The night is getting darker.

The weather is getting colder.

The entrance to the old temple was as deserted and deserted as ever.

The plaque on the door has not been removed, but the name of the temple cannot be read clearly.

In the daytime, without looking carefully, you can see the traces of time and dust on the facade, and you can imagine how messy it was back then.

If there is no gold or jade outside, it will not be difficult to accept the failure.

It's just that under normal circumstances, there is nothing else in the temple except the clay-and-stone statue dedicated to the god.

The true god enshrined in the old temple is the famous Zhenwu Emperor in Taoism.

Legend has it that Sanfeng Zhenren in those days was the mortal incarnation of Emperor Zhenwu, so for a long time the leader of Zhongzhou Taoism was Wudang.

The Demon Dang Tianzun has naturally become synonymous with Wudang's entry into the world to save people from danger.

However, Wudang, whose vitality was severely damaged by the riots caused by foreign barbarians, retreated to a corner for more than ten years, protecting himself wisely, and even almost closed the door to guard the mountain.

The Zhenwu disciples who once trampled on turtles and snakes with their swords and slew all the evil spirits in the world have turned into shrinking turtles and can no longer protect the peace of all parties.

It is understandable that Zhenwu temples in various places first gradually lost their incense, and then were smashed, smashed, burned, and looted by desperate and angry people.

Especially when the Twelve Heavenly Evil Sect, whose hands and eyes can reach the sky, the Tushita Gang who responds to requests, the Red Sect who takes care of food and housing, and even the Nether Sect who works hard to survive gradually rise and break into the public view, praying to God and worshiping Buddha.

There are fewer people praying for incense.

It is not up to the Jianghu people to decide what is evil or not. The people at the bottom who live in dire straits do not care so much.

For people who are desperate and desperate for survival, the so-called decent sects' ability to provide relief is too limited, and they are not as reliable as these evil sects and demonic sects.

If Luzhou County had not always been relatively wealthy, otherwise this real martial arts statue would have been pushed down and smashed by everyone. How could this fake god save face?

This "Emperor Zhenwu" in the old temple has been sitting alone in an empty room for more than ten years, occasionally welcoming some poor and beggars to take shelter from the cold.

There are no sparrows or mice day and night, and passers-by are not even allowed to take a pee, and their anger is getting worse every year.

On these days, especially at night, there are always idle people coming to keep me company, which is very strange.

Tonight, the temple was a little less busy than in recent days, but there were still seven people inside.

The two people lying side by side were snoring and their bellies were one big and one small, one after another.

A bald man was leaning against the door, dozing off. From time to time his ears were tickled by the night breeze, so he stretched out his fingers to pick them out.

A thin man with black hair reaching the floor sat cross-legged and meditated.

Young people in night clothes and scholars in white formed their own groups around a masked man.

The ghostly enchantress has traveled several miles to the east, and the smiling Maitreya has just finished telling the story about her.

Perhaps they were still in awe of this mysterious master who always wore a mask. Egg and Mei Huaijin, who had always had a lively and carefree temper, were very honest and well-behaved when they listened to the story.

Even if he was speechless with surprise, he was cautious. If he had any questions, he would naturally ask them clearly after he was done.

Egg collected his thoughts and then asked: "According to Maitreya Gang Leader's wishes, Brother Jiang cannot avoid disaster this time, and the ghostly enchantress must kill him?"

The smiling Maitreya nodded slightly and said: "There must be a cause and a result. If a person dies in his hands, he must pay some price for it."

Egg asked tentatively: "In the opinion of Gang Leader Maitreya, what is the probability that Brother Jiang can successfully escape the revenge of the ghostly enchantress?"

Smiling Maitreya replied without hesitation: "Less than 10%."

Egg was not in a hurry, but Mei Huaijin was anxious first and said: "Even if you are destined to die, you will definitely be saved. If you survive a disaster, you will have future blessings. Brother Jiang has survived so many storms, so he won't be accepted by this bitch, right?"

When Mei Huaijin mentioned the word "girl", Egg seemed to have a playful smile after seeing the innocent smiling mask.

However, there were no lights in the old temple, and neither of us could see each other's faces, let alone a mask between them, so the eggs had to be regarded as an illusion.

I heard the smiling Maitreya say: "It all depends on the luck of that little guy. If the ghostly enchantress fails once, she can attack twice or three times."

Egg refused to agree and muttered: "As for it?"

Smiling Maitreya explained with a hoarse laugh.

"It's never too late for Jianghu people to take revenge after ten years. After all, the weak kill the strong. If you don't hibernate and temper yourself first, then you will jump out in vain."

"Even if there is a God-given opportunity, it is difficult to succeed once, but not twice or three times. However, you have to be cautious when taking action later."

"And the Ghost Enchantress is the leader of a gang no matter what. Compared with her, Jiang Shaoxia is still too young. If you can't do it once, why don't you allow people to do it twice or three times?"

Mei Huaijin frowned when he heard this and said: "After those three times, Brother Jiang is still alive by chance, so what?"

Egg shook his hand and said with disgust: "Of course, women have always been unreasonable. Of course, they won't give up until they achieve their goals."

Unexpectedly, the smiling Maitreya said: "Not all women are like this."

Egg wondered: "There is actually a turning point?"

Smiling Maitreya said: "Ghost Enchantress is a very rational woman. In short, she believes in fate. If she tries her best and still fails to kill Jiang Shaoxia, she will give up."

The Smiling Maitreya and the Ghostly Enchantress, except for their nicknames, both have four characters, and they don't necessarily have much in common.

But after listening to Smiling Maitreya's analysis, Egg didn't doubt that he was there. He clenched his fist with his right hand and beat it on the heart of his left hand, and said with a smile: "This is a good thing!"

Turning his head to Mei Huaijin, he said: "Poet, we will set off to the east tomorrow. If we have three opportunities, as long as we can make the trip, it will be worthwhile for Brother Jiang to treat us as a friend."

Mei Huaijin had no intention of talking back this time and acquiesced to the egg arrangement.

"No."

A deep voice sounded.

Egg didn't even think about it, and immediately replied: "It depends on human effort, even if it doesn't work, it can work."

Suddenly the two strands started fighting, and a chill ran down my spine. I suddenly looked back and saw that Xie Fei had drifted up behind him at some point.

Dan Danzheng smiled and moved his buttocks to make room for his boss, and said honestly and courteously: "If the boss has any instructions, just say it."

Xie Fei didn't notice anyone else and sat on the spot, sitting in a circle with the three people.

But he faced the smiling Maitreya alone and said: "Starting tomorrow, we should start taking action."

This statement seemed like a question but not a question. Before Egg and Mei Huaijin could react, Smiling Maitreya already agreed: "Counting the time, it's almost time."

Egg in the mist listened to the two people going back and forth without any end, and asked directly: "Boss, what about Brother Jiang..."

Xie Fei got straight to the point and said: "Here we go all the way east. Young Master Jiang is even more powerful because he has that horse by his side. The ghostly enchantress is not necessarily faster than him. Young Young Master Jiang will be safe and sound for half a month."

"Furthermore, if we create some big waves behind the ghostly enchantress, there is no guarantee that she will not turn back because she is concerned about the safety of the temples. In this way, we can be regarded as encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao."

This time, Mei Huaijin was quicker to flatter me, and said immediately: "What the boss said makes sense."

Egg was not in a hurry to argue, but after pondering for a while, he said: "Okay, boss."

Seeing the rare reaction of the egg, and then thinking about the antelope's horned sword tonight, Xie Fei felt greatly relieved for no reason.

The youngest brother brought from Buji Island has grown up a bit.

It's just strange to say that if Dandan had protested for a few more words, he, the elder brother, could continue to act coldly and not take it seriously.

But when Egg refused to argue and chose to accept the arrangement silently, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Since when has he wanted to see this little brother always maintain a cheerful and cheerful temperament and not have too many worries in his heart?

Xie Fei had a rare hesitation. After thinking about it again and again, he decided to answer the egg's question himself.
Chapter completed!