When the black dragon chanted, the two four-clawed green dragons transformed into humans, quickly landed on the ground, and collected the utensils on the altar together with the Taoist priest who painted the talisman.
The dragon's roar stopped, and the black dragon snaked downwards. When it approached the ground, it turned into a human form, looking like a young Taoist.
At this time, the three people had put away all the magic weapons and waved the magic platform that was not allowed to be taken away into the river. The young Taoist gathered with the three people. After a brief conversation, the four of them stepped on the ground and took off towards the northeast. went.
It wasn't until the four of them disappeared that Nanfeng and Fatty came back to their senses. At this time, the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed and the thunder and lightning had subsided, but it was still raining. The two of them ran to the hut where the three of them had done it before to take shelter. rain.
"Who are they?" The fat man shivered from the cold.
"They may not be humans." Nanfeng shook his head and said. Before that, he had always thought that the three people were going to subdue demons. He never thought that those three people were actually on the same side as the giant python. Not only did the three of them help the giant python overcome the disaster, they also called them junior brothers. In short, this shows that those three people and the giant python are fellow Taoists.
The fat man removed some planks of hay from the roof of the hut and reached into his arms to find the fire twister, but found that it had been wet by the rain. Fortunately, the south wind also brought the fire twister. After a lot of trouble, he finally lit the bonfire.
The two took off their wet clothes and warmed themselves in the fire, talking about what they had seen before.
The three Taoists and the black python who successfully overcame the tribulation must be Taoists of the Shangqing Sect. The Shangqing Sect is the only sect among the three sects that recruits disciples of different kinds. The black python is destined to overcome the tribulation from here and now. As senior brothers, the three of them must have obtained it beforehand. Knowing this, he came here to help.
This is all we can see. As for whether the four people came from the Shangqing ancestral court or from the subordinate sects of the Shangqing sect, there is no way to deduce. It is even more unclear who the four people are.
Very few people can see a python transform into a dragon with their own eyes. The two of them watched it in detail from beginning to end. They were so close and saw it more clearly. The fat man was very excited and talked about it.
Although Nanfeng also felt novel, he was not too excited. On the contrary, he was a little disappointed. Whether it was the old man in black protecting the Immortal Linfan he had seen before, or the giant python that had endured the catastrophe and transformed into a dragon, they were all just bystanders. He could only watch the excitement, but could not see the way out, let alone get involved in it. Compared with those Taoists and aliens with supernatural powers, he and the fat man looked extremely small, weak and incompetent. If people are like dragons and phoenixes flying in the sky, they are like ants crawling on the ground.
It was raining outside and there was no dry firewood to be found, so the fat man used local materials, pulling straws from here and unloading boards there, and so on. Without waiting for the clothes to dry, the hut collapsed and the two of them were disgraced. Emerged from the ruins.
"When those cowboys built this shed, they probably didn't expect such a storm." The fat man put on half-dry trousers.
Nanfeng tilted his head and looked at the fat man. As the chief culprit, this guy was able to shirk responsibility and act confidently like a normal person.
"Let's go and find another place to take shelter from the rain." The fat man helped Nan Feng pull out his robe.
Nanfeng didn't wear the robe, put it on his shoulders, and walked towards the main road with the baggage. The fat man found the sword and followed him.
After walking four or five miles, the rain stopped, but the two of them never found a ruined temple or abandoned house. In the middle of the night, the temperature was even lower. Their clothes were wet and they were shivering from the cold.
The ruined temple was not found, and the abandoned house was not seen. The two finally found a cave in front of the mountain. The cave was not big. Someone might have rested here before, and there were still some branches left in the cave.
I collected twigs and hay in the dark, but when I started to light a fire, I found that the fire was extinguished.
The fat man meant to take shelter from the wind and stay here for one night, but Nanfeng disagreed. The two of them were both wet now. If they fell asleep, they would definitely catch the wind and cold. Knowing what he had done before, he forced the fat man to come out of the cave and continue. On the way.
It was a hard night, but fortunately, after dawn, a county town appeared in front of them, and the two of them rushed there.
This is a small border town, not much bigger than a village, but although it is small and well-equipped, there are still inns.
They heated the earthen kang, put on their clothes, and lay down to rest.
Not long after he fell asleep, he heard a noise in the front hall, as well as the sound of tables, chairs, benches and pottery breaking. Nanfeng pulled the quilt and covered his head. If he and Fatty had learned martial arts now, they would be able to deal with injustices. They were in charge, but they had never learned martial arts. No matter what happened outside, they were unable to interfere.
After sleeping until noon, Nanfeng woke up, but instead of getting up, he put on his clothes, lay back on the kang, opened his eyes and thought about something.
Nine out of ten fat men snore, and the fat man snores too. Whenever the fat man snores too loudly, he will kick him. The fat man will not wake up, but the snoring will stop for a while, and then it will start again, and he will kick again.
The fat man slept until dusk when he woke up. He naturally knew that Nanfeng had been kicking him, but he also knew why Nanfeng was kicking him. After waking up, he didn't care about Nanfeng, "It was a good sleep. It's time to eat fast." .”
Nanfeng didn't have lunch either. He was hungry for a long time, so he and the fat man went to the front hall to eat.
At this time, there was only one table of diners in the front hall. When the two entered the front hall, the diners at that table subconsciously tilted their heads and looked at the two of them.
There were four diners at that table, dressed as warriors, three men and one woman, all young. One of them, Nan Feng, looked familiar. Looking closer, the woman also looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen the two of them. people.
One of the young warriors seemed to look familiar to Nan Feng. He looked at him a few more times with doubts in his heart. Then he showed a look of realization and stood up from his seat, "Good boy, I didn't expect to bump into you here."
As soon as this person spoke, the young woman and the other two young men tilted their heads to look at Nanfeng. When the woman turned her head, Nanfeng saw her face and instantly remembered where he had seen the two of them.
"What can I do if I bump into you?" Nanfeng curled his lips and snorted, then sat down at the table, "Shopkeeper, bring some wine and meat, we want to drink. And a bowl of plain noodles, my master is a vegetarian."
The young warrior stopped when he heard the sound, frowned and looked at Nanfeng.
Seeing that he had frightened the provocative young warrior, Nanfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In the late autumn of the previous year, he and Tian Yuanzi left Chang'an and rushed to the southern country. On the way, they met a young man and woman. The woman reined in her horse and asked Tian Yuanzi to tell her fortune. The man she was traveling with slandered Tian Yuanzi, and he was so angry that he cursed her. A conflict broke out between the two parties. Among the four people, there was a man and a woman from that day, and the remaining two must be their classmates.
"Master? What master?" The fat man sat down opposite Nanfeng in confusion.
Nanfeng was always using tiger skin as a banner, but he never thought that Fatty would expose his secrets with just one word. He was really not afraid of strong enemies, but evil friends. This time, Fatty was really in trouble.
The young martial artist then thought about it and immediately understood that Nanfeng was bluffing him. He walked up to the table with a sinister smile and said in a dark voice, "Stand up."
Nanfeng didn't answer or get up.
"Amitabha, donor..." The fat man remembered midway through his words that he had changed out of his monk's robes and was now dressed as a layman.
"Are you his friend?" The young warrior looked at the fat man coldly.
Seeing that the other person's tone was not kind, the fat man vaguely guessed that this person had a grudge against Nan Feng, "If you have something to say, please speak it carefully. Peace is the most important thing, harmony is the most important thing."
"Go away!" The young warrior suddenly took action and gave the fat man a slap in the face.
The fat man was stunned, "You, you, you..."
Nanfeng had known for a long time that this was a serious matter. When he saw the young warrior beating the fat man, he casually grabbed the teapot on the table and swung it at the opponent's head.
The young warrior was caught off guard and failed to dodge. The teapot broke and the hot water inside spilled all over his head and face.
The young warrior covered his face and jumped up and down, screaming repeatedly.
Nanfeng took the opportunity to pull Fatty and rush to the back door.
When the young martial artist's two disciples saw the two sides fighting, they immediately stood up and joined the fight. They kicked up in the air and kicked Nan Feng and Fatty who rushed to the back door into the backyard.
After Nanfeng fell to the ground, he immediately got up and rushed towards the room. Both his and Fatty's swords were in the room, so they would definitely not be able to defeat him with their bare hands. They had to go back and kill him.
But the two companions of the young martial artist had some skills, and one of them kicked the fat man down who was about to get up and stepped on him. Another person stepped forward, grabbed Nanfeng who ran to the door of the room, and threw him down the steps.
At this time, the young man had rushed into the backyard, his cheeks and neck red. He was angry in his heart, and without saying much, he kicked Nanfeng hard.
The young man was even more ruthless than Lingyanzi when he struck. Nanfeng was not skilled in martial arts and had difficulty getting up to fight back, but he was not honest and kept yelling and cursing loudly when he was being beaten.
The fat man wanted to go to the rescue, but was restrained by another person. He could only shout loudly, "Don't do it, don't do it."
The fat man himself was not the only one shouting not to do anything, the young woman was also shouting from the outside.
The young man was really angry. Seeing that Nanfeng was holding on and not begging for mercy, he looked around and picked up a shovel from behind the door.
When the fat man saw that the other party was about to touch his penis, he became more and more anxious. He struggled to sit up and chanted loudly, "Amitabha."
The young man heard the sound and looked at the fat man. The fat man sat up straight with his legs crossed and clasped his hands together, "If I don't go to hell, who will? If you want to beat me, then beat me, Amitabha."
The young man had a look of disgust on his face and hit the fat man on the head with a shovel.
The fat man groaned and fell to the ground in pain.
Nanfeng wanted to take the opportunity to fight back, but was kicked down by another person. The young man turned around, picked up the shovel and struck it aimlessly. This man struck hard, and knocked Nanfeng unconscious after just a few blows of the shovel. Die...