have you had enough?
The voice was low and dull. Following the voice, a layman monk who was nearly ten feet tall with round eyes and a square mouth appeared. He was holding a nine-hole ink-and-wash Zen staff. The staff was eyebrow-high and weighed more than fifty kilograms.
"You little robbers, please retreat quickly. Those who gather chicken feathers to gather dusters are worthy of taking action against the No. 1 Sword of Huayang."
As soon as the monk's voice stopped, the minions immediately dispersed like birds and beasts, making way for the bald monk respectfully.
Middle-aged man: Oh? Isn’t this the Smiling Buddha Monk Lu Shen? The water stinks everywhere and the people gather together. When did you become Prince Duan’s eagle dog?
Monk Lu Shu: Donor Li, I have never offended you with words. Why did you say hurtful words?
Middle-aged man: Stop it, old bald donkey. Your methods have long been notorious. Please spare yourself that smiley face. What's wrong? Are we going to hurt someone with a concealed weapon or poison someone today? I would like to learn from this.
Monk Lu Shen: What an eloquent man. Since everyone is out of sight, let’s learn from him.
Middle-aged man: OK, come on.
Dark clouds suppressed the sunshine from the north, the Xu wind turned into gusts, and the catkins swayed. Yunshuijian, the sound of water is faint, and the wild grass is fragrant.
When the sword rises, the dragon frightens the phoenix. See everything as nothing, and the afterimage is like a colorful butterfly.
Li Xiaoyun has been using this sword for thirty years. Since he became famous at the age of twenty, he has always had this sword and fine wine by his side. The sword has long since become a part of himself, calmly living in this mortal world, sharp and lonely, free and clean. It killed many angry souls who dared to challenge. Li Xiaoyun used this sword to preach his own life creed. He could no longer remember how many times this was a duel. He had long been indifferent to everything.
With just one move, the sword energy cut open Monk Lu Shu's shiny round face. Blood dripped down his forehead. The monk didn't even see clearly the action of Li Xiaoyun's sword.
"Wait a minute"
Monk Lu Shen shouted loudly.
"Master Li, I have no grudges against you in the past and now. The old man only gave me three thousand taels of silver to take your life. I just used people's money to eliminate disasters. Now I know that my skills are not as good as others, so I am willing to be inferior. I hope Mr. Li has a good life, please spare my life."
Li Xiaoyun put away the sword in his hand and sighed. It turned out that the monk had changed his personality. If a person changes his personality, he can do anything. It is precisely because he has changed his personality that he can live to this day. Now.
Li Xiaoyun said: "It's in vain that you are also a disciple of Buddhism, and you are willing to be used as a dog or horse for a little money. I thought you had some righteousness when you were young, and you really messed with people. Just go ahead."
After that, Li Xiaoyun walked away without looking back. After taking two steps, he fell to the ground.
"Hahahaha, people like you are so rampant when you have a little ability, but you don't know that the world is dangerous. You have been poisoned by my *Qingfengdianshuipo* without knowing it. Even though you have thousands of abilities, you are still not an ordinary person. I deliberately The purpose of picking up your sword is to poison me at close range. In less than three hours, you will be revealed here, and tomorrow the world will know that it was me, the Smiling Buddha, who killed the "Flower Demon" with my own hands, and eliminated one person from the world. Harmful. Hahahahaha....
Li Xiaoyun wanted to struggle, but couldn't move. He thought to himself: Li Xiaoyun, Li Xiaoyun, your martial arts are in vain, you can't stop these flavors from flowing through your intestines. Isn't it you who capsized in the gutter? You have to take all precautions, but you can't guard against the sinister nature of people's hearts. That's all, isn't that what the world is like? What else can you do besides admitting defeat?
Qingfeng Point Water Poison is an unorthodox thing from Tibet. As for the formula, few people in the Central Plains know. Usually, there must be an antidote for highly poisonous things within three steps. If you knew the formula, you might be able to make an antidote, but it was impossible for Smiling Buddha Lu Shen to hand over the antidote. In fact, he could never say a word again.
A sharp-winged wild goose feather knife had already been deeply inserted into his ribs. The blade was submerged in his body, leaving only the handle exposed. The four words "Tongwei Escort Bureau" were engraved on the wooden handle with paint.
The Smiling Buddha's face twitched with something like a smile but not a smile, and his whole body collapsed on the ground. No one saw when the swordsman appeared in front of him, and no one recognized the young man.
The young man's eyes were filled with rage and killing intent, and his whole body was shaking violently with anger. However, the hand holding the knife was unexpectedly calm and as still as water.
This was the first time Qiu Shui used a sword. This first sword full of murderous intent surprised even himself. One second he was crawling in the weeds more than ten feet away, and the next second he was right next to the Smiling Buddha. In front of him, Qiu Shui's mind went blank. He didn't know how he did it. He only knew that the group of men in black ran away as if they had seen a ghost, shouting as they ran: Help, there is a ghost, help, kill someone. !
In fact, if Qiu Shui looked in the mirror at this moment, he would be shocked. The square scarf that bound his head was thrown off at some point, and his hair was messy and fell down, covering one eye and the other that was not covered. One eye was bloodshot and the tight-fitting shorts he was wearing had black and green scratches from lying on the grass for a long time. The trouser legs were scratched by some plant, and the blood on the scratched calf was stuck to the trousers. He looked like a crazy ghost.
Qiu Shui hated this kind of insidious method the most in his life. The moment he had the intention to kill, he seemed to be a different person. At this moment, his energy and blood gradually calmed down. He didn't know what to do for a moment. First, he felt panic after killing, and then he immediately thought about it. Is there anything more urgent to do.
By the way, the hero over there was still unconscious from the poison. Qiu Shui quickly came to his senses, rushed over, picked up Li Xiaoyun, and ran away as fast as he could.
There are so many heroes in the south of the Yangtze River. This three thousand miles of water and land are filled with exotic flowers, plants, birds and animals. Countless people have practiced medicine for generations, but now Qiu Shui can only go to the nearest town to seek medical treatment. However, ordinary drugstores and doctors may be helpless to cure the poison of this refreshing water.
Qiu Shui heard the old monk say that the poison would take effect in three hours. Li Xiaoyun closed his eyes tightly and his face turned green and white.
"Little brother, let me down, don't bother."
Qiu Shui: Brother, if you keep at it, we will soon reach the town.
Li Xiaoyun: Little brother, you and I met by chance, but you are so chivalrous at a young age. It is not a waste of my life to meet you. Since we can’t escape, why force it? You and I find a restaurant to drink three hundred cups, life and death. How can trivial matters be compared with like-minded friends?
Qiu Shui was deeply impressed by the haggard middle-aged man in front of him. In life, it was enough to have a confidant, not to mention such an upright personality. Looking at the world, how many people can be so free and easy and outstanding.
good! , in this case, I will try my best to see if my eldest brother can become a life-or-death brother with me.
good! The brothers are indeed happy people.
