The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 19 Rejecting the Beggars' Sect
Hong Qigong's eyes were blank and no one knew what he was thinking. Wu Chengyu didn't care. She held Ah Ku in her arms and sat by the fire, occasionally adding a few pieces of firewood. Except for the crackling sound of the burning firewood, the City God Temple was silent.

After a while, Hong Qigong suddenly spoke and asked Wu Chengyu.

"I've asked before, what did a disciple like you do to deserve Huang Lao Xie's expulsion from Peach Blossom Island?"

If one wants to accept a disciple, he must at least know why Huang Yaoshi wanted to drive Wu Chengyu away and why he did it so cruelly. Hong Qigong thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. It is definitely not possible to treat such a good disciple as his own father, but at least he should treat him as his own son.

"Huang Yaoshi is a man of unpredictable moods, as you know. In his eyes, his so-called disciples are nothing but straw dogs. Finding a fault and breaking a leg is nothing."

Neo-Confucianism was prevalent in the Song Dynasty, and respect for teachers was the most important thing. The teacher's kindness was greater than heaven. Even someone like Wu Chengyu who was expelled from the master's school had to at least show respect to Huang Yaoshi in certain situations.

In other words, Hong Qigong could call Huang Lao Xie casually, but Wu Chengyu called Huang Yaoshi by his name directly, and spoke in a casual tone with a hint of disdain, which was considered unfilial. Such an attitude immediately made Hong Qigong frown. If a disciple was disrespectful to his master, it would be better not to have him.

He never imagined what exquisite words Wu Chengyu used to describe Huang Yaoshi, the badger in the watermelon field, Erkang's nostrils, Xiong Er's chest hair, or Jia Zhang's foot binding. I guarantee that you won't understand what they say, but you will get the meaning.

"Once a teacher, always a father. Huang Lao Xie is your master after all. How can you be so disrespectful?"

"I've repaid a small amount of kindness with this leg. There's no more gratitude between Huang Yaoshi and me, only resentment. At least I don't owe him anything. Instead, he owes me."

Whether it was Wu Mianfeng's lingering resentment after his death, or Wu Chengyu's thoughts from later generations, it was impossible for them to have any respect for Huang Yaoshi.

Hong Qigong remained silent. He didn't want to ask about the family affairs of Peach Blossom Island, but Wu Chengyu's attitude made him feel torn about accepting her as his disciple. It was like a thorn in his throat, hard to swallow.

After thinking for a while, he still felt that talents were rare and finally made a decision.

"What are your plans from now on? You won't be returning to Peach Blossom Island, so do you have a place to go?"

"First, let's heal this leg. It doesn't matter if it's lame, as long as it can walk. Then I'll take A Ku away from here."

"Wu boy, why don't you join my Beggars' Sect? You've been a beggar for quite some time now, and you've even mastered the art of counting numbers. It's destined that my Beggars' Sect and you will be together.

As long as you join my Beggars' Sect, I will accept you as my disciple. Huang Yaoshi may not want you, but I do. I will teach you all the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and even the position of the leader of the Beggars' Sect and the Dog Beating Stick Technique in the future.

You are so brave and intelligent at such a young age. Your achievements in the future will surely surpass mine. The Beggars' Sect is in need of people like you."

Hong Qigong was really attracted to Wu Chengyu. As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Wu Chengyu with a sharp gaze, waiting for his answer.

"No need, I will never take anyone as my master again in this life.

As for the Beggars' Gang, there are definitely many things like the Gushan branch. The Beggars' Gang spans many places and has tens of thousands of people. Gang Leader Hong is often on the road and can only take care of a few places. There is also the dispute between the Dirty Clothes Faction and the Clean Clothes Faction. The Beggars' Gang has too many problems, which have long been difficult to solve. If it does not make drastic changes, the decline of the Beggars' Gang is not far away.

The position of the leader of the Beggars' Sect is impressive and powerful in the eyes of others, but in my eyes it is definitely not a good job. I will not ask for trouble, and I don't know if I have the ability to lead the Beggars' Sect.

Besides, I'm not without a place to go. My home is in Wujiapo, Gusu. After I recover from my injuries, I'll take Ah Ku back with me. I can be a rich kid, why should I be a beggar? "Wujiapo, Gusu?" Hong Qigong muttered to himself, memorizing the words. He finally stopped trying to persuade Wu Chengyu. He knew that someone like Wu Chengyu was too righteous and determined. Having already refused, she wouldn't change her mind easily.

In fact, Wu Chengyu was also itching to learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms when he heard about it. It was the best palm technique among gold-based martial artists, powerful and exquisite, famous all over the world. Who wouldn't want to learn it? However, the problems of the Beggar Gang really couldn't be easily involved. Wu Chengyu was also in a management position in his previous life, managing hundreds of people, which was already the limit of his ability.

If a big gang like the Beggars' Sect wants to solve the problem fundamentally, at least Mr. Lei, who grows rice, and Mr. Zhang, who smashes refrigerators, have to travel through time. If that doesn't work, Aunt Dong and Sister Mingzhu, who are now engaging in self-worship and using themselves as their signature brands, can also make do.

Wu Chengyu also changed the subject at the right time. He hugged Ah Ku and said, "The Qingyu Temple that colluded with Hao Laosi must be an evil heretic. I believe that Gang Leader Hong will not let him go. But there is one more thing. Yesterday, two of Hao Laosi's men came to arrest me, but I and that elder teamed up to kill them.

I hid their bodies in a cellar in the slums in the west of the city. I will take you there tomorrow. After all, they are from your Beggar Gang and need you to deal with them.

Besides, my elder died because of them, and his body is over there. Now that the matter has been resolved, I have to go and take care of his funeral."

As soon as he said this, Wu Chengyu felt A Ku in his arms trembling. It turned out that the little girl had woken up a long time ago and was hiding in Wu Chengyu's arms quietly listening to their conversation. Unexpectedly, she heard the sad news that her grandfather had died.

"Aku, you're awake. Are you hungry? Do you want some porridge?" Wu Chengyu tried to divert Aku's attention.

A Ku raised her head from his arms, her eyes were a little moist but she was holding back her tears. She was still smiling, a smile that was timid, humble, and hopeful, as if as long as A Ku smiled, those bad things would not happen, she asked in a low voice.

"Brother, when that bad guy took me away, there were two other bad guys fighting with grandpa. Grandpa must be fine, right?"

Wu Chengyu didn't know how to tell Ah Ku. After a long silence, he decided to answer truthfully. After all, Ah Ku had heard what he said just now. Ah Ku was only six years old, but her maturity far exceeded her age. She understood everything she could understand.

Lies are like anesthetics. When the anesthetic wears off, the wound will only hurt more.

"Grandpa is so awesome. He killed those two bad guys to save Aku, and also saved my brother. Now Grandpa is tired and doesn't want to stay in this world anymore. But he asked my brother to take care of Aku and asked Aku to listen to him. Aku, will you listen?"

Ah Ku nodded and stopped talking. He snuggled into Wu Chengyu's arms, his face pressed against Wu Chengyu's chest, his body shaking constantly. After a while, Wu Chengyu felt his chest was wet, but he still didn't hear Ah Ku crying.

Wu Chengyu felt so much pity for A Ku that he couldn't help but glare at Hong Qigong, as if he was taking his anger out on him. Hong Qigong felt a little wronged, but those people were his subordinates after all, so he was indeed in the wrong. He rubbed his nose unconsciously and turned his face to the other direction.

The night was long, and Wu Chengyu gradually fell asleep leaning against the fire. Ah Ku had been frightened for days, and the sadness in his heart had overdrawn his physical strength. He still curled up in Wu Chengyu's arms like a kitten, but his two hands were always holding Wu Chengyu tightly, never letting go.

Some things have passed, some people have left, and some people are always there.

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