Chapter 138: Snare

Xue Chanyi summoned the Xie family disciples that he brought together with the fourteen people in the Taishang Palace to form a team of nearly fifty people. She counted the number, a lot, and her brows were not loose, but more serious.
Among them was a man named "Xie Zhang", a younger brother of Xie Wuyi's Yuanfang family, and the leader of the Xie family's disciples. He has been helping Xue Chanyi to deal with affairs. In the past few days, he asked, "Chan Yi, but what's wrong?"
Xue Chanyi asked: "Uncle Zhang, how many people are left in the temple now?"
Xie Zhang said with a deep voice: "The movement at Shicai was too great. Everyone rushed to the past. I am afraid that less than half of them are staying in the temple. What's wrong?"
Xue Chanyi panicked inexplicably, but did not dare to disperse the manpower again, said "Follow me", and hurried to the backyard.
The backyard is close to the back door, and is home to chores such as Xiangji Kitchen and Chaifang. Due to the importance of the recent conference, there are also monks outside the door who are on duty day and night. When Xue Chanyi led people here, they saw the lights in the distance. There were several monks and cooks standing or sitting in the yard, but no one spoke, like a stone statue.
Before she approached, she first smelled a faint fragrance. This fragrance was inhaled into the nasal cavity, and her brain suddenly sank. Xue Chan had a good meal, fortunately, Xie Zhang slapped it on his shoulder. He almost recovered and warned: "Everyone is careful, there is a fragrance!"
During the conversation, she had pinched Chi Xuexian and held her breath. Xie Zhang and a disciple of Taishang Palace stared at him to protect him, and the others scattered and guarded everywhere, able to stand alone, and Can take care of each other.
Xue Chanyi's heart jumped wildly, and she dared not speak because of the fragrance, so she kicked and flew the stone on the wall and hit the wall, but did not disturb anyone in the courtyard.
The Taoist disciple "Xuanying" was the apprentice of Duan Heng Dao. His martial arts were not weak and his mind was more meticulous. Seeing this scene, he narrowed his eyes and shoved one of the monks from the front. He saw that the chubby monk had been thrown into the ground with a light push, and he never climbed again.
Xue Chanyi's face changed, she squatted down and saw that the man's pupils were loose although his eyes were wide open, his pulse was completely gone, and he was clearly dead.
She shook her hand a few times, and then touched a nail in the back of her head. Then she turned to look at the others. All of them put the people in the hospital flat and examined. No one had a live mouth, and the cause of death was the same.
Xie Zhang's face was ugly. He glanced at the closed back door. He quickly walked over with his finger on the latch and then pulled the latch away.
The two corpses fell by the door. The monk was dead. His throat and heart were all red. He went out again and saw several monk bodies lying outside the courtyard wall, showing the viciousness of the person who started.
The mountain breeze suddenly swept away, dispersing the lingering fragrance in the courtyard, and Xuanying then said: "The body is still hot, and the murderer has just left."
"There were no other scars besides fatal wounds on the monk's body, and the stick was still clenched in his hand ... either the light skills were so great that they would have no time to resist, or the acquaintances were never prepared to guard." There were no signs of being destroyed. Half of the footprints were next to the body, and the toes were facing inwards.
Xuanying stood up, glanced around the courtyard, and walked a few steps away to take down a lantern hanging under the eaves, the fragrance was emitted from inside.
"The candle is mixed with incense, and it will slowly spread after burning. It is difficult for people who have been in this courtyard to find out. It will be too late to detect the abnormality." Xuanying abandoned the lantern. "These people are all iron. The nail was thrust into the key, but although it was killed, it was not properly squeezed and caused a lot of blood loss. It can be seen that the person who started is good at this. "
The two killings outside the door occurred almost simultaneously, but both ended silently. The murderer Yingwai He stepped on the blood and entered the temple door, leaving only a dozen corpses in the courtyard outside.
Xue Chanyi chilled all over, she forced herself to calm down and said sharply: "The burial of the soul palace is going east and west, entering while taking advantage of it, and quickly notify the people in the courts to be alert to foreign enemies!"
Everyone's heart was awkward, and they were suddenly creepy in the cold wind, but before they moved, they saw a stream of light flying up into the night sky and exploding a blue firework!
"That direction is ..." Xue Chanyi's pupils shrank, "Everyone hurried to Yanwuchang!"
"No!" Xie Zhang interrupted. "Cicada clothes, fireworks exploded in the Yanwuchang, which must lead everyone left behind in the temple to rush to the past. If it was set up in an ambush, wouldn't it be a net?"
"Xie Daxia's words are reasonable, Miss Xue, I waited in the past to act, and they just met with Brother Xuan Su; you quickly went outside the temple to find the same fellow, they may also have something wrong there. Beware of fraud and do not let them in. Return as soon as possible so as not to be cut off! "Xuanying took the opportunity to make a decision, took his disciples from the Taishang Palace and rushed out of the backyard.
In a hurry, Xue Chanyi gritted her teeth and shouted, "Go!"
At this time in the left compartment, Xie Li was spurred by the cold wind, and the newly-raised sleepiness was blown away.
There were only seven Taishang disciples except him in the courtyard. Four of them were hidden in the dark. The two were pacing nervously. Xie Li couldn't sleep anymore, and he patrolled on the knife restlessly.
Because something went wrong in the temple, Xue Chanyi couldn't help but tell him to replace his wooden knife with his blade. At this time, Xie Li's finger fell on the cold blade, and his mind was still in a state of mind. He accidentally cut a slit in his belly.
The tingling made him recover, and Xie Li looked at the thin blood on the knife and was startled. At this moment, the swift footsteps moved from far to near. Someone slammed the door vigorously, breathlessly speaking: "Anyone? Did something happen? The Soul of the Burial Soul Palace sneaked into the temple and followed me to meet the enemy!"
The people in the courtyard were startled. A disciple stopped and walked quietly over the roof. He glanced at the door where two monks were indeed knocking on the door and bowed their heads to make a gesture.
Everyone was relieved, but Xie Li frowned, and followed the remaining disciple to open the door. As he approached the door, he saw that the latch was about to be pulled apart. Xie Li's face suddenly changed, and the knife that hadn't been sheathed in his hand had been punctured. Like a page of paper leaking through the gap between the wooden doors, he was suddenly stained with blood!
Others were small and short, and this knife raised his hand deliberately, stabbing into the monk's abdomen just outside the door. The door did not open, and blood leaked in through the door.
Everyone in the room was stunned.
For the first time in his life, Xie Li was trembling all over, almost unable to hold the knife, but there was a zeal in his heart, and his limbs and bones were flowing in a blink of an eye.
Just a moment before the door opened, Xie Li smelled a hint of dark fragrance, but the smell was not strong, but he let his mind sink, quickly biting the tip of his tongue and waking up, subconsciously shot.
However, this is just the beginning.
The disciple standing on the roof hadn't reacted to the accident, but was thrust through the chest with an arrow, and it rolled down suddenly, too late to speak, and he swallowed.
The face of Xie Li's disciples changed, and Xie Li was pushed away with one hand. At the same time, the sword was pulled out of the sheath, and the sword was greeted when the wooden door was forcibly opened.
With a sword against a stick, the opponent's strength is so strong that the blade bends downward. Fortunately, no one who could come out of the meeting and attend the meeting was non-general, but seeing the disciple's wrist flipped, the sword suddenly swiped down, and the person also flipped, turning the stick away and kicking in On the opponent's chest, push it back three steps!
At the same time, the fireworks exploded, and the people in the courtyard looked up and saw that the blue color was scattered in the night sky. Xie Li stared at the door and lay down two figures one by one. The person who lay down was killed by him, and the tall monk was standing, but his face was full of energy, and he reached out and patted the shoes that were printed on the chest Printed.
The wind roared, and there was some movement. The disciple who was protecting Xie Li immediately shook his hands behind his back, instructing the four fellow disciples in the dark not to act lightly, and looked coldly at the man: "You are not a monk in the temple Who is it? "
During the speech, he landed one hand on Xie Li's shoulder with a sharp press of his fingertips. Xie Li was shocked and went to see him subconsciously, but he didn't even see the expression, and then saw the other party and raised his sword.
The cudgel and the sword intersect again. The tall man disguised as a monk martial arts took the sturdy way, but this disciple of the Taishang Palace took the path of the light spirit sword. . Seeing this situation, Xie Liyi gritted his teeth and rushed up with a knife. He was short and weak, and he did not take advantage of such an opponent. However, he stepped on the "dip step" carefully guided by Ye Fusheng for more than a month, although some Panic, fortunately, footwork was methodical because of hard work, and then he used a knife to assist in the attack, which restrained the man's breath.
There was a flaw in his eyes, the disciple of the Taishang Palace pierced his empty door with a sword, and the blood splashed even more to allow the other party to gasp. Bone interrupted!
The man made two cackling noises between his throats, his eyes wide open, but he could not say anything, and he knelt down.
Xie Li stood blankly, where the disciple frowned and cut the man's shirt with a sword, and saw a flowery tattoo on his chest.
"Burial Soul Palace!" The disciple narrowed his eyes and heard a sound in his ear, knowing that the outside soldiers also noticed that the change had also attacked the courtyard.
If they come in, then the people in this yard ... no one can live.
At a critical juncture, no one is allowed to look forward. Seeing the black shadow flashing on the wall, the disciples of the Taishang Palace in a robe stooped to hug Xie Li. Without saying anything, Fei jumped onto the roof.
Xie Chenli was suddenly half cold, and the person who was shot by the arrow just now was lying in the yard. Isn't he now taking himself as a living target when he is on the roof?
As soon as this thought started, he saw the man in his arms shaking his head in a hidden place below, and immediately understood that-with the target on the bright surface, he could keep the other four hidden.
"Master Master, I will tell you to run later, you must run and hide yourself ..."
A whisper rang in his ear, Xie Li's eyes widened, and he saw the arrow breaking into the body of the flesh and blood, but with a snorting noise, gas filled the nose.
However, the person holding him had seen blood on his lips, but there was no pause at his feet. He stomped heavily on the roof and turned and jumped, ignoring the arrows behind him. Because this action was inserted deeper, he only hugged him Fleeing with all his strength, all the killers who had planned to enter the courtyard were introduced into the small jungle behind.
Xie Li was held tightly by him, his hand holding the knife was still trembling, and his mind was blank.
Following Ye Fusheng's way to ask Chan Shan, he kept imagining what kind of suffering he would encounter and how to deal with it. The various changes that happened later made him frightened. Now that the big disaster is coming, he still hasn't thought understand.
It seemed as if he had returned to the day of the overthrow of the Broken Water Villa, he knew nothing, and had lost everything.
To make people more fancy is to make every suffering come unexpectedly and not to be refused.
The light around him was dim, and he gradually couldn't see anything clearly, only the sound of the wind roared in his ears, and blood was lingering at the tip of his nose.
He stumbled and fell under the feet of the man holding him. Xie Li fell like a gourd, without crying, and quickly got up to help him, but he felt a hand of blood and an arrow deeply inserted into his back.
The blood had been chilled by the wind, but it still felt hot on his hands.
"They're almost here ... Master Zhuang, run!" The man reluctantly stood up with his sword on his back, reached into his arms and touched something, and shoved it into Xie Li's hand, "hold it and run!"
The things I started with were not big, but they were a bit heavy. Xie Li smelled the pungent smell and seemed to know each other-the night when the Duanshui Villa was put on fire.
Thunderfire!
This disciple can take this thing and fight with the soldiers, but give it to him for his final self-defense, and also hope that he can use it in more important times.
Xie Li grabbed the thunderbolt and was pushed hard by him. He stumbled into the depths of the jungle.
He couldn't help but glance back, he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly. He didn't even know what the other person's name was, but he was a disciple who didn't make much sense in this trip.
Tears suddenly came out.
A person enters the rivers and lakes like a fish into the river and sea. Even though there are stormy waves, those who turn the clouds and cover the rain, but the waves are all formed by all kinds of beings. No matter how much attachment is added to the body, in the final analysis, no one is more special than anyone.
Fingers clenched thunder fire bombs, tears were blown away by the wind, Xie Li turned his heart across, glimpsed a steep in front, turned and jumped down.