Chapter 20 Longquan
It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are occasional cool breezes even in southern Zhejiang.

In the Shuiyue Nunnery in the west of Longquan County, southern Zhejiang Province, there are dense pines and cypresses, and the camphor trees stand tall. In a quiet room, the nunnery master Qingxiao Shitai and Yiqing sat beside him, and Zheng Gui looked at the five long swords on the table with a smile on his face. , Liang Qi and other disciples stood behind the three of them, and beside the six lay disciples of the Hengshan School, there were seven or eight nuns in their twenties.

Shuiyue Nunnery has its own martial arts inheritance, and it is also of the same line of martial arts. Although the master of the nunnery, Master Qingxiao, is not a disciple of the Hengshan School, he has close ties with the Hengshan School. Although he is called a friend of Buddhism, he is actually the master of the Hengshan School.

After Zheng Gui, Yiqing and his party arrived at Shuiyue Nunnery last night, Master Qingxiao immediately arranged a room for everyone to rest, and also sent disciples to wait on them, and prepared medicinal materials, fast food and water.

Knowing that the Haisha gang dared to attack Zheng Gui and Yiqing, Master Qingxiao was furious, and immediately sent a letter to Jiaxing Pharmacist Liuli'an to inform Dingyi.

On the third day, Zheng Gui, Yiqing and other good students all looked radiant after a rest. After dinner in the morning, Zheng Gui proposed to Master Qingxiao that he wanted a Longquan sword.

The Master of the Upper Court asked, Master Qing Xiao naturally did not dare to neglect, and immediately sent his disciples to fetch the five Longquan swords hidden in the nunnery.

Seeing Zheng Gui kept looking at the sword on the table, Master Qingxiao said with a smile: "Master Determination, please take a look, this is my Shuiyue Temple's collection for a hundred years, and all five Longquan swords are as sharp as iron. Treasures of mud."

Reluctantly, Zheng Gui withdrew his gaze, raised his hand to this thirties-year-old nephew Qing Xiao, and said, "Thank you so much, nephew Qing Xiao."

As Zheng Gui said, he stretched out his hand and picked up a sword. Seeing that there was still some dust on the quaint scabbard, he knew that it had indeed been a long time.

Pulling out the sword blade, a white light flashed in the room, Master Qing Xiao, Yi Qing and others felt a sudden chill in the room, making them unable to help but want to tighten their clothes.

"It really is a good sword!"

Yiqing also got up and picked up one, drew out the sword and looked at the cold light piercing to the bones, the blade was like frost, and couldn't help admiring.

Master Qing Xiao got up with a smile and said, "It's just as well that Uncle Ding Xing and Senior Sister Yi Qing like it, and it's not in vain for us to keep it for decades. Today's sword is no longer dusty, and it's just right."

Zheng Gui pulled out the sword body completely, flicked the spine of the sword lightly, the sound of "buzzing" was endless, he put the sword back into the sheath, and said: "We have the sword of Shuiyue Temple, let's go to the Haisha Gang to take revenge No more worries, thank you."

Yiqing also put away her swords and gave the other three to the three lay disciples with the worst martial arts, saying: "It's just that I have taken the treasures from your nunnery and wronged Senior Sister Qingxiao."

"Uncle Master, you are welcome. Shuiyue Temple and Hengshan have the same spirit, and they are friends of the same religion. In addition, my master has also listened to Buddhism under the compassionate master. Even though the martial arts are different, they are still disciples of the same sect. Rise and fall, honor and disgrace are the top priority, how can a poor nun take pity on mere foreign things?"

Master Qingxiao waved his hands again and again, and Zheng Gui remembered that his group of seven had encountered three groups of pursuers with Xu Mengqing's ashes on the way to the south, and fought five times. Finally, the residual poison was eliminated and the recovery was as before, and the resentment towards Haisha Gang and Yun Wuchao in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

Not taking their seats anymore, Zheng Gui looked at Yiqing and the others, and said, "It's getting late, we have to go back to Hangzhou City to discuss an explanation, so we won't disturb Master Qing Xiao and their Qingxiu?"

For many days, Yiqing, Liang Qi and other six girls had regarded the decisive Zheng Gui as their backbone, and they all agreed in unison.

After exchanging a few words of greetings, Zheng Gui, Yiqing and the others left Shuiyue Nunnery neatly dressed, carrying dry food, and headed north with great fanfare.

Three days later, Zheng Gui, Yiqing, Liang Qi and other disciples, whose monk robes were already stained with dried purple-black blood, walked to the south bank of the Qiantang River. Looking around, they could vaguely see the West Lake mountains on the north bank, as well as the countless mountains on the river. Ten large and small ships came through the waves.

Dozens of disciples of Haisha Gang with sharp knives were standing on each boat at this time. In the three days when Zheng Gui and his party got the Longquan sword and went north, they had killed more than 30 Haisha Gang masters, and they clearly let go , is to pick the Haisha Gang and kill Yun Wuchao to avenge Xu Mengqing.

Relying on the seven-man sword array and the power of the extremely sharp Longquan sword in his hand, Zheng Gui and his party can block and kill people without any obstacles. Seven people were surrounded and killed in front of the Qiantang River.

At the beginning of Zheng Gui's trip down the mountain, he still had the mentality of traveling and gaining insights, and he did not expect to be poisoned and intercepted by the Haisha Gang, but because he was in charge of eating plain noodles at the market, everyone was stunned The poison caused Haisha to help his disciples hunt them down, and almost all of them were planted by the Qiantang River. If he hadn't gotten involved, maybe Yiqing would be able to make the decision by himself, and he wouldn't eat at that market, so the poisoning wouldn't happen Follow up.

Zheng Gui has always felt guilty towards Xu Mengqing, thinking that he indirectly killed her, so he eagerly wants to avenge her by killing her, and at the same time, it is also to deter and revenge the Haisha Gang.

Looking at the mighty Haisha gang on the river, Zheng Gui was full of excitement, and he asked in a deep voice: "Yiqing, Liang Qi, are you six afraid?"

After many days of getting along, all the girls became more resolute, Yiqing remained silent, while Liang Qi and the others said loudly: "Don't be afraid!"

Zheng Gui laughed, and said: "Make a good sword formation, let's kill a lot today!"

Yiqing's face was distressed, she wanted to dissuade her uncle, but when she thought of his appearance when he killed someone, she became inexplicably afraid, she didn't dare to say what she said, and could only obey silently.

Zheng Gui saw the mighty fleet and arrived at the shore in an instant. Hundreds of gang members surrounded the seven of them with sharp knives but did not make a move. He grinned and said, "What? Are you afraid of the poor monk? Call you Gang leader Yun came in person, this matter is between us and him, he dare not come in person, but wants you to die in vain, how can he be worthy of being the leader of a gang?"

Although Zheng Gui's skill is not very deep, but the riverside is silent at this time, these words were clearly sent to everyone's ears under the blessing of internal strength.

Sure enough, after hearing Zheng Gui's words, the Haisha Gang members all looked left and right, obviously they were frightened by Zheng Gui's ruthless methods and did not dare to rush forward.

At this time, the hearts of the disciples of the Haisha Gang were fluctuating. If there were no heavyweights to come out to take command, they would be destroyed by Zheng Gui.

Yun Wuchao, who was hiding behind his disciple, scolded Zheng Gui for being shrewd, so he jumped out of the crowd with a sneer, and said, "Master, how are you a monk? You killed more than 50 members of my Haisha gang for no reason within seven days. Go to your head and the leader of the left alliance to judge, why are you looking for me to commit murder again?"

Zheng Gui sneered and said, "Ghost in the tide, don't bother me anymore. How can my nephew Xu Mengqing die? You sent people to assassinate us with poisonous salt, and then sent people to intercept and kill them all the way. You should think that today, since you dare to show your face, then give it your head!"

Zheng Gui didn't talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes when he said that, he took a step and swung his sword and used a rare killing move in Hengshan swordsmanship.

"Golden Needle Crossing Tribulation!"

The tip of the sword stabbed Pingping out, and it reached Yun Wuchao's chest in an instant.

(End of this chapter)

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