Chapter one hundred and sixty trouble
The Grandpa Ma mentioned by "Ji Xiaoyue" is naturally the old Ma clan who is having a quarrel with Yuan Jun and Zhang Lingqiao.
She really doesn't know which pot she can pick up.
Luo Yufeng looked calm, pulled "Ji Xiaoyue"'s thin arm and said calmly: "Sit down quickly and stop talking nonsense."
"Ji Xiaoyue"'s face suddenly pale, her waist was bent, her knees were slightly trembling and bent inward, and she gritted her teeth without making a sound. No one could tell that she had learned a small lesson in Luo Yufeng's hands.
Zhang Lingqiao clapped his hands and said kindly: "Haha, Lord Luo, the child is naughty, just say a few words, why be so angry?"
As he said that, he showed a brief gesture. The black-robed servant on the right side behind him walked out, as if he wanted to persuade him to fight. The robe sleeve was windless, and with a snap, it bulged like a sail, and brushed lightly towards Luo Yufeng's arm, which seemed to be persuasion, but it might also contain the Yuan Jun's power that made everyone in Bian Que Hall frightened.
Because these two black-robed servants were following Yuan Jun before, and some of the rebels in Bian Que Hall were basically destroyed by the hands of him.
Luo Yufeng did not dare to be negligent because Yuan Junba was extremely tricky and domineering. Even if he hit Luo Yufeng, he would be very likely to penetrate into "Ji Xiaoyue" through his palms and arms. She didn't want to let "Ji Xiaoyue" be plotted against, so she gently pushed her to the side and bowed: "Niece Xiaoyue is naughty, I am incompetent in discipline, so I laughed at the reverse envoy."
The body was blocked between the two of them intentionally or unintentionally to prevent the black-robed servant from suddenly rising and hurting others.
"Ji Xiaoyue" staggered back to the door and looked up to see the close-fitting woman who had taken Ding Bao away before was lifting the curtain from the inner hall. Ding Bao was no longer in his arms, and his eyes turned. He shouted and rushed towards her. He shouted: "Horse Lord, help me cut her left neck!"
The healthy woman was posing for the enemy. After hearing this, she didn't know whether it was true or not. She suddenly struggled. Her whole movement was half a beat slower. "Ji Xiaoyue" sneered and suddenly changed to a slash. A hand knife took the opportunity to slash the Jian woman's neck.
Finally, the healthy woman followed Luo Yufeng since childhood, with extraordinary martial arts skills and quick response. She crossed her arms and barely caught the knife, but the strong wind from the edge of her palm cut off her hair in her ears.
"Ji Xiaoyue" gained power with one move, but she didn't get entangled. She turned around and rushed by her side. When she was intertwined, she didn't forget to hook her feet. She staggered and hit the door frame with her side. She gritted her teeth and knelt down in a muffled voice.
Luo Yufeng was about to stop "Ji Xiaoyue" from making trouble, but it was Zhang Lingqiao's turn to smile coldly. The black-robed servant flashed slightly and cleverly blocked Luo Yufeng's way.
After only such a delay, "Ji Xiaoyue" had already entered the inner hall and began to search for the little Taoist priest Ding Bao.
"Where are people? Where are people?"
She turned around and shouted at the healthy woman who had suffered a dark loss and looked gloomy: "Where did you hide my little Taoist priest? Sun Clan Jun! He Clan Jun! If she didn't say it, you two would help me peel her clothes and tie them up to parade in the streets!"
Sun Clanjun and He Clanjun looked at each other. They really didn't know what to say about the young master.
The rest of the people in the Bian Que Hall in the hall also had complicated expressions and were unable to laugh or cry. Some people had faint anger in their eyebrows, but due to their identity, they had no chance of attack.
"Ji Xiaoyue" ignored it and made the inner hall messy, and there was no trace of the little Taoist priest. He seemed to be getting more and more angry. Suddenly, someone said, "Haha, the young master of the hall has turned it into this way and can't be found unless he flew to the sky and escaped. If there is a secret door, it would make sense."
But it was Zhang Lingqiao.
"Ji Xiaoyue" seemed to be suddenly awakened, and saw that there was only one wall between the inner and outer halls. There was a shrine inside the inner hall wall. The depth was quite unnatural, so she laughed proudly: "Oh hehe, it turned out to be here!"
He suddenly kicked his feet and said, "Cha" and the wood chips broke. A hidden space deliberately separated behind the wall was indeed empty, and there was neither the trace of the little Taoist priest nor the old Ma clan king was seen.
"Bitch! Hidden the little Taoist..."
She turned her head to search for the figure of the healthy woman, and suddenly saw Luo Yufeng's face was gloomy. It was not the way she had to indulge her naughty and helpless expression in the past few days, but the gritting her teeth, and she was so angry that she wanted to spit out the fire. She immediately realized in her heart that the fire was burning the right one!
Hehe, wait for them to tear their faces apart!
On the other hand, he pretended to remember something bad, and finally realized that he had caused a big disaster, so he turned his back and argued: "On the contrary... anyway... it's not here! What's the relationship..."
This is equivalent to admitting that the old Ma clan king deliberately hid the incident of not meeting the envoy. After the words were finished, Zhang Lingqiao had not spoken yet, and everyone had already changed their expression.
Luo Yufeng's face was cold and her body was trembling slightly. If it were her daughter, she would probably have slashed her to death with her palm.
But Zhang Lingqiao laughed and pulled off the secret door of the shrine that was kicked and cracked, lowered his head and drilled into the small space, and said with a smile: "A thousand-year-old ancient temple like Izumo Temple has many dark walls that collect Taoist treasures. I don't know how many generations of repairs and decorations, I'm afraid that even the Taoist priests in the temple can't be found, let alone outsiders?"
There was no dust on the ground inside the dark wall. It was obviously not consistent with what Zhang Lingqiao said after careful cleaning.
The murderous aura on his face began to rise. When he came over, Lord Yuanjun assigned the first task to be convinced by the old clan of Ma. Before major events, he must ensure that Bian Quetang has no other intentions.
If you really don’t agree, then break him in public!
Zhang Lingqiao's martial arts skills are not good, and he is very self-aware. Therefore, while looking down at the shrine, he quietly hinted that the two black-robed servants were waiting for an opportunity to take action.
He looked at the four corners of the shrine and saw that there was at least three feet apart from the wall and the outer hall wall. The shrine space made of wooden boards was just a concealment. It was hidden behind the bluestone brick wall, and it was afraid that the real secret room was located.
The secret of its entrances and exits is by no means comparable to that of the shrine. The entire inner wall has nothing but the fine stone cracks, and it is smooth and smooth.
I realized in my heart, stroked the wall for a while, and turned around and smiled, "If there is still a hidden space hidden in this wall, it would be a clever trick. There are no door knockers and chains on the entire solid wall, so there is no door opening even if there is a door."
As he said that, he shook his head and turned around.
Everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Lingqiao turned around, the two black-robed servants with unfathomable skills took action together, "papapapapapapapapapa" slapped four palms at the wall here. The huge force made the dust on the wall fall, and the bluestone bricks were left with sunken palm prints of varying depths, distributed in neat square shapes, and the size and shape were like the four corners of a secret door.
In the depression of the palm marks, the cracked blue bricks did not turn into pieces, but instead twisted and deformed, just like copper pieces being baked and stuffed into the crack.
It turned out that this secret door was cleverly designed, with the opening and closing hinge mechanism made into bluestone bricks, and a thin layer of stone skin of the same color was covered.
With the palm power of the two black-robed servants, they forced the door shaft hinge made of steel and the opening and closing mechanism into scrap iron. The melted steel was embedded in the cracks between the rocks. The mechanism used to open the door turned into a deadlock that killed the secret door.
Zhang Lingqiao no longer had to think about how to open the secret room and force out the person hiding inside. No matter who is inside, he would never come out unless the entire stone wall was dug open.
Lao Bushen, the first time I was exercising on behalf of Lord Yuanjun, you dared to bully me like this. Do you really think I, Zhang Lingqiao, is easy to talk to?!
Hehe, Luo Yufeng, I will give you a "Ji Si Miao Pill" that I have been entangled all morning, but I want to see who else can you take it?!
"Haha, this wall... is so strong! My two followers were itchy at the moment and wanted to try the palm power, but who knew that they could not even break a brick. I was ashamed, ashamed! Oh, this Tuyun Temple is extraordinary everywhere, and it is truly one of the three major views in the world!"
In the laughter, Zhang Lingqiao shook his cloak, walked out of the hall, and called someone to watch the seat and drink.
The Sun clan and the He clan looked at each other. Finally, the Sun clan had been in the world for a long time and was calm in the face of danger. His sharp eyes penetrated the falling stone dust and looked at the thin straight sword beside Luo Yufeng's waist. At the same time, several Bian Que Hall people who entered the hall together touched their weapons at the same time.
Luo Yufeng stopped everyone with her eyes, raised her chin gently, and signaled everyone to go out.
The middle-aged black-bearded Sun Jujun would come over and whisper: "Even if you are in a hurry to split the door shaft, it will only be a bargain for Zhang Lingqiao. Old Jujun Yu has no benefit. Let's go out first."
After saying that, he came out in public.
"Ji Xiaoyue" walked past the healthy woman and glared at her viciously: "Bitch, move my things next time, look at me kicking you a few ribs!"
The healthy woman lowered her eyebrows and stood quietly beside her face with a blank expression. The He Clan Jun who was walking in front heard it and turned around and frowned, "Your grandpa Ma is so confused, it really hurts you!"
"Ji Xiaoyue" sneered: "This matter is not something that bitch does. The surname of He, please take care of yourself!"
As he said that, he stepped out and when he was in a wrong position with the King of the He Clan, he deliberately hit her with his shoulder, knocking her back a small step.
The He Clan Jun's expression changed instantly and he looked shocked. She didn't understand why this little girl who had a good relationship with her before was like taking gunpowder.
Little did he know that Dan Tai Wangtu was worried about Ding Bao, so he felt a little depressed and angry.
Her original plan was going well. She was sure that she would bully a little Taoist priest here, and Luo Yufeng would definitely take care of it. Then she would use this to mess around and find the little Taoist priest, deliberately exposing the core of today's conflict, so that the conflict between Bian Quetang and Zhang Lingqiao could break out irreconcilable. She and Ding Baohao fisherman benefited, cleaned up the mess, and gained the best benefits from it.
Who knew that Luo Yufeng's follower, had too much good experience and actually hid Ding Bao and the old Ma clan king in one place.
Now it was fine, and the secret door was also photographed by Zhang Lingqiao's subordinates. Although there was no danger for a while, it could not be rescued, which caused the young scholar to suffer a little.
Chapter completed!