martial law

After a long time, someone whispered: "This person's tone is so crazy, can he do it, is he just bragging?"

"Fart, didn't you see that young hero's ability to save people just now? Leaping more than ten feet, he plunged into the water like an arrow, whether it is lightness or internal strength, they are extremely powerful.

Since he decided to save people, unless he couldn't find where the villain was, he would definitely not return empty-handed.

But you people, Aunt Hua is so pitiful, you don't even want to help, tell that young hero where to find the villain. "

"You are amazing, why don't you say it? Don't say that you are a biscuit Li who walks around the streets all day, don't you know where those people riding white camels live?"

The other retorted and blushed at each other.

It must have been poked at a pain point by the other party, exposing his nature of greed for life and fear of death.

Therefore, some can't get off the stage.

At this time, someone beside him suddenly shouted in surprise: "Do I know who he is?"

"Do you still remember that at the beginning of the year, King Zhao was driven back to Zhongdu, and only three of the four masters under his command came back.

Sha Tongtian, the famous Dragon King of the Ghost Gate on both sides of the Yellow River, was also killed, and the murderer was Lu Guanying.

remember?For a while, Zhongducheng even issued a sea arrest document to apprehend the leader of Taihu Lake.

Boss Jiang and the others said that this was actually a way of venting their anger, and they didn't expect to take anyone. "

"It's him, Aunt Hua, your daughter is saved. That young man also said that he is from the Quanzhen Sect... Think about it, how powerful the Quanzhen Sect is, if a few of them come, don't say yes To deal with some shameless murderers, even the palace would dare to break into it."

At this moment, Aunt Hua finally had some life in her eyes.

Seeing the direction where Yang Lin left, tears fell down suddenly, and he just muttered: "Xiao Cui, Xiao Cui..."

……

Of course Yang Lin would not search for it like a headless chicken.

When he passed an old locust tree at the intersection, he moved his five fingers, and his internal force surged, leaving a triangle with three wavy marks inside.

Then I sat in the teahouse beside me and waited quietly.

After refilling the water twice, just when he was getting impatient, Yang Lin finally got the person to connect.

This is the man he sent out before he came to Mount Zhongnan to keep an eye on all the movements in Zhongdu City.

Of course, there are also many people here in Zhangjiakou.

The soldiers and horses are not moved, the food and grass go first, and the most important thing is information.

Yang Lin believes that since there is a grievance with others, there will inevitably be intersections afterwards.

Some things have to be done first.

The people sent by He Lianshan under his command to rush to the north are not very skilled, but they are all shrewd.

The middle-aged thin man I saw at this time is a shrewd and capable person in the water village, named Lao Xiao, who is good at using a moth to divide the water thorn.

He walked into the teahouse, and when he saw Yang Lin, he immediately bowed down.

Yang Lin winked and told him not to speak, the two walked to a secluded corner and asked about the situation.

……

Soon, Lao Xiao left, and Yang Lin rode alone, continuing to go northwest.

The speed of the horse was very fast, with a distance of twenty miles, it took only half a quarter of an hour to arrive.

From a distance, you can see a few white camels grazing.

A resplendent temple appeared in front of him.

There are countless wind chimes hanging along the temple.

When a gust of wind blows, there will be bells ringing, jingling, very pleasant.

Thus, Yang Lin knew that this was a Tantric temple.

Ever since the Kingdom of Jin and Mongolia fought each other and formed an alliance with each other, Tantric Buddhism has also quietly spread to the territory of the Kingdom of Jin.

It is quite normal for people from White Camel Mountain in the Western Regions to settle here.

That area was originally the dojo of Tantric Buddhism.

Chapter 190: There is no door to hell to break in

Yang Lin got off his horse all the way, and approached on foot.

His lightness kung fu is excellent, and his inner strength is deep, so he groped through the shadows of the forest without attracting the attention of the people in the temple.

Not far away, I heard a suppressed cry from inside.

Others were chattering away.

"This girl, my young master is the most gentle and considerate, as long as you don't disobey him, even if you practice kung fu with you... Afterwards, he will give you some benefits, and he will teach you the supreme knowledge of White Camel Mountain.

Just like my sister, she was originally from a herdsman in the Western Regions, so she was reluctant at first.

However, after I have tasted the benefits, even if I want to be another queen, I still don't want to. "

"That's right, although our young master is a bit extravagant, he still has some kind of affection for every concubine Ji, and there is no shortage of food, clothing and flowers on weekdays.

Even if you serve well, your family members will also be taken care of. Wouldn’t it be better than you wandering around in the market all day long. "

"You dozen or so, it's better not to be too sad, it's not good if you lose your beauty.

I remember that among the group of sisters who were sent to White Camel Mountain with me, two of them were unwilling to live or die at that time, guess what?

In the end, when the young master got angry, he took it as a resource for harvesting.

In less than three days, the dregs of the medicine were harvested, lifeless, like a mummy, you don't want such an ending, do you? "

Several women sang together and were persuading the weeping women.

Don't say it, it's really effective.

As we talked, no one dared to cry any more obviously.

I don't know if I was frightened or moved by what I said.

After all, in the case of being unable to resist, unless one's temperament is strong, one is willing to die.

In the end, you still have to accept your fate. If you don't accept your fate, you will be treated as medicine dregs.

It's terrifying to think about.

On the other hand, there was a young man's voice beside him, interjecting regretfully, "Oh, this is treated as medicine dregs? If it is given to our family's ginseng immortal, no matter how much it is harvested, it will have to live a good life for half a year. of.

Your White Camel Mountain's double cultivation technique is too bad, it's not as good as Sanxian's old man.

You see, he is 80 or 30 years old, and his face is still red now, as if he was [-] or [-] years old. From this, we can see how powerful his dual cultivation skills are..."

"It turns out that besides Ouyang Ke from White Camel Mountain who is looking for beautiful women to act as concubines for fun, there is also the old monster Liang Ziweng who is looking for young girls to practice immortality skills..."

Yang Lin was furious when he heard it, and impatiently listened to the information, so he walked in with his sword in hand.

But then I heard a slightly anxious whisper: "The amount should be enough. The elder said that our affairs must not be exposed. It is too much attention now, so let's go here first."

"Don't worry, no one will suspect you, King Zhao, we will ask you to go and say a few words. Tell Elder Peng, it's very easy."

"That's fine, that's fine."

As the voice spoke, he bowed and bowed in gratitude to leave.

"I don't think so." Yang Lin walked to the door, stretched out his hand to press the door, and vomited his inner strength.

The door slammed as if it had been hit by a shovel, it shattered into pieces with a bang, and collapsed towards the inside.

"Who?"

"Bold, dare to follow up, it is really a dead end."

Seven or eight coquettish shouts, mixed with angry obscenities, were sprayed over the head and face.

They thought that those who came were those young knights who did not know the heights of the sky and the earth.

Yang Lin didn't answer, but just drew his sword out of its sheath and slanted it.

One style Hushuang thousands of miles, the sword goes with you, the intention is to put the sword first.

At first, the four women in men's attire holding bells and long ropes, long swords and short knives fell down on the spot without making a sound, with blood gushing from their throats.

He listened outside the door for a while, and got a general idea of ​​everyone's location, and he didn't want to hurt those poor women.

It is even more unforgiving to use the sword at this time.

Whether it's a hidden weapon or a sword, he can't be seen at all.

After being turned around in the main hall of the temple, he basically killed them all.

There were also two lamas who, taking advantage of Yang Lin's attack, stepped forward with their weapons raised, and were beheaded by Yang Lin casually.

Apart from twelve younger women in shabby clothes, there were only two stunned young men with patches on their clothes.

"I beg the Quanzhen sect's grandfather to spare your life. We just came here to beg for food. We don't know what happened here."

A clever little young man fell to his knees with a plop, begging for mercy.

He has good eyesight, and he can see that Yang Lin's moves are Quanzhen swordsmanship.

The other followed suit and kowtowed vigorously.

There is one advantage of having good eyesight and seeing the situation quickly, that is, never provoking the strong, especially these two are beggars, and they know the truth that if they can't beat others, they have to be grandsons.

"The members of the Beggar Gang are still disciples of the Four Bags, and their status is not low.

Looking at your bright clothes, just a few random patches, it must be from the clean clothes school.

What did you say earlier?The matter of helping these people to rob women was arranged by you Elder Peng. You want to take advantage of King Jin's mansion, right? "

"No, we didn't say that."

The two looked at each other, both feeling that a catastrophe was imminent.

Without even thinking about it, he rolled over and got up and ran.

"Can you run?"

Yang Lin didn't even look back, and swept his sword across.

The sword light swept across the knees of the two of them like a practice.

bang...

The two of them clutched their broken legs and fell to the ground, howling continuously.

Yang Lin grabbed the skinny young man and asked coldly, "Tell me, where is your elder? How did you find him?"

"I...I don't know."

The young man struggled to speak, his eyes full of fear, even the pain of a broken leg did not make him betray.

Maybe, he didn't dare to face the gang rules.

"I don't know anything, what are you doing here?"

Yang Lin shook his head, exerted a little force with his fingers, and broke his throat.

puff……

A bad smell appeared.

Yang Lin took a quick look, and found another fat beggar from the Clean Clothes School, his trousers were already wet, and his feces and urine were flowing profusely.

Seeing that Yang Lin's attention was on him, this person immediately collapsed, "Ah...don't kill me, don't kill me, Elder Peng will drink afternoon tea in Xinyue Tower every day at this time, listen to help Some news from the Central Beijing West Sub-Helm newspaper."

"The answer is very straightforward, then you are useless."

With a flash of Yang Lin's sword, he cut off his throat.

Since he dared to help Jin Guo, and helped Ouyang Ke, Liang Ziweng and the others step up and rob women, he must be damned.

The most important thing is that these two people are so disgusting that they are incontinent at every turn, challenging the limit of the human body's sense of smell.

Yang Lin felt that it was necessary for him not to let such people stay in the world and waste food.

"Crescent Building? The name sounds nice, it must be an elegant place. It's quite enjoyable for a beggar leader to work in this kind of place."

After killing these people, the captive women were obviously also frightened, and broke into mourning and crying again.