After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 146|Ominous Coffin

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Meng Canglang:?

The young man thought hesitantly.

If he read it correctly just now, did Senior Kunshan Ma throw Fellow Daoist Lu out?

Senior Ma Huaizhen... threw fellow Taoist Lu Cixian out?

On behalf of Chongde Ancient Garden, the young and upright "Canglang Sword" Meng Canglang came to attend the Three Religions Dharma Conference. In just a few days, his worldview was refreshed one after another, and his heart was shaken wildly.

It hurts.

As soon as Qiao Wan got up from the ground, he looked up and saw the tip of a cold gun right in the center.

At the moment of crisis, Ma Huaizhen shouted softly: "Come here!"

Qiao Wan felt a lightness all over her body, as if she was being sucked back by something. When she turned around, she bumped into Ma Huaizhen's disfigured cool face.

Meeting Ma Huaizhen in the ghost market was as scary as facing the Centipede Bodhisattva.

Qiao Wan's scalp exploded and she stammered: "Senior... senior?"

The man raised his eyebrows and was about to say something when his eyes suddenly landed behind Qiao Wan like a hawk. His eyes suddenly changed and he threw Qiao Wan out of his hand again.

With a few finger movements, Qiao Wan danced to perfection with one hand.

When Qiao Wan opened her eyes again, she soared into the air again, rising dozens of feet, and like lightning, she hammered down a circle of Yin soldiers on the ground!

Ma Huaizhen raised his eyelids and commented calmly: "It's okay."

Ma Huaizhen, known as the evil **** of Kunshan, did not feel at all how immoral it was to hit his junior like a meteor hammer. He sighed in his heart that this Lu Cixian was a physical practitioner, and he was really rough-skinned and durable. Quite handy.

Everyone who witnessed the whole process:...

Fang Lingqing: The evil **** of Kunshan Wenshitang is really terrifying...

Noticing that there was no movement around him, Ma Huaizhen raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you run away?!"

Xie Xingzhi moved his steps and wanted to say something.

Ma Huaizhen raised his lips and smiled, his eyes full of evil: "You won't leave when I ask you to leave, what? Can't you trust me?" He didn't show mercy at all because of the lone sword in front of him.

Xie Xingzhi frowned slightly.

But Ma Huaizhen is an elder after all, and he is also an elder who came specially to save them.

Xie Xingzhi saluted in a deep voice: "This junior did not mean this. Thank you senior for saving your life. We will leave now."

Fang Lingqing was shocked: "Is this... leaving now?"

What about Lu Cixian?

He turned to look at Qiao Wan.

Leave it alone? !

Ma Huaizhen said sadly: "Lu Cixian has me watching, what are you afraid of?"

Fang Lingqing: It’s just because you’re watching that I’m more worried, okay?

Ma Huaizhen raised his hand and nimbly maneuvered Qiao Wan to avoid the tip of the gun. He turned around and asked with a smile, "What? Still worried?"

After taking in all this scene, Bai Shanhu nodded slightly towards Ma Huaizhen, turned around and said, "Xiaofang, let's go."

Chongde Ancient Garden belongs to the Confucian sect, and Confucian cultivators have always paid more attention to "etiquette". Fang Lingqing, who had never seen Ma Huaizhen's cruelty, was laughed at by this sinister smile, and his scalp suddenly went numb.

How did this Kunshan disciple live under Ma Huaizhen? !

Fang Lingqing and others withdrew.

The corner of Ma Huaizhen's eye fell on Wang Ruyi.

Wang Ruyi and Yu Xingzhi didn't move.

"You two?"

Calmly passed Wang Ruyi, mainly asking Yu Xingzhi. After all, the little girl wearing a wedding dress in front of her didn't look like a living person.

Yu Xingzhi bowed silently and saluted: "Junior, I hope to walk with my seniors."

His junior brother and sister died in vain. At least, they couldn't go back without knowing anything. Otherwise, how could they explain to Elder Lu.

The two of them didn't want to leave, and Ma Huaizhen stopped talking. He withdrew his attention, his eyes were deep, and he concentrated on dealing with the dark soldiers on the long street in front of him.

I still use Qiao Wan in my hand.

Ma Huaizhen's eyes sternly swept across the dark soldiers on the street in front of him.

These Yin soldiers wore blood-stained armor, and the jade medals hanging on their waists were basically completely worn out. There were many missing arms and legs. This armor looked familiar to Ma Huaizhen. It was a standard made hundreds of years ago. When the world of cultivation and the demon world were at war, it was uniformly built by the Lu family, one of the three major aristocratic families, and was specially used to deal with various battlefield environments.

The army in front of us is soldiers from hundreds of years ago.

However, almost the entire world of cultivation was involved in this war. Countless armies were killed and injured. Looking at the system alone, even Ma Huaizhen couldn't tell which one it was.

The Yin soldier's face was pale, and all he could see boiling in his body was sky-high resentment and murderous intent.

Kill!

Kill to stop killing!

The trumpet sounded from hundreds of years ago, and the sound of swords clashing reappeared. The entire long street turned into a **** battlefield a hundred years ago, and this army is still fighting in blood.

While being repeatedly thrown out by Ma Huaizhen like a meteor hammer, Qiao Wan turned around with difficulty, decided to save herself, and became a "hammer" with ideals and pursuits. Using her hands and feet in parallel, she kicked away the surrounding Yin soldiers. .

Behind the back, a broken old halberd struck towards the back of the heart.

Seeing this, Ma Huaizhen changed his direction and made a 180-degree turn in mid-air. Qiao Wan reached out and grabbed the old halberd in his hand.

Ma Huaizhen's eyes were sharp, his fingertips moved slightly, and a majestic spiritual power quickly penetrated Qiao Wan's body from the soles of his feet. Under the excitement of this spiritual power, Qiao Wan held the old halberd and shot towards the Yin soldiers like a sharp arrow. Shoot in the array.

The cooperation is perfect.

Even Ma Huaizhen was a little surprised.

Over the years, there have been many people who he has casually used as weapons. Lu Cixian is the second person who has won his heart.

As for the first one, that is Qiao Wan.

But even Qiao Wan only saw that he had gained a good memory after being trained by him hundreds of times.

This cannot be blamed on Ma Huaizhen, who is too immoral.

After all, he is a severely disabled person. He has no legs to walk and jump, and no arms to use a knife or a sword. He can only use all the items at hand.

Ma Huaizhen’s eyes flashed slightly.

I think back then, he used a knife.

It was not like now. Hundreds of years ago, the war was so brutal that the cultivation world suffered a large number of battle casualties. It was used to seeing comrades missing arms and legs. Even if Ma Huaizhen lost his face, arms and legs and ended up in this state, not many people would have time to care about him.

As long as you are alive, it is enough, everyone thinks so.

But most did not survive.

Often, one second his comrades were standing in front of them talking, and the next second they were bitten to pieces by monsters, with blood splattering all over their faces. Sometimes if you are lucky, you can get a little bit back from the monster's mouth. It's just a little bit, either a sleeve or a hand. You are lucky if you can get half of the broken body back.

For those who come out of this kind of battlefield, it is considered good to be alive, but as for being disfigured, missing arms and legs, that is nothing.

Even with this kind of virtue, Ma Huaizhen did not get back up. He gritted his teeth and roared, and re-wrapped his arms and legs. After crawling out of the battlefield, he began to wonder what else he could do after "abandoning the sword".

In the end, it only took him two short months to develop the "air force" he has today.

My eyes fell on the Yin soldier in front of me.

The blood-stained broken battle flag flutters in the wind, and the word "summer" can be vaguely seen.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, Ma Huaizhen really didn't want to take action against the gang of underworld soldiers in front of him.

To be able to survive and survive to this day in this posture, Ma Huaizhen is not a very emotional person. Even that little **** Qiao Wan did not let this ruthless evil **** jump when he jumped from Taixu Peak. Shed a tear.

But these are the souls of fallen heroes.

When people die, their souls either become lonely ghosts or re-enter reincarnation. Only a very small number of them have the opportunity to practice ghost cultivation. There must be someone refining behind these Yin soldiers!

He died miserably during his lifetime, and was not allowed to rest in peace after his death.

Ma Huaizhen's eyes turned cold, and his half-face looked even more sinister and terrifying in the darkness.

"Let's go!"

Unexpectedly, she was caught under Ma Huaizhen’s arm again. Qiao Wan stuck her head out and said, “Senior, don’t fight?!”

"Go...where?"

Ma Huaizhen rolled his wheelchair, and the two wheels flew out like lightning.

The man's cold voice came through the night wind: "Go and find out what's going on behind this."

Seeing the wheelchair racing wildly in the cold night, Wang Ruyi wrapped up Yu Xingzhi and jumped up.

It felt very uncomfortable to be copied in my hand, especially when Ma Huaizhen almost drove the wheelchair up the highway for 200 yards.

Qiao Wan's stomach was churning, and she raised her hand with difficulty: "Senior... I want to go to the inn to take a look first."

Ma Huaizhen concentrated on "driving" with a glimmer of his eyes.

After helping the other party run for so long, with this look, Qiao Wan immediately understood what Ma Huai really meant, which meant: make it clear.

Qiao Wan said solemnly: "The inn may have clues."

Ma Huaizhen decisively turned the car around.

……

In front of the inn.

Throwing Qiao Wan to the ground, the man asked, "This is it."

Wang Ruyi dragged Yu Xingzhi and hurried over: "This is right."

The inn was empty and deserted, and the door was not bolted. The door was open, and you could see the scene inside at a glance.

Ma Huaizhen frowned: "Run away?"

Wang Ruyi shook his head: "Boss Yan is probably in Denghuo Township at this time."

"The ghost market is no different from other places. It usually opens after noon. When Yinshi arrives, Boss Yan takes Xiao Shi outside and often doesn't come back until noon."

Ma Huaizhen keenly grasped the key point: "Xiao Shi?"

Wang Ruyi: "It's the guy from the inn."

Ma Huaizhen frowned: "There are only two living people in this inn?"

Wang Ruyi answered honestly: "I have been here for hundreds of years and have only seen Boss Yan and Xiao Shi."

"That's just right." Ma Huaizhen said without batting an eye, "Let's take this opportunity to go in and have a look."

Searching someone's home without their consent is a bit harmful to one's character, but having been with Ma Huai for a long time, I know that this man has always used any means to achieve his goals, not to mention extraordinary times and extraordinary means. Qiao Wanwen also asked Without asking, he walked away.

The movements are extremely skillful.

Ma Huaizhen leaned in his wheelchair and glanced at the young man's back calmly.

This Lu Cixian did remind him of a little bastard, but now was not the time to dwell on it.

No more delays, rolling the wheelchair around.

This inn has only two floors.

Reach out your hand and touch it.

The tables, chairs and armrests are all made of willow wood. There is a long willow table in front of the stairs, with a few flowers placed in a brass vase on the table.

Ma Huaizhen took a few steps back behind the threshold, his eyes darkened, and he rolled his wheelchair out of the inn.

……

The other side.

Qiao Wan went upstairs with her sword in hand. Once upstairs, she could see several willow boxes stacked at the corner of the stairs.

Kneel down and take a look.

Unexpectedly, it was not locked, and was only sealed one by one with nails.

The willow box in front of me looks a bit familiar. It is a bit longer than an ordinary box. The lid of the box has a slight smooth arc, and the two ends are not the same height.

At this moment, Qiao Wan's whole body shook violently, and her mind was buzzing uncontrollably again.

Open it and take a look.

Just take a look.

Thoughts that were almost the same as when the Yin soldiers borrowed Tao as children spewed out.

Qiao Wan gritted her teeth slightly and resisted desperately, but the clarity she still retained in her heart told her to stay away.

At least don't open it now.

But almost in the blink of an eye, the desire to "open" successfully overwhelmed everything else.

Qiao Wan opened one of the willow boxes in front of him.

As soon as the willow box was opened, what came into view was a box of corpses.

Putting on the top is a human head with eyes closed. You can barely tell that it is a man. In addition, the limbs and torso have been cut into pieces and neatly stacked in wooden boxes. .

A blood-stained jade plaque was placed on top of the corpse.

"Jing...Yongxin..."

"Qingyun Sect..."

"Twenty-four years..."

……

Outside the inn.

The man patted the wheelchair, dragged half of his legs, and jumped into the air, rising more than three feet high.

Falling back into the wheelchair, Ma Huaizhen's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted to Yu Xingzhi beside him: "Where is Lu Cixian?!"

"Go and call Lu Cixian out!"

Looking down at the inn from mid-air, the roof has a smooth arc and is inconsistent at both ends.

Ma Huaizhen recognized it almost at a glance.

This is not an inn at all, this is a murderous coffin!