Comprehensive martial arts: Qixia town storytellers, the beginning of the tie to Qiao Feng

It's just a pity that he couldn't keep his right arm, and he may never be able to use a gun again from then on.

"General Shi, can you tell me about the situation at that time?"

Tie Shou looked at Shi Zhendong with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

Shi Zhendong nodded lightly, and said in a low voice: "Brother Zhou and I sneaked into Shangjing together."

"After some investigation, we found General Pingnan's residence."

"In order to avoid long nights and dreams, we carried out the assassination operation that night.'

"Before we started, we heard Chu Xiangyu and Shen Yunshan talking in the study."

"They're talking about the impending invasion south."

"We couldn't help being excited when we heard about it, and we accidentally missed Xingzang, which was discovered by Chu Xiangyu.

"Everyone fights to the death, I originally wanted to die with everyone.

"But this time, the information I heard is of great importance, so I dare not die easily.

Speaking of this incident, a look of sadness appeared on Shi Zhendong's pale face.

The few people who died in Shangjing this time were all his brothers.

They should have lived and died together.

But he survived.

Tie Shou sighed, stretched out his hand and patted Shi Zhendong's shoulder lightly, and said, "You don't have to blame yourself, and don't feel guilty about others.'

"If you die too, the brotherhood can be fulfilled, but Da Song doesn't know how many people will die because of this." "You are more valuable than dead."

Shi Zhendong nodded imperceptibly,

It was precisely because he knew this that he insisted on returning to Yanmen Pass.

If not, the blood lost on the road alone would be enough for him to die several times.

"I heard that a monk from Shaolin Temple appeared and offered a chance to fight against Khitan."

Tie Shou replied: "That's right, this opportunity is currently in the hands of Mr. Lu."

"In the war against the Khitan, the person with the most outstanding military exploits can get this opportunity from Mr. Lu." Shi Zhendong hesitated, and said: "I also heard that this opportunity is a martial arts secret book and a Bottle of elixir. '

"There are countless pills, but if that Mr. Lu secretly learned the secrets of martial arts, no one will know about it."

When he said this, Zhendong paused for a while, and added: "I said this not to doubt Mr. Lu's character."

"Most people would probably have the same idea as me.

Tie Shou chuckled and said, "You're right, Mr. Lu did have the opportunity to secretly learn that martial arts secret book."

"But angels are not so easy to fool.'

"If Mr. Lu secretly learned that martial arts secret book without contributing to the fight against the Khitan, unless he doesn't use it for the rest of his life, then there is no way that monk in Shaolin Temple will let him go."

Shi Zhendong thought for a while, and felt that what Tie Shou said was very reasonable.

"I'm overthinking it."

Tie Shou lightly patted Shi Zhendong's shoulder and said, "You have a good rest."

After Shi Zhendong lay down again, Tieshou went out and left.

Outside, ruthlessness and cold blood are waiting for him

"How about it.'

Ruthless and light inquiry.

Tie Shou shook his head and said, "He should not have been bribed."

Cold Blood glanced at Tie Shou, and said: "The two spies I caught today insisted that Shi Zhendong was their joint.

Speaking of this, Leng Xue paused for a while, and continued: "But I know they won't tell the truth, so Shi Zhendong can observe again.

Ruthlessly glanced at the room where Shi Zhendong was resting, and said: "Let's leave here first, let General Shi rest well." While speaking, he turned the wheelchair ruthlessly and headed out of the yard.

Iron Hands and Cold Blood leave behind Ruthless

In the room, Shi Zhendong stood in front of the window with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

It seems to be hesitating and struggling on the edge of the cliff.

Although the news that Khitan is about to invade on a large scale has already spread.

But now the Khitan army has not yet appeared, so the atmosphere at Yanmen Pass is not so heavy and depressing.

On the contrary, as more and more people arrived, the atmosphere at Yanmen Pass became a little more relaxed than usual.

And all this is because almost all the people who have come to Yanmen Pass recently are from the Jianghu.

And people in the rivers and lakes are used to living a free life.

Even in such an important place for military strategists as Yanmen Pass, it is difficult to be serious.

A very special-looking monk was walking slowly on the not-so-broad street.

He is dressed in a big red robe, and his hair is like a short needle, which seems to have a hidden beauty.

A pair of eyes, like the refining fire in hell, the soul in the spell, just looking at someone, makes people feel like their soul is about to be taken away.

Suddenly, the monk in red stopped walking, and he slowly raised his head and looked forward.

At a wine stall by the roadside, a man was sitting drinking.

The man who was drinking was wearing a brocade robe, and looked like the steward of a big family.

It's just that the extremely wide and extremely thin sword on his back added a bit of ferocity to him.

"You're here too

The monk in red looked at the drinking man with vigilant eyes, and even faint killing intent.

The drinking man grinned and said, "I'm here, and I'm drunk too.

The man drank a lot of wine, but he was not drunk just now, but he became drunk when he saw the monk in red.

He was drunk and drew a knife.

Almost at the moment when the man pulled out the broadsword from behind, a small fiery red bow suddenly appeared in the hand of the monk in red.

There is a thin arrow like a needle pierced on the bow.

Look carefully, this thin arrow is exactly the same as the hair on the top of the monk's head!

In other words, this is the hair of the monk in red!

Hair that can be used as a sharp arrow!

Simply unheard of means!

"Why don't you do it?"

The man stuck the big knife in front of his body, and looked at the monk in red with drunken eyes.

Facing the seemingly defenseless man, the monk in red didn't speak.

He just aimed his arrow at the man's heart.

But in front of the man's heart, there was a knife horizontally.

Immediately with the horizontal knife, lying drunk on the hill.

No matter when it was, the monk in red would never forget the nickname of the man in front of him.

Gu Pan Shenfeng Gu Foying, a man he has never won!

"Ouyang, you have become a monk, but your murderous spirit has not decreased but increased."

Gu Foying looked at the monk in red, and he didn't seem to have any intention of using the saber.

The monk in red took a deep look at Gu Foying and said, "Now I am Qifa."

Gu Foying smiled, and said casually: "It turned out that it was Zen Master Qifa in person, what a disrespect.

While speaking, Gu Foying stood up, he casually inserted the big knife into the scabbard behind him, turned around and wobbled away.

Zen Master Qifa looked at Gu Foying's leaving back, but the arrow in his hand was delayed.

Because he was not sure about killing Gu Foying!

Looking at Gu Foying's figure walking further and further away, he put away his bow and clenched his fists.

"When I get the opportunity of the Shaolin monk, I will definitely beat you!

"When the time comes, I'll take your life again!"

In the rivers and lakes, everyone is scolding the Murong family.

Murong Fu still came to Yanmen Pass despite his infamy.

As a native of Xianbei, Murong Fu, who wholeheartedly wanted to restore the country, naturally did not come to defend the Song Dynasty.

He wants to fight Khitan, and his ultimate goal is to get the opportunity given by the sweeping monk in Lu Yan's hand.

He is one of the few people who has seen the sweeping monk with his own eyes, and he is also one of the few people who has a deep understanding of the power of the sweeping monk.It is precisely because of this that he is more eager than anyone else to get the opportunity to be a sweeping monk.

So even though he was infamous and criticized by thousands of people, he still came.

It's just that not long after he came to Yanmen Pass, he discovered that this time's competition seemed to be not easy.

Opposite Murong Fu, sat a very special Thutuo.

This dhutuo is waving his right hand while drinking, making all kinds of exaggerated gestures.

It seems to be playing music, and it seems to be waving something

And his hands are very big, especially the thick fingers, like candles molded out of bamboo tubes.

But the most special thing is the number of his fingers.

He has six fingers.

What is even more surprising is that he also has six fingers on his left hand.

A person with twelve fingers is not too simple no matter how you look at it.

After a little hesitation, Murong Fu got up and walked towards that person.

"Brother, next time,

Before Murong Fu finished speaking, the man waved his hand and sent Murong Fu to a place ten feet away.

"Do you know music?

Murong Fu was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

Since childhood, he has been studying martial arts and planning to restore the country.

I have almost never learned any musical instruments, so my musical attainments are not very good.

"I don't know much about music."

The man glanced casually at Murong Fu, then shook his head, as if he no longer wanted to say a word to Murong Fu.

And Murong Fu didn't take the initiative to join in,

Because when the man made a move earlier, he had already felt that the other party should be a walker, whose strength was higher than his.

If you forcefully go forward again, I'm afraid you will have to ask for trouble.

And most importantly, he has already thought of the origin of this man.

In the rivers and lakes, there is a person who is good at temperament, with six fingers on each hand, that is Duozhi Toutuo from the Laozi Temple in Wutai Mountain!

A character who is both black and white, and almost no one dares to provoke him!

At this moment, another person walked into the inn.

He was covered in a black robe from top to bottom, giving people a gloomy feeling.

If Lu Yan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance. This is the only person who survived the battle in the north of Wuxi City, Jiuyou Shenjun!

Obviously, he also came here for the opportunity of the sweeping monk!

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