Mr. Yangui

Chapter 348 Chapter Thirty-Eight
Li Wuchang looked at the purple-clothed scribe in front of him with extraordinary bearing, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Boy Li Wuchang, thank you for your help, senior, dare to ask senior's name?"

"It's just easy!" The purple-clothed scribe waved his hand, then picked a piece of grass on the messy slope and sat down, and waved to Li Wuchang, motioning him to sit down too.

Li Wuchang walked over, sat down on the grass a foot away from the purple-clothed scribe, and secretly exercised his energy to adjust his breath.

It was too dangerous just now.

The incident happened on this small slope. At that time, Li Wuchang was still below the small slope. He heard three loud bangs from the collision of energy, followed by a series of muffled noises and screams. fly.

Li Wuchang was terrified in his heart, and rushed up immediately, before he had time to observe what happened, he found a wave of aftermath rushing towards him, he had never seen that kind of true energy, it was pure black, like evil spirit from hell, Transformed into several black dragons, killing intent to break through the sky.

Immediately, Li Wuchang commanded four body-protecting true qi knives to meet him, but all the qi knives exploded in mid-air, but the black energy was not completely counteracted, and still rushed towards him, and then his body was shaken back, almost falling Going down the small slope, energy invaded the meridians, and he suffered internal injuries on the spot. After he stabilized his figure, he found that the man in purple on the opposite side put his knife back into its sheath calmly and grinned at him.

But Xie Baldzi and the other three had already died, their bodies were chopped into pieces, and the small slope became a mess.

Needless to say, the power of Li Wuchang's foolish and reckless blade to hurt the enemy, Xie Baldzi and his ilk will be in a hurry when facing two, even Zhang Suna and other eighth-rank beginners have to avoid the edge for a while. The four handles could barely withstand a wave of the purple-clothed man's aftermath. From this, it can be seen that the purple-clothed man's martial arts has reached an appalling level.

"Li Wuchang?... Well, I know you, the shadow killer who has recently become famous, the court's Zhaowu Xiaowei, the fourth son of the Imperial Guard Commander Li, once made great contributions in Feng Yi's siege battle!" The man in purple nodded slightly.

"Hey, the boy just gained a little fame by chance, only in Feng Yihongnong area, how dare he compare with the senior, the senior must be a well-known white hero in the world, can you tell the boy to open his ears? It also gives the kid more capital to brag about in the future!" Although Li Wuchang was surprised in his heart, his mouth was full of sarcasm.

"Which white hero do you think I am?" the man in purple asked indifferently, his expression indifferent.

Li Wuchang nodded sincerely.

"Oh, I'm afraid this is not your sincere words, right? Otherwise, you didn't have to be so anxious to send your three subordinates away just now. You are afraid that I will kill them suddenly, right?" The man in purple immediately exposed Li Wuchang.

Li Wuchang smiled embarrassingly.

indeed so.

From the first time Li Wuchang saw the man in purple, he knew that he couldn't figure it out, and it was hard to say whether it was true or evil.

If Zhao Xun and the others were allowed to stay, if the purple-clothed man suddenly went mad, it would be no joke. Li Wuchang would be fine by himself. He is good at light work and has enough running experience, but Zhao Xun and the others will definitely not be able to outrun the purple-clothed man. people.

"You're an interesting person, just chat with me casually!" The man in purple said casually.

"Senior, what do you want to talk about? I still have a hand in bragging!" Li Wuchang simply leaned back slightly, with his backhand on the ground, looking quite leisurely.

Since you can't hide, let's see the trick.

"Well, you chased these three people so closely, did Wei Xian give you some death orders? Or did you simply want to kill them so that you could get some credit?" the man in purple asked seriously.

Li Wu saw that the man in purple didn't want to reveal his name, so he didn't continue to ask. He looked at Bald Xie's head and sighed: "I don't care about the credit for the order. The point is that the dead bald donkey provoked me. I lived well in my Zhuangzi, and that dead bald donkey led a group of Hanshui gang experts to drive a large group of mobs to loot my Zhuangzi."

After a pause, he continued: "I usually hate to scold my farmers, but that dead bald donkey killed more than 100 people, injured more than 200 people, and even set fire to the home we worked so hard to build. ... This hatred is irreconcilable, I thought at the time, not only to kill that dead donkey, but if I have a chance, I will go to the east of the river and have a good time with the Hanshui Gang! Grandma is a bear, because of the Hanshui Gang, The land in the southwest of Feng Yi was stained red with blood, I saw many half-grown children and many old people died in front of me, I thought I was not a good person, but I felt bad, alas!"

For some reason, Li Wuchang spoke his mind unconsciously.

Hearing this, the man in purple nodded slightly, and asked, "I have been paying attention to Feng Yixinan, and it is indeed quite miserable. Although the people of the Hanshui Gang are not good people, the misfortune of Feng Yixinan should not be entirely blamed on the Hanshui Gang. Bar?"

Li Wuchang thought to himself, is this guy some old angry youth who is dissatisfied with the imperial court?

Immediately sighed: "Of course I also know that the imperial court also has a great responsibility, but I can't say anything for a small fish like me, let alone I have a coquettish outfit. So, go as you like!"

"A show? Does it mean the grievances between you and the Zhang family?" the man in purple asked.

"Did the news spread so fast?" Li Wuchang frowned.

"The elder arrogantly wanted to kill the lord, but the lord fought back and dug up the ancestral grave... Heh, it's hard not to spread such a big news that can be entertained while drinking, isn't it?" the man in purple laughed.

Li Wuchang could only smile wryly.

"I think you seem to be very interested in my identity, why don't you guess?" The man in purple changed the subject.

"Hey, it's hard to guess... I have little knowledge. Except for the masters of Chang'an City, I have only heard of a few names that can match your strength. The Master Canghai of the White Horse Temple is definitely not the master of the Hanshui Gang. Experts are even less likely, Zuo Qian, Nie Jin, Si Kongsheng, um, not likely, as for Xiang Kui, an expert in cowhide, definitely not. At first I suspected that you were Su Han, the top expert in Jiangnan. Immediately rejected it, because he uses a sword, and I have also seen the skills and methods of Su Ming, a child of the Su family... It is said that there are many low-key masters in Xiangyang City and Luoyang City, but I don't know much about it." Li Impermanence guessed the name of the master.

"Hahaha, you said Xiang Kui is an expert in leather?" The man in purple laughed heartily.

"Of course, ever since I heard his name, he has been bragging all day, saying that he wanted to make Nie Jin of the Tianluo Gang look good, but who knew he was almost slaughtered by Nie Jin, clearly not worthy of the name!" Li Wuchang sighed. road.

It is Li Wuchang's great regret that he did not see the decisive battle between Xiang Kui and Nie Jin.

"The Central Plains is so big, there are countless strange people, you must be a character like a sweeping monk!" Li Wuchang finally guessed.

"Sweeping monk?" The man in purple seemed interested.

"It's just a story... There is a Khitan man named Qiao Feng, well, he is a person I admire quite a lot, let's say..." Li Wuchang said casually.

"Do you admire the Khitan people?" The man in purple raised his eyebrows.

"Don't interrupt, listen to me..." Li Wuchang waved his hand.

"Okay, okay, go on!" The man in purple immediately shut up.

So, Li Wuchang told the story with the man in purple.

"Where did you just say? Oh, yes, his name is Qiao Feng. It is said that although Qiao Feng is of Khitan blood, he grew up in Central China since he was a child, and he has always regarded himself as a native and number one in the world The leader of the big beggar gang, he is kind-hearted, loyal, strong in martial arts, compassionate, and loyal to love... Anyway, let's just say this, any words that praise a great hero can't be used too much for him. Qiao Feng's martial arts is the best in the world One, the Eighteen Palms of the Subduing Dragon bombarded everything, and later met a sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple, um, that is the sweeping monk I want to talk about, he swept the floor well, and suddenly appeared to fight Qiao Feng Comparing each other, and then backhanding Qiao Feng's father Xiao Yuanshan and another ruthless character named Murong Bo into his subordinates to beat Muyu, shocking the Central Plains... Well, this is the legend of the sweeping monk! Awesome, isn't it?"

"Hey, although the story is told intermittently, it sounds so interesting!"

"Of course it's interesting!"

"However, what is that gang of beggars? The name is quite strange."

"A gang of beggars is called the Beggar Gang!"

"Are you kidding? Can a gang of beggars become the largest gang in the world?"

"I also think it's a bit funny, but that's what the story says. There are 30 children of the beggar gang, and there are so many masters in the gang. The eight-pocket and nine-pocket elders are as fierce as tigers. The eighteen palms of the dragon and the dog-beating stick shocked the world. , if all the people from the Beggar Clan flock to the border, even foreigners will not dare to invade!"

"So that's it!...Then what is Shaolin Temple? Why is Qiao Feng's father named Xiao? Is he also a master?"

"Hey, what we are talking about now is the legend of the sweeping monk, why do you care about those details?"

"But the story is very interesting!"

"...Okay! All martial arts in the world come from Shaolin, so you can just compare it to the White Horse Temple in Luoyang! As for Qiao Feng's father, Xiao Yuanshan, he is naturally a Khitan master. Visiting relatives, a group of experts from Zhongtu mistakenly thought that he was coming to Zhongtu to cause trouble, so everyone went to ambush Xiao Yuanshan and knocked Xiao Yuanshan off the cliff. That child, um, Qiao Feng, was brought back to Zhongtu by the monk who led the team He went, and was adopted by an ordinary couple at the foot of the Shaolin Temple, his family name is Qiao... I don’t remember the details, it’s probably like this!”

"Well, the story has a bit of an outline! Let's not talk about the monk who sweeps the floor, and let's not talk about those details. Just talk about Qiao Feng. Since he is a Khitan, the Chinese people will definitely not tolerate him. Then what happened to him?"

"Hey, you are a ninth-rank master, why do you like listening to stories so much?"

"Qiao Feng's story is very interesting!"

"All right... Qiao Feng finally went back to Khitan, changed his surname to Xiao, and called him Xiao Feng. He and the emperor of Khitan called him brothers and brothers, and even got a dean as the dean. It seems that he was called the dean of the Southern Academy... No, it should be called Nan. The king of the court, anyway, that's what it means, he is a very big official."

"that's it?"

"How can it just be like this... Qiao Feng is not happy being the dean, because the Khitan Emperor always wants to invade China, and Qiao Feng grew up in China, and he has deep feelings for China. He is also a peace-loving person, so he tried his best to stop it, and finally committed suicide, which made both sides retreat... Well, this is the story of the hero Qiao Feng."

"died?"

"Isn't the ending of a great hero usually quite tragic? If not, how could a fool like me remember it for so long?"

"It's boring!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)