Beauty Jianghu

Chapter 87 Rescue the child

Taoist priest Cheng Jing was no match for the two men, so he made a feint with his sword and ran away.

The onlookers around had seen enough, and when they saw the Taoist priest running away, and the winner was decided, they shouted loudly.

Still somewhat unfinished, he came over again and asked the Taoist priest what bad things he had done.

Yang Shucheng turned around and left. Those people followed him and asked, but Yang Shucheng didn't say anything. Seeing that they couldn't ask any more questions, these people had to disperse slowly.

Gong Xiaoyong followed Yang Shucheng and asked, "Looking at your accent, you are not a local. How could you be an enemy of this vicious Taoist priest?"

"My name is Yang Shucheng. I'm originally from Henan. I'm here to ask Master Bailian for advice so that I can find my lost sister." Seeing that Taoist Master Cheng Jing had escaped, Yang Shucheng didn't want to talk about him anymore, so he left Speak out your own affairs.

After hearing this, Gong Xiaoyong said happily: "You met me, you found the right person, I am a disciple of the White Lotus Sect.

"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you. Please bring me, Brother Gong."

"It's easy to talk about. There is a teahouse in front of you. Let's go in to drink tea and take a rest. I will take you to see our leader. But you are not a disciple of my White Lotus Sect. I'm afraid that the leader will not see you unless you join our White Lotus Sect. ."

"I know your leader."

Yang Shucheng told how he met the leader Song Min, but he only concealed the fact that the villagers burned the leader.

"We're acquaintances, that'll be easy. Let's go have some tea."

The two walked to the west of the street, where there was a tea shop. They walked in, ordered two bowls of local green tea, and started drinking.

This Gong Xiaoyong was no different from the people watching on the street. He was also very curious, so he asked the Taoist priest what was going on?

Yang Shucheng told him all the bad things that Taoist Cheng Jing had done.

Gong Xiaoyong said: "If I had known he was so bad, I should have punished him well."

In fact, he didn't know that he was no match for him at all. Why he wanted to run away was mainly because he was afraid that Yang Shucheng would expose his bad deeds in public, which would make him lose the face to hang out in the local area.

This Gong Xiaoyong was simple and sincere. Yang Shucheng liked him very much and quickly became familiar with him.

After the two of them had finished drinking tea and had enough rest, Yang Shucheng led the horse and followed Gong Xiaoyong, heading west.

After walking for more than an hour, I saw a village on a distant hillside. There were lush trees on the mountain. The whole village was in the dense shade of the trees, with a few house corners slightly exposed. There was a small river in front, and several other places. Pond, there are some ducks playing in the cold pond.

Yang Shucheng saw the quiet environment of the village. It was really a good place. He was so envious that he kept turning his head to look towards the village. He only saw a woman holding a child on the distant village road, crying all the way down the mountain.

Gong Xiaoyong also saw it. He was the most nosy person. Now that he heard the woman crying sadly, how could he not stop?

Gong Xiaoyong stood at the intersection, waiting for the woman to arrive. Yang Shucheng had no choice but to accompany him and stand on the roadside.

The woman walked quickly and quickly walked to the two of them. She was holding a boy in her arms.

The woman saw two young men standing side by side at the intersection, and she was about to walk by with her head down. Gong Xiaoyong asked hurriedly: "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with this child? You're crying so hard."

When the woman saw someone asking her, she stopped and said, "My child has been sleeping for two days. He can't wake up no matter how hard he screams. No one can save him. I want to hold him and beg him." Our Lady save him.”

Gong Xiaoyong said: "I am a disciple of the White Lotus Sect. I have also learned some spells and can save people and cure diseases. Let me take a look."

When the woman saw someone who knew how to treat the child, it was as if she saw a life-saving straw. She handed the child to Gong Xiaoyong's arms.

Gong Xiaoyong took the child. The boy looked about seven or eight years old. He was skinny and skinny. He touched his forehead with his hand and found no fever. He just closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Gong Xiaoyong said: "This child is not suffering from another disease, but is possessed by an evil spirit. I can cure it, but if I want to do it, I can't do it in the open air."

The woman was overjoyed to see that it could be cured and said anxiously: "My home is not far from the hillside in front. I will take you there. Treat it at my home."

"it is good."

The woman strode away and led the two of them towards the village on the mountain.

Yang Shucheng was worried and asked softly along the way: "Brother Gong, are you sure?"

"Why aren't you sure? What I learned in the White Lotus Sect is to treat illnesses and save people." Gong Xiaoyong said in a loud voice without any humility.

The woman heard this and said, "Doctor, are you not taught by the saint?"

"Bah." Gong Xiaoyong suddenly said angrily, "I'm not from the Saintess's religion. His religion is all deceptive magic. You don't believe him. You have to believe in our White Lotus Sect."

The woman was unconvinced and did not dare to speak. She only said in her heart: "It doesn't matter whether it is the Saintess Sect or the White Lotus Sect, as long as it can save my child, I will believe in whoever it is."

The woman was eager to save her son, and with her strong physique and swift walking, she soon led the two of them into the village.

At this moment, a skinny boy suddenly came from the opposite side. He saw the sick boy in the woman's hands and shouted: "There is a demon possessed. This child's life is in danger. Come and treat me quickly."

Gong Xiaoyong shouted: "Who are you? Do you have the ability to treat it? Human life is at stake, this is no joke."

The skinny boy's eyes flashed, revealing his cunningness, and he said: "I am a disciple of the Saintess Cult. Saving people is our profession. How can you treat them?"

Gong Xiaoyong said: "I am from the White Lotus Sect. The White Lotus Sect has great supernatural powers and specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases. It can prescribe the right medicine to cure the disease. Your Saintess Sect will only deceive the world and steal your reputation."

The skinny boy snorted coldly: "You White Lotus Sect has come to run wild on our Saintess Sect's territory, so get out of here."

Gong Xiaoyong said: "I'm here to treat you, so you should get out of here."

The skinny boy said, "This is not a big deal. Can you cure it?"

"I can definitely cure it."

"Okay, let's go together. If you can't cure it, if I cure it, I will defeat you on the spot and make you arrogant."

Gong Xiaoyong suddenly yelled loudly: "Who is telling you this evil thing? Your roommate is asking for help, why don't you get out of here."

"You boy, you are looking for death." The skinny boy was also angry and pulled out his long sword.

The two sects are competing for territory here, and the disciples of the two sects are already as powerful as fire and water, and they will fight when they meet.

Gong Xiaoyong also made a "swipe" sound, pulled out his long sword, and shouted: "Who is afraid of you coming?"

Both sides drew their swords, and there was no way they could survive without a fight. Both sides rushed forward and started fighting.

The woman saw the two families competing for treatment for her son, which was something she wished for, so she stood aside without saying a word.

Yang Shucheng also just came here. He didn't understand the competition between the two religions and couldn't explain or persuade him.

The two started killing each other in the village, and soon attracted many people in the village to watch. These two people wanted to establish a prestige in the village, and each used their unique skills to kill.

Yang Shucheng stood aside and had no way to intervene.

The two of them killed for more than 20 rounds, only to hear a "chi" sound. The skinny boy was hit by a sword, and the blood flowed down.