I am the leader of the Demon Cult

Chapter 14 "Returning to Zhao Completely."

"The benefactor! The benefactor!"

Two days later, a bald-headed monk rushed over from the foot of the mountain, carrying a walnut double-hooped wooden stick on his bare back, and clutching a package tightly in his hand. It looked like a blue-gray monk's robe.The great monk is none other than Master Wukong who came back from the capital.

Not far behind him hangs a nine-foot-tall man. The man looks thin, but his frame is straight and generous. Can't feel it.

Wukong started to shout from the moment he reached the foot of the mountain, and he shouted directly to the Izumo Temple on the top of the mountain with his strong inner strength.In Izumo Temple, Xi Qi is playing chess with the old abbot. Xi Qi was originally from a family, and he is the youngest in the family. The old man and the second and third elder brothers, the four adults played with him since childhood, playing chess and writing Playing the zither and sanxian, mahjong dice Pai Gow plus Texas/poker/gram are both elegant and popular. He has been influenced by this since he was a child, so Xi Qi left home at the age of 17 in order to win back the New Year's money in those hands.

"Are you afraid that others will not know who is behind you, or do you want to get around the abbot's quietness?" Xi Qi poked his head out from the window, and his voice spread far away, much better than Wukong's voice.

"Benefactor, we have not won this game of chess, and we will record it as the endgame." The abbot clasped his hands together and said with a smile.Xi Qi blinked, knowing that the old monk recognized his involvement, "The master is himself, and I will come back to play chess with the master when I have time."

The abbot recruited the little monk to record the endgame on the chessboard on the chess record, and then took Xi Qi out.

As soon as the two of them left the palace gate, they saw Wukong somersaulting directly into the front hall, still holding the knife in his hand.

"Benefactor Xi, I borrowed it." Wukong said anxiously, forgetting about the poor monk, and just come and go. "The great general is still chasing after him. I don't think he dares to break into the Great Hall of Great Heroes."

"He doesn't dare, I see you are very brave!" The abbot looked at Wukong and shook his head.The corners of Xi Qi's mouth curled up, "Master Wukong keeps his word, Xi admires it." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and brought the knife in front of him, shook his monk's robe, and threw the coat to Wukong.

"Sure enough, it's a good knife." The treasured knife came out of its sheath, and there was a crisp clang. It was obviously a good steel tight sheath. Xi Qi tilted the knife in front of him. The half-arc line is smooth, and the tip is brought back together. One pick is a broken tendon and bone.Xi Qi's own good weapons also have the advantages of swords, so he also knows a thing or two about using the sword, but what he promised was to watch, so it was inconvenient to wield it.

The owner's usage habits and even living habits can be seen from the belongings. Xi Qi looked at the wear marks on the scabbard. Apart from the position of riding a horse and shaking hands, there was another obvious mark, which was a shallow depression. Xi Qi looked at the sunken place, it wasn't the balance point of the blade, and the leather of the entire scabbard was strong and tough, it couldn't be pulled out with a knife rest.

Xi Qi held the handshake at the end of the scabbard, held the knife at his waist, looked at the external depression, and pushed it as if there was some mechanism in front of him.It is in line with the feeling of the shallow mark, the beginning is slightly darker, and the back is lighter than the front.

Xi Qi thought of the general he saw at the Zhenyuan General's Mansion who had been in the study for a day, took a breath, smacked his lips, "A good knife. A good knife."

"That's right, the general's knife is not broken." Wukong looked at Xi Qi's greedy eyes, reminded him, and said in his heart that he should not forget to return it, the general outside is still waiting.

"Yes, there is a book that says that a treasured knife does not see blood, and the energy of the knife takes the soul." Ling Feng weighed the weight of the knife, and then looked at the decoration on the handshake. The eight-petal gourd stigma is made of brass, and the place where the handshake is held The copper wire is pinched like a vine, which is non-slip and comfortable to hold hands.

"Although this sword is still a level short, it is still a precious sword." Xi Qi handed the sword to Wukong, and said to the abbot, "Master abbot, let's return the precious sword."

"Hey, this is less than a stick of incense." Wukong scratched his head.

"It's enough for us to go to the main hall." Xi Qi shook his head and smiled: "Besides, what I said was just to watch. If you hold it, I can watch it."

"Why, is it possible that you still want to do somersaults?" Xi Qi's mouth curled up, "You are careful to be kicked out of the mountain gate by the abbot."

"Abbot." Wukong turned his head, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the abbot shaking his head and said, "You go first."

Xi Qi and Wukong walked to the Great Hall of the Great Heroes, and the Zhike monk was talking with He Zhengxing, a general in casual clothes. Seeing that He Zhengxing was not in a hurry, Xi Qi inquired about Wukong, and from the words, he could feel that this was a good resource. Guy, why is it not bad, because this person still has the directness of a martial artist, and his eyes are not concealed.

"Hey, this is the master I was talking about." He Zhengxing said to Zhikeseng with one hand on his chest.Wukong also responded, "Jing Neng, this is—my friend." Just as Wukong was about to introduce him, he saw He Zhengxing shaking his head, and changed his words instantly.

But they forgot that there was Xi Qi behind, Xi Qi didn't want General Zhenyuan to hide his name, so he took a half-step back and bowed slightly: "General Gao De has heard about it for a long time, and today I finally see him, it really deserves his reputation. Xi and the master bet About to make a fuss, thanks to the general’s demeanor and capacity, Xi hereby apologizes to the general.” As he stood up, he couldn’t take off his mask, and this general was like an iron tower, although he wasn’t short, he was shorter than He Zhengxing. Twenty centimeters, if you step back, it won't be so obvious.

The Zhike monks and pilgrims on the side also paid attention to this side when they heard Xi Qi's words.He Zhengxing took a careful look at this masked man. His aura was strange and murderous, which was obvious, but he acted like a literati, with a kind of chivalrous demeanor, but he had a strong aura. A person walking alone is more like a person in power.

"Brother Xi is serious. If He doesn't wear an official uniform, he is not a general. You and I are brothers." He Zhengxing rolled his eyes and cupped his hands.Seeing He Zhengxing's hands, Xi Qi nodded. This general must have practiced palm kung fu.

"It's a great honor for the general to be the brother of the next person in the rivers and lakes, but as the saying goes, there is no recognition of gratitude without merit. The general loves you, and the grassroots are terrified." In one sentence, two names were changed on the surface, and there was another one in the dark, benefactor.Xi Qi saw that He Zhengxing was interested in Wukong, and in the past few days, he also inquired about Wukong as a monk, so he was more confident in the future.

"He said, why bother to talk about the rules of the court without wearing an official uniform, you and I are both people who love swords, not to mention it's just a bet, people in the rivers and lakes are free and easy, do you think the ministers in the court don't have it?" He Zhengxing flashed Instead of understanding Xi Qi's problem, he used internal affairs and Jianghu affairs to suppress Xi Qi.

Xi Qi raised his head and looked at He Zhengxing, "To tell you the truth, I always thought that the people in the Jianghu are all people in the court, and the region where they live can't affect each other's actions. But now it seems that the situation in the court is secretive, and the Jianghu is more straightforward."

"Brother Xi said this as if he knows the court very well." He Zhengxing frowned. The two of them were in the main hall, and their swords were not on the verge of breaking out, but they were coming soon.

"General He called me Xi Qi, but I dare not be called a general." Xi Qi smiled, brother Xi, brother Xi, did I hit your chest? "As long as the internal affairs, the general told me just now. Xi is taught again."

Xi Qi said with emotion: "Actually, what Xi has done is nothing more than to let my brother show his ambitions. It's a pity that he can't do it right now. Fortunately, Xi hasn't explained it to my brother. Otherwise, wouldn't he It’s not that you broke your promise.” Xi Qi smiled, looked at Wukong who was still in a daze, and said to himself that your abbot wants to let you go, so it’s better to ask your brother to increase the price for you.

"Return the jade to Zhao." Xi Qi drew the saber out of Wukong's hand, and then held it in front of He Zhengxing with both hands.

"Xi Qi is indeed a man of his word." He Zhengxing held the knife with one hand, but he failed to pick it up with all his strength.Surprised in his heart, he secretly exerted strength, but the knife was lying flat on Xi Qi's hand but he couldn't lift it up. He Zhengxing was a little angry, but he didn't show it on his face.

"Master He! I heard that little novice talking about it just now and thought it was a mistake. I didn't expect to see you here." A voice like a yellow warbler came, and Xi Qi pulled back his strength suddenly. He Zhengxing's arm suddenly As soon as he lifted it, the knife returned to the original owner's hand with a crisp sound.

Han Yuruo, the second lady of the right prime minister, dragged Han Zheng over, her figure was dignified but she couldn't hide her smoldering attitude.Xi Qi looked at the unhappy little ghost, smiled and waved, Han Zheng threw off his second sister and ran to Xi Qi's side, hugging Xi Qi's leg without saying a word.

"Unexpectedly, Mrs. Han is also offering incense here at this time. He will visit later when he finishes his work." He Zhengxing handed over his hands, and it was Han Yuruo's father, not the girl in front of him.

"General He is serious. It was my mother who said that pilgrimage is just a family matter, so I don't need to visit, so I sent Yu Ruo to follow Zheng'er to say hello to you." Han Yu Ruo's voice was like rain hitting plantains, and it was even more crisp in this majestic Daxiong Hall.The corners of Xi Qi's mouth twitched, if you didn't come out by yourself, who would have known you were here, but if you don't come out, I can't perform this play.

Xi Qi raised his orchid fingers at Han Zheng, paused three times like an actor, retracted and pressed down at the same time, his fingertips trembled slightly, and stretched out his wrist with a twist, the movement of just one hand was full of coquettishness.Han Zheng was clever, and the naughty boy's laughter resounded through the hall.

He Zhengxing also saw Xi Qi's movement, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he took half a step back: "Since Mrs. Han has spoken first, then He will not bother."

"General He should pay a visit, otherwise, I would have let down my little slave's family's desire to go out and greet them~" Xi Qi pinched his throat, pretending to be a gesture, and blushed when Han Yuruo said it.