Deng Fang got off the tree, and Yang Hanhan was waiting for him with a silk scarf in his hand.
Before he could come over, Yang Hanhan threw himself into Deng Fang's arms with a smile. He kept praising Deng Fang for being great, with a smile on his face.
The two took the donkey and continued on the road.
According to Yang Hanhan, they can reach the next city in Youzhou in less than three days.
In early spring, everything revives. Although the two of them are on a road trip, it is no more than a trip to the mountains and rivers.
After climbing up a small slope, a large area of yellow jasmine flowers appeared in front of their eyes.
The pale yellow flowers all over the mountains and plains are very beautiful.
Deng Fang and Yang Hanhan looked at the charming scenery in front of them and refused to walk away.
The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, which made the donkey keep sniffing around.
Just when Deng Fang and the others were immersed in the beautiful scenery of the spring flowers, some strange sounds suddenly came from among the flowers and plants.
Although the sound was not loud, it was very obvious.
Deng Fang and Yang Hanhan looked at each other and realized something was wrong, so they wanted to find a place to hide and see what happened.
Deng Fang winked at Yang Hanhan, signaling her to hide, and then reached out to lead the donkey.
Unexpectedly, the donkey who was standing behind him disappeared at this moment.
Looking around, I realized that the donkey had run behind a tree and hid quietly.
"Stupid donkey, you can run away faster than anyone else!"
Deng Fang cursed secretly, took Yang Hanhan and hid behind the tree with Donkey.
After hiding their figures, Deng Fang and Yang Hanhan stared at the flowers and waited quietly.
The shouting in their ears became louder and louder, and the two of them knew that someone must be coming this way!
As expected, just as they expected, after a while, the flowers were opened and a young monk ran out.
The monk was very handsome. Although he was not as handsome as a scholar, his face was sharp and heroic.
Moreover, this person has very full muscles all over his body, bulging out from his body. At first glance, he is a martial arts practitioner.
However, both Deng Fang and Yang Hanhan frowned at this moment.
Because the monk's clothes were in tatters at the moment, and blood was bleeding from the wounds on his body. He was swaying step by step, breathing weakly, and seemed to be about to fall down at any time.
"Is this man a monk? How could he be beaten like this!"
Deng Fang looked strange and asked to himself.
Yang Hanhan pulled Deng Fang's arm and said timidly: "Deng Fang, let's mind our own business. Let's go out after he leaves."
Deng Fang looked at Yang Hanhan's scared look and held her hand. She didn't answer, but nodded gently.
As soon as the monk ran out of the flowers, there was a strange noise in the flowers. Then, a middle-aged man wearing a purple linen robe and a black cloth hat appeared.
At first glance, this person is someone with special skills. At this moment, his feet are lighting up the spring flowers, but his body keeps flying in the air, as if flying among the flowers, with an astonishing speed.
Moreover, the most outstanding feature of this person must be a long scar on his face, which stretches from the left side of his forehead to his nose, cutting across his eyes. It looks very scary.
As soon as the man saw the monk in front of him, he waved his generous sleeves.
Almost at the same time as he waved, there were explosions at the feet of the monk in front of him, which almost caused the monk to fall to the ground.
However, the monk seemed to have become accustomed to the middle-aged man's moves and continued to run forward in embarrassment.
Deng Fang looked carefully and found that small golden objects were inserted into the ground wherever the explosion occurred, without exception.
"It turns out to be a hidden weapon!"
Deng Fang nodded slowly, already having some understanding of the middle-aged man's kung fu.
The monk kept running away in front, with the middle-aged man chasing after him.
Because the middle-aged man's Qinggong was extremely fast, the monk was seriously injured, and there was no cover from the flowers at this moment, so the distance between the two was shortening rapidly.
Suddenly, a light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he threw his left hand forward, drawing an arc in the air.
At the same time, the monk in front of him suddenly fell to the ground and started wailing on the ground.
When the middle-aged man saw the monk falling to the ground, his feet slowed down a bit.
When Deng Fang saw that the situation was not good, he patted Yang Hanhan on the shoulder and said, "You and Donkey are waiting for me here, don't wander around!"
After saying that, he jumped out from behind the tree and ran towards the monk.
Yang Hanhan was stunned by Deng Fang's sudden action. However, Deng Fang had already ran out and could not stop him. He had to stay behind the tree and watch quietly.
As soon as Deng Fang appeared, the monk and the middle-aged man were both shocked. They didn't expect there was anyone else here!
Deng Fang was not far away from the monk, and now she was running extremely fast. After a few breaths, Deng Fang arrived in front of the monk.
When the monk saw Deng Fang running toward him, he wanted to get up to defend himself. However, his injuries were too severe and he could not get up. He could only grit his teeth and stand up straight, and asked Deng Fang, "Who are you?"
Deng Fang looked serious and did not answer. Instead, he asked: "Are you a disciple of Shaolin Temple?"
Upon hearing this, the monk froze on the spot and nodded blankly.
When Deng Fang saw the monk admitting, he ignored him, turned around, stood in front of him, and looked at the middle-aged man.
When the middle-aged man saw Deng Fang shoot out of thin air, the murderous intent in his eyes was revealed, and he stared at Deng Fang.
There was no fear on Deng Fang's face. She pointed at the middle-aged man with one hand and shouted loudly: "Where is the thief? Tell me your name!"
The middle-aged man flew out of the flowers and landed on the ground. He folded his arms in front of his chest and looked at Deng Fang without saying a word.
Seeing that the man was not talking to her, Deng Fang was a little angry and continued to ask: "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man still didn't speak.
Deng Fang's eyes widened angrily and he yelled: "Bitch thief, are you mute?"
At this time, the monk behind Deng Fang gently pulled Deng Fang's trouser leg and said, "Young hero, this person is mute."
"ah?"
The monk continued to add: "This person is Duan Yizhi, the Tiangang Flower Cutting Hand known to the world!"
Deng Fang had never heard of this name before, but he understood it after hearing what the monk said.
The monk continued: "This person is very capable, and his golden plum blossom dart is very powerful. Young hero, be careful!"
Hearing the monk introduce himself in this way, Duan Yizhi had a smug look on his face, pursed his lips and smiled, feeling very satisfied.
"It turns out he's just good at concealed weapons. No wonder I haven't heard of this Tiangang Flower Cutting Hand."
Deng Fang suddenly realized it and spoke his mind smoothly.
When Duan Yizhi heard what Deng Fang said, his eyes widened instantly, his head moved, hesitating and shouting at Deng Fang, dancing and dancing with great excitement.
Monk and Deng Fang looked at Duan Yizhi's appearance and were a little confused.
This Yizhi really cares about his own face...
