CHAPTER XXXII

Mei Junxing went back and forth in the alley and did not find Tao Li, and when he was stunned, a dart grazed Mei Junxing's cheek and pierced into the wall.

Mei Junxing looked over, and there was a piece of paper on the dart that pierced into the wall together.

"If you want someone, you can come to Xishan alone."

Mei Junxing pinched the note, looked at the direction from which the dart came from, and looked solemn.

That night, when Wan Yi returned to the academy and saw the note and darts, he put away the folding fan and changed his handsome face, and his eyes revealed a hint of danger, "I wonder if Mei Gongzi has noticed anything else?" ”

"No, but Tao Li ......"

"Don't worry, I'll go now."

After saying that, Wan Yun walked to Liu Yun's side, pulled out his long sword, and walked out.

"Xishan is still far away from here, and it occupies a hundred miles of land, wouldn't it be too reckless for Brother Wan to go so rashly?"

Wan Yi glanced at Bei Yanjun and picked up the long sword in his hand, "So I'm going to go early." ”

Mei Junxing looked at Wan Yi's back, the wound behind his back had not healed, and he couldn't accept Tao Li being taken away under his nose.

"Driving-" Wan Yi rode on a horse and galloped through the streets and alleys of Yindu late at night.

When I went to King An's Mansion today, I realized that although the letter was in the name of the little county lord, it was not sent by the little county lord. The one who invited him to Yindu was actually the prince of King An, Prince An was attacked by an assassin when he was playing in Lingnan some time ago, and at this time he was lying on the couch to recuperate, Long Yao had just stabilized, and the new emperor had decided that such a thing was covered up, but he had to let Wujing know.

At present, there is a force rising in Lingnan, which is rampant enough to dare to assassinate King An.

Although Wan Yi is still unsure whether the person who kidnapped Tao Li and the person who assassinated King An are the same gang. But since they dared to "invite" him so graciously.

It seems that he is ready to go to Huangquan.

The night is as cool as water, and the moon is as bright as a mirror.

Xishan is not a mountain, but a place name, it was originally just a barren mountain, and later a monk built a temple on it, and this barren mountain slowly became populated and had a village.

When he was young a few years ago, Wan Yi happened to pass by Xishan Temple when he came to Yindu with his father.

At that time, it was a stone-walled mud house, and there were twenty or thirty bald donkeys in the whole temple, and behind it was the cultivated land reclaimed by the temple.

Wan Yi looked up at the octagonal exquisite pagoda in front of him.

How could this ruined temple ever become so splendid?

Wan Yi dismounted, and the wind rose in the middle of the night, and his robe and long hair were blown up, and the lantern in front of the temple gate was rolled up by the wind, falling to the ground and rolling at the feet of the general.

"What kind of luck is this today, just out of the house to meet a dog?"

Wan Yi said and pulled out his long sword, and in the white night illuminated by the moonlight, a group of monks dressed in robes but holding long knives surrounded Wan Yin.

The wind was blowing, the wide robes were blown up, and the monks standing at the front were full of compassion.

"Amitabha, the donor is still the same as back then, looking like a hibiscus and having a rakshasa in his heart."

"Oh? It's better than some bald heads, whose appearance and heart are unbearable, right? Wan Yi threw the scabbard out as he spoke, and in an instant, the scabbard slashed through Mingjue's cheek and stabbed into the Buddha Gate.

Mingjue touched the bloodshot that slipped down his face, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes narrowed into a slit, "Don't look at Lao Wei like this now, when he was young, he was also a jade tree, which attracted many women from good families." ”

Wan Yi felt that the other monks were approaching step by step, and stared at Mingjue, "When people are old, they should quietly roll up a straw mat and sit on the top of the mountain and wait for death, kidnapping a little girl, are you tired of living and let Ben give you a ride in the future?" ”

"No, no, no." Mingjue said and slowly stepped back, the rosary in his hand turned one by one, "It was the adult's intention to kidnap the little girl, and as for tonight, your opponent is them." ”

As soon as Ming Jue finished speaking, he didn't fall into the night on tiptoe, and Wan Yi noticed that he did not enter the temple, but went south, and that direction was Yaodi.

What does that bald donkey want to do? Wan Yi raised the long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword was printed with the cold light of the moon and light blue, and as soon as he fell, the monk who wanted to sneak attack behind him slowly fell.

Under the Linglong Tower, the sound of swords hitting is like an elegy.

The golden Buddha statue stands in the main hall, tall and mighty, without sorrow or joy.

On the long table under the Buddha statue, there is no long incense and green smoke, but there is a girl lying on the pipe.

The woman was covered with a robe, her eyes were closed, and there was no movement.

The eighteen Arhats and the Seven Stars Array can take the Venerable Master of the Yama Palace.

Now he has seen it, Wan Yi is wielding a long sword, his body is stained with the blood of a few bald donkeys, and his white clothes have become mottled, he would have changed his clothes if he knew it, Wan Yi thought, he would rescue Tao Li later, and he would scare her.

Distracted, a short sword behind him suddenly broke through the air, and Wan Yi didn't have time to dodge, his eyes fixed on the short sword through the armpit and stabbed into the forehead of one of the arhats.

"Lord Wan Yi looks elegant, and it is so terrifying to pick up a sword."

Hearing this, Wan Yi turned his head and looked at the man walking slowly behind him, as soon as the long sword was retracted, a line of blood splashed on his chest, his eyes became dark red in the night, but his face raised an elegant smile that was the same as usual.

"Where is it, your Excellency is still surprising, the Mei family is clearly a scholarly family, and there is a free swordsman."

Seeing that someone broke into several arhats and surrounded Mei Junxing separately, seeing that a long knife was about to pierce in, Mei Junxing opened slightly sideways, raised his hand to grab the long knife, and between the negligence, the two people in front and behind fell down with a muffled sound.

"I'm not a swordsman." Mei Junxing's expression was indifferent and calm, as if it was not a person who had just been killed, he changed the long knife to his left hand, slashed at another monk who came again, and looked at Wan Yijiangliu who was also wielding a sword by the moonlight, "I just think that my sister is better to save it myself, so as not to be tricked into giving birth to a baby by an inexplicable person, wouldn't I raise it in vain?" ”

"Don't think other people are as good as you, right? Mei Gongzi, as an "elder brother", it is not good to be so overprotective of his sister, women always have to marry when they are older, although my old family is not a family with thousands of wealth and power, it is still enough to match a Li, right? Wan Yi said and raised his eyebrows at the bald donkey in front of him.

"You two, you don't take us seriously......"

The eyes of the remaining Arhats became fierce, and several people glanced at each other, took their long knives and turned around and ran towards the temple.

"Want to run?"

Wan Yi and Mei Junxing's eyes tightened, and they chased after them quickly!