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- Chapter 136 It smells so good
On the official road back to Chang'an City from the martial arts arena, four people, Fang Jie, Zhang Kuang, Mo Xidao and Xie Fuyao, rode together. Because today's test was a bit tiring, Dean Zhou showed mercy and allowed the candidates to ride back to Chang'an. Of course, the horses had to be returned to the Yanwu Academy after entering the city.
Fang Jie doesn¡¯t need to. I don¡¯t know how many people would envy his red horse.
Xie Fuyao watched Fang Jie and Zhang Kuangmo wash their knives and laugh as they walked forward, their laughter mixed with vulgar words. He seemed a little curious about this conversation, so he kept listening carefully. When Fang Jie and the others talked about something happy, he would also smile along with his lips pursed. It looked as if Fang Jie and the others were three sluts, and he was a shy young boy.
Fang Jie turned back to look at Xie Fuyao and asked with a smile, "Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others if you go with the three of us?"
Xie Fuyao thought for a while and replied seriously: "You said you would treat me to a drink."
Fang Jie laughed loudly and seemed to like the answer very much: "I always thought that you would be unwilling to go with us because you thought we were vulgar. You know that we border troops are not full of knowledge, and some of us are just women who can't stop talking. Of course we have probably slept with as many women as you."
Xie Fuyao shook his head in embarrassment, still a little uncomfortable with this way of chatting.
"Neither do I¡¡"
"It's not what?"
"Let's continue talking about what happened when you were in the border town. I really like hearing stories like this."
Xie Fuyao doesn¡¯t want to get entangled with Fang Jie on the topic of women.
"That's not a story!"
Mo Xidao snorted coldly. He was too straight-tempered, and he had a deep repulsion towards a famous young man like Xie Fuyao. Even though they were walking together, he didn't feel that he and Xie Fuyao were in the same group. This contradiction is difficult to resolve. Even if there is no hatred, there is a gap that is difficult to bridge between soldiers from poor families and children from aristocratic families.
Xie Fuyao was stunned for a moment, and after a moment of silence, she clasped her fists at Mo Xida and said, "I'm sorry, I was presumptuous."
This sentence was very sincere, and Mo Xiandao could tell it was not a hypocritical politeness. What the children of aristocratic families are best at doing is duplicity. There are many people who call the children of the poor family their brothers and sisters, but there are only a few who can really look up to the children of the poor family. Therefore, the sincerity in Xie Fuyao's tone was particularly valuable, but even so, Mo Xiandao still didn't have a good impression of Xie Fuyao.
"The things we talked about are all true. Maybe you only heard us laughing, but you didn't know the bitterness in our hearts when we said these things. The life of the frontier army will never be understood by people like you. The kind of emotion between us is not something you can experience.¡±
He said.
Xie Fuyao nodded and said, "Maybe, I will experience your life after I arrive at the border."
"Why do you want to go to the frontier, Mr. Xie? There is no need to go to the frontier to suffer after leaving the Martial Arts Academy three years later. As long as you have good grades, it is not difficult to join the military service."
Zhang Kuang asked curiously.
Xie Fuyao urged his horses to keep up with Fang Xie and the others. He looked at the majestic Chang'an City wall under the moonlight in front of him and said, "Since I want to join the army, it's best to go to the frontier. Maybe you think I'm being pretentious when I say this, but I That¡¯s really what I think. Not to mention the county soldiers from various places, the soldiers from the princes¡¯ fiefdoms, or even the soldiers of the Sixteenth Guards of the Great Sui Dynasty. These are not the places I want to go. Only the border is where soldiers should be. The place exists.¡±
These words made Mo Xidao change his view of him, so his tone of voice softened slightly: "The border is not what you think. If you can't adapt to it, your colleagues around you will leave you at some point. When you don¡¯t know when you will die in battle, it¡¯s best not to go to the border. Entering the martial arts academy may be just a way for you to get promoted, so you don¡¯t really need to regard yourself as a soldier.¡±
Xie Fuyao slowly shook his head and said: "I am different from those people you mentioned In your opinion, there should be no difference between me and other children of aristocratic families, but in fact I am different from them. In comparison, I feel I should get closer to you."
"Why?"
Zhang Kuang asked.
Xie Fuyao opened her mouth, but did not explain in the end: "It's nothing."
Mo Xidao didn't like this kind of hesitant speech, so he simply stopped looking at him and said with a smile, "I've been watching your competition on the martial arts field today, Fang Jie, you really give credit to our candidates who came from the border army! I¡¯ve already discussed it with the others before we came out, and we¡¯ll pool our money to find a better restaurant to treat you to a drink! The brothers who will perform in the martial arts field in advance have already made arrangements. We won¡¯t come back until we get drunk tonight!¡±
"Tonightnot possible."?
"Why?!"
Mo Xidao asked in surprise.
"Brother Mo, as you heard just now, I agreed to treat Mr. Xie to a drink. The most important thing for our border troops is integrity. We can't go back on our word, right?"
Mo Xidao's face turned angry and said, "What? After meeting a famous young man, do you think it's embarrassing for you to drink with us?!"
As soon as this sentence was said, the atmosphere immediately became tense. Fang Jie shook his head with a wry smile, looked at Mo Xiandao and explained: "Brother Mo, you know I'm not"
"Brother Mo!"
Zhang Kuang said on the side: "This is indeed your fault. Is Fang Jie such a person?"
Mo Xidao's face was a little ugly and he couldn't speak. After walking in silence for a while, he slowly shook his head and sighed: "Fang Jie, I'm sorry I don't know what happened, but my personality has become more and more irritable since I came back from Dongchu." ¡¡±
Before he could finish speaking, several figures suddenly rushed out of the woods on the roadside. The first person to appear was wearing a very loose robe and seemed to be carrying someone in his hand. Behind him, at least five or six people chased him like lightning. When Fang Jie and the others were stunned, the person who rushed out first was already in front of them.
The man grabbed Fang Jie off the horse without any warning and swept aside in a flash!
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Fang Jie only felt that his eyes were in a trance for a moment, and his body was lifted up from the horse by the man. The wind blew past his ears so fast that he couldn't even open his eyes. He heard an exclamation from Zhang Kuang and the others. Before he could speak, he felt a pain in his lower abdomen. He felt like a hand was sucking his stomach like a suction cup.
When he felt the wind disappear, he opened his eyes and looked over, and found that the person holding him with one hand turned out to be an old monk!
"Don't your Buddhist sect preach compassion? Don't you think it's shameless to use a young man as a shield?"
When Fang Jie heard this sentence, he couldn't help but be startled. He followed the words and looked over, and found that he actually knew several of the people chasing him!
Mr. Zhuo from the imperial guard's office, Qiu Yu, a female professor from the martial arts academy, and Yan Qing. Standing on the other side was a middle-aged man wearing a bright red Taoist robe. Fang Jie had seen this man before. Before entering Chang'an City, he had seen Shen Qingshan sitting on a big tree. The great priest used his cultivation to point out a big pit and trap the running bull.
Opposite the red-robed high priest is an old man wearing a blue robe. He was holding a broken sword in his hand. Fang Jie had never seen this person before.
And when he saw the last person, Fang Jie couldn't help but let out a low cry in his heart.
Boss lady? !
He almost shouted out, but in the end he held it back. He didn't understand the situation, and he didn't want this old monk of unknown origin to realize that he knew Mr. Zhuo and the others. Being someone else's hostage is not a good thing in the first place, and it would be even worse if the person who captured him knew that he was still acquainted with the person chasing him.
¡°Obviously, the proprietress Du Hongxian couldn¡¯t help being surprised when she saw Fang Jie. But soon, she regained her composure and pretended not to know Fang Jie. The same goes for Zhuo Buyi and others. No one wants to call out Fang Jie's name at this time.
"The one who caught up a little later than Zhuo Buyi and the others was Jiangnan Xie Fuyao, followed by Mo Xidao, and finally Zhang Kuang.
Seven or eight people surrounded the old monk.
"You guys stand down, this is not a situation you can handle."
Yan Qing glanced at Xie Fuyao and then gave instructions.
Xie Fuyao was also obviously surprised. Although he didn't know most of the people surrounding the old monk, he recognized that two of them were professors from the Yanwu Academy and one was a red-robed high priest of the Dao Sect. It is conceivable that a person of this status has a high level of cultivation, but with so many masters besieging an old monk, wouldn¡¯t the old monk¡¯s level of cultivation be a bit outrageous? Just one red-robed high priest is already the top figure in the world of Sui Dynasty, and the cultivation of others is not necessarily much weaker than him. How terrifying would it be for such a few big shots with astonishing cultivation to join forces to deal with one person?
Thought of this, Xie Fuyao did not back down.
"He is our friend."
Xie Fuyao answered calmly but firmly, without showing that she knew Yan Qing or the others.
"Shameless!"
The old man in the sapphire blue robe was Li Nan. He pointed his broken sword at the old monk's nose and said angrily: "People from the Buddhist sect are really so shameless, threatening the lives of innocent people. This is different from what you usually preach. Is the meaning of Buddhism the same thing?¡±
The old monk shook his head and said, "He is not an innocent person."
He didn¡¯t look at Fang Jie, justFang Jie slowly raised his head and said word by word: "You Sui people are all demons. King Ming is merciful, but he is only merciful to the world. Why should you be merciful to demons?"
But when he raised Fang Jie, his expression suddenly changed. For some reason, he glanced at Chen Ya subconsciously. And when he saw the surprise in Chen Ya's eyes, he seemed to have found the answer.
Ignoring the curses of Li Nan and others, the old monk slowly placed Fang Jie on the ground. He glanced sideways at Fang Jie and murmured, "Is this an opportunity?"
"Masterkill him"
Chen Ya, who was covered in blood, had hatred in his eyes that was so intense that he couldn't get rid of it. But Fang Jie didn't remember that he knew this guy. He didn't even remember that he had seen this bloody gourd. He originally didn't understand why this man had such strong hatred for him, but when he saw the old monk's bald head, he suddenly understood.
¡°What a coincidence¡±
The old monk sighed slightly.
Fang Jie hummed and said, "It's really a coincidence. It's delicious."
"Um?"
The old monk was startled and didn't understand what Fang Jie meant. Of course, no one understands this slogan except Fang Jie himself.
Just when the old monk was surprised, Fang Jie suddenly took action. The sword in his left hand slashed out at an incredible angle. After the competition, he had already taken back the broken knife that the old cripple had given him, and placed it within easy reach of his waist. This sword was the fastest one that Fang Jie had ever struck in his life, and it was also the most mature one since he learned the Yishi sword.
He didn¡¯t chop the old monk, but Chen Ya.
" Such a move was definitely not a decision made in panic. He knew that since so many masters were besieging the old monk, the old monk must have amazing strength. He was not sure whether the one-style sword in his left hand could hurt the old monk. But I have some confidence in hurting the bloody gourd. After all, that guy seems like he can't even stand.
Something unexpected happened, and the old monk subconsciously used his palm to knock Fang Jie flying out. Then the other hand shook Chen Ya away to one side, but still a little slower. Fang Jie's blade left a slight wound on Chen Ya's body. Although it was not serious, it was not serious for the old monk's cultivation. , it was obviously unexpected that Fang Jie succeeded.
"I actually forgot that controlling your Dantian Qihai is meaningless."
The old monk shook his head and sighed, feeling a little lost.
Almost at the same time, four figures jumped up together. The two professors of the Yanwu Academy, Mr. Zhuo, both jumped up and wanted to help Fang Jie. But the fastest among them turned out to be the beautiful young woman wearing a very rustic blue floral skirt.
The proprietress of Fan Gu Dog Meat Shop caught Fang Jie in mid-air. I couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "You're fucking asking for death!"
Fang Jie was held under his arm by the landlady. Feeling the softness of her chest, he even sniffed and said with enjoyment that it smelled good before he passed out.
And at this moment, the other five masters simultaneously launched their strongest attack on the old monk. The old monk's face was stern, he put Chen Ya behind him and clasped his hands together. A bright white lotus suddenly appeared, as if it was blooming in his body. The five-petal lotus looks particularly pure and beautiful.
With a bang, the attacks of the five masters hit the five-petal lotus hard.
The white lotus was shaken, and finally it was overwhelmed and broke into pieces. The petals were falling like rain, and when I looked again, there was no trace of the old monk. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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