A Match Made In Heaven (Jiuyue Liuhuo) Chapter 693: 27. Secret communication with ghosts

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The Japanese slave translator turned around and looked back. He was even more frightened and confused when he saw that he was far away from his accomplices.

The interpreter saw that the strange Taoist priest who brought him to the stage had returned to the stage and stood beside him. Knowing that there was no hope of escaping back, he had no choice but to turn around and stare blankly at the man staring at him from the stage. That stunningly beautiful woman.

Su'er saw that the Japanese slave translator didn't have much martial arts skills, and looked at him with fear, knowing that this person was able to follow these Japanese slaves to the Ming Dynasty just because he could understand the Chinese language. Su'er thought to herself: This man is not as cruel and cruel as those Japanese slaves. In his hometown, he should be a scholar, so he must be much less courageous.

Su'er asked sharply: "What's your name? Why don't you stay at home with your parents and study, but why don't you go across the ocean to die!"

The Japanese translator was very surprised and even more frightened when Su Er suddenly shouted and asked. He looked at Su Er blankly and couldn't say a word.

Seeing him in such a scene, Su'er knew that she had hit the mark on the Japanese slave interpreter. Then he said: "You are not at home to be filial to your parents, but you have to travel thousands of miles to die. Well, today it will be fulfilled for you! Taoist priest, throw him to death on this platform."

Taoist Master Lingfeng caught the Japanese slave translator by the collar. Before the Japanese slave translator could recover, he was thrown up high like a kite with a "whoosh" and flew two or three feet high. He turned around and saw that everyone below him was looking up at him in shock. Suddenly he realized what he was doing, and he screamed loudly.

The Japanese slave translator was thrown five or six feet high by Taoist Master Lingfeng before he turned around and fell. As he fell, he wailed for a long time. When the Japanese slave interpreter was about ten feet away from the high platform, he turned his head and looked at the high platform below, his eyes were filled with fear, and his scream was very shrill. I thought that when I fell, I would be shattered into pieces.

Falling another three feet, I suddenly saw the tail of Taoist Master Lingxi's whisk stretching straight out, blocking the back of the Japanese slave translator. The Japanese slave translator's fall immediately slowed down, and his body also The head and feet were straightened up.

The Japanese slave interpreter returned to the stage, but his soul had already flown to the sky. His legs were trembling and his eyes were straight. He stared at the two Taoist priests in front of him. After a moment, he looked at his feet again and saw that he was intact. Standing on the stage without any damage, he moved his feet and looked up at the crowd, somewhat confused.

Su'er looked at the Japanese slave interpreter coldly and asked, "Do you want to fly to the sky again?"

The Japanese slave translator quickly took two steps back to avoid Taoist Master Lingfeng. Su'er stretched out her hand and said to him: "Look at that boss of yours."

The Japanese slave translator followed Su'er's direction and saw his leader among the crowd being supported by several of his accomplices, with his eyes closed and foaming at the mouth. His face was covered with white medicinal powder, like a white-faced ghost.

The Japanese slave translator couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and then heard Su Er say: "Let me tell you, your leader has been poisoned by our poison. If you want to save him, just answer him honestly."

The Japanese translator looked back at Su'er, and Su'er asked again: "Do you understand?"

The Japanese slave interpreter was frightened and confused, and nodded.

Su'er asked: "Why did you cross the ocean and risk your life to come to the Ming Dynasty?"

Hearing Su'er's question, the Japanese interpreter turned to look at the leader in the crowd. He saw that the leader was still unconscious. He then looked at the governor Cheng Jing on the opposite stage. He actually bowed his head and remained silent. throat.

Su'er sneered and said: "Even if you don't tell me this, how can you, the Japanese with the sound of a bird, conclude that the Heaven and Earth Twins won't know about it?"