Otherworldly Merchant

“It's simple.” Zhang Dongyue replied: “Xianhua is showing the moon and the light is falling on the pine top. ”

“So what?” Wang Daochang took over: “In my honest way, it's nothing wrong. How do you see the strange under the tree? ”

Zhang Dongyue smiled slightly: “If we talk about Taoist law, I naturally fall far short of Brother Huang. But I see strange reasons that have nothing to do with yin and yang. Instead, through the moonlight, under this pine tree, I saw a cryptic phrase. ”

“Cryptography? What a code word.” Yellow Dao Chang was still confused, but his eyes were always staring at the three-headed monster body across the street, and he dared not carelessly.

“It's Jiangbei Zhangjia's code, which was originally the most confidential contact signal between Zhangjia executives. Although it has been suspended for decades, there are only three or five people in the world who can recognize it today, and I happen to be one of them. This is the source of all evil, as the codeword suggests, and it is this old pine that is meant. ”

So that's it!

I heard it here, and I understood it from time to time.

The man in black with the sword once borrowed the birthplace of three corpses, matched with the foot of the Great Devil's Nine Spiritual Array, and drew a cryptic phrase out of the sky. This is why Zhang Yiuwu recognized it on the spot. Zhang Dongyue just said the code words, which should also be true.

There's always a treasure in the family, that's true!

This old man deserves to be the oldest seniors with the highest rank and seniority of the Zhang family. Under such circumstances, in such a complex environment, he can see the cryptic words at a glance and recognize the end of the day. These eyes and experiences alone are truly remarkable.

Chang Wong Dao suddenly realized that he was here, and then asked strangely: “According to Brother Zhang's intentions, the secret word came from Zhang's family's hand, then the corpse..."

“It is very likely that it has something to do with the Zhang family, or it may not.” Zhang Dongyue is still carrying his hands backwards: “But now, when it is not time to pursue responsibility, it is only right to find out the real killer behind the scenes based on this! ”

“Behind the scenes?” Wong Dao Chang has a white eyebrow: “You mean, to draw the corpse to the source? ”

“Exactly!” Zhang Dongyue replied: “The purpose of the visit between Jiulin and I was not to dig the corpse, but to find out the real killer behind the whole amazing conspiracy and to ensure the safety of the Shrine Station. Otherwise, with this manacle alone, would it be necessary for such a labor force to mobilize? ”

“Brother Winter Moon!” Chang Huang Daochang turned around and said, "You also know exactly what this shrine is, and what the consequences will be if evil approaches! I was entrusted by my master to guard this place for generations. I have already broken an example of taking you both into the backyard of the shrine. If you bring the body in again... I'm afraid it's not right with reason. ”

Zhang Dongyue looked at the moon with oblique eyes as if he had not heard it. He said slowly: "The mountain river is endless and the moon is clear, and good and evil are self-aware. Isn't that what the old subjective used to say? ”

Then he turned around and stared at Wong Dao Chang and asked, "But how do you know when you've become a subjective, you can't even identify yourself as a dead man? Why did you drag the body in? Or to protect the Sanctuary? It's like having a dog hidden in your house - shit, you can't smell it yourself, I kindly told you, and helped you think of a way to lead a fly to find it. You can stop the fly from getting in, but you can't find it yourself. You're waiting for dog-shit to rot and turn into a bunch of maggots crawling around, aren't you? ”

“Isn't that just a fly? There's something amazing about it. Big deal. Find the dog-shit and get rid of it together. ”

“What did you just say? In thousands of years, no one has dared to spread the wilderness in the Nakayue Temple. But now someone's throwing shit in your head and you can't even take your hat off? ”

“You dragon gates have been guarding this for generations. Why? To shield that daring demon from the rain, waiting for him to endanger the world? Is that all you got, vice president of the council? Your great-great-master Immortal is so virtuous that he can teach the disciples and grandchildren. ”

“You!” Wang Daochang choked in anger.

Without waiting for him to open his mouth, Zhang Dongyue took over: “Brother Huang, don't worry, if we dare to come, we will naturally have full certainty. If anything happens, I will return this life to you. ”

“The cultivation hall is very small, but if anything happens, your whole life will be ruined. Don't say it's you. Even your master, Wan Xuan Dao, along with the whole Dragon Gate faction, even the whole Church must be ashamed of you! This is a lot worse than dragging a corpse inside. You have to think about what you're going to do. ”

Don't look at Zhang Dongyue, he is not tall, but this rhetoric is really sharp.

However, it can also be seen that his personal relationship with Taoist Wong is excellent and without taboos.

The look on Huang Dao's long face suddenly changed a few times. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Dongyue and looked at me again. Finally, he nodded with a bite of his teeth as if he had made a great determination. “Okay! I'll trust you again. ”

“Hey! That's right.” Zhang Dongyue raised her waistplate and smiled.

“Brother Winter Moon, I have a word first.” Chang Huang said with great seriousness: “If anything happens to the cultivation station, but...”

“Oops.” Zhang Dongyue broke his hand in a row: “Brother Huang, when did I lie to you when you touched the fat conscience? Hurry up, wait a little longer, the corpse absorbs the moonlight, but it's harder to deal with. ”

When Wang Daochang heard this, he stopped hesitating and threw a peach wooden sword at the three monster corpses.

Peach wooden sword in the sky, sparkling, the golden yellow dragon shadow disc leaped out on the sword, one way gleaming golden spell rushed out, like a fishing net to make the corpse cover strict and solid.

“Extremely!” Let him drink.

The spell disappeared, all invading the corpse.

Then, when the corpse stood, it stopped struggling and shouting, and lived as honestly as a half-cut pile.

“The dust returns to dust, the earth returns to dust, everything is empty, the sun is not finished, the shadows are out, the evil spirits return to the path, in a hurry as commanded by law.” Huang Dao's long hand pinching method refers to sudden and loud drinking.

The corpse, as if to understand, slowly walked forward.

The leaves surrounding him, windless and automatic, a slice of them lay beneath his feet, forming a deciduous path, straight ahead.

Every step the corpse takes will leave a pitch-black footprint on a leafy trail.

If you look closely, they've all turned to grass and wood ash.

A black footprint is arranged in rows, turning to enter the porch.

Huang Dao Chang held a peach wooden sword and followed it closely behind him. He was cautious with a look in his face.

Just as I was about to break into the porch, Zhang Dongyue suddenly pulled my corner and whispered, “Jiulin, do you have a way? ”

“Ah?” That's what I hear.