2. Once you collect treasures, ride an ox down to Yangzhou (15)
Meng Xihang, an old Taoist, has never been fair, so his disciples will definitely be punished if they do something wrong, but they may not be rewarded if they do something good. They are usually single-minded and moody.
The little Taoist boy hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, changed into plain clothes, and prepared to deny it to the end. He would never talk about being knocked unconscious last night, so as not to get into trouble.
Master Meng Xihang gathered all his disciples together. Qin Xu had long been impatient with waiting. He felt resentful and secretly said: "If you find that little bastard for me, he will definitely be skinned and cramped. Can he get his hands on my things?"
A row of more than ten little Taoist priests stood firmly. Qin Xu looked at it carefully from left to right, from right to left, from east to west, from west to east, and asked with a sullen face: "Are you still here?" Are there any other disciples?"
Meng Xihang said helplessly: "I only have sixteen disciples in total, and I have brought them all with me. You have seen them all, sir. How can there be a seventeenth one here?"
Qin Xu groaned and fell down. At this moment, he didn't know that he had attracted a thief to his side last night.
Old Taoist Meng Xihang was also panicked and hurriedly helped Qin Xu push his chest. Although he was not good at Taoism, he was still good at martial arts. This technique of pushing the palace with his hands to draw out the blood was already top-notch.
Not a moment later, Qin Xu shouted, jumped up, and shouted: "Who saw any suspicious person yesterday?" He asked countless questions, but where was there anyone to answer him?
The little Taoist boy who had been tricked by Wang Chong tried his best to calm himself down, just like his fellow disciples, and claimed that nothing unusual had happened to him.
Seeing that Qin Xu couldn't get anything out of the question, he called his gangsters again and asked them to go catch the thief in the city. When these heroes in the world heard that their son had lost his treasure, they became very angry. They immediately dispersed and tried their best to find the snitch last night.
Yang Zhuozhen's Taoist temple is a huge doubt. Naturally, it will not be missed by Qin Xu's gangsters. Some people even bully him openly.
The Beggar King Lingsuer knew that Qin Xu had lost his magic bag. Although he had gone to Jiuchengshi, he had the ability to enter the Tiangang after all. A body of Gang Qi was not trivial and could not be resisted by the two buds of Wang Chong and Yang Zhuozhen, so He pulled Taoist Xuanhe to stay in the Taoist temple and never left.
The four gangsters who came to the Taoist temple to look for the thief accidentally bumped into the iron plate.
Wang Chong did not dare to hang out in front of Taoist Xuanhe, for fear that he would be exposed somewhere.
In particular, he calculated that the underworld snake would come out of the tank on this day, and he could not go to the old house. Once he was seen by his master and Taoist Xuanhe, the consequences would be unbearable.
He didn't dare to let his two little beggars do this. After all, these two were his predecessors, and they couldn't be separated if something happened. He could only secretly go to find the young disciples of the old Taoist priest Yang Zhuozhen. Yang Yincheng.
However, Yang Yincheng had a fierce fight with Mo Huer. He and Mo Huer were about the same age, and Mo Huer was able to brag, so the two children had just met for the first time and already knew each other very well. Mo Huer was telling Yang Yincheng about the countless benefits of Emei, which made Yang Yincheng drool all over half of his clothes with envy.
When Wang Chong found Yang Yincheng, Mo Huer was frothing at the mouth, so he thought about hurting him. This naughty kid had cheated him several times, and yet he was admitted to Emei. How unfair was it? Just take this as a way to make amends.
Wang Chong didn't go over to talk to the two bear cubs, secretly thinking about how to put a big pot on their heads, when he suddenly heard a noise at the door of the Taoist temple.
The entire Taoist temple was not that big, so Wang Chong jumped lightly, stretched out his hand to hook the rafters on the room, and saw four big men in black and white clothes rushing in angrily, and they fought with Yang Mingyuan on the spot. There was a dispute.
Yang Mingyuan was an honest man. There was something going on at his master's house in the past few days, and he didn't want to cause trouble. However, these four Jianghu people broke into the Taoist temple, slandered him as a thief, and asked him to hand over a child and other treasures.
Although these four martial arts heroes are good at martial arts, their brains are not very good. The information they heard from their own masters is quite vague. How can Qin Xu have the mood to explain such embarrassing things to them? Therefore, when telling Yang Mingyuan what happened, it was a bit confusing. It sounded like saying: Yang Yincheng stole their things.
Wang Chong is also a child, and Yang Yincheng is also a child. These heroes only think they are the same. How could they imagine that there are many differences between the two?
Yang Mingyuan slept with his master and junior brother last night, and of course he knew that Yang Yincheng would never be a thief. What's more, he knew what his junior brother was like. He was definitely not a thief. He was too young, only six or seven years old. How could he possibly steal someone's things? It was clear that these rough guys were here to provoke them. After a few words of separation, he lost his temper and started fighting with these people.
It was also Yang Mingyuan's good luck. Although his internal and external martial arts were quite good, he could not defeat four powerful men with his fists. These four gangsters were green forest thieves whom Qin Xu personally surrendered. , except for Taoist priests like him who are dedicated to cultivating Taoism and have almost never touched anyone.
When the two fought against each other, Yang Mingyuan should have been defeated, but somehow, every move the young Taoist priest made added countless subtle changes, knocking the four thieves to the ground together, and winning easily.
Yang Mingyuan did not have a vicious temper. He pointed at a few troublemakers and cursed: "Our innocent Taoist temple must not be a place for you to cause trouble. Get out of here and go somewhere else!"
Wang Chong chuckled secretly. Of course he knew that it was either his master's action or Taoist Xuanhe's magic that allowed Yang Mingyuan to win this battle.
His heart moved, and Mo Huer and Yang Yincheng were so surprised that they both moved to the front, and he said to himself: "Daozhang Yang hid that thing in my old house a long time ago. Where can these bastards come here?" Find?"
Wang Chong let go, landed on the ground, and walked away gracefully.
Mo Huer was thoughtful. He played with Yang Yincheng for a while and already found out from the Taoist priest that Yang Zhuozhen and Meng Xihang were fighting for something.
It's just that Yang Yincheng didn't know what he was fighting for. His master never mentioned the talisman, so Mo Huer never asked the truth and could only think wildly.
This trouble-making demon king and the earth-shaking bear baby suddenly had a thought, and secretly thought: "Master and I are here to help, how can there be any reason to help in vain? Although I am a disciple now, I don't have a magic weapon with me. What will happen in the future? Acting chivalrously? Since there is a treasure here, I might as well borrow it for a while, and then return this ordinary thing to them after the master has rewarded me with a better flying sword magic weapon."
Mo Huer had made up his mind, so he pulled Yang Yincheng and asked, "Do you know where Tang Jingyu lives?"