The fire at Kuzen Temple burned for a day and a night. By the time Azig arrived with his men, the fire had already been extinguished. In addition to the corpses of his twelve subordinates, there were three more charred corpses, all of them meditating cross-legged, facing the direction of the cliff. There is a newly piled lonely grave there, from which it is said that the yellow robe of King Li Chuang was dug up, and the legend of the mountain people is that King Chuang's righteous son Li Shuangxi buried King Chuang, and then, jumping down from the top of the cliff, in order to repay King Chuang's nurturing grace.

The first year of Hongguang

Tongshan County, under Jiugong Mountain, has gradually recovered its former appearance, the streets that have been depressed for a long time have gradually become popular, taverns and tea houses have resumed business, and small traders and vendors have begun to set up stalls again.

At the east gate of the city, which was handled by a team of Qing soldiers, a weak-crowned young man walked in, dressed as a scholar, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and a folding fan in his hand, walking unhurriedly, walking and stopping, as if lingering on the roadside scenery. Look at that appearance, he is such a clear and talented, but there is a cold and murderous aura hidden between his eyebrows. This person is Li Shuangxi who has been dressed in disguise, after coming down from Wulao Peak, King Chuang told him, and then gave him some silver taels, telling him to be careful all the way. No matter how you say, 'A skinny camel is bigger than a horse.'" Li Shuangxi instantly understood - I am afraid that in addition to the treasure taken away by the nine-tailed demon fox, most of the rest of the treasures are still in the hands of King Chuang, as for the specific location of the treasure, only King Chuang himself knows.

After Li Shuangxi comprehended it, he was secretly happy in his heart, and it seemed that he was not considered a 'family in the middle of the road'. When he returned to the small mountain village, he asked the women in the village to borrow rouge gouache, and after some tossing, even Uncle Zhang's eyes widened and he couldn't recognize him. This is thanks to the 'magic makeup' I learned from Douyin.

"Young master, this is the ability you learned from the palace, right? It's better than a woman's. ”

"Uncle Zhang, don't talk nonsense if you don't know, this is called 'art,' understand?"

After putting on makeup, he borrowed an identity from the original residents of the village, and changed his name to Li Liuxuan, claiming to be a distant relative of Li Ergou, a villager in Xiaoli Village, a down-and-out scholar, with a good family background, and he can be regarded as an idle 'second generation of old and rich'.

"Anyway, I can't go back, so I have to live a good life in this era." What is against the Qing Dynasty and the restoration of the Ming Dynasty, put it aside first, eat it if you can, mix it if you can, you can't do it, then you can't blame me'.

Li Shuangxi was strolling along the street, when suddenly a large flow of people appeared in front of him, surging in one direction.

"Look, the monks in front of you are really good at kung fu."

"Now even the monks are going to come out to beg for food, what kind of world is it!"

There was a group of people around from afar, the tall ones stretched their necks, and the short ones desperately wanted to squeeze inside, it seemed to be quite lively, and Li Shuangxi couldn't help but come over.

In the open space in a circle, there are five bald monks, who are tall, short, fat and thin, and the tall one in the lead is introducing himself.

"My five brothers, the first time they came to the treasure land, they wanted to find a teacher and worship friends, but who knew that the master was unfortunate and had no choice but to set up a stall here, sell an art, and eat together. Ladies and gentlemen, those who have money will hold a money field, and those who have no money will hold a personal field, and start our performance now. ”

As soon as the words fell, the short monk with a square head and big ears in the back walked up in response.

"My name is Fang Dahong, and I'll play a ghost knife for the villagers first."

After speaking, he picked up the ghost head knife with one hand, and the big knife turned into a knife shadow, the tiger and the tiger were windy, at first like a white snake spitting letters, hissing and breaking the wind, and like a swimming dragon shuttling, walking on all sides, sometimes light as a swallow, waving a knife, sometimes suddenly like lightning, and falling leaves. It's really 'a silver light rises from the ground, and thousands of miles can take the top of the item'.

"Good knife technique, this is the real master," Li Shuangxi secretly praised in his heart. But the crowd of onlookers didn't seem to buy it. As the saying goes, 'Those who know how to watch the doorway, and those who don't understand look at the excitement.'" After a set of knife tricks, there were not many people who threw money into the circle, and they shouted vigorously: "Is there a unique job, come to some unique skills." ”

The leading monk saw that there were not many people cheering, and walked out with a fist.

"Since you want to see the unique skills, then I, Ma Chaoxing, will perform some unique skills for the villagers."

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and took out two iron pills from his arms.

"Come, everybody, see if my iron bullet is real."

As he spoke, he smashed the iron bullet to the ground. Dust rose on the mud floor in an instant, and a small crater was smashed all at once.

"Senior Brother Cai," Ma Chaoxing shouted, regardless of whether the onlookers understood. Turned around and went directly in the other direction, walked out four or five meters with his back to each other.

Among the three people standing behind, Ying Sheng walked out of the tall and strong fat man, with horizontal meat and a weight of at least more than 200 catties. Walking swaying, the legs are obviously fat and can't be together, and it feels like a giant gorilla.

The fat man walked over, bent down and picked up the iron pellet on the ground, and blew the dust on it, and everyone was still waiting to see what he would do next. Who knew that he turned around suddenly, and before everyone could see his movements clearly, the two iron pills had already taken off their hands, one in front of the other, and went straight to the back of Ma Chaoxing's head, who was facing back.

"Ah", the sharp-eyed ones shouted clearly, and the rest of the people were so frightened that they opened their mouths wide, is this going to kill each other? The timid even covered his eyes and didn't dare to look at it.

What a quick skill! I saw Ma Chaoxing, who was facing back, unhurried, one lowered his head and turned around, stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, and clamped the one flying in front, and then stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and clamped the other one like lightning. It's really bold, and people have to be convinced.

"Okay," Li Shuangxi couldn't help but shout, and the stunned crowd also came to their senses and began to applaud vigorously.

"Thank you, thank you," the monks saw that the atmosphere had risen, and they took advantage of the situation and began to reach out and ask for the reward.

A small county town that has just experienced the 'looting' of Dashun and the Qing soldiers is in a state of ruin, and these passers-by are just looking at the excitement and where there is any spare money. After a round of rewards, there are only a few pitiful copper plates. When everyone saw that the monks' faces were not good-looking, they all counted it in their hearts, and they dispersed with each other tacitly.

"Why don't I invite a few people to have a little wine, I don't know if a few masters can enjoy a thin noodle." When everyone was gone, looking at a few big monks, looking at a few poor copper plates there sadly, Li Shuangxi walked up.

A few monks, you look at me, I look at you, the fat man couldn't help it first.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, don't hide it, my brothers haven't eaten enough in the past few days."

"Senior Brother Cai," Ma Chaoxing wanted to stop, but he couldn't help but feel hungry.

"Then my five brothers, thank you here first."

"Why should the master be polite, please, brother will lead the way in front of the head."