Chapter 285

Those paper archers didn't continue to shoot arrows, which made a few people breathe a sigh of relief; after all, the rain of arrows was endless, and except for immortals who weren't afraid, others were more or less afraid.

Lin Jue waved his hand, calling a halt to the bean soldier heroes; for a time, only Fuyao and Luo Gong were still fighting with the Yakshas.

Lin Jue shouted into the mountain forest:

"Although you have high abilities, looking at it now, if you don't have other abilities, you won't be able to defeat us today. We are just here to investigate the case and haven't immediately determined that you are the one harming people; on the contrary, you wanted to fight us as soon as we met. I wonder what the reason is? Could it be that those people were really harmed by you?"

The person in the floral robe stood motionless, his eyes flickering.

This Daoist talking to him seemed to have given him a slope to step down.

But this slope was too small!

Thinking of himself, Daoist Floral, cultivating here for so many years, if he stepped down such a small slope, he was afraid he would lose face if it spread! But if he didn't step down, what if there were no more slopes later?

The person in the floral robe pondered for a while, thinking of several responses, but when he opened his mouth, it turned into:

"Hmph! Little Daoist, how arrogant! You say I can't defeat you, so I can't? My paper soldiers, paper generals, and Yaksha generals haven't all been brought out yet! If my army were to come out in full force, as long as those three Daoists from the True Mirror Palace don't invite divine generals, it's not certain who will win or lose today!"

As soon as the person in the floral robe opened his mouth, he felt a bit annoyed.

Although he loved face, he was also afraid of death and pain, but these two things often set him up, just like today.

"Third Shixiong, are you unwilling to speak properly?"

"And have you spoken properly?"

"..."

Lin Jue couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

Actually, what this person in the floral robe said made some sense.

With so many paper soldiers and generals, although individual ones weren't as powerful as bean soldiers, there were more of them, and at this moment, his twenty-eight bean soldiers hadn't finished carving.

At this moment, several bean soldiers already had many arrows stuck in them, and their armor was damaged.

And those Yakshas were also very fierce, especially without the weakness of "being particularly afraid of fire," even the summoned mountain stone giant could only fight one-on-one.

If Lin Jue didn't have the top-tier spell "Flowers Blooming in an Huakai Qingke," and if it were really as this demon said, that there were more soldiers and Yakshas not brought out, especially these archers, then the outcome today would be hard to say.

Pity.

"Flowers Blooming in an Huakai Qingke" restrained them just like fire restrained paper.

It was just that when this person in the floral robe arrived, the previous two Yakshas were already dead, and he hadn't seen Lin Jue use "Flowers Blooming in an Huakai Qingke" to deal with the paper Yakshas.

Just as Lin Jue took a breath, about to let him see, he suddenly heard a rumbling sound in the mountain in the distance.

Both sides turned to look—

They saw something in the mountain forest approaching violently and quickly, splitting the bushes, crashing through the forest, and jumping over gullies and stones, making a huge commotion.

When it was occasionally not blocked by the mountain forest, they caught a glimpse of a stone statue of a knight.

A tall stone horse, with a Daoist carved from stone lying on its back, vaguely appearing to be a woman, and behind it was another stone horse without a rider, running wildly toward them.

"Xiao Xiao Shimei?"

Lin Jue was a bit surprised.

The person in the floral robe was also stunned for a moment.

He first glanced at Lin Jue, feeling something was wrong, but after a closer look, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Stone horse?"

The person in the floral robe glared at them: "How could the two stone horses at the entrance of the Fengshan Hongye Guan be in your hands?"

"You know the Fengshan Hongye Guan?"

"How could I not? No! Could it be that you are the Daoists currently living in the Fengshan Hongye Guan?"

"Exactly..."

Both sides wanted to say something, but the stone horses had already run close, and the sky was full of rumbling hoofbeats, making it impossible to hear anything.

Dust rose, the green grass was trampled, and the stone horses crashed through the forest, rushing out with broken flowers and leaves.

They saw the stone horse raise its front hooves, and as soon as it stopped, the female Daoist on the horse's back turned from a stone statue back into human form.

The female Daoist turned her head and saw her Third Third Shixiong with arrows stuck in his Daoist robe, the messy battlefield here, and the arrows like grass and forest all over the ground, and she took a deep breath.

She drew her sword, turned over and dismounted, and immediately began to chant an incantation:

"Boundless sky, boundless thick earth; the great mountain has power, can defeat dragons and tigers; mysterious yellow spiritual rhyme, all come out at this time; turn into a mountain god, and help me!"

In no time, the mountain stones on the ground rolled again.

At the same time, the Xiao Xiao Shimei looked at the person in the floral robe, reached out and pushed, and a fire dragon surged out.

"Peng..."

The person in the floral robe twisted his body, immediately turning into a sky full of breeze, flashing to a further place; by the time he turned back into human form and looked, another mountain stone giant had appeared there.

The person in the floral robe was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Stop! Are you the descendants of Fuqiu Peak?"

The mention of Fuqiu Peak calmed the Xiao Xiao Shimei down, and the newly formed stone giant stood still; she just held her sword and looked at this person.

Lin Jue also frowned.

Even Luo Gong and the three Daoists from the True Mirror Palace were puzzled.

For a moment, everyone looked at this person in the floral robe.

"How do you know?" Lin Jue's eyes showed contemplation, and then he blurted out, "Could it be that the things we buried behind the Fengshan Hongye Guan last year were dug up by you?"

"It really is you!"

Now both sides frowned.

It was just that Lin Jue had an extra touch of "as expected" in his heart, while the person in the floral robe had an extra touch of joy.

Isn't this a big slope delivered to the door?

However, besides this point, meeting the descendants related to old friends also made him instinctively feel joy; his gaze darted between them, and the robe behind him couldn't help but move slowly.

"Are you really from the Fuqiu Temple of Yishan Mountain?" The person in the floral robe didn't care about face anymore and just asked.

"Naturally."

"Who is your master?"

"My master is Daoist Yunhe," Lin Jue said, holding his sword. "And you are..."

"Hi! I was a close friend of your grand-uncle, the one who originally built the Fengshan Hongye Guan; speaking of which, you should also call me grand-uncle!"

"..."

Lin Jue's gaze flickered, and he asked, "How did you judge that we live in the Fengshan Hongye Guan from the two stone horses, and how did you confirm that we are the descendants of the Fuqiu Temple?"

"I was a friend of Daoist Konggu; after he passed away, I took care of his disciples and grand-disciples for him. It's a pity that his later descendants were not promising, and because there was a grudge with Jade Mountain and the Star Gazing Palace before, it didn't pass down for many generations, and after that, the temple was left vacant, which I also took care of," the person in the floral robe let go of his guard earlier than Lin Jue and the others, waving his hand, and all the wolf-headed soldiers and Yakshas retreated quickly, then he made a gesture of invitation to the few: "Please!"

As he spoke, he had already walked close to the few.

At this moment, whether it was the short height, the floral robe, or the floral dog head, they were all clearly visible, and coupled with his old-fashioned tone, it was quite strange.

Luo Seng had no expression, just glanced at the retreating wolf-headed soldiers, thought to himself, "So it's not a wolf head, but a dog head," and put away his long sword.

Daoist Qingxuan was stunned.

"It should be our uncle."

"That's it! He even asked me for two paper donkeys!"

The person in the floral robe said, suddenly feeling a bit proud: "Around the turn of spring and summer last year, I just arrived at the Fengshan Hongye Guan and smelled something wrong; I went to look and ran into the things you buried! How clever am I? I dug them up and took a look, saw the spiritual wood and a full set of carving knives, and I knew that the descendants of the Fuqiu Temple had probably arrived, so I didn't touch them at all and buried them back.

"Later I came to look a few more times, but unfortunately, the temple was empty the first few times, and I didn't know where you had run off to. The last time was during the New Year last year, and someone had already moved into the temple, but the person wasn't in the temple at the time, so I saw these two stone horses by the bridge."

"So that's how it is."

Lin Jue heard this and found it matched what he knew.

Especially the two paper donkeys.

Weren't these the treasures and divine artifacts that the two of them relied on to travel the world and carry their luggage?

Thus, his suspicion vanished, and with a "chi" sound, he also put away his sword, saying helplessly: "Third Shixiong's temper is too irritable. But now we can finally talk."

"How can you blame me for this?"

"Then who should I blame?"

"Blame three things!" The person in the floral robe said, "First, blame the Star Gazing Palace and the Gathering Immortals Mansion; for the past hundred years, they've always come to find trouble for me! Second, blame that Daoist from a few days ago; he had no real ability, but his mouth was dirty. As soon as he arrived at my temple, he insisted that I harmed his wife, and he cursed so dirtily; let alone me, even you wouldn't be able to stand it if you heard it!"

"Then what about the third?"

"Third, blame you all for not reporting your family background!" The person in the floral robe said, as if he was a bit embarrassed himself, but he refused to admit it, only saying, "But don't worry, you are juniors, I, Daoist, have a large heart and won't hold it against you."

"..."

"In short, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." The person in the floral robe rubbed his hands, his mouth slightly open, revealing a bit of teeth; clearly a dog face, yet one could see a bit of a smile from it.

"It's a pity for Third Shixiong's paper soldiers, paper generals, and Yakshas." Lin Jue shook his head.

"It is indeed a pity." The person in the floral robe looked around, showing a look of heartache, and hurriedly bent down, nimbly rolling up the oil paper of a Yaksha whose head had been burned off, holding it in his arms, "But if I pick them up, repair them, and refine them again, they can still be used."

"What about that Daoist Wan?"

"What Daoist Wan?"

"The one who came to find Third Shixiong a few days ago and cursed Third Shixiong?" Lin Jue asked. "Did Third Shixiong kill him?"

"No! I beat him half to death and threw him in the back mountain; a Daoist who practices the Five Elements Spiritual Method doesn't die that easily, I guess he can crawl out of the mountain in a few days!"

Lin Jue looked toward the back mountain, not daring to be sure.

Luo Seng held his sword and said:

"I'll go find him! You all stay here and reminisce with him, and by the way, ask what's going on with those women!"

"Thank you, Luo Gong!"

"No problem."

Luo Seng turned and left, but not knowing what he thought of, he frowned.

The few continued to stand in place with the floral dog-headed person.

"How should I address Third Shixiong?"

"My surname is Hua, you can just call me Third Shixiong Hua."

"Junior Lin Jue, Daoist name Fangjue, Master gave me the courtesy name Wuzhi."

"Junior Liu Qingyao, Daoist name Fangyao, Master didn't give me a courtesy name," the Xiao Xiao Shimei was a bit confused about the situation and said blankly.

"How many years have you been down the mountain?"

"Two years."

"How many years have you been cultivating on the mountain?"

"Five years."

"Only seven years? Seven years and you have this ability, truly remarkable!" The person in the floral robe said with a thick face, "I was beaten miserably by you."

"And haven't I been too?"

Although Lin Jue could turn into stone, he didn't have the Xiao Xiao Shimei's attainments; after turning into stone, he was neither as hard as his Xiao Xiao Shimei, nor could he turn his clothes into stone. The rain of arrows just now was endless, shooting from different places in all directions, making it hard to block. Even though he turned into stone, his Daoist robe was pierced with many holes, and although his body wasn't pierced, his skin was damaged, appearing with many tiny breaks and seeping some blood, which was the reason why his Xiao Xiao Shimei was so angry when she saw him for the first time.

"How did Third Shixiong get to know our grand-uncle?"

"That's a long story." The person in the floral robe recalled the past, dragging out a long tone, "Back then, he was down and out in the capital, starving and cold; I passed by while shopping, saw him, and threw a bone for him to eat."

"Hmm? This..."

The person in the floral robe fell silent: "Back then, I was down and out in the capital, starving and cold; I was seen by him while he was shopping, and he threw a bone for me to eat, and from then on, a bond was formed."

"..."

This sounded normal.

Fortunately, Lin Jue was used to dealing with demons and ghosts, knowing that most demons and ghosts had different personalities from humans, so he didn't feel it was too strange.

As for the Xiao Xiao Shimei, when she was building roads in Yishan Mountain, she had seen more mountain demons and ghosts, so she didn't feel it was strange at all, just silently standing behind her Third Third Shixiong; she was even wondering why her Third Third Shixiong felt something was wrong when he heard the first sentence, and yet her Third Third Shixiong was actually right.