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Volume 12 The Taoist Priest Who Always Walks Ahead of You!

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    ? Great Xia Dynasty, Qingming Prefecture, Guangshan Region, Nanquan County.

    It is already two hundred miles away from Fengyuan Mountain, which belongs to the edge of the Guangshan area.

    On the official road, on the right side of the road, there is a person walking slowly.

    This is a young Taoist, tall and straight, with a handsome appearance.

    He walked along the road, his steps were slow, but his speed was not slow.

    He was walking on the road, the breeze was blowing, and the dust was blowing up, but he saw that his Taoist robe was still as clean as new.

    It's just that his face was a little pale, and he looked devastated.

    Yesterday he suddenly gained five years of Taoism, and got the Styx spell.

    As soon as the mind moves, the ins and outs are already understood.

    Someone must have cursed him to kill him, and he was backlashed, thus killing him.

    The Chaos Orb plundered a Styx spell in the dark, and absorbed the other party's cultivation base. After refining, it fed back to itself and increased its five years of self-cultivation.

    After Taoist Baoshou realized it, his heart was full of regret.

    Who did he kill?

    Where did that guy die?

    Without a head, no evidence, and even no identity, how to go to the government to exchange for rewards?

    Moreover, according to calculations, killing Yaodao Qiufeng only took half a year of Taoism, and this time he gained five years of Taoism, which means that this person's cultivation base is ten times higher than Yaodao Qiufeng!

    The Autumn Wind of Yao Dao offered a reward of 30,000 taels of silver, so wouldn't this unknown demon get 300,000 taels of silver?

    Rounding up, it is millions of taels. If you do the calculation like this, you will lose a million taels of silver for nothing!

    "Master Baoshou, how long will it take for the Yongyao River to arrive?"

    Just at this moment, a fluffy little animal's head protruded from the black cloth bag around his waist, with sparkling eyes, his voice was like a child's, but his tone was low.

    After Xiaoxiong learned about this, he didn't think about eating and drinking, and was depressed.

    How much silver was lost in vain this time?

    This generation of monsters is really despicable and shameless. If you have the guts, you will be aboveboard. In a face-to-face battle, what's the matter with stabbing a knife in the back?

    It's fine to stab a knife in the back, this demon will at least let him know, our Baihong Temple has always been kind, so why don't we collect his corpse?

    And this Daoist Baoshou is also the same, if he kills a monster, he doesn't tell him in advance, let him find the corpse in advance.

    The white silver taels are in vain.

    After this incident, a firm belief was planted in the little Xiongzi's young heart, anyone who hurts someone behind the scenes, sneaks up on someone secretly, or hides his head and shows his tail is a bastard!

    "Soon."

    Taoist Master Baoshou looked forward, and said in a deep voice: "I will kill demons later, if the poor Taoist has no time to take care of other things, you must remember to take the head back while you are in trouble."

    Little Bear looked solemn and nodded fiercely.

    Taoist Priest Baoshou fell silent and continued on his way.

    Suddenly, I heard the sound of horseshoes behind me.

    Taoist Master Baoshou didn't turn his head, but just gave way to the right side of the road for two steps.

    A carriage passed by on the official road.

    There are four warriors in the front and back, riding tall horses, with guards on the side.

    The horseshoe raised a little dust.

    Daoist Baoshou covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and frowned.

    The warrior on the right, riding on a horse, glanced at him, condescending and indifferent.

    Daoist Baoshou glanced back, disapproving.

    The dust gradually leveled off, and the sound of horseshoes faded away.

    That group of people gradually disappeared at the end of the official road.

    And Daoist Baoshou was stained half of his body with thin ash.

    He let out a light breath, shaking all over.

    The dust is all gone, the dust is not stained¡ª¡ª

    After half an hour.

    The convoy is approaching Nanquan County.

    The leading martial artist had a dry mouth, took off the water bag, and drank his saliva.

    After he put down the water bag, look at the way forward.

    ? On the official road in the distance, as far as the eye can see, there seems to be a figure.

    He didn't care, and drove forward.

    As he approached, he found that this man had a tall and straight back, a long sword on his back, and a Taoist robe. He turned out to be a young Taoist priest.

    Today, I met a few people on the official road. I only saw a young Taoist priest half an hour ago, and I met another young Taoist priest half an hour later, and his back was similar, which was shocking.

    The convoy passed the Taoist priest.

    Horseshoes kick up dust.

    The warrior turned his head to look.

      And the Taoist also turned his head to look.

    ""

    The middle-aged warrior was suddenly taken aback.

    In a daze, this young Taoist priest was extremely similar to the young Taoist priest he met half an hour ago.

    But before he could take a closer look, he had already passed the Taoist priest.

    After all, riding a horse is far better than walking on foot.

    "Strange thing."

    The middle-aged warrior read aloud, and thought to himself: "Could it be that I am getting old, my old eyes are dim, and my mind is also in a trance?"

    It's not a big deal to be in poor spirits and occasionally be in a trance.

    He didn't take it to heart either.

    The convoy gradually drifted away, and looking back, the Taoist priest was still behind the road, walking slowly.

    As the convoy moved forward, the Taoist priest was no longer visible.

    Another hour passed.

    The convoy entered the range of Nanquan County.

    And in front, there seems to be a figure.

    Seen from a distance, the back looks tall and straight, with a long sword on his back, dressed in a Taoist robe, and his steps are slow.

    ""

    The heart of the middle-aged warrior suddenly froze.

    But he still passed the young Taoist priest while driving the horse.

    He turned his head and looked carefully.

    But the young Taoist didn't look at him, but walked forward.

    A horse's footsteps are much faster than a man's footsteps.

    He passed the young Taoist again.

    However, the handsome side face just now is the same as the young Taoist priest I saw earlier?

    "this¡­¡­"

    The middle-aged warrior had an ugly expression on his face.

    The previous time, or in a trance, I saw the wrong face.

    But this is the second time, so shouldn't he be wrong?

    "Uncle Geng"

    At this moment, a young warrior behind him whispered, "This Taoist priest is very strange."

    The middle-aged warrior surnamed Geng looked back and said in a deep voice, "What did you see?"

    Another warrior next to him murmured: "We set off in the morning, and at noon now, we met three young Taoist priests with the same attire. Could it be that they are brothers from the same sect?"

    The martial artist surnamed Geng was silent for a while, and then said: "Don't provoke, don't pay attention to, don't cause extra problems."

    He has a lot of experience in the world, and from the very beginning, he met the Taoist priest and took a look.

    As for the other three warriors, they obviously only paid attention to the Taoist priest's attire, but did not notice the Taoist priest's face.

    The martial artist surnamed Geng felt uneasy.

    Are there really three young Taoist priests on the official road who look exactly alike?

    Or are the three of them the same?¡ª¡ª

    At noon.

    Above the official road, there is a roadside tea pavilion.

    "Miss, the sun is indeed too hot, and most of the water bladder has been drunk, why don't we take a rest here and replenish some water."

    The martial artist surnamed Geng tilted his head slightly, and said: "It's only noon, and we can only arrive in Nanquan County in the evening."

    Inside the carriage, a young woman's voice answered.

    Then I saw two girls getting off the carriage.

    One is handsome and the other is tall.

    Both of them were dressed as maidservants. After getting out of the car, they opened the curtain.

    Then a young woman came out cautiously. She had a beautiful face, firm skin, a goose-yellow dress, gentle movements, and a somewhat sickly posture. She was supported by a maid and slowly got out of the carriage.

    "Shopkeeper, serve tea."

    This group of four guards, two maids, a coachman, and a young lady, a total of eight people, divided two tables and sat down.

    The tea booth was not big, and there were other pedestrians resting here. With the addition of these eight people, the tea booth was full, and the business seemed to be booming for a while.

    But just after the group of eight people sat down, they heard a slightly lazy voice coming from inside the tea pavilion.

    "Shopkeeper, serve another pot of tea."

    ""

    The martial artist surnamed Geng casually turned his head to look, and suddenly his heart was shocked, and he stood up quickly.

    His complexion changed and his mood fluctuated.

    This young Taoist priest has a lingering ghost. Could it be that he came here for their group?
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