Chapter 49
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"Master, that guy is ......" Liu Yuan whispered a few times in his ear.
Gongsun nodded slyly: "You didn't disappoint me. ā
"The heavy responsibility assigned by the master, how dare the little one not go all out?" "A slave is a slave, and he will never forget flattery and self-assertion.
Gongsun Duan smiled even more dangerously, and his mouth seemed to be torn to the cheeks: "I will reuse you in the future!" His expression returned to calm: "Now the body must go outside, no matter where you go, you must find the Shaolin monks, the more the better, the sooner the better." ā
Liu Yuan immediately replied with confidence, and then he asked, "After finding it." How do you bring it into Fuchu?"
"Bring it to me first. ā
"Yes!"
Liu Yuan left again.
Gongsun kept sneering, sneering, slying, and smug smiling, with people like Liu Yuan, he could get things done with just one sentence, which was really happy and reassuring.
Liu Yuan very lightly let out a little rumor about Long Kui in a nearby town, and then waited for the fish to take the bait.
The monks of Shaolin Temple seem to have been around the Gongsun Mansion for a long time, and as soon as there is news, they will drill into Xiqing Village.
In fact, after they were rescued from Long Kui, they kept looking at the Gongsun Mansion inch by inch, they thought that sooner or later, Long Kui would come back again, but they didn't expect him to easily blend into the mansion.
Liu Yuan sat in the open-air shop selling vegetables at the edge of the village, and the red and table-sized "tea" signboard hung in the clear sky, making people see that their throats were a little itchy, and they had to drink two cups to satisfy their hunger.
But now there are only five monks, from old to young, their robes are very new, and their expressions are very heavy.
Liu Yuan sat next to them, drinking tea by himself, he wanted to wait for a few more people.
Soon three more old monks, who had just shaved their heads, flashed in the sun, very dazzling.
An old man with white eyebrows approached the tea shop, and the other five monks had already stood up.
The old monk waved his hand, and the monks sat down. He said, "Is there any movement?"
One monk replied, "Master, no. ā
The old monk muttered, "Is the news false?"
"It's true!"
Liu Yuan had turned to the white-eyed old monk and smiled. 's obscene face always makes people feel that he can't get out of the scene, especially now that he is pretending to be the master, which is a bit nondescript.
The monks turned to him in astonishment, and the old monk asked, "......Who is this benefactor?"
Liu Yuantuo sighed: "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that I am Gongsun Erxia's right-hand man." ā
When the old monk heard this, he suddenly said: "It turns out that you are a subordinate of the second hero, and the poor monk has no light, so you dare to ask the donor what he means by what he said?"
Liu Yuan looked at him and smiled proudly: "The meaning is very simple and complicated, it depends on whether you are qualified or not." ā
The old monk asked: "What is the qualification of the donor?"
"Kung Fu!" Liu Yuanyu said with a smile: "Everyone knows that Long Kui is not an ordinary person, how can you arrest him without two clicks? Kung Fu is not good, didn't I say it in vain?"
The old monk nodded frequently, and suddenly reached out to the teacup on the counter of the shopkeeper to suck it, and the teacup flew into his hand like a rope, and then with a light swing, he had pressed the teacup into the table and went straight down. Showing his innocence skills.
The teacup was still under the table, and the old monk tapped the table, and the cup jumped up and was placed on the table in perfect condition.
However, a discerning person can tell at a glance that this teacup has long been powdered, and it only has its shape.
This hand condenses and gathers the skill, and there are few people in the world.
He said: "Good kung fu, but I don't know how many other ......"
The old monk said: "Lao Qu is a Shaolin wordless generation, they are all Yuan characters." There is a very good foundation for skill. ā
Seven Kung Fu of Rebirth. Liu Yuan has seen it. In this way, he was relieved, nodded and said, "Okay! Since the great monk is sure, I don't have to worry too much." ā
He said: "I released the news, but if you really know everything, you have to ask my master." ā
The old monk asked, "Gongsun Erxia can be in the mansion now?"
"Yes, he asked me to come out to you. ā
In this case, the poor monk had no choice but to ask him in person. ā
Liu Yuan said: "It should be so, but in order to avoid rabbits and snakes, you must act secretly." ā
"The poor monk will be careful. ā
Liu Yuan said softly: "This matter is related to my uncle, it's best not to know about it." ā
If they hadn't avoided Gongsun Qiuyue, they would have sneaked into Gongsun Mansion to search for people, and when they heard this, they immediately agreed.
"Then I'll go back first, tonight's third watch...... Second, I will take you into the house to meet with the master. ā
"Donor, please. The poor monk must be on time for the appointment. ā
Liu Yuan was satisfied, and smiled all the way back, he did an important thing for his master.
Wuguang watched Liu Yuan disappear back, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The eight monks were all laughing, and then drinking fragrant tea happily.
The long-awaited thing has been settled, after all, it is gratifying and comforting, and what does it matter if you smile?
It's a pity that Long Kui and Gongsun Qiuyue don't seem to feel it at all, and they are still waiting for Gongsun Duan's awakening.
Tonight, Gao Yue is particularly clear, and the cold light casts on the place, and it is comfortable for a while, as if it is cast in the snow. It's a bit cool and seems to be hazy. But the scenery is distinct, branches, leaves, flowers, wood, in addition to a thin layer of cold, the color contains the basket, clearly distinguished.
is like the moon on Bao Qingtian's face, shining a clear distinction between right and wrong,
Wuguang led the seven monks and secretly sneaked near the Gongsun Mansion, waiting for Liu Yuan's notice.
The seven people were already wrapped in robes, holding demon pestles, convenient shovels, crescent forks, and dragon sticks, all with solemn expressions and a looming murderous aura.
Nearly two more. It was deep, silent, except for the green dragon on the banner still dancing, as if it would not stop showing its mighty aura, as if it was about to swallow heaven and earth.
The eight monks meditated, as if they had settled down.
Suddenly, a black shadow floated in, and a long sword flashed blue light, and it was already covered with no light.
Wuguang was shocked, immediately split out two palms, walked around the dragon, avoided the past, and drank coldly: "Who is the demon, dare to plot against the poor monk!"
The person who came was Su Qiao, and she found a large number of monks surrounding Gongsun Mansion. Knowing that things have changed, no matter how much, they have attacked the monks, hoping to repel them. The seven monks didn't dare to make a noise, in case the operation was revealed, and they were also forced by Su Qiao to hurry for a while.
Seeing this, Wuguang couldn't take care of it, his palms were strong, and with the attack of the seven people, the dragon claws had been unfolded, turning into heavy palm shadows, and they had covered Su Qiao.
Su Qiao's figure wandered around the audience, very calmly, he didn't take it to heart about the lightless dragon snatcher, returned the sword to repel the three people, and then shook the blade of the sword, stabbed the bare flesh palm, and slashed the palm with the sword. Those who suffer are gone.
How do you know that there is a trick in the light of the light, and the sword light is about to split, and suddenly withdraws, one flips upside down, and grabs the black scarf with Sun Qiao's face covered.
Su Qiao screamed out, the black scarf had been removed, and in a hurry, he didn't dare to fight again, so he held his hands and covered his face, and rushed to the forest area. (To be continued.) )