Old Monster [Touhou Undefeated colleagues]

And the most important point, what made them curse in front of Eunuch Jia?If it weren't for the imperial court's move, Wudang's employment was imminent. Even if they disguised themselves as Jianghu people, it would be difficult for them to get into Wudang.They do it for no reason at all!

Also, what is the status of Eunuch Jia, so why is he making such an appearance?

Simply inexplicable!

Things in the world, a person's actions, the more unknown they are, the more hidden secrets are hidden behind them.It's just that he doesn't know it.Dongfang thought to himself, seeing Eunuch Jia and his party leave the scene in a grand manner, he suddenly felt a sense of anxiety in his heart.

Next, things started to make sense.

Dongfang was assigned to work in the kitchen, washing and washing rice full-time, and he was also called Taoist Grinding the Head.

Indeed, this kind of thing does not need to be learned.

In his life, he grew up in a poor family, and never touched wet rice with his fingers, and then he went all the way in Heimuya, which was really the first time that such a thing happened.

They were busy until it was time to light the lamps, and after the evening fast, they "newcomers" were arranged to sleep in a common bunk.

With so many people, they couldn't sleep at all, and half of them basically slept on the floor.

After a tiring day, those ordinary people couldn't bear it anymore, and fell asleep with their heads covered.

Those people from the rivers and lakes were lying on the bed, whispering to each other, but they also looked cautious. The content was nothing more than bad luck. When they came, they happened to encounter the great turmoil in Wudang Mountain.

Dongfang thought about the mysterious man, and thought that the Wudang Mountain given by the imperial court was only for three days.And after tonight, there was another day missing, and he couldn't help but feel a little restless and unable to sleep at all.

In the distance, there was the sound of night watchmen and Taoist patrolling the mountains at night, and there was a bit of silence, and the restless heart fell silent for a while.

However, at this moment, there were suddenly shouts and noises from the officers and soldiers, as if water droplets had fallen into the boiling oil and exploded the pot.Is it because of such a difficult environment that the officers and soldiers vented their anger on the night patrol Taoists in Wudang Mountain or a group of knowledgeable Taoists?

Dongfang was about to close his eyes and plan to adjust his breath secretly, only to hear the movement outside getting louder and louder, and faintly heard the sound of weapons clashing, it turned out that someone broke into the mountain and had a face-to-face battle with the officers and soldiers outside.

Except for those who were already sound asleep, all the people in the shop undressed one after another, opened the door or stopped in front of the window to look.

Not long after, everyone closed the doors and closed the windows one after another, took off their clothes and entered the quilt, and turned on the lights to sleep.

Gradually, the whole Wudang was silent in a quiet place, only the whimpering of wind and snow, and the sound of 'coughing' passing through countless seas of trees.

No matter how big things happen outside, it is completely meaningless to little people like them, so naturally they have nothing to do with it.

All they care about is whether they will have enough to eat tomorrow, whether they will be dressed warmly, whether the work will be heavy, and whether they will be tired. All they think about is what their future in Wudang will be like, that's all.

Dongfang sighed secretly, and when the doors and windows were about to close, he had already jumped out of the room without anyone noticing. Looking back, the room was also silent, and no one seemed to notice that he had left.

However, he didn't immediately head towards the place where the sound came from.

In the night, he stood quietly by the side of the rock beside the house, frowning and meditating.

After the door opened softly, two people slipped out of the shop with their waists down. They were still wearing daytime clothes, and they didn't change into the Dao uniform given by Wudang.

The two covered their faces, listening to the sound of breathing, it seemed that they were the red-faced thick-necked bearded man and the white-faced man who were arguing with each other.

The two gestured tacitly, and quickly ran towards the direction where there was a lot of movement outside.

Dongfang snorted coldly, but galloped towards Zixiao Palace, the highest place in Wudang.

As expected, before he even reached the mountain, he saw two black shadows heading towards the unoccupied Zhongshen Dao from the side of the mountain road at an extremely fast speed.

Its speed was so fast that the officers and soldiers guarding both sides of the main mountain road did not notice it at all.

The figure of one of them is as light and nimble as flying flowers in the wind. He is light and delicate, and he is clearly the famous Wudang Qinggong Laiyun Zong in the martial arts world.

In an instant, between galloping and galloping, the two had disappeared into the dense forest.

Dongfang's heart skipped a beat, and he followed without thinking.

Facing the two masters, besides catching up with all his strength, he also had to guard against whether the two masters were aware of it.

The darkest moment seems to have passed, and the sky is faintly bright.

When he was about to reach the east of the mountain, he subconsciously stopped, not daring to move forward.

The geographical location where he was standing, the conversation between the two masters followed the wind, and he could hear everything clearly.

Between the clouds, the mountains and the sea of ​​mist, in this gray place where the sky and the earth cannot be distinguished, there is a hint of orange faintly.

After several days of wind and snow, this new day has ushered in the first sunshine.

Dongfang pursed his lips and hid behind the tree-side rock, silently watching the beauty of Wudang sunrise, feeling an indescribable sadness and sadness in his heart.

"...Daozhang, why did the imperial court send people to Wudang?"

"Brother Linghu, why do you ask this question? There are masked people in several mountain gates tonight, but what did you do?" Listening to the conversation between the two, the two masters turned out to be Linghu Chong and the head of Wudang, Daoist Chongxu.

Dongfang immediately remembered the life-and-death battle between Linghu Chong and the mysterious man on the Blackwood Cliff that night.

Unexpectedly, Linghu Chong was still alive.

Could the mysterious man be unable to kill him, or did he deliberately let him go?

There is such a big age difference between the old Taoist Chongxu and the villain Linghu, the old Taoist actually lowered his status and called him a brother, it is neither fish nor fowl.

Righteous people have always been hypocritical, Chongxu's promotion of Linghu's villain, I'm afraid he has other plans.

"That's right, it's true that I asked my friends in the rivers and lakes to dress up as black-clothed masked people to cause trouble, and lured the officers and soldiers away from the mountain, just to meet the Daoist."

"What's going on in today's martial arts world? You mentioned Taoist scriptures just now, so what's the matter?" Daoist Chongxu looked at the clothes on Linghu Chong's body ponderously, his eyes finally fell on his face, and said meaningfully: "So In an extraordinary time, why did the Linghu Brothers come to Wudang from a thousand miles away?"

Standing in front of Daoist Chongxu, Linghu Chong was also dressed in black, the mask had been removed, revealing a haggard face.

The original unrestrained grandeur disappeared at this moment, as if he had become another person.

At this moment, although the light was dim, Daoist Chongxu could see it clearly. He was surprised and said, "What happened? Could it be that the devil... did something happen to the Sun Moon Sect?"

Linghu Chong's tone was deep, and the pain in his voice was very painful.

"My Huashan Qizong lineage was all killed a few days ago. Shi Daizi, Gao Genming, Tao Jun... and others, all of them..."

Although he was separated from these juniors, but after so many years of being the same teacher, this friendship is deeply in his heart.After Yue Buqun's death, the Huashan Qizong existed in name only, but there was still a bit of incense.Now seeing the old teacher's school disappear overnight, is it not only shock, but also heartache... These days, people close to me have left one by one, this pain has penetrated into the marrow of the bone, and it is even numb up.

Daoist Chongxu was stunned, and immediately said: "Didn't the two sects of Huashan Sword Qi join forces again? Could it be that only the Qi sect was murdered? Little brother, do you know who did it?"

Linghu Chong shook his head slowly, "The Taoist priest probably already knows the news that Ren Woxing has passed away."

All the major sects in Jianghu have probably received vague news of Ren Woxing's death. As for the reactions and movements of the various sects, it is unknown.

"Pindao doesn't know." Daoist Chongxu said solemnly, with a bit of anger on his expression.

"The Sun Moon Sect has always blocked the news of the death of the leader Ren, because they are afraid that if the news leaks out, all the forces in the world will be ready to move again, and there will be another bloody storm."

"No...Little brother, just keep talking."

Linghu Chong walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, looking at the sunrise in the east in the distance, and the glorious beauty of the sky.

What he thought of was not Ren Yingying, not the junior sister, not Huashan's senior brothers, but Dongfang Bubai who was sitting in the brocade embroidery room wearing a pink dress and embroidering flowers.

Under that thick and terrifying makeup, what is Dongfang Bubai's true face like?

What happened that night in the mourning hall of Ren Woxing was so weird and bizarre, what is the explanation?

Especially at the end, the mysterious person and a certain congregation, one in front and one behind, jumped off the Blackwood Cliff almost simultaneously and disappeared into the endless darkness.

Afterwards, almost everyone in the church held a torch and searched for traces under the cliff with Ye Yu.

But there was no trace of the result.

The only thing that is certain is that the mysterious person claimed to be Huashan Sword Sect Feng Rujiu, and called Feng Taishi's uncle Taishizu, and said that something big happened to Huashan. At that time, he thought that something big might really happen to Huashan .

At the moment, he just arranged Yingying's body hastily, and set off for Huashan early the next morning.

Because of the long journey, it was too late when he arrived at Mount Hua.In other words, even if you can reach Huashan immediately, you will be exhausted.

Huashan Qizong's lineage was slaughtered overnight, without even disturbing other people in Huashan.

The hell on earth is once again staged in Huashan.

Immediately afterwards, the same court officials came to announce the decree, and in the imperial decree, they specified the "Ziyang Chapter" and "The Picture of Wuji".

Cong Buqi, the new master of Mount Hua, belongs to the school of Sword Sect. He said: After I became the master, I searched the entire Huashan, but there were no such collections. The strange thing is that the Zixia magic skill practiced by Yue Buqun was left there. ,Nobody cares.

How could the people of the imperial court give up, especially when the situation of the Huashan School was in such a downturn, their arrogance became more and more arrogant.

At this time, the Huashan faction was precarious and did not dare to resist at all. The court searched extensively, but after no results, the new head of Huashan, Cong Buqi, and the remaining disciples were escorted to Beijing. The few servants left are now empty shells.

Linghu Chong walked around Mount Hua, and after listening to the servants' narration, he looked at the familiar and unfamiliar but empty scene, thinking of Yue Buqun's painstaking efforts, thinking of his teacher's mother's earnest teachings, and thinking of his brothers and sisters. Practicing together, thinking of playing with my junior sister full of affection, all this is so empty.