3. Inside the Wuhou Temple

The old nun sighed lightly, lowered his eyebrows and said: "My Buddha is merciful! These people are all minions, and their sins will not lead to death, as long as they can promise to put down the butcher's knife from now on and turn back to the shore, let them have a way to live." ”

When the wasps heard that they could all live, they endured the pain and shouted: "Thank you for the grace of the teacher!" "The teacher is too merciful, forgive the villain!" "We must reform our ways and not do bad things!"

The old nun nodded to Zhang Yuming. Zhang Yuming's body shook, and she flashed into the crowd, her hands either patted or hit, or pinched, and in an instant, she untied the sealed acupoints of each person one by one, followed by a slight swing of her waist, and swept back behind the old nun like a gust of wind.

Everyone saw that her figure was swaying slightly, like a lotus leaf in the wind, her skills were swift, her moves were dexterous, and she no longer groaned and screamed in pain, so she turned over and sat up, kowtowing to the old nun to thank her.

The old nun said: "Go back and tell the two enemy gang leaders that if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself." If the old nun hears that your gang has bullied the people and committed misdeeds, within ten days, I will order the disciples to visit the door!

After the wasp gang left in a hurry, the old nun turned to Dorjee and said, "Shicai only heard a few words, what happened in the little benefactor's family, can you tell the poor nun." Dorjee respected the old nun like a god, and hurriedly told the earth-shattering changes in the snowy mountain in detail.

After hearing this, the old nun pondered for a long time and said, "Amitabha, then what are the plans of the little donor's brothers and sisters?" Dorjee said gloomily: "Since my father's head has been destroyed and cannot be recovered, and those yellow-clothed thieves have all been killed, but there are still the two Han thieves surnamed Qiu who injured my master, and my brother and sister will definitely sacrifice their lives to kill them to avenge my master!"

The old nun shook his head and said, "With your brother and sister's current martial arts cultivation, it is really not enough to be one of the Qiu brothers. What's more, according to you, many people, Buddhas, and yacha under your father's jurisdiction are all waiting for news from your brother and sister, why don't you pick up Ling Zun's old ministry as soon as possible, inherit Ling Zun's legacy, fight against the thief party, and work for the well-being of the Tibetan people?"

Hearing these words, Duo Ji was like an enlightenment, and he suddenly had an epiphany, bowed to the ground, and shouted: "Thank you Shitai for your guidance!" Xiang Zhuoma said: "Sister, we will go back to the Snow Mountain on the same day, as long as I Dorjee is here, we will not let the thieves run rampant and wreak havoc on the people." I want to serve the Tibetans like my father!"

Zhuoma also showed a smile on his face and nodded, but then glanced at Qin Chuan, the brilliance in the eyes of the two crystals also dimmed, and he bowed his head and said nothing.

The old nun stretched out his hand to help Dorjee stand up and said, "No need to be polite. He turned his head to Zhuoma and smiled, "Your brother and sister currently have two priorities: one is to inherit the will of Lingzun and protect the Tibetan people, and the other is to avenge your whole family and Lord Yi, which one do you choose?"

Zhuoma is very talented, listening to the old nun's words have already had intentions, she should be blessed to the soul, the same as when he worshiped Mr. Yi as a teacher, knelt down to the old nun Yingying, and said: "Zhuoma swears to avenge his family and Mr. Yi, but he knows that his martial arts are low, so he implores the master to fulfill and include his disciples!" The old nun smiled and nodded frequently, and his face was very happy.

In this way, everyone was surprised and delighted. Qin Chuan was pleasantly surprised that Zhuoma was still staying in Mount Emei, Dorjee was overjoyed because his sister had met a master, and the Zhang brothers and sisters were happy that Shitai had added another disciple.

At that moment, Zhang Yuming guided Zhuoma to hold an apprenticeship ceremony. The old nun was very happy and said, "Yuming, you tell Zhuoma about the rules of our Emei faction." Zhang Yuming said, "Yes, Master." Xiang Zhuoma said: "Senior Sister Zhuoma, Master, her old man's legal name is Mrs. Baimei, and she is the sixth generation head of our Emei faction. The people of this sect are all women, and you are the fifth of the seventh generation of disciples, and you will also be the closed disciple of the master and her old man. "At the moment, the rules and taboos of the Emei faction will be preached one by one.

Qin Chuan listened to Zhang Yuming's Emei faction rules, and knew that the purpose of the Emei faction was righteous and bright, guiding people to goodness, and being very kind-minded, and he couldn't help but be in awe.

Zhang Yuming waited for Zhuoma to apprentice and said, "Master, noon is almost here, why don't you let the apprentice cook and fry a few side dishes, congratulations to the master for receiving a new proud disciple." Mrs. Baimei nodded and said, "It's okay, it's just that your brother doesn't know if there are any vegetarian dishes here." Zhang Biao was happy and said: "Mrs. Shi has the grace of rebuilding my brothers and sisters, Zhang Biao has nothing to repay, it is rare that Mrs. Shi is willing to come to my kennel, but please rest assured!"

At that moment, Zhang Biao's brothers and sisters were busy preparing lunch. Mrs. Baimei said to Zhuoma: "You go and accompany your brother, this farewell, I am afraid that it will be difficult to get together for a while." Dolma said, "Yes, Master." It's just that Zhuoma is worried that with his brother's martial arts experience, he is afraid that he will not be able to deal with the gang of thieves in the sky. Seeing that Master Bai Mei was too silent, she gave a salute and turned to say goodbye to her brother in the house.

There were only two people left in the courtyard, Shitai Baimei and Qin Chuan. Master Bai Mei nodded and said, "You come here." Qin Chuan hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, and said, "Master." Mrs. Bai Mei suddenly tilted the index finger of his right hand and pressed it directly to the "Renzhong Acupoint" under his nose. Qin Chuan felt a cool breath penetrate into his brain, and then down his spine from the back of his head, and in an instant, a stream of hot air surged in the dantian, and then dispersed all over his limbs. He immediately sweated like rain, and after a while, he jumped up from the ground, raised his fists and kicked his legs, and moved freely, and the poison in his body was unexpectedly resolved.

In his ecstasy, he was grateful, and leaned over to bow to the white-eyed master and fell to the ground.

Mrs. Baimei stretched out her hand to help her and smiled, "You don't have to thank me. This kind of 'asura smoke' can be called the first strange poison in Tibet, and it is indeed rare in Middle-earth. Fortunately, thanks to the antidote that Zhuoma gave you, plus the 'Lingyan Pill' given to you by Yuming, the poor nun just took advantage of its medicinal effect, and he didn't dare to be greedy for the merits of the sky. ”

Qin Chuan straightened his waist and stood up, and suddenly felt that the palm shadow in front of him was fluttering, and a strong wind was blowing in his face. He was startled, but he thought about it carefully, leaned back to avoid each other in danger, flipped back in the air, and scurried out of the air with a move of "floating clouds out of Xiu". Unexpectedly, the palm shadow still attacked the door in front of him. Qin Chuan volleyed three somersaults in a row in a panic, but as soon as his feet hit the ground, the palm shadow in front of him rushed towards him like a shadow.

Qin Chuan panicked, so he had to turn his palm and slap it out, and greeted him. The palms intersected, but when I heard a loud sound of "Peng", I felt a strong force that shook my body, which was difficult to resist, and I immediately used my strength to volley backwards and fell lightly outside the three zhang.

I saw that the white-eyed master had a surprised look on his face, his hands were folded, and his eyebrows were lowered.

Qin Chuan hurriedly bowed, bowed, and said, "The juniors are offended, please forgive the sins!"

Master Bai Mei nodded slightly, and said indifferently: "Good palm power, good light skill! I can't imagine that you have such a cultivation at such a young age, may I ask who the Venerable Master is?"

Qin Chuan said: "Don't dare to hide the teacher, I really don't know the name of the teacher!"

Mrs. Baimei listened to him tell the story of the apprenticeship, and asked about the beginning and end of getting acquainted with the Dorjee brothers and sisters and Zhang Biao, and sighed: "I can't imagine that there is such an unborn genius on this Emei Mountain, such a high neighbor, but it is a pity that the poor nun has no chance to know Jing." After a pause, he said: "Qin Shaoxia, with your skills and family background, you will definitely do something in the future, I hope to take the common people in the world as your thoughts, make good connections, and don't let down such a great opportunity!"

Qin Chuan bowed and said solemnly: "Thank you for the teachings of the teacher, and the younger generations should remember." ”

Master Bai Mei said slowly: "The poor nun has a very strict selection of apprentices in his life, and only four people are accepted, and all of them are thousands of choices. Even if it was Yuming, I happened to pass here three years ago, and I saw her brother and sister being bullied, and the little girl was forced to marry, so I had to accept her. This recycles Dolma, but I really like her in my heart. I hope that it won't be long before she can get my mantle and carry forward the martial arts of my Emei faction, and the poor nun will live up to the trust of her ancestors. He looked at Qin Chuan and said, "Zhuoma's comprehension is very high, but it's a pity that 'One Crane Soars to the Sky' Yi Daxia can't teach it." After the Kongtong faction was destroyed by the Seven Star Sect twenty years ago, only Yi Daxia was left, and now he was killed by the Hanzhong double bees, it seems that only the Zhuoma brothers and sisters in the world can make the Kongtong faction's martial arts. ”

Seeing that Qin Chuan bowed his head and was silent, she sighed softly and said, "Zhuoma has suffered a big change, and it will take time to calm down." Qin Shaoxia, if you want to go back to the Central Plains, you must be willing to let go. ”

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, and he was speechless. The white-eyed master smirked slightly, raised his head to the sky, and stopped speaking.

The vegetables prepared by Zhang Biao's brothers and sisters actually have mushrooms, fungus and all kinds of wild vegetables, a total of six varieties, the taste is actually good, and everyone is full of praise. Zhang Biao said proudly: "The good teacher knows that my brother and sister are from Chengdu, and in our place, wild vegetables and leaves can be cooked deliciously, and the custodian eats too much!" As soon as these words came out, everyone was amused.

While eating, Bai Mei Shitai suddenly whispered: "How can it be two groups of people?" Everyone was puzzled, Qin Chuan had already heard that there were two people in the distance who were moving quickly and incoherently, and they were all people who were not weak in martial arts. I couldn't help but wonder: "Could it be that the people of the Wasp Gang have found a helper again!"

Shitai Baimei shook his head and said, "Those six people from the west should be lamas. Qin Chuan was even more surprised, and said, "What is the basis of the master?" The white-eyed master smiled and said, "Qin Shaoxia, what a powerful ear! I'm full, you can eat slowly." Leaving their seats, everyone stood up.

After a while, everyone heard the sound of fighting outside the courtyard, and they all followed the sound and looked at the sound, only to see six lamas and two women in Tsing Yi fighting in the open space between the mountains and forests. Dorjee shouted: "It's our own people!" Zhang Yuming also said: "Those two are my senior sisters!" The two jumped forward and stopped the fight between the two sides.

The six lamas saluted Dorjee Heshi one after another, and their mouths kept speaking Tibetan. After answering a few words in Tibetan, Dorjee led the lamas to the courtyard and took out a black cloth bag from the house. All the lamas knelt down at the same time, kowtowed, and looked very sad and indignant.

Qin Chuan had already guessed a few points in his heart, and when he heard Zhuoma say to Master Baimei: "Master, these lamas are all disciples of the Living Buddha of Xianggen, and my brother has handed over the head of the Living Buddha to them. The Living Buddha of Xianggen is a highly respected monk in the Great Snow Mountain, and is very loved by Tibetans and monks. Master Baimei said: "The living Buddha is a Tibetan disciple of Buddhism, and it can be said that we Han monks and nuns are from the same source. Since the release of the son is gone, we should give him a ride, and may he ascend to the west as soon as possible. He said to the two women in Tsing Yi: "Yimin, Zhufeng, you two are too reckless, why are you fighting with others?"

The two girls looked frightened, and said in unison: "The disciple knows that he is wrong, please punish the master." Baimei Shitai said: "Fortunately, I didn't hurt anyone, and I must fight with others without asking for reasons in the future!" Baimei Shitai said to Zhuoma: "These are your two senior sisters, one is called Zhuang Yimin, and the other is Wen Zhufeng. Dolma hurriedly saluted the second daughter.

Zhuang Wen's second daughter saw that Zhuoma was dressed as a Tibetan woman, and she was a stunning beauty, and her appearance was even more than Zhang Yuming's, so she was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly returned the salute.

Dorjee resigned to the white eyebrow master. Shitai Baimei held the rosary in his hand, pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "Master Dorjee, the poor nun wants to let the three disciples who are not successful go to the Great Snow Mountain to find a few herbs, I don't know if it can be convenient?" His eyes couldn't help but glance at Zhang Yuming.

Zhang Yuming's face flushed, she knew that the master intended to let the three of her escort Dorjee and his party back to Tibet safely, as for "looking for a few herbs" Yunyun, it was naturally an excuse to take into account Dorjee's face.

Guo heard Mrs. Baimei say: "Yimin, Zhufeng, you can take Yuming with you." I heard that the martial arts of 'Mantianyun' are unfathomable, and the blood sand palm is from yin to poison, and you must be more careful when you walk alone in the Western Regions. After finishing things, you must not be greedy for fun and stay, and return to Jinding as soon as possible. Zhuang Yimin and Zhang Yuming bowed down to accept the teacher's order.

The white-eyed master waved the dust and said to everyone: "Go!"

The Dorjee brothers and sisters and Zhang Biao wept goodbye to each other. Everyone said goodbye to Mrs. Bai Mei and left the hospital.

Mrs. Bai Mei said to Zhang and Qin: "Both, we should also say goodbye!" Zhang Biao knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together, and said respectfully: "Congratulations to Mrs. Shi!" Mrs. Bai Mei nodded slowly and walked out of the courtyard.

Qin Chuan saw Zhuoma turn around and want to leave, and said hurriedly: "Miss Zhuoma, you ...... Take care!" Dolma's eyes were already filled with tears, and he choked up: "Qin Chuan, you ...... You take care too. The Red Horse...... I'll give it to you!" He said and walked away, trotting behind Master.

Seeing that the figures of the two masters and apprentices of the white eyebrows were gradually moving away, and finally disappeared into the depths of the mountains and forests, Qin Chuan Wuzi stretched his neck and looked around. Thinking of Zhuoma's careful care in the past few days, I can't help but feel a sense of melancholy.

Zhang Biao patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Qin, it seems that you are really reluctant to Miss Zhuoma." Everyone has gone away and won't come back!" Qin Chuan's face turned red and said, "Brother Zhang, I'm going to leave too." ”

Zhang Biao said: "I heard that you are going back to the Central Plains, why don't we be a companion on the road?"

Qin Chuanqi said: "Are you going to the Central Plains too?"

Zhang Biao sighed: "Three years ago, in order to avoid the forced marriage of the bully surnamed Zhou, our brother and sister came here. Now my sister is a disciple of the Emei faction, and she has learned a good martial arts, so she doesn't have to be afraid anymore. My sister told me that I would go back to my hometown in Chengdu to continue to open a teahouse. I don't think the one surnamed Zhou will dare to do anything to me anymore!"

Qin Chuan said: "It turns out that you are going back to Chengdu, and this road can be regarded as a companion." The two packed their bags, rode together, and when they arrived in the market town, Zhang Biao bought another inferior horse, and the two rode to the direction of Chengdu.

Three days later, the two arrived in Chengdu. Chengdu is also known as Jinguan City, which has the reputation of "the land of abundance" since ancient times, and is one of the most prosperous cities in western China. Entering the city, but seeing the restaurants and teahouses, the street is full of traffic, and the sound of silk pipes can be heard everywhere, which is really lively, Qin Chuan said: "This Chengdu City is really a prosperous resort, compared to Xuzhou City, it is not much better." ”

The two led the horse. After turning two side streets, I came to the mouth of a small alley and stopped in front of an old teahouse. Qin Chuan saw that the half of the signboard of the teahouse had the words "Zhangji Teahouse" written on it, but it was a two-story building, which was dilapidated, and the copper lock on the gate was also rusted. Zhang Biao moved a boulder, smashed the copper lock open, and pushed the door in. But seeing a thick layer of dust piled up on the tables and chairs in the house, the doors and windows were damaged, and the cobwebs were intertwined, Zhang Biao suddenly sat down on the ground and cried loudly.

Qin Chuan knew that he was sad in his heart, and patted him on the shoulder to show comfort. On the way, he once heard Zhang Biao talk about this matter, and knew that his parents died early, and he and his sister depended on each other for their lives, and they made a living by running a teahouse. Unexpectedly, a bully surnamed Zhou in Chengdu took a fancy to her sister's beauty, intended to marry by force, and came to the teahouse many times to provoke.

Zhang Biao reported to the government, but the corrupt officials of the government only knew how to collect money, and they were afraid of the power of the bully, so they did not accept it. As a result, his brother and sister spent all their savings for many years, and were instead injured by the bully's men. Until one day, the bully's minions forcibly hired him, saying that he would come to marry the bride early tomorrow morning, and sent two men to watch his brother and sister at the door. In desperation, his brother and sister secretly escaped that night while the two people watching were unprepared.

His brother and sister fled to Mount Emei at dawn the next day to join a relative. Unexpectedly, the relative had already died, and the brother and sister fled to the mountains, where they made a living by hunting and chopping wood. Rao is like this, only because her sister was born too beautiful, and she was favored by the local strongman, and came to entangle, and when the white-eyed master was too passing by, she gave a helping hand, so she got out of this disaster.

Qin Chuan took out two gold ingots, put them in Zhang Biao's hand, and said, "Brother Zhang, this money should be enough for you to reopen the teahouse!" Zhang Biao shook his head with tears in his eyes, and said, "I don't want it, you still need money on the road." Besides, I've accumulated a lot of silver over the years of hunting, and that Dorjee brother also gave me some gold, which is enough for me to reopen the teahouse!"

Zhang Biao saw that Qin Chuan was stubborn, so he stuffed the gold ingots back into his package, and said: "Brother Qin, don't worry, tomorrow I will hire a plasterer to redecorate this place, and I will recruit another guy to make our Zhangji Teahouse the most magnificent teahouse on this street!"

Qin Chuan thought to himself: "Brother Zhang is indeed a big man with backbone and daring to take responsibility. He smiled: "Okay, I'll be here to help you these days." Zhang Biao looked at him, covered his nose, and said, "Brother Qin, I think the two of us should take a bath first!" Qin Chuan smiled, only to remember that he hadn't taken a bath for many days, and his body was sore.

At that moment, the two led the horses to the backyard, but seeing the waist-high grass and dust, Zhang Biao smiled bitterly: "After leaving home for three years, it has been abandoned like this, but it has saved our horse feed money!"

At noon, the two took a bath in the bathhouse and changed their clothes. Qin Chuan said: "Let's go, little brother invites you to drink!" Zhang Biao said: "Brother, what are these words, how can there be a reason to let outsiders treat you when you arrive in Chengdu?

The two were drinking at a wine shop. Zhang Biao said: "Brother Qin, I see that you are very curious about Chengdu when you first arrived here, or I will take you around to play!" Qin Chuan shook his head and said: "Brother Zhang, you just said that you want to find craftsmen to repair the house, you should be busy with yours first, and I will just wander around by myself." Zhang Biao said: "It's okay, anyway, I can't live in my house today, my brother is tired, so come to the inn across the street from the teahouse to rest!"

Qin Chuan walked on the street, walked for a long time, only to see the sun sinking in the west, and when it was close to Shen, he wanted to return the same way.

Suddenly, I heard a whistle, and one of them laughed and said: "Fuck, why are the girls on the streets of Chengdu more Peugeot than the other, Lao Tzu doesn't want to go back!" Following the prestige, I saw a man in a yellow robe riding a horse staggeringly, holding a wine jug in one hand and a big knife in the other.

Qin Chuan originally heard the man speak with a Central Plains accent, and he had a good impression, but he saw him drinking and riding, his eyes were drunk, and his mouth was full of obscene and vulgar words, but whenever he saw a beautiful woman, he leaned forward, and the frightened women screamed and ran away. The yellow-robed man was proud, and laughed loudly. The pedestrians on the street dared to be angry but did not dare to speak because they saw the big knife in his hand, which was not scary.

Qin Chuan was furious and was about to step forward, but he saw that the white horse Herod on which the yellow-robed man was riding hissed, and suddenly went crazy, rampaged, and rushed towards the crowd.

The crowd was frightened, crying and screaming, and they scattered and fled.

I saw the white horse galloping across the long street and rushing towards the crowd of onlookers watching the fire-spitting performance at the corner of the street!

There were people shouting to dodge along the way, but many people were still watching the juggling intently, unaware of the catastrophe coming, and several people were kicked and injured by the horses' hooves. Suddenly, the white horse neighed, rose into the air, and pounced on the juggler who was spitting fire. The juggler was so frightened that he couldn't spit out the fire in his mouth, and he was so frightened that he forgot to dodge.

It was too late, it was too soon, and at this critical moment, a strange howl was heard, and a figure swept out of the street like a lightning speed, and flew to the juggler, and caught the white horse's front hooves with lightning with both hands, and straightened his arms, and lifted the white horse high above the top, and spun it with all his might, and the white horse also spun in circles in the air like a juggling wheel, and did not fall, and the man exhaled, and shouted, "Go!" and waved his arms, and threw the white horse far into the open of the street. Listening to Peng's sound, the white horse fell from more than ten feet in the air to the bluestone road, and the flesh and blood were blurred when he boarded, and his death was very miserable.

And the yellow-robed man on the white horse was already frightened, lying on the back of the dead horse, his face was as white as earth, and he was speechless, and the wine jug and the big knife had long been gone.

Only then did everyone cheer like thunder.

I saw that the right talent was able to stop the galloping horse, and the amazing strength was actually a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar in white clothes.

At this time, everyone was extremely surprised, seeing that the scholar was long, white-skinned, slightly thin, and Si Swenwen, who was by no means like a person who could lift a healthy horse weighing more than 1,000 catties with his bare hands.

The juggling entertainer was busy thanking the middle-aged scholar for not saying anything, and the middle-aged scholar looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, saying, "Polite, polite!" pushed away everyone, came to the frightened yellow-robed man, stretched out his hand to pull him up, and said: "Friend Bu, the girl in Chengdu is indeed good-looking, Your Excellency can enter Chengdu and be a son-in-law, but don't spread wine on the street with a big knife!" Reaching out and taking out a few ingots of silver from him, he came to the people who were kicked by the horse's hooves, handed out the silver, and said, "These silvers are counted." 'Dadao Buliu' has compensated you for the cost of the soup and medicine!"

In the midst of a few thanks, the middle-aged scholar Ha Luha laughed wildly, suddenly put his right foot on the ground a little, jumped to the top of a tree, and his body was fluttering, crossing several roofs, and he had already gone far away.

The man in the yellow robe was the "Big Dao Bu Liu", his face was like ashes at the moment, his face was sad, and he left the crowd dejectedly.

Qin Chuan really looked at it in the crowd, and he ran two steps out at the right time, but before he could make a move, he saw such a wonderful scene, and his heart was full of joy. He wanted to come forward to accept it, but when he saw that the scholar's light skills were extremely high, coming and going like the wind, he didn't want to show light skills in the crowd, so he had no choice but to give up.

He sighed for a long time, and when he saw that the crowd was gradually dispersing, he turned around and returned to the teahouse.

Just walked a dozen steps, and suddenly felt that his right waist was bumped, and then his shoulder was light, and the package on his body had been snatched. I saw that a figure had quickly turned into another street corner. Qin Chuan shouted: "Stop!" was angry and funny in his heart, and chased after him.

He had just turned the corner when two other people came out head-on, blocking the way. Seeing that the thief had already run out of more than a dozen steps, Qin Chuan said to the two people: "Get out of the way, the person in front is a thief!" The two ignored him, and only said: "Urgent, urgent, don't get in our way!"

Qin Chuan had no choice but to chase after him to the right side, but the two of them also went to the right at the same time, still blocking his way. After two consecutive strokes, it is still difficult to move forward half a step.

Qin Chuan suddenly realized, his mind was racing, and he secretly shouted: "Yes, it turns out that they are in a gang!" In the sneer, his palms were wrong, and he rushed forward, and with a move of "Sun and Moon Jumping Pill", Peng Peng chained two palms, and hit the "Period Gate Acupoint" on the chest of the two at the same time. At that time, the door points belonged to the liver meridian, the foot Taiyin, the yin, and the yin dimension. The two of them fell to the ground, their bodies curled up in a ball, their hands and feet twitched, and they vomited nonstop, where could they still get up?

Then the thief went into another alleyway. Qin Chuan's right foot climbed, his body was raised suddenly, and a "harrier turned over", volleying out of the alley, but saw that there were two more people blocking the road in front of him, he concocted the same method, and knocked the two down. After a few delays, the thief was gone.

Suddenly thought: "Why am I so stupid, how can I forget the method that my second brother taught me?"

The thief had already caught a glimpse of his comrades being restrained, and knew that he had hit a hard stubble, and hurried towards a large compound. But as soon as he arrived at an archway, suddenly a figure appeared in front of him, and a cold long sword was already pressed against his throat. The thief was so frightened that he dared to move, his knees weakened, he fell to his knees with a thud, and said in a trembling voice: "Good man...... Plentiful...... Spare your life!"

Qin Chuan's long sword swirled slightly, and with a snort, the tip of the sword had already cut a cut on his neck, and the blood flowed for a long time, and he sneered: "Damn thief, you still want to live!" The thief suddenly lost his soul, and suddenly his crotch was hot, and he actually had feces and urine flowing together.

Qin Chuan didn't expect him to be so cowardly, snatched back the package with his hand, and shouted: "You gang of thieves don't know how many shady things you have done, if you don't teach you a lesson today, won't it be cheaper for you!"

How do you know that as soon as Qin Chuan's long sword was raised, a stream of air surged in mid-air, and then a hidden weapon broke through the air, impartial, and hit his sword body. The secret weapon swung his long sword away for a while, but at the same time, it was cut into two pieces by the long sword, and it was actually a peanut.

With Qin Chuan's internal strength, the other party was able to remove his long sword, and his internal strength was naturally amazing, not to mention using an ordinary peanut!

Qin Chuan was startled, with a horizontal sword in his chest, holding Yuan Shouyi, looking around, but seeing that the street was deserted, occasionally three or two pedestrians bowed their heads and shrunk their shoulders and hurried by in the wind, but none of them seemed to be martial arts people who could attack them.

At this time, it was getting late, the cold was getting thicker, he was dressed in the wind, stood still, and said loudly: "Which master is sneaking attack, please show up!" Unexpectedly, he shouted a few times, but no one answered. I thought to myself: "There should not be many thieves in the world who have such martial arts, this person is trying to test me, and most of them are not the same person as this thief." ”

Just hesitating, he suddenly heard the sound of wild laughter in the courtyard behind the archway, although in the deep courtyard, Qin Chuan still heard it clearly. With a thought, he put his sword in his sheath and took a big stride.

In front of the gate, I found that it was an ancestral hall, but I saw the ancient cypress lush, the temple was magnificent, the green tile and red wall, the scenery was very secluded, and in the twilight, I glanced at the plaque at the door with the big characters of "Wuhou Temple" three dragons flying and phoenix dancing, and then suddenly realized: "It turned out to be the ancestral hall of Zhuge Liang." Du Fu's poem surged in his heart: "Where to find the prime minister's ancestral hall, Parson outside Jinguan City."

I only heard a burst of crying and laughter in the ancestral hall, and the sound was very strange.

Although he saw that the door of the ancestral hall was closed, he had aroused his curiosity, how could he go back like this?

But the voice was in a large hall. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a mad scholar sitting on the ground in front of the statue of Wu Hou drinking alone, crying and laughing. To Qin Chuan's great surprise, this person was a mad scholar who was trying to stop galloping horses on the street.

The mad scholar suddenly cried loudly, his voice was very mournful, and he cried so miserably, the sun and the moon were dull, like a mourning exam, wooing and mourning!

Qin Chuan only heard that his heart was pounding, he was depressed to death, and suddenly remembered that the "heart-breaking technique" that the people in Lingyi had taught him, and his heart was cold, and he was busy collecting miscellaneous thoughts and stabilizing his mind.

But I heard the crazy scholar crying: "I think that the ancestor Liu Bei visited the thatched house three times, invited the prime minister to come out of the mountain to assist, and established the foundation of Shu Han. Originally, 'the Han and the thieves do not stand together, and the royal industry is not partial,' but the ancestor did not listen to the good words of Mr. and did not fight the national thief Cao father and son, but went to attack the ally Sun Quan, resulting in the defeat of the army and the destruction of the Shu Han foundation. sighed even more when Mr. Liu Adou met Liu Adou, who couldn't be helped, the sky didn't help Liu, Han Zuo was difficult to recover, Kong Ming, Kong Ming, 'die before leaving the school, often make heroes full of tears'. Mr. 'Do your best, and then die', how can you not let people break their liver and intestines!"

The crying did not stop, only a few plops were heard, and several figures outside the hall fell down from the eaves at the same time, vomiting blood, convulsing a few times in their limbs, and died in an instant!