Escape from the desert with aura: I am the only native in the whole family

Chapter 655
"I believe you, that's the decision."

The fair-skinned and hastily silver-haired old lady was very refreshing, she turned around and left the venue, leaving behind a particularly crazy sentence:
"Before dawn, when the sun rises and dawn breaks in the east, that's when the pavilion master returns, girl, get ready."

The old lady's voice still lingered in the venue, and she had disappeared without a trace with a few nephews.

The scene fell silent again.

After half a stick of incense: "There are officers and soldiers outside, so what shall we do?"

Ah Jiu was pulled back to reality in an instant, turned sideways and whispered to Yaoyao: "As far as I know, cultivators are more or less trained as practitioners. You think the officers and soldiers we directly come to harden are also unable to attack."

"No." Yaoyao said in a deep voice, based on her years of experience in Fengqing Yage: "There are those who cultivate nature, those who cultivate skills, and those who cultivate life skills. They cannot be generalized, especially those who cultivate skills. Basically, they don't pay much attention to life-cultivation skills. Hard kung fu is not as good as a martial artist. If it is really head-to-head, I am afraid it will hurt people's lives.

Otherwise, I will ask Brother Yuan Fang to let them recommend themselves, write down their specialties, and discuss it later. "

At this time, there are still five or six hours before dawn, so there is plenty of time.

Even if it lasted until the pavilion master came back in the morning, someone would be in charge of the overall situation.

In the room on the third floor.

The pavilion master's disciple sent a large tray of notes.

Ah Jiu was in charge of opening it and reading it to Yaoyao: "I am a Taoist priest who descended from Hongying Mountain. I came from a disciple who sat down at the Kongtong Gate. I learned the Chang Qishang Quan."

"The boxing of the Kongtong Gate directly hits the inner palace, so it is called the boxing of seven emotions and seven injuries. I heard it from my master before." Yaoyao followed up with analysis.

Ah Jiu took out the note again: "Yaoyao, this one belongs to the Yinshan sect, and what they have learned is ghost charms, which can mobilize Yin soldiers."

Yaoyao was suddenly excited: "Unexpectedly, the Yinshan sect also has bright and upright disciples who came out of the mountain. You must know that dispatching troops and generals to make ghost soldiers work for me is the unique skill of Yinshan disciples."

Ah Jiu was not that excited, she just felt that there is no distinction between good and evil in magic arts, and the evil is only the human heart.

Just thinking about it, the note in his hand made Ah Jiu gasp: "Jiman? Nan Miao's technique of controlling Gu."

"Ah?" Yaoyao was stunned: "Jiu'er, Nanmiao in Southern Xinjiang is a well-known crooked way. It was once banned by the former emperor's edict, and no one is allowed to use it from now on."

Ah Jiu knew this, but Ah Jiu really didn't notice Jiman's existence among the crowd tonight.

He was willing to help at this time, and Ah Jiu knew why.

Now that the imperial court is in this situation, there is very little possibility of helping him to glorify the lintel. He just wants to use this opportunity to let the world know that his Nanmiao Gu technique is superior.

Since everyone has their own needs, Ah Jiu does not object to his participation.

"After the death of the first emperor, when the king of Huachang came to power, Yaoyao, you have been well protected by your master. You may not know that the puppet plague worn by the people two years ago was created by the Nanmiao voodoo technique Jiman."

Ah Jiu glanced through time in a daze, and returned to the scene of corpses strewn all over the fields in Yizhuang, those faces that his relatives did not recognize, and the puppet army that almost spent all his experience to save.

Yaoyao's expression was in a trance, yes, for so many years her master protected her very well like her biological father, but because there was an agency on the side, she knew the outside world well without leaving home:
"I heard a little bit about it. At that time, I learned that there was a strange woman among the people. Not only did she cure this disease, she even killed the rebel King Qi Ming with her own hands."

Ah Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and with a thud, the teacup in hand was overturned, and Ah Jiu hurriedly helped her up.

"What? You also know?" Yaoyao could feel Jiu'er's panic.

"Uh, I know, that person is me, but I really admire Qingshui Yage's mechanism skills. So far, only one person has guessed about killing King Qi Ming."

Meng Jiu'er really didn't know how the pavilion master collected the world's news, and he was able to collect such secrets.

"It's you?" Yaoyao got up abruptly: "It's really you?"

"I was also forced to do nothing at that time. The four-year drought made my whole family flee..." Ah Jiu talked about how he caught the young man in those years, and how he encountered bandits and the chaos of the world.

Hearing that Yaoyao had no place to put her hands down: "My master, he really loves me very much, I have never suffered like this before."

"So, I think you are quite happy, but I'm not bad either. My parents are always by my side. Although life is hard, I am very happy."

After Ah Jiu finished speaking, he returned to the subject: "Since there are so many people in the cabinet who are willing to help, why not meet a couple..."

"I think so too." Saying that, Yaoyao pulled the bell rope on the table.

Soon Zhang Yuanfang came in a hurry: "Brother, we must hold on to this matter until the early morning, and let all the heroes from all walks of life protect Qingfeng Accord for us."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yuanfang had just left when another disciple came:
"King Nanming personally brought people to encircle and suppress."

(End of this chapter)