Gu Changqing lay on the tree trunk, watching the situation in the temple intently, waiting for an opportunity. Then he saw An Guoxie suddenly looking to the right, and saw the unconscious little monk slashing a slash that was not clear enough but seemed to be bright. The sword light in his heart reminded him of his declining family and his despised strength, and his resentment was hard to eliminate.
Then, he saw An Guoxie being hit by a sword, his bones softening, and he knocked back the sword with great difficulty. He saw the young monk draw the hidden weapon and pick up the long sword. He saw An Guoxie forcefully swing out his left palm, and saw the hidden weapon mid-air. Divided into seven, most of them bypassed An Guoxie's defense, ignored his dodge, and hit him.
After that, he saw An Guoxie's body swelling, as if a sandstorm was about to sweep away. He saw the young monk holding a sword in his left hand and thrust out a sword light that was determined and murderous. He saw the sword in An Guoxie's eyebrows falling to the ground helplessly. No more life.
Wait, the sword in Anguo Xiemei's heart fell to the ground helplessly, no longer alive.
Gu Changqing seemed to be watching the flashing scenes before, but he didn't wake up until the last scene. What happened
The white-headed vulture An Guoxie actually has a sword in his eyebrows
With all his nine orifices open, he died like this and was killed by a seemingly weak monk.
Gu Changqing's mouth was half open, and he felt as if he was dreaming just now. The movements of An Guoxie and the little monk seemed to be replayed in slow motion in his mind, which did not feel real at all.
He subconsciously raised his hand and patted his cheek. The pain made him realize that everything was true. He was one of the most outstanding disciples of the crying old man, a master with all nine orifices open, and a strong man ranked thirty-sixth on the human list. The white-headed vulture An Guoxie really died in front of him. Died at the hands of an unknown little monk
And just a few breaths ago, he had been the absolute winner. The young monk was tortured to death and fell into a coma.
Who can tell me what is going on? He shouted in his heart, but one thing he can confirm is that the little monk is definitely a master, a master much better than himself.
After Meng Qi destroyed the sword marks on An Guoxie's body, he was about to search what was on him when he suddenly heard something strange in the distance outside and immediately turned around. He said in a deep voice: Who
Not knowing whether he was a friend or an enemy, he could only give a warning.
Gu Changqing suppressed his shock and calmly jumped down from the treetop and walked towards the temple: "Little Master, you asked for help in the inn before, so I came here to have a look. I plan to confirm your identity and then invite a few seniors to help. Who knows." Just kill An Guoxie yourself.
When he said the second half of the sentence, he still had a subtle feeling that was unreal.
Meng Qi almost didn't recall who the frail scholar-like guy opposite him was. For Gu Changqing, this was just an evening thing. Only a few hours had passed, but to Meng Qi, this was a story that happened almost three months ago. It was just a one-time encounter, and I asked for help a little bit. If I didn't have a good memory, I would probably blurt out Big Brother. Who are you
He had a lot of experience during this period, and he clasped his hands calmly: Amitabha, because of his master's affairs, the young monk was captured by An Guoxie and suffered a lot of torture, so when he saw these young heroes, he couldn't help but Asking for help, I don’t know what your name is, young hero. I would be very grateful to be able to get your help.
He deliberately didn't mention the battle just now because he hadn't thought of an excuse yet.
Gu Changqing waved his hand and said with some shame: This is Gu Changqing from Gujiabao. He just came over to take a look. How can he be called a helping hand
Being able to have the heart to save people and take practical actions is enough to show that the benefactor Gu is so heroic and courageous. Meng Qi said sincerely, and at the same time he felt something in his heart. Gu Changqing seemed to be a native of the Western Regions and should have a good understanding of the vast Gobi. He would have to trouble him to help him find his junior brother.
He is not a ruthless person, so after getting out of trouble, he wanted to find and rescue his junior brother. As for the master, although Shaolin did not expect that the crying old man would suddenly appear after missing for many years and intercept his master, but since they dared to send the master there When Xiyu questioned the landowner of Jingang Temple, it was absolutely certain that he had enough power to protect himself, so at most he was injured by the crying old man. Besides, he couldn't help at all in the fight in the outdoor scene.
Hearing this comment about chivalrous and courageous, Gu Changqing couldn't help but feel a trace of joy and complacency on his face: This is what we, the righteous people, should do, and I don't deserve my little master's ridiculous praise. I don't know why my little master's name can kill An Guoxie. He must not be an unknown person from the Jin Dynasty.
He knew from Meng Qi's accent that he was a monk from the Jin Dynasty.
The little monk, whose name is Zhending, just relied on his unique secret method to quietly unlock the acupoints, and he also had a bottle of venom and a poison dart hidden in his body, so he killed An Guoxie when he was hardly distracted from healing. His strength was inferior. He has a lot. Meng Qi had already thought of an excuse, citing his unique skills in acupuncture. Anyway, An Guoxie was dead. No one knew that he had destroyed his Dantian and pinched his arm, and no one knew what the sword was. It is not his trophy, to be used by himself.
Gu Changqing thought about the process just now. Except for the beginning, which was slightly wrong, it seemed to be quite consistent, and he was sure that the name of the dharma was indeed unknown, so he smiled and nodded and said: An Guoxie roamed the vast sea, was cruel and powerful, but he died in the end. If you are careless, it is really God's way to repay, karma retribution.
Facing a cheating guy like me, everyone would be careless. Meng Qi laughed at himself.
Gu Changqing continued: "But little master Zhending, your swordsmanship and swordsmanship are also wonderful. Even if you are watching from a distance, I still feel like you are in an hallucination. It's thrilling. I don't know where you come from."
The young monk is a disciple of Shaolin. Meng Qi did not hide the fact that he wanted to ask Gu Changqing to introduce him as a guide to find his junior brother.
Gu Changqing subconsciously exclaimed: "It turns out he is a Shaolin disciple. No wonder, no wonder, the sword technique just now is probably Ananda Pojie sword technique and Bodhidharma sword technique"
King Kong Temple is good at swordsmanship, so the style of swordsmanship is strong in the Western Regions. Even if Gu Changqing is a swordsman, he has heard of Ananda Pojie swordsmanship, which is at the forefront of swordsmanship in the world.
As for Bodhidharma's swordsmanship, it was his own interest.
If you have little talent and little knowledge, you should not be praised unreasonably. Meng Qi replied with a default attitude and then said. He cared about the benefactor because of the evil of An Guo. The poor monk and his junior brother got separated. I wonder if I have seen anyone younger than me. It’s also a monk dressed like this
No. Gu Changqing shook his head. The dress of the monks in the Western Regions is different from that of the Jin Dynasty. I have never seen it before. What happened to separate you
Meng Qi thought about it and thought that facing An Guoxie, a master of the Nine Apertures, Gu Changqing had the courage to come to inquire and do a heroic act, so he roughly described the matter, but did not mention his attempt to escape. Finally he said: I don’t know how much Donor Gu knows about the terrain of the vast sea. Can you tell me something about it for the young monk so that he won’t have no clue about finding the person
Master Xuanbei fought fiercely with the crying old man. Such a shocking battle, I wish I could witness it with my own eyes. Gu Changqing sighed a few words and then said, My family has lived in the vast sea for many generations, and I know the terrain fairly well. It is extremely complicated and cannot be detailed in a short time. If you don’t give up, little master, I’m willing to lead the way for you.
Meng Qi originally planned to ask him for geographical knowledge and introduce reliable guides, but he unexpectedly took the initiative to ask for help. I was a little stunned for a moment: Donor Gu, where are your companions
Gu Changqing's face showed a little disdain: I always thought that they were also chivalrous and courageous people, and they could show the same courage as me. Now it seems that they are all timid and afraid of getting into trouble. Compared with the young master's risk-taking to find his junior brother, it is really unsightly. Therefore, I would like to help my little master.
If you want to find true wisdom, you must go deep into the vast sea. When horse bandits are rampant, Luo Ju will be extremely powerful and dangerous.
Hearing Gu Changqing's comments about the three companions, Meng Qi thought that it would be better not to make friends with the Snow Mountain Sect disciples. They were timid and fearful and might betray his whereabouts.
He put his hands together and said sincerely: Amitabha, the young monk goes to thank the donor in advance on behalf of his junior brother.
Little Master Zhending, when will we set off so that I can go back and say goodbye. Gu Changqing did as he said.
Meng Qi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, after daybreak, I will have to ask the donor to help me buy a few sets of clothes and a few hats."
Also, your attire is too conspicuous, and you can easily be spotted by Zeluoju and You Huanduo's men. Gu Changqing suddenly said.
You Huaduo is another disciple of the crying old man who has opened the Nine Apertures. He is nicknamed Lidi Yanluo and is the leader of the seventy-two bandits in Helian Mountain. Although they mainly operate near Helian Mountain, the Hanhai Business Road is also an important source of wealth for them. .
Meng Qi added: There may be horse bandits and spies in the oasis. If the young monk goes to buy it by himself, he may be targeted, so he also asks the donor for help.
No problem, haha, when the time comes, the little master will have to change his tone. Don't always be a donor, so that others can still see that you are a monk. Gu Changqing said with a smile.
After discussing it, Meng Qi bent down to search for An Guoxie's body, but unfortunately he didn't get much. He was here to help his master this time. Naturally, he didn't have any secret books or anything like that on him, and he didn't use weapons, concealed weapons, or poison. Similar to There was nothing else. I only found a bottle of healing elixir that seemed to be quite good, a bag of broken silver, a few gems, and a bunch of brass keys.
This is the Wounded Soul Replenishing Pill from the Crying Old Man lineage. Although the healing effect is not as good as the Baicao Pill, it is still pretty good. Gu Changqing recognized the bottle of pills, but unfortunately there were only two pills left in it.
He did not show any greed towards these things and watched Meng Qi put them away because they were his trophies.
Meng Qi thought that after he found his junior brother, he would pay the reward himself, which would be easier for Gu Changqing to accept.
What is this bunch of keys for? Meng Qi shook the bunch of brass keys, making a jingling sound.
Gu Changqing thought for a while and said: An Guoxie is a famous thief in the Hanhai Sea and has a rich net worth, but no one knows where he lives. This is probably the key to his residence.
No one knows how to find this. Meng Qi said regretfully. If he gets An Guoxie's treasure, he will be able to eat well and drink spicy food after leaving Shaolin.
Gu Changqing looked at it carefully and muttered: It's not that there are no clues. Different oases in different countries have different shapes of keys. We can use the keys to narrow down the scope.
Makes sense. Meng Qi admired, then put the matter aside for the time being, and together with Gu Changqing, tied An Guoxie's body to rocks and threw it into a small lake, destroying the body and destroying all traces.
The next day, Meng Qi put on the long-favored white Confucian shirt and gauze hat, and left the oasis with Gu Changqing.
At noon, one of the store clerks frowned. Something was wrong. Uncle An Guo entered the temple last night and why he still hasn't come out yet. According to custom, he would come over and hang out for a while. .