Chapter 592: A Tragedy

Those few officials and soldiers were first stunned, and before they could understand what was going on, Daoist Master Qingfeng and Zhou Ming had already pulled themselves up and leapt several feet away.

"Quickly catch them!" I don't know who shouted a voice, only then those few officials and soldiers simultaneously drew out their waist swords and chased after them towards their master and disciple duo, beating them to death they didn't expect, that brat dared to make a move on the officials and soldiers, or sneak attacked them, the most unbelievable thing was that that old Taoist even broke the thumb-thick twine without saying a word, how much strength did it have to be in order to break the twine so thick ah? Simply divine strength.

They master and disciple two all the way towards the direction of the Zhang family ancestral tomb rushed to go, Zhang governor side has long been someone found them, but see from all sides quickly surrounded by many officials and soldiers, all together blocked in front of the Zhang governor.

"How come it's you guys again? How did you guys run over here?" Sheriff Zhang glared with a pair of bull's eyes, drew his belt sword, and took a step forward.

Daoist Master Qingfeng and Zhou Ming stopped a few dozen steps away from Inspector Zhang, and Daoist Master Qingfeng arched his hand in Inspector Zhang's direction and eagerly said, "Inspector Zhang, the poor Taoist also had no choice but to break the rope and risk his life to come here. I heard that blood has seeped out of the grave pit, that is a sign of great evil, is the body in the coffin received too much pure Yang Qi, so the mutation, now I think the body in the coffin must have begun to rot and metamorphosis, first of all, the skin is charred, and then the blood seeped out, mixed with the soil, after three to five hours, it will be turned into a bloody corpse, if you start to make up for it now, everything is still not too late, only need to find one hundred and ten pounds of old cured vinegar, pour it into the grave pit. of old aged vinegar, pour it into the grave pit, and then refill the grave, if not, it will surely lead to a tragedy!"

"Hmph!" The lean Taoist Master suddenly flashed out again, pointing at Taoist Master Qingfeng and cursing, "It's you again, this demonic Taoist! You are here to confuse the public, what you said is simply a bunch of nonsense, not credible at all, all the Taoist masters said that the tomb pit is a source of life, which is what blood water! And now you are trespassing into such a sacred place as the ancestral tomb of the Zhang family, you say you, what should be the crime!"

Said, that thin Taoist master a turn, to that Zhang governor said:Zhang governor, this demon road is really hateful, repeatedly unchanged, do not think that adults you do not have the heavenly authority, do not dare to take what they do? In my opinion, this master and disciple should be executed!"

"Thin monkey! Sooner or later, you'll get what's coming to you!" Zhou Ming was trembling with anger, finally couldn't help it, he made a gesture to pounce towards the skinny Taoist Master, wanting to beat him up, his body just moved twice, but he saw that Governor Zhang made a wink to one of the guards on the side, without saying a word, the guard lifted up the cannon and opened fire towards Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming had just run out two steps, when he saw a dark muzzle pointing at himself, he was startled, his body flashed violently, jumped away towards the side, although his speed was very fast, he was still struck by the iron sand in the cannon on his legs, almost in an instant, Zhou Ming's legs overflowed with crimson blood, and his pair of trouser legs were soaked to the skin.

"Ming'er!" Daoist Master Qingfeng cried out in sorrow, taking a few steps to Zhou Ming's side, asking with a concerned face, "Ming'er ……Ming'er ……Are you alright?"

Zhou Ming only felt a burst of heart-breaking stabbing pain coming from above his legs, and cold sweat was pouring out of his head, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Master …… disciple is fine ……"