Zhen Guojiang

The pagoda is located under a high mountain, and Shuqing Town is a hundred miles away from the pagoda, and it is a small town at the foot of the mountain.

Dusty and misty, cloudy and misty, Futu's disciples started to do morning classes, they gathered in one place, studied each other, their faces were full of piety, at this moment there was a knock on the door.

Everyone was a little surprised. If it was a few months ago, they would have been accustomed to having people visit during their morning classes, but since the burning incident, they have been stared at by suspicious eyes almost day and night, and lived with their spines poked. Now the rumors in the town are still Without stopping, more than half of the people who came here to ask for help were reduced, and it was even more unbelievable that people came so early.

A disciple hurriedly went to open the door, but unexpectedly saw four young men, two men and two women, who were from the martial arts at first glance. The disciple asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

These four people are Yan Xia and his party, Yan Xia said to his disciples: "Futu Gonghuan once had an appointment with me, now come to meet the appointment."

The disciple put away his surprised expression. His expression was as calm as possible, but his heart was full of curiosity, but his voice was still calm: "Then please wait in the guest room, and I will go to ask the venerable."

Yan Xia said, "Of course it can."

They were invited in, and the disciple asked, "May I ask what your son's name is, and do you have a token?"

Yan Xia thought for a while and said, "There is no token. You should tell him the name Jia Xun, and he should know."

The disciple wrote down these two words, so he decided to take them to the guest room, but he didn't expect them to pass by the place where all the disciples had their morning class, and the disciple who was doing the morning class happened to have been to Zhelin, and someone saw Sang Weisang directly Le and the two of them shouted loudly, with anger in their words: "What are you two doing here at the Buddha?"

The others looked at the person who spoke, and the person continued, "Miss Sang, Venerable Zhuo Liu is dead, and all crimes have passed away. Do you still want to be entangled like this?" "

After this person finished speaking, everyone's eyes were fixed on the four of them, and they suddenly became the focus of everyone. These disciples watched them whispering, and some even almost exploded. They "communicate".

After all, before they came to Futu, the names of Sang Wei, Sang Le, Yan Xia, and Xi Zhen had been discussed in Futu for several rounds. These four people were the ones who found out the truth, and they were also the ones who made Futu suffer from criticism.

In fact, what they should hate the most is Zhuo Liu, but Zhuo Liu is dead, and they can't make it clear that those crimes have nothing to do with the Buddha, and they can't be punished and die lightly. They can only turn their hatred towards the dead into the living. , so most of Buddha's disciples looked at them with fierce eyes.

The person who led the way for them was instantly angry, but he suppressed his anger. After all, he was really unreasonable here. His venerable killed someone, so he shouldn't say anything, and he should even thank them for finding such a sinful place. Yes, but when I think of the sins I have suffered these days, I can't help but feel angry at others.

Just as the guide was about to say something, he was interrupted by a sound. He saw a well-mannered man interrupt the discussion of these people, and the man's voice was very firm: "Have you finished your morning class, and you are talking too much here. "

The man's words were very dignified, and the others immediately stopped talking, turned their heads and stopped looking at Yan Xia and the four of them, doing morning class in silence.

When the man came to Yan Xia and the others, he first saw Sang Wei, his eyes lit up, but he deliberately extinguished the light in his eyes, then he turned his eyes around the faces of the other three, and said seriously: " Liao at the Lower Futu Palace, don’t you know that you are still here to investigate the matter of Venerable Zhuo Liu?”

Sang Wei frowned and said, "He has done evil things, yet you still call him Venerable."

After hearing this, Gong Liao was stunned, his expression became inexplicably lonely, and his voice was full of apology: "Many years of habit, once excited, he didn't change it. It's really rude to face several distinguished guests. You should be punished, you should be punished, no It would be great if you punish me to be the guide."

After hearing this, Sang Wei thought about it and it was nothing. After all, he was regarded as Gong Liao's venerable for many years, and a slip of the tongue was really nothing.

So she said: "It wasn't a big deal at first, maybe your venerable Zhuo Liu was very kind to you, so you still respect him, but after all, your venerable Zhuo Liu has already committed such a major event. You'd better accept it in front of outsiders."

Gong Liao looked at Sang Wei, his eyes were very sincere, and said: "Young lady's eloquent words are thought-provoking, I will remember them in my heart, and I will never forget them."

Sang Wei waved his hands carelessly, and said, "It's just a small reminder, it's nothing." It's just that she felt a little cold for no reason after saying this, so she quickly turned her head to look at Sang Le, and found that Sang Le's eyes were very strange. cold.

Sang Wei sticks out her tongue and silently takes a step back.

Yan Xia could tell that the man's eyes had drifted to Sang Wei since he came out. Although he was pleading guilty just now, he actually wanted to go with Sang Wei, which made Sang Le very dissatisfied.

So Yan Xia said, "We're not all here for Venerable Zhuo Liu."

Gong Liao did not follow his words, but turned around and said: "I haven't asked the names of you yet, but you are guests from afar, and you have come here from a long distance. Be polite, I hope you adults will have a lot, and don't care about these juniors."

Yan Xia found out that this person spoke very few words without leaking any water, and easily reduced the bigness and smallness of these disrespectful behaviors of being a morning class disciple.

But Yan Xia is not the kind of person who follows the etiquette of the world, so he sneered: "In this world, there are only means of punishing sinners, and there is no such thing as mocking people who seek the truth. If this kind of behavior goes to the martial arts, wouldn't it be the first step?" Every step is wrong."

Gong Liao listened to Yan Xia's words, his eyes didn't change much, but his lips seemed to tremble a little, as if he wanted to say something, but he was suppressed, and after only a blink of an eye, Gong Liao Turning around, he said to the disciples who were doing the morning class: "It's a round trip from here to the back mountain now, and it's my punishment for you this morning."

After hearing this, the disciples hurriedly got up, not daring to complain, lined up and started running one after another.

Seeing this scene, Yan Xia looked at Gong Liao very probingly. Gong Liao was not very old, about the same age as Gong Huan, but he had such prestige in the Buddha, almost an order could make the Buddha Everyone executed it immediately, without any extra words.

Gong Liao has this kind of ability in Futu, and he is the venerable that Gong Huan just became, so Yan Xia can play whatever he thinks.

Gong Liao looked at Yan Xia's inquisitive eyes and explained: "They listen to me like this only because I entered the pagoda earlier and watched them grow up, so they trust me so much."

Yan Xia didn't comment on this explanation, but remembered that she didn't seem to have introduced herself, so she said, "It seems that I haven't introduced myself yet, and I, Yan Xia, have no family or sect."

In fact, Gong Liao guessed who Yan Xia was, and he didn't blame others. The fastest spread in the world is rumors. Gong Liao heard that a person named Jia Xun broke the burning case before, and then this person named Jia Xun broke out. He is hiding his identity, his real name is Yan Xia, and he is a descendant of that Yan Mingzhou back then. His biggest feature is his handsome appearance and double swords on his back.

Gong Liao's thoughts flashed in his mind for a moment, and he continued: "It turns out that it is Mr. Yan Xia, Mr. Yan is young and promising. Even though I am far away in Futu, I have heard the legend of Mr. Yan."

Yan Xia still said according to his own ideas: "It's just others' misrepresentation. Besides, I just came out of the martial arts, but I did some outrageous things. It's really not worthy of this legend."

Yan Xia was wondering whether it is possible to judge after a person has lived his whole life. Does a premature evaluation mean that the future of this person will be the opposite of the future? But he is a cruel villain, like Cheng Mu, who was so beautiful more than 20 years ago, but now he is about to lose his fortune, Yan Xia doesn't want to think about it anymore, for fear that he will be trapped in this situation and will not be able to get out.

Gong Liao only thinks that he is being self-effacing. After all, at Yan Xia's age, there are too few young people who don't think they are different. They think that they are different and can achieve what others can't. Career, especially for someone like Yan Xia who became famous at a young age, even if he is not arrogant, he will be sorry for his age.

However, it was precisely because of Yan Xia's so-called "self-effacement" that Gong Liao had a good impression of Yan Xia. After all, it could be said to be very polite.

Gong Liao praised: "At first, I was thinking about what kind of person would be praised by the martial arts, but when I saw it in person, I really deserved my reputation."

Yan Xia smiled and stopped talking, fearing that if she continued speaking, she would have to spend a long time between self-effacing and rumors.

Shen Yu watched them talking for so long, and he didn't feel impatient, but introduced himself in a light tone: "Zai Xiaye Jinghan, now I'm just a group of people, not from the martial arts, just idle, wandering casually, my lord Won't stop me."

Gong Liao also remembered the rumors about Ye Jinghan, a young genius, he said: "I am a guest from afar, so I welcome it naturally."

Sang Wei saw that they finished introducing herself, so she introduced herself and her senior sister. Sang Wei was very straightforward, and even introduced her senior sister. Gong Liao had a good impression of Sang Wei, so naturally he was a chivalrous woman boasting, wishing to embellish all the words on Sang Wei.

Yan Xia knew that Sang Wei was very similar to him, and they were more interested in Biwu. He didn't feel this kind of praise. Gong Liao praised him very sincerely. Sang Wei didn't feel moved at all, but Gong Liao reaped Sang Le's coldness. stare.

Gong Liao boasted for a while, his mouth was dry, and found that Sang Wei was not moved at all, he watched the others waiting for him, and finally realized that they had been standing here for a long time, very impolite, Gong Liao Liao touched his nose in embarrassment, and quickly confessed.

The content of this confession is very sincere. He said that he and Miss Sangwei hit it off right away, which wasted time. I hope these people can forgive him. After he finished speaking, Yan Xia and Shen Yu really didn't feel much. Le's face was getting colder and colder, and it was almost frosty, but Sang Wei was a little surprised when he heard it, and said: "I have someone I like, you don't have to hit it off with me."

Gong Liao suffered a severe blow, and he was a bit sleepy in the second half of the journey, showing no expression.