Jiang Wenlun simply took advantage of the fact that those subordinates were drawing knives, and deliberately took off their upper bodies, revealing a body of thin bones like dry wax, and his two arms were like two dry wood stalks.

I couldn't even find a bit of flesh in the cracks of the bones. The rib bones are lined up one by one, like the wire lanterns of a yarn factory. Although Qin Shuo was also thin and weak, he felt that he was very fat when he saw Jiang Wenlun being supported by chicken bones. Those subordinates were startled when they saw Jiang Wenlun so pitifully emaciated.

Originally, everyone danced with a single knife in their hands, and when they had no head or brain, they didn't know how to soften their hands when they saw that it was such a bone frame. One of his subordinates pointed at Jiang Wenlun with a knife, and said first: "You don't go to take a soak of urine yourself, look at you like this, it's just a dry bone dug out of the soil, it's really tofu into the kitchen, not a dish with a knife." ”

Jiang Wenlun heard this, and couldn't help but say angrily: "I didn't provoke you in the first place, you didn't want to come and fight me, and at this time, you knew that you couldn't fight me, but you made a fake appearance." I am thin, but I am very strong. If you have the strength to cut it down and avoid it, I won't be a hero. Come on!"

With that, he spread his two wood-like arms to the left and right, holding his chest open and waiting for them to slash. Although those gangs are usually dogs fighting people and are very vicious, they really dare not do anything but take off their clothes like this and wait for them to be cut and killed.

One by one, holding the knife, they looked at Jiang Wenlun in a daze. Jiang Wenlun was angry, only shrank his body, and then slipped to the side of one of his subordinates, as if taking a weapon from a weapon rack, he effortlessly grabbed a single knife in his hand, and then swirled a few times, forcing those subordinates to retreat one after another.

Jiang Wenlun suddenly stood up and said, "You don't have to be afraid. If I want to kill you, you will not be able to fly. Because you saw that my body was thin and weak, you thought that you could not afford a knife, but you didn't know this ability, I was afraid that I hadn't chopped it yet, so you snatched the knife for me" After speaking, he immediately raised the knife, aimed at the rock next to him, and slashed it violently, only to hear a "whoosh" sound, as if it was chopping on a cotton bale, and the chopping place was broken into several pieces like a strip of cloth. After a few slashes, the huge rock suddenly turned into powder.

After Jiang Wenlun showed up for a while, he threw the knife at the man and said, "This knife is made of dead iron, it's too useless, you can take it back yourself." When the subordinate hurriedly bent down to pick it up and look at it, he saw that the knife edge was all rolled up, and they were all so shocked that they stuck out their tongues and shook their heads, and said in unison that it was so powerful.

Qin Shuo said with a smile: "Your kind of knife, it's really too blunt to cut tofu, what are you doing with it, isn't it a loss to your ancestors for eighteen generations?"

The middle-aged man saw Jiang Wenlun's actions and listened to Qin Shuo's words, and his arrogant attitude of disdain to talk to the common people couldn't help but stop. The pair of snobbish eyes that turned up towards the sky couldn't help but lower their activities, they are people who are used to mixing in the rivers and lakes, and they turn their faces faster than anyone else, the middle-aged man only turned his head, and his face suddenly changed his demeanor, and he shouted to the eight subordinates who were sticking out their tongues and shaking their heads: "Why don't you get out of the way for me, you have been messing with me outside for many years, why don't you understand the world at all?"

"I have two eyes on your faces, and I don't know any good men. These two are young heroes with great skills, and you dare to be rude to your face. Fortunately, I came out with me today, otherwise, you will only know the ability of these two young heroes until you have suffered a lot. ”

His eight men seemed to understand the middle-aged man's intention in saying this foul language, and they all hurried to insert their knives into their sheaths, and stood with their hands down in fear. The middle-aged man looked full of vigor and glanced at his subordinates a few times, as if trying his best to show that he was not satisfied with his subordinates' actions just now, and he still looked angry.

These few glances only saw eight subordinates, all of whom seemed to be shivering there, and the middle-aged man felt that he had shown his own majesty. Turning around, he quickly changed his smiling face again, intending to speak to Qin and Jiang. Who knew that Qin Shuo had already taken Jiang Wenlun's hand and said, "Let's go, if we don't do it well, maybe they will tie us up and send us to Liuyang County." Our legs are tight, if we really have two big holes, can we still walk?" The two of them had only walked a few steps, and the middle-aged man had already grabbed the front of him and said with Xiaogong:

"Don't be angry, just blame me and other mortals, mistaking the two for being green-skinned singles, so I said some rude things to the two, and there is a little reason for this, I have to ask the two for forgiveness. ”

"I have a very important matter in my heart at the moment, and it is when I am very impatient, but it happens that the two of you are blocking the way, and the words that come out of the question happen to touch my heart, and make me even more impatient, if on weekdays, even if the two of you ask me anything, I will never say anything bad to answer the two. ”

"But no matter how big the reason is, it's also our rudeness first, ask the two noble surnamed Taifu? Where did they come from? How do you know that we are from the Liuyang Chiyang Gang?"

Qin Shuo pointed at Jiang Wenlun and said, "This old man, I only got to it last night, because I met him in a hurry, and I haven't asked him about his origin so far." ”

"But it is not easy to meet such a character unintentionally. Jiang Wenlun took advantage of this to briefly say a few words about his name and resume, of course, Jiang Wenlun felt that his martial arts were low, and he was not embarrassed to mention it.

Qin Shuo also said his name: "A senior brother of mine has gathered people in this Guanyin Temple for a long time, I originally wanted to come here to clean up the portal, but I alone was not caught, so I could only invite colleagues to come to encircle and suppress, but it seems that your gang does not believe in it, this point of manpower is filled in, I am afraid that there will be no return"

After Qin Shuo finished speaking, he looked at the other party, but the words he said did not leave any emotion, the middle-aged man was secretly angry after hearing it, but there was still a smile on his face, and asked: "Your Excellency said that you want to go out to clean up the door, may I ask your master's surname? What is the origin of the murderer in the Guanyin Temple? We did come here from the Chiyang Gang, but we only left after the third watch last night, and no outsiders knew about it except for a few important people in the gang." ”

"It's not that I'm waiting for the young man, it's just that there are too many people who disappeared before, although my Chiyang Gang is the closest to here, but I also have to investigate the reality of this place first, and then consider acting, besides, Shaoxia didn't just inform my Chiyang Gang, the rest of the colleagues have not arrived, we can only be a pioneer for the fellow people in the rivers and lakes, and inquire about the situation first."

Qin Shuo said with a smile: "My master's name, but no one should know it in this realm. He is an old man with a high realm, but he has passed away, and when he walked the rivers and lakes before, he was not promoted to the outside, and the family teacher respected the truth."

The middle-aged man looked even more surprised when he heard this, and asked, "Is it the Qingdi Abbot of Fuhu Mountain?" Qin Shuo said: "Why not, you know my master?" The middle-aged man said, "Oops", "This is strange, this is extremely strange!" Qin Shuo looked at the middle-aged man's surprised look, and couldn't help but be surprised and asked, "How do you say this, what's so strange?"

The middle-aged man said to himself: "I'm afraid of this clear truth, not that pure truth." Qin Shuo said unhappily: "In the whole world, only my master claims to be the clear truth, and no second person dares to call it the clear truth." How can you see that Pure Truth? What kind of person do you know about that Pure Truth?"

The middle-aged man said: "That Qingdi, I don't know the name, what it looks like, I haven't seen it, I don't know." But I knew that there was a dead wood Zen staff in that clear truth, and I didn't leave it for a moment. Qin Shuo smiled: "It turns out that what you know is nothing more than that. My master Qingdi, there is that dead wood Zen staff, and it is also a moment to leave the left and right, I don't know why you suspect that it is not my master?"

The middle-aged man laughed again and said, "Don't be angry because my words are not good, and when I tell the reason, I will naturally not blame me for being suspicious." ”

"My surname is Liu, my name is Chi Wu, I am a native of Liuyang, when I was a teenager, I heard the people in my family say that when my ancestor Liu Xingqiao was in, there was an old monk about seventy or eighty years old, born with a chic attitude, wearing a big red robe. In his left hand, he holds a purple bowl that looks like a stone mortar, and in his right hand, he holds a three-foot-long deadwood Zen stick. ”

"Although the Zen staff is wooden, it weighs more than 100 catties, and the monk holds it in his hand as if nothing has happened. Take a ferry from the other side of the mountain and go to the city to make a fortune. One doesn't want money, the other doesn't want rice, whether rich or poor, they only turn a bowl of white rice, and then chant the sentence 'Amitabha' aloud, and tap it on the edge of the bowl with a dead wood Zen stick. ”

"When it was dusk, he crossed the river by ferry to the other side of the mountain. Someone asked him, "Which monk is it?" What is the name of the Dharma? He said: The old monk has always been in the mountains to stay in the wilderness, and he is at peace with what he encounters, but as for the monastery he is building, his name is Fuhu, but he is not here, and his real name has not been used for many years, and he has long forgotten what it is called. ”

He said that the world marched arbitrarily, but did not remember the name of the place, did not remember the time, so the old monk did not know, at that time, the people in Liuyang City, listened to the strange language of the old monk, and saw those strange actions, within a few days, the people who had been all over the city were vying to turn white rice for the old monk to eat. ”

"The old monk's appetite is also terrifying, and each family makes a big bowl and eats as you like. From morning to night, at least more than 100 have to be made, and more than 100 bowls of rice can be made, and you can eat it in your stomach, and you don't feel very full. Therefore, the people in the city knew that he was a monk with Taoism, some called him a holy monk to his face, and some asked him about his future, but he shook his head and refused to say. ”