Nine Thoughts

Ling Wuqi suspected that what he bought was a pirated book.

Not to mention that the binding of this travel note is wrong and full of other words, and the content recorded in it is also quite unreliable.

But what can I do?Few people have heard of this place in Jiusi County, let alone Laoshizi Pig Head Mountain. This travel book is the only clue that can be found so far.

He went through untold hardships to find this small county called Jiusi, which is located in a corner and is so poor that no bird shits. He immediately threw the book into the sea.

"Hey, that junior, don't litter."

A fisherman stopped him, "I think you look good, why don't you have a sense of public morality?"

"It's okay, it's just paper."

Ling Wuqi said, "This old man, please excuse me, where is the Dolphin Head Mountain?"

"Who are you calling me old man! I'm only 30 years old and so on, Dolphin Head Mountain?!" The fisherman was shocked, "What are you doing there? It's a bandit den!" Ling Wuqi's eyes lit up: Yes, that's right.

"You are asking the right person. I am the most knowledgeable person in our village."

The fisherman patted his chest proudly, "Although I haven't been there, I have read the book, which says: 'Start from Jiusi County on horseback, West Qili to Tutou Mountain.

This mountain is naturally dangerous, with walls hanging on three sides, very steep. It was an important place for military strategists in ancient times. However, it has been abandoned since the end of Yuan Dynasty and has become a den of bandits. '"

Ling Wuqi: ""Fuck, I really bought a pirated book.

Ling Wuqi thanked the fishermen, turned his head to the west, and when he traveled more than ten miles, he saw this bandit mountain.

The mountain is really dangerous, the cliffs on three sides are jagged and extremely steep, and the only passable side of the mountain road is sometimes patrolled by bandits. Although there are only shrimp soldiers and crab generals, it is very troublesome to send them away.

Ling Wuqi was most afraid of trouble in his life, so he chose to climb the cliff.

The so-called natural danger is only for ordinary people. To Ling Wuqi, such a level of natural danger is not in his eyes at all.

After a cup of tea, Ling Wuqi had already quietly entered the hall of the bandit village, and lay down on the beam of the hall, behind the plaque of "Juyi Hall".

He planned to wait until dark before doing anything else—just save a girl, and when the time comes, he will light her sleeping hole, and then quietly take her away from the bandit village, there is no point in conflicting with those bandits, it's troublesome.

Ling Wuqi couldn't understand why a person like him who was afraid of trouble always got into one trouble after another.

When he was a child, his father would not let him sleep in late, and forced him to get up at five o'clock to practice martial arts, saying that he was a rare martial art genius.

After finally becoming an adult, his father suddenly asked him to inherit the sect. What kind of joke are you kidding about?It's a troublesome thing to be the head, not to mention that he knew that senior brother Hong Batian cared a lot about the position of head, and a gentleman has the beauty of an adult.

So Ling Wuqi ran away from home overnight, changed his name and changed his surname, wandered around the rivers and lakes for two years, met some friends, and really lived a happy life.

Unexpectedly, one day he got a little drunk in a certain restaurant, his vigilance lowered a little, and he was accidentally arrested by his senior brother.

"I have made a deal with Master, as long as you can defeat me, Master will not care about you anymore."

Brother Hong Batian said so.

Ling Wuqi was pleasantly surprised: "Really?" Hong Batian said firmly: "It's absolutely true."

Of course it is true, father is not qualified to take care of him anymore, after all, he is so good, and there are people from all over the world to help him.

Ling Wuqi now recalls the day when he defeated Hong Batian, and still feels that he was too stupid and naive, and he also feels that the righteous way of martial arts is too idle and painful.

As soon as Hong Batian lay down, those martial artists who were onlookers suddenly took out small flags from their arms and shook them, crackling firecrackers sounded one after another, a female hero rushed up to the high platform with tears in her eyes, and stuffed a bouquet of flowers into Ling Wuqi's arms .

In the blink of an eye, the banner was pulled out, writing: Warm congratulations to Ling Wuqi for being the No. 20 Eighth Generation Martial Arts Leader.

Ling Wuqi: "" This is a fucking trap!Did they come prepared? !Hong Batian lay on the ground, and said quietly: "Even if I can win the world, I still can't win you."

Ling Wuqi touched his nose helplessly: "That senior brother, I am not your opponent, but I just have a heart longing for freedom.

In this way, why don't I hand over the position of leader to you?"

"How can a defeated general be worthy of being the leader?" The old leader got out of the crowd and jumped onto the stage. Although his feet slipped and almost fell, he was still in good spirits.

With trembling hands, he stuffed the leader's token into Ling Wuqi's hands, and said excitedly: "Nephew, from today onwards, the task of helping the martial arts righteousness will be entrusted to you. In the future, the demon sect will be wiped out, and the family sacrifice will never be forgotten." Nai Weng!" Ling Wuqi: ""You are a martial artist, don't read poems blindly, my father is not dead yet, wait, the point is wrong, who the hell is going to be the leader of the alliance!What does the Demon Cult have to do with me!Ling Wuqi politely rejected all kinds of refusals, but the old leader was still immersed in the complex of heroism, and stubbornly told him to remember "Jiao Nai Weng".

Ling Wuqi looked at the martial arts practitioners who were also tearful in the stands, and assessed the technical difficulty of killing a bloody road to escape on the spot, and felt that it was a bit troublesome.

So he chose to escape at night.

Yes, he escaped again.

He obviously escaped, and he has been very low-key and cautious since then. Why did he still get involved in such a troublesome matter today and help others to rescue the hostages?Just thinking about it, the hall suddenly became lively.

Ling Wuqi poked his head out from behind the plaque and took a look. He saw that the second head of the big family had already taken his seat, and more than half of the nearly a hundred bandits in the village had gathered in the hall. In the middle of the hall.

Ling Wuqi's heart skipped a beat: It's him.