Chapter 8 Chapter Eight: Scholar and Old Monk

With your skill, you can come to Dragon King Temple within ten years, be under one person and be above ten thousand people, why not do it?Little brother, you should think about it.The fat man said with a smile, this is a lure for profit. No. The fat man said: "Little brother, with your unique skills, you have traveled all over the country, and there are really few people who can move your hair. You are a slave to the old Ouyang who is hated by everyone. You are a street rat. Everyone shouts and beats you. No one is humiliated." People go high, water flows low, you learn the martial arts of old monster Ouyang, and then you learn the old man's, the old man didn't frown. reason?This is persuasion.

The boy shook his head. The fat man said: "You and I, for some reason, maybe it's because we hit it off. I didn't want to hurt you. I wanted to save you, cultivate you, and let you shine in the world in the future. Maybe it's because our backgrounds are so similar!"I used to be a lonely and stubborn young man. This is emotional. The boy didn't even shake his head. The fat man said: "If you really don't know how to praise, you really know how to use your hands. No one under my command has ever been able to do ten tricks. The overlord of the ten directions is also obedient to me. Even if your master and son Xiang come, I'm afraid you have to respect me five points. Although you want to win it, but if you hit my hand, once you move your hands, you still have hands and feet. I'm afraid you will become half disabled. Not good, actually why are you here?There is a way to rather bend than bend, but if you can't hold back when it breaks, it's too late to cry for your father and mother.This is intimidating.

The boy sneered. It can be said that the fat man said all the good and bad words, and finally his face darkened. Tang Tian and others thought he was about to explode, so they only heard him say: Take it down! At this moment, the owner of the stall, the wife of the proprietress, the crying child, the bewildered young lady, the wife who twisted her husband's ear, the husband who was twisted by the wife, six people, suddenly shot! The boss's red fox fur suddenly sprayed out a burst of white mist, covering Tang Tian! The sewing box in the proprietress's hand suddenly shot out three white lights, flying towards Xiao Qi's face!

The big hand of the yellow-faced woman no longer twisted her husband's ears, her ten fingers were sharp and sharp, and flew into the back of Rong Zhaozu's neck! The husband who had his ear twisted until he was screaming in pain, stopped stroking his ears and yelling, but lowered his head and bumped into Fang Juexian's back! At the same time, that child, that little girl drew a sharp knife from her sleeve, and it was already on Tie Henqiu and Tang Sanqian's backs and back doors! Even if anyone is a veteran, he will always show a fierce face before killing someone. Even if there is no fierce face, at least there will be some special expressions, such as a malicious smile, a livid face, and a fierce look in his eyes. , If it makes people feel it, causing trembling and guarding, it is called murderous intent.

A first-class killer, probably because he kills too many people, often makes his whole body full of murderous aura. The murderous aura is so strong that the victim loses the ability to resist due to fear. But a first-class killer is better at hiding his murderous aura, making it impossible to defend against, only revealing it at the last moment, deterring the enemy's heart, and then killing the enemy in one fell swoop. Undoubtedly, these people are first-rate killers. They only showed their murderous intent at the moment of attack. But at this moment, although Tang Tian was concentrating on listening to the conversation between the fat man and the boy, she had already felt this fleeting moment.

She flipped out immediately. A hidden weapon of the Tang family also came out. The white mist couldn't cover her, and she had already held her breath when she turned out. The Tang Sect's hidden weapon also couldn't hit the boss. But the hidden weapon still took effect and ended the boss's pursuit. Tang Tian avoided the blow, her face turned pale. What the fat man wants is their lives, he has already laid a net of heaven and earth, he doesn't want them alive at all, as long as Tang Sanqian and Tie Henqiu, who he thinks are more stupid guys, are left behind, he can ask them to follow his reason.

So when you make a move, it's a killer! Killing people in the street, this fat man is just like normal! A bite of the poisonous needle in the proprietress' pollen box is equivalent to being bitten by seventy mad dogs at the same time. Xiao Qi and Tang Tian felt attacked almost at the same time, although they didn't know what was attacking them at the same time. If you wait until you know it before avoiding it, you can no longer avoid it. Xiao Qi didn't avoid it, he was holding a piece of wolf skin in his hand, he pretended to ask the price of this wolf skin. He held the wolf skin and put a cover on the proprietress's box; at the same time, Rong Zhaozu's double-line hammer and drum also caught the woman's ten pointed fingers.

boom!A man fell on the street. The man who fell was the man. The man who headbutted Fang Juexian. At this time, the peaceful and lively street turned into chaos.The streets are full of people running, calling, and avoiding. kill! help! God! The white mist couldn't cover Tang Tian, ​​but the passers-by on the side suffered disaster, one of the silver needles shot at Xiao Qi missed, and one person lost his life in vain, the street was in chaos, and passers-by couldn't avoid it. The boy's face suddenly turned angry, and he rushed over to rescue those pedestrians who were covered in white mist; the fat man was a little surprised that Tang Tian and others were still alive, but his eyes only fell on one person.

That understatement, it seems that everything has nothing to do with him, a young man with a black sword on his back and a white sword hanging from his waist. Fang Juexian. Fatty suddenly took a step forward and asked: Who are you from Xiao Kaiyan and Xiao Erxia? Fang Jue said leisurely: "It's not relative, it's just admiration." The fat man's chubby face is still full of smiles, and his eyebrows, mouth and nose are very handsome: Mrs. Zhao, Miss Zhao, what do you call your Excellency? Fang Juexian slowly, as if reading the most important chapter of a book, glanced at the fat man, and said: Sister Zhao taught me Wuzhanmei.

In the chaos, several pairs of people fought together. In the flash of lightning and rainbow, Fang Juexian attacked his attacker. The fat man could not only see his sword path clearly, but also revealed his master's heritage. The fat man giggled and said, "It's amazing, a hero comes from a boy." Turning back to Tang Tian, ​​he cursed: "I don't like people to follow you, girl. You have traveled a long way with me, and you really have some skills. The old man is facing this brother. From now on, you stay far away from me. Don't let me go." I'll just watch it!

Saying that with a wave of hands, the two siblings immediately put away their sharp knives, only Tang Sanqian and Tie Henqiu survived. But the fat man didn't seem to have seen the death of his subordinate, but Tang Tian said: "This junior is a member of the Tang family. I followed the Dragon King for no other reason than to report to the Dragon King. And this matter A hero who is not the first class in the world, a real hero can't afford it! The first-class hero in the world, what a hero!The fat man narrowed his eyes with a smile: Your grandma's!You little girl can really talk, but this is not the place to talk. At this time, the street was in chaos, and the police would arrive soon. The young man realized that the people in the white mist were helpless, so he stood up angrily. The fat man said with a smile, "We all have something to say, here is his grandma's noise." Very good, how about we go outside the city to chat? The young man said angrily: These few lives! The fat man said indifferently: What are these few lives worth!Your faction kills, compared to this, it's a drop in the bucket! The young man said: The people killed by the Blood River faction are damned, and they are all martial arts figures with blood on their hands, but the people who fell down are all innocent citizens! The fat man said: "Let's not debate this silly matter here. It's always bad when the headhunters come. Come on, let's go out and talk about it." The boy finally said: Good.The voice categorically added another sentence: You have to give me an explanation when the time comes! Tang Tian couldn't help looking carefully, and saw that the boy was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but there was a strange emotion in his eyes, and the whole person looked over, making people feel a sense of loneliness, like a statue, left in the cold and warm world. The fat man still smiled and said: Of course, of course.On the one hand, he said to Fang Jue: "I'm sorry, you two go for a trip." He obviously attached great importance to Fang Juexian and the young man. Xiao Qi's face darkened, he never liked being ignored. Tang Tian smiled sweetly.Big fish don’t eat bait, so they must retreat and make a big, big net, and then cast the net far, far away, in the deep, deep sea. What arrived was not just a fish, but the Sea Dragon King! There are also a few stalls in front of the Dragon King Temple outside the city, which are already out of the city, and people who are on the road usually rest here, have something to eat, and fill their stomachs before going to catch the long sandy road. It was already noon at this time, and only a few seven or eight pedestrians took advantage of the shade to rest their feet before rushing on their way or going to the city to do business, and took a nap here to refresh their minds. Tang Tian looked around and saw ascetic monks, scribes, merchants, scholars, yamen servants, and farmers.The fat man took them here and stopped. The Dragon King Temple was very dilapidated. Most of the pedestrians stopped in front of the temple and left after eating. Only a few pious people would go to the temple to offer incense and beg on the way. Peace of mind, put some incense money. As soon as the fat man arrived, Miao Zhu rushed out to greet him.The welcoming gesture was neither clasped together nor clasped fists, but with the middle finger bent towards the palm and the four fingers straightened up, and the temple wished to see the fat man's demeanor, as respectful as seeing the Dragon King Bodhisattva worshiping on the shrine walking down to earth in person. .The fat man is very easy-going and does not enter the temple.If I enter the temple, I am afraid that you will suspect that the old man has already made arrangements. After speaking, he sat down generously on the dilapidated steps, and asked everyone to sit down at the same time. The proprietress, boss, wife, older sister, younger brother who had shown their hands in the market, and the silent old woman with tattooed face also followed.Adding Tang Tian, ​​Xiao Qi, Fang Juexian, Rong Zhaozu, Tang Sanqian, Tie Henqiu, and that young man, the group of fourteen people came to , the momentum is extraordinary, making the top passers-by and business vendors all look this way. The fat man didn't care at all. My intention is very simple, the so-called: Sima Zhao's heart, everyone knows.The fat man said with a smile: "You guys are all very skilled. If you come to me, within five years, you won't be able to catch up with the title of the overlord of the ten directions even if you travel all night."He said this to Tang Tian, ​​Xiao Qi, Tang Sanqian, Rong Zhaozu and others, and then he was even more polite to the boy and Fang Juexian. As for the two of you, under my command, you are the generals.He didn't feel embarrassed at all when he said that. But you can think about it, I have a very bad habit, if the first-class talents are not in my favor, I will feel very uncomfortable, and I will do everything possible to win them, if it still disappoints me Fatty Eyes narrowed into a slit, said: I have no choice but to kill it, so as not to leave it for others to use. This man spoke as if the life and death of all the people in the world were in his hands. Tie Henqiu was the most disgusting, and he punched the stone steps so hard that a corner of him collapsed. Which onion on which mountain are you!Why do we listen to you, why do you say you want to kill? He spoke like thunder, and all the people resting in front of the temple were startled by him. The fat man spoke in a very gentle and soft voice, until the big man like an iron tower yelled, some of the crowd saw that the momentum was not right, Maybe there was a fight to be fought, so I was afraid of being involved, so I quietly picked up my luggage and slipped away.The remaining few courageous and determined people were about to come forward to watch; there were only two people who were still sitting upright, as if nothing had happened. The two looked at each other. One said: Very similar. The other laughed and said: "It's very similar." like who? who like? The fat man was still smiling, not angry, but Tang Tian hurriedly answered Tie Henqiu's words: He can. Tie Henqiu closed his mouth, widened his eyes, and glared at Tang Tian, ​​as if he couldn't believe that Tang Tian said such words. Tang Tiantian smiled sweetly and said: Because he is the Nine-faced Dragon King. The onlookers disappeared in an instant. They did not slip away quietly, but knelt down, kowtowed and retreated. They didn't dare to leave without saying anything. As long as the Nine-faced Dragon King didn't pick them up, they would be grateful and go home to fast and worship for a month. The Nine-faced Dragon King didn't go to catch them; he was still smiling, he didn't even turn his head, but said with a smile: Girls have eyes!Suddenly his face sank, and he asked: Who are those two people? The Miao Zhu had already stood respectfully beside him with his hands down, and when he asked him, he seemed to hide his neck in his collar, and said in a trembling voice: "Your subordinates have tried to hear it, and they can't find out." Nine-faced Dragon King turned his head and stared at Miao Zhu, but he didn't say anything; but he knew that a person who couldn't even find out Hu Xingxiong's clairvoyance and Shunfeng ears and couldn't invite him to leave was no small matter. How come there are so many capable people in this small ancient city, this small branch? This made the Nine-faced Dragon King secretly vigilant. Those two people were still sipping tea on a stone, with a very relaxed expression. An elderly scribe. An old monk. Tie Henqiu protruded two eyeballs, staring at the fat man with a face as big as sixteen or seven steamed buns and a soft skin. Since the demise of the Quanquan Gang and King Zhu Datian, he has risen side by side with the Blood River faction in both black and white. The famous nine-faced dragon king who is fearful, elusive, and unpredictable: Murong is not!