Volume 1: Wind Rises in the Mountains and Swamps Chapter 12: Rescuing the Bandits
There was a crisp slap, and the bandits felt a flash before their eyes. They all looked in the direction of the sound, and saw the second in command covering his cheek with his hands and wailing. Then a figure flashed by, and a child of about ten years old appeared in the field. His little face was dirty, and his Taoist robe was dirty and messy, just like a little beggar.
It was Xiaoyi who came from the bottom of the mountain. When he saw that the situation at the bottom of the mountain was not good, he used the wind control technique to rush up the mountain. When he found that Xuanyuan Temple was full of people holding weapons, he was even more worried about the safety of his master.
Xiaoyi had extraordinary hearing, and Qian Hu's insults were heard. He couldn't help but feel angry, and used the wind control technique to pass through the crowd like the wind, and slapped Qian Hu hard. Then the figure paused and came to Taoist Qingyun.
"Master, are you okay?" Xiaoyi didn't have time to salute his master, and asked anxiously.
Taoist Qingyun was also surprised, and when he saw that it was Xiaoyi, his heart, which had been hanging, was relieved a lot. His expression relaxed, but then tensed up again, and he said in a deep voice: "You have been missing for a whole day, and you still know how to come back? Humph! Master, I have nothing to do, leave quickly!"
Seeing this, Xiaoyi didn't know why the master was still angry at this time. Before he could think about it, he curled his lips and almost cried. He lowered his head and whispered: "I won't leave, I want to accompany the master. What happened here?"
Taoist Master Qingyun saw Xiaoyi like this, his eyes flashed, and he sighed softly in his heart. He was about to scold...
"Woo-woo-bah!" Qian Hu spat out a few broken teeth, rubbed half of his swollen face, and aimed at this beggar who appeared The boy, with a ferocious face, cursed: "Where did you come from, little bastard, dare to slap grandpa, grandpa must break you up!"
Hearing Qian Hu's scolding, Xiaoyi didn't bother to beg for mercy from his master. He raised his eyebrows, his face was full of anger, and he turned around suddenly, swung the sleeves of his Taoist robe, pinched his waist with both hands, raised his head and shouted at Qian Hu: "The Taoist master is the disciple of Xuanyuan Temple - Lin Yi. You beast dare to bully my master and insult my Xuanyuan Temple, you deserve to be beaten!"
"Okay... okay! Beat the old one, and the little one jumped out. Today I will deal with you two stinky Taoists together!" Qian Hu shouted angrily.
Taoist Qingyun stepped forward to protect Xiaoyi behind him. Xiaoyi was anxious when he saw this, stretched out his arms and stood still, and said anxiously: "Master, you should rest first, Xiaoyi is here!"
Seeing his apprentice's resolute and firm expression, Taoist Qingyun sighed in his heart. I didn't expect Xuanyuan Temple to be so degraded and to suffer such a disaster, and only a ten-year-old child could support the crisis.
He shook his head helplessly, just thinking of taking the opportunity to adjust his breath, so as to be prepared for the crisis, and to protect Xiaoyi.
Xiaoyi glanced at the dead body on the ground and said hesitantly: "Master, Xiaoyi has never killed anyone!"
The Taoist Qingyun behind him replied in a deep voice: "Everything can be done in accordance with one's heart!"
After hearing this, Xiaoyi bit his lip and nodded secretly. Looking at the shining weapons around, he calmed his mind, raised his chin to Qian Hu, and said: "The Taoist is here, come here if you have the guts!"
Qian Hu laughed grimly, holding a big knife and slashing at Xiaoyi fiercely. It was a great shame for him to have his teeth broken by a child, and he wished he could chop Xiaoyi in half with one knife.
Xiaoyi's figure flashed and disappeared from Qian Hu's sight. In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind him, clenched his fist and smashed at his waist.
Qian Hu saw that the other party had disappeared, and knew that it was not good. He turned his wrist and rolled up a piece of snowflakes with his big knife to protect his back.
Seeing the situation, Xiaoyi put away his fist and dodged to the side.
Qian Hu's knife skills were not simple. He moved swiftly and dodged. The big knife wrapped around his head and flew up and down. The knife shadows protected his body and rolled towards Xiaoyi. The latter was unarmed and could not attack by surprise. He could only use the wind control technique to avoid it.
In the field, a group of knife shadows chased a small figure, and the bandits kept cheering on the side. Qian Hu knew that if he continued like this, when he was weak, once there was a flaw in his moves, he would lose to a teenager, which would be embarrassing, and the brothers in the mountain village would laugh at him.
The body of this little beggar was as light as catkins, and he could not be caught or touched at all. Thinking of this, Qian Hu had a plan in his mind.
Qian Hu slashed forward with a few blows, and Xiao Yi tiptoed back.
Xiao Yi was anxious, and the spiritual energy in his body was decreasing. He realized that casting spells consumes spiritual energy. When the spiritual energy is consumed, he and his master will be in danger. He kept thinking about it and wanted to go to his room to take out the Qingyun Sword.
After Qian Hu slashed a few times, he suddenly laughed evilly, jumped back high, and slashed at Taoist Qingyun with the shadow of the knife.
Xiao Yi was shocked and knew he was fooled, but he couldn't stop it. In a hurry, his consciousness moved, and a crossbow and an arrow appeared in his hand. He pulled the string with both hands, gritted his teeth, and raised his hand to shoot at Qian Hu.
As the crossbow string snapped, with a "puff" sound, the steel arrow shot out and deeply nailed into Qian Hu's back. The latter screamed in mid-air and fell to the ground fiercely...
Xiao Yi took the opportunity to rush to his own hut. In a flash, he returned to his master with the Qingyun Sword in his hand.
No one could see clearly where the other party took out the crossbow arrow. This is a deadly weapon and it is hard to defend against. In a blink of an eye, the situation reversed and the thieves were in chaos.
Qian Hu was protected by a group of bandits. A steel arrow shaft pierced his chest deeply. He was spitting blood, his face was purple, and his eyes were rolling.
Everyone came here with the second in command. If the second in command died here, the first in command would be furious with his brothers. What should they do? Everyone was in a state of panic. They looked at each other at a loss.
Several bandits who were unwilling to give up stared at Xiao Yi with weapons in their hands, ready to try.
Xiao Yi held a long sword in his hand, looking fearless. He curled his lips and shouted, "Hmph! If you want to die, come and try!" As he said that, he couldn't help but exert force on his hand. A trace of spiritual energy flowed into the Qingyun Sword through his arm. With a "hum" sound, an inch-long sword light appeared on the blade.
Xiao Yi was startled by himself and quickly retracted his spiritual power, thinking that he must not destroy the master's sword.
The courtyard of Xuanyuan Temple was so small, but it was full of people. The movement of Xiaoyi's long sword still frightened the bandits. Is this the sword light that can only be produced by the release of true energy? It is said that only the top masters in the world can use sword light. Could this kid be a master? But with that incredible light skill, what else could he be if not a master!
Most of the bandits immediately gave up the idea of taking this little beggar back to take the blame.
At this time, the thin man who was originally scolded by Qian Hu stepped out of the crowd, took two steps forward, bowed deeply to Taoist Qingyun and Xiaoyi, and said: "We are just following orders. We were rude just now. I apologize to the Taoist on behalf of my brothers! Now that the second in command is like this, let's put this matter aside for the time being. I wonder what the master thinks?"
Taoist Qingyun closed his eyes slightly, held his long beard with his hand, and did not comment.
Xiaoyi looked back at his master, turned his wrist to hide the sword behind him, straightened his chest, and said to the man seriously: "You bullied my mountain gate for no reason and insulted my master. You shouldn't let it go. Considering that the stubborn villain has been seriously injured, it can be regarded as a small punishment. That's it! You should leave here quickly and don't harass me again!"
He said so, but he saw that the thief shot by the crossbow arrow was in danger of his life, and he was inevitably a little flustered, and his tone was still tough.
The man thought to himself that killing someone was just a small punishment. How could this beggar-like little Taoist be like a child! But the situation was stronger than the person, who made him wrong, and the sword light was too terrifying. The second boss was defeated here, so he should go back and report to the boss truthfully!
The man bowed again and said: "Thank you, Taoist Master, for your generosity! We will leave now." He waved to everyone and carried the dead and injured to go down the mountain.
Who would have thought that Xiaoyi would say, "Wait!" Everyone was wondering, did this little Taoist change his mind?
"Leave that crossbow arrow to me." Xiaoyi looked at the puzzled expressions of the bandits, rubbed his nose, lowered his head and rolled his eyes, saying, "This arrow is hard to come by, and it must not be lost!"
The bandits looked at the thin man, who shook his head and walked towards Qian Hu, who was carried by several people. He put his hand on the wound and spit out his palm power. With a "puff", the arrow sprayed out with a line of blood and fell on the ground in the yard.
Qian Hu's body shook violently, and the man nodded to Xiaoyi as if he had not seen it, and led everyone to retreat down the mountain.
Xiaoyi grinned with satisfaction, picked up the arrow, lowered his head and carefully wiped off the blood, turned around and walked towards his master.
After taking only two steps, Lin Yi raised his head and his face changed drastically. He shouted, "Master... Master, what's wrong with you?"
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