"Martial Arts Novel Serial" Broken Soul (129)

Chapter 129: Don't Have Sorrow and Secret Hate (13)

Master Jinglin said: "The demon sword 'Tianwen' reappeared in the rivers and lakes, killing many fellow martial artists. During that time, it was simply a rumor, and I sent the head of the house, Senior Sister Jingyi, to order that she was not allowed to go out without anything. Therefore, for more than a month, except for sending a few people down the mountain to purchase food, no one dared to disobey the order to go down the mountain. ”

The ghost shadow said, "That day, I already felt that death had eaten away at my body. I could faintly hear footsteps, and I had no strength at all, just moaning quietly, hoping that someone passing by would reach out to save me. As the so-called 'endless road to heaven', passing by here is Shaolin Luohan Hall Huiming. Master Huiming is a high-ranking monk, and his internal cultivation is even more unfathomable. He could already hear my small moans. Luckily, he came to my rescue and saved my life. ”

Mrs. Jinglin then spoke: "On that day, Senior Brother Huiming went to Emei in person to deliver a heroic post written by Master Huizhen, the abbot of Shaolin. We wanted to keep Brother Huiming for fasting, but he refused, saying that he had something important to do, so he hurried down the mountain. ”

The ghost shadow said: "Master Huiming pulled me up the cliff and saved my life." In order to avoid accidents, he disguised me and secretly took me back to the Shaolin Temple to meet the head of the family, Master Huizhen. Master Huizhen first used Shaolin internal strength to help me heal, and then specially cleaned up a guest room for me to recuperate in Shaolin. ”

"On that day, the host of Wanshan Temple, Master Wuwang, arrived in Shaolin, and Master Huizhen told him everything about me. After hearing this, Master Hopeless said to Master Huizhen: "Shaolin is the martial arts Taishan Beidou, and the monks are compassionate. Senior brother, you have already sent a hero post, and the people of all sects know that the ghost shadow is hiding in Shaolin, and they must be rude to me Shaolin. Shaolin's thousand-year-old reputation must not be humiliated by various sects. ’”

"Master Huizhen also thought of this festival, but Shaolin has existed in the rivers and lakes for thousands of years, how can he put down the compassion of Buddhism for the sake of righteousness because of a moment of honor and disgrace? Master Huizhen couldn't resist Master Hopeless, so I followed Master Hopeless from Shaolin to Wanshan Temple......"

Shenlongzi nodded and said, "I want Master Huizhen to know that the demon sword 'Tianwen' reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and it was not your fault to kill fellow martial artists, so the Shangcai changed the martial arts conference to Wanshan Temple." In order to clear your name. But the various sects in the rivers and lakes ......"

All the sects in the rivers and lakes still think that things are done by ghosts. Shenlongzi didn't say anything about it, but the ghost shadow also knew what it meant.

The ghost shadow said: "In the hall of the Great Majesty, I listened to Master Hopeless lecture every day, thinking about my past sins, and it was really an unforgivable sin. Now that I think about it, the time in Wanshan Temple is really peaceful and comfortable. There, you can truly forget all the grievances on the rivers and lakes. The Dharma is boundless, and all sufferings ......"

I could only hear the sound of horses' hooves coming from a distance, and a fast horse carrying a sack came galloping from a distance. The sack swayed from side to side, as if someone was being in the sack.

Shenlongzi and the other three looked at each other, no one knew what was in the sack, and it was inconvenient for them to make a move, just waiting to see what happened. But the horse, as if tired of running, stopped on the grass in front of the tea stall, and seemed to forget that he still had something on his back, and lowered his head to eat the grass on the ground.

The rickety old man in front of the tea stall seemed to have seen nothing, still playing chess with himself, as if nothing else in this world was important except playing chess.

Shenlongzi suddenly made a move, dragged the sack on the horse's back lightly, and threw the sack up. The ghost shadow also intervened, gently catching the sack. Shenlongzi nodded to him, and he carefully untied the sack. The three of them looked at each other and were all surprised, it was none other than Xu Hongzu who was in the sack.

Xu Hongzu's hands and feet were tied with ropes, and his mouth was actually blocked by a pair of stinky socks.

The ghost pulls the stinky sock out and helps him untie the ropes. But Xu Hongzu, who saw it, jumped up, scolded, and said: "It's these shameless villains again, and they are plotting against me again, it's really unreasonable." He saw the fast horse grazing leisurely, walked over, kicked the horse on the buttocks, and vented his dissatisfaction.

The horse was frightened, and with a moo, ran off into the distance.

Shenlongzi couldn't help but laugh and said, "Xu Daxiake, aren't you going back to the inn? What the hell is going on?" Xu Hongzu was angry from the bottom of his heart, sighed, and said, "My books and materials and Master Jingwen's ashes are all placed in the inn." I went back to the inn and prepared to pack up my things and leave here, and continued to hurry, so as to get to the Jiaye Temple of Jizu Mountain in Yunnan as soon as possible. But I never thought that when I had just packed up my things and was about to leave, I felt that something seemed to be on my back, and my whole body suddenly felt weak and paralyzed. ”

Xu Hongzu picked up the teacup and drank a cup of tea. The tea was in, but it was not able to extinguish the anger in his heart, and he said: "At this time, the two men wearing hats and robes appeared in my guest room. They couldn't help but say anything, so they tied my hands and feet with ropes, and even sealed my mouth with smelly socks. Speaking of this, Xu Hongzu snatched another cup of tea on the table and rinsed his mouth, as if he had eaten something disgusting and disgusting.

Xu Hongzu continued: "They actually packed me up with a hemp bag and put me on horseback. I didn't know where they were going to take me, and I couldn't help but follow the horse for more than half an hour, and my internal organs seemed to be shattered. I didn't expect this horse to bring me here. This group of turtle bastards who were killed by the sky. If that day falls into my hands, I will let them know how good I am. ”

Shenlongzi nodded, looked at the ghost shadow, and said, "It seems that they know that we are here, and they sent Xu Daxiake over, but they just want to give us a dismount." I don't want us to set foot in Four Seasons Villa. ”

The ghost shadow said: "Why don't they meet us directly, but use this method? In this way, isn't it redundant?" Shenlongzi looked at the rickety old man playing chess in front of the tea stall, and then looked at the old man fishing on the bow of the boat by the lake, smiled on his face, and said, "I think they don't want to tear their faces and make us enemies." They did this because they didn't want us to go to Four Seasons Villa, and let us retreat from the difficulty. ”

Shenlongzi picked up a small pebble and threw it away, and the pebble hit a few ripples on the surface of the water, which also frightened the fish in the lake. The old man who was fishing did not move. Shenlongzi deliberately raised his voice and said, "But what you don't want me to do, I like to do." Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he prefers to go to the tiger mountains. What I want to do, no one can stop me. ”

The rickety old man snorted softly, although his voice was small, but it did not escape the ears of the dragon son. Shenlongzi squinted, but the old man he saw actually packed up the chessboard, put on a shabby robe, put on a broken hat, walked into the distance, and muttered: "Pack up the earth, mountains and rivers, and the four are empty." After a misty journey, the desert flat forest, the stacked mountains, and the rolling Yangtze River. But when I saw the cold clouds, miserable fog and sorrow, I couldn't bear the bitterness, the wind and the rain brought resentment. In the north of Xiongcheng, see that the rivers and mountains are unharmed, who knows me to Suzhou and Hangzhou. ”

Suddenly, I heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, like gusts of wind and thunder, but I saw the dust flying in the distance, as if thousands of troops and horses were coming with a heavy murderous aura.

"Shenlongzi, don't get on the boat quickly. ”

Shenlongzi and the others followed the sound, but saw that the old man who had been fishing had already untied the small cable and was waiting for them. Seeing this, Shenlongzi knew that those strange people in robes were only dealing with themselves and the ghost shadow, and they had no ill will towards Master Jinglin and Xu Hongzu.

He said to Mrs. Jinglin: "Mrs. Shi, I think the goal of these people is me and the ghost shadow, and I don't have much to do with you. You don't have to dwell too much on it, we say goodbye here, and we'll see you again in the future. "Although Master Jinglin has a grudge against Long Xiaotian, she has not been able to understand him deeply since she met Shenlongzi from Wanshan Temple and has been in contact for a day, but she seems to be able to understand him in her heart. When the danger came, Shenlongzi was able to care about his own safety, and his heart was even hotter, and he said: "Our people from the Emei faction are by no means greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

Shenlongzi smiled and said: "The Emei faction is one of the six major sects in the rivers and lakes, how can it be a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? But this matter has nothing to do with your Emei faction. If you are allowed to fall into this troubled water, our Butterfly Valley will be uneasy, please be considerate. Say goodbye today, but in just a few days, we can still see each other in Shaolin. What's more, I'm still going to go to Emei and drink a cup of tea made by Mrs. Jingyi herself?"

Shenlongzi whispered a few words to her again, and Master Jinglin knew too much what Shenlongzi meant by words, so it was inconvenient to be too reluctant, and without too many words, he turned around and left.

Parting is for a better reunion next time.

Xu Hongzu saw that Master Jinglin was too far away, but said: "I have a confidant in life, and I have no regrets." I had promised Master Jingwen to send his ashes to the Ka Ye Monastery, and I could not break my promise. Xu Hongzu looked at his hands and said, "Now, although I have the heart to help you, my martial arts are low, but I will become a burden to you." He clasped his fists and saluted to apologize, and said, "If I can come back alive, I will definitely find you to drink the three jars of wine happily." ”