From the leader of Mingjiao to the heavens

Chapter 8 Zhou Ziwang

After the death of the Han soldier commander, Wei Xiao tried to concentrate on looking at him. Sure enough, the golden light in front of his eyes skyrocketed, and the golden pagoda appeared. villain.

Although this guy is not a thing, his kung fu is really not weak, especially his horse riding kung fu, but it is useless to Wei Xiao. On the contrary, the Mongolian cavalryman's swordsmanship is very fierce and fierce, and it feels more powerful than his plum blossom knife .

He returned to the corpse of the Mongolian cavalryman and looked at it with concentration, but the golden light did not appear.

Could it be because of the incomplete body?

He picked up the head back, placed it on the cavity, and concentrated again, but it still couldn't be triggered.

Forget it, there is nothing good about the Mongols' stuff, if it is the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, it is not bad.

He walked back cautiously, wanting to see what was going on outside the woods. He had just turned up the hill when he saw a person staggering in and fleeing in, followed by two officers and soldiers.

Wei Xiao took a closer look and saw that the one running away in front was holding a big sword in his hand, it was Luo Pusheng!
Good guy, you have this time too!
Wei Xiao felt a little happy in his heart. If it wasn't for this guy blocking the way, he would have passed by this intersection a long time ago. Although he might encounter officers and soldiers, he didn't do anything illegal. Today, it is very likely that he was caught by the White Lotus cult. Luo, now the two apprentices have also been killed!

If there were no pursuers, Wei Xiao wished he could go up in person and give this Luo Pusheng a knife.

Luo Pusheng was seriously injured, his lower abdomen, back, and shoulders were bleeding profusely, and soon fell to the ground.

He was pursued by two Han soldiers, who wanted to hack him to death with knives.

Luo Pusheng blocked with a horizontal sword, resisted stubbornly, and scolded while hiding: "You two are also Han Chinese! Why do you help the tyrants and the Tartars to kill your compatriots? Why are you traitors!"

The two Han soldiers were so annoyed by his scolding: "I don't know what Mongol or Han is. I only know that it is Dayuan Zhengshuo, the Holy Son of Heaven is in court, and we are going to kill for the court today because of our food and loyalty. You wild monks!"

While speaking, Luo Pusheng got two more knives in his arm, and the big sword fell to the ground. He sighed, sat on the ground with force, gritted his teeth and yelled: "You traitors! You will be punished sooner or later! I will go to hell and wait." you!"

The Han soldiers scolded angrily: "When death is imminent, how dare you be arrogant! We won't kill you directly, that would be too cheap for you. I will cut off your limbs first, and then hang you on this tree, so that you can die a little bit." Dry it and turn it into bacon!" He raised his knife and slashed at Ropson's arm.

Suddenly, a cold wind swept across his back, and a steel knife slashed at the back of his neck. The light of the knife flashed, and his head rolled off!

Wei Xiao killed one enemy with a sneak attack, and immediately slashed at the other before the body fell to the ground. The officer and soldier never dreamed that there was still a person lying in ambush in this dark forest, and Wei Xiao killed him by surprise. , His kung fu was far worse than that of the gun-wielding commander. He backed up one after another, barely dodged a few times, and was slashed in the face by Wei Xiao, hacking him to death on the spot.

Holding the knife, come back to see Luo Pusheng.

Luo Pusheng looked at Wei Xiao, who was covered in blood, and smiled: "Are you going to kill me?"

Wei Xiao gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for you, I might have handed over the dart by now!"

"Ha!" Ropson asked, "then why did you save me?"

Wei Xiao said: "I'm going to kill them, which one is going to save you? Traitors, sons and daughters of China, everyone can be punished!"

"Okay!" Luo Pusheng raised his thumb, just gave a thumbs up, and couldn't help coughing up a lot of blood, "My apprentice was killed by you, I have to find him a place, otherwise people won't believe in our White Lotus Sect .”

Wei Xiao scoffed at this cult's method of pretending to be a ghost.

Luo Pusheng coughed again, and said: "I didn't intend to kill you at first. Seeing how young you are, you can lead a team out to walk the darts alone. You must be smart enough, and your skills are good, but your sword skills are too good. It’s bad, I haven’t been taught by a famous teacher, I want to defeat you, I want you to give me your life, join the White Lotus Sect, and take you to kill Tartars together in the future!”

"I killed your apprentice, don't you hate me?"

"The teaching masters in the teaching are divided according to their grades...the lower ranks call the superiors, and they are all masters...the equals are brothers...how old am I...can I really accept disciples?" Luo Pusheng raised his head weakly: "I can't do it, my lungs and liver were injured by the dog tartar..." He coughed up blood again, he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the big sword on the ground, lifted it up and handed it to Wei Xiao, "After I die, I implore you to send this sword of mine to my senior brother in Yuanzhou, and ask him to return it to my teacher, saying that I was incompetent and died in the hands of a tartar in Ruizhou...cough cough..."

Wei Xiao grabbed the hilt of his sword, looked at Luo Pusheng who was coughing up blood and asked, "Who is your big brother?"

"My elder brother...is...named Zhou Ziwang, he...is very famous in Yuanzhou...you will know as soon as you inquire..." Luo Pusheng suddenly grabbed Wei Xiao's hand forcefully, using his last strength to follow Wei Xiao said, "Little brother, you... are very good, I am very optimistic about you, and I want to... take you back to see my master... ask him to... take you... take you..."

The following words were never spoken again, and Luo Pusheng fell back on his back.

"Luo Pusheng! Luo Pusheng!" Wei Xiao called out several times and stretched out his hand to check. Luo Pusheng had no breath.

What a fucking world!

He cursed bitterly, suddenly the golden light in front of his eyes lit up, and Luo Pusheng's soul sat up from the corpse, and rushed towards him with a smile on his face, and then there was another villain in the golden tower in his mind. Sword dance.

Wei Xiao closed his eyes and watched the swordplay practiced by the villain. It was really mysterious and complicated, and he would miss the point for a while. After a long time, he stood up with a sigh. A hole was made on the ground, and Luo Pusheng's body was buried in it.

Carefully come out of the woods, there are no living people here, and there are corpses scattered all over the ground, most of them are the members of the White Lotus Sect who gathered here.

The horse was gone, Wei Xiao found his own horse with a broken leg, and it was already dead. Another horse stomped heavily on its stomach, leaving two bloody holes, and it was already dead.

Wei Xiao found the corpses of Zhang Zhong and Zhou Yuan, and dug a hole in the woods to bury them. After calming down, he found a relatively clean shirt from the dead and put it on, taking advantage of the darkness, he continued on his way.

Go to Ruizhou first, hand over the ancient bottle on your back, get the receipt document with the other party's fingerprint, and then go to Yuanzhou.

As for Luo Pusheng's sword technique and the words he said before he died, he decided to send this sword to Zhou Ziwang.

Yuanzhou was in the southwest of Ruizhou, and the two states were close to each other. Wei Xiao went to the city and asked people about Zhou Ziwang, and he was indeed a celebrity. If he asked casually, everyone knew it, and he was eager to show him the way.

Zhou Ziwang is a wealthy family in Yuanzhou, almost the largest landlord. He has a good relationship with the local Han bureaucrats and even Mongolians. He has standing houses, lying on the ground, and many shops. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the richest man here.

Wei Xiao came to the door, saying that he was entrusted by Luo Pusheng to deliver something, the concierge went in to inform, and after a while, several people ran out of the house, the leader was a man wearing a fine dress and a beard, who saw Wei Xiao at a glance. With the big sword in his hand, he asked anxiously, "Where is my junior brother now? Is he... still...alive?"

(End of this chapter)