Master Xuanzhi looked at the person who came, and saw that this person was an old man with white hair, with tattered clothes on his body, and he seemed to be a flower child, but his face was full of red light, and his face was full of radiance, and the martial arts he showed just now made people feel awe-inspired.

At such an age, dressed like this, and with that superb martial arts.

Xuanzhi's heart moved, he had guessed who it was, and glanced at the old man's finger again, stepped forward to salute, and said respectfully: "Shaolin Xuanzhi, I have seen the old man Hong." ”

"It turned out to be a Shaolin monk."

The person who came was the 'Nine-Fingered Beggar' Hong Qigong, who was originally the leader of the West Beggars Gang among the East and West Beggars, and after he passed the position of the leader of the West Beggars Gang to Huang Rong, he traveled the world alone and searched for food all over the world.

Occasionally, when he saw injustice, he secretly helped the needy, killing evil and punishing adultery.

With his skills, he came and went without a trace.

He sometimes eavesdropped on the conversations of the disciples of the beggar gang, and he was relieved to learn that the Western beggar gang was peaceful under the auspices of 'Xiao Huang Rong'.

This year, Hong Qigong encountered the second ugliness of the 'Five Ugly Rivers', killing innocents indiscriminately, killing a lot of goodness, he was jealous and hateful, and he removed the second ugly with his own hands.

But it's easy to kill one of him, but it's even more difficult to find the remaining four ugly.

Therefore, Hong Qigong secretly followed, waiting for the five uglies to gather, and then slaughtered them in one fell swoop.

couldn't track this way, but it was thousands of miles away and chased to Huashan.

At this time, the four uglies have all appeared in Huashan, and only the big ugly has not yet arrived, and he will soon be able to eliminate the evil.

Hong Qigong didn't expect that at the top of this Huashan Mountain, there were suddenly three more people, one of whom was still a senior monk of the Xuanzi generation of Shaolin Temple.

It's just that he has a very high seniority, the same generation as the Lingzi generation of Shaolin Temple, and a generation higher than the Xuanzi generation, so he doesn't care.

Hong Qigong swept his gaze again and looked at the two young men.

Master Xuanzhi immediately said: "This is my apprentice, a disciple of the Shaolin layman, Tang Xuan. ”

Tang Xuan followed: "I've seen Hong Qigong Hong's seniors. ”

"Oh?"

When Hong Qigong heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Tang Xuan more.

Not for anything else, just because among the East and West Beggars, Qiao Feng, the leader of the Eastern Beggars Gang, is a hero of martial arts and a Shaolin layman!

It is Hong Qigong, the former leader of the Western Beggars Gang, who also admires Qiao Feng, the leader of the Eastern Beggars Gang.

"Yang Guo has seen Hong seniors."

Yang Guo also stepped forward to salute, and said in his heart that this old-timer was Hong Qigong, no wonder his martial arts were so good.

Hong Qigong's name, as well as the stunt of the eighteen palms of the dragon, he had also heard the little dragon girl talk about it, but he didn't know Hong Qigong's appearance, so he didn't recognize it.

Hong Qigong nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, don't be polite, I'm hungry, I'll eat first and then talk about it." ”

As he spoke, he walked over to a large rock and grabbed the dirt, revealing a dead rooster that he had buried here.

Hong Qigong lifted the rooster up, and saw that the dead rooster was full of more than 100 big centipedes seven or eight inches long.

He was very proud, and said: "Centipedes and chickens, natural restraint, I buried a rooster here yesterday, and sure enough, I attracted all the centipedes in the four places!" ”

"Amitabha."

Master Xuanzhi recited the Buddha's name.

Hong Qigong opened the package on his back again, took out a small iron pot and firewood, surrounded it with a few stones, and directly lit a fire.

He grabbed two more clumps of snow, put them in a pot, and boiled them as water.

Then, Hong Qigong threw the centipedes in the pot one by one, and those centipedes struggled for a while, and they all burned to death.

Hong Qigong said with a smile: "When the centipede was dying, it spit out all the venom and poisonous urine, and it was this pot of snow water, which was extremely poisonous. ”

He poured the pot of snow water into the deep valley, took out a knife, cut off the head and tail of the centipede, and gently pinched it, and the shell fell off at hand, revealing the flesh, which was snow-white and transparent, like a prawn.

Hong Qigong boiled another pot of snow water, and then washed the centipede meat, leaving no venom, and then took out seven or eight iron boxes from the rucksack, which contained oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and the like.

He got up the oil pot, poured the centipede meat and fried it, and immediately a fragrance rushed into his nose!

Even if it was centipede meat, this fragrance made Tang Xuan and Yang Guo swallow their saliva.

Master Xuanzhi said the Buddha name again.

Hong Qigong swallowed his saliva even more, he was gluttonous, he reached out to the pot, lifted one up, put it in his mouth, chewed it gently, closed his eyes slightly, sighed, and felt that the world was happy, but that's it.

He looked at Xuan Zhi, Tang Xuan, and Yang Guo again, and said with a smile: "Come and eat together, you're welcome!" ”

As he spoke, he took off a wine gourd he was carrying and threw it aside, and said with a smile: "Don't drink if you eat centipedes, otherwise the tip of your tongue will be numb and you will spoil the deliciousness of centipedes." ”

It's a standard foodie!

Tang Xuan smiled slightly bitterly, if it weren't for the fact that the master was on the side, he would have to taste this centipede meat.

It's just that the master is watching from the sidelines, and you see that he recited the Buddha's name again, and then he kept silent.

As a Shaolin monk, how can you open meat?

Tang Xuan is a disciple of the Shaolin layman, and he can also eat wine and drink meat like Qiao Feng, but he also has to divide the occasion.

In front of Master Xuanzhi, how can he open meat?

Yang Guo was very polite, stepped forward to pick up a centipede, put it in his mouth and chewed it, only to chew it, but he felt that his mouth was delicious, crisp and fragrant, and he had never tasted such a delicious taste in his life.

He chewed a few more bites, swallowed them, and went to get a second one to eat.

Hong Qigong was happy to see it, and ate centipedes with Yang Guo.

He looked at Master Xuanzhi and Tang Xuan again, and said in his heart that these two masters and apprentices are really not happy.

The corners of Tang Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt deeply disgusted with this behavior of eating wild meat.

Don't you know how to eat wild meat, it's easy to have accidents?

After Hong Qigong was full, he stretched his waist, yawned, and laughed: "I rushed to catch up with the gangsters, I haven't slept for a few days, it's rare to have a good meal today, I want to sleep him well for three days!" The sky is falling, and don't wake me up! You take care of me, and don't let the wild beast bite me on the head before I know it. ”

As he spoke, he fell to the ground and fell asleep.

"Yes."

Master Xuanzhi responded, for this nine-fingered beggar with high seniority, high status and high reputation, as a senior monk of Shaolin Xuanzi, he must also obey orders.

Tang Xuan and Yang Guo had no way to object.

At this time, there was heavy snow full of swan feathers, and Hong Qigong's head and body were soon covered with a layer of snow, as if he had been buried in the snow grave.

At this moment, another voice suddenly came from below.

I saw a black shadow, performing light skills, jumping up the mountain, with a swift body and a flashing knife light on his back.

Look at their light skills, they also have quite attainments, and on the rivers and lakes, they are at least second-rate masters, and the heads of small sects and factions.

"Kawabe Five Ugly?"

Tang Xuan raised his eyebrows.

He knew that Hong Qicheng was tracking down the five ugly people in Sichuan and came to Huashan.

This Chuanbian Wuchou is the disciple grandson of King Jinlun, who studied under King Jinlun's second apprentice Darba, and what he learned was the superior martial arts of King Jinlun.