Speaking of which, Fulong Mountain is really a wonderful place.
Sixteen miles to the northeast is the Hungry Wolf Village. There are more than 30 bandits who are difficult to suppress due to the steep mountains. They often plunder the official roads of Fufeng Prefecture City, so they don't have to worry about food and drink.
Sixty miles to the north is the home of Menghu Village. There are so many thieves, said to number eight hundred, that they are causing harm to the four main roads of the five small towns.
Seventeen miles to the east is Shuiyue Nunnery. The nuns in the nunnery are good at Buddhist rituals. There are many pilgrims and lay people from the city, so there is no shortage of money for incense.
Thirty miles to the west is Qiugonggeshanyuan. "Confucius said that they are not engaged in production and are arty, but they don't have a huge fortune. Who dares to be so idle?"
Bandits, academies, and nunneries live together in the same mountain, and life is considered nourishing.
Only the Fulong Village in the middle was like the finishing touch. It was in poverty and starved for eight meals in three days. When the old boss died, it was even more crowded from all directions.
"Why don't I go to Shuiyue Temple and steal some food? You guys should be prepared for a sneak attack from Hungry Wolf Village!" Xin Zhuo thought for a long time before making a decision.
The five thieves looked at each other and were greatly surprised. He used "I" instead of "you".
Is this still the little boss with a bad temper and a tough temper, who is a bandit but looks down on bandits? It seems like he has changed a lot these days, and despite the generous rewards and secrets, he has become so aggressive.
"Why don't we go together! Defeat the nunnery, steal their bird food, and plunder the nuns into the village quickly... Well, anyway, we are no longer what we used to be. Let's rob his mother!" the third head of the family raised his arms and shouted.
These words did not resonate with everyone, and the picture in the minds of the thieves was not very good.
"I'd better go on my own! A person's goal is small and it's not easy to be discovered."
Xin Zhuo's attitude was very resolute, and he never missed any opportunity to increase the loyalty of the thieves. "I said that I will make you masters. How can I worry about this little thing? You just use all your free time to improve your martial arts as soon as possible. Even if I Even if it’s death, it’s worth it!”
The main reason was that he was too hungry. In his "memory", he was hungry when he was a child. He secretly visited Shuiyue Nunnery several times. , indicating that he might be being hunted and running all over the mountain.
"Ah this..."
The thieves had strange expressions.
Especially the third leader, who wiped the corners of his eyes inexplicably: "This... sacrificing oneself for others, yes, that's the word, it's so special and touching."
"Dagui, don't be like this. I will do anything for you. You misunderstood me before. I am such a big boss who is dedicated to the public and has no selfish motives."
Xin Zhuo raised a big flag, turned around and walked away.
Until Xin Zhuo disappeared outside the mountain gate, the expressions of the thieves suddenly dropped.
Cui Ying'er took a few steps forward, full of doubts in her heart: "Have you noticed that this guy seems to be a different person? He usually has a straight face and only sighs and scolds us for being rude. Now not only has he divided the inheritance, but he has also become So responsible.”
Han Qiniang pinched her chin: "Is there something wrong with his brain?"
"No, I think it's because the old boss is gone. He has changed! He is no longer the bad-tempered boy. Men sometimes become mature overnight." The third boss pinched his beard and said as a veteran , the analysis is true.
"He has no choice. Once Fulong Village is gone, his little arms and legs will not be recognized by his comrades and will not be accepted by the government. He will definitely die without a burial place. It is reasonable to make changes."
"But this impulse is not for myself, which is really touching."
"I hope the nuns in Shuiyue An find out and beat me lightly!"
…
Xin Zhuo, who was running, was surprised to find that the Moon Watching Well fluctuated frequently.
Huang Dagui’s loyalty is increased by 10.
White tip and thin loyalty plus 10.
Cui Ying'er's loyalty increases by 10.
Han Qiniang's loyalty increases by 10.
…
When the sun rose to the tops of the trees, Xin Zhuo came to the woods at the back door of Shuiyue Temple and tightened the sack in his hand.
On the surface, this nunnery is no different from the monk temple. The main hall has glazed tiles and the side hall has glazed tiles. There is a yellow painted wall outside. In the courtyard, green bamboos and cypresses sway in the wind, accompanied by bursts of Sanskrit sutras.
This is where the Zen comes out.
Shuiyue Nunnery is not among the three temples and five temples of Fufeng Prefecture, and it is not a serious temple where the official spies committed crimes. The nuns in the nunnery are very utilitarian.
The most important thing is that from time to time, people with white teeth come to Fulong Village to show their kindness and persuade everyone to put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas immediately.
So in order to fill my stomach, I steal some food from them without any psychological burden at all.
Xin Zhuo carefully observed his surroundings, took out a piece of linen cloth to cover half of his face, quickly climbed over the wall, and tiptoed towards the kitchen in his memory.
The process was smooth.
The kitchen was small and empty, and now exuded the fragrance of pasta and soy products.
White steam was rising from a large steamer in a large pot, and two plates of tender tofu on the stone table nearby had been sprinkled with coarse salt.
Xin Zhuo's eyes lit up.
I rushed over and stuffed a whole piece of tofu in one bite. It was so delicious. In my two lifetimes, I never thought that tofu would be so delicious.
What is steamed in the steamer are white flour steamed buns and some vegetable buns. The steamed buns are just right in softness and hardness, and the vegetable buns are salty and light.
One bite of buns and one bite of tofu soon filled my throat.
Xin Zhuo patted his belly, untied the sack, dumped the buns and tofu, and took some potatoes, pickles, and radishes from the nearby vegetable rack. He estimated that it would be enough for the village to feed the village for two or three days, and he was ready to leave.
Turning around, I found pens and paper lying in the corner, which seemed to be used for purchasing and writing valve articles.
On a whim, I picked up the pen and wrote a few lines like a turtle crawling.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I started writing, there was a noise behind me, and two handsome young nuns in green clothes appeared in front of the door at some unknown time, their mouths opened in an "O" shape.
It came so suddenly!
Xin Zhuo's scalp went numb and he blurted out: "Listen to me, I, no, Xiaosheng...forget it, I won't explain!"
He jumped out of the window next to him and ran straight to the courtyard wall.
"Somebody come!"
"There are strong men!"
Two screams ripped through the entire nunnery.
Xin Zhuo's heart was beating wildly, and he quickly climbed over the wall and ran straight towards the mountain village.
While running, I looked back and saw that there were no pursuers?
However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a figure suddenly flash out from behind the big tree in front of him, wearing a white monk's robe and a monk's hat.
nun!
A nun in her twenties, with handsome features and big breasts, carried a three-foot light sword, and her white monk's robes swayed in the wind. She had the demeanor of a martial arts master.
"Amitabha, poor nun Shuiyue'an Wutang Huixin, this road is blocked!" The nun recited the Buddha's name.
Xin Zhuo stopped and his thoughts suddenly changed: "Wuna nun, get out of the way!"
The nun looked at the sack on his shoulder indifferently and said coldly: "Who is the donor? Why is he hiding his head and showing his tail? Doing such a thing?"
"Can you care?
Xin Zhuo looked around, there was only one road in the huge mountain forest, and he couldn't escape. He simply got worried and said nonsense: "I can't change my name in business, and I can't change my surname in my home. The second master of Hungry Wolf Village is the soaring cannon, and he has the ability." If you go to our village for a visit, what's the point of stopping me?"
"Sky Cannon" is indeed the second master of Hungry Wolf Village. Xin Zhuo has heard of this person in his memory.
"It's you, you evil beast! Look at the sword!"
The nun had obviously heard of this man, so she couldn't help but draw a beautiful sword flower with the clear light sword in her hand, and stabbed straight at him with a strong body.
There was no time to hide.
Xin Zhuo was startled, and subconsciously drew out the notch Yanling knife for self-defense, and instinctively slashed out, opening and closing widely, without any rules.
[The rude and cunning dog-like whirlwind sword technique! 】
"Guilty!"
Nun Huixin looked at Xin Zhuo's clumsy and weird sword move, and a smile couldn't help but appear on her lips, with a hint of contempt and sarcasm.
She is a martial arts nun in the nunnery. She has practiced the Eight Brocades of Duanfeng Swordsmanship. Although she is only at the ninth level, the powerful man in front of her is unstable, her sword skills are crude and full of flaws, and she is actually a low-level thief.
It was foreseeable that within one move of his, the opponent's knife fell to the ground, his chest was stabbed, blood spattered everywhere, and he lay down dead.
"Ping!"
"Clang!"
The swords struck each other and made a crisp sound.
The Qingguang Sword came out of his hand, was thrown away, and fell heavily to the ground.
There were many scars on Huixin's chest, revealing white things, blood spattered everywhere, and she fell on her back.
Looking at each other.
I was stunned for a moment.
How did he do that?
How did I do it?
"you……"
Why was it me who fell to the ground?
Huixin put her arms on the ground with difficulty, with a look of disbelief on her face. She looked at the broken knife pressed against the opponent's chest, her head was buzzing, and her heart was filled with huge waves.
The attack just moments ago was slowly replayed in my mind——
The opponent's sword technique, which was originally full of flaws, suddenly changed strangely. At an incredible and tricky angle, her sword was swung away and her chest was sliced cleanly. If she didn't take advantage of the situation, she might have died by now. on the spot!
He is obviously not qualified! How come you have such sword skills?
It seems that there are many loopholes and is vulgar, but in fact it is sophisticated, cunning, ruthless, unpredictable, and has reached the state of transformation! The key is that there is no half-hearted blessing!
"What kind of sword technique is this? Can you tell me? I will have no regrets if I die!"
"This... rude and cunning dog-like whirlwind sword technique!"
Xin Zhuo was a little embarrassed to say this damn name, and he suddenly won. There was no process of coming and going, and there was no sense of achievement at all.
He turned back and looked in the direction of Shuiyue An. There was a lot of noise and it seemed like a lot of people were coming. They turned around and left, disappearing deep into the forest in the blink of an eye.
Nun Huixin was stunned for a long time and murmured: "The rude and cunning dog-like whirlwind sword technique? Is it a self-added prefix, or is it the original name?"
