Chapter 375 Snowy Night (Third Update, Please Vote)

It was winter, and the area was in the north. The outside of the dilapidated temple was covered with a thick layer of white snow, which made a creaking sound when pedestrians stepped on it.

A group of heroes, men and women, old and young, strong and weak, carried their luggage and stepped on the snow to the outside of the dilapidated temple. The leader shouted: "It's hard to walk on a snowy night. Let's rest for a while and go again at dawn."

He exhaled a cloud of white air, showing the cold.

"Okay, I'm not as old as I am. My hands and feet are a little stiff from the cold." A bald old man smiled and responded.

With his lead, many people agreed, so they divided into several groups and arrived at the door of the dilapidated temple and climbed the steps.

"Stop." The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a fur cloak and a sword on his waist. "There is a fire inside. I'll go in and explore first."

The others immediately looked into the temple with caution, and saw warm orange light coming through the gaps between the closed doors and windows.

The middle-aged man drew out his sword with one hand and pushed open the temple door with the other. He focused his eyes and looked inside. He suddenly exclaimed, "Why is there no one?"

He didn't dare to be careless and looked from a distance at the door. After a while, he saw Meng Qi lying between the fire and the incense table, curled up.

Hair tied in a bun, hydrated, with a knife and a sword beside him. Although he didn't hear the sound of breathing, he could feel the obvious breath of life.

"It's a sleeping little Taoist priest." The middle-aged man exhaled. As long as he wasn't an enemy, a gangster, or a disciple of the Moon Village, it would be fine. "Let's keep our voices down and don't disturb others. Let's build another fire outside."

Everyone filed in, closed the temple door, blocked the cold wind, built a big fire in the center, and sat around it in a clear division. It was obvious that it was a temporary team.

They were all silent, as if they were thinking about something. They just melted the snow, took out dry food, and ate while roasting.

Meng Qi didn't bother to pay attention to them. He continued to practice the thirteen postures in the first volume of the Yi Jin Jing, and each posture took a cup of tea.

"Daddy, daddy, look, the little Taoist's sleeping posture is so strange." A girl with pigtails in her teens curiously and excitedly poked her father's arm, drawing everyone's attention to Meng Qi.

Her father was the leader. After taking a look, he coughed lightly and said, "Don't watch others practice, be careful of making enemies."

"Practice? Daddy, is this practicing?" The little girl was very lively and curious.

The leader looked around and said solemnly, "I heard that the Xuanmen sect has the art of guiding breathing, and the postures are different from ordinary people."

"It's not like I haven't seen disciples of the Xuanmen sect such as Daodeguan, how can it be so weird..." The young man with acne on his face muttered.

The cold wind was blowing, making the windows and doors creak, covering his words.

The bald old man coughed and said, "Mr. Wen is right. We just met by chance. It's better not to talk about the young Taoist priest. We are running in the snowy night. It's most important to take care of ourselves."

Hearing the word "running", the slightly lively atmosphere suddenly became solidified.

Just then, someone knocked on the temple door.

Dongdongdong, dongdongdong, the sound spread far in the snowy and cold night.

"Who?" Mr. Wen clenched his sword and asked loudly. He didn't notice anyone approaching just now. He could conceal his walking on the snow. This light skill is extraordinary!

Female, in her twenties, plain white cotton jacket and cloak, came out of the forest while you were discussing my posture. The sound of stepping on the snow was very weak, leaving only shallow footprints, which were immediately covered and eliminated by the snow. There was also an old man beside her, tall, wearing a green robe, hunched over, and possessing body-protecting qi...Meng Qi had just finished a round of practice and "answered" their questions in his mind.

In the state of "Yi Jin Jing", he seemed to have a feeling of unity between man and nature, and returning to the womb. With this, he could sense the surrounding things better than usual, and he could see and hear things with his own eyes and ears even if he was twenty or thirty feet away.

"A person who lost his way on a snowy night." A female voice sounded outside the door, with a soft and sticky accent and a southern flavor.

Mr. Wen smiled cautiously: "This is an unowned land, please go as you please."

He could still distinguish them even though they were close to the door.

The temple door opened again, and two people came in. They were exactly the same as Meng Qi's "description". The woman had a melon-seed face and willow-leaf eyebrows, revealing a bit of freshness. She shook off the snowflakes on her cloak, held a long sword tied with a red rope, and walked to the side with the old man.

Seeing the two of them, Mr. Wen and the bald old man changed their faces, not knowing whether they were afraid or embarrassed.

The red string lady and the hunchbacked old man did not light a fire, but sat on the ground directly, looking at Mr. Wen and the bald old man, first with confusion, then suddenly realized, and then revealed a bit of contempt, as if they knew each other in the past.

But they did not speak, and there was an unspeakable silence in the temple.

Another group of people came, hiding their breath, sneaking around... Meng Qi changed his posture.

In this state, he had a subtle visual difference in the internal skills, knife skills and sword skills he had learned, and looked at them from another angle, a condescending angle.

The true energy flowed and changed subconsciously, and the meridian route unconsciously changed slightly. Meng Qi made slight adjustments based on this vague feeling, but he could not summarize them. It was mysterious and indescribable.

"God Camel in the Frontier, Madam Hongxian, I wonder where you are going?" Suddenly, a sinister voice sounded, which seemed far and near, left and right, making it impossible for Mr. Wen and others to tell his exact location.

The little girl with a pigtail was scared and almost cried. Could it be an evil ghost?

Madam Hong Xian snorted coldly: "You are playing tricks on me. Do you dare to come out and see me? I will go to Jushen Manor!"

"The old hunchback is also going to Jushen Manor." The hunchback outside the Great Wall said solemnly.

Hearing the words "Jushen Village", Mr. Wen, the bald old man and others turned pale, shocked and frightened. Meng Qi stopped practicing the "Yi Jin Jing". Is this matter related to "Jushen Village"? Could it be that the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation deliberately chose the location where I teleported?

The insidious voice came up again: "Sure enough, it's the same as I guessed. I wonder what you are doing in Jushen Manor?"

"Of course it is to prevent Miss Huangfu Fei from marrying your 'Moon Township'!" Although Mrs. Hongxian is a woman, her words are direct and straightforward, with an underlying anger.

"Marriage is a beautiful thing, why should we stop it?" Yin Chace's voice pretended to be surprised, so erratic that it made people feel numb.

Madam Hongxian stood up and pressed her hand on the hilt of the sword: "Senior Huangfu broke through the shackles of his predecessors and became the strongest in history. He went crazy and went to the mountains before he reached his twilight years. My disciples and daughters are not yet mature. You, the 'Moon Country', bully orphans and widows." Mother, forcibly entering into a marriage in order to seize the inheritance of Jushen Village, what good can be said?"

Compared with Jiuxiang, which has been passed down for many generations, the Jushen Village created by Huangfu Tao has no masters of his generation, and the strongest among his disciples is only Jiu Qiao. If he had gone mad twenty years later, Jushen Village would have The foundation is completely solid. After all, for a strong man in the field, being around sixty is considered to be in the prime of life. Huangfu Tao himself thinks so, so he didn't marry and have children until he was forty.

"The owner of Huangfu Village passed away young. We, the Moon Country, want to help Miss Huangfu stabilize the foundation of Jushen Village. Are we bullying orphans and widows?" Yin's voice answered without any surprise.

"Hmph, Miss Huangfu had someone she loved and refused many times. It is known to the whole world. Mrs. Huangfu cried and worshiped the tomb before reluctantly agreeing. Why? The third disciple of Huangfu Manor, Xue Shaoxia, was running around to contact him about this matter. Who was he attacked and killed? ?" Mrs. Hongxian was furious and spoke sharply, "'Mr. Xiyue' wants to compete for the position of Tianyuan Emperor. I'm afraid he lacks some virtue!"

"Mr. Xiyue" heard about the ancient times, the contemporary owner of "Moon Township", and he was promoted to location a few years ago - this world has the inheritance of Zhenwu Xinzhong, and the division of martial arts is consistent with the main world.

Yin CeCei's voice fell silent for a moment before saying: "I am trying to persuade you with my kind words, but you are just kicking your nose and face. Aren't you afraid of death?"

Mrs. Hongxian pulled out her long sword with a clang, pointed at the roof, and said sternly: "You are taking advantage of the fire to rob, is it possible that Jushen Village has no helpers? Senior Huangfu has been a chivalrous man for many years, and he is generous with his advice to the younger ones. He has old friends all over the world, how can it be you?" Can you bully me?”

"Haha." Yin's voice laughed, "It's a pity that his old friend doesn't have anyone strong in the field, so in the three months since the engagement was announced, not more than ten people, including the two of you, have gone to Jushen Manor to help. After being persuaded by me, most of them retreated, while a small number went to see Huangfu Tao."

"Everything in the world is ultimately judged by strength. You know, the vast majority of people are wolf-hearted people. What effect can they do by doing chivalry and giving favors? Of course, there are a handful of people like you, no. He has a bad heart and a dog's lungs, but there is something wrong with his brain."

Mrs. Hongxian laughed angrily and pointed her sword at Mr. Wen and the bald old man: "Yes, I know that most people are really ungrateful and ungrateful, you! Wen Qichang was chased for thousands of miles by the Six Weishui Ghosts and almost died. Fortunately, Senior Huangfu He passed by and drew his sword to help, so he survived. Later, when he saw that you were seriously injured and could not recover, he left you in Jushen Manor to be a butler, act as a matchmaker for you, and let you get a wife, right? "

"You! Chi Feng, you offended the Tianzhixiang disciples and your family was ruined. Who took you in, and who helped you go to Tianzhixiang to seek justice?"

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She named them one by one, saying that Mr. Wen, the bald old man and others were blushing, ashamed and ashamed, and at the same time they felt angry.

"Is this how you repay him? When Jushen Manor was in danger, you escaped with many good hands?" Madam Hongxian shouted, "Although I am a weak woman, I still have the guidance of Senior Huangfu. I will keep this kindness in mind. Today, even if my body is shattered, I must rush to Jushen Manor to seek justice for Miss Huangfu!"

The divine camel outside the Great Wall also stood up and said in an old voice: "If it weren't for Master Huangfu, the old camel would have died thirty years ago. He has lived for thirty more years, and has lived for thirty more years of prosperity. Now he is using It’s worth replacing this old bone!”

"Elm head, don't know whether to live or die!" Yin Chechai's voice said viciously.

"Okay! This is a chivalrous person!" Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.

Mrs. Hongxian turned her head and looked around, and saw a handsome Taoist priest standing next to the innermost fire. He wore water-resistant clothes, tied with a silk ribbon, wore hemp shoes, carried a sword on his back, and carried a long knife on his shoulder. He had a carefree air.

What kind of enthusiasm does this Taoist priest have... Wen Qichang and others are at a loss.

Meng Qi smiled and walked forward: "But a chivalrous man never forces himself on others. Mr. Wen's strength is no longer strong, and he has a wife and a daughter. Even if he stays, it will not help, but will harm the whole family. It is understandable..."

He continued what Mrs. Hongxian had said before and spoke slowly. Wen Qichang and Chi Feng were filled with emotion, Mrs. Hongxian's eyebrows were raised, and the camel's face was gloomy.

"Hey, you little Taoist priest understands the truth." Yin Che's voice praised.

Just as Mrs. Hongxian was about to speak, Meng Qi stroked the handle of the knife and said with a smile: "I am a poor man, Qingyuan, but I have mastered the sword skills taught by Senior Huangfu. I am willing to go to Jushen Manor with you two."

"You..." Mrs. Hongxian didn't expect such a big turn of events. Looking at the handsome Taoist priest in front of her, she didn't know how to respond.

Yin's voice snorted coldly: "It turns out that he is also a person who does not know how to live or die..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Qi was seen verbally fighting with Spring Thunder, and his voice was gathered into a bundle:

"Hide your head and show your tail, come down!"

He used Eight Nine Mysterious Arts to simulate the purple thunder force to push Lei Yan.

"Hide your head and show your tail, come down!"

The voices were like thunder, and purple lightning was stirring in the air.

Crack, plop, someone fell from the roof, his whole body twitched, as if struck by lightning, and the sinister sound completely disappeared.

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