Rustle…
In the courtyard, the branches of an old tree swayed gently. Two warriors walked by the eaves and talked in a low voice. Then they knocked on the door and went in.
On the wall of another house, a man in a blue scholar's robe was holding a moon hanging upside down in his hand and clasped behind his back. He looked down at two figures walking by the eaves over there and knocked on the door to go in.
The wind blew, and the hem of the robe and sleeves fluttered. The next second, the figure disappeared from the top of the wall, landed silently in the courtyard, and walked towards a row of houses in the courtyard.
"The door is locked."
The Toad Taoist jumped out from his sleeve, raised his toad face and looked at the copper-locked door, his frog mouth twitched... Damn it, he even used my forbidden magic.
At this moment, footsteps were heard behind me.
"Who are you?"
Lu Liangsheng turned his face slightly to the side with his eyes slanted. In his peripheral vision, he saw a warrior holding a lantern standing there. The other party was about to shout, but the scholar flicked his sleeves back and the sleeping spell from "Nan Shui Shi Yi" enveloped him.
The other person opened his mouth, and the sound cut off from his throat. The whole person staggered a few times and fell to the ground with a bang.
"The gatehouse is guarded by warriors. It seems that this is the base of the Fire Prayer Cult."
After saying that, Lu Liangsheng just startled everyone out. He shook his right hand, and the Yuelong Sword made a long "clang" sound, rushed out of the scabbard, and his wide sleeves fluttered, and the scholar grasped the hilt of the sword.
After cutting through the copper lock, the magic power that was invisible to the naked eye suddenly broke off!
Bang!
Sparks jumped up, the copper lock broke and rolled to the ground. The toad smacked his lips, jumped onto the threshold, and followed his apprentice in.
Ding ding dong…
The room was dark, and the sound of the iron chain being dragged could be heard. Lu Liangsheng took out a fire starter, blew on the spark, and shook it. A bean-sized flame started burning.
The dim firelight illuminated the room, and his pupils shrank instantly. Even the eyes of the Toad Taoist who climbed over the threshold, slowly lowered his short legs and landed on the ground twitched.
Ding-Dang... The iron chain swayed, nailed to the wall, and extended downwards. The other end was stretched straight and tied around the neck of a disheveled woman, leaving red marks. Through the gaps in her messy hair, the woman looked at the scholar holding the torch with a look of fear in her eyes, kicked the ground with her naked feet, and leaned towards the wall in panic.
With a crying voice, he shook his head vigorously.
"... Don't... Don't come over here... Please let me go back... My husband and children are waiting for me to go back home."
The woman with a crying voice wanted to kowtow, but the stretched iron chain prevented her from moving. She was the only one who could still speak. There were several other women next to her, dressed in rags and covered in dirt. They sat on the ground with numb expressions, looking at Lu Liangsheng, sobbing and shaking their broken bowls towards him, wanting food.
There was also a woman, skinny as a stick, leaning against the corner. She turned her face with difficulty. Her energy and spirit had long been drained away. She was dying and her dry lips moved.
“… these people.”
Lu Liangsheng struggled to squeeze out a sound from between his teeth, his fingers gripping the hilt of the sword turned white.
His cheeks swelled, and the sword hummed softly, emitting a cold light. There were even several bangs in the air, sparks flashed, and the chains tied around the woman's neck broke and fell off.
The four women, who had originally looked numb, suddenly had a glimmer of life in their eyes. The crying woman, regardless of her exposed body, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the scholar.
"Wait a minute."
Lu Liangsheng glanced away, not looking at the other person, and quickly walked to the corner and stretched out two fingers to press on the forehead of the dying woman, trying his best to use his magic power to relieve the other person's pain so that she would have some strength to hold on until she could go out.
Taking his hand back, the scholar tilted his head to look at the women, his thin lips slightly parted.
"Take her with you... and try to get as far away as possible."
at the same time.
In the two houses in the backyard, someone stood up and looked at the two warriors who entered the house.
"A monk appeared in the city? When did he enter the city?"
“… I should have just entered the city, but that person suddenly locked onto me with his aura.”
"Will you feel wrong? The other party is not targeting you."
"Humph, it's not targeting him, it may be targeting all of us!"
There were five people in the room. Apart from the two warriors who had just come in, the other three were wearing black robes, holding red-headed staffs and swords in their hands. After asking their subordinates, they were about to walk out of the room when one of them suddenly turned ugly.
"Oh no, the ban has been broken..."
The other two monks who had already left the room turned around and looked at him.
"Where?"
"The room where the women are kept..."
"Walk!"
The three men stepped down and their bodies sank and floated. In a blink of an eye, they had passed several feet. The Fire Prayer Sect believers from the surrounding houses rushed out with swords and weapons. There were more than twenty of them. They followed the three figures in front and surrounded the house not far away.
The footsteps were disorderly and the swords clanged against each other.
"In that room!" "Surround the room so that the three fire-wielding masters can kill the newcomers!"
"Damn it, who is that person? How dare he come here—"
"Never mind, I'll kill him when he comes out!"
Amid the noisy shouting of the Outlaws warriors, three monks, each holding a magic weapon, approached the door and windows, looked into the dark house, and glanced at each other.
“It’s right inside!”
One of them said something, and another voice shouted: "Go!"
boom!
The moment the word "up" fell, a loud noise was heard, the wall shook and bulged outward, bricks and stones burst and flew in all directions, hitting the surrounding outlaws, causing them to fall to the ground.
On the opposite side, three monks took out their magic weapons to block the broken bricks that were raining down like raindrops. The next second, the window frame exploded and a long sword came flying over. One of the monks hurriedly used his magic power to resist, and the tip of the sword pierced the air with a bang. The air rippled at the moment, and the person and the red-headed staff in his hand were taken away.
The tip of the sword broke through the magic barrier and pierced into the flesh with a "puff", nailing the monk to a tree in the yard.
Around them, more than twenty outlaws were so scared that they crawled away. The two remaining monks looked at their companions hanging on the tree, their faces turned extremely ugly, they turned their heads, looked at the broken house, and swallowed their saliva.
Boom…
The broken bricks rolled down from the broken wall, irritating everyone's nerves. After a moment, voices were heard from inside.
"I came here originally just to ask about one thing..."
A calm voice was heard along with a figure in a green robe and a coat slowly walking out.
“… But now, there’s one more thing to do.”
The figure walked out of the gap, Lu Liangsheng opened his eyes, stopped speaking, and waved his sleeves.
—A gamble!
Dozens of copper coins flew out from his sleeves, making a clattering sound. Around him, someone shouted, "Be careful of hidden weapons—"
“It’s just a trivial matter… ah!” “My knees!!”
Puff puff puff…
The scattered copper coins did not fall to the ground, but instead flew towards more than 20 figures around, tearing cloth and flesh, and penetrating into thighs, knees, and elbow joints, bursting into balls of blood.
The surrounding outlaws rolled on the ground, hugging their knees, thighs, and arms, wailing miserably. Their meridians were severed, their joints were broken, and even if they were still alive, they had become disabled.
The copper coins rushed out of the human body, tinkling to the ground with some debris and blood stains, rolling and quickly gathering around the scholar, forming a magic circle.
"You two are from the Fire Praying Sect, right?"
Lu Liangsheng looked across at the two Fire Praying Sect monks who were still standing in the courtyard. They looked at each other, turned around, cast a spell, climbed onto the roof, and fled out of the house.
The Toad Taoist rushed out of the dilapidated house and lay on his apprentice's trouser legs: "Liangsheng, chase him!"
"Um."
Lu Liangsheng didn't even look at the mortal warriors wailing around him. He reached out and grabbed Yue Long, pulling her out from the corpse and returning her to the scholar's hand.
"Master, hold on tight."
After saying that, he jumped to the roof, his feet touched the tiles, and the moment the dust and fallen leaves on the roof flew away, the tiles around him burst open with a loud bang.
The air was shaking and exploding.
Lu Liangsheng followed the two men closely.
…
The lanterns were hanging long, and the bustling streets gradually showed signs of being deserted.
"Brother, hurry up. It's a rare opportunity for father and uncle to go out and see the night market..."
"It's you, not me."
Among the crowd, two figures, one big and one small, looked around. Occasionally, when they saw something rare, the young man would inevitably take out his wallet and buy it.
"Brother, what does a brothel look like? Why don't you take me to have a look? I won't tease you in the future."
The two men were the brothers Yang Yong and Yang Guang who had sneaked out of the house.