Chapter 383: Mountain temple

The mountain temple has been without incense for a long time. An old tree with a bell in front of the door, dead leaves falling with the wind, and a path around it was stepped out, with yellow weeds on both sides.
The two or three Taoist officials were all slightly injured. They were walking on the water, holding a gourd in their hands, Zhang Ling was getting darker, and there was a bandaged wound on his body.
The water in the stream was very clear, and the water and stones were washed round and round. Several people in the rainwater drank and drank, washed their faces, filled the gourds, and temporarily sat on the shore and looked out into the distance without speaking.
A gust of wind blew through, and the rain shivered and shivered sharply. The two Taoist officials glanced at each other. One was in his thirties and looked a little higher. He said, "Sir, we have five colleagues this time. In action, there are only six left, 70% off! "
"If we continue to follow, even if we have a good background, we will not be able to live much time. This is obviously going to consume us again and again, sir."
"Stop, this is the mountain temple, don't let anyone hear it, we are the Taoist officials of the court." Zhang Ling said scoldingly.
"My lord is too careful." A 20-year-old Taoist named Shang Xiang said with a bite of white teeth. "This mountain is a sacrifice, and there is no plaque, it is nothing but a wild god. He can hear us talking. ? "
"Even if you listen, can you report us?"
"Sir, we started with a dozen people and added two more in the middle. There are more than thirty people now. We are dying now, and we are fighting again and again, and the mana energy is exhausted. If we continue to do this, we will definitely die. The company is going to be badly hurt. "
At the "Wa" stream, a small fish jumped out of the water and landed on the water again, making a ripple, Zhang Ling glanced at Shang Xiang and sighed in his heart.
Shang Xiang had a small family and died a younger brother. Now he is almost alone. He is silent, stretches out his hand and touches his arm. He also gets a stab in his arm. The wound is not shallow. He only cleans the wound, and he is reluctant to repair it by force. A long sigh: "But we can't retreat."
"The assassination of the enemy generals is obviously beneficial to the court, which is of great significance."
"Pei Ziyun did not ask us to fight directly, but basically one person went up. We were only responsible for logistics and intelligence. What can we say?"
"And it asked us to stare dead and record the entire process."
Speaking of which, all three present were silent. This is the helplessness of the Taoist official. His life and even the Daoist are in the hands of the Shangguan.
He usually eats the imperial court, and when in crisis, he cannot help himself. Sometimes I have to go all the way to death, it, the whole family dies together. This is the system and the court!
At this time it was gradually getting into the night, and under the breeze and the cold wind and rain, Zhang Ling said, "To retreat is to desert soldiers. Not only we die, but the whole family is offended."
Then he smiled bitterly: "Fate it! Otherwise, what else can we do?"
All three lowered their heads and saw Shang Xiang grit his teeth, showing resentment, and suddenly holding his fists.
Mountain temple
The eaves spider made a web for the table under the idol, and an incense burner was set up, but it was already in ruins with traces of water flowing on it.
A corner was covered with straw, and the little girl was sitting tremblingly, watching the hare being roasted from time to time, fragrant.
Smelling the smell, the beggar took a deep breath, cut a small piece on the rabbit with a pocket knife, put it in his mouth, tasted it, and got up and offered the roast rabbit to Pei Ziyun.
Pei Ziyun ate and said: "Although only a little salt, the meat tastes good."
"What is your name?"
"Luo Cheng." The beggar responded, with respect, his face yellowed and muddy, and his only eyes were very determined.
Huh? The name is a little familiar. Pei Ziyun has achieved immortality, never forgetting it, moving his mind, searching for memories, and quickly moving his heart.
Looking at it, the beggar was actually fourteen or fifteen years old, but only wandering outside, without nutrition, he looked thin.
According to memories of previous lives, this person was adopted by the nobleman very early, and soon flew Huang Tengda. It is rumored that it was only occasionally that even the original owner did not remember where he heard it, but it can be said that it is a nobleman.
"Just according to rumors, this son should have met a noble person last year. Why is he still a beggar now?" Pei Ziyun tore the rabbit's meat, hesitated, and understood after flashing his thoughts.
"It seems that it is the butterfly effect that changed the history, and he lost the nobleman." But now Pei Ziyun didn't pay much attention at all, and was trying to speak. At this moment, several Taoist officials came in with gourds in their hands. Put the gourd on the ground, took out the dry food in the arms, and handed the beef: "Zhenjun, please have a meal."
Pei Ziyun made a stroke, and the rabbit was cut into several pieces. Everyone divided, and he said to the little beggar and the little girl, "Being in the temple, give one."
"Xie Zhenjun." Although the little beggar did not understand Zhenjun's meaning, he could understand that Pei Ziyun was a big man. He pulled the little girl from a distance and both sat on the hay to get a share of dried beef.
A group of people were using the water, and Pei Ziyun's ears moved slightly. He heard the movement. He was not moved at the moment, and then he ate, only speeding up a lot. He also gave the beggar a silver medal, a silver, and a bag of dry food: "You hide Behind the statue, there is a secret room. Do n’t come out. You can go to Yingzhou and Liujin Island afterwards. With this silver medal, someone will keep you.

Speaking of getting up, horseshoes were faint at this time, and a few Daoguan's faces changed, looking out: "No, it's the King of Lu Cavalry."
Pei Ziyun smiled with a smile and said, "Catch up again. It seems that King Lu is really furious and is hunting at any cost."
Just listening to the "click" and pulling out a sword, Yihong Youguang appeared in the temple.
Looking outside, I saw a line of cavalry, holding a crossbow sword, and it looked like fifty people were slowly getting around. As the cavalry approached, in a low mountain forest, the birds were alarmed and flew towards the distance. go with.
"Zhenjun, fifty people, looks at patrol and saw the mountain temple, so I checked it over." Zhang Ling looked at it, his face was getting harder and his heart beat faster and faster.
In fact, this is easy to understand. The village is too easy to leak the wind. People are the most snobbish race. Strangers may kill foreigners even if they are not guilty, let alone accomplices.
For the safety of the village, and for a possible benefit, he will definitely report to the officer.
That being the case, the patrol was searching for a stronghold in the wild-so the cavalry approached as soon as they saw the mountain temple.
"If Zhenjun was at his best, it would not be difficult to kill the fifty cavalry."
"But it was clear that repeated assassinations, Zhenjun was a bit exhausted, and now the situation is dangerous."
As I was thinking, the outside hoof became quiet, and the grass seemed to be coming in.
"The enemy has a crossbow, which is unfavorable in the field. We are fighting in the temple. Everyone is preparing. Once the enemy comes in, we will immediately besiege." Pei Ziyun said coldly. The remaining Taoist officials all quietly prepared the Taoist method and pulled out their swords.
Just then, Shang Xiang rushed out the door and shouted, "Pei Ziyun is in it, and I cast aside the dark."
This person didn't want to die, and there was no one in his own family. If Pei Ziyun didn't give him a chance, let him die.
"Abominable" Zhang Ling was furious. Now several people are together. This person betrayed Pei Ziyun and was about to let himself die. There was originally sympathy. Now there is only anger now.
Watching Shang Xiang rush out, Pei Ziyun's face also flashed a sense of killing, but he didn't move. He kicked, and a firewood burning still flew out. Like a sharp arrow, he swore through Shang Xiang's back and suddenly Fell to death.
"Ah!" The cavalry who just rushed in, watching the Taoist shouted surrender, and immediately died. This blow was almost the power of a crossbow, which was terrible and immediately uproar.
The cavalry was in a panic, the bow and crossbow struck, and the atmosphere was suddenly killed. The team waved their hands, stepped back a few steps, and exhaled deeply: "Ready for the crossbow, let off fireworks!"
Immediately someone in the armies started to work, a red firework burst into the sky and exploded.
"Team Zheng, do we want to kill them?" The deputy team looked at the ruined temple with delicacy, and Lu Wang said that he killed Pei Ziyun and immediately went to the third level.
"We are only a team here. This person is really terrible. Fifty of us are afraid that it will be difficult to take down. It is only reasonable to call fireworks to convene a large army. You dare to go up, something bad, I ask you." The team was cold. Talking.
The deputy team was listening to this ~ EbookFREE.me ~ suffocated, his eyes frantically faded, and he did not dare to make trouble. The team was seeing him soften, and said, "We only need to delay for a while, once the army arrives, it is great merit!"
A Taoist official looked through the gap and looked out. A crossbow was aimed outside, and there was a bonfire burning and the smoke rising.
"Zhenjun, it's not good. They didn't come in. They lit fireworks and lit a bonfire. They seemed to be reporting." The Taoist exclaimed.
Pei Ziyun closed his eyes slightly, listening to the voice outside: "There are more than fifty people outside, cavalry, wearing light armor, very cunning, and won't come in at all."
In fact, this is also normal. In the past, assassinations and pursuits, Pei Ziyun and Taoist priests had mana. The favorite is to lead into a narrow terrain that cannot display their strength. Once in this environment, it is not difficult to kill dozens of soldiers. It ’s just that the tactics are used too much, and the enemy is not a pig, so he will not be fooled. Pei Ziyun glanced at several Taoist officials: "I will kill you. Do you still have mana?"
Zhang Ling's face was iron-blue, and he looked at the cold light of the crossbow.
"Okay, you can do it with flash. If you use it, I will go out to kill." Pei Ziyun said.
"Yes, Zhenjun-Flash!"
In the faint rainy night, two white light spots appeared on the burst field. The team was responding very quickly, only to see the white light, they immediately ordered: "Close your eyes and shoot the crossbow."
The armored man immediately responded, only to hear the "swipe" suddenly cut through the disturbing rainy night, dozens of sharp whistling, arrow rain rushed into the temple entrance.
However, no one rushed out immediately, so the crossbow shot into the wall and the door, and then the door flew out, smashing straight over, and behind it, a figure flew, the sword light stroked, and the blood shot. The top three soldiers had not yet had time to respond and had fallen out.