The rain continued into the night.
Everyone is covered in mud, and the sky will not be cold in May, but this heavy rain is really not the right time.
The pirates and the smugglers who joined in could not agree. One insisted on delivering the money and the other suspected that the goods were wet and damaged. Both sides invariably ordered their men to push the wheelbarrow into a ruined temple on the outskirts of the country, and then continued to argue.
The rain continued unabated, and more and more places were leaking in the temple. The accumulated water on the ground had already covered the ankles. The lightning outside the temple shone one after another, illuminating the inside of the temple.
"Take a pole and clear things up!" Master Qu, who was free in his spare time, frowned at Jishui and instructed.
Others were stunned for a moment, but before they understood it, they saw three or five big men stand up, smash the offering table into pieces with a bang, then pick up the wooden board, insert it into the stagnant water, and push it forward against the ground.
With the sour snoring sound, the scattered stones and messy foreign objects were shoveled out by wooden boards and piled up against the wall.
When everyone saw the shoes that were soaked in water and the turbid water on their feet, they reacted.
On weekdays, these sundries are nothing, but seeing that it is still early in the morning, the water will rise again, and it will be dark again. I am afraid that the bare ankles and knees will be scratched and scratched.
"Master Qu, you are thoughtful." The smuggler came up to chat with him.
Seeing that the world is in chaos, what should I do if I want to travel all over the country to run business, and don't get acquainted with these people who are darts
"Quick, raise the car!"
The pirate leader scolded his subordinates, and a group of exhausted men had no choice but to wipe the water on their heads and faces, groping for bricks from the collapsed temple wall in the apse, and propping up the wheelbarrow.
There are only a few places in the ruined temple where there are no leaks, and goods are piled up. Bo Jiucheng was extremely dissatisfied, and secretly used magic to prevent the rain from falling on his body.
"Young Master, what are you doing?" Brother Kui said coldly.
"I don't see the point of acting like this." Bo Jiucheng said angrily, "At this time, we don't take advantage of the chaos to leave, what are we wasting here? If you are afraid of leaking your whereabouts, you will kill these mortals, pretending that you don't agree with each other. Killing, what's so difficult?"
When Brother Kui heard the words, he stretched out his hand and pressed him back into the stagnant water: "Young Master, you still don't know how much trouble you have caused? Do you dare to use the talisman paper made by Liang Yan's poisonous spider?! The Lord is in a mirage. I bought it to determine Liang Yan's original shape. The young master is good, and I used it casually. The paper is made of spider silk, which is what the poisonous spider hunts by. The marks left on the young master cannot disappear!"
Bo Jiucheng opened his mouth in astonishment.
At first, he only heard that he used the talisman to expose Ziyun Island, the rudder of Yuanlou, but he didn't expect that he would also be located
"This... how could this happen, my father never said anything about it."
Brother Kui gritted his teeth and said, "Even if he knew, who would have time to tell the young master about you, is there less things the young master took without telling me, the talisman is, how did the demon spirit Jiao die?"
Bo Jiucheng was speechless.
He immediately thought of the imprint, angered and occupied his chest again, and said angrily: "Ten years? What does this mean, in order to prevent Liang Yange from chasing me, can't I use my true essence?"
Brother Kui's breath stagnated, and he said slowly, "It's not so serious, Liang Yan can only find the direction of the mark at best. We just need to be careful and follow the crowd, they have nothing to do."
"A group of pirates, a group of illicit salt dealers?" Bo Jiucheng laughed in anger, "They hide their heads and show their tails, is this what they are capable of?"
Seeing the killing intent in his eyes, Brother Kui hurriedly stopped: "Young Master, don't provoke cause and effect any more, we are going to the Western Regions Xiaofeng Venerable this time, and Venerable Guiming, who was driven away by the Gorefiend, is also there. Over there. If you want to take revenge, it is not too late for ten years. Liang Yan was seriously injured in the South China Sea. As long as she didn't come to chase after her, before she recovered, we were far away from the East China Sea, and we were mixed with mortals all the way. It would be difficult for anyone to trace them. At that time, even if the mark was still there, it would be useless under the influence of distance!"
When it comes to Shi Feng, Bo Jiucheng thinks of Chen He.
He took a deep breath and managed to calm down. The hatred in the past life has not disappeared, and he has added a new hatred in this life.
"Shi, Feng." Bo Jiucheng said bitterly, if it wasn't for the Gorefiend, it would have been easy to kill Chen He in this world.
Brother Kui was full of annoyance. He didn't understand why Bo Jiucheng insisted on getting along with Gorefiend's junior brother.
In the darkness, Master Qu's cigarette rod was dimly lit on fire.
The thunder outside faded away.
"As soon as the rain stops, prepare to hit the road." The pirate leader spoke.
"Dude, you pat your butt and leave. We still have goods here. The mountain road is muddy and difficult. How can we get it out?" the private salt dealer shouted.
"This time the work has been agreed in advance! The goods are handed over to you, we will go to the county town to collect some good things, and then transport them back by sea to sell them, the ship will not be empty!" The leader of the pirates laughed angrily, "Now you guys Trapped, it's just a day or two late, what about us? There are still people waiting for the return trip, but I can't spend it here with you."
Seeing that he was about to turn his face, Master Qu knocked on the cigarette stick and said slowly, "The rain hasn't stopped, what are you fighting for? Why don't you worry about this temple."
"what?"
Everyone raised their heads in unison, the dark beams and the cold rain fell from the cracks of the tiles and poured on their faces.
"I'm afraid this temple can't hold up." Master Qu threw out the words that shocked everyone, "It's going to collapse!"
"Nonsense!" The smuggled salt dealer jumped high.
"You paid me to bring someone here. It's risky, so I have to tell you." Master Qu said calmly without raising his eyes, "If the rain falls for another two hours, by dawn, the small half of the wall will be destroyed. It's all soaked in water. This temple has been abandoned for many years, and the foundation is unstable, no one knows..."
"Enough! Master Qu, what do you say?"
Qu Hong paused, opened his mouth and said, "I think the apse is taller and stronger than here, but the place is only small enough to put those wheelbarrows, find some sturdy bricks, stones and wood, build a frame to support it, even if the beam falls, it will be smashed. It's not a good deal. Finally, it's better for us to go out and get drenched than to die in vain when the temple collapses."
Everyone fell silent.
Bo Jiucheng's eyes flashed, and the voice transmission asked: "Is this temple really going to collapse?"
"That's not the case, it's almost the same as heavy rain for two more days, but mortals are cowardly." Cultivator Yuanlou said contemptuously.
"Humph!"
Bo Jiucheng said impatiently, "If this person talks nonsense again, kill him."
"Little Lord!"
"Otherwise, was he called to work in vain like this?" Bo Jiucheng was full of trouble.
When the Yuanlou cultivators heard it, they stopped talking, because they were also the ones who were ordered to reinforce the apse.
"I don't have enough wood, I have to go out and cut it down!" Qu Hong said in a deep voice.
"You, you, and you, go and find some in the woods outside!"
All the people in the circle who were not working hard were hit.
The pirate leader saw that many of his subordinates were also inside. He wanted to talk, but he was worried that something had happened to the goods. The other party refused to give money. It is big, so be patient and acquiesce.
The illicit salt dealer was in a hurry, and convinced Qu Hong, who "has a lot of ability on the road", he agreed in a loud voice, and then shouted at those who were hesitant: "The thunder has stopped outside, and I'm afraid that you won't be able to kill you, hurry up. Go! Well done, reward me!"
The people came to the spirit.
The people from Yuanlou were mixed inside, bored and crooked, and all held back their anger.
"I'll take someone out, but be careful. The rain made the rock unstable. It fell into the ravine and couldn't find it back for a while. The head was smashed and it couldn't be saved." Qu Hong said meaningfully.
Bo Jiucheng's eyes lit up in the dark.
This is not a good way to escape. It is reasonable and reasonable to pretend to be missing, and you will not be afraid of being traced at that time.
"Young Master, there are so many of us!"
"You suffer, I will go to the county seat and wait for you to get out." Bo Jiucheng said arrogantly.
Brother Quin instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.
A group of people went out mightily, got into the woods, picked a few trees and cut them down.
Qu Hong's people pointed at him, and occasionally helped out.
It was a coincidence that there was a ravine next to it, very wide and deep enough.
Bo Jiucheng stretched his foot and kicked a pirate, and he jumped down with the scream. Several monks in Yuanlou, who had been impatient for a long time, followed suit, and monk Kui couldn't stop them.
"What's the matter?" asked angrily from the mountain valley.
Bo Jiucheng sneered in his heart, walked up the ravine, and patted the mud from his body impatiently.
In this majestic torrential rain, at the foot of the deep mountains and forests, who can follow the imprint so quickly in Liang Yan Pavilion? Dr. Kui is full of bluffing words, is it a crime to hide his whereabouts? "
"Young master, in my opinion, it's not difficult to find a caravan in the city."
"That's the truth. Doctor Kui gave up his mind, thinking that someone would come after him, and he would definitely be discovered if he walked alone—"
Bo Jiucheng's voice stopped abruptly, and he turned around in horror.
This is-
The ground shook violently, accompanied by a terrifying whistling sound.
"Not good, torrent!"
"Help-"
The people on the edge of the woods rolled and crawled in horror and ran to the ruined temple on the higher ground.
Brother Kui was startled at first, and then he felt that it was just a flash flood. How could he have hurt Bo Jiucheng in the Yuan Ying period
He was still thinking, and suddenly heard the screams one after another in his ears.
Immediately, the wind blew from the back of his head, and a sense of crisis ran up his spine. Brother Kui instinctively rolled around and avoided the attack. "Hey, the response is not bad."
Before Brother Kui got up from the ground, there was another mysterious attack that was difficult to resolve. Although it did not contain terrifying true essence, it was unstoppable.
In the end, with severe shoulder pain, Brother Kui fell backwards, still full of shock.
—Where did the Mahayana monks come from in this place
"Young Master!" Brother Kui was truly frightened.
However, a dark shadow flashed in front of him, and the man swept past him and took it straight down.
The mountain torrent was so violent that even the cultivator had only time to jump up and fled in a panic. Bo Jiucheng’s eyes swept the corners of his eyes and the people behind him suddenly fell into the mud one by one, his heart was shocked, his face suddenly turned black, and he was slapped hard on the chest. Also planted in the mud.
"puff!"
Unlucky Bo Jiucheng was hit by a log in the torrent, and blood spurted out.
What shocked him even more was that a man fell lightly on the wood, bent over and stretched out his hand to grab his neck, his eyes were sharp like a knife: "Yuanlou? Going to Venerable Xiaofeng in the Western Regions? Have a grudge against Shi Feng?"