Chapter 11: Ghost Fire in the Ancient Temple

Li Xuan'er's body is light and her skin is smooth, especially because she is a pure yin body, she attracts Hu Xiaotian, who is the most powerful and yang. When the two of them are in contact and rubbing, they feel extremely strong. Hu Xiaotian runs on her back, which is simply a torture. Fortunately, he is determined and secretly recites to get rid of distracting thoughts, so he does not do anything beastly.

Hu Xiaotian ran for the middle of the night. Fortunately, God had eyes, so he made him go out of the Loess Mountains in a confused manner and come to the edge of the mountain. Li Xuan'er's condition worsened, and his breathing was intermittent. He had to find a quiet place immediately to awaken Li Xuan'er to heal himself. Otherwise, this beautiful soul-catching witch girl would die quietly. At this time, the long night faded, and the morning light fell, and a corner of the eaves suddenly appeared in the faint mist. Hu Xiaotian looked at it carefully, but saw a mountain

On the top of the slope, an ancient temple stands, surrounded by trees, and the environment is quiet, and there is no other family. When I walked closer, I saw the temple door open and the wall collapsed. About half of the rooms had traces of fire. The courtyard was full of withered vines and leaves, which had been abandoned for a long time. The ancient temple was not large, and when I entered the mountain gate, I was worshipped by Sakyamuni Buddha, but the Buddha statue lacked two arms, and the body was covered with dust and mud, and there was no trace of the solemn appearance of the treasure.

Hu Xiaotian checked it back and forth and unexpectedly found a narrow portal cracked on the side of the wall against the Buddha statue, and there were several decaying scriptures scattered nearby. Hu Xiaotian looked carefully and found that the middle of the wall was hollowed out, designed as a secret room for storing scriptures and artifacts. There were also many messy scriptures and books piled up in the room. As for the precious gold and silver magic tools, they had disappeared. Hu Xiaotian was overjoyed, and finally there was no way out. Isn’t this the best place to heal? He hurriedly pushed open the stone door of the secret room, and after the dirty air inside the room was dissipated, he crawled in with Li Xuan'er on his back.

This secret room was narrow and dark, enough to accommodate six or seven people. Due to its age, many cracks were cracked on the walls on both sides, and a faint light was transmitted in. Hu Xiaotian neatly laid the remaining scriptures as a seat cushion, then carefully put down Li Xuan'er, and then went to find half a good bowl, washed it and filled it with some well water, and fed it to Li Xuan'er.

After a while, Li Xuan'er slowly opened her long eyelashes, her eyes were dull, and she disappeared from the charming and charming past. She whispered: "Where is this?"

Hu Xiaotian said softly: "We have escaped from the mountainous area and are hiding in an abandoned ancient temple. It is safe for the time being. Miss Li, your internal injuries are very serious and you cannot delay for a moment. It is best to use your energy to heal your injuries immediately."

Li Xuan'er's eyes were deep and she said softly: "Since Ping An has walked out of the mountainous area, why don't you leave me behind and let me die? The disciples of the Demon Cult have always been so ruthless and ruthless, and never give sympathy for others. Are you an exception? Or..."

Hu Xiaotian interrupted her and said, "Miss Li, you are seriously injured, so you should not talk too much. Please enter the tone immediately!"

Li Xuan'er knows her own family. She can quickly recover her skills unless she gets infused with true energy by a master or takes top healing pills. It will take at least three or five months to rely on her. Do you have to rely on him for protection for such a long time? When she thinks of the scene where the two of them meet and support each other day, she feels panic and cold all over her body. Whenever there is a possibility, she doesn't want to sink deeper and deeper in the mud! But who can she tell her about her tortuous and obscure thoughts? Li Xuan'er closed her eyes tightly, made seals with her hands, and began to concentrate on her exercises to heal her injuries, hoping that after the injury was slightly improved, she could leave the enemy's side as soon as possible and not meet again in the future.

Hu Xiaotian carefully eliminated the footprints left in the temple, and then returned to the secret room, closing the stone doors entering and leaving the wall, completely isolating the outside world's disturbances. He had not closed his eyes for a day and a night, and had been through life and death several times, and ran for the middle of the night. Even though he was so iron-clad, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he fell asleep on the inner wall casually.

I don’t know how long it took, but Hu Xiaotian suddenly woke up from his sleep. Li Xuan'er was still meditating and adjusting her breathing, her breathing was deep and long, and her face was covered with a faint white mist, and it was impossible to tell whether the injury was good or bad. In the hall on the other side of the wall, a depressing sob sounded, as if it was the voice of a young woman. Hu Xiaotian held his breath, approached the gap in the wall, narrowed his eyes and looked out.

There were two men in black in the hall, both wearing hideous masks as ferocious as ghosts. One was sitting on the ground with a back against the stone pillar, covered in blood. The other was kneeling beside him, trying to apply medicine to the wound - it was Yan San and Yan Jiu among the nine ghosts in the underworld! Yan San's black clothes had been dyed dark red, and there were countless wounds. Several of them were visible in depth. The blood stains had dried up and solidified, which was enough to see him fighting with others at that time. Yan Jiu was much lucky. Most of the blood stains on his body were from someone else. While busy cleaning the wounds for his companions, he sobbed in a low voice.

Yan San gasped and said, "Xiaojiu, stop crying, keep your energy to escape. Third brother is no longer able to take care of you, you have to protect yourself in the future. After I die, destroy my face according to the rules and don't let someone track down my identity."

Yan Jiu cried, "Third brother, when the wound is wrapped, I will carry you away!"

Yan San said: "Don't say stupid things, are you going to run away with your third brother's body on your back? Listen, the limelight is tight now, don't go back to Chang'an! If the sect leader breaks through successfully, he will go east. You have to try to contact him and meet him. Do you know?"

Yan Jiu burst into tears, his hands shook, and the medicine bottle fell to the ground and broke into pieces. He said in a trembling voice: "What if... what if... the sect leader, he didn't break out of the siege?"

Yan San said angrily: "Nonsense, the sect leader has a mysterious skill and extraordinary skills, ten times better than you and me. How could he be trapped by those dog thieves?"

Yan Jiu hurriedly said, "Third Brother, don't get angry, it's me who said it wrong! It's me who made it wrong!"

Yan San breathed a long breath and said slowly: "If, if the sect leader encounters an accident, you will stay away from the rivers and lakes and live in seclusion. After the storm is calm, then return to Chang'an to open the underground palace. Remember, before you are sure, you must not show the sect leader token in front of others! Even if it is Yan Da and Yan Er question it in person, you should ignore it. When you practice "Nine-Turn Reincarnation**", they will naturally follow your leader and dare not disobey."

Yan Jiu hesitated and said, "I, do I have to practice the Nine-Turn Reincarnation Chronicle**?"

Yan San said in a deep voice: "You are the only bone and blood of the sect leader. Of course, you must inherit the position of the sect leader. Who else is suitable for practicing this unique skill besides you? Xiaojiu, who dares to question if you become the sect leader in the future, you will kill them all!"

Yan Jiu shook his head and whispered: "Third Brother, I'm not worried about this. Nine-turning reincarnation ** is heartless and unscrupulous. Once you practice, you can't stop it. I, I don't want to practice."

Yan San suddenly said, "Are you worried that you will not be able to raise your child after practicing **? You should first find a handsome man and commit to him. After you get pregnant, you can concentrate on practicing martial arts. The sect leader of all generations has done this, but the difference is that they choose women, while you choose men. Haha, don't you already have a candidate?"

Yan Jiu said anxiously: "Third brother, you are talking nonsense, how can he have any candidates?"

Yan San smiled and said, "I remember, why did you plead for a young scholar for the first time? Xiaojiu, do you still want to lie to me?" When he said the last few words, his voice was as low as a mosquito, and he finally stopped hearing it. Seeing his chest stopped rising and falling, he was already angry.

"Three Brother!" Yan Jiu hissed and cried bitterly, hugging Yan San's body and crying.

Hu Xiaotian felt sorry for them. They must have been separated from Yan Ao in the melee last night. In order to cover Yan Jiu, Yan San fought and fled, and eventually died of serious injuries. Of course, the main target of powerful people such as Zeng Xiangjie, Huangfu Ji, Zhan Feng was Yan Ao, and they all wanted to seize the iron box in his hand and had no time to be distracted. Otherwise, Yan San and Yan Jiu would definitely not escape here. In the underworld, with Yan Ao under the command of the formation, others would not have any unfavorable intentions. Once Yan Ao died accidentally, Yan Jiu was young and weak, and he was a woman.

As a son, there are many people who want to usurp the throne of the sect leader from her hands. No matter from which perspective, Yan Jiu's future path is extremely dangerous. Even if she voluntarily gives up the dispute between the sect leader, the successor will not allow Yan Ao's bloodline to remain in the world, kill the roots, and eliminate the future. If Yan Jiu wants to protect himself, he must have superb martial arts. Therefore, Yan Sanyi repeatedly reminded her that there is a major disadvantage in practicing the Nine-Turn Reincarnation, and practitioners will cut off their fertility. Yan Jiu is deeply concerned about this and has been hesitant.

Suddenly, he heard a few whistles outside the temple. Yan Jiu was shocked. He guessed that the pursuers who were still in danger of being approaching again. He stopped crying immediately, reached out and pulled off Yan San's mask. Then he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, pulled out the bottle plug, and said tremblingly: "Three Brother, I'm sorry!" His wrist shook, and he was determined to pour the liquid in the bottle on Yan San's face. There were only a few strange sounds, white smoke rose, and the pungent smell spread. Yan Jiu tightened the porcelain bottle again, jumped and left quietly since ancient times.

In the blink of an eye, shouts came everywhere, and several men who rushed the fastest rushed into the hall. At first glance, they saw Yan San's corpse still smoking. They all looked away as if they had seen a ghost. They hurriedly looked away and shouted: "Yan San is dead!" "Yan San's body is here!" Yan San's head and face were eroded and destroyed by the potion, all of their skin dissolved, their muscles peeled off, revealing white bones, which was extremely terrifying.

But when people flashed, twenty or thirty heroes from all walks of life rushed in, among which Gao Qingren, with a curly bearded face! It was probably because he changed his mind to the wind and surrendered to an unknown force, and went on to hunt down his former allies. When everyone saw Yan San's terrifying appearance, they frowned, and no one wanted to get closer. Gao Qingren's eyes rolled and said, "Brothers, Yan San's flesh and blood are still melting, it is obvious that he has just died. Yan Jiu must be nearby, don't let her go!" Another laughed and said, "The two peaks of Yan Jiu are upright, their fragrant buttocks are tight, and they are still virgins. After capturing her, everyone will have a share, and it will be vain for a night." Another smirk said, "We can't compete with those treasures of the Demon Cult. It's good to taste Yan Jiu's."

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Yan Jiu ran to the back mountain!"

"Chasing!" "Catch her!" Everyone did not take Yan Jiu, who was alone and alone, and rushed out of the ancient temple with screams and chased him in Yan Jiu's footsteps.

Hu Xiaotian finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the heroes roaring away. He was really afraid that someone would accidentally discover the secret room mechanism. Li Xuan'er was at a critical moment of healing. If he was disturbed, not only would all his previous efforts be wasted, but he would even die. Since Yan San died, the heroes would chase Yan Jiu and leave. In a short period of time, no one should disturb the purity of the ancient temple.

Unexpectedly, the wind was sounding softly, and someone rushed into the hall. Hu Xiaotian was so angry that he looked around and saw that the ones who came back were Jia Chun and Hong Niangzi!

Jia Chun and Qin Hongying are the core figures of the underworld alliance. Because they stood on Yan Ao's side, they were also attacked last night. They were both injured and covered in dust and blood. They were no longer as elegant and charming as they were before. Qin Hongying suddenly saw Yan San's terrifying corpse, and couldn't help but scream, stroked his chest with his hands, and acted like he wanted to vomit. Jia Chun quickly patrolled the inside and outside the hall. After confirming that there was no one else, he raised his eyes to look at the unrecognizable corpse and sighed: "Yan San is indeed dead!"

Qin Hongying retching a few times and said unhappily: "Jia Shusheng, we have wasted too much time following us all the way. Now that Yan San is dead, Yan Jiu is probably unable to escape the evil hands. We should go far away as soon as possible."

Jia Chundao: "Yan Ao made a fool of himself to frame us, and he would kill the brothers and be injured. If I cannot see the bodies of Yan San and Yan Jiu with my own eyes, how can I be willing to do so? Madam Hong, if you insist on leaving, just leave. After this, I will go and look for you."

Qin Hongying gritted her teeth and said, "Do you want to drive me away so that you can take over the token of the sect leader in the underworld?"

Jia Chun laughed silently: "Madam Hong, since Yan Ao dared to use the poisonous plan of lent a knife to kill people, he never thought about getting the Sect Master token back. Why? Because that token is fake! You can't understand such a simple truth?"

Qin Hongying shook her head and said, "I don't believe it! When the alliance was formed, Yan Ao suddenly appeared. You made a temporary request to ask for a token. He did not have the ability to predict the future. How could he prepare a fake token in advance? If someone sees through the token, wouldn't Yan Ao's plan fail on the spot? Only by coaxing us onto his pirate ship and helping him with help can he have a chance to seize the treasure map, so he will not lose the big picture because of the small, and use fake as real."

Jia Chun was stunned and laughed: "What a hero, even I underestimate you. Could it be that women's intuition is so terrible?"

Qin Hongying said: "Jia Shusheng, if you believe that the token is fake, what if you ask me for custody? Anyway, the fake is not worth a few taels of silver, just treat it as the token you gave me."

Jia Chun shook his head: "Do you use fake goods as a token? I can't make it."

Qin Hongying smiled and said, "Uncle Jia, Brother Jia, what they care about is your intention, not the value of the token. Don't be stubborn. You won't throw that token away, right?"

Jia Chun sighed: "Madam Hong, do you really want a token? Don't you regret it?"

Qin Hongying smiled and said, "What are you afraid of! Yan San, Yan Jiu died, Yan Ao was besieged by the strong, and he was in danger. Who would care about the whereabouts of the token?"

Jia Chun said: "Since you want it, I will let you take it." As he said that, he reached into his arms and took out something. Suddenly, the silver light exploded, and hundreds of fine needles of cow-haired needles shot at Qin Hongying, both fast and fierce.

The two were too close to each other, and Qin Hongying was caught off guard. He swung his palms quickly in a hurry, and shot the hidden weapon in front of him with all his might. Jia Chun took advantage of her opportunity to open the empty door and pointed to her pointing points, instantly sealing her seven key acupoints. Qin Hongying was shocked and angry, screaming: "Jia Shusheng, have you taken the wrong medicine? Why did you suddenly turn your back?! Unlock my acupoints quickly, otherwise I will not finish it with you."

Jia Chun sneered: "Madam Hong, the most important thing in life is to know the right measure and know how to advance and retreat. Even if I kill you at this moment, what can you do to me?"

Qin Hongying's heart sank, and he had to put away his fierce and vicious expression, put on a self-conceited and affectionate smile, and said with a giggle: "Good man, they are playing with you. I have no objection to what you say. How about letting me go when you and I have a good time?"

Jia Chun leaned over and groped on the body, but what disappointed him was that there were no other valuable items in Yan San's arms except for a stack of silver notes. Jia Chun's face turned pale and tore the silver notes to pieces. He kicked Yan San hard. He was full of energy and immediately sounded the sound of bone breaking, which seemed to have an irreconcilable hatred with Yan San. Qin Hongying in the hall and Hu Xiaotian in the secret room were shocked at the same time. It was hard to understand Jia Chun's crazy behavior. Even the gang hero who is known for his cruelty and violent also believed in the theory of ghosts and gods, and rarely insulted the corpses of enemies, believing that doing so would shorten his life and even cause trouble for his descendants. Jia Chun's impression has always been calm and sane. How could he suddenly lose his composure? What exactly did he want to find from Yan San?

Qin Hongying asked carefully: "Shusheng Jia, could Yan San take away your important items?"

Jia Chun paused and looked back suddenly. His fierce eyes seemed to choose someone and snatch him angrily: "Bitch, shut up!"

Qin Hongying was at least a master of the same level as Jia Chun. He was suddenly scolded and scolded by him, and was embarrassed and angry, and bit his lower lip tightly, and he stopped talking.

Jia Chun walked back and forth like a beast trapped in an iron cage, muttering to himself: "Yan San, Yan San, you will think about that old guy until you die. You are simply a loyal lackey. But if Xiao Jiu loses the token and key, you will be a sinner for the ages and will never be able to reincarnate after death! Since you are asking for benevolence and getting the right place to die, brother will give you a ride today!" His fingers flicked, and two balls of medicine fell on the corpse. The cold wind blew, and the white light flashed, and the blue-white flames spread and burned, which was extremely strange.

Qin Hongying trembled all over, as if she had discovered something incredible, and shouted in dismay: "Is this the secret soul-refining ghost fire in the underworld?"

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Chapter completed!