"Come on! You are promising now, aren't you!"
"Daofeng, if you destroy my Kunlun sect, the poor Taoist will never die with you!" An old Taoist priest roared angrily, wanting to rush over.
Daofeng laughed and said, "The beatings are not enough, do you want to come again?"
Hearing that, the old Taoist flinched a little, and shouted at Qing Yunzi, "You guys are not up yet!"
"Go!" Qing Yunzi greeted the rest of the people, and they gradually dispersed.
When Daofeng saw this situation, he wanted to retreat. Surrounded by these great masters, it was no joke, so he turned his head and said to Ye Shaoyang:
"These four people are left for you to dispatch, and I will wait for you at Xuankongguan."
After speaking, he flew up, jumped off the cliff, and flew away in the air.
Qingyunzi and the others couldn't fly, so they had to go down the hillside.
Zhang Wusheng turned the talisman into a bird and let it fly out to lead the way.
"Master!" Ye Shaoyang chased after him.
"You guys go first, I'll say something." Qing Yunzi waved his hand and let them chase after him. He turned to look at Ye Shaoyang, and said with a glare, "It seems impossible to count on you, idiot, to catch the Dao wind. I'd better do it myself!"
Ye Shaoyang blushed, and muttered, "It's hard to meet each other, can we talk about something else?"
Only then did Qing Yunzi change his color, sighed, and said: "You are about to go through calamities, be careful."
Ye Shaoyang said: "What catastrophe did you experience?"
Qing Yunzi took out a piece of crumpled printing paper from his sleeve, and said, "I wrote the address here, you can comprehend it yourself."
After speaking, he came over.
When Lin Sansheng learned that he was the head of Maoshan, he felt a sense of awe, and hurriedly saluted, saying: "I have seen the Great Master."
Mu Qingyu also stood solemnly, looking at Qing Yunzi with eyes full of reverence, like looking at a fairy.
Qing Yunzi nodded at Lin Sansheng, and extended his hand to Ye Shaoyang.
"I came in a hurry and didn't bring any money, so lend me some change and buy some food and drink on the way."
This sentence immediately wiped out his guru demeanor.
Ye Shaoyang scratched his head, took out a handful of change from his pocket, and said, "That's all."
Qing Yunzi took it, and actually counted them one by one, "It's only a little over one hundred and seventy, more."
"It's really gone!" Ye Shaoyang yelled, holding the bank card firmly with one hand in his pocket.
"Master Dao, I'm a little bit." Mu Qingyu took out his wallet, took out all the money, and handed it over.
Qing Yunzi only took a one-hundred-dollar card, and smiled at her with squinted eyes, "Young girl is good, if you have a chance to go to Maoshan, I will give you a fortune-telling for free."
Over there, Ye Shaoyang unfolded the printing paper full of expectation, read it again, his full of longing turned into frustration, his face twitched, and he said to Qing Yunzi with a mournful face: "Master, you gave me this address last time."
The four sentences were still written on the paper:
Two dragons fight and one dragon is injured, two paths meet and one dies; eight thousand female ghosts are hard to kill, and blackjack cannot grow.
Qing Yunzi blinked: "Yes, when did it happen?"
"Last time in Shicheng, you asked Brother Guo to give it to me." Ye Shaoyang was speechless, what kind of memory is this.
"Oh, I forgot, then you can read it slowly." Qing Yunzi tapped his forehead, turned and went down the mountain, walked a few steps, looked back at Ye Shaoyang, and said:
"I'm going to catch Daofeng. I don't have time to help you. It's up to you. If you don't die, I'll wait for you at Xuankong Temple. If you die, don't go."
Ye Shaoyang's hair was black, and his expression seemed to be kicked in the face with a shoe.
Qing Yunzi walked down the mountain quickly, fell halfway, got up, and limped after those old Taoist priests.
"Can you walk faster!" the head of Kunlun Mountain complained.
"I fell down and couldn't walk fast." Qing Yunzi supported his waist, "I'm old and useless."
Zhang Wusheng sneered secretly, but did not expose it.
The head of Kunlun Mountain became angry when he heard it, pointed at Qingyunzi and cursed: "Qingyunzi, don't think I don't know, you don't want to catch Daoism at all, you just came to pretend!"
Qing Yunzi's expression darkened, and he said: "Nonsense! He is my Maoshan traitor, of course I want to arrest him!"
"Hmph, every time you catch up to him, you always have to call 'bastard' first, which is basically telling him to run, you think I'm an idiot!"
The head of Kunlun Mountain angrily stepped forward to tear his clothes.
Qingyunzi was also annoyed, and said angrily: "You say you, Daofeng has been kicked out of my teacher by me, and has nothing to do with my wool. I helped you arrest him for your sake, and you still call me , come, let's fight!"
After finishing speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to go up to fight.
Meng Feng and Xiong Daiwei immediately stepped forward to break up the fight, each of them stopped one.
"Forget it, don't say a few words."
"Fighting hurts peace, so speak up if you have something to say."
Zhang Wusheng was playing with his mobile phone next to him, pretending to ignore him.
If someone knew their identities, their jaws would drop in shock:
Several Taoist masters and masters of one sect, all of them have hands and eyes that reach the sky, and have boundless magic power. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are like immortal figures, and they actually quarrel like ordinary people in the market.
In the end, they reconciled, and a group of old men continued to chase after the clues left by Fu Niao...
Ye Shaoyang looked at the direction where Qing Yunzi disappeared, and had the urge to chase him, but he couldn't.
There are still many things waiting to be done by myself.
"Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye?"
Jiang Lu called out several times before Ye Shaoyang heard it and turned to look at him.
Jiang Lu asked cautiously what to do with the dead.
Although the snake was destroyed in this battle, many people died.
Ye Shaoyang walked behind Jiang Lu, and the crowd separated automatically, revealing a piece of ground, lying on several corpses, all of which were decapitated, and one was completely broken.
A pile of bones and flesh lay slumped on the ground, looking terribly horrific.
Ye Shaoyang went forward to check and found that there was no corpse gas or evil poison, so he asked Jiang Lu to get some lime, sprinkle it on the corpses, and then bury them to avoid accidents.
"There are still a few corpses over there, those college students. The situation is quite special. Please Mr. Ye to take a look..."
Ye Shaoyang came to Director Zhang's tent, glanced at Li Jun who was unconscious on the ground, and the pair of dead men in disheveled clothes.
"Strange, how did these three people come to the same tent?"
Ye Shaoyang was puzzled, even if one person was attacked and the others heard movement nearby, the first thing to do should be to call someone right.
Shi Lei was beside Ye Shaoyang, seeing the tragic death of two students, he sighed, he was the instructor of this internship, but he lost the two students, it is really hard to explain when he goes back.
Jiang Lu comforted her and said, "Professor Shi doesn't need to blame himself, he shouldn't have said something. They asked for this kind of thing to happen. Just look at this phone and you'll know."
Shi Lei took the phone from his hand, looked at it for a while, and remained silent.