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Xixiangzhai

Xixiang Zhai is a pawn shop.

In the local area, it is a small but very famous pawnshop.It is said that it is because the owner of Xixiang Zhai is a solid businessman, and he is innocent.

"You...what do you want to do?" The shopkeeper was doing accounts at the moment, when he saw four men walking in, two of them were guarding the door, and the other chased away the guests in the room.

It's not too bad to say that they arrived, but the person who used the money kindly persuaded the guest to leave, saying that he had something to talk to the shopkeeper.

"Master." Cheng Ying stepped aside.

Mo Tianqiong nodded and came to the counter.

He is outstanding in appearance, with a luxurious and elegant temperament, which is not comparable to the young masters of ordinary wealthy families.There were all kinds of people coming in and out of the pawnshop, and the shopkeeper had also seen powerful people, but this was the first time he had seen someone as luxurious and imposing as the man in front of him.

But after all, he is also a person who has seen the world. Although the shopkeeper was afraid, he did not flinch.

"Don't panic, shopkeeper." Mo Tianqiong took out the piece of jade, "Do you still remember this thing?"

Of course, I remember that such a high-quality jade pendant is unique in his pawn shop. "My pawn shop is a regular business, and this jade pendant is willingly pawned by a customer." Afraid of causing any trouble, the shopkeeper explained in advance.

"Don't worry, shopkeeper, I'm just asking you about someone." Although Mo Tianqiong's voice was gentle, there was a submissive aura in it that made people dare not resist. "The one who came to be the jade pendant was a teenager in his teens?"

Xu Shi felt that Mo Tianqiong had no malice, and the shopkeeper didn't dare to resist him, so he said truthfully, "He's a young monk in his teens."

"Little monk?" Mo Tianqiong paused for a moment, and then thought that it's not surprising that Qingtian followed Master and lost his hair. "Can the shopkeeper please describe the situation in detail at that time." Xiao Qingtian was with the master, how could she be so downcast that she became the jade pendant awarded by the emperor's brother.

"It is indeed a little monk with a bald head. The little monk is wearing a monk's robe, and his expression is very sad. I asked him how much he wanted to pawn. You know, this jade is priceless. The real value, my pawnshop can't afford it. Even if you can afford it, you may not be able to resell it. I once suggested to the little monk that you can put the jade here first, and then come back to redeem it when he wants it, but he said no.

He asked me how far it was from here to Huangjue Temple, and how much money I needed. I thought that it would not be safe for a child to bring too much money, so I gave him enough.When he was the jade pendant that day, there were customers there, and the jade pendant was bought after changing hands... It's my selfishness, such an expensive jade pendant should not be sold. "I want to regret it, but the buyer is powerful, and he dare not offend. He doesn't know how the person in front of him got this jade pendant. From the other party's questioning, it can be seen that the other party is familiar with this jade pendant, the shopkeeper I don't know what kind of trouble I will get into. "By the way..." The shopkeeper seemed to think of something suddenly, "I asked this little monk why he was out alone. He said that the master died and he wanted to send..."

"What did you say?" Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, Mo Tianqiong had already picked up his collar, his deep eyes were shining with a dangerous light.

The shopkeeper trembled with fright. He dared to open a pawnshop business. How could he not have a little courage, but this man put too much pressure on him, and he shrank back in fright before he could use his little courage.

Sensing the shopkeeper's expression, Mo Tianqiong let go of his hand, but frowned tightly: "You just said that the little monk said his master was dead?" His voice was deep and tense.

"Yes, the little monk did say that. He also carried a wooden box, which he said contained the ashes of his master."

The atmosphere in the pawn shop was oppressive and suffocating.

"Master?" Cheng Ying stepped forward.But dare not say more.

If what the shopkeeper said is true, it's the master that Mr. Wen Qing said, and isn't he also the master's master, Master Xuan Kong?However, Master Xuankong's martial arts are so high that it is difficult to meet an opponent in the world, how is it possible?

"The little monk can tell how his master died?"

"This... I am an outsider, how can I ask."

boom……

I saw the table in the pawn shop suddenly cracked and fell apart on the ground.Then, this luxurious and extraordinary man turned and left.Just before leaving, he put his words here: "If you have half a lie, just like this table."

The shopkeeper touched his chest with lingering fear. At that moment just now, he really thought he would die.

After leaving the pawn shop, Mo Tianqiong was very upset.

He couldn't describe what it was, it wasn't pain, but it was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.The master died here, and Xiaoqingtian became the jade pendant given by the emperor. This situation is beyond the scope of Mo Tianqiong's imagination. "Cheng Wei."

"Subordinates are here."

"You stay here to cooperate with Lu Tingxu, and reveal your identity when necessary."

"Subordinates obey."

"Chengying, go prepare the horse and set off for Huangjue Temple immediately."

"Yes."

Huangjue Temple was built on the hillside outside the imperial capital, and it took three days to travel from Hanxiang Lake to Huangjue Temple, which was equivalent to the time from Hanxiang Lake to the imperial capital.For three days, Mo Tianqiong had never felt happy in life. This was the first time that he felt that time passed so slowly and so dull.

drive……

Mo Tianqiong always felt that riding a horse was to enjoy life, and he regarded horses as friends, but it was the first time that he regarded horses as a tool, a means of transportation.

There are two factions in the Martial Arts League of the Ming Dynasty, one is the Southern Martial Arts and the other is the Northern Martial Arts.And this time the martial arts conference was held in the northern martial arts.It takes five days to go from Huangjue Temple to the North Martial Arts League, which is extremely urgent for the Martial Arts Conference.

Mo Qingtian brought six people with her on this trip.Wang Kong and Wang Se, and four monks.

Although the Great Ming Kingdom was constantly at war with the Great Jin Kingdom, the country was peaceful, and there was no grudge between the Wulin and the imperial court, so Mo Qingtian's journey to the North Wulin was quite smooth.

However, due to the geographical environment of the Ming Dynasty, the climate between the north and the south is very different.The climate in October is autumn in the south, and the climate in autumn is very cool, but in the north, it is dry and cold, and the temperature is as low as snow at any time.

"Abbot, the weather is too dry and the wind is strong. It's not suitable to travel at night. How about spending the night in the land temple in front?" Wang Kong suggested.There is another special thing in the north, the distance between towns and towns is very far.And because there are many layers of sand, the road is very muddy in rainy days.

"Yeah." Qingtian sat in the carriage and read a book.What he was reading was not Buddhist scriptures, but some miscellaneous books that he was usually interested in.For example, there are art of war, miscellaneous talks, and history books.But no matter what he looked at, Xuankong never restricted it.

Lifting the curtain, Qingtian jumped out of the carriage.In fact, the sky is not too dark, but I can't find a place to rest after dark.

Holding a book in his right hand, Qingtian walked into the Earth Temple.Although it is an earth temple, it has no incense, but it is popular inside.However, there was no one in the temple.It must be that someone has rested here before, after all, there are many people who come to participate in the martial arts conference, and many people will pass by here.

Qingtian put the book into the backpack, which was hung diagonally on his shoulders.

Then put his hands together and bowed to the land father.Seeing this, Wangkong and Wangse stood behind Qingtian and worshiped.

The weather in October, the night comes very fast.No, by the time they finished making hot tea and took the steamed buns to eat, it was already dark.

Dry steamed buns are not tasty, but drinking hot water is not a big deal for them as monks.Qingtian grew up in rich clothes and fine food, even if she lived in Prince Yu's mansion when she was a child, Princess Yu didn't want to lose her tongue, so it was good to give Qingtian food and clothing.Now I have been following Xuankong for two years, and it has always been a rough meal. I am not used to it at first, but now I am used to it naturally.

In fact, his personality is not particular. He should be a very easy-going person, but he doesn't like to talk much.

When they were about to finish eating, there was commotion at the gate of the temple, the sound of people walking and talking.Listening to their tone of voice and the sound of walking, they are people who practice martial arts.

Although Qingtian has wandered with Xuankong for two years, one thing has not changed. He doesn't like talking to strangers, or in other words, as long as he doesn't like people, his personality can be withdrawn.

"I'm going to bed." Qingtian put down the steamed bun, wiped his hands and mouth, and then ran to the place where the blanket was laid,

The people who came in were obviously taken aback when they saw a few monks inside.However, he immediately reacted: "Several of you are the masters of Shaolin Temple, right? It seems that you are a bit unfamiliar."

Wang Kong said politely: "I'm not from Shaolin Temple, I just pass by here." Then, Wang Kong ordered people to clean up the place, and said to them, "If the benefactors don't dislike it, the boiling water here is still warm. .”

"Thank you very much." One of them continued, "It's been a long journey, and I happened to be thirsty."

However, someone made a move and grabbed the opponent's hand. "It's better to be cautious when going out." Although the voice was very soft, but the temple is small, no matter how soft the voice was, all the martial arts practitioners present could hear it.