Martial Arts World Assassin

Chapter 20 Reason
These words hit exactly the spotlight on Huang Sixi's plan.

He asked Luo Liru: "Do you have a map to return to the Central Plains?"

"I have!"

Luo Liru took out a piece of sheepskin from his arms and handed it to Huang Sixi.

When Tie Luohan heard that Huang Sixi actually needed a map to pass the level, he immediately said, "When I first came to Liaodong, I didn't go through the Nine Borders of the Ming Dynasty, but entered the Great Wall through Xinjiang!"

He sincerely wanted to provide Huang Sixi with some help within his ability: "Master Jianglong, if the Tartars block the nine border roads of the Ming Dynasty, you might consider returning to the Central Plains via the grasslands."

"Do you have a map?"

"Well, I really don't have one. How about I draw one for you? But I only remember one route into the Great Wall. Even if I draw a picture, it will be a straight line for you. I'm afraid you won't understand it."

Huang Sixi did not reply.

He took the sheepskin map from Luo Liru but was not in a hurry to look through it.

He looked at Luo Liru's face, recalled Luo Liru's accent, and asked, "I seemed to have seen you at the market in Shengjing City at noon. You spoke in the Jiangnan dialect. What is your identity?"

Luo Liru was very surprised because he had no impression of Huang Sixi.

He quickly replied, "I am indeed from Jiangnan. My surname is Luo, my name is Liru, and I live in Jinling City. I am studying martial arts at the Jinlong Gang."

"Golden Dragon Gang? I seem to have heard of this gang. Is the gang leader Jiao Gongli, the 'Iron-backed Golden Turtle'?"

"Jiao Gongli is my master!"

Luo Liru couldn't help but let his imagination run wild, thinking that maybe the Dragon Subduing Hero and his master were old acquaintances, that would be the best thing ever.

But Huang Sixi only asked this question and then stopped talking.

He looked at Tie Luohan again: "What should I call you, Master?"

"Don't dare take it!"

The Iron Arhat humbly introduced himself: "My Dharma name is 'Yisheng'. I don't have a permanent temple where I chant sutras. Since I became an adult, I have been wandering around the world for about ten years. I have earned the nickname 'Iron Arhat'."

"Then you must be quite old, right?"

"I am an orphan, abandoned outside the temple when I was young. The master who adopted me couldn't tell exactly how old I was at the time, but thirty-two years have passed since I entered the temple."

Huang Sixi remembered that there was a character named Tie Luohan in "The Sword Stained with Royal Blood", who loyally followed Yuan Chengzhi. Finally, when the dynasty changed, Tie Luohan was unwilling to submit to the Tartars, so he went to live in seclusion overseas.

As for Luo Liru, Huang Sixi was even more impressed.

In the original novel, Min Zihua, a disciple of Xiandu Sect, invited helpers to organize a hero banquet in order to seek revenge on Jiao Gongli for the murder of his brother. Luo Liru went alone to deliver the invitation on behalf of his master, but his right arm was cut off by a sword from the flying witch Sun Zhongjun.

Luo Liru did not make a sound after his arm was broken, and he was not afraid of the crowd. He picked up his right arm and left. Although his martial arts skills were not very good, he was very tough.

In theory, these two people can be trusted, but why did they come all the way to Liaodong? Huang Sixi needs to find out.

"Do you have any fire starters?"

"Have!"

Tie Luohan and Luo Liru immediately turned around, took the horses, and searched for their packages.

When the two men took out the fire starter and handed it to Huang Sixi, Huang Sixi did not take it: "You two may as well get some wood to light the fire and take a rest here."

When the two heard this, they were extremely happy. From what the Dragon Subduing Hero meant, they should be allowed to follow.

They couldn't help but think that being able to travel south with a hero like the Dragon Slayer, even if they were only together for a few days, was an experience they could be proud of and would comfort them for the rest of their lives. They immediately set to work, one person stationed the horses, and the other found firewood to start the fire.

Huang Sixi also began to take off his armor, remove the arrows, and clean the blood off his body.

By the time the fire was lit, Huang Sixi had already taken off his hard armor and pulled out the arrowheads embedded in the armor one by one.

Tie Luohan and Luo Liru thought that he was shot by an arrow, so they hurriedly took out the golden medicine they carried with them and placed it on the bluestone where he was sitting.

Huang Sixi said, "Don't underestimate me because I was hit by arrows. My armor blocked all the arrows, so I wasn't injured. But I've been fighting for too long and my body is soaked. If you have dry clothes, you might as well give me a set."

"I only have a monk's robe. I wonder if the Dragon-Subduing Hero would mind?"

"Even if you don't mind, you're so tall and fat, how can the Dragon Slayer be comfortable wearing it!"

"Brother Luo, please get your clothes. Wearing wet clothes for too long can easily cause you to catch a cold."

Earlier at the gate of Shengjing, most horses were harnessed to carts specifically for hauling goods. Luo Liru and Wu Ping were both caravan leaders, equipped with their own mounts, with all their luggage and parcels carried on the saddles.

His package contained not only spare clothes, but also daily necessities.

After giving all the things to Huang Sixi, he and Tie Luohan went to find a nearby water source, fetched some water for Huang Sixi to use, and then took out some dry food to make a simple meal.

After Huang Sixi cleaned his body and replenished his strength, he began to repair his hard armor. The front and back of the armor were pierced by feather arrows and had holes, but he was unwilling to throw it away.

Regardless of whether it can be repaired or not, he will continue to wear it.

"Luohan, why are you dressed like a lama?"

"Dragon-Subduing Hero, this is a long story..."

"I'm not some great hero, nor am I called Jiang Long. I was assassinating a Tartar prince in the palace at the time, so I falsely claimed the name Jiang Long in order to stop him from escaping. My surname is Huang, and I'm the fourth child in my family. You can just call me by my name."

"It turned out to be Mr. Huang!"

Tie Luohan and Luo Liru did not want to be impolite, so they used the respectful title of "Xianggong" which is commonly used in the Central Plains.

They sat around the fire and listened to Huang Sixi's questions about Liaodong, and he gave a detailed introduction.

Tie Luohan said first: "I am a wandering monk. Wherever I go, I beg for alms. Two years ago, I passed through Northern Zhili and knocked on the door of a man named Fang. Not only did Fang provide me with food and drink, he also gave me all the money he had saved!"

"Brother Luohan, you have met a great kind person!" Luo Liru smiled.

"I thought so at first, but Mr. Fang entrusted me to help him with his funeral and to help his soul to be reincarnated. I saw that he was in good health and did not look like a dying man, so I felt that something was fishy." Tie Luohan looked at Huang Sixi and said.

"Did he meet his enemy?" Luo Liru guessed.

"No! Mr. Fang had a pair of children in his old age, a boy and a girl. But the Tartar invaded two years ago and took his children to Liaodong. He was so sad that he was about to commit suicide because he saw that his children were separated and it was difficult for them to be reunited." Iron Arhat sighed:

"At that time, no matter who came to his door to beg for alms, he would give away his wealth."

"It's the Tartars' fault again!" Luo Liru cried out in anger: "What happened next?"

"I saw that he was in his forties or fifties, with a head full of white hair from worry. I felt pity for him and promised to go to Liaodong to find his son for him." Tie Luohan said:
"I am a wandering monk anyway, so it doesn't matter where I go to beg for alms. But I am worried that the Tartars will not welcome monks from the Central Plains. I heard that there are many yellow temples in the Tartar territory, with lamas presiding over the practice, so I became a lama so that I can visit and look for people."

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