Destroyed outside, gold and jade inside

Chapter 175 Fighting
The commander was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he slapped the little official on the head, "Tell you to be more careful, it's a deaf ear, isn't it?"

"The official is so majestic!" Qi Wang's entourage laughed.

The commander swallowed, "Don't dare, because I'm disturbed by official duties, I still look at Haihan!"

I felt that my posture seemed too low, and I was afraid that the shopkeeper standing downstairs would look down on me, so the commander barely straightened his back, "Since there are no thieves here, I will search elsewhere later!"

"Wait," Fang Yan said suddenly, "There are really no bandits?"

The commander smiled stiffly, a little at a loss, "You said, yes? Or no?"

Fang Yan looked at Master Ziyang who was standing with his hands behind his back, "It's really hard to say."

The leader looked at the real Ziyang, and then at Fang Yan and the others. Sure enough, the aura was quite different!Isn't it together?

"Come here, this man is looking at the villain, timidly, he must not be a good person! Take it back for me and take him back for interrogation!" The leader pointed at Master Ziyang and shouted.

Master Ziyang was slightly taken aback, and looked at Fang Yan, "What a small belly!"

The soldiers rushed to the front two or three immediately, but before reaching out their hands to touch Ziyang's clothes, he shook his hands and bounced them away.

"How dare you resist arrest!" the soldier shouted, "Give it to me!"

Immediately more soldiers rushed forward.

Fang Yan half embraced Shen Xiniang, avoiding the soldiers.

Master Ziyang snorted angrily, "It's a good time to practice my hands with you! Look how hard I have improved in Taoism in the past few days!"

After speaking, he drew out the mahogany sword, flicked his wrist flexibly, and pointed the sword at the soldiers.

"Beheading innocent people will add to the catastrophe, isn't the Taoist priest afraid that he won't be able to overcome the catastrophe?" Shen Xiniang asked quietly.

Master Ziyang heard the words, his complexion was a little tangled, he snorted angrily, dared to stab, and slapped away the soldiers who were close to him with the back of his sword.

The soldiers fell in all directions, but when they fell on one side, they rushed up on the other side.The originally spacious corridor on the second floor was immediately narrowed.The wooden railings creaked and creaked.

Immortal Ziyang doesn't like to hit too hard, he controls his strength, knocks people down, but can't hit them to death, this is really embarrassing.

Seeing that the Taoist priest was not very powerful, those soldiers were just wielding a mahogany sword indiscriminately with a ghost-hunting and dancing master. They were slumped in front of Fang Yan and others before, as if they had found an outlet for their anger, they swarmed towards the Taoist priest .

There is quite a momentum of succession.

Fang Yan half hugged Shen Xiniang, and was about to turn around and enter the room.

But suddenly there was a gust of wind howling down from the beams of the house.

Fang Yan turned around and instinctively waved his palm out.

The man moved quickly, kicking on the wooden railing on the second floor, turning over to avoid it.

Instead, a talisman popped out to Shen Xinniang.The small talisman, like President Yingfeng, was as big as a quilt in the blink of an eye, and it was about to completely cover Shen Xinniang.

Shen Xinniang also popped out the talisman seal from her sleeve, and the word "Po——" spit out from her vermilion lips.

The talisman that had become huge in the wind broke with a pop, and the talisman that fell to the ground returned to the size of a palm.

Master Ziyang couldn't fight casually while coping with the fight, and the little soldiers whose lives were vulnerable to a single blow, took a look at the masked man who was confronting Shen Xiniang and Fang Yan.

"But Daoist Zhang?" Master Ziyang called out.

The masked man paused slightly, swung his long sword, and attacked Fang Yan's face.

Fang Yan clasped his hands together, gripping his long sword tightly.Shen Xinniang, who was standing aside, took the opportunity to pop out a talisman to the masked man.

The masked man turned over and retracted his long sword, avoiding the talisman.Instead, it attacked Shen Xinniang who had already drawn out the mahogany sword.

Shen Xinniang leaped up to the railing, and the mahogany sword waved a cold light.

The masked man resisted with his sword.It was clear that the two swords were still far away, but they made the sound of clashing weapons.

He wanted to pursue Shen Xinniang, but was restrained by the powerful palm force behind him. When he turned around, Fang Yan's palm force was already in front of him.

Master Ziyang saw the lively fighting over there, it was really uncomfortable for him to deal with a group of small soldiers, he was afraid that if he could not control his strength a little bit, some innocent life would be lost.

With a soft shout, the peach wood sword in his hand seemed to grow several times in an instant. He swung the wooden sword and instantly slapped away the soldiers surrounding him.

Turning around, he came towards the masked man, "But Daoist Zhang? I haven't seen you for many years. Has Daoist Zhang improved his cultivation?"

Immortal Ziyang stood in front of Fang Yan brandishing his sword, fighting the masked man, and asked with a smile.

The masked man glared at him with his exposed eyes, turned over and jumped onto the railing, and flew towards Shen Xinniang, "Madam is good at using poison? Good at using medicine?"

Shen Xinniang narrowed her eyes slightly, and pulled out the peach wood sword in her hand. The gust of wind seemed to be mixed with sharp blades, and flew towards the masked man's cheeks.

He raised his hands to shield his face.But he was a step slower, and half of the veil hanging on his cheeks floated down.

He hurriedly covered his face and rubbed his body, trying to snatch the mahogany sword from Shen Xiniang's hand.

Shen Xinniang raised her hand to stick a talisman on his body.

The masked man didn't dare to delay any longer, and the movement of snatching the mahogany sword stopped abruptly. He jumped off the railing, his footsteps were as fast as the wind, and he stepped out of the open door of the inn in an instant, his ghostly figure disappeared in the long night. .The talisman cannot function beyond a certain distance, and that person slipped really fast.

The soldiers lying on the ground who were beaten by Ziyang real person hurriedly supported each other to get up, you pull me, I pull you, stumbled and crawled out of the inn.

Even the shopkeeper chased after him and shouted, "Your search warrant, search warrant—"

They all ignored it, and ran away with trembling calves.

"What's so special about Mrs. Shen's mahogany sword?" Master Ziyang narrowed his eyes and looked at the mahogany sword in Shen Xiniang's hand.

Shen Xinniang didn't shy away from it, and sent the mahogany sword forward.

Master Ziyang didn't stretch out his hand, but looked down at the mahogany sword carefully.

The mahogany sword is smooth and clean, with a faint fragrance of mahogany, it is not like a sword that has been with the master for a long time, and has the master's consciousness.

"This sword is quite spiritual, although there is no blood, but the sword is full of evil spirit." Master Ziyang said suspiciously.

Shen Xinniang looked down at the mahogany sword. This was the mahogany sword that Jin Xiang bought from Xishi when she was still in the capital. She made the mahogany sword herself.Originally, the sword was stained with blood and could not be wiped off. She didn't like the color of blood, so she dipped the mahogany sword into the black spring water, and sure enough, the blood on the sword disappeared.

"A sword that has killed people will naturally have evil spirits." Shen Xinniang said lightly, "Have you seen enough?"

Master Ziyang frowned slightly, still with a suspicious look on his face, "This sword looks new, it doesn't look like it has been used for a long time, but it is so spiritual, where did the lady pick the peach wood?"

Shen Xiniang glanced at him, "There is a fairy peach tree in Lingshan, doesn't the Taoist priest know?"

"Lingshan is a treasure land. It's a pity that I couldn't pick one or two high-quality peach trees when I came here! It's a pity!" Master Ziyang took the sword from Shen Xiniang's hand, looked away, and shook his head.

Fang Yan stepped forward and held Shen Xinniang's hand.

Her words with evil spirit on the sword made him feel unbearable.Originally, it should be his job to preserve the peaceful and prosperous world, let the people live and work in peace and contentment, eliminate Uncle Yu, and avenge Lingshan.The head of the sect must hope that she will live a simple and happy life, seal up the secrets that she has tried so hard to hide at the cost of her life, and live a free and easy life.

But now she is still involved in the hatred, struggling and unable to escape, living with hatred and revenge.

"Xin'er, go and rest for a while?" He said slowly.

The warmth of his hands made her cold and stiff hands regain some warmth.

She looked up at him, nodded slowly, "That's fine."

The group of soldiers who were running around were not so happy, especially the leader commander, who was about to sit down when his legs were weak when he was far away from the inn. Fortunately, his subordinates supported him.Stumbled back to the Yamen.He went straight to find Mr. Fu Yin, and he didn't care if Mr. Fu Yin had fallen asleep at the moment.

"My lord, my lord..."

"Isn't it just to tell you to search an inn? Just bring him back and put him in a prison, and you don't have to come back to report in the middle of the night." Fu Yin was sleepy and impatient.

The soldier commander swallowed, "My lord, he didn't bring it back!"

"Huh? Didn't bring it back?" Fu Yin looked at him displeased, "I didn't tell you, don't care if they are really bandits, the superiors have explained..."

"Listening to them speaks with the accent of the capital." The commander of the soldiers pressed his trembling legs and hurriedly explained, "And the whole group of people have extraordinary temperament and conversation, and a single follower is majestic. It seems... not easy to provoke very."

Hearing this, Fu Yin narrowed his eyes slightly and stroked his beard.

"Besides, when I went in to search, I saw a large sheepskin map on the desk in the house!" The soldier approached the Fu Yin's ear and whispered.

Fu Yin's complexion changed, "Really? Did you see clearly?"

The soldier commander nodded again and again, "The entourage also threatened the humble officer, saying that if he saw something he shouldn't have seen, the humble officer would not be able to do anything good. The humble officer pretended to be illiterate to get away with it."

Hearing this, Fu Yin raised his hand and slapped him on the head, "You didn't pass the test in a fool's way. They deliberately let you go, so that you can have an explanation when you come back! How can you be illiterate as an official in the yamen?"

The soldier was stunned, and nodded again and again, "Then, it is also the order of the superior to bring them back, why don't you send more people there?"

Fu Yin frowned, and wanted to give him another slap. It can be seen that his skin is rough and fleshy, and he looks very resistant to beatings, but his own hands are numb and painful, so he had to hold back and spit: "You don't need to think, someone gave it to you." It's Uncle Yu's badge, and it's a micro-clothes, so Uncle Yu is here, we don't have a hand letter, and we haven't seen anyone, so blindfolded... If we really offend someone who shouldn't be offended, Will Uncle Yu Guo help us excuse it or something?"

The soldier was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, "What does Fu Yin mean is that they are not working for the government, they are looking for private revenge?"

Fu Yin snorted softly, "The bosses are fighting, and they are all fighting here! If we offend someone, they pat their ass and leave without any loss! It's a good deal!"

The soldier took a deep breath, "Then what should we do now? Didn't your lord promise it before?"

Fu Yin took a deep look at him, "What's the matter with the wound on your face?"

"That group of people are very powerful. They originally wanted to catch a stinky Taoist priest back, but in the end..." the soldier lowered his head, "We were all beaten up by that Taoist priest. I went to someone who is very strong in kung fu and knows how to use talismans, but that person is outnumbered and returned without success."

Fu Yin nodded, "Are you all injured?"

"That's not it! Not one of them is unlucky!" The soldiers nodded repeatedly, as if they wanted to emphasize that this night, their life was very difficult.

Fu Yin smiled slightly, "That's easy to say."

(End of this chapter)