From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 135 Thoughts

The moon is bright.

The night wind was cool, and the smell of blood attracted the dogs in the distant village. The barking of dogs and the faint chirping of cicadas rose and fell one after another.

The moonlight was as silver as silver. Mingyue was very beautiful, tall, and had a cold personality. She should have been like a fairy in the moon.

But at this moment, with a sword in his arms and wearing tight black casual clothes, he not only gives the impression that no one is allowed to approach him, but also that no strangers are allowed to approach him. Although the immortal spirit is still there, there is a hint of murderous intent hidden in it.

Meng Yuan was a gentleman and didn't stare at her closely. He just thought that Mingyue was not wearing men's clothes tonight, but was holding a sword against her chest, which revealed some of her outline.

In comparison, Meng Yuan felt that Hu Qian and Mingyue were not much different, but Hu Qian kept hiding her incompetence and went through so many twists and turns that she lost her balance and wasted her mother's efforts. Mingyue obviously understood the principle that too much is as bad as too little.

Before midnight, one person was dead, one was injured, and both were holding swords.

"Captain Huang," Meng Yuan didn't know when Mingyue had arrived, so he didn't ask in detail. He just stepped forward and asked, "What have you learned in the half month since you entered the mountain?"

"Hahaha!" Huang Yousheng spat out blood and laughed sinisterly, "Meng Xiaoqi, we worked hard to investigate, but you attacked us. You ignored the overall situation and the people of the country, but now you want to get information?"

"At noon, you all put knives to my neck. If it weren't for the prince's help, I would have been dead by now." Meng Yuan sneered, "How dare you talk about serving the country?"

Meng Yuan squatted down and whispered, "When you wanted to kill me, I was waiting for this moment. I don't care about the overall situation, I just want to kill you. After you die, I will find your family and sell your old wives, concubines, children and grandchildren. The men will be slaves and the women will be prostitutes. You see if I can do it."

"You traitor, you you..." Huang Yousheng knew that this guy was eloquent, but he was still so angry that he vomited blood. His eyes were red, but his limbs were broken and he couldn't even stand up. He could only glare at Meng Yuan, and finally looked at Mingyue and said, "Lady Mingyue, you won't kill this kind of person?"

"Kill him? It will dirty my sword." Mingyue said.

Eh? Meng Yuan looked at Mingyue curiously, but saw that she was looking up slightly at the bright moon in the sky.

One day, I will let you know whether I am dirty or not! Meng Yuan is a person who becomes more courageous as he faces more setbacks, and does not care about the gains and losses of the moment.

Huang Yousheng was stunned, tears and blood welled up in his eyes, "It's all Qiu's fault! I told him to leave early, but he insisted on going to whorehouse!"

"Alright, alright." Meng Yuan consoled him and asked, "How is the July 7th Dao Society's investigation going?"

"That's not it." Mingyue said, "Ask him if he met anyone from the Western Buddhist Kingdom in the mountains."

Meng Yuan immediately understood that Miss Mingyue should have also looked into the matter of the Taoist meeting.

"No," Huang Yousheng endured the pain and recalled for a moment, saying, "We didn't dare to go deeper, we just asked a few monsters outside."

After hearing this, Mingyue stopped asking questions and turned away.

Meng Yuan saw that Mingyue had no problem, but he still had many questions, so he asked, "Where will the Taoist meeting be held? Can you draw a map?"

"The Taoist association is in the Hulu Mountain area. We have drawn a simple map." Huang Yousheng looked at his chest.

Meng Yuan went inside and took out a thin bamboo tube, and poured out a roll of animal skin.

After looking at it, I found that from Wangjiang Cliff all the way south, it was marked near Qishui Town. Hulu Mountain was southwest of Funiushan Mountain, and I had to climb over seven or eight hills before I was deep in the mountains.

After collecting the animal skin, Meng Yuan asked again, "What is the relationship between Monk Xuanzhen and Captain Li?"

"Captain Li's nephew has received training from a senior monk at Lanruo Temple," Huang Yousheng said.

It turned out to be a lay disciple! Meng Yuan understood and asked, "Who else has Monk Xuanzhen interacted with?"

"I haven't heard of it since." Huang Yousheng finished speaking. Seeing Meng Yuan holding up the knife, he said in panic: "Don't you want to know why Captain Li wants to deal with you? Let me tell you..."

"I do not want to know."

Meng Yuan smiled and stabbed the knife into Huang Yousheng's chest.

"Do you still want to kill Captain Li?" Mingyue asked softly when she saw this.

"If we don't kill, hatred will never end." Meng Yuan put away his knife, wiped the blade clean, and continued, "But I won't kill him. I will use my virtue to influence him."

Mingyue glanced at Meng Yuan, as if to say: What kind of virtue do you have? Do you think you can't beat him for the time being?

The two enemies were dead. Meng Yuan searched them carefully and found two bottles of elixirs, six hundred taels of silver notes and loose change, as well as an identity token.

Meng Yuan crushed the token and threw it away, and flames appeared from his fingertips.

The night was clear and from a distance it looked like flickering ghost lights, and the two bodies turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

The fire of essence is growing violently and has reached perfection.

Meng Yuan was satisfied.

"You are quite skilled at this kind of thing." Mingyue seemed to have become closer to Ying Rushi and had learned some verbal skills, but unfortunately she did not get the true teachings from Ying Rushi.

"It's just a matter of life." Meng Yuan sighed helplessly and asked, "Why are you here, girl?"

"I also went into the mountains to investigate." Mingyue held the sword, glanced at Meng Yuan, and said, "I was already in Qishui Town last night."

"It turns out that the girl has been protecting me secretly!" Meng Yuan bowed and said shamelessly.

Mingyue didn't deny it either, and seemed too lazy to talk nonsense.

Meng Yuan didn't care much, and took the pill bottle he picked up, and asked curiously: "Miss Mingyue, what kind of pill is this? I just joined the Demon Suppression Bureau not long ago, so I don't know much." Mingyue glanced at it and said: "This is the Resurrection Pill. It is made from the meat grass, which is the best for healing wounds and has the effect of growing flesh on bones."

"Then let's split it, one bottle for you and one for me!" Meng Yuan is a down-to-earth man, "The girl secretly protected me, I am very grateful in my heart!"

"What a dirty thing! Take it away!" Mingyue spoke up when she saw Meng Yuan approaching her with the bottle of pills.

Meng Yuan knew that this elder sister didn't like to touch other people's things, so she would definitely not accept it, so he offered to send it off. If it were someone else, they would not offer to send it off.

"Well, I'll keep it for you for now." Meng Yuan reluctantly put away the Resurrection Pill and asked curiously, "Miss, you mentioned the monks from the Western Country just now, but are there any of them coming too?"

Mingyue nodded slightly but said nothing more.

"How do you distinguish between a great monk and an evil monk?" Meng Yuan asked.

"It's simple. Catch them, kill them and burn them. The monks with relics are great monks, and the monks without relics are evil monks." Mingyue nodded at the ashes, "Aren't you good at this kind of thing?"

You seemed quite aloof before, but how come after spending a few days with the Third Miss, not only do you talk more, but you've also become sarcastic?

Meng Yuan pretended not to understand and said, "It's the middle of the night, let's go back first."

"No, I want to go back to Songhe Prefecture." Mingyue glanced at Meng Yuan and said, "The method of thrusting is to catch the opponent by surprise and be as fast as lightning. It is the key to success or failure. If someone knows your background and is prepared in advance, or even has a counterattack, the backlash will be even greater. You should keep this in mind."

"Thank you for your advice, young lady." Meng Yuan bowed.

Mingyue nodded slightly and said, "Wait for me in Qishui Town. I will come to see you another day."

That won't work! Meng Yuan must go back to Songhe Prefecture!

Although Yang Youzhi was killed this time, it can be seen from his words that he has some connection with Prince Xin, and he might be planning something, so it is necessary to inform the third lady.

The most precious thing in life is not to forget one's roots! Meng Yuan never forgot that he was loyal not to the court but to the Third Miss!
Regardless of whether this loyalty is mixed with some selfishness or presumptuousness, loyalty is loyalty anyway!

If there is something important, I must talk to Miss Three first! Of course, I will also visit my own girl and Sister Qingqing.

"Miss Mingyue, I will go back tomorrow too, and will be always by your side to take your orders!" Meng Yuan said.

Mingyue had already started walking, but after hearing this, she couldn't help but look at Meng Yuan again and said with a smile, "You don't want to stay by my side, you want the one in Zuiyue Tower, right?"

Of course there are reasons for this. Meng Yuan is a man of color but not of lust, and he is not the kind of person who only cares about his bed.

"I'll follow your lead." Mingyue said no more and headed north immediately.

Meng Yuan watched for a moment before he raised his sword and headed south.

He didn't ride a horse this time, but twenty miles was not far, so Meng Yuan walked quickly all the way.

After carefully calculating what we have gained, we found that the two enemies with ulterior motives were dead without a single trace and without any witnesses.

Of course, Li Qianhu might still suspect me, that was beyond words. But as long as I became stronger and stronger and held Third Miss and Mingyue tightly, I didn't have to worry.

As for the spoils of war, silver is a small matter, but the two bottles of pills are good stuff.

And more importantly, this time the essence of fire is perfect again.

However, Meng Yuan did not plan to temper his body for the fourth time right away. Essence fire can nourish the body and quickly recover from injuries. Now that he is still outside, he may still be in danger, so he cannot be impatient.

Huang Yousheng and Qiu Bulai were already dead. Monk Xuanzhen was a little difficult to deal with, but his injuries had not yet healed, so it was a good time to strike.

Although this person was rude and unreasonable, he was not targeting him on purpose, so he could be killed or not. However, this person probably saw through Dugu Kang's identity as a bald donkey, and if he used this to threaten Dugu Kang in the future, it would probably cause trouble again.

Meng Yuan was grateful for Dugu Kang's help at noon, so he thought about eliminating a hidden danger for his fellow members.

In less than half an hour, they returned to Qishui Town and found the inn where Xuan Zhen was recuperating. They saw that his room was dark.

I lurked close by quietly, but could not hear any movement from inside.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Meng Yuan went in to check. Indeed, there was no one there and no ambush.

"Gone? So smart?" Meng Yuan didn't want to stay any longer.

When I returned to the courtyard where I lived, I saw Hu Qian holding a sword and guarding her door under the moonlight, like a door god.

Tie Niu and Wu Changsheng sat opposite each other in the yard, and no one knew what they were talking about.

Meng Yuan entered the room through the back window and then pushed open the door.

"Brother!" Hu Qian saw Meng Yuan coming out and happily grabbed Meng Yuan's arm, gently pinched it, then rolled up her sleeves and got closer to take a look, "Brother, you are so white!"

"..." Meng Yuan pulled back his arm, rubbed his eyebrows, and for a moment he forgot what to say.

When she first entered the training ground years ago, Hu Qian was obviously quite indifferent, but later on she became more and more lively, and after the battle during the day, she became even more enthusiastic.

Meng Yuan could see clearly that Hu Qian had lost even a trace of her appearance as a little Taoist nun and had become a real warrior.

(End of this chapter)