Only then did Chen Yu know the name of the person in front of him.
Qian Xuanzhong?
The tips of his eyebrows twitched, and he felt something familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
Opposite, the knight in green named Qian Xuanzhong was taking care of his clothes and recalling them in his mind. However, since he was not familiar with the Shiya County area, he couldn't think of which grand temple Yunhe Temple was after much thinking.
It shouldn't be too bad to teach someone as young and promising as Chen Yu, probably from some hidden temple.
"Taoist Chen has such great power at such a young age. Yunhe Guan must have a lot of talents and profound Taoism." Qian Xuanzhong in front of him said with admiration.
These words are sincere. Judging from the appearance of the person in front of me, who is less than twenty, he has already penetrated his whole body and stimulated his inner energy. He is much better than those laymen who have been practicing for half their lives and are still stuck at the pass. At least within Xizhou, it can be considered
Young and promising.
In fact, Chen Yu's body turned twenty half a year ago, but his face doesn't look older, so he looks younger.
"It's just a small temple in the mountains. The population is sparse, and there are few disciples walking down the mountain." Chen Yu, who knows his family affairs, twitched the corner of his mouth and cupped his hands and said, "It is far from being as chivalrous and heroic as a layman.
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"Hahaha, the Taoist priest is joking. I just can't get used to seeing these scum. How can I be considered a hero?"
Neither of them were good talkers, and since they had just met, they really didn't have much to talk about. So after some dry flattery, they started discussing business matters.
“How to deal with this person?”
Qian Xuanzhong raised his long sword and put it against the chin of the bandit leader Liu Bao. The sharp edge was oozing with coldness, making the other party tremble and not dare to make any move.
Chen Yu lowered his head and pondered, thinking it would be better to report to the official.
As soon as he mentioned his thoughts, Qian Xuanzhong shook his head when he heard the words, "The Taoist priest doesn't know something. If I guessed correctly, the origins of these gangsters may not be that simple."
"..." Sure enough, there is a big one behind?
Chen Yu's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were helpless. Don't beat the young ones to the old ones. It's all boring.
Qian Xuanzhong, however, didn't know what he was thinking and kept talking to himself. In his words, he revealed a series of things that happened in Shiya County recently.
A few months ago, bandits gathered on Baiguo Mountain, dozens of miles away from here, went down to the village to rob, and kidnapped the wife and daughter of a wealthy family, who then offered a large reward. In addition, many hunters from the surrounding villages below the mountain were summoned.
Let's go into the mountains together to suppress bandits.
Chen Yu heard this at the entrance of the city last time he went down the mountain, but it was not as detailed as what the other party said now.
According to Qian Xuanzhong, he was traveling in that area and joined the bandit suppression team.
At this moment, Chen Yu finally remembered why the name Qian Xuanzhong was familiar.
Qian Xuanzhong.
A young hero who is said to be from Qiyang came from Taiding Prefecture, slaying demons and defending the law and doing chivalry and justice all the way. He is a rare young hero in the martial arts world of Xizhou.
Because he often wears green clothes and is good at wielding a long sword, some good people gave him a nickname.
"It turns out that layman Qian is the Tsing Yi sword, which I have admired for a long time."
Chen Yu heard someone say in a teahouse that a young chivalrous man named Tsing Yi Sword was traveling in Guangyong Mansion. He didn't expect to see him today.
Although the opponent is also only third-rate, his fighting experience is not on the same level, and his strength is naturally different.
"It's just a humble name, not worth mentioning."
Qian Xuanzhong openly admitted that he went out to fight partly to fight injustice, but also to hone his martial arts skills and gain fame.
As a warrior, he lives in a complicated world and wants nothing more than fame and fortune. He has little interest in profit, but he is somewhat interested in cultivating a reputation.
Talking about the group of bandits in front of him, Qian Xuanzhong told Chen Yu that during the previous suppression of bandits, the leader of the bandits on Baiguo Mountain, Boss Song, had been killed by him with his sword.
Logically speaking, this ragtag group of ordinary people and gangsters should disperse in one fell swoop.
This is also the case. None of the hunters and knights participating in Baiguo Mountain were killed. The wealthy landowners only demanded that the culprits be killed.
Some of the remaining bandits were captured by the crowd and imprisoned in the government, while others were driven away. Others took advantage of the chaos and fled without a trace.
Normally, this matter should have ended here. The Ginkgo bandits of the past were completely destroyed, King Litian died, and everything returned to peace and tranquility.
However, just a few days ago, a group of gangsters named Ginkgo Bandits suddenly appeared like something growing out of the ground and ran rampant in Shiya County!
In a short period of time, they attacked more than ten villages and slaughtered hundreds of neighbors.
It cannot be said that it is not cruel.
At that time, Qian Xuanzhong was about to leave and continue his journey to the next county town. When he received the news, he was puzzled and started looking for traces of this group of "Ginkgo Bandits" again.
I want to know who can regroup the defeated bandits and do more evil in a very short period of time than before.
"What the layman means is that these gangsters are not the real Ginkgo gangsters?" Chen Yu asked.
"That's right. The Baiguo bandits have been destroyed long ago, but there are no bandits. All the bandits in total are only twenty or thirty, and now this group alone far exceeds this number."
Qian Xuanzhong, who personally eradicated the Baiguo bandits, had a say in this. He stared at Liu Bao, who was limp and weak under him, and said unhurriedly, "Besides, the Baiguo bandits are just a group of ordinary people, but they are not like this person."
Tongjin warrior!"
A Tongjin martial artist may not be as famous as a second-rate or first-rate master, but he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, and how can he end up mixing with thieves and becoming gangsters.
Obviously, this group of gangsters is far more than just ordinary thieves. Their origins are inexplicable, and there may be other forces behind them.
The leader, Liu Bao, was largely inserted by that force.
"Ask him, maybe he knows something."
Next to me, Chen Yu listened for a while and felt that this matter was a bit convoluted, and it was really hard to keep track of it. So he didn’t plan to speculate here and there, and asked the person involved directly if he had any questions.
If he really digs it out, and then considers the big and small things behind it, to be honest, after rescuing the villagers, he no longer wants to participate in the next thing, but he is still a little curious, and it depends on the money.
What can Xuan Zhong ask?
Opposite him, Qian Xuanzhong nodded in response.
Then, the two took turns asking questions, during which they also played a round of red-faced, stabbing and threatening with swords and sticks. As a result, I don’t know whether it was because they had too little questioning experience or because the other party was really tough. In short, both of them were already dry mouthed and covered in blood.
Liu Bao, who had a few more big wounds on his face, remained silent and stared at their faces with a cannibalistic look in his eyes.
At this time, Chen Yu was stroking his chin, thinking of ways to get the other person to speak, when Qian Xuanzhong beside him suddenly said something.
"Taoist Priest, if it really doesn't work, I have a solution that you can try."
He was curious and wanted to see what the other party was doing.
"Don't worry, I have tried this method on many evil people who have caused trouble. No matter how hard I gritted my teeth before, I was able to open their mouths."
Then, under his gaze, Qian Xuanzhong untied his belt and spread it out in his hands, half squatting on the ground, revealing a row of acupuncture tools on the brocade of the belt.
Chen Yu was stunned, feeling as if the other party had suddenly transformed from a sword-wielding knight into a guest appearance to an old Chinese medicine practitioner in the mountains.
As if reading his thoughts, Qian Xuanzhong explained with a smile: "This set of needles was given to me by a doctor who rescued Yishan during my travels. At that time, I learned a lot about the identification of medicines and herbs from him, and this
One-hand acupuncture.”
Chen Yu was silent. He didn't expect that the young gentleman in front of him, with fluttering green clothes and extraordinary handsomeness, was also a senior acupuncture master.
So... versatile.
Facts speak louder than words. The Tsing Yi Sword's acupuncture skills are indeed outstanding, and he even once doubted that they could be comparable to his opponent's sword skills.
Because it only took half an hour for Liu Bao, the gangster leader who was lying on the ground in front of him, to be out of breath and out of breath, like a fish that jumped out of a pond and was short of water.
Fully sixteen five-inch long silver needles were driven into the body at various points in the major points and joints throughout the body.
Then the green-robed swordsman kept pricking another needle into the middle of the human body. Internal energy surged out, and the needle tip drilled through the flesh and penetrated deep into the blood and bones.
Half of Liu Bao's body was suddenly twisted, and his body was moving like a dead fish. White bubbles were spitting out of his mouth, his eyes were bloodshot, his forehead was covered with sinister veins, and his face was twisted into a ball like a rag.
Between tears, he whined and moaned, begging for mercy in a low voice.
"Oh...please...please...please...please give me a...pleasure..."
"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"
Ignoring the other party's expression that he was worse off than dead, Qian Xuanzhong put away the silver needle indifferently, looked at Chen Yu, and said with admiration, "As expected of a Tongjin warrior, his will is tenacious enough, and he was able to persist until the seventeenth needle.
"It's a pity that I couldn't hold on for a little longer, otherwise I really wanted to see the effect of the eighteenth and nineteenth injections in the back of my head."
As he said this, he kept sighing and glanced back at the dying Liu Bao, as if he felt resentful for not having enough fun.
Seeing this scene, Chen Yu couldn't help but move his position, thinking that it would be better for him to have less contact with the Tsing Yi Jian in the future.
The needle pricked him, making his eyelids twitch.
Thanks (ω`), it’s not just a stand-alone machine, hehe (﹃)