Under the sky

Chapter 342 Side Story: Burning Bones and Yang Ashes

Kunlun 33 years September autumn

The prayer beads scraped against the iron bars, making a constant, loud and deep clang, mixed in with the prisoners' screams, moans and low cries.The air was filled with a disgusting smell. In addition to the smell of feces and urine, there was also a strong smell of sourness and decay.

Ziqiu opened one of the iron doors, and there were tables and chairs inside.The monk sent him documents and maps.

There are no prison cells in Mujiazhuang. The town is only built by private individuals, not a sect, so there is no need to set up prison cells.But Mujiazhuang has a cellar for storing food, and the cellar has an iron gate to prevent theft. The food has been moved out long ago to make room for prisoners of war to be imprisoned and tortured.

"Help..." "I've tried everything!"... Ziqiu listened to some clues revealed in the screams, distinguishing the authenticity while reviewing the official documents. The nauseating smell and the dim light did not bother him. hinder.

Near noon, there was no sound coming from the cell next door. Ziqiu stopped writing, put away the last piece of official documents, and left the temporary prison.When he passed the outermost cell, a hand suddenly passed through the gap in the iron bars and grabbed his collar. His fist was swung like lightning. Ziqiu raised his hand and grabbed it, holding his fist firmly.

Yang Jingyao stared at Ziqiu with raised eyebrows. Old Beggar Peng was sitting on the ground with a piece of cloth wrapped around his shoulder. It was the arrow wound he sustained the day before.He looked at Zi Qiu and sneered: "Zhang Qiuchi is a talented person who is different from others. He works in a cell and even locks up friendly troops who help defend the city. What a damn talent."

Ziqiu ignored them, turned his gaze to the two Songshan disciples lying on the ground next to Old Beggar Peng, and asked his followers: "Why are there still Songshan disciples here?"

"Junior Brother Jue Zheng brought it when he entered the city the day before yesterday. Master Mu said that he would place it in..."

"Drag him out." Ziqiu ordered without hearing the explanation.

A disciple walked up quickly and whispered a few words in Ziqiu's ear. Ziqiu let go of Yang Jingyao's fist, opened the fingers holding his collar one by one, straightened the monk's clothes, and left the prison.

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Shen Huaiyou waited in the side hall of the Mu family for a long time.Old Beggar Peng and Yang Jingyao have been imprisoned for two days. This is the third time he has asked to see Ziqiu. Ziqiu refused the first two times because he was stationed in an important place and was busy with military affairs.He was worried about his two new friends, so as soon as he saw Ziqiu, he immediately came forward to bow to them.

"Master Ziqiu."

Ziqiu didn't reply, and there was dissatisfaction and hidden anger in his eyes.Shen Huaiyou could feel that Ziqiu was not friendly to him, just like Yang Jingyao when they first met, but Yang Jingyao was more disdainful, while Ziqiu's hostility was filled with anger.

This was also the reason why although he arrived in time when Yang Jingyao and Beggar Peng were arrested, he did not plead too much with Zi Qiu.This person is not easily angered, but if you anger him, the consequences will be disastrous, so it is better to step back and wait for his anger to subside.

The silence was like Ziqiu's threat to him. Although the situation was awkward, Shen Huaiyou was not going to give up.Seeing Prince Qingcheng bow his head might be what Ziqiu wanted. He thought that if Ziqiu refused to let him go, he would not come to see him.

"My two friends have no intention of causing trouble..." Shen Huaiyou said, politely and respectfully.

Ziqiu cut off the conversation and said, "You accidentally injured seven disciples?"

Shen Huai worriedly said hurriedly: "Misunderstanding, they are all lay disciples, Brother Yang didn't recognize them."

Ziqiu asked: "Is it a misunderstanding to injure the six monk soldiers who came to help?"

Shen Huaiyou was very embarrassed: "The two of them helped Master Mu defend the city. They had no credit but hard work."

"The reason why they are not dead yet is because you said they are your friends. Mr. Shen, you represent Qingcheng. This is the respect the poor monk has for Qingcheng." Zi Qiu said, "But the poor monk hopes Mr. Shen understands, Respect comes only once, especially at this juncture. The poor monk does not want any outsiders to interfere with all measures within Shaolin, and the poor monk hopes that the two of them will leave Mujiazhuang as soon as possible."

Shen Huai bowed worriedly to express his understanding.

Ziqiu turned around and said, "Half of Mr. Shen's entourage died in Feng County while protecting the city. The poor monk feels deeply guilty. The current war is in chaos and there is no time to divide the troops. In a few days, the poor monk will send someone to escort Mr. Shen back to Qingcheng."

Shen Huai said worriedly: "Don't bother, Shen can do it himself..."

Ziqiu interrupted him again: "The poor monk is not discussing with Mr. Shen."

Shen Huaiyou couldn't help but be stunned.Ziqiu ignored the Qingcheng Crown Prince and turned around to leave.

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"Fuck, we're finally out!" The sun was shining brightly outside the warehouse, and Old Beggar Peng squinted his eyes and opened his palms to protect himself from the sun.

Yang Jingyao looked towards the street, which was in a mess. A group of ten monk soldiers patrolled back and forth, and the rest of the monk soldiers searched for food in the house.Two monk soldiers pushed a grain cart past the warehouse. A middle-aged woman followed them and kept pleading, calling her senior brother one after another, asking only to leave a bowl of rice for her child.

Yang Jingyao was very angry and was about to come forward to argue. Old Beggar Peng grabbed him and said, "Detaining him once is not enough. Do you want to be imprisoned a second time?"

Shen Huai said worriedly: "There will be no second time. If you do it again, Ziqiu will definitely kill you to enforce military law."

Mujiazhuang was able to hold on, but the situation was only worse than before.The Mu family was rich and had packed up their belongings and left the city as early as the first day, but where could the maids, nurses, servants, servants, and tenant farmers escape?As soon as Ziqiu's team entered the city, they searched for food and beat them if they resisted. Yang Jingyao was so angry that he fought with the monk soldiers. Old Beggar Peng broke up the fight and was imprisoned in a warehouse.

Yang Jingyao said angrily: "They scrape the ground as soon as they come. What kind of fucking monk are they?!"

Old Beggar Peng said: "New monks. You see, most of these monks have freshly shaved heads, and they are still very shiny."

Yang Jingyao was stunned for a moment, but upon closer inspection, he realized that what Old Beggar Peng said was true.

Shen Huaiyou said: "These are all from Ziqiumen, and they were ordained just a few days ago."

Old Beggar Peng said with a smile: "In the past, people were divided into noble and inferior, but now even monks are distinguished."

Yang Jingyao gritted his teeth and turned his head away.Old Beggar Peng looked around and asked, "Don't worry about the new monk and the old monk. Where did the compassionate monk go?"

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Juezheng knelt outside the hall of Mujiazhuang, his lips were pale and his spirit was listless, and he kept reciting scriptures in a low voice.

The sound of arguments between Zhidu and Zhiwu could be heard in the hall.

"Scraping the land and killing prisoners of war, how many people have been harmed along the way. Are we the Shaolin Temple or the horse bandits?"

"Mujiazhuang almost fell. Fortunately, Ziqiu made a quick decision and came with Qingqi, otherwise the place would have been gone."

"So what if we capture Mujiazhuang? It's just a siege. The Taishan faction prisoners said that the Songtai coalition army will arrive in two days. There will be at least more than 1000 people. We only have a few people. We have no food and reinforcements inside and outside. Can we hold it?" "

As they talked, the two came to the door and found that Juezheng was still kneeling. Zhiwu hurriedly helped him up: "Why are you still here?"

Juezheng's legs were too weak to stand up, and he murmured advice: "Those are hundreds of lives. Uncle Tai, it is unlucky to kill prisoners... I, the Buddha, have mercy, please persuade Uncle Ziqiu to be open-minded and imprison him." They’re just fine.”

Zhidu said: "We are not the ones making the decision now, so it will be useless no matter how long we kneel."

Awakening looked at Zhiwu and said, "Uncle Grandmaster, you are Uncle Ziqiu's master. Please advise him."

Zhiwu shook his head and said nothing.

Suddenly he heard a voice saying: "The prisoners were executed at noon today, and they are all dead now." Juezheng was startled, and looked back, and it was Ziqiu who came.

He knelt all night. His legs were already numb and his body was even weaker. He felt dizzy and fell forward. Ziqiu reached out to catch him.Juezheng felt Ziqiu's solid and powerful arms lift him up tightly, and five fingers pinched his arm tightly. He managed to stand up straight and whispered: "My Buddha is compassionate..."

Ziqiu asked coldly: "Why did you save the Songshan disciples?"

Awakening replied: "The poor monk is a great master."

"Before doctor, you are a Shaolin disciple first."

"Before I was a Shaolin disciple, I was also a disciple of Buddha. My Buddha is compassionate and all living beings are equal."

"You are right, the Buddha's compassion means that all living beings are equal, so the Buddha will not favor Shaolin, so who can help Shaolin?"

Ziqiu raised his hand, and Zhiwu on the side was shocked, thinking that his apprentice was going to kill him again, but Ziqiu just bent down to tidy up the messy monk's clothes for Awakening. While smoothing the monk's clothes, he said: "I'll take care of the two men in the cell." The Songshan disciples were also killed."

Awakening was stunned.A pair of strong hands pressed his shoulders, Ziqiu leaned over and whispered in his ear: "You are a good doctor, I respect you."

Every word was sonorous and powerful, like an instruction, more like an order. The voice was not loud, but it contained anger.

"Now take your mercy and get out of my battlefield."

Juezheng walked out of the Mu family's mansion in a daze, but he was unable to save the lives of more than a hundred people.When he raised his eyes, Shen Huaiyou, Old Beggar Peng, and Yang Jingyao were all waiting at the door. He stumbled, and Old Beggar Peng shouted: "Be careful! Look at you like this, I'm really afraid you'll fall to death."

Juezheng said happily: "Have you been released?" After saying this, his eyes went dark.

When Awakening woke up again, he was lying on the stage in the inn where they had dined.He groaned, and Old Beggar Peng laughed and said, "I finally woke up."

He sat up and took the tea from Shen Huaiyou. After drinking three cups in a row, he felt a little more energetic. He looked around and saw that except for Shen Huaiyou and others, the shopkeeper, waiter and troupe were no longer there.

"I'm fine, poor monk." Juezheng clasped his hands together, "I'm just a little tired."

"It's okay." Old Beggar Peng said, "Brother Yang and I are leaving."

Juezheng was surprised: "You're leaving now?"

Old Beggar Peng winked at the door and looked over, seeing a carriage parked at the door of the inn.Yang Jingyao said: "Master Ziqiu doesn't like us, so we just want to wait for Master to wake up and say goodbye to you."

Shen Huai said worriedly: "Not only that, Master Ziqiu also ordered the village to be abandoned. Anyone who has not left before noon tomorrow will be killed."

Juezheng was startled, and regardless of his weakness, he stood up and came to the door.The Mu family has been built by three generations. On the wide and neat streets, there is nothing but abandoned debris and the carriage. In a small town that was full of people two days ago, now only the quiet wind brings the dust of shaving. .

It's so quiet, as quiet as an empty city. In fact, there are really no people around. If it weren't for the patrols of monk soldiers, this place would be like a luxurious dead city.

"Why is this?" Juezheng asked, "Where are the people in the village going to live?"

Shen Huaiyou couldn't answer and just shook his head.

Old Beggar Peng said: "I find it strange that I managed to defend Mujiazhuang and then abandoned it. Besides, if Mujiazhuang is abandoned, where are these monks planning to go?"

Shen Huai asked worriedly: "Could it be that you are going to Shaoshi Mountain to help Shaolin?"

Old Beggar Peng said, "Are you taking risks? With such a small number of people, there is no danger to defend. I think there is not enough food and grass. Taishan sent reinforcements to kill them. Can you eat the newly cooked dumplings while they are hot?"

Shen Huaiyou didn't know what Ziqiu was planning, so he still couldn't answer.

Juezheng asked: "Does Shen Shi want to go back to Qingcheng?"

Shen Huai said worriedly: "Master Ziqiu asked me to stay."

Old Beggar Peng winked again: "Why don't you hide in the car and follow us?"

Shen Huaiyou shook his head: "Master Ziqiu will not harm my life. If I leave with you, I'm afraid you will have to pay for it if I am caught."

Yang Jingyao said worriedly: "I don't trust you staying here."

Shen Huai smiled sadly and said, "As Brother Yang said, Shen's trip was not in vain."

Old Beggar Peng asked Juezheng: "What about you, will you come with us?"

Awakening clasped his hands together and said, "This is a battlefield, and there are many wounded and sick people who need poor monks."

Old Beggar Peng smiled and said, "I knew you would say this. That's fine, monk, take care of yourself."

Juezheng said: "The two benefactors acted chivalrously and righteously, and their blessings are endless. They should be rewarded with good things."

Old Beggar Peng said with a smile: "In this world, just be a hero and do justice and don't die violently. Don't think about blessings."

Yang Jingyao respected this living Bodhisattva who saved lives and healed the wounded.Patting Awakening on the shoulder: "Master, take care."

Shen Huai said with a sad smile: "The four of us met by chance. Although it only lasted three days, we have gone through hardships together. I hope we can meet again someday."

Old Beggar Peng laughed loudly: "I'm afraid it's not easy to be far away." He said and climbed onto the carriage.

Yang Jingyao rode the horse, said "please", picked up the reins, and the carriage drove slowly.

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After leaving Mujiazhuang, there were people along the way. Ziqiu ordered everyone in the village to leave, but he was not allowed to take even a grain of rice out of Mujiazhuang. No matter how Shen Huaiyou and Mu Qing pleaded for these people, Ziqiu was indifferent. .

The people supported the old and the young, looking exhausted. They had nothing but clothes and no luggage. Behind them, there were monks, soldiers and lay disciples constantly urging them.They walked helplessly, not knowing where they were going. They used to be slaves, servants, and the poorest people in the Mu family village. Now they are only poorer than before.

Yang Jingyao looked back and saw Ziqiu standing on the city wall, his expression unclear, but he must have looked indifferent.He frowned and gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do. He knew he couldn't help anyone.

Old Beggar Peng kicked him in the carriage and woke him up: "Don't be so annoying, either you leave quickly or I will drive!"

He couldn't help, and no matter how much he looked, it was useless. Yang Jingyao knew what Old Beggar Peng meant, so he whipped the horse whip hard, and the carriage accelerated south.

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The setting sun hangs on the west wall of the city.

Mu Qing likes to take walks like this occasionally.When Mujiazhuang was just completed, he looked at the small town that had taken three generations of people over twenty years of hard work to build. He was extremely proud to see the neat courtyards and smooth roads.He held running tables and helped the poor. In seven days, he visited every street and every courtyard in the city.

After that, he got into the habit of walking, sometimes to the east of the city, sometimes to the west of the city, not sure which way to take.At first, everyone they met on the road would call him "Sir". Over time, except for the new servants, everyone was not surprised by him. At most, they would put down their work and nod to him, and Mu Qing did not feel dissatisfied.

In the past few years, there have been no bandits in Mujiazhuang. At most, there are only some servants and maids who engage in petty theft. Life is really stable.It's only been a few years... Mu Qing lowered his head, not daring to look up at the street.

This would be his last city tour. Mu Qing had thought that with the Mu family's financial resources, it would not be a problem to maintain this small town for three to fifty years, or even longer, but he never expected that he would watch the Mu family build brick by brick since he was a child. Zhuang declined so quickly.

"Master Mu." A voice came from behind.Mu Qing turned around and saw Shen Huaiyou and Juezheng approaching. He nodded and the three of them walked side by side on the deserted street.

Mu Qing asked: "You two haven't left the city yet?"

Shen Huaiyou could understand Mu Qing's mood and said, "I came here specifically to find Master Mu. I'm afraid there are only three of us left in the Mu Village."

Mu Qing smiled bitterly and looked at the city wall: "More than 100 years ago, the Mu family was the richest man in Henan. During King Nu's uprising, the Mu family donated money and food. Who knew... Thirty years after the Battle of Hongxia Pass, people died of hunger everywhere. . The Mu family has been rich, failed, and rich again. They all say that they saw him building a tall building and then seeing his building collapse, but they never expected that not only the building would collapse, but the city would also collapse."

Awakening and clasping hands together: "The four great elements are essentially empty, and the five aggregates do not exist, but are just the combination of causes and conditions. There is something, nothing, nothing, nothing, all like the bubbles of a dream, without joy or sorrow."

Shen Huaiyou said awkwardly: "Master Awakening, you'd better stop comforting others."

Juezheng also realized that what he said was inappropriate. In the current drastic changes, how could he let it go so easily? Isn't this a sarcastic remark?Then he said: "Amitabha, the poor monk just keeps silent."

Mu Qing sighed: "I wish I had the wisdom of the master to treat Mu's Village as a fake, pick it up and put it down."

Awakening praised: "With the thought of cause and effect, if Lord Mu Zhuang has this thought, he will definitely gain the root of wisdom and get close to the Buddha in the next life."

Shen Huaiyou complained: "Master."

Juezheng hurriedly said: "The poor monk is forbidden to speak. He is forbidden to speak."

Shen Huaiyou knew that comfort was useless, so he only advised Mu Qing: "It's getting late, Master Mu, please leave the city."

Mu Qing said, "I still have some things to do."

Shen Huaiyou was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Before he finished speaking, Shaolin monks and lay disciples were seen pushing carts into the city gate one after another.This is a long queue, with dozens of cars, and the cars are piled with bundles of cloth bags and straw, as well as many large urns.

Shen Huai asked worriedly: "What is this doing?"

Several disciples were working on the city gate and installing new iron door handles.The monks and soldiers in the city set up ladders and climbed up to the roof, spread straw on the roof, and sprinkled powder from cloth bags.

A group of monk soldiers came, and the leading disciple saluted Shen Huaiyou: "Is this Mr. Shen? Master Ziqiu has ordered me to take you to a safe place. Please."

Shen Huai was puzzled and looked back at Mu Qing. Mu Qing just smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Shen, for your help." After saying that, he bowed deeply and said to Juezheng, "Master, take care." Then he said, "Master Shen, take care." Walk directly to the Mu family compound.Shen Huaiyou and Juezheng were suspicious, but they couldn't ask any more questions.

Mu Qing returned to the Mu family compound.It was already dark, and there were no lights in the courtyard, but this was the place he was most familiar with, and he could walk into the hall with only a little peripheral vision.

He watched the darkness outside the door gradually fall into darkness, until the whole body also fell into darkness, and then a light lit up in the distance, from faint to clear.

It was Ziqiu, alone, holding a fat leather lantern.

"Master Ziqiu has never seen my son. His name is Mu Jie. He is eight years old this year and he is very tall." Mu Qingyou talked about family affairs leisurely, "In the afternoon when the Taishan sect called, I was accompanying him in the yard. Kite is having more fun than him.”

"My son said, 'Dad, it's time for me to go to school.' I couldn't bear to leave, so I said, 'Why don't you play for a while longer, and I'll let the master wait for you.'"

"My son shook his head: 'No, didn't dad say that when you should have fun and study, you should not miss your homework? My name is Mu Jie, Jie, Shen Ye, Qin Ye, Gu Ye.' I couldn't resist him, so I had to let him study."

Mu Qing smiled and asked Ziqiu: "Do you think that after many years, when this child thinks about flying a kite for the last time, will he think that he should play with his father more at that time instead of being busy studying?"

Ziqiu did not answer, only said: "You are the only one left in Mujiazhuang. The scouts have sent word that the Songtai Allied Forces are coming."

"I have decided to live and die with Mujiazhuang. When the city is here, the people are there, but when the city is not there, the people are not here either." Mu Qing said, "And when they come, there will still be places that need me, right?"

Ziqiu was silent for a moment and said, "I don't need to tell you to take care of yourself." After saying that, he turned and left.

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Shen Huaiyou and Juezheng followed the Shaolin Temple team to the mountain east of Mujiazhuang and hid in the woods. People kept silent, horses held rings, and no torch was lit.Accompanying him were Ziqiu's master, Master Zhiwu, and his uncle, Master Zhidu.

Soon after, Ziqiu also arrived, but did not see Mu Qing, and Shen Huaiyou couldn't help but become suspicious.

Ziqiu raised his head to the sky, and after a while he asked Shen Huaiyou: "Master Shen, do you know why this poor monk left you behind?"

"Shen doesn't know." Shen Huaiyou shook his head. He really didn't know Ziqiu's purpose of leaving him behind.

Ziqiu said: "If a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, why would the noble Qingcheng Prince come to the battlefield to seal the county?"

Shen Huai was worried and silent, knowing that he could not deceive Zi Qiu - his father asked him to come to Feng County to explore the reality of Shaolin in order to predict the outcome of this war.

Ziqiu asked: "Shaolin was robbed, and among the nine great families, who offered a helping hand?"

Shen Huaiyou said: "Kunlun has jointly decided on the rules to invade the border, and the world will attack together. Since Shaolin has not asked for help, Qingcheng cannot intervene." This is not so much the truth as an excuse. Shen Huaiyou knows very well that every time The whole family hopes that the Shaosong dispute will weaken Shaolin.

Ziqiu said coldly: "Even if Songshan wins, you will not support him to become the tenth family. You just want Shaolin to be wasted and weakened, and you will see Shaolin's jokes. The longer this battle lasts, the better, so you came here in person. The county is closed, and I want to take a closer look to see whether Songshan will benefit or Shaolin will benefit."

Suddenly, I heard Zhidu exclaim: "The Songtai Allied Forces are coming!"

Condescendingly, in the darkness, a group of cavalry led the way, followed by a large group of infantry, and torches slowly came towards Mujiazhuang like a wave.Shen Huaiyou's expression changed. He knew what was going to happen next. Zi Qiu walked up to him and stared at him.

"I kept you here just to show you."

Shen Huaiyou saw it.Outside Mu's Village, torches illuminated the surrounding area like daylight. The leader found that the city gate was open, and it did not look like there was an ambush, so he waved the torch.Several horses entered the city and took a circle. Someone shouted loudly: "The city has been abandoned! Those bald donkeys have abandoned the city. There is not a single person in the city!"

The leader of Songshan laughed loudly: "How dare those who eat vegetables have the guts to abandon the city now!"

2000 people entered the city one after another. After confirming that it was an empty city, they began to look for survivors.

Ziqiu lit a torch from a high place and waved it as a signal. Fire suddenly lit up around Mujiazhuang, and dozens of flames rushed towards the city gate from four directions.When the Shaolin disciples arrived at the city gate, the rider took out the chain, fastened one end to the newly installed door handle on the city gate, and the other end to the saddle. The leading rider waved his hand and used horse power to quickly pull the city gate.

At the same time, Songshan disciples broke into the Mu family compound.It looked like this was a wealthy family. There must be a lot of silver and precious belongings that they had no time to take away. When they entered the hall, they found that there were people inside. They couldn't help shouting: "Who is here?!"

Mu Qing replied in the darkness: "Mu Qing, Mujiazhuang."

The Songshan disciple shouted: "You didn't run away? What do you want to do if you stay here?"

Mu Qing waved his hand: "Come over and we'll find out."

The disciples held torches and slowly approached, only to see Mu Qing sitting on a chair with two overturned bags beside him, with the powder inside scattered all over the floor.The disciples brought the torch closer and saw that it was powdered gunpowder.

Mu counted the fire excerpts.

The Songshan disciples were startled and turned around quickly: "Run away!"

It was too late, the firework fell to the ground, and the flames instantly started a prairie fire. The roof of the Mu family compound was overturned, debris from the explosion flew far away, and surrounding houses caught fire.

Ziqiu had already laid out sulfur, lamp oil and other flammable materials everywhere, waiting for the fire.

Zhidu and Zhiwu were stunned when they saw the fire in the Mu family compound.Ziqiu got on his horse and said to Shen Huaiyou: "I want you to see with your own eyes that as long as I, Ziqiu, am still alive, Shaolin will always be the leader of the nine great families, and will always be the Taishan Beidou of the martial arts world." After saying that, he rode down the high slope. , shouting loudly: "Fire arrows!" Shaolin disciples around Mujiazhuang lit rockets and shot them into the sky. Clusters of firelight fell on the roofs of houses, and the whole city turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The city gate has been closed. Six Shaolin disciples carried slender iron pillars through the newly nailed doorknob of the city gate and sealed the city gate. The Songshan disciples were crowded inside the city gate and could not move.Ziqiu commanded the team and kept shouting: "Fire the arrows! Let the arrows! Fire the arrows!" Countless rockets fell like rain, as brilliant as meteors.

The Mujiazhuang was burning, and the fire reflected the sky red. Songshan disciples were trapped in the city of flames and could not escape. They were either burned to death or choked to death. Bursts of dull wailing sounds came from behind the heavy city gate.Shen Huaiyou rode a horse and carried Juezheng to the city gate. Juezheng heard the screams and turned back to look at Ziqiu. Ziqiu watched all of this calmly, unmoved, with the pleasure of revenge in his eyes.

Juezheng knew that there was nothing he could do. He got off his horse and knelt down facing Mujiazhuang. He clasped his hands together and silently recited the mantra of rebirth in the Pure Land. Tears fell uncontrollably.

When will all sentient beings be obsessed with liberation?
"Don't chant sutras." Ziqiu stood in front of Juezheng and shouted coldly.

"The poor monk can't save them, but at least he can let their souls rest in peace." Awakening replied softly.

"I said, don't chant sutras." Ziqiu repeated, with anger hidden in the coldness, "Shaolin was destroyed by the Buddha."

Shen Huai was worried that Ziqiu would be harmful to Auzheng, so he stepped forward to protect him.He may not be as bloody as Yang Jingyao, the old beggar Peng, nor does he have the compassion to save everyone, but he will never watch Juezheng die in front of him. For this reason, he can ignore Qingcheng and Shaolin, even if Therefore, if he could not become the eldest son of Qingcheng, he would not let Zi Qiu harm Awakening.

Juezheng suddenly stopped reciting and asked softly: "Uncle Ziqiu doesn't believe in Buddhism, why do you want to be tonsured?"

"Because I want to save Shaolin. Remember -" Ziqiu pointed at the burning Mujiazhuang and yelled loudly, "remember, it was not Buddha who saved Shaolin, it was me, who painted the tide with a stylus, Zhang Qiuchi!"

At this moment, his eyes reflected the city's fire, and the anger he had suppressed for many years.

Awakening sighed and said softly: "I can't save Shaolin, I can only save people." He closed his eyes and recited the mantra silently again.

Ziqiu turned around suddenly, only to see Shen Huaiyou standing between him and Juezheng. The corners of Ziqiu's eyebrows twitched slightly, and anyone could see that he was furious.This anger is not necessarily directed at Awakening or Shen Huaiyou. It is angry for the Shaolin monks and the incompetence of these eminent monks. But since the anger breaks out, it must have an outlet. It will undoubtedly drown the people in front of it. Whether they relate to it or not.

Xu Yi and other six guards stood in front of Shen Huaiyou. Shen Huaiyou asked, "Is this what Master Ziqiu wants me to see?"

Ziqiu took a deep breath, and his twitching eyebrows quickly returned to calm, and he said in a deep voice: "Return to your father, warn yourself and your son, and warn every generation of leaders in Qingcheng, this is the fate of a minor offender in Shaolin!" After saying that, he got on his horse, turned his horse's head and left.

Shen Huai looked worriedly at Zi Qiu's back, then at the burning Mujiazhuang, and finally his eyes fell on Sue Zheng who was reciting devoutly, and he was speechless.

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Two days later, Shen Huaiyou's motorcade left Mujiazhuang. Juezheng saw him off and asked, "Is the donor going back to Qingcheng?" Shen Huaiyou nodded: "Master, where are you going?"

Juezheng said: "The poor monk was originally a wandering medicine monk, and he will continue to be so from now on."

Shen Huaiyou took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and handed it to Juezheng. Juezheng was stunned and waved his hand to refuse: "No reward for no merit."

Shen Huaiyou said: "This is not salary. The master does not charge money to practice medicine. This is to help the poor who cannot afford medicine."

Awakening thought for a while and accepted the banknote.

Shen Huaiyou said thoughtfully: "I wonder how good brothers Peng and Yang are..."

Awakening put his hands together: "We meet by chance and feel like old friends at first sight. It's all fate."

Shen Huai smiled sadly and said, "Goodbye, Master, please."

The carriage drove south.

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The sun was shining brightly and the carriage was parked by the road.Old Beggar Peng took a bag of water from the trickling stream and drank it.Yang Jingyao was driving and felt dizzy from the sun. He took a handful of water to wash his face and then poured water on his body.

"I'm starving! Is there anything to eat?" Old Beggar Peng complained, rubbing his stomach.

Yang Jingyao pointed to the front: "There is a wild shop ahead. The steamed buns are so sweet. You can have something to eat before noon."

Old Beggar Peng smiled and said, "You know better."

Yang Jingyao smiled and said: "After this stream, the security and tax revenue for the nearby fifty miles, including Xiajia Village and Shibo Town in front, are all under the control of Xianxia Sect."

Old Beggar Peng said with a smile: "It turns out that we are in our own land, no wonder we are so familiar with him."

"Get in the car!" Yang Jingyao shouted, and just as he was about to get on the horse, Old Beggar Peng took the reins first: "Look at what you've done, I'll come. When the locals saw their leader driving the car, they thought there was some noble person in the car."

Yang Jingyao laughed, got into the carriage, and asked Old Beggar Peng to drive.

The carriage moved forward, the road was bumpy, and the autumn sun made people dizzy. Old Beggar Peng wiped his sweat and saw the wild shop Yang Jingyao mentioned in the distance. It was a thatched shed beside the road, with a small wooden house next to it.

Something was wrong. Beggar Peng immediately noticed that there were about ten horses parked in front of the shop, and a luxurious carriage with a conspicuous flag. When the wind blew, the flag waved in the wind. It was the wolf-head flag of Huashan Mountain.

There were a dozen strong men standing scattered in front of the wild store. These people were not standing randomly. They were obviously guarding the front and rear of the wooden house.Four strong men were sitting at a small table eating steamed buns. The table was small and crowded, and there were six or seven people sitting beside it.

Twelve...thirteen...sixteen in total.Old Beggar Peng noticed the overturned steamer and broken tables and chairs, and knew something was going on here. He turned his attention to the small house slightly behind and saw that the door was tightly closed.I didn't see the store owner, at least none of the sixteen people looked alike.

Old Beggar Peng turned his head, not making eye contact with the group of people, and drove the carriage away slowly.Yang Jingyao knocked on the car wall and shouted from inside the car: "Why haven't you arrived yet?"

Old Beggar Peng said: "Now that we are on your property, of course we have to go to a restaurant for you to entertain me well. Don't even think about trying to kill me with a few steamed buns!"

"Didn't you complain that you were hungry?"

"After passing the wild store, how long does it take to reach the town?"

"It's quite close, only four or five miles away."

"to make!"

Old Beggar Peng looked back. The carriage rounded a corner and Yedian disappeared from sight. He immediately stopped the carriage.Yang Jingyao asked in surprise: "Why did you stop?"

Old beggar Peng jumped off the horse. Yang Jingyao noticed something was wrong and got off the car too, asking, "What's going on?"

Old Beggar Peng said: "Something happened to that wild shop. I saw Huashan's flag and the car. It's a noble person."

Yang Jingyao frowned: "Huashan of the Nine Families? What did they do?"

Old Beggar Peng said: "What kind of oil and water can be scraped from a barren mountain shop? There are ten people guarding a shabby house. Does the shop owner have a beautiful wife?"

Yang Jingyao was shocked and furious: "Why are you saying it now!"

Old Beggar Peng said: "Aren't you afraid of your temper? There are sixteen at the door, and they seem to be very skilled. Let's go around from behind and don't confront them head-on."

Yang Jingyao nodded, and Old Beggar Peng tied the carriage to the tree. The two of them sneaked into the grass, lowered themselves and walked around.The wild shop is next to the road, with chickens raised in a small open space behind it. There are no guards there. Old Beggar Peng looked at the terrain. He was about ten feet away from the hut and said: "I'll guard the door first. You follow and arrest the people. Quick fight. , when people from outside come in, we both will die together."

Yang Jingyao nodded, and while the guards were not paying attention, the two of them used the cover of the hut to quickly rush towards him.Old Beggar Peng rushed to the window first, jumped over the dragon gate with his palms, pushed through the window with his palms and landed on the ground, rolling forward to hold the door.Yang Jingyao jumped in immediately, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a man's body lying at the foot of the bed, a woman lying on the bed, and a young man getting dressed.

This man didn't expect someone to suddenly break in. He was still holding his belt in his hand. Yang Jingyao was so angry that he didn't allow him to react. He leaned forward, lowered his body, and seemed to be sweeping his legs, but he punched the young man in the chin violently. The beating made him dizzy.

The young man shouted: "Help, there are assassins!" At the same time, he hit Yang Jingyao with his hooves and elbows.Yang Jingyao twisted his right arm behind his back with his left hand, grabbed his hair with his right hand and pushed him against the wall. The force was so strong that the wall cracked.

The guard outside the house heard the commotion, kicked open the door and broke in. Old Beggar Peng struck him with a knife. The man in front of him was too hasty and tried to retreat but was blocked by his companions, so he was stabbed open in the chest.Old Beggar Peng kicked the man out of the door and blocked the door. He turned around and saw that Yang Jingyao had restrained the young man and shouted loudly: "Let your men move away, or I will take you back!"

The young man's face was covered with blood and he hurriedly said: "Don't come in! Get out! Get out!"

The guards didn't dare to go in anymore, and the young man shouted loudly: "Do you know who I am? I am the brother of the head of Huashan, Yan Yingqi!"

Old Beggar Peng was suddenly shocked, the brother of the head of Huashan?He didn't expect that the other party had such a big background and was a tough guy.

Yan Yingqi was furious: "One drop of blood in Huashan, one head in Jianghu! You don't want your life?! If you dare to touch me, you will be waiting to collect your revenge and hunt down three generations. You will not die a good death!"

Yang Jingyao was also stunned and asked in a low voice: "Are you the younger brother of the leader of Huashan?"

Yan Yingqi shouted: "Don't let me go yet!"

Yang Jingyao was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look at the Huashan disciples outside the door. He saw that these people were all on guard like wolves and tigers.He lowered his head, saw the body on the ground, and recognized it as the shop owner. He had bought steamed buns from him when he went to Fengxian County.Finally, he turned his eyes to the bed. The proprietress was disheveled and unconscious, with bruises all over her arms and back. Her pretty face was beaten to a bloody pulp, and she couldn't tell what she looked like before.

There was a buzz in Yang Jingyao's head, his vision was blurred, his hand holding the knife tightened, and he pushed Yan Yingqi to the ground.Yan Yingqi said in surprise: "You..." Without saying a word, he was hit hard on the face by the handle of the knife, making a loud "bang" sound.The guard outside the door did not expect that reporting the name of Huashan would not work, and could not help but be stunned on the spot.

Yang Jingyao's blood surged, his eyes widened with anger, and the corners of his eyes almost burst, and he hit Yan Yingqi's face with the handle of the knife one after another.The whole room suddenly became quiet, except for the sound of "bang, bang, bang" one after another, until Old Beggar Peng grabbed Yang Jingyao's arm and said in a deep voice: "You can't kill him yet."

Yang Jingyao put the knife on the seriously injured Yan Yingqi's neck, picked him up, and dragged him out the door.Old Beggar Peng stood behind him and shouted: "If you dare to pursue me, strike with one knife and scatter them with one strike!"

Seeing Yang Jingyao's madness, the group of guards did not dare to take risks. They just stepped back gradually with weapons on guard. One of them told the people around him: "Inform Wudang that Mr. Yan has been kidnapped!" The latter nodded, mounted his horse and walked away.

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Only a few lanterns were lit on the long street, and the sound of wheels sounded rapidly. Two Taoist priests with swords on their backs rode horses and led the carriage forward.The Taoist priest is nearly middle-aged. He has a straight back and bright eyes. He looks like a master. It is obvious at a glance that there is a noble person in the carriage.

The carriage moved extremely fast, which could almost be described as galloping. It was extremely unusual late at night, especially in an alley like this.

There were two people sitting in the car.A middle-aged Taoist priest with gray hair and three strands of long beard, with an immortal air and a Taoist spirit, is sitting upright with his hands in his sleeves and his eyes closed to rest.The strong man sitting opposite him felt quite uncomfortable. He couldn't help but look around, feeling uneasy. He couldn't help but ask: "Master Xuanyang..."

Two sudden loud "bang" and "dong" sounds came from the silent alleyway one after another. The two sounds were so close that they sounded like only one sound.The coachman couldn't help but look back at the carriage and continued to ride forward.

In the carriage, the strong man covered his nose with one hand, and nosebleeds continued to pour out from between his fingers. He touched the back of his head with his other hand, and the tentacles were also wet.He didn't dare to speak anymore, or even look up at Master Xuanyang.

Master Xuanyang was still sitting upright with his eyes closed, and he slowly retracted his hands into his sleeves, as if nothing had happened just now.

The carriage stopped outside the gate of Xianxia Sect. Thirteen Huashan guards protecting Yan Yingqi surrounded the gate. They did not force their way in or make any noise, but just stood guard at the door.They stood erect and confident, as if they knew no one would dare harm their master.On the periphery were townspeople watching the excitement, craning their necks to know what was going on, but no one dared to ask.

Master Xuanyang got off the car and walked into Xianxia Sect.There were more than ten disciples guarding the courtyard, all with swords on guard. They were not as calm as the Huashan guards outside the door. Especially when they knew that the leader had arrested the brother of the Huashan leader today, these people were all panic-stricken. They were worried about Huashan outside. Compared with the disciples, it seems that they are the prisoners waiting to be judged.

Master Xuanyang showed his token and walked directly to the execution hall without waiting for anyone to inform him.

There was a loud "Bang!" in the execution hall, and a piece of gavel fell to the ground, followed by an angry curse: "Fuck!"

Yang Jingyao sat at the top of the execution hall, looking down at the hall angrily.The man standing in the middle of the courtroom was named Qiu Ming, the captain of the Huashan motorcade. Blood was flowing down his forehead. He was obviously hit by the gavel, but his expression remained unchanged.Old Beggar Peng was sitting on the Taishi's chair at the side of the court, crossing his legs to watch the show.

Yang Jingyao roared loudly: "Say it again if you dare!"

Qiu Mingdao: "How much silver is it, let the woman make an offer."

Yang Jingyao roared: "Kill her husband!"

Qiu Ming said: "Yes, that's why she was asked to set a price. 200 taels? 500 taels? She can't earn so much even after selling steamed buns for 30 years."

Yang Jingyao said angrily: "You are all accomplices, we should arrest you all!"

"It's okay to catch Master Yang, but I have to remind Master Yang." Qiu Ming said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Master Yan came to Wudang this time to discuss important matters with Master Gu Xudai, so don't delay. , please ask that lady to make an offer as soon as possible."

Yang Jingyao walked around the table and was about to hit someone. Old Beggar Peng stopped him quickly, turned around and waved to Qiu Ming: "Get out! Get out!" Qiu Ming did not answer, and left with fists in his arms.

Yang Jingyao said angrily: "Mother, I will kill these beasts!"

Old Beggar Peng advised: "It depends on the owner when beating a dog. They are dogs from Huashan."

Yang Jingyao said angrily: "Dogs are dogs. Shaolin dogs and Hengshan dogs are all the same. They are all beasts!"

Old Beggar Peng said: "Killing a dog is easy, but dog owners can bite people. Huashan is one of the nine great families. You, a small Xianxia sect, can't bite them. They will pinch you with their fingers and bounce them on the ground, even sweeping away the ashes." Not."

Yang Jingyao was about to scold again when he suddenly saw Master Xuanyang walking in. He hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Yang Jingyao of Xianxia Sect, please see the master of Dachi Palace."

Old Beggar Peng didn't recognize this man, so he bowed and saluted.

Master Xuanyang nodded slightly, did not return the courtesy, looked around, walked around the desk and sat down at the main seat.Yang Jingyao could not help but frown when he saw that the officer was coming with bad intentions.

Old Beggar Peng asked in a low voice: "Master of Dachi Palace... Wudang General Punishment Hall?"

Yang Jingyao nodded.

Master Xuanyang sat down, slowly closed his eyes, and after thinking for a moment, asked: "I heard that you arrested the brother of the head of Huashan, is this happening?"

Yang Jingyao replied: "The suspect Yan Yingqi raped women and killed good people. The evidence of the crime is conclusive."

Master Xuanyang frowned: "Is there any witness?"

"I bumped into this Captain Peng Fen together."

Master Xuanyang looked at Old Beggar Peng: "Have you seen me?"

Old Beggar Peng said: "Not only am I not old, I'm actually fucking old."

Master Xuanyang emphasized his tone: "Listen clearly, did you witness the 'brother of the leader of Huashan' committing adultery and murder?" He emphasized the words "the younger brother of the leader of Huashan" in particular.

Old Beggar Peng turned around and walked to the door, deliberately shouting to the outside of the courtyard: "I saw it with my own eyes! I saw with my own eyes that Yan Yingqi, the younger brother of the leader of Huashan, committed a scandal that was worse than a pig or a dog! I, Old Beggar Peng, saw it with my own eyes!"

Master Xuanyang angrily shouted: "Discourteous!"

Old Beggar Peng said respectfully: "I'm afraid you can't hear clearly, so it's better to speak louder."

Master Xuanyang looked at Yang Jingyao: "Let me ask you again, have you seen with your own eyes that he is doing anything he wants to do?"

Yang Jingyao was stunned: "The suspect was already dressing at the time."

Master Xuanyang asked: "Did you see him murder someone?"

Yang Jingyao was stunned again: "The owner of the store was already dead at that time."

Xuanyang Zhenren said: "Since I didn't see it with my own eyes, how can I say he broke the law? Maybe a woman was raped and her husband was killed. Mr. Yan passed by and felt pity. He wanted to take off his clothes and wear them with her. Unexpectedly, the woman came back and framed Mr. Yan. , to extort money?"

Yang Jingyao was so angry that he was dizzy and his tongue was tied: "You...what did you say?"

Xuanyang Zhenren said: "Since this is possible, we can definitely find out the truth by recruiting that woman to force a confession."

Yang Jingyao's eyes widened: "The palace master still wants to interrogate the victim?"

Old Beggar Peng suddenly interrupted: "He entered the house later than me. He didn't see it, but I did! I saw Mr. Yan naked and pressing on the landlady, with his buttocks twitching and holding a sword in his hand. It was being penetrated by the boss. Brother Yang came slowly, and as soon as his eyes were dazzled, Young Master Yan was already getting dressed."

Master Xuanyang scolded: "What nonsense!"

Old Beggar Peng said in surprise: "Isn't it true that no one can talk nonsense now?"

Master Xuanyang ignored him and came to the conclusion directly: "There are still doubts about the case. Even if Young Master Yan is at fault, he is directly connected to the Nine Families and committed adultery with women. As usual, he should be sent to the original sect for trial and have the acting head prepare a letter to inform Yan. The punishment at the head's discretion is to let Young Master Yan go immediately."

Yang Jingyao was furious and shouted: "He didn't make a mistake, he committed a crime! A human life, a woman's innocence, just a sentence of discretionary punishment?!"

Xuanyang Zhenren said: "How much compensation will the woman have to give? Please give me a price. Mr. Yan is not a stingy person."

Yang Jingyao picked up the gavel on the ground and threw it at Master Xuanyang. Master Xuanyang caught it and shouted: "Yang Jingyao, how dare you do the following?!"

Yang Jingyao said loudly: "Dachi Hall is the main execution hall, and this is the Xianxia sect's punishment hall. How can there be any reason for the general execution hall to intervene in the sect's punishment hall to resolve the case? Now the case is clear, and without the help of the palace master, the Xianxia sect's punishment hall will still be I, the head of the Xianxia Sect, have the final say!"

Yang Jingyao walked up to the top and stood in front of Master Xuanyang: "Master Dachi Hall, you occupy my seat."

Master Xuanyang stood up slowly, almost face to face with Yang Jingyao, and his breathing could be heard.

"The rules are here. They are sent to the original sect for trial. If you don't understand the rules, let your subordinates teach you. The Xianxia sect's punishment hall can't teach you, and the Dachi Palace will teach you -" Master Xuanyang said every word. Read out, "Fa, Huan, Yuan, Pai, Men, Ju, Li."

Yang Jingyao was unmoved: "Palace Master, please give way!" The volume of the words "give way" suddenly increased.

Master Xuanyang put his hands in his sleeves, walked slowly towards the door, and finally stopped.

"Headmaster Yang, you have managed the Xianxia Sect very well and are quite famous in the local area. The headmaster values ​​you and cultivates you. When your son grows up and can take charge of the Xianxia Sect, you will at least be the governor of Northern Hubei. Tang, you have a great future, and Pindao is here to save you, not to harm you. A drop of blood in Huashan means a head in Jianghu. If you do something stupid and kill three generations with just one name, you must think of your parents, wife and children."

Yang Jingyao replied stubbornly: "This is the case of the Xianxia Sect, and the Xianxia Sect will try it on its own."

Master Xuanyang walked out of the Xianxia Sect, and Qiu Ming immediately stepped forward: "Xuanyang is really..." Before he could finish speaking, Master Xuanyang gave him a hot slap in the face.Qiu Ming did not dare to fight back. Master Xuanyang looked angrily at the Huashan guards behind him, slowly stepped forward and paced back and forth, his eyes so sharp that even the Huashan disciples did not dare to meet his eyes.

"Bang bang bang bang" sounded for more than ten times in a row. More than ten people stood in a row. There were two nosebleeds on each person's face. No one dared to hide or wipe it away. They still stood upright.Master Xuanyang's anger did not stop, and he glanced at Qiu Ming again. Qiu Ming's attitude was respectful: "Master Yan, you can't make any mistakes. If there is an accident, we will suffer the consequences. I'm afraid it will hurt the harmony of Wudang Huashan."

Master Xuanyang's tone was strong and he spoke clearly every word: "Listen clearly, Pindao is not saving you, nor is he saving your young master. You both deserve to die. Pindao is saving that rude man inside!"

Qiu Ming was stunned.

Master Xuanyang restrained his anger: "He cannot kill privately without instructions from Da Chi Palace. He will be locked up for a few months until his anger subsides. I will ask the acting head, Senior Brother Gu Xu, to come and Mr. Yan will be safe. From now on. Wudang will not welcome Mr. Yan to visit from now on!"

Qiu Ming cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you Master Xuanyang!"

Master Xuanyang boarded the carriage.Under the guidance of two guards, the carriage gradually drove away.

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Yang Jingyao was sitting in the study, with the door open and candlelight flickering on the table.Old Beggar Peng walked in with a pot of wine and two wine glasses, and placed the wine glasses on the table: "Drink some."

Yang Jingyao shook his head.

"I want you to drink something." Old Beggar Peng poured a glass of wine and handed it over. Yang Jingyao raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Yang Jingyao said: "I know you want me to calm down."

Old Beggar Peng said: "Don't deny it, you are just reckless."

Yang Jingyao poured another glass: "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

Old beggar Peng said: "Want to cut Yan Yingqi's body into thousands of pieces?"

Yang Jingyao shook his head: "I'm thinking, it would be nice if this didn't happen. No, I think, wouldn't it be good if we left like this that day? To say the least, if the incident hadn't happened within the jurisdiction of the Xianxia Sect, I would have arrested the person I left it to the local sect and knew nothing about it, so cool and upright."

He said and slammed the table hard, making a loud noise.

"But why the hell did I happen to meet him!"

Old Beggar Peng was silent. He knew that Yang Jingyao was in a dilemma. No bloody man could remain indifferent to what happened today. Behind the embarrassment was the life of his family and the entire Xianxia Sect...

Yang Jingyao poured another glass of wine and drank it, as if to get himself drunk so that he could say what was in his heart: "You know, Brother Peng, I really hate you for being so smart, exposing this matter and arresting people." He drank one cup after another, "Now I am either pretending to be deaf or mute, or I am going to harm my family... Is it worth it? Tell me, is it worth it?"

Yang Jingyao rubbed his head and cried.He actually cried. Such a strong-willed man, who stood up to the difficulties amidst the hail of swords and arrows and treated the Qingcheng Crown Prince without any pretense, was actually in tears at this moment.He found that he was scared. He knew how cowardly and cowardly he was at the moment. He felt powerless but wronged. He was suffering from pain. It turned out that he was not as brave and fearless as he thought.

"Is it worth it?..." He asked repeatedly, but couldn't answer.

Being a good person can make you feel confident, but if you know that being a good person requires such a high price, how many people would dare to be a good person?
Yang Jingyao is a bloody man and a straight man, but Old Beggar Peng is not.He is a good man and a bloody man, but he is definitely not upright. He is willing to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and he does not follow the rules when handling cases. He has done many things to frame traitors.

Old Beggar Peng poured a glass of wine and drank it slowly: "I only advised you to let go, I never said not to kill him."

Yang Jingyao was stunned and looked up.Old beggar Peng was drinking wine by himself, and he was confident: "He only brought sixteen people in total, collect his money, let the woman have money to live in peace for the rest of her life, let him go, force him to return to Huashan, we brothers will lead people around Go to the front and wait, wait until you cross the border of Wudang, kill this bastard, he will not be aware of it, and Huashan will not be able to pursue you, kill two birds with one stone."

Yang Jingyao knew that if the incident happened, Old Beggar Peng would also be implicated, and said in shock: "Brother Peng..."

Old Beggar Peng said: "We brothers don't say thank you, nor do we owe each other anything."

Yang Jingyao was overjoyed: "I will do as you say!"

The two clink glasses.

Solving a difficult problem in his heart, Yang Jingyao was slightly drunk and staggered and knocked on the door of the drug store.When the doctor saw him, he bowed respectfully: "Master."

Yang Jingyao signaled to see the injured. The doctor made a silent gesture and opened the curtain. The wife selling steamed buns was lying on the bed. Her body was covered with bruises. Her pretty face was badly beaten. Even if she recovered, she would still be disfigured. .

Why should she suffer such a crime? Why should she be harmed for no reason just because she is beautiful?Yang Jingyao became angry again, put down the curtain, and asked the doctor: "How?"

"She cried and screamed when she woke up. I prescribed tranquilizers to make her fall asleep." The doctor shook his head and sighed, "How pitiful."

Yang Jingyao nodded and was about to leave when the doctor lowered his head to mix the medicine and continued: "There was still a four-month-old child in the belly, and it was just gone."

The doctor looked up and was startled to find Yang Jingyao staring at him fiercely.

Then Yang Jingyao asked in a low voice: "What did you say?"

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Yang Jingyao took the knife and strode to the prison.Yan Yingqi's face was wrapped with a strip of cloth. He was beaten by Yang Jingyao until his nose collapsed and he was seriously injured.He leaned against the wall, saw Yang Jingyao, and asked breathlessly: "How much silver does she want? Three hundred? Five hundred?" Although his voice was weak, he was not panicked.

Yang Jingyao stared at Yan Yingqi across the cage. Seeing that he didn't reply, Yan Yingqi said smartly: "A thousand? She is not worth the price."

Yang Jingyao opened the cell door and walked in, staring closely at Yan Yingqi. Only then did Yan Yingqi notice something was wrong, and said in a trembling voice: "You...you don't want to let me go?"

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Old Beggar Peng woke up suddenly.The door was pushed open, and Yang Jingyao walked in with a package. Old Beggar Peng complained: "What are you doing, you're not sleeping in the middle of the night!"

Yang Jingyao put the package on the table. When Old Beggar Peng saw the shape of the package, his heart pounded and his eyes widened: "You...what did you do?!"

Yang Jingyao was silent.

Old beggar Peng jumped up from the bed: "What did you do? What did you do! What the hell did you do!" He grabbed Yang Jingyao's collar and cursed, "Didn't we agree to ambush him? What are you doing? What are you doing! Why...why don't you want to obey? There is not only one way to do good things, you have to change your method and be able to protect yourself! One good person will die and one will be lost. Do you understand, do you understand!"

Yang Jingyao said loudly: "I understand! But this doesn't work, it can't be like this!" He pointed at the heads on the table, "He killed and raped in broad daylight, and we killed him in the dark at night? Who knows? Who knows why he died? He wants to die You have to die for your own crimes, then you understand!"

Old Beggar Peng asked: "Is it worth it?"

Yang Jingyao said loudly: "It's worth it! I, Yang Jingyao, risked my family's life just to tell the nine families and those powerful people that they are not allowed to do whatever they want in this world! Tell them that as long as they bump into a Yang Jingyao, they will be killed! Someone rises Only when they get to this point do they know how to be afraid and how to restrain themselves!"

Old Beggar Peng closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He knew Yang Jingyao's truth. The matter was now at this point. Even if he cursed a hundred more times, it would be of no use. He could only deal with the aftermath.His tone gradually became calmer: "What can I help you with?"

Yang Jingyao said: "My wife and children are in Shibo Town. Take them to escape and let them hide their names. They will not be able to stand out for three generations."

Old Beggar Peng asked again: "Where is the Xianxia Sect?"

Yang Jingyao said: "Disband. From now on, this land will be given to whichever sect wants it."

"how about you?"

"I am taking this human head to Mount Huashan to demand justice to Master Yan. If you really want revenge, just take revenge on me." Yang Jingyao raised his head and held his chest high, "I don't believe it. There is really no justice in this world!"

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Yan Yingqi can't die so quickly. Old Beggar Peng needs time to settle Yang Jingyao's family.Before dawn, Yang Jingyao took Yan Yingqi's body and head and drove to Shaanxi in a carriage. The disciples of Huashan were waiting for news at the inn. Old Beggar Peng waited until the third day before announcing that Yan Yingqi had escaped from prison. Head Yang He hunted him down in person, and the Huashan disciples hurriedly pursued him.

As soon as the Huashan disciples left, Beggar Peng rushed to Shibo Town to pick up Yang Jingyao's family and brought them back to Fuzhou Chongren for resettlement.He gave Yang's wife a picture he had drawn by himself and told her to send the picture to Yuefeng Gambling House if she encountered difficulties.

When the news of Yang Jingyao's death came, Master Xuanyang immediately disbanded the Xianxia sect on the grounds that the leader had disobeyed orders and committed suicide. When the Huashan disciples came with a letter of enmity, the surrounding sects had already taken over the land. Master Xuanyang went to Kunlun Palace in person to Report the whole incident to the leader, Taoist priest Gu Song, who was the leader of the alliance at that time.

"Yang Jingyao didn't deserve to die," Xuanyang said, "but he didn't have to die in vain."

Taoist Gusong pondered for a long time, wrote a letter, and summoned envoys from the nine major families to Kunlun Palace to discuss the new regulations.At the beginning of the 34th year of Kunlun, the Shaosong War ended and Shaolin won. In November of the same year, Kunlun discussed and established a new rule: "Fornicating women will be punished by the whole world."

Shen Huaiyou came to see Old Beggar Peng and tentatively asked about the Yang family, but Old Beggar Peng only said he didn't know.Shen Huaiyou knew he was lying, and Old Beggar Peng also knew that Shen Huaiyou knew he was lying, but so what?For the Yang family, the best way is to remain anonymous completely. Doesn't Shen Huaiyou have to remain anonymous when he intervenes?In this case, why bother?

Juezheng also came, and Old Beggar Peng also claimed that he did not know the whereabouts of the Yang family. Juezheng sighed and walked away.

Shen Huaiyou never told anyone about the past acquaintance with Old Beggar Peng and Yang Jingyao in the Mu family village, and the same was true for Awakening, not even Zi Qiu.

Forgetting the Yang family is the best way to protect the Yang family.

Old Beggar Peng never went to meet the descendants of the Yang family. Even if he occasionally cared about them, he only watched from a distance. He didn't want Huashan to find clues from him.Until Yuefeng Casino closed and Fugui Casino opened, until he became the chief helmsman of Jiangxi, until he gradually forgot everything in the past, he would still go to Yuefeng Casino occasionally, even though he had long forgotten why he went there...

(End of this chapter)