The years when I explored the fairyland

With one step, Chu Zhou got off the bed. He put on a piece of clothing and prepared to go out.

After taking two steps, he seemed to think of something. He suddenly stopped, turned around, and stopped in front of a table.

On the table was the tablet of the Taoist Xuanzhen. There was a portrait on the wall. In the painting, the Taoist was holding a whisk and riding a green bull upside down. He had a graceful and elegant temperament.

Well, this portrait was specially painted by Chu Zhou. Even if Taoist Xuanzhen saw it, he might not recognize it as himself.

On the table, there were all kinds of incense and candles, and there was also a square three-ear incense burner. Three sticks of incense were lit and burned to the end.

Chu Zhou didn't care about anything else. He overturned the incense burner and took out a palm-sized wooden sign from it. He wiped it clean with a coarse cloth, revealing a scarlet color.

It was the dark wooden sign that collected the ghost.

According to the method of "Ghost Technique", this ghost is kept in one's body. It is oneself who suffers and loses, but it is also oneself who is provided for, so naturally there is no need to do anything else.

Chu Zhou made the wooden sign with the dark wood, which saved him trouble, but the ghost still needs to be "fed".

Just like people, even if they are slaves, you have to take care of their food and drink.

Therefore, Chu Zhou buried the wooden sign in the incense burner, isolated it with grave soil, and fed it with three sticks of incense, which can also ensure the daily consumption of the ghost, which is an alternative trick.

After cleaning it up in a few strokes, Chu Zhou hung the wooden sign on his waist.

He naturally didn't like to use such means, but if he was really forced into a corner, he would use any means.

It was just like this delay for a while, and shouts came from outside the door.

"Brother, brother, get up quickly, there are bad guys, bad guys...ah!"

The one who spoke was Yi Huai, his voice was full of panic, and there were also the sound of blades breaking through the air, chaotic footsteps, suppressed low roars...

Chu Zhou did not delay any longer, and with one step, he broke through the window and arrived in the courtyard.

He glanced around and saw that his three junior brothers were all here, being chased by a group of men in black.

Among the three, Fan Tiehu was in the best situation.

He was the weakest, but the calmest. He was chased by two men in black holding steel knives, but he was able to turn around and move, avoiding the blades every time, and running around everywhere.

From time to time, he would seize the opportunity to punch and kick, and he could also take advantage.

His punches and kicks were very heavy, and when they hit people, the black-clothed people who were beaten would scream miserably, which meant that they had weapons in their hands, otherwise they might not be Fan Tiehu's opponents.

The next best one was Yi Huai. To be honest, he had already entered the Body Tempering Stage, so he should have strength, but he had no combat experience at all.

The cold blade and the sharp sound of the weapon cutting through the air made him dizzy, and he could only run around.

Yes, he was also running around, but Fan Tiehu was avoiding consciously, while he was just running around in panic.

Fortunately, he was the strongest and had the fastest reaction. Although there were three or four people chasing and blocking him, they couldn't catch him.

And the most dangerous one was Xu Cheng!

In terms of courage, he was the least courageous and had poor strength. Although his qi and blood had reached the standard after more than a month of training, his strength had not yet been condensed.

Facing the slashing blade, he performed the worst. He had been stabbed on his arm, leaving a one-foot-long cut, and blood was dripping.

At this time, he was holding his arm and running away with a pale face.

Seeing Chu Zhou break out of the window, he almost cried and rushed here, not noticing that there was a man in black blocking them.

Seeing Xu Cheng approaching, the man in black raised his knife and chopped, his eyes were crazy and almost overflowing.

However, he couldn't chop down halfway with his long knife. The hand holding the knife was already grasped by another big hand, with such great strength that it seemed to crush his bones.

"It hurts, it hurts... let go, ah!"

Before his shout could be heard, he was kicked in the middle of his heart, and the whole person flew out horizontally, hit the wall, and fell to the ground. He was bleeding from all seven orifices, and he was breathing out more than inhaling.

This was the first black-clothed man to die, but he was definitely not the last one.

"Senior brother? They, they just rushed in like this, chopping anyone they saw, my hand, my hand!"

Xu Cheng threw himself at Chu Zhou's feet, crying and sobbing.

Chu Zhou lowered his head and looked at the arm with blood rolling and bleeding. His face became ugly.

He pushed Xu Cheng into the room and said coldly: "Stop the bleeding first."

After giving the order, he moved again and rushed out. He swayed in the air, avoided several knife lights, and appeared behind Yi Huai.

With his martial arts skills and plenty of meat, Yi Huai has grown a lot in the past four months and doesn't look like a thirteen-year-old child.

Chu Zhou grabbed the figure he was trying to avoid and fixed him in place. Facing the sharp knife light, he said in a low voice: "You are a warrior and a master. Why are you afraid of these mobs?"

"So, open your eyes, look at them, and then destroy them!"

As he said that, Chu Zhou pushed Yi Huai out, and saw four blades cut through the air and cut down on his head.

Yi Huai looked up, staring at the blade, his whole body trembling, but he refused to close his eyes.

Ding!

This was the crisp sound of the long sword colliding with the ground, the bluestone on the ground was broken, and the broken stones flew everywhere.

But Yi Huai had already taken a step back, just one step, but he avoided all the blades.

The four men in black almost did the same action, looking up,

Then, they saw Yi Huai still trembling, but he raised his fist and smashed it down!

Bang!

With one punch, a man in black was smashed, blood splattered, his head was stunned, and he fell straight down without even a sound.

Behind him, a group of men in black who were originally rushing up were all stagnant, scared to death.

And Yi Huai moved again, his body like a python, flexibly dodging the opponent's attack.

When he found an opportunity, he either punched or kicked.

Simple movements, but they all contained huge power, really hurt, hit and flew!

The only thing that remained unchanged was that Yi Huai was still trembling, as if he was very scared.

But Chu Zhou knew that it was because of the surge of adrenaline, and he entered a state of ecstasy.

As for Fan Tiehu, his method of handling was even simpler.

With a flash, he was beside Fan Tiehu, and reached out again, handing over a steel knife.

It was just an extra knife, but with the sharp weapon in hand, his expression changed, and when he looked at the men in black, his calm eyes became more excited.

In fact, Chu Zhou could see clearly that these men in black did not have much ability, or in other words, there were not many who had practiced martial arts seriously.

But they were fierce and crazy. It was estimated that everyone had a life in their hands, so they could fight without scruples.

So, they were the best people to practice courage.

After all, Xuanzhen Temple could not rely on Chu Zhou alone, and his junior brothers had to grow up and take charge of their own affairs.

It was also with this idea that Chu Zhou did not take action, but let them fight each other.

Moreover, he was confident that he could protect them well with his presence.

However, although the idea was good, it could never keep up with the change...

Bang!

There was a loud crash, and the door connected to the backyard was directly opened. A figure was thrown out and rolled on the ground for several rounds.

He tried to look up, and after seeing Chu Zhou, his lips moved: "Master, Master, run!"

His voice was very small, and if Chu Zhou hadn't had amazing hearing, he wouldn't have heard it.

This man was Dong Bo, the gatekeeper, an old widower who was adopted by Taoist Xuanzhen to do some gatekeeping and guest reception work.

He was old, and it was inconvenient for him to move around, his ears were not good, and his sleep was even shallower, but he really liked the little guys!

He also had a monthly salary, although it was not much, but Taoist Xuanzhen still gave it to him. It was only five hundred dollars a month, but he spent it all on his three brothers.

Exquisite sugar figures, sweet and sour candied haws, hot meat buns, soft and glutinous osmanthus cakes...

These were the rare warm moments in the original body's memory.

But now, Dong Bo is dead, with countless cuts on his body, blood dripping, and he has become a blood gourd.

But even so, he still tried to raise his hand and looked at Chu Zhou, his eyes seemed very anxious, but without the light.

He is dead!

At this moment, Chu Zhou suddenly realized that the shrill howl was made by Dong Bo.

He was warning!

"This old guy was finally hacked to death!"

"I don't know what benefits the master gave him, but he can ignore it like this!"

The speaker was a loud voice, holding a knife, and stepped into the main gate arrogantly, cursing as he walked.

His steel knife was hanging down, and blood was dripping.

Behind him, there were many people in black following.

"You, damn it!"

At this moment, Chu Zhou could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and all the courage training and experience accumulation disappeared.

He just wanted this group of people to die!

Swish!

With one step, the blue bricks on the ground shattered, and Chu Zhou had disappeared from the spot. There was nothing fancy, he just rushed straight over.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the leading man flew out, and the two people behind him were imprinted on the wall, blood splattered like a spider web.

"You, are looking for death!"

It is hard to imagine Chu Zhou's state at this moment. He just wanted to kill all of them, so he didn't hesitate to attack.

Waving, punching, kicking, palming...

It was just a simple movement, but it had unparalleled speed and power. When it touched the body, the body was broken; when it touched the head, the head exploded...

It's not that there were no black-clothed people who wanted to fight back. They mustered up their courage and swung their knives, but Chu Zhou didn't think of dodging.

And the collision between swords and fists and feet, it was not the flesh and blood that broke, but the steel knives.

In just a moment, the black-clothed people who poured in from the main gate had been killed, leaving only the last one, who was grabbed by the throat by Chu Zhou and slid into the air.

"Tell me, who sent you here?"

The man in black tried to open and close his mouth, obviously wanting to say something, but all he could do was grab the big hand on his neck and kick his legs desperately!

But Chu Zhou didn't give him a chance.

Crack!

The neck was broken, and the body of the man in black also fell to the ground, and Chu Zhou threw it casually, as if throwing away garbage.

Then, he looked outside the door and said, "It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to say it. With you here, I believe I can ask what I want to know."

Outside the door, in the corner, two men in straw raincoats and bamboo hats stood there, seemingly blending into the shadows, inconspicuous.

But when Chu Zhou revealed their whereabouts, they immediately became lively, their momentum rose steadily, and they could no longer be ignored.

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