Chapter 4 Hero saves beauty
Chapter 4 Hero saves beauty
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was setting.
The gurgling mountain stream sounds like pleasant music.
The two iron swords were swung, destroying all the flowers, plants and trees along the way.
"Brother, there is obviously a way, why do we have to go through the trouble of cutting these things?"
"You have only been a disciple for half a month. You don't know the rules of our Songshan Sect."
As he spoke, the sword in his hand kept shaking, and a morning glory vine in full bloom was immediately broken into two pieces.
"My trick is called 'Leave a trace after the event'. If Master Ding comes after us personally, he can see the result of our hard work."
"Brother, you are so smart! It's a pity for you to be an ordinary disciple with your great wisdom. I think you are more than qualified to be a deacon."
The pockmarked man was happy and showed off intentionally: "Think about it, even Master Fei returned empty-handed. If we really meet Wu Lianjiang, what use will you and I be? The Flying Cloud Divine Ape is not just a figment of our imagination. Just search the forest ahead and go back to report."
Both of them were wearing light red coats, holding long swords and had an iron whistle tied around their necks.
After Fei Bin escaped with serious injuries, Zuo Lengchan immediately sent Ding Mian, the leader of the Thirteen Guardians of Songshan, to lead a team to hunt him down. Ding Mian arranged for his disciples to work in pairs to search the mountains and forests. Once they found any trace of Wu Lianjiang, they would immediately blow the iron whistle to form a siege.
"Brother, after annihilating Yunshuitang this time, our Five Mountains Sword Sect should be famous in the martial arts world."
"Humph, they call themselves the Five Mountains Sword Sect, but they still rely on us Songshan disciples to bleed in front."
"Let's not talk about the group of nuns from Hengshan. Taoist Priest Tianmen from Taishan at least brought 200 people with him. Liu Zhengfeng from Hengshan crossed the river to the north to provide assistance, but he only brought more than 60 skilled fighters. It's understandable that he did that."
"But the head of Huashan Yue, who is also known as the 'Gentleman Sword', brought only five or six disciples to the meeting. He has the nerve to be on par with the heads of the four sects."
The man in hemp clothes commented on the Five Mountains Sword Sects with high spirits and vigor, just like the leader of an alliance.
The head of Songshan is the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect Alliance, and his disciples are somewhat arrogant in front of the other four sects.
"Hehe, those nuns in the Baiyun Temple on Hengshan Mountain are really pretty, and quite attractive. If they were to dress up in silks, satins, rouge and powder, they would definitely be as pretty as the top prostitutes in brothels."
The Songshan disciple walking in front was about 20 years old, fat, with acne on the tip of his nose, and ugly. When he talked about the nun from Hengshan, his words were frivolous and there was no respect at all.
The pockmarked man was shocked and said, "Junior brother, I never thought you had such a hidden hobby and were interested in Master Dingyi. Amazing, amazing, I am not as good as you."
The fat man said dissatisfiedly: "Brother, why do you have to tease me on purpose? When the five sects met, you kept glancing at those two young nuns Yiqing and Yixiu. Did you think I didn't see it?"
"Alas, you only see one side of the story. I only looked at her for a few times, and Hengshan Dingyi's eyes bulged. If the headmaster hadn't been there, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to protect my eyes. Tell me, I didn't look at her, so why was she angry?"
The fat man smiled evilly and said, "Perhaps Master Dingyi is angry that Senior Brother doesn't look at her?"
The pockmarked man smiled and gave a thumbs up: "Junior brother has been at the foot of the mountain for a long time, has experience, and knows women's hearts well."
The two walked and laughed for a few miles, and suddenly they saw a bamboo forest surrounded by bamboo forest, behind which was a ruined Guanyin Temple.
The fat man quickly stopped, took a few steps back, and hugged his senior brother in front of him.
"Wu Lianjiang is not hiding in the nunnery, is he?"
"Look at your cowardice. They are all nun-like. Where is your courage when you secretly watched the nun in Baiyun Nunnery?"
The fat man took the opportunity to instigate, "Then you go in, and I'll stay here to keep watch?"
The pockmarked man was slightly stunned, and could only say, "I'll go if I want."
The fat man hid behind a rock and observed secretly, deciding to run away immediately if anything went wrong.
The man with the pockmarked face felt uneasy, but didn't want to embarrass himself in front of his fellow apprentice. He looked back every few steps and finally arrived in front of the Guanyin Temple.
"May the Great Emperor Chongsheng bless me, may the Great Emperor Chongsheng bless me, there is no one in the temple, there is no one in the temple." The temple was shaded by bamboo forests and it was dimly lit inside. He just stepped over the threshold and suddenly saw a fire that had been extinguished not long ago.
There is someone in the nunnery!
He was so frightened that his soul left his body. He turned around and ran, tripping over the threshold and even dropping the iron sword in his hand.
The pockmarked man ran seven or eight meters out of the door and saw no one chasing him. He looked back and saw a young woman in a green dress lying on the ground in the nunnery. She seemed to be tied up and was struggling to ask him for help.
"A woman? There is a woman in this dilapidated temple deep in the mountains. Could it be that the Great Emperor Chongsheng has appeared?"
The pockmarked man stopped and turned back to greet his fellow apprentice, but saw a figure that had already run half a mile away. He hurriedly ran up and called out to the fat man.
"What a pretty chick."
They walked into the Guanyin Temple and were immediately struck by the beauty they saw Yue Lingshan.
Yue Lingshan saw how the two men were dressed, wearing red clothes and carrying iron swords, and looked a bit like disciples of Songshan. She was overjoyed, and struggled to get up while making a "mumble" sound.
Seeing this, the pockmarked man reached out and took out the cloth ball stuffed in her mouth.
Yue Lingshan took a few breaths and asked happily, "You two are brothers from the Songshan Sect, right?"
The fat man didn't answer, but just smiled and asked: "Why is the girl here?"
"I am Yue Lingshan, the daughter of the head of Mount Hua. I was captured by the Demon Cult and brought here. I will report this to my father and will thank you both profusely for saving my life."
The pockmarked man asked, "Demon Cult? But Wu Lianjiang?"
"No, that person should have escaped." Yue Lingshan thought of the little thief and didn't want to say more.
The fat man felt relieved, but an evil thought came to his mind. He looked at the man with the pockmarked face, and the two of them looked at each other and knew what the other was thinking.
They were only low-level disciples in Songshan Sect and had not been disciples for long. Women of noble status like the daughter of the head of the Five Mountains Sword Sect were so different from them that they usually did not dare to look them in the eye.
Besides, besides, the woman in front of me is so beautiful.
Her eyebrows are dark blue, her eyes are watery, her waist is slender and can be held in the hand. She has the temperament of a lady from a noble family, and also has a bit of the chivalrous spirit of a man of the rivers and lakes, which makes people want to desecrate her.
Some thoughts, once they arise, are like wildfires in autumn, and can never be extinguished. Even if you know that they will eventually turn to ashes, you still have to follow your heart and seek a moment of happiness.
That is why Buddhists say that when a thought arises, a thousand fears arise.
The fat man swallowed his saliva and said with a smile: "Repay? How does Miss Yue plan to repay us brothers?"
"I asked my father to give more gold and silver to the two brothers."
The fat man laughed and said, "Compared to the grace of saving my life, gold and silver are like dirt, what's the point of talking about it?"
"Then send a plaque and banner to Songshan to make the two brothers famous?"
The fat man still smiled and said, "Fame is like a floating cloud, just a burden, not even as good as gold or silver."
Yue Lingshan was a smart person. Seeing that the two men did not untie the ropes for her immediately, and even looked wretched and stared at her while swallowing her saliva, she thought to herself that something was not good. She had just escaped from the devil's hands, but fell into the tiger's mouth again.
She raised the stakes: "How about you choose the martial arts books on Mount Huashan?"
The pockmarked man grinned and said, "Martial arts books are good, but they can't be mastered overnight. We brothers can't stand any hardship."
Yue Lingshan panicked: "So what do you want?"
(End of this chapter)