Beauty Jianghu

Chapter 31 In the Dragon King’s Cave

When his life was at stake, he saw a middle-aged man walking slowly on the mountain road in the distance.

He saw two Taoist priests pressing down on a man's head and pushing him into the puddle, threatening to drown him. The man kicked his legs wildly, then stepped forward and asked, "What are you doing?"

"It's none of your business."

"You want money and kill people, why don't you do it to me." After that, the man stepped forward. The two Taoist priests refused to let him go, so the middle-aged man flew up and kicked one of them over. Only then did these two people realize how powerful they were. , drew out the long sword with a swipe sound, and followed the incoming person to kill him.

The two Taoist priests were fighting against each other, but they didn't know that this guy was extremely skilled in swordsmanship. Both Taoist priests were no match for him. They were hit by several swords in a row. If they continued fighting, they would be dead.

"Let's go find Master."

The two Taoist priests gave up and ran away. Before they could escape, they did not forget to turn around and shout: "They are heroes. Don't run away. My master will be here soon."

"Hmph, who's afraid of you coming?"

Yang Shucheng was rescued and lay on the ground for a long time before he woke up and turned around. He was still confused and confused for a while before he saw a middle-aged man standing in front of him.

Yang Shucheng looked at it, said "Oh!", got up, and retreated hastily. It's really bitter, just after leaving the tiger's mouth, he enters the wolf's mouth again!

It turned out that the visitor was an acquaintance.

This middle-aged man is Zhen Baixiang.

Zhen Baixiang said: "Why, I saved your life, but you are afraid that I will come."

Yang Shucheng calmed down and realized that he had saved his life, so he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Zhen, for saving your life!"

It turned out that Zhen Baixiang was frightened by the two-faced fairy in the Peach Blossom Valley. She broke out in a cold sweat and turned around to run away. He had learned Taoism and sought immortality all his life, and now the fairy came to warn him. He knew in his heart that he had gone crazy. Thinking of years of hard work and hard work, some achievements, only to be ruined in one fell swoop, I felt depressed and slowly walked down the mountain.

He walked aimlessly in the mountains for a few days, thinking that he had been cultivating for many years and was destroyed. He was so upset that he had no shame in returning to his hometown. He just wandered around in the mountains, and the fire in his heart had been extinguished long ago. .

After walking around for a few days, the fire of death was burning again, and I couldn't control myself again. I wonder where there is a figure in this barren mountain and wild ridge, and I wonder where Fang Buli is at this moment?

The distant water could not quench the near thirst. I remembered that there was a village on the east side of the mountain with nearly a hundred people (that is, the village where Yang Shucheng and his two men lived). I thought that I would try my luck in this village. As the saying goes, a handsome bird flies deep in the mountains, and if his fortunes turn around, he may not be able to do so.

Baixiang in this town had long forgotten the warning from the two-faced fairy and just walked towards the village. After two days of hurried walking, I arrived outside the village. From a distance, I saw two Taoist priests pinning a man into a puddle.

Zhen Baixiang accidentally saved Yang Shucheng, and then thought of the beautiful woman Fang Xiaoli next to him, and asked hurriedly: "Where is your sister?"

Yang Shucheng wanted to save Fang Xiaoli, but thinking that he was alone and weak, he rushed to seek medical treatment. He said: "He was captured by a smelly Taoist priest in this village and was said to be taken to the Dragon King's Cave to sacrifice to the Dragon King." .”

"That's unreasonable. If we go to rescue her, we won't be able to spare these fake Taoist priests."

Yang Shucheng said: "They have a large number of people, and there are a bunch of villagers who are not easy to mess with. I'm afraid they won't be able to win here, but will scare the snake..."

Zhen Baixiang was also calm and said: "You are right. If you fail to save people, you will harm them instead." Looking at the sky, it was almost dark by now, so he said:

"Wait until dark to enter the village."

Zhen Baixiang is a man of pure cultivation, so he is naturally not a reckless person. He was just like a mad cow because he was temporarily obsessed with lust.

The two abandoned the main road and walked into a small forest on the side. Yang Shucheng looked at the sun. Usually he only felt that it was sinking quickly, but now he felt that he was slowly forgetting to go down the mountain. Yang Shucheng was so anxious that he just walked back and forth in the forest.

Nazhen Baixiang was fascinated by Fang Xiaoli's beautiful colors and was concerned about her. She also walked back and forth in the forest, looking up at the sun from time to time. In this way, the two of them didn't speak, just kept their heads down and walked back and forth in a hurry.

After a while, I looked up at the sun. The sun seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for me, delaying its setting on the other side of the mountain. After a long time, I saw the setting sun slowly sinking, but it cast its remaining light on the mountains and ridges, preventing it from getting dark.

The two of them walked back and forth for an unknown number of steps in the dense forest before they saw the birds returning and chirping. Gradually, the mist became blurry and dim, and the sky finally turned dark.

The two men were so impatient that they walked out of the dense forest and quietly walked into the village. There was no one left in the village. Finally, they came across a paralyzed man lying on the ground. The two people hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Where are all the people in the village going?" Already?"

"Everyone has gone to the Dragon King's Cave behind the village to worship the Dragon King."

After the two people found out the way, they ran towards the back of the village, ran out of the village, and came to a mountain road. As expected, there was a stream that was intermittent and continuous beside the mountain road. They ran along the stream towards the mountain. After turning around a dense forest, I saw the light of torches on the mountain in front of me. All the villagers were gathered here, and a dozen Taoist priests stood in front of the Dragon King's Cave.

The two Taoist priests who wanted to drown Yang Shucheng ran back. They did not dare to tell the truth to the master. They only said that they had finished their work and came back.

Fang Xiaoli was tied to the big tree in front of the cave. Her face was pale under the light of the torch, making her even more pitiful. When Zhen Baixiang saw her, she wished she could go forward and rescue her now.

But he couldn't do this. He was afraid that if he tried to take action, not only would he fail to save her, but he would be killed by the smelly Taoist priest first. She would slowly drift away like a flower. Therefore, Zhen Baixiang had to endure it. , looking for opportunities to get off the phone.

Yang Shucheng saw Fang Xiaoli tied to a big tree. He was really pitiful. He wished he had wings on his side and flew over to save her. He asked from time to time: "Senior Zhen, hurry up and save her."

"Don't worry, they still have to hold a sacrificial activity. Fight with these stupid villagers and get in the way. When they finish the sacrificial ceremony, we will see one person kill another. We are saving people and killing shameless people, not killing innocent people indiscriminately. There is no limit to what we can do. Heavenly Lord, you won’t blame me.”

Yang Shucheng saw that Zhen Baixiang did not take action, and he was alone and weak. He had no choice but to wait.

Zhen Baixiang suddenly asked: "Boy, you and your sister don't look alike, have different accents, and they're holding hands all the time. What's your relationship?"

When Yang Shucheng saw what he said, his face turned red. He forced himself to calm down and said after a while: "I went to join the army to join my brother. On the way, I met Fang Xiaoli. She was bullied and we teamed up to fight him off." He and she were homeless, so they followed me to find the officers and soldiers."

"Oh, so that's it." Zhen Baixiang nodded twice, thoughtfully.

Seeing his frown and hesitation on his face, Yang Shucheng said worriedly: "Senior Zhen, you have to save her."

"Don't worry, I will save her."

The villagers lit incense candles at the entrance of the Dragon King's Cave, and smoke filled the air. The sacrifice began. Taoist priest Cheng, whose name is Cheng Jing, was seen walking and fighting, dancing with his long sword, and muttering something. Yang Shucheng didn't care what he was reading, he just listened to him patiently.

After the ceremony, two Taoist priests escorted Fang Xiaoli into the Dragon King Cave. After the sacrifice, the villagers went down the mountain one after another, waiting for water to come out of the Dragon King Cave tomorrow to save the wheat seedlings at the foot of the mountain.

There were no villagers in front of the Dragon King Cave, and the two Taoist priests who entered the cave also came out. Taoist Master Cheng Jing ordered these two disciples to stay at the entrance of the cave to guard the cave while the other disciples went down the mountain.

The mountain wind whistled and the shadows of the trees swayed wildly. After Taoist Master Cheng Jing finished explaining, he walked into the Dragon King Cave with a torch.

After waiting for a while, Zhen Baixiang and the others quietly reached the entrance of the Dragon King's Cave. Before the two Taoist priests could alert themselves, Zhen Baixiang stepped forward and struck each of them with a sword, killing them. Yang Shucheng grabbed a sword and followed Zhen Baixiang into the Dragon King Cave.

Zhen Baixiang and Zhen Baixiang walked towards the Dragon King's Cave with their swords in hand. The cave was dark and they couldn't see their fingers. They moved forward tiptoe, for fear of making any noise and being plotted by Taoist Master Cheng Jing.

Fortunately, the road inside was smoothed by this group of Taoist priests. The two of them touched the cave wall and walked forward without difficulty.

After walking about a mile deep, they saw the light of torches shining in front of them. The two of them hid in a side hole and looked in.

This is a hall, as big as seven or eight houses, with stalactites hanging on the walls, like waterfalls, birds and animals, and dazzling. Under the bright light of the torches stuck around, the brilliance is gorgeous, like precious crystals in the same room. generally.

All I could see was a dragon king standing in front of a stone curtain inside, soaring in the clouds and riding on the mist, showing his teeth and claws, trying to seize people.

Yang Shucheng didn't have time to enjoy the wonderful scenery in the cave. He just went to search for Fang Xiaoli. I saw her tied to a thick stone pillar, unable to escape, with her head lowered, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

At the other end of the cave wall, there is a stone bed covered with quilts. Taoist priest Cheng Jing walked up to Fang Xiaoli and said, "Mei Niu, don't be angry. Don't you believe that I am the Dragon King?"

"Bah!" Fang Xiaoli raised her face and spat at Taoist Master Cheng Jing.

Taoist Master Cheng Jing smiled instead of being angry. He stretched out his hand on his face and wiped the saliva of the beautiful woman into his mouth. He smacked his lips a few times and swallowed it. He said: "The saliva of the beautiful woman is so sweet. Beautiful girl, why don't you come again?" Give me a few bites."

Taoist Master Cheng Jing put his yellow-skinned face in front of Fang Xiaoli's mouth. Fang Xiaoli was tied tightly and could not escape, and her face was red with shame. Taoist priest Cheng Jing saw that her face was like a peach blossom, and his heart became more and more itchy. He salivated and said, "Beautiful girl, just give me a few mouthfuls of sweet saliva."