I Honor

Gu Changqing

Gu Changqing was lying on the tree trunk, watching the situation inside the temple intently, waiting for an opportunity, and then he saw An Guoxie suddenly looking to the right, and saw the unconscious little monk cut out a line that was not clear enough but seemed to be bright. The sword light in my heart reminded me of the family in decline, and the strength that was underestimated, and the resentment was hard to dispel.

Then, he saw An Guoxie being slashed with a knife, his bones softened, and he slapped the Jie knife away dangerously. He saw the little monk unleashing a hidden weapon and raised his long sword. Divided into seven, most of them bypassed An Guoxie’s defense, ignored his dodge, and hit him.

Afterwards, he saw An Guoxie’s body swell, as if a sandstorm was about to ravage, saw the little monk holding a sword in his left hand, stabbing out a resolute and murderous sword light, saw An Guoxie’s sword in the brow, and fell to the ground powerlessly, No more life.

Wait, An Guoxie had a sword in his brow, and fell to the ground powerlessly, no longer alive

Gu Changqing seemed to be watching the flashing scenes before, and it was not until the last scene that he woke up. What happened?

“White-headed vulture” An Guoxie actually had a sword in his brow

With all nine orifices open, he died just like that, and was killed by a seemingly weak monk

Gu Changqing’s mouth was half open, and he felt like he was dreaming just now. The movements of An Guoxie and the little monk seemed to be in slow motion in the playback in his mind, which didn’t feel real at all.

He subconsciously raised his palm and patted his cheek. The pain made him understand that everything is true. One of the most outstanding disciples of the crying old man, a master with all nine orifices, and a strong man ranked thirty-sixth on the list, ” The white-headed vulture, An Guoxie, really died in front of him, at the hands of a little-known little monk

And just a few breaths ago, he was the absolute winner, torturing the little monk to death, and fell into a coma.

Who can tell me what is going on? He shouted in his heart, but there is one thing he can confirm, that is, the little monk is definitely a master, a master much better than himself

After Meng Qi destroyed the sword wounds and sword marks on An Guoxie’s body, he was about to search for what was on this guy’s body, when he heard a strange movement in the distance outside, he turned around and said in a deep voice, “Who?”

He didn’t know whether it was a friend or an enemy, so he could only sound a warning.

Gu ChangqingShocked, he jumped down from the treetops and walked towards the temple: “Little master, you asked for help in the inn before, so I came here to take a look, intending to confirm your identity, and then invite a few seniors to help. An Guoxie was killed.

When he said the second half of the sentence, he still had a subtle feeling that was not real.

Meng Qi almost didn’t recall who the frail and scholarly guy was. For Gu Changqing, it was only in the evening, only a few hours had passed, but for Meng Qi, it was almost three months ago The story happened, and it was just a one-sided relationship. I asked for help a little. If I hadn’t had a good memory, I would have blurted out “Brother, who are you?”

He has experienced a lot during this period, and he folded his hands calmly: “Amitabha, because of the matter of the teacher, the little monk was captured by Anguoxie and tortured, so when he saw a few young heroes, he couldn’t bear it.” I’m asking for help, I don’t know the surname of the young hero Gao, I can have your help, I am very grateful.”

He deliberately didn’t mention the battle just now, because he hadn’t thought of an excuse yet.

Gu Changqing waved his hand, and said with some shame: “This is Gu Jiabao Gu Changqing, I just came to have a look, how can I call it a helping hand?”

“Having the heart to save people and taking practical actions is enough to show that Master Gu is a hero and courageous.” Meng Qi said sincerely. At the same time, his heart moved. Gu Changqing seemed to be a native of the Western Regions. He should have a good understanding of the vast Gobi. I have to trouble him to help.

He is not a ruthless person, so after he got out of trouble, he wanted to find and rescue his junior brother. As for the master, although Shaolin did not expect the crying old man to appear suddenly after many years of disappearance and intercept his master, but since they dared to send the master to Western Region questioned the “landlord” of the King Kong Temple, it was absolutely certain that he had enough power to protect himself, so at most he would be injured by the crying old man. Besides, he couldn’t help at all in the confrontation of the location.

Hearing the evaluation of being chivalrous and courageous, Gu Changqing couldn’t help showing a trace of joy and complacency on his face: “This is what a righteous person of my generation should do, and I shouldn’t be wronged by my little master. I don’t know why my little master’s name can kill An Guoxie. , should not be a nameless generation of Jin nationality.”

He could tell from Meng Qi’s accent that he was a monk from the Jin Dynasty.

“The name of the little monk is really determined. Just now, he only relied on his unique secret method to quietly unlock the acupoints. He also hid a bottle of venom and a poison dart in his body, so he killed An Guoxie when he was hard to be distracted by the healing. He is much inferior to him.” Meng Qi had already thought of an excuse, and pushed it to the fact that An Guoxie was dead anyway, and no one knew that he had abolished his dantian, pinched his arm, and no one knew. Was that knife and sword his spoils, used by him.

Gu Changqing thought back on the process just now, except for a slight error at the beginning, it seems to be quite consistent, and he really decided that the dharma name is indeed unknown, so he smiled and nodded: “An Guoxie is cruel and powerful, but he died on his own in the end. Under the sloppy mind, it’s really a good way to pay back, karma.”

Faced with a guy like me who cheats, anyone would be careless. Meng Qi laughed at himself inwardly.

Gu Changqing continued: “But Master Zhending, your swordsmanship and swordsmanship are also marvelous. Even if you watch from a distance, I still have a hallucination and a thrilling feeling. I don’t know what school you are from.”

“The little monk is a disciple of Shaolin.” Meng Qi didn’t hide anything because he wanted to ask Gu Changqing to be his guide to find the junior brother.

Gu Changqing subconsciously said: “It turns out that he is a Shaolin disciple, no wonder, no wonder, the saber and sword skills just now are probably Ananda’s breaking the precepts and Dharma’s sword skills.”

The King Kong Temple is good at swords, so the wind of using swords in the Western Regions is strong. Even if Gu Changqing is a swordsman, he has heard of Ananda’s breaking the precepts of swords, which is at the forefront of the world’s swordsmanship.

As for Bodhidharma’s swordsmanship, it is his own interest.

“I don’t have a lot of talent and learning, so I shouldn’t praise it.” Meng Qi replied with a tacit attitude, and then said, “Benefactor Gu, because of An Guoxie, the poor monk and his junior brother got separated. A monk dressed like this”

“No.” Gu Changqing shook his head, “The monks in the Western Regions are dressed differently from Da Jin, and I have never seen them before. What happened to the two of you and separated?”

Meng Qi thought about it for a while, thinking that in the face of An Guoxie, a master of nine orifices, Gu Changqing also had the courage to come to inquire and do a chivalrous act, so he roughly explained the matter, but did not mention the fact that he tried to escape. He said: “I don’t know how much Gu benefactor knows about the topography of the vast sea, can you explain one or two things for the little monk, so that the little monk won’t have no clue to find someone.”

“Master Xuanbei fought fiercely and cried for the old man. I wish I could witness such a world-shattering battle.” Gu Changqing sighed a few words and said, “My family has lived in the vast sea for generations, and I still know the terrain. It is extremely complicated. In detail, if the little master does not give up, I am willing to guide you.”

Meng Qi originally planned to ask him about “geography knowledge” and introduce a reliable guide, but he took the initiative to ask for it, and was a little stunned for a while: “Benefactor Gu, where are your companions?”

Gu Changqing showed a little contempt on his face: “I always thought that they were also chivalrous and courageous people who could take care of me, but now it seems that they are all timid and fearful. Compared with the young master’s risky search for juniors, they are really not on the stage. I would like to help little master.”

If you want to find true wisdom, you must go deep into the vast sea. When the horse bandits run rampant, Luo Ju will be very powerful and dangerous everywhere.Hearing Gu Changqing’s evaluation of the three companions, Meng Qi thought it was better not to make friends with the disciples of the Xueshan School. They were timid and fearful, and might betray their whereabouts.

He clasped his hands together and said sincerely: “Amitabha, the little monk, on behalf of the younger brother, thanked the benefactor first.”

“Little Master Zhending, when we set off, I can go back and say goodbye.” Gu Changqing said to do it.

Meng Qi waved his hand and said with a smile, “There’s no rush. After dawn, I have to ask Master Gu to help me buy a few sets of clothes and a few hats.”

“That’s right, your attire is too conspicuous, and it’s easy to be spotted by Ze Luoju and You Huanduo’s subordinates.” Gu Changqing suddenly said.

You Huanmao is another disciple and grandson of the crying old man who has opened the nine apertures, nicknamed “Yan Luo Lidi”, and is the leader of the seventy-two bandits in Helian Mountain. source of property.

Meng Qi added: “There may be horse bandits and spies in the oasis. If the monk goes to buy it by himself, he may be targeted, so I ask Master Gu for help.”

“No problem, hehe, the little master will have to change his tone when the time comes, don’t always be benefactors come and benefactors, so that others can still see that you are a monk.” Gu Changqing said with a smile.

After the discussion, Meng Qi bent down to search An Guoxie’s body, but unfortunately he didn’t get much. He came to help his master this time, so naturally he didn’t have any cheats on him, and he didn’t use weapons, hidden weapons, or poisons. There was nothing there, only a bottle of healing elixir that seemed to be quite good, a bag of broken silver and a few gems, and a bunch of brass keys.

“This is the Wounded Soul Replenishment Pill from the Crying Old Man’s lineage. Although the healing effect is not as good as Baicao Pill, it is not bad.” Gu Changqing recognized the pill, but unfortunately there were only two pills left in it.

He didn’t show any greed for these things, and watched Meng Qi put them away because they were his spoils.

What Meng Qi thought was that after he found his junior brother, he would pay the salary himself, which would be easier for Gu Changqing to accept.

“What is this bunch of keys for?” Meng Qi flicked the bunch of brass keys, tinkling.

Gu Changqing thought for a while and said: “An Guoxie is a well-known thief in Hanhai, with a wealth of wealth, but no one knows where his residence is. This is probably the key to his various residences.”

“No one knows how to find this.” Meng Qi said regretfully. If he got An Guoxie’s treasure, he would be able to eat delicious food and drink spicy food after leaving Shaolin.

Gu Changqing took a closer look, and pondered: “It’s not that there are no clues. Different countries and different oases have different shapes of keys. We can use the keys to narrow down the scope.”

“It makes sense.” Meng Qi admired, then put the matter aside temporarily, and together with Gu Changqing, tied An Guoxie’s body to a stone, threw it into a small lake, and destroyed the body.

The next day, Meng Qi changed into the white Confucian shirt that he had “long admired”, put on a gauze cap, and left this oasis with Gu Changqing.

At noon, a shop assistant frowned. Something was wrong. Uncle An Guo entered the temple last night. Why hasn’t he come out yet? According to the usual practice, he will come over and hang around for a while.

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