The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 4: Mo Laodao
Huh, after making sure that the other party had gone far away, Fang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. It seemed that he had heard something he shouldn't have heard.

This is the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes. When it comes to the so-called Gang Leader Hong, the first person that comes to mind must be Hong Qigong. Assuming that it is him, the person who calls him Gang Leader must be from the Beggars' Sect.

During the Southern Song Dynasty, the Beggars' Gang's headquarters was located on Junshan Island in Dongting Lake, Hunan. Its sphere of influence extended beyond Hunan to include Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Hubei and other places. It had over 10,000 members and was truly the largest gang in the world.

Gushan County belongs to Zhejiang Province, so there must be a branch of the Beggars' Gang here. It is very normal for Hong Qigong to appear in Gushan when he inspects the gang members on weekdays.

But it is not difficult to see from the conversation between the two that they are doing something that they don't want Hong Qigong to know, and it is obviously not a good thing.

The Beggars' Gang has a long history of being a mixed bag of good and bad. In The Legend of the Condor Heroes, it is divided into the Clean Clothes Faction and the Dirty Clothes Faction, which are in deep conflict with each other. This gang is at the bottom of society and has no strict management system. There are too many dirty things that are done in private that cannot be seen in public.

So you should never regard the Beggars' Sect as a simple reputable and upright sect. In fact, apart from the Beggars' Sect in Jin Yong's novels, there are not many stories that say good things about the Beggars' Sect.

Hong Qigong himself is undoubtedly a great hero, the number one chivalrous man in The Legend of the Condor Heroes, but his management ability is really average. He is unable to resolve the conflict between the clean clothes faction and the dirty clothes faction. He can only wear clean clothes for half a year and dirty clothes for half a year to show fairness. It is natural for these juniors below to want to deceive him when they do bad things.

As for the Qingyu Temple and the goods they wanted, the two of them were vague and evasive just now. There must be something wrong, but Fang Xiu was too lazy to pay attention to it at the moment.

The so-called Northern Beggars and the so-called largest gang had nothing to do with a little cripple like him. He only wanted to wait until his leg injury healed and then take Mo Laodao and A Ku back to Wujiaopo.

After Fang Xiu learned about his life experience these days, he had already figured out what to do next.

From Wu Mianfeng's memory, the Wu family of Wujiaopo was located in Gusu City, which is Suzhou, and was also a powerful family in the local area.

According to later analysis of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Taohua Island is actually one of the islands of the Zhoushan Archipelago, and Changguo County is actually the Zhoushan County of later generations.

It is more than 500 miles from Changguo County to Gusu City, which is not far away. As long as Fang Xiu's legs and feet recover to normal, it is completely feasible to return to his hometown.

The family is quite powerful, united and friendly. It is located in the fertile land of Suzhou and faces the rich land of Taihu Lake. With such a background, what is there to be dissatisfied with?

Wu Mianfeng in the original novel should have died early and had no chance to go home, but Fang Xiu had made up his mind early on that as long as he recovered from his injuries, he would return to Gusu to become a rich man and live a peaceful life. Fighting for supremacy in the martial arts world and taking revenge had nothing to do with him.

Even if the Southern Song Dynasty perished, that would be several decades later, and Fang Xiu would have plenty of opportunities to keep himself safe.

Thinking of this, he immediately decided to stay away from the Beggar Gang disciples to avoid getting into trouble.

Fang Xiu did not forget the meat buns that Ah Ku had been longing for. He bought five, wrapped them in lotus leaves, and stuffed them into his arms. He then walked towards the abandoned house in the west of the city with his crutches.

When they returned to the abandoned house, Taoist Mo had also returned. He had picked a lot of herbs and was fanning the fire while boiling medicine for A Ku in a clay pot. He was short and as thin as a monkey. He was wearing a tattered Taoist robe of an unrecognizable color. He had a hunched body, a slightly hunched back, and a face full of wrinkles.

When Fang Xiu first met him, he thought that Taoist Mo was at least sixty or seventy years old. Who would have thought that he was not even fifty, and only a few years older than himself in his previous life.

Apart from begging for food every day, this old man would just shake his head while holding a tattered book. He was a bit slick and didn't care about anything that didn't concern him. If it weren't for A Ku, he would never have saved Fang Xiu. However, Fang Xiu was still grateful to him.

At this time, A Ku had already woken up. Fang Xiu ignored Mo Laodao and came to A Ku first. He took out the meat bun in his arms and handed it to A Ku.

As soon as Ah Ku smelled the fragrance of the meat buns, her originally thin and unrecognizable face instantly became lively. She sniffed them greedily a few times, her big eyes blinking.

"Brother Fang, is this really a meat bun? Is it for me?"

"Of course it's for you. Haven't you been craving it for a long time? I got a few copper coins today and bought it for you right away. You'll get better soon after eating it."

Ah Ku took it with his reed-like hands. Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, he asked cautiously, "Brother Fang, do you have any buns? Does Grandpa have any too?"

"Of course there are some, brother. Your grandfather is a Taoist priest and cannot eat meat. Don't pay attention to him. These buns are all ours."

Taoist Mo standing next to him couldn't take his eyes off Baozi ever since he saw him. When he heard Fang Xiu's words, he rolled his eyes and started cursing.

"You are such a heartless boy. If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago. Who said I don't eat meat?"

"You keep saying things like 'Quanzhen' or 'Zhenzhen' all the time. Don't think I don't know that Quanzhen Sect strictly forbids eating meat. Old Taoist priest, if you break the rules for a few buns, I will definitely look down on you."

"The Taoist priest is reciting the line 'Who observes the world and myself? What is distant and what is close? Adhere to the Tao for a complete life, do good and preserve the truth.' This line is from the 'Taishang Laojun Neiguan Jing' (Inner Contemplation Sutra), which has similarities to the teachings of Quanzhen Taoism. However, the Taoist priest is not from Quanzhen Taoism. I practice the Nanhua Zhenjing (Southern Flower Sutra), which is in the lineage of Zhuangzi.

My lineage emphasizes the proper control of the six desires. Satisfying the desire for food is also justified. Human nature is genuine, and there is no need to force restraint."

When Fang Xiu heard Taoist Mo showing off his knowledge, he knew that he knew nothing about these Taoist classics and would definitely not be able to win the argument with Taoist Mo, but he still couldn't help but use what he had heard from others to retort.

"I thought you meant 'maintaining one's integrity and not burdening one's form with material things'. You act like one who is completely true to oneself."

When Old Man Mo heard his words, he rarely shifted his gaze from the buns to Fang Xiu's face and said with interest.

"You know Quan Xing, that's good. Unfortunately, the Quan Xing Taoist sect has disappeared since the Western Han Dynasty, and people have many misunderstandings about it. It's rare that you know this name.

Bring it to you."

Before he finished speaking, Taoist Mo snatched two buns from Fang Xiu's hand. Fang Xiu was too lazy to argue with him. He thought it was good enough to have one bun.

After Ah Ku finished eating the buns, the medicine was ready after a while. Fang Xiu carefully fed him the medicine. After eating the meat buns, Ah Ku finally stopped complaining that the medicine was bitter. He became energetic and lay on the haystack, grinning foolishly.

It was already dark at this time. Taoist Mo was roasting by the fire. Seeing Ah Ku happy, he rarely showed concern for him.

"You are well-educated, handsome, smart, and humble. You are a rare talent.

I don't ask what kind of hardship you have suffered. In short, we are all miserable people. But your leg is broken after all. Although I used some herbal medicine to reduce swelling and relieve pain, it is inevitable that you will not be able to use your strength. You are destined to be a lame man. What a pity.

Why don't you take me as your master? My lineage needs a successor. I'm about to die, and who knows how long I'll live. You can also take care of Ah Ku in the future."

Fang Xiu was lying on a pile of dry grass, staring at the roof in a daze. He laughed when he heard his words.

"Do you want to find a successor, or do you want to find someone to take care of A Ku?

Don't worry, when my leg is healed, come back to Gusu with me. I can't say anything else, but at least you will have a roof over your head and won't have to worry about food and clothing.

I, Wu Chengyu, will never take anyone as my master again in this lifetime."

Four chapters are released today, the first day, because the beginning is slow and I am afraid that the content of two chapters is too little. After that, there will be two public chapters every day, and at least three chapters will be put on the shelves every day, if we can sign the contract and put them on the shelves.

I only took one day off for my last book, and basically guaranteed to keep updating. My character is still very good.

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