A year later.

The streets of Chongqing Mansion were full of people, so lively, Li Hao and Ling Hu Chong, who were wearing Taoist robes, were wandering around in the crowd.

In this year, Li Hao squatted in Huashan and conscientiously cultivated hundreds of descendants of the new era of Nobo Martial Arts, and he had never been anywhere.

Now Huashan is ready to divide the rudder of Qingcheng Mountain, which has abandoned the Sword Hall, and by the way, he experiments with the actual combat of wingsuits, so he led Linghu Chong, who practiced for a year and three months, to travel all the way to Qingcheng Mountain.

"Uncle Shi, I received a message from the master at the station in the city, saying that all the senior brothers have been broken into pieces and have arrived near Qingcheng Mountain, and we are the only ones left!"

Li Hao was a little helpless, "I made an appointment to arrive on the 15th and start on the 16th, and now it's only the 9th?" What kind of volume kings are they! ”

There was no way, he and Ling Hu Chong hurriedly went to the east of the city to buy two horses, and the two rode to the direction of Qingcheng Mountain.

On the way, Linghu Chong was puzzled and asked:

"Uncle Shi, you and I can go to the foot of Qingcheng Mountain today, why do you have to buy a horse? Two more days on the road. ”

"Holding a three-foot sword, carrying two sleeves of wind, and riding a horse, this is the rivers and lakes!"

Ling Hu Chong still doesn't understand, but Uncle Shi is the biggest, so he can only listen to him!

......

At night, Li Hao, who experienced the online rivers and lakes, reluctantly let Hu Chong live in the post house on the avenue, and had to live in a remote ruined temple.

Just play!

The two entered the broken temple, and there was already a burly man in the temple who was making a fire to cook, and when he saw Li Hao and the others, he said:

"Do you want to eat together?"

Li Hao refused, and Ling Hu Chong took out the water and dry food in their bags and found a quick and clean rest.

At this time, it suddenly began to rain outside the temple.

As the night deepened, the rain grew heavier, and the door of the broken temple creaked, like a hoarse and miserable scream, like a ghost howl in the wind, and the occasional roar of thunder.

Good guys, it's a little sorry for the atmosphere if nothing happens on such a rainy night! Li Hao complained secretly.

The rain was heavy and light, annoying, and suddenly from the rain there was a rush of footsteps, and he pushed open the temple door suddenly, and hid in, and under the light of thunder and lightning, he could barely recognize him as a handsome monk.

Let's live!

Taoist priests, monks, men, rainy nights, it's time to go to the plot next, generally weird, rivers and lakes, fantasy, history.

This world can definitely only follow the path of vendetta in the rivers and lakes.

However, what Li likes most is to say no to those self-righteous 'plots'.

"Chong'er, pack up your things, let's go, hurry tonight!"

Ignoring Ling Hu Chong's stupid expression full of doubts, Li Hao pulled him up, packed his things, and prepared to run away.

"Slow down!" The little monk said softly and glutinously:

"A certain Shaolin monk, there is a degree of evidence, not a bad person!"

It's even worse! Wherever the bald head of Shaolin goes, there will be something to do.

Li Hao turned around and arched his hand, didn't even want the horse tied to the temple, pushed open the temple door, and stepped into the dark night with the rain and the roaring thunder and Linghu Chong.

After walking for a few miles, Ling Hu Chong, who was soaked all over, finally couldn't help but complain:

"Uncle Shi, why is it the middle of the night, it's still raining, and you suddenly have to hurry? If you're really in a hurry, just walk more during the day, so tossed? ”

Li Hao just wanted to explain to Ling Hu Chong what it means to 'the law that a group of people will have an accident when they get together on a rainy night in the rivers and lakes', when suddenly there was a commotion in the forest, and three Jianghu guests dressed in black, holding swords and hats jumped out.

The leading one, speaking with a Trump accent, asked:

"Two, have you ever seen a handsome monk?"

Li Hao stretched his hands towards Linghu Chong, raised his eyebrows, and replied:

"See, it's in the broken temple heading south of the mountain!"

When the leader heard this, he still didn't give up, and said sharply:

"I'm tired of the two of you going to make an identification!" Before the words fell, he rushed forward and tried to capture the two.

Li Hao waved his sleeves casually and swept the man in black back, in his 'innate!' said to Ling Hu Chong in a voice of surprise:

"Got it now, right? On a rainy night in the rivers and lakes, the monk of the broken temple must be a troublesome matter! ”

The man in black was swept back and was not injured, but secretly complained in his heart:

I thought this was a man and a castration, but I didn't expect the man to be a congenital! You're all born, why are you so young!

Li Hao felt that the monks and chasing people who appeared now were all acquired realms, and he should be able to suppress them, so he asked casually:

"Why are you chasing and killing this Shaolin monk? Don't you know that Shaolin is a big faction in the world? ”

Seeing that Li Hao had no intention of killing, a man in black boldly let go of his complaints:

"Do you say that he is Shaolin in this matter?

That evil monk bewitched my young master to practice that glass skill, not to mention, even the old lady of my family in his sixties was deceived by him of thousands of taels of silver and cut himself!

My lord said that he must be brought back and locked up! ”

Li Hao: I don't understand, but I'm shocked!

He pointed out the way to the man in black, and when these people hurried to the temple to catch the monk, he turned around and said to Ling Hu Chong, who was also shocked:

"Why don't you go back and have a look?"

Ling Hu Chong's brain was a little down, his young heart and values were about to be destroyed, and his mind was full of 'master, father, son, monk', and he was in a mess.

"Ask you! To go or not to go? Li Hao asked again.

Ling Hu Chong nodded blankly, and then was slipped by Li Haoti, who was bent on watching fun, and ran towards the broken temple as fast as possible.

Li Hao's feet were much faster than this group of black-clothed people, he pulled Linghu Chong to a high place outside the broken temple, and by the way, he held an umbrella, and the three black-clothed people rushed to the gate of the broken temple.

"Motomori! Why? Why do such a thing! The leading man in black shouted angrily in front of the temple gate, and his voice was hoarse.

"I, I'm in trouble, Arin, you have to believe me!" The monk hid his face and wept.

When Alin heard this, he suddenly backhanded two swords, stabbing the two men he brought with him.

After his subordinates fell to the ground, Alin abandoned the long sword in his hand, slowly walked into the temple, and looked at Monk Yuansen with deep affection, "Let's go away and fly high!" Go to a place where Shaolin and the lord can't find us! ”

The monk also seemed to be moved, and walked towards Alin step by step, as if to hug him.

"Poof", a dagger was pierced into Arin's left chest.

He stared at the monk's sleeve in disbelief and asked sadly, "Why?" But the monk directly pulled out the dagger, kicked it down, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood before he ran out of breath.

The monk killed someone, so he carefully distanced himself from the man to guard against this person.

Just as the atmosphere inside the house was tense, and Li Hao Ling Hu Chong outside the house was enjoying it, a long howl suddenly sounded in the mountains and forests in the distance!

The whistling sound was crisp and melodious, the first time I heard it was more than ten miles away, and then I heard it for only three or five miles, and when Ling Hu Chong reacted, the whistling sound had stopped outside the broken temple.