All Heavens: From Divine Sculpture to Fantasy

When Yang Guo heard this, he called him an expert. It was obvious that he could directly kill people to eliminate disasters, but the Quanzhen Sect also gave two yellow talismans. It was really kind.

The two senior brothers also introduced a series of deception methods such as bounties, security guards and methods, fortune telling and magic tricks, etc. If it didn't work, there was also a job of robbing the rich and giving to the poor.

In troubled times, there is no shortage of bandits. Bandits rob, Quanzhen sect robs robbers, and gains both fame and fortune.

While chatting, a few people unknowingly came to the town below. According to the purchase list, after some haggling, they saved fifty-three taels of silver.

The two senior brothers were allocated twenty taels of silver each, while Yang Guo was allocated thirteen taels. Because he was young and had no special needs, he received less money.

This is a rule. Anyone who sees it has a share, and everyone takes money to ensure that no one will inform on them. If something happens, no one can run away. Zhao Zhijing's people escorted the goods up the mountain in a mighty manner. Some goods moved slowly.

So can do some indescribable things. Yang Guo was about to go back when he was suddenly pulled by two senior brothers.

"Junior brother, don't be anxious. Senior brother will take you to have some fun?"

Yang Guo looked at the malicious smiles of his two senior brothers and already guessed something. During the Song Dynasty, trade was free. Although the Song Dynasty was extremely weak, people already had a rich nightlife, and there were countless night markets.

Especially at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, many people gathered. There were also singing and dancing in dog meat restaurants and brothels. It was getting late and people were carefree and happy.

The Quanzhen Sect has clear rules and precepts, but you must abide by your duties in Chongyang Palace, but there is no need to be tense after you come out.

Chongyang Palace forbids drinking alcohol and eating meat, but Qiu Chuji didn't listen. Thirty or forty years ago, it was well known that he had a drinking contest with the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan. To put it bluntly, the Seven Quanzhen Sons of Chongyang Palace are the eldest. Do they set rules to control themselves?

Therefore, when the disciples went down the mountain, they drank wine and ate meat just like the Jianghu people. Yang Guo pretended not to know anything, and the senior brothers laughed and brought Yang over to Yihongyuan.

Yang Guo said no, but he was very honest. He followed a few people and walked in. He ordered a private room without changing his clothes. When the madam saw that the Taoist priest not only did not refuse, he greeted him warmly. It seemed that this was not his first time here. .

In the wine pond and the meat forest, Brother Wu stretched his head into the two snow-white soft peaks like a pervert, while Brother Li looked like a starving ghost reincarnated, a lean man devouring meat and drinking from a large bowl.

"Do you like this little real person? It's your first time here. I don't know what your taste is. From the green apples of thirteen or fourteen years old to the mature charm of forty or fifty years old, even the rumored Yangzhou thin horse, as long as you are willing to spend money."

Yang Guo refused directly. He was born with the pure yang body of a boy and practiced peerless martial arts. If the boy body was broken, many peerless martial arts would not be practiced.

So he chose to watch it, just like he used to watch action movies with learning materials on the computer.

Not to mention being there is more interesting and real than watching flowers in the smoke, but Yang Guo didn't react, and there was really no reaction below. A second-rate warrior can already control most of the blood circulation in the body, so he can suppress his desires.

While Yang Guo was enjoying himself, he took a sip of strong wine and heard a strange fragrance. This was not the aphrodisiac red sleeve trick of Yihongyuan, but came from within his body. The detoxification power in Yang Guo's body began to detoxify on its own. Yang Guo Yelling, the wine is poisonous.

Senior Brother Li did not respond, but Senior Brother Wu had already come to his senses. Before he could even lift his pants, there was a muffled sound, and several darts penetrated the window and shot towards the two of them.

Yang Guo's long sword was activated instantly. The sword flashed with cold light. The sword moved like a snake and split several darts directly. There was a loud click. The front door and the back window shattered at the same time. Two black shadows attacked from the front and back. The target of the black shadow behind was not Yang Guo. , but Senior Brother Wu.

Senior Brother Wu didn't expect someone to attack him from behind. He started to fight without lifting his pants. He was careless. As a result, he blocked the way with his long sword and the evil tiger. He took Qinglong to get water. Senior Brother Wu couldn't rest in peace because his feet were caught by his pants. He came with his bare buttocks. Just walking on the butt can be regarded as a beginning and an end.

After Senior Brother Wu died with his eyes closed, the two men in black began to besiege Yang Guo. Yang Guo knew that this was not the place to do anything, so they only struck a few blows, then jumped out of the window and fled, heading towards the wild mountains and forests at high speed.

The three of them chased Yang Guo, relying on their subtle steps to dodge the hidden weapons coming from behind.

"Trash Zhao Zhijing, don't think that I don't know that you, the bitch, is secretly attacking you from behind. Do you want to suck out the air and suffocate me to death with a concealed weapon? If you can't even aim, go back to your mother's arms. Go and nurse."

As Yang Guo spoke, he was talking wildly.

The man in black behind became furious and stepped up his pace to continue chasing. But no matter how hard he tried, he was still three feet away from Yang Guo, making it difficult to get close.

As the pursuit progressed, the difference in light skills between the three men immediately became apparent. One of the men in black was so fat that he couldn't run fast at all. He was left behind by Yang Guo and Yang Guo before he even left the town. Yang Guo could confirm that one of the men in black was Zhao Zhijing.

then. Seeing that his apprentice had no chance of catching up with Yang Guo, Zhao Zhijing decided to fight alone, and then asked him to deal with the bodies of the two Quanzhen disciples.

The death of two people cannot be in vain. The best way is to put the blame on Yang Guo, otherwise the Quanzhen Sect will definitely get to the bottom of it. Besides, Yang Guo is Guo Jing's nephew and something happened to him inexplicably. That would be terrible. If They are pretending to be brothers who attack each other for the sake of greedy and unfair distribution of stolen money. Then the three of them will die. It is reasonable that no one will pursue it, at least it can be passed on the surface.

Zhao Zhijing thought about such a seamless plan and almost laughed out loud. After he walked a few miles, Yang Guo in front finally slowed down. Zhao Zhijin and Yang Guo closed the distance. Instead, he did not fire a hidden weapon to avoid Yang Guo immediately. Instead, he was trying to play cat and mouse, letting Yang Guo feel the pain and fear that was killing him.

The wishful thinking in Zhao Zhijin's heart was rattling, and the beads were about to fall into Yang Guo's face.

But Yang Guo suddenly stopped under a big tree. Then he turned around and looked at the masked man with a smile.

"Zhao Zhijin, you don't have to pretend. I can smell your stench like a dead pig from ten feet away."

After hearing this, the man in black slowly took off his mask, and it was Zhao Zhijing.

"You little beast, you have such a loud tone. Today I will let you know how powerful I am. You will be unable to survive or die in a short time."

"Zhao Zhijing, Zhao Zhijing, haven't you heard of this sentence?"

"What are you saying? If it's your last words, I don't mind appreciating them. If it's your begging for mercy, I can even listen to them."

"High-end hunters often appear in the form of prey."