and it was like a light in the dark. Everyone was a little excited, but at the same time, they were a little doubtful. They didn't know whether they should believe it or not.

"Daoist, in fact, before you came, there were two Taoists, but they were led to the villa by the commander here, so far there is no news, I wonder if those two Taoists have anything to do with you? "

At this moment, among the migrant workers, a shirtless strong man came out and said.

"Oh? Those two are my senior brothers!"

Hearing this, Wang Yan already had a guess in his heart.

"Oh! This is incredible! There are many organs in the Mo Family Villa, and there are many hidden thugs. The two Taoist priests were brought in like this. Isn't it a sheep? ."

The young strong man listened, his expression changed, and he couldn't help worrying about them.

"Humph! If such crooked melons and cracked dates want to hurt my senior brother, they are not qualified! All in all, we already know the evil things that the Mo family has done, and we will definitely make decisions for you. You can rest assured."

Zhang Duan restrained the official in his hand and sneered slightly.

"You folks and fathers, don't be afraid. You can leave this matter to us with confidence. Let's not hide it from you. We are all Laoshan disciples who specialize in eliminating demons and guards. You are free now, so hurry home and go home!"

Yun Zhongliu looked at the crowd, and at the moment he waved his hand to comfort him.

As soon as this statement came out, the crowd suddenly sighed.

"It turned out to be the Immortal Chief of Laoshan Mountain, we are all saved."

"I've heard of Laoshan's prestige, but it's a fairy gate that even today's emperors revere. All Taoist priests of Laoshan are immortals! After all these years, the Mo family, who was sent by heaven, has finally come to retribution. what!"

"Thanks to the Daoist priests, saving me is equal to fire and water. I am willing to believe in the Daoist priests, and hope that the Daoist priests can remove a harm for us."

As soon as they heard the words Laoshan disciple, everyone present couldn't help but be full of excitement. Since Laoshan was awarded by the emperor, its reputation among the people has grown stronger and stronger, and many people know this sect.

"Many thanks to the Daoist for the rescue."

"Thank you!"

Someone took the lead in driving the atmosphere, and the rest of the people, even if they didn't know it, followed suit. After all, they had been oppressed by the Mo family for too long, and the grievances accumulated in their hearts were huge.

Now that someone takes the lead, it is like a fire, completely igniting the resentment in their chests, like the flood of the Yellow River, out of control.

Throwing down the tools in your hand, thank you and escape from here.

Since these people are here to trouble the Mo family, there is bound to be a battle in the near future, a battle between life and death, a battle at that level. Ordinary people like them can't help much if they stay here.

In order to avoid harm to Chiyu, it is better to leave early and cause less trouble.

"It's the other way around! It's the other way around! You scoundrels dare to run away, and when Master Mo arrives, you'll be cramped and pulled out of your bones, ouch..."

Seeing that so many migrant workers had all fled, the official was also full of panic. They were ineffective in guarding, and they would die if they returned.

"The Ronin from Douluo"

It's just that before he finished speaking, Zhang Duan released his hand and kicked his ass. The official missed a dog and fell out of the way.

Two of the front teeth fell off, and the mouth was full of blood, looking very embarrassed.

"How dare you be arrogant. As an official of the imperial court, you don't know how to serve the country and benefit the people, but instead you are a local bully, relying on your power to oppress the people. It is an unforgivable sin, and death is unbearable!"

Zhang Duan's eyes widened in anger, and he pointed at him and cursed without mercy.

"Okay! Senior Brother Chen and the others have already gone to the villa. I think we should hurry over there too. As for Shengxiantai, a place where yin and evil spirits gather, and a place where ghosts are gathered, it is also a scourge to keep it, it is better to destroy it."

As Wang Yan said, a thunder in the palm of the right palm condensed, and it slammed towards the Shengxiantai. There was a loud "bang", and a black smoke with billowing dust rose up out of nowhere, and the Shengxiantai was in pieces.

No longer paying attention to these officials, the five jumped up, flew into the air, and flew straight towards the Mo Family Villa, arriving in the blink of an eye.

The Mojia Villa is not far from Shengxiantai, and it only looks like three or five miles away, but the villa is built in the depths of the mudstone ridge and is also blocked by lush forests, which is almost isolated from the outside world and cannot be seen here at all.

Wang Yan and the others were at a high altitude, overlooking the Nishi Ridge. Naturally, they could not hide everything from their eyes. From a long distance, they were able to sense a huge demonic energy rising into the sky.

The five people lowered the cloud head and landed in front of the villa. Looking around, the entire villa was in ruins, as if it had just experienced a war.

The door has been completely shattered, and a strong bloody smell permeates. There are two dead corpses lying on the steps, and inside the villa, it is even more horrific. There are many corpses lying across the board, blood flowing into rivers.

It's just that most of the corpses have all turned into mummified corpses, as if they had been drained of blood by something, and only a small part of the dead corpses were still intact.

"Anyone? Senior Brother Chen!"

Zhang Duan looked around and shouted loudly.

Except for his echo, there was no other movement. The entire villa was dead and lifeless at the moment.

"It seems that the senior brothers have already dealt with them!"

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in Wang Yan's heart.

"Let's spread out and look for it, and see if you can find any useful clues. I don't believe it. The entire Mo family is dead!"

Yun Zhongliu gave an order, and all the senior brothers obeyed the order and dispersed immediately.

He and Wang Yan are in charge of the Dao Discussion Ceremony, so the other brothers and sisters must obey their orders in all actions on the road.

Laoshan will not arrange positions because of the entry and exit, but will only decide whether to reuse it according to the individual's ability, and the able person will occupy it.

Entering the village, Wang Yan started to search from the lobby, passed through the wing, turned into the backyard, then went to the ancestral hall, and finally came to the main courtyard.

The rest of the place was relatively less chaotic, but this yard was a mess, the trees were uprooted, there were deep pits everywhere, and sword marks could be seen everywhere, showing that the fighting was extremely tragic.

Wang Yan carefully searched here for clues.

"Huh? What is this?"

On the right side of the yard, a severed old locust tree fell to the ground. On the trunk of the old locust tree, there was an ancient painting, and the ancient painting was fully exposed.

I hadn't noticed it before, but now I look at it, and I feel grateful. I just feel that this ancient painting is very strange, as if it has life, with infinite vitality inside, and it seems to hide infinite power.

Wang Yan leaned forward and examined it carefully. This ancient painting was not large, about one foot long and six inches wide. The outer texture looked a little worn out. The handles on both sides were made of black wood, and the handle was engraved with the pattern of Yin-Yang Pisces.

As for the content of the picture, it is a landscape painting.

There are mountains, rivers, vegetation, beasts, wind, rain, thunder and lightning and other natural scenes in the painting, all of which are lifelike, but there is no text.

Wang Yan bowed his head and wanted to study it carefully.

"Senior brother, I found a living person."

At this moment, a voice sounded, Wang Yan turned his head to look, and saw Ouyang Jiannan leading a young man out from the side yard.

This person's clothes are thin, his hair is disheveled, and his body is full of scars, but his face looks pretty and handsome, and his eyes are still full of spiritual energy.

"This kid said he was caught by the Mo family and was locked in the dungeon. I thought he might know something, so I brought him here."

Wang Yan looked at the man and walked over.

"Who are you? What happened to this villa?"

Wang Yan didn't beat around the bush, and asked straight to the point.

"My name is Pinghe, I'm from Pingjiapo. More than half a month ago, I was captured by Mo Huaiwen's beasts, who took my treasure and tortured me in every way. It is really invincible to have a few Taoists save me today. gratitude."

The man bowed his hands to Wang Yan and said thanks.

"Peace? You are peace."

Hearing this name, Wang Yan felt very familiar, and couldn't help but look at it. Isn't this the person that Landlord told him before?

"The next thing is peace, how does the Taoist know me?"

Wang Yan fooled him with a haha, and changed the subject at the same time.

"Right! How did the Mo Family Villa become like this?"

Pinghe shook his head, indicating that he was not very clear about this either.

"I have been kept in the dungeon, and I actually know very little about the situation outside, but not long ago, I heard from the person guarding me that it was the enemy, and Mo Huaiwen told them to hurry up. Going out to fight, as for what happened, I don't know."

After Pinghe finished speaking, he looked at the surrounding scene and couldn't help sneering.

"This Mo family has done a lot of evil, and they have lost their conscience. I didn't expect that there would be today. God's eyes are really open, and the Mo family should have this catastrophe!"

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything out of his mouth, Wang Yan simply gave up, ignored him, and studied the ancient painting again.

"Huh? Orb, my Orb!"

Suddenly, the expression of Ping He on the side changed, and he seemed to sense something. He moved quickly and came to the ancient painting.

The induction is getting stronger and stronger, the chest is up and down, and I am extremely anxious.

Having been with this Jiaozhu for two years, coexisting day and night, he has long been in a good mood. As long as the Jiaozhu exudes divine power, he can clearly feel it.

"What did you say?"

At the same time, Wang Yan also felt something, and there was a vague guess in his heart. It seems that this ancient painting is by no means as simple as it appears on the surface.

"My orb was snatched by Mo Huaiwen, and I don't know how he imprisoned this Jiaolong Danzhu, making it difficult for me to feel its breath, but just now, I really felt its aura. It exists, it seems to be here, but why is there nothing?"

Pinghe looked at the ancient painting in front of him with a look of surprise on his face.

"No! Not not, but in this painting."

Wang Yan's eyes suddenly became firm, and he had come to a conclusion.

"What... what?"

As soon as this statement came out, not only was it peaceful, but even Ouyang Jiannan, who was beside him, was surprised, and he immediately stepped forward to take a closer look.

"That's right! If I'm not mistaken, Senior Brother Chen, the evildoers of the Mo family, and your Jiaozhu should all be in this picture, but how do you get in? It's a question!"

Wang Yan reached out and picked up the ancient painting, making a bold guess.

"Junior brother Ouyang, go and invite other senior brothers."

With the order, Ouyang Jiannan didn't dare to disobey, and hurriedly turned around and left.

This ancient painting is so mysterious that he can't even see why he is immortal, and he doesn't dare to act rashly. It would be better to call other brothers and sisters to study and study together, and maybe make a breakthrough.

"How can a mere picture pretend to be a human?"

Pinghe has never really practiced, and his abilities are all given by Jiaolong's Jiaozhu, and he doesn't know much about these miraculous things. It is a fantasy to be able to hide people in the picture.

It's not surprising that he didn't understand, but Wang Yanhe and others, an immortal, dare not say Bai Xiaosheng, but his comprehension ability is extraordinary.

What's more, Lord Land had reminded him before, saying that the golden bat has a treasure, which is extremely powerful. It looks like a magic weapon of the fairy family, but the specific magic weapon is not clear, because he has only seen this monster cast it. Once, the true face of the magic weapon was not seen clearly.

Because when the magic weapon was displayed at that time, it was enveloped in a group of strong golden light. The land master was not good enough, and he did not dare to get too close, so he could only watch from a distance. .

This ancient painting looks very inconspicuous, and it is still somewhat broken, and the production is rough. It is difficult for mortals to see the mystery.

Even Wang Yan did not pay special attention to it at first.

Think of the ancient Zhibaoshan River Sheji map, which is a world of its own, where heaven and human beings are nourished, and all things can be transformed into all things.

In Wang Yan's view, the ancient painting in front of him could never be such a treasure. After all, the map of mountains and rivers was given to Yang Jian by the goddess Nuwa to recover the Seven Monsters of Meishan. It should be kept in Yang Jian's hands now, never It may be stolen by a mere old monster at will.

Wang Yan was attentive, looking at the plants and trees on the picture, holding the wooden handle in both hands, and inadvertently, his thumb pressed the Tai Chi pattern on the wooden handle, and suddenly a strange feeling appeared in his heart, and the Tai Chi pattern actually felt something.

Wang Yan felt something in his heart, and a trace of vitality was poured into it, only to see the yin and yang that were originally gathered together, but now slowly separated.

It was as if a lock that had been locked was suddenly opened by a key, the door was opened, and a brand new world appeared.

An extremely dazzling light burst out from the ancient painting. At the same time, sand and rocks were flying around, and the wind was blowing. A vortex was born out of thin air in the painting, which enveloped Wang Yan and Pinghe. directly into the picture.

"Clap!"

With a soft sound, the light dissipated, and the ancient painting fell to the ground.