The shouting was extremely terrifying and shrill. Zhu Qingsheng was so furious that he heard it. He immediately looked at the red veil and saw that the red veil was lying quietly on the table, not moving even the corners, and there was nothing strange about it.

Suddenly, the master said anxiously: "Qing'er, hurry up, hold down his eyebrows, hurry up."

Zhu Qingsheng was so anxious when he heard what his master said that he had no time to think about what his master intended, so he stepped forward to Lou Kangcheng.

Lou Kangcheng was as crazy as he was full of fear and horror, his eyes were dull, and he shouted loudly: "Ghost! Don't come over, ah! I..." Suddenly, he grabbed his neck hard and struggled "hoho" and looked extremely terrible.

Zhu Qingsheng didn't expect how the old man was doing well before was like this. In panic, he didn't bother to press his eyebrows for a while. He hurriedly grabbed his hands that were tightly pinching his neck and spread outwards. Unexpectedly, Lou Kangcheng's strength was unusually strong and his arms did not move at all. Zhu Qingsheng has been practicing Taoism since childhood and practicing martial arts hard. His strength is no worse than that of an ordinary adult, and he cannot be separated.

At the same time, the sound of gongs and shouts from all directions rushed towards the place, as if it was surrounded by this place as the center. Zhu Qingsheng looked up in a hurry and didn't know where the man in black had gone.

Sima Yuanji trembled and couldn't bear it. After all, he couldn't bear it. A mouthful of blood flowed out of the crack of his mouth. Zhu Qingsheng was anxious. Master had just finished fighting with the bell holder Luo Qitao this morning. His serious injury had not healed. It must have been that he had just opened the hidden weapon to touch the wound.

At this moment, Lou Kangcheng suddenly kicked his legs while struggling, his arms slowly loosened his neck, his eyes curled up to look at the sky, his face still scared, and he never breathed again. Zhu Qingsheng's mind was empty and he stood blankly. He didn't expect that the person who was still good just now passed away, and he still couldn't believe it when he looked at the corpse.

The candlelight in the room flashed and disappeared, and the tablets were filled with white smoke, so it was unclear.

Sima Yuan was extremely uncomfortable at this moment, and he felt his chest was burning like burning, and he almost couldn't breathe. But his mind was still clear and he thought about the whole thing in a flash. He endured the severe pain and said, "Qing'er, I was hit by the Soul-Swallowing Buddha's Palm. I just used my true energy to burst out, and I couldn't solve it for a while. Those people seemed to be chasing the thief. When they see this, the master will definitely not be able to escape. You are a young man and will not attract their attention. Find a place to hide."

Zhu Qingsheng rushed forward and helped the master and said anxiously, "No, Master, let's go together, let's go together." He looked down at Lou Kangcheng's body that had just passed away, and knew in his heart that if someone saw their master and disciple standing next to the dead person, it would be impossible to explain it if he opened his mouth.

Sima Yuanji took a deep breath and said, "Master really can't leave. Look at the old man's temple on his left side. Even if someone discovers, he will have something to say."

Zhu Qingsheng turned his head and looked down again, and then he saw a thin silver needle inserted into Lou Kangcheng's left temple, which looked very similar to the corpse that was in the mortal hall last night. This time, only half of it was inserted, and the tail of the needle was exposed outside.

"Master, but..."

Sima Yuanji waved his hand and said, "Master has been wandering around the world for so many years, and has experienced all kinds of difficulties. I will still be here. You should hide in that haystack. After they leave, don't go out of the entrance of the village. Do you still remember how we passed by Weishan Lake last time?" After that, he looked at the red veil on the table, frowned slightly, and put it together and threw it under the table.

Zhu Qingsheng said anxiously: "Master, what about you? What if you are...who are...who are...who should I do?"

Sima Yuanji smiled slightly: "Master has gone through the disaster and has increased his Taoism. Some words are endless. Today, on the third day of June, we will meet in the pavilion on the shore of Poyang Lake in ten days. Let's go."

Zhu Qingsheng believed in his master's ability. He used to be able to escape danger every time, but this time his master's serious injury had not healed. He couldn't help but feel extremely worried, anxious and helpless. He gritted his teeth suddenly and was about to turn around and leave, but the master suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

Sima Yuanji's face looked complicated, as if he was pity and reluctant to leave, sighed softly, handed the Kuiyang parasol and package on his back to Zhu Qingsheng, and said, "This time, Master is not by your side. You must be careful these days."

Zhu Qingsheng looked at the package and the sunny parasol, his nose felt sore and he choked and said, "Master, what should you do?"

Sima Yuanji stuffed a talisman into his hand and pushed him out: "Let's go!"

Zhu Qingsheng looked down and took a closer look. He breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and hid in the haystack. It turned out that this talisman was called "Tongxin Talisman". The two main and secondary cards were a unique talisman in Maoshan. This talisman is quite magical. As long as it is within a hundred miles, no matter which talisman in the main and secondary cards were smashed with true power, the other would definitely be crushed at the same time. Later, when the Maoshan disciples used the tasks outside and had to disperse, they used the talisman as a communication tool and agreed to each other that shattering one is a collection, and shattering two is the target of discovering the target... But this method of making talismans is a bit harsh. One person needs to use the left and right hands to hold a stroke, and draw the talisman at the same time, requiring the strength, order, and strokes to be exactly the same. The talisman made in this way is useful.

Now Sima Yuanji’s meaning is self-evident. Whether he is good or bad, this talisman is notified.

Zhu Qingsheng placed the talisman tightly between his chest. Before he had hidden it in the haystack, he heard the noise. His eyes looked out through the gap. Teams of constables rushed over and surrounded the courtyard tightly. There were about 17 or 8 people. The first few looked at Sima Yuanji, who was gasping on the wooden chair, and looked at the old man who was still motionless on the ground. His face changed drastically. "So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! Spoiled: "You old thief, you are so poisonous, you killed another person!"

Sima Yuanji did not answer, and was regulating his true energy to press the boiling blood. The detectives looked at each other, as if urging their companions to go first, but they were a little scared in their eyes. After waiting for a long time, no one dared to go, but they just used a steel knife to block the surroundings.

After a while, Sima Yuanji felt much better. Looking at the constables around him who had not been to attend for a long time, he was a little surprised. He wondered why these constables neither came forward nor asked questions.

Suddenly, I heard a loud shout: "The county magistrate is here!"

The constable at the door was divided on both sides. A thin old man came over, wearing a cloth robes and a goatee. When he saw the constables gathered together, he did not dare to come forward to capture the thief, and he couldn't help but feel angry: "Okay, you guys who are having a good meal, the thief murderer is right in front of you, why don't you take it down quickly?!"

As soon as the county magistrate issued the order, he had to obey it. Several constables climbed over the wall, stood in the corner, made gestures to each other, and cut down the steel knives from all sides towards Sima Yuanji.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!