Taiqing Sword

Chapter 267, chance encounter

Shangguan Jinghong stepped forward to comfort the old man. The old man picked up half a bag of white rice and staggered back home. The young man had returned to his girlish attire. When he saw the old man came back, he was overjoyed and ran up. Suddenly, he saw the old man covered in blood. He asked: "Grandpa, are you okay? What's the matter? Did those goddamn people beat you?"

The old man shook his head and said with a smile: "Granddaughter, it's okay. Those Persians were all killed by this gentleman. Grandpa beheaded the murderer who killed your parents and hung them on the flagpole!"

The girl was stunned for a moment, tears streaming down her face, and it took a long time before she stopped sobbing and knelt down in front of Shangguan Jinghong: "Thank you sir for your kindness."

Shangguan Jinghong quickly helped the girl up: "Don't thank me, it's not over yet, now I just killed the group of Persians who came to do evil, and some are hidden in the desert, this time I will definitely let them die without a place to bury them."

While the few people were talking, the old man's house was also surrounded by a group of villagers. The old man came out and said, "What are you doing?"

"Uncle Six, we have to thank the benefactor who saved us from the sea of ​​suffering."

The old man moved away when he heard the words, and a group of people rushed into the small courtyard which was not spacious at all, and they all knelt down in front of Shangguan Jinghong, even the old man said, "Thank you for your kindness, sir."

The two young men rushed out and kowtowed three times to Shangguan Jinghong without any explanation: "Mr. Please accept us as disciples. We must learn our skills and protect our family!"

Shangguan Jinghong was embarrassed for a while. It's not that he can't accept them, but he still has important matters to go to Persia. Even if he accepts them, he can't give them anything. At this time, Linghu hurried back: "Master, I have already asked clearly. Their lair is about [-] miles deep in the desert, there is an oasis, and there are probably more than a hundred bandits gathered."

Shangguan Jinghong nodded: "Since you have done it, let's uproot them."

Jue Xin took a step forward: "The old monks and brothers are not good at killing people, but Jue Zhi and I stayed here to teach these two young people martial arts for a few days. You go to kill the bandits, and then come back and wait for a round with me. Let's go together again. To Persia."

Shangguan Jinghong nodded slightly: "That's very good. In this case, according to the master's intention, the two of you should follow the two seniors to practice martial arts well. What you can do depends on your luck. Whether you can protect the village in the future, It depends on the hard work of the past few days."

The two young men nodded excitedly, and the girl also yelled: "I want to learn martial arts too."

Juexin smiled wryly: "Well, this old monk doesn't have martial arts for women, so it's really difficult."

Shangguan Jinghong turned his head and glanced at Linghu: "Linghu, you should stay here too, tell me the direction, and I will find it myself."

Linghu panicked: "No, master, it's too dangerous for you to go alone, in case there are experts..."

Shangguan Jinghong waved his hand: "Don't say any more, your cultivation is not as good as mine, if I am in danger, even if you go, you can't help me, so you should stay at ease, I haven't arrived in Persia yet, but listen to the old man It is said that when the grain was harvested, it was necessary to inquire in advance whether the villagers knew martial arts, even if they were masters, they would not be much higher."

Linghu had no choice but to hold back Shangguan Jinghong, so he had no choice but to agree, and pointed out the direction for Shangguan Jinghong, and Shangguan Jinghong flew away.

After flying for more than ten miles, Shangguan Jinghong slowed down. Firstly, Shangguan Jinghong was not in a hurry to rush to the Persian lair, and secondly, it would take some time for Juexin and others to teach martial arts. Shangguan Jinghong slowed down on purpose. up the speed.

Coincidentally, after walking a few miles, Shangguan Jinghong ran into a cavalry team. Seeing that the equipment should be with the people who attacked the village, Shangguan Jinghong suddenly felt hesitant, and walked up to the cavalry. The visitor saw Shangguan Jinghong dressed in Persian clothes and asked, "Hey, where are you from?"

Shangguan Jinghong said: "I came from it."

The Persian on the horse asked again: "Then have you ever passed by a village?"

Shangguan Jinghong pretended to be terrified: "Lu, passing by, the scene was so miserable, I didn't dare to stop at all, I ran here."

The Persian laughed: "It seems that Morka killed someone again."

"Who is Morka? It sounds like our Persian name."

"Well, that's right. Morka went to collect grain from the Central Plains people. It seems that the Central Plains people made him angry again. Hey, how many Central Plains people did Morka kill?"

Shangguan Jinghong smiled bitterly: "Although I don't know who Morka you are talking about, none of the people from the Central Plains died, and all the dead were Persians. There are more than 20 people, and none of them are left!"

The Persian was shocked when he heard the words: "Impossible, the people there don't know martial arts at all, how could they kill Morka."

"People in the village don't know martial arts, but a few foreigners came here. They were very powerful. I hid far away and watched them kill our people in a few moments, and even chopped off their heads and hung them on the flagpole. I didn't dare to get close, so I ran into the desert." Shangguan Jinghong patted his chest with lingering fear.

"Damn people from the Central Plains, follow me to kill them all." The Persian greeted his men and headed to the village.

Shangguan Jinghong hurriedly dissuaded: "Don't go, don't go, those Central Plains people are very powerful, if you go, you will die!"

The Persian was stunned for a moment, and his heart was almost dazzled by anger. Morka was dead, and he was similar in martial arts to Morka. Wouldn't it be death if he went there? "Hey, what's your name?"

"Oh, my name is Morbus, what about you?"

"Mopos? My name is Shi Billy. You are right. The Central Plains people are cunning. I was almost impulsive. Let's go, you go back to the stockade with me first, explain the situation to our big leader, and let the big leader send people to wipe out those people. A group of Central Plains people."

Shangguan Jinghong smiled coldly when he heard the words, he was waiting for your words, and quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, yes, go back and find some more helpers, and you must avenge Morka."

As Shi Billy said, he asked someone to lead a horse to Shangguan Jinghong, and Shangguan Jinghong got on the horse leisurely. Ever since he learned lightness kung fu, Shangguan Jinghong hadn't ridden a horse for a long time. Urging earlier, Shangguan Jinghong said: "Although I can ride a horse, I have been doing business in the Central Plains, and I seldom ride a horse. I am already a little rusty, so I walk a bit slower."

Shi Billy said helplessly: "At your speed, when will we reach the cottage."

Shangguan said in surprise, the more anxious you are, the slower I will be, and he said cheerfully: "I really want to go back to Persia to have a look. By the way, didn't the members of the Dark Council also come to the Central Plains?"

Shi Billy said with a smile: "Haha, the Dark Council is recruiting disciples, by the way, you don't know, our chief is a member of the Dark Council, not to mention in this desert, even in Persia, no one dares to provoke him." Our chief."

"Ah? No way, don't the enemies of the Dark Council dare to provoke them?"

(End of this chapter)