Chapter 12: Visiting the Beggar Clan at the helm of the branch and finding out that the disaster has reappeared
Chu Jianghan used Xumi Sanyin and followed the crazy beggar, only to find that the old beggar was not only good at boxing and kicking, but also had extremely good light skills. Chu Jianghan originally thought that since he learned Xumi Sanyin, his light kung fu would be unparalleled in the world, but after seven or eight miles, he gradually felt that it was difficult. Although he had been taught, the other party's skills continued to flow, and even after seven or eight miles, there was no trace of it. Without slowing down, Chu Jianghan's forehead was already beaded with sweat. If he continued at this rate, he would have to slow down within half a mile. Just as he was thinking about it, the crazy beggar suddenly stopped.
The crazy beggar kept shaking his head and sneered: "Okay! You're such a great monk! I didn't expect you to teach him too." After saying this, he burst into tears and said, "I didn't expect that I would be a beggar all my life, and then I would be killed by someone. Younger generation!" Then he laughed loudly again: "Little brother, you are very suitable for the old beggar. It is easy for me to make a friend in my life. Today, I am determined to make friends with you!"
Chu Jianghan was overjoyed when he heard this: "Okay, since the old man shows his love, I am very happy!" Hearing this, the crazy beggar jumped up and down again, and then said: "Senior and junior, it is very boring. From now on, you and I will be friends with each other as equals. Haha! Friendships between equals!" Chu Jianghan saw that although he was crazy, he was more heroic, so he boldly called him "old man". The crazy beggar was overjoyed when he heard this, and said happily: "Brother Chu and I met for the first time. , in addition to giving you guidance on how to practice swordsmanship, I want to give you a gift: a real man walks around the world and does chivalry, so naturally he pays attention to the title of a hero. I will give you a title on you, brother. What do you think?"
After hearing this, Chu Jianghan thought: This old man is really fooling around. He uses nicknames. He always calls them by his friends in the world. How can he rush to give them to himself? The crazy beggar opened his mouth again and said: "Since you, brother Chu, have learned the Danyang sword technique, you will naturally become famous with the sword in the future. Let me call you a Danyang swordsman! Haha! Hahaha!" Chu Jianghan did not refuse.
The crazy beggar continued: "I never thought that you, Brother Chu, are so blessed at such a young age! You actually learned the three techniques of Sumeru. I, the old beggar, wanted to teach you a unique skill, but unfortunately, you can no longer use it. , let me help you find the sword, but you have to remember: the sword is the swordsman's life. Since you use the sword, you must never leave the sword! You must use it to hoe the strong and help the weak, and never kill indiscriminately. Innocent." Chu Jianghan only felt that these few words were so righteous, and he had already aroused a surge of pride in his chest. He clasped his hands and said deeply, "Yes."
The crazy beggar added: "Not far from here is the Hubei branch of my beggar gang. Although I, the old beggar, say that I don't ask about the gang's affairs, I still want to take a look at it from time to time. To be honest, brother Chu, I have already We are hungry and thirsty, so you and I simply go and have a look, and we won’t be too late to catch up, haha! With the strength of your feet and mine, we won’t be delayed for long.” Chu Jianghan said heartily, people in the beggar gang have always been begging to survive, so there is nothing to eat or drink. While he was muttering, the crazy beggar had already used Qinggong and was leading the way. Chu Jianghan also followed.
After walking less than two miles, I saw a manor in the distance. It was brightly lit and elegant. Although it was not as good as Xiao Fanli's Xianyun Manor, it was still extraordinary.
The nameless crazy beggar laughed and said: "This manor is the manor of my disciple. It seems to be the manor of a wealthy family, but it is actually the branch of my Beggar Gang in Hubei. The owner of the manor is a disciple of Babao, and he is my eldest disciple. The big disciple!" Chu Jianghan said heartily: "No wonder the Beggar Gang is one of the few big gangs in the world. I just thought they were beggars. It turns out there are such big families. This banker is so big, but it goes out quietly. It's strange, it seems that this beggar gang has such strict discipline, it really shouldn't be underestimated."
Suddenly he heard the crazy beggar shout: "No! Even though it is late at night on weekdays, there are patrols watching. Why is it so quiet today?" After Chu Jianghan called him, he also realized that something was wrong. Such a large manor, It is also the branch of the Beggar Clan, and there must be a lot of people there. How can it be so quiet?
No matter how much he thought about it, the crazy beggar had already jumped forward and rushed forward. Chu Jianghan followed him and jumped into the first courtyard, but he was shocked.
There were twenty or thirty flowers lying on the ground in the garden, or their hands and feet were severed. Half of them had their heads missing. The smell of blood in the yard made Chu Jianghan feel really uncomfortable. Immediately after entering the second courtyard, the courtyard was full of people, old and young, scattered all over the floor. Chu Jianghan only heard his heart pounding, and the clothes on his back were already soaked.
When I heard the exercise, there was really no sound in the courtyard, but I couldn't help but picked up a weapon from the ground and held it in my right hand. I guarded my Dantian and secretly exercised energy on my arm. The breeze shook several lanterns in the courtyard. Chu Jianghan suddenly saw his shadow shaking on the ground. He suddenly put his right hand on his chest, jumped back and climbed to the roof.
Standing firm, I felt waves of hot air coming out from under the clothes on my chest one after another with my breathing. Suddenly I collapsed on the tiles and sneered a few times: It was obvious that there was no one left alive. I was so panicked. , what a shame!
Suddenly he heard the mad beggar shouting several times, calling himself. Chu Jianghan stood up and jumped to find the sound. The mad beggar Wu Mingming was standing under the main hall, motionless. Chu Jianghan looked around and saw something painted on a white wall: a long and slender neck, a hair-like top of the head, a long stretched out tail, and a wet part hanging sparsely along the wall.
"The painting is of a peacock!" The nameless crazy beggar was unusually calm. "Could it be some kind of 'Xuanyi Peacock' in the world?" Chu Jianghan really didn't know how to answer, so the mad beggar said again: "Could it really be the White Lotus Sect?"
The nameless crazy beggar suddenly walked up to a white-haired Hanako, squatted down, pawed left and right, and called out: "Brother Chu, come and see, his body is not stiff yet. He was killed not long ago, and there are lights in the courtyard. I think it's probably Around the first watch." As he spoke, he opened a wound on his chest with his hands. Chu Jianghan only glanced at it and turned his head away.
The mad beggar said: "It's a sword wound!" After all, Chu Jianghan was inexperienced in the world. He followed the mad beggar and checked him three times. The old beggar said: "They are all sword wounds. If we can divide our beggar gang, Duo killed all of them with swords in the middle of the night, unless it was..." Chu Jianghan was already filled with doubts, and he hurriedly asked: "Unless it's who?"
The crazy beggar said: "There are more than ten masters of swordsmanship today! But this is unlikely, these people are obviously good at swordsmanship! Unless the Wudang sect sends a group of masters, it may be possible. "Chu Jianghan also felt that it was impossible, and he opened his mouth and said: "The Wudang Sect has always had strict rules, and everyone in the martial arts knows it. How could they send an expert to harm the Beggar Clan? How could they send so many experts at once? It seems to me , Looking at the martial arts world, except for the White Lotus Sect, no one else has this ability."
The mad beggar suddenly jumped into the main hall, stared at the blood peacock, and said: "It must be related to the blood peacock. I only heard that this black peacock is a descendant of the White Lotus Sect. How can he be so vicious? The old beggar must be Bai Lian." Teach blood debts to be repaid with blood!”
Chu Jianghan said in his heart: "The peacock in black clothes is right next to Zhang Ji. If she did it, I'm afraid Zhang Ji and Zhang's second brother will not be able to get away with it! What's more, I have heard about the destruction of the Haisha Gang a long time ago. Is it really the work of a few of them?"
Then he thought again: "That day at Xianyun Manor, Zhang Ji personally took the life of Nine-Headed Yama to eliminate evil in the martial arts world. I was poisoned, and their brothers came to save me. They are clearly heroes. Chivalrous, I will definitely not kill anyone in the Beggar Clan! Senior Wu lost his son sadly, so I’d better not talk about it for the time being, so as not to unjustly accuse a good person."
In the blink of an eye, the east turned white, and the two of them turned over and jumped out of the wall, searching around. Chu Jianghan suddenly saw that the nameless crazy beggar’s eyes were already red and swollen, but his face with ravines and crisscrosses still had a heroic spirit.
Suddenly they saw a pool of blood and hurriedly called the mad beggar to come over. The two of them hurriedly searched around. Sure enough, the blood stain came and went, heading south. The two of them followed it all the way, and actually chased it for a whole day.
In the blink of an eye, they caught up to a town store. It was already dark, and they entered the town again. The clues were suddenly cut off. The two had no choice but to find an inn to stay.
Mr. Wu, who was crazy and crazy a few days ago, is surprisingly quiet at the moment. In the face of such changes, he can be surprisingly calm. The old hero is indeed worthy of his reputation! Chu Jianghan was about to call for some wine and have a drink with the mad beggar, but in a flash he thought that it would be better to just let them be quiet, so he gave up.
Not long after the meal, the crazy beggar came to see Chu Jianghan. He dragged Chu Jianghan away and went out. Chu Jianghan followed him out without saying a word. The crazy beggar said: "This is the Wangjiaji. Although the place is small, there is a branch of the Haisha Gang. There is no way to control it. How about you and I find out the news from the Haisha Gang? Maybe we can gain something!"
Chu Jianghan felt that it was reasonable and followed him. He turned around and came to a village courtyard. He saw sixteen big men outside the door, each holding a ghost-headed sword with split sides. Each had a fat head, big ears, and a face. With a fierce look. I could only hear the noise and footsteps in the courtyard.
Before Chu Jianghan could speak, the nameless crazy beggar said long ago: "This Haisha Gang is in chaos, and there is a good chance that something will happen. Let's go! Come with me and have a look!" After saying that, the old beggar had already passed away. He strode forward and shouted loudly: "The old beggar has come to pay homage to the mountain!" When Chu Jianghan heard this, he used the profound skill of sound transmission from thousands of miles away and said in his heart: "I thought you were a senior hero. , but it turns out he is still an old lunatic. What can you find out when you go in with such a big fanfare?"
I saw two teams of people pouring out of the gate, each lighting a torch and holding a steel knife, forming two teams. A white-faced scholar trotted out from behind, carrying a sword, clasping his fists and bowing, and opened his mouth and said: "Junior Ren Feng, welcome the senior!"
Chu Jianghan only felt that this scholar was quite familiar, and for a while, he couldn't think of where he had seen him before. The man named Ren Feng said again: "I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but I wonder which old hero from the Beggar Clan has arrived?" The crazy beggar didn't answer and walked in. Chu Jianghan followed closely behind him. .
When they reached the main hall while they were talking, the nameless crazy beggar sat down on the upper seat, but the young man stood aside respectfully. After serving tea, the mad beggar opened his mouth and said: "The old beggar is a mad beggar! Let me ask you, what happened to your Haisha Gang?"
As soon as these words came out, the scholar fell to his knees and cried loudly: "Old Grandmaster, please read the martial arts lineage and save my uncle!"
The two people hurriedly asked the reason, and Ren Feng cried and said: "Our Haisha Clan has a history of hundreds of years since the founder established the sect. It turns out that we also help the poor and the poor. We belong to the upright martial arts sect and have good friends with the Beggar Clan." Hua Yan, the old caller, said: "Yes, decades ago, my master was on good terms with the old leader of your Haisha Gang, Mr. Zhao. Unfortunately, his disciple... also failed to live up to expectations!"
Ren Fengyan said: "Old gang leader Zhao passed on the position of gang leader to my father." The crazy beggar said: "Well, that's right. Looking at your eyebrows, eyes, and gestures, there are indeed some similarities. If you take it seriously I am the descendant of Gang Leader Ren!”
Ren Feng cried: "My father practiced Hansha Palm during his lifetime, and in order to promote our Haisha Clan, he did many wrong things. In the end, our Haisha Clan's foundation was completely lost, and I have nothing to say. My late father is gone." Later, my uncle and I vowed to rebuild the Haisha Gang, and in the past ten years we have been able to break through the ice without ever doing anything untoward."
The crazy beggar said impatiently: "If you fart, hurry up!"
Ren Feng cried again and said: "This morning, I received a letter from my uncle elsewhere, saying that someone wants to use a famous sword in the world to exchange my Haisha Gang's unique skill "Hansha Palm Secret Book"!"
"Zhen Yue Sword?" Chu Jianghan blurted out.
Ren Feng didn't seem to care, and still cried: "To be honest, my late father agreed to someone else's agreement and exchanged the "Hansha Palm Secret Book" for some sword. The misfortune he encountered, this "Hansha Palm" "Secret Book" disappeared long ago when my late father left. My uncle said in the letter: He wanted to use a fake secret book to deceive visitors and secretly ambush the people, saying that he wanted to avenge his late father. He didn't want to... I didn’t expect that this morning, when the juniors and people arrived, my uncle had already encountered an accident. The attackers were vicious and fatal with one blow... It’s a pity that none of the ninety-eight people in my family were spared." After saying this, he cried loudly. Sorry.
The mad beggar helped Ren Feng up and said, "Where is the body now? Lead me and the two of you to see it!" Ren Feng stood up crying and led the two of them to the back hall. After inspection, it turned out to be a sword wound. The wound was three fingers wide and penetrated the chest. Chu Jianghan recognized it, but it was undoubtedly injured by Zhenyue Sword.
Ren Feng couldn't bear to cry anymore and said: "My uncle and nephew have indeed never done evil again, but they still caused this misfortune even if they didn't want to. I hope that the old master, who is in the martial arts family, will pay me back for the sake of the friendship between the two gangs." Uncle, be fair!"
The mad beggar still remained silent and taught Ren Fengyin to go to the side room. About ninety people were struck by swords and died in one blow.
Ren Feng still begged and cried: "Imagine that thirty-eight people from our Haisha Gang were killed by Ling Tu in one night, and now ninety-eight people have suffered misfortune. Is God really going to destroy our Haisha Gang? "
Hearing the word "Ling Tu", Chu Jianghan immediately thought of Zhang Jizhang's second brother, and asked hurriedly: "Did the murderer leave any marks?" The mad beggar then shouted: "Blood Peacock?" The two of them immediately searched for it. , up and down, inside and out, but still no trace of it, Chu Jianghan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
The mad beggar said to Chu Jianghan: "Brother, could it be the group who stole your sword?" Chu Jianghan also thought it was so, and said to Ren Feng: "From the perspective of the two of us, this time the damage was done. Those who belong to your gang should be from the White Lotus Sect, not Ling Tu!" The mad beggar also said: "Yes, it is exactly what the White Lotus Sect did. I have seen this group of people before, and they can't be wrong!"
At this time, someone came to report to Ren Feng, saying that the gang disciples were ordered to investigate and found 19 corpses in the Chenghuang Temple ten miles away. The young gang leader was specially invited to go and check.
The two of them were even more puzzled. In the blink of an eye, the captain of the Beggar Gang was picked, the captain of the Haisha Gang was killed, and another group of people were killed. The martial arts world was turbulent.
The two men, old and young, led a group of disciples with Ren Feng, lit torches, and rushed to the City God's Temple ten miles away with swords and guns.
I saw a group of disciples from the Haisha Gang lighting torches and surrounding a dilapidated three-room tile-roofed house. A big man holding a knife came and reported: "Disciples were ordered to search nearby and found nineteen dead people in this temple." , it seems he was also killed last night!" Ren Feng led the two people in, and Chu Jianghan saw at a glance that the deceased were all dressed in black, and one of them was wearing a five-Buddha crown. His figure was indeed longer than average. It was the sword that he had snatched. The gang.
The crazy beggar ran over to check, and was silent for a long time, then suddenly said: "It's strange, this group of people must be the same as what you and I saw a few days ago, but these people's clothes are stained with blood, and there are really no stab wounds on their bodies! "Chu Jianghan also checked and was convinced. He turned to the mad beggar and said: "These people have nosebleeds and most of them teach people to use palm power to break their heart veins!" The mad beggar just nodded in agreement, but did not respond for a long time. language.
Ren Feng suddenly collapsed on the ground and cried loudly. The mad beggar said: "This group of people is the enemy who killed you, the Haisha Gang. If you don't believe it, you will know after you take the sword and compare it. As for the sword that killed your uncle, it was the hat-wearing slave from me." I'm afraid that what Brother Chu took away through trickery will be taken away by someone again at this moment. With my reputation as an old beggar, I don't need to lie to you, so please forgive me!"
Unexpectedly, Ren Feng cried and said, "Old Grandmaster didn't know something. My father and all my uncles had no injuries on their bodies, but their hearts were broken and they passed away!"
Chu Jianghan felt a chill when he heard this, and then thought of the rumors about Ling Tu. Could it be that Zhang Ji really did it? He hurriedly shouted: "Blood Peacock!"
The nameless crazy beggar also screamed when he heard this. The two of them hurriedly searched around, almost turning the small temple upside down, but they didn't find any patterns. Chu Jianghan felt slightly relieved. .
The crazy beggar sighed, and suddenly raised his voice: "What spirit butcher! How can the rumors in the world be taken seriously? It seems to the old beggar that these people are really not bad in skills. In the world today, only those who have mastered the Shaolin Yi Jing Jin can Only an extremely eminent monk can do it by using the Great Vajra Palm, the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. The old beggar asked himself that he had few rivals in this world, but he couldn't do it! But the eminent monk who practiced these two magical skills at the same time, the old beggar, The beggar really doesn’t know, I can only find out by asking the abbot of Shaolin!”
After hearing this, Chu Jianghan thought to himself: "With Senior Wu's peak skills and knowledge, I am sure he will be right! Let's not mention Brother Zhang and Xuanyi Peacock for now."
Crazy beggar Wu Mingming said to Chu Jianghan again: "Brother Chu, the matter of my beggar gang must be closely related to these people. We will wait until the old beggar goes to Shaolin to inquire about it before we make a fuss. It seems that we have to find the sword. It's up to me, brother. There will be a lot of fun in Taishan in a while, how about I ask me to go there?" Chu Jianghan already had an appointment with his sworn brother, Taishan, so he readily agreed.
The mad beggar then asked Chu Jianghan to practice swordsmanship in the morning and evening to improve his skills. After saying this, he said goodbye to everyone and walked away.
When Ren Feng ordered his men to collect the corpse and transport it back, he said that he wanted to whip the corpse to vent his hatred, crush the bones and scatter the ashes. After hearing this, Chu Jianghan shook his head and left immediately.
