Shi Qingjue raised his hand and touched his bald head, and found that the stubble had grown again, and decided to shave them off later.

Gao Yang, who was sitting on a pile of felt blankets, also touched his head, took a sip of wine, and sighed comfortably, "Finally alive, good brother, I haven't seen you for a few days, you will become the boss of Tieshan, and I can't believe it when I was killed." ”

A shining smile appeared on Gao Yang's face, as if it had been soaked in a layer of grease, which made his gaze even more vicious, like a fierce dog about to feast on a large piece.

Shi Qingjue was in a trance for a while, he felt that it had been a long time, so long that he was not very comfortable with the title of "good brother", "Don't talk nonsense, I am not the boss of Iron Mountain, the Iron Spear King is the son of Miss, everyone is loyal to him, I just came up with a few ideas, everyone takes it seriously, and I am not an outsider." ”

Gao Yang blinked his right eye ambiguously and whispered: "I understand, don't worry, I have experience in dealing with these people, and I will give you a 'king' hat sooner or later." ”

Shi Qingjue smiled, "Don't think too much. ”

Gao Yang patted his head, "By the way, this is for you." Reaching into his crotch, he dug it around, and after a while, he took out a small cloth bag and said cheerfully, "Take it." ”

Shi Qingjue tried his best to hide the surprise in his heart and his disgust for Gao Yang's action, "You really got it?"

"Of course, otherwise why would I let you pick me up?" Gao Yang said flatly, as if what he had done was just a trivial matter.

Shi Qingjue took the cloth bag and opened it carefully, and inside were two thin booklets.

The first is the "Bitter Yin Sutra", which is a pure Buddhist scripture, the scriptures are not long, the font is larger, and the blank space is densely filled with annotations and experiences, none of which are related to martial arts, Gao Yang is not literate, and he can't understand the Buddhist scriptures, and he recognizes the word "bitter yin", and takes it for granted that this is a powerful martial arts.

Shi Qingjue didn't say anything, but his face still revealed the disappointment in his heart, Gao Yang held the wine bowl, and he couldn't drink it anymore.

The second book is "Vajra Prajna Mind Method", Shi Qingjue was a little disappointed just by looking at the name, but after turning the page, he read it.

Gao Yang stared at his good brother nervously, his mood gradually relaxed, he drank all the wine in the bowl, poured it by himself, and felt that this was the time to brag, "The good brother recognized people accurately, and entered the Four Noble Truths, and sure enough, it was Faqi who accepted me, but he didn't let me be an apprentice, saying that he wanted to observe for a while, so I begged him, saying that it was okay to observe, can you stay by his side, and feel the boundless Dharma, haha, he actually believed it." I was a paralyzed person, no one cared about me, I secretly observed, and found that Faqi was most interested in these two books, and read a few pages every day, and I thought that I couldn't be wrong, so I deliberately remembered where they were stored, and when the good brother arrived, he took them by the hand. They're still useful, aren't they?"

Gao Yang was very lucky, when Faqi and other high-ranking monks went to besiege Old Man Mu, and the other disciples resisted the attack of Tieshan, so stealing books was easy.

Shi Qingjue closed the book and stuffed the two booklets into his arms, "Useful, Brother Gao, from today onwards, you no longer owe me anything, I owe you a favor." ”

"Haha, since you're a good brother, you still say this kind of extraneous thing. Gao Yang grinned, sincerely hoping that Shi Qingjue would always remember what he had just said, anyway, he would not forget, "You go and get busy, stab me twice." ”

Shi Qingjue walked out of the tent, it was late at night outside, there were fires everywhere in the camp, groups of Iron Mountain bandits were drinking wildly, they were still immersed in the joy of the first large-scale robbery in several years, even if they died tomorrow and there was no place to bury, it couldn't interfere with the mood tonight.

He changed his mind and grabbed the two minions and asked them to carry Gao Yang out.

Shi Qingjue was warmly welcomed as soon as he appeared, and the cries of "monk" came and went, this is his name in Tieshan, and it is estimated that he will never get rid of it, and he himself prefers this title rather than the overly intimate "good brother".

In just a short distance, Shi Qingjue drank five large bowls of wine, scolded his mother four times, and made bold promises three times, each time he could arouse cheers that pierced the night sky.

Shi Qingjue said to Gao Yang that he was not the boss of Tieshan yet, it was not modest, in fact, he was very careful in this group of people.

Tieshan is a gang that has been formed for a long time, and the relationship from top to bottom is close and complex, it is not that he can integrate into it by coming up with a few ideas and saying some bold words, yes, everyone has shown trust and like, but it comes and goes quickly, and the status of the monk is still extremely unstable, as long as the slightest mistake is made, it may lead to death.

He killed the big boss Nago with his own hands, which was necessary at the time, but it also annoyed many people, who temporarily held back, but kept their eyes on the monk, waiting for him to make a mistake.

Shi Qingjue patted the book in his arms, thinking that he had to practice advanced martial arts as soon as possible, and he had to do a few more big things to win over some more people in order to ensure his own safety.

He felt the strength of the wine rush up, his steps were a little frivolous, but his mood was just right, and he yelled: "Bring it out!"

The bandits, who were in the mood for drinking, had a hunch that the most delicious appetizer of the night was about to be served, and shouted and cheered together.

Four minions brought two captives from a nearby tent.

is such a trivial matter, and it also makes Shi Qingjue more aware of his true status, he is far from being the leader of all calls, the bandits responded to the peace, but no one moved, they regarded themselves as spectators rather than subordinates, those four minions were arranged by Shi Qingjue a long time ago, otherwise, he was likely to fall into an embarrassing situation at this time, and it was a fatal embarrassment.

The two captives were tied up and paralyzed as soon as they landed, one was called "Senior Brother Kai'en" and the other shouted "Holy Monk spares his life".

The voice of pleading was so beautiful, Shi Qingjue was a little fluttering, pulled out a single knife, opened his arms, and said loudly: "I am a monk, I have kindness to repay kindness, and I have revenge." ”

The cheers resounded in the sky, this was what the bandits liked to hear, and it had been a long time since the death of the big-headed god that no one had spoken so cheerfully.

Shi Qingjue pointed to Gao Yang who was sitting not far away, "This is my best brother, for me, he is willing to take risks and blend into the Four Noble Truths, we were able to succeed last night, and the greatest credit belongs to him." ”

No one cared what the specific credit was, everyone raised a bowl together, and the word "brother" popped out of everyone's mouth.

In an instant, there were more than a dozen wine bowls in front of Gao Yang, he smiled, he didn't have to think about it, he knew what he should do, even if it was a scene, he was also fully engaged in it, "As long as my brother is here, I am not afraid of death!"

Gao Yang's image suddenly became taller, and the bandits on the inner and outer three floors drank dry bowl of wine at the same time, making all kinds of strange calls, like a flock of male birds in estrus.

They are going into a state of madness.

When his position was unstable, Shi Qingjue would rather everyone go crazy than have too many people sober, and when the cry gradually stopped, he pointed a knife at the two captives who were paralyzed as mud, "This is my enemy, everyone says, how can I 'repay' them?"

No one cared about the details of the feud, and the cowardice and trepidation of the captives, like the layer of oil on top of a delicacy, aroused everyone's appetite even more.

"Kill, kill, dismantle!"

Shi Qingjue winked at his minions, told them to untie the ropes from the captives, and forced the captives to stand up.

One is the monk Juequan in the kitchen, and the other is the lay disciple Lao Tuan, Shi Qingjue decided to take them under the knife, he doesn't hate the senior brother who once provoked, and he still has respect for the master, but he can't let go of these two people.

The humiliation he suffered when he was poor was particularly impressive, because it was when his self-esteem was at its most sensitive.

"The Tieshan brothers testified that the monk does not kill unarmed and powerless waste. ”

Lao Tuan and Juequan each had an extra knife in their hands, and they didn't seem to feel it at all, and they rushed to beg for mercy.

The bandits were quiet, Shi Qingjue walked towards the two, feeling the emotional changes around him, he wanted to make a knife at the best time.

When he arrived, he thought, holding the knife in both hands and raising it high, the first to slash at the old group.

The old group is a serious swordsman, although he is not Shi Qingjue's opponent, he can support a few moves even if he fights hard, and the only thing Shi Qingjue is worried about is him.

But the old group didn't know if he was scared stupid, or if he had been tied for a long time, so he didn't resist with a knife, but raised his left hand without holding the knife, "spare ......"

Only one word was spoken, and the whole person was split in half from top to bottom.

It was the long-awaited feast, and the bandits let out a sigh of satisfaction in unison.

Juequan shook a few times, and he was about to faint.

Shi Qingjue didn't want to waste this prop, he stabbed his backhand, and his head fell to the ground, so cheers rang out, Shi Qingjue threw down the bloodstained single knife, knowing that his position was a little more stable, just a little, he still had to continue to work hard.

Gao Yang held the wine bowl, "Monk, I salute you with a bowl." He wisely changed his name, and the "good brother" who was coming over was indeed different from before.

Shi Qingjue took the wine bowl and said, "Brother Gao, we will always be good brothers." After drinking it all, he suddenly understood that it was still useful to have such a "good brother".

Gao Yang nodded and did not speak.

Shi Qingjue walked towards a nearby tent, Tie Shan hadn't stepped out of the boundary of Biyu City yet, he had to hurry up and solve as many problems as possible.

The abbot Fa Feng was treated preferentially, there was no rope on his body, the tent was not big, but it was very clean, he heard the sound outside clearly, and when he saw Shi Qingjue coming in, he smiled, "Hello, monk." ”

Shi Qingjue used to be a monk who knew the guest, and often saw the abbot, except for "yes, abbot", he didn't say a few words in total, and he felt strange in the face of this cordial greeting.

"The Dragon King wants you, you'd better be of some use. ”

"That's between me and the Dragon King, and besides, you don't really think the Dragon King is still alive, do you?"

After the Iron Mountain plundered the Four Truths, it immediately marched eastward non-stop, and only set up camp after the second watch, and the results of the city lord's contest had not yet arrived.

"The reason is very simple, I know the Dragon King, and I don't have any connection with the Dubu King, so I can only bet on the Dragon King to win, betting that he will own Biyu City and even half of the Western Regions, if he loses or dies, you are even more unlucky. ”

"Well, yes, the Four Noble Truths have abandoned me, and people like Faqi are probably glad that you have done them a great favor, and maybe even a new abbot has been chosen. ”

Shi Qingjue snorted, he originally wanted to ask Fa Feng what secrets were hidden, it was worth the Dragon King's effort, but suddenly he lost interest.

He was just about to leave, when a small leader rushed in from outside the tent, looking so excited that he seemed to have drunk a few catties of old wine, "The Dragon King has won, the news just came." ”

A stone fell to the ground in Shi Qingjue's heart, and he found that the little leader was still unsatisfied, "Is there anything else?"

The little leader's voice trembled, "I led a group of brothers out of the camp to patrol, and guess what? We caught a big fish, a big fish. The little leader dragged out his voice, "It's the Dubu King, he was injured, and he was captured." ”

Shi Qingjue was taken aback, in all his plans, he did not include offending the Dubu King and provoking hordes of killers.

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