Wang Xiaofu escaped from danger and after being rescued by several people, he finally escaped from the pursuit of Yin Xiu and Luo he did not feel relieved. Instead, he felt that this was only temporary and that no matter how he escaped, the two men would catch up with him. However, Wang Xiaofu did not tell everyone about this negative thought. He just pretended nothing happened and lay down in the room to rest. This is another Chinatown community in Gaotan, which is better than the previous Chinatown. Here, all kinds of illegal buildings made of iron sheets, wood and bricks are crooked and reach the sky. The exposed water pipes are coiled around the dilapidated walls, like the blue veins on the back of a person's hand, twisted and distorted, and like earthworms coiled around roots. Drops of water dripped intermittently on the walls and the ground, leaving traces of moss everywhere. The place is filled with a foul, damp and moldy smell, which is quite uncomfortable for outsiders, but for Wang Xiaofu and others, this is the best shelter. Although the broken roof could not protect them from wind and rain, it did provide comfort to these orphans. "Those two guys came here for Master?" Among the group of people, Xia Yi, who was the leader, asked him.

Xia Yi is not the oldest among these people, but he has actually been the leader of the group since he was a child, directing their actions and also calming their emotions. He wore aviator glasses, a short-sleeved shirt, a sleeveless light-colored vest over it, light-colored canvas pants, and a pair of well-worn boots. "That's right. And Jia Jingjing, she's dead." Wang Xiaofu replied. Everyone fell silent. After a while, Xia Yi spoke first. "This is a matter of time. When we work for our Master, we are all mentally prepared, aren't we?" "Yes..." everyone answered in unison. "Then we have to accept it." Xia Yi looked around at everyone and said, "This is not fate, but an accident, that's all." "They are not ordinary people," Wang Xiaofu reminded. "Are we?" Xia Yi did not mean to blame Wang Xiaofu, but such a question still made Wang Xiaofu feel a chill down his spine. He knew very well that Xia Yi was the most loyal among all his master's disciples. There is no need to question Xia Yi's loyalty. If his master asked him to jump from a building, he would only ask: Which floor? "No matter what, we need to know the reason why those two people approached Master." Xia Yi blinked, his eyes full of confidence. While they were busy preparing, Yin Xiu and Luo Wei were quite relaxed, just like two travelers who had strayed into utopia. It was not strange or weird that two Tang people appeared in a community where Tang people lived. However, what is truly strange and odd is that there have been no new residents here in the past three years. The number of people has only decreased from the beginning to the end, not increased. This means that there are very few visitors here, and a sense of orderly desolation and poverty is maintained over the years.

However, Yin Xiu and his friends did not notice this situation at first, because the people here lived, laughed, and cried just like people elsewhere. Until they gradually formed a circle, surrounding Yin Xiu and Luo Wei in the middle. The men stood in the front, followed by the women and children. The people in the front were holding muskets and knives, while the women and children in the back took out all the weapons or tools they could find at home. They surrounded Yin Xiu and Luo Wei and pressed forward step by step. "What's the matter?" Yin Xiu asked. "My name is Zheng Shuwen, and everyone here calls me Zheng Bo." The old man standing in the front holding a knife is obviously the boss of this community. "So that's it." Yin Xiu nodded to Zheng Bo and pulled up the hem of his windbreaker, "We have no ill intentions. We just got lost and came in for a walk." "get lost?" Zheng Bo didn't believe it at all. "Master has set up a door here. Ordinary people can't walk in at all, but you said you were lost. What kind of magical power do you have that you can get lost here?" "doorway?" Yin Xiu was quite surprised, because if it was a barrier, he should be able to sense it to some extent. Since it's not a barrier, it can only be the Qi Men Dun Jia. It is said that when Zhuge Liang used a few stones to trap Sima Yi's 100,000 troops, he used the art of Qimen Dunjia. It seems that the reason why this community is said to have a secret and outsiders cannot enter is because it uses Qimen Dunjia. But Yin Xiu happened to be a Taoist, so this special formation that "guards against gentlemen but not villains" was only effective against civilians, and did not have any effect on him, so much so that Yin Xiu did not even notice it. As the heir of the Mao family, Uncle Ming has never learned the art of Qimen Dunjia. This is because it is really a peculiar technique and is not included in the system of Zhuyoushu. It is more like a unique branch of Taoism. People who have learned it will not spread it around, and people who don’t know it just don’t know it. Faced with Zheng Bo's questioning, Yin Xiu was speechless. He could only tell his true purpose. "We are here to find the Taoist priest from Mount Laoshan, the one you call the Master." "Then you won't die unjustly." Zheng Bo held the knife tightly in his hand, and the others also changed from their original confusion to determination. Yin Xiu and Luo Wei became the center of attention. "All of you combined are no match for us." Even though a gun was pointed at him, no one thought Yin Xiu was bluffing when he said this.

"Can't you just think of it as being for our sake and not take another step forward?" a woman said timidly. When she asked like this, Yin Xiu's eyes were filled with cold anger. "Why?" he asked. "Because Master is a good person, and I also believe that you are not some extremely evil people." "What about you? Who are you to point weapons at two good men?" The woman was unable to answer for a moment, and the others looked at each other, not knowing how to answer Yin Xiu's question. Zheng Bo stepped forward and waved his hand, signaling the woman to leave. "It's meaningless to argue here, young man. Since you have chosen to be the enemy of Master, and we are ready to fight for Master, then we have no choice but to fight." After a pause, he said seriously: "Kill us all. Unless you kill us all, you will never be able to move forward." "There is no other way. I must meet the Taoist priest from Mount Laoshan. Although I don't want to be an enemy of everyone, I have no choice." Although Yoon Soo sounded helpless, his eyes and body movements showed that he was ready to kill everyone present, regardless of gender or age. He took a step forward, and immediately a woman screamed in fear. Although Luo Wei felt tormented, he had to stand firmly on Yin Xiu's side at this moment. So he also opened his shirt to reveal the pistol tied to his waist to show his position. Sweat broke out on Zheng Bo's forehead. Even at his age, he had never encountered such a terrible situation and enemy. Zheng Bo keenly felt that the murderous aura surging from the person in front of him turned into tangible ripples, placing a heavy burden on everyone's shoulders. Yin Xiu really has a great mission that transcends all meaning and reason, so much so that even the lives of the women and children in front of him have to give way to that mission and cannot stand in his way. "Do it!" Yin Xiu frowned and shouted angrily, and immediately someone was frightened and fired a bullet, which hit Yin Xiu's feet. Yin Xiu raised his hand, revealing his muscular arms under his sleeves, with murderous aura gushing out of him. Just then, Xia Yi finally arrived. "Sir, please wait a moment." "wait?" Yin Xiu snorted coldly, "Waiting for what? Waiting for you to leave your last words?" Xia Yi sneered, "I mean, if you want to see the master, it will be useless even if you kill all these people in front of you." “But they were in my way.” "Not anymore." Xia Yi stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation. He was obviously a person with more influence than Zheng Bo. Xia Yi made a gesture and the crowd surrounding Yin Xiu made way for him.

"Are you taking us to see the Taoist priest from Mount Laoshan?" "If I say no, will you still come?" Xia Yi smiled confidently. "why not?" Yin Xiu followed behind him and, following Xia Yi's guidance, walked deeper into the community. The houses here are equally messy and dilapidated. It seems that in this village-sized place, there is not a single building that can be called a house. These tall buildings look more like termite nests on the African savannah, with wooden boards and iron sheets randomly inserted to form strange towers. However, here, Yin Xiu noticed that there were Bagua patterns on these buildings, which were exactly the same Bagua patterns as those used by the Taoist priest in Laoshan. "Master is not here." As if seeing Yin Xiu's doubt, Xia Yi simply admitted: "This is Master's dojo, but Master is not here." "I know," Yin Xiu was no longer surprised, "Even if I followed him here, I know nothing about that Taoist priest from Mount Laoshan, so it's normal that I can't find him. I don’t even know what he is doing with all these people in this village, is it to support him?” "support?" Xia Yi still moved forward, turned his head and said with a smile: "It's not a sacrifice, the birth dates of the people here are very special, they are candidates for Kunlun Warriors." "what?" Luo Wei screamed. He couldn't help but think of the puppets who were wearing masks with their facial features smoothed out underneath the masks. Were those people one of the villagers who had lived here before? slave. Luo Wei suddenly thought of this word. However, what Xia Yi said the next second subverted Luo Wei's feelings. He pointed at himself and said, "We are all candidates for Kunlun Warriors, and we are always looking forward to this honor. When our lives come to an end, it will be time for us to serve our Master wholeheartedly." "What about Jia Jingjing? It seems that Jia Jingjing cannot become a Kunlun warrior because her fate is not suitable. If she is not lying, she has never even been to America, and naturally has never been to this village, right?" Yin Xiu suddenly said, "It was the master you mentioned who found her in Europe and turned her lover into a Kunlun warrior." In this way, Yin Xiu thought of another rather despicable thing, that is, is it possible that Jia Jingjing's lover never had any terminal illness from the beginning to the end. The reason why they had such a tragic experience was simply because the Taoist priest from Mount Laoshan took a liking to him, that's all. Just like Yin Xiu, his previous false Shaoyang and Taiyin fate could only bring misfortune to ordinary people. There was some hesitation on Xia Yi's face, obviously he didn't expect Yin Xiu to know so much. I didn't expect Jia Jingjing's mouth to be so unreliable. Speaking of which, Jia Jingjing only started her career halfway through, so naturally she can't compare with people like them, even though she swore a vow when she first started.

At this time, Wang Xiaofu and several other people who had been rescued by Xia Yi and his gang had also come out, and both sides stood in the open space between the high-rise buildings. "You brought us here just because you don't want so many people to die?" Yin Xiu understood what Xia Yi meant. "I said, no matter how many of them there are, they are just sending themselves to die in front of you. Everyone's death should have meaning, not just be chopped down for no reason like rice in the field." “The rice that was cut down can also save many people.” Yin Xiu straightened his sleeves and said, "I've seen it in food stalls. Those diners cherish every grain of rice very much. No matter if they fall on the table or stick to their clothes, the diners will not miss them or ignore them. They regard rice as a friend and a benefactor. Even if they don't say it, everyone is grateful to it from the bottom of their hearts. Therefore, I have to say that the rice falls to save more people, not to destroy but to give birth to new life. " "Then it's the same for us!" Xia Yi became excited, "We became Kunlun warriors, even though we appear to be dead, some kind of soulless walking corpses, or puppets in the eyes of outsiders. However, this is a new life, life enters a whole new level, transcending the existence of the self. " "I can't understand it." Yin Xiu spread his hands, "I just think that it is a kind of death where a person is reduced to a tool." "You don't need to understand." The person who spoke was a young girl, wearing black cloth shoes and a ponytail. She walked out and stood side by side with Xia Yi. "You just need to know that in front of Master's plan, we are the part that can be sacrificed, and you are the part that must be excluded. That's enough." As she spoke, she and Xia Yi looked at each other, and they both took out a short knife and cut a cut on their wrists. Blood gushed out, dripping to the feet of the two men and mingling together. Then, a solemn sound was heard in the wind, and somewhere, there seemed to be a sound of rapid metal friction approaching. Luo Wei felt his eyebrows throbbing wildly. He looked up and saw a figure flapping its wings and flying quickly in the narrow sky that was like the gap between a termite nest. Luo Wei was very sure that it was definitely not an angel. On the other side, Yin Xiu also saw a giant Khan who was more than two meters tall, with his upper body naked, an iron chain tied around his body, and a strange mask on his face that looked like it was burning with flames. With every step he took, the ball hanging behind the chain made a harsh friction sound on the ground. Two Kunlun warriors are coming... (End of this chapter)