"Bang"

With a loud bang, the door of the closed justice hall was smashed out of a big hole.

The roaring light of the fire reflected in the hall along the smashed hole, brightening the house with the brazier.

Under the firelight, a petite figure wearing a hat and a night robe walked into the hall with stiff steps.

Behind her, a string of blood-colored footprints was left behind.

This big boss of the mountain bandit village on the shore of Weishan Lake has been frightened.

He clutched the big knife in his hand, and a group of equally frightened bandits gathered around him, watching the female evil star in front of him walk towards them step by step.

"This woman!"

The big boss gritted his teeth and shouted:

"You and I have no grievances, why do you want to break my cottage and kill my brother today!"

Xiuhe didn't answer.

This indifferent attitude made the big boss resentful.

But there is another sense of helplessness.

They are just a very inconspicuous group of large and small cottages on the shore of Weishan Lake, and they are all a group of green forest heroes who do business without capital.

There is no excellent martial arts, so he relies on ferocity and violence to oppress the people around him.

I really encountered a hard idea, but there was no way at all.

"I still have some belongings in my cottage."

He looked at the frightened bandits around him, and knew that it was useless to resist, so he shouted again:

"The woman can take it, and it will be regarded as the money for my life.

This cottage has been broken, I have no livelihood, I have to go down the mountain to be a good person, the woman has the virtue of a good life, how about letting me wait for a horse? ”

Xiuhe still didn't answer.

She's just an emotionless organist.

The order received was to raze this small cottage of only more than thirty people, and recharge it in the body, before the operation of the true qi stopped.

The person in front of him must die.

Three feet away, she stopped.

This once made the eyes of the big boss happy, thinking that he could escape, but he saw Xiuhe raise his left hand.

In the sound of chains, the fist that parted its five fingers flew out like an arrow.

It was urgent and fast, which made the bandits in front of him look at it.

The big boss knew something was wrong.

But before he could lift the knife, Xiuhe's fingers were clasped on his shoulder.

In the sound of the machine spring, the chain was retracted, and the big boss screamed, and he was pulled to his feet by Xiuhe like a cloud.

"Bang"

Xiuhe pierced a sharp cone under his left foot, and his left leg was lifted up like a war hammer.

In the splattering of blood, the big boss was pierced through the heart and killed on the spot.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the remaining bandits shouted and pounced.

The machine people didn't look at them, a black iron plate was shot out of their arms, and in the rapid rotation, more than a dozen small flying knives were sent in all directions, poking the remaining bandits into thousands of holes.

The entire righteous hall was full of blood, Xiuhe picked up the small iron plate beating on the ground, buckled back the groove of his arm, and carried the body of the big boss.

Still stiff at the pace, he walked out of the hole he had punched before.

Beyond the cottage, there is already a sea of fire.

Shen Qiu, who was carrying a knife box and a hat, was looking for a corpse in a place, and at his feet, there was a corpse that was still intact.

Seeing Xiuhe coming over, Shen Qiu, who was looking for him in a corpse, said without raising his head:

"That big boss barely meets the requirements, throw it in the wagon, and throw this guy in too...

Among the more than 30 people, only two of them meet the conditions, and this organ is a martial guard, and I don't think it's hopeful to popularize it. ”

He complained, and in the sea of fire, Xiuhe was still silent.

An hour later, Shen Qiu drove the carriage to a small wharf in Weishan Lake, where a small boat was moored on the edge of the lake at night.

Shen Qiu approached the boat and saw that Ai Dacha was busy.

He threw down his hat and said:

"I found three more, counting the ones I found a few days ago, it's already enough for ten, so I don't need to look for it again, right?"

"It's terrible."

Ai Dacha held the bone cutting knife and said without looking back:

"It's also an inferior thing when it is made, such a broken thing, if it is seen by the old thing, I am afraid that I will laugh off my big teeth."

"It's all said to be a 'downgraded version'."

Shen Qiu leaned against the side of the cabin, picked up a handkerchief, wiped the greedy wolf knife, and said casually:

"It's just consumables, who cares about these cannon fodder?

And that's it, I think your martial arts production requirements are too harsh, and there is no possibility of mass production at all, so can't you simplify the craftsmanship? ”

"Hush."

The Qingyang Demon Lord snorted dissatisfiedly, and he said:

"It has been more than 1,000 years since the establishment of Momen, and it has been striving for excellence.

It's good that you're just getting involved in mechanical arts, so you're trying to cut corners, and if you were in Momen, you'd have been beaten to death by those old immortal things. ”

"You're just old-fashioned."

Shen Qiu also snorted, and he said:

"You said it yourself, it takes more than half a year to be a delicate martial guard, but it only takes a few days to be an inferior puppet.

By the time you've built a good guard, I'll have already made hundreds of puppets.

Maybe my hundreds of puppets can't beat your puppets, but if they are thrown on the battlefield, I don't believe it, you can kill people at a speed that can catch up with my hundreds of puppets? ”

"This Mojia technique, in my opinion, is the science of battle formation, and it is best to use it to attack cities and plunder land, but you have to treat it as a secret book of rivers and lakes.

I am really on the wrong path. ”

The more Shen Qiu spoke, the more energetic he became, and after he finished wiping the knife, he said to Ai Dacha:

"Just like you, a person with great skills, if you want to, you can form an army by yourself.

No matter what kind of big faction he is, the seven sects of the Demon Sect, if one person kills it, he can slaughter the sect, and if he enters the world, he will be the important weapon of the country.

What kind of marquis worships the prime minister, glory and wealth, it is just an instant. ”

Ai Dacha listened to Shen Qiu's braggadocio to himself, but he didn't answer, but he didn't stop the work at hand.

Half an hour later, an inferior puppet was made.

When it comes to refinement, it is simply a place and a day than Xiuhe.

This thing is to hollow out the flesh and blood, put the mechanism utensils, clockwork springs, etc. into it, and leave no meridians and blood vessels.

gave up his true qi, only the skeleton was left, and there were all kinds of machine blades hidden on his body, but he couldn't move by himself like Xiuhe.

The Usurper Gu was also a precious thing, so naturally it couldn't be used on these low-level puppets.

They are equipped with clockwork and can charge their own power, but like marionettes, they need to be manipulated by others, Shen Qiu saw Ai Dacha play the piano, waving his five fingers, and the puppet stood up.

His face was covered with all kinds of stitch marks, and there were no eyes in his sockets.

Instead, there are two bamboo pipe hidden weapons, which look very infiltrating.

This thing is to leave the human body structure.

But in reality, it's a humanoid artifact.

It's not intelligent, it can only attack in a set way, one by one.

Except for great strength, high defense, and not afraid of sword slashing, it is almost useless.

"Wow"

As Ai Dacha's true qi was injected into this puppet, several sharp blades popped out of its hands and arms at the same time, and it looked a little mighty.

"Did you use your true qi to turn into 'silk threads' to manipulate the puppet?"

Shen Qiu looked at the various movements made by the puppet under Ai Dacha's command, as well as the sound of bones and metal colliding, and he asked curiously:

"This is also one of the martial arts of the Mo family?"

"Not really."

Ai Dacha frowned, looking at the shoddy puppet in front of him.

In the eyes of a mechanism master like him, it was like a stinking mass of garbage, and it simply stinked.

Craftsman spirit.

Nature cannot allow itself to make such rough things.

He said casually:

"It's just a technique used by true qi, and the Mo family calls it 'Gong Lose Skill', which is said to have been developed by the second Juzi Gong Loss Class of Momen.

However, there is also talent in hard training, and ordinary disciples can also learn, but the true qi is not enough, and it is difficult to learn. ”

"Teach me."

Shen Qiu said suddenly.

This made Ai Dacha stop his movements, he looked at Shen Qiu with strange eyes, and said:

"Do you know that stealing other martial arts is a serious crime in the eyes of you righteous people!

Are you crazy? ”

"Pull it down."

Shen Qiu waved his hand, and he said:

"My master has been dead for almost a year, don't you think that my martial arts are all realized by myself?

Besides, the distinction between good and evil seems too funny to me.

Those who learn martial arts are people, just like people who hold a sword to hurt others and do good deeds are their own choices, and they don't blame the person who holds the sword, but blame the sword.

Isn't this a brain break? ”

He shrugged his shoulders and said to himself:

"I don't believe it, the people of the rivers and lakes don't do bad things when they enter the right path, and I don't believe that the Demon Sect is a group of wolf-hearted and dog-hearted people. Are there any good and bad people in this world?

It's just a purpose, and the style of action is different.

Could it be that your demon cult is so evil that even martial arts can tempt people's hearts? If you learn it, you will become a heinous demon? I don't think so, can I? ”

"Hey, your idea of hitting the street is a little different from others, and my brother Zhang also said the same thing."

Ai Dachamo rubbed his chin and stared at Shen Qiu with a pair of big and small eyes, and he said:

But I don't believe it!

Unless, you make it yourself for Lao Tzu to see. ”

Qingyang Demon Lord sneered a few times, and he said:

"When you were looking for materials for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu went to the nearby hidden building, and wanted to buy something, but he heard an interesting story.

On the shore of this Weishan Lake, there is a Tibetan Dao Gate, which is just an ordinary third-rate sect, but it prides itself on being righteous.

Lao Tzu heard that the owner of the Tibetan Daomen took a concubine for his son two months ago, and he had a marriage contract, so he colluded with the government and forced his fiancé to death.

The poor woman passed the door, and within a few days she committed suicide by hanging herself.

Everyone in the vicinity knows about this, but no one dares to take care of it, just because the Tibetan Dao Gate is a righteous sect, and it is said that it has something to do with the Jade Emperor Palace of Mount Tai. ”

Ai Dacha snorted, and he said:

"Lao Tzu hates this kind of deception and fame thief the most in his life, and he has to set up a torii when he becomes a bitch.

If it weren't for Lao Tzu's inconvenience to make a move now, he would have gone to destroy the dog thief who forced people to die tonight, and slaughtered the Tibetan knife gate that deceived the world and stole his name.

But now, Lao Tzu is called.

Your martial arts are so-so, so you went to take the head of the master of the Tibetan Sword Gate back, Lao Tzu believed you, this public loses skillful hands, and Lao Tzu also teaches you wholeheartedly. ”

Shen Qiu raised his head, he looked at Ai Dacha, the Demon Lord's eyes were serious.

He sighed and said:

"I'm just casually saying, why do you have to force me to do this?

Just when I just bragged casually, can't I? ”

"No way!"

The Qingyang Demon Lord's face, full of meat, was full of seriousness, and he said:

"My eldest brother Zhang has the same idea as you, and he said that this chaos in the rivers and lakes, in the final analysis, is the difference between good and evil. Brother Zhang is bent on removing the difference between good and evil in the rivers and lakes.

It's a pity that Sister-in-law Feng died of a serious illness, so that Brother Zhang no longer has the heart to care about the rivers and lakes. If you have said this, I cannot pretend that I have not heard it. ”

Ai Dacha incarnated as Zhang Moxie's fan circle fan brother at this time, and he said seriously:

"You said that there are bad people in the righteous path and good people in the Demon Sect, which makes Lao Tzu quite appreciative.

But let's take a look, you Shen Qiu, is a man who dares to say and do, or a turtle coward who can only talk and cannon!

Of course, if you don't want to go, Lao Tzu won't force you.

It's just Brother Zhang's greedy wolf knife, and Lao Tzu has to take it back! ”

The Demon Lord's tone turned cold, and there was a three-point sarcasm in his big and small eyes, and he said:

"Turtle cowards and the like are not worthy of using my big brother Zhang's knife! How? Shen Qiu, do you dare to uphold justice for the woman who died in vain? ”

"Go, go!"

Shen Qiu was swept away by Ai Dacha, and there was a fire in his heart, and when he heard about the evil thing, he got up.

He said to Ai Dacha:

"From now on, you can't call me 'Hit the Street' anymore! And the man who loses skillfully, if you preach, you must teach with your heart! ”

Seeing Shen Qiu walk out of the cabin, Ai Dacha slapped Xiuhe on the shoulder with a palm of his hand, replenishing the true qi in the body of this organ.

He said to Shen Qiu:

"Piercing the clouds will help you sneak into the Tibetan Knife Gate, Xiuhe, you will also take it with you.

If you're pounced... If you Shen Qiu died there, Lao Tzu would naturally collect the body for you. ”

Shen Qiu didn't answer, and swept up to the lakeside with Xiuhe, and there was a low eagle in the night, guiding Shen Qiu's way forward.

After Shen Qiu left a stick of incense, Ai Dacha walked out of the cabin, outside the boat, in the heart of this small lake, there was a shadowy person, standing on the water, like a ghost.

He was holding a lazy tanuki in his arms.

"Brother Zhang!"

Ai Dacha flew forward, his toes rippling on the surface of the lake, and just like that person, he stood firmly on the water, his true qi gathered on the soles of his feet, so that he would not fall into the water, as light as a feather.

With great respect, he said to the man:

"If you can't get used to the hidden knife door, wave your hand and destroy it, if the eldest brother is inconvenient to make a move, let's go on a big trip, and we will also make the incense kung fu, so that the wicked man can destroy the door.

Why bother so much, you have to let Shen Qiu do this? ”

"What a difference."

Zhang Moxie, who was holding the civet cat, chuckled, he looked at the lake under the moon, and said softly:

"I'm just like you, I want to see if this Shen Qiu dares to say and do, or is he just a gutless rat with a mouth and no heart."

"Big brother, you're doing such a boring thing again."

Ai Dacha smiled, he rubbed his hands, and said to Zhang Moxie:

"Let's make a big difference, see that Shen Qiu is just a junior in the rivers and lakes, what kind of virtue can he have, so that the eldest brother can value it so much?"

"Just because he is the master of the sword and jade."

Zhang Moxie stroked the civet cat in his arms, and in the soft and glutinous cat meow, he said to Ai Dacha:

"Shen Qiu's life is destined to be extraordinary, but he hasn't been able to leap into the dragon gate yet.

Recently, I want to go back to Kunlun, so I will trouble you to help me take care of Shen Qiu, don't let him die before he is fledgling. ”

"Got it, big brother, let's do a big job, you can rest assured!"

Ai Dacha patted his chest and nodded in agreement.

Zhang Moxie nodded, turned around and flew lightly in the middle of the lake, like a feather in the wind, fluttering, and disappeared into the night lake with a rise and fall.

And his voice, echoing in Ai Dacha's ears.

"Don't take care of it too carefully, the young tiger roars in the mountains and forests, and the young eagle spreads its wings and flies, all of them have to fight for their lives, and they just want to keep him from dying.

The rest depends on his own creation in this river and lake. ”