Chapter 30 The first appearance of Qian Si’s Living Buddha

"What?" Wang Xunfeng stood up suddenly, and the wound that had just been clotted by the solidified plasma behind him suddenly collapsed, and blood flowed out again.

A soldier beside Wang Xunfeng yelled quickly: "It must be Qian Si and the young master. Why don't he open the door quickly?"

The yamen runner's face was as dull as he shouted: "It's too late, there are all people outside. Now we can't keep it here as soon as we open the door."

Wang Xunfeng didn't say a word, and stepped onto the wall a few steps. When he looked out, his body condensed and his whole body collapsed. The soldiers next to him all carried their knives and shouted: "Mr. Wang is just a single seedling, why don't you open the door quickly!" As he said that, he was about to grab the door.

At this time, this door was related to his death. The yamen runners pulled out the water and fire sticks and the knife on their waists, protecting the door tightly.

When the soldiers saw this, they were all angry, and the people on both sides were about to get angry.

"Nothing! What door is opened? This door will be completely finished once it opens Deyang City!" Wang Xunfeng kicked the soldier who took the lead, then sat down again with the golden sword of the horse, closed his eyes hard, and his cheeks trembled.

Chang Xiao also took a few steps to the wall and went out. Before he could see it, a feather arrow flew past his temples. Chang Xiao was so shocked that he shrank his neck. He had also walked over in the rain of bullets in his previous life, and he was also shot in his head, so this feather arrow really couldn't scare him.

Chang Xiao changed the place and looked at him. This time he moved much smaller, and he took the situation outside to see the truth.

I saw that the yamen was brightly lit and torches were everywhere, and the area was filled with dense bandits. These bandits were completely different from the bandits who burned, killed, looted bandits. They were all fierce, and some were red on their faces. They looked like they grew up eating feed, which was completely incomparable to those wild bandits. The most important thing is that these bandits were not like a pile of sand, but had clear discipline. Although there were many people standing there, there were no noisy sounds. This alone was unusual.

At this time, Chang Xiao understood why Wang Xunfeng was so embarrassed. If he had just rushed forward regardless of Wang Xunfeng's dissuasion, he would have to smash his head to pieces when he met these civilian bandits even if they hit the steel plate.

At this time, under the stone lion at the entrance of the yamen was a man in his thirties holding an iron spear in his hand, carrying a child of six or seven years old behind his back, looking at the bandits.

The child didn't move, and he couldn't tell whether he was injured when he was always laughing.

Chang Xiao saw this scene and knew that Wang Xunfeng was right. This door could not be opened. Once it was opened, the bandits outside would surge in. The magistrate of this city died, the city guard died, and the city fell completely. For the entire Deyang City, Huang Zhizhou and Wang Chengguan were a banner. If the flag was not there, the city would be considered in the hands of the court. And the most important thing was that even if it was opened, the door could not save Wang Xunfeng's grandson at all. Sober people knew how to choose, but if the one outside the door was his grandson or the only one, there were often few people who were awake. With this point alone, Chang Xiao admired Wang Xunfeng, who was worthy of being a person who had been in the sea of ​​blood for half his life.

The leader of the bandits outside was a fat man with a grim smile on his face. He was a little merciless, not like a bandit, but like a black-hearted businessman. The fat man looked at the middle-aged man carrying a child and smiled: "I heard that you are carrying Wang Renfu, the grandson of Wang Xunfeng, the city guard, on his back?"

The middle-aged man was Qian Si. He was the stick teacher of Wang Xunfeng's grandson. Unfortunately, Wang Renfu was weak and sick since he was a child. He just learned some methods to strengthen his body and had never learned any advanced skills. At this time, he was hit by a sword on his shoulder, and blood could not stop flowing out. His face turned slightly white due to excessive blood loss, but the expression on his face was full of unyielding. He held the spear in his hands as stable as a rock, and it didn't shake it.

He didn't say anything. He was looking for an opportunity. Several feather arrows on the opposite side were aimed at him. If it weren't for this, he could have thrown the child behind him along the wall into the yamen. He had the strength, but the current situation was that he moved a little, and I'm afraid the feather arrows on the opposite side would have to be shot. None of him and Wang Renfu would be spared, he needed a chance!

At this time, the child who had been lying on Qian Laosi's back suddenly raised his head and said, "I'm here!" The voice was not loud, but the tone was a bit strange. Most people couldn't hear anything they were saying without careful listening.

Everyone was stunned, but they didn't care. What did a child do if he was talking nonsense?

Dejiharba and Yixi have already moved forward separately, running around the city, looking for traces of the reincarnated living Buddhas. In this chaos, even the two of them must be cautious, because in this Deyang city, there are many people, and the mobs are everywhere with Yanggang blood. In such an atmosphere, their magical powers cannot be used at all, and at most they can only be used by 20% or 30%. If they are inexplicably slaughtered, they will be really unlucky.

Yixi happened to walk outside the yamen at this time, and the people and bandits surrounded him from afar. He couldn't see it clearly on the outside and was about to go around directly, but the words from Wang Xunfeng's grandson came to his ears... I'm here!

Why does this tone look so similar to the voice of the Living Buddha back then?

Yixi was so excited that when the Living Buddha sat in the process of transformation, he was one of the thirteen people present. Only those present were qualified to come out to find the Living Buddha, because they were guided by the Living Buddha. At that time, Yixi remembered the voices and words of the Living Buddha clearly and would never forget them.

Yixi didn't care that there were all the civil bandits ahead, and rushed into the civil bandits. These civil bandits were elite among the bandits and had been following the sole of the shoe. They had seen the two red-robed lamas beside the head leader. The sole of the shoe was very awe of them, so they did not dare to offend them, so they dodge one after another. If it were other civil bandits, they would probably greet Yixi, who was rushing around at this time.

Yixi took a few steps into the circle, looked at it, and immediately showed ecstasy on his face. He saw a middle-aged man carrying a gun in his hand under the big stone lion at the entrance of the yamen carrying a child, which was exactly in line with what the Living Buddha said at the time.

"Walking eastward, I stopped when I saw a mountain of flames. Under the protection of a lion, there was a man holding a poisonous snake with a child on his back, and that child was the reincarnated living Buddha."

Flame Mountain, stone lion, man, spear in his hands, like a poisonous snake, and the child on his back. All the keywords collided at this time, and the sound I just heard was clearly the guide of the living Buddha to him.

Yexi rushed towards Qian Si, who was carrying the king of kings.

Qian Siyi was shocked and didn't know what the lama with a skull on his waist was going to do. He quickly shook the spear in his hand, and the fiery red spear tassel exploded in the air. A spirit snake nodded and stabbed Yixi's chest.

Although Yixi's methods among the lamas are not as good as Danzeng, he is not a mediocre person. He shook his body and avoided the tip of the gun, and reached out to grab the gun body.

Qian Si was happy. The monk was looking for death. He had been working on this gun for more than 20 years. Is his gun so easy to catch?

Qian Si shook his wrist, and the spear in his hand shrank like a loach. The entire body of the iron spear was arched, and then he bounced violently, piercing Yixi's chest three times faster than the nod of the spirit snake.

Yixi was so happy to find the living Buddha, but he was shocked at this moment. The person carrying the living Buddha was not easy, so he quickly retreated. In this way, a blood flower was picked up by Qian Si's spear tip in front of his chest, but it was just a skin trauma.

Yixi did not dare to attack again, retreated to a safe distance, and looked at Qian Si with his eyes flashing. If he was outside the city, he had countless methods to make the ordinary people with guns smashed to pieces, but among this crowd, under the strong blood Yang Gang, the Taoist magical powers could not be used.

While Yixi was thinking about it, he heard the fat leader shouting coldly: "The man who uses a gun, hand over the doll. When we persuade Mr. Wang to surrender, we will arrange a comfortable position for you among the rebels. If we don't hand it over, we will shoot an arrow!"

Yixi's eyes flashed suddenly, "Shoot the arrow! Shoot the arrow! Shoot him to death!" Yixi yelled.

The living Buddha will not be injured by arrows. Even if he is reincarnated and his cultivation level is reduced to a low point, he will never be injured by the sword blade in the mortal world. If the arrow is shot, he will naturally shoot the gun to death.

The fat leader looked at Yixi with blood-red eyes. He knew a little about this lama. The guy who was sole light almost treated them as his ancestors. Even this time the attack on Deyang City was also encouraged by these two lamas. Otherwise, the sole light would have the courage to get from the thick city hard shell!

Although the fat leader disdained the way of believing in the sole of the monk, he had no choice but to use the light of the sole of the sole of the shoe, after all, the sole of the shoe is in charge. At this time, he heard the lama barking like a mad dog, so he had to wave his hand and whisper: "Don't shoot that baby, we are still counting on using this child to call Wang Laoer to surrender!"

The several archers behind the fat leader are all hunters, and they are somewhat fundamental in the bow and arrow. It is really not difficult to shoot a living person at such a close distance.

The bow and arrow were squeaking and squeaking, and then the sound of breaking the wind sounded. Qian Si's chest sounded and a sword feather pierced tightly into his chest.

Qian Siyi roared, his body took a few steps back, and then he hit the wall of the courtyard outside the yamen before stopping.

Qian Si knew that everything was over, so he didn't care about anything else. He reached out and grabbed Wang Renfu's collar and pulled him off his back. He raised his hand and wanted to throw him into the yamen courtyard.

However, in this moment, seven or eight feather arrows shot all over him, and his whole body looked like a hedgehog.

Among them was a clever arrow, which hit him pulling Wang Renfu's collar and was about to exert force. Qian Si pulled Wang Renfu out from behind. Before he could throw it out, he had no strength and fell into a state of weakness.

Wang Renfu seemed to be frightened. He suddenly stood up from Qian Si and walked towards Yixi. However, Qian Si grabbed his wrist with his other hand and suddenly walked into his arms. He put his other arm around Wang Renfu and hugged him tightly in front of him, as if he wanted to use Wang Renfu as a shield to protect himself.

The bandits on the opposite side couldn't help laughing when they saw this scene. The fat man in the lead chuckled and said, "I thought you were a man, but I didn't expect that at this time, I would use the master's son as a shield. Tsk tsk, it's really embarrassing!"

The yamen runners who were watching from the wall couldn't help but sigh. Even the soldiers who were familiar with Qian Si widened their eyes and looked unbelievable! A real man died if he died. How could he use children as a shield?

Only Chang Xiao seemed to understand something, but he was not sure! He frowned and looked at Qian Si.
Chapter completed!