Volume 3: The disputes in Mingzhou City are gone, and it is difficult to carve a rotten wood for a hundred years Chapter 243: Hundred Ghosts Welcoming the Bride
Recently, the thief king Li Si reappeared in the world, and with him was a major event that affected almost the entire world.
Li Si was hunting down a man, a monk, a possessed monk. The older generation of Jianghu people might still have some impression of his name, because he had only disappeared in the last few decades, but no one expected that he would look like this when he appeared again.
His name is Yuanyuan, or Yuanji, which is his current name. When talking about him, we have to mention Shaolin Temple, because he has a deep connection with it. He is the second direct disciple of the previous Shaolin abbot and the first junior brother of the current Shaolin abbot Yuannian.
The monk started from Jiangnan and traveled westwards, doing six things in total. The first thing he did was to cross the Minjiang River, where he caused the river to overturn with his golden body, destroying countless longboats and frightening off Heng Liancheng, the leader of the Sishui Gang.
The second thing was that the gate of the Golden Sword Sect was destroyed overnight, Yan Jinling's Golden Wing Sword was broken, and a ring sword was taken away. It was rumored that people in the nearby city saw a fire all over the sky that day.
The third thing was that he broke into the Shaolin Temple in Songshan, injured Yuannian, killed Yuanjie, crippled Yuanlu, tore up a Buddhist scripture, and burned a cassock.
The fourth thing was the destruction of the Huashan Sect’s ancestral temple and breaking the arm of Huashan Sect’s leader Yue Changfeng.
The fifth thing was to kill the then Minister of War Liu Hanxing and then throw his head in front of the gate of the imperial palace.
The sixth thing was to find Xiao Muchu from Fengyu Tower, ask him for some information, and then leave Fengping City.
Along the way, Li Si had been chasing Yuanji, but he couldn't stop him from doing anything. It was undeniable that although the old monk's Qinggong was not as fast as his, it was difficult for him to stop him if he wanted to leave.
After Minjiang, the two fought several more times, disrupting the forest fire at Jindao Gate, smashing the stone Buddha at the foot of Songshan Mountain, breaking the mountain pillars in front of Huashan Mountain, and overturning the palace in the imperial palace.
But he could only arrive after the old monk had finished what he was going to do.
But there was nothing that could be done, because Li Si had no idea where Yuanji was going next, and there was no way to catch up with him after he disappeared. So all he could do was to ask around for information, follow his whereabouts as much as possible, and then rush over as soon as possible after he revealed his whereabouts.
Now, almost everyone in the martial arts world knows that Li Si is hunting down someone, a monk with unparalleled martial arts skills.
It is undeniable that before this monk, almost no one could practice martial arts to this level, and some people even compared him with the former Demon Cult leader He Lang. The final result was that this old monk was better.
Because whether people who have seen him fight or not know that when he fights with others, there will be a giant golden Buddha behind him, and every move he makes has the power to move mountains and break seas. The peak of Huashan was broken by him when he fought with Li Si.
It was an internal energy that was so vast that it reverberated between heaven and earth. It was difficult to describe in words. It was rumored that anyone below the level of a famous master could not even move an inch in it.
Can Li Si kill the monk? Most people in the martial arts world don't think so. Although it is true that Li Si's Qinggong is unparalleled in the world, he can't even hurt the monk, so how can he kill him? They think that Li Si will eventually be killed by the monk. This may be a disaster in the martial arts world. Only when the monk has done what he wants to do, everything will end.
Yes, the monk seemed to be doing something, but no one knew what he was doing. All they knew was that although he was possessed by a demon and didn't care about other people's lives, he wasn't going to kill people indiscriminately. He seemed to have a purpose, but it was a purpose that others couldn't understand.
November, Tianmen Mountain.
The days were getting colder and colder, and a drizzle began to fall from the sky, enough to freeze people's hands and feet.
In front of a lonely grave, a strange old man was kneeling there.
He was wearing a blood-red robe and had thick makeup on his face. He looked very young, like a groom dressed in strange clothes.
In fact, there was indeed a wedding procession standing behind him. They were carrying a red sedan chair with golden flowers, and there were about a hundred people standing silently on the mountain road of Tianmen Mountain. They looked like a rich lady getting married, full of joy. Unfortunately, these people had no faces, so it was impossible to tell whether they were sad or happy.
The "people" in the team were all wearing bright red clothes and pants, and there was even a "tall horse" among them. A red cloth flower was tied on the horse's chest, and the flower was so red that it looked like it could drip blood. Especially after being wet by the rain, it looked even more delicate and charming.
The strange old man knelt for a long time, and he didn't know when a person appeared behind him.
"You're here." He opened his mouth and said slowly in a rather pleasant voice.
"Yeah." The old monk, holding a sword, looked at the strange old man with his back to him and responded neither lightly nor heavily.
"I did some things on the way."
"Go kill Yuanjie?" A slightly sarcastic sneer appeared on the strange old man's face. If Li Si were here, he might be surprised why he was talking and why he was laughing.
"You are still as fond of killing as ever ."
"I was not ." The old monk explained for some unknown reason.
"He wanted to die."
There was no more talking on the mountain path. Only the sound of rain remained, still ringing softly, not knowing what was going on.
"It doesn't matter." The strange old man suddenly said.
"Anyway, today is the end between you and me."
"Yeah." The old monk nodded and silently drew out the sword in his hand. The blade was stained with a few raindrops, adding a bit of chilliness.
Thirty-one years ago, he used this knife to kill his last enemy, the strange old man's wife.
Haha, he still remembered the taste of that blood-soaked steamed bun, and even half of it, which he fed to Li Si.
The strange old man patted his clothes, stood up from the ground, turned around and looked at the old monk. In fact, on the , he should have decided the fate of life and death with the old monk.
If they hadn't happened to run into Li Si who got up at night, they wouldn't have been able to live in peace until now.
"Who left the wound on your face?" Looking at the bloodstains on the old monk's face, the curious old man asked another question.
"What do you think? Who else can hurt me besides you?" The old monk gave an unclear answer, but it was enough for the strange old man.
"Si'er." When this name was mentioned, a rare hint of tenderness flashed across the strange old man's eyes.
"How is he?"
"Not bad." The old monk raised the knife in his hand: "If we fight for a longer time, he might be able to see you die."
"Really?" The strange old man laughed and raised his hands.
At once, hundreds of faceless puppets looked at the old monk at the same time. A breeze blew by, lifting the curtain of the bridal sedan in the wedding procession, revealing the face of the "bride" inside.
She is the only doll with a real face in the entire team, and was painted by the strange old man to show the utmost beauty in the world.
"Well, start now. I will let 'her' kill you with her own hands."
