Chapter 213
"Xie Family's caravan?"
Surrounded by everyone, Guo Fan, dressed in brocade flowery clothed and Diaoqiu Dacloak, walked slowly down the carriage.
At the foot of the mountain.
In addition to his team, there is also an old carriage standing aside with snow on it.
The carriage is old, but it is well decorated and carved with exquisite wood carvings. It has been luxurious even if you want to come here.
Beside the carriage, several people knelt to the ground, shiver coldly.
"The folk girl Xie Xiaoman, knock on Marquis!"
"Xie Xiaoman."
Guo Fan paused slightly and turned his head to the side.
Imperial court Four Great Families were all ransacked by him. Although Xie Family is a queen mother, it was not spared.
The dísciple in the clan is even more killing bits and pieces.
Now, it has long since fallen.
The former Xie Xiaoman could even go in and out of the court at will, but now he is in a gray cloth shirt, kneeling on the ground unremarkable.
The identity of the past has also been beaten to the end.
I can hear Xie Xiaoman's voice trembling.
This is fear!
For Guo Fan, she once felt that her appearance was outstanding and she would definitely be included in her harem.
I am confident about this.
However, several experiences have made her feel cold, and she only feels that this person is a monster.
Now.
The enemy who killed the family and the slaughter was right in front of her. She didn't even dare to lift her head, kneeling down, and her body trembling.
"lifts the head here."
Guo Fan's indifferent voice floated into his ears.
Xie Xiaoman body trembled, slowly raising his head.
The once beautiful cheeks are now more haggard and vicissitudes of life, and there are teardrops on them.
Fairy, who was originally aloof and remote, is now shattered into dust, and there is panic and fear in his eyes.
"Miss, you don't have to be afraid."
"I won't let people bully you!"
One kneeled forward and stopped at Xie Xiaoman In front, lifts the head, his eyes glared at Guo Fan.
This is a handsome young servant, who seems to have some martial arts in him.
He stretched out his arms and blocked Xie Xiaoman behind him. Although there was still fear in his eyes, he did not give in.
"Heh..."
Guo Fan chuckled, shaking the snowflakes on the cloak, and said: "What are you doing here?"
" ......"
Xie Xiaoman's lovable body trembled, paused and said: "Back to Marquis, the little girl wants to go to the mountain to worship Buddha and pray for her relatives."
"Pray for blessing?"
Guo Fan's voice is slightly slow, and slowly nodded.
"You are a woman with a delicate body and no ambitions, so Benhou believes you once."
"But..."
His eyes Moving, falling on a person behind, his eyes also cold.
"What are you doing?"
"shua!"
The black shadow flashed past, and the person's body swayed, and it was actually ejected directly from the ground. With a short sword in his hand, he stabs out.
"Come to kill you!"
The low growl follow closely from behind.
This person's movements are abrupt, such as rushing to thunder and lightning, and he is more than two zhang in a flash, and the sharp sword light in the sky is even more shocking.
The speed and Sword Art displayed in an instant belong to the Peak of the world!
For a while, no one reacted.
Except Guo Fan!
"Ding..."
His expression remained unchanged, and his expression was even a little lazy. He flicked his fingers lightly, hitting the spine of the sword in the middle.
In the melodious soft moan, the hidden sword of cold light was actually struggling and broke directly.
"assassin!"
"Protect Marquis!"
A team of guards shouted, blades and swords unsheathing, and even the Xie Family in the field Surrounded by Tuantuan.
"Huh..."
Assassin missed a hit, immediately fleeing away, his body folded out of thin air, and threw it toward the jungle at a faster speed.
It's a light work, I'm afraid it will be ranked in the top ten in the world!
"Heh..."
Guo Fan sneered disdainfully.
Then the big cloak shook lightly on his back, his strength exploded, and the blade fragments in front of him shot out immediately.
In an instant, cold light swept across the sky like meteors.
"pu pu..."
The person was ruthlessly penetrated by the cold light when he was in the air, and his body stagnated and fell heavily.
"Peng!"
Snowflakes fluttered, but the breath had disappeared, only hot blood flowed out, melting a piece of white snow.
"What a courage!"
Western Yard's head Wang Da opened his eyes with tiger eyes, strode towards Xie Family, grabbing one person.
"Say, you are hiding assassin and plotting wrongdoing, what are you doing here?"
"Specially assassinated Marquis?"
"No...no... "
The man was just a little coachman. How could he have seen such a scene, and he was scared witless immediately.
Speaking is also unfavorable.
The other people are shiver coldly, Xie Xiaoman is even more flustered, and the lovable bodies are almost grouped together.
"Regardless of our business, this person is just the one we met on the road, saying that we are walking together."
"Yes, yeah!"
"We don't know him!"
Several Xie Family people looked flustered, and desperately explained aloud, the panic in their eyes was even harder to contain.
"Forget it."
Guo Fan waved his hand gently, without intending to pursue it: "It should be unclear to see what they look like."
"Zhou Junfang ."
"The villain is here."
"What did that person do just now?"
"en."
Zhou Junfang looked thoughtful and said: "When the sky is changeable, like swallows copying water three times, but it is more subtle, it should be to break through the sky and scatter the clouds."
"This person should be very famous in the rivers and lakes. Remnant Yanqing from the Wind Juan Tower!"
"It's him."
After all, he is a well-known figure in the world. Guo Fan has heard of it, but he has just heard it.
This kind of role is now difficult to attract his attention.
"Marquis."
Bao Qin spoke at the right time.
"Yanqing makes friends from all corners of the world, and is known as a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes. He came to Shaolin this time, I am afraid it is not a simple blessing and fun!"
Seems unintentionally looked towards Xie Xiaoman.
"The slave and maid had heard that someone in the rivers and lakes connected expert privately and wanted to join hands to deal with Marquis."
"This person, I am afraid that he is here to invite a helper!"
"expert?"
Guo Fan chuckled and shook his head: "Don't worry about him, and go up the mountain."
"Then they..."
Wang Da pointed to the people of Xie Family.
"Go away."
Guo Fan waved his hand: "Tell the rest of the Xie Family that I could let them go because the queen mother begged."
"Don't fail to appreciate somebody's kindness!"
"Yes!"
Wang Da used his complexion and immediately yelled at Xie Xiaoman: "I didn't hear what Marquis said?"
"get lost!"
"Within two hours, within ten miles from Shaolin Temple, if not, kill without mercy! "
"Yes, yes."
Xie Xiaoman's nodded, supported by his servant, staggered to his feet and hurriedly got into the carriage.
Not long ago, the carriage left in a hurry.
And Guo Fan at this time.
They have already cast their eyes on the mountains ahead, and the faintly discernible buildings and temples above them.
"Shaolin Temple!"
"When...When..."
The melodious bells, familiar and strange, are just as they are now The layers of stone steps.
Once upon a time.
He also cleaned the stone steps here, and he was unknown, but he was just an ordinary monk in Shaolin Temple.
Now.
But it is aloof and remote. Walking on foot will make the Shaolin heavily guarded, and the monks will be afraid.
Not many people go up the mountain.
Only Guo Fan, Zhou Junfang and the four girls of Qinqi, Calligraphy and Painting.
As for the people from the East and West factories, they were all left at the foot of the mountain, but even with only a few people, the atmosphere in Shaolin Temple was tense.
"Meet Marquis!"
Before Hall Of Great Strength, the old Shaolin host Wu Wang led many red-clothed monks to bow down together.
The square is covered with snow.
The monks spread their robes, like patches of red clouds.
It's just that the monks should have a kind face and compassionate heart, but nowadays they often do fierce appearances.
"Get up!"
Guo Fan stepped forward, stepped on the snow, and made the sound of'creak...creak...'.
When passing by a monk, he paused slightly.
"Divine Monk Zhen Hui?"
"Don't dare."
Zhen Hui got up, his eyes were like pearls, and his hands folded for eleven ceremony: "Little monk Zhen Hui , I have seen Marquis."
"en. "
Guo Fan nodded, with a faint smile: "Yes, not bad."
Step forward again , Step into the great hall.
beckoned with one hand, a futon flew from the side and landed in the middle of the great hall, facing the Buddha.
"Wu Wang hosted."
Guo Fan sat cross-legged on the futon and spoke calmly.
"Old monk."
Wu Wang hurried forward.
"Buddhism is a quiet place, a pure land outside the world. Recently, the lord has always heard of Shaolin's deeds."
He looked at the Buddha in front of him, and his voice gradually became indifferent. : "Host, I don't know how you explain it?"
"Marquis."
Wu Wang knelt down slowly with a miserable face: "Shaolin has no intention of being secular, so how can I be in the dust? It's hard to get rid of."
"If there are people who have delusions and do evil in their hearts, Marquis can deal with them according to the law, and the old monk dare not say anything."
"Good!"
Guo Fan nodded.
Then he was beckoned and photographed a book in Bao Qin's hands and threw it in front of Wu Wang.
"Shaolin has inherited thousands of years and has gone through several dynasties. In the eyes of the Imperial court and the people of the world, the status is respected."
"The Imperial Court is also very kind!"
"But..."
Guo Fan narrowed his eyes, and a cold killing intent emerged.
"There are not enough people to swallow the elephant. In the past two hundred years, the nearby acres occupied by Shaolin Temple has expanded twenty-fold. Tens of thousands of people in the surrounding area have become Shaolin farm hires."
"The land with a radius of a hundred miles is Shaolin's private land, host, this...what do you explain?"
"This..."
Wu Wang took the booklet, and only roughly turned it over, his complexion became pale and there was no trace of blood.
"The status of Shaolin is revered, and the Imperial Court exempts them from taxes, so that they can worry about food and clothing, and they can concentrate on the comprehend Dharma."
"But how do you foreign experts do it? ?"
Guo Fan's voice gradually sinks.
Even billowing thunders reverberated in the great hall, making the monks pale and trembling.
"In a good year, hoarding food and materials, raising the price of nearby food; in famine years, buying acres from the people at a low price, and expanding the land wildly."
"Around tens of thousands The common people only know about Shaolin, but don’t know about the Imperial Court."
"You are waiting for everyone to eat, but you don’t know that the people around you are hungry and full, you really deserve to be a monk!"
"Especially Xuanjing, Profound Light, Zhenqing..., these Masters, please stand up!"
"pu pass!"
"pu pass! "
But listening to the sound of kneeling on the ground, several monks were already pale and limp on the spot.
"Marquis."
Wu Wang is a little bit more not knowing what to do: "Is there a misunderstanding about this? Xuan Ding this poor monk still has some understanding, never ......"
"It seems that this is why they have such courage."
Guo Fan sneered: "These people, occupying other people’s fields, wives and daughters, are nearby. tyrannize, misbehave, commit crimes, wanton and reckless..."
"Shaolin Temple was originally a place where Buddhism is pure, but now it has become a place for shelter evil people and accept wrongdoing. It is because the law is unclear and people are not clear, the crime is still above them!"
"Da..."
Wu Wang trembled his hands, and the book in his hand was already on the ground.
"Nonsense!"
Behind, a monk was furious.
"You demon, you are planting and framing. We are really bullying for our Shaolin Temple!"
"eat my palm!"
Roar The sky shook, the monk's body swooped forward, his hands wrapped in strong wind, fiercely hit Guo Fan.
Before the palm of the hand, a huge suction force has fallen, and the force is enveloped in the land of about one zhang, and the void converges into the shape of a huge monument.
Great Falling Stele Hand!
Mopan a monumental fall!
"Xuan Ding."
Guo Fan's mouth is slightly raised. This person is the Master of Zhen Hui. Guo Fan also learned Prajna Demon Subduing Blade from him, speaking of which is also old acquaintance.
Now more than two decades have passed, and my skills have become more profound.
It's a pity...
He sat cross-legged, turned with one hand, and slammed into the monument with one stroke.
The moves are the same, even the strength is exactly the same.
"Peng!"
The two palms collided, Guo Fan completely motionless, but Xuan Ding's throat was sweet, and he flew out directly.
"pu!"
Blood blurted out of the body in the air.
"Xuan Ding!"
"Brother Xuan Ding!"
The monks shouted.
One of them condensed, and his eyes were cold: "Marquis martial arts is the best, little monk overestimate one's capabilities, I also want to ask."
Speaking, I made a mistake. Reed Crossing the River, his body fluttering forward, a finger rushes.
Great wisdom has no definite index!
"Xuan Nan."
Guo Fan's gaze remained unchanged, and the fingers of the two changed in the air, like a blossoming lotus.
"pu!"
In the end, Guo Fan was still able to do a good job. He pointed to Xuan Nan's Finger Law and landed on his chest.
"Peng!"
Strong exploded.
Xuan Nan body trembled, already flying upside down, before landing, he has passed out in a coma.
"Good work!"
"Hoo..."
The wind screamed.
Two more monks rushed forward.
One person's palm is like a Thousand Hand Goddess of Mercy, all kinds of energy emerge, and then they merge into one.
Compassion emerges, strength is hidden inside.
Great Compassion and Sadness Thousand Leaf Hands!
The other person is coming fiercely, masculine, and slapped with a big hand, the void hong long long muffled again and again.
Strong Vajra palm!
"Please Marquis for advice!"
"Good job!"
Guo Fan's eyes lit up, his body stayed still, and he also displayed Great Compassion and Sadness Thousand Leaf Hands greeted Dali Vajra.
With four palms facing each other, the two monks spurted blood and retreated.
"I'm here!"
"Amitabha, this poor monk also wants to learn Marquis Divine Art."
"Look at me, Doraemon!"
"Formless Tribulation Finger!"
"Dragon Claw Hand!"
In an instant, the Shaolin monks swooped forward, each making Shaolin Temple seventy Two stunts.
The strong wind roars, and the silhouette in the great hall is flying.
"hmph!"
Guo Fan is not cross-legged, just humming softly between his nose, and even his eyes are slowly closed.
Both of his hands are opened, facing the enemy with the same method, but with more subtle moves, faster speed, and purer strength.
From time to time, the moves change, fingers, claws, swords, knives... all of them, but every time they can knock one person into the air.
Moreover, he is ruthless and often bad guys cultivation base, hurting people's muscles and bones.
For a while, the great hall was screaming again and again, and many eminent monks wailed.
Hall Of Great Strength, no more solemnity in the past.
"Amitabha."
Kneel for subscription, collection, monthly pass, recommendation, reward, add book list...
If you have a book, please ask Chapter Tweet...