Chapter 115: 13 Stick Monks

Chapter 115

The martial arts are in chaos.

During the day, the major gang forces that withdrew from the city were ambushed and attacked by the Green Forest Alliance to varying degrees! Numerous Good Fortune Realm gangsters, led by a small number of Mysterious Realm masters, were even more powerful, and easily wiped out most of the bodyguards' gangs.

Except for a few powerful forces who barely supported the gangsters' offensive and delayed it for a little longer, only some escaped from the sky because they saw the situation was not good and decisively abandoned their darts. Most of the gangs ended up with their entire army wiped out!

period……

There are also many players who plan to intervene with the idea of ​​profiting from the fisherman, but after being resurrected from Wumiao, everyone understands the seriousness of the situation.

The birthday tribute given to the emperor is really beyond the reach of people like them!

The Green Forest Alliance took advantage of their killing each other, greatly weakening their strength, and without the protection of the imperial court, stabbed them severely, and most of the tributes were taken away from the players.

certainly……

There are also some special exceptions.

Some players have seen some signs based on the REP recorded in different regions.

As long as the number of dart boxes and tributes is small, the number of bandits ambushing is also small, and the chance of bandit leaders appearing in the Mysterious Realm is also greatly reduced; like major gangs, who amass tributes from players wantonly, the more tributes they have, the more bandits they will attract. The more, the number of bandit leaders in the Mysterious Realm increases dramatically, and the faster they die!

so……

During this day, some teams that were strong enough but had a small number of escorts managed to intercept several waves of raids without losing the tributes in their hands.

Rare is more expensive!

The massacre caused by various tributes in the early stage, because most of them were taken away by the imperial court and the Green Forest Alliance, the tributes left in the hands of a very small number of players suddenly highlighted their value-more gang forces began to spare no effort to track down these tributes location of .

original……

If most of the gangs get these tributes, they can also guarantee that the well water will not interfere with the river water and strengthen each other;

But now those priceless treasures, secret books, and panacea in everyone's hands are lost, how can they be willing to watch a few people use them to leap to their own?

Under the trend of interests and greedy ambitions, more intense bloody storms have once again set off in the arena.

Even the Shaolin Temple, the leading martial arts school in the Jianghu, was involved in this disaster that made the whole Jianghu people turn pale...

Zhengzhou, Songshan.

Thirteen monks with sticks walked quickly along the wide and wide official road at the foot of the mountain, each of them had blood stains and a tired look on their faces;

Behind them was an 'open' dart cart without the dart flag and canopy, with three brocade boxes on it, which were "creaking, crunching" all the way under the pull of the horses.

"Coming!"

Glancing at the majestic Songshan Mountain, a group of Shaolin Temple disciples who had their ring scars all heaved a sigh of relief, with excitement and excitement shining in their eyes.

"Keep going! Two miles ahead will be the boundary of our Shaolin!"

Everyone was overjoyed, and they patted their horses and walked away for a while.

"Be careful! There are people!"

When passing by a pavilion, the first few people stared and quickly reminded the people behind in a low voice.

A group of monks showed their eyes, their robes trembled, and the air flow was surging. They all looked at the pavilion not far ahead!

The pavilions at the foot of Songshan Mountain for passers-by to rest are very simple and common. They are built with thatched wood, with a stone table and a few stone piers in the middle.

At this time, there are two seemingly incompatible players sitting in the gazebo:

A middle-aged man with a sloppy face, drunkenly holding a jar of wine, ecstatically drinking at the stone table, smacking his mouth from time to time,

"Great wine!" with a look of great enjoyment;

The man on the opposite side was relatively young, wearing a blue shirt fluttering in the wind, the hero scarf fluttering, his facial lines soft and not lacking in firmness, he looked very fresh and handsome. With a flat smile, he played with a very ordinary-looking piece of jade in his hand, even if a group of people from Shaolin Temple passed by the pavilion, they didn't take a second look.

But the thirteen monks of Shaolin Temple obviously didn't think that the people in the gazebo would be pilgrims for sightseeing, so the leader lowered his voice and told his companions:

"Center of the circle! Send a signal to let the brothers from the division come over to respond..."

The people behind quickly rushed out, stared at the people in the gazebo, took out something from the Qiankun bag, and threw it into the air.

"Cruel!!"

Amidst the shrill sound, a fiery red light quickly rose into the sky, and with a "bang!", a not-so-dazzling fire burst into the sky.

The two people in the gazebo had different reactions.

The face of the middle-aged sloppy man changed slightly, he quickly glanced at the signal in the sky, and immediately returned to normal;

The blue-shirted youth didn't even raise his head, and continued to seem that everything in the outside world was not as attractive as the jade in his hand, and remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard anything.

A group of monks looked at each other in astonishment.

They have already sent out a signal, and I believe that Shaolin brothers will come to help soon, but these two people are actually indifferent, isn't the other party coming for them? Or... have given up on the plan to rob the dart?

and……

The gazebo is relatively open around, and there is no way to hide people around, so there should be no ambushes.

Even though he thought so, the Shaolin monk never let down his vigilance, guarded the escort car carefully, and continued to move forward.

Pass the gazebo.

The two people in the pavilion remained indifferent.

It's just that the slovenly middle-aged man stopped drinking, put the jar on the table, and looked at the young man in blue shirt who was appreciating jade with slight doubts.

In fact, when he arrived at the pavilion, the blue-shirted youth had already been here for a while.

The handsome young man in blue shirt looks very young. Before he came, the other party was looking towards the direction of Songshan, with a touch of nostalgia and sadness on his face. Although it seems to be a different person now, it is not difficult to see , the other party has a special feeling for Songshan...or for Shaolin...

It was the strange change of the other party that made the sloppy middle-aged man think that the other party must have come here with the same purpose as him.

But when the Shaolin monk passed by, the other party didn't even look at it, and his attitude towards the signal was as if he hadn't heard it, which made him hesitate again.

Didn't this kid come here for these darts?

Seeing that the Shaolin monk's escort car was about to leave his sight, the other party remained motionless, concentrating on looking at Yu Jue in his hand, and the slovenly middle-aged man finally stood up from his seat staggeringly.

"A jug of... dirty wine... If you go to the rivers and lakes, you will not be accompanied by a poor man." Leaving aside the blue-shirted young man, he sat quietly in the pavilion, and the slovenly middle-aged man walked unsteadily, walking lightly and heavily towards the direction the monk came from. .

But he didn't realize that the moment he left the pavilion, the young man in blue showed a faint smile, shook his head slightly, and continued to focus on Yu Jue.

The wind blows quietly over the gazebo...

There were faint sounds of intermittent weapons clashing and hastily shouting.

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