Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 331 Ambush

"You want to catch them?"

As soon as Song Laosan heard Zhao Lin's question, he guessed what he wanted to do.

"Exactly!"

Zhao Lin admitted directly, "If you help me catch them, you have performed a major meritorious service, which can somewhat reduce your guilt."

"The few messenger talismans on your body must be to keep their handle?"

"This... alright, but please be sure to keep your promise, Fellow Daoist."

Song Laosan agreed without hesitation. Anyway, he had already been arrested, and Dora pulled two people into the water, so he felt a little more balanced.

"Okay, it's a deal."

Zhao Lin nodded in response, and said, "Tell me, how did you team up to rob the passing cultivator, and how did you divide up the spoils? Explain the process clearly."

Song Laosan thought for a while, sorted out his thoughts, and said: "The first step is to choose fat sheep, usually lone monks with low cultivation."

"The boat ticket from Zhouyi to Yinfeng Valley is 20 yuan Lingcoin. If you encounter a fat sheep, Hei Pi and Huang Teng will call a very high price, and let the fat sheep leave angrily, and walk to Yinfeng Valley by yourself."

"Afterwards, they will release a letter to notify Li Daoyou and me, and the two of us will intercept along the way."

Zhao Lin suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Lingzhou charged an outrageous price. It turned out that he was deliberately forced to leave by watching people order dishes.

Song Lao San continued: "Hei Pi and Huang Teng go to and from Yinfeng Valley with the spirit boat every day. We have an appointment meeting place in advance."

"At noon the next day after the event is completed, we will meet at the agreed place and deliver the harvest."

"At noon the next day..."

Zhao Lin glanced outside the cave, "Tomorrow is noon."

After thinking about it, he asked, "Are they coming together, or just one?"

At that time, he had checked with the Qi Wang technique, and the two monks in Zhouyi were both in the middle stage of Qi refining, and they must have something to rely on if they dared to deal with bandit cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining.

Sure enough, Song Lao San replied: "They are afraid that we will be caught in the dark, so they dare not come together. Usually, only one person will go to the appointment, and the other will wait on the spirit boat."

Zhao Lin frowned, feeling uncomfortable.

If only one is caught, the other sees that something is wrong, brings guards to snatch people, and then beats him up, saying that he has colluded with bandit cultivators, and it will be troublesome.

Better to catch both of them and shut them up or plead guilty.

"Is anyone else involved in this?"

Zhao Lin thought to himself that if other people were involved in this matter, even the upper echelons of Qiuyang County were involved, he would change his strategy, or even avoid this muddy water altogether.

Hearing this, Song Laosan shook his head like a rattle, "Impossible, we only do one or two orders a month, how can this amount of property be enough for many people to share?"

Zhao Lin pondered for a while, and felt that although this was the truth, he had to guard against it. After thinking for a long time, he finally got some clues.

"It's getting late, it's time to rest."

Zhao Lin waved off the lighting technique, got up and walked in front of Song Laosan.

Song Lao San was taken aback, and tremblingly said: "Do... what?"

"Do nothing so we can both get a good night's sleep."

Zhao Lin punched Song Laosan several times in a row, injected spiritual power, and messed up his meridians again.

Then he drew a bundle of rope from the lock bag and bound him firmly.

……

Early the next morning, the first thing Zhao Lin did when he got up was to give Song Laosan a few heavy blows, making him unable to use mana.

Then sort out the three locked bags that were seized.

The Lingmi and Lingshi are hidden deep in the cave, and the pills, talismans and Lingcoins are taken as their own.

Just put a few miscellaneous items and two magic weapons into the lock bag, and threw it to Song Laosan for him to hold.

The magic weapon is dilapidated, not worth much, and there is a mark on it, so it is easy to cause trouble if you use it yourself.

After handling it properly, Zhao Lin did not untie Song Laosan from the rope, and carried him out of Baiyan Mountain, heading straight to the place where the three of them fought last time.

Song Lao San saw Zhao Lin carrying him, still running like flying, and couldn't help feeling bitter: I really saw a ghost, I thought I picked a soft persimmon, but I didn't expect to hit an iron plate.

At dawn, Zhao Lin came to the place where the handsome monk Li Daoyou was buried.

Remove the boulder, take out the head and the diamond halberd, and put them into the lock bag on Song Laosan's body.

Then he groped around Li Daoyou's body for a while, and found the same three escape talismans: the wind riding talisman, the water talisman, and the escape talisman.

"Okay, now take me to the place where you meet."

Zhao Lin untied the rope on Song Laosan's body, and threw Li Daoyou's lock bag to him as well.

There are some monks who specialize in studying the restriction, and they can unlock the locked lock bag, but they can't unlock it by themselves, so they simply hand it over directly, which can also be counted as a credit.

"Catch Hei Pi and Huang Teng, and I will report your performance truthfully. If you dare to play tricks..."

Zhao Lin also pointed to a knife, and made two gestures on Song Laosan's neck, the intention was self-evident.

"Don't dare."

Song Laosan repeatedly said that Zhao Lin acted cautiously, thought carefully, and was extremely powerful in battle. He basically gave up hope of escaping.

An hour later, the two came to the agreed meeting place: on a hillside more than ten miles away from Yinfeng Valley.

"Every day at noon, a spirit boat transporting monks arrives in Yinfeng Valley, and Hei Pi and Huang Teng rush over during the break."

Song Lao San looked up at the sky and said to Zhao Lin.

"Just do as I said just now, take down one person first."

Zhao Lin took off the lock bag on his body, released the restriction, and handed it to Song Laosan.

The lock bag is issued by the Lingdao Institute, and it has a specific pattern printed on it. If you use other lock bags to fill the number, it may be seen.

Zhao Lin gave a few more instructions, and then went to hide in the distance.

Song Laosan stood there in a daze, thinking about ways to escape, but unfortunately, his cultivation base was restricted and the talisman was taken away. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out a way.

……

After noon, a monk came from a distance from the hillside.

The person who came to the appointment today was the black-faced monk who had dealt with Zhao Lin yesterday.

When he was cultivating Taoism in Lingdao Academy, the black-faced monk was also known as a genius. He reached the fifth level of Qi refining in less than three years, ranking among the best among his disciples.

It's a pity that for some unknown reason, his cultivation has been stagnant since then. After ten years of hard work, he only broke through to the sixth level of Qi refining, and there was no further progress.

Although he knew that this was the case in cultivating the Tao, and he might encounter a difficult hurdle at any time, but he was not reconciled.

I don't have the support of the Xiuxian family, so I can only find ways to accumulate resources for cultivation...

Seeing Song Lao San, the black-faced monk put away his thoughts and said with a smile, "Brother Song, why are you alone?"

Although he has dealt with him many times, he still remains quite vigilant, constantly scanning back and forth with his divine sense.

"He was practicing in the cave, and he said it was a critical moment."

Song Laosan replied with a normal expression.

"Going to break through?"

The black-faced monk asked with concern, feeling extremely upset, even a bandit cultivator was about to break through, and he was still stuck on the sixth level of Qi refining.

"Who knows, don't worry about him, I brought the things."

Song Laosan pointed to the locked bag on the ground.

(End of this chapter)