The body is covered with piercings, and the eyes are covered with white silk.

The person who appears is none other than the monk from the Lotus Sect.

I haven't seen him for many days. He looks slightly haggard, and there are small scars on his neck, as if he was burned.

The sun was setting in the west, and the monk's robe was dripping with water, but he ignored it and greedily took a few breaths of fresh air.

There are still people climbing out of the ancient well.

They are all yellow-robed warrior monks. They all have yellow faces and thin muscles, like evil ghosts. They squint their eyes when they come out.

It seems that the sunset is a bit dazzling.

Bang!

An old man in the house came to the backyard to fetch water. When he saw a group of strange monks, he was so frightened that he dropped the bucket.

"Don't implicate the innocent..."

Seeing the monk in his heart, he said without turning his head.

A monk who had already rushed out turned his fist into a palm after hearing this, and lightly knocked on the old man's neck.

The old man suddenly fainted.

The monk grabbed the old man by the collar and put him down without making any sound, then rushed into the courtyard and put down an old woman and two children.

They were tied with hemp rope and stuffed with rags, which was very neat.

Seeing the monk in his heart, he sighed, "Dharma Shan is a lay disciple after all, and his mind is not firm... Prepare lotus incense."

Without saying a word, several monks took out a bamboo lotus flower from their arms.

Although this lotus is made of bamboo, it is very beautifully made and lifelike. There are wooden sticks at the bottom as stems, and the lotus platform is composed of circles of incense sticks.

The monks lit it with fire sticks, then rubbed their hands together, and the lotus flowers buzzed up like bamboo dragonflies and whizzed away in the direction of the six doors.

Seeing the monk in his heart, he waited for a few breaths and then said:

"Do it!"

……

Six doors, inside the main courtyard.

A lot of people have gathered here.

Wang Captou was absent-minded and asked someone next to him: "Hey, let me tell you, what happened, the people gathering at this late night didn't tell anyone."

"I heard there is a clue."

Another silver medal catcher smiled and said: "Once the traces of those thieves are found, the left and right guards will gather. The Autumn Zao Festival is coming soon, so it is best to get rid of the matter as soon as possible."

Wang Captou sighed, "Yes, every day..."

"What is that?!"

"Hit it down quickly!"

Before I finished speaking, I heard the noise outside.

Most of the people in the courtyard are silver-level head catchers. They can be said to be the backbone of the Six Doors, each with rich experience.

If they heard something wrong, they would draw their swords. Others were carrying bows and arrows, and they would jump up to the roof with a few steps.

When they came out, they happened to see magnolia flowers whistling towards them.

The detectives guarding the gate have taken out darts.

"Don't hit!"

Someone is alert and reminds me immediately.

But it's too late.

Darts are like locusts, detonating blossoming magnolias.

Bang bang bang!

Accompanied by roars, colorful smoke and dust exploded in the air, spreading rapidly, and a strange fragrance hit your nose.

"Be careful of poisonous smoke!"

The detectives were also alert, and while retreating one after another, they pulled up the black collar around their necks.

This thing is also a six-door equipment, with charcoal, Perrin, mugwort, and styrax powder sewn in the middle. It can temporarily resist poisonous smoke, boost your spirit, and maintain combat effectiveness.

However, there is something strange about this smoke.

It continued to spread and became more and more concentrated. In a short period of time, the entire street and courtyard were completely invisible.

Not only that, everyone felt weak all over and their minds were filled with hallucinations.

Hee hee hee...

Their eyes were dull, as if they heard the sweet music of silk and bamboo, Feitian holding the pipa in his arms, and colorful ribbons flying everywhere.

"Illusion..."

A silver medal catcher forced himself to stand up, stumbling and waving the knife wildly in his hand.

At the same time, the monk Xin Jian also rushed towards him with a dozen warrior monks.

But in the eyes of everyone, it is a majestic Vajra with a golden lotus on its feet.

The monks of Lianhua Sect are merciless in their attacks.

With their bare hands, they were like tigers entering a flock of sheep. Their punches were so fierce that anyone who stood in their way was slaughtered.

Click!

Someone was hit in the head and his brains splattered everywhere.

Click!

Someone's neck was broken and he instantly fell to the ground without breathing.

Wang Captou has always been cautious, and he was rushing from the back just now, but after being hit by smoke, he happened to be blocking the road.

Sensing the crisis, his head became dizzy and he staggered back, trying to avoid it.

Bang!

A huge force came, and he immediately spat out blood and rolled to the ground without moving.

"Monk!"

Experts from the six gates also came after hearing the news.

Upon seeing this, Zhuge Divine Catcher immediately became furious, shook his folding fan in his hand, showed a row of blades, and whirled out.

The one who walked out of the smoke was the monk who saw the mind.

He looked calm and kept walking. When the iron fan came, he stretched out his hand and waved it.

It's like swinging a mosquito and hitting the fan bone just right.

Bang!

The iron fan shattered and fell apart, the fragments roared out, and several detectives fell to the ground.

Zhuge Shen was angry, but he became calmer. He drew out the sword from his waist and responded to the enemy.

But at this moment, I saw the monk's footsteps paused. It seemed that he only took one step, but with the sound of wind, the man came to Zhuge in an instant.

So close and so far away!

Zhuge was shocked.

He had heard about this Kung Fu, which uses extremely fast steps to create illusions. According to legend, someone learned it from Xuandu Observation, the holy land of martial arts, and it was very profound.

Could it be that the demon monk is related to Xuandu Temple?

These thoughts are just a passing thought in my mind.

Zhuge gritted his teeth and stabbed out the long sword in his hand instantly, pointing directly at the vital point of the monk, regardless of the exposure of the empty door.

This is a psychological game.

Unless the opponent wants to die together and has no choice but to retreat, as long as he stops the opponent, Xu Bai's magic arrow will definitely arrive as soon as possible.

The two of them cooperated tacitly, and used this method to kill countless martial arts giants.

But what frightened him was...

The blind monk suddenly put his palms together as if to worship the Buddha, but he happened to catch his long sword.

Tsk!

A harsh sound sounded, and as the giant palm slid down the long sword, it made a click and was imprinted on his chest.

Zhuge's whole chest collapsed, blood spurted from his mouth, and his vision gradually turned black.

The moment his consciousness disappeared, he suddenly understood that this monk was definitely an ordinary person.
To be continued...