Chapter 177 Beggar Taoist
Although he is still young, when he stands there, the temperament and aura he exudes make the people and things around him look much less impressive!
After a careful look, the old Taoist saw a long and narrow cut on the girl's wide sleeves!
It must be the energy she had just shattered!
I couldn't help but feel a little surprised that such a little girl could be so capable.
The old Taoist weighed it with both hands, reached into the yellow cloth bag with his right hand, and took out a small paper figure from the bag.
He spread the paper figure flat on the palm of his hand, bit his finger, painted the eyes on the paper figure, then made a sword gesture with his right hand and drew talismans on the paper figure.
While painting, he shouted: "Follow the orders of the Yinshan Patriarch! Command!"
As the spell fell, the old man swung his sword outward!
The paper figure immediately stood up from the old Taoist's palm!
Then he quickly flew towards the three people on the overpass!
Chen Xiaodao stood where he was, observing his surroundings vigilantly. The fierce Taoist energy just now seemed strange!
If one has not cultivated Taoism to a certain level, it would be impossible to emit Taoism energy through the air!
Taoist energy and sword energy are not much different.
When a person practices swordplay, learns swordplay, and masters the sword technique to perfection, achieving the unity of man and sword, the sword will make a ringing sound and emit sword energy.
Even if the sword does not hurt anyone, the sword energy it emits still has a certain lethality.
Just like the wind from a fist, a punch brings with it a wind, and even if the fist doesn't hit anyone, the wind from the fist can still hurt people!
The same applies to Taoism.
When a person's Taoism reaches a certain level, he can easily emit Taoism energy.
It's like hitting a bull from a distance.
"Be careful, it should be that beggar Taoist."
Not noticing any strange aura around him, Chen Xiaodao approached Feng Zhibai and reminded him carefully.
"It's not should, it is."
She slowly replied to Chen Xiaodao's words and pointed straight ahead: "Hey, look carefully, isn't there an old man standing at the end of the bridge?"
Hearing Feng Zhibai say that there was an old man standing at the bridgehead, Chen Xiaodao squinted his eyes and looked carefully in the direction of her finger.
When I looked up, I suddenly discovered that there was indeed an old man standing at the end of the bridge!
The clothes he wore were tattered, but judging by the style, they were indeed Taoist robes.
He has long hair, which is tied into a yin-yang shape with a wooden hairpin. He really is a beggar Taoist priest!
"Fuck! Old man! Stop!"
After seeing the man clearly, Chen Xiaodao immediately became alert and rushed forward with the peach wood sword raised!
“Hey hey hey!”
Feng Zhibai wanted to reach out and grab Chen Xiaodao who suddenly went berserk!
But before he could stretch out his hand, a bang sound was heard right in front of Chen Xiaodao!
"Um!"
At the same time, a perfect arc appeared in front of Feng Zhibai's eyes!
Chen Xiaodao's body was shaken and thrown six or seven meters away.
"Oh my god! Mr. Chen!"
Ma Zhang saw Chen Xiaodao flying out and quickly ran to catch him!
Before he arrived, Chen Xiaodao had already landed.
"puff--"
A mouthful of old blood came out of his mouth.
"Mr. Chen, are you okay?"
He hurriedly supported him.
"You old bastard, you have no moral principles and you're just trying to sneak attack me!"
Holding his chest, Chen Xiaodao felt a sharp shock in his chest and felt severe pain.
Feng Zhibai placed his hands in front of him, pressing his forehead against his chest helplessly, shaking his head back and forth: "I'm already exhausted, are you stupid? Are you still going forward to kill me?"
She took her hand back and turned to look at the beggar Taoist priest helplessly.
When the beggar Taoist saw Feng Zhibai staring at him, he smiled slightly and held a yin-yang fish in his hands.
"Old man."
The old Taoist just lowered his head!
Suddenly, there was a very clear voice in my ears!
It's like someone is standing next to you and talking to you!
He raised his head in shock, and the smile disappeared from his face!
A pair of eyes full of inquiry looked at the little girl wearing a strange long gown on the other side of the overpass!
She was the one speaking just now!
Chen Xiaodao rubbed his chest and got up from the ground. Seeing Feng Zhibai still staring at the old Taoist and pointing at him, he shouted, "Grandma, he bullied me!"
She turned around and glared at him angrily: "Then fight back!"
He rubbed his aching chest cowardly: "With his skills, I obviously can't beat him!"
"Then what the hell are you talking about?"
With a fierce look in his eyes, Feng Zhibai swung his waist, took a step forward with his long legs, twisted his body and walked to the other side.
"I'm going back."
"Ah? Going back now? Aren't we here to find the mastermind behind Ma Zhang's murder?"
After taking another look at the beggar Taoist priest, Chen Xiaodao limped along unwillingly to catch up with Feng Zhibai.
Ma Zhang also ran over happily: "Yes, Miss Feng, will I die if I go back now?"
"What's the point of dying? Didn't the mastermind behind this already commit suicide by jumping into the river?"
The two of them asked her questions from left to right, which made her head hurt.
Water corpse oil is the corpse oil from water ghosts.
Ma Zhang and her spent several nights together, and this water corpse oil was left by her.
As for why Ma Zhang was approached, there is no answer to this question.
The water ghost knew the reason but would not tell it, and the beggar Taoist knew the reason but would not tell it either.
So if you want to know who that beggar Taoist priest is, why he repeatedly incites people to riot, and what his relationship is with that water ghost and the Qinghai River, you need to find the truth step by step.
No matter how urgent this is, it can't be rushed.
"No, Grandma, we've already encountered that beggar Taoist priest! Wouldn't it be difficult to find him after we go back? And that water ghost! It's obvious that she's hiding in the water to recuperate! If we don't pursue her now, wouldn't it be even more troublesome when she recovers?"
Chen Xiaodao still didn't want to go back.
After all, I have been looking for this old Taoist priest for a long time.
It would be a pity to give up now!
Feng Zhibai brushed the dust off his clothes, rolled his eyes, and said in a speechless tone, "Have you ever considered that we only have three sticks of incense to spare? Have you ever considered that this is a dream? Have you ever considered that there's an old man outside fighting a ferocious gangster?"
In the ward.
Old Mitou was holding the incense burner in his arms, and the last stick of incense in the burner was almost burning out!
With sweat on his forehead, he hid the incense burner behind him. With an angry look on his face, he cautiously looked at Ma Zichun, who was standing beside Ma Zhang's bed with a gloomy face! Finally, he couldn't help but curse: "Ma Zichun! Are you sick! The person lying on the bed is your own father! The father who gave birth to you and raised you for so many years! The father who knelt in front of us and begged for help to save you! Do you have the heart to kill him!"
Hearing what Lao Mi said, Ma Zichun slowly raised his head, his cold eyes revealing a strong murderous intent.
"Give me the incense burner in your hand!"
He extended his hand again!
He ran quickly towards Lao Mitou!
Old Mitou ran to the other side of the bed holding the stove. "Bah! You're dreaming! Even if I die today, I won't give you the stove!"
"Give me the stove!"
He screamed again!
He grabbed the fruit knife on the bedside and stabbed Lao Mitou!
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