Song Wenyuan and Hong Ye Ding Qin news spread, these days Chengdu unprecedented liveliness, many rich businessmen have come to Chengdu to participate in the Song Valve's great joy, every day there is an endless stream of guests to the Shu Wangfu to congratulate, therefore, Song Kui decided to entertain all guests on the Mid-Autumn Festival day on August 15.

Xie Yang has been busy in the past few days, firstly, he has no friends in Sichuan and Shu, he only knows Song Wenyuan, and Song Wenyuan is also busy these days, so he is embarrassed to disturb him, as for Hong Shan, without Hong Shan's order, he would never dare to see her. In the courtyard, I can hear the maidservants talking about the young master's marriage every day, and he is about to get sick.

Suddenly remembered Uncle Shi's letter, and looked at it again, General Tiangong, the eight big characters of the Yellow Turban Uprising came into his eyes again, and the content of the letter was so much, Zhang Jiaodao was called General Tiangong, who led the Yellow Turban Uprising, this was all hundreds of years ago, this matter is known to the whole world, what is Uncle Shi hinting at! Thinking that Uncle Shi left a letter and left, and he didn't know where he went, Xie Yang suddenly thought that he could go to Wuzhuang Temple to find out.

Thinking of this, he immediately ordered his subordinates to prepare horses. Xie Yang has been a celebrity in Chengdu since he cleaned up the flower thief Mo Tailai, although many people have not seen him, but they respect him very much, and at the night banquet of the King of Shu, he was tied with the first swordsman in the Western Regions, which added to his momentum, and the little guy who prepared the horse said, "Where is Xie Ye going, do you need to be accompanied by a villain."

Xie Yang said, "I'm going to Wuzhuang Temple, ha, I know the road, don't bother, I'll go by myself, don't call me Xie Ye in the future, call me eldest brother." What's your name?"

The little guy said, "The villain's name is Li Yanda, Xie Ye calls me Li Wucheng, the villain's mother said, Xie Ye killed the flower thief, and eliminated harm for my people, he is a good person, my family is poor, and there is no money to report to Xie Ye, my mother burns incense and worships the Buddha every day to keep me safe." ”

Xie Yang didn't think that there would be so many benefits for killing the flower thief, and he suddenly felt extremely useful, but he was from a poor family, and he still couldn't get used to it, so he said, "Thank you so much, Auntie."

Leaving the courtyard, riding a horse to the Five Dao Temple, he was still the little Taoist boy last time, Xie Yang said, "Brother Xiaodao, dare to ask the abbot is there?"

Xiao Daotong said respectfully, "Master has been waiting for a long time, please donor." ”

Xiao Daotong led the way in front and led Xie Yang around the main hall and into a side room. Xiao Daotong knocked on the door and said, "Master, the benefactor of that day has arrived."

The wooden door creaked open, and inside was a white-bearded Taoist, and the Taoist said, "Please inside the donor?"

Xie Yang walked into the small room, the room is not big, on the right side against the wall is a wooden bookshelf, on which a few bamboo slips are placed, on the left is a wooden bed, the bedding is neatly folded, the whole hut is very simple, but it is extremely clean, it is often cleaned.

This elderly Taoist was dressed in a gray-white Taoist robe, his half-white hair was pulled into a bun, and he was wearing a pair of black Taoist shoes, his body was slender, his eyes were bright, and he stood very straight.

Xie Yang looked at the Taoist, and the Taoist also secretly observed Xie Yang and said, "I have been waiting for the donor for several days."

Xie Yang said, "The Taoist seems to be an unpredictable prophet, knowing that I will come to you, right?"

The old Taoist elder smiled slightly and said, "It's not the old Taoist unpredictable prophet, but the constant temperature junior disciple unpredictable prophet"

Xie Yang heard the old Taoist elder mention that his senior uncle was well-known, and hurriedly asked, "Does the Taoist know my senior uncle?"

The old Taoist sighed and said, "Of course I know, Senior Brother Hengwen has lived in my Taoist Temple for fifteen years, and on the day of Senior Brother Hengwen's departure, it is asserted that someone will come to this Taoist Temple to find him, if it is an old man, then he will know his whereabouts when he sees the letter, and he will not come back, if he is a young man, he will return to this Taoist Temple to inquire where he goes."

Xie Yang and Uncle Hengwen had never met, but from the letter he left behind and the words confessed by the old Taoist priest, he learned about the mysterious side of Uncle Shi, and said, "Please also ask the Taoist chief to tell him?"

The old Taoist closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "Brother Hengwen came to Wuzhuang Temple eighteen years ago, he was about the same age as you at that time, from the day he arrived, the old Taoist knew that he was a big-minded person, he silently practiced martial arts and swords every day, but never fought with others, Chengdu is an extraordinary master of the rivers and lakes, martial arts knights, every day there are people who become famous in the battle of the rivers and lakes, and your uncle does not regard fame and things outside the body as the same thing, he will only talk about the world's major events with the old Taoist in his spare time, and discuss the way of governing the country. Your uncle is ambitious, and he is determined to seek justice for the poor people, which is definitely not a thing in the pool, and the old man admires it very much. ”

Xie Yang knew that the thoughts of the master and the master were the same, and they coincided, that was the ultimate dream of the sect for hundreds of years, and he couldn't imagine that the uncle and the master were equally great, for the ideals of the master, for the righteousness of the people in the world and give up their normal lives, and suddenly felt ashamed, and he went down the mountain for a few months, only caring about eating, drinking, having fun and enjoying, and he did not listen to the teachings of the master, and had close contacts with the nobles of the gate, which violated his oath, he was silent.

The old Taoist chief continued, "Until three years ago, your uncle suddenly told the old Taoist that the time was ripe and he was leaving, so he left a letter and asked the old Taoist to keep it on his behalf, saying that someone from the master must come to look for him. ”

Xie Yang took out the letter wrapped in oilcloth from his bosom and handed it to the old Taoist chief to read.

The old Taoist saw the only eight big characters on the letter, and said, "The old Taoist used to be just an inference, but now it seems that the old Taoist guess is good, it turns out that you are all the descendants of Huang Tiandao." ”

Xie Yang was taken aback, this old Taoist was really shrewd, and he could deduce the affairs of the master in just a few words.

The old Taoist continued, "Huang Tiandao is also a branch of the Daomen, the old Taoist has always thought that it is an evil demon in the past, and it was only after seeing your uncle that there was a change, we have the same ancestry, the purpose is the same, but the ways and means are different. If Lao Dao's guess is right, the donor must be Xie Shaoxia, who killed the flower thief!"

Xie Yang immediately respected this old Taoist, this inconspicuous Taoist temple, an old Taoist priest who is more than a few years old, but he is also a person who has the world in mind and is extremely shrewd, and it is really not easy to abandon worldly concepts.

Xie Yang said respectfully, "The Taoist chief guessed correctly, I am Xie Yang." Could the Taoist chief please tell the boy, where did my uncle go?"

Lao Dao said in a long and profound way, "Your uncle is mysterious, where he went, Lao Dao doesn't know, but Lao Dao knows that your uncle is the kind of person who is extremely determined, and will never give up his ideals, otherwise he will not stay in Wuzhuang Guan for fifteen years, Lao Dao practiced the Taoist observation technique, will not be mistaken, Xie Shaoxia, you are kind-hearted, and the future will be immeasurable, Lao Dao hopes that you can uphold the purpose of your teacher, remember that everything can not be forced, there is no absolute right and wrong, a clear conscience is worthy of heaven and earth, you go!" ”

Xie Yang was confused by the words of the old man, and he seemed to understand whether he understood it, but he was ordered to be expelled, but there was another meaning in the words of the old man, and the uncle implied that his master would know where he was going when he saw the letter, so he couldn't see through it. Helplessly, I thanked the old Taoist and returned to Chengdu.

Seeing that Xie Yang had left, Xiao Daotong asked, "Master, you told him so much, can he understand!"

The old Taoist stared at the back of Xie Yang's departure and said, "For the teacher just performed the art of observation, this person is a rare savior for thousands of years, the road to this is bumpy, whether it can succeed depends on his creation." ”

Dao Tong asked again, "Master, don't you really know where Uncle Constant Temperature is?"

The old Taoist sighed and said, "How can you not know, it's just that the secret of heaven can't be revealed."

Xiao Daotong looked at the direction Xie Yang was walking and was silent.

Xie Yang returned in vain in the Taoist temple, he was extremely depressed, he wanted to return to Kunming impulsively to ask the master, but he suppressed the impulse, the master has passed the position of head to himself, no merit, how can he have the face to go back, so he secretly made up his mind that he would never join the camp of the king of Shu, and he wanted to make a name for himself and not use the power of the valve nobles to realize the righteousness of the master, and then thought of Hong Shan, and he wanted to rely on his own strength to erase the gap between the nobles and the poor family, and realize the real fairness and justice in the world. decided to leave Chengdu after Song Wenyuan settled on his family and went to the Central Plains to break through.

It was past noon, Xie Yang suddenly felt hungry, breakfast had not been eaten, it was already past lunch time, and decided to go to the alleys of Beishi to stroll.

Although the North City is not as full of restaurants as the South City, it is the birthplace of Chengdu's authentic snacks, Xie Yang loves to eat, and he found a noodle shop to sit down without thinking about it. He said, "Shopkeeper, bring me a bowl of noodles and cut some lo-mei."

"Okay, objectively, you can wait a minute, and it will be there soon." After a while, the fragrant noodles had been served, and the store cut two plates of lo-mei, Xie Yang immediately devoured them, and said in his heart, this ordinary person also has the happiness of a commoner, if he and Hong Shan live a civilian life, it will also be quite delicious.

Xie Yang had lunch and led the horse to walk around the street, the streets were full of people, Xie Yang didn't want to ride a horse to disturb the original quiet and natural state here. Passing by a shop selling fried cakes, a few beggar children were licking their lips behind the shop, showing that they were very hungry. Xie Yang thought of the situation when he was a child when the master led him down the mountain and ate fried cakes for the first time, he couldn't bear it, tied the horse to the pillar of the shop, and said to the boss, "Shopkeeper, wrap me a few fried cakes", Xie Yang paid, squatted in front of the little beggar, and said, "Children, eat!"

Several children immediately surrounded and grabbed Xie Yang's legs, a little girl timidly took the fried cake, Xie Yang suddenly laughed, and just about to get up, a sense of crisis came to his heart. I saw that the little girl holding the fried cake suddenly flashed murderous in her eyes, and threw the fried cake at Xie Yang, Xie Yang instinctively flashed, and the fried cake passed by, the little girl pulled out a short sword from her arms and stabbed it in Xie Yang's chest, Xie Yang wanted to hide, but several children grabbed his legs to death, not allowing him to dodge, Xie Yang knew that something was wrong, and he was ambushed by the enemy.

It was too late for him to draw his sword again, Xie Yang secretly mentioned Huang Tian's innocence, kicked his legs at the child who was holding him, and with the strength of his waist, forcibly moved an inch, which was able to dodge a stab in the chest, and at the same time turned his palm into a knife and slashed at the little girl's left shoulder, and the little girl was slapped upside down by his palm and flew out. However, the real crisis came from behind, the boss who sold fried cakes also pulled out a short knife and stabbed him in the back, Xie Yang found out that his left leg was restrained, and only kicked two children away, and it was too late to dodge the boss's short knife.

Xie Yang was in a hurry, and used the whirlwind walking technique, and his body turned sharply again, but the speed was much slower, and the tip of the knife pierced into the right ribs, Xie Yang suddenly felt a cool air attack, and then the pain spread all over his body, he raised his palm again and slashed the little boss, and at the same time, a palm slashed at the child who was holding his left leg, and the child rolled on the spot and hid in the crowd. In just a moment's effort, Xie Yang resolved the crisis of nirvana, but he was also seriously injured, Xie Yang pulled out the green sword on his waist and went straight to the little boss, the little boss fell to the ground, the corners of his mouth were full of blood, seeing Xie Yang coming with a sword, his eyes were closed, and black blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, obviously knowing that he couldn't escape, he bit through the poison hidden in his mouth, and committed suicide, Xie Yang was looking at another little girl, who also ate poison and committed suicide.

The crowd in the street let out a loud shout, and suddenly scattered as birds and beasts, Xie Yang knew that he was seriously injured, it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time, and he must immediately rush back to the Shu Wangfu, the ninja was in severe pain, turned over and got on the horse, and was dizzy, Xie Yang knew that he had lost too much blood, but he didn't bring healing medicine, so he had to gallop, and when he arrived at the gate of the Shu Wangfu, he couldn't control it anymore, turned over and fell off the horse.