Vol 3 Chapter 19: pistol

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There are no seats on the second floor. No card package. There is no bar. There are only one labyrinth of long and short walls staggered. On each wall are paintings that Wen Leyang cannot understand. It looks like a penny of ink was arbitrarily sketched after being splashed. Every wall is full of agitated and full emotions. Just emotions. Nothing else.
There are also many people on the second floor. But it's different from the rushing downstairs. The men and women on the second floor only whispered with a bit of alcohol. Occasionally, there was a low smile. In the relative quietness, a hint of enchantment was provoked.
Wen Leyang is not afraid of many people. I'm afraid no one. He will not converge on the set of cultivation methods. Therefore, it cannot escape the spiritual consciousness of the monk. But in the eyes of the monk, he is an ordinary person. The more people, the more sloppy.
Ji Fei and Shui Jing's spiritual consciousness is not as sharp as that of Xiao Zheng, Liu Zheng. At most, I knew someone was approaching. The two teachers were not aware of them. Wen Leyang put the mask on his face. In case He and Jifei are able to resist at least a moment. Walking slowly by the wall. Finally stopped in front of the only door. There is a large laughter from Ji Fei's arrogant and bold air: "Unexpected. This is really the industry of the painting city. What do you call your son Yang Wen Wen?"
The frivolity and superiority that cannot be erased in Beijing dialect. It's very different from Le Yangtian's figure: "Le Yang Wen? My brother. Under Le Yang Tian. The two call me sugar candy. Don't say it to your Excellency. It sounds uncomfortable."
The monk coughed. Was caught by sugar candy.
Ji Fei's voice is solemn and calm: "Sugar ... You Le Brothers, do you know what the painting city is?" Lao or the unintentional chimpanzee in front of him is called sugar candy.
Le Yangtian replied with a slightly unpleasant answer: "You said this. Can I not know our family? Our painting city has been repaired for generations. It is not too famous. But it has also been passed down for thousands of years. "
The water mirror monk urging the voice and asked: "How are you an ordinary person?"
Le Yangtian's voice was a bit depressed: "I haven't been in good health since I was a child. I can't practice the doorway of cultivating the sky. It's useless at home. I just ask my brother for money. Start a business in Shanghai.
Wen Leyang was silent at the door. For the first time, I heard such a strong person say that he is not in good health.
Ji Fei lao thought for a moment. After a while, I spoke again: "Is there a good player at Leyang Family who can fix the sky?"
There is some inexplicable taste in Le Yangtian's voice: "Of course not. This is just a business. It has nothing to do with Xiutian. What do you mean by this?"
The voice of Laoya Huaya is very loud. Wen Leyang at the door of the hearing straightened goose bumps: "That's ... that's not easy to handle. I'm afraid it will be ..."
Le Yangtian's tone is the same as that of his brother Le Yangwen. Enthusiastic and old-fashioned: "The two are my brother's friends. They are the friends of Tangtang. They are also friends of our painting city. Tangtang is not the doorway of the Taoism. But there is nothing to do at home. Do n’t hide from me! The two are really dangerous. Tangtang will probably be able to cope with it, "said. A crackling sound came from the room. Le Yangtian put something on the table.
The monk gave a strange weep: "This looks weird."
Ji Fei Lao Dao was full of vicissitudes and sighed: "Children. This can't be done!" Dwarf Winter Melon Le Yang Wen is not here. Lao Tao has raised his seniority himself.
Le Yangtian smiled haha: "Dao Chang. This will not work. What else can be done?"
The sound of sucking tea was heard. I do n’t know if it ’s a monk or an old man.
After a while. The voice of Lao Cai Cai sounded again. The focus of the words is long: "One. The real self-cultivation can't be dealt with by a gun; the second one is that a person with a self-cultivation can use a gun. Your gunshot sounds. The face of the painting city will also be lost!"
Wen Leyang understood this. Le Yangtian got the gun on the table. Followed by some thoughtful words. It seems that Xiao Yi has long been infamous in the cultivation path.
Le Yangtian's tone was no longer frivolous at the beginning: "Please also speak bluntly. What happened to the painting city."
The old ways are still in circles. Reluctant to go straight to the topic: "Then I will ask you again. Your family's affairs. How much do you really know?"
Le Yangtian seemed a little impatient: "The painting city is to our generation. Only our brothers! Although Tangtang doesn't have any cultivation skills. The things at home don't have to hide from me ..." Monk Shui Jing suddenly cut off Le Yangtian's words: "What about your family and Sejong?" His voice was cold and grim.
Le Yangtian's voice also suddenly lowered: "The meaning of the two immortals. What does our painting city have to do with Sejong?" Le Yang Wen smiled and said: "Your two can stay in Germany. . These messages have been sent out. The painting city has become a target. "
The world is three points. One is the right way. Headed by Wufu. The most powerful. There are a large number of people with profound Taoism. It is the absolute leader in the cultivation path. The second is evil. It has been seriously injured by the right way to fight for more than a thousand years ago. Now dormant in the world. But since a few years ago, he started to move around. Not long ago, Wei Sansan of the Zizi Palace died after Mount Emei. The conflict between right and evil was once more intense. But Sejong no longer has a particularly good master appearance. The third is loose repair. Although there are many people, they are all in the crowd. Among them are the great aunts like Red Aunt and Niu Lux. It's far worse than other Wufu authentic masters. Over the years, the painting city has become the leader of free repair. But the disgraced face in Emei Mountain. Prestige plummeted.
In the dispute between right and evil. On the surface, loose repair has always been strictly neutral. Of course, with their strength. Blend the fight between right and evil. It's like a rabbit participating in a war between two brown bears.
Even if the painting city is the first family of casual repair. If you have an affair with Sejong, you will definitely be mercilessly attacked by the hardline factions such as Yizi Palace and Goat Road.
However, the painting city is selling Jinwo and Chenghuang Temple. Wen Leyang is always doubtful. Plus a moment ago. Hundreds of monks were killed mercilessly by witchcraft. Even if you want to use clothes buttons, you will know. Painting a city is not as simple as ostensibly repairing a family.
The water mirror monk hey: "Right path evil road. There is no fart relationship with us. If there is any connection between the painting city and those evil doors. Our brothers should not see it. However. This time we look for the door. Our brother and Le Yangwen's past sentiments. There is one thing that must be explained to you clearly. "Said. For a moment, he heard Soso's voice. The monk seemed to have pulled out something. I continued to ask: "This is for you!"
The room suddenly became quiet.
The life and death poison of Wen Leyang's body quickly circulated. Ji Fei and Shui Jing seem to know what the relationship between the painting city and Sejong. Hereby go to the door. Wen Leyang was afraid that the chimpanzee Le Yangtian would suddenly be in trouble. More than a hundred monks could be killed without a sound. If you want to pinch the non-water mirror, you just raise your hand.
After a long while. Le Yangtian suddenly said: "The two immortals are high and righteous! Please also make clear the cause and effect."
Old Dawn exclaimed. He told the monk: "Brother. Tell me."
The monk is quite conscious. Promised and began to say: "Ten days ago. When our brother was in Jiaxing. I accidentally found a few pairs. The nose of the goose and sheep road!"
Ji Fei Lao has been with the monk for many years. Still unaccustomed to him shouting an old cow nose in front of himself. A cold squeeze squeezed from the depths of his throat.
Le Yangtian's voice was a little hesitant: "Goose sheep road is one of the five blessings? Those Taoists. Are you enemies with the two immortals?" Listen to his tone. It doesn't seem to understand the current cultivation path at all. Even the famous Goose Goat must be confirmed.
Ji Fei Lao Dao took the topic: "It is not against us. It is not to deal with our closest relatives. At that time, a few gossips were sneaky. Since the two of us saw it, we looked at it ...
At this time Le Yangtian suddenly interrupted the old saying: "Two. Do you know this person?"
Ji Fei Lao wailed. Laughing without warning: "Of course. Andy Lau!"
Squinting and muttering: "This body looks familiar."
Wen Leyang was shocked. Immediately surprised. There was a slight fluke in my heart: Maybe I was looking at Liu Zheng ... and then I looked up and saw a camera. He steadily confronted himself.
Le Yangtian laughed loudly: "Either a monk or a master. Why don't you know if there is an electronic eye on top of your head. It's better than a thief! Andy Lau. If you don't plan to run, come in!"
Wen Leyang hesitated. Opened the door and went in. Reaching out wiped off the mask on the face.
Le Yangtian is leaning on a large sofa. He looked at Wen Leyang with a smile. Immediately before the opening of Jifei and Water Mirror, he jumped out in exclamation at the same time: "You ... you ... came to Shanghai from Qilian Mountain?"
The two monks met Wen Leyang last time. It was still when Wufu gathered for the first time in Wenjia Village to cry for the Buddha. After that, Wen Leyang took someone to Qilian Mountain. The two brothers swallowed a bit of money with Uncle Wen. Going to the mountains and playing with water. I didn't even know that Wen Leyang had come out of the Jinjin nest.
Le Yangtian was a little surprised. Pointed at Wen Leyang asked Ji Fei Lao said: "Do you know?"
Ji Fei nodded: "He is us ... the loved one we said."
Le Yangtian still smiled: "Then we are all a family." Looking into Wen Leyang's eyes. But there is no hint of kindness.
Wen Leyang raised his finger to the roof: "The people outside have nothing to do with me. I came here to ask something."
Le Yangtian looked at Wen Leyang brightly. No goodwill or hostility: "Fortunately it has nothing to do with you."
Ji is not smart. I heard something immediately. But Wen Leyang is his peace of mind. The big thorny smile to Le Yang said: "Why. There is a monk outside? Child. You do n’t know how to cultivate the sky. But do n’t worry!"
Le Yang Dessert nodded before speaking. Suddenly lost. Frowning slightly with his head sideways. It took a few seconds to return to normal. Ask Wen Leyang's head: "The people outside really have nothing to do with you?"
Wen Leyang didn't understand why he said that. Nodded: "We only came to two people."
Le Yangtian picked up the phone on the table. Press a key. Said two words: "Come!" A moment later a sturdy guy knocked on the door. Le Yangtian picked up the pistol on the table and went out. He whispered a few words in the ear of the young man. Put the gun into the other person's arms.
The shape of the pistol is a bit strange. The barrel is quite long.
After Le Yangtian came back. He smiled and asked Wen Leyang to sit down. Playing with a black jade symbol in his hand, he said to Ji Fei: "Please continue to talk about the two immortals."
The water mirror monk knows the rules. First glance at Wen Leyang.
Wen Leyang nodded quickly, flattered.
Ji Fei and Shui Jing went to Jiangnan in a mess. Inadvertently saw a few dignified goose disciples. Curiosity followed. It turned out that they were chasing down a Sejong evil faction. This evil faction has been seriously injured. Both sides chased and fled several times. In the end, all of them fell to the end.
The two monks waited for them to lie down. This is where the courage comes together. Unexpectedly, the character of that evil faction is not only dead. And they also recognized the two of them. Know that they are loose repairs.
Before the evil characters die. Just entrusted Ji Fei and water mirror. Take a piece of jade to Shanghai Painting City. Handed over to the people of Leyang Family.
If you put it before. Ji Fei and Shui Jing are likely to throw Jade Fu into the ditch. Then how far is it going.
But now the brothers have different visions. They are the life-saving benefactors of big and small rabbit demon. What if something happens. Directly into the Great Mercy Temple, the world is peaceful. No dispute between right and evil is put on them. In addition, Le Yangwen was indeed very loyal to them before. Only then took Yufu to Shanghai Painting City.
But the two monks left their eyes on. First ask clearly that there are no monks painting cities here. Only then did I boldly take out the jade symbol and make it clear what happened. If Le Yang is warm. They really didn't say anything. Baobuqi painting city will kill
Things are not complicated from start to finish. Ji Fei and Shui Jing came to paint the city. It is to help a sejong who has been killed bring something to the Leyang family. But because of the relationship between Sejong and the painting city. So there is a bit more danger in it.
After the water monk finished speaking. Ji Fei's eloquent eloquence said: "Le Yangtian. You don't know how to practice the truth. These things are best left to your elder brother. After all, the dangers of the truth are ..."
His words are not finished yet. Suddenly a crackling noise came from downstairs. Then there was another roar like tiger roar!
After a few seconds. Panic screams rang throughout the painting city.
Le Yangtian comfortably stretched out his waist. Some casually said: "The immortal is too worried. Cultivation of heaven. It may not be the first class. The sky before the tribulation is just a skin sac. After the sky squad. Maybe even the skin sac is not the same. Ordinary people have ordinary people's methods. That young man. He hasn't even practiced martial arts. He still killed a monk. And this monk seems to be doing well. "
Wen Leyang's blame is about to rise. Le Yangtian was taken aback. The fat palm shook: "What are you excited about! There was a loud bang. The wooden door of the house was broken. The small head Liu Zheng appeared at the door. When he saw Wen Leyang intact, he breathed out:" You are fine. "Liu Zheng's body. Carrying the backpack I just bought. The big horn and his flying sword are in it."
Wen Leyang asked Liu Zheng: "What's going on?"
Liu Zheng sighed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ pointed to his temple: "Goose and sheep road Sanwei is really dead. A shot here."
Le Yangtian smiled lightly: "The Desert Eagle is nine millimeters. The ordinary steel plate can be penetrated. Not to mention such a soft temple. No matter who it is. There is an iron lump in his head. I can't live it either." Some pretentious eyes widened: "The dead man. Is Wufu the head?"
It's a nonsense accident. With a clatter, he stood up: "Impossible. Sanwei silly? Let anyone shoot at him?"
Firearms that have long been technologically advanced. Supernatural powers made with ancient exercises. It is always opposite. The monks were also afraid of the powerful impact of firearms. But those who cultivate the sky can rely on their spiritual consciousness. Especially pistols, weapons that require close range to be effective. It is useless for masters like Sanwei. Sanwei Lingjue can detect everything around him at any time. Once someone pulled out the gun. It's too late to raise and pull the trigger. He was already killed.
Le Yangtian answered the nonsense question with a smile: "The painting city has some other skills. It can make the person who shot the gun hide the shamisen consciousness." He said with a sigh of relief. Looking to Wen Leyang and Xiao Zheng, Liu Zheng: "Now it's gone. Just talk about anything you have to talk about!"