Chapter 124： Siege

Everyone gathers at the wall, and fights with the enemy.

Lao Lao gave a gift, coughed, and then slowly said, "Young Master has not seen the Lord's tomb last night, so Lao Shen didn't ask him last night."

"This is a trivial matter, what is the situation now?" Pei Ziyun looked a little dignified. Just now his spirit was scaring himself, but now he looks again. Although he has spirit, he is old, weak, and sick.

Even if you martial arts, dozens of people can still use kendo to kill them. If there are more than one hundred people, it will be difficult for Dao to have too much effect. If there are more than one thousand people, it will be difficult for them to fight against themselves. I am afraid they will be hanged.

I am afraid that these remnants will not have much effect.

After listening to Pei Ziyun's words, Lao Lao led the way and introduced in detail: "Young Master, fortunately, the people we patrolled suddenly had a sudden change, and then locked the gate, only to know that some cottages were coming."

Talking, a few people came to the city, Pei Ziyun looked outside Zhaizi. At this time, the stars were shining. First, I saw a dark river in the distance. I know that this is more than two thousand miles. The river is surging and the vicinity is full of The pebble river beach is closer to the mountains, and the close ones are dense mountain warriors, black cloth Baotou, black sheepskin clenched, tied leggings, wearing fast shoes, holding torches in their hands.

Walking among the warriors outside the village, an old woman in a black robe stood in the torch, a crow stood on her shoulder, holding a scepter in her hand, and the warriors around seemed to be reporting to her, looking very majestic.

I was just when the three arrived in the walled city, and the priest was saying something. With a finger of his scepter, the mountain people around her were waving the long knife in their hands and shouting.

The crowd was separated, someone took out a long ladder, a shield, and a man who was clearly the head of the samurai approached the village and shouted, "You all surrender, you can't escape, there are thousands of people behind us, why are you for a dead person, a Men of unknown origin die. "

"The high priest has been dead for so many years, and he will not return." I saw the head of the samurai shouting at Zhaizi with taunt and hatred.

Listening to this, He Qingqing had not spoken yet, and the old lady beside him stepped forward and shouted, "You rebels, have you forgotten the majesty of the Lord? You attacked the village today, and you will be underground when you come to Japan. Lord's punishment. "

"And you, Livzon, how much the Lord favored you, but you betrayed the Lord and the Lord."

老 The old woman in a black robe listened and sneered a few times: "Pamper? The pet that killed my father and brother and took my cottage?"

"I waited day and night, and finally waited until his death, and still today, kill his heir."

"I have waited for many years and I want to wipe out all his hopes, so I am here today and can't wait to come."

"Kill you guys, I have to frustrate him and put him under the curse of the ancestor."

In the end, the old woman in a black robe had a hoarse voice, an insane look, and could not help coughing, which made people quickly support and replaced the head of the samurai.

哈 "Haha, the high priest is dead and can no longer live. You can no longer drive all the poisonous snake worms on the snake mountain. If your young master has the power of the high priest, we will retreat early and dare to come?"

"Now the maggots and snakes have not struck, you can't drive the maggots and don't want to surrender, then go to death!" The warrior's face with a smile, his words with contempt and deep-seated hatred, shouted: "Children, Who and the high priest have no blood vendetta, kill, kill the old and weak women and children in front of you. "

The mountain people below yelled and rushed up.

Qi He Qingqing looked at the crowd that was constantly flowing, her eyes filled with sorrow and anger, but her actions did not stop, and she commanded: "Everyone prepared me a stone and boiled the feces."

Pei Ziyun looked at the walled city with the girl's words, and found that it was full of stones, and there were two cauldrons on both sides, burning things, and a stench came from.

"Boom!" Then scattered footsteps, three simple long long ladders leaned towards the city, the old 妪 commanded: "擂 石!"

At the time of the standing, several women were nervously carrying the flint and placed on the wall. The strong men did not move. They kept their strength and were preparing for more brutal hand-to-hand combat.

"Let's go!" A dozen ocher stones were thrown from the city and smashed heavily, and then a scream came from the city.

Old 妪 shouted again: "Gold juice!"

At the moment, two women lifted a large pot, which was filled with boiling dung juice, the stench was soaring to the sky, and the dung was poured down immediately.

The stench was pervasive and the screams sounded. Several mountain people poured their faces and screamed and fell to the ground. Even if someone was wearing leather armor, they all snorted and smoked, and even bones were exposed.

These people pour in dung juice, let alone burns. The dung juice corrodes the wound, and it must be a serious infection. Unless it is applied to the Dao Fa, there is no possibility of survival.

The stench was pervasive, and in conjunction with the scream, the nearby enemies vomited themselves, especially the enemies, with a look of fear on their faces.

"This is obviously a trick to learn from Middle-earth."

"Zhaizi has been prepared for a long time, but it is impossible to resist such a person now."

The young girl and the old girl command, although there are few people, but the rolling stones and boiling feces fall, and the people who want to attack the village are blocked, but these are all consumption of inventory, there is no use up.

The old woman on one side tried to throw a stone down and sweated. Pei Ziyun was silent: "Is there a bow and arrow, I will come to guard the city."

虽 Although I am not specializing in bows and arrows, but I can martial arts with one arrow.

He Qingqing looked at the busy crowd and was silent for a moment, saying, "There are bows and arrows, but even if we add young masters, I am afraid we can't keep them."

"This is a schematic diagram of Houshan, and there is also a drive-in flute. We have a lot of people and can't cross the Snake Mountain. We also ask the young master to leave by himself and use less martial arts. These rebellions cannot be stopped."

"What this says is that Young Master left on the night, and we resisted later. As long as Young Master is alive, we are all worthy of death." The old lady heard it, but looked back and smiled, revealing the mouth with a few teeth missing: "But Qingqing, you have to keep up. We Lumian Army are behind to resist."

"There are many secrets in the Lord. You must be young to tell the young master."

"It's too old to live. It's time to see the Lord."

The killing sounded fierce, and Pei Ziyun held a scepter in his hand, looking a little cloudy, poisonous snake worms, or other methods to drive it, thinking about it, saying, "Just keep it, give me the middle of the night, and I can think of a solution. "

"Qing Qing, you take me to the room." Pei Ziyun said slowly, although in the war, the killing sound was shocking, but he had a kind of calmness.

As soon as He Qingqing stunned, there was a kind of charm, without asking why, he said, "Yes!"

I was led back at the moment and arrived in the inner floor. Pei Ziyun entered and saw that it was a bamboo building. A bunch of peppers hung at the door.

There is a wooden bed in the room. The bed looks a little delicate, and some silver decorations are hanging in the room. At this time, an oil lamp is lit.

"Young Master, this is my room, you can use it, just Young Master, you ..." said the girl, and saw Pei Ziyun raised her palm: "You can guard it, just hold it for half a night."

Listening to Pei Ziyun's words, He Qingqing did not persuade him, and went out with a ceremony.

Pei Ziyun put the scepter under the pillow and lay gently on the bed. As usual, only when the bed smelled of fragrance, 恍 恍惚 惚 fell asleep.

In the dreamland, the scenery in the mountains appeared. It is very familiar. This is the mountain gate of Songyunmen. A four- or five-year-old boy is led away by an old man.

"Master, Master, what do you say for the cultivation?" Xiao Dao Tong smiled innocently and asked loudly.

"Cultivation?" Master laughed at the words of the Taoist. "Cultivation is for sanctification of the flesh and immortality."

"Master, have you cultivated for many years, it must be immortal forever?" The Taoist asked with wide eyes.

"Master hasn't achieved it yet. You have better talents. You can definitely surpass Master. It can be regarded as a wish of Master." The old man said with a smile.

In a blink of an eye, a teenager walked and saw the peach blossoms in the valley in full bloom, stroking the peach blossoms, and sighing, "Flowers bloom, why do you want me to live forever?"

"Master, it's not good, come soon, Master can't." A middle-aged man broke in, shouting anxiously.

The teenager was startled, and Peach blossom fell to the ground, and hurriedly followed the middle-aged man.

"Master, master." Several men in the room cried in a ball. When the teenagers came over, they gave way ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The teenagers rushed straight to the old people.

The old man held the boy's hand and trembled slightly: "You are my last disciple, with the best qualifications, you can go down for me, expecting your body to be sanctified, I'm tired, and the next life is not used to find me and let me set foot on The way, as long as you make it. "

The language is weary and hopeless, with hope.

"Yueer, I can't live with you in this life, the next life, I hope we can live double-headed and old-fashioned." The old man stretched out his fingers and seemed to point his lover's finger, but he couldn't touch it, and fell down.

"Ah?" The boy cried, and for a moment, the boy had turned into a youth, standing on a cliff, the wind was blowing from a distance, blowing his clothes, looking at the distance, the two were silent for a long time, The Taoist on one side couldn't help but say, "Master, you're a god, why should you insist on this position?"

"Why go to Nanman again? The sanctification of the flesh is too far away. After the death, the blessed land is also a source. Master always felt ashamed of Master ’s heart that he refused to stay. Looking for this opportunity, why are you ..." Looked solemnly at the man in front of him.

男人 The man looked dignified and was silent for a long time before he said, "Brother, don't persuade me. As a Nanli person, I can't be in charge, then don't find a way."

"Mysterious and wonderful, I want to give it a try, I want to give it a try at the first chance."

"Master, you have a small sense of roots, and you can't do anything great." The Taoist hurriedly advised.

"Haha, Brother, you don't need to persuade me. I'm going to Nanman. You tell me the head and drive me out of the school. I will return in the future. I will lose. I don't want the school to be involved.

"Xian Lian, why not you?"

"Brother, I have set my heart." The Taoist went down the mountain after speaking, and his eyes were absolutely clear.