Sword Master: Call me Grandpa
Lin Yuan exhaled and forced herself to calm down: "You are trying to sow discord. Even if there is a problem, I will find out by myself."
"I'm afraid you don't have this chance..." The candlelight on the wall dyed his mask blood red and dark, like a demon from hell.
"Yes, kill me quickly, otherwise you will have no chance." Lin Yuan looked directly into Pei Jiu's cold black eyes and showed an innocent smile.
Because of the 16th rule of "36 Stratagems of Evil": "The villain dies because of talking too much."
System: "Warning! Host, please rescue yourself, otherwise the last punishment will be implemented."
Lin Yuan used her consciousness to communicate with it: "What do you know? I'm doing the opposite. He will definitely not let me die easily."
Pei Jiu took out a small white jade bottle from his sleeve and poured out a black pill. "Wish you would experience the feeling of termites gnawing at your heart. You will neither be able to live nor die."
Two masked men stepped forward and held down Lin Yuan's hands and feet. Pei Jiu pinched Lin Yuan's jaw. Lin Yuan struggled in panic, gritting his teeth and digging his fingers into the soil on the ground.
He increased his strength, and Lin Yuan burst into tears in pain. She unconsciously loosened her teeth and the pill was stuffed into her mouth.
Pei Jiu slapped her on the chest. Lin Yuan pretended to swallow and choked and coughed.
"Stop!" A sword came through the air, pointing directly at Pei Jiu. Two subordinates drew their swords to block Ling Xu's sword.
Yuan Xuanlang caught the sword and faced the two masked men.
“Ding-dang——”
The weapons clashed and the cold light flashed everywhere.
The masked man was very skilled in martial arts, and when the blade cut into their bodies, they seemed to feel no pain and continued to fight with him.
Lin Yuan grabbed a handful of sand and threw it towards Pei Jiu's eyes, and took the opportunity to escape from the danger zone.
"Hey, kid, the main road is on the left and the underground fire is on the right." A voice came from the window.
Lin Yuan turned her head and saw a middle-aged man wearing linen clothes and with messy hair and beard leaning against the window. He looked like a beggar, as if he had no bones.
How long had he been watching us? He must have found our "playing around" funny, so he remained silent. Ha, what a weird old man!
Yuan Xuanlang understood and blocked the attacks from both sides.
"The Immortal points the way, the sword spins three times, good!"
"There is no way out, no way out." The "beggar's" voice was clear, powerful and unhurried.
Yuan Xuanlang pierced the masked man's heart with a sword and slapped the other man's heart with a palm, and the two masked men fell down.
Pei Jiu sneered: "Hmph, don't be too happy too soon. She has already swallowed the Five Poison Powder. She will die from the excruciating pain within half an hour!"
"Leave the antidote!" Yuan Xuanlang raised his sword and tried to capture him.
A cloud of white smoke suddenly exploded. Yuan Xuanlang covered his mouth and nose, but was still choked.
The white smoke gradually dissipated, and when he looked again, Pei Jiu was gone. When he was about to chase him, Lin Yuan called out to him, "Don't chase him! Don't chase him, cough cough..."
Yuan Xuanlang exhaled a breath of foul air, sheathed his sword, turned around, and ran to Lin Yuan, his clenched fists trembling slightly. "I'm sorry, I haven't got the antidote yet."
Lin Yuan lowered her head and played with the corner of her clothes, saying cheerfully, "It's okay. Just close your eyes, kick your legs, and it will be over."
Yuan Xuanlang grabbed her shoulders and said, "How could you do this? What are you going to do to the living?"
"Oh, okay, okay," Lin Yuan laughed, pinching a pill between her fingers: "I'm not that stupid!"
She had already pressed the pill under her tongue and showed it to Pei Jiu, but later spit it out in time.
She raised her head, but was stunned. His eyes were red. Even if he died, it would be me. Why was he crying?
Yuan Xuanlang pushed her away, turned his back to her, and sat on the ground with a gloomy expression: "Is it fun to play tricks on your senior brother?"
He spoke calmly.
Lin Yuan was keenly aware that, usually, a storm was brewing beneath the calm.
"Of course not. You've teased me so many times, I'm just taking a small revenge. But I really do want to thank you for saving my life, brother! Lin Yuan has no way to repay you, but...but..."
Lin Yuan squatted in front of him and spoke from the bottom of her heart. She didn't know what to say in the end, but he still didn't look at her. It seemed that he was really angry.
She could only sit on the ground and scratch the ground with her fingers, muttering: "I really don't know what to say. Life and death are serious matters. I shouldn't have lied to you. What else is wrong? I don't know. Can you tell me?"
She pouted and was really about to cry.
"You shouldn't joke about your own life!"
"Yes, you are right!" Lin Yuan stood up.
"Hey, the young are formidable. Hey! I, an old man, have been guiding you for quite some time. Shouldn't you thank me?"
Yuan Xuanlang immediately stood up and bowed to the beggar-like figure in the window: "My apologies, senior. Thank you for your guidance. I am deeply grateful."
"Hmph, no thanks." He spat out the three precious words and returned to his lazy tone.
He changed his steps, turned around and jumped out of the window.
Yuan Xuanlang saw it, carrying a broken sword on his back, and quickly jumped out of the window to chase him, shouting as he ran: "Master, Master, don't go!"
Lin Yuan was dumbfounded. Besides Situ Yikong, he had another master?
Lin Yuan followed and saw the moonlight shining through the forest, but the senior was gone.
"Is he your master?" Lin Yuan asked.
Before he could reply, the senior came flying back, lying on the hilt of his sword, holding the wine gourd in one hand, tilting his head back to pour wine into his mouth.
"When did I become your master?" the senior asked, tilting his head.
Yuan Xuanlang bowed again: "The moment you began to guide me, you became my master."
Lin Yuan was extremely shocked. This guy was really eager to become his disciple.
The senior laughed and said, "I don't have any apprentices, only grandchildren."
Yuan Xuanlang bowed again: "Grandfather! Please teach me martial arts!"
The senior laughed heartily, his voice full of cheerfulness and willfulness. "Very good, very good! I'll only demonstrate it once, so you can see clearly."
"Do I need to avoid it?" Lin Yuan asked.
Senior: "No need, little girl, you won't understand even if you see it."
Lin Yuan: “…”
"Lone Star Sword Style!" The senior raised his sword, the sword shadows changing, a hundred styles in a moment. Falling stars flourished, illuminating the dark night!
Yuan Xuanlang stared intently.
When the sword was about to be sheathed, the blades of the wind automatically began to rustle.
“Understand it well, hahahaha…” The senior tapped his toes, flew away on the wind, and returned on the leaves.
"Master, grandfather, your grandson still wants to show his filial piety to you!" Yuan Xuanlang cupped his hands into a trumpet shape and shouted into the air.
There was no response except the rustling of leaves.
"Who is he? He actually knows the Lone Star Sword Style?"
Yuan Xuanlang unsheathed his sword and tried a few moves: "He is the Sword Saint known in the martial arts world—Li Changqing."
Lin Yuan's eyes widened. Sword Saint! Li Changqing! Isn't this what Wu Liangye said on New Year's Day? I never thought I'd actually see him one day.
Yuan Xuanlang's face was filled with excitement as he spoke non-stop, "He was a legendary figure. Twenty years ago, he defeated all the martial arts masters in the world and mastered many martial arts styles. However, he retired from the martial arts world at the height of his fame. It is said that he found his soulmate. Others say that he made a bet with someone that if he got drunk on that person's liquor, he would spend all his money and retire from the martial arts world..."
Lin Yuan: "Oh~, it turns out that the arrogant senior brother can also bow down to others."
Yuan Xuanlang put a hand on her shoulder and said, "No, that's called respecting your teacher, regardless of whether he is noble or poor."
"Okay, whatever you say is right." Lin Yuan changed the subject and asked, "Brother, how did you find me?"
"Fishfall and her snake."
Lin Yuan's eyes darkened. "Where did the fish fall?"
"She... after listening to the masked man, she said she was going to reunite with Senior Sister. The enemy's words are probably lies. I don't think Yu Luo is that kind of person."
Lin Yuan nodded: "Well, I will find time to explain it to her."
After the two men reunited with the others, Liangjiabao had been raided by government officials and the abducted children had been rescued.
However, the lord of Liangjiabao put forward a scapegoat to take the blame for him, and the county government turned a blind eye. The court was useless and the salary was meager. Liangjiabao and the county government had mutual interests, so how could they really destroy Liangjiabao?
As the sun reached its zenith, Yuan Xuanlang and Lin Yuan handed the children over to their parents.
Only seven children were rescued, and some parents still couldn't find their children, so they surrounded the county government office. It can be seen that the number of missing people was not just the eleven listed in the case.
They cried and shouted: "Master, why didn't you save my child earlier? If you had gone earlier, he wouldn't have died..."
They grabbed Yuan Xuanlang's sleeves and said, "Give the child back to me, give it back to me."
"You are unworthy of being called the Knights of Mirror Lake..."
However, Yuan Xuanlang simply comforted them with compassion and sorrow, and allowed them to vent.
Lin Yuan's anger surged unconsciously, and he became very anxious. "Are you idiots? These people won't listen to you at all!"
Lin Yuan broke free from the shackles of the crowd, pushed aside the crying people, and drew his sword across Yuan Xuanlang. "If you want to die, just come and hit me. Let's see who dies faster, you or me!"
This time no one came forward. After a moment of silence, they sat on the ground and cried.
Lin Yuan grabbed Yuan Xuanlang's sleeve, pulled him back to the county government office, closed the door, and pushed him against the door wall.
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