Fang Hatshui once thought many times that one day he would be favored by a very high and very high master in the world, and then passed on that he was a peerless scholar and swept the martial arts world unparalleled. And on the way from the small county town to Chang'an City, he imagined countless times that a handsome and handsome young man like himself would have any sexual encounters? If you don't have either, it's a bit of a stretch.

In fact, he is twenty-two years old this year and has never met either.

There were no ups and downs in the first twenty-two years of life, he practiced martial arts since he was a child but his talent was not high, his family was quite rich in the county, his father gritted his teeth and sent two hundred taels of silver to the county master's father-in-law to congratulate him on his birthday, and then asked his son for an errand to catch fast. Fang hated water luck, after two years of catching fast, he caught his head because he drank too much wine and went to the Qinglou to have fun, and he died immediately. As the second highest martial artist in a small county, he naturally made a head catcher after the death of the first highest.

However, in the past 22 years, there has never been a single person outside the world.

Speaking of sexual encounters, before leaving the small county town, Fang Hatshui deliberately dressed up. He heard that the women in the imperial capital were not only as beautiful as fairies but also enthusiastic, and after carefully looking at himself in front of the bronze mirror, he was sure that he still had some capital. But he overlooked one thing, the small county town was too far away from the imperial capital. There are many boats in the small county south of the Yangtze River, but there is not even a horse in the county yali. In addition, the travel expenses given to him by the county magistrate were really limited, so he could only move forward in a hurry.

Only a few hundred miles after he walked out, his new head-catching official uniform was already covered with dust. So he found that if he didn't enter the Qinglou ruthlessly, he really wouldn't have any sexual encounters.

But is prostitution an affair? Count? Count?

The reason why Fang Hatshui came to the imperial capital was because of a murder in a fishing village in his small county a year ago. And the identity of the deceased person was a little special, it turned out to be more than a dozen bald monks, so the county magistrate did not dare to delay, and hurriedly wrote a note and sent it to the Imperial Capital Criminal Department through the official post.

More than a dozen monks had died in the empire, and the people of the Criminal Department felt the need to investigate in detail. So he ordered the county commander to send someone to the imperial capital to report the case in detail, and Fang Hatshui was the host of this case, so he could only travel thousands of miles from the small county town to the imperial capital.

The people above say a word, and the people below are tired and break their legs.

Fang Hatshui was once proud of the territory of the Great Sui, and proud to be the people of the largest country in the Central Plains. But after setting off, he realized that being thousands of miles was really not a good thing for him. Relying on two legs to walk to the imperial capital, even if you are tired and don't die, you will have at most half a life left.

Fortunately, his family is quite wealthy. When he went out, his father, who had never been to the imperial capital, stuffed a bag of silver into him, and told him not to be ashamed when he arrived in the imperial capital. Fang hated water and his father said, the emperor is big, do you know? At least ten times larger than the county seat! Do you know how big the palace is? At least ten times larger than the county government! Do you know how rich the rich people in the imperial capital are? At least ten times richer than our family!

Fang Hatshui's father's imagination was already very big, but after Fang Hatshui left the small county, he knew that his father had deceived him. Even the county town is at least 30 times larger than the small county town, even the county government is at least 30 times larger than the county government, and even the rich people in the county town are at least 300 times richer than his family, or even 3,000 times 30,000 times.

The longer he walked, the more Fang Hatshui felt small.

He didn't dare to spend more money on the way, but by the time he arrived in Gyeonggi Province, he couldn't even afford to sit in a carriage. Now he realizes that travel is really not a life for the poor. The county magistrate firmly thought that thirty taels of silver was enough for him to make a round trip to the imperial capital, how shameful and ignorant it was.

After entering Gyeonggi Province, Fang Hatsu began to walk and walked all the way north along the official road. Finally, when he was begging for water in a small village next to the official road, he found out that it was only seventy miles away from the imperial capital Chang'an. He saw a ruined temple not far away, and planned to go in and rest for a while, pour out the sand from his boots, and pick up the blood blisters on his feet. Then eat some dry food, and if there is a clean place, you can even get some sleep before continuing on the road.

The sun above his head was too vicious, and his exposed neck had been sunburned.

But when he was about to walk to the ruined temple, he suddenly fainted as soon as it was dark in front of him. When he woke up, he found himself in a small forest. Not far from him sat two people, one old and one young.

"Who are you?"

Fang Hatshui asked, and then remembered that he was in a coma before, and hurriedly got up and hugged his fists and said: "Thank you two for saving each other, but I can't repay you for being shy in my pocket, so I can only ask the names of the two Engongs, and when I go home, I will give Engong the longevity tablet." ”

He waited for a while and saw no answer from the two, straightened up and looked over, first in a trance, then suddenly came to his senses and immediately jumped back.

"Monk?!"

He subconsciously touched the waist knife beside him, only to find that the knife was taken by the young monk at some point. The young monk was chopping branches with his knife, and then he quickly tied a simple palanquin with his hands and feet, which looked like a sliding pole.

"Come here"

After the young monk tied the sedan chair, the other party waved to the resentful water: "You are in the back, I am in the front." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Fang Ha asked subconsciously.

Then he saw the old monk sitting on the sedan chair, naturally. That kind of posture, just let the Buddha be born to be admired, born to be carried by others, born to be a big man.

"You mean, let me carry this old monk with you? No, no, although you saved my life, I still have a business trip, and I have to go to the Imperial Capital Criminal Department to report the case. Go by yourself, I don't want to report it to the government for your sake of saving me, if others see the monk appearing in Dasui, you don't have any good fruit to eat! ”

When it came to eating, he didn't know why the young monk looked at him so strangely.

"Either you carry it or you die."

Chenya raised his finger and pointed at the big stone beside Fang Qishui, so there was a round hole on the stone. It was as if the big rock was a small hole in a piece of tofu that someone poked out with chopsticks. Fang Hatshui was startled, went over to look at it, touched it with his fingers, and then suddenly said: "Don't scare me, there is such a hole in this stone!" ”

Chenya was slightly stunned, scolded an idiot, and then clicked again.

There was another hole in the stone, Fang Hatshui's face changed, and he suddenly felt that his legs were very weak, and then he sat on the ground and couldn't stand up.

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The old monk sitting on the sliding rod was eating Fang Hatshui's dry food, and the young monk walking in front was also eating Fang Hatshui's dry food. Only Fang hates water and can't eat his own dry food. Not only dry food, but also water was robbed by the two monks. As a headhunter, Fang Hates Shui has the consciousness of fighting to the death with a strongman, but he has not yet mustered up this courage.

When he left home, his father told him not to be relentless if he encountered robbers along the way. If you want money, give it to him, and it's a big deal to come back after begging. As long as life is still alive, when can't you take revenge?

It was the most plausible thing his father had ever said, because he thought so too. Although he has been practicing martial arts for more than ten years, he can also identify the scars left by various weapons. But this has nothing to do with his own level of cultivation, his hometown is too small, so small that there is no one who can cultivate.

And now by his side are two people who can cultivate.

A monk who can practice.

"Where are you taking me?"

Fang Hatshui hesitated for a while and couldn't help but ask, because he found that the route he walked completely avoided the official road, and he had been walking through the fields or woods, and the farther he walked away from the imperial capital Chang'an City. And the old monk had been closing his eyes and recuperating, and the young monk had been silent.

"If you don't take me with you, you'll go faster."

Fang Hatshui moved the position of the pole, feeling the pain on his shoulder: "I can see that both of you are people who can cultivate, it seems that anyone who can cultivate can fly, right?" I don't care what you have done, but you are flying, what are you doing with me, how slow is it to walk like this...... What if someone catches up? I'm a burden to you, am I? ”

"Shut up!"

The young monk glared at him and said, "With you, there is naturally a reason to bring you." ”

Fang Hatshui didn't dare to look at the young monk's cruel eyes, and from this look, he was sure that this monk had killed people. It is absolutely impossible for an ordinary person to have such palpitating eyes. So he wisely chose to shut up, and then secretly wondered how to escape.

After he tried several times to find water and food, he was beaten a few times, and finally determined that he was really unlucky this time. He just couldn't figure out why the two monks had to bring themselves. If they really committed a crime in Dasui, why didn't they rush to escape?

So in the next boring moment, he kept thinking about it.

He is a fast catcher, and he is used to thinking from the position of a prisoner. After thinking about it for a while, he came up with an answer, which he thought was reasonable.

Those two monks must have committed a great sin, so they were hunted down by the people of the Great Sui. And the cultivation of these two people must be outrageously high, so the people who hunt them down must also be outrageously high. In his cognition, those who can practice can fly. Since this is the case, according to normal reasoning, if these two monks want to escape, they must fly very quickly. And those who are chasing them will naturally fly very quickly.

If he could think of this, then the two monks must have thought the same way. Those who were chasing them must have thought that the two monks would run fast, so they must have chased quickly. So the two monks did not flee quickly, and walked slowly as they are now. This is done in order to get rid of the pursuit.

Fang Hatshui felt that he had guessed correctly, but in fact he had guessed correctly.

And what he didn't understand was, why did these two monks bring themselves?

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By nightfall, Fang Hatshui finally vaguely knew what he was for.

Since the two monks decided not to flee in a hurry but to walk slowly, they needed someone to fetch water for them and find food to find their way. The two of them can't show their faces, and they are their tools.

"Go find water"

After stopping in a forest, the young monk gave a cold command and sat down to rest. Fang Hatshui's shoulders hurt very much, his legs hurt too, and his feet with blood blisters hurt even more. But he knew that if he hesitated, that guy would definitely come up with some means to torture him.

So he didn't hesitate and immediately turned around and picked up the water bladder to find water.

"If you try to run away again, I'll cut your flesh. Cut off the flesh and then tie you with wound medicine, keep cutting, keep dressing, to ensure that you can't die before only the bones are left, and you can't die if you want to. ”

The young monk whispered coldly, then rested on the stone with his eyes closed.

Fang Hatshui scolded in a low voice, and couldn't help but shudder when he imagined the scene of his meat being cut in his mind. He had heard that the Buddhists preached compassion, and now he realized that it was all a goddamn lie.

"Why wait until he wants to run away before cutting the flesh?"

At this time, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes and said softly: "Only if you have cut the flesh, he will really not run away again." If it doesn't hurt, you don't know how terrible it is, and the Sui people don't have awe in their hearts, so you should let him know what awe is. ”

The young monk was stunned for a moment, then leaned over and said, "Disciple understands." ”

At this moment, Fang Hatshui felt that his heart was stopping. And then...... He turned and ran. But there's no point in running.

PS: If you forget whose friend Fang Hatshui is, you can go back and read Chapter 4. This foreshadowing is only now, and the interval is indeed a bit long.

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