Chapter Eighty-Six: After the Break
Mei Zigui shook his head again and again, and said, "How can this be done? Your martial arts are too far behind those of Da Wei Demon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoEven if your senior brother Qingyun Dao has arrived, I'm afraid it will be difficult to walk in front of Da Wei Demon for ten rounds. Since the death of Helian Qingtian, there is no one in this world who is the opponent of the Dawei Demon. You are going to die. ā
Qingfeng twisted his long beard and sighed: "Poor Dao is indeed not the opponent of Da Wei Demon. But I'm a monk, and I'm a monk. The last thing I like to hear is your that "women don't let their eyebrows" back then. If you really want to stay, then you and I can stay. If there is a miracle, I hope that someone else will save it. ā
Mei Zigui also sighed and said, "Well, if the two of us join forces, we may be able to resist for a while." Menglan, Xinbai, Ruan Huang, and Green Jade, the four of you take these sisters, leave now, don't delay. All the way to the west, be sure to reach Yangzhou City. Do not allow any of you to come back and avenge me. This is the last order that the old man gave you. If anyone refuses to obey, the old body will die immediately in front of you!"
Menglan and the others were all crying, and their tears couldn't be wiped away. But seeing that Mei Zigui's eyebrows were about to stand up, everyone had to nod in agreement.
Mei Zigui stood up, walked to the wall behind the chair, and reached out and pressed one part of the wall. Listening only to the "creaking" sound, the wall slowly moved to the side, revealing a large hole. The cave was dark, and a brick staircase was exposed at the entrance of the cave. Mei Zigui instructed Meng Lan and the others to light a few torches. Following the stairs in the cave, the women of the family entered the cave in turn.
When everyone entered the cave and walked away, Mei Zigui couldn't hold back what he said, and two lines of old tears flowed down his crumpled cheeks. Mei Zigui pressed a place on the wall again, and the wall closed again.
Mei Zigui looked at Qingfeng, and Qingfeng looked at Mei Zigui at the same time.
Qingfeng smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know why I miss Senior Brother Qingyun today, as well as my disciples from Kongtong Mountain. After speaking, he found a Taishi chair and sat down.
Mei Zigui walked back to the chair in the middle and sat down, holding the two faucet armrests of the chair with both hands.
Mei Zigui glanced at Qingfeng, smiled sadly, and said: "If the two of us die here today, I wonder if anyone will know who did it in the future, and will anyone avenge you and me?"
Qingfeng smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "You have said it, except for Helian Qingtian, there is no one in the righteous path martial arts in this world who is the opponent of Da Wei Demon. Even if others knew, what could they do? but..."Qingfeng said as he spoke, wanting to stop talking.
Mei Zigui was stunned: "But what?"
Qingfeng pondered for a moment and said, "If the Sword God is here, he may be able to kill that demon." ā
Mei Zigui's eyes lit up, then darkened again, nodded, and said, "If you don't mention it, I really forget it." Perhaps, this Ximen Kuanghui of the Folding Sword Villa can really destroy this bald donkey. It's a pity he's not there. ā
Qingfeng pulled the green steel sword out of the box, placed it on his chest, and closed his eyes.
Mei Zigui also closed her eyes.
I don't know how long it took, but the door creaked open on both sides. Outside the door walked an old monk and a short man. When the old monk saw Qingfeng and Mei Zigui, he was stunned for a moment, but quickly regained his composure, and said, "Two, please." ā
Mei Zigui looked at the old monk in front of him, and said calmly: "The master is here, I don't know what to ask?"
The old monk smiled slightly and said, "The female benefactor's words have tormented the poor monks. The poor monk came tonight without any other request, but just wanted to borrow the precious land to live for the night and leave tomorrow. ā
Mei Zigui barely squeezed out a smile and said, "Of course you can, I have a room here." As long as the master doesn't think my mansion is vulgar, he can live there. The old man will take the two of them there. ā
The old monk was full of joy, bowed down and said, "Amitabha, good and good, thank you to the female benefactor for taking it in." Excuse me, who is this?" the old monk pointed to the Qingfeng Dao Chief.
Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes, then stood up, and asked: "Immeasurable Tianzun, poor and talented, Kongtong Mountain Qingfeng is also." I was so tired just now that I accidentally fell asleep. I wonder who you are, Master?"
The old monk nodded, and pretended to be surprised and said, "It turns out that Your Excellency is the famous Kongtong Sect Qingfeng Dao Master. The poor monk is a monk in the Wenshu Monastery of Wutai Mountain, and his Dharma name is Zhikong. It's just that Dao Chief, you are resting on this chair, and you are still holding the sword, which is really an eye-opener for the poor monk!"
The beard on Qingfeng's face twitched a few times, and he didn't laugh out loud in embarrassment.
Zhikong pointed to the short man beside him and said, "This is my new disciple, Qiu Yintao." Go, I've seen the breeze chief. ā
Qiu Yintao hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "The junior has seen the Qingfeng Dao Chief. ā
Qingfeng looked Qiu Yintao up and down, and saw that this person had a baby's face that was happy to see the door, but listening to the voice, it was already a middle-aged man's accent.
Qingfeng nodded and did not speak.
Zhikong led Qiu Yintao to say goodbye to Qingfeng and followed Mei Zigui to the backyard.
Qiu Yintao looked around and asked suspiciously, "Why doesn't there seem to be anyone in this mansion?" ā
Zhikong whispered in Qiu Yintao's ear: "Maybe it's all resting." I said rest outside. You have to live in. The people here were reluctant to take us in. You expect them to greet and entertain us. We're going to go on our way early tomorrow morning, so don't worry about others, let's rest early. ā
Qiu Yintao pursed his lips and did not speak.
Mei Zigui took the two of them to a small courtyard, which had three rooms, one bright and two dark.
Mei Zigui pointed to the door and said, "Let's live here." The beds and bedding were all clean. If there is no other need, then the old body will leave. ā
Zhikong saluted again and thanked him.
At night, Qiu Yintao smelled a strong smell of fireworks in his dream. When I opened my eyes, the house I was in was already on fire, and the flames were about to burn to my buttocks. Qiu Yintao pulled over a quilt, wrapped himself, and rushed out of the house.
Qiu Yintao's figure had just rushed into the courtyard, and a long sword had already stabbed Qiu Yintao's waist and abdomen. Qiu Yintao hurriedly rolled his body, flashed the tip of the sword, and grabbed the blade of the long sword tightly with both hands. The long sword suddenly changed its move, and it pulled horizontally. Qiu Yintao's hands immediately drew a deep blood groove, and the quilt was completely cut at the same time, and pieces of cotton wool floated apart.
Qiu Yintao couldn't help but be angry in his chest, and scolded loudly: "Damn, which son of a bitch raised me and framed Lao Tzu?"