beg for chivalry

In the Jianzi month of Dingyou year, the Thousand Monks Meeting in Panlong Mountain was attacked by Houtianlou.

The abbot of Jing'an Jianjing, the abbot of Guangde Temple Gudeng and several monks of Wutai Temple were brutally murdered. Yanxin, the tenth "broken monk" on the Jianghu list, disappeared after the battle with the black-clothed Luocha, and his life and death are uncertain.

Autumn is getting stronger and the dead leaves are falling.This day Zuo Sanniang sat in front of the steps of the Heavenly King Hall, staring straight at the persimmon tree in front of the hall.

The golden and heavy fruits are crowded on the branches, like bright lanterns.The golden persimmon fruit and the fiery red Tangdi, she couldn't help talking and fascinated by looking at it.

Sanniang hadn't seen Jin Wu much since the Panlongshan Thousand Monks Association.After Jin Wu's fall that day, the assassins from Houtianlou arrived and took them back.Back in Tongle Temple, Sanniang bandaged the wound for him trembling, and mixed some medicine to try to suppress the toxicity of the blood bitterness, but the boy was still bleeding profusely, and he was about to die.

In the end, Master Zuo came to Dajia in person and took him away with a cold face, not knowing where to heal his injuries.It is said that Zuo Buzheng killed several members of Kibe for this reason, and tortured the assassins who had not completed the task, so the temple has been shrouded in her tyranny for nearly half a month.

When Sanniang was staring at the fruit, someone suddenly sat down beside her.

She turned her head and saw that it was a black-clothed assassin without a ghost mask, so she was overjoyed at first, and shouted: "Jin Wu..." But she quickly felt something was wrong, and hurriedly stopped talking.

That man was born exactly the same as Jin Wu, but the corners of his mouth were curled up, like a pale crescent.He smiles very darkly, no one will feel happy because of his smile, but he laughs all the time - Jin Wu can't laugh, he can at most let out a mocking laugh, showing on his face With a bit of sarcastic sharp look.

The man smiled and said, "You call me Jin Wu? Very good, it seems that I resemble him somewhat."

His smile made Sanniang a little uncomfortable, he looked like a hissing poisonous snake.So the girl asked, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" The man asked, "Miss San really devotes herself to medical science and doesn't know anything about the affairs in the building." His eyes narrowed slightly, "I am Dharma Protector Shui Jiu, Miss can also call me by my real name——Yan Jiubian. "

Sanniang was puzzled: "Real name?"

"That's right. The people who entered Houtianlou were originally found by Zuolouzhu from all over the world. Naturally, they would have their original names, that is, their real names." Yan Jiubian said with a smile, "Miss San, have you ever heard of Qi Shengyan?" Family? Our Yan family is the best at disguise, and the disguise technique that Mizubu uses now is taught by me."

This man actually remembered his background.Sanniang was surprised by this: Jin Shiba and Jin Wu racked their brains and couldn't remember their past, but this man was able to tell his family background clearly.So she asked, "Why do you remember your real name?"

The corner of Yan Jiubian's mouth curled up: "Only those who are not willing to enter Houtianlou will be drugged by Zuolouzhu to forget the past, but I am different..." He suddenly showed a look of intoxication, and his eyebrows and eyes were bent. "...I came in voluntarily."

"Volunteer?"

He looked up at the sky, and said: "The first time I saw Master Zuo, the Daxing Yongding Gang ambushed her by the side of the mountain road. She grabbed thirty deer tendon bows and hundreds of thin collar arrows with only two hands. North I sent Li Kuteng, the descendant of the Luanshan Sword, to fight with her. Li Kuteng's neck creaked and broke when she twisted her five fingers. After a while, she took the heads of dozens of people in her hands. At that time, we came out to mess around. I feel that I can never find such a beautiful and sassy woman in the world, who is cruel but sharp, and looks at the world alone! So I thought at that time that I must win her heart."

Seeing his ecstatic appearance, Sanniang only glanced at him, then blinked at the bird jumping on the branch, and replied: "...Really."

There was a strange light in Yan Jiubian's eyes, and he bent down/body to look at her: "The two of us should be on the same path."

"What comrades?"

"Miss San, I've heard rumors... There are iron cages in your room, and some medicine men are locked up, and you poison them to play when you have nothing to do. To be honest, there are two things I love the most. One is the left host. , and the second is blood. Killing people is extremely interesting, the young lady must be thinking about it too, right?"

Yan Jiubian laughed, obviously he had a very similar face to Jin Wu, but Sanniang felt that this man had a bit of a gloomy air, which made her unable to arouse her interest in talking.

"I don't love blood." Sanniang shook her head and said.

She remembered the Thousand Monks Meeting half a month ago.At that time, the monk who broke the precepts killed too many assassins before her eyes, and she had seen enough of severed limbs and arms, bones piled up with blood, and she could even see the smelly blood red in the next few nights when she closed her eyes.

Yan Jiubian squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "It's very interesting to kill people with poison, even though they don't see blood."

He glanced at the bird on the branch, suddenly his fingers trembled, and several silver lines shot out!It was a cold, ruthless string that cut Que'er's body apart in the blink of an eye.

So a sparrow with its belly disemboweled and dripping with blood fell in front of Sanniang's eyes, while Yan Jiubian walked forward as if nothing had happened, dipped a little blood with his fingertips and put it in his mouth.

He looked at Sanniang with a smile, as if he was asking: How was the killing?

The girl just felt upset, she looked at the blood-stained bird, and suddenly thought of Jin Shiba who died in front of her a few days ago.Que'er's blood-red wings trembled, that man also had a gut-wrenching gut, and died a miserable death, no one even took his body away.

Thinking of this, Sanniang stood up abruptly, crossed her hips and asked Yan Jiubian, "Where is Jin Wu?"

Hearing this name, Yan Jiubian's eyes turned slightly cold.

"Miss San, you really care about him."

Facing his teasing, Sanniang repeated angrily: "Tell me, where is he?"

Yan Jiubian looked at her meaningfully, still pouring blood into his mouth one after another, and finally he showed Sanniang a sly smile: "Who knows? It's not sure where I met the landlord. Just go and have fun."

-

Speaking of which, half a month ago, the Thousand Monks Meeting was held that night.

Tongle Temple was shrouded in overcast clouds, and the torrential rain poured into the night.Standing next to the Heavenly King Elephant at the mountain gate are several men in black, holding knives, guns and torches in their hands. The cedar oil is burning, and the black smoke and dust are scattered.The mountain forest was dark and silent before, only the sound of pattering rain could be heard, but now there was the faint sound of horseshoes treading water.

Suddenly, a group of people broke through the rain and stopped in front of the mountain gate.

A few black-clothed assassins wearing ghost faces fell off their horses, and they were helped down to the ground.Zuo Sanniang finally stepped on the familiar stone bricks, seeing the diamond statue with open eyes and bulging nose, her knees softened and she knelt down.But the other teams made some adjustments and didn't care about her, so they rushed to the Guanyin Pavilion and reported to the left host.

Inside the Avalokitesvara Pavilion, the stone lanterns are shadowy, the clay statues of Avalokitesvara are yellow and mottled, and the murals of evil spirits and beasts drinking meritorious water are flickering.It was cold in the pavilion, and Zuo Buzheng stood in the center of the pavilion in iron armor, with cold eyes, beautiful and cruel, just like a yaksha who cannibalizes flesh and blood.

The black-clothed assassins entered the Guanyin Pavilion covered in rain, and lined up in two rows in silence.

Shui Er knelt down in front of the woman, and said in a calm voice: "The Wutai monks are in chaos, but Zhao Shiyun's sentry army arrived later, and only two abbots of the Wutai monk temple were taken down."

Zuo Buzheng tilted his head to look at her, his eyes were even colder than Bingshuang.

"Two." The woman's voice was soft and gentle, but it seemed to be wrapped in a raging wind and snow. "The people from the Ministry of Gold and the Ministry of Water can only take down two old abbots?"

A silent chill suddenly swept through the crowd.Zuo Buzheng is moody and ruthless, they don't know how this yaksha-like woman will punish them.If it's just Ling Chi's cut in half, and she's still gentle, what I'm most afraid of is that she will destroy her whole body on a whim.

"I'll check it out some other day." Zuo Buzheng suddenly changed the subject and asked. "...What about the monk who broke the precepts?"

After all, Yanxin, the monk who broke the precepts, was the tenth character on the Jianghu list, and what she was most concerned about was whether she could win this person.The monks of Panlong Mountain rely on the five magic circles supported by the power of the crowd. If one person is to be singled out, the skills of the abbots of Guangde Temple, Jing'an, Fazang Temple, Fushan Temple, and Qinggou Temple are not worth mentioning. .The only thing that can make Zuo Buzheng feel afraid is the broken precepts monk Yanxin.This person's whereabouts are uncertain and he has no fixed place to live. If it is not for the work of the Thousand Monks Association, it is almost impossible to find out where he is.

Shui Shiliu reported: "...has been killed by the young master." She was slammed on the door by the monk who broke the precepts before, and she almost passed out, but she also escaped the catastrophe.

At this time, Zuo Buzheng suddenly showed an interesting smile on his face, and she read the name gently: "Jin Wu...huh. I didn't expect to do this..." She shouted, "Where is he? He comes up."

Two assassins came briskly out of the rain, with one in their arms.The man hung his limbs, and his legs dragged on the stone brick sill, leaving a string of reddish marks.His head was also buried, like a wilted leaf beaten by frost, without making a sound.

When the assassins let go of their hands, the man fell to the ground with a thud, his black military uniform soaked in blood, and mixed with the cold rain.His eyes were closed tightly, his face was covered with mud and blood, and he looked quite terrifying.If it wasn't for the weak heaving of his chest, no one would doubt that he is dead, and this person is considered to have a hard life, even if he was hit by a knife and poisoned, he still hangs his breath at this time.

Zuo Buzheng squatted down | turned back and forth patiently brushing away his messy hair, and looked at this young man whom she had always dreamed of, whom she both loved and hated.

No matter how talented the black-clothed Rakshasa is in martial arts, he is just a 14-year-old kid who has just entered the arena. Zuo Buzheng thought that he would never be able to defeat the monk who broke the precepts, but he was the first in the arena. Ten hands came back alive.She looked at the unconscious man, as if she was looking at a new flame.Over the years, she tried every means to make this young man go his way, but he surprised her every time he taught her.

But this time it was different, he was the loser.Zuo Buzheng had no intention of letting him win from the very beginning, she wanted him to lose completely, and wanted him to never stand up again and bow his head in front of her.

Yasha's eyes were like two sharp knives, deeply wedged into his body.At the same time, she leaned over the young man's ear, and softly said in a sticky, terribly gentle voice:

"...You fell into my hands again, Jin Wu."