The terrain below Jiangling is flat, and the Yangtze River twists and turns between Hunan and Hubei, flowing eastward, and small boats float slowly along the river.
He saw cities, towns and villages on both sides of the Yangtze River passing by the boat.
The boats coming down from the upper reaches had sails and oars, and passed him one by one.
When the people on the boat passed by the boat, they all looked at Di Yun with long beard and long hair and blood-stained face with curiosity and surprise.
Towards evening, Di Yun finally gained some strength.
At the same time, his stomach kept rumbling and he felt very hungry.
He sat up, picked up a plank, and rowed the boat slowly toward the north shore, thinking of buying some food in a small restaurant.
Unfortunately, this area is very desolate and there is not a single family in sight.
The boat turned along the river and saw three fishing boats tied under the willow shade, with smoke rising from the boats.
As his boat approached the fishing boat, he could only hear the squeaking sound of fish being fried in the pot on the stern of the boat, and the aroma came straight to him.
He rowed the boat over and said to the old fisherman on the stern: "Old fisherman, can you sell me a fish to eat?"
When the old fisherman saw his terrifying appearance, he was afraid, but he didn't want to.
But he didn't dare to refuse, so he said, "Yes, yes."
He put a fried herring in a bowl and sent it over by boat.
Di Yun said: "If there is white rice, Yifa will buy a bowl to eat."
The old fisherman said: "Yes, yes" and gave him a large bowl of brown rice, with most of the sweet potatoes and sorghum mixed in the rice.
Di Yun ate up a large bowl of rice after picking at it three times.
Just as he was about to ask for more, he suddenly heard a hoarse voice on the shore shouting: "The fisherman has some big fish and brings them up."
Di Yun looked sideways and saw that he was a very tall and thin monk with very big eyes and bright eyes.
Di Yun suddenly felt something in his heart.
He recognized him as one of the five monks who came to the prison that night to make things difficult for Ding Dian.
After thinking about it, he remembered that Ding Dian had said his name was Baoxiang.
That night, Ding Dian killed two monks and seriously injured two others, but the precious elephant saw the opportunity and escaped.
Di Yun never dared to look at him again.
Ding Dian said that this monk had great martial arts skills, and once told him to be careful if he encountered him in the future.
It would be terrible if Monk Baoxiang discovered Ding Dian's body.
He held his rice bowl in both hands.
Even though he was not a timid person, he could not help his heart beating wildly and his arms trembling slightly.
He only said in his heart: "Don't tremble, don't tremble, don't show it."
"Tell me" but the more I try to calm down, the less I can control myself.
Just listen to the old fisherman saying: "All the fish caught today have been sold, there are no fish."
Baoxiang said angrily: "Who said there is no fish?
I am so hungry.
Get a few quickly.
If there are no big fish, even the small ones will become big ones."
"The old fisherman said: "I really don't have fish, you have money, why don't you sell it?"
He picked up the fish basket and turned it over.
The bottom of the basket was facing the sky, and there was no fish in the basket.
Baoxiang was already very hungry.
When he saw a big cooked fish next to Di Yun and had only eaten half of it, he called out: "That man, do you have any fish there?"
Di Yun was panicked.
When he saw him talking to him, he only thought that he had recognized him, and he didn't even reply.
He raised the board of the boat, pushed hard against the roots of the willow trees by the river, and the boat swung out into the river.
Baoxiang said angrily: "You thief, I asked you if you had any fish, why did you run away?"
Di Yun was even more frightened when he heard him yelling and swearing.
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He rowed the boat board hard and swung the boat towards the center of the river.
Baoxiang picked up a stone from the shore and threw it at him.
When Di Yun saw the stone being thrown at him, he immediately leaned over, but he heard the strong wind and the stone passed over his head.
With a loud sound, it fell into the river, splashing high with water.
When Bao Xiang saw that he was avoiding rocks with nimble movements, he looked like a practicing master, definitely not an ordinary fisherman and boatman, he became suspicious and shouted: "Paddle back the fuck quickly, or I will kill your dog!"
Di Yun ignored him and rowed with all his might.
Baoxiang squatted down, picked up a stone with his right hand, threw it out, and then threw another stone with his left hand.
Di Yun rowed the boat in his hand, his eyes focused on the origin of the stone.
The first one dodged sideways, and the second one came very low and flew flat against the hull.
It immediately fell down and lay on the bottom of the bilge.
The difference was only an inch.
All I could see was a dark object flying rapidly past my eyes.
The strong wind made my nose and cheeks hurt.
As soon as he sat up, the third stone came again.
It hit the bow of the boat with a loud clap, causing sawdust to fly and a piece of the bow to be missing.
Baoxiang saw that Di Yun was evasive and the boat was floating along the river, getting further and further away.
He immediately threw two stones hard, but they were aimed at the boat.
If he had thrown the boat as soon as he made a move, the small wooden boat would have been punctured and sunk immediately.
However, it was far away at this time.
Although several stones hit the boat in succession, their power was gone, and only some of the sides and sides of the boat were broken.
Just ship planks.
Seeing that he could not control him, Kong Xiang cursed angrily.
From a distance, he saw Di Yun's wild beard and long hair flying in the wind of the river, and he suddenly remembered: "This man looks like a prisoner who escaped from prison.
Ding Dian escaped from prison in Jingzhou Prefecture, causing an uproar in the world.
Maybe we can get some traces of Ding Dian from this prisoner.
"Thinking of this, his greed grew stronger, but his anger subsided, and he shouted: "Fisherman, fisherman, hurry up and I'll catch up with him." " But the fishermen on the three boats under the willow tree saw that he was throwing rocks and hitting people, and he was very vicious.
They had already quietly unmoored and started going down the river.
Baoxiang kept calling, but no one was willing to come back to carry him.
The treasure elephant whirred and threw several stones, one of which hit a fisherman on the head.
The fisherman's brain cracked and he fell into the river.
The other fishermen were so frightened that they rowed faster.
Bao Xiang chased along the river bank, running quickly, much faster than Di Yun's boat.
Bao Xiang was chasing Bao Xiang on the north bank of the Yangtze River, while Di Yun couldn't help rowing his boat diagonally to the south bank.
Although the treasure elephant overtook him, it was still farther and farther away from the boat.
Di Yun thought to himself: "If I find a boat for him on the shore and force the boatman to come to catch me, it will be difficult to escape from his murderous hands."
In panic, he could only murmur a prayer: "Brother Ding, Brother Ding, you are dead and alive, so that this evil monk cannot find the boat."
There are many ships going up and down the Yangtze River, but fortunately there are no ships anchored for miles along the north bank.
Di Yun tried his best to row the boat to the south bank.
Although the river in this area was not wide, it was covered by trees and the treasure elephant could no longer see it.
So he put the small bundle in his arms and picked up Ding Dian's body.
Just go ashore.
Suddenly remembering something, he turned around and pushed the boat towards the center of the river.
He only hoped that Baoxiang would look at him from a distance and tell him that he was still in the boat, and chased him all the way downstream.
He ran southward in a panic, hoping to get as far away from the river as possible.
Ben Deli Xu could not help but cry out in pain, but he saw a vast expanse of white water, and in front of the river, it turned out that the Yangtze River also turned south when it flowed here.
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He turned around hurriedly and saw a small ruined temple to his right.
He immediately walked to the temple with Ding Dian's body in his arms, and was about to open the door and enter.
Suddenly his knees went weak and he sat down on the ground, unable to stand up again.
He bled profusely after being injured and was already very weak.
Rowing and running with the body in his arms made him exhausted and he had no strength at all.
After struggling twice, I couldn't sit up, so I could only lean on the ground and breathe.
But seeing the sky getting dark, I felt relieved, thinking: "As long as it's night, the evil monk Baoxiang will never be able to find us."
Although Ding Dian was dead at this time, he still regarded him as a close friend in his heart.
The partner is average.
After lying straight outside the temple for more than half an hour, his strength gradually recovered, and then he struggled to get up, holding Ding Dian's body and pushing the door into the temple.
I saw that it was an earth temple.
The clay god of earth was short and cumbersome, and his appearance was very funny.
After Di Yun was defeated, he suddenly felt awe when he saw this little statue of the god.
He knelt down respectfully and kowtowed to the statue several times, feeling a little more comforted in his heart.
Sitting in front of the statue, he held his head and stared blankly at Ding Dian lying on the ground.
The sky was getting darker little by little, and he gradually felt a little more at peace in his heart.
He lay next to Ding Dian's body, just like he had done in that small cell for the past few years.
Before midnight, it suddenly started to rain, in heavy torrents, sometimes light.
Di Yun felt cold on his body and huddled up, leaning against Ding Dian.
Suddenly, he touched Ding Dian's cold skin.
Thinking that Brother Ding was dead and could no longer talk to him, he felt sad in his heart and burst into tears slowly.
Slowly flowed down the cheeks.
Suddenly, amid the sound of rain, there was the sound of kicking footsteps, walking towards the Tutu Temple.
The man trampled on the mud, but moved very quickly.
Di Yun was startled and heard the man getting closer and closer.
He hurriedly hid Ding Dian's body under the altar and shrank behind the altar.
The closer the footsteps got, the faster Di Yun's heart beat.
He could only hear a bang, and the temple door was pushed open, followed by someone who cursed: "Damn it, this old thief has escaped to who knows where, and he does this again."
The heavy rain made me wet all over."
This voice was that of Baoxiang.
It was inappropriate for a monk to curse "Mama, kid", and calling himself "I" was even more ridiculous.
Although Di Yun didn't know much about worldly affairs, he had been listening to Ding Dian talk about his experiences in the world for the past few years.
He was no longer the ignorant country boy of the past.
He thought to himself: "Although this precious elephant is dressed as a monk, he eats meat."
He has no scruples in killing people and is probably a very ferocious thief.”
I heard more and more filthy words coming from Bao Xiang's mouth.
After scolding for a while, he sat down in front of the altar with a loud sound.
Following the rustling sound, I could hear that he took off all his wet clothes and went to the corner of the hall.
After wringing it out, he put it on the edge of the altar and lay down on the ground.
Soon he started snoring and fell asleep.
Di Yun thought to himself: "Isn't it a sin for this evil monk to take off his clothes and sleep in front of the statue?"
He also thought: "I took this opportunity to hit him with a big stone to prevent disaster from happening tomorrow."
But he was really He doesn't want to kill people casually, and he also knows that Baoxiang's martial arts is ten times better than his own.
If he can't kill him with one blow, as long as he has a little strength to fight back, his life will be difficult to save.
If he escaped quietly from the backyard at this time, Baoxiang would definitely not be aware of it.
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However, Ding Dian's body was under the altar and he was determined not to leave it.
As soon as he moved it, it immediately alerted the evil monk.
I could hear the constant sound of raindrops in the courtyard, and I was at a loss in my heart.
I just hoped that the rain would stop tomorrow morning and that the precious elephant would be gone.
But it sounds like the rain will never stop.
At dawn, if Baoxiang refuses to leave the temple in the rain, he will naturally look around the temple, hoping that he will see the body.
Even so, I still had some luck in my mind: "Maybe the rain will stop at dawn, and this evil monk is eager to chase me, so he hurried out of the temple."
Suddenly he remembered something: "When he came in, he yelled and cursed, saying that he didn't know where the old thief had escaped.
I'm not old, why do you call me an old thief?
Is he chasing another old man again?"
After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized: " Ah, yes, I have long hair and a long beard, and I haven't shaved it for several years.
To others, I look like an old man.
He called me an old thief, hey, he called me an old thief."
Thinking of this, he reached out.
He touched the tangled beard on his cheek.
Suddenly he heard a clapping sound and Baoxiang turned around.
In his sleep, he kicked under the altar and hit Ding Dian's body.
When he realized that the situation was different, he immediately woke up.
He only knew that there was an enemy hiding under the altar.
In the darkness, he didn't know how many people were ambushing him in the temple.
He grabbed a single sword next to him and slashed six times in front, back, left, and right to prevent the enemy from getting close. , shouted: "Whose mother is this, you thief bastard?"
He cursed several times, but no one agreed.
He held his breath and said nothing, but still no one heard.
Baoxiang slashed fifteen or six times in the dark, slashing in all directions.
This was exactly the "Eight Ways of Night Fighting".
He flew up with his foot and kicked the altar down with a bang.
He slashed it down with his sword and there was a soft clap.
Mixed with the sound of broken bones, Ding Dian's corpse had been struck.
Di Yun heard clearly that Baoxiang was slashing Ding Dian.
Although Ding Dian was dead and unconscious for a long time, in Di Yun's heart, he was still his most respected and beloved sworn brother.
This knife was like a blow to his body, and he immediately wanted to rush out and fight, but in the past five years The torture in prison has turned this simple and reckless boy into a young man who thinks twice about troubles.
As soon as I thought about it, I then thought: "If I rush out and fight with him, there will be no other result except losing my life.
Brother Ding and Miss Ling's wish to be buried together will not be fulfilled.
How can I live up to him?"
Baoxiang slashed Ding Dian's body with a knife, but there was no further movement, and no clues could be seen in the darkness.
The huozhe he was carrying had been soaked in the heavy rain, and he could not light it to see clearly.
He slowly backed up step by step, leaning his vest against the wall to prevent the enemy from sneaking up from behind, and then listened attentively.
At this time, there was a screen wall between the two of them, and apart from the patter of rain, there was no other sound.
Di Yun knew that as long as he breathed a little louder, he would die immediately.
He could only hold his breath very finely, inhale slowly, and exhale slowly, but his mind was racing with thoughts: "In more than an hour, the sky will It’s clear that this evil monk will do a lot of damage when he sees Brother Ding’s body, so what should we do?”
His mind was not very flexible, but trying to preserve Ding Dian's body from Bao Xiang was even more of a problem.
He thought hard, but he couldn't come up with any ideas even after racking his brains.
He was extremely anxious and felt sorry for himself: "Di Yun, Di Yun, you stupid guy, of course you can't come up with any ideas.
If Brother Ding doesn't die, he will die on his own."
There's a way."
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In panic, he reached out and grabbed his hair and pulled hard, pulling out six or seven strands.
Suddenly, a thought came to my mind: "This evil monk called me an old thief.
When he saw my beard, he just thought I was an old man.
If I shaved my beard clean, wouldn't he be able to recognize me?"
It’s just that there’s no razor around.
How can I shave off this beard?
I’m not afraid of death.
I’m just afraid of the pain.
I’ll just pluck it out one by one with my hands.”
I did it when I thought of it.
I touched the beards one by one and gently pulled them out one by one, lest I make any sound.
I thought to myself: "Even if the evil monk doesn't recognize me, it just doesn't come to kill me.
What do I have?"
The best way to protect Brother Ding is to take one step at a time.
I only need to save my life for the time being.
If I can get close to the evil monk, I can try to kill him if he is not prepared. " After pulling out more than half of my beard, I suddenly remembered: "Even if I don't have a beard, my long hair still reveals my true face.
This evil monk chased me on the bank of the Yangtze River, so he naturally changed my disheveled appearance."
You can see it clearly."
Without stopping, he reached out and pulled the hair on both sides, shook it gently, and pulled it out.
It's not painful to pull out the beard, but it's really painful to pull out all the hairs.
As he pulled it out, he just thought in his mind: "Don't talk about such trivial matters as pulling out beards and hair.
As long as it's for Brother Ding, even if I am asked to cut off my own limbs, I won't even frown."
Then he thought: "I am like this.
The method is so stupid, Brother Ding’s ghost will definitely laugh at me, but he can no longer teach me a clever method.”
Hearing that Baoxiang had fallen asleep again, he was afraid that the evil monk would hear his voice, so he pulled out some hair and beard, and then stepped back very slowly.
It took him half an hour to retreat to the courtyard, and then After a long time, I slowly walked out of the back door of the Tutu Temple.
The heavy rain hit his face bit by bit, and Fang Shi breathed a sigh of relief.
There was no need to worry about being heard by the elephant outside the temple.
It was much faster when plucking out beards and hair.
Finally, the long hair and beard were completely plucked out.
He buried the plucked hair and beard in the mud to prevent Bao Xiang from becoming suspicious after seeing it.
He touched his bald head and chin.
Not only was he no longer an "old thief", but he had become a "thief bald".
He was filled with grief and anger.
Next, I finally couldn't help but laugh, thinking: "After I pulled it out for a while, the top of my head and chin must be stained with blood.
I have to rinse it well to avoid showing traces."
Then he raised his head and let the rain wash away the dirt on his face.
Then I thought: "There is no flaw in my face.
If the evil monk recognizes these clothes, it will still be bad after all.
Well, I have no clothes to change into, so I will follow the example of the evil monk, stripping naked, but still What?"
So he took off his clothes and pants Once it was down, the black silkworm clothes could not be taken off, and it became a situation with only underwear but no pants.
Now I tore open the coat and tied it around my waist.
I was afraid that Baoxiang would know the origin of the black silkworm clothes and beat it in the mud.
He rolled over and his whole body was covered with mud.
At this time, Ding Dian came back to life, but he might not be able to recognize him for a while.
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Di Yun groped under a big tree, dug a hole in the mud with his fingers, and buried the small bundle in it.
He thought to himself: "If I can escape the vicious hands of the evil monk and protect Brother Ding's safety, I will definitely repay him in the future."
This man who bandaged my wounds and gave me silver jewelry is so kind and kind, but who is he?"
By this time, the sky was getting slightly brighter.
Di Yun quietly walked south, then turned west.
After walking a few miles, it was already bright.
Seeing that the heavy rain was not stopping, he expected that the treasure elephant would not leave the temple.
He wanted to find a weapon, but where could he find it in the wilderness?
After searching for it, he only found a sharp piece of stone and hid it in his waist.
He thought that if he could poke the evil monk's vitals, he might be able to kill him.
It would be best if this evil monk has left the temple and gone away, that would be a great blessing.
When I took a photo in a puddle and saw my weird appearance, I couldn't help but feel funny, but then I felt an unspeakable misery.
With Ding Dian in mind, he couldn't wait to find a more suitable weapon, so he walked east towards the Tutu Temple, thinking: "I have to go crazy and pretend to be a local rogue."
When he approached the Tutu Temple, let go throat, singing folk songs loudly: "Sister Duishan, listen to me singing, When you marry, don’t marry a rich man.
Prince Wang and Sun have a bad conscience I want to marry my leprosy-headed Asan and give me the spotlight.”
When he was in the countryside of Hunan, he was good at singing folk songs.
In the fields by the lake, in front of the stream and behind the mountains, he and Qi Fang had sung tens of thousands of folk songs.
According to rural customs in Hunan, folk songs are all improvised works that fit the situation.
They are spoken casually, with rough rhymes, and are not much different from daily speech.
As soon as he sang, he couldn't help feeling sore in his chest.
Ever since he and Qi Fang traveled hand in hand that year, this folk song had not come out of his throat for more than five years.
Now that the old tune was being sung again, the scene in front of him was extremely strange. .
The person listening to the song is no longer the pretty little junior sister, but a naked and vicious monk.
He slowly approached the Earth Temple, tightened his throat, and imitated a female voice and sang again: "What kind of fragrance does your leprosy-headed Asan have?
I want to marry my little girl who is as beautiful as flowers and jade I just want you to have no hair on your head and don’t need to comb it Covet you" Before the following line "Coveting for You" had finished singing, Baoxiang had already walked out of the Earth Temple.
He wrapped his coat around his waist and opened it to see who was coming.
He saw Di Yun singing a folk song.
His head was bald.
He said he was really a bald man, but the folk song was full of self-deprecation. , couldn't help but feel funny, and shouted: "Hey, bald man, come here" Di Yun sang: "Master, what do you want me to do?"
Give me gold and silver Asan with leprosy is lucky.
Master wants to treat me to a fat pig. " As he sang, he walked towards Baoxiang.
Although he tried his best to pretend to be calm, his heart couldn't help but beat violently and abnormally.
The face has also changed color.
But Baoxiang didn't notice it and said with a smile: "Asan with leprosy, go and find me something to eat.
Master will reward you a lot.
Do you have any fat pigs?"
Di Yun shook his head and sang: "There are no fat pigs in the barren mountains and wild mountains."
Baoxiang shouted: "Speak carefully and don't sing."
Di Yun stuck out his tongue, trying hard to put on a glib look, and said: "The leprosy-headed Ah San is used to singing folk songs, and his speech is not that smooth.
Master, here is Buba Village in front and Buba Store in back, within ten miles. , there are no people around.
Don’t say you want to eat fat pigs, it’s hard to find vegetables and rice.
Fifteen miles to the west, there is a large town with wine, meat, chickens and fish.
Master, you can eat whatever you want, so you might as well go."
He knew that he was unable to kill the treasure elephant, so he killed him with a knife.
As for Ding Dian's revenge, I only hope that he will believe his words and go west to find food, so that he can take Ding Dian's body and run away.
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But the heavy rain never stopped, falling on the two of them.
Baoxiang said: "Go and find me something to eat.
Wine and meat are the best.
Otherwise, you can just kill a chicken or a duck."
Di Yun only thought about Ding Dian and said "oh" in agreement.
When he walked into the hall, he saw that Ding Dian's body had been dragged out from under the altar.
His clothes were all torn, which showed that he had been carefully searched by Baoxiang. .
Di Yun couldn't hide the sorrow and hatred in his heart anymore, and said: "Is there a dead person here that you beat to death?"
His face changed drastically.
Baoxiang only thought that he was afraid of seeing dead people and said with a ferocious smile: "I didn't kill him.
Come and identify him.
Do you know who this person is?"
Di Yun was startled and felt guilty for a moment.
He also said that he had seen through his hiding place.
If he had not been determined to protect Ding Dian, he would have fled.
He forced himself to calm down and said, "This man has a very strange appearance.
He is not from this village."
Baoxiang smiled and said: "Of course he is not from your village."
Suddenly he said sharply: "Hey, go find something to eat.
If you don't obey, look at the Buddha and he will take your life."
Seeing that Ding Dian's body was still intact, Di Yun felt relieved and said, "Yes, yes."
He turned around and left the temple, thinking: "Let me avoid him.
As long as he doesn't come back for a long time, he will not be able to bear the hunger and will go looking for food.
He will not take Brother Ding away after all.
He has already searched Brother Ding's side.
If you can't find anything, you can give up."
Unexpectedly, it just works.
After two steps, Baoxiang shouted sharply: "Stop where are you going?"
Di Yun said: "I'll buy you something to eat."
Baoxiang said: "Well, very good, very good.
How long will it take for you to come back?"
Di Yun said: "Very soon, I'll be back in a while."
Baoxiang said, "Go ahead."
Di Yun turned back to look at Ding Dian's body and walked out of the temple.
Suddenly there was a slight sound of wind behind him, two slaps, and a slap on each cheek.
Fortunately, Baoxiang only thought that he was a country boy who didn't know any martial arts, so he didn't strike hard.
Fortunately, Baoxiang was very fast and hit the target immediately.
Otherwise, Di Yun's mind was not very sharp and he would be attacked by someone from behind.
He would naturally dodge and dodge, before he could even think of pretending not to know martial arts.
Di Yun was startled and said: "You, you" thought to himself: "Now that he has seen through it, he has no choice but to fight."
Baoxiang said: "How much money do you have on you?
Show me how much money you have."
Di Yun Baoxiang said angrily, "You're naked.
I'm sorry you're a poor man and don't have any money.
With your bad reputation, you can get credit and debt.
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Huh, go and buy it for me."
Didn’t you just want to escape from the food?”
When Di Yun heard what he said, he felt relieved: "It turns out that he only saw through the fact that I went to buy something, so that doesn't matter."
Baoxiang said again: "You bald man said that there is no one within ten miles, how can you go and buy something?"
After asking for food, you immediately replied.
Isn't it obvious that you lied to me?
Humph, tell me the truth, what are you thinking?"
Di Yun stammered: "I, I, I was scared when I saw the master, and wanted to run away home. " Baoxiang laughed loudly, patted his chest covered with black hair, and said, "What are you afraid of?"
Are you afraid that I will eat you?"
As soon as he mentioned the word "eat", his stomach growled and he felt even more hungry.
After dawn, he had already searched everywhere in the temple, but there was nothing edible.
He murmured a few words in succession: "Are you afraid that I will eat you?
Are you afraid that I will eat you?"
As he said this, a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he looked Di Yun up and down.
Di Yun felt hairy all over at this look, and he had already guessed what the evil monk was thinking.
Bao Xiang was really thinking: "Human flesh tastes good, but human heart and liver are even more delicious.
There is a pig right in front of you, why don't you kill it and eat it?"
Di Yun couldn't help complaining: "It doesn't matter if I was killed by him.
Look at the appearance of this evil monk, it seems that he wants to cook me and eat me.
This is a great injustice.
I will fight with you."
However, if he fights hard, he will definitely be killed.
After killing him, he will still eat him, so what difference does it make?
I saw Baoxiang's eyes blazing fiercely, grinning ferociously, and walking towards him.
Di Yun saw him approaching step by step, his ugly face looking more and more ferocious, and he also retreated step by step.
Baoxiang smiled and said: "Hey, you skinny guy, it must taste bad.
This dead body is fatter than you, but it's a pity that the dead body is poisonous and cannot be eaten.
There is no way, there are no fat pigs, so the thin pigs have to make do with it.
Deal with it."
He reached out and grabbed Di Yun's left arm.
Di Yun struggled hard, but his struggle made him feel anxious and fearful, which is really indescribable.
After years of torture, I no longer fear death, but the thought of being eaten alive by this evil monk makes me shudder.
Seeing that Di Yun couldn't escape, Baoxiang thought it would be better to ask him to boil the soup first, and then start slaughtering him.
It's a pity that this man didn't know how to slaughter himself, and then burned himself into a big bowl of braised human meat.
He held his hands respectfully General Duan Come, he said: "I'll kill you to eat.
There are two ways.
One is to cut your leg muscles raw and roast them as you go, then you will suffer in bits and pieces.
The second way is to kill you with one knife.
Make meat soup and eat it.
Which way do you think is better?"
Di Yun gritted his teeth and said, "You want to kill me, you, you, you evil monk".
He wanted to curse loudly, but he was afraid that in his anger, he would suffer even more misery. live.
Baoxiang smiled and said: "Yes, it's good that you know.
The more obedient you are, the happier you will be when you die.
If you struggle stubbornly, you will suffer a lot.
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Hey, leprosy-headed Asan, I say, go to the kitchen and get that iron wok and fill it with water. " Di Yun knew that he was going to use it to cook himself, but he still couldn't help but ask: "What?"
Baoxiang said with a smile: "There is no need to ask more about this.
Go quickly."
Di Yun said: "We need to boil water.
It has been boiled in the kitchen.
It is inconvenient to take out the iron wok."
Baoxiang said: "The kitchen is full of dust. , spider webs, Lafayette started sneezing as soon as he entered.
Look at you, you little scoundrel will definitely run away."
Di Yun said, "I won't run away."
Baoxiang said angrily, "Whatever I say, you dare to disobey me."
He waved his palm. , hit him hard on the right face, and kicked him into a somersault.
Di Yun rolled on the ground and suddenly remembered: "He asked me to boil water.
It was an opportunity.
I waited for a large pot of water to boil, picked it up and poured it on him.
He was naked, wouldn't he be scalded to death immediately?"
He thought in his heart With this idea, I was no longer afraid, so I went to the kitchen and took out a broken wok.
Seeing that the upper half of the iron wok was broken, it could only hold half of the wok with water.
I was afraid that the scalding water in half the wok might not be able to scald the evil monk to death, but I thought that even if he survived, it would be good to scald him half to death.
He carried the iron wok to the courtyard in front of the temple, caught the rainwater from the eaves, washed it first, and then loaded it with rainwater until the water level broke through and could no longer be filled.
Baoxiang praised: "Excellent, excellent, Leprous-headed Asan, I really can't bear to eat you.
You are a clean and tidy person, and you are good at making human flesh soup."
Di Yun smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you, Master, for the compliment."
He picked up seven or eight bricks and placed them under the iron wok.
There were many broken tables and broken chairs in the ruined temple.
Di Yun was eager to fight Bao Xiang to the death, so he quickly picked up the old wood and piled it under the iron wok.
But finding fire is difficult.
Di Yun opened his hands with a helpless expression.
Baoxiang said: "Why is there no fire?
I remember that he had it on his body."
He pointed to Ding Dian's body.
When Di Yun saw Ding Dian's thigh being chopped to pieces by Bao Xiang, he felt a surge of grief and anger in his chest.
He turned around and glared at Bao Xiang, wishing he could pounce on him and bite him a few times.
Baoxiang, however, was like an old cat catching a mouse, playing with it for a while before eating it.
He didn't pay attention to Di Yun's anger at all, and said with a smile: "Look for it.
If you can't make a fire, the great monk It’s okay to eat raw meat.”
Di Yun leaned down and touched in Ding Dian's pocket.
Sure enough, he touched two small hard objects, which were a fire knife and a flint.
He thought: "When the two of us were in prison together, Brother Ding was beside him."
But without these two things, where would he get them?"
Turning over the fire knife, he saw a sign in Yang characters cast on the knife: "Jingzhou Lao He Xing Ji".
Di Yun and Ding Dian once went to an iron shop to cut off the shackles on their bodies.
They thought this was the name of the iron shop.
Di Yun held the pair of swords and stones and thought to himself: "Brother Ding was very considerate and picked up this fire knife and flint in the iron shop.
His original intention was to use it to travel with me in the world.
Unexpectedly, he died in the underworld without using it one time."
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"Looking at the fire knife and flint in a daze, I couldn't help but burst into tears.
Baoxiang only said that after he found the fire, he knew that his life would not last long, so he cried and laughed and said: "The great monk has a precious body.
How many times in your past lives have you cultivated, and you can use the great monk's intestines and stomach as a coffin?
The monk's belly is used as a tomb.
His fortune is profound and his luck is really not bad.
Please light a fire quickly."
Di Yun didn't say anything more.
He found an extremely old yellow paper sign in the temple, placed it next to the fire knife and flint, and lit a fire.
The flames burned into the yellow paper sign, and the handwriting that was originally covered by dust was revealed.
I saw the words "Xia Xia", "Unable to seek an official", "Marriage difficult to reconcile", "Travel unfavorable", "Illness difficult" printed on the sign.
"Heal" and other words, in a moment, the tongue of fire burned half of the paper sign.
Di Yun thought to himself: "My life is unlucky.
I don't need to ask for a sign to know it."
He immediately put the paper sign on fire and lit the wood chips.
The dead wood at the bottom of the wok gradually burned.
The clear water in the iron wok slowly produced crab-eye foam.
He knew that half of the water in the wok would boil before even one stick of incense was used.
He was nervous, looking at the water and Baoxiang's exposed belly, thinking that his life and death depended on this, and his hands could not help but tremble.
Finally the white steam began to steam, and the water bubbled in the broken wok.
Di Yun stood up straight, picked up the iron wok, raised his hands, and started pouring water on the treasure elephant's head.
Unexpectedly, Baoxiang was already alarmed as soon as he moved.
He stretched out his fingers and grabbed his wrist first, shouting: "What are you doing?"
Di Yun couldn't lie and tried to pour the boiling soup on Baoxiang. , but the wrist was caught, as if it were trapped in a pair of iron hoops, and it could not move at all.
If Baoxiang wanted to pour the boiling soup on Di Yun's head, he only had to flick his arm.
It was an easy task.
However, it was a pity that half of the hot soup was poured over Di Yun's head, and the mangy man Asan was soaked to death, so he made another soup by himself. , it would be troublesome.
He exerted a slight force on his arms, pressed down flatly, put the iron wok back to its original place, and shouted: "Let go of your hands."
How could Di Yun let go of the iron wok?
His hands were full of luck again.
Baoxiang kicked out his right foot, and with a bang, he fell straight out, his head behind him and his feet in front, and he crashed into the altar.
Baoxiang thought to himself: "This scoundrel is quite strong."
Without thinking about it, he shouted: "I'm going to kill you.
Just take off your clothes and save me the trouble."
Di Yun took out the sharp stone hidden in his waist and wanted to rush out to fight with the evil monk.
Suddenly he saw two mice at the foot of the altar with their stomachs pointing to the sky.
Their bodies were twitching, and they were about to die.
Seeing a glimmer of light in the darkness, he shouted: "I caught two mice.
Let them eat for you first to satisfy your hunger.
Are you okay?"
The taste of rat is very fresh, more fragrant than dog meat."
Baoxiang said, "What is a rat, dead or alive?"
Di Yun was afraid that he would not eat the dead rat, so he hurriedly said, "Of course it is alive, and it is still there."
They are still moving, but they were pinched half to death."
He grabbed the two mice and stretched out his hands from under the altar to show him.
Baoxiang had eaten rats before and knew that the taste of rat meat was similar to that of lean pork.
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Seeing that the two rats were not fat at all, he thought it was because there was not much food in the ruined temple, so he hesitated for a while.
Di Yun said: "Master, I'll skin a mouse for you, make a big bowl of soup for you, and make it for you quickly and beautifully."
Bao Xiang was a lazy man, and he was asked to kill people, wash them, skin them, cut them and cook them.
He felt upset just thinking about it.
When Di Yun told him to cook rat soup for him, he liked him and said, "Two rats are not enough.
You go and catch a few more.”
Di Yun thought to himself: "I have lost my kung fu now and my hands and feet are not good enough.
How can I catch the mouse?"
But finally a glimmer of hope appeared and he must not let it go.
He hurriedly said: "Master, I will cook these two for you first."
Make a snack with the big mouse, catch it immediately.”
Baoxiang nodded and said: "That's fine.
If I can eat enough and spare your life, what's the problem?"
Di Yun got out from under the altar and said, "I'll lend you your knife and cut off the mouse's head."
Baoxiang didn't think that this little bald guy from the country was a problem.
He pointed at Dan Shan and said, "You can use it."
Then he added, "If you have the guts, just try to chop me with a few swords."
Di Yun did have the intention of grabbing a single sword and turning around to chop it, but he didn't dare to act rashly after being stabbed by him first.
He chopped off the rat's head with two swords, disembowelled it, peeled off the skin, and used the intestines, stomach, heart and lungs of the rat together.
Rinse it with rainwater and put it in a wok.
Baoxiang nodded repeatedly and said: "Very good, very good.
You bald man is very good at making mouse soup.
Go and catch a few more."
Di Yun said, "Okay, I'll catch them."
Turning to the back hall Go.
Bao Xiang said: "If you want to escape, I will cut off your flesh piece by piece and eat it alive."
Di Yun said: "If you can't catch mice, you can catch frogs.
There are fish and shrimps in the river, and you can do anything."
Eat.
I serve you, Master, and eat well.
It's full and comfortable.
Why do you have to eat my leprosy-headed Ah San, who has sores and leprosy?
If you eat it, you will have diarrhea and fever."
Bao Xiang said, "Huh, don't make me impatient. , you can’t go out of the temple, do you know?”
Di Yun agreed loudly, crawled on the ground, pretended to be a mouse hunter, slowly climbed to the back hall, and stood up straight.
He looked around, trying to find a hiding place to hide.
He looked out from the back door and saw a small pond on the left.
Regardless of what was going on, he ran quickly and slipped into the pond gently, leaving only his mouth and nose exposed.
The water surface is breathable, so I grab some duckweed and weeds and pile them on my nose.
He was born on the waterside since he was a child, and his water quality is very good.
Unfortunately, this place is too far away from the river.
Otherwise, if he jumped into the river and went downstream, Baoxiang would not be able to catch up.
After a while, I heard Debao Xiang shouting: "Good soup, mouse soup is good.
It's a pity that there are too few mice.
Little bald Asan, have you caught any mice?"
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He shouted a few times, and then cursed loudly.
Di Yun put his right ear out of the water to listen to his movements.
But after hearing that he was full of filthy words and scolding him vulgarly, he kicked and walked through the mud to find his way out.
It took only a few steps to reach the pond.
Di Yun dared to show his face, pinched his nose, and immersed himself under the water.
Fortunately, the pond was full of green algae.
Once he sank to the bottom of the pond, he could no longer be seen from above.
But there was no breathable water under the water, so he endured it until he couldn't bear it any longer.
Finally, he slowly reached up and tried to take a gentle breath.
He had just taken half a breath when there was a sudden sound, and a big hand came down and grabbed the back of his neck.
Baoxiang cursed: "If I don't cut your little bald guy into seventeen or eighty pieces, I'm not a human being.
How dare you run away?"
Di Yun hugged his arm with his backhand and pulled him into the pond with all his strength.
Baoxiang didn't expect that he would dare to resist.
The pond was muddy.
His feet slipped and he fell into the pond with a plop.
Di Yun was overjoyed and pushed his back into the water.
However, the water in the pond was shallow and Baoxiangren was tall, so the water could not reach the top.
As soon as he stepped to the bottom of the pond, he grabbed Di Yun's wrist with his backhand and pushed his head into the water with his left hand.
Di Yun had risked his life a long time ago.
He was at the bottom of the water and hugged Baoxiang's body tightly, refusing to let go.
Baoxiang was at his wits' end and cursed loudly.
He accidentally swallowed a few mouthfuls of sewage and became even more angry.
He raised his fist and punched Di Yun on the back.
Di Yun felt that the evil monk was punching him.
Although the force of the punch was lessened due to the resistance of the pond water, the pain was unbearable.
If he received a few more punches, he would definitely faint.
He had no power to fight back and could only hit Baoxiang's chest with his head.
They were so entangled that suddenly, Baoxiang shouted: "Ah yo" The hand holding Di Yun slowly relaxed, and the fist raised in the air did not fall down.
Instead, it slowly dropped down, straightened up a few times, and sank to the bottom of the pond.
Di Yun was surprised and hurriedly struggled, only to see Baoxiang motionless, apparently dead.
He was so frightened that he didn't dare to touch him, so he stood on the side of the pond and watched from a distance.
He saw Bao Xiang lying upright at the bottom of the pond, motionless.
After a long time, it seemed that he was really dead.
Di Yun did not dare to rest assured, so he picked up a stone and threw it at him, but he still didn't move.
Only then did I realize I wasn’t pretending to be dead.
Di Yun climbed up to the shore and couldn't figure out how the evil monk died suddenly.
A thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "Is it possible that my Divine Photo Technique is so powerful, but I didn't know how many times I hit him in the chest before sending him to death?"
took his life "Trying your luck, I only feel that the inner breath in the "Foot Shaoyang Gallbladder Meridian" travels to the "Wuli Point" on the thigh, but does not go up anyway, while the inner breath in the "Hand Shaoyang Triple Burner Meridian" travels to the "Wuli Point" on the thigh.
When it reaches the upper arm, "Qing Leng Yuan" will encounter obstacles.
Compared with when I was in prison, I only saw a step back.
I think it was because I had been uneasy these past few days and put aside my efforts.
Obviously, in order to practice Shenzhao Gong, the time and heat are still far away.
He stood beside the pond in a daze, still unable to believe that the scene in front of him was real, but he saw raindrops falling on the surface of the pond, causing ripples one by one.
Baoxiang's body lay at the bottom of the pond, lifeless.
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After staying for a while, I returned to the hall and saw that the firewood under the iron wok had been extinguished.
Next to the iron wok, two more mice were dead on the ground, with their bellies in the sky and their ears and hind feet trembling slightly.
Di Yun thought to himself: "Well, it turns out that Baoxiang caught two mice himself.
He couldn't enjoy them, so he killed them for me."
Seeing that there was still a bowl of Xu soup in the wok, it was the leftovers from Baoxiang's drink.
He was hungry, so he picked up the iron wok and opened his mouth to drink the rat soup.
Suddenly, I smelled a strange fragrance in my nose.
He was stunned for a moment, holding the iron wok in both hands, shrinking his mouth and not drinking, thinking, "What kind of aroma is this?
I have smelled it.
It is definitely not a good thing."
After smelling the strange fragrance in the mouse soup again, he suddenly felt After realizing this, he shouted: "Good luck".
He raised his hands and threw the iron wok into the courtyard.
He turned around and said with tears to Ding Dian's body: "Brother Ding, even after you died, you saved the world."
Killed my brother."
In a critical moment, he understood the cause of Baoxiang's death.
Ding Dian was poisoned by the "Jinbo Xunhua", and his flesh and blood were filled with strange poison.
The Baoxiang knife slashed Ding Dian's body, and rats ate the flesh and blood from the wounds.
The rat was poisoned and died after eating it.
Baoxiang cooked the rat for soup and ate it, and the rat was also poisoned after looking at it.
The two got into a fight in the pond, and Baoxiang suddenly died of poison.
The two dead rats next to the iron wok in front of me also died after drinking the poisonous soup in the wok.
Di Yun thought to himself: "If the Jinbo Xunhua didn't have such a strange fragrance, and if I had slowed down my thoughts for a moment, the poisonous soup would have been consumed by me."
Then he thought: "The first time I smelled the fragrance of Jinbo Xunhua was in Miss Ling's funeral hall.
Magistrate Ling applied it on his daughter's coffin.
Brother Ding had smelled it before and was poisoned. , How could I not know it was true the second time?
When Brother Ding saw Miss Ling's coffin, he was so confused that he didn't know anything. " He had given up on himself several times and didn't want to live in this world anymore.
But now that he had narrowly escaped death, he was extremely happy.
The sky is still filled with dark clouds and heavy rain, but I feel a light in my heart.
I feel that as long as I have one life left, I will have endless joy and infinite scenery.
He calmed down, first placed Ding Dian's body upright in the corner of the palace, then went out to pull Bao Xiang's body out of the pond, dug a hole and buried it.
When I returned to the temple, I saw Baoxiang's clothes draped on the altar.
On the altar was a small oilcloth bag and about ten taels of silver.
His curiosity aroused, he took the small oilcloth bag, opened it, and saw that it was wrapped with a layer of oil paper.
When he opened the oil paper again, he saw that it was a small yellow paper book, with a few lines of unusual words written on the cover.
The words and pictures don’t look like the pictures, and I don’t know what they are.
When I turned it over, I saw a picture of a lean and naked man on the first page, pointing one finger to the sky and the other to the ground.
His face was extremely strange.
The side was filled with colorful strange characters, shaped like tadpoles, either red or green. .
Di Yun looked at the man in the picture, and saw that he had a hooked nose, deep eyes, and curly hair with high cheekbones.
He did not look like a Chinese character.
His appearance was very weird, and there seemed to be an attraction in the weirdness that made people unable to help themselves.
His heart was shaking and he was distracted.
He looked at it for a while and then didn't dare to look again.
Turning to the second page, I saw that the naked man was still painted on it, but in a different posture.
The golden rooster on his left foot was independent, his right foot was stretched out horizontally, his hands were behind his back, his left hand held his right ear, and his right hand held his left ear.
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As he turned all the way down, he saw that the posture of the naked human figure became more and more strange, with endless changes.
Sometimes he put his hands on the ground, sometimes he leaped in the air, and sometimes he stood upside down on his head, with six legs growing out of thin air on his lower body.
In the second half of the book, the man held a scimitar in his hand.
He turned back to the first page and took a closer look at the face of the man in the picture.
He saw that the tip of his tongue was slightly protruding from the left corner of his mouth.
At the same time, his right eye was widened and his left eye was slightly narrowed.
There was a strange expression on his face, which was why he was born.
When he became curious, he imitated this person's appearance, with his tongue slightly sticking out, his right eye open and his left eye closed.
As soon as he did this posture, he felt very comfortable on his face.
When he looked into the figure again, he could faintly see There were several very light gray thin lines on the man's body, depicting meridians.
Di Yun thought to himself: "Yes, it turns out that this man's body is not painted on clothes in order to show his meridians."
When Ding Dian taught him Shenzhao Gong in prison, he explained the directions of the meridians of the human body in great detail.
This is the basic key to practicing this most superior internal skill.
He had already memorized it, and when he looked at the meridians on the person in the picture, he couldn't help but adjust his inner energy, and a tiny stream of true energy in his body began to move along those meridians.
He thought: "The direction of the meridians running is exactly opposite to what Brother Ding taught me.
I'm afraid it's wrong."
But then he changed his mind: "I'll give it a try, what's the harm?"
He immediately activated his inner breath and followed the diagram. , within a moment, my whole body felt soft and indescribably light and comfortable.
When he was practicing Shenzhao Gong, he concentrated on concentrating his energy while walking.
The inner breath had to move up an inch or two, which was extremely difficult.
However, it moved according to the direction in the picture, and it flowed like a river in an instant without any effort at all. , the inner breath moves naturally, he was surprised and happy: "Why do I have such meridians in my body?"
Could it be that even Brother Ding doesn't know about it?"
Then he thought again: "This booklet belongs to the evil monk, and the words and figures in the book are all evil, so it must not be something serious, so I'd better not mess with it. " But at this time, the inner energy in his body was running smoothly, and he didn't want to stop there.
He just thought: "Okay, I'll just play this once, and I won't play again next time."
Gradually, he felt relaxed and happy, and the blood in his body warmed up.
After a while, his body was light and airy, as if he had drunk strong wine.
He couldn't help but dance and make low-pitched calls from his mouth.
His mind fainted and he fell to the ground, knowing nothing.
After a long, long time, my consciousness gradually returned, and I slowly opened my eyes, only to feel the sunlight shining brightly.
It turned out that the heavy rain had stopped long ago, and the sun was shining into the temple.
Di Yun jumped up, feeling energetic and full of strength.
He thought to himself: "Could it be that the kung fu in this book is so beneficial?
No, I'll just practice it carefully according to the kung fu taught by Brother Ding."
Yes, once this kind of evil heretic gets involved, there may be endless troubles.”
Picking up the book, I wanted to reach out and tear it into pieces, but after thinking about it, I felt that it was full of secrets and I was reluctant to destroy it.
He straightened his clothes, but saw that they were extremely tattered and it was difficult to cover his body.
He saw that Baoxiang's monk's robe and trousers were lying on the altar, but they were in good condition, so he took them and put them on.
Although I felt very uncomfortable wearing the evil monk's robe, it was still better than having seventeen or eight holes in my pants that couldn't even cover my buttocks.
He carried the booklet and more than ten taels of broken silver in his arms, dug out the bag of jewelry and silver taels from the mud pit under the big tree, put them away, picked up Ding Dian's body, and walked out of the temple.
After walking more than a hundred feet, a farmer came face to face.
When he saw a dead body in his hands, he couldn't help but be shocked.
He lost his footing and fell into the field.
He struggled with mud all over his body and ran away quickly with one foot high and one foot low.
Di Yun knew that walking like this would definitely cause trouble, but he couldn't think of any good solution for the moment.
Fortunately, this area is quite deserted, and I no longer encounter any pedestrians as I walk along.
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He held Ding Dian across his arms and thought in his mind: "Brother Ding, Brother Ding, I can't bear to break up with you, I can't bear to break up with you."
Suddenly he heard the sound of folk songs, and seven or eight farmers came with hoes in the distance.
Di Yun hurriedly took a step and hid in the long grass beside the mountain.
When the farmers passed by, he thought: "If we don't burn Brother Ding's body, we will not be able to fulfill his wish to be buried with Miss Ling."
He went to the mountain col to pick up some dead branches and wood, gritted his teeth, lit a fire, and burned it next to Ding Dian's body.
The tongues of fire engulfed Ding Dian's hair and clothes.
Di Yun only felt that the flames were surrounding his muscles, throwing themselves on the ground, biting the grass and soil.
His tears flowed into the grass and soil, and then flowed into his mouth.
Di Yun carefully picked up Ding Dian's ashes, carefully wrapped them in oil paper, and then wrapped them in oil cloth.
This oil paper and oil cloth was originally used by Baoxiang to hide the yellow paper booklet.
The outside of the package was tightly tied with cloth strips, and then it was tied to the waist close to the flesh.
Then he dug a hole with his hands, put the remaining ashes into the hole, covered it with soil, and prayed several times.
Standing up, he was confused: "Where am I going?"
The only relative in the world is Master, so he naturally thought: "I will go back to Yuanling to find Master."
Master stabbed Wan Zhenshan and fled, unexpectedly He will not return to his hometown in Yuanling, he will definitely fly away incognito.
But at this time, apart from going back to Yuanling to have a look, I really can't think of anywhere else to go.
Then we turned onto the main road and asked the villagers.
It turned out that this place was called Chengjiaji, which is north of Jianli County, Hubei Province.
To get to Hunan, you must first cross the Yangtze River.
Di Yun arrived at the market, took out some broken silver and bought some noodles to eat.
He came to the ferry and took a boat across the river.
He recalled how panicked he was when he escaped from the pursuit of Bao Xiang yesterday when he crossed the river.
Today, he crossed the Yangtze River leisurely and could not be separated.
One day, the scene was completely different.
The ferry docked at the south bank, and when Di Yun came ashore, he heard loud noises and crowds of people.
Many people got into a quarrel, and following the banging sound, many people started fighting.
Di Yun became curious and walked closer to take a look at the excitement.
In the crowd, seven or eight big men were surrounding an old man and beating him.
The old man was dressed in green clothes and a hat, and was dressed like a family member.
Those seven or eight men were barefoot and wearing short clothes, with short fish baskets beside them.
They were obviously fishmongers.
Di Yun thought that this was an ordinary fight, nothing special to watch, and he was about to retreat when he saw the old man kicking a strong fishmonger into a somersault.
It turned out that he actually had martial arts.
Now, Di Yun wanted to see what happened.
I saw that the old man was outnumbered and defeated three more fishmongers in a moment.
Although there were many fishmongers watching, no one dared to come forward.
Suddenly I heard the fishmongers cheering and shouting: "Here comes the boss, here comes the boss" and saw two fishmongers running towards the river, followed by three people.
Those three people walked very steadily, and Di Yun knew at a glance that they were people with martial arts skills.
The three people came closer.
The leader was a man in his forties, with a sallow face and a mustache.
He glanced at the fishmongers who were groaning on the ground and said, "Who are you?
, relying on whose momentum, they came to our Huarong County to bully others."
He said these words to the old family member, but he didn't even look at him.
It turns out that after crossing the river, this is the boundary of Huarong County, Hunan.
The old man said: "I just use my money to buy fish.
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I'm not bullying others."
The boss asked the fishmonger next to him: "Why are you fighting?"
The fishmonger said: "This old guy insists on buying these pair of golden carp.
We say that golden carp are rare, and the boss himself kept them to mix the medicine. .
This old guy is so arrogant, but he said he had to buy it, but he took it away. " The man turned around, looked at the old man for a few times, and said, "Your friend, has he been hit by the blue sand palm?"
When the old man heard this, his face changed and he said, "I don't know what red is."
Sand palm, blue sand palm.
My master just wanted to eat carp with wine, so he asked me to take the money to buy fish.
There is no rule in the world about what fish can be sold and what fish cannot be sold."
The fishmonger leader sneered: "What lies are you telling me in front of the real person?
Your honorable name, can you tell me?
If you are a good friend, not to mention these two big golden carps, I can also give you a grain of blue sand that is specially used to treat it."
The jade muscle pill of boxing.”
The old man's face was even more startled and uncertain.
After a long while, he said: "Who are you?
How do you know about Blue Sand Boxing and how do you have Yuji Pills?"
The fishmonger leader said: "Yes, I am going to talk to the Lansha Fist."
The master of Sand Palm indeed has three origins.”
The old man didn't even talk.
He stretched out his hand to grab a fish basket, and he moved very quickly.
The head fishmonger sneered: "It's so easy."
He slapped him on the vest.
The old man returned his palm and took advantage of the situation.
His body was floating several feet away, holding the fish basket and running quickly.
The fishmonger leader didn't expect that he had this skill.
Seeing that he couldn't catch up, he raised his hand and a hidden weapon shot towards his vest with a sound of breaking through the air.
The old man was so happy when he caught the carp that he ran quickly with great energy.
He didn't expect a hidden weapon to shoot at him.
The fishmonger leader fired a corrugated steel dart.
He had strong hands and was very quick to castrate.
Di Yun couldn't bear it when he saw that the old man didn't know how to dodge.
He picked up a fish basket from the ground and threw it diagonally towards the steel dart from the side.
He had lost his martial arts skills and didn't have much strength in his hands.
He just stood in the right position and heard a sound as the steel dart was inserted into the fish basket.
The fish basket flew forward for a few more feet before landing.
Hearing the noise behind him, the old man turned around and saw the fishmonger pointing at Di Yun and scolding: "You little thief bald, what kind of wild monk are you from the temple, but you come to care about the Yangtze River Iron Network Gang?"
"Nosy" Di Yun was startled: "Why did he call me a bald little thief?"
Seeing the fishmonger leader's fierce voice, he also mentioned the "Yangtze River Iron Network Gang".
I remember that Brother Ding often said to himself that the various gangs in Jianghu have the most taboos. , if you accidentally get into trouble, you will often suffer endless consequences.
He didn't want to cause trouble for no reason, so he handed over his hand and said: "It's my fault, please forgive me."
The fishmonger leader said angrily: "Who are you?
Who can call you brother?"
Then he waved his left hand and said to his fishmonger: "Capture these two people."
At this moment, there was only a sound of jingle-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-dinging, as two horses galloped along the river from west to east.
The old man looked happy and said, "My master is here in person.
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You can tell them."
The fishmonger's expression changed, and he said: "It's the Two Heroes of Bell and Sword."
But then his expression turned arrogant, and he said: "It's the Two Heroes of Bell and Sword, so how come it's not their turn to come to the Yangtze River to show off their power?"
Before he could finish speaking, two horses were already galloping in front of him.
Di Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw two horses, one yellow and one white.
Both were tall horses with bright saddles and bridles.
Sitting on the yellow horse is a young man in his mid-twenties, wearing a yellow shirt and tall and thin.
Riding on the white horse is a young girl, about twenty years old, with a fluttering white shirt and a large red silk flower hanging on her left shoulder.
Her face is slightly dark, but her appearance is extremely pretty.
The two of them had long swords hanging from their waists, and both held a whip in their hands.
They were as tall as horses and had long bodies.
What was rare was that the yellow one was all yellow, and the white one was all white, and there was not a single hair on their bodies.
The yellow horse has a string of golden bells hanging around its neck, while the white horse's bells are made of silver.
When the horse's head swings slightly, the golden bells make a tinkling sound, while the silver bells have different sounds, jingling, jingling, jingling. , more crisp and pleasant.
What a handsome man and horse.
Di Yun had never seen such a neat and beautiful figure in his life.
He couldn't help but secretly cheered in his heart: "So beautiful."
The young man said to the old man: "Shui Fu, what are you doing here after finding the carp?"
The old man said: "Master Wang, I found a pair of golden carps, but they refused to sell them and even started beating people."
The young man glanced at the steel dart on the underground fish basket and said, "Hey, who made such a vicious hidden weapon?"
He stretched out his riding whip, and the whip wire had already wrapped around the blue silk on the tail of the steel dart.
He lifted it back and pointed it at the girl.
Said: "Sister Sheng, look, it's a scorpion-tailed dart that has its throat sealed with blood."
The girl said in a very clear voice: "Who used this dart?"
The fishmonger leader sneered slightly, holding the handle of the single sword at his waist with his right hand, and said, "The two swordsmen and bells have gained a lot of fame in the past few years, and the Yangtze River Iron Network Gang is not unaware of it.
But if you want to bully us, I'm afraid it won't be that easy. " His tone was hard but soft, obviously not wanting to have a dispute with the two heroes of bell and sword.
The girl said: "This bell scorpion tail dart corrodes the heart and bones.
It is too vicious.
My father has long said that no one is allowed to use it again.
Don't you know?
Fortunately, you are not using it to beat people or practice kung fu in fishing baskets.
Not really."
Shui Fu said: "Miss, no.
This man shot me with this poisonous dart.
The little master Domeng threw the fish basket diagonally towards me and blocked the poisonous dart.
Otherwise, I would have been dead."
"He said while pointing at Di Yun.
Di Yun secretly wondered: "How come one calls me little master and the other calls me little thief and bald?
When did I start to become a monk?"
The girl nodded to Di Yun, smiled slightly, and expressed her gratitude.
When Di Yun saw her face blooming like a flower when she smiled, she was even more charming and charming.
He couldn't help but feel his face heat up and he felt very shy.
After hearing Shui Fu's words, the young man's face suddenly seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
He said to the fishmonger leader: "I really didn't wait for the other party's answer when I said this.
He whipped his horse whip and the steel dart wrapped around it flew away quickly.
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When he came out, the wind howled, and with a slap, he was nailed to a willow tree ten feet away.
The strength of his hand was really amazing.
The fishmonger leader kept speaking harshly and said, "Why are you trying to show off your prestige?"
The young man shouted, "You just want to show off your prestige."
He raised his riding whip and struck him down, but the fishmonger leader raised his knife and stopped.
Unexpectedly, the young man's riding whip suddenly slanted downwards, rolled up on the ground, and his moves changed, attacking the opponent's bottom plate directly.
The fishmonger leader jumped up to avoid him.
The riding crop seemed to be alive.
It bounced up quickly and wrapped around his right foot.
The young man tapped his toes lightly on the horse's belly, and the yellow horse immediately rushed forward.
The leader of the fishmonger was very good at attacking, so even if the young master wrapped his whip around him, he wouldn't be able to pull him down.
But the young master first made him jump in the air, causing him to lose all his foundation, and then he whipped and bound his feet.
The yellow horse's charge was powerful.
No matter how strong the fishmonger was, he couldn't bear it.
He was pulled by the yellow horse and flew into the air.
The fishmongers shouted loudly, and seven or eight people chased him, hoping to rescue him.
The yellow horse jumped several feet and stretched the whip like a bowstring.
The young master gathered his strength and used his strength to swing his arms, and the fishmonger leader flew out like a cloud and mist.
He had no martial arts skills, but he couldn't use them at all.
He couldn't help but shoot into the river freely.
Everyone on the shore shouted in surprise.
There was only a splash, water splashed up, and the fishmonger fell into the river.
He sank to the bottom of the water without a trace in an instant.
The girl clapped her hands and laughed, then rushed into the group of fishmongers with her whip, lashing in the east and west, sending the fishmongers stumbling and running away.
Fish baskets and nets were scattered all over the floor, and fresh fish and shrimps were crawling and jumping around on the ground.
The fishmonger had spent his whole life making a living by the river, so he was very familiar with the water.
When he poked his head out of the river, he was already dozens of feet downstream.
He was cursing obscenely, but he didn't dare to go ashore to fight again.
Shui Fu picked up the fish basket containing the golden carp, opened the lid, and said happily: "Master, please look at the red mouth and golden scales, which are rare and so fat."
The young man said: "You can send it back to the inn quickly.
Please Uncle Hua should save people."
Shui Fu said, "Yes. ."
He walked up to Di Yun, bowed and said, "Thank you, little master, for saving my life.
I don't know what the name of the little master is."
Di Yun heard him say "little master" on the left and "little master" on the right.
I was so frightened that I couldn't answer for a while.
The young man said: "Go quickly, go quickly.
There must be no delay.
Shui Fu said: "Yes." " Without waiting for Di Yun's answer, he hurried away.
When Di Yun saw that these two young men and women were handsome and capable in martial arts, he was secretly envious and wanted to marry them.
However, the other party did not dismount and wanted to ask for their names, which was inconvenient.
While hesitating, the young master took out an ingot of gold from his arms and said, "Master, thank you very much for saving our family's life.
For this ingot of gold, Master, please buy the sesame oil in front of the Bodhisattva's throne."
He tossed it lightly. , and threw the gold towards Di Yun.
Di Yun caught it with his left hand, threw it back at him, and said, "No, please give me your names."
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The young man saw that his technique of catching and throwing gold showed that he had martial arts skills.
Before the gold could fly in front of him, he swung his riding whip and caught the ingot of gold.
He said, "Since master is also a martial artist, he must know The nickname of the Two Heroes of Bell and Sword."
Di Yun saw him shaking his riding whip, causing the golden ingot to dance up and down, and his expression was quite frivolous, so he said: "Just now I heard the fishmonger leader call the two of them the bell and sword warriors, but I don't know that your honour, My surname is my name."
The young man was displeased and thought to himself: "Since you know that we are two heroes of bells and swords, how can you not know my name?"
He said "hmm" and did not answer.
At this moment, a gust of river wind blew over, ruffling the corners of the monk's robe that Di Yun was wearing.
The young girl let out a cry of surprise and said, "He is the Blood Sword Evil Monk from the Qing Sect of Tibet."
The young man's face was filled with anger and he said, "That's right.
Hmph, get out of here."
Di Yun was surprised and said: "I, I" took a step closer to the girl and said: "Girl, what are you talking about?"
The girl had a frightened and frightened look on her face and said: "You, you, don't come close to me.
Get out of here."
Di Yun was confused and asked, "What?"
Instead, he took a step closer to her.
The girl picked up the riding whip and slammed it down from mid-air with a swipe.
Di Yun never expected that she would hit her immediately.
He turned his head to avoid it, but he was too late.
There was a sound of brush, and the whip hit his face for real, from the left corner of his forehead, through the bridge of his nose, to the right corner of his forehead.
It should be good and not heavy.
Di Yun was shocked and angry, and said: "Why are you hitting me?"
Seeing the girl whipping again, he stretched out his hand to grab her riding whip.
Unexpectedly, the girl's whipping technique changed.
As soon as he stretched out his right hand, the riding whip was already wrapped around him.
His head and neck.
Then he felt a sharp pain in the back of his heart.
The young master had taken his leg out from the horse and kicked him.
Di Yun was unsteady and fell forward.
The young master urged his horse to come over and kicked him with its hooves.
Di Yun rolled out in his busy schedule.
In his confusion, he only heard the tinkling of silver bells, and a white horse's leg stepped down towards his chest.
Di Yun had no room to think.
He knew that as long as this kick was firm, he would be killed immediately.
He bent down and shrank, but when he heard a click, he didn't know what was broken.
Venus was flying in front of his eyes, and he didn't know anything. .
When he gradually regained his consciousness and woke up, an unknown amount of time passed.
In a daze, he held up his hands and tried to stand up.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his left waist, and he almost fainted again.
Then he spat out a large mouthful of blood with a loud sound.
He slowly turned his head and saw that the hem of his right leg was covered with blood.
One leg twisted forward.
He was very surprised: "How could this leg be like this?"
After a while, he finally understood: "That girl kicked my leg off with her horse."
His whole body was weak, and his legs and vest were in severe pain.
For a moment, he had the thought of giving up on himself: "I don't want to live anymore, so I just lie here like this and die quickly."
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He doesn't moan either, he just longs for a quick death.
But it is not easy to die.
Even if I want to faint for a while, I can't.
I just think: "Why don't you die?
Why don't you die?"
After a long, long time, I finally thought: "I have no enmity with him, and I have offended them in no way.
I was just saying it nicely, why did you suddenly do this to me?"
Thinking hard, my heart was at a loss, and I really had no clue.
I said to myself: "I am so stupid.
If Brother Ding is alive, even if he can't help me, he will definitely be able to explain to me the truth."
When I thought of Ding Dian, I immediately changed my mind: "I promised Brother Ding to bury him and Miss Ling together.
This wish has not been fulfilled, and I can't die no matter what."
He reached for his waist and touched it, and found that Ding Dian's ashes bag was not there.
After being kicked to pieces, I felt a little relieved.
I sat up with all my strength, my throat felt sweet, and blood welled up again.
He knew that if he vomited more blood, his body would become weaker.
He relied on his luck and wanted to control the blood pressure, but he felt that his mouth was salty.
When he opened his mouth, another pool of blood poured to the ground.
The most painful thing was the broken leg.
It was like hundreds of knives kept chopping at the leg.
Finally, I crawled and rolled under the willow shade, thinking: "I can't die, I have to live no matter what.
I want to You have to eat to survive."
Seeing that the fish and shrimps in the ground had stopped beating and had been dead for a long time, he grabbed a few shrimps and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing them randomly, thinking: "I must reattach the broken legs first, and then I can find a way to leave quickly. ” Looking around, he saw various things thrown by the fishmongers on the ground scattered one by one in the east and west, so he crawled over to get a short oar and a fishing net, and first slowly dismantled the fishing net.
He opened it, then straightened his broken leg, placed the oar next to his leg, and wrapped the hemp rope of the fishing net around it.
Wrap for a while, rest for a while, whenever the pain makes you faint, close your eyes and take a breath, wait until you have a little more strength, and then start again.
After finally tying up the broken leg, I thought to myself: "It will take at least two months to recuperate my leg.
But where can I recuperate?"
I glanced at a row of fishing boats on the riverside, and my mind moved. : "I will live in the boat and don't have to walk."
He was afraid that these fishmongers would come back and be in trouble.
Although he was exhausted, he did not dare to take a rest.
He crawled towards the river, climbed onto a fishing boat, and untied the boat. cable, pulled the short oar, and slowly rowed towards the center of the river.
When he lowered his head, he saw a corner of his monk's robe flipped over, revealing a bright red and bloody short knife on the lapel.
It was embroidered with red silk thread.
There were three points of blood dripping from the knife head, which was also embroidered with red thread.
The shape was vivid and very terrifying. .
He suddenly realized: "Ah, yes, this is the robe of the evil monk Baoxiang.
These two people only think that I am a group of evil monks."
As soon as he stretched out his hand, he touched his bare head.
Only then did he suddenly understand why the family member in his hometown kept calling him "little master", and the fishmonger leader of the Yangtze River Iron Network Gang called him "little thief bald".
It turned out that he had already disguised himself as a monk, but Unconsciously.
Then I thought: "As soon as I turned over my clothes, the girl said that I was some kind of evil blood-sword monk from the Tibetan Qing Sect.
This blood-sword looks so ugly, and the monks of this sect must be people who do all kinds of evil.
Just look at the treasure elephant, you can tell You know it.”
He was kicked off his leg for no reason, and he was very angry and angry at first.
Once he figured out the reason, he immediately lost his hostility towards the "Sword and Bell Heroes".
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On the other hand, he realized that these young heroes were jealous of each other and were really good people. , but these two people have great martial arts skills and elegant characters.
Even if I explain the misunderstanding clearly, I am not worthy of making friends with them.
After rowing the fishing boat slowly for more than ten miles, I saw a small town next to the shore.
Looking from a distance, it was very lively with people coming and going.
I thought to myself: "This monk's robe is a big disaster.
We have to change as soon as possible."
Then he rowed the boat close to the shore, leaned on the ground with a short oar, struggled to limp, and walked ashore.
Pedestrians in the market saw that the young monk was lame in one leg and covered in blood.
When they looked at him, their faces showed surprise.
Di Yun had suffered a lot from this kind of indifference and suspicion in the past few years, but he didn't take it seriously.
He walked slowly on the street and saw a second-hand clothing store, so he went in and bought a blue cloth robe and a set of shorts.
At this time, I had to change my clothes and be naked first, so I had to wear a green cloth robe outside the monk's robe.
I also bought a felt hat to cover my bald head, and then went to a small restaurant in the west to buy food to satisfy my hunger.
After sitting down on a bench in the restaurant, I was so tired that I almost fainted and vomited two large mouthfuls of blood.
The waiter brought the meal, which was a bowl of fish cooked with tofu and a bowl of bacon with black bean sauce.
Di Yun was perked up when he smelled the aroma of fish and rice.
He picked up his chopsticks and took two mouthfuls of rice.
He then picked up a piece of bacon and put it into his mouth.
He chewed it a few times when he suddenly heard the tinkling and tinkling in the northwest corner.
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell, the sound of luan bells rang.
The bacon in his mouth immediately stopped being swallowed, and he thought to himself: "The two heroes of bell and sword are here again.
Do you want to go out and explain the misunderstanding that I was innocently kicked by them and got so seriously injured?
If I don't explain it clearly, I won't do it."
"Unjustly Accused" However, he had suffered too much these days and was used to being bullied.
Then he thought: "I have been wronged so much in my life, so what's the harm in being wronged by them again?"
But when he heard the sound of the luan bell getting closer and louder, Di Yun turned around and faced Libi, unwilling to do it again.
Meet them.
At this moment, someone suddenly reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Little Master, the good deeds you have done have come to light.
Our grandpa invites you to have a drink."
Di Yun was startled, turned around, and saw four men, two holding iron rulers and chains, and the two behind them holding single swords, with wary expressions on their faces.
Di Yun shouted "Ah yo" and stood up.
He grabbed a bowl of bacon on the table and threw it towards the man on the left.
He then raised his elbow, lifted up the table and poured tofu, rice and vegetable soup at the same time.
The second man fell down and thought to himself: "The men from Jingzhou Mansion have caught up with me.
If I fall into Ling Tuisi's hands again, how can I still survive?"
The two gentlemen were splashed with hot food and hot soup by him, and they hurriedly backed away.
Di Yun had already rushed out.
But he only took one step, staggered, and almost fell.
In his panic, he forgot that his left leg was broken.
The third gentleman saw the advantage and raised his sword to strike.
Although Di Yun had lost his martial arts, he was still more than enough to deal with these men.
He grabbed his wrist and twisted it, snatching away his single sword.
When the four princes saw that he had weapons in his hands and dared to bully him, they just shouted: "The perverted monk who picked flowers resisted arrest and injured someone."
"The evil monk with the blood knife committed another crime."
"The perverted monk who raped and killed the official lady is here."
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With such a shout, everyone in the town came over one after another.
Seeing Di Yun's terrifying expression with scars and blood all over his face, they all stood at a distance and did not dare to approach.
Di Yun heard the master's shouting and thought to himself: "Isn't it the person sent by Jingzhou Prefecture to arrest me?"
He shouted loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about?
Who is the flower-picking monk?"
Where there were several jingling, jingling, jingling, a yellow horse came out.
Horses and a white horse both galloped up.
The "Double Heroes of Bells and Swords" were on horseback, condescending, and had already seen everything clearly.
When the two of them saw Di Yun, they were startled for a moment.
They felt that his face looked very familiar.
They immediately recognized that he was the evil monk with the bloody sword, but he had just disguised himself to hide his true identity.
One of the officials shouted: "Hey, Master, it doesn't matter that you are a happy person, but why did you kill the girl with a knife afterwards?
A good man takes responsibility for his work.
Come with us to the county to litigate this lawsuit."
Another gentleman said: "You go shopping for clothes, hats, and disguises, but your friends will see you.
You can't escape today."
It's better to just be obedient."
Di Yun said angrily: "You will talk nonsense and accuse a good person wrongly."
A man said: "You can't be wronged.
The night before yesterday, you broke into Li Juren's house and raped and killed him.
I saw the two ladies clearly.
Their eyes, eyebrows, nose and mouth are all correct.
They are indeed you. " "Double Heroes of Bell and Sword" Lema stood aside and watched.
"Cousin, this monk's martial arts skills are nothing special.
If he hadn't saved Shui Fu's life just now, I would have killed him long ago.
It turns out he is so bad."
"I also find it strange.
Although these evil monks have committed many unjust crimes on both sides of the Yangtze River and injured more than a dozen lives, and the public can do nothing to them, why do the heroes of the two lakes make such a fuss and look at this little monk?
In terms of martial arts, his master and brothers are nowhere near as good as him."
"Maybe there are experts in his group.
Otherwise, why would the heroes of the two lakes ask my father to take action and then come to ask Uncle Lu, Uncle Hua, and Uncle Liu?"
"Hmph, these heroes from the two lakes are really out of their minds.
Who is a master in the world?
Only the four heroes of Labor, Flowers and Flowing Water can deal with them at the same time."
"Hehe, let's give our bell and sword heroes some work, and that's pretty much it."
"Cousin, you go to the front and wait for me, and let me deal with this bald thief alone."
"I'm here to watch."
"No, you'd better not stay here.
When people in the martial arts talk about this in the future, they will only say that it was me, Wang Xiaofeng, who killed the evil monk with the blood knife alone.
Don't involve Shui Sheng and the water heroine.
You know, Jianghu How dirty those people’s mouths are.”
"Yes, you are thoughtful, but I am not as careful as you
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