Chapter 13: Meet

The girl in the cap did not pay attention to her brocade boy. She looked over the shoulder of the boy and looked at the tall old man who was also step by step. Her look was sullen: "You will kill if you have a word, although you have your reasons, but I feel like this. wrong."
In the cold girl's seven or eight steps away from the cold girl, she stopped her body and said with sincerity: "My name is Gao Song, and I am a big Yangyang County. If Grandpa Wu is offended, I am willing to apologize and compensate the girl." ""
The tall old man stood behind the Jinyi teenager and was in a complicated mood. The so-called Gaoyang children of Dayangyang County are actually just a subtle statement. In the 12,000-year-old country, the people sitting in the dragon chair were surnamed Gao, and the emperor of Taizu was Longxing in Xiangyang County.
The girl was indifferent to this, raised her hands and tightened the bandages, and said to the old man: "If it is outside, facing a martial arts master who is very likely to have been 'the wind and the wind', I am definitely not an opponent. But at this moment I only need to fly the sword, you will die."
The tall old man sneered: "As long as the assassin knows your killer in advance, with the body of his deputy master, as long as he protects the vitality, how can you pierce the ten swords? He is still so, let alone I am taller than him. Two realms, one of which is also regarded as a martial arts scorpio. Little girl, I don't know where you come from, I can say that the word "must die".
The girl frowned, and one hand quietly held the handle. "I am a very troublesome person. I hate to quarrel with others. Otherwise, we will try to see the true and false? Who wins who makes sense, how?"
Old people who have little chance of being threatened are somewhat annoyed. If it is not in this embarrassing place where the gods are dejected, then the girl’s cultivation is such a cultivation, and she is gifted again. The old man can crush 10 people with one hand. To take a step back, if it is not the heavy responsibility, you need to take care of the young princes who have been placed high hopes by the big country. Even if the old man is being seriously injured by the avenues of self-circulation here, he should also give a good lesson to the girl who is not tall and thick, and the newborn burdock is not afraid of the tiger. The courage is commendable, nothing more, it does not mean that the tiger will not eat the burdock.
The teenager who claimed to be a high-ranking Jinyi quickly rushed to the round: "If the girl must be investigated, I am willing to take it out as a make up."
Gao Hao bowed his head and opened the cloth pocket at the waist, pulled out the square jade, held it with one hand, and handed it to the girl in the distance. "In good faith, I only ask the girl not to pursue the unintentional offense of former Grandfather Wu. He is after all. It is out of loyalty and has no harmful heart."
The tall old-fashioned suddenly became awkward, and he was stunned on one knee. He was afraid of restlessness: "Nothing under the temple! How can the old slave be pickled? This is the place where the imperial concubine is located. It is a rare treasure in the world and can even carry folks. Incense, how can the two be compared, and your Highness is to kill the old slaves!"
The high-ranking teenager who was born in Tianhuanggui was stiff and stiff.
The girl seems to be impatient, sneer and laughed: "The frog that is at the bottom of the well, but everyone likes to cherish the treasure. Take the Fang Yuxi back, I always like a word, so that the gentleman is not good."
The girl acted neatly and turned and left.
The teenager in Jinyi was relieved. "Get up, Grandpa Wu, it’s awkward. I am squatting at the 12 Daegu Temples. I have only been swearing at the emperor. If you are seen by a six-speaker or a rite, you can come up with something. We both have to be unlucky. OK, this trip to the town, I have been honoured by the ancestors, and we have completed it satisfactorily. We will not leave the place, and we will leave this place quickly, and we should not take it lightly when we meet with our own people. I know the six pillar countries in the Daxu dynasty. Among them, Yuan and Cao are opposing camps, but it is unfortunate that these two pillars have nothing to do with our big brother Gao. Once Wu Grandpa, you have an accident here, and your combat power is impaired. It is very difficult for me to return to the amnesty safely."
The old man nodded and slowly got up. "The old slave knows the importance of the matter and is in a hurry."
When the old man said the word "urgent", the girl in the hat had gone out for more than 20 steps.
There was a breeze around the Jinyi teenager, and the horns and the robes of the robes were blown up.
It turned out that the old man who was in power and arrogance in the big man had never let go of the girl’s mind. At this time, he had already rushed away. The first three steps were heavily trampled on the ground of the alley, and the sound was dull, and there was more than one foot at the bottom of the ground. At the fourth step, the old man has already leaped high and punched his vest to the girl.
The girl's waist was suddenly twisted, with the left toe as the support point, and the right hand was pulled out of the sheath. There was a brighter white glow in the alley than the sun.
The tall old man smashed it with the pressure of the top, and he punched it straight on the blade. The back of his hand was only cut off by a sharp edge. The old slammed into the ground and continued to push forward. The knife girl has been backwards backwards, and the old man immediately downplayed a palm, seemingly slow and calm, but in fact lightning is generally pushed on the forehead of the girl, the old man just wants to add gravity, a palm breaks the head hidden under the skull cap, quickly Steps move, the body shape traverses a foot, slamming, looking down, the advantage device penetrates the chest of your right from the back, is the tip of the sword.
The old man's face is unchanged, and the close together to clamp the tip of the sword and push backwards.
The sword that follows the girl’s heart will come out and launch his own chest.
Because of the blockage of Feijian, the old not only failed to smash the girl's head in one hand, the girl who flew out and fell in the alley, took a breather, got up and became a raccoon, and soon from a The alley lane disappeared.
The teenager's face was gloomy and terrible, his fists were clenched, and his face was full of anger. He said: "The imperial of the imperial horse, the imperial of Wu Yu, Wu Yan Temple! Why don't you listen to my suggestion, you have to do this kind of thing, really think this The town is the most invincible in the Wusong Temple. It is clearly that we are doing the wrong thing. Afterwards, she has never been aggressive. She is willing to let things go. Why do you want to be so poisonous? It is simply deceiving too much!"
The old escaped from the direction of the alley from the girl, took back the line of sight, turned and walked back, and the waist was straight, and it became more and more imposing. The old man walked back slowly step by step, like stepping on the heart.
The teenager felt the suffocating power, was oppressed by a slave, and was full of anger, wide eyes, and gnashed his teeth: "Yu Majian Wusong Temple, you are a capital crime!"
The old said indifferently: "His Highness, the crime of death for a crime, needs to be determined by the majesty. In the eyes of the family, the safety of His Royal Highness is the weight of the mountain, and it is placed in the most important position, and the existence of the girl in the town itself is in the family. It seems that it has become an urgent need, so I really want everything to be done, only to kill her, she is dead, and the family can be at ease."
Seeing the raging anger of the teenager’s eyes, the old sighed and whispered:
I have served in the palace for more than 60 years. I have seen too many intrigues, bloody, non-stick. Blood, countless, for the people, there is no confidence in the family. It is only the assassination of the escort, large and small, the family will solve no less than 30. Your Highness, the insidious blackmail of the assassin killer Absolutely beyond imagination, especially the sorrowful sorcerers, which are simply unreasonable, just take the masked killer and the hat girl..."
Jinyi teenager stretched out his finger and pointed to the indifferent old eunuch. He yelled: "Shut up! You are the old man! I don't want to hear your nonsense! I am only sure that you have ruined me carefully, it is a blind man. Knowing that the girl who can control Feijian is a talented and amazing person! Even among the practitioners who are on the mountain, she is also the most outstanding genius! This kind of role, it is said that it is big or big. It is the entire Dongbao Pingzhou, she is also a rare phenomenon! I only need to train her for ten years, up to twenty years, she will be the most powerful assassin in the shadow behind me! You are a land god, is a martial art Grand Master, what is it?! What is the result? I am a sorghum, the future Prince of the Dalai dynasty! It is the master of your Wu Laojiao!"
It is very strange that the vicissitudes of the eunuchs have not been annoyed by a "old man", but their eyes have become more gratified. When the boy vents, he finally stops the street. The old man looks at the panting teenager and smiles: "His Highness, While you may be because some things never experienced before, so I do not know morals treacherous and misunderstandings, but one thing done well Highness, His Majesty is very elegance of the year. "
The atmosphere is awkward.
After high Zhen calm, you should be aware of their wrong before has not been handpicked to become crown prince, on the right a horseman prison paw print eunuch, one of the big Sui Palace and three elderly janitor, so disrespectful, and the key to this person also won the trust of Fu Huang queen mother of two, then Prince high Zhen Zhang of the mouth of it, but to see that the curse's power to do their own old castrated eunuch, smiled and said: "Your Highness, remember one thing, do not tell human casually say I'm sorry, there is no need, also in vain spoil the identity servant may not appreciate. even if guilty, should be buried deep in my heart, known as the world Know the real dragon emperor king, is the buccal Ninth of the day the Constitution of respect ...... "
High Zhen said: "Wu grandfather to my identity now, say this too early."
The old suddenly became physically tight. If he was close to the enemy, he would pull the jinyi juvenile behind him and the old man would look over the body of the masked killer.
There was a slender middle-aged Confucian, who suddenly appeared at the end of the alley and slowly walked in. He came to the vicinity of the killer's body. After kneeling down, he took off the towel and saw only a strange face, no eyebrows, and was cut. Nose, face lettering.
There is no doubt that this was a criminal before life.
Confucianism is silent, and it is indeed premeditated. I am afraid that this plan must start from the Temple of Literature.
Gao Yan’s eyes were hot, coming out from behind the old eunuch, bending over and doing it, no matter how to say it first, then he looked up and asked: "Dare to ask, but Mr. Qi of the Cliff College?"
The Confucian stood up and said to Gao Song: "If you took the lead in taking a big chance, you two can't leave so easily today."
The foreigners killed each other in the town. According to the rules of the first four saints, the punishment is not heavy, but it is not too light. Compared with the indiscriminate killing of the town, the ordinary people will be expelled, and the struggle between outsiders will be There is an obvious "vulnerability" that allows people to make up for it. The sorghum is a three-pronged person. The reason why they all carry a "defective" is that they have made the worst preparations so that they can be introduced as scapegoats at critical moments. Or else it’s just a quota, it’s going to cost half of the savings of the Emperor’s inner bank. It’s a private money from the kingdom and the emperor’s house, and the whole amount is half, the amount is big. So who is willing to be such a big head for no reason?
In fact, the popular point is to spend money to eliminate the disaster.
It’s just that the expenses here are not overemphasized by the evacuation of a Jinshan Yinshan. The so-called big money in the secular market is a child’s play.
The sorghum who was ordered to go to the squadron continued to say to himself: "Mr. Qi, if you have a chance in the future, can you go to my Daxu Academy to give lectures? I am willing to be a special gentleman, and I will treat the ‘national teacher’ in a virtual position!

The old thought about it, but still did not stop the juvenile's swearing remarks.
If you can really convince the scholar, you will make a plan for Daegu Gao in the future, and the emperor will definitely be Longyan.
The Confucian smiled and did not answer this question.
The old treats the girl who meets the Pingshui, kills the fruit, and is ruthless. At this time, facing the Dinghaishen, who is sitting here in the town, Mr. Qi of the Cliff College, he showed another extreme attitude, bowing his head and clenching his fist: "Mr. Qi, There are many harassment, but also hope that Haihan. It is really helpless to take a shot to a younger generation. I hope that Mr. will understand the hard work of the family as a servant of the high family."
Qi Jingchun waved his sleeve and "speeded away."
Gao Song and the old had to leave and just left a route for the girl to retreat.
The teenager whispered, "Is she dead?"
The old shook his head and said: "It is definitely not a long life. Flying sword is nothing more than letting her live a little more, and it doesn't help."
The boy hesitated for a moment and curiously asked: "When did Grandpa Wu see that she was driving the flying sword, it was far from being so relaxed and comfortable?"
The old man said: "It’s too late, and her early wisdom has missed her feet."
The teenager is surprised.
The old took the boy out of the original alley and whispered: "There is a question asked by the family, and the temple has seen more precious things in the world, and will you be interested in the ordinary porcelain of the town?"
The teenager patted the waist pocket and smiled. "Of course not. Only this Fang Yu, or something similar to it, can make me happy."
The old nodded: "It is this reason. When the girl was killed in the sword, the heart was like water, and it was extremely calm and calm, just like... the ordinary people ate and sipped Lazar. And after discovering that my real martial art was repaired, it was decisive. The idea of ​​abandoning the battle, especially the fear of me to see through her guilty guilty, deliberately provoke us, her true intention is to find a step for each of the two sides, is afraid that the family will kill, and would rather not kill I am willing to misplace and scribble her, so she must break the game. Of course, it turns out that she is not doing well. But in the end, at a young age, it is not easy to have this kind of mind. But the more so, once you return to the mountains, Let it grow and thrive, and the threat to His Royal Highness will be greater in the future."
The old man said with emotion: "Young girls are just like the temperament. If they are murderous or murderous, they are not strange, but they are calm after thinking about it, or they can’t afford half a snack. It is very abnormal. It can even be said that this can only be experienced by the temperament of a person, with a person's talent level, qualifications, good or bad, there is not much relationship. No matter the monk or Wufu, many geniuses are early, it is short The board is too obvious, and it is easy to be a bad thing when it happens."
Gao Hao lamented: "It is a pity anyway."
The old half-truthed and joked: "His Royal Highness, if such a character's life and death, you must sigh once, then when you really stand on the top of the mountain after your Highness, you should be very busy."
The teenager smiled and said: "I don't believe it."
The old suddenly said: "I don't know if I am illusory. I feel that Mr. Qi, who is practicing in the sky, seems to have a big problem."
This big prince is indifferent to his face: "In any case, as long as you can get this 'longmen' 玺, even if you're done, where do you think of this valuable treasure, you actually become a big seller of big business, So it’s time for us to accept it. When I talk about the golden squid, I can’t help but think of the sandals boy...

The old smiled and said: "His Royal Highness is thinking about finding an opportunity later, thank you for this boy?"
The teenager shook his head: "Where, I am distressed by the bag of copper coins."
The old man laughed awkwardly.
After the Sui Dynasty, maybe there will be a diligent emperor?

A secluded alley in the north-south direction, only the sound of the car.
There is a young Taoist who has a lotus crown on his head. He didn’t do business early today. He was driving forward. When he thought about going back to his place of residence, he packed up and quickly went home. This mess, who blended with the stove.
There was a slender black man, suddenly coming out from the east-west lane, squatting out, and finally leaning against the wall, slowly moving, one hand over the hood and the shallow tulle, slamming his mouth, one finger toward Young Taoist.
The young Taoist hurriedly bowed his head and said silently: "I can't see me... I can't see me... Too old Laojun is in a hurry as a law...even, it is still the Buddha bless, the Bodhisattva shows the spirit..."
When a Taoist priest comes to the head, he does not ask for the ancestors of Sanqing, but instead seeks to worship Buddha. It is really a bit ugly.
Sure enough, the Buddha Bodhisattva seems to be unwilling to take care of the disciples of the disciples under the door. The captain girl does not know where the last bit of force emerged, swaying and rushing to the Taoist, ploping a heavy fall, but the last hand slammed The foot of the Taoist.
The young Taoist hands hold their heads in their hands and look like a collapsed look. It seems that they are looking up at the sky: "A big cause and effect come over, isn’t it equivalent to let the poor road be engraved on the forehead with the words 'dedication to death'? These days, the clouds traveled around, the winds and the nights, the mountains and the wading, often walking on the street and being bitten by dogs... very hard, good! This account is not five hundred years old. It is not clear at all... The road to poverty is so shallow that I really can’t afford any heavy burden...

The young Taoist who has been incoherent has bowed his head, and there is no tears in his face. "Little girl, you are compassionate, let go of the poor road, good luck, and look back on the poor road to help you find a beautiful place, the feng shui is very good, Definitely able to Fuzezizi... Oh, no, the girl is still a big niece, then..."
The girl has completely passed out.
The young Taoist eyes see no one, and the lower body will quietly open the five fingers of the girl.
Hey.
The flying sword hangs in the air, the tip of the sword is far from the eyebrows of the young Taoist, but three inches.
The young Taoist loosened his hand without revealing his face, and his face was full of pity. Da Yi said with amazement: "If people are not grass, can you have no heart of compassion? The life of the poor road is like the moon, is it the kind of person who can't help?"
The young Taoist sits cross-legged, and the whole handsome face is about to wrinkle. "It’s a hassle to send it next."
The flying sword that has been three inches from the eye of the Taoist has been swiftly moved forward by one inch.
The Taoist patiently explained: "If you want to let your master survive, you need a helper in the poor road. Yes, you go to the old banyan tree and poke a scorpion leaf. The poor road first lifts this vitality for her, you The owner is a little special. The poor road does not want to save people in order to save people. At that time, she accidentally delayed her cultivation, this new cause and effect... and his mother’s death has made a hundred deaths..."
Flying sword seems to be hesitating, and the tip of the sword trembles slightly.
The Taoist did not have a good air: "When you go early, your master can take a step back from the ghost gate. Going late, everyone will die together!"
Feijian disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The Taoist whispered angrily: "Lang has a feeling of affection, and it is a good person. You Qi Jingchun, Mr. Qi Da, is good, and he doesn't rub his butt!"
The young Taoist has one hand to help, and one hand refers to the shackles. "Tolerance of the poor road to calculate, will send you to the town where the family, you can survive, the other party will not be destroyed. First from the Lu family ... Lu home No, it’s almost like Zhao’s. It’s already in the air, then Song’s family?

The voice of the Taoist people in this alley has not fallen.
The Song family in the street of Fulu, all the door gods posted on the door of the size, instantly lost their glory, dull, and the smoky smoke of the mortal invisible to the naked eye.
Deep in the courtyard, a barefoot old man vicissitudes old man pushed out the door and stood in the yard and jumped and yelled: "Which is murdering my Song family?! Stand up and fight!"
The young Taoist coughed and said to himself: "The Liu family at Fulu Street is full of incense, like the master who can do something, try it?"
Liu Jia’s family ancestral tribute, which has been passed down for thousands of years, bursts into tears and there are a series of shocking cracks.
There is a thick old voice, and the dragon's walking stick is used to hit the ground. "Where is it sacred, can you come out and see?!"
The young Taoist pretends that nothing has happened. "The Wei family in Taoye Lane? When you see your home is a good thing, you can afford this cause and effect."
Soon there will be old people who use secret techniques to sing and yell at the school. "Qi Jingchun! You don't care?! If you can't manage it, or if you don't dare to control it, just get out and let the position go!" He came to clean up this sneaky guy! Or all this, is that you Qi Jingchun himself is venting personal grievances?"
There was a man on the side of the small creek south of the town's covered bridge. He was leading a man to dig a well. After standing straight, he moved to the north lip.
It sounded like a spring thunder, rolling in the streets of Fulu Street and Taoye Lane. "Enough! Don't align Mr. disrespect, and I will never let someone in the town before the vernal equinox!"
For a time, the world is lonely, and the silence is silent.
The culprit sitting next to the alley cart was grabbing a hand of the black girl, and then threw the green leaves of the flying sword on her palm.
After the leaves touch the girl's palm wound, if the ice and snow melt, it will dissipate in a blink of an eye.
The young Taoist sighed: "Every time I see this situation, I have to make a contribution to this world."
After brewing for a long time, the Taoist failed to come up with words that he was satisfied with.
The young Taoist finally bowed his head and looked at the girl who was slightly angry. Some of them were guilty. "Since the amount of gas you are involved is bigger than the imagination of the poor road, you can only do the opposite. On the town, Six hundred households, intertwined with each other, have been immersed in the atmosphere of this party for generations. You have to say that it is easy to find a guy with a squandering temper, but finding a poor man is harder than going to heaven. It is like It’s in the hall of the pilgrimage, it’s easy to find a big official, find a cockroach, how do you find the poor road?

The young Taoist snorted.
Really found such a poor worm.
He didn't have the slightest surprise, but he was stunned, closed his eyes and asked himself.
The young Taoist sighed. "No matter what, first look at how you will choose. The poor road will never force you. If you don't want it, the poor road will take the cause and effect yourself."
In the end, he learned how to put his hands together. "Buddha bless, Bodhisattva shows spirit, you must let the poor road pass this robbery."

In the mud bottle lane.
The young Taoist stooped and pushed a two-wheeler and stopped outside a courtyard. After knocking on the door, he asked, "Is Chen Ping safe?"
On the stroller, in the corner of the corner, there is a long sword with a white-skinned sheath, a flying sword in the sheath, and a sick one, as if the young Taoist person was found to be so broken.