Three hundred and fourteenth town three mountain seven
The tiger's body shook, the chrysanthemums tightened, and there was a chill in the crotch. Jiangbeipo gently raised his wrist, and the heavy sword that was half embedded in the blade in Wei Changpan's hand returned to its sheath, but the sword's blade was broken and fell to the ground.
With only a slight difference, this sword will taste Wei Changpan's blood, and then remove his hand holding the sword and half of his body. But at the same time, Wei Changpan's broken left hand with the sword will definitely cut off the crotch of Jiang Beipo.
things.
"It's not a problem to always hold the knife there." Jiang Beipo, who was still cold in his crotch, said after a moment of silence, "Even if Mr. Jiang's thing is more magnificent, Wei Xiaoxia should not draw the knife at him...
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Wei Changpan, who looked embarrassed, withdrew the half-cut knife from a short distance from Jiang Beipo's crotch. He thought about it and put the half-cut knife back into its sheath. Even if it was a half-cut knife, it would not be worth the price of pig iron. The size was too big.
After living in poverty, he would not be so lavish as to throw it away.
What's more, he is a knife user, and this knife broke in his hand.
This pattern is still a bit small. A knife that doesn't fit your hand is a disposable thing. Although you have the courage to trade your life for injury, you still can't part with a broken knife...
However, if Wei Xiaoxia is asked to be the fifth head of Xiaoyaoshan, it is more than enough.
"After all, I still haven't been able to survive twenty years under the hands of my seniors. It seems that I am still not destined to be the fifth leader of Xiaoyaoshan."
"Wei Xiaoxia, don't belittle yourself. Even though he had a huge advantage in the weaponry, Wei Xiaoxia still managed to intimidate Jiang in the end." Jiang Beipo seemed to be sighing, "There is no man in the world who is willing to serve in the palace.
Most of the eunuchs would rather break their arms than break the roots of their descendants. It’s not a matter of life and death, and most likely Wei Xiaoxia will have a chance.”
"It's getting late. There's a newcomer on the mountain, so I have to talk to the great monk." Seeing the sky getting dark, Jiang Beipo murmured to himself.
That great monk must be Wu Erlang who became a tutu?
"I think with Zhao Hou'er's bad talk, the king of our mountain, Wei Xiaoxia, would have known about it a long time ago."
"He is said to be a good man who can kill big insects with three punches and two kicks. He made up his mind to come to Xiaoyao Mountain before, mostly because he admired this great king." Now Wei Changpan spoke these compliments with sincerity.
, "I wonder when I can see that person?"
"Since we have come to Xiaoyao Mountain to Luocao, there is no reason why we should not see the king."
"This junior has a question that I don't know whether to answer or not."
"Tell me."
"When I first met Senior Jiang that day, Senior's sword didn't seem so heavy..."
"I see, it doesn't matter if I say it. The purpose of Mr. Jiang's swordsmanship is to simplify the complex. If the sword is heavy, it will naturally reduce many changes in battle. Therefore, as the swordsmanship improves, the sword should be more important.
I'm not afraid of Wei Xiaoxia's jokes. I heard the elders in the family talk about an ancestor in the family who practiced this swordsmanship to an extremely strong level. The sword he wore actually weighed more than seventy kilograms. It was not so much a sword as it was a big iron.
The film is being waved, and Mr. Jiang was carrying a sword at the age of eight and climbing the stairs at the age of ten. He only developed martial arts skills in his thirties. Fortunately, there will never be a time in this life to cut people with a big iron piece."
"How did Senior Jiang end up in Qishan County when he first traveled around the world?"
"That is to say
It’s a long story, but the taste of Xu Niang in your Qishan County is truly outstanding..."
Zhao Houer led the way, and Jiangbeipo and Wei Changpan walked side by side. Both of them had traveled to prefectures and counties earlier, and Jiangbeipo had traveled to nearly ten states in the north and south of Dayao. In addition, he was much older than Wei Changpan, so his experience was naturally far greater.
Wei Changpan, who had only set foot in the four prefectures of Su, Hui, Jiang, and Jin. After talking happily along the way, Jiang Beipo pointed out some minor deficiencies in Wei Changpan's use of the sword as a peer, which made the later generations who had not received any guidance for a long time
Those who benefited greatly.
The mountain road paved with bluestones has been trampled by countless pilgrims and Taoists over the past few decades, and even the slightest corners have been polished smooth. When Wei Changpan passed by two mountain patrols, Wei Changpan paid more attention.
After a few glances, these farm men who were still working in the fields a few months ago have changed their smell.
The hand holding the hoe held the sword.
"Shanxia spends his whole life cultivating the harvest of one-third of an acre of land, hoping that if he has a good year, he can make a living. If there is a bad year, the whole family will have to go out and escape." Jiang Beipo said indifferently.
"This is still the case in Suzhou, not to mention those remote and remote areas where people exchange their seeds for food. The grass within a radius of 100 miles has no roots and trees have no bark."
Wei Changpan, who had suffered from hunger when he was young, knew what it felt like. He had no strength left in his body, but he had to carry a bamboo basket to cut grass and chop firewood. He felt like there were countless bugs biting him in his belly. He was so hungry.
At that time, he drank large amounts of water, and finally his limbs were as skinny as reed poles, and only his belly was bulging.
It wasn't until he entered the little brothel that his half-starved and half-fed years came to an end. After practicing martial arts, his master recuperated his body, which made the bones of his originally thin and weak body gradually become stronger. If it were not for those soaked in
In the days spent in a big medicine vat, I think he would not be at the level of martial arts he is today.
"For those who come to Xiaoyao Mountain, I, Jiangbei Slope, can at least guarantee that everyone will have enough to eat, but what about the people at the foot of Xiaoyao Mountain? They should starve to death. If there is a day when there is land for the tiller.
..."
Before Jiang Beipo finished speaking, Wei Changpan vaguely understood what this man meant.
The farmers who farm all have fields, so it wouldn't be a bad thing anyway. If only they had two more acres of fields, the grain they harvested would be enough to feed the family, and they could sell it to their mother to catch more.
Take two doses of medicine....
"Amitabha, I don't know about the Sa family in the other fifteen states of Yao, but it is absolutely impossible for people to die of cold and hunger at the foot of Xiaoyao Mountain in Suzhou."
Only a few steps behind Wei Changpan, someone sang a Buddhist chant. The voice was calm and steady, but to his ears it sounded like thunder.
When exactly was there someone behind me but I didn't notice it yet? If there was any ill intention towards me just now...
"I brought ten taels of silver from cutting the path, but I spent seven or eight taels to buy grain and distribute it to the people at the foot of the mountain. If life continues like this, the Sa family might as well find a temple to become a monk..."
"The king forgot that he got drunk and smashed several statues in the temple, and also gave a lesson to all the bald donkeys?" He didn't seem to have much regard for this king of Xiaoyao Mountain.
The awe-stricken Jiang Beipo sneered and said, "Vajra's angry eyes and Bodhisattva's lowered eyebrows are all compassionate. What the king does is the behavior of a drunken monk. If he really wants to become a monk, it would be a big joke."
"There are new brothers coming to the mountain. We must leave some of the majesty of the king to the Sa family.
no."
"The king doesn't act like a king, so why should the minions in the mountain care about how to treat the king."
....
The King of Xiaoyaoshan, who should have shaved off his three thousand troubles but left a penetrating beard, was wearing a monk's robe and a pair of thick-soled cloth shoes that could not be seen clearly. He did not pay attention to Jiang Beipo's sarcastic words.
He is somewhat interested in Wei Changpan:
"I watched Master Jiang try his hand with you in the dark. This guy's swordsmanship is just that, but his sword is really powerful at destroying other people's weapons. It's not a surprise if the sword breaks.
, but the quick wit to threaten Master Jiang with a half-cut sword is not something that second-rate or third-rate warriors can do."
"Your Majesty, you praise me."
"In the past six months, the government's spies who wanted to sneak into Xiaoyao Mountain were killed by the Sa family after Zhao Hou'er found out the clues. The officials in Liuxia County really didn't care about the lives of these spies.
Seriously, one after another died, one after another came, and the whole family was exhausted."
I don’t know if there is any knocking in his words. Wei Changpan was about to use his low martial arts skills as an excuse to decline Jiang Beipo’s offer to sit on the fifth spot in Xiaoyao Mountain. What a joke, he was already the same as the government spy Wu Erlang said was up to no good.
There is no difference. What should I do if I really want to become the fifth leader of Xiaoyaoshan?
"Since this brother Wei and Master Jiang are old acquaintances, there is no need to say anything else." Wu Erlang slapped Wei Changpan's back with his big hand like a leaf fan, causing him to almost stumble. He clapped his hands and laughed and said, "Xiao Yaoshan
The fifth spot will be given to Brother Wei. If he conquers two more mountains in the future, Brother Wei will also become a king."
"There is a certain person from Jiangjiang on Xiaoyao Mountain who lives behind the king. In addition, there are two third and fourth masters. They go to the bottom of the mountain to do a big business and plan the days. They will return to the mountain in three to five days at most." Jiangbei.
Poe added, "Those two went up the mountain earlier than Wei Xiaoxia, and they are quite capable. However, given Wei Xiaoxia's age and his ability, I think it won't be difficult to advance together and even go up higher in the future."
In addition to Jiang Beipo and Wu Erlang, there are two other leaders on Xiaoyao Mountain who are not here? This undoubtedly adds considerable variables to their plan.
When Jiang Beipo rescued the young lady who was bullied by a rich man in a restaurant in Qishan County, Wei Changpan had a very good feeling in his heart. Although this knight-errant who had only met once had some unspeakable secrets when it came to Luocao on Xiaoyao Mountain,
Just because he took action when the road was rough, Wei Changpan was unwilling to confront him with his sword.
The final result of Su Qilian and Tang Huaili's long bargaining was that they did not have to kill all the bandits on the three hills. After all, many of them would not have been punished to death even if they were dealt with strictly according to Yao's laws, but only Wu Erlang was right and wrong.
The man who could not die was killed several times, and the government's bandit suppressing soldiers and horses abandoned their helmets and armor, causing the Suzhou civil and military officials and many Suzhou nobles to lose face. If Wu Erlang did not die, how could Wei Changpan and his party get hundreds of people from Tang Huaili?
Armed.
But just based on the few words Jiang Beipo and Wu Erlang had just said, he knew that if he wanted to kill the former, the latter would never sit idly by and ignore it, not to mention that there were two other unidentified Xiaoyaoshan masters who were eager to kill him.
Wu Erlang, whose martial arts skills were far superior to his, had his head on his head, which was easier said than done.