C796 The Old Daoist Killed Someone
C796 The Old Daoist Killed Someone
"Little benefactor, may I ask if this way is to Linan Prefecture?"
The old Daoist smiled and pointed at the only yellow dirt road in a village in the outskirts of Liu City. He asked a boy who had runny nose and was sucking lollipops in his hand.
The boy was only six or seven years old. He looked at the old Daoist in front of him who was smiling like a Maitreya Buddha and shook his head at a loss. Then he nodded.
"Is it, or is it not?"
The big monk seemed to be talking to himself as he asked another question.
The boy nodded and shook his head, indicating that he did not know.
"Silly, what are you doing?
A middle-aged woman walked out from a brick house nearby. She knocked on the edge of her rice bowl and scolded the boy angrily, "You little brat, why didn't you hurry back and eat? What are you doing there? Hurry up and come back for dinner. "
Silly Two sucked the mucus that was about to flow out of his mouth, licked the lollipop, and ran towards the middle-aged woman.
"You brat, where did you get the lollipop? If you don't eat well and only think about eating snacks for a day, did you steal my money to buy it?"
The middle-aged woman glared at the boy and cursed.
"The old Daoist gave it to me!"
The boy pointed at the priest and shouted while avoiding the middle-aged woman's slap.
The middle-aged woman looked suspiciously at the old Daoist and then looked at the lollipop in Silly Er's hand!
Anger instantly rose in her heart and she scolded, "Stop, stop, you little bastard! Didn't I tell you not to casually eat the things given by others? The iron pillar next door to Elder Zhang's house was taken away by someone else just like that. Have you forgotten about it? "
As the middle-aged woman spoke, she grabbed the boy's wrist and threw the lollipop onto the ground. She raised her hand and gave the boy's butt a few times." Quickly get back there. "
Perhaps the boy was in pain from being hit, or perhaps it was because he felt pity for the lollipop, but as he looked at the lollipop on the ground, tears of grievance immediately flowed down.
"This is the lollipop that the old Daoist gave me, not someone else!"
The boy pitifully wiped away his tears and shouted. He actually ran behind the old Daoist and hid behind him.
The middle-aged woman looked at the old Daoist with a strange look. She thought that this old Daoist knew evil magic. In the blink of an eye, the boy had gone crazy. Two people were better than kissing the child's father. This was definitely not normal!
The middle-aged woman liked to gossip in the village. She had heard about how powerful the people who kidnapped and sold children in the city were. They could make the child follow them with just a few words.
Many of the children had been kidnapped and sold.
Of course, many children ended up in even more miserable states. Their legs were broken. Or perhaps... They were placed on a small plow. Going out to ask for money, these children's destinies are extremely miserable. They would be ravaged by others all day long. They would either be beaten or scolded. They would not even be able to eat their fill.
When the middle-aged woman thought of this, she felt that the old Taoist in front of her was even more terrifying. If her child's leg was broken, he would look pitiful. If she let the old Taoist priest follow her everywhere and ask for money, then she would be able to cheat a lot of people!
The more the middle-aged woman thought about it, the more anxious she became. She scolded angrily, "Get over here quickly, get over here!"
Unfortunately, the boy was already frightened by her. How could he be willing to leave the old Taoist priest's back? He just pulled the Taoist priest's wide Taoist robe and kept hiding behind him.
The more he dodged, the more anxious the middle-aged woman became. She stomped her feet and rushed over, wanting to catch the boy.
"You witch, stop!"
The middle-aged woman saw that she was about to grab the boy, but she felt as if her wrist had been caught by something. It was painful.
She looked down and saw that a large bronze hand with delicate skin was like a clamp on her wrist.
The middle-aged woman did not understand why the old Taoist looked so white. He was probably sixty or seventy years old. How could his skin be so tender? There was not even an old spot.
Moreover, the old Daoist's voice was not as old as it sounded. Instead, it was full of confidence, like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.
This must be a fake Daoist. Otherwise, how could such a situation occur?
Moreover, from the tone of his voice, you can tell that he is a demoness. Who are you calling a demoness?
Thinking of this, the middle-aged woman became extremely angry. She shouted at the Taoist priest, "Let go! Quickly let go! Are you letting go or not? I'm calling someone!"
The middle-aged woman didn't wait for the old Daoist to let go and shouted, "Someone come! The old Daoist is shameless! He's acting like a hooligan!"
"Someone come! The old Taoist priest is taking advantage of me! He is so shameless!"
The green-robed Daoist had a bad temper. He had always spoken with his fists. When had he ever been so entangled with a woman?
Moreover, in his era, men were superior to women. He had never seen such a fierce woman before. He could not help but shout angrily, "What nonsense are you spouting? If you continue to speak nonsense, I will kill you!"
The middle-aged woman was famous for being a shrew from all over the country. When had she ever wronged herself? Hearing the old Daoist's reprimand, she immediately hugged the old Daoist's arm. She screamed at the top of her lungs, "The old Daoist is acting like a hooligan! Someone come! The old Daoist is shameless!"
The loud voice was chaotic. The villagers in this small village did not live too far away. When they heard the shout, they all came out to watch the show.
This small mountain village had originally been intrepid with people. One by one, men rushed out. When they saw an old Taoist holding the middle-aged woman's wrist, the middle-aged woman shouted like she was splashing water all over the place. This group of men immediately became angry and picked up their shoulder poles one by one. Small bamboo chairs, iron rods, all swarmed towards the old Daoist.
"Monks playing hooligans, do you want to be shameless?"
A man waved the pole in his hand and slammed it towards the old Daoist's head.
Pa...
The pole hit the old Daoist's head and broke.
The man looked at the pole in his hand that had become two pieces and was stunned on the spot!
Everyone was dumbfounded. There was a man who couldn't stop in time, but there were still many weapons that hit the back of the old Daoist's head, arms, and even legs.
Bang, bang, bang, bang...
With a cracking sound, the small bamboo chair that hit the back of the old Daoist's head was shattered. The steel pipe that hit the old Daoist's arm was bent to ninety degrees.
The most brutal thing was a nail, which broke a row of the teeth.
"F * ck! This old thing knows the Iron Head Technique!"
"What do you know? This is the Golden Bell Cover, Iron Skin!"
"Child Technique?"
The group of men discussed animatedly. They did not dare to believe what was happening in front of them.
However, the reality forced them to believe it.
The group of people were all scared silly. One by one, they rushed towards the old Daoist priest and repeatedly shouted for the Daoist priest!
The boy hiding behind the old Daoist looked at the Daoist and revealed an envious and admiring gaze.
This Daoist Priest was the famous Daoist Priest Yixin back then.
Only then did One Hearted Taoist priest look at the middle-aged woman. "You just insulted me and brought so many people to beat me up. You deserve to die!"
As he spoke, the old Daoist raised his hand without hesitation and pointed at the middle aged woman's forehead!
A bloody hole appeared and the middle aged woman died on the spot!