In the inn, Wei Dinggong asked the purple-robed Taoist priest to enter the room, and then ordered the two young monks to guard the door before closing it.

"Her messenger just left, why are you here now?"

"The speed of Lu Mao's message transmission has always been trustworthy. I have not had much contact with you before. In order to prevent long nights and nightmares, of course I'd better come and meet you early so that we can discuss and finalize the itinerary."

The purple-robed Taoist's body was warm, and the half of his face that was not covered by his hair was flushed, as if he had just drunk a lot of wine and was drunk, but there was no smell of alcohol.

After he entered the room, without being polite at all, he sat down on the bed, put his left leg on top of his right leg, put his wrist on his left knee, and played with the flute.

The host, Wei Dinggong, just stood there, showing his intention to deceive the host without any concealment.

This gesture made Wei Dinggong frown slightly, and he felt that it was exactly the same as that woman's style, and said: "You are too conspicuous dressed like this. Now, there are dozens of sects and hundreds of people living near Zhenwu Temple.

Warlock, if someone sees you, spreads gossip, and even recognizes your identity, wouldn't I be completely exposed?"

The purple-robed Taoist's eyes only fell on his flute, and he replied lazily: "That's why I chose to come here late at night. At this hour, there is almost no one on the street."

Wei Dinggong said dissatisfied: "Can't you just make some disguise? That's all, we're all here anyway, and we need to discuss the itinerary, so let's get straight to the point."

"The Hungry Ghost Festival ceremony is not far away. I will make an excuse tomorrow and say that I will go back to host our Zhongyuan Festival ceremony and say goodbye to other mages. You can change your outfit and stay in the inn until it is time to leave.

, then infiltrate into my disciples and go on the road together, and never meet those cunning and vicious old men like Monk Yanglian and Grand Duke Huangtou."

The purple-robed Taoist turned the flute in his hand without raising his head. He listened to what he had to say in a perfunctory manner, and then said slowly: "But there is more than one of us here."

Wei Dinggong was irritable and said patiently: "How many people are there?"

The purple-robed Taoist counted on his fingers.

Wei Dinggong heard the sound of birds flapping their wings above and looked up.

The green-haired strange bird was standing on the beam with its head tilted, staring at Wei Dinggong with its warm and wet eyes, which were clear in black and white.

"Why did you come back..."

Before Wei Dinggong finished speaking, his chest felt numb and his voice became hoarse. When he lowered his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the purple-robed Taoist's white bone flute touching his chest.

'what you do……'

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. A strange feeling spread rapidly from the place where the flute hit his chest.

When this strange feeling spread to the back of his head, Wei Dinggong even felt that his head was no longer his, and his consciousness became erratic, confused and confused.

After a while, the purple-robed Taoist took back his flute and raised his head.

The green-haired strange bird's eyes turned and met the eyes of the purple-robed Taoist. The eyes on both sides were surprisingly similar.

The strange bird swooped down and hit the purple-robed Taoist's face, exploding into a cloud of green smoke. The black hair covering half of his face was blown up, revealing the scarred half of his face.

Immediately, the smoke separated like small snakes and penetrated through the purple-robed Taoist's nostrils and ears.

The black hair fell down again, and the white bone flute of the purple-robed Taoist knocked on Wei Dinggong's shoulder.

"The answer to the question of how many of us have come depends on how many of them have come. But to be cautious, this group of people must still ask people to send people to guard each place to keep an eye on the movements of the other sects. There must be no more than five people who can come here to find you..."

………………

Guan Luoyang, Qiu Di, and Qiu Shi came to a folk house and met with Taoist Master Zhiyuan of Sanqing Temple.

"Shortly after Wei Dinggong and the others came back, a strange bird with a magical aura came across the roof and went in to talk to him. I sent a house-watching insect to investigate, but in order to avoid alerting the snake, I didn't dare to rely on it. Being too close, I could barely capture some snippets of conversation when their emotions were ups and downs.”

Taoist Master Zhiyuan said, "In this matter of fighting for the order, someone is indeed plotting secretly, colluding with Wei Dinggong, and plotting against evil. However, they may not have deep trust in each other. The Secret Treasury of Wei Dinggong's Stone Temple , seems to have been evacuated by them."

"Just now, another purple-robed Taoist with suspicious behavior entered the inn, so I sent the incense-eater to report the news."

Wei Dinggong is a traitor in the righteous way. This matter can only be said to be as expected. Guan Luoyang is not surprised. What makes him concerned is: "Taoist priest, you said they don't trust each other deeply?"

Taoist Master Zhiyuan nodded: "Judging from the few words they said, they should have been dealing with each other for many years, but they are still wary of each other. This is normal. Who dares to completely trust someone like Wei Dinggong."

Guan Luoyang raised his right eyebrow, thoughtfully.

Qiu Di said disappointedly: "So, old guy Wei Dinggong may not know the real plan and lair of that group?"

Qiu Shi said: "To persuade a cunning and cunning figure like Wei Dinggong to help, we need to use coercion and inducement. They will at least reveal something to make Wei Dinggong tempted. Besides, it's still late at night. Is it the purple-robed Taoist who came to contact me? He may know more."

Qiu Di realized that this was reasonable and said: "Now that the target is determined, let's call in more brothers to help and capture them alive?"

Guan Luoyang objected: "No, the others still have to keep an eye on them, and Zhenwu Temple also needs to leave enough manpower to prevent them from getting injured. It's just the few of us who should take action immediately. It's best if we can capture them alive, but Fan Fan feels that They pose enough threats, and they must not be merciful, just kill them."

He patted Qiu Di on the shoulder and warned seriously, "The Hungry Ghost Festival ceremony attended by high-ranking officials and princes is imminent. At this time, they set up a plot to deal with the Zhenwu Temple and engage in a battle to seize the order. In fact, the main line of the entire conspiracy has already been revealed. , so the specific details are not that important.”

"The bigger the conspiracy, the easier it is to evolve into a confrontation with open swords and open guns. At this time, killing the opponent's effective forces is the first thing."

"As long as one more enemy master is killed, we will take less risks in the future, and we will definitely make a profit without losing any money."

Qiu Shi's face showed approval, with a rare coldness in his tone, and said: "Although the important officials of the Ming Dynasty each have magical weapons to protect their bodies, Wei Dinggong may not be able to succeed in one or two surprise attacks, but Qi is forbidden." For things like law, the uncertain factors at critical junctures are too great. Even if capturing him alive is the second priority, killing him must be the first priority."

Just as Qiu Di was about to nod, Taoist Master Zhiyuan's expression suddenly changed: "No, my housekeeper has been killed."

Banglanglanglanglang!!!

The door of the inn opened wide, and wine jars were smashed out and fell on the houses opposite. They smashed into pieces on the wall, made loud noises on the door panels, penetrated the windows and fell into the room. The pungent smell of alcohol was It spread instantly.

The fire flickered and spread along the wine.

The alcohol content of these wines is actually not high enough to be used directly as fuel, but the flames that ignite the wines are strange. The flame core is green and white, and only the outermost layer of flames is orange-red, with a saltpeter-like appearance. taste.

The fire was so fierce that it penetrated through cracks in doors, windows, and roofs.

The heat wave is rolling and pressing.

Bang!!

The front and back doors of this house were almost blasted open.

The back door was opened by Qiu Flute, and an old couple who were originally in the house escaped.

The front door was kicked open by Guan Luoyang, and the two door panels shattered and shot towards the inn opposite, knocking down several young monks in the inn lobby.

That inn had long been rented by Wei Dinggong, and it was full of his disciples. A few young monks fell down, and there were also older monks with livid faces. They danced and waved poisonous snake magic weapons and flew towards them. Residential houses.

Guan Luoyang raised his eyelids and saw the trajectory of all the flying poisonous snakes in his eyes. He held the scabbard with his left hand, pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, stamped his feet, and his figure crossed the street, passing by the poisonous snakes flying in the sky.

Crossing the street, he unsheathed his sword and Guan Luoyang's figure disappeared into the inn.

In the middle of the street, most of the venomous snake magic weapons were cut off by the knife that Guan Luoyang took with him, turning into shriveled snake skins and falling to the ground.

A few venomous snakes flew into the house. Taoist Master Zhiyuan held three sticks of incense in his hand and bowed. There were many ghosts around him, and a strong wind blew down the fire and blew all the venomous snakes out.

The snake skin, which was originally soft and fine, became dry and cracked after being swept by the cold wind. It was hit everywhere and shattered.

The magical weapons that these juniors have been cultivating are simply not enough to see in front of Taoist Master Zhiyuan.

However, those strange firelights were suppressed by his sinister wind. Not only did they not extinguish the remaining smoke like ordinary firelights, but they seemed to be stimulated and surged from all directions, all converging towards Taoist Master Zhiyuan.

Even the flames on the roof "swam" down like living creatures. The flames that originally seemed to burn down the entire house all converged about five feet into the house, forming a zigzag wall of fire.

Qiu Shi waved the long sword in his hand and passed the wall of fire. The steel sword was actually like dry wood, with a layer of flame attached to it that was difficult to remove.

It is conceivable that if they want to force their way through this wall of fire, their whole bodies will be wrapped in flames, burning through their skin and flesh.

This is similar to the poisonous fire of the Forbidden Light Master. Although the temperature and toxicity seem to be much worse than the poisonous fire of the Forbidden Light Master, the fire is started with wine and surrounded spontaneously, without even the deliberate guidance of the arsonist.

This kind of sophistication hides a profound knowledge of magic. The knowledge of using poison is beyond the reach of the Forbidden Light Master.

"This type of poisonous fire seems to be particularly effective against the Seven-Star Magic Lantern Curse of your Zhenwu Temple?"

Taoist Master Zhiyuan fed the ghosts with incense. The ghosts around him emitted a large amount of Yin Qi, which was consumed by the wall of fire. His face was filled with anger, "Taoist Brother Jiuhe also has the remnants of this kind of injury."

The lantern in Qiu Shi's left hand swayed, and the light and shadow on his face were blurred by the fire. The effect of the Seven-Star Magic Lantern Spell was greatly reduced under this severe interference.

"Being able to painstakingly research this kind of poisonous fire, the financial resources and magical skills hidden behind it cannot be underestimated, but this kind of fire will never be the main reason for the death of my uncle..."

Qiu Shi stabbed his sword into the ground, changed his right hand to hold the lantern, left his left hand to make secrets, his big sleeves fluttered, and his figure was divided into two.

At first glance, the two autumn stones are no different from the real ones, and the lanterns have also become two. One lantern sweeps to the left, and the other lantern sweeps to the right.

The lantern crashed into the wall of fire, just like a whale sucking water. The poisonous fire with the smell of saltpeter was all absorbed into the interior of the lantern.

The two lanterns each turned half a circle, and finally collided together and merged into one. The flames inside and outside the entire house had been absorbed.

"Taoist Master, go help Qiu Hong."

Qiu Shi walked quickly with a lantern, climbing over walls and alleys, flying over eaves and walking on walls, and his figure moved quickly on the roof ridges until he reached three miles away.

The water was deep and turbulent, and the river was turbid. Under the moonlight, a lantern was thrown into the middle of the river.

Phew!!!!

A large fire spread, and even in the water, it was not extinguished immediately. After several minutes, it was washed away and dimmed by the continuous flow of water, and then dispersed.

If it weren't for this river, once this poisonous fire spreads, it might burn down seven or eight innocent people's houses. If there is a real possibility, even if it develops into a big fire that affects the entire street, it is not impossible.

.

But this troublesome way of dealing with it is just because Qiu Shi's Seven-Star Magic Lantern Curse is not enough.

If Jiuhe is here and all seven bodies and seven lanterns come out at the same time, even if the scale of the poisonous fire is several times larger, it can only be contained in the lantern, which in turn will increase the power of the righteous lantern flame.

'Uncle Shi didn't even have a chance to escape, it can only be because at that time there was a person with high enough strength and indeed stronger than Uncle Shi, who was also in the ambush...'

Qiu Shi ran back at full speed, fluttering a flag-flower rocket from his sleeves.

When the fireworks exploded in the night sky, most of the twenty Taoists who had been waiting for change in the Zhenwu Temple on the mountain immediately separated and quickly went down the mountain.
To be continued...