This strange Taoist, like a straw man, stood in the field, and had not moved for a long time.

Several monks walked in the distance, cursing while walking.

"These Lingnongs are really against each other..."

"It's hard to start."

"If this continues, our Sun family will have a hard time..."

"I don't know what the head of the family plans?"

"Look at how he is so afraid of those monks from outside..."

...

Those monks from outside?

When the Taoist heard this, he turned his head staggeredly and glanced at them.

When the monks of the Sun family saw this, they stopped one after another. Seeing that the man was weak in breath, shabby in clothes and weird in dress, they questioned:

"Who are you?"

The Taoist did not answer, but a dull sound came from his throat.

It's like a long-term leaking skin drum, and it can't make a clear sound.

"Is it a mute?"

"Wearing a straw hat and a straw raincoat, can't it be the Lingnong of Dongshan Village?"

"No, he is wearing a Taoist robe inside, like a Taoist robe..."

"Is it foreign?"

Several monks of the Sun family were talking about it.

And the Taoist kept looking at them silently.

A tall and thin monk among them had a bad temper and scolded:

"A poor Taoist, what do you think of your mother? Look at me again, I dug your eyes..."

Before he finished speaking, the Taoist suddenly rushed towards him.

The tall and thin monk was startled and punched him in a hurry, but he knocked the man to the ground with just one punch.

He calmed down a little, and then sneered:

"I thought I was so capable that I dared to attack me?"

Then he walked up and punched the Taoist, beating and scolding:

"What kind of guy? Beat me?"

The Taoist struggled a few times, but couldn't help it.

Several other monks of the Sun family applauded.

They usually rely on the power of the Sun family to act as a blessing, but whoever offended them was beaten like this.

It not only vented its anger, but also maintained the majesty of the Sun family.

After the tall and thin monk finished fighting, he smiled coldly, "It makes you look ugly!"

After saying that, he kicked the Taoist and was about to leave.

But the Taoist stretched out his dry hands and grabbed his feet.

The tall and thin monk broke free several times, but he couldn't escape. He was full of anger and drew his sword directly.

A knife cut off the Taoist's hand.

But where there is broken, there is only carrion, not a drop of blood.

The tall and thin man was a little disgusting and a little chilled, so he wanted to see who this Taoist man is and how strange it is.

The tall and thin man carefully looked at the Taoist face.

He was shocked when he saw this.

This man's face is ordinary, but his eyes are dark and empty, like the eyes of a dead person.

Just one look and feel dizzy.

Then the sea of ​​consciousness surged and the headache was so painful.

At the same time, it seemed like something invisible was sticky and crawled onto his head, followed the Divine Court little by little, and kept entering the sea of ​​consciousness.

There was a sucking sound in the sea of ​​consciousness.

It seems like something is eating...

The tall and thin person feels even more nauseous and dizzy.

But this discomfort is only a moment.

In a flash, he could not feel anything.

The pain remained, and the tall and thin eyes were a little confused.

Gradually, his pupils became darker and there was no longer any doubt in his eyes.

The Taoist on the ground slowly collapsed, no longer entangled, no longer struggled, and no longer had a chance to live.

When the other monks of the Sun family saw this, they were all stunned:

"Sun Ji, did you kill someone?"

"If you beat him to death, you will be beaten to death, but you have never beaten to death."

The tall and thin monk named Sun Ji said lightly, his voice with a hint of invisible hoarseness.

"That's the same rule."

"Okay."

Several people went to the roadside to be on guard against other monks passing by or seeing them.

Sun Ji dragged the Taoist's body to a nearby cliff and threw it down directly.

But before throwing the body, he pulled off the Taoist robe and left it himself.

The other people looked at each other in surprise.

"You want the dead Taoist robe, too?"

"I'm used to wearing it."

The others were stunned and scolded:

"What nonsense?"

"Are you used to wearing it?"

"Are you wearing a dead Taoist robe?"

"You're going to wear it for me?"

Before he finished speaking, Sun Ji really put his Taoist robe on his body.

He was tall and tall, wearing this dirty and old Taoist robe, with a large piece of his hands and feet exposed outside, which looked extremely incompatible and a little weird.

It's like a scarecrow dressed in a human clothes in the field.

Several other monks looked shocked.

A monk from the Sun family couldn't help but say:

"You really dare to wear it? You're so fucking convinced you."

Sun Ji didn't think there was anything, just said:

"It's getting late, go back."

The other people looked at the sky, and the sun was still high, so they didn't think it was too late.

But after all, I killed someone. Although I was just a passing Taoist, I still went back to my family and avoided the limelight.

"OK."

Everyone walked back, but Sun Ji suddenly said:

“We seem to be going wrong.”

"That's right."

Sun Ji pointed to the other side, "Then is the way back."

When the other people saw it, they all realized:

"right."

“Drinking too much.”
To be continued...