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Chapter 433 (Three hundred and thirty-two)

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    Tantai Wutian immediately called inside: "He Hongou, it's me!"

    Except for Zhou Feiyan, Ah Qingqing, the little monk Rongxin, and the wine priest all looked at him strangely¡ªalthough the little monk Rongxin knew about the female killer, he didn't know the details.

    The Jiu Taoist looked inside the main hall, it was so dark that it was impossible to see where He Hongou was, and although the temple was dilapidated, the size of the hall was not small, and there were too many places for He Hongou to hide.

    He moved out a little apprehensively, and asked Tantai Wutian: "Nephew, do you know the people inside?"

    Tantai Wutian nodded and said: "I know."

    The wine priest asked again: "Friend?"

    Tantai Wutian hesitated for a moment and said: "We are acquaintances."

    After a pause, he looked at Zhou Feiyan and said, "Brother Zhou and her also know each other."

    The wine priest and Ah Qingqing looked at Zhou Feiyan, who nodded and said, "Yes, she is the killer who wants to kill me."

    At this time, the little monk Rongxin has understood.

    The wine priest asked in surprise, "The killer who killed you?"

    Although Ah Qingqing didn't speak, she looked at him strangely.

    Tantai Wutian said: "It's not just him, but he also killed me It's a long story, let's go in and talk about it first."

    He was also a little strange at this moment. According to He Hongou's temperament, as a killer, if she hid in the dark, she would never take the initiative to shoot. If she took the initiative to shoot, it means that she is afraid that the situation is not good now.

    But he couldn't figure out what happened to her at this time.

    He shouted towards the inside of the hall: "He Hongou, we have entered, if you want to kill us, we will accompany you at any time."

    There was no movement inside, but no more rainstorm pear blossom needles were fired.

    Tantai Wutian took the lead and walked in cautiously.

    He Hongou didn't shoot him, but Jiu Taoist, Zhou Feiyan, Ah Qingqing and little monk Rongxin also walked in.

    The light in the hall was extremely dark, and it took five people a while to get used to the outline of the inside. There was a tall Buddha statue against the wall in the middle of the hall. Under the Buddha statue was a confession case and a large incense burner. There were two corridors under the walls on both sides.  , there are some small Buddha statues in the corridor, which are probably Arhats and Dharma protectors.

    Most of the lamp holders in front of the Buddha and on the corridors are out of candles and lamp oil at this time, and occasionally a few of them still have half candles stuck in them.

    Everyone didn't see He Hongou, and they didn't know where she was hiding.

    Zhou Feiyan took out a fire pocket, intending to light up half a candle on a lamp holder.

    Suddenly, a cold but weak voice came from the corridor on one side: "Don't turn on the lamp!"

    Tantai Wutian and Zhou Feiyan recognized He Hongou's voice, looked into the corridor, and did not find where He Hongou was after looking for a while.

    "He Hongou, are you injured?" Tantai Wutian could only ask.

    But after a while there was no response.

    "Although you want to kill us, we have no malice towards you" Tantai Wutian said again.

    Ah Qingqing gave him a strange look.

    Tantai Wutian hastily added: "These friends of mine have no ill intentions towards you." He was responding to Ah Qingqing, and he was also speaking for the wine priest and the little monk Rongxin to hear.

    Zhou Feiyan knew what was going on.

    Although Ah Qingqing, Jiu Taoist priest, and young monk Rongxin were puzzled, they had no choice but to be on guard, but they obeyed Tantai Wutian's words and did not search, at least not for now.

    After a while, He Hongou said weakly: "You don't need to worry about me, I will kill you after my injury is healed. You can do what you want."

    Tantai Wutian said: "He Hongou, why are you doing this? If you are injured, we can help you"

    "Why do you help me? Do you think that if you help me, I won't kill you? I don't need your help. You, you, you" He Hongxuan was emotional, and gasped violently when he said this.

    After talking for a while, Tantai Wutian and the others had already found out where she was hiding, but because of Tantai Wutian's words earlier, and the fact that everyone was a little jealous of her rainstorm, no one stepped forward.

    At this time, Tantai Wutian couldn't care anymore, stepped into the corridor, and walked around behind a statue of Arhat, where He Hongou's petite body was hiding.

    Shocked, He Hongou immediately raised her hand to release the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, but at this moment, the wound burst and she was gasping for breath, so she put her hand down softly as soon as she raised it.

    Tan Tai Wu Tian II?Not to mention, immediately clicked her acupoints, and lifted her out from behind the Arhat statue.

    He Hongou yelled: "Tantai Wutian, you!" and passed out.

    Tantai Wutian took He Hongou outside and put it on the incense table in front of the Buddha statue.

    Zhou Feiyan lit the fire booklet, and lit the half of the candle on the lamp holder, and there was a dim light in the hall, and he could probably see clearly.

    Tantai Wutian, Jiu Taoist, Zhou Feiyan, Ah Qingqing and little monk Rongxin gathered around the incense table and looked at He Hongou.

    When everyone saw the injuries on her body, they couldn't help being shocked.

    The black tights on her body and the black tulle outside the tights were almost stained red by blood.

    Although the wound on her body has not yet been discovered, the sheer amount of blood has already shown how serious her injury is.

    Everyone didn't avoid suspicion¡ªit is common for children in the world to be injured, and if they had many scruples like a man of etiquette, I'm afraid it's too slow to die¡ªand untied the clothes on her body.

    The little monk Rongxin suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

    He Hongou's body, waist and abdomen, and legs were densely packed with wounds, and there were burn marks on the wounds.

    The little monk Rongxin recognized that this was the same as the wound he had been hit by the firecracker before, but the injury he suffered at that time was far less severe than that suffered by He Hongou.

    How could He Hongou be hit by a firecracker?

    Looking at her wound, she should have been hit by the Fireball Team.

    It seems that her quick skill saved her life, otherwise if these firecrackers hit her body directly, she might even be shot out of her abdomen, and she would die on the spot on the spot.

    Everyone checked her wound and found that most of the iron bullets in the wound did not penetrate too deep into the body. She had already removed the iron bullets from the wound, and she seemed to have suffered some internal injuries, otherwise the damage caused by these iron bullets would not have been too deep.  It wouldn't make her unable to act.

    However, the bleeding from the wound has not completely stopped, and it is still oozing out. If the wound does not heal, she will die of excessive blood loss sooner or later.

    At this time, people in the rivers and lakes already knew a little about firecrackers, and knew that the wounds hit by firecrackers were not easy to heal.

    The wine priest brought the wine gourd again. He wanted to pour some wine from the gourd to disinfect He Hongou's wound, but when he brought it, he remembered that there was no wine in the wine gourd, so he sighed and carried it on his back.

    Zhou Feiyan went to his arms and took out a small packet of medicinal powder, and lightly sprinkled it on He Hongou's wound.

    Although He Hongou was in a coma at this time, his body still shook in pain.

    Tantai Wutian asked: "What medicine?"

    Zhou Feiyan said: "The golden sore medicine of our Wushan Sword Sect." (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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