"Senior Sister Head, when are you leaving?" asked Mrs. Qinglu.

"Let me think about it again...... "Master Qingxia muttered deeply, muttering to herself, "How could they be so careless?...... Could it be a trap?"

Master Qinglu said, "I don't think so. Those two places are indeed easy to overlook. ”

"It's been so many days...... It stands to reason that these flaws should have been discovered a long time ago......"

Mrs. Qinglu stopped talking, looking at her expression, she still insisted on her opinion. Mrs. Qingxia glanced at her and said, "Senior sister, in fact, you are also very reasonable. ...... Maybe I'm suspicious. ”

"Be careful, I understand. Master Qinglu said with a straight face: "Senior sister in charge, to go or not to go, you have an idea." ”

"Of course we have to go!" Master Qingxia's eyes flashed, "Without further ado, we have to leave as soon as possible! ”

"That'...... Are you going to leave tonight?"

Master Qingxia thought about it too much and said, "Don't be in a hurry for the time being." Before that, I want to go to the personal meeting first and then make a decision. ”

Zhao Yanhao had dinner, sat under the giant candle in the Chinese military tent, and was looking at "The Art of War" with great interest. He had learned that the reason why Shao Feng was resourceful was that he often studied this book, so he borrowed it to read it, hoping to add some wisdom.

In the tent next door, Shao Feng, Zhai Dacheng and others were sitting together, drinking and chatting at the same time, and bursts of laughter came from time to time. For these noises, Zhao Yanhao turned a deaf ear. - He is the kind of person who is very serious about doing things, even very crazy, when he studied the 72 stunts of Shaolin in the Dharma Hall, he once set a record of three days and three nights, without sleep or food.

"Brother Zhao, someone is looking for you. A brocade guard who was on duty outside the tent came in to report.

"Let him in!" Zhao Yanhao glanced up at him, suddenly saved, and asked, "Who is it?"

"Hengshan Qingxia is in charge. ”

When Zhao Yanhao heard this, he hurriedly stood up and walked out quickly, but saw that under a lantern outside the tent, there was a thin and tall old nun, with a straight figure, a solemn face, and the hem of the monk's robe was blown by the night wind, like a black cherry spear inserted in the wilderness.

"Junior, Zhao Yanhao, meet the head of Qingxia!" Zhao Yanhao hurriedly bowed and saluted, and said solemnly: "Head of Qingxia, please enter the account quickly!"

"No need!" Master Qingxia raised her hand, looked at him, and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Yanhao, I want to talk to you alone." With that, he turned and walked into the darkness.

Zhao Yanhao followed behind her, and the two quickly moved away from the camp tent, and when they reached a slope, Mrs. Qingxia stopped, turned around slowly, and said lightly: "Zhao Shaoxia, let's meet again!"

"It's really a blessing!" Zhao Yanhao saluted again, and said with a smile: "If the juniors remember correctly, this is the third time!"

"Wrong! Fourth!" Qingxia Shitai's eyes flashed, and she said slowly: "Zhao Shaoxia, the night of June 12, isn't it one?"

Zhao Yanhao's face turned red, and he snorted: "...... Seniors, please...... Forgive the juniors...... The crime of trespassing on the treasure temple ......"

Mrs. Qingxia looked at his majestic figure silhouette in the dark, and a thought of love and pity suddenly filled her chest, and she murmured softly: "Alas, time flies so fast! It's been eleven years since I first saw the young man in Wutai Mountain!"

Eleven years ago, on the occasion of the 60th birthday of Master Zhitong, the abbot of Wutai Mountain, the abbot of Kongwu took him to pay homage to his birthday, and met Mrs. Qingxia for the first time during the banquet. Zhao Yanhao didn't expect her to remember it so clearly now, and she was very moved in her heart.

Master Qingxia was silent for a while, and said softly: "Zhao Shaoxia, you have outstanding martial arts, and you admire it so much...... It's just that the poor nun can't figure it out: you have such good skills, why don't you want to work for the martial arts instead of serving the imperial court?"

"The purpose of the junior's trip is not to serve the imperial court, but to help my Uncle Miao. ”

"Helping you Uncle Miao, isn't it just helping the imperial court?" Qingxia said lightly: "The imperial court, the overall situation of the world is the most important, and the martial arts are the most important to the morality of the rivers and lakes;

"Thank you seniors for your advice!" Zhao Yanhao arched his hand and said in a deep voice: "The purpose of my Shaolin is to subdue demons and subdue demons and support justice. My Uncle Miao's behavior is to pursue the purpose of Shaolin, punish adultery and eliminate evil, and seek benefits for the common people in the world. May I ask my seniors: What is wrong with me helping my uncle? As a Shaolin disciple, how can the younger generation be worthy of the grace of Shaolin's 20 years of nurturing if he does not actively assist his old man?"

Master Qingxia said coldly: "Okay......, good! Zhao Shaoxia, when did you join the Beizhen Fusi?"

"The younger generation is not from the North Town Fusi. ”

"Oh, is it?" Qingxia Shi sneered: "In this way, after the matter is completed, presumably the Beizhen Fusi will give you a lot of benefits?"

Zhao Yanhao's heart was slightly angry, and he said in a deep voice: "How can the junior be this kind of person?"

"Heh, then what are you for?" Qingxia's voice suddenly became excited: "Just to help your uncle, or to preside over the so-called martial arts justice?"

Zhao Yanhao couldn't hear her sarcasm, he was angry in his heart, and sneered: "The treasures seized from the Tang Sect back then were for disaster relief. The Nangong family was already rich, and they were insatiably greedy, and they used despicable means to secretly take it away! Because of their greed, thousands of disaster victims were displaced and starved everywhere...... Qingxia master, you said: This kind of filthy behavior, according to the rules of martial arts, shouldn't everyone be punished?"

Master Qingxia sighed and said, "Zhao Shaoxia, although the owner of Nangong Village is not, the children are innocent. As the saying goes, 'Woe to your wife and children.'" 'Since the person concerned has already been punished, why not spare them?'

"The Buddha said: karma. Zhao Yanhao said: "If you plant the cause, there will be results." If the owner of Nangong Zhuang hadn't been greedy back then, why would their children end up like this?"

"Amitabha! Zhao Shaoxia, you and I are both Buddhists, disciples of Buddhism, and we should be compassionate. Why don't you let the children go, spare them...... Let them take refuge in my Buddha and live for the rest of their lives!"

"The country has its own laws, and the family has its own rules. Zhao Yanhao said loudly: "This matter, you don't count what you say, I don't count if I say it! Head Qingxia, please hand over Nangong Fu and Nangong Di, and wait for the court to send it down!"

"Zhao Shaoxia, if it were you, would you be willing to pay it?"

Zhao Yanhao shook his head helplessly and persuaded: "Head Qingxia, the matter has come to this, don't be obsessed, it's useless." ...... The reason why the juniors are reluctant to do it is that they are waiting for you to think clearly......"

"In this way, Zhao Shaoxia is very hard-working!" Qingxia Shitai was extremely sarcastic, and sneered: "Poor Ni is deeply gracious!"

"In the whole world, no one can resist the imperial court!" Zhao Yanhao said with a straight face: "The younger generation is true to the seniors and Hengshan, but they have a heart of preservation and hope that the seniors will learn clearly!"

"Hmph, my Hengshan can survive eight hundred years without falling, naturally it has its way of survival! At this point, it's not Zhao Shaoxia's turn for you to worry about!"

Zhao Yanhao shook his head and sighed, and said in a deep voice: "Head Qingxia, have you decided?"

Qingxia Master snorted too coldly.

Zhao Yanhao stared at her eyes and said slowly: "Head Qingxia, do you really think that I can't find anyone?"

"Hmph, Heng Mountain is not big, there are only dozens of temples, more than a hundred mountains, how can you not find people?"

"Okay!" Zhao Yanhao high-fived and said loudly: "Head Qingxia, since it has been said that this is the case, the seniors are still obsessed, then the juniors are not welcome! Tomorrow morning, the juniors will personally lead people and go up the mountain to get people!"

Master Qingxia said coldly: "Please, say goodbye!" After speaking, he turned around with a cold face and strode up the mountain road.

Zhao Yanhao looked at her back motionlessly and sighed heavily.

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In the middle of the night, Mrs. Qingxia returned to the court hall and walked to the meditation room.

"Senior Sister in charge, how is the situation?" As soon as Mrs. Qingxia entered the house, Mrs. Qinglu, who was waiting in the courtyard, followed in and asked impatiently.

"Nothing. Mrs. Qingxia took off her bast shoes, put on clogs, and said lightly: "He said that he would come up the mountain to get people early tomorrow morning." ”

"Ah?...... Qinglushi's face changed suddenly, "how is this good?...... Looks like we've got to go!"

Master Qingxia pondered for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "No, I'll leave tomorrow!"

"What??" Master Qinglu was anxious and puzzled: "Tomorrow, the enemy will go up the mountain, how to go then?"

Master Qingxia glanced at her and said leisurely: "They come to theirs, let's go ours, what's the matter?"

"Yes...... But it's broad daylight after all!"

"I'm just going to leave in broad daylight. ”

"Why?" said Qinglu, looking at her in surprise.

Master Qingxia smiled and explained, "That road is rugged and difficult, and it is not only dangerous to walk at night, but it is also easy to make trouble; ...... Besides, tomorrow Zhao Yanhao will take people up the mountain, in this case, some troops will definitely be dispatched to accompany him, and his eyeliner will inevitably decrease, isn't it just a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's still Senior Sister Gaojian!" Master Qinglu nodded and asked, "What about the specific hour?"

"I see, it's just the beginning of the hour. Mrs. Qingxia took a sip of tea and said, "At that time, the sky will be bright, and it should be the time for them to go up the mountain, and at the same time, it will also be the time when those watchers are most likely to be paralyzed and careless." ”

"Good. I understand!" Master Qinglu's eyes flashed, and after thinking about it, he asked, "It's just, out of Heng Mountain, where are we going?"

"Mount Wutai. Master Qingxia had already thought about it, "You are waiting for me in the mountain behind Qujiawan." ”

"Senior Sister Head, are you going too?"

"Of course!" Qingxia Shitai explained, "Zhao Yanhao wants to go up the mountain, so I must stay, otherwise, it will immediately arouse their suspicions." ...... When we met, I lied that I was going to retreat, and then I walked through the back door of the meditation room to meet you. ”

"This is the best way!" Master Qinglu bowed his head and said with a straight face: "Senior Sister in charge, please rest assured, I will take them away on time." ”

"En!" Master Qingxia looked solemn and thought for a while, "Let Shuang'er go with you." ”

At dawn the next day, the sky changed abruptly, and a torrential rain fell amid the rumbling thunder. Qingxia Shitai walked to the dripping eaves, and looked through the layers of cold rain curtains, the near mountains and the distant plains had already mixed into a vague blue-gray, and the world was like Pangu unopened, chaotic.

"There are unforeseen circumstances...... she muttered in her heart, somehow, her mind was very upset.

——It was the next sentence of "people have good and bad luck", which made her have a sense of foreboding. In fact, she refused to read this sentence in her heart, but it was so clear in her partiality in her thoughts.

Leng Ruoshuang put on a bamboo hat, put on a robe, and sighed faintly: "Alas...... This annoying rain!"

"Senior sister in charge, or ...... Wait for the rain to light up and then go...... "Mrs. Qinglu has also finished her stay, holding two bamboo hats in her left hand and two robes in her right hand, which is prepared for the Nangong Fu brothers.

"What do you know?!" Master Qingxia looked at her with reproachful eyes, "This kind of weather, the enemy can't see clearly! This is a godsend, don't leave quickly!"

The two left the court hall, chose the deserted path with lush trees, and walked to the sunset ridge, and soon arrived in front of the grotto.

"Who?" With this low shout, a yellow-robed young man flashed out with a sword in his hand, it was Nangong Fu.

"Don't be nervous, it's us!" Leng Ruoshuang glanced at him, and saw that he looked haggard, his eye sockets were sunken, his beard was stubble, and his originally plump and fair face had become thin and gray.

"Miss Leng! Master Qinglu!" Nangong Fu was a little surprised by their arrival.

The two followed him into the grotto, and Mrs. Qinglu handed them the bamboo hat and the robe, and urged: "Hurry up and put it on, and go immediately!"

"Where are you going?" Nangong Fu was puzzled.

"Don't ask, I'll tell you on the way. ”

The four of them all had extraordinary martial arts, and they were careful all the way, and they arrived at the back mountain of Qujiawan very smoothly.

Leng Ruoshuang stood on the edge of the earthen cliff, looking at the surrounding situation, but saw that under his feet was a dustpan-shaped depression, and on the yellow-brown cliff wall, there were more than ten earthen kilns with firewood covered. In the center of the depression, there is a rather small flat dam, and there are several large piles of firewood piled up on the side. Quietly everywhere, only the sound of "rustling" rain hitting the leaves.

Nangong Fu leaned on the trunk of the tree, quietly looking at the cold back in front of her, and the bamboo hat and robe, which could not hide her slender figure at all, but added a heroic atmosphere.

"Miss Leng, are we just waiting for my aunt here?" Nangong Fu asked quietly.

"Yes. Leng Ruoshuang glanced back at him, and said lightly: "Young Master Nangong, don't worry, you won't have to wait long." ”

Nangong Fu looked at the beautiful face under the bamboo hat, and his eyes were a little stupid.

Since the first sight thirteen years ago, this beautiful face and this slender figure have long been clearly imprinted in my mind and firmly rooted in the depths of my soul.

Thirteen years, thirteen years! Miss Leng, your peerless appearance has not changed at all, and I, from a little boy who has nothing to do, has become a young master of Nangong who is envied by everyone.

Leng girl, do you know how many family affairs I have rejected for you? People say I'm picky, but in fact, who really understands my heart —— is infatuated with you!

I don't understand: why when it comes to this, not only my father will resolutely oppose it, but even my aunt will always push back!

Don't you like me, do you think I'm not worthy of you, or do you despise me as a young master?...... Do you know that for you, I would rather not be the young master of Nangong, but would like to live with you for the rest of my life!

Or do you already have someone you like? But why have you never heard of or seen such a person for so many years?

And you, why haven't you been married for so many years?......

Alas, I don't understand! Pain......