Taoist is not easy to mess with (also known as: Legend of Gujing Temple) Chapter 1209 From Gujing View to Gujing Village, there is a trace of bleakness
Chapter 1209 From Gujing View to Gujing Village, there is a trace of bleakness
The forests in Zhongnan were in chaos, and the children of the Confucius Mansion were wailing everywhere. At least ten of the eighteen Confucius Mansion disciples splattered blood all over the ground. Three others were frightened and trembled all over. Among the remaining few, only King Yan and Kong Dejing were still alright.
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Mr. Kong Da had a blue face, pinched a roll of bamboo slips in his hand and spread them out, as if he wanted to take action himself.
Wuqiao held a long sword in one hand and said lightly: "The tiger in Liaodong roared and killed the Central Plains, and the wolf in Guanzhong lies alone in Zhongnan. According to my wolf nature more than ten years ago, I can kill all the dozen younger generations of you, the Kong family.
Clean, but ten years later, I have been practicing in Zhongnan. I have been practicing for many years. I have never drunk blood after many years. If I hadn't sent Xiang Que back to Gujingguan today, I wouldn't have made a knife again. Since I have broken the precepts for many years, I don't care.
Kill a few people, Mr. Kong Da, if you feel uneasy, then take action. Just look at whether I can let more than half of the eighteen children in the Confucius Mansion be buried in the mountains of Zhongnan.”
"You..." Mr. Kong Da's face turned pale, he pinched the unfolded bamboo slips for a long time without saying a word. He was here to intercept Xiang Nei, but he had already run away.
If you delay the Wuqiao again, all your previous efforts will be wasted.
The most important thing is that Mr. Kong Da is not sure whether he can compete with him. If Wuqiao really kills half of the 18 disciples of the Kong Mansion, today's loss will not be a loss that can be compensated.
I have to come back, this generation of young people is the foundation of the Confucius Mansion, and it is really not worth the loss to die.
Wuqiao put away his long sword and said calmly: "I am in Zhongnan. If you want to revenge this sword, you can come here to find me. Now my purpose of sending Xiangque has been achieved. See you back.
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Wuqiao put away his knife and turned into the forest. Until the figure disappeared, Mr. Kong Da did not order to stop him. After a long time he said, "Leave one person to take care of the injured disciples, and the rest follow me to the mountain to visit Gujing."
The sky is getting darker, the moon is hanging high, and the forests in Zhongnan Mountain are pitch black.
There was a candlelight in the main hall of Gujingguan. Xiangque sat upright on the cushion and looked down at the mountain. There was no light in Gujing Village, and a trace of bleakness continued to the village and view.
A figure walked from the bottom of the mountain, carrying a box in his hand, walked into the temple and came to Xiang Que's side. The box in the figure's hand was placed on the ground.
"I'm in trouble, Mr. Qiao" bowed to Que and said softly.
Wuqiao slowly opened the box, took out a few very rough food and placed it on the ground, then took out two bottles of inferior old wine and opened it and handed it to Xiang Que, saying, "The ancient well is very deserted this year.
, After Changqing left, you left. Not long after, Yu Qiuyang disappeared again. The four people in Gujingguan disappeared in an instant, and the old man was left alone under the old elm tree. Unexpectedly, you were staying last time.
In a few days, you and the old Taoist were gone. From then on, Gujingguan was empty. I had nowhere to pass the time when you left... I didn't expect that you would come back again, but it seemed a little unlucky.
It's peaceful"
Xiang Que took the wine from his hand, and directly raised his head and fucked it one by one. The pungent smell of alcohol suddenly entered his belly. A spicy feeling made Xiang Que smart. He pursed his lips and sighed:
"When I come back, why do I feel something is wrong? Master Qiao, what's wrong with Gujingguan?"
Wu Qiao touched him a bottle, took a very pleasant sip, slapped his mouth roughly, picked up a chopstick and said, "You guys in Gujingguan have always been weird in Guli, you
Ask me what's wrong, but I'm going to go there."
Xiang Que was not talking, and he didn't move in a bite, smoking and drinking.
Wu Qiao didn't care about him, ate alone, and didn't talk to him.
Not long after, two bottles of old wine were eaten by each other. Wuqiao suddenly lay on the ground with a "thump" and stared at him and shouted: "The sky doesn't care about the earth, the wine does not care about it, whether it's prosperous or dead, drink it...
How much does it cost to dry wine? …”
Looking at Wuqiao, who was about to fall asleep on the ground, was talking like a dead dog, and said softly, "Thank you, Master Qiao."
Wuqiao, who lived in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain for more than ten years and did not care about the world, not only broke the precepts and pulled out his sword, but also walked out of the world again. Wuqiao saw that Gujingguan seemed to be in trouble, and with the help of drinking, he also ate the world again.
Sleeping in Gujingguan, he refused to leave.
After being together for more than ten years, we don’t see each other every day, just by sitting together and chatting together, it’s a reflection of the world. It depends on whether the true feelings can be seen in times of adversity!
It was late at night and people were slightly drunk.
Xiangque and Wuqiao were lying on the open space in front of the hall, wondering if they had fallen asleep.
A wisp of breeze suddenly blew, and a figure appeared out of thin air on the beam at the top of the hall. The robe on her body moved lightly with the wind, and a strand of long hair floated behind her head. Zhang Qingfang frowned slightly and looked at the two open space below with his hands behind her back.
Individually, then turn your head.
On the dilapidated wall of Gujingguan, Chen Mingyin stood on top and guarded one side. Then the two of them looked at the collapsed Taoist temple gate at the same time. An old man who was staggering and staggering slowly walked over.
The body seemed to be very laborious to walk, but after a few blinks, the person was already standing in the open space in front of the hall.
Zuo Dao whispered to himself: "The Guanzhong land is indeed a good place. Xi'an talks about dragon veins. It is said that the source of the northern suburbs after leaving the north gate is the dragon head. The bell tower is built on the dragon's waist. I don't know that it is
It's not a real dragon, but even if it's probably a little dragon, the real dragon in Guanzhong turned out to be in the Qinling Mountains, but the dragon head was suppressed by a broken Taoist temple. What did the national masters of the Thirteenth Dynasty in the ancient capital do in the early years?
How come no one noticed that such a dragon-headed land was occupied by the Taoist temple? In this way, the ancient well temple has occupied the magpie nest here for almost two thousand years? What's the point of this? If there is any emperor
After building an ancient tomb here, I think the next two thousand years of history in China will not be like this. What are you thinking about, Master Gujingguan?”
Zuo Dao walked to the front of the hall muttering to himself. Wu Qiao and Xiang Que had already opened their eyes, but the two did not dare to move at all. The trembling from the depths of their souls made them tremble in their bones.
The old man who suddenly appeared was terrible. Although he didn't look at them, nor did he say a word to them. However, Xiang Que and Wuqiao were like being pushed onto their foreheads by a gun at the same time, maybe they were just blinking.
, one bullet can penetrate.
"You two boys are not worth my fingers. I'll wait for Zhu Chun to come. As for whether others want to touch you, then just do whatever you want." Zuo Dao suddenly sat cross-legged on the steps in front of the hall.
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