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"Xiaohong!"
Early in the morning, Uncle Da was noisier than the sparrows on your fingertips.
but,
When he entered the woodshed and saw that it was empty, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Uncle Da's smile froze instantly.
From great joy to great sorrow
He panicked!
While calling out, he went to the backyard to look for Xiao Hong.
"Little Red, Little Red!"
The voice was mournful and desolate.
Xiaolong and Xiaowen, who were sleeping, were both woken up.
"The sun rises in the east!"
"I slept so well!"
Choupiwen sat up, yawned, and said with dissatisfaction:
"Hmph! Who's howling and wailing outside so early in the morning?"
"Strange, why didn't Master wake us up today?" Xiao Long wondered. At this time, the morning bell should have been ringing.
"Master went to the Demonic Sect alone last night to exorcise demons. If all goes well, he might be back today," Long Yan, who was sleeping next to his two junior brothers, reminded them.
"Get up, it should be Senior Brother returning outside."
Choupiwen and Xiaolong got up from the bed and walked out of the bedroom with Longyan. They saw Uncle Da running towards them, leaning on his cane.
"Where is Xiao Hong? Where is she?" Uncle Da asked anxiously.
"Master is also missing. They probably eloped," said the smug Wen with a grin.
"You brat, don't talk nonsense." Uncle Da was getting more and more anxious.
at this time,
Suddenly, someone jumped onto the wall of Wulong Temple; it was a man.
Wearing a black robe, he exuded a silly and absurd aura.
Long Yan recognized him; he was Huang Ningmeng, a killer from the Demonic Cult, and she was partnered with Hong Ningmeng.
"Yellow Lemon! What are you doing here again?"
Uncle Da also recognized the man's identity and became somewhat impatient.
After all, Red Lemon had already attacked Oolong Courtyard twice, and both times it failed.
"Yo-ho! A message delivered by carrier pigeon!"
Yellow Lemon threw out a pigeon, then slipped away.
"See you later!"
The pigeons flew around the courtyard once, and finally landed on the clock tower.
Xiao Long jumped onto the clock tower and reached out to grab it.
But the pigeons flew away again, making them very difficult to catch.
This is clearly not a professional homing pigeon!
"Watch me!"
Choupiwen pulled a large megaphone from the room, turned the volume up to the maximum, and shouted at the carrier pigeons in the tree:
"Dear White Dove, you are surrounded! Give up resistance and surrender now!"
Both Uncle Da and Xiaolong were completely astonished; did you think this was a police thriller?
"Xiao Wen, watch your head!" Long Yan reminded him.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a white dove flew through the air and defecated, landing right on the round, stinky head of Wen Yuan.
A naked provocation!
flirting with madness on the edge of danger.
"You won't listen to reason, so here comes the punishment! I'll let you taste my stinky fart, hmph!"
The stinky Wen slammed the microphone on the ground, stuck out his butt, and was about to fart at the white dove.
Because he learned Tiangang Qigong, his farts have a wide range of influence.
"Don't be impulsive!" Uncle Da immediately stopped the arrogant Wen.
The use of weapons of mass destruction is prohibited!
"No, no!" Xiaolong also refused, not wanting to smell Xiaowen's stinky farts.
At this moment,
Long Yan picked up a pebble from the ground.
He circulated his inner energy and flicked his finger lightly.
The pebble flew out like a bullet and hit the white dove.
The white dove's body stiffened, and it landed on the ground.
"Long Yan is the most reliable; he saved our lives!"
Uncle Da breathed a sigh of relief; Wen's farts were too lethal.
He picked up the white dove from the ground, took out the letter, and read it aloud...
……
Thank you to "You from Afar" for the monthly pass.
Thank you to "18865.." for the monthly pass.
Thanks to "Knight Fantasy Night B" for the monthly pass.
Thank you for the flowers, dear readers.
.....
032 Mastery of the Yi Jin Jing! Iron Palm is used for roasting chestnuts.
Location: Tianmo Castle.
Time limit: Within seven days.
Consequence: The ransom was killed!
Uncle Da read the contents of the letter aloud.
It's quite brief!
It's just too simple!
Who was kidnapped?
Uncle Da was completely bewildered. He had spent the entire night working as an extra at the film studio and had no idea what had happened.
“It must be Master,” Long Yan said. “Last night, Master sent Xiao Hong to lead the way and went alone to the Demonic Sect’s headquarters, wanting to settle the feud between Shaolin and the Demonic Sect.”
He knew that if Master Longbrow went to raid the Demonic Sect's stronghold alone, he would most likely be captured.
Unfortunately, Master Long Eyebrow refused to heed his advice.
But this is also good,
Once this ordeal is over, there will be unexpected surprises.
Long Yan recounted everything that had happened last night in detail.
Uncle Da sighed, looking very sad:
"I never imagined that Xiao Hong was an assassin from the Demonic Cult."
After all, it was the wrong payment!
Uncle Da thought he had found the love of his life.
In the end, I was just used.
Looking back at my own sycophantic behavior,
Uncle Da's toes were so awkwardly worn that they could have carved out a three-bedroom, two-living-room house.
"I was just young and naive before."
Uncle Da forced himself to justify his actions and find some solace.
"Young? Senior Brother, you're almost forty!" the arrogant Wen reminded him.
"You brat, no one will think you're mute if you don't speak!" Uncle Da tugged at Wen's ear and sighed.
"For fifteen years, the feud between Uncle-Master and the Demonic Sect has remained unresolved, and now Master has also fallen into it."
"How can we rescue Master?" Xiao Long asked this crucial question.
He's not very good at things that require thinking.
"Yeah, let's think of something," said the cocky Wen, also eagerly. "How about we call the police?"
"That's a good idea," Uncle Da praised Xiao Wen, agreeing with his opinion.
Long Yan directly stood up and objected:
"I'm afraid that won't work. The Demonic Cult has many experts, and the police might not be able to defeat them. Moreover, the police would make too much noise, and if they alerted the Demonic Cult, they might just kill the hostage."
Uncle Da looked at Long Yan and asked, "Junior brother, do you have a good way to save Master?"
"I think the best way is for the four of us to go to the Demon Castle together."