Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 718: It takes time to see people’s hearts

As soon as Yang Yuan stepped through the Moon Gate, he saw Fan Qing beating Yang Liangao.

Fan Qing knew that this "Yang Yuan" was proficient in Tantric martial arts, and Tantric martial arts especially emphasized the refinement of Qi and blood, so his ability to withstand blows was very strong.

Therefore, she succeeded in one move and did not give Yang Liangao any chance to breathe.

A little nun grabbed a big man's ankle with one hand, swung him and slammed him to the ground, causing the ground to shake.

After being thrown down for more than ten times, even if Yang Liangao had some amazing Tantric Qigong, his power had been dispersed and he could not circulate his Qi. Only then did Fan Qing stop.

Yang Liangao was indeed dizzy and had no strength to fight back.

"Don't move. I'm not here to take your life."

Fan Qing tapped the still dizzy Yang Liangao on the shoulder with his vajra, then took out a bundle of ropes from his arms.

It was a rope made of metal threads, strong enough to tie up an expert.

Just as Fan Qing was about to tie up "Yang Yuan", he suddenly sensed someone approaching. He stopped in a hurry and grabbed the vajra in his hand.

"Little nun, don't be afraid, it's me!"

Yang Yuan came running over happily.

When Fan Qing saw that it was him, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but then he raised his beautiful eyebrows and glared at him in reproach.

"I told you to leave, but you won't listen!"

Yang Yuan found it funny when he heard her old-fashioned tone.

Little did people know that Fan Qing was of too high a generation, and had been raised by a 100-year-old nun, so naturally his tone of voice was a little strange.

"I am worried about your safety, so I want to go with you."

Fan Qing felt warm at heart after hearing this, and handed the rope to him: "Here, tie up Yang Yuan, and we will take him away immediately."

"okay!"

Yang Yuan readily agreed and stretched out his hands to take the rope.

As soon as Yang Yuan's fingertips touched the rope, he suddenly slid forward like a snake.

Wrist wrapping, elbow locking, arm twisting, shoulder twisting...

Because Fan Qing's martial arts skills were higher than Yang Yuan's, Yang Yuan really didn't dare to be careless. This attack was like a lion fighting a rabbit, and he put all his strength into it.

He used both hands to grab Fan Qing and strangle him tightly.

In order to prevent Fan Qing from raising her knee to kick her crotch, twisting her hips to hit her abdomen, or raising her elbows to hit back, Yang Yuan stuck closely to her, leaving her no room to exert force.

Fan Qing is petite, but Yang Yuan is tall, so it seems as if he is covering Fan Qing completely in his arms.

So, the little white rabbit was really captured.

"You...what do you do?"

Fan Qing was locked tightly by Yang Yuan's joint technique. He knew he couldn't break free, so he didn't make any futile struggle.

She looked at Yang Yuan in disbelief with her cute big eyes, not understanding why such a righteous chivalrous man like "Yuan Sanyang" would suddenly attack her.

What shocked her even more was that she didn't feel that "Yuan Sanyang" had any hostility towards her at all.

Even if this person moved too quickly and she didn't have time to sense Yuan Sanyang's hostility, she shouldn't have been unable to sense it until he was captured.

How is this going?

Yang Yuan said: "Let the little nun know that you... caught... um, you hit the wrong person."

Yang Liangao, with a bruised face and nose, disheveled hair, and covered in grass stems and dirt, sat on the ground with his eyes wide open and circles rolling in his eyes.

"Did they catch the wrong person? He's not Yang Yuan?"

"no!"

"Ah! Then I know. He is Yang Yuan's great-nephew."

"Well, that's not the case."

"Ok?"

Fan Qing raised his head and glanced at Yang Yuan in confusion.

Yang Yuan said: "He is just a guest living here, and his last name also happens to be Yang."

"I really caught... the wrong person? But if you want to stop me, you don't have to capture me, right?"

Fan Qing seemed to understand why "Yuan Sanyang" attacked her but she did not sense any malicious intent.

It turns out that "Yuan Sanyang" just wanted to stop her from hurting others.

Then just explain it clearly, there is no need to resort to such means.

I have been cultivating my character in Mount Emei since I was young. I am sensible and gentle. I am also a monk who does not like to use violence. Why are you so rude to me? You twisted my arm and it hurt.

Fan Qing complained in his heart, feeling a little aggrieved.

Seeing Fan Qing's accusing eyes, Yang Yuan's mouth twitched: "I have to capture you, little nun."

As Yang Yuan spoke, he quickly freed one hand, hung the rope made of twisted metal wire around Fan Qing's neck, and then wrapped it around Fan Qing's neck.

As Yang Yuan started to act, he said, "Because I am the Yang Yuan you wanted to take to the mountain and shave my head."

"What, you are the dog official Yang Yuan?"

"Then look, little nun, put the three characters 'Yuan San Yang' in reverse order and see how they play out."

"Yuan Sanyang, Yang Sanyuan, Yang...Yuan?"

"Congratulations, you got it!"

Yang Yuan used Fan Qing's rope to tie Fan Qing tightly.

……

"Cousin, what's wrong with you? I just went to look at the house. It's only been a short while. Why are you..."

"His."

The wet towel in Dao Feifei's hand touched the painful black and blue spot on Yang Liangao's face, causing him to cry out in pain.

Dao Feifei hurriedly reduced her strength and became more gentle.

Yang Liangao had a smile on his face and looked very happy.

"Haha, ss, it's nothing. The one who attacked me was the little nun from Mount Emei who was staying in the temple and had extraordinary martial arts skills."

"Is it her? How could she be so mean? A monk would hold a grudge like this and chase people here to beat them up."

"No, no, no, cousin, she didn't come for me. She wanted to kill Yang Yuan."

Yang Liangao's eyes sparkled: "Cousin, I, your cousin, actually saved Yang Yuan from a disaster.

Yang Fushuai, I now owe your cousin a big favor."

...In the study, the little nun Fanqing, who was tied up, stood there with her back straight, like a brave and unyielding heroine.

Yang Yuan thought that her standing posture was quite good, with her beautiful curves like an inverted jade bowl, which was quite pleasing to the eye.

"You bastard! I am blind and have no vision. Now that I have fallen into your hands, I have nothing to say.

If you want to kill me, then kill me. If you want to chop me up, then chop me up. No need to say more."

"really?"

"really!"

"Well, you have assassinated an important official of the imperial court. Your crime is unforgivable. Tomorrow, I will take you to the streets of Nanzheng and execute you by crucifixion."

Fan Qing was confused for a moment, and humbly asked, "What is crucifixion?"

Yang Yuan said: "First I will feed you a bowl of ginseng soup to keep you alive. Then I will cut off all your flesh with a knife and remove your bones. When all your limbs are broken and you become a human pig, I will cut off your head."

Upon hearing about such torture, which was just like the Avici Hell, the little nun Fanqing's face turned pale.

However, she changed her mind and realized that although she could not break free from the five metal ropes, she could commit suicide by using her internal energy to crush her lungs.

A hint of pride appeared on her face again.

Fan Qing raised her chin proudly: "I won't let you have your way. Even though you have tied me up, I can still free myself."

Yang Yuan said calmly: "I haven't finished yet. If you dare to commit suicide, I will strip you naked and hang your body at the city gate for travelers and merchants to see."

Fan Qing's color finally changed. Even though she didn't understand worldly affairs, she knew that this was a great humiliation that would make people unable to rest in peace even after death.

Fan Qing had already gathered the energy from his Dantian and was about to use his internal energy to reverse the flow of his energy cleanly and neatly, but upon hearing the threat, he immediately lost the courage to commit suicide.

"You...you, you are a minister of the court. It's fine if you want to kill me, but how can you bully me like this?"

There was already a layer of tears in Fan Qing's eyes.

Originally, she was very attracted by Yang Yuan's looks, but now she just felt that he was hateful, extremely hateful.

How can a person be so bad!

Yang Yuan said lazily: "Don't worry, I haven't finished yet."

Fan Qing collapsed and shouted, "What else do you want?"

Yang Yuan said slowly: "Killing an official is like rebelling, let alone an official as high as me.

Therefore, I will mobilize a group of soldiers and rush to Pengzhou at night to kill all the hundreds of people in the Wu family."

"What?" The little nun Fan Qing was stunned by fear. She finally felt scared.

"I am responsible for my own actions!"

"You don't deserve it. The imperial court has a crime of punishing relatives."

"you……"

"It's not over yet. Next, this group of people will continue to move south and attack the Fuhu Temple in Emei.

The abbot of Fuhu Temple's junior sister is actually a traitor, so Fuhu Temple must be a den of thieves."

Yang Yuan smiled sinisterly: "So, my troops will burn Fuhu Temple to the ground, and kill all the nuns in Fuhu Temple."

Fan Qing could no longer be so majestic, he was shaking with fear, his teeth chattering: "You, you, you can't do this."

"Of course, I am the lord of Tongchuan and Lizhong."

Yang Yuan leaned forward slightly, stared at Fan Qing, and asked slowly: "Tell me, do I have such power?"

Fan Qing looked at Yang Yuan in horror. He was terrified when he thought of the terrible consequences he described.

However, Yang Yuan, this corrupt official, is so vicious, why can't she sense any ill intention from him?

Could it be that this dog official has the ability to block her from spying?

"You...what do you want in order to let the Wu family and Fuhu Temple go?"

Perhaps because he has been practicing since childhood, Fan Qing doesn't care much about his own life and death.

Therefore, she was not afraid even when Yang Yuan threatened her with crucifixion.

She even felt proud of herself for thinking of a way to break the situation by committing suicide immediately.

However, if she implicated the Wu family and her master, she would be committing a serious sin.

She didn't care about her own life or death, but she couldn't ask the Wu family and the entire Fuhu Temple to accept death calmly because of her.

"It's not that I can't let them go, or even... let you go."

Yang Yuan stared at Fan Qing and said, "Today, if it wasn't for you, Little Nun Fan Qing, finding the wrong person, I would be in danger.

This has given me a reminder.”

Yang Yuan stroked his chin and smiled like a treacherous minister: "After this, if there are any strange people in the martial arts world who come to trouble me again, what should I do?"

"So, I want you to..."

Yang Yuan leaned forward again: "I want you to agree to be my bodyguard and protect my safety.

The time limit is three years. After three years, this account between us will be written off.

Little Master, what do you think?

Fan Qing bit his lower lip, feeling very upset.

I came here today to take care of this big devil, why has he become like this now?

"Don't agree? Then I will mobilize the troops right away..."

"Wait a minute! I...I promise you!"

Fan Qing's eyes turned red. "I agree to be your bodyguard for three years. However, I will only protect you from being hurt. I will never follow your orders and do anything that is harmful to the world."

Yang Yuan smiled: "Of course, but being a bodyguard requires awareness of being a bodyguard. As long as the order is not against the will of heaven and earth, you must obey it."

Fan Qing raised his chin stubbornly, trying hard not to let his tears flow down: "Okay!"

Yang Yuan stood up with a smile, walked behind Fan Qing and began to untie the rope for her.

"Don't break your promise, little nun. I have issued a secret order regarding your crime and my verdict, and have sent it to the various military commanders in Lizhong and Tongchuan.

If anything happens to me, it will be your fault, Little Nun Fanqing. Then both the Wu family and Fuhu Temple will disappear."

The metal rope fell to the ground.

"Then, from today on, you will live in this mansion and protect me."

Yang Yuan touched Fan Qing's bald head, as kindly as a teacher who was touching the head of his most admired class representative with satisfaction.

"Tomorrow morning, I will go to the city to review the troops. Remember, don't be late."

(End of this chapter)