Chapter 79 Cao Jie uses a trick, the golden-eyed tiger goes down the mountain (56)

At the foot of Erlong Mountain, in mid-spring, the green mountains are hidden in the distance and the water is far away.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, piercing the haze, followed by a deafening thunder.

After a few flashes of lightning and a few clap of thunder, the spring rain, as precious as oil, began to fall heavily.

"The bait has been thrown out, just waiting for him to take the bait."

Cao Jie stood under the eaves of a dilapidated temple, gazing at the rain.

Behind him stood a walker as tall as an iron tower. It was none other than Wu Song, Wu Erlang. He was holding two snowflake iron ring knives, with his eyes slightly closed and a gloomy expression.

"Brother, this bait is very fragrant and genuine. I'm not afraid that he won't come."

In the afternoon, the sky was so dark due to heavy rain that it seemed like dusk. The rain curtain blocked the entire view, and there was chaos between heaven and earth.

Just on the official road below Erlong Mountain, a caravan appeared in the heavy rain.

"hurry up!"

"Push hard. After you pass Shuanglongjian, you will see Linzi City ahead. When you get to Linzi City, I'll treat you to barbecue. I tell you, the barbecue tastes delicious! If you arrive on time, you will be fed with wine and meat!"

"Damn, why is your car stuck again? Push it hard for me..."

More than ten carts pulled by slow horses were stuck in the mud, and each cart had a small flag with the word "Murong" written on it.

Obviously, this is the caravan of Governor Murong.

Seeing that the convoy could not move, several strong men cursed in the rain, and one even waved a whip and hit the backs of the coolies in the convoy.

The cowhide whip hit his back, instantly tearing the linen clothes and leaving a bloody whip mark.

When acting, you have to act it for real.

That "Golden Eyed Tiger" Deng Long is suspected to be a cultivator in the realm of pregnant spirits. Who knows if he will use his spirit to test the waters before robbing someone.

This self-torture tactic will surely help him put his worries to rest.

As for the "coolies" who were beaten, they were happy to be whipped if their medical expenses were reimbursed with a large sum of money.

"hurry up."

"The master is still waiting for this batch of goods. There are many bandits here. If we are robbed, all of you will be thrown into the mountains to mine."

"Oh my God, I can't move anymore. The axle is broken!"

Someone shouted loudly, and the convoy came to a complete halt.

Before they could repair the axle, the sounds of "Oh oh oh, ah ah ah" suddenly came from the peach and apricot trees on the roadside where petals were falling.

Soon, a figure appeared and strode towards the caravan.

"The bandits are coming!"

"Escape!"

Someone shouted, and the broken car was overturned to the ground. The silver and copper coins covered with oil paper on the car fell to the ground, shining brightly.

Soon, the coachman and the guards overturned the carriage and ran back the way they came, trying to save their lives.

"So much silver!"

"That's a lot of silver!"

"My...my..."

The bandits from Erlong Mountain did not chase after them. Instead, they squatted down and picked up the silver and money on the ground. Some people even fought each other for a few silver ingots.

In the vast sky and earth, in the deep Shuanglong Gorge, a fat monk wearing a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat was walking quickly in the rain.

If you look down from the sky, you can see that the accumulated water on the ground has been trampled to form a circle of ripples.

Then, circular ripples burst out, turning into countless water droplets that shot and spread on the road, like huge white lotus flowers blooming and withering.

"Where did this thief come from? How dare he rob people on the road..."

"Don't be afraid, men. I will take care of the matter for you."

When Lu Zhishen approached quickly with the Zen staff in hand and saw the pair of eyes full of murderous intent and the Zen staff flashing coldly in the rain, the bandits finally reacted.

"Enemy attack..."

Lu Zhishen cut through the bandits like a mud truck, and a streak of bright red emerged from the dirty water under his feet, adding a bit of color to the chaotic black and white night. Looking along the trace of the water flow, a dozen bandits fell straight into the rain.

On the pale faces, the eyes were wide open, full of confusion and puzzlement.

It seems that he doesn't even know how he died.

Click.

The God of Thunder and the Goddess of Lightning are displaying their divine might.

A bolt of thunder struck overhead, briefly lighting up the sky and earth; in the flash of lightning, the faces of those who died with their eyes open looked particularly hideous.

There was also pain, anger and an unnamed sadness.

…………

"Brother, we met a big fat sheep down the mountain, with at least several thousand or even tens of thousands of taels of money."

In Baozhu Temple, Deng Long was hugging a young girl and touching her all over. When he heard the report from his men, he stopped.

"Did you succeed?"

"I almost succeeded, but was interrupted by a big monk. But the monk was alone and couldn't take the silver with him."

"well!"

Deng Long licked his wet fingers and grinned, "It's raining heavily now and night is coming soon. Gather your troops and follow me to skin the monk alive."

"Yes!"

As long as Deng Long comes down the mountain, Cao Jie will have plenty of strategies to trick him.

I'm afraid he won't come.

As for the thousands or tens of thousands of strings of silver, this is the start-up capital of Erlong Mountain. The only thing they are worried about is that no one will transport it to the mountain!
Lu Zhishen stood in the silver pool, leaning on his Zen stick, and waited again and again. The heavy rain soon washed away the blood, leaving only a pale corpse on the ground.

In this kind of weather, and especially in a dangerous place like Erlong Mountain where bandits roam, there were no pedestrians on the official road.

It's a good time to do something big.

Lu Zhishen thought about it, tied a few horses aside, and sat cross-legged on a large cart. His breathing and pulse rate had almost merged with the frequency of the falling rain.

In other words, he was in the rain, and the vitality of his whole body was consistent with the movement of rain and strong wind.

Just wait for Deng Long to come and kill him in one fell swoop.

By then, the group of snakes will be leaderless, and Erlong Mountain will be in disarray, easy to be manipulated.

"Boom!"

Lu Zhishen suddenly raised his thick eyebrows and jumped up from the carriage. The horses tied beside him suddenly made extremely shrill neighs.

The next second, blood gushed out and one of the horses was torn into several pieces by some invisible thing. The scene was extremely tragic.

"Pregnant God?!"

Lu Zhishen glared angrily, and saw a huge, blurry shadow emerging from the blood.

The shadow circled around Lu Zhishen with a very brutal and bloody aura, but as it moved, its looming steps and posture carried a sense of obvious laziness and domineering, as if it was taking a leisurely stroll in its own back garden.

"Roar!"

A huge tiger with golden pupils roared at Lu Zhishen.

Then, he pounced again.

The thick blood around seemed to come alive and rolled towards Lu Zhishen like tentacles.

Not only does he possess the fighting power of a tiger, he can also control blood and play a restraining role.

Lu Zhishen held the Zen stick in his hand, feeling a little helpless.

The person who came was none other than Deng Long's soul. However, killing the soul would only injure him. To kill him, one had to find his true body.

"Forget it. I might as well go all out and kill them directly up the mountain!"

[There is one more chapter, before twelve o'clock]

(End of this chapter)