Legend of the Heroes of the Southern Kingdom

Chapter 181

Except for Su Qingxue, those two seniors naturally wouldn't care the slightest bit about Li Wenxuan's embarrassment.

Monk Ziming's words and words were full of spring breeze, and his white teeth were smiling, which made people feel very friendly when they saw him. On the contrary, the old beggar was frowning so hard that his facial features were almost knit together, as if It seemed that he owed the old abbot a lot of money.

Finally, Monk Ziming stopped laughing, sighed, and asked, "Junior brother, after so many years, have you still not figured it out?"

The voice of junior brother shocked everyone present. The beggar swayed and then stood firm again. Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue stared at this ragged man acting strangely. Man, since the abbot of Putian Temple calls him a junior, isn't he... the master of Tienan back then, and the master Zijing that Li Wenxuan wants to meet?Shouldn't he be meditating in the Putian Temple surrounded by high walls, how could he look like a down and out beggar?

Li Wenxuan just felt his head was pounding. He wanted to understand many things, but he didn't quite understand them. His mind was in a mess, and he didn't know where to think. He asked tremblingly, "You are the son..."

"That's right." Zijing said two simple words. Li Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, and then gave a wry smile. Finally, she found the person her father and Uncle Tie asked her to go south to look for. At this time, I don't know whether I should be happy or sad.

Zijing said: "Brother, I'm going to take these two young people away today, do you agree or not?"

Abbot Ziming said, "Why did you take them away?" Li Wenxuan also wanted to ask this question. Although Li Wenxuan had listened to the arrangement of his father and Tie Bo and came to Putian Temple to find Master Zijing, this series of recent events The matter was too weird, even though Zijing could identify Li Wenxuan's identity, she would never know the relationship between Li Wenxuan and Tienan, so why did she fight with her senior brother for Li Wenxuan at this time?
Li Wenxuan was listening intently, for fear of missing a word, but Zijing did not speak. Zijing was standing in front of Li Wenxuan, but suddenly turned around and swept Li Wenxuan's face with his right palm, and held Li Wenxuan's face with his left palm. Under the right rib.Li Wenxuan had never had the slightest bit of defense before, and when he was suddenly attacked, he used his palms to carry him and thought that he was definitely not Zijing's opponent. Avoided Zijing's sneak attack.

Seeing Li Wenxuan dodging, Zijing didn't catch up, instead she smiled lightly, leaving Li Wenxuan's face full of annoyance and surprise.

Zijing said to Abbot Ziming, "How is it? Have you seen it all?"

Ziming nodded, but Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue didn't understand.

Zijing said again: "Can I take them away now?"

Monk Ziming shook his head.

Zijing seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, she swayed, and suddenly shouted: "What on earth are you going to do? You have been like this for so many years!" After Zijing finished speaking, she suddenly jumped out and slashed at Ziming's face.

Ziming just lowered his head, and didn't intend to fight back. Zijing didn't believe that he wouldn't fight back, so he approached him little by little, and finally...Zijing stopped, only two inches in front of Ziming.

"Why don't you fight back? Do you think I dare not do anything to you!" Zi Jing was furious.

"You didn't mean to hurt me, so why should I fight back?" Ziming's voice was very quiet and weak, which seemed extremely uncoordinated with Zijing's anger.

Zijing said angrily, "Brother, don't force me!"

The temple gate of Putian Temple gradually brightened up, and there were more and more people's voices. It seemed that the fire inside had been extinguished. Under the leadership of Ziqing, all the monks came to the gate of the temple and joined Ziming.

"Brother, I failed to stop them, and the Tianjuan Tower was...he set fire to it and burned many scriptures." Ziqing reported the situation of the battle to Ziming just now, and when he talked about Zijing, he just said "He" is not like Ziming, and he even called him junior.

Abbot Ziming nodded, indicating that he understood, and waved Ziqing to lead the monks back, while he himself walked up to Zijing and said, "Junior Brother, let me ask that child two questions. Agreed, after that, if you take him away, I won't stop you, okay?"

"Senior brother, don't do it!" Yuan Ziqing became anxious when he heard what the abbot said.But Ziming just turned around and smiled.

Ziming remained silent, Ziming walked up to Li Wenxuan, saw a lot of dust on Li Wenxuan's clothes, and beat him lightly, this made Li Wenxuan flattered, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Ziming looked at Li Wenxuan for a while, and then asked: "Benefactor Li, would you like to stay in Putian Temple or go with my junior brother?" After Ziming asked, seeing Li Wenxuan's face was very bewildered, he smiled again: " Donor Li, you can rest assured that the poor monk can guarantee with his life. If you are willing to stay in Putian Temple, Putian Temple will never impose criminal detention on you. Putian Monastery can bear it. Besides, my junior brother is definitely not a villain. If you go with him, he will not treat you badly. The old monk will tell you the truth and dare not lie, it all depends on how the benefactor decides. "

Li Wenxuan was in a state of confusion, and he really didn't understand the situation in front of him. Why did the abbot keep him in Putian Temple?Putian Temple wanted to arrest him just now, so how could he protect him in the blink of an eye?What's the use of the beggar taking him away?But looking at these two people, the abbot was kind and kind. Although the beggar had a deep hatred before, but now thinking of Tie Nan's relationship, he didn't think he had the intention of harming him. What to do, Li Wenxuan was really in trouble.

Su Qingxue gently tugged on Li Wenxuan's sleeve, and made a look. Li Wenxuan understood that Su Qingxue hoped that Li Wenxuan could follow this beggar.Li Wenxuan looked at the beggar again, feeling at a loss, not knowing whether he should be regarded as that weird beggar, or Master Zijing whom he came all the way to look for.

While Li Wenxuan was looking at Zijing, he also saw many monks standing at the gate of the temple, including Jueyin, and the other three monks of the "Jue" generation who had just done it with himself. They searched for a long time among the crowd. But the little monk Xin was missing. The monks present all looked at him without any kindness. Li Wenxuan sighed and said in his heart: "It doesn't matter where I am wronged, but what about her?" Li Wenxuan felt distressed. Looking at Su Qingxue, she already had the answer in her heart.

Li Wenxuan was about to speak when he happened to meet Abbot Ziming's eyes, and the two met. Abbot Ziming smiled and said, "Needless to say, I understand, you can go with him, but you have to agree to two things Can you?" Li Wenxuan nodded, and Zijing couldn't help but listen, wanting to know what Ziming wanted Li Wenxuan to agree to.

Ziming said: "If you plan to go with my junior brother, you are not allowed to leave Meifeng Temple for three years. After the three-year period expires, the world is so big that you can go or stay. I will never stop you again."

Li Wenxuan was stunned, and thought to himself: "Three years, this is three years of being stuck with me alive..." He asked: "If I want to leave after less than three years?"

Ziming raised his head, looked at the thick ink-like night in the distance, and said slowly: "If you want to leave within three years, that's fine, but you have to win the old monk, or if the old monk dies, at that time , I can’t stop you even if I want to, you can come and go freely, can you agree?”

Li Wenxuan hesitated, Su Qingxue pinched Li Wenxuan's palm lightly, and nodded vigorously, Li Wenxuan understood Su Qingxue's meaning, but asked himself to agree temporarily, Li Wenxuan nodded and said: "Okay, I promise, But my salute clothes are still in Putian City, I have to go back and get them back first, as for this Meifeng Temple, where is it?"

Abbot Ziming nodded slightly, pointed at the opposite mountain peak, and said: "Plum Blossom Peak in the Plum Blossom Forest, Meifeng Temple in Plum Blossom Peak, Meifeng Temple is there, and there is a destiny with you there. If my junior brother is willing in the future, you can ask him .”

Abbot Ziming asked Zijing again: "Junior brother, what do you think? Are you willing to agree?"

Seeing Ziming questioning herself, Zijing turned her head to the other side and said, "Just...just do what you say!"

"Senior brother, absolutely not, this is a disaster!" Ziqing at the gate of the temple seemed to be unable to hold back, but no matter how he called, Abbot Ziming remained indifferent, and in the end he only got his own heavy sighs.

"Let's go!" Abbot Ziming didn't know whether to be happy or sad, and walked towards the temple gate with his hands behind his back. When he passed by Zijing, Li Wenxuan could see clearly that Zijing's arm moved slightly, as if he wanted to send Ziming away. The abbot stopped, but finally stopped. After a day of hustle and bustle, the gate of Putian Temple was finally closed quietly.

Zijing took Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue back to the courtyard on the opposite mountain, which was also the Meifeng Temple mentioned by Abbot Ziming just now, Zijing said to Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue: "Go to sleep! "Sitting alone in front of the door, facing the faintly visible Putian Temple, he was in a daze for a long time.

Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue originally wanted to think about what happened that day together, but both of them felt that they couldn't figure it out, and they were really tired, so they covered the floor with hay and fell asleep separately.

On the second day, Li Wenxuan woke up early and saw that Su Qingxue was still sleeping, so he didn't wake her up, and walked out alone, and there was no sign of Zijing. There was a sword on the table, and there was a sword manual under the sword. Li Wenxuan's chest felt hot, and he stepped forward to take a look. Sure enough, it was his own Qingshuang Sword and Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Manual. Think about it, and go directly to get it.

But just as his right hand was stretched out, he saw a yellow line flying in front of him and hit his wrist, and then there was a piercing pain from his wrist, which made Li Wenxuan retract his hand involuntarily, and saw the yellow line hit him After picking it up, it slowly fell to the ground. Only then did Li Wenxuan understand that this thing is neither a hidden weapon flying needle nor a yellow thread, but a dried up yellow leaf.

"Who can hit a dead leaf with such great force?" Li Wenxuan was terrified, and leaned over to look at the place where the yellow leaf flew over. He saw Zijing sitting on the corner of the eaves, facing the sun, leaning towards him , I don't know if he fell asleep last night, and the jug of wine seemed to last forever, and he was still drinking it at this time.

Li Wenxuan was about to speak just now, but suddenly felt that the appearance of the yellow leaf flying was so familiar, he seemed to have seen it somewhere before, after thinking about it, he was suddenly shocked, and thought: "This method is very similar to the situation outside Putian City that night. At that time, I was about to be injured by the steel wire, but a short wooden stick flew out of nowhere and blocked the steel wire..."

Li Wenxuan asked: "That night at the gate of Putian city, you were the one who beat the steel wire with a wooden nail and rescued me secretly?"

"Save? I can't say it. It's just that I was forced into a dangerous situation by such a thing. Don't you feel particularly ashamed? I just can't stand it anymore." It was obviously to save people, but when Zijing said it, it was The yin and yang strange qi and slowness make people feel a lot of discomfort.

Hearing this, Li Wenxuan felt a little ashamed. The man who used the steel wire outside the city gate that day was really average, but by virtue of the ingenuity of the steel wire, he easily pushed himself into a desperate situation and almost lost his life. life.

"Why did you take away my Qingshuang Sword and Myriad Flowers Sword Manual?" Li Wenxuan continued to ask.

Zijing took a sip of the wine, seemed to have endless aftertaste, and said after a while: "I originally planned to kill you to avenge Master Situ, but later I saw that you didn't seem like the real murderer, so I let you go temporarily." Go ahead, as for those things, hehe, I just look at the Qingshuang Sword and the sword manual, so I just take a look."

Li Wenxuan gritted his teeth angrily, and said in his heart: "When you snatched the Qingshuang Sword and the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Manual, I was in such pain that I wanted to die, but you are better off. Let’s take a look, I want to get it done!” Li Wenxuan said angrily, “You know, what you’re doing is robbery, it’s... breaking the law, do you know it! You’re still an eminent monk in Putian Temple!”

"Haha." Zijing laughed loudly and said, "Well, I know, I just robbed you, what's the matter? As for the high or low monk, I haven't been a monk for many years, and the Buddha has long forgotten .” After that, he took another gulp of wine.

"That's right, he knows he's doing something bad, but what's the matter, what can you do to this person?" Li Wenxuan was stunned, feeling like what he said was nonsense.

Seeing Li Wenxuan froze for a while, Zijing suddenly rolled on the spot, rolled in front of Li Wenxuan, spun around on the ground, holding the wine gourd firmly in her hand, not even spilling a drop of wine.

This life-saving method of rolling on the ground, Li Wenxuan learned from Tie Nan, so he is most familiar with it. I don’t know how many times when Li Wenxuan encountered a situation where he couldn’t dodge his moves, he just rolled away like this. However, seeing Zijing rolling around like this, the disgust towards him in my heart suddenly lessened by half, and I thought: "Yes, this person is Uncle Tie's master, alas!"

Zijing came in front of Li Wenxuan, and asked with a smile: "Let me ask you, where is that kid Tie Nan? Where is he now?"

Li Wenxuan looked at Zijing's eyes, and there seemed to be something shining in his eyes, and he could see that there were many expectations and many thoughts, "Yes, Uncle Tie is his apprentice, I think the relationship must be very good, right? If I tell him that Uncle Tie's family is...will he be very sad?"

Li Wenxuan hesitated, Li Wenxuan didn't dare to look up at him, but at this moment, every subtle change on Li Wenxuan's face was seen by Zi Jing, Zi Jing couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart, as if he knew there would be some bad news, suddenly He grabbed Li Wenxuan's shoulder and asked, "Say! Where's the Tie Nan people!"

Zijing's strength was very strong, and Li Wenxuan's arm was very painful from being grabbed, but Li Wenxuan was embarrassed to struggle, not because the man in front of him was so strong in martial arts and had such a strange temper, but because his eyes were already a little red, I can't bear it.

"Uncle Tie...he..."

"What's up with him?"

"He passed away……"

Zijing's head exploded, and for a moment he felt dizzy. Li Wenxuan could hear what Li Wenxuan said clearly, but he couldn't believe it, "No, you lied to me, right? Yes, you must You lied to me, didn't you?"

For Li Wenxuan, apart from his father, the closest people to him are Uncle Tie's family. Aunt Tie treats him like his own child. Uncle Tie always plays with him. It was Uncle Tie who scolded him first, and then took the blame for him to escape his father's punishment. As for Tie Ling'er, he was a playmate with his childhood sweetheart when he grew up.

Li Wenxuan cried and wiped away his tears with his sleeves. Zijing also turned around. He knew that Li Wenxuan had not lied to him, so he sighed and drank heavily from the wine gourd. The wine was poured too quickly and dripped down his neck His clothes were wet, but he didn't feel it at all.

"His grandma's is actually ahead of me. Tell me, why is that kid gone?" Zi Jing seemed to be laughing when she spoke, but to Li Wenxuan it sounded more sad than crying.

Li Wenxuan truthfully told Zijing about the tragedy in Luzhoudu at that time. Zijing was very excited at first, and then closed his eyes silently. When Li Wenxuan finished speaking, he regained the tranquility of a master.

Both of them were silent for a while, and Zijing said: "It's hard for you, let you come all the way to find me? I am like this now, alas, tell me honestly, I will take away your Qingshuang sword and sword Pu, do you hate me?"

Li Wenxuan said: "I still hated you until yesterday, but I don't hate you so much today."

Zijing asked: "You must be very strange, why did I seek your bad luck at that time, right?"

Li Wenxuan nodded.

Zijing smiled and said: "At first, I was used to idleness, and I didn't ask about Jianghu affairs for a long time, but that day I heard the news of Situ Ying's death in Putian Temple. With grace and me, I went all the way north, planning to kill the murderer to avenge Situ Ying. In fact, before you met me in the wine shop, I had followed you two in the dark for two full days. Now you have the brain to listen to me here Speak, it's your fate!"

(End of this chapter)