I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

......

They reminisced about the past and promised him benefits.

With two approaches at the same time, Dai Jinyuan just kept making excuses.

Boss Zhong's heart sank further and further, and his right hand unconsciously reached under the table.

"Forget it, forget it. If I continue, it will hurt the harmony between you and me. Brother Dai, this vase you brought has a lot to say."

Seeing that Boss Zhong turned the topic to the antique vase, Dai Jinyuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, with a whoosh, an arrow flew out from under the table!

Dai Jinyuanwan never expected that this was a mechanical table. The incident happened suddenly, and even though he dodged subconsciously, he was hit in the shoulder by an arrow.

"you......"

Seeing the middle-aged man pointing his sleeves at him with a gloomy face, Dai Jinyuan swallowed the rest of his words and leaned back suddenly.

Whoosh!

The hidden arrow shot out and flew almost past the thief's nose.

This is a mechanical table and a hidden arrow. Brother Zhong, how wary of me are you?

Dai Jinyuan felt disappointed, but the matter was not over yet!

Amidst the flying tiles, two masters jumped down from the roof.

Boss Zhong shouted to them: "Quickly tie up Dai Jinyuan, don't let him escape through the wall--"

The Phantom Thief pushed himself up with one hand and suddenly jumped up from the ground.

He took out a dagger and fought hard with the two masters.

Even though he knew he couldn't be distracted at this moment, Dai Jinyuan still cried out in pain: "Brother Zhong, why is it so? Why is it so!"

"Yes, if you weren't so greedy and refused to sell the treasure to me, why would it have come to this?"

Boss Zhong shook his head and calmly left the battlefield.

Soon, there were a lot of footsteps outside the door, and the light of torches illuminated the place as if it were daytime.

For many years, Boss Zhong gave Dai Jinyuan the impression of being righteous and generous, and the latter never thought that he had such a ruthless side.

"Ha, it seems that it was right not to give the things to him."

"Well, in the world of martial arts, this ending is common."

.......

Dai Jinyuan was already exhausted from dealing with the situation, and when he saw reinforcements coming outside the door, he could not help but smile bitterly and stopped resisting.

"Just kill me!"

The two masters did not kill him because they knew that the boss still had some secrets to pry out of him.

They pinned the thief to the ground and waited for Boss Zhong to come in.

However......

Suddenly there was a loud crash outside, followed by screams from all sides!

The two masters looked at each other, and before they could figure out what to do next, a silver rope broke open the door and dragged a group of people in.

Silver rope that can move on its own? !

This, this is to repair the "kou?>群∫⒌[伍=绮≠liu°岭≥凌∧七(伍)領∵" section.

Moreover, unlike the rookie who was pinned to the ground by them, this one was obviously a very powerful practitioner.

Crash--

After tying up the two men in a lightning speed, Yinsuo came to Dai Jinyuan and knocked on his head lightly.

"..."

The Phantom Thief climbed up with a wooden face and looked at Ginsuo at a loss.

Seeing this, Yinsuo impatiently picked up the dagger on the ground and stuffed it into Dai Jinyuan's hand.

It pointed at the dagger, then at the group of guys it had tied up, signaling him to act quickly.

"Brother Dai!"

Boss Zhong shouted loudly: "I was wrong in every way. I shouldn't have been obsessed with those two things. But I never thought of killing you. You can't kill me."

Chapter 380 Entering the Tao with martial arts

If Dai Jinyuan still believes what Boss Zhong said, then he is a fool.

But he held the dagger and hesitated for a while, then dropped the weapon in his hand.

"Brother Zhong, I will call you brother for the last time. You are ruthless, but I cannot be disloyal. Maybe you still think I am disloyal in your heart, but I have a clear conscience."

After saying that, Dai Jinyuan bowed deeply to Yinsuo and said, "Senior, please let them go!"

Yinsuo didn’t care whether these people lived or died. As long as Dai Jinyuan could make the decision, that was all that mattered.

After it threw everyone out of the house, it tried to leave through the window.

Seeing this, Dai Jinyuan hurriedly asked: "May I ask your name, senior? I will never forget your kindness today!"

The reason why Yinsuo came here was ultimately because of Tangtang.

Dai Jinyuan told the little girl that he would finish the job tonight; and the latter also agreed with what the thief did.

Given Tangtang's helpful nature, even though she didn't help in person, she asked her little Bai to take better care of Uncle Dai.

When the White Bone Goddess heard this, she immediately sent out her capable little brother, which led to the scene of Yinsuo rescuing the man.

Crash--

The silver rope formed the outline of a little girl on the ground. Afraid that Dai Jinyuan couldn't understand it, it tore apart the wooden chair, took out two wooden sticks and pressed them on the little girl's head.

With two more braids, the pattern comes to life.

"Uh, is it Sugar?"

Dai Jinyuan widened his eyes and said in disbelief.

Yinsuo stood up, nodded at the man, then quickly left through the window.

After treating his shoulder injury, Dai Jinyuan went to the house early to express his gratitude.

?m "Looking for Tangtang? You are late. She has already left after finishing her porridge."

The hostess kept praising the little girl, saying that she left a lot of money so that the head of the household could rest and recover from his injuries.

Left...

Dai Jinyuan felt very sorry that he couldn't say goodbye properly, but there was still a long way to go and he would make up for this regret in the future.

.....

"Hello, what are they doing?"

Tangtang bit her steamed bun and looked at the two men in the distance who were moving strangely with a puzzled look on her face.

"Of course we're fighting with swords," the spectator beside him said with an 'I know it all' look on his face.

Sword showdown?

Although both of them carried swords, they were not holding them in their hands.

Moreover, one person stands still while the other keeps circling around him. What kind of fencing competition is this?

The little girl expressed her doubts, and the other party immediately laughed.

"You don't understand this. The purpose of spinning in circles is to find the enemy's weakness, and then kill them with one strike. Even though neither of them has a sword now, when the time comes to draw the sword, it will only take a moment."

It turned out to be the case.

Tangtang nodded repeatedly and asked curiously, "Uncle, why do they want to compete with swords?"

"Look at that man who keeps going in circles"

The uncle pointed his finger, shook his head and said, "This person wants to challenge the retired Sword Saint, but according to the rules, if you want to challenge the Sword Saint, you must defeat his three disciples first."

As the two were talking, the challenger who had been circling around suddenly rushed forward and swung his sword to chop at the sword master's disciple's right hand.

"whispering sound"

The uncle reacted, and just as the word "tsk" fell from his mouth, the sword master's disciple swung his sword in his backhand and knocked away the challenger's sword, seriously injuring him.

"I have seen this kind of duel many times. Anyone who goes around from behind and then attacks with a sword will definitely lose."

It turned out to be a failure, but why?

The little girl blinked and looked at the understanding uncle.

“I think it’s a question of confidence.”

The uncle laughed: "A sword coming out from behind, that means you are definitely not confident. How can an unconfident person win?"

Makes sense!

.......

Since the Sword Saint's retreat is not far from this town, the town is full of legends about the Sword Saint of Shang State.

Legend has it that the sword master killed someone at the age of ten and became a well-known swordsman in the world at the age of thirteen.

In the following twenty years, he experienced more than 300 battles of varying sizes.

Win every battle, never lose!

Thirty-three years old is the prime period for a swordsman, but the man who was already known as the Sword Saint resolutely retired.

In the blink of an eye, more than 20 years passed, and the three disciples of the Sword Master also began to travel the world.

Someone once asked them about the Sword Saint's current state, and the three of them replied: There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart.

"Xiaobai, are you also curious about the sword master?"

As they heard more and more legends, not only Tangtang, but even Xiaobai became curious about the sword master.

[It sounds so miraculous, it's like he has entered the Dao through martial arts. ]

[I really want to see if his cultivation can match that of the Ascended Ones.]

Considering Xiaobai's current level of cultivation, the question of whether he can be compared with him and be upgraded to a higher level seems to have a bit of contempt in it.

Actually not, because immortality is obviously impossible. Xiaobai's greatest expectation for people who practice martial arts is to imagine that the Sword Master can achieve a higher level through martial arts.

"Promotion? Seems unlikely."

Even Tangtang felt that this expectation was unlikely.

"Hey, you're not the one from yesterday..."

A familiar-looking man hurriedly walked towards me. He was the uncle who understood me very well yesterday.

"Hello, I'm Tangtang!"

"Haha, what a coincidence, come with me."

The uncle quickly asked the little girl to go with him. Since there was nothing else to do, Tangtang followed with a smile.

"Uncle, Tangtang has a question."

"Ok?"

"Since the Sword Master has gone into seclusion, he doesn't want others to know where he lives, right?"

Seeing the uncle nod, the girl continued, "But why do the people in the town know the Sword Master's secluded place?"

this problem......

"Speaking of seclusion, the Sword Saint never put down his sword in all these years. No matter where he goes, others can recognize him, so his seclusion is only in name only."

The uncle pondered and said, "It seems that he has finally put down his sword. He may really live in seclusion this time."

......

After teaching three apprentices and laying down his sword, the Sword Master may really be ready to retire.

But his road to seclusion was destined to be quite bumpy.