Chapter 175 Chapter 175 Surrounded by tigers and wolves

Ling Haotian looked at the two monks Qingxin and Qingde, and said slowly: If I want to kill you, now is the time to do it.But I, Ling Haotian, am a brave and upright man. I respect the virtues and martial arts of Shaolin eminent monks, and I am grateful to you for allowing me to live in the temple for a short period of time, to heal my internal injuries, and let me receive the influence of Buddhism. How can I do harm for no reason?I didn't kill the holy abbot.If I wanted to make a name for myself, I would not deny it at this moment, but would publicize it, and even kill you two in one go, so as to brag in the Jianghu.Besides, if I really wanted to kill Shaolin abbot, I would never do it so stupidly, make it known to the whole temple, and let you catch up and besiege me.Think for yourselves!

Qingde was simple-minded, unable to listen to his words for a while, and said loudly: What's the use of your clever words and sophistry?We clearly saw you attacking the abbot, but you still want to deny it to your face? Ling Haotian shook his head and said: There are many people who know how to disguise themselves in the Jianghu, how do you know that it is really me? Qing Xin lowered her head and pondered for a while, then said: You said that this was deliberately framed by someone, it is not impossible.But how many people in this world can kill the abbot with a single palm?If not you, who else could it be?Ling Haotian, you are indeed a genius in this world, but everyone knows your arrogant, unruly and arrogant personality.Maybe you didn't do evil deeds for the sake of making a name for yourself, but just for the sake of showing off for a while, it's hard to say.In any case, if you refuse to go back to the mountain to confront, we can only identify you as the murderer.

Ling Haotian laughed out loud, full of grief and anger, and said: Whatever you think.If you want to continue hunting me down to avenge the abbot, please feel free!Turning around, he went down the mountain without looking back. Qingde and Qingxinwai wanted to catch up, but they knew that if he used lightness kung fu to run away, even if the two of them tried their best, they would not be able to catch up, and even if they did catch up, they would not be able to restrain him.The two monks were at a loss for a while, and stood blankly on the mountain road, watching Ling Haotian's back disappear behind the corner of the mountain road like the autumn wind.

When Ling Haotian left Shaoshi Mountain, he felt that someone was following him. He knew that Shaolin would not let him go so easily, but he didn't dare to attack him easily, so he ignored it.He left the mountains and came to a small town in Henan. As soon as he stepped in, he saw red-clothed lamas on the street, in teahouses, and inns. When they saw him, they all turned their heads and stared at him.If Ling Haotian didn't see him, he walked into a tavern and shouted: "Xiao Er, a pot of white dry!" Not long after, Xiao Er brought the wine and said, "Here comes the wine."Guest officer, what appetizers do you want?

Ling Haotian looked up at him and said, "Just use your ears, how about it?" That Xiao Er's expression changed, he forced a smile and said: "You are joking." Ling Haotian shouted: You still owe ten years of hard work to poison me.Get out!He grabbed the jug and threw it out of the window, hitting the head of a lama who was looking out the window.The lama screamed and ran away quickly. Xiao Er's face was pale with fright, his body trembled, and he backed away step by step.Ling Haotian didn't even look at him, and said: I said I want wine, so I'll bring it!If you want to keep your head on your neck, hurry up!Xiao Er turned around and ran away, rushing into the back hall.

After a while, the wine did not come, but more than a dozen lamas in red walked in at the door and sat down at the tables around him.A skinny lama screamed: Ling Haotian, the Sakya sect has sent hundreds of disciples to hunt you down. You can escape today, but not tomorrow!Resign to fate! Ling Haotian smiled and said: There are wolves in front, tigers in the back, hey, there are also a group of wild dogs watching.Glancing at the entrance of the back hall, at some point there were eight more men in black, each with their hands in their sleeves, looking at him coldly, the yellow-eyed old man Eagle Claw Zou Qilao was also among them, apparently They are all characters from the Asura Society.

These many people stared at him covetously, without saying a word.Ling Haotian shook his head and said: It seems that we won't be able to drink alcohol today, whatever.Seeing so many ugly faces all at once, who is in the mood to drink?Standing up, looking around, he said coldly: Do you want to do it one by one, or do you want to do it together? All the lamas and the Asura congregation looked at each other without answering, and the tavern was instantly silent. Ling Haotian patted the dust on his sleeves, and said: I have already asked, and I gave you a chance.Since no one wants to make a move, I'm leaving.Standing up, strode out the door.

Zou Qilao suddenly jumped forward and stretched out his right paw to grab his shoulder.Ling Haotian turned to look at him, and said: Zhang Jie is my friend, you hurt him!His right hand came out steeply, grabbing Zou Qilao's right paw.Zou Qilao only felt the severe pain in his whole hand. He yelled loudly and quickly withdrew his hand, but saw a right hand hanging down limply, and how many bones in his fingers, palm, and wrist were pinched and broken. Holding his right arm, screaming incessantly, he fell to his knees and could no longer stand up. Ling Haotian didn't even look at him, and strode out. Seeing several horses tied to the door, he untied a black horse, got on the horse, and galloped away.

All the lamas and the congregation of Asuras had rushed out of the tavern, watching his receding figure, they didn't dare to chase him immediately, and after busying around the town for a while, they got on their horses to catch up.At that time in the tavern, if these many people rushed forward, there was always a 60% to 70% certainty that they would be able to restrain or kill Ling Haotian.But everyone was overwhelmed by his power, no one dared to take the lead, they could only watch helplessly as he rode away on horseback. Ling Haotian knew that he was being targeted by many people, and it would not be easy to escape from their pursuit. Now he only wanted to see when and where a big battle would happen.He didn't know the direction, and after leaving the small town, he drove quickly on the official road, and came to a mountain, but he arrived at Wangwu Mountain at the border of Henan and Shanxi.He thought to himself: It is easier to hide in the mountains.Then he rode his horse into the forest.

That night, he found some fruits to satisfy his hunger, climbed a big tree and fell asleep.This sleep was very peaceful, and at dawn, he rode on the road again, crossing Linshe River, and went straight to the depths of the mountain forest.He grew up in the Tiger Mountain, so he knew how to walk in the forest without leaving any traces. Although the people who followed him searched all over the mountains and plains, they couldn't find him. After ten days like this, he knew that the pursuers were slowly covering up from behind, if he didn't get out of the mountain as soon as possible, he would inevitably be surrounded by them in the mountain.If they spend months searching slowly in the mountains, they will eventually find themselves.He stood on a small hill and watched, but he saw that Wangwu Mountain was at the end of Wangwu Mountain if he went further north. He thought: Since you want to go out of the mountain, you should go north.

He rode his horse out of the mountain and galloped on the official road on the flat ground for a while.It was close to the edge of the Yellow River, but a group of more than 50 people followed after hearing the sound of horseshoes behind them.Ling Haotian glanced back and saw that the first group were Shaolin monks, followed by the Asura congregation.He patted his horse and galloped for a while, and came to an open field. In the middle of the field stood a dilapidated see-off pavilion, which was built next to a small dark green lake.Ling Haotian rode his horse past the guest booth, but saw a group of lamas in red riding on horseback, there were always hundreds of people, the lama did not make a false report earlier. Ling Haotian took a deep breath, reined in the horse, got off the horse, patted the horse's buttocks, and said: "Thank you for being with me for so many days, just go obediently."The black horse neighed, ran around in front of the pavilion, and rushed into the crowd. Ling Haotian walked into the guest booth, but saw a pair of dilapidated couplets with a few words incompletely written on it: There are bosom friends in the sea, and the world is like neighbors, the guest road is outside the green mountains, and the boat is in front of the green water.I can't help but feel a little desolate in my heart: since ancient times, I don't know how many relatives and friends have drank and bid farewell here, and sent each other away with tears.Today, the world is declining, people's hearts are not old, and the custom of seeing off friends is rare. This see-off pavilion is so dilapidated.Wouldn't it be a pity that my little Saner died here today without a bosom friend to see him off?