Chapter 020: Breaking the Temple in the Rain

Bianjing is in the east of Dengfeng, only more than 300 miles apart, the three of them rode horses not slowly, and they had arrived near Bianjing at noon the next day. Seeing that it was not far from Bianjing, Li Sheng and the others were going to continue to Shangqiu in the east, so they no longer walked with Tianxing.

"Brother Xue, a little further forward is Bianjing, let's separate here. Li Sheng said.

"Okay, I don't know when we will be able to get together again this time, so Uncle Li and Brother Yu, take care. "Tianxing has a good sense of this uncle and nephew, although he is born as a beggar, but the heroic spirit on his body is heartbreaking.

"Brother Xue, take care, let's go!" After Li Sheng finished speaking, he stopped being verbose and rode away with Yu Zhaoxing.

After the two of them were far away, Yu Zhaoxing couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Shi, aren't we also going to Bianjing, why don't we go with Brother Xue?"

Li Sheng said: "Alas, after all, we have only known each other for one day, so how can we trust it?"

Yu Zhaoxing said: "I think Brother Xue is righteous and kind to us, and he is definitely not a traitor." ”

"I don't think Brother Xue is a traitor, but what you and I did when we went to Bianjing this time was very confidential and dangerous. In case there is a mistake, you and I will lose our lives, and it will be a big danger to delay the safety of the gang! Besides, Brother Xue is not a member of my beggar gang, if it affects him, it will be our fault. Li Sheng also felt that he couldn't live with Tianxing, but his personal honor and disgrace were nothing compared to the major events in the gang.

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Tianxing saw Li Sheng and the others go away, and he also drove his horse to continue walking, when suddenly a gust of wind blew, and there was a thick layer of dark clouds overhead, and the weather at noon was actually dark, and there was about to be a heavy rain. Although Tianxing has long been out of shelter from the cold and heat, he does not want to be drenched in the rain, so he is galloping wildly, trying to find a place to shelter from the rain before it rains.

Tianxing followed the avenue and headed east. The dark clouds overhead were getting thicker and thicker, the sky was getting darker and darker, and there was not even a farmhouse or a gazebo along the way. After a short time, the raindrops the size of beans had already fallen, and Tianxing was soaked all over after only a moment.

Tianxing walked for a while, heard the sound of water, came to a river, and saw a hut half a mile up the river. Tianxing quickened his pace, and when he got closer, he saw that the house was a ruined temple, but it was always a place to shelter from the rain, and although it was dilapidated, it was better than nothing.

The temple door has long been rotten, and when you get to the temple, your nose is full of mildew. Tianxing brought a bowl of water from the river, dismantled some broken tables and chairs, built a bonfire, and put the bowl on the fire to boil water. The monk's robe on Tianxing's body was already soaked, and the Jiuyang Divine Skill was running all over his body, and a mist rose on his body, and after a while, his clothes were dry, but there was still some dirt, and he couldn't care about cleaning it up at the moment.

At this time, the black clouds in the sky were gathering thicker and thicker, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Tianxing took out two meatloafs from the package, which they had bought this morning for an occasional need, and it was just right to fill their stomachs at this time. The taste of the meatloaf is really good, although it is already cold, but there is still hot water to drink, which is not bad.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the ruined temple, only the sound of horses' hooves could be heard, and more than ten horses galloped from the northwest, and in a moment they galloped to the nearest place, and there were many shadows in the dark, and there were people riding on horses. A voice said, "I'll say there's a small temple here, I used to come here to play when I was a child, how could I remember it wrong." The other shouted, "Don't be verbose, don't dart, let's go in and take shelter from the rain." ”

When these people got closer, they saw the fire in the temple, and saw that Tianxing was alone in the fire, and they didn't greet him, but walked straight in.

"Hey, you little monk is so unruly, you actually eat meat in the temple, and you are not afraid of the Buddha's punishment?" It turned out to be a middle-aged man who saw the meatloaf in Tianxing's hand and couldn't help but laugh. When the group heard this, they also looked at Tianxing, and they all laughed.

"Okay, don't be too troubled!" a young man in his twenties shouted, this person is not very old but his prestige is not small, everyone should give up, thinking that this person is what they call "young dartheads". Shao Dart glanced at Tianxing, didn't speak, and found a clean place to sit down.

"It's really unlucky, I was about to get home, but it rained again. ”

"Let's go south and north, wind and rain are not common, and there is no need to complain. ”

"It's been a long time since I've been home, and I don't know how business is going in the dart game. ”

"With the general dart bureau in charge, there is no problem, what do we have to worry about. ”

For a while, if no one was talking to this group of dart masters, it was as if they couldn't see the sky. Of course, Tianxing didn't have the heart to talk to them, but this group of people is the dart master in this area, and I am afraid that it has something to do with the Weiyuan dart game.

Tian Xingpan sat by the fire, and after eating the meatloaf, he began to meditate. At this time, the environment was chaotic, and Tianxing naturally didn't sleep, nor did he practice any internal skills, but just closed his eyes and meditated, and he was right to rest.

Suddenly, there was the sound of horses' hooves in the west, and more than ten horses were galloping along the avenue. Tianxing Xindao, I'm afraid I'm going to come here again to avoid the rain, this small temple is not big, I'm afraid it won't be able to hold a dozen or so people.

Sure enough, this group of people went straight to this small temple, only to hear a clear voice shouting: "I don't know if the friends along the way are in this temple, can they come out and see it." ”

The middle-aged man who laughed at Tianxing stood up, walked out of the temple gate and said, "I'm from Weiyuan Dart Bureau, I don't know who you are?"

"Haha, it turned out to be the Weiyuan Dart Bureau, that's really the best, please let this small temple out, let me wait to rest, okay?"

The middle-aged man also recognized the other party, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be from the Fulong Dart Bureau, but we arrived at this small temple first, and you want us to let it out, you don't think about it!"

At this time, everyone on both sides already knew that they were facing each other, and if they were usually able to pass by by mistakenly, they were afraid that it would be difficult to be good today. Since the people of Fulong Dart Bureau have arrived at the gate of the temple, there is naturally no reason to retreat directly, and it is still a trivial matter to rush in the rain, but others will say that Fulong Dart Bureau is afraid of Weiyuan Dart Bureau, and Weiyuan Dart Bureau is already in the small temple, and there is no reason to leave. In this way, both sides were on full alert and prepared to do a fight.

The young dart head of the Weiyuan Dart Bureau walked out of the temple gate and said loudly: "Everyone of the Fulong Dart Bureau, although you and I have a grudge, we have never done it, do you really want to meet each other today." When he said these words, he was lucky with internal strength, and he was caught in the noise of the rainy night, and no one in the temple and outside the temple could hear it clearly. Although this kind of internal strength was shallow in Tianxing's eyes, everyone in the Fulong Dart Bureau was obviously shocked.

I saw about one or fifty dart masters walking out of the Fulong dart game, this person was gray, but his face was very ruddy, and he smiled: "Du Shao's dart head is really a young hero, but we will not be afraid of you!" The old man's voice was hoarse, and it sounded like the noise produced by the friction of broken copper and iron, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Shao Dart's face sank: "I don't want to be in front of the 'Iron Lion', do my seniors have to share with me today?"

The white old man said in a low voice: "Then it depends on your performance!"

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