Chapter Twenty-Five: Treasure Minister, Chiba
In the wilderness, broken and ruined.
In an abandoned and dilapidated house, Long Shiqiu and others sat around the fire.
"Brother Long, where are you going?" asked Xiao Yin, holding his cheeks.
Long Shiqiu stirred up firewood with a branch, and instead of answering her question, he asked Ghost Xiao, "Can you still find the manor you went to last time?"
Ghost Xiao nodded and said, "It's just southeast of Yueyang City, I remember that there is a very wide river there, and there is a seven-story pagoda on the east bank of the river. β
Long Shiqiu said: "You remember it very clearly. β
Ghost Xiao recalled: "That night, Ye Laosan and I were quickly surrounded by pursuers, and we killed a few people and fled to the bottom of the tower, but unexpectedly ran into Yin Feng and ordered Yin to catch his head. β
Long Shiqiu said lightly: "I'm afraid that the two of you together are not his opponents." β
Ghost Xiao had to admit: "At that time, his knife was already on Ye Laosan's neck, and the strange thing was that when he saw the pursuers behind us, he deliberately let us go." β
Long Shiqiu smiled: "This is not like his usual approach. β
Ghost Xiao said: "It's really not like it, when he put the knife down, I promised to return him a favor." β
Long Shiqiu sighed and said, "It seems that Yin Da Zhutou knows a lot of things. β
Ghost Xiao said, "What do you say?"
Long Shiqiu said: "He is the head catcher in Ezhou, if he is not tracking down important cases, how can he come all the way to Yueyang?"
Ghost Xiao nodded and said, "So we have to rush to Yueyang as soon as possible." β
Xiaoyin listened quietly for a long time, and finally smiled and said, "Great, I'll go too." β
Long Shiqiu put his arms behind his head and lay down.
Ghost Xiao said: "It's just that there are at least hundreds of miles to Yueyang, and we are afraid that we will not be able to reach it tomorrow without foot strength." As soon as the words fell, there was a faint sound of horses' hooves in my ears.
"Someone is coming. Xiaoyin pushed Long Shiqiu, she found that it was okay if she didn't push, but he actually snored when she pushed him.
The sound of horses' hooves really stopped outside the house, and for a while there was a fire outside, only one voice was heard: "Ninth Master, there are people inside, and the Eight Achievements are them." β
"I'll go out and see".
Oni Xiao stood up and walked out of the house. In front of him, five tall horses were lined up, all of the riders were carrying sharp blades, each with a team behind him, and dozens of people on the horses were all holding torches, illuminating a large area outside the house as bright as day.
Immediately sat a bald man in a black robe, who looked like he was in his early thirties, and his temples were high and protruding. With a fierce look on his face, the eyes of the yin owl are shining.
"Seventh Master, it's him!" a person behind him said in a loud voice, and the ghost Xiao looked fixedly, it was the one who escaped from Wanjia Town.
The one known as the "Seventh Master" sneered and asked, "What is your friend's surname?"
"Oni Xiao. β
"Good name," said the bald head, "do you know who I am?"
Ghost Xiao shook his head, and said coldly: "The Mu family is ranked seventh among the seven evils, Mu Tianhou." β
Ghost Xiao sighed and said, "I don't know." β
Mu Tianhou suddenly laughed and said, "I like your character very much, hand over the people in the house, and you can leave safely." β
Ghost Xiao said lightly: "What if I don't hand it over?"
Mu Tianhou was still laughing: "Then don't blame me." As soon as the word "δΊ" came out, I saw Mu Tianhou's feet a little, his body flipped in the air, and he flew towards the ghost flute with a wave of one palm.
Ghost Xiao's fists were about to make a move, and suddenly the figure in front of him flickered, Long Shiqiu was already in front of him, and between the lightning and flint, Long Shiqiu raised his palms to greet him.
With a "bang", the two of them touched each other with their palms, Mu Tianhou's body retreated more than ten steps back, his feet sank and he fell into a thousand pounds, and the soil barely stood still when the soil did not pass the upper, and he looked at the opposite side in shock.
Long Shiqiu stood in place, not moving at all!
Mu Tianhou was stunned: "Who are you?"
Long Shiqiu didn't answer and said: "Mighty King Kong Palm, Your Excellency turned out to be from Shaolin. β
Mu Tianhou has always been very confident in his palms, and he has practiced the powerful Vajra palm for twenty years and now has six or seven percent attainments, and he has rarely encountered opponents.
Who is the other party? After receiving a slap from my five successful powers, he didn't even shake it?
With just this palm, Mu Tianhou knew that he was definitely not this person's opponent, the other party's internal force was as unfathomable as the endless sea, and he searched quickly in his mind, when did this person appear in the rivers and lakes?
Mujiabao has always only taken advantage of and not suffered losses within a radius of hundreds of miles, and he lost such a big person just after he made a move tonight, wouldn't it become a joke if it was spread out?
When Mu Tianhou thought of this, he bit the root of his teeth, waved his hand and shouted: "Go!"
With a sound of the word "Shang", dozens of attendants shook their torches and swords together, and immediately surrounded the small dilapidated house in the deserted suburbs.
The corners of Long Shiqiu's mouth raised, and he said to the ghost: "You go in to protect Xiaoyin." Oni Xiao nodded, turned and entered the house.
Xiaoyin has actually been watching from the broken window, and when he saw that the other party surrounded the house, his heart sank, and he said secretly: This is over, as the saying goes, it is difficult to defeat four hands with a single fist, looking at this posture, the other party has forty or fifty people, and the three of us are afraid that there will be more than one bad luck tonight.
As soon as he thought of this, the ghost flute had already entered the house, and Xiaoyin bit his silver teeth and said, "Let's go out together, and if we want to die, we will die in one place." He was about to go out, but the ghost Xiao stopped him and said lightly: "No." β
"No?" Xiaoyin's big eyes glared at the ghost flute in surprise, and her ears were already in chaos at this time.
Xiaoyin immediately walked to the window and nervously stood on tiptoe to look outside, only to see that Long Shiqiu had been surrounded by the thugs of Mujiabao, and the strange thing was that in the blink of an eye, the swords in the hands of more than ten people were inexplicably missing in the blink of an eye!
I saw Long Shiqiu's figure wandering like a whirlwind in the heart, and everywhere the wind reached, all the thugs fell down, lying on their stomachs, lying down, and even some people were knocked out of the air a few feet away.
After a wail, the first batch of more than a dozen people who rushed up had all fallen, Long Shiqiu stood with his head raised with a smile on his face, only to see the cold light in his hands flickering, and what he was holding was actually a dozen blades of those people on the ground!
Everyone present was shocked, did this person use martial arts or spells?
The rest looked at each other, how could they have the courage to fight again?
Mu Tianhou's eyes were full of despair and fear, and he said in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"
"Long Shiqiu".
Mu Tianhou's eyes showed a look of resentment, and a word squeezed out between his teeth: "Withdraw!" The people of Mu Jiabao waited for the flag to cease, supporting the injured and fleeing.
Long Shiqiu shook his hands, and the blades in his hands clanged and scattered all over the ground.
Xiaoyin and Ghost Xiao slowly walked out of the house, Xiaoyin looked at Long Shiqiu with adoration, Ghost Xiao sighed: "I said he didn't need to help, right?"
Xiaoyin suddenly ran forward, stood in front of Long Shiqiu, and asked in a coquettish voice, "Hey, what kind of kung fu did you just use so powerful?"
Long Shiqiu did not shy away from saying: "Just now I used the 'Treasure Xiang Chiba Hand'. β
Xiaoyin stuck out his tongue and said, "What a powerful martial arts, if I have your martial arts, I won't be chased by them everywhere." β
Long Shiqiu looked at her and said, "If you don't get into trouble, there will be nothing to do." β
This time, the ghost Xiao had already led the few horses left by the other party one after another, and Long Shiqiu took one of them and said, "Rest early, I have to travel a lot tomorrow." β
A windswept grass house, three fallen people who wander the world.
"Brother Ghost, how old are you this year?" Xiao Yin leaned against the corner of the wall, wearing the cloak brought by the ghost flute.
"Twenty-seven. Oni Xiao closed his eyes slightly, as if he was about to fall asleep.
"I'm nineteen, and you're an orphan too?"
"Hmm. β
"Me too. Xiaoyin didn't seem to be able to sleep, a pair of big eyes looked at the ghost flute on the left, glanced at Long Shiqiu on the right, and continued: "I was picked up by the master when I was four years old." β
Ghost Xiao opened his eyes and asked, "What about your master?"
"Dead. Xiaoyin sighed: "As soon as she died, I ran out of the Taoist temple." β
"Your master is a female Taoist?" Oni Xiao was very surprised.
Xiaoyin said: "Well, as soon as her old man died, I was ostracized everywhere, and I couldn't stand that anger, so I left." β
Oni Xiao sighed and fell silent.
There is a kind of relationship in this world called the connection of fate, and when there is suffering, women often choose to confide, while men often choose to bear it themselves.
"Brother Long, what about you?"
Long Shiqiu's nose made a sound: "Huh?"
"How old are you?"
"Thirty. β
"So old?" Xiaoyin felt that she had spoken too much, and hurriedly corrected: "I'm not...... I mean......" She couldn't think of anything to make up for her lack of clarity for a moment.
Who knew that Long Shiqiu didn't pay attention to it at all, and only heard him say lightly: "I finally know why you were excluded by your classmates, go to bed early." β
There was no sound in the room for a while, and all that could be heard in my ears was the intermittent chirping of autumn insects.
"Brother Long, have you slept?" said in a low voice, "Have you got married?"
Long Shiqiu didn't answer, and the ghost flute seemed to be asleep.
"Brother Long, I'll marry you as a wife, do you want to?" As soon as the words fell, Long Shiqiu's snoring suddenly sounded in his ears.
......
The August Lake is level, and the culvert is too clear.
The steaming cloud Mengze shook Yueyang City.
If you want to help without a boat, you will be ashamed and sage.
Sitting and watching the anglers, there is nothing to envy the fish.
Meng Haoran's "Looking at Dongting Lake as a Gift to Prime Minister Zhang" can be described as popular, and women and children know it.
As soon as Long Shiqiu and the other three stepped into the territory of Yueyang, they immediately felt the magnificent scene and majestic momentum of "steaming clouds and dreams, shaking Yueyang City" on the shore of Dongting Lake.
There are still more than ten miles away from Yueyang City, and the pedestrians and businessmen on the road are already endless, and it is very lively.
What is striking is that among the crowds entering and leaving Yueyang City, there seem to be many more characters in the rivers and lakes.
After a day's journey, the three of them were already hungry at this time, and looking at the wine flag from afar, Xiaoyin clapped his hands excitedly and smiled: "There is a restaurant in front, Brother Long, let's go there and eat something." β
When I came to the front, I saw that there were three big characters on the plaque: "Drunken Immortal Building".
This restaurant has two floors, although it is not as luxurious as the restaurant of Linjiang Inn, but it also has another style.
The three of them walked into the Drunken Immortal Building, glanced left and right, and their hearts suddenly cooled half, it turned out that this Drunken Immortal Building was already full of guests and friends, where were there empty tables? Several people who ran the hall were so busy that they couldn't even spare time to greet guests.
Ghost Xiao sighed and said, "It's okay now, it seems that we only have to talk about advanced city." β
Long Shiqiu nodded and said, "That's it." As soon as he stepped out, Xiaoyin grabbed the corner of his clothes and deliberately shouted loudly: "Big brother, what are you afraid of, aren't there just a few brocade guards." β
As soon as the words fell, half of the customers in the lobby dropped their dishes and chopsticks and ran out of the store.