In the silent night, with the cool wind, the music of the piano lingered on the small Wuba Gang. Unknowingly, the song ended. Ye Cheng was still immersed in the thought-provoking music. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "
Brother Linghu’s wish has come true!”
Linghu Chong, who was on the side, was also very happy at this moment. He stood up hurriedly and walked towards the shabby hut behind him. He laughed loudly and said: "Old lady, why are you here too? It makes me happy!"
"You little naughty boy, I knew you wouldn't come down the mountain obediently!"
Ye Cheng's familiar low and hoarse voice came out from inside the thatched house, and the old woman continued: "You two are really fooling around, why don't you leave here? Did you not hear my instructions?"
Ye Cheng thought to himself that you came just in time, and there was no need to continue to accompany him here. Before he could say anything, he heard Linghu Chong reply: "Mother-in-law, please don't blame Brother Shouwang. It was me who refused to leave. He had no intention of leaving."
If you want to blame me for any fault, just blame me!"
"Humph, blame you? What a loyal and courageous man! Did you know that those daring guys gathered here secretly to disturb the people? Some decent people have already targeted you. I'm afraid someone will come tonight, and then forget it.
You, the great disciple of Huashan, can’t explain it clearly!”
Hearing the news, Ye Cheng was shocked. He thought that if there were Wudang disciples among the group of people who came, there would be a lot of trouble. However, the task must be completed soon, and he would ride away immediately.
If you go, there shouldn't be any big trouble.
Linghu Chong looked a little uneasy and was about to stop talking. He took a big sip of wine and then said boldly: "Old lady, I want to leave with you. I will learn piano skills from you in the future. If you want to eat some game,
I can hunt some for you, so that my mother-in-law will not have to live alone in the future!"
"Haha - Linghu Chong, what are you talking about? I don't dare to accept you. When your good master Jun Zijian finds me in Green Bamboo Valley, I won't be able to bear it!"
The old woman in the hut laughed loudly, leaving Linghu Chong speechless.
Linghu Chong looked coldly and said softly: "Although my master and master have the kindness to raise me, they have also developed a gap in me now. I am afraid that I, the eldest disciple, will no longer be interesting in the future. It is better to stay away from them, and they will be clean."
some!"
The person in the thatched house asked curiously: "Don't you still have your little junior sister? Can you actually let her go?"
Linghu Chong sighed slightly, holding the bottle of wine and drinking it without saying a word.
Ye Cheng shook his head and said: "His little junior sister has a new love a long time ago. She has forgotten about her senior brother. I'm afraid they have become inseparable. How can they still remember him as a person!"
The old woman in the thatched hut was also speechless for a while. It was very quiet on the top of the hill at this moment. The only sounds left were the sound of Linghu Chong pouring wine and the rustling of withered grass in the cold wind.
Ye Cheng wanted to laugh a little in his heart. These system characters really have some personality. A young man and an old woman who are not afraid of being in their 60s are mixed together. I really don't know what the story is behind them.
After a long time, a voice came from the thatched house: "Watcher, this is the thank you gift I gave you. Thank you for everything you did before. You can go down the mountain!"
Ye Cheng stretched out his hand to catch the small bottle that flew out of the thatched house, looked down, put it into the package with satisfaction, nodded slightly and said: "Thank you for the gift, old lady. If there are other things, you can always tell me, kid.
It’s time to go down the mountain!”
He turned around and smiled at Linghu Chong: "Brother Linghu, I'm going down the mountain now, please take care of yourself!"
Linghu Chong smiled and said: "It's a pleasure to drink with you. If you have a chance in the future, you must go to Green Bamboo Valley to find me. Then I can play a piece of music for you, haha!"
Ye Cheng nodded slightly, turned around and left.
Suddenly, there was a sound of clothes being ripped through the air, and a voice shouted: "No one is allowed to leave here today!"
After a few breaths, more than a hundred people suddenly appeared on the top of the small Wubagang Mountain. Half of them were monks with shaved heads, and the rest were all Shaolin disciples. They all had cold expressions and eyes.
They are all very good players.
What made Ye Cheng most nervous was one of the people in the crowd. It was Jianglong who had had two battles in Shangyong City. The person standing next to him was also a master. He was not tall, but had a slight
The bulging muscles show an extremely domineering feeling, giving people the feeling of being as motionless as a mountain and like a tiger coming out of its cage when it moves.
Fortunately, Ye Cheng usually likes to wear a robe over his outfit, so he lowered his head slightly so that Jianglong didn't notice.
The leader of this group is a middle-aged monk with a simple and honest appearance. If it weren't for the ruthless look in his eyes at this moment, one would really think of him as some kind of eminent monk.
Linghu Chong glanced at these people unhappily, frowned and said, "I wonder who is coming? Why did you speak so rudely earlier? Could it be that your family built this mountain top, and do you have to pay for the way down the mountain?"
The leading monk clasped his palms together and shouted the Buddha's name: "The young monk Shaolin Xuhuai, today he learned that a group of evil demons and heretics gathered in Wuba Gang. He must have done something big, so he brought people here to prepare to subdue the demons.
Eliminate demons, eradicate these evil heretics in one fell swoop, and kill more than a hundred people from the demon sect along the way. But you guys, with unknown identities, actually appeared here. You must also be from the demon sect, so please come down the mountain with me.
, repent in front of my Buddha for the rest of your life!”
Linghu Chong was shocked when he heard this and said angrily: "You actually killed them? What unscrupulous things did they do? You actually killed more than a hundred of them. They came here to heal my wounds and they didn't do anything evil at all.
You hypocrites!"
Xunhuai's face turned cold and he said: "Although they didn't do anything evil today, did they do less before? Who is not a person with bloody hands? The poor monk asked them to go back to Shaolin, but they are still hurting them wantonly.
People have bad habits that are hard to change, so I, the Buddha, have mercy and can help them get rid of them as soon as possible!"
"Get free as soon as possible? Shaolin Master is so powerful. I think many of those hundreds of people died at your hands!"
The old woman in the thatched house couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Shaolin said who is a heretic and whoever saves is a heretic. This is such a great prestige and power. I'm afraid it means punishing evil and promoting good."
They just carried out some murders and set fires. What evidence do you have that those people are evil heretics? It’s not just your own words!"
A cold light flashed in Xuhuai's eyes, and he shouted coldly: "Who is so sneaky and doesn't come out to speak to me? He is hiding his head and showing his tail. He must be a follower of the evil heretic. All the disciples listen to the order and tie up this follower of the evil sect. I am
Let’s see who dares to be so bold!”
"yes!"
More than ten disciples immediately came out and surrounded the thatched house. Their eyes flashed red. It seemed that they had indeed killed many people, otherwise it would be difficult to have such a faint evil aura.
Linghu Chong suddenly stepped out and said in a cold voice: "The person in the house is an old man. You guys are all using swords, guns and halberds. I'm afraid you'll scare her, so don't stop me!"
He said humbly and displeasedly: "To protect the disciples of the Demon Cult, come here, tie this person up together with me and take him back to the mountain gate to be punished!"
Before he could move, a disciple squeezed past him and whispered in his ear for a while.
Xu Huai then frowned and said, "Are you the top disciple of the Huashan Sect? Linghu Chong?"
Linghu Chong curled his lips and said, "Yes, it's just Linghu Chong. I wonder what the master has to say?"
"Hmph -" Xu Huai's eyes flickered and he said loudly: "Linghu Chong, you are also an upright person. Are you trying to stop me from Shaolin from capturing the disciples of the Demon Cult today? I'm afraid that if your master, Master Yue, knew about this, he would definitely not be lenient.
Got you!"
Linghu Chong sneered: "There is just an old woman over fifty years old in the thatched house. If you, Shaolin, behave like this today, are you not afraid that people in the world will find out about you and make Shaolin a laughing stock in the future? Is it because you can't catch the demon sect's members?
People, you want to use an old woman to make up for it? What a joke!"
"Bastard!" Xu Huai's face stiffened and he said angrily: "I respect you as a great disciple of the Huashan Sect, so I am trying to persuade you kindly. How could I know that you are so ignorant? The useless senior brother of the Huashan Sect in the world is a godly friend.
Jiu, do you think you can still stop me with your sword, which has no inner strength at all?"
Linghu Chong's expression remained unchanged, he grabbed the long sword into his hand with his backhand, took a sip of wine with one hand and said, "Without internal strength, it's easy to kill people like you. Do you want to try it?"
Xu Huai said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, then I have offended you. All the disciples are ordered to capture Linghu Chong, who is harboring the demon sect, and send it to Master Yue for discussion in the future!"
Yecheng Mao was standing aside, and then he knew the reason for Linghu Chong. Seeing him holding the sword hilt feebly, he sighed secretly in his heart. He really didn't know who this weak long sword could kill. I'm afraid...
It was up to him to come to the rescue.
He glanced sideways at Jiang Long, who was all ready on the side. He knew that once he made a move, he would definitely be identified. As the person who killed the three masters of Wudang, I was afraid that he would not be able to escape this trouble. He remained silent and had already calmed down.
Slowly improve your skills, be prepared to look for suitable opportunities to save people, and find ways to escape.
There were more than a dozen people surrounding Linghu Chong with disdain on their faces. No matter who you are, as long as all your inner strength is lost, no matter how strong you were before, you are now a useless person. To catch this person is just a matter of effort.
, why use so many people.
Perhaps because they already knew Linghu Chong's identity, everyone did not kill him. They just slashed at his hands and feet with their swords. As long as his long sword, which was still relatively lethal, could be killed with a single palm strike.
Before any action was taken, the sound of a piano sounded again in the thatched hut. This time, it was not as feminine as before. The sound was gentle and clear, like flowing water, and it was already ringing in everyone's ears.
Ye Cheng suddenly felt that the true energy in his body had slowed down, and it was less violent and ferocious than before. It was like a tamed tiger and lion, quietly flowing through his body. The spiritual platform was even more empty, and he immediately felt the calmness that he had not had for a long time.
I couldn't help but be more curious about the old woman in the thatched house. What kind of person she was that could have such great abilities.
But the fight in front of him at this moment made Ye Cheng even more horrified. He couldn't believe that the battle situation in front of him was like this. This was also the first time he saw Linghu Chong take action. In his eyes, the boy who had no internal strength at all could be like this.
