Chapter 4: The Lost Temple
Seeing that everyone looked stunned and didn't say a word, Qin Yan felt quite good about himself, but he said that this group of dirt buns who had never seen the world were speechless by the aura of his peerless master, so he raised his head and walked forward.
"It's called Hanako, don't you know how to close the door when you come in?"
There was a sudden shout, which startled his progress. Qin Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked around, and found the guy who looked like a deflated person, and couldn't help but feel a great shame, and glared at him angrily.
Others are okay, you are a yellow-skinned skinny skinny monkey who dares to shout at Young Master Ben, and you don't pee and take pictures of yourself! Dare to call me Hanako, are you tired of being alive or tired of being alive? I don't know if Young Master Ben can kill you in seconds with one finger!
"Hey, look at it! don't close the door yet!" the skinny monkey yelled at him again.
Qin Yan looked back and really forgot to close the door. He looked down at his clothes again, and then he suddenly realized how embarrassed he was now! Okay, skinny monkey, since what you said is close to the truth, Young Master Ben doesn't care about you.
He turned and closed the door, and walked towards the corner of the wall, deaf to some of the foul language that had followed the thin monkey. Young Master Ben has no other strengths, but he can endure it. In this door, the young master is the most tolerant!
He sat in the corner for a while, and when he saw that everyone was paying no attention to him, he walked lightly towards the fire on his left. Unexpectedly, a family member suddenly stood up in front of him, and shouted, "What are you doing?"
Qin Yan secretly scolded in his heart: If you keep quiet, you will die, I don't know if Young Master Ben doesn't want to attract attention! But look at the other party is quite young, it's just that, forgive this young and ignorant! He smiled on his face, arched his hand, and said, "This brother, I see that you have a lot of firewood here, why don't you lend me a little?"
"Go, go!" said the young man with a look on his face catching flies, "we don't have enough for ourselves, so how can we borrow them for you." ”
Qin Yan almost couldn't help but want to burst into foul language. There is obviously a large pile of spare firewood by the fire, it is not a problem to burn it for a day and a night, it can't be used up at all, will you lose meat if you borrow a few from me!
At this time, the middle-aged man who was the head of the family spoke: "Songtao, it's inconvenient for everyone to go out, just help if you can." We still have a lot of firewood, so let's borrow some from this little brother!"
Qin Yan heard that the middle-aged man seemed to mean something. He smiled and said, "This old man is still reasonable! May the blessing of the eight-armed goddess be with you!" With that, he walked past the young man, picked up a pile of firewood by the fire, and returned to the corner of the wall without hurry.
The young man kept an eye on him until he left, and then sat down and whispered in the middle-aged man's ear: "This person seems to have martial arts skills, and his appearance is suspicious, it is very likely that the group of people arranged it." ”
The middle-aged man said noncommittally: "I know it in my heart." ”
Qin Yan set up the pyre, and ran over to start the fire, which was glared at by the young man again.
A small fire burned, spreading warmth throughout the body and mind. The clammy cold after the storm was driven away by the dancing fireworks, and the feeling of exhaustion and decadence was swept away. Qin Yan stretched comfortably and grabbed the unlucky red fox. The wind and rain are howling outside the temple, but you can hide by the warm fire and eat barbecue, what could be more pleasant?
But he was in a quandary. The sword he was carrying with him had been lost, so what should I do to disembowel this fox? Oh, it looks like I'm going to have to go through the third roll of the eyes!
Just as he was about to get up, the bandit leader Scar Man, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "Mr. Yue, Hua has long admired the name of your Yue family's Tong Xuandan, and I have the fate to see it today, I don't know if I can ask for a few, Hua is willing to pay a lot of money to buy it." ”
As soon as he opened his mouth, Qin Yan knew that there was going to be a good show, so he sat down again.
I only heard the middle-aged man say: "My Yue family's ancestor once said that the work of the Xuandan is contrary to the Great Dao and should not be refined. This year, only five pills have been refined in my castle, which have been given to Zhang Zhenren of Cangliu Palace, Mr. Mo of Yandang Mountain, and General Luo of Tianji Pavilion, and two more, but they are to be given to the old man of Qingwei Julin Pavilion, and there are no extra pills, and I ask Brother Hua to forgive my sins!"
The scarred man grinned, and the earthworm-like scars on his face were particularly eerie in the swaying firelight: "In other words, at this moment, Brother Yue has two pills on his body? ”
The middle-aged man's expression froze, and he said solemnly: "Please Brother Hua respect himself." Although Yue doesn't want to cause trouble, he is not a person who is bullied. If Brother Hua insists on getting along with my Yue family, even if Yue is broken, he will seek justice from Brother Hua!"
"Okay!" Scar Man clapped his palms, "Brother Yue is iron-clad, and he is worthy of being the descendant of Yue Fist God." But there is one thing that I have to ask Brother Yue to think clearly, I have Brother No. 46 here, but Brother Yue only has two fists, how can I protect the little son? Poor the future head of Yuejiabao, if he dies here because of one or two pills, wouldn't it make people sigh?"
As he spoke, he looked at the little boy of the Yue family, and a strange smile came out of his throat. Poor Young Master Yue had never seen such a fierce and vicious character, and he was so frightened that he shrank straight behind his father. The beautiful woman next to him slapped him on the shoulder, straightened up, raised her eyebrows and shouted: "Shameless Xiaoxiao, dare not be ashamed! The thief let the horse come over and see if he can hurt my son's cold hair!"
As soon as she said this, someone got up and shouted when the robber group was neutral: "What a heroic Mrs. Yue! Big brother, even if you don't grab the Tong Xuandan, it's not bad to rob this Mrs. Yue back!" The group of thieves laughed, and there was a burst of coaxing, mixed with a large string of foul language, which made Mrs. Yue's face turn blue with anger, and her delicate body trembled.
Scarface pressed his arm and motioned for the thieves to be quiet. He looked at Mrs. Yue and said with a smile: "My brothers are all rude and reckless men, and their mouths are not clean, so don't take it to heart, Madame." Mrs. Yue was also a generation of heroines in Pei Luoshan back then, and the little brother also admired the swordsmanship of the 'Qingxia Fairy' very much!"
The faces of the middle-aged man and the beautiful woman both changed. Mrs. Yue has rarely appeared since she got married, and her reputation as a chivalrous woman has long been lost in the smoke and dust of the rivers and lakes, and has not been mentioned for nearly 20 years. It seems that this scarface has a deep understanding of the Yue family, and it is clear that he has been planning for a long time! Those who come are not good, and those who are good are not coming!
The beautiful woman stroked the back of her son's head, and the expression on her face was no longer as firm as before. No matter how precious Ren Tong Xuandan is, how can it be compared to the lives of her children? She lowered her head and said nothing, silently waiting for her husband to make a decision.
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and said, "Where did Brother Hua come from, and how did he learn about Neizi's nickname in the past?"
Scarface laughed: "In the Xia Hua Army, the cheap name is not enough to worry about, and I am afraid of insulting the ears of my brother-in-law." ”
"Hua Jun...... You are the Hua Jun of Tianhai Hall!" The middle-aged man suddenly remembered this name, and couldn't help but gasp. Although Tianhaitang is only a second-rate sect, it has a great reputation in Lanhua because of an incident ten years ago, and its root is the Chinese army in front of him. Ten years ago, he accidentally injured a disciple of Pei Luoshan, and his master coerced him to go up to Pei Luoshan to apologize, but this person broke free from the ban halfway, and instead killed his master, and was chased by many masters of the two factions, and injured many people, and then disappeared. This incident caused an uproar in the Lanhua Kingdom, so much so that all the major sects later increased the test of their hearts in the process of recruiting disciples, in case such a disaster occurred. Later, it was rumored that the Chinese army fled to Fengyan Country and became a general, but it was not confirmed.
I didn't expect this guy to fall into the grass here, and he had to rob the Yue family's Tongxuandan. The middle-aged man's thoughts turned sharply, and after a few breaths, he finally made up his mind, and solemnly hugged his fist towards Hua Jun and said: "It turned out to be Brother Hua, I have admired the name for a long time!" This sentence is indeed from the bottom of his heart. Except for Qin Yan and a few other juniors present, there is no one who has not "admired" the name of the Chinese army for a long time.
Hua Jun was very satisfied with the middle-aged man's performance, waved his hand, and said, "There is no need to say more polite words, Hua is willing to pay three thousand taels of silver to buy a Tong Xuan Dan, what does Brother Yue think?"
Three thousand taels of silver is no different from robbery for the value of Tongxuandan, but after all, it is also a step, so it will not be so uncomfortable to slap your face. The middle-aged man felt that he had no choice at all, and nodded after pondering for a moment: "Just according to what Brother Hua said." ”
"Happy!" Hua Jun slapped his hands and laughed, waving his hand, "Third brother, take the silver!"
The third child was the only two other masters in the group of thieves, and the dark and tall shelf stepped forward with heavy steps, like a wall pressing over.
The middle-aged man felt that the other party was amazing, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he got up and greeted him personally.
The third child held a small square box and handed it over, opened the lid of the box with one hand, and said in a deep voice: "This is the three thousand taels of silver tickets from Tongbao Qianzhuang, please count it by Mr. Yue." ”
Qin Yan stretched his neck and saw a stack of silver tickets lying in the square box from a distance, but it was a little different from ordinary silver tickets. Could it be fake?
The middle-aged man's face twitched, he took the square box with both hands, and stuffed it into his arms casually: "No need to order, I can trust Brother Hua's character." He then took out a white jade vial from his arms and handed it to the third child: "This is a Tongxuan Pill, please put it away." ”
The third child didn't speak, and immediately opened the lid after taking the vial, glanced inward a few times, and put it under his nose to sniff a few times, and then put it away. He turned his head and nodded at Hua Jun, then suddenly stretched out his arm and punched the middle-aged man in the chest.