For Song Xuan, he didn't care much about the big boss.
Regardless of whether the other party is loyal or traitorous, he is someone who can be crushed to death easily and is not worthy of his too much attention.
Nowadays, in the entire Southern Song Dynasty, there are only a few people at the level of Wu Jue that he cares about.
And in this small town, I happened to meet someone.
Sword God Xie Xiaofeng.
Not everyone can use the title of Sword God. Without excellent strength, as soon as this title is given out, it will be challenged to death by countless masters who want to become famous.
As for Xie Xiaofeng, his title as Sword God has not changed since he retired to seclusion. It can be seen that this person is a master on the same level as Sword Saint Ye Gucheng.
After leaving the big boss's manor, Song Xuan pondered for a moment and chose to meet that useless Aji.
And after his figure was completely gone, the big boss was soaked with sweat. He collapsed on the ground and kept breathing heavily. For the first time in his life, he felt so close to death.
In the corner of the backyard, several figures were talking quietly.
"Before leaving, that adult seemed to have glanced in our direction. Did he notice us?"
"He must have discovered it. I thought he was going to attack us!"
One of the sinister old men said, "After all, we were invited by the big boss to help. He was dealt with like this. Why didn't you take action just now?"
One person sneered, "We didn't take action, so didn't you, an old gentleman, take action either?"
The old man chuckled, "There's nothing I can do, I only have one life, how can I dare to waste it casually?"
As he spoke, he looked at a bald old monk with some sarcasm, "Master Ku, you were favored by the big boss when you were young, and you are here to repay your favor today.
But just now, the big boss was almost killed, why didn't you take action? "
The old monk, known as the Master of Suffering, had a sad look on his face, clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the old monk is an outsider, and he pays most attention to cause and effect.
The young adult is here to repay the consequences that the big boss planted.
Today's cause and effect is too great, and I am not an Arhat King Kong, so how can I dare to go against the general trend of cause and effect?
Several donors should understand this truth, right? "
The sinister old man chuckled, "After all, master, aren't you giving up?
That person should be a master, but the master is also a master, why don't you dare to take action? "
Master Ku’s face became increasingly sad, but his voice was a bit deeper, “Since several donors knew that the poor monk was the master, they still dared to ridicule him like this. Could it be that they felt that the poor monk was too kind and easy to bully?
The poor monk thinks that he is no match for that gentleman, but if he wants to suppress you, it will be a matter of two hands!
Don't you know that our Buddha is compassionate, but we also have the angry-eyed Vajra to subjugate demons? "
When Master Ku said this, several people immediately did not dare to say anything more.
They didn't dare to offend Song Xuan because Song Xuan really dared to kill someone, and he was someone they couldn't afford to offend.
The few people who dared to mock Master Ku were convinced that this eminent monk had a kind-hearted nature and would not kill at will. He was indeed easy to bully.
But now, this old monk, who has always been kind-hearted, may not have been stimulated, but he actually showed off his cards today and stopped pretending.
Although he said it implicitly, the meaning was expressed clearly.
If you dare to push harder, I will transform into the Angry-Eye King Kong to slay demons!
.....
Song Xuan didn't pay attention to what happened in the big boss's backyard.
At this moment, he came to a dilapidated house and patted the rusty door gently.
"Is anyone home?"
Soon, with a creak, the door opened, and a young baby stared at Song Xuan curiously.
"Uncle, who are you looking for?"
Song Xuan pinched the little baby's red face and said with a smile: "Kid, are your adults at home?"
Hearing Song Xuan call him a kid, the little doll was very happy and shouted behind him: "Daddy, I have a friend coming to my house as a guest!"
His family was full of shit pickers, and people in the city would take a detour when they saw them. Let alone making friends, it would be good if they didn't show bored expressions when they met on the road.
In such a long life, this is the first time for this little baby to hear someone call him friend.
Although there was a small word in front of "Friend", it still made him extremely happy.
"What nonsense are you kidding? With our family's situation, what kind of friends can you have?"
A rough voice came from deep in the yard. Old Miaozi seemed to have just finished today's work and came from behind carrying a pole.
After seeing Song Xuan, his expression changed, and he quickly stepped forward to protect the little baby behind him, and asked nervously: "Who is this young master looking for?"
"Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm!"
Song Xuan smiled softly and said: "I passed by this place and sensed an interesting person. I came here to take a look!"
As he spoke, he looked past Lao Miaozi, looked behind him, and said with a faint smile: "Brother Xie, you have been looking at me for so long, you really don't want to come out and meet me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of a small room in the yard was opened, and then a tall figure walked out.
This man was covered in oil, his hair was messy, and he had a stinky smell. It seemed that he had not been cleaned for a long time.
But although he was sloppy, his back was straight. He stood at the door and stared at Song Xuan. After a while, he frowned and spoke hesitantly.
"you know me?"
Song Xuan nodded slightly, "You don't know me, but I know you!"
Xie Xiaofeng was silent and hesitated, "Are you here for revenge?"
He killed too many people when he was young, and many famous martial arts figures died under his sword. He earned the title of Sword God through real killings.
No matter when, no matter who comes to him to avenge his family, Xie Xiaofeng will not be surprised.
"You think too much. We have no grievances. We just met him on the way and came to take a look."
Xie Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, but still looked cautious.
In his life, he has experienced countless big and small battles, and met countless masters. He has lost count of how many martial arts masters died under his sword.
It stands to reason that unless those hidden great masters appear, there should be very few people in this world who can make him feel afraid.
But just today, that handsome young man made his blood boil just by standing there.
Every cell in his body was frantically reminding him that the person opposite was extremely dangerous!
"Are you Aji's friend?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stagnant, Lao Miaozi quickly spoke up to smooth things over, "Aji must have encountered some changes, so his brain is not working well, and he can't remember many things.
Don't mind if you neglect me! "
As he spoke, he found a rag and wiped it on the table in the yard, then went into the house to bring some tea sets and put them on the table, smiling sheepishly.
"The banker doesn't have anything good to entertain you, I'll make you laugh."
