Traveling through the divine eagle: the first sword of Quanzhen

Chapter 6

"So it's Elder Lu from the Beggar Gang! I'm sorry, junior!" Li Qing greeted him slightly, and bowed as he spoke.

Although Lu Youjiao is a hero of the generation, his sense of presence is indeed not too high.Speaking of the leader of the beggar gang in the era of Shendiao, most people's first reaction is Huang Rong.

The existence of Lu Youjiao is often ignored.

But no matter what he is, he is also the elder of the beggar gang, and he will also be the leader of the beggar gang in the future.There are only advantages and no disadvantages in making friends with such people.

Moreover, although Lu Youjiao's martial arts were really bad, but he still had integrity, and he was as capable of being a hero as Ke Zhen'e.Lu Youjiao could still stand Li Qingwei's worship.

"Young hero, no courtesy!" Lu Youjiao hurried to work to help Li Qingwei.

"Elder Lu is not in the south of the Yangtze River assisting the leader of the Huang clan to handle the affairs of the beggar gang. Why is he here?" Li Qing asked after exchanging pleasantries.

Lu Youjiao is a high-ranking member of the Beggar Gang, and if an elder with real power appears nearby, something important must have happened.Li Qingwei didn't want to miss it.

Lu Youjiao replied: "I came here to look for the old leader Hong of my Beggar Sect. A few months ago, I heard that the old leader Hong appeared in Guanzhong, so I came here to look for it. Guanzhong is an important town in the north. Once you come here, you can Looking for the old gang leader Hong, and secondly, we can spy on some information about the Mongolian army."

Hearing that Hong Qigong was nearby, Li Qingwei suddenly became interested, and he hurriedly asked: "Nine-fingered god beggar, Old Master Hong? This junior has admired Senior Hong since he was a child, who is the same Five Masters as the Patriarch of Chongyang. I don't know that Elder Lu found it Old Clan Master Hong doesn’t have one, can you introduce this junior to Senior Hong?”

At this time, Lu Youjiao shook his head and said, "Hey~! When I came to Guanzhong, the old gang leader Hong had already left. I heard from the disciples in Shuzhong that the old gang leader Hong had already gone to Tibet."

Li Qingwei was a little bit disappointed, he didn't expect to see Hong Qigong this time, the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon was his dream of martial arts since he was a child, he wanted to meet Hong Qigong and ask him for advice, but he missed this time.

What's more, Qigong is still the master he admires the most, if he can meet Qigong now and learn the Dragon Subduing Palm, why go to Shaolin Temple again.

But it doesn't matter, Yang Guo will meet Hong Qigong in Huashan in a few years.It's not too late for him to go by then.

Seeing Li Qing's slightly disappointed look, Lu Youjiao comforted him, "You don't have to be like this, Taoism doesn't emphasize fate? When the old man finds old leader Hong, he will definitely recommend him to you."

"I didn't expect that Xiaodao and Old Clan Leader Hong would be so far apart, hey~! Xiaodao is going down the mountain to visit relatives at home in Luoyang. There is still a long way to go, so Xiaodao won't bother you much." Li Qingwei bowed his hands to Lu Youjiao to express his farewell .

As he spoke, he walked up to the corpse of the Mongolian warrior, and wrapped the biscuits and meat that Lu Youjiao had just loaded onto his body.Just as he was about to get on his horse and leave, Lu Youjiao grabbed him and said, "Leader, walk slowly!"

Li Qingwei didn't know, so he asked, "I don't know what advice Elder Lu has?"

Lu Youjiao groped around for a while among several Mongolian soldiers and Han translators, and found a lot of silver taels from them.

Then he tapped and handed them all to Li Qingwei, and then said: "Xiao Daoist, it's a long way to Luoyang. These are the people's fat and people's ointment collected by the Tartars. I hope the Xiaodao leader can use it for the people during this trip. Feel free to keep it, but this meat." Lu Youjiao hesitated to speak up to this point.

Li Qingwei asked in confusion: "Oh? Could Elder Lu want to respect the laws of the Mongolian Tartars and restrict the Han people from eating meat?"

At this moment, Lu Youjiao waved his hand quickly and said: "No! No! No! The Taoist leader misunderstood, the old man is not restricting the Taoist priest to eat meat, but the meat is not clean, the money here is a hundred taels, and there are still one or twenty taels left Broken gold. It’s enough for the trailhead to have a good food and clothing along the way, and Kuang rides on this Mongolian warhorse, and he can reach the town in less than an hour, and then the trailhead can buy some clean meat.”

Li Qingwei asked: "Could it be that Elder Lu poisoned this meat?"

Seeing Li Qingwei's question, Lu Youjiao was at a loss for words.

Immediately afterwards he sighed and said: "Since this is the case, I will tell the Taoist leader the truth. There is a hero in Guanzhong called 'Human Chef', and these meats are cooked by this hero. I dare not Tell the Taoist priest, just because he is afraid that the Taoist priest will feel disgusting."

Hearing this, Li Qingwei suddenly felt retched, but he held back.

In order to hide his embarrassment, Li Qing smiled.

His laughter startled Lu Youjiao, and just when Lu Youjiao was a little confused, Li Qingwei chanted, "Zhi Zhi eats the meat of the barbarians hungry, laughs and talks about thirsting for the blood of the Huns, and waits to clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning, facing the sky!"

After saying that, Li Qingwei got on the horse, and then said to Lu Youjiao, "Elder Lu! Farewell, junior! We will meet later." Saying that, he urged the horse to gallop away.

Lu Youjiao stood on the same spot and looked at Li Qingwei who was heading east, stretched out his thumb and said in admiration: "There are such young talents in Song Dynasty, why worry about the uncertainty of the Central Plains and the prosperity of the Han Dynasty?"

Although Li Qingwei was also amazed by his rhetoric, such things, after all, still hindered his moral and world outlook.

Coupled with the jolt of the horse, after running for about five or six miles, he vomited out unsatisfactorily.

He held the rein and tried to vomit under a tree. With a wow, he probably vomited out all the food he ate yesterday.

He wiped the tears from his eyes, picked up the water bag of the Mongolian horse, and rinsed his mouth.After adjusting my breathing, I finally felt better.

He leaned against the tree trunk, ignoring his own vomit next to him, panting continuously.

He untied the bag of cakes and threw out all the sauced meat inside. Even those biscuits that had been stained with sauced meat were all thrown by the side of the road.

With the breeze blowing, he finally recovered. He looked at the scimitar, bow and arrow on the horse, and at this glance, it could be seen that they were Mongolian war horses.

For unnecessary trouble, he dug a pit on the spot with a Mongolian saber, threw all the sauced meat and the Mongolian equipment into the pit, and buried it on the spot.

After doing all this, he set out on the road with peace of mind.

As for this Mongolian horse, it is also very ostentatious, but at present he needs a suitable foot strength.When you reach the town in front, you can dispose of it.

The previous Han interpreter did not lie. Li Qingwei did not meet any other Mongolian soldiers for dozens of miles.Except for the soldiers, he didn't even meet a few other common people.

The reason is very simple, of course it is the Mongolian horse under his crotch, and his costume of a Quanzhen Taoist priest.

Because Qiu Chuji, the real Changchun Master of Quanzhen Sect, once led [-] disciples to the desert to assist the Mongolian army.In the eyes of many Han people who don't know the truth, Quanzhen Sect and Mongols wear the same trousers, and many miscellaneous Taoist priests pretend to be Quanzhen Sect to help Mongolians oppress the people and tarnish the reputation of Quanzhen Sect.

In addition, the Mongols did not attack Zhongnan Mountain, but treated each other with courtesy, which further deepened the suspicion of the people.

Therefore, Li Qingwei's costume and the Mongolian horse under his crotch made many Han people stay away.

(End of this chapter)