I have a pact with the saint

Chapter 25
The next day, at noon, Tang Hao woke up leisurely. His head hurt a little, his whole body felt weak, and he didn't even have the strength to get up. He opened his eyes, gritted his teeth tightly and tried his best to get up, like a disabled person.

"Squeak."

The door of the room was pushed open suddenly, Lian'er walked into the room with the soup, saw Tang Hao's movements, and hurriedly called out: "My lord, don't move, the old man said that you must take a good rest these two days."

Putting down the soup, Lian'er walked quickly to the bedside, and gently pressed Tang Hao's body that was about to get up with her small hands.

"Hu Lian'er, me, my body"

Tang Hao was worried. He remembered that he was poisoned, and then passed out. Then he seemed to hit Bei Qianshan in a sneak attack, and he couldn't remember what happened after that. When he woke up, he was already in this state, unable to move. I can't move, my body is weak, and I am no different from a disabled person.

Lian'er smiled slightly and said: "Young master, don't worry, you're fine. Your body needs to be recuperated for two days. The old man has spent a lot of energy in order to treat you. You must not let the old man down and make him work for nothing."

"Oh, the old man is the master of the eldest brother, old man Wang."

Seeing Tang Hao's blank face, Lian'er quickly explained that when Lian'er woke up, she was already here. After she met Xiao Ran, she knew that this place was a branch of the Beggar Gang. They were rescued by the disciples of the Beggar Gang that day. .

Tang Hao understood in his heart that it was Mr. Wang who came in person. It seems that Mr. Wang also knew that someone secretly wanted to plot against him, or plot against Xiao Ran. No matter what, this was a matter involving the beggar gang. The plot of the secret person was not small .

Otherwise, he wouldn't have tried his best to arrange such a good show, and maybe he was behind the scenes about the banker.

"My lord, come, drink the medicine." Lian'er came to the bedside with the soup, her gentle and virtuous appearance was so lovely, she looked like a wife.

Tang Hao looked at Lian'er, his heart was very warm. It was such a warm and beautiful picture that the beloved woman could still be by his side after going through such a tragedy.

Without saying a word, Tang Hao obediently drank the soup that Lianer fed him spoonful by spoonful. Lianer was fed happily, and Tang Hao drank happily. The two of them quickly finished the bowl of soup like this up.

It happened that Xiao Ran just arrived at this time, as soon as he came in, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Second brother."

"Big brother."

Tang Hao struggled to get up, Xiao Ran quickly stepped forward to support Tang Hao, and slowly leaned Tang Hao against the bed.

"Slow down, slow down."

Seeing Tang Hao's appearance at this time, Xiao Ran felt very uncomfortable. As the eldest brother, he did not protect his younger brother well, and Xiao Ran blamed himself very much.

"It's okay, big brother. I'm just out of strength. I'll be fine after two days of recuperation." Tang Hao smiled slightly, speaking weakly. He still drank a bowl of soup, otherwise he didn't even have the strength to speak just now, and the injury was serious. It took a lot of effort to heal him well.

"That's good, that's good." Xiao Ran nodded reassuringly.

"Listen to Lianer."

As soon as Tang Hao opened his mouth, he felt that his breath was not enough, his chest kept rising and falling, and his mouth and nose kept breathing and panting.

"Young master, don't worry." Lian'er said with some reproach, her tone was quite concerned.

Tang Hao smiled and nodded slightly, at this moment Xiao Ran asked: "Second brother, what do you want to say?"

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, for me." Tang Hao said softly, and Xiao Ran chuckled: "Okay, big brother will tell you, you rest first, big brother will go first."

Tang Hao nodded slightly, and Xiao Ran got up and left with a smile. In fact, his injury was not serious, and he needed to recuperate. Fortunately, his master came, and he could rest for a while with peace of mind.

In Master Zhikong's room, Mr. Wang Lun Wang was talking with Zhikong at this time. Zhikong always admired Wang Lun, and this time he was rescued by Mr. Wang Lun. Zhikong felt that he was extremely lucky.

"Senior Wang, I'm so polite, thank you, Senior Wang, for saving me this time." Zhikong clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, very respectful. To Zhikong, Wang Lun was his senior, but he was actually a disciple in terms of seniority.

Standing in front of Zhikong, Wang Lun was dressed in rags, his black and white hair was messy, and his beard was very long. Whether viewed from a distance or up close, he was an old beggar through and through.

"No need to be too polite, old man, it seems that I haven't seen you for more than ten years. When I saw you back then, you were just a stunned young man. How come you are so bearded like you are now? How come the longer you grow, the more rough , you haven’t married a wife yet, how can you marry a wife like this, alas”

Zhikong was embarrassed, Mr. Wang was still so good at joking, he chuckled: "Senior Wang, this junior is a monk, how could he marry a wife, you are joking."

"Go, the one who hates is the monk. I think the old man and I were the most difficult to deal with. Every time I see him, I want to beat him. Unfortunately, we are tied every time. Alas, it has been more than 70 years. It’s over, the old bald man is dead or not?”

When a person gets old, he will miss the past very much, miss the past, and casual chatting can bring back his memories. No, Zhikong doesn't know how to answer the questions.

"Senior, that's the young monk's uncle, Dharma figure, and the uncle has passed away for many years." Zhikong said slowly.

Wang Lun sighed deeply, his face was full of sadness and memories.

"Passed away, Faxiang has been dead for so many years, old man, why am I still alive?" Wang Lun sighed, an old man who lived nearly a hundred years old, he really lived enough, but he was alive and kicking, healthy and healthy. Very soon, all the affairs of the beggar gang have been handed over to the elders and Xiao Ran, except for some major incidents, he doesn't care about the rest.

But this time he was angry, someone wanted to use him to mess up the world, or even use the entire gang of beggars, so he had to show up. It's a pity that he was a step late, but fortunately Xiao Ran and the others were safe and sound, and they were still arrested. Arrived at Beiqian Mountain.

Zhikong said: "Senior Wang, you just need to be satisfied with your life in this world, and you don't need to be attached to other things. Besides, everyone will die, sooner or later."

"That's what Fa Pingnian told me. Haha, I think back then the world was much more lively than it is now. At that time, there were no so-called five masters. Some were the Xuanyin sect who dominated the martial arts. The master's martial arts were unfathomable and invincible in the world. "

"Don't talk about it, don't talk about it, it's an old story."

Wang Lun shook his head slightly, waved his right hand, and stopped talking about the past, as if there was something in the past that he didn't want to mention back then.

Wang Lun got up slightly and left. Zhikong looked at the slightly sad Wang Lun without saying a word. He knew that it was not the time for him to speak at this time. Senior Wang Lun was immersed in his own world, so Zhikong couldn't bear to disturb him.

"Amitabha."

Zhikong let out a long sigh, all the emotions are contained in these four words.

Xuanyinzong, Zhikong also understands a little bit, more than 70 years ago, no, it should be more than 90 years ago, the world was turbulent, Xuanyinzong dominated the martial arts.

The evil way is strong, but the righteous way is weak, many martial arts sects have turned to the Xuanyin sect one after another, the rivers and lakes and the country are in chaos, the people are in dire straits, and the country will not be able to survive.

However, it was also in that turbulent era that the rivers and lakes and the country emerged in large numbers. The five masters came from that era, and the founding emperor of Song State who unified the Central Plains also rose in that era.

(End of this chapter)