The next day, Cang Wushuang was not in a hurry to leave. After all, she wanted to know who this person was and who was pretending to be a saint!

Cang Wushuang couldn't stand this at all. After all, it was related to the reputation of the Yinyue Sect. Although in the eyes of many people, the Yinyue Sect was called the Demon Sect, Cang Wushuang didn't feel that he was a demon sect at all.

, on the contrary, the Yinyue Sect is much more upright than some people who call themselves upright sects!

Apart from them who didn't leave, there were others who didn't leave either. Two of them were the master and apprentice who were sitting there last night. The apprentice was called Wang Liu and the master was called Changkong.

Wang Liu had long forgotten what his parents looked like. He only remembered that it seemed that it was an unusually cold winter more than ten years ago. With the help of neighbors, his parents were wrapped in two tattered mats and buried in the red soil of the mountain forest.

, and were finally built into two low earthen mounds. More than ten years later, the two earthen mounds have become overgrown with shrubs and weeds, making them almost impossible to track.

After his parents died, he and his young sister had no one to rely on, so under the control of his second uncle, who might still be qualified to be called his second uncle, his sister was sold to a family in the next village as a child bride.

I go together like a bottle of oil.

Regarding their future daughter-in-law, this family was pretty good to my sister, but not so good to me, a jobber. Now that I think about it, it is a miracle that I survived until I met my master.

"This boy is very promising. The poor Taoist is willing to pay ten taels of silver to accept him as his disciple. What do you think, Tan Yue?"

The serious Niu lowered his nose and looked down, and the twelve taels of white silver lying on his palm looked extremely bright in the sunlight.

"Since he has such a promising future, it would be a waste to stay at our house. He might as well follow the Taoist priest and hope that the Taoist priest will cultivate him with all his heart. It will be a fruitful time!"

My sister's future mother-in-law looked pious, quickly took ten taels of silver and stuffed it into her arms, then sent herself and Taoist Niubi away with a smile on her face.

His expression didn't look like he was sending his relatives away, it looked like he had sold a big fat pig before the Chinese New Year.

After walking for about half a day, I arrived at the small Taoist temple. It was not far from my sister's home and close to the edge of the town. The reason why the Taoist temple was small was because there were only three of me and myself. Then I put on my clothes.

He himself becomes a little Taoist priest.

"Master, are Taoist priests the same as monks? They all have dharma titles?"

Wang Liu looked at the slightly large Taoist uniform he was wearing and asked seriously and expectantly.

"Tao number? What kind of bullshit is that? Huh? If someone asks you, just say Pindao Liusong."

The Niubi Taoist priest looked disdainful, and then his eyes caught sight of the crooked-neck pine tree at the entrance of the Taoist temple.

Now that I think about it, the name I chose was really random.

From then on, he became a little Taoist priest in Qingfeng Temple.

"It's been more than ten years in a flash!"

Wang Liu sighed in his heart. Sweeping the dead leaves on the ground with a broom, there is a big ginkgo tree in the Taoist temple. I heard it is at least a hundred years old. Every early winter, the leaves slowly fall down, just like coins falling from the sky.

"Infinite Life Buddha!"

Wang Liu thought to himself, suddenly feeling a little tacky.

"Liu Song? Liu Song, the master of the temple has asked you to go to his room."

Qingyu shouted not far away? He is the other one of the three people in the gym. He has been here for more than 20 years. The originally lively young man has now turned into a somewhat wretched middle-aged uncle. On weekdays,

When someone in the family died and needed to be saved, when someone in the family was sick and needed to be exorcised, he would step in. I would do the trick, and then watch him cheat money in a serious manner.

I have never done anything wrong, otherwise how would I get food, drink, and clothing? Although my master is the master of the temple, he seems to treat me as an outsider and has never considered the livelihood of the other two people.

Putting down the broom, he came to a separate house behind Sanqing Hall, knocked on the door and walked in. He saw his master sitting cross-legged on the futon. His robes were old but clean, and his hair and beard were a bit gray.

There was a solemn expression on the somewhat thin face.

When outsiders looked at it, they immediately felt that it was really a fairy tale, but Wang Liu knew very well what kind of person his master was, so he didn't take it seriously. He asked carelessly: "Master? What kind of wine are you going to drink today? Zhen."

The Liu family’s Huadiao in the head? Or the daughter Hong from Zhenxi?”

Taoist priest Niubi shouted in the sky, raised his eyes, and said: "How can you talk to the master like this?"

Wang Liu said disapprovingly: "You don't usually talk like this? Why did you change your gender today, master? Did you drink too much again?"

Changkong was speechless. He originally wanted to establish a little prestige as a master and then talk things over, but he didn't know that he had no prestige at all in front of his apprentice.

"Cough...cough...!"

After coughing twice to cover up his embarrassment, Changkong said: "Sit down and listen to what I have to say."

"What's wrong with you?"

Wang Liu had some doubts, but still sat on the futon.

Changkong then said slowly: "Actually, the true identity of the master is Jin Yiwei."

Wang Liu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Master, you really drank too much, you are actually a Jin Yiwei."

After he stopped laughing, he found that Changkong didn't refute. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became more solemn. Wang Liu couldn't help but put away his playful smile and confirmed: "Are you...really Jin Yiwei?"

"Snapped!"

Changkong dug it out in his arms and threw a small bronze medal on the ground with a ding-dong sound. Wang Liu picked it up and looked at it, and saw four words engraved on it: Jinyi Guardhouse.

Wang Liu couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Who in the Ming Dynasty doesn't know Jin Yiwei? He is ruthless and pervasive. They all say that entering Jin Yiwei's cell is worse than going to the eighteenth level of hell to see the King of Hell. Only by entering Jin Yiwei's cell can you know anything.

It's called dying, a luxury.

Looking at his apprentice's expression, Changkong roughly knew what he was thinking, and said slowly: "There are many types of Jin Yiwei. Your master and I are just spies, collecting intelligence incognito and so on. But now that I am older, I should

Rest. According to the rules of the imperial court, the position of Jinyiwei can be hereditary. I miss you, master, and I have no children. After much deliberation, I have to find a place for you to eat, so I told the superiors, and they agreed.

It’s up to you to inherit the position of Imperial Guard.”

Wang Liu had just breathed a sigh of relief. When he heard Changkong's words, he wondered: "Master, when did you become so kind-hearted?"

Changkong raised his hand and struck, cursing: "You bastard, does my teacher treat you badly? You are an ungrateful thing!"

He could hit it there, but Wang Liu dodged it with a slight swipe, and said with a smile: "How dare I be ungrateful, my master? The master's kindness in raising me is better than that of my parents. I will never forget it, but I can still consider the issue of hereditary royal guards."

.”

These words are indeed sincere. Although Changkong is completely unqualified as a master, after all, I grew up in this Taoist temple and learned martial arts from him all my life. What is the difference between this kind of kindness and that of my biological parents?

Changkong's eyebrows twitched and he asked, "Do you want to follow Qingyu and be a magician for the rest of your life?"

Wang Liu thought about it seriously and said, "It's not bad to be a magic stick."

Changkong slapped him again, looking like he hated iron, and cursed: "You worthless thing, I taught you martial arts and let you read and write, just in the hope that you can make a difference one day, you

You actually want to be a magician! Get lost... I don’t have you as my apprentice."

Wang Liu was stunned. He had never seen Changkong like this before. He suddenly felt guilty and said quickly: "Master, don't be angry. Isn't this just a joke?"

Changkong refused to give up and said: "A man born here and raised in this world should make contributions and gain a reputation so that his life will not be wasted. Instead of being willing to degenerate and waste his life!"

The more Changkong talked, the more excited he became. His old face turned a little red, but he felt a little ashamed in his heart. He was a reflection of him. He thought that at the beginning, he had great ambitions, but in the end he was assigned to be a Taoist priest here, and he had to sneak around the brothels.

The guilt in Wang Liu's heart became heavier and heavier, and he suddenly felt that he was completely unfilial. His master allowed him to join Jinyiwei, which gave him a chance to have a bright future, but he did not want to make progress and was willing to become a

God Stick, when I think about it carefully, not to mention other things, reading, literacy, and martial arts training are all real things.

"Did he already have this idea?"

Wang Liu was puzzled and felt a little moved in his heart while feeling guilty, and he quickly said: "Master, I know that I was wrong. I just want to join the Jinyi Guard."

Changkong glanced at Wang Liu and said, "Don't look so reluctant. I'm not forcing you to do anything, hey..."

After a sigh of helplessness and regret, Changkong continued: "Although the Jin Yiwei is notorious outside, it is only a superficial understanding of the world, because everyone is afraid. To the imperial court, they are the eyes of the emperor, and the emperor

My brothers and feet, even if I am in the first rank, I have to be afraid of them."

Wang Liu was surprised and said: "Are you afraid of everyone in the current dynasty?"

Chang Kong rolled his eyes and said: "So, are there too many imperial officials who fell into the hands of the Jinyiwei? For example, the commander of the Jinyiwei, Mr. Lu Binglu, even Yan Song, the richest man in the dynasty, had to give him three points.

For more than ten years, the teacher has made people read and write, which is to lay the foundation for you. Now you are just a small fish, but once this small fish enters the rivers, lakes and seas, it will be able to leap over the dragon gate, soar into the sky and become a dragon.

My dear, if you raise your arms and shout, it is impossible for the whole world to be shaken."

In an instant, Changkong painted a spectacular scene before Wang Liu's eyes: a highly respected minister, with power over the government and the public, and a famous name left in the world.

Wang Liu's heart was already pounding. Indeed, his original goal was to be a Taoist priest like Qing Yu who could make a lot of money. But in front of the scene depicted by Chang Kong, Wang Liu suddenly realized that his original thoughts or ideals were real.

Too naive, he immediately said: "Master, my disciple is willing to join the Jinyi Guard."

Changkong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and nodded: "Boys can be taught, but it is not easy to join the Jinyiwei. I have a letter here with a task. You need to complete the task above and then go to the top.

Only the person who writes the letter can join, and a letter will be sent to the teacher at the same time. Well, it’s not too early, so go pack your luggage now and go down the mountain.”

Wang Liu was surprised and said: "Are you going to go down the mountain now?"

Changkong said: "Yes, as far as I know, besides you, there are others who are also completing this task. If someone else completes it first, you will have no stepping stone."

Wang Liu immediately understood what Changkong meant, stood up quickly, and said, "The disciple will pack his luggage right away!"

After Dai Wangliu left, Changkong let out a long sigh of relief.

Qingyu sneaked in quietly from the door at this moment, with a sullen expression on her face, and asked: "Is it done?"

Changkong nodded and said with emotion: "It's really hard to lie to children now."

Qingyu nodded repeatedly and said: "Master, my disciple has packed his things. When will we leave? Where are you looking?"

Changkong didn't even think about it and said: "Chengdu! The land of abundance. I heard that Qingcheng Mountain is the land of Taoism, and I have long wanted to visit it. But I can't rush now. I have to take him down the mountain. Jin Yiwei, then at least

You have to hand him over to Jinyiwei."
To be continued...