Chapter 2： Tenth thief

Qingyun Mountain, a well-known Taoist temple in Chu, has a heritage of 3,000 years and has a profound heritage.

In the Chu domain, or in the South Zhanbuzhou, the disciples of Qingyun Xiandaomen, each of them is like a god, standing in the middle of the domain, the gang of the three religions in the world, like a chicken in the front of the disciples, can not be one hit. Just three months ago, Xiao Jianming, a true disciple of Qingyunshan Daomen, once had a sword and a sword, but the nine robbers in the Ghost Valley were left. Only one person fled.

The heads of the nine bandits have been hung in the mouth of the ghost smoke, and Xiao Jianming has done everything in the area of ​​Yandang Mountain. It is said that it is the most mysterious bandit, only the name, but no one sees it. Passed his appearance...

Xiao Jianming firmly believes that he can find him and swears that he must find him. However, no one knows that the tenth thief has already entered Qingyun Daomen in three months and became a younger brother... if the Taoist also Calculate the words of the younger brother.

Qingyun Daomen receives a disciple every ten years, each time chooses thousands of people, and the Taoist is always called, the total number is over 10,000. In name, Daotong is also a disciple of Qingyun Mountain, but different from ordinary disciples. There is no elixir distribution every month, and no elders preach for them. Every day, they have to work hard and do a chores, and they have to take a day off in a month.

What was exchanged was a thin booklet, named: Qingyun forging articles.

In the square, the fat man received a row of cabins and handed it to a 18-year-old man with a huge black skull on his face. Then he smiled and put a stack of Tsing Yi, a booklet, an inscription. The little wooden sign of the name was handed to him.

"Let's practice, you have gone for a dog, and Lingyun's sister specially sent a message to let you worship the mountain gate, but you have no recommendation letter, no money, no qualification, you can only start from the bottom, this book Qingyun forging articles, but the secret of our Qingyun Daomen is not to be passed down. It is rare for outsiders to see you. If you cultivate well, you will be able to become a foreign disciple by refining Qingyun’s forging articles.

The fat man walked away, and he looked at his arms in front of his chest. He looked at his black-skinned youth with a poor face, and the little boy who was next to his age, but put on the old-fashioned look of the autumn. Road: "How many layers are you?"

The black-eyed young man thumbed at himself and shouted: "I have a sense of anger, and no one else has any fart!"

Fang Dao nodded thoughtfully and asked: "How many years have you been in?"

The black-skinned youth sneered aloud and said: "I have been in the country for six years, and they have been in the company for three years!"

Fang Xing sighed and threw the booklet to the side, sighing: "It looks like the old man was cheated by the girl!"

The black-eyed youth glimpsed, "Which girl are you talking about?"

Fangdaodao: "Lingyun, the girl said that I would like to send me to the mountain gate. Who knows that it is to work, only gave this booklet, and you have either entered the mountain for seven years, or entered the mountain for three years, but everything Didn't practice, isn't this a lie?"

"Ling Yun Shijie?"

The black-skinned youth was shocked and rushed up to grab the collar of the party. He shouted: "Shut up, don't give trouble to Laozi, be heard by others, curse Lingyun sister, don't say it is you, even us. You have to remember! You remember to enter this medicine field, you have to listen to Laozi, Laozi let you go east, you can not go west, Laozi let you catch the insects, you can not lick chicken..."

"Yes, yes, the toilet will fall for you, and every day, the water will be filled and the water tank will be filled..."

A freckled little road boy said and looked at it. The estimate of the previous flushing of the toilet was him.

"Hey, there are clothes in the future, that is, you come to wash, until there are new people coming!"

Another Taoist girl with a somewhat white appearance said, needless to say, this is to wash clothes.

Look at them one by one, and nodded thoughtfully, saying: "You are bullying me..."

The black-eyed youth smiled and said: "What about it?"

As he said, his fist was smashed on the table on the other side, his arms were blue and sturdy, and he looked fierce.

"Do you want to beat me? I will call it..."

The square line screamed in horror, and it seemed that others would move his finger and scream.

The black-skinned young man smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, we will not move you now, but at night, the door is closed, hey, there are only a few of us in the square, even if you call the throat, no one will care about you. of……"

"Right, every three months, the brothers of the drug supervisor will come over and inspect. In other time, here is our world, and even if you tell us, the governors will not care. They didn't have the time to manage these things, but you just fell down, and the days gone by, the Taoist children, at least ten years to go down the mountain..."

The freckled little boy is very excited and threatening. It seems that the first threat to people is inevitably a little excited.

"Hey, big brothers, younger brothers, honest people, you said, I will do it..."

The party suddenly became honest and pitifully asked for mercy from these bosses.

"Haha, a soft egg..."

The black-skinned young people and others laughed, and obviously such people saw more of them.

The medicine field is very large and very specific. In the late autumn, the medicinal field is so green that it can be seen.

On the first day of the visit, Fang Xing started the heaviest work in this medicine field. With a total of six young people, he was responsible for taking care of the medicine fields within the ten-mile radius. The freckles were very responsible for teaching. What should I do for the square, watering, weeding, catching insects, loosening the soil, this medicine field is called Qingruihua, I need to pour water once at night, the kind is called moo grass, need to be watered in the morning when it is exposed...

Fang Xing learned very quickly, and his attitude was very good. After dinner in the evening, he also got a bucket of water and soaked the dirty clothes of several other people in the water. He said that he would wash it at night. Come out, dry for one night, wear it tomorrow...

Several Taoist children were very satisfied with each other's performance. They had already patted their chests and said that they would give pointers to his practice.

Fang Xingxiao said that it is good, thank you brothers!

In the evening, several Taoist children fell asleep, and the entire Qingyun Mountain fell into a silence.

Fang Xing pulled out a sharp dagger from his bag, and it looked very sharp. The brass was inlaid and the blade was not bleeding.

This was given to him by the three uncles. At the same time, he also taught him a set of knives, close combat, insidious and cunning.

There are still many good things in his bag, a cloth tiger that the uncle gave him, a wound medicine sent by the second uncle, a smoke pot that the four uncles can release, and the uncle that the five uncles can release the iron needle. Iron and copper, the six uncles gave him the **, the seven uncle gave him a wild ginseng, the eight uncle gave him the wine gourd... The most important thing, there is a book that Jiu Shu gave him...

As for the golden leaves sent by the three uncles, it has already been spent on the road.

These things were originally carried on the back of Xiao Man, Xiao Man fainted, and the burden was ignored, and the party went back.

Looking at these things in the baggage, the party smashed the gods, and then tied the baggage again.

He took the knife and smashed his hand and came to the bed of the black scorpion youth. He whispered: "Wang Zhi Brother, Wang Zhi Big Brother..."

The black-skinned youth gently snorted and shook him three times before he woke up. He was disturbed by the dream, and he was angry and shouted. "You want to do it in the middle of the night? Can you find death?"

Fang Xing smiled and said: "You are looking for death!"

After that, a knife smashed down and went straight to the handle.

"what……"

The black scorpion youth screamed like a pig, and when he only screamed, he was stopped by the party.

Listening to the side ears, very good, very quiet, and sure enough, no one smoked within ten miles.

Wang Zhi wants to struggle, but the knife is in his stomach. It seems to be nailed to the bed. He doesn't dare to move, and he hurts when he moves.

The other people in the room were awakened, and they ignited the oil lamp in a hurry. They immediately saw that they stood at the bedside of Wang Zhi, and they took a knife into the belly of Wang Zhi. The face was stunned, and the small freckles were immediately Screamed scared.

"If you don't want to die, just shut me up!"

The party lined up and sighed low, and it seemed that some of the tender voices sounded horrible at this time.

The little freckles stopped the cry, but the liquid began to leak out in the crotch.

The party slowly pulled out the knife in Wang Zhi’s stomach, letting Wang Zhi mourn in bed like a prawn. He took the knife and slowly walked away from several Taoist children. Whenever he Looking at a person, that person is scared and embarrassed, the timid little freckles have been blindfolded with a quilt, and a cries of crying, just low pressure, like a ghost.

"There is only a young man who bullies others, no one dares to bully the younger, you are so courageous..."

The square knife pointed in front of every Taoist boy: "I only said one thing. Starting from today, here is my boss. Whoever I call east, I can’t go west. Whoever I call the worm, who can’t? Pheasant, otherwise, hey, Xiaoye’s knife can’t recognize people. If you are a few commandments, Laozi’s killing is also killing. Do you know who Laozi’s sister is?”

"The red man around Lingyun's sister! You go to inquire about the guy who has no eyes!"

The sound of the square line rang in the wooden house, no one retorted, after all, the knife was shaking in front of the eyes...

"Fang line..."

"You call me..."

"Ah... Fang boss, you are bandaging for Wang Zhi’s brother, he... he is dying..."

Fang Xing glanced at Wang Zhi, who was stunned in bed, and smiled. The knife in his hand took a knife and returned to the sheath. He dismissed: "I can't die, my uncle taught me, the knife is from 膈When the acupoint is pierced, the stepping hole is out, it will not hurt, so he will not die, but if my hand slips, the stab is not necessarily the right one, then, who, you will bandage him down!"