Dark stairways are always disconcerting, because it is impossible to predict whether there is a deadly danger lurking around a corner. I walked slowly up against the wall, and the sword box on my back felt more and more heavy, not only because of its weight, but also because of the mission I was carrying.
I walked up the stairs step by step in shock, and I didn't see anything different when I reached the faculty dormitory on the third floor. A hazy light appeared above his head, and the people on the roof seemed to be opening, and Wen Fu was indeed here. Focusing my attention above, as I cautiously stepped up the stairs leading to the roof, I caught a glimpse of a figure from the next room out of the corner of my eye. Before I could react, I heard the disgusting voice: "Put your hands up, don't give me an excuse to shoot."
I raised my hands obediently and turned slowly, facing the person who was speaking to me. With the help of the weak moonlight, Wen Fu's simple and honest face came into view, but at this moment I felt that his face was three-pointed, because he was pointing a police gun at me.
"You're too cautious." I slowly put down my hand and said disdainfully, "Actually, you don't need to scare me with a fake gun, I can't beat you anyway."
He shook the pistol and asked suspiciously, "How do you know it's fake?"
"You've been suspended, where's the police gun? If you have an AK47, you might be able to scare me."
"Since you're so smart, you should know that doing any small action is not good for you." He threw the fake gun aside, and took out a switch knife from his trousers pocket, "Hand over the holy sword, now! "
I stared at him cautiously, and slowly removed the sword case and opened it towards him. The faint moonlight sprinkled on the ancient sword, reflecting a dim light. Even though the corridor was extremely dim, it was barely possible to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.
He pointed the switchblade at me and ordered, "Put the holy sword on the ground, then turn around and walk ten steps forward."
I quickly closed the sword box, put my back on my back, and said sternly, "You have seen the sword you want, but the person I want has not yet appeared."
"That girl is in the room behind you, you can take her away with your holy sword." He pointed to the room where Teacher Lu lived before his death with a switchblade.
"I have to check first." I stepped back, not taking my eyes off him for a moment.
"Don't try to play tricks, it won't do you any good," he said viciously, moving forward with my footsteps.
I pushed to the door of the room and twisted the handle lightly. The door was unlocked and could be easily opened. However, when I pushed the door open and glanced inside, I saw a figure shaking out of the corner of my eye. When he turned his head, Wen Fu was already in front of me, and the sharp blade in his hand stabbed straight into my chest.
As I felt the pain in my chest, his huge, grizzly-bear-like body had already thrown me down. When I fell to the ground, I could hear the sound of my internal organs being crushed. This dead fat man is too heavy, at least 100 kilograms, and I can't breathe.
After he pounced on me, he quickly got up and sat on top of me, cut the strap of the sword case with a switchblade, and snatched the sword case. He looked at the sharp blade in his hand: "Oh, there was no blood in this knife just now!"
I suddenly remembered Master Mu's coin. The knife just now should have just stabbed on the coin. Could it be that Master Mu didn't know the prophet, he knew that I would suffer this knife, so he gave me coins? But the coin may be mine once, but it may not save my life.
Wen Fu held a knife in his back, and raised his hand to open a hole in my neck to bleed. My body was pressed by him, I couldn't move half a minute, and it was impossible to dodge. I just wanted his movements to be quicker and let me die happily.
However, when I closed my eyes and waited for death to come, I heard a coquettish shout, and the weight on my body disappeared. Opening his eyes, he saw that Wen Fu had rolled aside. Before I could figure out what was going on, a white arm had pulled me up.
"Isn't it dead yet? Dead cripple." A familiar voice came to his ears, and his long-awaited soft face also came into his eyes - it was Zhen Zhen.
"Fortunately, the bones shouldn't be broken." I quickly hid behind her.
Wen Fu got up in a panic, his switchblade didn't know where he went, he held the sword box firmly in both hands and looked at us, his voice was cold and calm: "I knew you would have backup, but it doesn't matter, anyway, the holy sword It is already in my hand." He quickly opened the sword box, took out Kun He, held the sword box in one hand, and pointed at us with the sword in the other, "I think you should be very clear about the consequences of being injured by the holy sword. If you don't want to die, put your hands up and turn around to face the wall."
"We won't be so stupid, won't we just wait for the knife?" Zhen Zhen took out the telescopic baton and took a fighting stance.
"Yo, isn't this the female Sanda champion of our police force?" Wen Fu smiled slyly, "Maybe I may not be able to beat you, but you may not be able to keep the trash behind you." He said slowly Move sideways toward the stairs.
Zhen Zhen Xian Rang didn't want to let him escape, but he was too taboo to act rashly, so he could only watch him disappear into the dark stairs.
After Wen Fu left, Zhen Zhen immediately ran to the window to watch, and after a while, she turned around and said to me, "He went around the back of the school, can you still walk? We have to chase after him immediately."
"It's okay to walk, but it's better to have someone help me." In fact, I was just pressed by Wen Fu just now, and I can recover after a short rest. But since he fell out with her at noon, he pretended to be hurt to avoid embarrassment.
"He's right, you crippled cripple is a piece of trash." Although she didn't say anything nice, she still came to help me with concern. It feels good to have someone who cares.
As I descended the stairs, I asked her how she knew I was in the school building? Wen Fu should have been hiding on the top of the building and asked me to go upstairs after making sure everyone supported me. If she had been following me like yesterday, Wen Fu would have found her.
She replied, "Master Mu told me."
It turned out that after getting rid of Durian and others, she also returned to the conspiracy team, and learned from the boss that I would come to Wangcun alone to trade with Wenfu. She knew that Wen Fu was bound to cheat, and planned to come and help me. But my phone was still in the office, so she couldn't get in touch with me when she arrived.
She originally thought that Wangcun was a place the size of a slap, and she should be able to find me if she wandered around. But when she was about to find me, she received a call from Master Mu, telling her to hold still, so as not to be discovered by Wen Fu that something was wrong. She obeyed Master Mu's instructions and hid in a random place, only to rush over to save me when she knew that he had called again just now to inform her of the location.
After listening to her words, I couldn't help being in awe of Master Mu, and said: "He is also too powerful. Not only did he predict that I would be stabbed and give me coins to save my life, but he could also calculate my position. A fortune teller is simply a major loss to the metaphysical world."
"He was originally a god of the gods." Zhen Zhen still seemed to have a grudge at noon, so she didn't have a good word for me. Even so, she carefully supported me to avoid touching my so-called wound.
We took a detour to the back of the teaching building, Wen Fu had long since disappeared, but this road should have nowhere to go except to the collapsed bomb shelter. So we moved on and hoped that he wouldn't go too far.
When he came to the fish pond outside the air-raid shelter, although Wen Fu had not yet been found, he could vaguely see light in the depths of the woods ahead, and the dead fat man might be hiding in the woods.
Walking into the gloomy woods, a sense of unease followed, as if behind every lush tree, there was a wicked man who would jump out at any time and tear us to shreds. Although fear surged in my heart, it didn't make me want to back down, because I had to rescue Jian Hua, even if I had to lose my life for this, so I must not back down.
With the help of Zhen Zhen, I stepped into the depths of the woods, the darkness was gradually dispelled by the flickering candlelight, and what appeared in front of me was a spacious open space in the woods. Hundreds of large candles were inserted in the open space, and a powerful magic circle was painted.
The array is divided into three layers: the inner layer, the outer layer, and the outer layer. The four mythical animal pennants, namely Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, are inserted in the outer layer. The middle layer has symbols representing gossip on the ground.
In addition to these, there are candles all over the circle, and many strange symbols I have never seen before. What touched my nerves the most was the girl lying in the center of the circle—Xianjianhua.
I was stunned for a moment at the sight in front of me, then I broke free from Zhen Zhen's support, trying to rush into the magic circle to save Jianhua from danger. However, as soon as I stepped into the magic circle, there was a fat figure standing in front of me, Wen Fu holding the ancient sword Kunhe!
Wen Fu had a ferocious look on his face, and said fiercely at me: "Heaven has a way, you don't go, but hell has no door, but you break in. Since you have to come and die, I will fulfill you!" I am close.
Zhen Zhen took out the baton and rushed to my side, I immediately gave her a wink, motioned her to stop, put on a smiling face and said to Wen Fu, "Yo, Officer Wang, don't be impulsive, I just have a few questions. I understand, I came here to ask you a question."
Wen Fu looked at his watch and smiled slyly: "Before I send you to Huangquan Road, I still have a little time to accompany you to say a few words. If you have anything you want to ask, just ask quickly, or you will have to go to the underworld and ask King Yama. ."
"Okay, okay," I nodded, gently pushed Zhen Zhen away, and took a step forward, "I don't want to ask much, just three things. The first thing, you do your best to serve the Chishen Sect. Even if you give up your bright future, what benefits will you get in the end? Is it money, fame, or status?"
"It's immortality!" His small eyes suddenly widened and gleamed with excitement, "The so-called fame and fortune of you ordinary people are simply worthless in front of eternal life."
He was right, to have eternal life is to have unlimited time, and the fame and fortune in the world, as long as you are willing to spend time for it, you can get it all in your pocket sooner or later. However, although immortality is tempting, there are also more important things, such as family.
Therefore, my second question is: "You want to exchange the ancient sword for immortality. Even if you take it, you have to give me back the little sister behind you! Anyway, you are so handsome, and after you get immortality, you have unlimited time to pick up girls. , this little sister is not beautiful, why do you have to keep her?"
"Hehe..." He showed a strange smile, "She is not an ordinary little girl. Without her, the Holy Master cannot be resurrected. So I have to accept the Holy Sword, and no one can return it to you."
"Anayi needs to rely on Jianhua to revive?" I whispered, and then I remembered that Anayi had ordered Jianhua to be hunted down two years ago.
At that time, Anaiyi was likely to reach some kind of agreement with Xiaoxiang, so she temporarily let go of Jianhua. At this moment, maybe the agreement has expired, or maybe he has turned against Xiao Xiang, it is understandable to kill Jian Hua again. However, Jianhua is just a little girl, how could it be the key to Anayi's primordial spirit
While this question confuses me, at the moment I want to know another question: "Who is the man behind your back?"
He was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to speak, a burst of applause sounded, and then he heard a vicissitudes of life but a loud voice: "You are much smarter than I thought, no wonder you can ruin my big thing before."
I followed the sound and found a hunchbacked old man in a red robe holding a sword box walking out from behind an uncle. When the other party entered the range of candlelight, I couldn't help shouting: "It's actually you!"
As for the mastermind behind the scenes, I have countless hypotheses. It may be the holy master of the Chishen Sect, Anaiyi. I even assumed that Wu Wei and his wife did not die in the collapse of the air-raid shelter. Principal Wang!
"How is that possible? Why is it you?" I couldn't believe my eyes.
Principal Wang looks much older than before, but his eyes are still bright. He walked slowly to Jian Hua, coughed a few times, and then ordered Wen Fu: "The hour is coming, get rid of them quickly, so as not to miss the hour."
"Wait, wait," I hurriedly waved my hand and shouted, "you only have two swords of three talents, and even if we don't stop it, you will not be able to bring back the spirit of the scorpion!"
"There are only two holy swords, and of course the Holy Master cannot be resurrected." Principal Wang slowly opened the sword box, carefully took out Ren Xiao, who was broken in two, and placed it on Jian Hua's left side. Then he went around to the other side, stretched his hand to the back of his neck, and suddenly pulled out a burlap bag, "Actually, I'm not Luo Guo, I just don't worry about putting the holy sword somewhere else, so I had to cut it off and hide it on my back."
After saying that, he opened the cloth bag, took out the sword of Heavenly Dao "Qianji" which was broken into three pieces, and placed it on the ground on the right side of Jianhua.
Wen Fu grinned and walked to less than three meters away from me, looked at his watch, and said, "I don't have much time to play with you. If you have anything else to ask, just ask King Yama!" Look at me and chop over.
Zhen Zhen jumped out from behind me, blocked between me and Wen Fu, and blocked the sword with a baton.
Although the Kunhe Ancient Sword has the terrifying power of dying at the sight of blood, after all, after thousands of years, the blade has long lost its sharpness, and it cannot cut off the baton. If the opponent swings the sword and slashes randomly, Zhen Zhen can barely protect her body with this. However, as the head of the cold weapon, the sword has many dexterous uses in addition to cutting, and jab is one of them.
The fat Wen Fu may be more sluggish than Zhen Zhen, but his brain is not sluggish, he was blocked by the baton several times, and immediately switched to jab attack, forcing Zhen Zhen to retreat one after another. Although I wanted to step up to help, I couldn't help but not be good at punching and kicking. If she insisted on inserting a leg, not only would it not be able to help Zhen Zhen, but instead it would become a burden.
Seeing that Zhen Zhen was about to be overwhelmed, just as she was so anxious about this, a strong and strange fragrance penetrated into her nostrils, and she heard a familiar voice from behind: "We finally arrived in time."