Chapter 47: The Broken Temple

A three-foot long sword, breaking through the clouds?

Take the head straight and break through the clouds?

Flying swords?

The man's eyes widened, and he snatched the wine bag back with his hand, and said angrily: "You guy, when I am a three-year-old child, I can make up stories and make up images." ”

The person next to him was also a helper, "That's it, brother, I'm afraid that if you haven't read too many novels from Bai Xiaosheng, you believe that there are flying swords in the world." ”

Some people even ridiculed: "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and the cruel King Liang will be punished by heaven." Brother, this story is well written, if you put it to Bai Xiaosheng, maybe it can be published in "Jianghu Chronicle". ”

The rat master snorted and pointed to the person who spoke, "Brother, you are really not wrong, on the day of this incident, there was a storyteller in the city who compiled this incident into a commentary and performed it, but he didn't act twice, so he let the people from the government arrest him and send him to prison." ”

"But then again, after that incident, I was completely frightened, and I believed that people have their own evil and have their own harvest, and I want to be a great good person. ”

After saying this, the rat clapped his hands, got up and walked out of the tea shop, turned over and left.

"Everyone, believe it or not, I'll take my leave first. ”

Looking at the figure of the rat master riding away, the remaining two tables of people and horses couldn't help but look at each other.

Shen Ming and the others rested in the tea shop, regained some strength, and then began to continue on their way.

Yuan Hong looked at Shen Ming, who had a faint expression, and suddenly remembered the story that Fang had just heard from the rat master in the tea shop, and couldn't help but ask with some curiosity.

"Dao Chief, since you know fortune telling, then the flying sword must be you?"

Shen Ming glanced at her with interest and replied, "Of course!"

Yuan Hong wrinkled her nose and grimaced.

Shen Ming said, "Don't believe it?"

Yuan Hong pointed to the circle of people next to him and replied: "Only by believing in you do you have a ghost, flying sword? What are you kidding, you ask them if you believe it or not!"

Ador nodded dryly.

Chen Ao's eyes were puzzled for a moment, and finally nodded firmly.

Lin Xiwu thought about it, and finally nodded, he didn't know that he would react like this.

It stands to reason that he would not have made such a decision without real insight.

He frowned, always feeling as if he had seen such a picture there, as if he had a dream on weekdays, and he had experienced everything in the dream, but when he woke up the next morning he forgot it all, until one day he suddenly felt that a picture seemed familiar, but he could not remember seeing it there.

That's how he feels right now.

Seeing that the three of them nodded one after another, Yuan Hong was a little stupid, and turned her eyes to Zhou Zhi for help.

Zhou Zhi pretended not to see her gaze, touched his nose, looked up at the sky, and sighed.

"It's a beautiful day!"

Yuan Hong looked at the sky, then rolled her eyes, obviously with some speechless excuses.

The lead cloud is overwhelming, what a good!

Uncle Shi, don't make excuses and be so perfunctory, okay?

Yuan Hong wrinkled his nose again and snorted, "You are all your own people, of course they helped you, so according to what you say, King Liang was also killed by you?"

"You guessed right!" Shen Ming nodded, and even didn't forget to add, "But this trip is over, and your uncle will be our own by then." ”

Yuan Hong was suddenly even more speechless, and after a long time, Fang sighed and said as if deflated.

"Yes, yes, Shen Daochang has great powers, he controls the sword on his waist, and he takes the head of the enemy thousands of miles away, the little woman is ashamed of herself, and she is willing to bow to the wind, presumably Shen Daochang uses this long sword hanging from his waist. ”

Shen Ming patted his waist and "solved the doubts", "Of course!"

This series of conversations looked at Zhou Zhi's eyes, as if Shen Ming was teasing a little girl, but in the eyes of the three of them, they felt as if Shen Ming was just telling a fact.

Chen Ao and Ah Duoer comforted themselves with the reason that they might have been by Shen Ming's side for too long and were unwilling to question Shen Ming.

But Lin Xiwu couldn't figure out that he would have such an idea anyway.

These things made Lin Xiwu's mind more and more chaotic the more he thought about it, and even a little dizzy and headache, he looked at the sky, and then looked up at the front.

"Everyone, it looks like it's going to rain this day, and there is a ruined temple in front of us, let's just go in and hide. ”

Everyone nodded.

As soon as the front foot entered the ruined temple, the back foot followed the rain, and the luck of several people was not bad, and their clothes were not wet.

"Yo, aren't these a few people from the tea shop just now? I met here again, quite a coincidence. ”

Everyone asked about the prestige, and saw a man with a short figure and a rat beard sitting on a somewhat tattered futon, and the man was the rat master in the tea shop before.

"It's a coincidence!"

Several people politely hugged their fists and said hello, and Yuan Hong even asked curiously.

"Isn't that really a joke about what you just said at the tea shop?"

The rat pat his thigh, "I saw it with my own eyes at the time, so can there be a fake?" Wait, maybe this will be published in the next issue of "Jianghu Chronicle". ”

Yuan Hong nodded, didn't say anything more, and sat down at random.

"Bang!

Outside, the rain became heavier and heavier, and through the somewhat leaky roof of the temple, the floor inside the temple was slightly wet.

"Hurry up, hurry up, there's a temple here, just to hide from the rain. ”

There was a human voice in the sound of the rain, and then the sound of footsteps sounded, and seven or eight men who were drenched in clothes hurriedly broke into the temple, and looked at the temple, and they were also happy.

"Hey, it's you again, this temple is so big, don't mind if our brothers come in and hide from the rain. ”

Lin Xiwu vaguely moved closer to Shen Ming, and he still remembered Lin Kuohai's advice.

Walking the rivers and lakes, the heart of defense is indispensable.

Zhou Zhi waved his hand, "This temple was not built by us, at will." ”

The rat master stepped back a little, making way for a space, and the men thanked him.

The rain was a little heavy, and the clothes on those people were soaked, so they picked up some firewood in the temple and made a fire, baked their clothes, and even didn't forget to invite Shen Ming.

"Guys, do you want to come over and bake the fire? ”

Zhou Zhi and the others shook their heads, saying that they didn't have to, and that person didn't force it.

"Da Da Da!"

There was a hurried sound of horses' hooves, and several more people rode into the temple.

The man from before snorted, "It's a coincidence today, a heavy rain has brought together those of us who drank tea in the tea shop just now, brother, I see that your clothes are also wet, if you don't mind, come over and roast the fire." ”

The next few people were stunned, then reacted, and turned the man away with a fist.

"Brother, there are a lot of you, it's quite crowded, and we have a fire on our side. ”

The man didn't force it, and smiled heartily, "Please." ”