Happy Travels [Smiling Proudly]

It was Dongfang Bubai's second time to see the peak of Songshan Mountain. At that time, the mountain road was cleaned up all the way up the mountain. Every few miles, there was a gazebo, and tea and snacks were prepared during the journey.

But now, on the winding and straight path, gravel and fallen leaves are covered, even if the footwork is deep, it is unavoidable to rustle.

The mountain was pitch-black, and the group of people went up to the peak without lighting the lights. They were afraid of attracting people's attention and scaring the snakes. They only used the moonlight that occasionally showed their faces among the dark clouds to find out the way.

The sound of the water in front was like thunder, and one knew that the two waterfalls hanging side by side on the cliff at that time were rushing down thousands of miles.

Bai Lian, flying straight down, set off countless pearls, reflecting the moonlight, and the stars are like fireflies in the mountain stream, but they are fleeting.

A group of people went up the peak from the side of the waterfall with a light car, and the mountain road became more and more dangerous.

The leading samurai said lightly: "The front is Tieliang Ridge."

To the left of Tieliang Ridge is a deep abyss, but to the right there are many strange rocks, which is indeed an excellent place to ambush and set up danger.

Lord Xiao Tan took the lead, staring closely at the chaotic rocks.In the meantime, the boulders are messy and layered on top of each other. Few of the stone surfaces are reflected by the white pearls, but they make the surrounding shadows look more gloomy, like ghosts.

The mountain road is not wide, everyone is cautious, Dongfang Bubai has never detected that there are thieves lurking around, the surrounding is quiet, only the buzzing of insects.

A group of people walked lightly, lowered their bodies, and showed their weapons in one hand, moving forward slowly, waiting for the opportunity to move.

When the leader of Xiao Tan passed through safely, Dongfang Bubai still stood still in place. She turned her head to look west, and there were mountains blocking the mountain stream. She wished she could penetrate those peaks and locked her sight tightly on the man.He secretly exhaled, and thought: Xiaobai's place should be fine...

Staying for a while, looking at the people waiting in front of him, he wanted to step forward, but he stopped abruptly, turned his head to the right, and cast a gloomy glance into the dark shadow, then instantly moved to Xiao Tanzhu's body side.

In the shadows, a palm was pinched on the boulder, and a silver needle was hit in the middle of it. The blood overflowed and dripped down the back of the hand to the grass leaves.

The buzzing of insects stopped suddenly.

Up to the top of the peak, there was no one in sight for a moment. Looking from the white marble stone workshop on the high steps, there was no light at all in the gates and houses of the Songshan School.

Although the Songshan School has declined and split up, all disciples will not disappear overnight, not to mention at the foot of Songshan Mountain, Dongfang Bubai has someone set up a secret sentry, if someone goes down the peak, how can they not know.

Such a situation can't help but feel weird and unusual.

Altar Master Xiao glanced around, and when he came to Dongfang Bubai, he bent down and cupped his fists and said, "Master, do you want to..."

"Search!"

Master Xiao Tan took the order and ordered his subordinates to search inside. Only then did the warriors in black and masked light up the torches. Nearly forty warriors held the torches in their hands, and they saw that the top of the peak was shining brightly like daytime. Filed in like four fire dragons, going to the front hall, the backyard, the school grounds, and even to the Fengchan Terrace in one wave.

The houses were illuminated by the flames, and there was no sound of footsteps, except for the high doors that were pushed open and rattled.Above the high ranks, only the bearded Tanzhu Xiao and five warriors were by Dongfang Bubai's side.

All of a sudden, everyone felt a lump of khaki-yellow objects flashing in front of their eyes, as if Dongfang Bubai's body moved slightly and left the place.But with a well-heard sound, a samurai fell to the ground with a single sword in his hand and swayed a few times following his body.

I saw the warrior opened his mouth wide, and suddenly he threw himself forward, prostrated himself on the ground, and remained motionless for a while.

Although it was only for a split second when he fell, Dongfang Bubai could see it clearly, he was hit on the chest with a palm, and the internal force of that palm was so strong that his sternum was sunken in with a crackling sound.

Shocked by Tanzhu Xiao and the others, they couldn't help but retreat a few steps.

The earth-yellow figure was fleeting, and his movement was strange. He swayed a few steps, merged into the heavy flames, and fled to the northeast.Dongfang Bubai moved to follow, the yellow figure was clearly Fang Zheng's big disciple, Xiaofeng.

"Heh, it's another "Evil Resisting Sword Art"."

……

"The poor monk didn't know what the benefactor Li said. Since that day, the poor monk sent Xiaofeng to represent Shaolin to see Xingfeng to observe the ceremony, and I haven't seen him since then."

Fang Zheng pondered for a moment, clasped his hands together, and sighed, "Amitabha."

Li Mubai stopped at his feet and smiled, she looked coquettish and evil under the flickering firelight, she said: "Master Fangzheng, monks don't tell lies, everyone from Hengshan Sect was taken captive, they were going to Songshan Mountain, there are people along the way Quite a few people have seen it, how can you say the master hasn't seen it? Hey, could it be that Master Fangzheng is unwilling to hand over Xiaofeng, and also does not want to let my Hengshan disciples go?"

Fang Zheng, who closed his eyes and bowed his head, his face darkened, said "Amitabha" again, flipped the beads in his hand, and said: "Benefactor Li, monks naturally don't tell lies. If the poor monk has seen it, he has seen it, and he has not seen it." I really have never seen it before. The wealth and life of everyone in Hengshan is the most important thing, and the poor monk dare not know it and not report it, let alone talk nonsense."

The fan tapped on the palm of his hand, and he lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, Li Mubai said: "Of course the master doesn't lie, but Xiaofeng's purpose is unknown, but he really took people to Songshan. Since he deliberately concealed , I must have secretly hidden Hengshan disciples in the temple. Therefore, in order to avoid embarrassment for the master, how about letting the subordinates enter the temple to find out?"

"This……"

Fang Zheng and his side looked at each other, sighed, and said, "Since that's the case, benefactor Li, please."

Li Mubai waited for people to rush into the Shaolin Temple, but there were not a few warriors trapped in the Shaolin outside, at least over a hundred of them.

Bald monks, big and small, old and young, gathered in front of the Daxiong Hall. Li Mubai looked at the group of monks who were still reciting Buddhist scriptures quietly, and couldn't help but find it funny. look like.

"Order, Shaolin Temple is an ancient temple, be careful, if you destroy the flowers and plants of Shaolin, it will be bad."

People from all walks of life poured into the palaces, big and small, listening to left and right, but found nothing. They even checked the tunnel where Linghu Chong waited for people to escape from Shaolin Temple, not to mention Xiaofeng, those from Hengshan Sect. The nuns were nowhere to be seen.

"Master Fangzheng, since Linghu Chong was able to escape from the secret path of Shaolin to the outside of the temple, there must be some other secret paths in the temple. I hope the master will let you know."

Li Mubai frowned, she herself didn't believe that Xiaofeng would hide people in Shaolin without being discovered, but there is a secret way in Shaolin Temple, and it is unknown to bring people from outside the temple to the temple to avoid people's eyes and ears. Nothing was missed.

Fang Zheng, who was about to fall asleep after chanting sutras, opened his eyes and said: "The poor monk never knew the secret way that the Linghu benefactor escaped from the temple that day, nor did he hear the seniors in the temple tell him about it. As for whether there are other secrets? Even poor monks don’t know about the Secret Way organs.”

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Dongfang Bubai followed the yellow figure closely, chased through the long corridor, and headed towards the inner hall of the Songshan School, and saw him walk into the hall door.

For some reason, the originally pitch-black inner hall was suddenly brightly lit, thinking that this Xiaofeng didn't know how to run for his life, so he still thought about lighting the fire?I thought that there must be something strange in this palace, and it is not necessarily true that there are traps ambush.

In front of the palace gate, Dongfang Bubai stretched out his palm and pushed it, and there was an ancient and ear-piercing "squeak", the wooden door opened slowly, and the flickering candlelight could be seen on the landing crane lantern exhibition.

Stepping in, there is no one in the hall. Although the wind blows from between the wooden doors and the curtains around the tall wooden pillars flutter, there is no one there, and Xiaofeng does not know where to go.

Suddenly, a fire lit up outside the hall, as if someone had lit the brazier on the long corridor, the tongue of the fire flickered, and the light and shadow on the rice paper on the wooden door flickered.A huge black shadow jumped over the rice paper on the wooden door, and then another mass, some people jumped around outside the hall, playing tricks.

"Hahahaha, the Eastern Hierarch of the Sun Moon God Sect came to our Songshan Sect. I have lost my way and welcome you. I hope you will forgive me!"

There was a hoarse cry outside the hall, although the sound was strange, Dongfang Bubai could tell that it was Xiaofeng's voice.Originally thought that this person had been lurking in Shaolin for many years, and practiced swords from the palace, and learned the "Sword of Exorcising Evil", but Fang Zheng didn't notice it.It turns out that this person's speech is not like that of Yue Buqun and Lin Pingzhi, he has sharp questions, just like an eunuch.Xin Dao, this person's voice is hoarse, he did it on purpose at the time and ruined his voice, even if his voice wanted to become sharper, it didn't make much difference.

"Shaolin Xiaofeng, oh, I should call you Dongchang Spy. You have learned the evil sword technique and let Fang Zheng's bald donkey not notice at all. You must be extraordinary. Now that you are here, why bother to pretend to be a ghost and dare not show up? one sight!"

Dongfang Bubai waved his long sleeves, a long needle pierced the window paper, and shot straight out. Hearing a wail, Dongfang Bubai hooked the corners of his mouth happily.

"Master Xiaofeng, you are not a good Shaolin leader, you have to hook up with that Dongchang, what kind of benefits they have given you, why don't you tell me and listen to them."

Qingrui's pleasant voice sounded from above his head, and there was still a gloomy and ruthless air faintly, and Xiaofeng, who fell on the ground, clutching his calf and whining, shuddered for no reason.

Xiaofeng in the ground was trembling, raised his head tremblingly, looked at Dongfang Bubai in front of him, Xiaofeng tremblingly said: "He, they,..., gave it, gave me benefits, gave it to me. Read my "Evil Resisting Sword Manual", hehehehe..."

Dongfang Bubai sneered and said, "What are they doing for you when they give you benefits?"

Xiaofeng lowered his head again, hesitatingly said: "Yes, give me benefits, yes, yes..."

Suddenly he raised his head suddenly, grinned strangely, and said eeriely, "It's to kill you!"

Dongfang Bubai's eyes froze immediately, and with a flick of his fingers, a silver needle shot out from the back of his head like Xiaofeng's forehead, piercing through his head, leaving only one blood spot, a stream of blood flowed out.

Suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him, moved to hide, looked sideways, it was actually a long whip shining with a strange yellow light.

Can barely dodge the long whip, although the scene is thrilling, Dongfang Bubai is able to handle it with ease, walking among the visitors, suddenly saw a person holding a long sword, both of them are dressed in black, their eyes are dull, and their faces are expressionless , his face was pale, not like a living person at all.

Killing intent flashed in Dongfang Bubai's eyes, and he thought that these two people were very good at hiding, not inferior to the Xuanzi team he was sitting in, and they didn't realize it until they were behind him.

With a flick of the sleeve shadow, two long needles shot straight into their eyes.The sword wielder twisted his wrist, and the trajectory of the long sword was slightly deflected, passing the long needle, but the silver needle was still deflected slightly, leaving a bloodstain on the temple.

But the whip holder was too slow to return the whip, so he raised his head subconsciously to cover it, but it still pierced through the palm of his hand, pierced directly above his left eye, and instantly blinded one eye.

The situation of the two of them was not right. With a long sword and a soft whip, they stepped forward to attack at the same time.Two people also rushed out from both sides, and Dongfang Bubai was besieged on all sides.

Even though he was injured, his offensive remained undiminished.These four people can be described as masters in the world.The four of them joined hands to fight, what a formidable force, but Dongfang Bubai held an embroidery needle with two fingers, weaving back and forth between the four of them, retreating like lightning, he didn't seem to be defeated in the slightest.

At the height of the fight, a new thin man suddenly heard a loud cry, fell to the ground single-handedly, turned somersault, and pressed his right eye with both hands, this eye had already been stabbed blind by Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Bubai's figure is like a ghost, like a ghost, coming and going like a light smoke.No matter how tight the four of them pressed, the tip of the sword was always a few inches away from her body.

Suddenly there was another sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the thin man fell on his back. There were small red spots between his brows, left and right temples, and four large acupoints under his nose, with slight blood oozing out, obviously he had been tortured. Dongfang Bubai stabbed it with the embroidery needle in his hand.

Dongfang Bubai always thought that it was late, and it wasn't the time to play, and he was about to finish off the remaining three, but there were rumors all around.

A large net descended from the sky.