"Double happiness Wu'er, you're finally here."

"Father, are you all right?" As soon as the great monk left, Li Shuangxi unconsciously knelt on his knees and asked Emperor Dashun to say goodbye. Some people are born with a kind of imperial spirit, not angry but self-imposing, which makes people shudder.

"Come, come into the house, and have important matters to consult with you for the Father." Li Zicheng stretched out his hand to help Li Shuangxi up. Li Shuangxi looked up at this legendary generation of heroes, dressed in a simple and hateful dress, and his head had been shaved off all over the 'troubled silk', but the domineering in his eyes still showed that he was different from the past.

The furnishings in the house are simple, with a long bunk, a table against the wall, and a rickety chair, which is not much different from the thatched hut where Li Shuangxi lives himself.

"Father, why is it here?" Li Shuangxi suddenly remembered that he had been a prince for a few days, and he didn't feel sad.

"I still remember the days when I wanted to rise up for my father, and I was ambushed by Hong Chengchou and Sun Chuanting in the southern plains of Tongguan in Weinan, and only took you and Liu Zongmin and other 17 people to hide in Shangluo Mountain in southeast Shaanxi. How is this compared to back then? ”

"What's more, since ancient times, victory and defeat have been common in soldiers, and you and my father and son have no strengths. Even if you and I are disarmed and returned to the field now, what can we do? In the next life, we are still a tough man. ”

I don't know why Li Zicheng's simple words instantly made Li Shuangxi feel a feeling of blood boiling.

"Obey the emperor's orders."

"Li Shuangxi listens to the order."

"The subordinates are here."

"This king now orders you to go down the mountain with the order of this king, and fight against the Qing Dynasty together with General Li Guo and Nanming, there must be no mistake."

"Order." Li Shuangxi stretched out his hands and took the token of the king. The black token has a powerful word 'Chuang' written on it. When you start to sink, it feels like wood is not wood, like iron but not iron.

The father and son were greeting each other in the house, and suddenly there was a buzz of people outside the house, which made this temple, which was far away from the world, suddenly have a solemn atmosphere.

"Where's the thief? Get the hell out of here. ”

Looking out through the crack in the door, a group of fierce Qing soldiers rushed in, the leader was seven feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, big shoulders and round waist, holding a big ring knife, followed by a big monk with a bitter face behind him.

"Donor, we are here in the place of Buddhism and cultivation, where are there any thieves?"

"Old guy, we obviously watched the mountain gate of your house where Li Shuangxi entered, and he hasn't come out until now, in addition to seeing the thief, will he come to you for tea? If you don't tell him where he is today, Lao Tzu will burn down your ruined temple. ”

"I went out and beheaded them." Seeing that there were only a dozen Qing soldiers outside, Li Shuangxi didn't know where he got the courage, so he automatically asked Ying to go out to kill the enemy.

"Be careful, remember, you can't keep a single one." King Chuang waved his hand and made a 'weeding and rooting' action.

"Who's coming, I'm looking for your grandfather Shuangxi." Li Shuangxi opened the door, followed the example of the heroes and heroes on TV, and walked out.

As soon as the Qing soldiers on the opposite side saw someone coming out of the house, they immediately lined up in a line and opened up the formation.

"Li Shuangxi, this seat is Azig's pioneer Dojersey, and what you hide in that house is a thief."

"The emperor was killed at the foot of the mountain the day before yesterday, and Shuangxi went up the mountain just to pray for blessings, but who knows that you still refuse to let go."

"That thief is scheming, our General Azig has long suspected that he is cheating to death, and now orders us to take you back, you can be captured."

As soon as Dojersey finished speaking, a strong step rushed up, and the big ring knife was a blow to the top of Mount Tai, and the big knife slashed down with a piercing wind.

Li Shuangxi has found the trick from playing against Qingwu and not fighting hard against these powerful opponents. A side step and a jump dodged Dojersey's attack.

Seeing that Li Shuangxi didn't fight hard with him, Dojersey was even more unscrupulous, and opened the big ring knife, which was straight up one move after another. Soon more than a dozen moves passed, and Duo Jersey saw that he couldn't take Li Shuangxi for a while, so he suddenly retreated and shouted: "Give me all of them, and take down the reward of the thief's father and son for one hundred taels of gold." ”

Under the heavy reward, the Qing soldiers began to rush up, and immediately surrounded Li Shuangxi. And Jersey himself began to slowly approach the hidden door.

Li Shuangxi was surrounded by more than a dozen people at once, and peeked at Dojersey preparing to attack the house. In a hurry, he no longer dodged left and right, and used ten successful forces, watching the slaughter of melons and vegetables for a while, where were more than a dozen small soldiers his opponent, Li Shuangxi instantly became a bloody man.

"Dojersey takes his life." Li Shuangxi was addicted, and he went straight to his back with his sword.

Dojersey was cautiously approaching the house when he heard a loud cry behind him, and a sword still dripping with blood whistled behind his head. Dojersey bowed his head in fright, and a strand of his scalp fell out with a handful of long hair. Looking back, Li Shuangxi was already standing in front of him with a sword. Dojersey took a few steps back in fright, his eyes widening.

At this moment, 'poof', a long sword went from his back to his chest, and he still seemed to be unable to believe his ears. I heard his men shouting: "The thief, the thief has come out." ”

"Double Happiness, kill them all for me." Dojersey heard a loud roar from the man behind him, but unfortunately he never had a chance to look back again.

"Kill," Li Shuangxi's eyes also turned red, in his eyes, as long as he could move, he was the target of hunting.

In the end, all the Qing soldiers were killed, and even the last one who was about to run out of the temple gate was also shot by him with a sword and shot on the threshold.

"Senior brother, why did you kill my senior brother,"

Finally stopped killing, and blood slowly flowed down Li Shuangxi's face and down to his neck. A young monk suddenly jumped in from outside the door and threw himself on a bloody man. Only then did Li Shuangxi see that the one lying on the ground was actually the great monk who took him into the mountain gate. Could it be that he killed the red eye just now, and even the great monk was killed together!

"Wu'er, are you going to see if the old monk is still there?" Li Shuangxi was looking at the little monk in a daze, and he didn't notice that King Chuang had walked to his side.

Li Shuangxi couldn't face the hateful eyes of the little monk, turned around and listened to King Chuang's words, and went to the meditation hall to find the old monk.

There was still only a faint light in the meditation hall, and the old monk sat there motionless, as if everything that happened outside the door had nothing to do with him at all.

"Old monk," Li Shuangxi slowly walked behind him lightly, how could he bear to do it behind such an old man's back again.

"Old monk," Li Shuangxi reached out and patted his back gently, but the old monk still didn't respond. Li Shuangxi realized that the situation was wrong, turned to the opposite side of him, reached out to probe his snort, and there was no trace of life.

Oh my God, the old monk has run out of oil and the lamp has dried up, and he is sitting down.

Li Shuangxi didn't know whether to be happy or sad in his heart, and quickly moved out of the meditation room.

In the courtyard behind, there was no longer a living figure, only King Chuang was left with a long sword, standing there alone, and under his sword lay the corpse of the little monk.