ten steps one kill

There are two roads beside the Longyin Spring, one leads to the market below the mountain, and the other leads to the mansion on the mountain.

When Duan Changya followed Liu Hongfeng's back and walked towards one of them, Fang Wuxiang also led the Dongfeng hall people to the other.

Liu Hongfeng walked very leisurely, but Fang Wuxiang's pace was very fast. The sound of the water returning to the river continued, falling in Fang Wuxiang's ears, turning into wordless urging sounds.

He had to hurry back to Yuan Bao's side to see Yuan Bao's condition.It has been half a day since the two broke up unhappy, the scene of Yuan Bao kneeling in front of him still lingers in his mind, sometimes it is as far away as a dream, which is unbelievable, and sometimes it is as clear as sunlight, which makes people unable to get rid of it.

Uneasy emotions accumulated and piled up, restless like insects and ants, gnawing at his mind.

He walked so fast that he ignored the footsteps around him for a while, until Mu Xue complained in his ear: "Brother Fang, your steps are too fast. I can't see that you are so impatient. They are monastery disciples who recite scriptures and Buddha."

Fang Wuxiang was startled suddenly, stopped immediately, bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Mu Xue waved her hand at him, "Fortunately, I have practiced for more than ten years, so I won't be left behind by you. You are anxious to find your friend, am I right?"

Fang Wuxiang was startled, then nodded and said: "Yes."

His honest attitude made Mu Xue smile, and the latter asked again: "Since you are so worried about him, why didn't you bring him out together?"

Fang Wuxiang said: "He doesn't understand martial arts, I'm afraid he will be in danger, it's safer to stay in Dongfeng Hall." Speaking of this, he was startled again, and asked, "I won't cause you any trouble, will I? "

Mu Xue stared at him, looked him up and down, and said: "I have never seen such a benevolent person like you. To be honest, last night when I saw you donate all your belongings to the poor people, I thought it was just for show." Look, now it seems that I am too shallow, your heart is whiter than white paper."

Fang Wuxiang showed a wry smile, and said: "Where, I am just timid and afraid to see people suffer."

Mu Xue said: "You don't need to be modest, if people in the world were 'cowardly' like you, the world would have been at peace long ago. It's a pity that there are always some wicked people who don't want to get in, and it's useless for you to do good to them, you can only solve it once and for all. "As he spoke, he compared his hand with a knife, imitating Duan Changya's behavior when he beheaded.

Seeing her movements, Fang Wuxiang couldn't help biting his lips tightly.

Kindness breeds good karma, while evil causes evil roots, and the Buddha saves all sentient beings, treating all beings equally.If it was yesterday, he would definitely speak up to argue, but now his mind is in a mess, he can't think of an excuse at all, he can only lower his head and say: "Maybe so."

Seeing his solemn expression, Mu Xue quickly waved her hands and said, "I don't understand any major principles, I just said it casually, you don't have to take my words too seriously... why don't you tell me about you, you and your friend are old friends. acquaintance?"

"No, we just met yesterday."

"Let me just say, you two are completely different, and you don't look like the same people."

Fang Wuxiang showed surprise, turned his head to look at the other party, and said, "Although Yuan Bao and I have known each other not long ago, we are already friends."

"That's not what I meant..." Mu Xue shrugged, "Actually, I haven't made friends before, so you don't have to take my words to heart. I think it doesn't matter who you want to make friends with, but the hall master cares about your ingot Little brother's identity."

"Hall Master?" Fang Wuxiang was surprised.He went to Dongfeng Hall only for a temporary stay, and he had never even met Song Yungui, Hall Master Song. He really didn't understand why the other party cared about Yuan Bao's identity.

Just as he was about to ask, he heard a humming in his ears, and the sound of the water returning to the river suddenly became louder.

A suspension bridge spans the very narrow part of the river.

"We're almost there," Mu Xue said, pointing, "As long as you cross this bridge, you will be able to meet your friends."

Fang Wuxiang couldn't help showing joy.

The pace of the two was too fast just now, and the rest of the Dongfeng Hall disciples had already been thrown away by a certain distance. Mu Xue turned her head and shouted behind her: "Hey, you are lazy donkeys, you are walking so slowly, even I am alone!" Even women can’t compare, and it’s not ashamed.”

There were about a dozen Dongfengtang disciples following her, all of them were men, all of them were men. After hearing her words, all of them squinted their eyes, showing undisguised disgust.

This is not the first time Fang Wuxiang has seen such a hostile expression.

He and Dongfengtang joined hands to hunt down the murderer, running around Yingzhou Island all night, and gradually realized that the relationship between Mu Xue and his fellow disciples was unusual.Dongfengtang is a rising star in the rivers and lakes. The hall master Song Yungui has a straightforward personality. When ranking among his subordinates, he only recognizes ability, regardless of seniority.Because of Mu Xue's superb martial arts skills and quick mind, she overwhelmed all her fellow disciples, and firmly held the top spot among all the disciples in Dongfeng Hall, and was highly valued by Song Yungui.However, her position didn't seem to be stable. Although the fellow sect obeyed her orders, he didn't get close to her, and instead often looked at her with such disgusting and cold eyes.

Their hatred has nothing to do with Mu Xue's appearance. Mu Xue is in her early twenties, the most beautiful age for a woman, with a beautiful face and a figure wrapped in a tight blue skirt. She just needs to stand where she is. A beautiful scene.It's a pity that her status as a woman did not bring her preferential treatment and courtesy, but instead made her different from ordinary people in every way, and her every move was abrupt.Instead of sympathizing with her, the men looked at her as if they were enemies.

There are very few female martial arts practitioners in the Jianghu, and it is even rarer for someone like her to climb to a high position by herself.Once she reached a high position, she was no longer a woman in the eyes of men, but a freak of neither fish nor fowl.Even if she never dressed up and deliberately dressed herself in a rough and simple manner, no different from a man, she still couldn't change the impression of others.

Although Fang Wuxiang has been traveling in the rivers and lakes for a short time, he has gradually realized that the world cannot tolerate aliens. It would be fine if the aliens are poor people, and they can win a few tears from people, but if the aliens are stronger than ordinary people, they will stand out from the crowd. Chickens, however, don't know how to hold back their edge, give in to show weakness, instead stand out everywhere, and will inevitably become the object of disgust of most people.

Mu Xue stood on the spot with her head raised, her eyes showing a bit of bewilderment.

It's not that she can't understand the hatred of her classmates, but she just doesn't know how to deal with it.She is like the water returning to the river, only caring about rushing into the sea, but has no time to filter out the mud and sand involved on both sides of the bank.

Under her urging, Dongfeng Hall reluctantly quickened their pace, finally caught up, and walked into the bridge in groups.At this time, I heard a creaking sound from the bridge deck suspended by iron cables, and someone stepped up from the opposite side.

The road surface of the hanging bridge was already narrow, but there was actually a carriage driving on the opposite side, which filled the entire bridge deck to the brim, just blocking the way of Dongfeng Tangzhong.

Meet on a narrow road.

Fang Wuxiang was the first to show surprise, because the carriage opposite him was the one he had seen in Quebeiwu the night before, and it was the carriage that his wife in the first grade of junior high school was riding in.

And the people driving the carriage were the two brothers of the Chu family.

The two brothers from the Chu family stepped onto the suspension bridge alone, with no companions around them.However, there was a huge battle of carriages, and the wheels rolled over the wooden planks on the bridge, making a rattling sound, which overwhelmed the footsteps of more than ten people in Dongfeng Hall.

The sound of the wheels also drilled into Fang Wuxiang's ears, evoking the memory of the previous night again and reappearing in front of his eyes.

The night before, she lifted the heavy car curtain, walked in front of her with weak steps, lowered her head obediently, and pleaded for mercy for the seriously injured Chuyi.

This time, she raised her head with tears in her eyes, and asked word by word: "Why do you refuse to save me?"

Fang Wuxiang shivered, lowered his head and looked at his hands.

These hands have inherited the Lantian Temple Wuxiang Kungfu, and are the only descendants of the ancient temple buried in the fire. When these ten fingers are clenched together, they can make earth-shattering fists and palms, but because of his weakness and hesitation for a moment, he let go of the last one. A chance to save lives.

Yiren had been buried in a barren mountain, and turned into a hideous corpse together with the unborn baby.The owner of these hands has never been blamed, on the contrary, he is helped everywhere, even admired by others...

Seeing his panicked expression, Mu Xue asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Fang Wuxiang raised his head and said, "Let's retreat for now and let the other party pass first."

Mu Xue raised her eyebrows: "Aren't you in a hurry to reunite with your friends? There are only two of them, why not let them make way."

Fang Wuxiang frowned and said, "I know the two people opposite, and I owe them something."

Mu Xue also cast her eyes far away, looked at the opposite side, immediately opened her eyes wide, and said with emotion, "Who am I? It turns out that I am the two cowards of the Chu family. I didn't cover up the injuries on my eyes, and it was still the same as before. ugly."

"You know them?" Fang Wuxiang asked in surprise.

"Of course I know," Mu Xue replied, "These two people are not good guys. They have gathered a group of mobs and they often come to trouble Dongfengtang. How can you owe them? I think you have been cheated by them. ?”

Fang Wuxiang was startled, and then recalled what Yuan Bao had said to him.The decline of the family business of the Chu family brothers is thanks to Dongfengtang.They regard Song Yungui as a great enemy, and have hated him for a long time.And he happened to be walking with his closed-door disciple, with new resentment and old hatred, he really couldn't imagine how the other party would react.

He explained to Mu Xue: "The wife of the first day of junior high school was also killed by two murderers last night. I was also there at the time, but I couldn't save her in time."

Mu Xue was startled at first, then quickly lowered her face and said, "It's a pitiful death, but his own wife didn't save her, and instead put the blame on you, what kind of reasoning is that?"

Fang Wuxiang shook his head, and said again: "It's because my friend had an argument with him the night before, and I accidentally hit him with internal injuries, so he couldn't save people."

Mu Xue raised her head and pointed, and said: "I think you are thinking too much, look, they are making way for you."

Fang Wuxiang showed surprise, and turned his gaze to the opposite bank. He really saw Chuyi and Chuba reining in the reins, leading the horses to retreat step by step, until they retreated to the entrance of the suspension bridge, stood aside, and let the bridge deck out .

Mu Xue shrugged, and said: "Since the road has been vacated, you might as well walk across it openly, without paying attention to the crowing and barking of dogs on the side of the road."

Although there was a road, Fang Wuxiang didn't feel relieved. Instead, he felt somewhat inexplicable worry that the road was not clear. The bridge deck was tens of feet wide and filled with mist, which made him unable to see clearly the situation on the other side, let alone see what was going on. The expressions of the two brothers, he just saw the ferocious wounded eyes facing him on the first day of the junior high school, the new wounds covered the old wounds, as if the new and old hatreds were rolled together, crossing the endlessly flowing Huichuan River, piercing into his chest heart.

For some reason, he shivered.

But Mu Xue has already stepped onto the suspension bridge, her back is flamboyant and her steps are firm.The disciples of Dongfeng Hall followed closely behind, and turned their playful eyes to the opposite side.Fang Wuxiang heard the bursts of discussion among them, all of which were undisguised contempt.

He had no choice but to rush a few steps, walking beside Mu Xue.

On the other side of the bridge, Chu Ba couldn't hold back the anger in his eyes, and said: "Brother, that Fang Wuxiang has colluded with Dongfengtang. It turns out that they are like dogs at all, and they clearly want to bully the weak."

On the first day of the lunar new year, however, he held his brother tightly and said, "Leave him alone, let them go."

"but……"

"Listen to me, which is more important, you should know clearly."

In the blink of an eye, Dongfengtang's team had crossed Huichuan and passed by the carriage.

Someone deliberately raised his voice and said: "Today is really a good day, even mad dogs are out of the way."

Fang Wuxiang was startled. Seeing Chu Ba's face was full of anger, his eyes were burning with flames, he rushed forward and said: "Brother Chu Ba, the murderer who killed Madam last night has been punished and died, you can rest assured .”

Chu Ba was stunned for a moment, but soon put on a straight face, saying: "They died happily, but my sister-in-law and nephew never came back."

A flash of panic flashed across Fang Wuxiang's face, and he immediately lowered his head.

He ran around all night, worked tirelessly, was open and generous, generous and kind, and left a deep impression on Mu Xue.Seeing him bowing his head to plead guilty, the latter felt unspeakably oppressed, with anger in his eyes, stood in front of him, and said, "Brother Fang is now a distinguished guest of our Dongfeng Hall, I advise you not to come looking for them. Trouble. I know better than he what you two are."

"Bah," Chu Ba spat at Mu Xue's feet, "What are you, if you don't serve your hall master well, you still want to seduce him. He's a monk who hasn't shaved his head."

"What did you say?!"

The Emei thorn on the bottom of Mu Xue's hand has shown its sharpness.

The dagger in Chu Ba's hand had also slipped out of its scabbard.

Their eyes met, and the two remained silent.

The brief silence drained the last sliver of harmonious air, and there seemed to be an invisible thread hanging between the two parties, which was tightly stretched, as long as there was a slight touch, it would turn into a loud bang, and it was difficult to end safely.

This thread is not tightened overnight, it is the epitome of the vicissitudes of martial arts. Your Excellency, how many unknown blood, tears and grievances are hidden, there are few tide-players in the rivers and lakes, but there are many ordinary people who follow the tide.They were pushed to the wasteland by the back waves, lingering in the dry marsh, day after day, forgetting honor and morality, only remembering hatred and resentment.

Fang Wuxiang felt terrified, he was not familiar with how many such evils were hidden in the Jianghu.

He opened his arms, stopped in front of Mu Xue, and said: "Please don't argue for me."

Although he opened his hands, his fists were clenched tightly, and the knuckles of his five fingers turned pale.

Chu Ba saw his fist, hesitated for a moment, and finally withdrew his sword.

Mu Xue also lost her posture, and said in a low voice: "If the hall master didn't order me to obey your orders, I would have chopped off the tongues of these two mad dogs."

Fang Wuxiang took a deep breath, but he didn't feel relaxed.

He looked at the two people on the side of the road again, and compared to Chuba's angry face, Chuyi's appearance made him shudder even more.

The internal injury in the first day of junior high school seemed to be more serious than before, her cheeks were pale, but her lips were dark purple, like a long and narrow wound.The eye sockets were sunken, the eye sockets were unnaturally black, and the eye sockets were bloodshot, haggard and gloomy.

Fang Wuxiang didn't dare to look any further, he just lowered his eyes and passed by the carriage sideways.

The golden curtain hanging from the top of the car swayed in front of his eyes, and the car body seemed to be shaking too. Along with the swaying iron cables and the rushing water, he couldn't tell whether it was the water, the bridge, the car, or the swaying. My heart is shaking.

He was stunned for a moment, only to feel that there seemed to be a gaze hidden behind the heavy curtain, firmly locked on his body, torturing his soul with wordless silence.

He asked curiously, "What's in this car?"

Chu opened his dark purple lips and said, "You owe us a debt."

Fang Wuxiang was startled again, he thought, the things contained in it were probably his wife's relics, or the corpse buried in the soil, the blood-stained corpse and the deformed fetus appeared in front of his eyes, which made him have no time to think carefully , just quicken the pace and walk over.

Looking at his receding back on the first day of the lunar new year, the corners of his mouth gradually raised. He couldn't hold back the excitement on his face, and opened a corner of the car like opening a treasure box.

What was in the car was not a relic, let alone a corpse.But a living person.

A light tore through the darkness and shone on the man.

The man was as thin as a rat in the gutter, tied up with a rope, and had many new injuries all over his body.His mouth was tightly plugged with a cloth strip, and he couldn't make any sound. His gray eyes were exposed to the strong light, and the pupils shrank, showing a look of horror.

Such vivid eyes made Chu Yi happy, the corners of his mouth raised higher, and a smile appeared on his sickly face.

After crossing Huichuan, all the mist in the field of vision dissipated, and the roof tiles of Dongfeng Hall suddenly jumped into the eye, very close at hand.

Seeing that the return trip was coming to an end, Fang Wuxiang still remained silent, but his face was sullen, with a look of being out of his mind.

Mu Xue walked beside him all the way, saw his expression, felt a little anxious in her heart, turned her head and said to him: "The family surnamed Chu is not a good person at all, you pity them for what they do, you will If the frozen snake is warmed up, aren't you afraid of being bitten by the snake?"

Fang Wuxiang was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

Mu Xue frowned, and muttered: "How can I not know my own thoughts?"

Fang Wuxiang didn't refute, just lowered his head, pursed his lips tightly, and the wrinkles between his brows were full of bitterness.Mu Xue stared at him for a while, but couldn't say anything harsh, so she could only let out a long sigh.

She doesn't like this man's pedantry. In her opinion, giving kindness to Chujia brothers is like giving a money bag to a liar. It is not only stupid but also useless.

She didn't speak anymore, but heard someone behind her talking about Fang Wuxiang's deeds, with contempt in their words.It made her suddenly think of the past. Not long ago, she also heard her classmates talking about herself behind her back.They said that no man is willing to have fun with her, and they also said that in order to fill her desire, she must have secretly had an affair with Hall Master Song, and she must have flattered and done all kinds of dirty things to get her current status.They made up non-existent stories vividly and vividly, and their obscenities were unbearable, but she accidentally listened to them.Since then, she has given up her intention of making friends with her classmates.

The well-rounded people are generally similar, but the different kinds have their own quirks.

At this moment, the gossip about Fang Wuxiang penetrated into her ears again, like sharp needles piercing the wounds of the past.It turned out that those wounds that she thought were healed still felt pain.

Fang Wuxiang's weakness made her angry, she raised her voice unknowingly, and said: "Okay, then let me tell you, the surname Chu pretends to have a deep affection for his dead wife, but in fact he is fooling people. The woman who brought Yingzhou Island is already his third wife."

Fang Wuxiang was startled, and asked: "Could it be that his first two wives also passed away?"

Mu Xue sneered: "It's true to say that you are a fool, both of them are living well, the first one abandoned him, and the second one was abandoned by him."

Fang Wuxiang asked: "What's going on?"

Mu Xue said: "Can't you guess it? His first wife married him when he was in glory. She was a small and obedient woman. When he was down and down, he became his punching bag. She was beaten twice in three days, and finally couldn't bear it." He ran away from home and never came back. Immediately afterwards, he married a prostitute in a brothel, and played with her wantonly with the kindness of paying for her life, without treating her as a human being at all, and even won a group of rabble by boasting about the topic of playing with women It's a pity that the man drank too much herbal medicine for abortion in the early years, so he couldn't bear children, and was sent back to the brothel by him in the end. After that, he only wanted to have children, so he married his current wife. Just trying to save face."

Fang Wuxiang showed a look of complete surprise, and said after a long silence: "In this case, why does his wife still stay by his side?"

Mu Xue shook her head and said: "Whoever made most women in the world have no bones, even if they have bones, they may not have the ability to keep them until the last moment."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she felt a burst of regret—after all, the person had died tragically, and such a judgmental behavior was no different from her fellow disciples.

The deeper a person hates a thing, the easier it is to be manipulated by it and become what it is.The haze that shone in her heart unknowingly turned into a black hole, holding her back.

It's a pity that it's hard to get over the water, and the same is true for the words she said. She can only raise her head higher and put on a contemptuous look, but she is ready in her heart to be hated by Fang Wuxiang.

But Fang Wuxiang just nodded and said, "Thank you for telling me."

Such a calm and modest gesture made her even more anxious, and she couldn't hold back the urge to vent her anger, and even her tone became stiff: "Don't worry about other people's business, I have something to tell you, if it wasn't for being caught by those two A spoiler blocking the way, should have said it long ago."

Fang Wuxiang showed surprise: "What news?"

Mu Xue said: "Mr. Song wants to see you."

"You mean the hall master?" Fang Wuxiang was shocked, "Why did he want to see me? Could it be because I suddenly disturbed me last night and violated the rules? I will leave soon with Yuanbao."

"That's not the case," Mu Xue waved her hand, "You will know soon."

The two of them came to the front of Dongfeng Hall after talking, the two rich gates under the sunlight looked thicker, and the golden plaque became brighter.Mu Xue stepped forward quickly and made a movement to open the door. Before she could touch the door knocker, she heard a creak, and the two doors opened to the opposite side. A figure walked out of the courtyard and stepped over the threshold.

Ordinary people's footsteps have two tones, but this person's footsteps have three tones. The third is the sound made by the walking stick hitting the bluestone, which is clearer and louder than the sound of the soles of the shoes. Often, one hears the sound before seeing the person. . "Y" "X" D" "J".

In Dongfeng Hall, there is only one person who walks on three legs, and that is Hall Master Song Yungui.

Although Song Yungui's walking steps were heavier, there was no disharmony. The cane had become a part of his body, supporting his body instead of the foot, and it did not affect his demeanor at all.

There are many people with disabilities in Jianghu, but those who have such a calm posture are rare, and there is only one in front of them.

Such a person, even without a prominent status as a foil, is still extremely outstanding.

It was rumored that anyone who saw Song Yungui for the first time would leave an indelible impression.

Fang Wuxiang couldn't avoid it either, he was intimidated by the calmness of the visitor, and stared blankly at the other's every move.

Song Yungui has long been used to being the center of attention, so he didn't show any surprise, he just came to Mu Xue and said, "I heard that you have completed your mission to assist the Tianji Gate to eradicate the perpetrators last night."

Mu Xue stood still in front of Song Yungui, immediately bowed and cupped her fists, and replied in a clear voice: "Yes."

Song Yungui smiled and said softly, "Thanks for your hard work."

The simple three words lit up Mu Xue's eyes like lights.Every time at this time, she felt that all the hard work was worthwhile, and all criticisms became vulnerable.She stepped on the jealous gaze behind her, straightened her shoulders even more, and said: "This time the credit was taken by Tianjimen, but tomorrow's ring, I will definitely win back the honor."

Song Yungui nodded slightly, and said: "You don't have to be too forceful, just do your best."

But Mu Xue said: "This subordinate is willing to win the Mo Xie Sword for Dongfengtang."

Song Yungui patted her on the shoulder and said: "Okay, the reputation of Dongfengtang will be tied to you."

Mu Xue's cheeks couldn't help flushing for a while, but she quickly suppressed her impatience and said, "Then I'll go to practice martial arts first, sir and Brother Fang to chat slowly."

"it is good."

Song Yungui watched his beloved disciple leave, then slowly turned to Fang Wuxiang, put his cane under his arm, leaned over and made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Brother Fang, come in with me."

The gate is facing a spacious hall, which is used to welcome guests. Outside the building, there are carved beams and painted buildings, and the cornices reflect the sun. There is a screen in the middle of the hall, which is as tall as a person. "East Wind Map".

On both sides of the screen, the waiting servants stood respectfully. Seeing the hall master's return, they immediately put the prepared tea set on the table.Song Yungui led Fang Wuxiang into the guest table, then rolled up his sleeves, poured a cup of tea himself, and pushed it in front of the other party.

"I heard that you are a lay disciple of Lantian Temple. I am a vulgar businessman. I only have a little rough tea at home. It is incomparable with the Qingfeng Mountain Spring in the temple. I don't know if it suits your taste."

It was the first time for Fang Wuxiang to sit in such a luxurious hall, but he didn't have the slightest intention of drinking tea. He just took a sip out of politeness, then put the expensive cup aside, raised his head and said, "Dare to ask Tang What instruction does the Lord have?"

Song Yungui had a smile on his face: "How dare you teach me? I heard about your deeds from other people. I heard that you are the heir of Lantian Wuxiang Gong. I saw you today. You are as handsome and tall as the rumors are said to be. You are an outstanding talent."

Fang Wuxiang still had the astringency of bitter tea in his throat, he shook his head and said: "This junior has not been taught by the abbot himself, and martial arts are just miscellaneous learning, so I dare not pretend to be a successor."

Song Yungui took a seat opposite him, and said: "I've heard from Lantian Temple that the presiding abbot insists on justice and martyrs himself, which is really admirable. The master must have passed nirvana and became a Buddha, so you don't have to be too sad."

Fang Wuxiang nodded, and said, "Thank you, hall master, for your explanation."

Song Yungui asked again: "I wonder what your plans are for the future?"

Fang Wuxiang lowered his gaze, his face darkened: "I wanted to become a monk at Lantian Temple, but my home has been destroyed, so I have no other plans for now."

"Since that's the case, I won't beat around the bush. Brother Fang, I wonder if you intend to join Dongfeng Hall?"

Fang Wuxiang was startled, and turned his gaze to the other party, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

Song Yungui said: "I think you also know that although Dongfengtang is known as a famous family, its family business is still small and cannot be compared with Tianjimen and Zhujianzhuang, so I have been looking for virtuous people everywhere. You are young but have great compassion , shouldn’t be buried in the marketplace, if you stay under my door, you will be able to display your talents and ambitions, which is not a bad thing for you.”

Fang Wuxiang said: "But I have never studied under my predecessors, and I don't know any of you disciples."

Song Yungui waved his hand at him: "As long as the ambitions are the same, it doesn't matter if you have different backgrounds. To tell you the truth, this martial arts conference aims to promote young talents, and Dongfeng Hall needs to send two disciples to guard the ring. One person is the leader, but the other person is still unsatisfactory, if you nod, I will break the rules and promote you to be the champion, and you will show your skills in the martial arts conference, and compete with the heroes for the ownership of Mo Xiejian."

Although Fang Wuxiang was inexperienced in the world, he also knew how precious the position of ring master was. He never expected that Song Yungui would value him so much, so he could only give in and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Hall Master, but I don't want to be with others." They are fighting, and have no intention of snatching Mo Xiejian."

Song Yungui was not discouraged, but asked patiently: "Why?"

"I don't want the weak to be preyed on by the strong in this rivers and lakes, where there is only one person left."

"May I ask what Brother Fang's ambition is?"

Fang Wuxiang took a deep breath, the host abbot's voice flashed in his heart, leaving a trace of sharp pain.He raised his head and replied: "Practice Buddhism, benefit the world, and save all living beings."

"Well said," Song Yungui nodded at first, but quickly suppressed his smile, and said, "It's a pity that the world is so big and there are so many beings. If you only care about the good deeds in front of you, even if you have three heads and six arms, there will be things beyond your power. I think Brother Fang also has some experience."

Fang Wuxiang remembered running all night last night, looking for the murderer's footsteps, and everywhere he saw was a picture of hell, he was silent for a moment, and replied: "It is true."

Song Yungui continued: "Compassion and power are not incompatible. Only by being in a high position can you achieve world affairs. Just imagine if you win the Moxie sword and become famous, and there will be troubles on Yingzhou Island. You only need to shake the sword once." Huh, there will be hundreds of responses, and only by gathering all forces can we restore the situation, just like the son of Duan Changya from the Tianji sect."

Fang Wuxiang was startled, and murmured: "Like Brother Duan?"

Song Yungui nodded: "Yes, in terms of martial arts, you may not be inferior to him. What he can do, you can also do."

Fang Wuxiang showed hesitation, obviously moved by the other party's words, thought for a moment, and said: "Thank you for the invitation, but my friend is still seriously injured, I want to see him first, and then make plans."

"Of course, but about your friend, I have a word of advice, maybe you don't want to listen..."

"Hall master, please speak."

"Your friend doesn't have a good reputation in Jianghu, and he left a bad mark behind him, which will inevitably become a stain on you."

Speaking of this, Song Yungui frowned, curled up his fingers, and expressed a lot of concern in his words.

On the contrary, Fang Wuxiang immediately argued: "Yuanbao was forced by life in the past and had to do many things against his will. Now he sincerely repents and no longer does evil. I should help him."

Song Yungui said: "Helping others is a matter of course, but if you have a deep friendship with him, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to your future."

Fang Wuxiang said: "The hall wants me to compete for power and position to do better good deeds, but for the sake of power and position, do I want to do evil deeds of abandoning my friends?"

Song Yungui met his gaze, stared into a pair of black and clear eyes, sighed, and said, "Brother Fang, the world is so big, you can't save everyone after all, even Bodhisattvas have obstacles that they can't get over. So the Buddha world not only There is the great day Tathagata, and there is also Fudo Ming Wang, who frightens evil with his anger, and slays evil spirits with his sharp sword."

Fang Wuxiang still shook his head: "Yuanbao is not a demon, but the world that persecutes him is. I can never abandon him."

His tone was tough, and it sounded quite rude. Once the words came out, even he himself was faintly startled—when did his temperament change drastically and become what he is now.In other words, the present appearance is the real self.

Song Yungui stared at him, saw that his expression was determined and showed no intention of compromise, so he changed his mind and said, "Alright, you'd better meet with your friends first, and then it's not too late to make plans."

Fang Wuxiang stood up abruptly, bowed his waist and said, "I made a sudden visit last night, so I was bothering you a lot. After Yuan Bao recovers from his injury, I will take him away."

"Oh, you are so stubborn." Song Yungui also stood up, put his cane under his arm, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "You are a guest of Dongfengtang, you don't have to be polite to me, you can stay as long as you want. Let's go Come on, I'll take you to your bed first."

Accompanied by the Hall Master, Fang Wuxiang came to the Green Bamboo Courtyard, he couldn't wait to step into the courtyard and looked around.

There was no one in the courtyard, only the bamboo leaves that had been knocked down by the wind spread all over the ground, and with the moisture left by the heavy rain last night, they made a rustling sound under their feet, making the courtyard deeper and quieter. It makes people feel a little afraid.

Fang Wuxiang strode across the yard and came to the outside of the dormitory. The window of the room was closed tightly, and the situation inside the room could not be seen clearly through the dark crack of the door. He knocked on the door with his hand and said loudly: "Yuanbao, I'm back gone."

There was no answer on the other side.

An ominous premonition surged in Fang Wuxiang's heart, he gave up etiquette, pushed the door open with both hands, and stepped into the darkness.After adjusting to the surrounding light, his gaze quickly swept across the room.

The room was also empty, and there was no one at all.

——Where did Yuan Bao go?

He turned his head abruptly, just in time to meet Song Yungui's face.

Song Yungui was just as surprised as he was, and was just as bewildered.

His whole body was drained of heat, and there was a chill down his back.

Due to the disappearance of a guest, Dongfeng Hall fell into chaos.The servants and apprentices all received orders from the hall master to stop their work and help Fang Wuxiang find the person.

Chickens and dogs were flying around in the yard, and people's faces were not very good-looking.Such a large and famous family actually went to war for a little beggar of unknown origin, which naturally aroused many doubts.Occasionally, complaints came to Song Yungui's ears, but the latter ignored them, and just ordered everyone to search for them to meet all the requirements of the guests. Even the hall master's bedroom was opened for Fang Wuxiang, allowing him to come in and out.

Even so, no one has found the shadow of Yuan Bao.

The disappearance of Yuanbao happened just before noon. The long-term chef in the back kitchen had testimonials that the kitchen prepared meals for the guests and sent them to the Cuizhu Courtyard, but there was no one in the courtyard, so they had to bring back delicacies.

At noon, they were running around chasing the murderer. There were not many people in the courtyard. Some servants claimed to have seen him going out the door, but they didn't know where they were going, and they didn't bother to ask out of courtesy.

Fang Wuxiang chased after the servant to inquire, but finally couldn't ask any more information, and froze in place as if he had lost his soul.Until Song Yungui said to him: "It seems that your friend left on his own."

"Why?" Fang Wuxiang was puzzled, "He still has injuries all over his body, where can he go alone?"

Song Yungui sighed and said, "I think he didn't want to trouble you, so he left alone."

Fang Wuxiang took a deep breath.

Song Yungui continued: "He was a stranger to you, but he accepted your generous gifts over and over again. It is precisely because he has good intentions that he is unwilling to continue to be your burden and affect your future. "

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