I sneered and glanced at Xue Wuchang: "Ye Jin, let's go."
Xue Wuchang didn't expect that I would leave just like that, and he didn't dare to put his hand down after he had already raised it.
There are only two of us, Ye Jin and I, but Hell Gate is very strong. In a head-on confrontation, we are no match for them; but if we leave the team now and ambush Hell Gate in secret, as long as one of us holds back Xue Wuchang, the other one will be enough to make them lose a lot of troops.
As I turned to leave, Gu Piaoran shouted, "Mr. Wu, please stay!"
Gu Piaoran said: "The focus of the two people's argument is nothing more than the two tomb robbers. Since Lao Qiao has already acted as bait, it is indeed a bit inappropriate to let his nephew come out."
As Xue Wuchang's face changed slightly, Gu Piaoran quickly said, "However, Wu Zhao's public request for someone like this is a bit too radical. I think this is the way to go. Xue Wuchang hands the person over to Wu Zhao, and Wu Zhao will lead the first siege. What do you think?"
Xue Wuchang said in a deep voice: "I naturally have no objection, but I am afraid that some people dare not."
Old Qiao looked at me eagerly. He also knew that the danger of leading the charge in the siege of the criminal leader was no less than that of a bait. In a sense, preventing the criminal leader from taking action was equivalent to robbing the execution ground, and it was also a provocation to the criminal leader. The criminal leader might abandon the prisoner and turn around to hunt down the sorcerer.
As long as I nodded, it would mean I was going to fight to the death, so Old Joe didn't dare to say a word.
"I'll take the lead. Let him go!" As soon as I said that, Old Qiao knelt down on the spot. Ye Jin didn't wait for him to kneel down, but reached out and grabbed his shoulder and pulled him up: "Stand up!"
Xue Wuchang smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Let him go!"
After I led the three of us back to the tent, I learned that Lao Qiao's two nephews, one named Shao Bing and the other named Liu Qiang, were tomb robbers. However, their skills were only slightly better than those of ordinary soldiers. They were okay in the secular world, but not good enough in the art of magic. They couldn't help me, so I had to fight on my own.
Ye Jin took advantage of Old Qiao's inattention to whisper, "Zhaozi, you're playing too big, is it worth it?"
I turned to look at the other two, Old Qiao and the others, who were weeping, and said sadly, "Actually, I envy them. It's that simple. Help me protect the law. I need to make a calculation."
There is a soft spot deep in everyone's heart that is difficult to touch, even the most evil people. Whether it can be expressed depends on whether there is anyone who can truly touch the unknown forbidden area in his heart.
When Old Joe begged me for help with blood all over his body and tears streaming down his face, I seemed to see my grandfather and my father. Didn’t they also beg for my life with blood and tears in their eyes, but they begged for the heavens, while Old Joe begged for me.
God is cruel, and I am a fool.
I laughed at myself, and then asked Ye Jin and the others to protect me. I took out the ghost eye coin and threw it into the air. After the first ghost eye coin passed in front of my eyes, I saw a stone stained with blood.
After the ghost eye money flew past quickly, the next thing I saw was someone drying intact human skins on rocks. Looking around, the entire beach was littered with intact human skins. There were at least hundreds of people being skinned here for public display.
When I wanted to take a closer look, a team of people wearing red clothes and carrying long boxes on their backs flashed in the third ghost eye coin. The whole team was moving slowly towards the depths of the island.
Just as the third ghost eye coin was about to fall to the ground, it suddenly jumped up. Then, a whistling sound like a long knife cutting through the air suddenly sounded behind me, and it came straight to the joint of my neck.
Before the whistling wind came close to my body, I felt a chill running down my spine. Was this a punishment from heaven
I didn't have time to judge what was behind me. At the critical moment, I suddenly activated the Xuanming Ice Armor to block the vital points behind me.
A moment later, the sound of ice armor shattering suddenly came from behind me. I clearly felt the long sword breaking through the ice and approaching my neck, and I activated the ice armor twice in succession to counterattack the opponent.
But I forced myself to raise my head and look at the third ghost eye coin.
The punishment of heaven will only appear when the things I calculate can affect the life and death of a certain person or a certain group. What I see at that time is often crucial to the task. If I want to see the calculation of Ghost Eye Qian, I can only bear the punishment of heaven. Otherwise, I will give up the calculation and follow the way of heaven. And I chose to fight for my life with heaven.
When I looked up, I immediately saw a man at the end of the team standing down, striding towards the middle of the beach full of human skins, and taking out more than a dozen knives of different lengths and shapes from the wooden box behind him, and finally took out a three-foot-long, bladeless ghost-head sword. I was slightly startled, and just as I was about to go and see what was going on, the ghost-eye money in front of me seemed to be flicked by someone, flew a few feet out of thin air, and fell to the ground with a "ding" sound.
At the same time, I heard a crisp sound of ice cracking behind me, and the coldness that seemed to come from a knife blade suddenly pushed towards my neck.
not good!
What's behind me is not a punishment from heaven, but someone is secretly attacking me.
The punishment from Heaven was caused by the deduction of Heaven's secrets, so it should naturally end when the deduction stops. Now that the blade has not stopped, it means that it is not a punishment from Heaven, but a man-made one.
When the Ghost Eye Money fell to the ground, I instinctively relaxed my vigilance and retracted the Xuanming Ice Armor that was protecting my body a little. This allowed the blade behind me to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in, shattering the last layer of ice armor and sticking to my neck.
In the split second between life and death, I suddenly heard Ye Jin roar, and the strong wind brought by the machete swept across my head in the direction of my face.
Although the wild sword energy was still a foot away from my head, it immediately lifted up my hair. Just as I felt my hair being broken by the aftermath of the sword energy, a scream came from behind me.
Then, the long knife that was stuck to my body rolled down my spine and fell to the ground. The sounds of the tent being cut by the knife and people falling out came one after another.
When I looked back, the first thing I saw was a Japanese sword lying on the ground: a ninja sword
I raised my head suddenly and looked outside through the gap in the tent that Ye Jin had cut. Before I could see what was happening outside, a rain of talismans instantly covered an area of five meters.
The lightning and fire from the talisman roared and entangled in the space, and the ghosts cried out in the thunder and fire. Soon, a figure came out of the thunder and fire with his hands on his head, like a huddled rat.
If this move were used in the Central Plains martial arts, it would be called "Spiritual Rat Rolling in Oil Pan", which is a skill specifically used to escape. Once a warrior is surrounded by fire, he will curl up into a ball, protect his vital parts as much as possible, and roll out of the sea of fire as quickly as possible. If he is lucky, he may be able to roll over the sea of fire and escape before he is completely ignited by the fire.
The man who rolled out from the thunder and fire was obviously an advanced master. He rolled at an incredibly fast speed, just like a wheel that was blown away, bouncing continuously and rolling out from the fire.
But the Hell Gate Talisman was not a trivial thing. It paused for a moment before it chased after the other person and slashed down wildly. In the blink of an eye, the man was burned into a rolling ball of fire, while the other person continued to roll out while screaming. But the jumping ball of fire kept getting smaller and smaller, and finally became a fist-sized ball, and then it exploded with a "bang" and turned into a ground full of fluorescent light. The fire thunder that was chasing him mercilessly struck down again, and turned the fluorescent light on the ground into fire spots.
Before I could figure out what was going on, Old Joe jumped up and yelled like crazy: "He's dead! We're saved!" His two nephews also rushed over, hugged Old Joe and cried.
Xue Wuchang walked over with a half-smile on his face: "I didn't expect you, Wu Zhao, to be so chivalrous and kind-hearted. In order to save a tomb robber, you actually used yourself as bait to lure out the ghost ninja. I think highly of you now."
When I turned to look at Ye Jin, he said quickly, "Just now, a ninja somehow got into the tent and attacked you from behind. After I chopped him off with a knife, he let the people from Hell Gate blow him to death with a talisman."
It turned out to be a ninja. No wonder I felt a little uncomfortable when I saw the Japanese sword on the ground. The swords of Japanese samurai have long and narrow blades, and the ninja sword is relatively short for easy carrying.
Although that person's attack was in line with the ninja style, catching the opponent by surprise and killing with one blow, I always felt that there was something wrong.
When I lowered my head to think, Xue Wuchang thought that I was deliberately giving him a hard time, so he snorted coldly, turned around and walked back.
At this time, Old Qiao also rushed up: "Mr. Wu, I will never forget your great kindness! I..."
I interrupted before Old Joe could finish, "I'm afraid you'll have to be the bait. The ghost that just died is not the criminal we're waiting for."
"What?" Old Qiao's face suddenly turned pale. "Mr. Wu, this kind of joke is not allowed! The ghost was clearly killed by someone, how can you say it's wrong?"
"Hahahaha..." Xue Wuchang laughed and turned around and said, "Mr. Qiao, didn't you give them enough money? Why are they still trying to get you killed? Oh—"
Xue Wuchang deliberately dragged out his voice and said, "I understand, I understand! Mr. Wu wants to make another fortune! He is a master in business, I admire him, I admire him!"
I looked at Xue Wuchang coldly and asked, "Have you finished farting?"
Xue Wuchang's face darkened, and he said sternly, "Wu Zhao, you were the one who said that there was no Xing Kui just now, and now you are still the one who says that Xing Kui has not appeared yet. You keep going back and forth like this, what on earth are you thinking?"
Old Qiao also looked at me warily: "Mr. Wu, I didn't offend you, did I? No, no... Mr. Wu, I did offend you, but I have already kowtowed and admitted my mistake! Please be kind and don't bother with me!" (To be continued)