Jinyang City is governed by Shanxi Province. It is already rich and prosperous. The Poison King Festival of the Hundred Poison God Cult is about to be held, and the city is even more bustling with traffic.
The merchants shouted one after another, and many of the people walking through the streets and alleys were passers-by with weapons in their hands, all of them dusty from work.
Standing outside the Taishun Incense Shop was a graceful woman. She wore a black gauze hat, which covered her face. She wore a green shirt and skirt, carried a medium-sized black cloth bag on her shoulders, and held a unique sword with a rosewood sheath in her hand. The handle of the sword was made of red wax. Made of cotton rope with black strips in between. From her unique dress, it is easy to know that she is Gan Ling'er.
"This kind of incense is good, it can calm the mind." Ling'er smelled the fragrance wafting from the store and judged its ingredients.
For more than half a month, Ling'er traveled through rural villages and towns, met all kinds of people, and witnessed all kinds of strange things. She no longer acts recklessly and without thinking as before, being flustered and unsure of what to do when encountering difficulties, and refusing to admit defeat when encountering an enemy. She understands that if there is danger, she will avoid it. She will not fight hard when she sees a strong enemy that can be outmaneuvered. In critical moments, a silver needle that can save others can also injure the enemy and save herself. She can handle all matters big and small flexibly, and she should act according to the situation in any situation.
Tired of dealing with the men who chatted with her from time to time along the way, she simply put on a bamboo hat, which not only reduced the trouble, but also avoided the lustful intentions of the deceitful disciples.
At the edge of the bun shop, Ling'er stopped. She bought a basket of buns, then turned around and handed them to a shabby little beggar.
The little beggar was a girl of about seven or eight years old. She thanked Linger, but did not eat the buns. Instead, she put the buns in her pocket and put them away.
Ling'er felt strange, so she squatted down and asked her softly, "Little sister, aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat steamed buns?"
The little girl wiped the dirty things with her hands With a cute little face, he said, "I want to take it home to feed my mother."
"So good." Ling'er stretched out her hand to straighten her hair that was scattered on her shoulders, and asked softly, "Then Sister, can I buy a few more steamed buns for you to eat?"
"Sister, you are so kind, can I give you some money instead of steamed buns?" The little girl looked at Ling'er expectantly.
"How much money do you want?" Ling'er wondered why a young child wanted silver.
The little girl was very happy, but then she blinked in confusion. She said, "I don't know how much money it costs to see a doctor."
"Who is sick?" Linger heard Yan asked anxiously.
"My mother." The little girl said sadly.
Ling'er picked up the little girl and said, "Sister is a doctor, take me to see her quickly."
It's just an ordinary typhoid fever, but without seeing a doctor or taking medicine, the condition becomes worse More and more serious.
Ling'er looked at the ruined temple and said to the woman lying on the ground, "I'll take you to the inn to rest. How can you recuperate here?"
"Girl, thank you You came to see a doctor for me and took a lot of medicine. Why should we bother you again?" The woman said regretfully, "Besides, although this temple is in ruins,, but at least it can shelter from wind and rain, which is already good. "
"Then I'll buy some bedding later," Ling'er thought for a while and said.
"No need. Girl, you left so much money, we will take care of whatever we need, and we don’t dare to waste your time anymore. "The woman said gratefully.
"No delay. I will leave for Luoyang early tomorrow morning, so I have nothing to do today. "Ling'er said with a smile.
"If you want to go to Luoyang, you have to leave the city through the south gate, but there are many people from the Hundred Poison God Sect outside the south gate. " She hurriedly grabbed Ling'er's hand and warned her repeatedly, "Girl, you must take a detour, they are not good people."
Ling'er said, "It doesn't matter, my little sister knows kung fu." "
"No, girl, you don't know them." The woman was suddenly too sad to speak, and her tears fell like broken beads.
At this time, the little girl
Ling'er then learned that their family originally lived in a village in the southern suburbs of Jinyang City. Three months ago, the Baidu God Cult occupied their village in order to build an altar. He said that he also captured the strong men in the village to work as coolies. This is how the little girl’s father left them, and the two of them had no choice but to beg for a living.
“I will reunite your family. "Ling'er had a plan in mind.
After making preparations all night, Ling'er quietly came to the altar of the Baidu God Cult before dawn.
The Poison King Festival is the Baidu Festival. The Poison God Sect's largest sacrificial event of the year, both the leader and other important figures in the sect must attend, and its importance is evident.
The rebuilding of the altar is a large scale, so they have to do so. A large number of nearby people were captured to work as coolies.
Ling'er had already investigated the terrain here yesterday evening.
The Poison King is close to a god, so a round altar is used for sacrifice. In the square, earth and stones are piled up to form a round altar that is higher than the ground. There is a square pattern in the round altar, which is said to represent the earth. There are also five elements patterns around it that represent wood, fire, earth, metal, and water. The other parts are still in full swing. It is under construction and only some prototypes can be seen now.
There is a row of tents set up next to the altar, where the people who were captured to do hard labor live. Outside the altar are two rows of wooden stakes. Wall, there are watchtowers at regular intervals inside the camp wall, where the members of the Baidu God Sect live to guard the people.
While it was dark, Ling'er carried a bag filled with poison and performed Qinggong. After reaching the camp wall, she secretly visited one watchtower after another without alerting anyone.
As soon as it got light, the chickens and dogs in the distance began to bark, and the people came out of their tents one after another to get ready. Live.
Linger did not expect that there were so many people living in a few tents. She opened the village door and told the people that the guards had been subdued and asked them to go back and reunite with their families.
p>The people poured out of the gate excitedly, and in an instant, only Ling'er was left on the altar.
Ling'er looked at the empty altar happily and considered whether to do more damage.
ConfrontationSuddenly, Ling'er discovered that a signal smoke bomb had been sent out from a watchtower in the southeast corner at some point, and red smoke was curling into the sky.
"It seems that the drug was not enough." Ling'er thought in annoyance and had to give up the plan of sabotage again and quickly left the place of trouble.
But she didn't go far when she saw a group of people coming towards her at the south city gate. Ling'er guessed that it was the Baidu God Cult believers from the Poison King's Palace in the city who saw the signal smoke bombs and rushed towards them. Come over.
It was difficult for two fists to defeat the four hands, so Ling'er refused to fight with them and hurriedly turned around and retreated.
But the opponent is riding a horse, and Ling'er will have a hard time escaping no matter how frightening his Qinggong skills are. Ling'er looked around, thought of a plan, and ran towards the steep hillside to the east. Facing the steep mountain road, it is difficult for the horse to run fast.
Unfortunately, Linger was stopped by the enemy just as he approached the hillside. The person standing in front of her was a masked person wearing black clothing. It was obvious from her figure that she was a woman.
The woman said angrily, "You brave girl, how dare you let my slave go to die"
Listening to this voice, this woman is about thirty years old. She whipped out her long whip and hit Ling'er.
How dare Ling'er pick her up and narrowly avoid it?
Then, the woman whipped Ling'er's lower body again, and Ling'er jumped up and went up the hillside.
"Beauty, I'll chase her." A deep male voice sounded. A man dressed similarly to the woman jumped up from his horse and flew forward with several of his men to catch up.
The terrain was unfamiliar, Ling'er secretly thought that it was not good and she ran up in a panic. Suddenly, there was a "swish" in her ears, as if a strong wind was blowing, and then a faint scent of sandalwood came to her nostrils, and then she saw a tall black figure blocking her face.
"What an amazing Qinggong skill" Ling'er was amazed and was surrounded by several members of the Hundred Poison God Sect who were chasing after him.
The Hundred Poison God Sect members formed a semicircle around Ling'er's back, keeping a certain distance from the masked man.
Although it was already slightly bright, the forest was still very dark due to the obstruction of the trees.
The masked man in front of him stood with his hands behind his back, wrapped in black from head to toe, with only two deep eyes exposed, and his whole person exuded a dangerous and cold aura.
Ling'er involuntarily took two steps back, feeling that those two eyes were drawing her soul in.
"Did you release me?" the man asked coldly, his low and hoarse voice sounding like it came from hell, making people shudder.
"Yes, I let him go." Ling'er was not afraid of him. Ling'er, who had a sinister voice and was proficient in medical science, immediately knew that the man's deep and hoarse voice was caused by taking a drug, and that the man was pretending to be a ghost. Ling'er suddenly thought of the poor mother and daughter she met, and complained angrily, "You guys are evil and evil. Not only do you occupy people's land, but you also rape young men and break up their families, leaving many women and children homeless." Returnable, homeless, and reduced to a beggar”
“Girl, even IYou dare to interfere with the affairs of the Hundred Poison God Sect. I think you are impatient." The man said coldly. His tone was not as sinister as before, but it was a bit ridiculing. He thought to himself, "This The little girl is not afraid of him. "
Ling'er said righteously and solemnly, "People in the world care about the affairs of the world. You do these things that are harmful to the world. Where is your conscience?"
"Haha, that's good. Now let you look at me. Where is your conscience?" The man suddenly laughed. His deep and hoarse voice was no longer sinister, but it made Ling'er feel that it had a seductive charm. As he said that, the man pulled out his sword.
Ling'er felt A burst of cold air rushed towards her, making her shiver. She guessed that the man must be practicing extremely cold internal energy. It was obvious that the man's single movement of drawing the sword brought such a strong impact to people. The internal strength should be very high. Ling'er was very worried and thought, "His Qinggong is far superior to mine, and it is impossible to escape." Now we can only outsmart ourselves."
Before Ling'er could think of a countermeasure, he felt the cold air approaching instantly, and the other party had already used strange movement skills to bully him. Ling'er was shocked, the man was simply Moving over like a ghost, she didn't see the opponent's steps at all.
Ling'er had no choice but to take a few moves from the opponent, and found that in addition to the terrifying moves he used just now, his offensive attacks were very scary. Not violent.
"What's going on? Apart from Qinggong, his other skills are very average." Ling'er's mind changed, "Or is he deliberately playing tricks on me?" Ling'er felt unhappy and continued to use She tried a few fierce moves, but she couldn't do anything to the opponent. When the opponent was strong, he became stronger, and when the opponent was weak, he became weak. As expected, the opponent was really teasing her.
At this moment, White smoke rose up, and for a moment he couldn't see everything around him.
Then Ling'er heard the deep and hoarse voice full of anger: "If you lose, you want to take advantage of the white smoke to escape, cunning girl." "
After a while, the white smoke dissipated, and Ling'er was indeed nowhere to be seen.
"Lord Tianzun, she ran away," one of the man's men said anxiously.
"Sure enough," the man's mouth under the mask raised an unknown smile.
"Master Tianzun, what should I do?" the subordinate bowed respectfully and asked.
"That's it, go back, there's no need to waste your energy on a small role." The man put down his words coldly and flew down the hillside.