After this, Wu Yun said something to Monk Jiao Mu and left Fahua Temple.

When he returned, Mr. Hong Qi was still eating, and the table was filled with empty jars of wine...

When he saw Wu Yun, he yelled: "Why are you a bad guy? Is the sensation over?"

yes!

Wu Yun sat next to him angrily: "I've finished the limelight, haven't you finished drinking yet? I said, it's not good to have such a bad fortune to your disciple."

Nonsense!

Hong Qibiao stared at her beard and wiped the wine stains on her mouth with the back of her hand: "Where did I harm your silver? It was your gold that harmed you! Didn't you just get a lot of gold ingots from Liu Yuanwai who was unkind last month?"

Wu Yun:...What you said makes sense, but I was speechless.

He rolled his eyes, sat down and drank some wine with Hong Qi before the two left the Zuixian Tower.

Wandering around this huge and prosperous city of Jiaxing.

Wu Yun casually asked his master if he knew that there was a swordsman named Pei Chen in the Tang Dynasty?

Unexpectedly, Mr. Hong really knew it!

He told Wu Yun that Pei Chen was a descendant of Pei Min, a recognized "sword saint" in the Tang Dynasty. He was also the most famous swordsman among Pei Min's descendants. His swordsmanship was the best in the world and he was extremely fond of sorting out ancient martial arts books... but because the age was long and the Pei family itself was a senior official of the court, there were not many that were passed down.

After hearing this, Wu Yun thought secretly.

"It seems that this senior Pei Chen's skill should be quite good. I'm afraid he is better than my master."

The master and apprentice walked leisurely and sat down by a lake.

Sudden!

A gray carrier pigeon fell from the sky and landed accurately in Hong Qigong's hands.

Wu Yun glanced curiously: "Hey, isn't this a carrier pigeon from the Beggars' Sect?"

After receiving it, Hong Qi suddenly felt a little nervous and took off the letter tied to the feet of the carrier pigeon. He looked at Wu Yun abnormally.

You know, any news comes from time to time, the master and the apprentice watch together.

oh?

Wu Yun's curiosity was suddenly hooked up, and he wanted to look at it when he was pressed against Hong Qi's back.

Bang!

"Ouch! Old man, are you crazy? Why are you slapping me in the head?"

Wu Yun rubbed his head and grinned.

While reading the letter, Hong Qi took back the dog-beating stick: "I didn't hit you. I hit a peeking dog."

Wu Yun:...

The old man is ruthless! If you don’t watch it, you won’t watch it.

He hugged his arms in anger, but in fact he was still curious. Especially when he saw Hong Qigong's expression complicated, sometimes solemn, sometimes entangled.

Although the master and apprentice often argue with each other, the master and apprentice relationship is very sincere after three years. Wu Yun was actually a little worried that it would be no small matter to make his master, one of the "Five Greatest Sages in the World".

After a while, Hong Qi finished reading the letter.

Put it in your arms and hold it in close proximity.

Turning around, he looked at Wu Yun and he wanted to speak but stopped.

He shrugged: "Old man, just say whatever you have. You are indecisive and indecisive, it doesn't look like your personality."

"Stupid brat!"

Hong Qi smiled and scolded, then said seriously: "Good disciple, Master is going to do a more important private matter. It is not convenient to take you with you. So in the next period of time, you may need to travel around the world and walk around the world."

Wu Yun was a little stunned.

Since traveling to the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, except for the first year of struggling to survive, the world has been spent with Hong Qi for the next three years.

Although sometimes they will go out alone for a few days to kill dog officials or evil people, most of the time they are masters and apprentices.

For him, who was an orphan in the modern society, Hong Qi in another world looked like a master, a friend, and more like a father.

Now it is suddenly separated, and for a moment, it is a bit difficult to accept.

He took a deep breath: "Master, can I ask, what is the private matter?"

this……

Hong Qi scratched his head: "It's not convenient to say. OK, okay, it's not a separation from life and death, it's just temporary. What's more, you have learned the essence of my Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing Dragon, and your kung fu is equal to Qiu Chuji, the highest among the seven sons of Quanzhen. When you walk alone, most people are no longer your opponents. Maybe you are despised because you are young."

All right.

Wu Yun was helpless.

He knew that although he looked gentle and easy to talk to, he would be difficult to change once he made a decision. He could only agree.

Hong Qi took off the ring of the leader in his hand and handed it to Wu Yun: "Good disciple, please put this in place. Although you always say that you are not a disciple of the Beggars' Sect, since you are my old beggar's disciple, even if you don't want to, you can't escape some things. With this, when possible, at least the top leader will help you."

"good."

Wu Yun took the gang leader's finger and put it carefully.

Finally, the master and apprentice went to have another drink.

From the afternoon to the late night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Until there were empty wine jars everywhere and all the wine stored in the restaurant was drunk, Wu Yun threw down a ingot of gold and walked out with his arms around each other...

Looking at the moon, the drunk Wu Yun sang loudly: "I admit that it was all caused by the moon. Such a moonlight is too beautiful and gentle."

"Himmer..." Hong Qi burped, "Good disciple, what song do you sing? It's a bit weird, but it sounds nice. And how do you know that your master used to be under the moon and... cough cough. It's really caused the trouble of the moon."

The master and apprentice were talking nonsense, shaking, walking in the cold alley of the moonlight.

Occasionally, the small vendor who was still running midnight snacks felt strange when he looked at the ragged old beggar and a noble man wearing a silk blue shirt.

Finally, the end of the street without a man.

Master and apprentice are separated.

Mr. Hong Qi laughed, jumped for life, and flew high. He used his light skills and left under the moonlight.

"Good disciple, take good care of yourself... I'm leaving!"

cut!

Seeing his back disappear into the night, Wu Yun pursed his lips: "I guessed it, since it was not the business of the Beggars' Sect, I wouldn't let me go with me. Then there is only one possibility."

"It's just a woman's business! As for whether it's my master's wife, I don't know."

From today on, he will officially walk alone.

Although sad, it seems to be pretty good.

After all, in Wu Yun's opinion, Hong Qigong's moral level is a bit too high and too soft-hearted to the enemy, so he sometimes looks a little cruel. Now that he has no setback, he will not have so many concerns when he acts.

The next morning, a young man in green was walking slowly on the pipe outside Jiaxing City.

Of course this is Wu Yun.

He planned to go west against the Yangtze River and then head north to Chang'an. The "Sword Saint" Pei family in the Tang Dynasty has been from Chang'an for all generations. I guess Pei Chen's tomb should also be in Chang'an, right?

Although I only have half of the map of Pei Chen’s tomb in my hand, there will definitely be random tasks along the way, and I should be able to make up for the other half...
Chapter completed!