[Comprehensive martial arts] Holy Monk

Fang Tianzhi pondered for a moment, then stood up.

He moved in front of the old woman, stretched out his hand to help, and said in his mouth: "Amitabha, old benefactor, please rise up."

He rested his hand under the old woman's elbow, raised it slightly, and then stopped.

The old woman was still lying firmly on the ground, showing no intention of getting up.She no longer kowtowed, and only lowered her head and hissed: "I dare not, the old woman only dares to speak on her knees."

During this time, her forehead under the blue cloth turban has been scratched unknowingly, and blood is dripping onto the deck painted with tung oil.And the halo of will behind her head was glowing with a faint white light, indicating that the master had no intention of using force to commit evil——

Fang Tianzhi let her go gently.

He didn't use martial arts in that lift, and he didn't use much strength.But that little strength was enough to lift an old man up from the ground.

The old woman didn't get up at this time, it just meant that she refused to stand up.

Fang Tianzhi has seen her knife.

Although he doesn't know the name of the saber technique, he knows the quality of the saber technique.

Looking around the world, there are absolutely not many people who dare to say that their knives are better than this black and thin old lady.And if a person can use such a sword technique that comes and goes without a trace, as fast as a ghost, then she can get almost everything she wants in the arena——

How could such an old man with great skills and a lonely temperament hide his name and be willing to be a loyal servant for others?

Who is this old woman?

Why did she travel across mountains and rivers to seek her own help?And why do you know that you have another identity?

Who is her miss?

Since this young lady who has never met has such a capable servant, it is presumably not an ordinary person.

What kind of trouble is so terrible that it can kill her?

Fang Tianzhi's thoughts flashed by, and he sighed softly: "The old benefactor refuses to get up, is it because he is afraid that the poor monk will not help, and wants to kneel until the poor monk agrees?"

The old woman hissed: "I am kneeling, precisely because the master has agreed!"

Fang Tianzhi had already moved half a step away, not accepting this obeisance, and asked in surprise, "Why did the poor monk agree?"

The old woman said slowly: "I am such a poor woman, the master must not recognize me."

Fang Tianzhi said: "Not bad."

The old woman said again: "The ship owner just asked for money for his life, and the master helped me to eliminate the disaster, and it is of no benefit at all."

Fang Tianzhi also nodded honestly: "It's really not good."

The blood on the old woman's forehead covered half of her skinny face along the wrinkles, which looked quite scary.But she didn't care about wiping it, but bent down and kowtowed her head again, saying: "Master is kind-hearted, he doesn't even want to sit by and watch a poor old woman's business, how could he not save Miss's life?"

Fang Tianzhi's expression remained unchanged, and he suddenly said: "The old benefactor thinks that your family will rely heavily on you."

The old woman replied: "It's just the Lord's love."

Fang Tianzhi said again: "The old benefactor's swordsmanship is also very good. If you look around the world, I'm afraid there are few opponents."

The old woman sighed, "There are indeed only a few people who can beat me."

Fang Tianzhi smiled when he heard the words, "Even the old benefactor can't do anything about it, your lady's trouble must be a big trouble."

The old woman said: "It is indeed a big trouble."

Fang Tianzhi looked at her peacefully, and said: "The big trouble usually kills people. Since it can kill the noble lady, it can also kill the poor monk." His voice paused slightly, eloquently Asked rhetorically, "The poor monk helped the old benefactor to relieve the disaster, but he did it conveniently. But if he wanted to help the noble lady relieve his worries, he might have to risk his life. The two are not the same, how does the old benefactor know that the poor monk will definitely agree How about saving people?"

The old woman hurriedly said: "From the eyes of others, this is a huge trouble. But to the master, it is just a matter of little effort!" Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and she had a sneering air, but at this time she respectfully , "If this is not the case, how dare you travel thousands of miles to trouble the master?"

Fang Tianzhi smiled and said: "It seems that you know the poor monk very well."

The old woman's expression showed a bit of caution, and said slowly: "My lady has heard about the kindness of the master, and she was lucky enough to learn some secrets, so she asked the old man to ask the master for help... But unfortunately, we As soon as I went up the mountain, I heard the rich master in the temple say that you have gone out to wander. I had no choice but to scatter the people and look for the master's trace."

Fang Tianzhi laughed again, "And the old benefactor traveled very quickly and was lucky, so he happened to find the poor monk."

The old woman didn't speak again.

She was silent for a moment, then suddenly put her right hand into the cloth bag, pulled out a cold dagger, and went straight to gouging out her left eye!

This short dagger is like a ray of snow-cold light!

It was so close, the light was about to shine into the old woman's eye sockets in an instant, and it was hard for anyone to stop it!

What kind of madness did this old woman suddenly have!

Captain Chen, who was obediently pretending to be dead, hurriedly looked up at the sky, unwilling to see this disgusting scene, but unexpectedly, as soon as he rolled his eyelids, the old woman's hand stopped for some reason——

The short dagger was as fast as a ray of snow-cold light.

But someone suddenly held the light in Hengli.

The light stopped abruptly, and turned into a dagger in the old woman's hand again.

And at the end of the dagger, a white palm was lightly holding the old woman's wrist.

Captain Chen was stunned.

In the corner of his eyes, he saw Fang Tianzhi let go of his hand slowly, looked at the old woman, and said calmly, "Amitabha, why bother?"

The old woman was also stunned.

She stared blankly at the dagger in her hand, regained her senses for a while, but it was not right to stab again, and it was not good to not stab again.

Fang Tianzhi said, "A person has only two eyes in his life, if one is blinded, one will be missing."

The old woman's eyes were cloudy, and she didn't know whether she was looking at him or Hai Bo Xiaguang behind him, "Since the eyes are blind, it's time to pluck them out!"

Fang Tianzhi sighed: "The old benefactor has no disease, the poor monk can still see it."

The old woman said: "Although I am not really blind, I am more blind than a blind man."

Fang Tianzhi said: "Blinder than a blind man?"

The old woman took a breath and said firmly: "I recognized the master a long time ago, but I quietly hid aside and peeped... This is treating a gentleman as a villain. Isn't it blinder than a blind man to be so blind and sincerely offended? These eyes Shouldn't it just be plucked out? If the trick is abolished, it will be abolished. I just hope that the master will not offend the young lady because of me, a stupid woman."

Fang Tianzhi quietly looked down at the old woman.

She was still holding the dagger tightly in her hand, as if she would immediately gouge out her own eyes once she realized that she was slightly unhappy.

How many people in this world have such loyal servants?

With such a serious thought in his heart, he opened his mouth and said: "The world is dangerous, and people's hearts are unpredictable. You should be cautious since you come. The old benefactor and the poor monk have never lived together. It is normal to be suspicious of me."

The old woman stared at him with bloodstains all over her face, her eyes full of hope.

Fang Tianzhi couldn't help but pause, and said with a slight smile: "Besides, according to the poor monk, the eyes of the old benefactor not only don't need to be gouged out, they are also very useful."

The old woman moved her lips and said, "What is it for?"

Fang Tianzhi said: "That's right. It's used to identify the way."

The old woman's eyes suddenly lit up!

Her wrinkled face seemed to stretch out in an instant, almost ecstatic, and even the dagger she was holding loosened unconsciously.

Fang Tianzhi said in harmony: "The poor monk wants to travel to Qingtai Town, please ask the benefactor to lead the way."

Captain Chen is a smart businessman.

A smart businessman understands that the deal is a mess, but at this point, he should at least try to minimize his losses.Thinking of this, he greeted people with a smile on his face, and served the three Tai Sui with delicious food and drinks all the way, and by the way, he raised three big sails, and sailed the boat to the north with all his strength.

When the boat arrived at the place, it was raining lightly in the south of the Yangtze River.

Fang Tianzhi and his group approached the shore slowly, and not long after, they saw people standing on the shore at the bow of the boat.

There are 25 people in total.

They are all tall, well-proportioned young male servants, each wearing a brand-new soft light blue shirt, stepping on simple and elegant white-soled soap boots, standing neatly in the mist and rain holding a plain umbrella——

Such a well-behaved and decent domestic servant, only the rich and powerful could afford to keep them.

And behind the group of servants in blue shirts, there were more than a dozen tall horses standing obediently, three big blue satin sedan chairs, and three four-wheeled carriages parked.

Fang Tianzhi stood at the bow of the boat and looked at it for a while, then turned his head and asked, "Master Yan, is this someone from your residence?"

The old woman claimed to be surnamed Yan, and she was standing beside Fang Tianzhi at this moment. Hearing this, she hissed and laughed: "These people are here to welcome the master by the order of the young lady."

The boat moored quietly.

Not long after, Captain Chen came to the bow of the boat with a few oil-paper umbrellas in his hand, and said meekly and amiably, "I'm going to Qingtai now, the sea route is exhausted. I can only send it here."

Fang Tianzhi always felt that the owner of the ship was interesting.

Before parting, he smiled, but solemnly said: "Amitabha, thank you for sending me off. But from now on, it's better for the poor monk to advise you not to do this dishonorable business of Captain Chen."

Captain Chen's heart trembled, he bowed his waist and said: "The master taught me that."

Fang Tianzhi finished his words here, and looked at Mrs. Yan again: "Shall I get off the boat later?"

Mrs. Yan stood together in the rain, the blue dress on her body had been soaked black by the drizzle, making her old skinny face even more ugly and sinister.She also glanced at Captain Chen, but ignored him. She just took an umbrella, opened it and held it above Fang Tianzhi's head, and said with a faint smile, "No rush. Look at the clouds, it won't be raining for long .When the rain stops, the master can go on his way in comfort."

Fang Tianzhi had long regarded wind, frost, rain and snow as nothing, and was not used to being taken care of by others. Seeing this, he stepped back half a step, and declined politely, "I appreciate it. Donor don't need to hold an umbrella for the poor monk." He glanced at the shore again, and said, "What's more, it's better to rush to your mansion as soon as possible, and a little rain is nothing."

Mrs. Yan said: "Although my young lady is in great trouble, she is not in a hurry." She sighed softly, "If the master is rushing in the rain, wouldn't it mean that I have not treated you well? This is absolutely impossible. "

Fang Tianzhi had no intention of arguing, so he nodded to Captain Chen and said, "In this case, can we invite people from the shore to come to the boat to shelter from the rain?"

Captain Chen smiled and said, "Of course it's fine. Even though the boat is small, it can be squeezed even if it's crowded."

As he spoke, he glanced at Madam Yan's face from the corner of his eye.

Madam Yan said indifferently: "They should have been waiting in the rain. Since Master is sympathetic to them, it is their blessing."

Fang Tianzhi didn't answer, he just said: "Amitabha!"

The group of servants got the order, they put away their umbrellas first, bowed deeply to Madam Yan and Fang Tianzhi from a distance, and then boarded the boat one by one like a thread.

Soon, the rain finally stopped.

Madam Yan spoke first this time: "Master, don't worry, just wait a moment."

Fang Tianzhi didn't move at the bow of the ship, he could only hear the sound of lightly walking in the cabin below besides the slight swaying of the sea water and 25 breathing sounds, and then the cabin door opened, and 25 servants came out in a single file , the first one walked up to him, bowed deeply again, and said humbly: "Do you like to ride a car, a sedan chair, or ride a horse?"

Fang Tianzhi looked ashore, and saw that the group of servants had quickly taken out dozens of snow-white wide cotton cloths, carefully wrapped up the rainwater on the horse carriage and sedan chair, and wiped it off.Once the work was done, Fu stood aside neatly and neatly, like a dummy in a painting.

After Fang Tianzhi looked at it, he knew that if he took a car or a sedan chair, he would have to drive these servants——

He suddenly realized that he was no longer used to calling slaves and maidservants.

After a short pause, he finally said, "Let's ride a horse."

The servant brought out the five best horses for Fang Tianzhi to choose.

Madam Yan saw that his eyes didn't linger, she just picked up a horse and jumped on her back, took a white horse and said with a smile: "Master's apprentice is young, if you don't like to ride with others, You can also ride this docile colt. It is a well-known breed and has been well-trained since childhood. It is a very easy-to-handle filly."

Fang Tianzhi followed Wushang and asked, "Can you ride a horse?"

Wushang carried a burden on his back, hung a tube of pickles, stood not far from Fang Tian's legs, and said, "Yes."

Fang Tianzhi said, "Do you want to ride a horse?"

Wushang glanced at his master, then at the pony, and then at his master.

Fang Tianzhi watched him, and couldn't help but smile: "If you want to ride, go for it. I will watch you."

Without injury, he happily rode on the pony.The pony was really docile and humane, it only trotted according to his will, and followed Fang Tian to the left and right without haste.

A servant in Tsing Yi rode first, leading the way twenty paces earlier.

Fang Tianzhi reined in his horse and walked slowly, but when he looked back, he saw that there were also ten people riding brown-haired healthy horses in the distance. There were bulging bags hanging on the left and right sides of the horse's back, which were obviously full of things.

Mrs. Yan courteously gave Fang Tian up to half her height, and said, "They are carrying some edible items. Master, if you want anything, just ask."

Fang Tianzhi turned around when he heard the sound, and took a look at Mrs. Yan.

Madam Yan didn't see his expression clearly, she only saw him tie the horse's rein loosely, bowed his head and saluted with one palm, and said indifferently: "Thank you. You don't need to trouble yourself."

If it is a slow horse race, it takes another half an hour, but the official road is getting narrower, the trees on both sides are denser, and there are only beautiful peaks and mountains in front of it, but there are no cities and people.Not long after the forest road was gone, a foothill surrounded by green rivers suddenly faded out of the white mist after the rain, and there seemed to be a winding stone path to climb up, and I don't know where it leads.

Before the stone path, there are six servants in blue shirts.

They still stood quietly with their hands tied, beside them were three exquisite bamboo chariots covered with blue satin upholstery.

Mrs. Yan got off the horse first, and said with a hissed laugh: "The mountain road is difficult, please get on the chariot."