[shooting eagles] painting peach blossoms for you

Putting down her little hand that had been covering her nose, she squatted down slowly, watching a snake that had managed to climb out of the sea of ​​flames but failed to survive died on the ground with extreme aggrievedness, and couldn't help sighing: "Poor little thing, you So brave, is it because you can't bear him that you escaped so desperately? Yes, you are his baby, how can you be willing to let him feel sorry for you, naturally you will desperately run away to find him." The world can learn from this. This time was definitely Huang Rong's wishful thinking.If this snake is still alive and able to talk, it must roll its eyes like Huang Rong, and send her a sentence, "Why don't you fight while seeing your oil burnt out?!"

A certain one still wished to say: "Well, since you have sacrificed heroically, I will reluctantly take your last hope to find him, thinking that you are the spirit of heaven." disappeared?There will always be traces to be found, just ask slowly.

Standing up, Huang Rong seemed to be able to feel his breath again.

"Ouyang Ke, I'm here. This time, Rong'er will obediently accompany you and never leave you again." Looking at the sunset, she knew that tomorrow, the sky would be filled with bright spring light again.

Quietly, the moon was rising along the sky, walking to a small stream, and she rested by the water.

The night breeze is cool, and there is sadness everywhere.

Under the bright moonlight, the figures in the stream seemed to float with the water.

Sighing, Huang Rong propped her chin and said to herself: "Rong'er has become so depressed, mother must not like it."

Putting her hands on the grass behind her, she half-lyed and looked up at the starry sky, and slowly smiled brightly, "Ronger is good, Ronger wants to be happy, and parents will like it. Ronger is happy and went to find Ouyang Ke, explain clearly first, then ignore him and make him anxious. Hmph, who made him make Rong'er cry all night, so pitiful."

Suddenly, there was a roar in the small woods opposite, "Stop, old beggar!" It woke up the birds in the woods, causing them to scream.

Huang Rong straightened up and looked, and saw a figure swiftly approaching. It was vaguely seen that the figure was wearing gray-green clothes.

In the blink of an eye, the figure reached the stream.

"Qi Gong!" Huang Rong couldn't help calling out when she saw who was coming.

The figure that had passed by Huang Rong and rushed back suddenly paused, and flew back with a "whoosh" before Huang Rong could turn around, his words were full of surprise, "Rong'er, why are you here, Jing'er What? Could it be that you ran out by yourself to find Ouyang Ke?"

Huang Rong jumped over and threw herself into Hong Qi's arms, aggrieved: "Well, Rong'er doesn't want to regret it, so she left Brother Jing and came to find him."

Patting little Rong'er on the head, Hong Qi comforted him: "Rong'er, don't worry, Qi Gong knows where he is, I'll take you to find him, it's better than you just wandering around like a little girl."

Raising her head, Huang Rong's eyes were full of surprise, then her eyes darkened, "Don't lie to Rong'er, Qi Gong, I don't even know where he will go, how will Qi Gong know."

Seeing that she didn't believe her, Hong Qi put her arms around her shoulders and said, "That kid has a bad stomach and wants to make me a beggar. You follow me, afraid that he won't come looking for you?" Having had such a big misunderstanding with Ouyang Ke, now that Xiao Rong'er's little feelings of disappointment surfaced, he really couldn't bear to see Xiao Rong'er unhappy.Alas... When one gets old, one's heart softens.

"...Yes! He works for the Kingdom of Jin, and he is determined to deal with the beggar gang. He will definitely come to Qigong. Then Rong'er will follow you, Qigong, and take good care of you." Huang Rong's eyes It was only then that he was illuminated by the starlight.

Patting her on the shoulder, Hong Qi doted on her and said: "The little girl just likes to coax my old man, what are you talking about serving me? To put it bluntly, is she waiting for that little boy? Sigh, daughter of Dongxie and nephew of Xidu, hehe, no I know what's going to happen in the future."

Just as Huang Rong was about to answer, she saw an extra claw protruding from Hong Qi's back, oh, it was a human hand.

Just now I felt that the somewhat familiar roar came through the air again, with the sound of desperately exhaling, "Old... old beggar! You... if you have the guts, give... stop for me... stop!" It seems that I have been chasing for a long time Yes, now he can't breathe.

Hong Qi let out a long sigh, and was too embarrassed to run away in front of Huang Rong, so he pulled out his ears, turned around and said to the man: "I see, the old beggar is here, are you looking for me to drink...eat vegetables?" Which pot Hong Qi almost wanted to bite his tongue off without opening any pot.

It's good not to mention it, now that Qinglian and Huang Rong are in no mood to say hello.Gritting his teeth with hatred, he opened his throat and shouted: "Old beggar...beggar! You can drink up the wine that old... I have hidden. If I find out, you will... beat me black and blue, you... ...Your conscience has been eaten by a dog?!" How sinful he is, the wine he has treasured for many years has been stolen, it is already tragic enough, and in the end he was caught and beaten badly.

How come Qigong was caught stealing alcohol as a thief and beat the victim?Huang Rong's eyes became brighter and brighter, she really thought this matter was interesting!

Hong Qi swallowed her saliva, and said embarrassedly: "Hey, after all, I'm also an elder, right? I can't be so stingy after drinking your wine." With an embarrassed smile, he patted him on the shoulder to express his comfort.

He cleared his nasal cavity and hummed, ignored him, and continued to breathe calmly.Damn it, chasing after a peerless master is really not a human thing!

Hong Qi had no choice but to continue explaining with a smirk, "Well... By the way, your wine is really good, and the old beggar still remembers it so much. Cough... At that time, the old beggar was really drunk, so he would compete with you when his hands were itchy. It's a bit heavy to start..."

Slapping Hong Qi's hand away, he understood the words that almost came out from between his teeth: "Is that the monk's fault?" It's a bit serious, shouldn't he hit the wall to make an example?

Hong Qi almost bit his own tongue, "Cough, hehe. I understand that you are an abbot anyway, why are you still angry? Isn't the old beggar a long time ago with etiquette, and he insisted on holding on. If I Said, we should have forgotten about this a long time ago, in the future, the old beggar has good food and drink, can you be missing?"

Liao Qing was ungrateful, "If you hadn't said that Lao Shizi, I'm a man who can be made, that beating would have been sacrificing my ten years of cultivation to cleanse me of the scriptures, but I made myself look bad. My son can make up eighteen bronze figures!"

It is true that Hong Qi also felt that he was not authentic when he beat him to the ground, so in front of Zhang Qian, he praised him for his wisdom and talent.Unexpectedly, the former husband gave face so much, and finally passed the seat to Qing, which made his plan of looking for opportunities to return to vulgarity and marry a wife completely bankrupt.It's not that he doesn't know how to praise, it's just that the small temple is dilapidated, and it doesn't do much good to be the presiding abbot, it's exhausting.Otherwise, why didn't the other elders go, and why did Master Zhang in the front insist on him taking over, as if his head had been kicked by a donkey? !He was as firm as his brothers in that life-consuming job - don't do it, don't do it if you're beaten to death!He insisted on not taking the position, and delayed again and again.

Later, it was Hong Qi who attracted the vendetta in the rivers and lakes, spread to the monastery and killed the former Zhang.The temple was in chaos, and for the sake of the overall situation, Hong Qi stretched out his "magic hand" and pushed him to the abbot's point of no return.After the matter subsided, Hong Qi actually slipped away without saying a word.Every time I think of this matter, I can't wait to peel Hong Qi's skin and bones, and then search the Hong family's ancestral grave!

He swung his head arrogantly, cleared the righteousness and said, "Old beggar, this is no longer a personal grievance, but a matter of basic principles of life. Do you think I will disregard principles for mere enjoyment of words, am I such a person?"

The only middleman, Huang Rong, was not familiar with him, so she couldn't judge Qing's character.Let's take a look.

Well, Hong Qi rarely feels sorry for someone, "Then tell me, what should I do? Besides asking me to send you the beggar gang, the old beggar can make compensation according to the situation."

Subject to availability?

Liao Qing shook the corners of her mouth, "Thinking of me, Liao Qing wanted to return to vulgarity and marry a wife, but I was misled by you beggar. My life-long happiness was completely ruined. Now the monk doesn't have any big thoughts, he just wants you Just pass on the Seventeen Dragon Subduing Palms to me."

Others don't know, but Huang Rong knows it very well.With the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, she spent a lot of effort and changed Qi Gong's appetite in various ways, and only then did Qi Gong pass fifteen palms to Guo Jing.Now that it takes seventeen slaps for one mouthful, it seems so difficult, the whole thing is a lack of human heart, she has learned it.

Liaoqing also knew that only the head of the Beggar Clan could learn all the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon. To let the old beggar hand in all of them would be tantamount to usurping his position, and it would be tantamount to handing over the Beggar Clan to him.Moreover, he didn't want to run away and successfully escape from Ascension, only to fall into another fire pit in the blink of an eye.So he spent a lot of effort trying to design the old beggar to pass him seventeen palms, which was just not too much.

In the Beggars' Clan, only once when an elder went to the border in person to repel the golden men who had been entrenched for a long time and tried to sweep the Central Plains with long swords, did he make an exception and pass five palms to the elder who had managed to recover from his injuries.

This requires seventeen palms, it is shameless!Hong Qi cursed secretly, "Isn't it too embarrassing for you to understand? Seventeen palms is not a small amount. The old beggar can only pass you ten palms at most, and the more are gone." Afraid of bargaining, Hong Qi had a face Resolute, he crossed his hands and made a sign of "ten".

Unexpectedly, Qing suddenly smiled, and immediately made a final decision, "Once a man speaks out, it's hard to follow!"

Hong Qi felt that she was at a loss...

He guessed right, and he realized that he did this just to get a slap in the face.Seeing that Hong Qi's resolute expression was indeed the biggest bottom line, he resolutely stopped.

Qing was very satisfied with the result, stretched his neck, and asked kindly: "Where is Miss Rong going, why didn't Brother Guo come with you?"

Huang Rong giggled and replied: "Brother Guo and I broke up in Jicheng. I, um, came here specially to accompany Qigong, to see what the beggar gang meeting is like. It seems that we need to have a companion. If you learn your Seventeen Dragon Subduing Palms, Rong'er will cook delicious food for you and Qigong."

When Liao Qing saw her, she used to call Guo Jing "Brother Guo", and she didn't think there was anything wrong with her calling "Brother Guo" now. .

In this way, the three of them walked together and rushed towards Xiangshan where the beggar gang meeting was about to be held.

If there is anything in the three hundred miles near Jicheng that you must see, it is the biggest event of this year-the beggar gang meeting of the world's number one beggar gang scheduled for February [-]th.Historically, beggar gang meetings have been gatherings of gang members of certain status, launching newcomers to occupy important positions, discussing the tasks of the beggar gang in the new year, and so on.After that, it will be the fifteenth day, and the brothers of the Beggar Clan will sit on the ground, compete in martial arts, draw punches, eat and drink, and it is very lively.At that time, even if you just look at it from a distance, this life will not be in vain.

Almost everyone with some status in the gang rushed to Xiangshan to participate in the annual beggar gang meeting.They are eager to show their faces at the conference and meet the gang leader they admire. If they can get the favor of the gang leader, it will be the blessing of several lifetimes of cultivation.The prestige of the leader is famous all over the world, who doesn't admire him?

On the way, he met disciples of the Beggar Clan everywhere, if Qigong was recognized, he would not be able to rest for half the night.When you arrive at a place, you have to stay for a while, ranging from half a day to at least two days.It is all about listening to the reports of the disciples and explaining some things in the gang. Encouraging newcomers cannot be neglected, and greetings with old friends is also inevitable.Along the way, Qi Gong had many things to do, fortunately with Qing Xiang accompanying him, Huang Rong would not be bored all day long.

Liao Qing is a very nice person, straightforward and jovial, he doesn't look like a Buddhist at all, and he is quite chivalrous, although his martial arts are ordinary, he likes to shout when he sees an injustice, and to take action when he shouldn't.I can't figure it out, he also has some attainments in Buddhism, but he is very impulsive and contradictory. Huang Rong said that she is very confused about this matter.

According to him, he grew up in a Buddhist school, but only read the Diamond Sutra in Buddhist scriptures, because he always felt that if he learned too much about Buddhism, life seemed too boring, so he was still human.So after reading only one classic, other Buddhist works may have something unique, but it is not his understanding after experience, and he will never really understand it after learning it.You have to experience it yourself and realize it yourself, and you are the real Buddha.Otherwise, no matter how reasonable and Zen-like the words are, so what?

He had his own views on Buddhism, and Huang Rong benefited a lot from what he heard. No wonder his former abbot wanted Qing to be the abbot.He may not be erudite, but he understands life very well; he may not be elegant, but he lives frankly.

A clear conscience, open mind, and the luck of a lifetime.In life, the word "openness" is the most rare.

Stop and go, people come and go, and finally arrived at Xiangshan on the tenth day of February.

After entering the newly decorated old temple, a disciple sent a letter, saying that Ouyang Ke, the young master of White Camel Villa, would come to visit during the meeting, and by the way, catch up with the old gang leader.

Hong Qi couldn't help muttering: "What are you talking about, it's a high-sounding one, just say that you came to settle accounts with my old beggar."

Huang Rong ignored the letter, and hurriedly stopped the disciple who delivered the letter and asked, "What is the person who delivered the letter, and where is he now?"

That disciple had long heard people say that the old gang leader brought a young friend who was as beautiful as a fairy up the mountain, and he could cook good dishes. Now that he can see it, it is really radiant, making him dare not look at him closely.When Huang Rong asked, he couldn't help but lower his head, and then he replied in a somewhat helpless way: "The messenger is dressed in white, looks like a girl, speaks like a girl, and even has a string of bells around her waist, it's just... ..." Thinking about it makes me sick, goosebumps almost fall all over the ground.

Seeing that he still wanted to continue talking, Huang Rong interrupted him decisively, and hurriedly asked: "Okay, tell me, where is she now?" She even sent concubine Ji to deliver the letter, where did the other children go?