Sintubidong (3)

 

The mountain where Sintubi was laid to rest·

Countless warriors were climbing the mountain, and more warriors were approaching the mountain than those who had already climbed.

Tang Xiaomi and her escort warriors were located in Ganyang County, where Zhang Bodo first began to spread, and they moved quite quickly, so there were few competitors. As time went by, the number of samurai climbing the mountain increased exponentially.

Of course, there were a lot of people who were looking to get rich or get lucky in the midst of that number.

"From here on, we will only be able to pass through with the permission of our Four Angels!"

There were also a number of masters who were making a name for themselves in Sichuan.

"What right do you have to stand in this place!"

When the four self-proclaimed Four Angels blocked the entrance to Sintubi-dong, some began to raise their voices and argue against their tyranny.

Normally, he would have bowed his head just by making eye contact with them, but with so many martial artists gathered, he felt that he would not be able to move recklessly.

But on the other hand, there were no people who dared to attack him.

If we all worked together, we could kill the four of them, but no one wanted to sacrifice their lives first.

So, some were quickly exchanging glances at the moment. No, exchanging glances was just a superficial act.

In the midst of all this confusion, they were exchanging sounds with each other and gathering together.

Reliable in terms of skill and toughness· Or a battle of eyes to find the best guy to hit the back of the head at the end.

And it wasn't a new group that broke the chaos, but a strong man.

"Clklkl· The frogs in the well don't seem to care about their lives..."

With a voice bubbling with phlegm, the figure in a black robe stepped forward.

"You're the one who wants to die!"

The youngest of the four angels cried out and rushed at the black man.

Spatula!

With a blow that he didn't know when he had struck, five solid red lines were drawn in the air.

And along the solid line, the body of the youngest child, who had first pounced on it, was torn apart.

"흐 흑조혈괴 (Blackclawed Blood Monster)"

Shortly thereafter, someone recognized the identity of the man in black and muttered in a voice of dismay.

It was inferred from the black iron shaft and the red flag on the arm of the black robe that was revealed only after the martial arts were performed.

"Clklkl· I'm so glad that there are still people who know my nickname..."

The man in black turned back the black robe that covered his face, revealing the face of an old man with half bald gray hair.

Black Tide Clot· He was a master of the previous generation, a wicked man known for his unruly temper and countless murderous deeds.

Because of his eccentric temper, he was unable to build a proper force, and it was more than two decades ago that he was forced into hiding by various sects.

Everyone is surprised that someone like that suddenly popped out of here.

"Will you follow in your brother's footsteps?"

In the meantime, the Black Tide Mass thrust the iron pole at the remaining three Heavenly Beasts, and the three of them were startled and made their way.

"Chisel · It's a beautiful friendship."

The black blood mass that laughed at the three of them entered the Bidong first, and some of those who had been staring at them for a while followed them into the Bidong.

Whether it was because of the loss of one number or the death of his brother-in-law, he didn't try to stop the others as he had before.

Of course, it wasn't long before a group of new figures gathered and tried to control the entrance.

Another person or group appears and breaks through the road, followed by another person blocking the entrance.

"Open the way!!"

After a while, a group of non-standard people appeared at the entrance of Sintubi one by one.

The first to appear were dozens of monks, followed by a group of warriors dressed in green robes. Dozens of nuns followed and gathered at the entrance of Sintubi one after another.

Qingcheng and Sichuan Temple· And then it was the appearance of Amifa.

Elder Tang Tailing, who had led the warriors of the Sichuan Tang Family, quickly took a look around the area as soon as he arrived at the entrance of Bidong.

'Somi . . . Looks like you've already entered."

He swallowed the insults inwardly, but kept a cold expression on the outside.

In the first place, their main purpose was not to bring back the treasure of Sintubidong, but to ensure the safety of Tang Somi.

"You seem to be interested in this place as well?"

At that time, the Qingcheng Sect, who had been looking at each other, spoke to them first.

"We are philistines who have dipped our toes into the world, so how can we indulge in such a thing? But I never thought that monks and nuns would see such a thief's grave..."

It was Tang Tai who humbled himself and crushed his opponents even more violently.

"Ahem· We're just here to stop the flow of so much blood."

"Amitabha Buddha· As the Lord of the Blue Wind Sword said, we can't let innocent blood flow here."

When Qingsheng Elder Qingfeng Sword's words were taken over by Amifa's Elder Annihilation, Tang Tailing's eyebrows twitched momentarily.

'These?'

Tang Tailing realized at once that Ami and Qing Sheng had joined hands in this matter.

"Then please stop the blood from flowing here in Ami and Qingcheng. We'll go inside first."

However, the most important thing now is to ensure the safety of Tang Somi. Tang Tailing spoke in a blunt tone, not showing any signs of impatience, and stepped towards the entrance of the Xintubi Building.

"Stop! Your outrageous deeds are instigating the death of the world!"

"If we move any further, we will not stand idly by. Amitabha Buddha·"

Of course, it wasn't the Qingsheng and the Amifa to stand idly by.

"If you block it at the entrance, what is the shedding of blood? If not, just go in with me..."

Tang Tailing, who wasn't focused on the treasure anyway, said so and went straight into the entrance of Bidong.

It took a moment for the bewildered Qingfeng Sword and the Annihilation Sword to look at each other.

"Ahem..."

"Ahem· Let's go in..."

Qing Sheng and Ami also followed in the footsteps of the Tang family.

* * *

"Let's go again, shall we?"

When all the members of the group opened their eyes, Mu Jin, who was standing in the courtroom, said in a light tone.

Unlike Mujin, they had not learned the technique, and they had to recover their inner air through the Lucky Ceremony.

Of course, Mujin also recovered much faster when he was on a cross-legged position than when he was on a cross-legged position.

It's just that in this place full of traps, someone had to stand up for the law, so he who was able to do it did it.

Mu Qing, who was standing up after finishing the ceremony, relaxed his frowning body and opened his mouth.

"Phew· It's a much more dangerous place than I thought."

"As Mu Jin Dao said, if the Zhangbo Road here had spread, there would have been a lot of blood in Sichuan. Countless waters..."

"I'm glad we sorted it out beforehand..."

For some reason, Qingshu added a word like a Taoist, and Mu Gong gave him a proud look as he emphasized the word "we".

"Well, that's a good thing..."

In the process of searching for the grocery store and exploring Bidong, Mu Jin just shrugged his shoulders and replied to the appearance of Mu Gung, who seemed to be drunk on playing "Wulin-in".

"After all, everyone is naïve..."

The group was just sticking their tongues out at the trap here, but Mujin thought that the real horror of this new tubi dong wasn't the trap they had experienced. The real scary thing is human greed.

They were the only ones who came to Sintubi like this, so they were relaxed, but what would have happened if people had rushed in? It was also hundreds of unmanned people who were eyed by treasure. Thousands of people·

"I can't even dream of a lucky ceremony."

It's not just about luck, but you don't know when someone will jump out from behind or in front of you and attack you.

The human beings who have entered the East together act as another trap.

"I'm glad you came to Sichuan before the Jangbodo spread..."

What a comfortable environment it is to be able to explore the secret area in such a relaxed manner without worrying about being chased by anyone.

"So let's get this sorted out before everyone else comes here..."

After saying that, Mu Jin wrapped himself in a gold ball and smashed the trap again.

By the time I had passed a dozen traps and two forks...

"Wow..."

"Twinkle and shine!"

"Uki! Ukiki!!"

"Is that the wild beast you've been talking about?"

They were able to reach a place full of treasures.

On the wall was a nightshine to illuminate the interior, and on the other side there was what looked like a bookcase, with several books hanging on it.

On the other side, there was a display of military equipment, and on the floor were several boxes.

Mujin wondered if there might be another final trap, so he approached the box with the ball open.

Click·

The box Mu Jin touched opened with a thud of friction, revealing dazzling gold and silver treasures reflecting the light of the Night Ming.

"Shine! Shine!"

"Uki! Uki!!"

"Oooh!!"

Mu Yul and Lingling Mu Gong were distracted by the dazzling light.

"Hmmm..."

He approached the bookshelf and flipped through what appeared to be a martial arts book, savoring the martial arts.

“····”

Qingshu Dojo was looking at the famous swords on the shelves with eyes captivated by something. It was as if he fell in love with a woman at first sight.

Mujin, on the other hand, was contemplating the most practical problem of how to move them.

'Did you think he was going to pull that wagon? If I wasn't lucky, the wagon might have been destroyed by a trap. But now that we've cleared the road here, should we go to Ganyang County and bring a carriage? Or do I have to make a few round trips to pick up the things here and go out into the mountains?'

I hope everyone enjoys the treasures in their own way.

"Uki!"

Suddenly, Lingling, who was on top of Mu Yul's head, waved his arms upward and barked.

"Mujin-ah· What do you hear?"

"Sound?"

Even though he tilted his head, Mujin used his inner air to develop his hearing.

It was not only because he had guided the way here at once, but also because the senses of the spirit creature Lingling were far superior to those of the human himself.

And when he focused his senses on hearing as much as he could, he heard a very faint noise, just as Lingling had said.

It wasn't the sound of nature, like the sound of the wind. It sounded very soft, but it was definitely more like metal.

'But why is there a crackling noise?'

I burned down all the shopping sidewalks and snuck into Bidong at dawn. No one would follow them, so there was no reason to hear the metal.

"Let's go..."

Feeling a tingle of uncertainty, Mujin and his companions began to drive in reverse on the path they had cleared.

A couple of times, past the narrow road where the trap had already been destroyed, past the cavity where the forks appeared, and running back on the same path they had passed.

They were soon able to reach the cavity at the crossroads of the five roads.

And what they saw in their eyes...

“큭·”

"Miss! Get out of the way!"

"Give me the treasure!!"

It was two groups of men wielding weapons to kill each other.

It's embarrassing that someone followed someone into a place where no one should have been.

"Huh?"

"Lord Tang?"

There were even some familiar faces among them. What had happened in Bidong had left his hair in a mess and his clothes in rags.

"Shhhh We're in disguise..."

Mujin hurriedly warned the group who recognized Tang Somi, but he himself was embarrassed.

The situation where the identity is hidden·

For some reason, he didn't want to get involved with the Tang family, so when Mujin was wondering whether or not he should help them.

"There's a new one out there!"

"It popped out from the inside!!"

The two of them were the only ones left, and the warriors who were trying to push what appeared to be her bodyguard, but they found Mujin and her group hiding at a fork in the road.

"They may have taken the treasure!"

Tang Xiomi had already thought that they were all prey, so they looked at Mu Jin and his companions with eyes glistening with desire.

"Sort out the and samurai of the Tang family. I'll catch them. Chimp and Down..."

Then, a bald old man with a black iron pole at the rear began to approach the group.