I kill ghosts and gods with martial arts

Chapter 62 Zhengyangzi

The prosperity of Puhai can be seen in this outer railway station.

This train station runs 24 hours a day, and the sound of whistles can be heard endlessly at twelve o'clock a day, transporting countless people and things to Puhai.A lot of people come in, and rare things go out, and the replacement is the wealth that comes in. It is a place favored by the dragon veins of Zhuxia.

Prosperous and prosperous!Luxembourg!
As the capital of Yunzhou.

The outer circle of Puhai gives Wu Mourning the feeling that there are many people, and there are also many warriors.

Warriors in Yushan are well-known figures at any rate, not to say that they can be seen everywhere, but at this train station, Wu Mourning sensed that there were really as many warriors as dogs, and he even saw a warrior wearing a The figure of a first-class warrior in court uniform passing by in a hurry.

Even knowing that this is a train station.

The dense crowd will bring about the crowd effect of warriors, but Wu Mourning couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

No wonder Zhuxia Wude is so abundant.

All people practice martial arts, great unification, civilization crushing, and the center of the world. These factors are superimposed, and the war potential of Zhuxia is enough to make the empire expand wildly, let alone the two dynasties of Later Song Dynasty and Zhuxia. Expansion of territory, nostalgia and love for the land is engraved in the bones of Zhuxia people.

There are just too many people.

Wu Mourn didn't pay much attention to the complicated and chaotic sight.

With a slap, he blocked a hand that was trying to touch his luggage, but he didn't chase after seeing a little beggar who was running away in a hurry.People around who saw it also heightened their vigilance, covering their backpacks so as not to be emptied by pickpockets.

Wu Mourn didn't delay here.

He just took out his precious banknotes, greeted an idler who was waiting to be dispatched, and asked the local snake to take him to Mr. Mei's rented yard.

Wu Mourn, who came and went in a hurry, didn't notice that there were two people in the corner looking at him from the corner of their eyes.After Wu Mourn left the train station, they deftly walked out through another vermilion gate.

"is it him?"

"It can't be wrong, he is a martial artist who has sensed his blood, don't stare too closely."

"Don't worry, the leopards are already following outside."

A mere third-rate martial artist who only sensed Qi and blood not long ago.

For these martial artists who have seen blood with weapons and often fight, they don't pay attention at all.If it weren't for the fact that Puhai Railway Station is the key jurisdiction area of ​​the imperial court, they can directly do Wu Miao here.

Killing Wu Mourn is not a matter in their eyes.

"Do you want to bring a firearm?"

"...Forget it, Pu Hai had better not use firearms, otherwise he will be in trouble if he gets too big."

The important thing is that if Wu Mourning brings something out of the martial arts hall, it cannot be lost outside, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to the martial arts alliance.What's more, if the group of people who are licking blood at the edge of the knife are not clean and tidy, and they are not thorough enough, they will be thrown away sooner or later.

According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, warriors fight each other.

Do not use firearms unless absolutely necessary.

Because firearms are strictly prohibited from appearing among the people in the temples of Zhuxia, this thing is much more terrifying than practicing martial arts. Even if a person who has not received training at all gets a gun, he can kill first-class warriors in favorable terrain. When I was willing to go out and sit in a convertible car, I was brainstormed by a bullet flying more than 1000 meters away.

Wu Miao, who didn't know that someone was thinking of using bullets to open his mind, had already arrived at a remote courtyard named Qingfeng Xiaozhu according to the address left by Mrs. Mei.

There is a gossip mirror hanging on the gate of this courtyard.

There is a pair of vicious door gods pasted on the door, but there is no common couplet.

Standing at the door is a Taoist priest holding a dust whisk. This Taoist priest is extremely handsome and delicate, with red lips and white teeth, and a face like a crown of jade. An ebony hairpin goes through the lotus crown to tie up his hair mixed with silver threads. At first glance, he looks male and female. It's hard to tell, but if you look closely, you can still tell that it's a man.

A man who is more handsome and beautiful than a woman.

Wu Mourn felt strange, so he looked more at the Taoist priest's throat and chest.

"The guest has a strong martial heart." The Taoist looked at ease and peacefully, although he was asking, but the question from his mouth was a confident statement.

"It's Xin Zhuo, dare to ask, but Master Mei invited you here?"

Wu Dao, who was standing on the path by the door, clasped his hands and asked.

"Yes, Yuheng has been waiting inside for a long time. The poor Taoist name is Zhengyangzi." The Taoist waved his whisk and smiled kindly.

It was only at this time that Wu Mourn noticed that Zheng Yang had a sword on his back.

The whole body of the sword was as red as blood jade, causing Tai'a faint trembling in his hand.

"Yuheng praised Xinzhuo for his bravery. I see Xinzhuo, I have a star in my heart, I am a blood demon, and I have the fate of a star king. It seems that Yuheng has not been able to see the pearl and underestimated Xinzhuo."

This is a Taoist priest with real skills, not that kind of charlatan.

Wu Mourning was also observing the Taoist priest Zhengyangzi.

His blood physique is not strong, at best it is at the level of a healthy person, but it gives Wu Miao a sense of threat like a needle prick, like a river flowing gently, seemingly harmless, but once he gets angry, he will be The flood waves sweeping in all directions!

This person is not walking the path of a warrior!

"Zhengyangzi Daoist praised you absurdly." Even Wu Mourn had a cheeky face, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he was praised by this pretty Taoist priest.

He is really not familiar with the business bragging.

"Go into Xiaozhu, don't let Yuheng and that bald donkey wait."

Zheng Yangzi looked up at the sky and invited Wu Mourn into the yard.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when Wu Mourn entered the yard, he seemed to see Zhengyangzi glance at the path, but there was no one there.

Seeing Wu Mourning looking at him, Zhengyangzi closed the door with a smile, with an indescribably mysterious appearance.

Well, that's how the magic stick plays tricks.

No matter how good-looking this magic stick is, it is still a magic stick.It's a pity that from an aesthetic point of view, Zhengyangzi's hair cut his appearance by a few points, and I don't know why this young Taoist priest has so many white hairs.

It wasn't long before Wu Mourned entered Xiaozhu.

That team of warriors followed closely, they peeped at Xiao Zhu from a distance, and immediately stepped onto the path and rushed over aggressively.

Five minutes passed and they were on the trail.

Five minutes passed and they were on the trail.

Half an hour passed and they were still on the trail.

A small path that can be seen at a glance, but no matter what, these killers panicked, looking at the sun in the sky and screaming that they have seen a ghost.Even if they mobilize their own energy and blood, they still can't get out of this ghostly wall-like path and break this weird and unpredictable illusion.

No matter what you do you will be pulled back onto the trail.

Unknowingly, the sun in the sky seemed to get bigger, scorching them to the ground like dead dogs.

(End of this chapter)