The scene in front of me gradually became clearer. The trees blocked the sunlight, leaving golden patches.
Meng Qi, who was prepared, looked around vigilantly, but found no sign of an enemy attack.
After observing the environment clearly, Meng Qi frowned, slightly surprised.
Because he found that there were only three people standing around, Qi Zhengyan, who always had a straight face and looked bitter and resentful, Xiang Hui, a gangster, and Xiao Zi, a delicate girl who had no power to restrain a chicken.
Miss Jiang and Senior Brother Zhang were both gone. Meng Qi felt helpless. He had already remembered the instructions for the main mission and divided his troops into two groups.
However, Meng Qi did not hesitate. If it was the last time, he would be terrified. But now, he has the basic ability to protect himself. If he is still timid and fearful, what kind of man do he look like
Senior Brother Qi, we must first find out how to get to Shaolin. Meng Qi ignored the sobbing and trembling Xiao Zi and the anxious Xiang Hui. He exchanged a look with Qi Zhengyan and spoke concisely.
He found that he had no idea where he was or which direction Shaolin was.
Qi Zhengyan looked up at the sky, looked at the nearby trees, pondered for a while and said: "I think the trees are not dense, and I can hear the sound of cars and horses in the distance. It should be not far from the main road. Go out first and ask the pedestrians." road.
He knew that Meng Qi had little experience in the world, so he tried his best to recall what he had learned in order to lead others.
Meng Qi turned to Xiao Zi and Xiang Hui and said, "Should you two go to Shaolin by yourself, or should you follow us?"
The little evil thought in his heart told Meng Qi that it would be much easier for him and Qi Zhengyan if there were not these two trolls.
Master, Master, I'm following you. Xiao Zi trembled as if struck by lightning, ran to Meng Qi's side in two or three steps, and held Meng Qi's sleeves tightly with both hands.
Xiang Hui smiled, nodded and bowed: Holy monk, you are the only one who obeys me.
Seeing that they were all trying to please him, Meng Qi could probably guess their mentality. Firstly, he was a monk, so he naturally gave people a sense of compassion. Secondly, he often smiled and was not as dull and dignified as Qi Zhengyan, who was inaccessible. Thirdly, he himself He showed his martial arts skills and left a deep impression on them.
Meng Qi said with a smile to the donor, I didn’t expect you to be a person who has read books.
Xiang Hui hurriedly smiled and said: "Shen Monk Miaozan, the younger ones all learned from the white paper fan in the gang."
This guy, at first thought he was Lu Zhishen's type of reckless and arrogant person, but he turned out to be the type of dog-legger who wants to please others. Meng Qi sighed secretly, turned to Xiao Zi who was pulling his sleeves and said, "Miss Zi, if If you want to follow us, don't do this, it will prevent us from taking action.
He originally had some evil thoughts in his heart, but from Xiang Hui and Xiao Zi, he thought of the last reincarnation mission. If Jiang Zhiwei and others disliked his low martial arts and were unwilling to take him with them, he would have died tragically at the hands of the men in black. He had a hand, so he felt sympathy for his fellow sufferers and moved his heart of compassion.
Since my life was saved by Miss Jiang out of kindness, I should also show kindness when there is no danger. Meng Qi sighed to himself, of course, no matter how kind-hearted he was, Meng Qi would not risk his life for a stranger.
Xiao Zi let go of her hand, stepped back a few steps, and stood side by side with Qi Hui. Then she suppressed her tears and followed Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan honestly outside the forest.
The ground in the forest was uneven, with protruding roots intertwined with fallen leaves and putrid mud. Xiao Zi walked with a stumble, but she did not cry out in pain. She gritted her teeth and tried not to be left behind by the crowd.
It's soft on the outside but strong on the inside. Meng Qi, who was observing secretly, nodded slightly. If she still cried miserably, refused to endure hardship, and was pampered, he might not really want to leave her behind.
You can bring the oil bottle with you, but the burden will be completely harmful to yourself.
Looking back, Meng Qi saw Qi Zhengyan's rigid face in front of him, and his heart suddenly moved.
This time the troops were divided into two groups, and the strongest one on his side was Qi Zhengyan. Although he was not afraid of him, sincere cooperation was always better than fighting alone.
Well, we have to make friends and get closer. Meng Qi thought about it for a while and came up with an idea. He smiled and said: Senior Brother Qi, how are you doing with that swordsmanship
One month is too short, it’s just a beginning. Qi Zhengyan nodded slightly, still looking serious.
Meng Qi smiled and said: Just get started. With the Changhe Sword Technique, Senior Brother Qi, your strength will improve greatly.
I haven’t actually done it yet, so I don’t dare to speak loudly. Qi Zhengyan's answer was concise and to the point.
Meng Qi's mouth curled up: Senior Brother Qi, actually, why do you have to be so heavy-handed and silent all the time? Since you can't get rid of this reincarnation task for the time being, why don't you face it with a smile? Relaxing your mood is more conducive to the development of your strength.
At this moment, Meng Qi felt like he was receiving psychological counseling again.
What the holy monk said is absolutely true. Xiang Hui tried his best to smile and agreed, but Qi Zhengyan said nothing.
All the confusion and fear came from within. Meng Qi felt slightly proud and began to talk at length about the benefits of facing reincarnation tasks with a smile.
After listening, Qi Zhengyan stopped suddenly without looking back, and said quietly: I was born like this.
Um, could it be that Senior Brother Qi, you were hurt in some way when you were a child or the environment at that time was depressing? Meng Qi asked casually.
I, when I was young, I was very good. Qi Zhengyan still didn't look back. He said through gritted teeth, and then his voice became higher. "Junior brother Zhen Ding, we are in the middle of a chase. Our ears are for listening to sounds, not nonsense."
Ha ha. Meng Qi laughed twice to resolve his shame and embarrassment, and said sincerely: "The young monk has little experience in the world, thank you Senior Brother Qi for your guidance."
Seeing that Meng Qi did not become angry, Qi Zhengyan was stunned for a moment and nodded slowly: You must be careful about everything.
The conversation between the two surprised Xiang Hui. The guy who seemed to owe him five taels of silver seemed to be more powerful than the holy monk.
After walking forward for a while, Meng Qi and others saw a rammed earth avenue. Cars and horses passed by, raising a lot of dust.
Beside the road, there was a tea shop with a pergola that also sold some food. It was not midday and there were not many customers.
Meng Qi looked away and saw that the owner of the tea shop was an old man. There were four tables of people sitting inside. One table was a dusty couple, one table was a peddler, one table was an old man playing the huqin, and one table was a table full of people holding hands. A rich young master with a pretty maid and his bodyguard.
Senior Brother Qi, I went over to inquire about the news and buy some dry food. You can help me look around. Meng Qi looked at Qi Zhengyan's bitter and resentful face, and decided to go by himself. Moreover, with Qi Zhengyan hiding behind him, he could warn and rescue him if he encountered a siege or something.
Qi Zhengyan carefully observed the people in the tea shop and the surrounding environment, and said with a calm face for a long time: "I think the salesman is too refreshing, not like someone who travels around the country all year round, so you have to be careful."
In fact, he doesn't have much experience in the arena and is a little unsure of himself.
After hearing what he said, Meng Qi took a closer look and found that the salesman indeed felt less tired and tired. Especially, the hand holding the teacup did not have any cracks caused by years of exposure to the sun.
I saved it. Meng Qi walked over slowly.
As he approached the tea shop, Meng Qi suddenly heard a horse neighing. He subconsciously turned his head and saw four brown horses and a gorgeous carriage parked next to them.
Well, if we were riding a horse, it would be faster than us relying on light kung fu. Meng Qi's heart moved, and he knew very well that his current light skill was comparable to that of a horse at short distances. Once the distance was long, he would have to be pulled down. Moreover, riding a horse took less effort than rushing on his own. When encountering danger, he still had enough power to fight back. .
Well, you need to buy it from the horse owner later. He touched the jade pendant in his arms. He had no intention of becoming a robber for the time being. Before entering the world of reincarnation this time, he was worried that he would need money in the mission, so he took the jade pendant with him.
As for who the owner of the horse is, Meng Qi can guess with his toes that it must be the rich young man wearing brocade and jade. With his maid's delicate appearance, she would definitely not be able to get here without a carriage.
So, Meng Qi subconsciously walked into the tea shop from near the rich young master, glanced at them, and looked them up and down.
Monk Wu Na, looking at one of the two guards, crossed his arms and walked up.
Seeing his heavy steps and ferocious attitude, Meng Qi was amused for a moment. He imitated the rogue monk in his impression and clasped his hands together: Amitabha, poor monk observes that all the donors are destined to be my Buddha.
Haha, you bald donkey, why are you destined or not? Don’t you just want to use some of your wealth? The rich young man laughed, and while stroking the maid’s face, his expression darkened. “Go away, young master. I hate you monster monks and demons the most in my life.”
Last time, my wife was transformed into three hundred taels of silver by a demonic monk, the maid said with a smile.
Huh, if any demonic monk or Taoist dares to approach our door in the future, their legs will be broken. The young master signaled the two guards to drive Meng Qi away.
Meng Qi was not in a hurry and planned to talk to the rich young man later. He walked around several tables and walked towards the owner of the tea shop.
Shopkeeper, I have a question for you. Meng Qi clasped his hands together and said.
The old man with a hunched back and white hair returned the gift with a smile: I have always believed in Buddhism, but Master just asks questions.
Meng Qi lowered his voice to prevent the salesman from hearing: The poor monk wants to go to Shaohua Mountain, but he doesn’t know which way to take.
At the same time, most of Meng Qi's attention was focused on the salesman.
The old man smiled and said: "Follow this official road and keep going. It will take three days."
Before he finished speaking, his expression changed and he looked behind Meng Qi in shock.
The salesman had already pulled out a long sword from the pole, kicked his foot, and rushed directly behind Meng Qi.
He actually took action directly. His hearing ability was far superior to that of ordinary people. Meng Qi was surprised, but he was very focused and did not feel rushed. He turned around, waved his long knife, and stopped the salesman.
Suddenly, Meng Qi felt a pain in his waist. At some point, the old man behind him had two daggers in his hands, stabbing his waist fiercely.
Meng Qi took a step forward, trying to dodge the dagger, but at this moment, the old couple also jumped out with their swords, one pointed directly at Meng Qi's throat, and the other swiped the knife at Meng Qi's legs.
Alas, the old man playing the huqin sighed softly, pulled out a thin dagger from the huqin, ducked behind Meng Qi, and stabbed him in the back.