Xie Yang killed Mo Tailai, quickly spread throughout the city of Chengdu, and also became a smash hit hero, about the killing of Mo Tailai, there are different opinions, in short, Xie Yang has become a new generation of martial arts leaders, his name is like a meteor, and he has become the object of conversation after dinner.

Xie Yang and Song Xuan went to Chengdu together, but Lu Shifu Lu Yong led the apprentices to continue north, and Lu Wushuang complained, "Why didn't Uncle Shi save him just now?"

Lu Yong said, "Wushuang, you and I are both people in the rivers and lakes, we must know how to do things, we can't lose a big one because of a small thing, your father flies a pigeon to pass the book, the king of Shu lays a net in Chengdu, waiting for our Yumeng to take the bait, and Mo Tailai exposes his whereabouts, your father must not let me answer Mo Tailai here, in order to see the changes, now Mo Tailai has been killed, so that we have no need to go back to Chengdu, the top priority is to return to General Chongtian, as for the affairs of Chengdu, it will be handed over to your father to clean up."

Xiao Jing said, "Mo Tailai deserves it, this person doesn't know how many **** women, and death is also retribution." ”

Lu Yong sighed, but did not speak, he knew that the disciple's words were correct, but he had to refute him, because although Yumeng came from different regions, different sects, idle people, etc., the good and the bad were uneven, but they were all for an ultimate goal - to support Huangchao as emperor.

On the way to Chengdu, Song Xuan couldn't help but look at Xie Yang, he has been in the rivers and lakes all the year round, but he has never heard of Xie Yang such a number one person, he is young, has high martial arts, and has great courage, but he can't see what kind of sect he is when he looks at the number of martial arts, but he is chivalrous. I couldn't help but ask, "Where did the little brother come from?"

Xie Yang couldn't bear to lie to him, but he knew that he couldn't say it, and said, "It's inconvenient for the junior sect to disclose, please forgive me." ”

The doorman Hong Shan pouted, but finally didn't say it.

Song Xuan said: "What is this little brother called!"

Xie Yang said again, "This little brother is the sword master's beloved apprentice, and I took him to Chengdu as entrusted by the sword master." ”

Song Xuan asked, "Master Ling is fine." ”

Hong Shan hung his head and was silent.

Xie Yang had no choice but to tell Song Xuan what happened in Yibin, Song Xuan's heart was shocked, the sword master was a generation of grandmasters, and he was brutally murdered, which was indeed shocking. His brother Song Kui is a close friend of the Sword Master, and he will face this kind of blow. He vaguely felt that a series of recent events seemed to be directly related to their Sichuan, Shu and Song families, and it seemed that there was an organized and planned targeting them, and the other party was menacing and should not be taken lightly. You must inform your brother and take precautions.

After two days of travel, we finally arrived in Chengdu.

Chengdu is the largest city in Sichuan and Shu, as early as hundreds of years ago there is a grand scale, in history it has become the capital of the Bi'an Dynasty, its geographical location and importance are self-evident, in the Anshi Rebellion, Tang Xuanzong was in the capital Chang'an after the loss, moved to Chengdu, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack. Chengdu is rich in businessmen, because of its geographical location, most of the merchants operate here, the south is Kunming Dali, the west is Tubo, and the northwest is a large number of ethnic minorities, so Chengdu has become an important port for trade with ethnic minorities, here, the ethnic minorities in the Western Regions transport their gems, cat's eyes and horses in exchange for Han silk, tea and the like, and commerce is unprecedentedly prosperous.

Xie Yang saw Chengdu from afar and sighed in his heart about the greatness of human civilization. When entering the city, the soldiers guarding the city gate respectfully saluted Song Xuan, which was a kind of respect from the heart. Xie Yang directly felt the influence of the Shu King clan in Sichuan and Shu.

The Mansion of the King of Shu is located in the south city of Chengdu, and most of the people in the south city are the residences of people with heads and faces. Xie Yang was arranged to live in the annex of the Shu Palace, and Song Xuan arranged for a Song family disciple to take care of him, and informed him that there would be a banquet in the evening, and he must attend, so he led Hongshan to see Song Kui, the king of Shu.

Xie Yang went to the courtyard to rest for a while, and when he saw that it was still early, he wanted to go to Wuzhuang to watch. found Song Wendong, a disciple of the Song family, and said, "Dare to ask Brother Song, how to go to Wuzhuang Temple!"

The children of the Song family all have a kind of arrogance, and Song Wendong is no exception, he looks at Xie Yang, a child of a poor family, and looks down on it in his heart. In his eyes, only a big family like the Song family is qualified to practice martial arts, and you are not worthy of wearing cloth clothes and carrying shoes for Lao Tzu. If it weren't for Tang Zhen's lack of skill, how could you gain fame and fortune.

It turned out that Xie Yang's killing of the flower thief had spread all over Chengdu, and his name had resounded like a meteor in the streets of Chengdu, and everyone was talking about the glorious deeds of this rising generation.

Song Wendong said coldly to Xie Yang, "Uncle Jia doesn't allow you to walk around, so let's stay here honestly!"

Xie Yang saw Song Wendong's hostility towards him, and he couldn't think of the reason for it for a while, but he still insisted on his own thoughts, and said, "I am new to Chengdu, and I am not familiar with the place, so I ask Brother Song to show me the way." ”

Song Wenyuan was dissatisfied, "Since you want to go, I will play with you, but the ugliness is said in front, now the situation is turbulent, there are more rogues, if something happens to you and you are slaughtered by the rogues, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

Wuzhuang Temple is located in the east city of Chengdu and is a relatively large Taoist temple. Since Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, Buddhism prevailed and became the moral belief of the Tang Dynasty, and Taoism gradually declined, but many of the firm believers of Taoism were not suppressed, and the Tang Dynasty did not suppress Taoism.

After lunch, the two rode to Wuzhuang Temple. Entering the Taoist Academy, Xie Yang suddenly thought of the master who was far away in Kunming and the dilapidated Taoist Academy, which was far away from this Taoist temple, and he didn't know how Uncle Hengwen was mixed here.

A little Taoist boy greeted the two at the door of the Taoist temple, "Do the two donors come to Benguan to make incense?"

Song Wendong believed in Buddhism and did not believe in Taoism, and ignored Taoist children. Xie Yang said, "I have three pillars of incense, please lead the way." Entering the main hall, the main hall is dedicated to the three Qings, which are divided into Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, and Taiqing Daode Tianzun. Xie Yang put the things he brought with him at the door, waited for the Taoist boy to light the candles, sorted out the clothes, invited the three pillars of incense, knelt on the futon, and bowed deeply three times. Dao Tong took the incense and respectfully placed it on the incense table.

Out of the main hall, Xie Yang asked, "May I ask the little master, does your temple have a Taoist named constant temperature?"

Song Wendong pricked up his ears and listened, this kid seems to be a believer, and there are still acquaintances in this Taoist temple, I don't know what kind of person it is.

Dao Tong said, "There is no such person in this view."

Xie Yang secretly said that there was no such person, could it be that the master lied to me, this situation is unlikely, is it difficult for the uncle to leave? I want to ask the host of the Taoist temple, but because Song Wenyuan is here, it is inconvenient to ask more, so I have to give up.

As soon as the two of them came out of the debut door, they saw the Taoist boy running out in a hurry, stopped the two, and said, "Donor, please stay, there is a package here, which the host asked me to hand over to you."

Xie Yang took the package, thought about it for a while, and didn't open it in a hurry, thanked Daotong, and continued to leave.

Song Wendong's curiosity increased, and he said, "Brother Xie, why don't you open it and take a look?"

Xie Yang really disgusted this valve disciple in his heart, he looked high, not only did he have no one in his eyes, but now he was in charge of his own affairs, and he really wanted to flatten him, but for the sake of face, he said, "It's not too late to go back to the other courtyard."

Song Wendong touched the nail, in fact, he was not interested in this cold river and lake ronin at all, if this package was given to him, he would disdain it, but the more Xie Yang refused, the more curious he became, he didn't give face to this request, thinking that he killed the flower thief and gained fame and fortune, he was even more dissatisfied. It seems that he has taught this boy a lesson a little.

Thinking of this, he suddenly said, "I heard that Brother Xie killed the flower thief, presumably what kind of martial arts is brilliant, and the younger brother is willing to learn it." With that, he pulled out his sword and stabbed at Xie Yang.

Xie Yang was thinking about his uncle's affairs, and he didn't pay attention to Song Wendong beside him, and he didn't notice until the sword was about three inches away from him. Xie Yang never imagined that Song Wendong would suddenly make a move, his body turned sharply, but he was still a step too late, the tip of the sword was slashed against his left sleeve, Xie Yang suddenly felt that his left arm was cold, and a cut was imprinted on his left arm, and it entered the flesh for a few points, and the blood remained along the crook of the arm.

"Stop", Song Wenyuan shouted from a distance.

It turned out that Song Wenyuan learned that Xie Yang had come to Chengdu and killed the flower thief, so he went to the other courtyard to find him, and knew that he had gone to Wuzhuang Temple, so he hurried over and witnessed Song Wendong's stabbing of Xie Yang.

Song Wenyuan said angrily, "Wen Dong, what are you doing?"

Song Wendong pouted and said, "Big brother, I know that Brother Xie killed the flower thief, and I heard that the flower thief is strong in martial arts, so I imagined that Brother Xie asked for advice and injured him by mistake." ”

"Nonsense," Song Wenyuan said, "Quickly bandage Brother Xie's wounds." ”

Everyone returned to the courtyard, and on the way, Song Wenyuan asked in detail about the process of killing the flower thieves, and Xie Yang answered them one by one. After thinking about it again and again, he told all the conspiracy and his own speculation on the road, hoping to give Song Wenyuan a wake-up call.

Song Wenyuan first knew about the conspiracy, so he just nodded and said, "I'll talk about this later!" You go and change your clothes first, and there will be a dinner tonight." I'll pick you up then." After that, he glared at Song Wendong and went.

Xie Yang changed his clothes and hurriedly opened the package that Dao Tong gave him. said that it was a package, but in fact it was just a letter wrapped in an oilcloth, Xie Yang opened the letter and read it, it was left by his uncle, and his uncle's handwriting came into view.

The whole letter is like a typing puzzle, and the letter is only eight characters: "General Tiangong, Yellow Turban Uprising".

Xie Yang stared at the letter for a long time, and when he didn't find anything, he wrapped the letter. By this time, the carriage that had taken him to the banquet had arrived.