"Take advantage of his illness to kill him! Now let's just swarm him and hack him to death, so that we can take his head back to Eunuch Liu! If we can kill this assassin, Eunuch Liu will be rewarded heavily." , if this great contribution falls on Mr. Shen, it may not be impossible for you to be promoted to three levels of official position!"
Shen Xujun's heart was moved. Everyone was spreading rumors that this young Eunuch Liu was extremely generous to the people below him. Moreover, this young Eunuch Liu was turning red and purple in front of Eunuch Liu. There was a precedent for Jin Yiwei to be promoted to the third level in a row. This was true in the past. Had!
If he can really accomplish this great feat this time, I dare not say that he will be promoted to three levels in a row. It will definitely not be a problem to be promoted to one or two levels!
There is an old saying: Man dies for money, and bird dies for food.
Shen Xujun raised his eyes and glanced at Changshan, who was already trembling slightly in the temple, and his heart suddenly became hot again!
Shen Xujun whispered to the three people beside him: "This Changshan is seriously injured. We might as well wait outside the temple. When he loses his strength, we can go up together!"
The three bearded men all looked happy and praised in unison: "Master Shen is wise!"
I don't know if Changshan heard the four people's whispered conversation, but he heard a sneer from Changshan in the temple, and he slowly stood up from the futon.
The expressions of Shen Xujun and others changed, and the bearded man said anxiously: "Sir, this guy wants to run away...!"
Before the bearded man finished speaking, Changshan had already walked out of the temple!
Before the four of them could react, Changshan suddenly rushed towards them!
Shen Xujun was startled, and he retreated violently backwards. The crossbow machine in his hand buzzed continuously. In desperation, Shen Xujun had already fired out the remaining two feather crossbows!
There was only a muffled sound of 'pop' in the field, and Changshan seemed to have been hit by a crossbow. He suddenly took three steps back, staggered, and fell to the ground.
Shen Xujun's face turned pale, and he dropped the crossbow machine that had fired all the arrows on the ground. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the Xiuchun Dao hanging from his waist, and looked at it intently!
I saw that the other three detectives had turned into three corpses, lying on the ground!
Chang Shan put his sword on the ground, stood up tremblingly, and sneered: "Master Shen, this villain is at the end of his strength, why don't you come and take his head from his neck now?"
Shen Xujun looked at Changshan who seemed to be about to fall to the ground at any time, with sweat pouring from his forehead!
He was unwilling to quit, but he didn't dare to move in. He was extremely afraid of death!
Changshan finally couldn't stand any longer. He held the door frame of the small temple with his trembling left hand. His whole body was like sieving chaff, trembling non-stop!
He looked down and saw that a feather crossbow had been inserted deeply into his leg. He forced himself to stand up straight, irritating the wound, and blood immediately gushed out from the wound!
Shen Xujun's pupils shrank sharply. He felt that his opportunity had come, and he encouraged himself secretly in his heart: "Let's give it a try to be rich and romantic! If I don't do it now, I will regret it for the rest of my life!"
Shen Xujun gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and overcame his fear of death. He swung his knife and slashed from top to bottom, stabbing Chang Shan's neck hard!
Changshan's body shook strangely, and he suddenly swung his right hand outwards!
The tattered long sword originally held in his right hand was as powerful as lightning, and made a harsh sound of piercing the air. It penetrated the front shoulder of the rushing Shen Xujun and thrust out from the back shoulder, making a huge penetration!
Even though it pierced Shen Xujun's shoulder, the force on the long sword was too strong, and the inertia still continued, causing Shen Xujun to take two steps back, and then he nailed Shen Junxu to the ground!
Chang Shan was at the end of his strength, and the last strength he had just exploded out. He could no longer hold on, and slowly fell to the ground. He half-leaned on the temple wall, and said with a wry smile: "Master, this apprentice is so unlucky. This move is too hard to live up to." I couldn’t get home, and the flying sword missed the target after all! I really deserve to die!”
Shen Xujun felt that the whole world was quiet. He could hear nothing in his ears, see nothing in his eyes, and his mind went blank. One sentence kept echoing in his heart: "Am I dead? I'm already dead." Already? Am I already dead?"
At this time, a cold voice sounded in Shen Xujun's ears: "Master Shen, now I am seriously injured and can't move? Why don't you take my Chang Shan's head now so that you can go back and get promoted and make a fortune?" "
Shen Xujun suddenly woke up. He reluctantly sat up and saw Changshan not far away, half leaning on the temple wall, with cold eyes, looking at him steadily!
Shen Xu looked at Changshan at this time and felt that he was not a person, he was a bad wolf in the dark, and his eyeballs seemed to be bulging with green light!
Those two green lights are full of conspiracy, cunning, cruelty and deception!
Shen Xujun's heart was shrouded in great fear. Warm blood was slowly flowing out of the wound on his shoulder, and a numb feeling gradually spread throughout his body!
Shen Xujun stood up suddenly and without saying a word, like a frightened mouse, he ran away in panic!
Changshan looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! I'm just saying? Do you need to be so desperate for office matters? No matter how much money you have, no matter how big your official position is, you have to live to enjoy it? Hey..."
Wang Er stayed behind the Buddha statue for a long time. He felt that everything inside and outside the temple was quiet, and he couldn't hear any sound. He thought that there was no one around. Two corpses were lying in front of the Buddha statue, and there was an unpleasant smell of blood. He was frightened and frightened, and couldn't bear it any longer, so he sneakily walked out from behind the Buddha statue.
Wang Er was trying to escape through the back window of the small temple, but suddenly he heard Chang Shan outside the temple ask, "Little devil, what are you doing in the temple?"
Wang Er froze in fear, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm here to kneel down and beg the Buddha."
Changshan sneered with some disdain: "Buddha? A clay statue made of clay is just a trick used by bald men to defraud money. What kind of bullshit can it do? You don't go home to sleep in the middle of the night, and you stick your butt out and kowtow here. , working so hard, what do you want to ask for?"
Wang Er's face turned red after being told by Chang Shan. He felt a little ashamed and said sarcastically: "I want to ask Buddha to resurrect the master, his wife and the young master, so that I can continue to make a living in the teahouse."
Changshan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed!
Wang Er felt that Chang Shan's behavior was a bit inexplicable, but at the same time he felt some understanding and some doubts in his heart. He was at a loss. He was already a bit confused, but Chang Shan laughed at him, and he didn't know what to say. , and don’t know what to do?
After a while, Chang Shan stopped laughing and asked: "Do you think this world is controlled by Buddha?"
Wang Er answered honestly: "The young master said that the Buddha here is very effective."
Changshan asked: "Have you ever seen a dead person resurrected?"
Wang Er shook his head and said: "No...no..."
Changshan said: "This world is not controlled by Buddha, but by ability. Whoever has the greatest ability or high ability has the final say! You just met those bullshit officials who just came! If I don't have the ability, Da, now I have become the victim of those people! But, I am more capable than them, so it is them who die, not me! "
Chang Shan enslaved the slave with his mouth in front of the temple gate and motioned Wang Er to look at the bodies of the dead policemen.
Wang Er looked at the corpses inside and outside the temple, and smelled the thick smell of blood in the air. He was a little afraid, but also a little enlightened. He just felt that the rules he had believed in and followed in his heart collapsed in this moment!
A door to a new world slowly opened before my eyes!
Changshan saw Wang Er standing there in a daze, and asked him again: "Since the master, wife and young master are all dead? Where are your parents?"
Wang Er said sadly: "I was picked up by the master from the roadside. I have no parents."
Changshan asked again: "How did the master, madam and young master die?"
Wang Er said: "They were killed by the Qingzhai bandits who came to town today."
Changshan laughed: "Bandits? Where are there any bandits in Bingzhou? They're just the Liu family's dogs! Is there a beautiful little girl in your town?"
Wang Er was a little strange and asked: "How do you know? I heard from others that they came to rob Sister Hongxiang. Sister Hongxiang is very beautiful. She is very... very good-looking."
Changshan snorted coldly and did not answer, but asked: "You are now burdened with a blood feud and homeless. It can be said to be a great hatred from heaven. Do you want to kill the bandits in Qingzhai and avenge your master, wife and young master? "
Wang Er was a little stunned and asked: "Revenge? Can I? I don't understand, I..."
Changshan said impatiently: "If you had swordsmanship like mine, killing those people in Qingzhai wouldn't be as easy as crushing an ant? Do you want to learn swordsmanship like mine?"
When Wang Er heard this, his eyes lit up and he asked excitedly: "Then can you teach me?"
Chang Shan saw Wang Er's eyes shining with blood-bright light, and smiled with satisfaction, saying: "But you have to think carefully, this road is a dead end, lonely and dangerous, you will most likely die in revenge." On the road! And once you embark on this road, there is no possibility of turning back! If one day you regret choosing this road, you will die!"
Wang Er was silent for a moment, and finally made up his mind: "I...I have nowhere to go, homeless!"
Changshan laughed heartily and left the small temple with the support of Wang Er. He sang as he walked: "Life is inherently lonely as snow. How can we live this miserable life without finding some excitement? As the saying goes---Everything in the world is impermanent. , the setting sun shines like blood on the universe, it can’t break the old mountain gate, it can’t cut off the old world of mortals, let’s see how I break the formation with my sword, come and go... uh uh uh... hahaha..."
An hour later, Wang Er finally waited for the owner of Changshan by the river.
Sword God - Mo Chou.
He saw from a distance that Mochou washed the blood on the sword with river water, then carefully wiped the blade with a white cloth as white as snow, and slowly put the sword back into its sheath.
The river is foggy and white.
Wang Er walked over slowly.
Mochou had long noticed Wang Er in the distance, but he never paid attention.
When Wang Er got closer, he noticed that Wang Er's walking posture was a little strange, and he squinted at Wang Er who was approaching.
Wang Er was stared at by Mo Chou without changing his expression. He walked closer and knelt down to kowtow.
Mochou narrowed his eyes, turned around and walked away quickly without making a sound.
After walking all the way east for about an hour, Mochou suddenly stopped.
After a long while, the sound of staggering footsteps was heard in the distance, and Wang Er, who was panting, managed to walk up to Mochou.
Mochou sighed.
Wang Er stopped three feet behind Mochou. He was out of breath, his face was pale, and he seemed to be suffocated to death at any time.
Mochou waited for two sticks of incense before Wang Er's breathing gradually stabilized.
Mochou said: "You have a bad talent."
Wang Er remained silent and continued to kneel down and kowtow to Mochou.
Mochou waited until he stood up before asking, "Who asked you to come?"
Wang Er said hoarsely: "Brother Changshan."
Mochou took a careful look at Wang Er's arms, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the satisfied expression on his face flashed away, and said with a smile: "You only have three years. After three years, you can only decide whether you will live or die. It depends on yourself, are you willing?"
Wang Ernu said: "I do."
Seeing Wang Er's firm promise, Mochou nodded: "Okay, let's go then."
Wang Er followed Mochou and climbed the mountain across the river until they reached the depths of Yunmeng Mountain. The means of transportation changed from carriage to horse and then to legs. Later, they climbed for more than an hour until they reached the top of Yunmeng Mountain. High places!
Some places were difficult to reach, so Mochou carried Wang Er on his back and climbed up easily.
When it was almost dark, they finally reached the gentle area on the mountain. Mochou led Wang Er straight into a large cave.
The large cave is naturally made, warm in winter and cool in summer, facing the sun and with no wind, it is a good place.
They had a night's rest that day, and the two of them ate the game meat and bird eggs that Mochou had caught.
Early the next morning, just after dawn, Mochou woke up Wang Er and said solemnly: "From today on, you are the direct disciple of my Kumu Sect! Once you enter my sect, you must worship the ancestor and know the rules of the sect. ,come here."
He led Wang Er to a stone table, with two thatched futons placed in front of the table.
Wang Er sat cross-legged on one of the futons and looked up at the stone table.
The golden sunlight shines straight down from the opening in the hole and hits the stone table.
Mochou took out a short length of dead wood stick from his arms, placed it in the light and shadow on the stone table, and said: "To worship the ancestor, you have to kowtow nine times. Your heart must be sincere. If you are not sincere, you will die from the dead wood magic skill." You are obsessed with it, you must remember this!"
Wang Er saw that Mo Chou was speaking so solemnly, and he looked around and saw an extremely ordinary dead wood branch in the middle of the light and shadow on the stone table. Some places on the branch seemed to be moldy, and there were dots of black. point!
Wang Er thought to himself: "Brother Changshan told me that Master Mochou's sword skills are magical! Since I want revenge, how dare I not listen to Master's words?"
