Wushuang thought about Xiaoliu and couldn't help but feel a little confused. She didn't even hear Xiaoqi calling her in her arms.

It was not until Xiaoqi pushed her twice that she came to her senses.

"Sister Wushuang!"

"Ah, what's wrong?" Wushuang, who came to his senses, quickly looked at Xiaoqi.

Xiaoqi looked at Wushuang, although she felt a little strange, but she, who was also worried, did not ask too much, but asked Wushuang:

"Sister Wushuang, I can't sleep. Can you teach me martial arts?"

"Martial Arts? Now?" Wushuang was stunned for a moment when she heard this. She touched Xiaoqi's head and looked at the night outside. Although the night was deep, she no longer felt sleepy. Moreover, it was a long time since Xiaoliu left, so he should be back soon, right?

Thinking of this, Wushuang nodded with a smile.

"Okay, then I will teach you martial arts as a teacher. What are you going to learn? Or do you want to stance?"

When Xiaoqi heard Wushuang agree, a happy smile appeared on his face, but when he heard that he was still staging, her happy smile instantly collapsed. Xiaoqi hurriedly begged:

"Sister Wushuang, we can't do it again tomorrow. My feet are still sore now. I want to learn something else. Why don't you teach me how to fly? It's the kung fu you flew around the street that day, I want to learn it?"

Xiao Qi looked at Wushuang with anticipation. Wushuang wanted to say a few words: to educate Xiao Qi to learn martial arts from the basics and not to be too ambitious. However, looking at Xiao Qi's expectant eyes, her heart became soft again.

"Okay, but, if you want to learn light skills well, the key is to first stalk firmly and practice your foot strength. If you are not yet hot, you will not be able to fly around like me. However, I can teach you breathing methods and some simple body techniques first, so that although you cannot fly around the eaves and walls, your pace and body shape will become much more flexible. When you practice this foot strength, you can easily achieve the eaves and walls in conjunction with this breathing method."

Wushuang said in detail, and Xiaoqi nodded in confusion when he heard this. Although she was a little disappointed, she knew that she had to practice the horse stance anyway. She clenched her fists secretly.

"Well, Sister Wushuang, then you can teach me this breathing method first. What should I do?" Xiaoqi asked quickly, sitting upright.

Wushuang also straightened her clothes and was about to start teaching, but at this moment, a noisy sound came, interrupting her teaching.

"Sister Wushuang, what's wrong with you?" Xiaoqi didn't hear any sound. She looked at Wushuang suddenly and asked curiously.

Wushuang listened seriously, and the voice became louder and louder. She was sure it was not her auditory hallucination. She quickly stopped Xiaoqi:

"Shhh, someone is here."

"Ah, is my brother back?" Xiaoqi asked quickly with some joy.

However, Wushuang shook his head solemnly and explained: "No, Brother Yan's light skills are very high, and he will not have such a sound when he comes and goes silently. Moreover, the sound is very complicated, so there should be a lot of people coming."

Wushuang frowned. In this wilderness, it was so late in the middle of the night that a large group of people suddenly took action together, but I am afraid that it is probably not a good person.

She was not afraid of being alone. After all, she could still run away if she couldn't beat her. But this time she brought Xiaoqi, and she couldn't just take Xiaoqi and ran away. She had to wait for Xiaoliu to come back here.

She looked around. The temple was empty, and the only thing she could hide from was those old stone statues. She hurriedly told Xiaoqi:

"Xiao Qi, you hide behind first, I'll go out and take a look."

Xiaoqi looked at Wushuang and looked nervous, and she didn't know what to do.

Wushuang hugged Xiaoqi, first went to the stone statue and then checked it. After finding that there was no problem, he hid Xiaoqi there first and hid the blanket and other objects behind it.

"Sister Wushuang, you have to be careful." Xiaoqi said with concern.

"Don't worry." Wushuang smiled and touched Xiaoqi's head. "Good Xiaoqi, sister will be back soon. You hide it here. Sister hasn't come back, so don't come out."

"Yes!" Xiaoqi nodded obediently.

After Wushuang finished the explanation, he picked up the sword left by Xiaoliu and flew out softly.

When I arrived outside the temple, the sound was getting closer and closer. Wushuang flew up to the temple wall. Although there was no fire in the distance, the moon was shining tonight. Wushuang could still vaguely see a large group of black shadows walking towards him.

The noise was getting louder and louder, and it was the voices of a large group of men, with all kinds of voices and everything they said. Wushuang was not able to distinguish their identities. In addition, the other party did not have a torch, so Wushuang could not see their appearance clearly.

Seeing that the other party was getting closer and closer, and obviously coming here, Wushuang quickly flew down from the wall and returned to the temple. She wanted to extinguish the flames, but it was too late, so she had to hurriedly hide behind the stone statue where Xiaoqi was hiding, and told Xiaoqi not to speak out for the first time.

When Xiao Qi saw Wushuang hiding in, she wanted to speak, but she also heard the sound outside the temple. She quickly closed her mouth, hid behind the stone statue with Wushuang, and quietly looked towards the direction of the temple gate.

The temple gate was broken, and soon, a group of people wearing ragged clothes and unkempt faces walked in. They all had cloth bags hanging on their bodies, with as many as there were, and most of them were holding a bowl and a bamboo stick in their hands. Judging from their clothes, they should be from the Beggars' Sect.

The leader was an old man with a back and a bear-back, strong body, a solemn face, and a momentum of being arrogant without anger. His clothes were relatively clean and he had no cloth bags on his body. He had just put a lot of patches in it. He thought he should be an important figure in the Beggars' Sect.

"Hmm? There is fire here. Someone must have stayed here just now?" The old man looked around, but everything around was cleaned up by Wushuang. He did not notice anything abnormal.

Wushuang and the others hid behind the stone statue, with dim light. In addition, there were many disciples of the Beggar Gang in the temple and the noise was noisy, so he did not find two people hiding behind the stone statues.

"Elder Gong, please take a rest first." At this time, a disciple with six cloth bags hung on him, scooped a bowl of water from somewhere and handed it to the old man.

The old man walked all night and was a little thirsty. He didn't hesitate to take the bowl and drank it clean in one breath.

Then he didn't care about these details, but thought that the man had already left, so he called everyone and said, "Okay, everyone was tired all night long, don't stand, find a place to rest."

"It's Elder Gong." The disciples responded, and then they found a seat or lie down, and they would do whatever they felt comfortable. For a moment, a large group of Beggar Gang disciples lay in a row in the temple.

Seeing this, Wushuang and Xiaoqi became more and more afraid to go out and could only continue to hide.

The Beggar Gang disciples couldn't sleep, and they directly reflected the firelight and started chatting in groups of three or five.

"You guys say, what's going on with the government this time? Why did you suddenly drive us out of the city?"

"Who knows, 80% of them are coming, right? I'm afraid we will dirty their face."

"Ha, face? Those high-ranking officials are probably not as clean as those of us beggars."

"Hey, you don't know this, I heard that the thief is coming tonight."

"Really or not?"

"It's all nonsense, the thief is coming, what does it have to do with us?"

"that is."

"What he said is true, I heard it, and I heard it..."

The beggars were originally just chatting, but the more they chatted, the more they became, the more excited they became. Gradually, more and more people joined, and even many people who had closed their eyes and planned to sleep became interested and joined in.

Elder Gong, who was standing by, listened to the disciples' chat, neither cared nor joined in. Compared to these disciples, he knew more about the content and knew the specific reason, but there was no need to say more to them.

But suddenly, a scream came from outside.

"Brothers, see what I found!"

Immediately afterwards, a horse screamed and neighed. "Neal!"

‘Oh no!’ The moment he heard the horse’s scream, Wushuang realized that it was not good, and she forgot about this.
Chapter completed!