Meng Yishan was lying on the ground motionless. If his mouth and nose were not still breathing, he would have looked like a corpse. The unlucky Liu Qi was lying a few feet away from him, also motionless.

After a long while, Lao Meng sat up. From head to toe, there was no part of his limbs that was not in pain. There were dozens of wounds scratched by thorns and stone edges, and there was no scratch on his body.

After trying to move, the leader of the village finally stood up and shook his still dizzy head. Meng Yishan looked around and saw that he was already at the foot of the Western Mountain. He and Liu Qi hugged each other and rolled down. The speed was faster than any Qinggong, and they walked straight out.

It didn't stop until it was ten miles away.

The smoke from the burning village on the mountain can be seen from a distance, mixed with sporadic fire, which burned Mengyi Mountain to great confusion. The great foundation was gone, and the officers and soldiers got the news, and they must search the mountain to arrest the remaining thieves. The twilight is melting, the fields are lonely, although the world is

It was so big that there was no place for Lao Meng to establish himself.

Meng Yishan has never been away from the southern foot of Taihang for a hundred miles since he was born. He is a complete native leopard! By the way! The leader of the village slapped his thigh and remembered that the outgoing magistrate came from Luoyang. He had long heard that Luoyang city was very prosperous.

You can hang out there!

You don’t have any money with you and you go to Luoyang to beg for food? This damn outfit is just right. If not, just become a one-legged thief and rob all the way to Luoyang. Hey, when you get to the bottom of the land, won’t I be a rich man!”

The owner of the village was thinking proudly as his profession was about to end.

You can't scare people with your bare hands, and you have to find a weapon to add to the scene when you commit a robbery. Besides, the clothes are so torn that they look like they are not worn at all, so they need to be changed, otherwise it will be too embarrassing for the leader of the village.

Meng Yishan thought that he could only go to Cao Guaizi's wild shop first and pick up some silver coins there!

Cao Guaizi was originally the little leader of Black Tiger Village. He lost one of his legs in many years of fighting and was called a kidnapper. Since he married off his wife the year before last, he left the business of licking blood with a knife and opened a house twenty miles outside the mountain.

He works in a wild shop and sells some wild game products to make a living. He also helps the Black Tiger Village sentinel to find out some information, so he is considered a small figure in the world who is half white and half black.

The leader of the village, who was covered in scars, braced himself up and bowed to Liu Qiyi, who was still uncertain about his life or death: "Seventh brother, I have fled for my life, and I will never forget your benefits in the future."

Looking at the mountain, Meng Yishan ran to death and saw three thatched houses with flashing lights in the distance. When they arrived, Meng Yishan, who was out of strength, almost ran and climbed to the door with his hands and feet.

"Kaipa, open the door quickly!" the hoarse-voiced village leader Meng shouted.

The closed firewood door opened, and a fat woman in her thirties walked out of the house, holding a lamp in her hand. When she saw Meng Yishan's ruined appearance, which did not look like a human form, she screamed in fright!

The woman trembled and shouted into the room: "Master, come quickly!"

As soon as the shout came out, a dark and thin man ran out of the house, walked up to the woman with one leg and said: "What are you calling?"

When the man came out and saw Lao Meng's miserable state, he was shocked. He felt that the big man covered in blood looked very familiar. Only when Meng Yishan shouted again: "The kidnapper, it's me!" did he recognize him as the leader of his own village.

Cao Guaizi was surprised when he saw Meng Yishan here alone, but he quickly said: "Get in the house quickly!" He then slapped his wife in the face and said angrily: "You bitch, don't you even recognize the village master?

"

After entering the house, with the light in his hand, Meng Yishan cleaned up a lot, changed his clothes, even applied wound medicine on his wounds, sat on the main table, drank the shochu stored in the wild shop, and ate the braised game.

Only then did the whole person feel alive.

Cao Guaizi, who was accompanying him wholeheartedly, then asked cautiously: "Why is the leader of the village so injured? Did the officers and soldiers break the village? What's the situation on the mountain?"

The owner of the village, who bit off most of the pheasant leg in one bite and chewed the food in his mouth, said: "Forget it, three old Taoists came and took over the village!"

Guaizi exclaimed: "Old Taoist, could it be that he is from the White Lotus Sect? What kind of magic has he used?"

"Oh! Why doesn't the leader of the village even have a knowledgeable person around him? If my kidnapper is still on the mountain and has prepared the black dog's blood woman's geranium and other things, I will definitely be able to break the demon's spell."

Meng Yishan spit out the sip of wine he had just taken into his throat, and laughed loudly: "That's right, with your kidnapper here, I can definitely subdue the demon."

"The Kungfu in Wudang Mountain is so damn hard." Meng Yishan sighed and told how the three Taoists broke the stronghold today. The kidnapper then knew the reason and cursed the Wudang thieves for a while, saying that the master of the stronghold would definitely make a comeback.

The auspicious words flattered the leader of the village and made him feel very comfortable.

Lao Meng was full of wine and food, and he lay down on the bed. He didn't care about anything, and he felt drowsy and wanted to sleep. Cao Guaizi said to himself: "You have no place to go to when the stronghold is broken, so don't stay with me."

, that is a bottomless hole that cannot be filled.”

He cautiously said to Meng Yishan: "What are the village master's plans for the future?"

The leader of the village looked at Guaizi and said, "I'll recover here first, then I'll go to Luoyang in two days!"

The kid was relieved when he heard a knock on the door and someone shouting from outside: "Store!"

Meng Yishan was shocked when he heard this. He jumped up from the bed and looked at Cao Guaizi with surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

The kid was also stunned for a moment, and heard the man outside say again: "Store, open the door!"

After regaining consciousness, Cao Guaizi hurriedly said, "Here we come," and quickly opened the door, while making avoidance gestures towards Meng Yishan.

The owner of the village understood what he was doing, and hurriedly got off the ground, lowered the door curtain, and stood there wondering, "Who is coming here to kidnap people in this wilderness?"

Guaizi opened the door, and with the cold wind coming in, a man walked in. He was dressed in azure Taoist robes and had a loyal and honest face. After entering the door, the honest Taoist priest looked at the environment and felt a little disgusted, but he still looked at the picture.

He sat down in front of the broken table and said to Cao Guaizi: "Seller, if you have something to eat, fix it up, boil a pot of wine, and bring it over!"

Seeing that Cao Guaizi was still looking at him blankly, the Taoist became a little impatient and urged: "Why, why don't you go quickly! Make more meat and you won't lose your money."

The kidnapper hurriedly shouted to the back room: "Mother, hurry up and prepare some good dishes, boil a pot of old wine and bring it to the Taoist priest."

The kidnapper's wife agreed and went to work in the kitchen. When Meng Yishan heard that a Taoist priest had come, he dipped his index finger in some saliva, opened the window paper and looked outside. On the narrow road, he met Qingxi, a loyal and thick-faced one of the three Wudang roads.

After a while, the kidnapper's wife quickly prepared the dishes.

The wine and food were all ready. The Qingxi Taoist drank the boiled wine and a plate of braised beef. He poured it out and drank it himself. He was very content. After a few glasses, he felt very drunk. Looking at the ugly kidnapper's wife, he also felt that there was something wrong with it.

Now that she was pretty, he pulled her over and started to molest her, speaking obscene words and some evil deeds.

Cao Guaizi's face turned red with anger. He rushed over and pulled his wife over and said, "You are a Taoist priest. How can a monk molest a good girl?"

"Boring!" Qingxi's interest was stopped, and she felt a little annoyed. She looked at the kidnapper's wife again, took out an ingot of one or two weights of grain silver from her arms, slapped it on the table, and said with a smile: "You wife cooks well.

, in addition to the money, it’s a reward.”

The kidnapper's wife hurried forward, took the ingot of silver in her hand, shook the fat on her face, and said to Qingxi: "Thank you, Taoist priest, thank you, Taoist priest. I'll get another pot of wine for the Taoist priest."

Go!" You can get money with just a few touches. She is not a young lady, and the wife of a kidnapper is also very extravagant.

Looking at Cao Guaizi, whose face was a little dark, the honest and honest Taoist Qingxi became even happier. After a while of fine wine and delicious food, he drank into the alley and said to himself: "Little Qingsong! Hey, it's a good job to deliver a letter to Uncle Yichen, senior brother.

Sent me!

The Wudang sect was established for more than a hundred years. Ever since Qiu Xuanqing, a disciple of Patriarch Sanfeng, was summoned to the capital by Ming Taizu and served as Taichang Qing. He was conferred three generations of favors and became the most honored among Quanzhen Taoist priests. Taoist priests have been closely involved with the royal family.

Yi Chen was the younger brother of Yi Ding, the leader of Wudang in this generation. He was stationed in the capital. He went to the palace from time to time to teach the emperor some Taoist scriptures, and the health-preserving method of refining elixirs and taking mercury. He was highly valued by Emperor Jingtai and was a very popular person in the palace.

Qingxi was very happy to be able to meet this great man. While drinking, he was thinking about how to prepare some expensive gifts and work hard to please his uncle. Wouldn't it be wonderful to return to the secular world and seek an official position in the future?

How powerful it would be to be able to sneak into a vital position that was really lacking. I was so dizzy thinking about being called Lord Qingxi, "Why should I still call him Qingxi... I'm not rich enough, I have to recover."

The lay name is Zhang Changjiang."

The future Lord Zhang Changjiang was thinking wildly, when Master Meng and Cao Guaizi ducked in in the back room, their murderous intent directed toward Niu Dou.

Guaizi and Meng Yishan exchanged glances, and tiptoed Lao Meng to the hut in the backyard.

Cao Guaizi said to Meng Yishan: "Master of the village, this traitor is the Wudang Taoist priest who destroyed the village?"

Meng Yishan nodded fiercely and said, "That's him. His name is Qingxi."

Guaizi didn't look good. He wanted to say something harsh but fell silent. Wudang Mountain is not easy to mess with... and his expression became even more aggrieved.

Meng Yishan looked at him and said, "Don't be afraid of the kidnapper. I'll wait until this Qingxi bastard leaves your shop and then go up and fight with him! I won't harm you and your wife."

"Master! I'm not a coward!"

Cao Guaizi finally made up his mind, "I have a way to kill this guy!"

Meng Yishan looked at Cao Guaizi, an old Jianghu man, and said, "What are your ideas? Let's take a look at them!"

"Mongolian sweat medicine!"

Leader Meng Dazhai widened his eyes, stared at the kidnapper and said, "What a shame! You've made the heroes in the world laugh at you!"

The kidnapper thought that Meng Yishan disagreed and wanted to persuade him more. Unexpectedly, the leader of the village laughed and said, "It's just right for dealing with that Qingxi miscellaneous hairy."

The kidnapper took Meng Yishan to the corner of the latrine, broke open two bricks, took out an oil paper bag from the crack in the wall, and said to Lao Meng, "It's here."

The leader of the village stared at the kidnapper suspiciously, as if flowers suddenly grew on his body.

Cao Guaizi sneered and said: "Zhao Master, I, Guaizi, have been without food and clothing since I left the village. The situation of this small shop is too bad. Every month it loses money, and I can't go back to the mountain to ask for your help. I have no choice but to prepare some Mongolian sweat medicine, which is specially designed to numb people."

Passing merchants earn some food and clothing."

Meng Yishan said in his heart, "You kidnapper, your wild shop is so useless!" He urged the kidnapper: "Who cares about you, hurry up and start!"

Guaizi said: "Don't be busy. The leader of the village will find a weapon first and use it later."

Master Meng Dazhai walked around the small courtyard twice, his eyes lit up, he picked up a big iron fork for forking manure, held it in his hand and said, "Okay!"

Cao Guaizi also flashed into the ear room and took out a simple knife. He held it in his hand and carefully led Meng Yishan into the kitchen. He shouted to the outside: "You damn bitch, the chicken is burnt. Why don't you give it to me quickly?"

Come over and let the Taoist priest redo it."

The kidnapper's wife entered the kitchen in response, and was surprised when she saw Meng Yishan and the weapon in the kid's hand. The kidnapper waved his hand and made a diagonal gesture, and then his wife calmed down. Thinking of the Taoist priest's generosity, she eagerly took it from the kidnapper's hand.

Taking the Menghan medicine packet, he mixed the medicine powder evenly with several hot and cold dishes with ease. He also poured a little into a cup of wine to dissolve the medicine's effect, and with a smile, he brought it to Qingxi on a tray outside.

past.

Looking at the kidnapper's wife's extremely nimble movements, Meng Yishan's spine felt a little chilly, "You're an experienced hand, I don't know how many good men you've tricked!"

Qingxi outside did not doubt that he was there. Seeing a dish of fried mountain bamboo shoots that were very fresh and tender, he took a few bites with his chopsticks and drank half of the medicinal wine. The kidnapper's wife was still at the table after serving the dishes, greeting the guests with a smile.

There was nothing wrong with his appearance, and he spoke clumsily in village dialect to flatter Taoist Qingxi.
To be continued...