As soon as he finished speaking, a group of fiercely equipped warriors came out from behind the curtain one after another. Yuan Sixiang and Bao Daoyi were at the front of the group. One of them was Yuan Sixiang who had not seen for many days. Tan Daoji, who was already preparing to stand by, went to the side and began to continue to knock on his dongdongdongmuyu. It seemed that all the conflicts that were about to happen had nothing to do with him.

Chen Fan then began to pay attention to the so-called water and land temples around him. All the utensils, Bo'er, Bai'er, Qing'er and other instruments were missing, and there were no other Taoist priests or monks. In the huge hall, only Tan Daoji, the fake Taoist, was there seriously chanting some unintelligible Sanskrit. What made Chen Fan even more incredible was that on the ashes or spiritual tablets, there were two fingers that were cut by unknown weapon on the incense wood table. The thing seemed to have been salted, and at this moment it was a bleak frost white.

Tang Shi, who stood in parallel with Chen Fan, also discovered this strange scene. He was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, and suddenly said in a frenzy: "I happened to bring a few trucks of good wine. Put your two broken fingers in the wine tank to marinate for a while before picking it up. It is definitely many times better than your dry and salted fish. If you feed this thing to a dog, it will definitely make a group of dogs bite madly."

Tan Daoji was wrapped in a white towel at this moment, his little finger on his left hand and a finger next to him were empty. It was obvious that the two grave fingers came from him. When Tang Shi heard this sarcastic remark in the cold, Tan Daoji, who was originally silent, immediately piled up a mottled face of an ancient tree. The ugly one would be as ugly as it would be. Tan Daoji remembered that on the day when Li County was broken by Tubo people, he had to survive under the knife of Zedan and other Tubo people who had been killed red. He had to cut his two fingers to survive that day. The Tubo people harmed the common people of Li County.

In the past few days, except for necessary appearances, he spent most of his time in this sacrificial hall, with dry lamps and bitter bamboos, and without asking about swords and weapons, he would live a peaceful life. Tan Daoji knew better than anyone that these Tubo people would leave sooner or later. When he came out to clean up this mess, it would be reasonable and seem to be in line with the flow. Although this flesh and bone may even be sucked dry, as long as the city walls here did not collapse, this place would sooner or later prosperous again. After the great purge, Tan Daoji would undoubtedly become the real number one master here.

Even if a person is well-educated, facing Tang Shi's face to uncover the scars so directly, Tan Daoji finally lost to him. He blew his beard and glared at him, and said angrily: "Boy, I see how you left here alive today."

Tan Daoji knocked three times at the location of the window lattice with support wood. In a moment, the figures and noises were everywhere. It seemed that many people gathered outside.

Tan Daoji sneered: "I have already set up a net of heaven and earth here, just waiting to invite you into the trap. I might as well tell you the truth. After tonight, these Tubo people will leave. If you wait for you to pass this news back to Wu Bo, I'm afraid they have already returned to the grasslands in western Sichuan. It's a pity that you won't have such an opportunity after tonight."

Before Tan Daoji finished speaking, a flying sword shot from Bao Daoyi's back to Chen Fan's face like a thunder. This sword that seemed to carry the demon spirit was merciless as soon as it was made. Chen Fan might have a certain shadow on Bao Daoyi, or he was caught off guard by this sudden change, or he might have not expected that Bao Daoyi's kung fu had become much more refined than before. Facing the flying sword that suddenly came towards him, his stress response was finally slower. Bao Daoyi's Hunyuan sword finally rubbed over Chen Fan's neck, bringing a trace of it.

The bloodline and the wound were located emitted a stinking smell. Chen Fan felt a numb all over his body. Bao Daoyi undoubtedly tempered the poison on the sword edge. If it weren't for the strange wine made by Chen Fan who liked to drink some poisons, he would have died long ago. Chen Fan, who found something wrong, quickly claimed to himself several key acupoints, which naturally gave him a great discount to Bao Daoyi next. Bao Daoyi learned from his apprentice Yuan Sixiang that Chen Fan had secretly learned the Heavenly Movement of the Thirteenth Master, and then he had such a despicable way.

Chen Fan, who was head-heavy and light-footed, was preparing to untickle the wine gourd at his waist. Bao Daoyi's flying sword in his hand turned back again as if he had life. After the cold sword of the Hunyuan Sword pierced through the wine gourd, he took the whole wine gourd back. Bao Daoyi grabbed the wine gourd tightly in his hand, poured out a dark red liquid from the gourd with a smile on his face, and suddenly emitted an unpleasant fishy smell from the air. Chen Fan, who was originally pale, suddenly felt happy and let the

Bao Daoyi suddenly felt something was wrong. As expected, in less than half a cup of tea, Yuan Sixiang, who had originally surrounded Bao Daoyi, had already fallen to the ground and foamed, convulsed, and some had not breathed. Even Bao Daoyi, who had a deep skill, felt something blocked in the several acupoints where he was anxious. He forced his exercise to break through those acupoints, but it was counterproductive. A stinky liquid flowed out along the corners of his mouth.

"Put two inches, don't waste your energy. Without my antidote, just wait for me to break one of your legs."

"You are so despicable." Yuan Sixiang said in a trembling manner.

"I didn't learn this from your master Bao Erchuang. This is called using his own way to cure his evils."

Chen Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, never said a word after saying this. He was covered in smoke and clouds. Bao Daoyi, who was shocked, turned his eyes for help at Tan Daoji who was watching from the side.

"Brother Daoji, if you can kill this traitor from this sect for me at this moment, I will pay Daoyi a gift to you in the future."

"Brother Daoyi, I am not a brother who can trust you. You know, no matter how much I say, I am just an outsider. Compared with your Manichi, it is not right. I will kill Chen Fan immediately and undoubtedly push myself to the opposite side of your Manichi. At that time, whether it is Chen Fan's master Fang Qifu or your leader Fang Shisan who comes to me for bad luck, I will not be able to escape, but it's not the case."

"Try to raise any requirements for Brother Daoji."

"If Brother Daoyi can absorb me into Manichi, this will be completely different. It is my duty to eliminate dissidents for this religion."

Chen Fan, who had originally held his breath and forced the poison, opened his eyes slightly and said dissatisfiedly: "Bao Erchuang, don't forget that Master Fang's original intention of founding Manichaeism was to take the people of the world as his own responsibility. The person in front of him had saved more than a thousand lives. Not to mention that Master Fang could not pass the barrier, this sentence was simply a laughing stock when he reached the people of other sects. You would never be able to take it."

"Shut up." Tan Daoji finally couldn't bear it anymore. He picked up a long sword from the ground and slowly leaned towards Chen Fan with red eyes. He felt that it was necessary to start first. Tan Daoji showed a strong interest in being able to lean on the high branch of Manichaeism.

"Brother Daoji, don't worry, with a figure like you joining my sect, we are like a tiger. The leader can accommodate the talents of the world. In recent years, when my sect urgently needs people, the Emperor Dao is stupid, the treacherous ministers are in power, and the people are living in trouble everywhere. I believe that it will not take long before this day will change. This world will belong to our Manichi religion and to thousands of church members."

After hearing Bao Daoyi's encouraging words, Tan Daoji was excited and leaned towards Chen Fan without hesitation without hesitation.

Chen Fan was indescribable at this moment. The moment when Tan Daoji leaned over was his most critical moment. At this moment, he had already devoted half of his life to hell. If he was not careful, he would walk back to the devil and fall into a place of no return. In order to quickly kill the poison, he took great risks to disperse all the internal energy in other key acupoints, and he broke into pieces to survive in order to survive. Chen Fan's meridians were as messy as silk numb above his head, and a trace of black blood was slowly oozing out along the wound on his neck. At this time, it was as easy as killing him by others.

Just when Chen Fan closed his eyes and was about to accept the last moment of his life, a powerful stone hit the middle section of the sword hilt in Tan Daoji's hand. With a click, the long sword immediately broke into two pieces. It was a while, and then the second stone bullet shot towards Tan Daoji's wrist at the same time.

"Be careful." Chen Fan cried inwardly, but this seemed to be one step later. Tan Daoji seemed to be waiting for Tang Qian to shoot this stone bullet. His primary target was not Chen Fan, but Tang Qian. After all, Tan Daoji was in a murderous mood at him the moment Tang Qian opened his scar.

Tan Daoji gently stretched out his ape's arms and swayed. The second stone bullet that Tang Qi shot out had already lost its first sharpness. Tan Daoji picked up the sword and picked the stone bullet away. Then he thrust the broken sword directly into the position where Tang Qi's chest was.

Tang Shi was originally dressed as a simple wine merchant. Before entering this Buddhist temple, he held two life-saving stone bullets in his palms and was not searched. There was nothing to defend himself on his body. Tang Shi was in the hall again, and there was no catch around him. He felt that Tan Daoji had great skills in swordsmanship. Tang Shi, who was ashamed, stumbled back and fell to the ground and closed his eyes in pain.

A fire broke through the window and flew into the room, hitting Tan Daoji who had no time to dodge. Tan Daoji, who sneered, found that it was just a pottery jar, and without thinking, he freed up the fist with only three fingers left and swung it over.

A 'smash' sound was as Tan Daoji thought, the pottery jar was smashed into pieces by his fists, but Tan Daoji didn't have time to be proud of it. The next scene made him unforgettable in this life. The ordinary pottery jar was familiar to him, and Tan Daoji could be called the rich liquid of wine. However, at the moment when the wine slurry dispersed, the dark blue flames that were originally attached to the mouth of the pottery jar instantly turned into Mars. Tan Daoji was instantly surrounded by these blue Mars, especially his broken hand that smashed the pottery jar, which was burning when it encountered the fire. The seemingly invisible dark flames emitted a terrifying power. Almost all the smell of flesh being burned when they were close. Tan Daoji had no time to pounce on Tang Shi who was sitting on the ground, and rushed towards the well outside like a ghost crying and howling.

Just when Chen Fan and Tang Shi didn't know who saved his two lives at such a critical moment, a noisy cry for help came from the yard: "It's not good, I'm leaving the water, everyone go and put out the fire."

Chen Fan took this opportunity to gather the internal force scattered to his body. He could already stand up from the ground and walk slowly. He knew that it was not a place to stay for a long time, so he winked at Tang Zi beside him. The two of them took the opportunity to jump out of a window. When they jumped into the courtyard, everything around them scared them. Not only Tan Daoji's Buddhist temple, but also this single courtyard seemed to be more lively in the east of Li County, which had already burned half of the sky. Look at the wine-carrying guys and the cart of liquor who came with him, they had already left nowhere and disappeared. Not long after the two entered, such a big change happened, which made them a little confused and at a loss. Standing on the long and narrow street, the two were wandering around and circling in place, but they didn't know whether to go east or west.

Chen Fan stared at Tang Zi next to him and asked with a sigh: "Are we really going to the city for the wine this time?"

"I want to ask you, your nose is so good for wine, do you still want to ask me? At the gate of the city, didn't you smell that smell when the soldiers guarding the city drank?"

"I just thought that thing was burning like a fire in my throat, but I didn't expect it to burn."

"What should we do now?"

"I just realized now that I've messed with an enemy that I shouldn't be messed with. Every step of this person makes people unable to defend themselves. If this is possible, I want to kill him immediately."

"Is this suitable for you? You really have to do something about a benefactor who just risked his life to rescue you? I am still going to eat snake meat with you again." Wu Yonglin smiled and came out of the darkness, holding Chen Fan's broken wine gourd in his hand.

"If I don't say that, you are willing to show up? Things seem to be going well?"

"I can only say that it is neither too early nor too late. These people finally get evil retribution. They save all the ones who should be saved, and kill all the ones who should be killed. When I entered that Buddhist temple, Tan Daoji and Bao Daoyi were no longer in the distance. These people are already lost. As long as I am the day when I become my parents' official here, these people will have no chance of turning over. If you are willing to stay and help me, my original promise will be completely counted."

Chen Fan pondered for a moment and said with difficulty: "Once you are a man from the world, you will always be a man from the world. I am used to being idle and wild cranes. I live your life in this temple. I am frightened all day long and I always feel uncomfortable."

"Why do we have another drink together?"

"Can you tell me your real name?"

Tang Shi and Chen Fan were simultaneously trying to get a positive answer from Wu Yonglin, but he stared at the two of them and said meaningfully: "The souls of this body have all returned before. Let the things that are so bad that they are rotten into their stomachs. I dare to assure you both that if this body can only do what people do in the future, I will let the sky hit lightning and die without a place to die."

"That wine hasn't been finished yet?"

"Didn't I say I'll let you have a big drink? I'll leave you a jar."

"Then we will never return without getting drunk today."

When Chen Fan, Tang Feng and Wu Yonglin appeared at the city gate again, a team of troops with completely different spirits appeared in front of them. When those people saw Wu Yonglin appear, they could not hide their excitement on their faces.

It was also from this day that Wu Yonglin defeated the invincible and ferocious Tubo people with soy wine.

Chen Fan finally left, but before leaving, he got drunk with Wu Yonglin all night, and that night they talked about a lot of irrelevant topics.

Tan Shouli was soon sentenced to lingchi by Wu Yonglin in public trial. Those who could share a piece of meat on Tan Shouli were so excited that they almost disappeared that day. Tan Shouli was stabbed for more than 200 times before they died.

From this day on, the border city of Li County, which was full of holes, really began to undergo earth-shaking changes. On the third day when Wu Gongfu entered Li County, a group of grain merchants followed one after another, followed by cloth merchants, salt merchants, and various craftsmen, exuding the vitality of reconstruction everywhere.

Half a month later, the people who were originally trapped in Li County dared to step out of the city to sow spring plowing, and everything returned to normal track.

Li County's original justice-oriented Dianshi finally became the magistrate. During this period, he was highly valued and appreciated by the magistrate. Finally, he was recognized by his excellent qualities and talents.

Under the eyes of everyone's attachment, the prefect Wu Bo stayed in Li County for a short time and finally left with his family. There is no doubt that Wu Bo has left a good reputation in the border area of ​​Li County this time. On a ox cart slowly heading to Chengdu, a tender voice curled up in his father's arms and asked happily: "Dad, I heard from my mother that we have a big house in Chengdu?"

"kindness."

“How big is it?”

"It's probably okay if all of us stayed there."

"Then don't you have to take care of these people's meals in person every day in the future? Dad, then we will be poor."

"Ruolan, tell your father honestly, did your mother teach you this?"

Ruolan nodded first, then shook her head desperately. Wu Yonglin got the answer she wanted, and no longer forced her daughter. Instead, she held her and stood at the head of the ox cart to look at Lixian, which was moving further and further away, and looked straight at the direction of Chengdu, which was not sure whether it was a good or bad place.
Chapter completed!