Chapter Eleven The Rudder
For Qingyan, the bungee jumping sport was something I dared to try in my previous life, but now I am strong and have to come up with this worst.
Besides, he can still bounce up after jumping down the bungee jump, so he just counts wherever he falls.
The whistling sound in my ears became stronger and stronger, and the body was falling faster and faster. At this time, Qingyan's heart was beating wildly, his whole body was tense, and his body could no longer control his balance when he fell, forming a state of free falling.
I don’t know how many times I flipped over this period, and how many meters I fell. Finally, Qing Yanqiang narrowed his eyes and saw that there seemed to be a pool of water more than ten feet below.
There is water!
Qingyan was ecstatic, but before he could be happy for a while, the distance of more than ten feet arrived in an instant.
"Bang!"
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Looking at the abyss below, Zhang Jian frowned and felt in difficulty.
Thinking that this cliff was too deep, even if you use a rope, not to mention how long the rope needed, the safety of the people who went down was a huge problem. Li Dayan was already dead, and several people were already lost when chasing Qingyan. In the deep mountains and forests, whether they were alive or not is a problem.
If Qingyan is captured, even if everyone else dies, he will make a big profit. However, the command of the gang leader and the helm leader is to see people die and see corpses. However, Qingyan's leap now is equivalent to putting himself in an extremely awkward position.
If you go home just now, your reputation will not only plummet, but the leader may be so angry that he will use his anger to vent his anger. If you continue to search, it will be difficult to ascend to the sky.
Seeing Zhang Jian looking at the bottom of the cliff and silently, he went up and asked, "Assistant Master, why not go down the mountain first and then make a long-term plan."
"I'm just thinking about it for a long time! The order is to live to see people and see corpses. Do you understand? If you don't go back with Qingyan's people or corpses, then none of us will survive." Zhang Jian said very heavy.
When the man heard this, he felt a little nervous and slowly stepped aside and stopped talking.
After pondering for a while, Zhang Jian said, "You go back alone and bring all the people in Shengniutang. Now only by searching the mountains can you find the traitor. The rest of the people will search the surroundings carefully to see if there are any other roads below."
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With that sound, Qingyan felt that his body was hit by a locomotive, and his whole body was in a state of great pain as if it was dispersed. Then he felt that he had sunk into the water.
I thought this pool was not deep, but after Qingyan held his breath for a while, he had not touched the bottom of the pool.
This discovery forced Qingyan to endure the pain of tearing all over his body and slowly flowing upstream.
Fortunately, Qingyan reacted in time, so it was not very far from the surface of the pond.
After protruding out of the water, Qingyan looked around with difficulty and found that one side of the pool was a cliff with a steep wall, and a dense forest on the other side.
Distinguish the direction, Qingyan slowly swam towards the edge of the pond. This trip seemed to have been a thousand years, not only long, but also extremely painful.
When I finally swam ashore, it was already sunset.
Qingyan could no longer walk normally at this moment, so he could only kneel down and crawl to the edge of the forest. In the end, he could no longer move and fainted.
But he didn't know how big a whirlpool had already been around him.
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Southeast direction, Nanzhao Jingcheng and Jinling.
A grand main hall with spacious space and exquisite decoration, but the atmosphere is indeed a bleak atmosphere.
There are more than twenty people in the hall, standing and sitting, and superior and inferior.
At this time, the man sitting in the head broke the silence. While playing with the blood jade ring in his hand, he spoke, "What's wrong? It's like my parents are dead. I'm asking you what to do now."
The bald man in the first place on the left stood up. The man was about forty years old, wearing strong clothes, and a hideous scar on his face from his forehead to the corner of his mouth, which was very terrifying.
The bald man said in a deep voice: "Report to the rudder leader, all the halls that we left the rudder in Jingzhou have been dispatched to chase Qingyan. I believe that in the past two days, news will come from that side."
The man who is called the helm leader is the Qingzhu Gang, the largest gang in the world, and the head of the southern rudder, Zhu Jiu. This person is forty-three this year and is the youngest among the four helm leader of the Qingzhu.
According to legend, when he was young, he killed 16 local bullies and gangs in the local area because he helped his close friends to take revenge. After the incident, he was chased by the government. Because he was in chaos at that time, he took the opportunity to join the Qingzhu Gang and avoided the rumor of the wind.
Over the past few decades, Zhu Jiu made many outstanding achievements in the Qingzhu Gang, which was highly appreciated by the old rudder leader of the previous generation. He was then taught his lifelong unique skills, "Raise Fist". After that, his martial arts made rapid progress and he finally succeeded in taking over the position of the head of the rudder leader of the rudder.
"Lord Wang Tianqing, what you said is good news is fine. If bad news is sent back, you can tell me that the bald donkeys in Zhanlu Temple care about what we should do." After that, Zhu Jiu had already stood up and walked to the door.
After standing still, before Wang Tianqing answered, Zhu Jiu continued to say to himself: "Although there is no limit on the time for Fahong in Zhanlu Temple, I don't need to explain in detail, you all understand that the sooner this matter is resolved, the better. If it is delayed for a long time, not only Zhanlu Temple will not stop there, but the reputation of our Qingzhu Gang will also plummet. We can't afford this responsibility."
Wang Tianqing pondered for a moment and said, "Report to the helm leader, what should we do if Zhanlu Temple is hard at that time?"
Hearing this, Zhu Jiu suddenly looked back and said in a deep voice: "How? What? If you can find someone, you will look for it. If you can't find me, I will come to the door to take the blame, because this disaster was indeed caused by our Qingzhu Gang and I, the people from the helm. But how did I know that a little disciple of Shengniutang dared to kill his hall master! He is also able to kill him, the Dharma wisdom that has become famous for decades!"
Perhaps knowing that he was a little disobedient, Zhu Jiu calmed down his tone, "Five days ago, the wind suddenly appeared in the rivers and lakes and said that Fazhi, one of the four great monks of Zhanlu Temple, was buried in the bamboo forest in the eastern suburbs of Fancheng. When the rumor first reached my ears, he mocked him for the news that a fool who was not smart enough to release it. But later Shengniutang reported that his hall master was hacked to death by his gang members in the rumor. At this time, I knew that his mother's matter was going to be broken. Sure enough, in the depths of the bamboo forest, Shengniutang found Fazhi's body."
"Not to mention that there is definitely a problem with the source of this news. The gang leader talked to me the day before yesterday. We all agreed that Qingyan, the little turtle boy, was not only raised by Shengniutang since he was a child, but also heard that this kid is not only very good at young age, but also loyal to the Qingzhu Gang. Why did he suddenly lose his mind and kill his hall master? "
"The most important thing is how can this kid kill that monk Fazhi? Even if he put aside the legendary Jijiang finger, he had practiced the indestructible Vajra for decades by relying on Fazhi alone, even if Fazhi stretches out his neck and lets Qingyan cut it, it is impossible for him to kill him."
Speaking of this, Zhu Jiu punched a pillar, "But even though this matter is strange, Qingyan's little turtle is missing after all, and now everything can only be pushed to him. Haha, after this matter, I must thoroughly investigate who made the news."
Listening to the rudder's words, the rest of the hall were silent and did not dare to speak. One was because they were afraid of their rudder, and the other was because what the rudder said was actually similar to what they thought.
If this matter was really done by Qingyan, it would be very simple. He would make this guy three times and six holes, and then prepare a thick apology for Zhanlu Temple. In addition, the gang leader and the helm leader personally climbed the mountain to apologize, this matter would probably be a big deal.
However, if someone really manipulates the whole incident behind the scenes, the shit basin will really not be washed away, and it also means that someone targets the Qingzhu Gang and wants to stir up chaos in the world.
"I passed on the order that except for all the halls in Jingzhou, all the halls in Xiangzhou, Qiongzhou and Jinzhou will be dispatched half of the people to work together to chase Qingyan. I still said the same thing, life and death are not allowed to be discussed, but if you want to see people and corpses alive, you must immediately execute them without any mistakes!"
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"master!"
With a scream, Qingyan looked at the sky with sweat. After a while, he realized that everything that happened these days was not a dream at all.
I wanted to sit up, but this movement didn't matter. He found that not only his body could not move, but every inch of his skin and bone were so painful.
Although I could feel that the knife wound on my back and left shoulder was no longer bleeding, the moment I fell into the pool water, it was a serious injury to me.
Qingyan looked at the sky and found that it was already noon. He didn't know how many days he had been in a coma.
Since you can't move, just lie down like this. Anyway, Zhang Jian's grandsons must not have the courage to jump down with him.
Thinking of this, Qingyan's heart was a little relaxed and comfortable, which really made people admire his mentality.
But Qingyan obviously didn't realize how bad his situation was. Before he could lie down for a while, apart from the pain in his body, there was a sound of "gulu" and "gulu" in his abdomen.
"So hungry."
Qingyan moaned weakly, calling himself a little confused. When he ran away from the tea shed, he would just walk away a few steamed buns.
But after thinking for a while, I was very helpless, because at this time, my body was as difficult as climbing to the sky, not to mention picking up the steamed buns, not to mention picking up the steamed buns.
In this way, Qingyan and the blue sky and white clouds looked at each other for most of the day.
‘Crazy’ ‘Crazy’
Suddenly, a strange sound rang out from the tree beside him, causing Qingyan's heart to his throat in an instant.
Chapter completed!