Qian Sihai already knew that the old Taoist was very skilled in martial arts. He carried an adult weighing 180 pounds, like a baby in his hand, and easily left the bandits behind. So Qian Sihai didn't say anything and smiled and placed another handful of mutton slices in the pot. Fresh mutton is boiled in a pot, emitting a strong aroma. Qian Sihai sprinkled the chopped onion and fragrant vegetables into the pot, then scooped up a bowl of mutton soup for the old Taoist, and handed him a steaming Shaobing (Baked cake in griddle). The old Taoist picked up the white magnetic spoon and continued to eat it on his own, smacking his lips as he ate, praising the delicious taste.
Suddenly, the old Taoist took up the porcelain bowl and drank the mutton soup at the bottom of the bowl. He said in a loud voice, "Since everyone is here, why don't you show up? I have chosen a quiet place for you to go."
The one-eyed bandit emerged from the shadow, and his kung fu was the best among these bandits. He is very bored at the moment. The kidnappings that should have ended by the carriage were destroyed by the old Taoist. The old Taoist has been running with Boss Qian on his back for so long, and the speed is amazing. This old fellow is obviously difficult to deal with.
The one-eyed bandit managed to suppress the anger in his heart, and he still had to maintain his demeanor as a leader of the underworld. So he said to the old Taoist, "Old Taoist, please give this man to me, and I won't trouble you any more. Even if you take him with you today, it will not do you any good. Give him to me, and I will give you 500 silver coins, which will be enough for you to eat Pita bread soaked in Lamb Soup every day in the future."
The old Taoist put down his bowl and stood up slowly, staring at the one-eyed bandit and calmly asked, "On the fifth day of last month, in Heiniu Village, under the Qinglong Ridge of Zhongnan Mountain, a hunter's family of eight people was killed. There was only one infant crying for feeding in the room. Did you do this massacre?"
The one-eyed robber didn't know how to answer for a moment. There are things that can be done but cannot be said. He couldn't explain that at that time, our group was about to cross the Qinling Mountains and sneak into Xi'an City to commit a crime. Passing by the foot of Qinglong Ridge, we saw a family there. Originally, the archer asked the master for some water. However, when the archer saw a tiger skin hanging on the wall of the house, he became greedy. He suddenly attacked and killed the male owner, robbing the tiger's skin. Since he killed one person, we can only kill everyone to avoid leaking information.
The old Taoist didn't wait for him to answer, Hands folded to salute the sky: "Laozi, I am a Taoist and should not be involved in private hate killings. As you said, the universe has no emotions, and treats all life equally. A Taoist should also have no preference or hatred for all life. However, over the past 30 years, every time I descend the mountain to beg for alms, the hunter Yin Shanwang's family has repeatedly given me rice noodles. The Tao Te Ching says: Good and proper language can arouse people's respect, and good behavior can attract people to follow. If I don't uphold justice for Yin Shanwang, how can I make people imitate his kindness and charity?"
"Don't talk nonsense to him, Chief. We'll kill this old bastard right away! We're still in Xi'an City, and we can't stay here for too long. We've already killed a lot of people, so we should quickly tie Qian Sihai up and leave here." It turned out that the marksman arrived from the roof.
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At this moment, several more people came out of the alley, but they were all standing in the darkness not far from the lantern, dimly visible. But they vaguely surrounded the Pita bread soaked in Lamb Soup snack stand. Of course, the one-eyed bandit knows that the faster the crime is committed, the safer they will be. His two polite words are actually meant to delay the time until all the bandits under his command arrive. He saw that the bandits had surrounded the old Taoist and were about to order an attack, but he heard the most powerful and bearded bandit who finally arrived exclaim in surprise:"Are you the Wuwei Taoist Priest of Wenshi Temple in Zhongnan Mountain?"
The old Taoist pointed at him and cursed, "Little bald donkey, before your master died, you ran out of the Shaolin Temple to kill and set fire to be a robber. I checked that there were no hammer marks on the bodies of the eight members of Yin Shanwang's family. I don't think you were involved in killing and robbing at that time. If you were clever, leave quickly. I'll spare your life this time. Otherwise, I'll kill you, the traitor of the Shaolin Temple, for your master tonight!"
The tall, powerful, bearded bandit was furious, but the legendary Wuwei Taoist's kung fu was unfathomable, and his master also highly respected it. No one has ever seen the martial arts of Taoist Wuwei before. So he saluted and said:"I didn't kill anyone in Zhongnan Mountain that day, indeed because I respected you. However, the top experts in the underworld of the seven northern provinces are all here today. You have practiced for many years, so why you take risks? I guarantee here that you can leave quickly now, and my friends won't harm you!"
The one-eyed bandit has no patience anymore. Even if you are the legendary Wuwei Taoist Priest, you are now old. How could you possibly beat so many of us gangsters? Since you despise us so much, then damn it! The one-eyed robber coldly ordered, "Kill!"
The one-eyed bandit pulled out his sword and rushed up. The other bandits rushed forward, stabbing the old Taoist with their swords. The one-eyed bandit is confident that in the face of such a siege, any expert in the world will die, and even he himself is difficult to avoid.
The one-eyed robber saw the old Taoist only sneer and stood still. There is no intention of avoiding. The one-eyed robber was confident in his heart that he would be able to kill the old Taoist priest, but a hint of unease welled up again. Just as his knife was about to touch the old Taoist's body, he suddenly felt a flash of darkness in front of him, and the old Taoist had disappeared.
"What the hell? How could he possibly be so quick?" said a sentence in the hearts of the bandits.
Standing on the roof, the marksman was the first to shoot an arrow at the back of the old Taoist priest. Then he turned his gaze to Qian Sihai standing by the iron pot. He wants to kidnap him and extort his money. He heard that his granddaughter is also famous as a beautiful woman. He wants to find a way to get his granddaughter! As for Taoist Wuwei, he already regarded him as a dead person.
"You shameless person who likes sneaking attacks from behind! On the eight corpses of Yin Shanwang's family, three of them have your long arrows. You deserve your death!" A calm voice rang in the ear of the marksman. In his frightened gaze, the old Taoist grabbed him by the neck with a big hand and pinched him, accompanied by the sound of broken bones, the sharpshooter fell on the roof. The old Taoist jumped off the roof again and fluttered like butterflies among the top experts of the underworld. The bearded bandit only felt his back collar tighten, and before he could react, he felt the heavens and earth spinning and fell to the ground in an ugly way. His heart was filled with turmoil, saying, "How can there be such a master in the world? Is this still a human being?"
When the bearded bandit turned to look at his companion, he found them all lying on the ground, some groaning, some already silent, and their necks broken by the old Taoist.
This reversal occurs only between lightning and thunder, and in a flash, the outcome of life and death becomes clear.
The bearded bandit sat on the ground in a daze, his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at Taoist Wuwei. He knows that his master's kung fu is very powerful, and he is confident that he has surpassed his master. Since he left Shaolin Temple, he has defeated countless heroes with a hammer in his hand. He thought all heroes in the world were not rivals, but when did he ever see such outrageous kung fu?
Taoist Priest Wuwei clapped his hands as if he had done something insignificant, and then sat down beside the stall. Drink the other bowl of mutton soup Qian Sihai gave him, and then say to the bearded bandit:"If you don't get out of here, you won't be able to run away when the patrol arrives."
The whiskered bandit gritted his teeth and stood up, clasped his fists and saluted, saying, "Thank you very much for your mercy. I won't forget this kindness."