Ren Pingsheng

Wanyan Kang has always known where the Nine Suns Scripture is, but he has never bothered to look for it, and even almost forgot about such a thing.In his situation, it is unnecessary to go all out to find this martial arts work, it is better to gather a few suitable talents to benefit.Later, I couldn't develop my internal strength, and I didn't even think about it.With the sad crisp breeze, he will have the power to protect himself, let alone need it.

Now this secret book is placed on his desk so boldly, it was sent by Shaolin Temple on its own initiative.

Wan Yankang made a deep expression again, but couldn't help but startled.For a moment, he became suspicious again—the more old, stained, and with many notes written on it, the thicker it would be than a new book.The expansion of this "Langa Sutra" is not very heavy, and it doesn't look like a secret book is hidden inside.

Flipping through two pages, Wanyan Kang was stunned—there really was "Nine Suns Manual" in it.Wan Yankang failed to practice internal skills, but he was full of theoretical knowledge. He could tell at a glance that this was a superior martial art.

Gathering his mind, Wan Yankang said to Wu Ye: "I'm tired these days, you should go and rest, and don't stay too long when you pass by their tents. If you have time, you can also copy the scriptures. Some people worry about it, maybe the old man can recover sooner. Hu Dun sent people, and you picked them up first, and settled them down."

It was the longest thing he had said in days.Seeing that he was thinking clearly, Wu also felt relieved.He was clumsy, he was also worried about Sakhalin, and he didn't know how to persuade Yan Kang, so he put the ink ingot in his hand away, and retreated with his hands down.

After sending everyone away, Wan Yankang picked up his pen and began to silently write the Heart Sutra.The Heart Sutra was memorized when I was with Concubine Li Yuan. The number of words is small, and the memorization is familiar.First write the running script once, then write the script with the left hand and the right hand script.So back and forth, silent several times, the mood gradually calmed down.Just now I put down my pen and picked up the Langa Sutra to read.

The "Nine Suns Manual" is written in the gaps, not every page is scattered, and the number of words is not too many.Wan Yankang fetched the paper, and it took Yu half a day to finish copying it. It looked like it was just two half-thin booklets.After copying, I laughed again: I'm so stupid, what's the use of copying this?I can't practice again, is it because Sahalin is injured, I can't do anything but have to ask for help everywhere, so I'm crazy?

Put the booklet aside, and turn to copy the "Langa Sutra".The content of this scripture is much more than that of the Heart Sutra, and it will not take a day to copy it into a book.Wanyan Kang couldn't concentrate on copying for a while, while copying Buddhist scriptures, he was thinking about "Nine Suns Manual".His memory was already good, and his heart was on it, so he unexpectedly remembered the "Nine Suns Manual" very firmly.

At night, lying on the bed, I unconsciously recalled the scriptures.If it takes several days, after the Buddhist scriptures are copied, the "Nine Suns Manual" will also fall into a dream every night.I dreamed a lot at night, but I woke up in good spirits the next day.On the fifth day, Tejas came down the mountain to pick up Sahalin's change of clothes, and told Wan Yankang: "The old man can already stand up by himself, but he can't walk yet. The abbot master said that he will have to rest for several months. It's a pity that this There isn't much left for a whole body."

Wanyan Kang nodded and said, "Understood."

Tesha grew up with Wan Yankang for nearly ten years, and he thinks he knows him very well.Although Wanyan Kang usually puts on a bit of air outside because of the elite education, he is very mischievous in private, and recently he even considers himself a nephew, which makes people laugh and cry.How can there be a little lively and mischievous look at the moment?Tesha thought it was inappropriate, and thought to himself: If you said you were worried about Master along the way, now that Master is recovering from injury, why is it still not easy?There must be a reason, most likely related to those three gangsters.I only hate that Wu is also an idiot, so he may not know what happened.It was not easy to ask, so I had to take leave of Wanyan Kang and continue to serve Sahalin in the monastery.Before leaving, he reminded him thousands of times: "Wu Ye, you can take good care of the little prince."

Wu Ye said: "Do you also think there is something wrong with the little prince?"

Tescha asked, "Did you find anything?"

Wu Ye shook his head: "I just think it's wrong, I don't know what's wrong..."

Tesha got angry: "You can take good care of the little prince!"

Wu Ye didn't have an idea: how should we look at this?

He is also a down-to-earth person, he couldn't think of an idea, so he used a stupid method, moved a small horse, and guarded Wanyan Kang day and night.Wanyankang lay down at night and found Wu Ye was laying the bed on the ground with the bedroll in his arms. He sighed and said, "What are you doing?" Kang is even less.Wan Yankang said: "I have recorded your name, and you have a military post now, why are you still guarding the night?" Wu also thought about it, but didn't say anything, and actually came over with a bed to prepare the floor.

Wan Yankang was about to ask again, but he heard Ma Yu's voice outside, asking if he had taken a rest.Wan Yankang was surprised, Ma Yu was usually unhurried and very personable, but this time his voice was a little urgent.Wu didn't wait for orders and got up, opened the tent, turned to Wanyan Kang and said: "Little prince, Zhongdu sent someone here."

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In the past few days, Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji felt a little uncomfortable, Hong Qigong didn't know what he was thinking, and kept silent.Wanyan Kang didn't talk to them either, the whole camp was busy doing things, and a courtyard not far away had begun to take shape.

During this period, I sent two or three letters to China, and received a few more letters, exchanging news with the palace.Today during the day, the Zhongdu Palace sent a lot of things over, Hong Chuji and the other three saw it and secretly thought it was extravagant.In the evening, a few prison cars came over. The three of them were armed with martial arts. When they heard the sound was wrong, they went to watch vigilantly.

The righteous men who were arrested by the Beggar Gang came under escort, Hong Qigong went to see the members of the Beggar Gang, and Ma Yu came to say hello to Wan Yankang.Wan Yankang said: "People bring it here to return it." When he put on his shoes and put on a single shirt and went out to look, Hong Qigong's expression was very heavy, and Qiu Chuji's expression was also not good.Members of the Beggar Clan were tortured, their appearance was miserable, when they saw Hong Qigong, they all excitedly shouted: "Master Hong."

Wanyan Kang slightly turned his face to the side, his eyes showed Wu Ye.Wu also had to order to make delivery with the escort officer of the Central Capital, and Wanyan Kang painted the escort.Wu also bowed and led the escort officer to rest in the prepared tent.Wan Yankang nodded slightly, and then someone handed over the wound medicine to Hong Qigong.Seeing this, Wan Yankang didn't stop, but said: "Okay, you take me away. Jianghu is gone."

Qiu Chuji came here not only for the beggar gang's beggars, or for Sakhalin's medical treatment, but also to "lead Yang Tiexin's son back to the right track". Hearing this, he said, "What about you?" He returned to the account to rest.Ma Yu stretched out his hand to hold Qiu Chuji, and said in a low voice, "Now is not the time to talk, just look at the wounds of these righteous men."

After everyone wrapped up their wounds, they told about what had happened and scolded Wanyan Kang: "Use dirty tricks." In the Jianghu, drugging, incense, and lime are all low-level hooligan tricks.He also said that it was the gang leader who was so powerful that he restrained the little golden dog and rescued them.

Hong Qigong said: "Okay, fortunately everyone is safe, we will leave tomorrow." He sighed and left the tent.Qiu and Ma followed and Ma Yu asked, "What's your plan, senior?" Hong Qigong didn't answer, but instead asked, "What about you? I think he doesn't like to talk to you." Qiu Chuji said, "That can't be done either." Then let him work for the tiger and kill the righteous." Hong Qigong said: "Let me go and ask." He has already seen that Wanyan Kang is extremely resistant to Qiu and Ma, but he can answer a few words to himself.He also felt that Wanyan Kang wasn't bad at all, anyone who was put in that position would have to be in a daze for two days, so it's better to ask him what he thinks.

In Wanyankang's tent, Wu Ye was spreading the floor again. Wanyankang was wearing a white silk dress, standing barefoot on the carpet, looking at him expressionlessly.Wu Ye braced himself and was still squatting on the ground. When he saw Hong Qigong approaching, he turned his head and looked up, with a little gratitude in his eyes.Wanyan Daokang: "I still have something to do, you can go down and rest."

Wu Ye: ...

Wu also hugged the quilt and walked away depressed.

Hong Qigong slammed into the top chair, took a sip of wine with a gourd, and said: "The person has arrived, it's all trauma, and it can be healed. You... hey... what Qiu Chuji said , what do you think?" Wanyan Kang stood still, and when he finished speaking, he said softly, "He's taking too much care." You mother and child should be taken away."

Wanyan Kang said: "Don't worry about it."

Hong Qigong said: "How can I feel at ease if I don't hear or ask?"

Wan Yankang said indifferently: "What are you doing to me? I let these people go because I think they have done something practical, no matter whether they are enemies or hate me. I am not the same as you." Hong Qi Gongdao: "You are originally from the Song Dynasty, if your mother hadn't remarried, you..."

Wan Yankang's voice became cold: "Parents are short-tempered, it's not suitable for you to pay attention to it, and I don't want to pay attention to it." Hong Qigong said: "Without this matter, you don't know me as an old beggar, just treat me as a passerby. Even if you are unwilling, you should distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil. I know you have kind thoughts in your heart, otherwise you would not let my Beggar Sect disciples go, let alone spare our lives. Qiu Chuji is impatient, and you know he is a good person, otherwise Wouldn't deal with him like that, would you?"

Wan Yankang said: "You are in line with my temperament, so I will answer you - no."

Hong Qigong thought he was being stubborn, so he asked briskly: "Then are you free?"

"No," Wanyan Kang said honestly, "Because I couldn't beat him before."

"Can you fight now?" Hong Qigong was shocked, under a dozen large butter candles, he looked at Yan Kang carefully, and found that he was still fourteen or five years old, and he did not have superb martial arts.

"You have fallen too," Wan Yankang said as if he knew what Hong Qigong was talking about, "I am not from the Jianghu, and I will never abide by the rules of the Jianghu." So there is no pressure to use the sad crisp breeze .

Hong Qigong said: "What's your reasoning?"