Chapter 50: The Assassin and the Monk Who Meet
The mountains are deep and the forests are quiet.
The tired bird did not fly back.
This battle lasted from midnight to close to noon, and for a while, this grove was really full of masters.
But now that the birds are gone, when Fang Bei took Xue Ling down the tree and came to Kongwu, there was almost no anger around.
If there is, it is the butterfly lady who was seriously injured and knocked unconscious by Kongwu's trick, and she is still lying there, which is half alive.
Kongwu looked at the two people who appeared in front of him, and he was really a little surprised.
He didn't expect that the two people who had been squatting on it from beginning to end would be so young, they all looked like they were no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, only a little older than the little monk.
"I don't have any more relics." Kongwu got straight to the point and said.
Xue Ling just wanted to speak, but was gently pulled by Fang Bei secretly: "The monk is merciful, and he saves the life of his lover with relics, and I see it all." β
"You don't come for the relics?" Sora asked a little surprised.
This is something he did not expect.
The reason why someone dared to intercept and kill him, a senior monk of Shaolin Temple, in such a big battle, was that he had a strange treasure.
Even if it is said that Kongwu, a first-class martial artist, is not a three-year-old child walking in the downtown with gold, but people die for money, birds die for food, and on the rivers and lakes, martial arts is the most hard-hitting currency.
Besides, even if it is a first-class martial artist, who doesn't want to go further?
This time, he was able to send Hei Wu, a super-first-class powerhouse with strong means and no face at all, to intercept Kongwu, which shows the extent of those people behind him.
However, when Fang Bei didn't care about the relics at all, and even directly said the whereabouts of the relics, Kongwu was really taken aback.
"It is not for the relics." Fang Bei said calmly.
"And what are you for?" Sora Wu couldn't help asking.
"I'm a hive assassin here, and I'm here to be ordered to observe the whereabouts of the master in Los Angeles."
"As long as you truthfully report what happened to the master and inform the whereabouts of the relics together, it is equivalent to saying that the task has been completed." Fang Bei said quietly, meticulous, and also light.
And he stood there, straight as a tree.
Kongwu was stunned: "That's it?" β
Is there really such a person who comes to squat just to squat in the pit?
The task is a mission, but now his life is in danger, and there is a little monk in a coma, before Liu Pingye was scared away by himself on the one hand, and on the other hand, he really asked for something, but he was cut off.
The young man in front of him looks young, but Kongwu is a little unable to see through it.
"That's enough." Fang Bei said.
"Didn't the master say the word fate before, I also pay attention to fate, it's my own thing, I don't give a penny, it's not my own thing, I don't take a penny." Fang Bei looked at Kongwu, and said slowly, word by word.
Kongwu looked at Fang Bei and couldn't help laughing: "You kid." β
"If I weren't what the hell I am now, I'd love to take you as an apprentice."
"Write more about the master's good intentions." Fang Bei shook his head and smiled: "I already have a teacher below, and I can't change the court." β
"Good, good, good." Kong Wu even said three good words: "Dare to ask who the little donor is the teacher, and who can teach the donor such a first-class young talent?" β
Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie and realized that Fang Bie was really more patient than ever before.
Xue Ling didn't know if Fang Bei wanted this relic, to be honest, even Xue Ling himself was a little tempted, although it was a little disgusting to say that Kong Wu directly swallowed the relics for the little monk before, after all, to put it bluntly, the relics were the bones of the Buddha after cremation, but looking at the efficacy, Xue Ling instantly believed that the relics were a divine object in this world.
After all, the effect of the flesh and bones of the living dead is here, and if it is said that it can create a first-class master out of thin air, it may not be said that it is completely impossible.
However, Xue Ling vaguely felt that Fang Bei was really not interested.
Because Fang Bei is a person, he has always paid attention to planning and then acting, judging from his performance of being so afraid of death, and from the previous time when he evaluated the battle between Kongwu and Hei Wu, he said that masters are fighting, and there is a line between life and death, and no one has ever dared to say that he is victorious against the other party.
So if Fang Bei really wants to attack the relics, he wants to be a yellow finch with the praying mantis catching cicadas behind.
Now he already has a series of killers and arrangements for Kongwu, instead of just singing and appearing in front of Kongwu, even saying that he has come down.
Although it is said that when Kongwu opened his mouth to speak, he was talking about two little friends.
However, what about Fang Bei's own martial arts?
This is something that Xue Ling doesn't know no matter what, even if Fang Bei himself practices swords in the courtyard every day, and the wind and clouds are unhindered.
But no matter how Xue Ling looks, the swords that Fang Bei practiced are the most useless and stupid basic swordsmanship.
Fang Bei, such a smart person, chose to practice such a sword, there must be a reason for him.
But this reason is something that Xue Ling doesn't know.
Fang Bei shook his head, not fulfilling the wish of Empty Enlightenment.
And Xue Ling knew that Fang Bei's master would be He Ping if nothing else, but why he concealed it, Xue Ling didn't know.
"Okay." Kongwu sighed: "The old man is about to die, and he may have to die here." β
"Before I die, I want to entrust a little donor with something."
"Dare to ask the little donor if he can agree."
Fang Bei shook his head directly: "No." β
Xue Ling was stunned.
She didn't expect Fang Bei to refuse so decisively.
At least listen to the content of the commission before refusing?
And people are dying, okay, and they are eminent monks, you help him fulfill his wishes, you are doing good deeds, do you know?
You are a killer who creates evil every day, and now you are given a chance to accumulate virtue, and you will not do it.
It really deserves to be alone for the rest of your life.
Kong Wu was stunned, he didn't expect Fang Bei to refuse so directly.
"Can you tell the old man why?" Sora asked.
Fang Bei looked at Kongwu and said seriously: "I hate to trouble others, so I also hate others to trouble myself." β
Xue Ling silently covered her mouth.
She suddenly realized that although she said that she was already very careful, she should have caused Fang Bei a lot of trouble.
But don't you dislike the trouble you have caused him?
But Fang Bei has already made it clear that he won't like himself.
Or as Fang Bei said to himself.
They are partners.
It's not a couple, but it's a closer relationship than a couple, and one day you can trust each other in life and death and give your back to each other.
It's justβXue Ling bit her lip.
Do you deserve it?
She is destined to betray others.
It was destined from the moment she came to the Sky Soul Inn.
Don't accept yourself, it is one of the biggest mistakes he has made since he never made mistakes.
And in Xue Ling's ears, he heard Kong Wu laughing.
"You're from the Hive, aren't you?"
"So, how about completing my request as a task?"