He wormed his way into the crowd, looking for that special aura.
After finally meeting Tie Langgong, he didn't want to lose his trace again. The world is so big, such a chance encounter is rare. Having said that, I met Chi Chengzi and Tie Langgong by chance in a short period of time today, what a coincidence!
Tie Langgong left a strange aura in the crowd, which was like a vague line in Yun Kong's eyes. His keen sense was searching for and following that line.
He followed the air like a hunting dog, looking at the crowd of tourists in the distance, he could see the white cloth strips on the bamboo poles fluttering in the sky.
He pushed through the crowds, escaped from the crowded market, and entered a green open space with green trees, half-yellow and half-green grass, a cool breeze and the lonely sound of insects, as if he was suddenly far away from the world.
At this moment, Yun Kong thought he was deaf.
That's an illusion.
Tranquility suddenly surrounded him, and his ears were not used to it.
He heard silence.
He also saw Tie Langgong.
Ten steps away, Tie Langgong faced the cool breeze with a peaceful expression on his face. The corners of his clothes were swaying lightly in the wind, as if he didn't care at all.
He held swords in both hands, two bare swords without handles.
One is a sky-blue sword, with traces of restless texture lying loosely on the sword. The sword is crying out for injustice, weeping, and spitting out extremely cold resentment.
One is a crazy sword, an ominous sword, its texture is messy and dazzling, and it is pouring a chilling atmosphere into the hearts of those who look directly at it.
Tie Langgong looked down at the cloth bag on the ground. Several ancient books were scattered in the cloth bag.
Tie Langgong was obviously waiting.
Yun Kong stared blankly at this wonderful scene, wondering whether he should say hello.
"You're here." Tie Langgong said, never raising his head, just looking at the book at his feet silently, holding the sword lightly in his hand, "Let me go."
When Yun Kong was still hesitating about how to answer, someone next to him answered: "I have been looking for you for so long, how can I let you go so easily?"
Yun Kong looked to the side in shock. It turned out that the person Tie Langgong was talking to was not him, but a man with a sharp face and rat eyes, holding a strange weapon like a plow in his hand.
"Then tell me, why do you want to kill me?" Tie Langgong's tone was as calm as if he was discussing the weather.
"Hehe," said the sharp-faced rat-eyed man, "because I want to thank you for helping me win the martial arts master, and I don't want anyone stronger than me to appear." As he said, he wielded his weapon, "I have been tracking for a long time, and I know It turns out that you don’t know martial arts at all, so..."
The man suddenly stopped talking.
He fell down on the grass, his eyes would not close even when they touched the blades of grass, and his nostrils were still slowly breathing in the slightest breath of air.
Chi Chengzi appeared from behind him, squatted on the ground, and pulled out a thin thorn from the man's neck.
Tie Langgong breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, it's you, the heart-picking finger... what is that?" He looked at Chi Chengzi, but he didn't see him wearing the heart-picking finger.
"Kamezuka Dan, remember? I was going to give you the Persian poison but you didn't want it."
"Will he die?"
"He will dream." Chichengzi said. "The dose I used is very small. He will breathe like a turtle. He will probably be able to get up tomorrow."
"This isn't the first time you've saved me."
"This is just the last time, because this is the end of Zhang Tieqiao's life letter to you."
Tie Langgong nodded, and then stared at the cloud sky.
The wind was blowing, and the bamboo pole in Yun Kong's hand was shaking slightly. The eight characters on the white cloth were dancing in the air, creating messy lines.
To be precise, what Tie Langgong stared at were the eight characters on Yunkong's move.
"Don't kill me." Tie Langgong sighed, still holding the sword in both hands.
"Why should I kill you?" Yun Kong asked calmly.
"Because you are that Taoist priest," Tie Lang said impartially: "The last comment in Zhang Tieqiao's life book says: 'divination and fortune-telling, strange and complicated diseases, wandering around immortals, talking about Taoism in vain, when you meet this person, you die unexpectedly.'"
Yun Kong couldn't help being surprised, surprised, and happy.
Fortunately, he heard that "Zhang Tieqiao", the famous fortune teller, was another person he wanted to meet.
What's strange is that Zhang Tieqiao's comments actually contain the characters "divination and fortune telling. Strange and difficult diseases" written on the white cloth tied to the bamboo pole in Yun Kong.
What is surprising is that his Taoist nickname is hidden in the comments: "Yunkong".
"But I didn't want to kill you." Yun Kong said with a bitter smile, "Look, I don't have the power to restrain a chicken."
Now Tie Langgong was surprised, which was beyond his expectation.
He had been waiting fearfully and nervously for his killer for a long time.
Zhang Tieqiao's fortune-telling was absolutely infallible, and all his previous comments came true one by one.
"There are many Taoist priests in the world." Yun Kong thought for a long time before saying.
Tie Langgong still held the two swords and looked at the book on the ground. He did not intend to react.
"Of course there are a lot of people who write 'divination and fortune-telling. Strange and difficult diseases'." Yun Kong added.
"What's your Taoist ID number?"
Yunkong sighed: "I am a poor Taoist, Yunkong."
"There aren't many people named Yunkong, right?" Tie Langgong almost immediately noticed the implications of Zhang Tieqiao's comments: "Yun" travels to the immortal family, and "Kong" talks about Taoism. This sentence not only points out the Taoist priests who walk in the world, but also points out the word "cloud".
"The biggest problem is," Yunkong said, "I have no intention of killing you."
"It turns out you have it," Tie Lang said impartially: "When you were chasing me on the street, I felt it."
"I don't deny it, it's just an occasional thought," Yun Kong said cautiously, "But as soon as I got here, I stopped thinking about it."
"Why?"
Why?
A Tie Langgong who has absolutely no murderous, evil, or ferocious aura.
Yun Kong suddenly felt his eyes getting hot.
Tears quickly surrounded the eyes, welled up from the edges of the eye sockets, and flowed down the face.
He burst into tears.
He felt pity for Tielang Gong.
Poor Tie Langgong was still looking at the sword and the book, with his melancholy eyes like a young girl, standing tall on this sad land.
There are rumors in the world that Tie Langgong has very high attainments in martial arts. Otherwise, how could he have such great ability? Just by looking at other people's martial arts moves, he can create a weapon that can fully utilize the moves?
What's even more amazing is that even palm skills, boxing skills, and kick skills that don't require weapons can be turned into weapons by him.
According to legend, Tie Langgong's martial arts skills were unparalleled.
The problem is that not many people in the world have actually come into contact with Tie Langgong, and no one has ever seen him use force.
Only today did Yun Kong find out that Mr. Tie Lang didn't know any martial arts at all.
Anyone who feels Tie Langgong's murderous intent will feel horrified and frightened.
In fact, that was not Tie Langgong's murderous intention.
As soon as Yun Kong met Tie Langgong, he immediately felt three strong qi in him.
There was an air of extreme resentment and injustice, emitted by the "Long Wen" sword.
A terrifying murderous aura was emitted by the "Crazy" sword.
An aura that is extremely sad, lonely, lonely and resentful. This is the real aura of Lord Tielang.
He usually carries his sword with him, so the three qi are confused.
When Yun Kong tracked him here, he had already taken off his swords and held them in his hands.
The three qi are therefore naturally separated and can be seen clearly at a glance.
As a result, Yunkong went straight into Tie Langgong's heart and clearly felt the grief he had accumulated for many, many years.
So Yunkong felt pity for him, sympathized with him, and even cried.
But when he found out that the other party had no intention of killing him, he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Why?"
Yun Kong shrugged and said: "Because I think you should use the money you earn to do business and be an ordinary person; or become a monk and stay away from the secular world; or do business and practice at home at the same time. To alleviate the sin." He finished speaking in one breath, looking at Tie Langgong and also at Chi Chengzi who was silent next to him.
Tie Langgong threw the sword on the ground and turned around: "Why?"
"Because you should stop being bound by the past and forget about him."
Tie Langgong, or in other words, Yang Yan Tie Li, finally smiled: "I understand." He laughed loudly: "I finally understand!" He laughed wildly: "All these years, I have been waiting for someone to tell me These words!"
Yunkong also breathed a sigh of relief and watched Tie Langgong laughing so hard that he threw himself on the ground.
Tie Langgong had never laughed so heartily.
He laughs at himself and is willing to fall into the interests of others.
He laughed at the world and was filled with excitement because of a weak scholar like him.
"Have you finished laughing?" Chi Chengzi said, "I'm sorry, I want to say goodbye. I still have some things to explain. Then I will go to other things and won't take care of you anymore."
