Chapter 47

After Chen Qiao rejected his face, Chen Gong sent people over twice. For the first time, he was polite and said that he wanted to invite Chen Qiao to visit the Pengcheng County Duke's Mansion. He was told that Chen Qiao was not in the temple and did not believe it. The temple master let them search everywhere and left in disappointment. The second time the other party was not so polite. He was arrogant and Chen Gong knew Chen Qiao quite well. Knowing that he was a person who was unwilling to implicate others, he instructed his servant to take the temple master and the two little disciples back. If Chen Qiao knew, he would definitely come to the door on his own initiative.

Unexpectedly, the viewer had expected that he would hide in the cellar with his two apprentices, causing Chen Gong's men to snatch up. The other party thought that the viewer and the others had run away overnight, so they had no choice but to go back to report.

The first day of the lunar month is not as quiet as the fifteenth day. After staying in the cellar for a few days, it was a bit unstoppable. The light here is dim and the air is turbid. It is indeed not as comfortable as the ground. It happened to be a gathering in the city. He begged to act coquettishly for a long time and finally asked the viewer to agree to go out to the market. The viewer also specifically told him not to come back too early.

Who knows that it is a blessing or not a disaster, but a disaster cannot escape it. Even if you tiptoe when you come back on the first day of the first year, you will never be unaware of the martial arts of people.

Because Chen Qiao's expression also changed as soon as the other party spoke.

"Little Taoist, do you live here?"

"Who are you?" Chuyi asked.

The cellar has two holes for the people inside to breathe. The people who built it first also gave it a special structure so that the people in the cellar could hear the movements outside, but it was difficult to find this hidden place outside.

Who is he? The observer saw Chen Qiao's expression and asked silently.

Chen Qiao covered his mouth and endured the desire to cough, dipped his hand in water and quickly wrote a few words on the table: Xiaose, under the Hehuan Sect, Yuan Xiuxiu disciple, I was injured when I fought with Sang Jingxing.

Although Yuan Xiuxiu and Sang Jingxing had conflicts, they were both from Hehuan Sect. It was hard for Chen Qiao to imagine that Xiao Se would suddenly come to the door.

The fifteenth was still a little confused, but the observer understood that his face was blue and white, and he became powerful.

When he was staying in the house, Chen Qiao thought that the three big and small guys were just ordinary Taoists. It was not until the master of the temple treated him and took his pulse that he realized that the other party was probably a person in the martial arts world.

However, the identity of the other party is not important at this moment. What is important is that Xiao Se comes to the door now, so the person who comes must be unkind, and most of them are coming to Chen Qiao.

"My name is Xiaose." They heard each other's voice, and their voice was soft, like a visitor, not a person who came to cause trouble. "Little Taoist, have you ever seen a man named Chen Qiao?"

"No, no!"

Xiao Se laughed: "Little Taoist, you can't even lie. After that, where is he?"

Chu Yi shouted: "I don't know who you are. Go out quickly, otherwise when my master comes back, he will beat you to death!"

Xiao Se didn't feel angry at all and said softly: "If you don't say it, I have to take you back to pay Elder Sang. He has a very bad temper now. He has three beauties killed by him. I'm worried that no one can vent his anger. Don't do such a fool for Chen Qiao!"

At the other end of the cellar, the host of the spectator pressed down Chen Qiao who wanted to get out of bed, and was so strong that Chen Qiao could not resist at all.

"Listen to me!" He lowered his voice and pressed his mouth against Shen Qiao's ear. "The people of Hehuan Sect are bloodthirsty and will not let you go to the first day of the lunar calendar just because you go out. You can only take care of you together. You stay here and take care of the fifteenth. I'll go out!"

Chen Qiao knew that the other party was telling the truth, but he could not imagine that he was hiding here safely and letting others face the things he was responsible for.

He shook his head, just as he was about to say that he would try his best to save the first year of junior high school, but the master of the temple made a quick move and lit his acupoint like lightning, then quickly took something out of his arms and stuffed it into his hand: "If there is anything, you should take the fifteenth to the Bixia Sect of Taishan Mountain, and say that the unfilial disciple Zhu Lengquan took his disciple outside and asked him to go back to recognize his ancestors and return to the gate walls."

After the master of the temple said that, he also pointed the fifteenth acupoint and said to them: "My technique is not serious, and I will be able to solve it in a quarter of an hour. Chen Qiao, I have entrusted fifteen to you. You remember this responsibility."

After saying that, he stood up and left the cellar without looking back.

The door leaving the cellar leads to several directions. In order to avoid being discovered by the other party directly, the viewer walked out from the exit of another room.

"It's dark, who is disturbing people's dreams!" He stretched his waist, looking sleepy. "Who are you? Why are you holding my apprentice?"

"Master!" Chu Yi's shoulder was pinched in Xiao Se's hand, and when he saw the figure of the master, tears were almost coming out.

"You are the master of this place?" Xiao Se asked.

"Yes, who are you?" The master frowned, "What's wrong with my disciple? I, the master, will apologize to you. Please let him go."

Xiao Se did not let go, his eyes swept over the sword in the watcher's hand, and smiled slightly: "Where is Chen Qiao?"

The master of the temple: "Who is Chen Qiao? I have never heard of this person."

Xiao Se narrowed his eyes: "Everyone understands people, it is not good for you to pretend to be stupid. You said that if I crush your apprentice's shoulders now, will he betray the pain and betray the person you want to hide?"

His subordinates exerted force, and the first day of the junior high school screamed, and began to greet the eighteen generations of Xiaose's ancestors in various market slangs.

"Stop!" The master of the spectator no longer hesitated, drew his sword out of the sheath, and swung his sword slightly, and flew towards the other party.

Xiao Se did not let go of Chu Yi. He was holding a person in his hand, but his body was not slow at all. He slapped a palm in his hand and groaned in his mouth: "I can't take on your master's errand. If I don't come out, I will ask Chen Qiao whereabouts. Anyway, this little Taoist priest is not bad at all. I will take it back to me to give my master a job."

A giggle came from the side: "Senior Brother Xiao, although your master is the leader, his power in the sect is still not as good as my master. I think you might as well abandon the darkness and turn to the light and take my master as your master!"

Xiao Se groaned and did not answer the conversation.

The viewer's face changed drastically.

Accompanied by laughter, two more appeared in front of him.

She was dressed in white, pretty and sweet, and she was Bai Rong who had dealt with Chen Qiao several times.

There was another man, although he was bald, but he was not a monk. His clothes were even more gorgeous than those of ordinary families, and he looked a little out of place.

But the audience did not dare to underestimate him because he dressed strangely, because he also recognized this person's identity.

Another thorny figure in Hehuan Sect, Yan Shou.

The nickname of "Blood-handed Buddha's Son", which means that he looks dignified like a Buddhist son, but is as cruel as a devil in his heart. His hands are covered in blood, and I don't know how much life he has been on his head.

Although Yan Shou is not as perverted as Huo Xijing and likes to peel off people's faces all day long, the people he has killed may not be fewer than Huo Xijing.

Obviously, although Sang Jingxing was severely injured by Chen Qiao, he hated Chen Qiao very much, so he naturally wanted to send his disciples to find him.

If Xiao Se was the only one, the observer asked himself that he might compete with the other party and force him back, but now there are two more, one to three, but he dare not be so sure.

"Take Chen Qiao out." Yan Shoudao.

I don’t know how he did it. The person who was originally in Xiao Se’s hands came to Yan Shou in a blink of an eye. The martial arts skills of the first lunar month were low, and after being slightly tempered, he couldn’t help but burst into tears and cried, crying, "Master, save me." But no matter how he shouted, he did not tell the whereabouts of Chen Qiao and Shiwu.

The mind of the subject is like a knife cutting, and he doesn't care about his own weak power. He can stab the sword flower with one stroke.

The one who fought with him was Bai Rong, not Yan Shou.

She was originally a talented person, and she had a long journey of thousands of miles. Her martial arts skills are now much higher than when Chen Qiao saw her before. The "Green Lotus Seal" turned into thousands of lotus flowers, blooming all over the body of the host. After being broken by the host with a sword, it bloomed again, endlessly, as if it was forever.

The host saw sweat on his forehead. He could still deal with the battle with Bai Rong alone, but Yan Shou and Xiao Se were standing next to him, which made him feel very stressed. He knew very well that even if Bai Rong was repelled, these two people would take action at any time.

If he let go now, he might be able to escape unstoppable, but in the hands of the first day of the Chuyi, the host of the spectator would not be able to leave his hands alone.

Yan Shou saw his weakness and increased the weight in his hand and said, "Where is Chen Qiao's whereabouts?"

There was another scream of pain in the first day of the New Year.

The host's heart trembled, and his hands shook. Bai Rong looked at it and printed a palm on his chest, vomiting blood and taking three steps back.

"I don't know what Chen Qiao is! You guys are unreasonable, and you will do it when you come up. Our master and apprentice will be able to provoke whoever you are in this broken place!"

Xiao Se suddenly laughed and said, "Elder Yan, do you think he looks like a subordinate of the Bixia Sect in Taishan?"

Yan Shou: "Well, it's a bit like that."

Xiao Se: "How did the people from the Bixia Sect in Taishan run here to hide their names? Could it be that they were abandoned disciples who were expelled from the sect?"
Chapter completed!