The prodigal monk stood under the tree, looking at the Qian kidnapper who was knocked unconscious by him in front of him and Lang Mutou who was injured and unconscious.

There was a strange expression on his face, and the beads in his hand rotated more and more frequently.

Looking at the way the money kidnapper spoke before, it didn't seem to be lying, that is to say, this gang of old bandits from the village may not really come to hurt the iron boy.

This is beyond the thinking of the prodigal monk.

The reason why he wants to intercept these bandits here is to do that "charcoal in the snow".

borrowed the heads of these two senior leaders to establish a good relationship with Fan Qingqing and his party.

But at this time, getting a glimpse of the truth made the monk think more deeply.

This thing is weird inside and out!

That is not the owner of the village, uneven guns and hatred, but a famous master in the world, if he invites other heaven or earth lists, to go to the village as a guest, it is reasonable.

But what kind of identity is this hatred, and what kind of madness is it, so that he has to invite a penniless young man to go to the village of right and wrong to be a "guest"?

And this high-ranking leader also said that it was "the honored guest of the owner of the village".

If this is true.

That proves that the monk looked away, and the young man who folded iron was definitely not only born with divine power, but also had strange muscles and bones, which was as simple as attracting the Qingyang Demon Lord to track him for thousands of miles.

It is said that the child was an orphan...

Perhaps, his elders also have something to do with the hatred.

The Wandering Monk narrowed his eyes.

He felt that his guess was inseparable, and if this was true, then he might be able to use this relationship to get a touch of right and wrong.

In this way, his niece Lei Shiyin, if there is something unbearable, maybe in addition to Nirvana Temple, there will be one more life-saving straw.

This grudge is uneven, and he has never had much contact with the Demon Sect.

With the unruly character of the uneven gun who vows to eradicate the injustices in the world, even if he faces the old man of Peach Blossom, he is not afraid, after all, he also has the supreme twelve weapons in his hands.

The more the monk thought about it, the more happy he became.

There is such an unexpected gain from this trip.

It seems that his niece Shiyin is really blessed with fate.

The monk had a plan in his heart, so he pronounced the Buddha's name, put the black Buddha stick behind his back, reached out and grabbed the two unconscious senior leaders, spread out the vertical, and flew towards Xiao Tie.

Not long after, the blood-stained monk appeared in front of the two sides of the confrontation.

Qingqing blinked in confusion.

She knew the monk in front of her.

When she was in Lei Mansion, Shiyin specially introduced her, and this uncle, who is said to be Shiyin, loves her very much.

But how could this monk appear in the land of Qilu?

"Amitabha, young girl, don't come unharmed?"

A gentle smile appeared on the face of the Lang Monk, and with the blood stains on his monk's robe, it looked a little weird.

He threw the two unconscious leaders in his hands to the ground, and explained to Qingqing:

"My niece Shiyin can't worry about you and your brother, so she begged me to protect you secretly.

A few miles away, I met these two bandits, and I was afraid that they would hurt you, so I took them and caught them. ”

"Ah, that's right."

Qingqing heard the Lang Seng say that he was begged by Shiyin to protect her, and her heart warmed, so she hugged the Lang Seng with a fist, she said:

"Then thank you master, and thank you Shiyin."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Lang Seng smiled and glanced at Xiao Tie behind Qingqing, and said:

"You and Shiyin are best friends, just like her, just call me uncle, or call me 'hate'.

But I have one more important thing to say. ”

The monk looked at the bandits gathered around him, and then at the young man who was standing on the side of the road shaking a fan, and said to the people in front of him:

"I heard a strange thing from these two bandit leaders.

They are not here to hurt the little brother of Zhitie or Qingqing, on the contrary, they say that they are here to pick up the little brother of Zhitie and go to the village of right and wrong as a guest...

He also said that the little brother of Zhetie is a 'distinguished guest' who is not the owner of the village! ”

As soon as the Lang Monk's words fell, the little leader who was hit by the acupoint and couldn't move shouted with a stiff neck:

"Did you hear me? You guys, I'm not lying! ”

Xiao Tie and Qingqing were a little embarrassed for a while.

Qingqing couldn't wipe his face away, but Xiao Tie honestly said to the little leader:

"It's my fault this time, it's all my fault, and please don't blame my brother and Qingqing."

"You killed my brother!"

The little leader gritted his teeth and said:

"They are all good men who have eliminated violence and peace, but they died in your hands for no reason, and it will be over with just an apology?"

"If it weren't for what happened before, Xiao Tie wouldn't think you were bad people."

Qingqing pouted and said:

"In the final analysis, who is to blame for your lax and unstrict control and ruined your reputation?"

Seeing that the quarrel between the two sides was escalating, Hua Qing, who had not spoken, shook her head, shook her hand and threw out a finger qi, like a light wind, hitting the little leader's chest and unraveling his acupoint.

The boy said aloud:

"Don't make a noise yet! You haven't made it clear yet. ”

He looked at the monk and said:

"This master, please wake up these two big leaders and ask them again."

The Wandering Monk nodded.

Hua Qing's finger just now relieved the acupoint, which made him realize that the young boy in front of him who was wearing a Confucian shirt and shaking a folding fan was probably also a hidden character.

Is this another friend of Shen Qiu's rushing to help?

This Shen Qiu has little ability.

But I have a lot of friends.

Thinking so, he bent down and injected his true qi into the bodies of Qian Guizi and Lang Mutou, awakening them.

Although it is biased towards combat, the healing effect is also quite good.

As soon as the true qi entered the body, the two old bandits opened their eyes, their faces were very pale, but they saw the young man with a heavy sword at a glance.

"Is that him?"

Qian Kidnapper didn't care about the people around him, so he asked Lang Mutou, who had a better brain.

The latter carefully looked at Zhetie's height and size, then nodded, and said:

"Yes! It's him in the portrait. ”

"Why did you invite Xiao Tie to go to the right and wrong village?"

Qingqing asked loudly.

The two high-ranking leaders glanced at each other, and Qian Kidnapper said:

"I can't tell you this, we can only say that we have no ill intentions."

"No way!"

Qingqing said sharply:

"If you don't say it, Xiao Tie won't go!

Who knows what your idea is, if you break your heart and hurt Xiao Tie, who can stop the uneven gun from going crazy?

That's the master of the evil way! ”

Qian Kidnapper and Lang Mutou were a little helpless, and the lame bandit thought about it and whispered:

"It's not that we don't say it, there are so many people, there is no way to say it, it's a confidential matter, and if you want to say it, you can only say it to this young man alone.

These are people I trust! ”

Xiao Tie took a step forward and said to Qian Kidnapper:

"If you can say it to me, you can say it to them!"

The mountain ghost glanced back at the young man, who took a few steps back neatly, indicating that he was not interested in knowing the secret.

But that's just a statement.

With the masters of the land list, coupled with the means of the descendants of the Immortal Sect, at such a distance, even if these people whisper and speak, they can't hide it from him at all.

Qian Kidnapper and Lang Mutou exchanged glances again, and after a few breaths, Lang Mutou, a tall, thin, and thin guy like a bamboo pole, said to Zhetie in a weak voice:

"Let me ask you, a few days ago, when you fought with those miscellaneous people who ruined the reputation of my village, did you lose a jade lock?"

This question made Xiao Tie's expression change.

He nodded.

"Good."

Lang Mutou took a breath and asked again:

"Is there two words on the jade pendant?"

"Yes."

Xiao Tie's heart began to pound.

He had a hunch that something was about to happen.

Some secrets are about to be revealed.

In the complicated gaze of his eyes, Lang Mutou told the answer to the riddle.

He whispered:

"My family is in charge, and when the grass has not yet fallen, its name is 'Qiu Yunshu'."

"Ahh

Zhetie's eyes were round, and the heavy sword in his hand was a little difficult to hold.

Joy, doubt, anticipation, dazed, excited, lost.

All kinds of different, even diametrically opposed emotions, at this moment, like overturning the seasoning jar, rose and fell in the heart of this ignorant young man

It can be called a mixed taste.

That kind of complicated emotions made him even lose his ability to think for a while, and he was silent for a long time, like a sluggish sculpture.

Qingqing looked at Xiao Tie worriedly.

Xiao Tie's jade lock, she has also seen it

She naturally knew what this news meant to Xiao Tie, and the mountain ghost still had an indifferent look on his face, but his gaze was also beating back and forth on Xiao Tie and the gangsters.

The young man in the back is even more like hearing peerless gossip.

The smile was gentle, and there was a hint of interest in the smile like an old cat.

Master is right.

In this world, there are always all kinds of bizarre things, which seem impossible, but they are reasonable.

Experiencing such bizarre things is much more interesting than staying in the mountains and doing penance.

The only one present whose face remained unchanged was the life-hating prodigal monk.

He bowed his head and turned the beads, as if chanting prayers for the deceased.

But in fact, the Lang Monk's heart was already tumbling endlessly like the raging waves of the sea at this time.

Lang Mutou's two questions, coupled with the final conclusion, as well as the change in Xiao Tie's demeanor, made it easy for the monk to guess the riddle.

It also made him feel ecstatic in his heart.

When they set off before, he and Lei Ye both thought that Shen Qiu was the strange thing!

But now, the development of things has exceeded everyone's expectations, and the honest young man in front of him is the real strange thing to live in!

The Buddha is above!

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Qiu Buping is because all his relatives lost their lives because of the ransacking of their homes by the rebels, so that his temperament changed greatly and he became a legend of a generation of green forests.

It was the suffering of losing everything that made today's heavenly list master.

It is the heaviness of the broken life that has made the unruly and uneven gun that does its own thing.

But now, he learned that Qiu Buping still has a young son alive!

If this news spreads, the entire rivers and lakes will probably set off some waves.

"Shiyin is really a blessed person!"

This thought reappeared in the mind of the monk Lang, making his belief in the Buddha more sincere. TV updates the fastest //

He felt that this was his own prayer, and the Buddha heard it, so he gave Lei Shiyin a great opportunity through his hand.

If you can let Shiyin's niece have something to do with this iron-folding boy.

Once Shiyin's secret is exposed, the revenge will definitely do anything to protect Shiyin's safety.

The kindness of a heavenly master!

What an unavoidable opportunity!

"Little Iron! Little Iron? ”

Qingqing called several times in a row before waking up the sluggish Xiao Tie, he looked at Qingqing blankly, revealing a sense of confusion from the inside out.

"Are you going to the village?"

Qingqing asked directly, Xiao Tie hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice:

"I... I do not know.

I also thought about what my family would be like if they were really alive.

Maybe it's an ordinary farmer who has no quarrel with the world, maybe it's a businessman who does a small business, maybe they're dead..."

Xiao Tie gritted his teeth, and he said:

"But now, they say, my father is a bandit who is the king of the mountains, and he is still the most powerful bandit leader in the world.

This... I don't know what to do with that. ”

"Qingqing, you can make a decision for me."

Xiao Tie looked at Qingqing, at this moment he was a little dispossessed, he prayed and said:

"You say, should I go?"

"This..."

How can Qingqing make a decision for Xiao Tie?

She knows that Xiao Tie is a kind-hearted person, and her senior brother has repeatedly said that Xiao Tie is a very simple child with good thoughts.

But now, he has encountered the biggest problem of his life.

"Amitabha."

A Buddha horn came slowly.

The monk turned the Buddha beads and said to the confused young man in a deep and calm voice:

"Little brother Zhetie, if you are confused, you will not be in a good mood, you are at a loss, and you will not be able to make a decision at this time. As...

Take a break, slow down, and make plans? ”

With pity on his face, he said:

"Wait for me to collect these bones and do a ritual for them, and after the soul of the dead is overcome, I think the little brother will also calm his mind and make a decision according to what he thinks."

Xiao Tie was stunned.

He thought about it and felt that what the monk said was reasonable.

He folded his hands and bowed slightly to the monk, and said:

"That's what the master said. First of all, surpass these innocent souls who died because of me, and I will also help. ”

"Good, good."

The monk was solemn, smiled at the folding iron, he held the Buddha beads, and said softly:

"The benefactor has a heart, and he is truly a person with a good heart."

"The Buddha will bless you."