The Beacon of Kyushu

The little Taoist priest shook his head, covered his chest with his hands, and subconsciously leaned towards the window. The money-hungry man stomped his feet hard, causing the passenger ship to sway a few times. He stretched out his big hand and said, "What treasure are you hiding in your arms? Give it to me quickly!"

"First of all... although our master said, 'It is rare to find something that is cheap, so that the people will not steal it', but... you can't bully the little Taoist over and over again!" The little Taoist priest is not afraid that they will hurt him. He was still afraid to talk to strangers. Not only did he stutter his words, but his face was full of fear.

The money-grubbing man sneered, "Haha, Calf Nose, it turns out you're not mute! It's okay if you don't give me the thing, but you have to chat with us. If we talk about my temper, I can let you go!"

The little Taoist priest said shyly: "What...what are you talking about?"

The lustful man laughed and said: "What are we talking about? Let's talk about how to kill people, how to set fires, and how to play with women! If you can tell Zi Wu Mao You, we will recognize you as our friend, and naturally we won't steal your things anymore!" "

When the little Taoist priest heard this, he suddenly became at a loss and just shook his head. Seeing his expression, the three people all burst out laughing, and the money-greedy man even said: "Xiao Niuzi, since you don't want to chat with us, please hand over what you have in your arms! Otherwise I won't be polite to you!"

The fat man also said: "Yes, you were so happy just now, why are you so stingy now? Do you think this Master Wu is easy to mess with?"

The little Taoist priest reluctantly reached into his arms and took out a Bagua mirror made of gold. The sun shines on the Bagua mirror, and the mirror body emits shining golden light. The mirror surface is so bright that people can't open their eyes. He held the mirror tightly in his hand and refused to hand it over without saying anything.

Although the three scoundrels' eyes hurt from the glare of the treasure, they all clapped their hands and laughed excitedly. Immediately, their six big hands stretched out, all eager to grab the precious mirror into their hands. But before their hands could reach the treasured mirror, they suddenly felt an evil wind behind them, and they were so frightened that they quickly turned around.

I saw the girl in purple standing behind the three of them at some unknown moment. She hit the young fat man's chest with her right palm, and grabbed the wooden sword in his hand with her left hand, her movements as fast as the wind. Before the fat man could react, the wooden sword in his hand had been taken away, and his fat body flew out with the mighty force of his palm, smashing the cabin board heavily and falling straight into the vast river.

The two big men were shocked. One hurriedly punched him, and the other kicked him with all his strength. The girl in purple swayed slightly, snatched the fly whisk, and used the opportunity to knock the lecherous man into the river.

But she was seriously injured, so her movements were naturally not as flexible as before. Although she subdued the lustful man with one move, she was punched in the back by the money-grubbing man. Although the money-hungry man's martial arts skills were unusually strong, he was still a man, and his fists were quite powerful. He immediately hit the girl in purple until her wound burst open and blood gushed out. The girl in purple showed no fear, turned around and knocked the money-greedy man to the ground with one strike, and then kicked him into the water.

When the boatman saw that this girl had defeated three thugs who had been domineering for a long time with just three punches and two kicks, the boatman looked at her with awe and thought to himself, "If this girl is to eliminate harm for the people, that would be the best, but... If she tries to take advantage of others, I will be in bad luck today!"

The girl in purple ignored the boatman, but handed the wooden sword and whisk to the little Taoist priest, and said disdainfully: "You little Taoist priest are too weak! If you were not lucky enough to meet me today, I don't see what you will do." end!"

But before she could finish her words, she suddenly felt that the ship was shaking violently and might capsize at any time. She hurriedly looked at the bow of the boat and saw that the three scoundrels were good at water. One of them was holding the left side of the boat, and the other two were holding the right side of the boat, trying hard to overturn the boat.

The purple-clothed girl's willow eyebrows stood upright, her almond-shaped eyes widened, she accumulated internal strength in her palms, and strode towards the bow of the ship. But her wound had already burst, and now she applied too much force, causing the blood to flow out even more fiercely. She felt her eyes darken and fell to the ground. Just before she fainted, she seemed to see the little Taoist priest slowly getting up and walking calmly to the bow of the ship...

A few hours later, Nan'an Lang Ze watched.

The midday sun shines through the courtyard wall and directly into the window lattice, illuminating the clean room quite brightly. The girl in purple clothes is lying on the couch with her eyes closed. There is also a middle-aged female crown standing next to the couch with a very kind face. She held a whisk in her hand, stared at the girl in purple, and recited the curse to extend life and save evil in a low voice.

After an unknown amount of time, the girl in purple slowly opened her eyes. She saw that the purple clothes covered with blood on her body had been replaced by a brand new purple clothes, and the several wounds no longer bled. She didn't even feel any pain, but felt a slight chill.

The girl in purple hurriedly looked at the Taoist nun in front of her and said gratefully: "Thank you so much for saving me. Without you, I'm afraid I would have died at the hands of those rogues!" Seeing that she had woken up, the middle-aged female crown said with a smile. : "Girl, you finally woke up. It's really God's mercy. You don't have to thank me for what happened in the morning. If you want to thank me, just thank the Little Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain."

The purple-clothed girl was stunned, "Little Celestial Master? Could it be Zhang Xubai, the son of an upright Celestial Master and known as the 'Quiet Taoist Master' in the world?"

The middle-aged female crown said: "Yes, the girl is very knowledgeable."

The girl in purple asked puzzledly: "Could it be that he saved me here?"

The middle-aged female crown nodded, "He not only saved you, but also gave you a prescription. Without him, I'm afraid the girl's luck today would be unpredictable."

The girl in purple pointed to the purple clothes on her body and said, "What about this dress? He didn't buy it for me too, right?"

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "Yes, this is the dress he bought for you."

The girl in purple clothes was slightly surprised, "What! I have never seen this little heavenly master. How could he know my size? But no matter what, he is indeed kind to me. Where is he now? I want to see him face to face." Thank you very much.”

The middle-aged woman said: "Although he saw that the girl was seriously injured, there was no fear of her life, so he prescribed medicine for you, bought clothes, and then left. He has been gone for nearly an hour now."

The purple-clothed girl pondered for a moment, then asked again: "After talking for a long time, I forgot to ask you for your Taoist name. I don't know how to call you? What is your relationship with the Little Heavenly Master?"

The middle-aged female crown hesitated for a moment and then said: "Pindao's name is Jing'an Sanren, his family name is Deng, and he is the owner of Langzeguan. Pindao visited the Central Plains a few years ago and was lucky enough to meet the little Celestial Master at Longhu Mountain. He has learned some Taoism and Qihuang techniques on demand, so he can be considered an old acquaintance."

The girl in purple heard her name from Jing'an Sanren and subconsciously said: "I see, my name is Murong Yunyao, I am from the Song Dynasty..." She wanted to say that she was the daughter of Murong Yanzhao, the founder of the Song Dynasty, but suddenly she remembered that the Song Dynasty and the Qu Yue is an enemy country. If he rashly reveals his identity, it will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble. He hurriedly swallowed what he had not finished.

When Jing'an Sanren heard that the other party was from the Song Dynasty, they didn't seem to care too much. They just said: "Miss Murong, you are seriously injured and need to rest. Don't be too tired. There are still some things that need to be dealt with in Pindao Temple. After I finish handling them, I will go and help you." Make another batch of medicine."

Murong Yunyao waved her hands and forced herself to sit up, "Xiangu, you don't have to worry about me anymore. You have been kind to me, and I will repay this kindness in the future. I have something urgent to do now, so I will take my leave!" "

Jing'an Sanren hurriedly said: "Miss Murong, your injury has not recovered yet, why are you leaving in a hurry? Is it because you think the view is too simple?"

Murong Yunyao shook her head, "No, but I really have something urgent to do, and I can't waste a moment. I'm afraid it will be too late if I don't leave now!" As she spoke, she slowly got off the ground, feeling that although her body was still He was a little weak, but his injuries had recovered seven to eight points, and he became more determined.

The people in Jing'an had no choice but to bow their heads and said: "Since Miss Murong has to leave, I can only wish you the blessings of the heavenly official!"

Murong Yunyao smiled, returned the gift imitating Jing'an Sanren, then walked out of the clean room in a few steps and disappeared in the blink of an eye. (End of chapter)