[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Destiny Green Book

Qiao Feng and Yin Liting quickly counted their bags, and selected two horses from the Xixia people's horses for Sister Azhuabi. After confirming that they were able to control the horses by themselves, the group of seven people reunited. on the road.

Although after a heavy rain, the remnants of the road are almost invisible, but Azhu and Abi were tied on horseback by the Xixia people and led them for a while, and they vaguely remember that the team has been marching north.

However, in the southern countryside, there are both rice fields and mulberry fields, and waterways and land routes intersect each other. Qiao Feng, who is used to the simple and straight roads in the north, has a headache. Even though Azhu and Abi, who are from Gusu, lead the way, The speed of the crowd inevitably slowed down.

Fortunately, listening to Azhu Abi's previous description, the Xixia people don't look like they are going to kill everyone in the beggar gang immediately. Although Qiao Feng is still anxious, he knows nothing about the development of the situation than before, so he can only keep his head down It is much better when you are in a hurry, at least you can keep your emotions calm and restrained.

All the way north, the seven people drove their horses for half a day. When passing through a mulberry forest, they suddenly heard a burst of weeping in the forest.

The cry sounded sad and wronged, and it could be vaguely distinguished that it came from the mouth of a young man.

Everyone followed the crying, and soon, they saw two little novice monks, who were fourteen or fifteen years old, sitting on the side of the road and crying sadly.

The two young novice monks also looked quite embarrassed. There were many blood stains on the monk's robes, and one of them had a big gash on his forehead, and the blood around the wound hadn't completely dried yet.

Duan Yu has always been kind-hearted and has studied Buddhism since he was a child. Now seeing the miserable condition of the two young novice monks, he got off his horse and dug out the golden sore medicine that Yin Liting had given him from his luggage, and softly told the two The child said hello and handed over the medicine in his hand.

The two young novice monks could see that they were well-bred, and the one who was not injured obediently thanked Duan Yu, took the medicine bottle, opened it carefully, took some ointment, and gently helped his companion treat the wound .

The little novice monk with a wound on his forehead also sobbed and thanked Duan Yu, but it seemed that because of being treated gently, and the wound on his forehead hurt a little from the ointment, the tears in his eyes fell faster.

Duan Yu was at a loss when he saw this.

He turned his head and looked at Qiao Feng and the others as if asking for help:

"Brother, Brother Yin, Brother Song, Brother Ye, look..."

Seeing his bewildered expression, Qiao Feng couldn't help but shook his head, got off his horse, and came in front of the two young novice monks.

Although he is tall and has a resolute face, he is full of righteousness, so the two young monks are not afraid when they see him approaching.

The little novice monk who was helping his companion with the good medicine clasped his palms together and saluted: "Thank you, the benefactor, for giving me the medicine."

Qiao Feng returned the courtesy and said: "Little master, you don't have to be polite, it's just a matter of raising your hands. I just don't know what happened to the two little masters? Why were they injured and hid beside the mulberry forest and wept?"

When he asked this question, the eye circles of the uninjured little novice immediately turned red again, and he said in a crying voice, "Back to the benefactor, my junior brother and I were practicing in Tianning Temple not far away. Today, a group of foreigners suddenly broke into the temple." The villains have caught many beggars, saying they want to go to the monastery to shelter from the rain."

"My master was merciful, so he let them in, but as soon as those foreigners entered the temple, they yelled for wine and meat, and even killed the cattle raised in our temple for plowing..."

"Master said that my Buddha doesn't like to kill animals, so I don't want them to kill cattle. Those wicked people... those wicked people killed my master and more than a dozen senior brothers in the temple, and drove us two senior brothers out, saying that we are not allowed to kill cattle. Go back again... woo woo..."

At the end, the little monk cried sadly again.

The little novice monk next to him with a forehead injury was originally smaller than the uninjured one. Seeing that his senior brother started crying again, his unstoppable tears also fell down.

Qiao Feng's heart was shocked when he heard the little novice's words.

He hurriedly asked: "Little master, when did this happen? Are they still in the temple?"

The uninjured little novice choked for a moment, and replied in tears, "Y-yes, he hasn't left yet."

As he said that, he turned his head and pointed to a smoke from cooking somewhere behind the mulberry forest, and said, "Here, that smoke is that they are lighting a fire to cook beef..."

He cried and read two more sins, his eyes were red and swollen, and he looked very pitiful.

Duan Yu blushed with anger.

"These people...these people are really..."

He was literally incoherent.

How could there be such bad people in the world!

The abbot of Tianning Temple kindly allowed them to enter the temple to shelter from the rain, but they didn't feel grateful. They wanted to slaughter the cattle in the temple, but they were stopped by the abbot and swung the butcher knife at these helpless monks. What a beast Not as good!

Duan Yu felt like a fire was burning in his heart, burning his chest full of surging anger.

It was only then that he suddenly understood something. Someone once said to him, "You don't want to kill people, it's just that you haven't met anyone who must be killed." The meaning of this sentence.

He barely suppressed the anger gushing in his heart.

"Brother," Duan Yu turned his head to look at Qiao Feng, "What the little master said, should be the group of people we are looking for, right?"

Qiao Feng nodded solemnly, then turned to the two young novice monks: "Two little masters, do you still remember how many of those villains there are?"

The two young monks looked at each other, and said in unison: "There are many, many, there are hundreds of NO.80 people!"

Qiao Feng's expression softened when he heard the words, he thought that if he could kidnap hundreds of people from the Beggar Gang, there must be about 200 Xixia people to do it, but he didn't know that there were only about [-] Xixia people in Tianning Temple.

Maybe they got scattered while taking shelter from the rain?

It doesn't matter, as long as you know that the number of people is nearly half less than expected, it is enough.

Qiao Feng thanked the two young novice monks, thought for a while, and said: "Two little masters, if there are acquaintances nearby, why don't you go and hide for a while and come back after a day and a half. There will be no more villains."

"Really?" The two children looked at Qiao Feng pitifully.

Most of the young monks these days have become monks since they were young. Apart from being a monk, they don’t know how to make a living. Before the master and brother were killed, and I was kicked out of the monastery where I grew up, I was panicked. At this time But hearing the person in front of him say that the two of them will be able to return to the temple within a day and a half, they are naturally delighted and somewhat unbelievable.

Seeing the reaction of the two, Qiao Feng couldn't help feeling a little sour.

He grew up at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, and his family was taken care of by monks in Shaolin Temple. Because he was rescued from a hungry wolf by Master Xuanku of Shaolin Temple when he was young, and taught martial arts by him, he naturally has a good impression of monks. .

He raised his hand and patted the shoulders of the two young novice monks, and said in a gentle voice: "Of course it is true. We are a group of people who came here to rescue those who were arrested and followed those wicked people all the way here. Now we are going to the temple. Drive those wicked people away, and after that, Tianning Temple will naturally be handed over to your brothers."

The two little novice monks were relieved when they heard the words, and they recited a Buddha's name in unison: "Amitabha. Donors must be careful when going here. Those wicked people... really kill people without blinking an eye. They are extremely vicious. I hope the donor will not be hurt by them." .”

"Thank you little master for reminding me, I will be extremely careful."

Qiao Feng laughed.

The group bid farewell to the two young novice monks, and rode their horses all the way to Tianning Temple in the direction they pointed before leaving.

After walking for several miles, I finally saw the main entrance of Tianning Temple from a distance.

I saw more than a dozen Xixia warriors standing at the gate of the temple, holding long knives, with fierce faces, they really looked like "wicked people" in the mouth of the two little novice monks.

Those Western Xia warriors had already noticed Qiao Feng and the others.

Seeing that the crowd seemed to be coming straight towards the gate of the temple instead of passing by, someone stood up and shouted loudly:

"Who? Haven't you dismounted quickly and reported your name?"

But how could Qiao Feng and the others pay any heed to his scolding?

As the distance approached, Qiao Feng flew off his horse, and without waiting for the Xixia warriors to make any more noise, he slapped the front one away with his backhand.

Then, Song Qingshu, Ye Gucheng, Yin Liting and Duan Yu also attacked one after another, but in the blink of an eye, they killed more than a dozen people guarding the gate.

This time, even Duan Yu did not show mercy.

It stands to reason that the people in the monastery should not have noticed such a big commotion outside the door.

But Qiao Feng, Song Qingshu and the other five were very skilled, and they fought quickly. Therefore, before the dozen or so Xixia warriors even had time to scream, they were dealt with neatly and neatly, so that none of the people left behind in the temple It was noticed that such a change had happened outside the temple gate separated by a wall.

Qiao Feng exchanged glances with the other four people, and said in a low voice: "It seems that the masters brought by the Yipintang people should all be waiting in the backyard to eat meat."

So these masters should be far enough away from the temple gate!

Otherwise, they would not have not noticed the arrival of their group until now.

Yin Liting nodded, and said in a low voice: "Brother Qiao, what are you going to do? Break into the temple directly?"

Qiao Feng shook his head, "After all, the opponent has a large number of people, and also possesses a strange poison that is hard to defend against. If we confront each other head-on, I'm afraid it will be disadvantageous to us."

It is a helpless move to deal with the gatekeepers, and it is also a test to see if the masters in the temple can perceive the actions of themselves and others.

But until now there was still no movement in the temple, only some chatter and laughter could be heard faintly from a distance, Qiao Feng's original concern had already been half let go.

He thought for a while, bent down and groped around the first Xixia warrior who yelled at them just now, and found a small porcelain bottle from his arms that was very similar to the small white porcelain bottle they found before. .

However, unlike the eight seal characters on the small white porcelain bottle, there are only four big characters written on the small porcelain bottle this time: "Sorrowful Crisp Breeze."

Qiao Feng raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked at Yin Liting with a smile: "Brother Yin, let's learn from Mr. Murong once, how about using this method of 'returning the way of the other'?"

Yin Liting blinked when he heard the words, and under Qiao Feng's smiling gaze, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, revealing a slightly sly smile that Song Qingshu was very unfamiliar with.

"But it's up to Brother Joe to decide."

He smiled lowly.