Rebirth III: Sword Spirit Goldfinger

With his mouth open, he let out a little exclamation, and said sharply, "Oh, what a cute little boy!"

I thought to myself, how cute is it? Uncle Cheng has shown his domineering side since he was a child, okay?

Yun Xiaodan said again: "Yes, I remembered. The original owner of the light-chasing dagger was Cang Wucheng. My father was not very satisfied after making the light-chasing dagger, but fortunately, the light-chasing dagger was still sharp, so I took it Come to protect Cang Wucheng."

I said to myself: "So that's the case. How did the light-chasing dagger end up in Zhen Muqing's hands? Zhen Muqing said that he made a deal with Master Dongli. What kind of deal is it?"

Yun Xiaodan said with a smile: "I don't know, there is no record of this matter in my database. But I think we will know as soon as we follow up!"

In fact, we don't have to deliberately follow it at all - this is a special experience, like a very real four-dimensional movie, we stand still, but our vision is always moving with Cang Wucheng's footsteps.

Not long after Cang Wucheng left the restaurant, two youths dressed as immortal monks came out of the restaurant, but these two faces were blurred, and when you looked carefully, they didn't even have facial features.They followed Cang Wucheng cautiously, dodging left and right, but they didn't know that there was a smile on the corner of Cang Wucheng's mouth, and his thumb was stroking the pigeon-egg-sized gem at the top of the light-chasing dagger.

I sighed, thinking that the two of them might die soon.

Sure enough, a bloody bridge that is often seen in martial arts novels appeared next. Cang Wucheng walked into a deserted dead-end alley, and the two who followed him found that there was no one in the dead-end alley. They were surprised and puzzled At that time, he was killed by Cang Wucheng.

It was indeed a knife, and I could see that he didn't even use any magic power, just relying on martial arts to take the lives of two people.Thinking of this, I can't help feeling a little pity for these two people, and I can't help marveling at Cang Wucheng's skill.Jiang Gu'an's reputation in the Dao world at first was precisely because he was able to kill advanced monks with pure martial arts.Although the cultivation of these two monks who followed him was mediocre, and even did not reach Jindan, Cang Wucheng was able to kill a pair of them with a single blow, and his current kung fu should not be underestimated.

But he still seemed to be dissatisfied. He raised his cuffs and frowned when he saw a little vermilion splashed on the gold silk embroidery.

He cursed in a low voice, spat, and with an irritable expression, he took off the exquisite brocade robe indiscriminately, and threw it on the corpses of the two monks, snapped his fingers with his right hand, and threw down a handful of candles. Soon after, the two corpses and the brocade robe were burnt to ashes by the dim flame of the candle.

Cang Wucheng passed through the wall and disappeared.

Things changed in the field of vision, and in the blink of an eye, Cangwu came to a green lawn at the foot of the mountain outside the city. The grass was luxuriant and emerald like clouds, and many wild flowers that I could not name were quietly blooming in this piece of green grass. The wind dances, attracting bees and butterflies.Although this is not a grand sight, it makes people feel refreshed and happy.

This field of wild flowers and grass is very lush, luxuriant over Cang Wucheng's knees, he walked slowly in it, and finally stopped in front of a bush of cineraria.He squatted down and quickly digged up. I was a little speechless looking behind him, and seeing his skillful movements, I was even more surprised, because no matter how I see it, Uncle Cheng always kills and doesn't care about burying. Why is there such a superb planer? technology?

But soon I knew the answer—a serene face appeared in the pit, and I was startled. I only thought it looked familiar, but before I could remember where I saw it, I heard Yun Xiaodan next to him shouted in surprise: "Daddy!"

Cang Wucheng called out at the same time: "Master."

Sure enough... besides Dongli Zhuke, who else in this world can work hard? Cang Wucheng bow his head and dig a hole?

Seeing this 'culprit', I couldn't help sighing, and I didn't know whether it was him or myself who sighed.

Cang Wucheng frowned worriedly and said: "Master, is your injury still not healed?"

The people buried in the soil moved their eyelids when they heard this, Dongli Zhuke opened his eyes sleepily, as if he had just woken up.

Dongli Zhuke said: "Okay. But isn't it human nature to sleep late?"

Cang Wucheng: "..."

Cang Wucheng glared at him angrily, and said angrily: "You are not human."

Dongli Zhuke smiled and said, "Tsk tsk, how are you talking?"

Cang Wucheng snorted coldly, and dug the pit a little bigger, digging out Dongli Zhuke's entire head, but his body was still buried in the soil.But it's also very strange to say that when a person is buried in the soil, no matter how fertile or dry the soil is, there is no reason why the person's whole body will not be stained with mud.But Dongli Zhuke not only had a clean face, but even his hair didn't have a little bit of mud on it. He was lying in the mud, but he was as comfortable as a fish lying in the water.

Just as I was surprised by this, I saw him make a movement that surprised me even more. He turned over in the soil. If that movement was placed on the bed, it would be very similar to turning his head back to sleep.Cang Wucheng was completely speechless, and shouted angrily: "Get up! Don't sleep anymore! You have been lying down for three days, haven't you slept enough? Get up quickly! The goddess is about to kill the world, and you still Lay out in bed here! Feng Ren, you should have some snacks!"

Dongli Zhuke lazily said: "What are you yelling about? Are you still polite? Do you know what it means to respect a teacher?"

Cang Wucheng spat at him, and began to paw him with all his strength, muttering in his mouth: "We are not human beings, what are we doing talking about these messy red tapes and etiquettes, get up for me!"

Dongli Zhuke smacked his lips, sighed, and said kindly: "Okay, okay, you get out of the way first."

Cang Wucheng moved away as he said, Dongli Zhuke sat up from the soil, stretched his waist, looked refreshed, and asked carefree: "What did you just say?" , the goddess is going down to earth?"

Cang Wu said: "The oracle from Lingxu Island, the goddess Deyin is about to come down to eradicate us."

Dongli Zhuke said: "Goddess Deyin?" He shook his head again and said, "I haven't heard of it."

Cang Wucheng asked: "Are you sure you can kill her?"

Dongli Zhuke asked back with a smile: "Why should I kill her? Goddesses are not clean. If you kill this Deyin, maybe tomorrow there will be a Deqinde who draws Deshu and so on. Come on, do we want to kill them one by one? Besides, after killing these little pawns, the boss of these little pawns will go down to earth, eh, endless, very annoying."

Cang Wucheng was a little dumbfounded, and asked: "Then what should we do? If we don't kill her, should we let her hunt us down?"

Dongli Zhuke supported his chin, looked at his beloved disciple with a smile, and said with a smile: "Using violence to solve things is naturally the fastest and easiest of all roads. But it is often not the most once and for all, like your master and me Such a lazy devil, of course he hopes to do something that can last for millions of years."

Cang Wucheng restrained his expression, turned his face slightly displeased and said: "It seems that you already have a plan."

Dongli Zhuke said: "Before that, I have a question."

Cang Wu Cheng said: "You can ask, but I don't need to answer."

Dongli Zhuke sighed again, and said: "It's really not big or small, I taught you such an apprentice just like that. Where's your coat?"

Cang Wu Cheng said: "Throw it away."

Dongli Zhuke said with a smile: "It seems that your movements are not fast enough."

Cang Wucheng didn't make much excuses, just said: "Next time, it will never be like this."

Dongli Zhuke saved Cang Wucheng's face very much, so he didn't continue this topic.He asked again: "How did you dispose of the corpse? Did you burn it with a candle?"

This time Cang Wucheng was not in a hurry to answer, he lowered his eyes and thought for a while, his face suddenly changed, and finally found out the troubles left by him just pretending to be a secondary school student.I also turned my head away, sighed, and couldn't help complaining in my heart: Hey, I really didn't expect Brother Yue's father to be such a sincere child, he was a little dumbfounded.Cang Wucheng's appearance was inherited to Cang Wuyue seven points, but this character, on the contrary, Jiang Feng is more like him.I also thought, maybe this is because they are all apprentices taught by the same master. Dongli Zhuke is already smart enough, so he likes to teach some stupid apprentices, because he must understand that at this point, he is better than blue. Yu Lan is not necessarily a good thing.

Cang Wucheng clenched his fist unwillingly, gritted his teeth and said, "This time I was careless."

Dongli Zhuke said, "No, just right."

Cang Wucheng asked: "Why?"

Dongli Zhuke said: "Because Zhen Muqing is here, with his exquisite mind, he will definitely notice this matter, and find out our whereabouts from this clue."

Cang Wucheng said disdainfully: "Hey, that villain with a sweet mouth and a sword! He is not worthy of being in my eyes, isn't it easy to kill him?"

Dongli Zhuke said: "It's easy for you to kill him, but it's very difficult for you to pretend to be defeated by him naturally."

Cang Wucheng raised his eyebrows and said: "You want me to lose to him? Tsk, is it your old trick of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? But he is not a tiger."

Dongli Zhuke said: "But he can bring the tiger into the game."

Cang Wu smiled comprehensibly, and said with a sneer: "Yes, if he got the news about us, he would definitely invite the goddess Deyin to ask for credit. At that time, he might even stalk the goddess to come here to pick up the ready-made bargains. Where there is good in this world, he is not willing to let it go. But I don’t understand, why did you choose him? People like him make me sick like maggots on corpses. If you want to give Zhengdao a favor, I will I would rather let Jiange Yuehua take the credit. He is a rare gentleman, and