[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Weapon Collector

Duan Mei was young and energetic, and after realizing that the carriage was besieged, he wanted to repeat the scene on the official road for a moment. It has to be said that Shen Qi's force value really gave him a lot of confidence.

But Shen Qi was the first to see through his intentions, and put her hand on his shoulder lightly, stopping him.

She ignored the beggars who obviously came with bad intentions, but said to Duan Mei: "Your task has been completed, you can leave."

"But my task is to escort you to Jinan City safely!" Duan Mei snorted and turned around.His expression froze.

The woman behind leaned out from the carriage, her eyes were soft and helpless, as if looking at a naughty and willful child.

Duan Mei pursed his lips, and there was a bit of bitterness between his brows.

"...can we meet again?"

"If there is a destiny." Shen Qi smiled and patted his head. "goodbye."

She turned to look at the group of beggars, glanced around, and concentrated her eyes on a beggar standing a foot away from the front of the car. His hair was haggard and his face was messy, but the beggars around him seemed to be the leader.

The only difference between him and others is that he carries seven patched bags on his back.

Disciple of the Seven Pockets... At least he is a sub-ruler and rudder master.Why did the beggar gang send people with such identities to look for them?Judging by the attitude they showed, it seems that it is not a good thing.

But regardless of good or bad things, they must go to this beggar gang.

"Since the Beggar Gang only invited us two, don't make things difficult for others."

"It's natural."

The leading seven-bag disciple nodded calmly, then turned sideways to make way, Duan Mei jumped off the shaft, hesitated for a moment, then turned her head expectantly: "Miss Lin..."

The light blue floral car curtain was lifted softly, Lin Qiu lowered his eyes slightly, looked at him with a smile, and said softly: "Thank you, Mr. Duan, for taking care of me all the way, and see you again."

The ordinary-looking boy's face froze, and he said bitterly: "...We will meet again by fate."

There was no nostalgia and no hesitation on her face, she just smiled like a flower when she first met, which made people feel heartbroken and melancholy at the same time.

Duan Mei knew that they definitely had no fate to see each other again.He clearly read this from her seemingly affectionate but ruthless smile.

Chumu Shaoai, the young man who had tasted heartbreak for the first time, left.

The seven-bag disciple was stunned for a moment before he seemed to come to his senses, and stammered, "You two girls... please, please."

If an ordinary person sees such a stunning beauty, they will definitely shake their hearts. The hard-to-disguise reactions of other beggar gang disciples are undoubtedly in line with this, but after the initial amazement, this disciple of the Seven Bags did not look too frivolous and fascinated. On the contrary, he became more respectful.

When a man sees a strange beauty, he may want to get closer, or he may not bear to profane, but few people will be as respectful as looking at a Bodhisattva.

——Unless he has experienced something and seen something, so when he sees her face, he thinks of a respectable person or thing.

Shen Qi and Lin Qiu were very curious about his reaction.

They all took remote roads with few people, and only beggars who were born and raised in this city and often walked the streets and alleys could remember such a complicated and difficult path. After about half an hour, they finally arrived at their destination.

Along the way, Lin Qiu gave full play to his charm, and got a lot of words out of the seven bag disciples, but unfortunately he didn't know much, only that the new leader of the beggar gang, Nangong Lingqian Not long after, he became extremely irritable, and then told his subordinates Lin Qiu and Shen Qi to investigate their whereabouts. After finding out that the two happened to be rushing to Jinan City, he coldly ordered the disciple of the seven bags to take him with him. Someone took them to the general altar of the beggar gang.

Nangong Ling's attitude when he gave the order was definitely not good, no one would think that he invited them here for some good deed, it looked more like looking for trouble.

Therefore, the attitude of the seven bag disciples was not very good when they came.

But no man can really be cold-hearted towards two beautiful women, especially the seven-bag disciple who doesn't understand the inside story. After sending them to the gate of the main altar, he specifically persuaded them: "What's the misunderstanding? It will be solved if you open it, I believe that a person like Miss Lin will never be a bad person."

Shen Qi crossed her arms and glanced at this person with a half-smile.

It sounds like she's the bad guy.

The seven-pocket disciple didn't notice Shen Qi's eyes. He looked at Lin Qiu's face with a complicated expression, and sighed quietly: "If the wife of the gang master takes off her veil, she should be so graceful."

"Mrs. Master?" Lin Qiu was curious and was about to ask, but at this time the door was opened, and the seven-bag disciple stopped talking and walked straight forward.

Although the name of the beggar gang contains the word "beggar", their general altar does not feel barren at all. The green bamboo rockery, the sound of water, and the corners of the eaves are flying high, which is quite elegant.

The red lacquered wooden door was pushed open silently, the two stepped in, and the people behind them retreated silently, the wooden door was gently closed, and the light passed through the window paper, reflecting a woody torreya chessboard.

Black and white are intertwined on the chessboard, which is an endgame.

The man holding the black chess piece was wearing a clean robe with a few patches on the hem. He didn't have a bag on his back. It stands to reason that a beggar without a bag is just an uninitiated disciple of the Beggar Clan, but obviously he is not an uninitiated.He doesn't carry a bag, but has jumped out of the beggar gang's rating. His existence is the proof of his identity.

This person is undoubtedly the new leader of the Beggar Clan—Nangong Ling.

Lin Qiu walked to the chessboard, sat on the side of the white piece, reached out to pick up a white piece, but put it back with a frown.

"Bai Qi is dead, this game is not the end game, why is the Nangong gang leader thinking so hard?"

Nangong Ling raised her head, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, her temperament was clear, but after seeing Lin Qiu in those eyes, there was only a trace of surprise, and then the expression was covered by a more intense black color.

He said in a deep voice: "It is precisely because Bai is dead that I am thinking hard."

"What are you thinking about?"

"...Why did White die?"

"Then you have to ask the chess player." Lin Qiu stood up and said impatiently, "I don't like to play Zen games with others, so what is the reason why the Nangong Gang asked us to come here?"

Nangong Ling sighed, stood up and said: "Unfortunately, I once knew a person, and he really likes to practice meditation with others."

Shen Qi, who had been leaning against the door and watched silently, suddenly said, "That man must be a monk."

Nangong Ling silently turned and looked at her.

There were only two incense candles burning in the room, and the light was not very bright. The scent of the incense candles was fresh and elegant, but for some reason, the smell made people dizzy and nauseous at this time.

He is waiting.

But the woman in red leaning against the door just looked at him with a half-smile, and Lin Qiu sat back on the table impatiently, raised her hand and yawned.

Nangong Ling's expression gradually changed, tainted with a bit of moving surprise.

"you--"

"Why are we still sober?" Lin Qiu interrupted him, sneered at Nangong Ling's sudden turning gaze, "I didn't expect that the leader of the beggar gang used poison so well. But when I played poison , you are still a little tadpole!"

"Hello!" Shen Qi helplessly supported her forehead, "I don't understand such words!"

"Only those who understand will say they don't understand, and those who don't understand will be like him." Lin Qiu raised his finger to Nangong Ling.

The jade-like fingers landed on the top of his head lightly and delicately, as if with magical power, and then pushed, Nangong Ling staggered back to the chair.

He couldn't hide the finger because he couldn't move it anymore.

That handsome face was full of resignation, he opened his mouth with difficulty, but he just let out a 'ho ho' sound in vain, like the panting of a dying person.

"Snake saliva mixed with thorn powder will change the properties of the medicine, and it will become a medicine called man's charm. As the name suggests, it is only effective for men." Lin Qiu bent down and raised his hands to press on the chessboard. The black and white chess pieces were scattered like a man. Those increasingly blurred eyes, "People who take this medicine will burn with desire/fire, feel empty, weak, and unable to speak. After half an hour, the temporary loss of voice will become permanent, even if they take the antidote. It’s useless. After an hour, you will become a muscle weakness patient forever, and after an hour and a half, you will lose even the ability to self-abuse yourself, and you will burn yourself to death.”

Shen Qi had already walked up to Nangong Ling at this time, looked at the gloomy eyes of the other party, and then glanced at the white chess on the board, thoughtfully.

"I didn't say that to make you cooperate with me, but simply to scare you." Lin Qiu met the other party's glaring eyes, and forcefully stuffed two pills into his mouth.

"Say, why did you poison us?"

Nangong Ling was sneering in her heart, but found that she opened her mouth uncontrollably and said, "For revenge!"

After all, he realized something, summoned up all his energy and was about to shout, but Shen Qi who had already prepared pressed the Ya acupoint.

Lin Qiu gave Shen Qi a thumbs-up, and then asked, "Who is the revenge for?"

Shen Qi unlocked the acupoints, Nangong Ling's prepared words for help were replaced by another words before she could say: "Wuhua!"

"Who are you without flowers?"

"It's my biological brother!"

"So you know what he did, right?"

"Yes."

"But Wu Hua was killed by the jellyfish Yin Ji, why do you seek revenge from us if you have nothing to do?"

"If it weren't for you, my brother wouldn't have died either! I'll kill you first, and then I'll settle the score with Shenshui Palace!"

Lin Qiu was about to ask further questions, but Shen Qi shook her head at her, lowered her head, and said with a smile.

"I see. You are afraid that we will tell the truth about Wu Hua's death."

Nangong Ling, who was hit on the Ya point, was breathless.

"The fact that Wuhua has died cannot be changed, so you want him to be respected by others, and die with the name of a master, instead of spreading stigma and dying under the criticism of the world. So you want to kill those who know the inside story, The disciples of Shenshui Palace are also ashamed of what Wuhua did, so they will not speak out. With the jellyfish Yin Ji, no one dares to ask, but we are not from Shenshui Palace, and we will not be like Shenshui Palace. Hiding in one place under the palace gate and not setting foot in the rivers and lakes." Shen Qi said slowly, "So just kill us. The truth of Wuhua's death will be buried forever - this is your plan, right?"

With a light fingertip, Nangong Ling said hoarsely: "That's right."

After all, Ya acupoint was tapped again.

Lin Qiu bit his lips and said, "We shouldn't have agreed to help Yin Ji the jellyfish hide the truth about Wu Hua's death!"

"But we have already agreed." Shen Qi shook her head, and also understood the depressed mood of the other party at the moment, and after asking where the head symbolized the dog-beating stick, she was ready to leave.

However, before leaving, she asked again, "As the leader of the beggar gang, why did you learn to use poison?"

The answer was actually two words: "Revenge!"

"Vengeance for what?"

"Ren Ci's revenge for killing my father!"

Ren Ci was the previous leader of the Beggar Gang and Nangong Ling's adoptive father.

"...This is really true." Shen Qi was speechless for a moment.

The dog-beating stick was in Nangong Ling's room. Because Nangong Ling took the initiative to use the snake saliva, Lin Qiu didn't like him at all, and he didn't undo his poison. The two took the dog-beating stick and quietly They left the main altar of the Beggar Clan without making a sound. In order to avoid being blocked by the disciples of the Beggar Clan, the two left the city directly while the city gate was still open.

When leaving the city, Shen Qi suddenly remembered a question.

"How long will your Tuzhen pill last?"

"One hour." Lin Qiu curled his lips into a smile, "I have already cured the medicinal properties of the man's silencer, so within that hour, no matter who he asks, he will know everything."

In the main altar of the Beggar Gang, a man in a blue shirt stepped into the gate with his hands behind his back.

The disciples of the beggar gang yelled respectfully: "Quickly pass on to the leader of the gang, and say that Chu Liuxiang is here to pay a visit!"

作者有话要说：小明同学扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2017-12-2305:18:13

读者“梦魇”,灌溉营养液+52017-12-2223:59:02

读者“linlia”,灌溉营养液+12017-12-2303:54:50

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