Yan Shuangling walked all the way south, and he was a poor Taoist priest. He had no money. Not to mention horses, he didn't even have a donkey. He had to rely on two legs for all the journey. The master did not give him any money, so he would not buy it if he could eat or beg for alms, and he would have to make it. The most valuable thing on his body was his sword that his master gave him before he left. In fact, it was just an ordinary sword, but it was of great significance. After all, in the eyes of the master, if the sword was lost or broken, he might not have the money to buy another one.

In this way, Yan Shuangling came to Chu with the chivalrous heart he had talked about and acted. When passing by a small county town, Yan Shuangling encountered something, which made him completely change his life.

Just after noon, Yan Shuangling went to a restaurant in the county to beg for alms. In fact, for monks and Taoists, begging for alms in Dayu is not a particularly difficult thing. At least everyone still quite agrees with both Buddhism and Taoism. However, the Dayu court seems to be slightly more focused on Buddhism, so it is relatively easier for monks to beg for alms than Taoists.

Yan Shuangling was dressed in a Taoist outfit. Although she was formally practicing Taoism, she had been familiar with Taoist priests for many years, so she was very clear about her etiquette. Even if she did not practice Taoism, her master was a serious Taoist priest, and she was actually a little Taoist priest. Sometimes when she asked why her master did not ask her to practice Taoism, her master always thought she was good at saying, "What is Tao? How can you say that what you are doing now is not practicing Taoism?"

After Yan Shuangling had a bowl of noodles in the restaurant, she squatted at the entrance of the restaurant to eat. Although the restaurant owner was quite nice to him and asked him to sit in the store to eat, he still chose not to disturb others. He squatted on the stone steps at the entrance of the restaurant to eat noodles, and then ate and looked at the pedestrians coming and going. Yan Shuangling almost came here like this along the way, and rarely dealt with people. If you were inevitably going to deal with him, you would avoid as much communication as possible because he felt that this was very troublesome. If you follow Yan Shuangling's idea, the meaning of his master's arrangement of going down the mountain would be almost gone.

When Yan Shuangling had just eaten halfway, she suddenly saw a man running from a distance. Four constables were chasing behind her and shouting. The pedestrians around were so scared that they hurriedly made way. The man who escaped in front could not get rid of these four constables, so he grabbed a woman and then put the short knife in his hand on her neck, which scared the woman so much that he screamed. At this time, the four constables also caught up and slowly approached him in a semicircular shape.

The man immediately shouted: "Her mother backed up, did she hear that? If he goes forward, I will kill this woman."

The constable immediately signaled not to approach, and he shouted: "I advise you to surrender. If you dare to do evil, you will be punished more than one level."

The man spat and said, "Bah, I don't know what my crime is. If you catch it, you will die. Anyway, it's better to pull another person to cushion the back. If you don't retreat, you won't retreat, and I'll do it." After that, he used a short knife to press his neck and then force it.

The four constables quickly retreated, but were unwilling to retreat. After all, they finally found the whereabouts of the criminal. If he was asked to run away, I wonder how long it would take to find him again. Maybe more people would be hurt by him. But if they were forced, they would have a chance to catch him, but the life of the woman in front of them would be difficult to preserve.

While the two sides were in a stalemate, Yan Shuangling always remembered his master's chivalrous spirit. He put half a bowl of noodles and chopsticks on the steps and stood up. It was because there were still many people watching the fun around him, so the inconspicuous behavior of a poor Taoist priest would not attract anyone's attention. Those who didn't know thought he was standing up to move his body because he was tired of squatting.

Yan Shuangling stretched, then immediately grabbed the hilt of the sword at her waist with her right hand, and then rushed forward. He disturbed the criminal for a while, then returned to the steps, squatted down and picked up the half bowl of noodles that had not been finished.

Everyone felt a strong wind blowing suddenly, as if they saw a figure making a profit by the criminal. Then everyone saw a Taoist priest returning to the stone steps and squatting down to eat noodles. The criminal naturally felt the strong wind. When he hung up, he subconsciously looked at the place where the strong wind came, but he only saw a Taoist priest with his back facing him up the stone steps.

The criminal did not feel anything was wrong. After all, the strong wind that made him not pressed for a moment had disappeared. The hostage was still trapped in his hand. Just as he wanted to turn around and continue to confront the constable, he felt his neck itchy and numb. When his turn was not completed, a blood mark appeared on his neck. Then the blood mark became thicker and wider, and then blood burst out. His head rolled down from his neck at the moment the blood burst out. The blood sprayed directly over the hostage woman's face and the woman fainted in infinite fear.

Everyone present was so scared that they screamed and retreated. The four constables were also surprised and at a loss. After all, they themselves didn't know what they had just given birth. But everything also pointed to the Taoist priest who returned to the steps to pick up a bowl of noodles.

When Yan Shuangling picked up the face and continued to watch and eat, she saw the man's neck plasma bursting, his head rolling to the ground, and his eyes were dying with his eyes open. Just as the plasma burst into the hostage woman's face, Yan Shuangling, who was eating noodles, suddenly stopped chewing his mouth. Because this scene was too similar to a scene that he had never forgotten, and the most important thing was that he seemed to know what the scene in his memory brought him besides hatred.

The extra feeling was actually pleasure, unprecedented pleasure. When Yan Shuangling watched the blood squirting wildly, she seemed to be watching a gorgeous fireworks performance. The sense of control that played with life on her palm made Yan Shuangling's heart thrill, and the hostage woman fainted in screaming, which made Yan Shuangling's nerves completely enjoy the climax of pleasure. He even wanted to immediately raise his sword and let the other head fall, and watch another bloody firework.

Yan Shuangling was trembling with excitement. His hands made him move uncontrollably towards the hilt of the sword that had returned to the scabbard, and his eyes were looking for the next target to perform fireworks for him. Just as all this was about to take action again, Yan Shuangling felt clever all over. He suddenly stood up, his eyes were a little scared, and then he said to himself: "How could I do this?"

Different angles, different seeing things.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!