Chapter 10: The Strange Rider (Page 1/1)

In fact, with Wen Ruoyu's qualifications alone, Xuanyi has been inclined to accept him as a disciple from the bottom of his heart, and now the Huyan Temple is stormy, and the first step in revitalization is to need a large number of talents to pour in, and the training of disciples is the most labor-saving and the most effective means at this stage.

After staying in the Wen Mansion for a few days, Xuan Yi bid farewell to Wen Bin, who led a group of family heirs to send Xuan Yi Gong to the gate of the mansion. Xuanyi glanced at the crowd of people who saw him off, but he didn't find Wen Ruoyu's figure, he was about to ask, but Wen Bin was the first to speak.

"Master Zhenwu, I was caught in the cold yesterday, and now I am bedridden, I really can't get up to see him off, look at Master Haihan. Wen Bin thought that Xuanyi was dissatisfied when he found out that his eldest lady in the main house would see him off in the future, so he hurriedly explained. In the Wu Dynasty, the farewell guests must be present with the host and his wife, otherwise it is a loss of honor and the greatest disrespect to the guests.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Xuanyi waved his hand and smiled: "The head of the family is too worried, I can't hide it, the little monk wants to ask the head of the family for a personal matter, and I also hope that the head of the family will endure the pain of love." ”

"Asking for someone?" Wen Bin's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "The master can be picked up, and it is really a blessing for my Wen family to be able to enter the gate wall of King Kong Temple." ”

The crowd who saw them off let out a low shout, now they understood the meaning of Xuanyi, but they didn't expect that the young monk of the King Kong Temple in front of him would accept apprentices in Wenfu, and many men of appropriate age squeezed forward, hoping that Xuanyi's eyes could stop on him.

Xuanyi glanced at the crowd and confirmed it again, unfortunately, the dozens of sons and brothers in front of him are not only the five scum of the battle, but even the potential is all under the B-level, it seems that the martial arts genes of this Wen family are really not good, he shook his head slightly: "Family master, where is Wen Ruoyu?"

"Wen Ruoyu?" Wen Bin was slightly stunned, and it was difficult to equate this unfamiliar and familiar name with the image of a certain son in his impression.

"But the reincarnation of the demon?"

"Didn't the master fall in love with the old eighteen?"

"That wild seed in Huanxi Courtyard. ”

Xuanyi's words were like a thunderclap in the flat ground, and all the sisters-in-law behind Wen Bin whispered one after another.

Looking at Wen Bin's slightly embarrassed expression, the old housekeeper Wen Yuan hurriedly stepped forward and whispered in his ear: "The master refers to Wen Ruoyu is your eighteenth son, master, and now he is on duty in Huanxi Courtyard. ”

"Uh!" Wen Bin reacted and hurriedly ordered his subordinates: "Go quickly and summon Ruoyu." ”

A moment later, a thin boy dressed in coarse linen clothes was "invited" by two guards as if flying, and as soon as Wen Ruoyu appeared, a burst of disdain sounded in the crowd.

Wen Bin saw the terrifying huge birthmark on his right face, and then remembered that the person in front of him was the product of his union with a certain maid after being drunk many years ago, and he had a sense of disgust in his heart for no reason. ”

"The child must follow his father's teachings!" Wen Ruo fell to his knees timidly, and first knocked his head heavily at Wen Bin several times, and even his forehead was bursting. Only then did he obediently stand beside Xuanyi.

"Disciple see Master!" Wen Ruoyu bowed, and was about to kneel down and kowtow, when Xuanyi flicked his fingers, and a soft force lifted him up.

"Go and say goodbye to your mother, I'll wait for you at the gate of the house for a moment." Through Mu Zhixin's scanning, Xuanyi also learned that Wen Ruoyu's mother was still alive, but she and her son, who could barely see, lived together with the servants of the Wen family in Huanxi Courtyard, and the mother and son made a living by helping the house wash clothes on weekdays.

"Since the master has an order, you can go!" Looking at Wen Ruoyu, who looked a little hesitant, Wen Bin waved his hand arrogantly, and ordered: "From now on, Wen Ruoyu's mother and son will be admitted to the courtyard to move in, and the monthly salary will be two hundred taels, and Wen Ruoyu will pay one thousand taels for the passage to the Huyan Zen Temple family this time." ”

This time, the onlookers made another admiring "tsk" sound.

Wen Bin was full of smiles, like a spring breeze, Xuanyi's sudden proposal to accept apprentices was a little unexpected to him, although the result was a little imperfect in his opinion, but fortunately, it was his own blood and blood that indirectly worshiped the King Kong Temple.

"Master Wen, the little monk farewell!" Seeing Wen Ruoyu say goodbye to his mother, his eyes were red and he followed behind him obediently, and Xuanyi bowed to Wen Bin and his party to say goodbye.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves on the side of the street, and the sound came from far and near, and in an instant, a rider wrapped in a black robe bent his body and drove the horse under his crotch to gallop wildly, and it seemed that his direction was rushing towards the gate of the house.

"The master of the house, it seems to be the rider of his own caravan!" a martial artist recognized the person's outfit.

"Why are you still stunned!" Wen Bin shouted violently: "Stop him for me!"

Several martial artists roared and were about to step forward.

"Wait! This rider is weird!" Xuan Yi stopped everyone's next move with a snort, and he stepped out of the ranks, staring at the approaching riders, and uncovering the jade between his foreheads.

"The eye of the sky is open! the weak click is broken!" As Xuanyi shouted, the eye of heaven in his forehead suddenly opened and shot out a red light, and finally the weak point marked by the red light turned out to be the part of the rider's forehead.

"As I expected!" the corners of Xuanyi's mouth curled slightly: "Undead Knight?" or Zombie Knight?"

The dense corpse smell of the approaching rider was getting heavier and heavier, mixed with a foul smell, and it was obvious that he had been dead for a long time, and the smellers covered their mouths and noses and scattered in all directions.

A dazzling golden light emerged from the surface of Xuanyi's body, and four majestic Heavenly King Dharma Figures rose from the top of Xuanyi's head, and Xuanyi grinned: "Angry Eyes King Kong!" The rotating Dharma Aspect contained a "shock" force and slammed into the rider's head.

As soon as Xuanyi's internal force touched the rider's body, the latter's body instantly swelled and was about to brew a corpse explosion. Just when there was no room for it, the "shock energy" in Xuanyi's internal force worked wonders, and the pervasive "shock force" was like tens of thousands of centrifuges cutting and separating the rider's body.

It would have been a sudden corpse explosion that was strangled in the cradle and disappeared invisibly.

"Poof!" The onlookers didn't know the reason, everyone saw Xuanyi wave his palm lightly, and the black-robed rider instantly burst into flesh and blood. This time, for the first time, there was something called timidity in everyone's eyes when they looked at Xuanyi again.

"The head of the house, it's the caravan's waist card!" The sharp-eyed old butler Wen Yuan found the waist card symbolizing the identity of the rider from the stump and broken arm, this waist card is the black iron waist card created by the Wen family, because the dark iron is hard, and ordinary fire roasting and acid etching can not hurt it in the slightest, so in addition to being used as a core member to identify the identity, it is also used to secretly transmit news.

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