Chapter 227: Sword out

The city's grandfather, who was enshrined in the 胭 郡 隍 名为 名为 名为 沉 沉 沉 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Always incense.
Because before and Xu Yuanxia Zhang Shanfeng came to visit a city hall, Chen Pingan cooked the door, the Rouge County City Court was divided into four halls, two original statues of painted clay sculptures, standing in front of Yimen, but the moment is already terrible, The snake and the rat are in disaster.
Chen Ping’s walked along the wall for dozens of steps. The Chenghuangge Square is still showing no evil things. Chen Ping will no longer hesitate to sacrifice the yang yang light symbol in the sleeve. The yellow paper symbol is in front of Chen Ping’an. The arm hovered from the outside and floated slightly. When Chen Ping took a step, it automatically flew to the door of the instrument. Chen Ping’s heart was big, and although the city’s pavilion was in trouble, the whole square was unrecognizable, but behind the Chenghuang Pavilion. Buildings, there must be remnants of the Reiki, otherwise the lights will not move forward, and are destined to retreat to the high wall.
The pick-up symbol emits a faint faint glow, and Su Jieguanghui will cover Chen Ping’s whole person. Where the feet pass, the five poisonous things on the ground, and the scorpions, have been avoided. It was the light of the pick-up sign, and the snake-and-snake scorpion on the two Taoist priests, all around the front, wandered from the front to the back of the clay statue, or hid into the hollow abdomen.
Chen Pingan calmed his breath and continued to move slowly. After the instrument gate, it was the main hall, hanging the golden plaque. The temple worshipping the gods was not the city grandfather, but a portrait of a founding martial artist in the country of color clothing. The left and right are the civil and military judges and the total of eight genus. official. The plaque of the first hand of the color coat of the country, the gold lacquer peeled off at the moment, there is a black snake with a thick bowl of mouth, curled up on it, hung under the body, and the head turned to Chen Ping’s spit out the snake letter, creaking like It was in demonstrations and warnings.
When Chen Pingan crossed the threshold, the black snake suddenly jumped in, and opened the blood plate, and Chen Ping’s head did not lift the waist and sideways. He grabbed the black snake’s head with five fingers and shook his wrist. This animal suddenly stunned. It is soft and boneless. When it is thrown out, it falls heavily on the ground and has already been killed.
Chen Pingan followed the swaying light and continued to move forward. After passing the hall, it was a square. It was only a small area. The old tree was a forest. There was a stone monument. It was the cloak of the king of the country. Le Shi, at that time, Chen Pingan also took a special trip to stand in front of the monument for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion, the word is really written, even more than a young Cui Wei.
Also lost to the name of Cui Dongshan's Dagu State is not around, otherwise it must be mad.
There are the Temple of the Gods and the Taiyue Hall on the left and right sides of the square. One is burning a fragrant steamed bun, praying for a wealthy source. The life of one week is too old. I hope that there will be no disaster, so the people here are more loyal than worshipping in the hall.
Picking up the light and flying straight forward, Chen Ping will follow closely and not stay in the slightest.
Chen Pingan suddenly looked back, and the tall stone monument standing under the cypress tree seemed to have a white shadow.
On both sides of the Temple of Fortune, the Taiyue Temple, faintly passed out the voice of Yan Yanyan's woman, extremely subtle, seems to be laughing at each other, behind the charming, revealing a chill, like a ghost in the underworld, in the sun, laughter Just a little bit of seeping through the yin and yang boundaries, through the shade of the old trees, from the two halls through the window, into the square, just by the sparse sunshine, such as snow melting, light and light, but still pass Into Chen Ping's ear.
Chen Ping frowned and turned his head.
As long as you walk a dozen more steps, you will be able to walk into the main hall of the city's ancestral hall, offering a city hall with a former Yushi doctor.
Except for the hibiscus swords that are only for the time being, the two flying swords in the sword hoist can be described as the absolute main force outside the boxing method.
However, among the foreign objects, the same as the yang qi, the ancient book from Li Xisheng, "The True Story of Danshu", Chen Pingan and two golden materials of the pagoda demon, was originally destroyed in the oil paper umbrella in the ancient house. After the copper money femininity, Chen Pingan was afraid of accidents, and made a temporary painting. Later, with the ancient Shu nationality tree demon surnamed Chu, he did not have time to use it, and he was killed by two swords in the first fifteenth. Cut the ancient banyan tree incarnation.
Then there is a yang light pick and three three-character. The latter is mainly used in conjunction with the gods and drums. Of course, it is used to escape from the road. It is definitely not inferior to the gods that the Taoist Zhang Shanfeng lends to him.
At the moment when Chen turned his head safely.
On the top of the stone tablet, a white woman appeared, sitting on the top of the stone tablet, the head was scattered, and a blue silk covered the face, and I could not see the face.
But she stretched out a finger, leaving only the bones and flesh and blood. The bone fingers tapped on the top of the stone tablet, and a spring was suddenly appeared. It slid down and the ancient inscription on the stone tablet was sprinkled with thousands of words. It seems to have become a red blood book.
But the strange thing is that the woman's white clothes are still not stained, not even a drop of blood.
The woman looked up and was still covered with blue silk. She began to sing and sing. I don’t know if it’s an ancient nostalgic country that has long been lost. Oh, the white woman whispered and raised her arm and extended two white bone fingers. , pick up a roll of blue silk, gently shake, do not wear shoes and boots, feet and flesh, but it is more flesh and blood than the fingers, feet sway, splashing a stream of blood flowing on the stone.
Compared with the blurring of the laughter and laughter of the two halls, the singing voice of the white woman is clearly audible, and the top of the cypress creaks with the wind, as if singing with it.
The woman seemed to sing a happy place, and raised a palm of her hand and gently flipped it.
On both sides of the Fortuna Temple, the closed door of the Taiyue Temple, slammed open, and swayed out of a man, the man who walked out of the Temple of God, young, one arm was cut off by shoulders, but I did not know where to go, but Has stopped bleeding, the remaining hand dragged a Qingfeng sword, his face was white, his eyes were not god.
The middle-aged man in the Taiyue Temple walked out, pulling his head and limping across the threshold. Under the circumstance, this person was actually slashed by a sharp weapon on his neck, and his head was only affected by a little flesh. Did not leave the body.
As the woman's wrist turned on the stone tablet, the two men faltering, in an instant, became more flexible and began to dance in the square. The fingertips of the white woman's dead bone fingers, a trace of transparent light hanging in the air, like a snow white spider silk, the spider silk wrapped around the limbs of two dead men, controlling each of their subtle movements.
In the two halls where the door was opened, there were always white women dragging black smoke, and they quickly drifted around the door, looking at the man’s appearance. They ate and laughed, full of sarcasm and hatred, just the sunlight outside the door. Like a scorpio, they did not dare to step out easily, but there were still four or five white women who couldn’t help but rushed out with a burst of black smoke. They circling around the bodies of two men and continually plucking men with their fingers. The pale face, from behind them, flew up from the armpits, but they also enjoyed the joy of this time, after paying the sun exposure, completely wiped away the price.
Chen Pingan stood outside the threshold of the main hall, and the yang qi chanting symbol ran into a wall, slamming and swaying again and again.
The yang contained in the yellow paper symbol is gradually disappearing.
Chen Pingan reached out and palms were attached to the ice of a layer of winter river. He added gravity and could not be broken.
Chen Pingan's fingers were close together. When he turned around, his wrist suddenly twisted, and the light-filled symbol of the aura was rushing to the square. He circled the heads of the two skeletons. The two men squatted. With a bang, he fell to the ground, and the light on his body was broken. After the body fell to the ground, blood flowed.
The woman in white took back her hand and was not angry. Instead, the women in the two temples were clawing their teeth and looking at Chen Ping’s line of sight.
As long as you break into the evil spirits and let you be compassionate in your lifetime, there will be no such thing as the human nature of Confucianism, and the bamboo baskets will be filled with water.
This is the self-satisfaction in the dark.
Chen Ping looked at the back of the stone tablet woman and whispered: "This lady, the deceased is big, no matter what kind of grudges you had during your lifetime, just forget it?"
The white woman turned a deaf ear and continued to sing. This time she used the Bao Ping Chau Yan Yan, and Chen Pingan understood it.
"If you are in the shape of a heart, if your heart is gray... I really know that I don’t care for myself. The media is awkward, and I have no intention to cooperate with others. Who is he?"
The woman’s tone was flat, and she even had a little calm and peaceful meaning, and could not hear a little bit of resentment and hatred.
Chen Pingan can understand the text, but can't understand the profound meaning contained in it.
Chen Pingan also did not have the heart to speculate on these. Today, the main hall of the city hall is isolated from the outside by some kind of technique. It should be that the city grandfather is detained, and he is not allowed to go out to patrol the county town to help the Rouge County to cross the upcoming catastrophe. .
Within the hall behind Chen Pingan, it is the city hall of the three gods who worship the city grandfather Shen Wen. The Shen Wen statue is as high as three feet, and needs the pilgrims to look up. The statues of Wenwu are also two feet high, holding the shovel and the official seal respectively. .
It is rumored that two hundred years ago, there was a Zhang priest from Bezhou who traveled to this place. He felt that the folk customs of Rouge County were simple and simple. After returning to his hometown, the Longhushan contemporary celestial priest gave a gift to the national costume of the country. At that time, all the talents knew that the young Taoist was the Huang Zigui of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Tianshifu. This beautiful talk, the semi-continental knows, the market rumors, the famous golden seal, already It was secretly treasured by the emperor of the color coat in the national treasury.
There is also a huge mural inside, with nine hundred and ninety-one beautiful people flying in big sleeves.
It was praised by the later generations as "ink is like life, blowing like a living".
When Chen Ping saw that the white woman was indifferent, she no longer said anything more, and quietly patted the raised sword gourd at the waist.
Turning around is a punch on the "ice surface", bursting up, the three statues in the inner gate of the threshold are shaking.
Chen Pingan walked slowly in six steps and punched it on the ice with a punch and a fist.
Of course, we must also beware of the violence of women on the stone monument.
A sigh rang on the top of a towering old tree. It was a girl’s voice. "A fool, that is the formation of the two five-level monks. It’s just that my master will not be able to do it for a while, otherwise the city master may not come out. Come on. You are a martial art, and you want to break it hard. Save some effort. Look at the female ghost and you haven’t killed yourself. Leave the place early, or the next time you have a fool coming in, you are 翩翩The marionette who danced."
It may be that Chen Ping’s punching is too
whatever he wants
, so it’s not a bit of a power.
Let the strange girl hiding in the tree inevitably despise.
After the battle with Ma Kuixuan in the small street, now Chen Ping’s boxing is becoming more and more restrained. The usual practice of boxing is slower and more suitable for the word
warm maintenance
, the general style of the rivers and lakes, the external boxing The reason why there is a result of "sports evil spirits on the upper body" is that it is not lawful, and it is not so good to enter the room, so that the more diligent the training, the more the body hurts.
However, although Chen Ping’s pile is slow, the speed of the air machine when practicing the sword is quite fast. If it was only an ordinary station communication, it would be an eight-mile rush.
This mysterious state of "retracting" is not a solid master of the Sixty-seventh martial arts, and absolutely cannot see the depth.
The white woman suddenly stopped singing and turned her head to stare at Chen Ping’s 18th fist.
A fist down, such as Hong Zhong Da Lu, the entire square of the air machine is banging, the blood of the inscription on the inscription, suddenly cracked.
She screamed and pierced the eardrum. If the generals gave orders, the floating women in the two halls turned into two thick smokes, and they merged into the ice, reinforce the filth with their residual femininity. The black smoke went straight to Chen Pingan and tried to interrupt Chen Ping’s peaceful boxing, and he was not allowed to hand out the 19th boxing of the gods and drums.
"You are dead by this horrible ghost! If I die here today, when I walk together on Huangquan Road, see if I don't kill you... I die all dead... The girl is still dead, she is already annoyed. died!"
On the top of the ancient tree, the girl was mad and complained, no longer hesitating, took out a graceful figure, and made a series of crisp sounds. As the sound lingered around her body, she also brought a circle of pale golden flowers. The grace of the body is pleasing to the eye.
The white woman was covered by thick blue silk, the corner of her mouth was slightly tilted, her eyes were cold and sarcasm.
She stretched out two dry bones and gently patted it.
Within the main hall of the city hall, accompanying the statue of Wenwu, who is around the city grandfather, oh yeah, it seems to be alive, shaking off the huge splash of dust, and stepping out of the platform in one step, stepping on the main hall. On the bluestone floor, two statues of clay figurines up to two feet rushed to the threshold. The statue of the hand-held shovel was squatting against the young boy, and the other statue of the official with the fine iron seal was not stagnant. Stepping out of the threshold, handcuffed a huge iron seal, shot to the girl.
If the original method was broken, it would be possible for the city grandfather to return to freedom. This is a reasonable and reasonable situation. Where do you think of the real murder, not at the square outside the city hall, not in the white woman in the sinister, but in the city hall where the hope is? Then, the city grandfather who should have a golden body, Shen Wen, where is it going?
In the city hall, the most noble and majestic statue in the center, the original golden grandfather, now bleak, the golden debris of the earth, only a pair of eyelids, the golden brilliance of the stars. Any local person in Rouge County can't believe that this is the "Golden City" of Rouge County.
Because according to the records of the Rouge County records, nearly one hundred and two gold gold foils were used to cover this statue. The generation’s county guards adults, and the county’s dignitaries and grandfathers asked the grandfather to marry his grandmother. After the fundraising was successful, he also specially engraved a piece. Good people monument, record the family of names of all funded people.
The main statue of the gold foil, which is not one, is hard to make a sound, and the hoarse voice is passed to the threshold. "You two are going fast. These evil devils are unknown. There are a large number of people. This place is just a white ghost. If you can When you escape from birth, you must go to the immortal master of the gods, or the gentleman of the lake, and say that the country of the color coat is in great difficulty. Once the country is destroyed, the neighboring six countries, including the ancient Shu State, are spared. !"
It turned out that this city seat that was supposed to shelter a county was clearly a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it was difficult to protect itself.
Outside the main hall,
First, the girl with the silver bells on her arms and ankles helped Chen to block the black smoke. The four bells rang out, and countless pale golden flowers bloomed. The original black smoke was cut and shattered, but The girl was also smashed into a few places by the smoky black smoke, vomiting blood, but still insisted not to retreat, standing near the daredevil, wrists shaking, ringing bursts, gold petal petals, continue to a little bit to eliminate those mixed Black smoke of mourning.
Chen Pingan played the 19th punch with a light wind.
Then there is the remaining black smoke, madly pouring into the "ice surface" inside and outside the main hall, helping the array to remove the sacred and sturdy 19-gun punch.
Then there are two statues of "rebellious" clay sculptures, one waving a shovel to the head of Chen Pingan, one person holding a fine iron official print to the head of the girl.
Chen Ping An's self-confidence, with the thunder and lightning, the 20th punch, the squad of the array, although not yet broken, but already faltering, at most only a punch. However, Chen Ping’s heart is helpless, and the gods are screaming. There is no way to hand out the 21st punch, but he can’t watch the girl, and the statue of the official who rushed out of the threshold will die, otherwise he is Have the opportunity to hand out the last punch.
Chen Ping’s slate cracked at the foot of the foot, and the whole person disappeared instantly. He escaped the shovel of the statue of the general of the military commander. He immediately came to the side of the statue of the official, and punched the iron on the waist of the statue. Saving lives, so Chen Pingan did not dare to have any Tibetan mastiffs, so that when the fists were punched, the arms were surrounded by the fullness of the snow-white color, the fists screamed, and there was a looming wind and thunder.
A two-foot-high statue of clay sculpture, the cockroach was smashed out by Chen Pingan, the feet of the huge idol, plowing a gully on the ground.
The girl heard the movement behind her, turned her head and looked at it, only to guess the reason, and then to the unsatisfied guilty teenager, then some eyes were sluggish.
Regardless of what the girl thinks, Chen Ping can seem to be punching out with both hands and arms. In fact, she slipped out two gold-colored pagodas from the two sleeves, quietly stuck in the palm of her hand, holding the statue of the military commander of the iron shovel. After a trick fell, the ground bricks burst and cracked. After straightening up, I once again waved the iron shovel toward Chen Ping. Chen Ping’s southerly calendar, and went through countless slow boxings, but when he was going to be fast.
That is really fast!
The shovel still fell, and Chen Ping did not know when he had already come to the front of the military commander. The toes were a little bit, his figure jumped, and his palms were shot at the forehead of the gods.
Golden light!
Around the statue of the generals of clay sculptures, a golden pagoda slightly larger than it appears in the air, and the lightning flashes like a dragon.
The image of the is like being "dedicated" in this pagoda.
What can be specifically tasted, from the size of the huge body of the clay sculpture, it can be seen, no matter how it struggles, how to wave the iron smash and slam, the pagoda demon always keeps it firmly.
After Chen Heping sacrificed the first golden material of the Pagoda Town demon, when his feet were on the chest of the military commander's chest, he bounced out of the situation and went away. He came to the girl at a faster speed. In front of the statue of the official, it was a slap in the face, just put the golden charm on the official seal of the fine iron.
The tall statues are like mountain peaks, knees are bent, and debris is falling from the knees, almost falling off.
Chen Ping’s feet still didn’t land, and after the golden light bloomed, the figure continued to climb. He stepped on the top of the idol and looked at the white woman who was standing on top of the stone tablet.
Chen Pingan did not have any stagnation. The volcano was volleyed. He rushed to the stone monument under the cypress tree. He patted the sword in the air and whispered: "Demon!"
The 槐木剑 popped the raft and was held by Chen Ping with one hand.
Go away with a sword.
In one go, it's a bit chic.