Chapter 316 You...you...you know magic
Chu Pingsheng ignored Mu Wanqing, turned around, put the purple sand cup on the wooden table, picked up the rosary next to it and held it in his hand.
"Oh, I also asked Abi to change the bedding. You have been waiting for this day for a long time, right?"
"..."
"Why don't you say anything? This kind of thing At this time, shouldn’t you be so happy? Why are you acting like an old monk with no desires or desires?”
Mu Wanqing threw away the long sword in her hand and went to untie the strap under her chin.
“…”
Chu Pingsheng remained silent, just gently twisting the beads and teaching Amitabha Buddha in detail.
"Why are you pretending to be a monk? Come on, haven't you always wanted my body?" Mu Wanqing broke through the bead curtain, walked into the main room, threw her hat outwards, and turned it around. Entering the lake, it rippled a few times and then slowly sank.
Under the red candle, a face that was unbearable to look at was reflected, with several new scars crisscrossing it, some of which were still bleeding. It looked like they had been scarred not long ago.
"Alas."
Chu Pingsheng sighed, without showing any surprise or horror, as if he had known this.
With hatred in her eyes, Mu Wanqing took off her undershirt and skirt, leaving only her tube top. Her fair skin and excellent figure formed a very special shape with her almost disfigured face. A cruel contrast.
"Come on, don't you want me? What? Are you scared?"
"..."
"I've delivered it to your door. You don't want this, hahahaha...hahahaha... Monk Kong, you didn't expect it, didn't you?"
Mu Wanqing looked like a lunatic, looking up to the sky with a smile, and in her voice His mood is not so much cheerful as resentful.
She took his hand and pressed it on her face.
Chu Pingsheng frowned and pulled his hand away.
Like mother, like daughter. Qin Hongmian is a pervert, and her daughter is not a good person. From the plot, Duan praised her for informing her, but she tied her hands. Driving the horse to drag him along, his violence and viciousness are evident.
Mu Wanqing said bitterly: "I can't resist you, but I can destroy myself."
Chu Pingsheng walked forward with his hands behind his hands, the rosary swaying gently with his swaying back.
"Last year I left Dali and headed to the south of the Yangtze River. When I was crossing the Jinsha River, I encountered you, Qin Hongmian, Zhong Wanchou, and Gan Baobao blocking the way. There were also Granny Yu of the Haotian tribe of Lingjiu Palace and her family. Tribesmen, Shaolin monks Xuandu, Huilun, and Huijing participated in the battle. At that time, I did not take the lives of Xuandu and the others. However, after arriving in the Central Plains, during the battle of Juxianzhuang, Xuannan and Xuanji asked me why I killed Xuandu and "The three monks of Hui Lun."
"I left by boat that day, and Granny Yu and her disciples were unable to fight anymore. Who can kill the three monks with Gan Bao in my hands and give Zhong Wanchou ten more?" He didn't dare to kill the three monks and put the blame on me. Mu Wanqing, you said...who did this?"
Mu Wanqing took a half step back, incompatible with the blood marks. Her beautiful eyes showed a trace of confusion and a little panic.
Monk Kong was right in his guess. She and Qin Hongmian killed the three monks Xuandu, Huilun and Huijing in Shaolin Temple in order to frame the blame on him - the mother and daughter were not strong enough to avenge the humiliation, so then Use the power of Shaolin Temple to kill him.
The last time I came to Xiaojing Lake, I saw that Monk Kong was safe and sound, and he actually put Ruan Xingzhu to sleep. When the mother and daughter left, Qin Hongmian lamented that the monks in Shaolin Temple were all a bunch of people with nothing to do with their food and wine bags. There is nothing that can be done about this guy who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors.
"Back in the Dali Palace, I just told you everything about your life. One of you, mother and daughter, wanted to stab me with a sword, and the other wanted Duan Zhengchun to become my enemy. Even so, I just slapped you. Forget it, mother slaps you a few times. Later, Duan Yanqing gave you and Duan Yu the Yin Yang and He San. Instead of going to the culprit to settle the score, you mother and daughter spread your anger on me and killed three monks of the Shaolin Temple to frame the blame. Give it to me, Mu Wanqing, to be fair, what do you think I should do with you and your mother?"
Mu Wanqing took another step back.
Chu Pingsheng turned around and moved forward, advancing step by step: "You have also seen the fate of Murong and his son. Do you really think that I can't make you mother and daughter live and die?"
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Mu Wanqing continued to retreat until there was a thud and she could no longer retreat, then she realized that her back had hit the wall.
Chu Pingsheng pointed his finger in the air, and she was hit on an acupoint, unable to move.
锵.
Hearing the sound of the long sword being unsheathed again, he saw in his hand a beautifully shaped long sword with many exquisite carvings on the scabbard. With a strong pull, a green light suddenly appeared, and the sword was full of energy. , you can feel a scalp-numbing chill from a few feet away.
"Yes, we killed people, please kill me."
Mu Wanqing closed her eyes and waited generously for death.
Tap.
Tap.
The monk's shoes stepped lightly on the floor, and the sound got closer and closer.
But she did not feel the coldness of the sword. Instead, she felt the soft touch. When she opened her eyes and looked around, she saw him writing and drawing on the almost disfigured face with his fingers.
"You...what are you doing?"
"Get out of here."
As soon as the voice fell, she felt numbness in Yufu and Yunmen points, her qi and blood flowed through, and she could move.
At the same time, she noticed that the monk's retracted fingers were stained with crimson, but she didn't think much about it.
“Don’t regret it.”
"Hmph."
The monk's robe fluttered slightly, his rosary beads trembled slightly, and Chu Pingsheng turned his back.
Mu Wanqing bit her lip and stared at his back for a while, then left with confusion. When she left the cabin, she was stirred by the lake breeze. She raised her hand to touch the injury on her face, but stopped midway. .
……
At the same time. The north shore of Xiaojing Lake.
The wind blew the green branches of the birch forest, making a rustling sound.
Abi’s hair on her temples danced lightly.
A'Zhu's brows were filled with a trace of sadness that could not be resolved. There was a little bruise behind the corner of his mouth, which was pinched by his sister when he and A'Zi were fighting earlier.
She was carrying a coarse cloth bundle on her shoulders, as if she was leaving Xiaojing Lake and preparing for a long journey.
"Abi, I really didn't expect that you would actually persuade me to recognize a thief as my father. She caused Brother Xiao so much misery, she caused so much misery to the young master, and now even Mother and A'Zi have been deceived by him and listened to those smooth words. What on earth are you... What's wrong?"
"Sister A'Zhu, you can't fight him. If you leave today, you will only bring trouble to Xiao Feng. You are now Master Kong's maid, and he hates others betraying him. "
"Master Kong? You actually called him Master Kong! Abi, have you been kicked in the head?"
Abi lowered her head and said sadly: "No matter what you do. Look at me, I will never let you go today."
"Abi, don't force me. If Mrs. Izumi had known it, I don't know how disappointed she would be when she saw you like this."
Abi looked pained when she heard this.
At this moment, A'Zhu suddenly came closer, pointed out her finger, and closed her acupuncture point.
"Sister A'Zhu, you..."
A'Zhu was afraid that she would call someone, so he pointed out again, closed her mute point, didn't say much, and went there carrying the baggage. Running north, the lake breeze blew in, scattering the rustling footsteps.
When I was young, I heard a long and faint sigh, and a black shadow fell in the wind.
Abi felt her body lightened and she could speak and move.
"Sister A'Zhu..."
Chu Pingsheng said: "I know."
"Then you..."
"This is Her choice makes her mentally prepared to take responsibility for her actions.”
Abi's face was extremely ugly. She looked at the place where A'Zhu disappeared, wanting to help her sister to plead for mercy. When she turned around, she realized that the monk had already left.
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North Shore Log Cabin.
An hour ago, Ruan Xingzhu helped Azi and A'zhu apply safflower oil on the bruises, taught them a few words, and then went to the room to rest.
Halfway through her sleep, she heard a burst of sobs trying to suppress her emotions from next door. She got up from the bed and walked over wearing a light purple gauze dress.
"Miss Mu?"
The door was unlatched and opened with a push. Mu Wanqing was seen lying on the round table with her back to the door, her shoulders hunched and her body trembling slightly. Yes, she was there. cry.
She knew that Qin Hongmian's mother and daughter had a bad relationship with Monk Kong Kong. When she saw Mu Wanqing following Duan Yu, she asked the girl to stay in a wooden house on the north bank to avoid being upset over there. Unexpectedly... she was really scared. What comes comes.
"What happened?"
Ruan Xingzhu walked over, sat down on the round stool next to him, patted the girl's shoulder with his hand, and asked softly.
"Did Monk Kong bully you?"
"..."
Mu Wanqing didn't speak, just sobbed softly.
Ruan Xingzhu said: "Miss Mu, if you don't tell me, how can I help you vent your anger? Although... well, no matter what, he has also lived on the south bank of Xiaojing Lake for several months... I mentioned As long as the request is not excessive, he will still agree."
"Do you know that the last time my mother and I came to Xiaojing Lake, I wanted to kill you."
"I know."
"I know you are still so kind to me?"
Ruan Xingzhu sighed: "Well, in fact, your mother is not a miserable person."
Mu Wanqing's body trembled. It took a long time before she made up her mind. She slowly straightened up and looked at the woman who was so gentle that she could be said to be two extremes from her mother.
“Why is there so much blood on your face?”
Ruan Xingzhu was startled and stood up suddenly, his eyes flickering and he dared not look directly.
"Are you scared?" Mu Wanqing said bitterly: "This is all because of him."
Ruan Xingzhu thought for a moment, slowly calmed down, turned around and left the room, not much After a while, he returned to Mu Wanqing's room carrying a wooden basin.
“Anyway, let’s clean up the wound first, okay?”
She dipped the face towel on the edge of the tub into warm water, wring it out and then dipped it into Mu Wanqing’s face The blood stains on it.
First dipping, then wiping, and wiping, Ruan Xingzhu's expression became quite strange, and finally he said with a smile: "Miss Mu, you are so smart, even I was almost fooled by you."
(End of this chapter)