Republic of China

Chapter 83 Too brutal
"Shit, what is his real ability?"

Chang Luoguan rolled his eyes, "How powerful is the ability to summon all the gods? I heard from my ancestors that if you use it to the extreme, you can even invite the Four Saints and True Monarchs. Otherwise, how many of those masters with mortal bodies have real abilities? Just rely on yourself to pray for rain and heaven?”

"Sanyuan has only learned the basics of it. Strictly speaking, no one in the Three Emperors Sect has been able to truly summon all the gods from ancient times to the present. However, among the Three Queens, there are clever ghosts with bright minds who have found another way. Qiao Jing, thinking of trying to achieve the same effect by worshiping ancestors or gods through folk incense, you can also see that he invited Xue Dingshan, the king of the two Liao Dynasties, because there was no such person and no god, so he only had a half-length image. .”

Kang Muang looked like he was opening the door to a new world.

He is well-informed and knows better than ordinary people how precious the treasures left by his ancestors are. He also knows that things in some fields are completely beyond common sense, but the Three Emperors Sect and the Impeaching All Gods are too magical, as Uncle Chang said In that way, this technique is really against the way of heaven. If you think about it, the cost is only the loss of Yang and longevity.

At this moment, Chang Luo Guan patted the back of his head and pointed to the roof of the nave.

"Someone is here, pick up the guest."

A mysterious man wearing a bamboo hat stood there, his clothes rustling in the night wind. He held an eight-treasure carved bow in his hand, with a distinguished temperament.

After being reminded, Kang Muang realized that he didn't know who the person who had just shot two stunning arrows was.

After seeing the eight-treasure carved bow in the hands of the mysterious man on the roof of the main hall, I realized that the arrow was shot by this man.

It should be known that iron can't cause effective damage to evil spirits, but the two people who were stabbed by paper never moved again after being shot. It was obvious that they were broken.

This is a tall man!

Adhering to the lofty ideal of peace being the most important thing and not getting involved if there is a quarrel, Kang Muang took a step forward and put on a kind smile.

"Ahem, the saying is that when a friend comes from afar, he must first work hard on his mind, strain his muscles and bones, and starve his body and skin. Apart from anything else, the greatest advantage of our Northeast is hospitality. The so-called nine-day haze covers the sky, and the blue branches are red. The galaxy is full of colors, but my friend is hurt when I see injustice on the road. I would like to express my deepest gratitude. I wonder what my friend’s surname is?”

Perhaps it was the long and overloaded martial arts duel that turned Kang Muang's brain into mush. There was a lot of chattering, but everything he said was in vain. Where is the hospitality?It's a completely messy mentality. If it were Zhao Sanyuan's donkey temper, it wouldn't be possible to have a friendly exchange at least.

But the mysterious man's endurance is obviously good.

After raising his head slightly, his face under the hat was slightly revealed.

Ok?
A girl?
Kang Muang adjusted the frames of his glasses. It wasn't that he looked down on women, but the two arrows just now were so stunning. Looking at the eight-treasure carved bow in her hand, I believe most men would have a hard time pulling it open.

"May I ask if the matter is settled?"

The answer was not what the question was asked. The mysterious woman's voice was slightly cold, but she didn't feel like she was thousands of miles away, and she was very polite.

At this time, Kang Muang suddenly realized after taking a look at the waistband on her waist.

Zhuque Shaoyin.

"It turns out that I'm from the same government office as Brother Gao. They're all friends. It's OK to finish the matter or not. The main thing is to see when my brother can calm down."

Knowing that Zhao Sanyuan had lost his life after using the method of summoning the gods, Kang Muang no longer persisted and allowed him to vent his anger.

However, I decided in my heart that I would never let him use this technique again in the future, and I would take care of it myself first.

"Who is this? Your friend, Lao Kang?"

Just then, Zhao Sanyuan came limping over, his coarse linen clothes covered with blood and dirt, carrying a sword with fleshy foam hanging on it, smiling very happily, just like the wedding night, when the gold list was named.

"She's a colleague of Brother Gao. She was the one who helped us out just now."

"Oh, what's your name? Let's treat her to a pot of tea later. I know how to repay a favor."

"I don't know what it's called."

"You didn't ask?"

"I asked, but she didn't reply to me."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sanyuan immediately became unhappy.

How are the high-ranking colleagues doing?
Even when he came with his head high, he had to lie down cross-legged and respectfully hand out cigarettes to light the fire.

"It's not that I'm talking about you, Lao Kang. After all, we are the boss's boss. We will talk to anyone, especially this kind of girl. Who can be a good girl who runs out in the middle of the night? If you don't leave in a serious way, you have to stay in the house. It’s standing on the top, that is, it’s not raining or cloudy, otherwise we have to stay away to avoid being struck by lightning. Come on, let’s go back to find Lao Liu.”

Sometimes Kang Muang had to admire Zhao Sanyuan's smooth talk.When you say you are taciturn, you don't even have a shit. When you talk loudly, your words are like knives, piercing your heart.

Kang Muang asked tentatively: "Have you finished your work there? If you are not in a hurry, let me bury Huang Aimin."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Sanyuan seemed to be treating a retarded person, smiling and showing cold white teeth, "Why bury them? I chopped them all up, rolled them up and threw them into the dog pen in the backyard to feed the dogs. How can you save yourself?"

With past experience, Zhao Sanyuan knew very well that no matter what kind of bastard he faced, Lao Kang would definitely have to bury and save him afterwards, killing one and burying the other.

I knew Kang Muang's good intentions, but I still felt a little scornful of him.

What is revenge?

Not only will they kill your people, but they will also scatter your soul.

As long as there are conditions, it is impossible to keep the whole body. I just regret that there is no stone grinder in Fudachang, otherwise it will be crushed a thousand or eight hundred times, and then taken back to feed Zheng Xuesong's old sow.

Kang Muang was horrified when he heard this, only to find that the four ghosts had completely disappeared, which also meant that the four ghosts' soul-breaking technique had been broken, and Huang Aimin could no longer die.

Really, not even a whole body was left?How cruel!

The mysterious woman on the roof kept looking at Zhao Sanyuan.

That's right.

A simple and honest person who talks a lot, is proficient in many Buddhist and Taoist arts, and loves everyone.

A man who is moody, masters countless unpopular tricks, is arrogant and arrogant.

It's the person you're looking for.

There is no need to test Liu Mangfan like that.

She lightly touched the ground with her toes and came in front of the two of them.

Zhao Sanyuan raised his eyebrows.

"What's going on? Don't think that I won't cut you because you're a bitch. Get out of the way quickly."

The mysterious woman looked directly into his eyes and said, "Excuse me for being abrupt, but I have something to ask the three owners of the Sandwich Tea House to help me with."

"We are not relatives, so we are not interested." Zhao Sanyuan refused decisively. In fact, he had already seen the Suzaku Shaoyin waist card.

Showing up at this time and this place must be up to no good.

It would have been fine if he had joined Da Chongjiu before, but now he is not considered a colleague at all, and there is no reason to help him in a human sense, so he just refuses.

The mysterious woman slightly raised her chin towards the north, meaning that she wanted Zhao Sanyuan to see the thick smoke still rising to the north.

"Your Excellency, did you burn the smoke?"

"Burned."

"Then do you know that soot cannot be destroyed by fire."

"Then what? Use love?"

"You need to use salt water and lime to dissolve the smoke. Otherwise, the remaining paste will seep into the ground and remain difficult to dissipate for many years. The wind and smoke will also damage the body of those who inhale it."

Zhao Sanyuan's footsteps stopped.

A drop of cold sweat slid uncontrollably from his forehead to his cheeks.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I was too hasty and simply thought that the fire could burn the smoke clean.

Does it really need to be so troublesome?
(End of this chapter)