The Record of Righteousness

After leaving Qingping County for dozens of miles, Wang Qing walked anonymously in the deep mountains and forests, wearing a bamboo hat.

The mountain forest here is called Savage Mountain.

The locals claim that savages often come out to rob the merchants.

Therefore, the caravan passing by here will definitely spend money to hire a large number of guards, and will also give some money to the locals to serve as guides.

Wang Qing scoffed at these claims.

Hey, savages, can savages stop my martial arts?

Wang Qing has not been slacking off in the past ten days. Whenever he has time, he will practice Qi and nourish his Dantian and practice martial arts.

After these days of practice, the innate true energy in Wang Qing's body has become stronger, and he can use it more skillfully and smoothly. Combined with his martial arts, he has considerable power.

While staying at some small inns, he heard from business travelers that there was a famine in Dengzhou Prefecture and many people died. The imperial court sent people to recruit troops and officials there.

Use this method to alleviate natural and man-made disasters.

Wang Qing couldn't help but move when he heard this. Now that he has become a disabled person, what's wrong with applying for an internal official?

And the top priority is to leave Qingping County, and it is more appropriate to go to Jinan Prefecture.

Wang Qing was walking on a path in the forest. This path was quite muddy and surrounded by mountains and forests on both sides. His breathing felt smooth and fresh, which made him feel good.

"Swift..."

The bushes on both sides swayed by, and a figure seemed to flash past behind them.

Wang Qing remained calm, pretending not to notice, and still strode forward. He just smiled slightly and said to himself:

"interesting."

He knew that this trip must have been targeted by strong men. The deep mountains and old forests here were really the best choice for murder and arson. How could there be just a few robbers?

It is not certain who is the tiger and who is the sheep.

Wang Qing leisurely found a clean and cool open space, and was about to sit down and take a rest and eat a few mouthfuls of dry food.

Several black shadows suddenly emerged from the woods and bushes.

They held bright machetes and surrounded Wang Qing like wolves and tigers.

The leader was a man with a scar on his face.

The scar-faced man pointed the big knife at Wang Qing and laughed:

"Boy, if you are sensible, please hand over all your belongings to me, so that you can save yourself some pain before you die!"

Wang Qing glanced at it, patted his butt and stood up.

"It turned out to be a few rabble. I thought I wanted to play with you for a while longer."

Wang Qing's disdainful expression angered the scarred face.

Scarface laughed angrily and shouted:

"He's so arrogant, brothers, come on, chop him to death first!"

Several gangster boys responded and waved at Wang Qing's head with machetes in hand.

Wang Qing snorted coldly, and heard the sound of several blades piercing the air. He moved lightly and easily avoided the slashes of his younger brothers.

Using the palms as weapons and the legs as weapons, the Qi and shape are in harmony, and the innate true Qi overflows and gathers in the palms.

kill! ! !

The younger brother in front was caught off guard.

Wang Qing hit his head with a powerful palm, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was beaten to death by Wang Qing in the blink of an eye.

The blade was thrown into the air, and Wang Qing held it in an instant.

Wang Qing turned around and blocked the incoming blade with his blade.

"Zheng!"

The other palm was filled with real energy, and the blade of the blade flew away from the bandit's blade in front of him.

Before he could stand still, a palm technique containing internal power hit his chest.

The bandit spurted out a mouthful of blood, tilted his head and fell to the ground, dead.

With the blade in hand, he could kill people more efficiently, and his ghostly figure killed two more people in a row.

The remaining bandit boys were frightened and their blades were trembling slightly. They had encountered a lot of trouble today.

"Young hero, please spare your life."

"Grandpa, I was wrong when I was young. Please let me go."

"Young hero, please spare your life..."

"We are all poor people who were forced to become bandits. Young hero, please spare us..."

The remaining bandits were trembling. They were frightened by the martial arts masters in front of them. They were crying with snot and tears, begging Wang Qing to let them go.

But the knives in their hands were still tightly held in their hands.

They are bandits who lick blood all year round. While begging for mercy, they are always ready to kill them all.

The people they robbed all year round were ordinary people, and those people would choose to break the bank to avoid disaster. Those who obediently paid the money were also let go.

But I never thought that I would be kicked on the iron plate today.

"A few useless pieces of trash!"

Scarface scolded sullenly at the side. He could also tell that Wang Qing was a warrior, and a warrior with legendary inner strength.

He couldn't afford to mess with this kind of existence, and he said in his heart that he was finished. He had stolen the chicken but lost the rice, and he had lost several brothers.

In fact, he also wanted to beg for mercy and let Wang Qing let them go.

But he is the third boss of Savage Mountain. Where will he lose his face after begging for mercy so easily?

When the third leader was in a dilemma, Wang Qing spoke:

"I am from a sect nearby. I heard from my old master that there are bandits here that are harming the village. I was asked to come here to eliminate the harm for the people. It is also a training for me."

The Third Master tried his best to put on a friendly smile and explained kindly:

"Young hero, we bandits in Savage Mountain never harm the people, we just pick some silver flowers from passing business travelers.

We basically won't kill anyone, and anyone who pays can basically pass by us.

Young hero, we were all poor people originally, but it was only when the government forced the people to rebel that we became these barbarian thieves. We had no choice but to do so! "

After listening to the explanation of the Third Master, Wang Qing looked regretful and tried to act compassionate:

"Alas, you all turned out to be miserable people."

A group of bandits echoed:

"Young man, yes, we all turned out to be miserable people, please let us go!"

"Yes, we rarely kill people, it's just that the officials forced the people to rebel..."

Wang Qing covered his head with a helpless and regretful look:

"I have wronged you all, my master told me not to kill, and to treat all things with compassion."

"Today I have killed, it's really a sin, everyone, I really let you down!"

The remaining bandits looked at each other and were very happy.

After a long time, it turned out that this guy was a fool.

This fool was fooled by a few words, and he couldn't kill. He was really young and didn't understand the dangers of the world.

The third in command said cautiously:

"Young man, then... can we leave now?"

"Well, go ahead. It's a sin to kill again today."

Just as the bandits followed the third in command and took two steps to escape, Wang Qing's voice came from behind:

"By the way, can you all throw away your weapons, put down your butcher knives, and become a Buddha right here.

Even if you don't kill people, it's not good to be a bandit all the time. Put down your weapons to show your sincerity, and you can leave without worry."

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