The scene in front of me gradually became clear, and the trees covered the sunlight, leaving golden spots.
Prepared, Meng Qi looked around vigilantly, but found no sign of an enemy attack.
"Eh?" After observing the environment clearly, Meng Qi frowned, slightly surprised.
Because he found that there were only three people standing around, Qi Zhengyan, who always had a straight face, with a look of bitterness and hatred, Xiang Hui, a gangster, and Xiao Zi, a delicate girl with no strength to restrain a chicken.
"Miss Jiang, senior brother Zhang is not here" Meng Qi felt helpless about this, he had already remembered the prompt of the main mission - "Divide the troops into two groups"!
But Meng Qi didn't hesitate either. If it was the last time, he would have been terrified, but now, he already has the basic power to protect himself. If he is still timid and fearful, what kind of man is he?
"Senior brother Qi, we have to find out how to get to Shaolin first." Meng Qi ignored the sobbing and trembling Xiao Zi and the anxious Xiang Hui, exchanged a look with Qi Zhengyan, and said concisely.
He found that he had no idea where he was now, and he didn't know which direction Shaolin was in.
Qi Zhengyan looked up at the sky, then looked at the nearby trees, pondered for a while and said: "I see that the trees are not dense, and I can hear the sound of cars and horses in the distance. It should be not far from the road. Go out first and find pedestrians." Ask for directions."
He knew that Meng Qi had very little experience in Jianghu, so he tried his best to recall what he had learned in order to lead everyone.
Meng Qi turned his head to Xiao Zi and Xiang Hui and said, "Are you two going to Shaolin by yourself, or are you following us?"
The little evil thoughts in his heart told Meng Qi that without these two oil bottles, he and Qi Zhengyan would be much more relaxed.
"Master, Master, I will follow you!" Xiao Zi trembled as if struck by lightning, and ran to Meng Qi's side in two or three steps, holding Meng Qi's sleeves tightly with both hands.
Xiang Hui smiled, nodded and bowed his head: "God monk, you are the only one who will follow my lead."
Seeing that they all flattered him, Meng Qi could probably guess their mentality. One was that he was a monk, so he naturally gave people a sense of compassion; Demonstrated martial arts, left a deep impression on them.
"Master Xiang, I didn't expect you to be an educated person?" Meng Qi said with a smile.
Xiang Hui hurriedly laughed and said: "Miao Zan, the divine monk, the young ones all learned from the white paper fan in the gang."
At first, he thought he was a Lu Zhishen type of reckless and rough person, but unexpectedly he was a flattering dogleg type. Meng Qi secretly sighed, and turned to Xiao Zi who was pulling his sleeve, "Little Zi girl, If you want to follow us, don't do this, it will hinder us from making a move."
He originally had some evil thoughts in his heart, but from Xiang Hui and Xiao Zi, he thought of the last reincarnation mission, if Jiang Zhiwei and others despised their low martial arts and didn't want to take him with them, then he would have died tragically among the men in black. He lost his hand, so he felt sympathy for each other, and moved his heart of compassion.
"Since my life was picked up by Miss Jiang out of kindness, let's show kindness when it's not dangerous." Meng Qi sighed inwardly. People pay for their lives.
Xiao Zi let go of her hand, stepped back a few steps, and stood side by side with Qi Hui, then suppressed her weeping, and followed Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan to the outside of the forest.
The ground in the forest was uneven, with protruding roots intertwined with decaying mud and fallen leaves. Xiao Zi stumbled as she walked, but she didn't cry out. She gritted her teeth and tried her best not to be left behind by everyone.
"It's soft on the outside and strong on the inside." Meng Qi, who was observing secretly, nodded slightly. If she was still crying and miserable, unwilling to endure hardship, spoiled and spoiled, he might not really want to abandon her.
You can take the oil bottle with you, but the burden is completely harming yourself.
Looking back, Meng Qi saw Qi Zhengyan's rigid face in front of him, and his heart skipped a beat.
This time the troops are divided into two groups, and Qi Zhengyan is the strongest on his side. Although he is not afraid of him, it is better to cooperate sincerely than to fight alone.
Well, we need to make friends and get closer. After thinking about it, Meng Qilue came up with an idea, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Qi, how is your practice with that sword technique?"
"One month is too short, so it can be regarded as an introduction." Qi Zhengyan nodded slightly, still looking serious.
Meng Qi said with a smile: "It's good to get started, and with the Changhe swordsmanship, Senior Brother Qi, your strength should be greatly improved."
"I haven't actually fought yet, so I dare not speak out." Qi Zhengyan answered concisely.
The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched: "Brother Qi, actually, why do you always have to be so heavy and so quiet? Since you can'tHuashan, I don't know which way to go? "
At the same time, most of Meng Qi's attention was on the salesman.
The old man said with a smile: "Follow this official road straight ahead, three days' journey"
Before he finished speaking, his expression changed, and he looked behind Meng Qi in astonishment.
The salesman had already pulled out a long sword from his shoulder pole, stepped on it, and rushed directly behind Meng Qi.
He actually did it directly? Could it be that his hearing is far superior to that of ordinary people? Meng Qi was surprised, but he was very focused and didn't feel in a hurry. He turned around, swung his long knife, and stopped at the shopkeeper.
Suddenly, Meng Qi felt a pain in his waist. At some point, the old man behind him had two more daggers in his hand and stabbed him fiercely in the waist.
Meng Qi took a step forward, trying to dodge the dagger, but at this moment, the dusty couple also rushed forward with their swords in hand, one pointed at Meng Qi's throat, and the other swept the knife towards Meng Qi's legs.
Alas, the old man playing the huqin sighed softly, pulled out a thin dagger from the huqin, dodged around, reached Meng Qi's back, and stabbed him in the back. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com