Chapter 54 (1/2)
What a Baoguang Tathagata Deng Yuanjue. His Zen stick is waving like a green dragon. It is powerful and heavy. He is afraid that tens of thousands of kilograms of strength will die if rubbed and hurt if touched. If he didn't have no intention to kill, I'm afraid that one of the two internal experts would be smashed by him.
Deng Yuanjue glanced at Chen ang and his party and snorted coldly. He heavily inserted the Zen stick into the ground. The gravel ground on the official road was very solid when trodden by horses, but it was as deep as tofu. If it were not for his excellent internal Xuangong, he would never have been so smokeless and angry.
”You guys are sneaky and mean. I'd like to ask you what's the matter with coming to muzhou?” Deng Yuanjue tried the martial arts of two internal experts. Although they are far inferior to him, they are also first-class experts in the Jianghu. Muzhou is the stronghold of Ming religion. When he saw that Chen ang and his party have extraordinary martial arts, he became alert instinctively.
Huang Chang snorted coldly. Obviously, he couldn't bear to see Deng Yuanjue's territorial style. He immediately said, ”I don't know when there will be a small imperial court in muzhou. Is it the royal land of the Song Dynasty in the world? When will we have to explain to you when we are free to come and go? Are you an official or a imperial court?”
When Deng Yuanjue heard this, a pair of leopards opened their eyes and shouted angrily, ”OK! It's the running dog of the imperial court. You can eat a staff first!” then he pulled up his Zen staff and shook off a staff flower in the air. The broken stones at the head of the staff shot out one after another and hit the trees, shaking the trees rustling with fallen leaves. At the place where the shadow of the staff was waved, there was a thunderbolt like explosion in the air.
At this time, the old man on the horse suddenly coughed violently. His face was purple and red. He struggled to breathe. His thin and bent body trembled violently, and his gray hair hung down his face powerlessly.
When Deng Yuanjue heard the old man's painful voice, his violent movements suddenly froze. He hesitated to put down the Zen stick in his hand. Ignoring that Huang Shang was still on the side, he put the refined steel Zen stick beside him and carefully picked up the old man to help him. The ferocious face was very soft and light at this time, brushing the saliva from the corners of the mouth for the old man.
Huang Chang had already transported his internal power to his palms. He couldn't help but loosen his momentum. He calmly walked aside, turned his back to Deng Yuanjue, and refused to take advantage of him. One of them focused on taking care of the old man, and the other turned a blind eye to the other. He was a magnanimous person.
Deng Yuanjue spared no effort to calm the old man's breath. After doing so many times, he made the old man look better. Seeing that the old man's breath was a little gentle, he hurried to mention the Zen staff and said to Huang Shang, ”I still have something to do. Even if I lose this time, I'll be a magnanimous man depending on your behavior. Although you used to be, Mingjiao will never be difficult with you.”
”Why do I need you to let me?” Huang Chang brushed his sleeve and said, ”my behavior is my own cultivation. What does it have to do with others and you? It's still life and death when I meet again. You're really insulting me.”
Deng Yuanjue didn't say a word. He was about to run quickly with the old man on his back. Huang Chang shouted to him, ”take the horse! The old man is so hot that I can't ignore it. Besides, there are some summer medicine here. Take it quickly.”
Huang Chang saw his face hesitated and said with a sneer, ”do you think my official is kind to you? No, all the people of the great Song Dynasty are my parents and relatives. You have your filial piety and I have my responsibility. When I meet in the future, I will cut off your anti thief head first!”
Deng Yuanjue was furious when he heard the speech: ”what a running dog of the imperial court. Who cuts whose head? It's still two words! The sabre of the family has long been sharpened. If you hadn't done evil by the imperial court, you would have forced salt households to boil salt. How could the old man be so hot?”
”I've cut off the head of the salt officer, and there's a lot of you!”
But he caught the medicine bottle thrown by Huang Chang, twisted it under his nose and smelled it. He smeared it on the nose of the old man. Huang Chang listened to his scolding and his face turned red with anger. He also heard of evil officials in the court. Although he was angry at Deng Yuanjue's killing of officials and rebellion, he still endured his dissatisfaction.
Deng Yuanjue can be an old man who has never met. He spends a lot of energy, runs away from others for hundreds of miles in dog days, and even kills officials and rebels, leaving his family and life behind. Obviously, he is a hero. If Qiao Feng sees it, he is afraid to take him to drink three jars of wine, but in the eyes of scholars like Huang Shang, his mood is extremely contradictory.
On the one hand, I admire their pride, on the other hand, I am angry that they are lawless.
Chen ang was totally indifferent to Wang FA. He also liked Deng Yuanjue, a market hero. He sorted out an open space, untied his cloak, spread it on the ground, and said to Deng Yuanjue, ”I'm a doctor. Help the old man.”
When Deng Yuanjue saw the dense silver needles in his waist box, he believed it in his heart and frankly supported the old man. The old man's forehead was full of sweat and his body trembled. Chen ang pinched his pulse and found that the old man's body was in deficit and his energy was leaking. He was hanging only by Deng Yuanjue's internal power.
”Fortunately, you didn't give up. If you don't help him, he will die if you can't get to muzhou!” Chen ang twisted a silver needle and disappeared into the old man's spirit. His left hand was like playing a lute, twisting, playing, brushing and stabbing, quickly turning into an illusion and brushing the silver needle.
A hot Qi was forced out and turned into a white mist. It rose slowly from the old man's spirit. Chen ang kept his right hand and his internal power was on the old man's many acupoints. The gentle Qi of the synopsis of the Golden Chamber reconciled Yin and Yang and calmed the old man's unbalanced breath.