Chapter 1802: Three hundred and eighty

Chapter 1802 Chapter 380: Tu Zhu
Baili Luliang’s mansion is easy to recognize, the tallest one in the village.
The outer wall is covered with fresh mud, and the outer door is embedded with a sulky copper ring. When you enter the courtyard, you will find piles of dry wood under the straw shed, as well as densely curtained bacon, sausages, and hanging vegetables.
Compared with the poverty of Qianxi Village as a whole, the village head’s family house is a bit too rich, which makes Pei Mu more agree with Tang Tianyu's words.
Without disturbing the few wolfhounds in the village chief's courtyard, Pei Mu silently touched the root of the wall and leaned against the wall to listen.
These are two entangled breathing sounds, one thick and long, one quiet and soft.
Although the window lattices in Xuexiang are not like Longzhou, they have pores for ventilation even in winter. Regardless of the material of the window surface here, a thick layer of ice will form in winter, so that Pei Mu can't find it. The specific situation inside.
But when he heard the heavy and long breathing sound that belonged to the practitioner, he knew that he had not found the wrong place.
Taking out the black scarf from his arms and covering his face, Pei Mu got up, raised his hand to smash the window lattice, and jumped into the house.
In the room, Baili Luliang was sleeping soundly with his wife in his arms. He suddenly heard the sound of the window lattice cracking. Before he was awake, he subconsciously turned over and protected the person next to the pillow under his body, with his left hand supporting Bai on the kang with one arm. Li Luliang, with spiritual power surging through Baimai, his right elbow turned like a knife, his back turned to the direction of the window lattice, and he attacked fiercely.
The so-called martial arts confrontation is the change of reality and reality.
Pei Mu, who jumped in, saw Baili Luliang's full-fledged blow. He was not surprised and rejoiced. His toe was a little on the edge of the bed, spinning like a swallow in the air, turning around, and the front of the fist had golden aura. .
At this time, the dog in the courtyard began to bark, and the slightly sober woman who was pulled under her body saw her husband's hideous face before she began to scream.
The stern voice spread far in the silent Midnight Worm, but Pei Mu didn't care, because this was not an assassination operation. If it ended silently, how could the villagers see the performance on the rocky beach.
Pei Mu, who was masked with a black scarf, slammed Baili Luliang's back with a fist, and only heard a "click", Baili Luliang's figure sank suddenly.
Pei Mu, who thought that the victory or defeat was determined, would have to attack again, but he did not expect that the fat man on the bed was surprisingly agile. With the force of a heavy fist, he turned around and directly sent the screaming woman under him to fly out, and turned his body to change. Become a positive posture.
Pei Mu had to use his fist to block it just like Xiaodun's palm was pushing on his chest.
The golden and jade aura collided with the golden aura, and the detonation's spiritual power drove Pei Mu towards the roof, and Baili Luliang, relying on the soil kang on his back and its own weight, could forcibly eat this counter-shock force. Bounced from the bed like a fat ball, palm wind like a knife.
Seeing Baili Lu Liang's face full of flesh and brutality in his eyes, Pei Mu didn't understand why such a tough guy would be fascinated by myths and legends.
"Incomprehensible."
Muttering in his mouth, Pei Mu stuck to the roof like a gecko, and slammed both fists towards one arm.
Although this attack did take advantage of the sneak attack, it didn't mean that Pei Mu was afraid of the village chief, but just to kill the enemy more efficiently. He was never afraid of confrontation.
There was a loud "bang", and the situation turned again.
From top to bottom, Pei Mu directly suppressed the flying pig-like village head. When he was about to kill him with a blow, he suddenly heard a heart-piercing cry.
"Ada!"
Pei Muyuguang, who was about to pierce Baili Luliang's throat with his hands forked, saw that the woman who was pushed out by the village chief was carrying a boy who was only two or three years old.
The panicked woman still had large bruises on her body, she just bit her lower lip and scratched the door frame, only fear in her eyes.
Pei Mu had never felt that he hated his sharp eyes so much. Without this woman and child, he could naturally tell himself that this killing was for a better direction for the whole village.
But he was also an orphan, but the two forks in his hands couldn't fall.
In this slow time, Lu Liang didn't know where the strength was born under him. With a single arm, he slammed it directly on the somewhat dazed Pei Mu chest!
"puff"
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In the village temple
Baili Qiu Xin is sitting in front of the idol, completing the last prayer of the day.
As the most pious believer of Wu Hao, he has already dedicated everything he has to God.
So ordinary people seem to be boring to practice worship, but he thinks it is an opportunity to get close to the gods, and he is always meticulous.
After reciting the last verse, Baili Qiu got up, but saw two visitors walking out of the inner hall.
"Why haven't the two little friends rested yet?"
Baili Qiu Xin smiled and said, "Tomorrow, the village name will come to do morning class. I am afraid that I will be awakened if I don't sleep!
The villagers of Qianxi have never been so pious. Lao Miaozhu feels glorious but also a little proud.
Tang Tianyu walked up to Baili Qiu Xin, looked directly into Lao Miaozhu's eyes and asked: "Old sir, I have a question about Wu Hao that I have been unable to figure out and couldn't sleep, so I wanted to ask."
"Manpower is always exhausted, which is why we need God's guidance."
The old temple wished his eyes brightened and said with joy: "I wonder what the little friend is wondering?"
"What the younger generation is puzzled is, in the old man's mind, whether it is important to serve the God Wu Hao or to rescue the villagers of Qianxi Village."
Tang Tianyu stared at Baili Qiu Xin's eyes and asked in a deep voice.
"Hahaha, my little friend is wrong."
The old temple said with a big laugh: "Serving the gods and helping the villagers is one thing, so how important is it. As long as you remain pious, you will be guided by the gods, and no matter what kind of difficulties will pass."
"In that case, the old gentleman serves God's seat piously, just to save Qianxi Village out of trouble?"
Tang Tianyu sneered and asked, his tone of disdain.
"Little friend thinks like this, and it's done!"
Lao Miaozhu was not angry, but persuaded: "It is not to believe in the divine residence to get rid of the trouble, but to believe in the divine residence will be blessed and get rid of the trouble. All the good results are natural, and when you join the Wuhao God seat you will Understand that as long as you are pious in your heart, all good things will follow you."
"I understand what the old man said."
I don’t know when Tang Nianfan, who has already walked to the back of the old temple, suddenly said: "But if there is an easier way to save the village at this time, I don’t know if the old man would like it?"
Although Baili Qiu Xin was a bit sluggish, seeing Tang Tianyu and Tang Nianfan standing in tandem, he also tasted a bit of malice.
But what he really didn’t understand was how the two dared to release malice at him.
"Are you believers of evil gods?"
Baili Qiu Xin's face suddenly turned pale, and he asked Tang Tianyu.
"We have nothing to do with the holy demons."
Tang Tianyu shook his head, slowly drew out his sword, and said coldly: "On the contrary, only when all sacredness is extinct, can Qianxi Village regain its light!"
(End of this chapter)