However, Lian Nanchun and his aunt Lianxuan were besieged by Tianxiao disciples Sun Xiaowen, Li Yunting, You Yong, and You Qi. When they were invincible, they suddenly heard a bright, loud, old-fashioned voice saying:
"The four of you are all old members of the Tianxiao organization after all. I think the leader of the training gang treated you well back then. Now that his old man has died unfortunately, not only have you not helped them, but you have added insult to injury and tried to hurt his orphaned sister. You are really ungrateful. , worse than pigs and dogs!”
As he spoke, a white-browed monk wearing monk's robes and holding a floating dust descended from the sky and landed right in the middle of the four people. He clasped his hands together and recited: "Amitabha!"
Monk Pingming! Lian Nanchun's aunt and nephew and the four major disciples all know him.
Speaking of this, Monk Ping Ming is incredible. He is an eminent monk. Not only does he practice profoundly, but his martial arts attainments are also astonishingly high. He can be said to be invincible in the world - even top-notch masters like Li Ruiyun and Bai Yu Taoist can't stand up to him. I am resigned to being inferior, but I feel sorry for myself! Otherwise, he would not be ranked first among the twenty-three owl disciples.
Monk Pingming raised his white eyebrows and said righteously: "Brothers and sisters, listen carefully: those who know the current affairs should get out of the way immediately, otherwise the sword has no eyes, and injuries will be inevitable. If you really hurt your harmony, don't blame me. Monk, I didn’t inform you beforehand!”
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other. Who doesn't know that this great monk's martial arts skills are profound and unpredictable? Let alone the four of them, even if the gang leader comes, he may not be his opponent.
Only You Yong, a sturdy man, is not afraid of heaven or earth.
Seeing that everyone was calmed down by Monk Pingming, he felt very dissatisfied. He couldn't help but curl up his lips and said: "Old Bald Donkey, Gang Leader Li used to treat you very well, but I didn't expect you to be ignorant of good and evil, betray Tian Xiao, and join these rebellious officials. The thieves are colluding and working together! Let me tell you, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you!..."
As he spoke, he swung the long sword in his hand and said in a loud voice: "Old man, don't be so arrogant, just accept your death!"
Before he finished speaking, he was hit three times in the chest. The moves were so fast, as if they were ghosts, and no one present could clearly see exactly how Monk Pingming used these three moves!
You Yong screamed miserably, and blood spurted out from his mouth. He flew backwards several feet, and fell to the ground with a "bang". He couldn't say a word, and he died in despair!
Everyone was so horrified by Monk Pingming's ridiculously high level of martial arts that their faces turned pale, and they all stood up in fear, shaking their clothes.
Monk Pingming stared with a pair of murderous, blood-red eyes and said sternly: "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Why don't you get out of the way right away!"
Who among the remaining three dares to disobey? They murmured incessantly and subconsciously separated to the left and right, automatically making a way out of the way.
Monk Pingming snorted contemptuously, and then escorted Lian's aunt and nephew to the outside of Feiyun Villa.
Before leaving, he did not forget to leave a cruel message: "You all listen to me: if you continue to help the tyrants and do evil, if you let the great monk happen to you again, I will immediately have your heads removed." !”
Everyone held their breath and concentrated, not saying a word, and not daring to step forward to stop him.
Monk Pingming left Feiyun Villa together with Lian Xuanzhong and Lian Nanchun.
Lian's aunt and nephew turned around and saw Feiyun Villa shrouded in thick smoke and fire. She couldn't help but feel heartbroken and extremely sad and angry.
Monk Pingming sighed in his heart, but comforted them: "Can the ruined foundation be rebuilt? The green hills left behind are not afraid of running out of firewood; a gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years!"...
Monk Pingming placed Lian's aunt and nephew in a little-known farmyard in the Hermitage Villa.
This place is surrounded by green mountains and green waters, and has a quiet environment. It was originally where Monk Pingming lived in seclusion for more than ten years.
After Lian Xuanzhong and Lian Nanchun's aunt and nephew settled down, they have been worried about the whereabouts of Lian Louzhong and other disciples in Feiyun Villa.
Monk Pingming asked the two of them to wait here with peace of mind; the next morning, after he disguised himself, he quietly sneaked back to Feiyun Villa to inquire about the situation.
But how can the two of them feel at ease? The two of them just sat across from each other in a daze, neither of them speaking. There was only a dripping sound, which tortured their hearts that were bleeding with pain every minute.
In the evening, Monk Pingming finally returned; behind him, followed a thin and slender figure with unkempt hair and blood all over his body. He was the fourth disciple Li Gang.
As soon as Li Gang saw the two of them, he felt as if he had met his relatives. He fell down in front of them and started crying. He cried so hard that he was breathless and in pain: "Aunt, Miss, I finally see you! They... They all died so miserably! If it hadn’t been for the help of Master Pingming, I might not have been able to come back!..."
Lian Nanchun was heartbroken and asked in a trembling voice, "Where is my uncle? Where are the others?"
Li Gang burst into tears and said: "Uncle Lian was... killed by Bai Yu and Kong Se! My sworn brother, Miss Rou'er, they also died in the rebellion..."
Lian Nanchun felt her eyes go dark for a while, her body swayed and she fell down.
When Lianxuanzhong heard that his eldest brother Lianlouzhong had died, he was heartbroken and burst into tears...
After the tragedy at Feiyun Villa, Lian Nanchun was hit the hardest. The wounds on her body were aching faintly; and her heart was more like being struck by a sharp blade, with waves of piercing pain that made her unable to breathe.
His home was destroyed, his father died tragically, and the one he loved most left him ruthlessly...
"The belt is getting wider and I don't regret it anymore. For whom do I become haggard?" In just a few days, she lost a lot of weight, and her appearance was shabby and pitiful.
Her former splendor no longer exists. She often goes out alone, wandering alone in the open wilderness, watching the desolation and sleepwalking thoughts.
The past is like smoke, there were prosperity and there were disappointments... Her eyes were filled with mist.
There were footsteps behind me. Lian Xuanzhong slowly walked to her side, "What's wrong? Are you thinking about something again?"
Lian Nanchun raised his lifeless eyes and smiled sadly, "I'm thinking about my father, my uncle, and the brothers who died..."
Lian Xuanzhong looked depressed and sighed heavily.
Lian Nanchun's mind changed and he asked, "By the way, are Zhang Weigu, Ling Bo'er, and Wu Chunxin whereabouts?"
Lian Xuanzhong said: "No, but there are only two possibilities: one, died in the rebel army; two, took refuge in Li Ruiyun!"
After hearing this, Lian Nanchun said "oh" feebly and said nothing.
Lian Xuanzhong paused for a moment and then said: "There is only one thing I can't figure out right now: how did Li Ruiyun, a thief, escape from death?"
"Let me tell you!" Monk Pingming suddenly appeared in front of the two of them like falling from the sky.
Lian Xuanzhong was startled: "Great monk, you were so startled that you scared me to death!"
Monk Pingming smiled softly, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha."
Lian Xuanzhong rolled his eyes at him and said, "Stop chanting Buddha's name and tell us what's going on?"
Monk Pingming said: "Actually, it is fitting that the traitor Li Ruiyun should not die - Ling Yun's sword was just a little bit short... Alas! It is such a pity! Later, on the night before the funeral, someone quietly Sneaked into the mourning hall, took Li Ruiyun out of the coffin and kidnapped him, and this person also healed his injuries - who do you think this person is?"
Lian Xuanzhong said without thinking: "Priest Baiyu!"
Monk Pingming was startled: "Oh?...How did you guess that?"
Lian Xuanzhong did not answer, but instead asked Monk Pingming: "Master, you have been in Tianxiao for many years, do you know Li Ruiyun's life experience?"
Monk Pingming shook his head blankly.
Lian Xuanzhong said: "Then do you know Bai Yu's lay name?"
Monk Pingming said: "I know this, his common name is Li Kaiming."
Lian Xuanzhong followed up and asked, "Then do you know the relationship between Li Ruiyun and Bai Yu?"
Ping Ming said "Oh" in confusion, and couldn't help but asked with some gossip: "Is there any ulterior relationship between them?"
Lian Xuanzhong nodded and said word by word: "You are right! Li Ruiyun is the illegitimate son of that stinking Taoist priest Bai Yu."
Ping Ming said "Ah!...", quite surprised. However, after being reminded by Lian Xuanzhong, he thought about it carefully and found that Taoist Bai Yu was somewhat similar to Li Ruiyun.
He sighed and said repeatedly: "Amitabha, sin! Sin!..."
Lian Nanchun raised his somewhat dim eyes and asked listlessly: "Auntie, how do you know these things?"
Lian Xuanzhong's eyes suddenly turned dark, and he said in a deep voice: "Bai Yu told me this himself! He once had a childhood sweetheart with a girl, fell deeply in love with her, and then made a private marriage for life. But at that time, he was young, energetic, and eager to fight. He was ruthless and killed someone in an armed fight. He had to leave his hometown and hide in various places. Later he became a Taoist priest.
"And the woman gave birth to a son a few months after she left, who was later to be Li Ruiyun; but the poor girl died of hemorrhage after giving birth..."
Monk Pingming and Lian Nanchun both sighed after hearing this.
Lian Nanchun glanced at Lian Xuanzhong meaningfully and asked, "Auntie, how do you know such a private matter?"
Lian Xuanzhong's face was filled with sadness, "Oh! It's a long story -"
As she spoke, she looked at the empty wilderness in the distance with blurred eyes, a layer of imperceptible pain and sorrow crawling under her eyes, and said quietly: "That was thirteen years ago, when your father was still in the training hall. The gang leader of the Xiao organization. As the saying goes, 'When one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.' Your uncle and I also had your father's influence in training, and he is considered a prominent figure among Tian Xiao.
"At this moment, I fell into the love network carefully designed by Bai Yu: at that time, I was ignorant and full of fascination and fantasy about love; I vowed to be in love with him, and I loved him like crazy..."
Lian Nanchun was a little confused and said: "How is this possible? He is a monk!"
Lian Xuanzhong said: "Love is only about emotion and impulse, not reason and etiquette; and it is done knowingly that it cannot be done - isn't it the same with you and Ling Yun?"
Ling Yun was mentioned again, Lian Nanchunfang's heart twitched in pain, and she said sadly: "Stop talking about him!..."
