Chapter 120

120 "Take a break."

Being caught up by the carriage behind again, Xiang Jiannan pulled the reins violently. He knew that the driver in front was extremely angry at this time. He saw him leaning his body with a provocative look, looking at the thin young man who was on the same level with him, and then grinned.

The boy didn't move either, his eyes staring straight ahead, with the word "looking for trouble" written all over his body.

"Taoist, let's take a rest before we go."

When he turned his head to look at Xiang Jiannan, his facial muscles were twitching. He stood up and pulled out a small knife from under his butt. The driver came back with grass in his hand with a fierce look in his eyes. He stared at the thin young man while feeding the horse with grass. In the end, his hand was almost in the horse's mouth.

"What bad luck!"

After feeding the coachman with all the grass in his hands, he wiped his hands on his clothes and simply stood in the middle of the road.

The thin young man didn't even look at him the whole time. As a result, he couldn't find any chance to lose his temper. He could only use words to let the other party know that he was very angry.

You and I don't know each other. If the Taoist priest in my car has offended you, just tell me directly. Why are you chasing me in broad daylight without saying anything?

Thinking of the white-haired old man who had stuck his head out of the window before, the coachman already understood what was going on.

The matter had nothing to do with him, but because of the little Taoist priest, he felt disgusted and simply stopped moving forward to see what the other party had to say.

I will take revenge as soon as possible. I have a bad temper and cannot stand this kind of torture.

"Mr. Nie, if you have anything to say, just say it."

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and seeing that there was nowhere to hide, Xiang Jiannan came to the car window and asked directly.

Even the rickshaw drivers are on strike, so this matter today must have a result. There are only two possible scenarios.

Either he was knocked down by Lao Nie, or Lao Nie knocked him down. Comparing the two sides, he would be at a disadvantage anyway. Just standing by and not taking any action would wear out one's patience.

Xiang Jiannan is also a man of blood. His only worry now is who will pay for the bus fare after he is knocked down. He hasn't seen anyone for a long time, so it's not realistic to expect anyone to rescue him.

"Seven hundred and twenty-six steps, Taoist priest, I won't make it difficult for you."

After a long silence, he walked out of the carriage. He first suppressed the driver's dissatisfaction with his eyes. Old Nie, whom Xiang Jiannan called Old Nie, finally showed up:

"I have always been fair. As long as you can survive 726 moves in my hands, the matter will be settled."

Seven hundred and twenty-six moves! I might as well just stand there and wait to die. At least this way I can look a little more heroic.

Seeing that the carriage beside Old Nie moved forward automatically after he got off the carriage, Xiang Jiannan didn't expect him to be so straightforward.

So this is the reason why he hasn't taken action yet. I thought he just wanted to scare me and count my steps?

More than seven hundred steps, how could they run that far in such a short time? I let the driver get rid of them before, but now I am the one who is wrong.

"Taoist, I'll wait for you in front."

The driver was so overwhelmed by Old Nie's aura that he dared not raise his head. Unlike before, he didn't even dare to crack the whip in his hand. With all his anger gone, he chose to run away immediately.

As expected, they came for the little Taoist priest. In this situation, you must not just think of watching the fun.

Life is always the most important thing. This old man dares to fight on the official road. It seems that he is not an ordinary person. The farther he runs, the better.

He had faith in the young Taoist priest.

"Seven hundred and twenty-six moves, you said."

Seeing that the coachman was going forward and would not stop, Xiang Jiannan could only bite the bullet and prepare to take action. Just as he finished speaking, he saw Lao Nie punching him. There was nothing special about it, as if it was purely a test.

He immediately twisted his body and stuck close to the fist to avoid the attack.

It's OK, not as hard to deal with as I imagined.

Bang, bang, bang! After one punch missed, his speed suddenly increased. After a few more moves, he connected with the green energy summoned by Xiang Jiannan. Old Nie moved his body and kept looking for flaws.

This young Taoist priest had good physical skills and was able to deflect his attacks one by one each time. However, he was not impatient. After fighting him for more than ten moves, he would first distance himself from him.

The test is over, this is all we can do.

"Buddha seal."

With a whisper, golden light condensed around him, and as several shadows appeared in his field of vision at the same time, Xiang Jiannan immediately realized that something was wrong.

This old man really has no martial ethics. When his fists and feet failed to work, he suddenly switched to magic. I saw several phantoms that appeared out of thin air spinning around him. Just looking at them, I made myself feel endless pressure.

He immediately steadied his body and gathered the green energy, holding his breath and waiting for Lao Nie to attack.

The magic of the Great Zhou Dynasty sometimes takes a long time to accumulate. Could it be that Old Nie is a Buddhist? He wanted to turn the passive into active, but he was illuminated by those shadows and did not dare to attack rashly for a while.

Whoosh! It came extremely fast, like a tongue of fire when it came from a distance, emitting an unstoppable heat. When the phantom rushed over, Xiang Jiannan instantly released a sky-high green gas. He felt that he could not block this move, so he took out his trump card.

The green gas was shot out like flowers scattered by a fairy. After the launch, he took a deep breath and immediately ran away.

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The difference in strength was too great, and the green energy that he released was probably not enough to even tickle Old Nie.

Bang. He hadn't even taken two steps after jumping out of the official road when he suddenly fell to the ground. When he looked up again, Xiang Jiannan found that he had been surrounded.

There were scriptures constantly flowing all around him. He supported himself with his arms and sat up from the ground, but found that his limbs had been entangled by several golden lights and he could not break free. When he tore them hard, he seemed to hear Sanskrit sounds.

There was a cumulus cloud pressing down overhead, and as the Buddha's light shrank, the cloud seemed to be falling continuously.

Every time a point landed, he felt the pressure, and sparks kept bursting out from the scripture.

Are you going to burn me to death right here?

Xiang Jiannan vaguely saw the figure of Old Nie through the scriptures, and realized that his day might be over.

No matter whether this old Nie is a Buddhist or not, his ending will not be good.

He was compassionate, but unfortunately he was his enemy. In panic he kept trying, but the green energy he summoned could not pierce the scriptures.

There was no effect at all. With just one move, Old Nie made him realize what the gap was.

At a critical moment of life and death, the county town.

He got up from the bed and went straight out of the house. Magistrate Sun was standing by the door motionless.

He was not drunk, but he used the fine wine from Baixianglou to deceive everyone.

This trip to the county is about to end, and my mission has been basically completed.

All that’s missing is a grand funeral.

He really came to see Xiang Jiannan off, how could the matter be so simple and easy to get away with.

There is no way to return to a peaceful outlook while alive.

Those reckless men are decisive and ruthless, how could they let it go just because I stepped forward? The time is almost up, and the little Taoist priest should have died by now.

To him, Xiang Jiannan's life or death was actually not that important. Whether he was willing or not, his trip as a prefect could only be a formality.

You can continue to offend, but there is no need.

He is just a small Taoist priest, so he will die if he dies...

(End of this chapter)