Qin Xian remembers that one winter, when the mountain was covered by heavy snow, she quarreled with her mother, ran into Ding Mountain at night, and lost her footing and fell into an ice cave. Uncle Gu went up the mountain overnight to rescue her.
Qin Xian still remembers that in the beginning, no one in the village wanted to see their mother and son, and they had no income. Uncle Gu often helped her and recommended her mother to become a matchmaker.
... All the past events are still vivid in my mind. Seeing that his elder who was kind to him was about to die in front of him, he could do nothing but stand here like a fool.
I suddenly felt extremely guilty.
When Gu Hao heard what the slender eyebrows said, there was a look of fear on his face, as if he was extremely afraid of something like that happening.
Facing the young Taoist, he hurriedly urged: "Aren't you going to kill me? Kill me!" Because he was at the end of his crossbow, the eunuch's sword intent shattered everything in his body, and the candle of martial arts was also extinguished. At this moment If you don't have the slightest strength, you can't commit suicide.
Although the young Taoist could not understand it, he did not forget the purpose of this trip and wanted to achieve what he wanted.
At this time, the middle-aged man with slender eyebrows picked up the Yin Yang Xuanzai and stuffed it into Tao Xiujing's arms. He clasped his shoulders with one hand and said with a squinted smile: "Thank you, Taoist Priest, for holding back this thief for our family. Can you use this magical weapon?" If you take it, Master Jia will be very angry if you lose it!"
As he spoke, he patted the Yin Yang Xuan Mansion lightly.
The young Taoist thought for a moment. Although he had never seen him before, he had heard of this person.
Dazhong Shuling, the head of the eunuchs, the third group of climbers from the West Kunlun Mountains, four walls of wine, sex and wealth, a wall of sex, the peak of the master, Hong Feiluan!
Thinking of this, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Sir, is this a threat?"
Hong Feiluan narrowed his eyes almost to a slit and smiled. He held the young Taoist's hand a little harder and said, "Hey, what are you talking about, Taoist Master? We don't dare to threaten you. We just remind you. Commander, this ancient general is a fugitive whom Your Majesty personally ordered, and even Master Jia wouldn’t dare to kill him casually if Your Majesty doesn’t open his mouth.”
"You!" The eunuch locked his hands and feet with his sword intent just now, making him unable to move.
Hong Feiluan thought to himself: "Thank you Taoist Priest for giving me Bomian." He shot Gu Hao with his sword finger with his backhand, and tied him up with the black thin sword.
He opened his mouth again and pressed a medicine god's coin under his tongue, which is what young Taoists call the little medicine god. The treasure money in the eyes of mortals is a Taoist refining, which contains the immortal elixir of cave heaven. It is not easy to refine. , extremely precious, it can heal injuries, turn danger into peace, and if the amount is large enough, it can also bring the dead back to life.
Hong Feiluan used the medicine god's money to hang Gu Hao's life, and picked it up in his hands like picking up garbage. Then he said to Zhang Jian: "Sir, you are just laughing. I will take care of some trivial matters and leave now."
Gu Hao's eyes were quite sad, but when he thought of such a scene, he pinned his last hope on Zhang Jian and looked at Zhang Jian with pleading eyes.
After a moment of silence, Zhang Jian shook his head.
Suddenly Qin Xian twisted her body like crazy, trying to break away from Zhang Jian's big hand. Zhang Jian turned his head and glanced at Qin Xian, whose eyes were full of pleading at this moment.
Zhang Jianqing said "Excuse me", Qin Xian immediately knelt down and said: "Sir, please save Uncle Gu, please!" As she said that, she kowtowed to Zhang Jian with "bang bang bang bang".
Zhang Jian was unmoved and sighed: "As a disciple of the saint, I have already made a big mistake by not killing him with my own hands. How can I save him?"
Seeing that Qin Xian was still kowtowing, she said again: "What you said before is reasonable to you, but if it is reasonable, it must be right? Have you ever thought about the innocent villagers who lost their lives? They are absolutely Settled down!"
Qin Xian slowly raised her head and looked at Gu Hao who was being held in her hands. The latter shook his head imperceptibly, his eyes full of the concern of the elders for the younger ones. It seemed that the medicine god Qian had an effect, and she heard Gu Hao say. : "Qin Xian, don't be like this, study hard with your husband, and be a good person in the future. An An is up to you."
Qin Xian burst into tears.
Hong Feiluan said with a smile: "It's really opened our eyes that people like you still have people asking for mercy!"
Qin Xian turned her head and stared at Hong Feiluan, as if she wanted to imprint his appearance in her mind.
Seeing Qin Xian staring at him, Hong Feiluan said disdainfully: "Our family is the Shuling of Da Yanzhong, Hong Feiluan, please remember, don't look back and find the place!"
Qin Xian wrote down this name and this appearance.
He turned around and firmly grabbed the corner of Zhang Jian's clothes and said tremblingly: "Sir, please eliminate harm for the people."
Now that things have happened, Qin Xian understands that she can no longer save Uncle Gu, but seeing that Uncle Gu is very afraid of being taken back by this eunuch, she might as well just help him, which is the only thing she can do for him now.
What Zhang Jian was thinking seemed to understand what Qin Xian was thinking.
nodded.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Hong Feiluan said: "Our family takes the first step."
Before he finished speaking, he had already carried Gu Hao and flew away.
Zhang Jian was not in a hurry and asked Qin Xian, "How would you treat me if I asked you to kill me?"
Qin Xian looked at Hong Feiluan who was gradually disappearing and said hurriedly: "Sir, you are gone! If you don't take action, it will be too late!"
Zhang Jian waved his hand and said, "I'm not busy. Answer me first!"
Qin Xian hesitated and said: "If it is true that innocent people are killed for no reason, I...I will also kill...but..."
Zhang Jian waved his hand to interrupt and said: "There is no need to lie to me. Let me ask you, if your whole family was slaughtered by one person, would you let it go?"
Qin Xian remained silent.
Zhang Jian sighed and said, "If you don't want to do it to yourself, don't do it to others either. Loyalty and forgiveness are not far from the truth."
Qin Xian nodded and said, "I understand."
"I hope you really understand and are not just perfunctory with me." Zhang Jian said solemnly.
Looking into the distance, Hong Feiluan's figure had long since disappeared.
Zhang Jian turned around, took a step forward, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Hong Feiluan went straight to Guzi Village at this moment. When he saw that Guzi Village was right in front of him, Zhang Jian suddenly appeared behind him. Without any time to think, he headed towards Guzi Village.
Zhang Jian followed closely.
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Hong Feiluan turned around and said, "Sir, what are you doing?"
Zhang Jiandao: "I have figured it out. Such a heinous person should be executed immediately to comfort the people. Yafuzi once said, 'Those who are not forgiven should be killed quickly', but I forgot just now."
Hong Feiluan lowered his voice and said, "Sir, this is a prisoner of my campus!"
Zhang Jian smiled slightly and said in a lower voice: "But he is also a prisoner of the people of Yuanren Village."
As he spoke, a gray oil-paper umbrella appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he waved it towards Hong Feiluan. Immediately, a stream of green energy roared out and went straight to Gu Hao in Hong Feiluan's hand.
Hong Feiluan moved his sword finger, and the black thin sword was like a gossamer, wrapped around the green sword energy.
The awe-inspiring sword energy of Confucianism meets the sword intention of martial arts.
The sword energy was bound and then strangled.
Hong Fei Luan suddenly felt that it was a bluff, but nothing more than that.
But Gu Hao suddenly showed signs of weakness in his hand, and couldn't help shouting angrily: "What did you do to him?"
Zhang Jandao: "Da Yan has had a truce with Da Qing for many years, and it seems that he has almost forgotten about our Confucian methods."
Only then did Hong Feiluan realize that he had not fought against the Confucian sect for a long time. He had only focused on the opponent's frontal sword attack, but had forgotten the "shooting" skills of the Confucian sect.
Confucianism has the "six arts of practicing the world". Ritual, music and shooting can control the number of books. Mastering it is the first level of opening a treasure. The next step is the gentleman's realm. This jian has at least passed the realm of opening a treasure. He actually ignored this. a little.
He dropped Gu Hao casually and said in a cold voice: "What a skill at moving the well. Sir, your shooting skills are extremely superb."
The Confucian archery skills are divided into five categories: Bai She, Shen Lian, Yan Zhu, Alley Ruler, and Well Shift. They are gradually refined and become the sword and weapon techniques for Haoran Qi.
Zhang Jian stepped forward and mentioned Gu Hao, and said: "It seems that you don't want the body, so let me dispose of it."
Without waiting for the latter to reply, he disappeared into the distance.
Hong Feiluan did not stop him, but said to himself: "Send it to your door yourself, it's interesting."
After that, he turned around and returned to the village.
But after Zhang Jian left, everyone did not disperse. Qin Xian was still kneeling in the field, staring at the ground blankly.
Cheng Qiu took long strides, walked up to him, kicked the young man, and said: "Hey, boy, if sir really kills that rustic master, you have offended two people in the whole country today. Are you really not afraid of death?"
However, when I thought about it, it didn't matter that the fourth gentleman would protect the boy in the future, so he said: "You have to follow the fourth gentleman closely. The young prince and the eunuch are not good birds. Don't turn around and let others kill them secretly." ”
"Did you hear that grandpa is talking to you? Hello?" He continued to pull Qin Xian.
Qin Xian was so annoyed that she raised her head and said angrily: "Are you annoyed? Get away!"
The bearded man also said angrily: "Hey, grandpa is kind enough to give you some advice, that's all, die, die."
Seeing that Qin Xian ignored him, he turned around, wandered to the young Taoist, pursed his lips and said: "Um, Yin Yang Xuan Zhai, can you lend it to me for fun? I'll return it to you in a few days."
The young Taoist rolled his eyes and thought, do you think I am a fool? How many more days will it be borrowed?
But now that he was seriously injured and entangled by the sword's intention, he turned away and ignored him.
Cheng Qiu saw that the young Taoist turned away and ignored him. He took the Yin Yang Xuan Mansion in his hand and turned it over and over.
He said to himself: "Where did the Taoist in black come from?" He also knocked with his hand.
If looks could kill, the bearded man would have died thousands of times. The young Taoist gritted his teeth and said: "Put it down!"
Suddenly, the sword intent dissipated and the body could move. The young Taoist immediately snatched the mirror away, put it in his arms, raised his head and continued to stare at the bearded man.
When the bearded man saw the mirror being taken away, he curled his lips and said, "You are so stingy, as if you have never seen anyone before."
After standing up and taking two steps, he turned back and said, "You really don't want to borrow it?"
The young Taoist said angrily: "I won't borrow it."
The bearded man waved his hands and coaxed: "Forget it if you don't want to borrow it, it's not a good thing!"
He walked out of the village with long strides.
It's night.
Although the people in Zuzhou Village always eat on time, neither the elderly nor the children have gone home at the moment, and people from various villages are coming one after another, and more and more people are gathering.
Usually, the streets and alleys at the end of Lizi Village are dark, and it seems especially quiet in the dark night.
But tonight is an exception.
There were figures squatting, standing or sitting, perhaps because they were afraid of the dark and could not see clearly. Some took out oil lamps from home, and some set up fires on the spot.
All waiting for a result.
