The Imperial Guard’s Revenge Chapter 63: ：Knife casting is expected

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For half a month, Liu Mu became possessed. His daily sword practice also stopped. Except when he was woken up to eat, he spent the rest of his time in the pit. Tie Qi Shitou, who was worried at first, could still go in and take a look from time to time. Later, when he saw Liu Mu sitting cross-legged in front of the iron wall and meditating, he calmed down. Different from Liu Mu's fascination with iron, Tie Qi, who has a feeling of robbery, has really made Jiuluo Yu and others feel terrible during this period of time. Different from the past murders, arson and looting by Jiu Luo Yu and others, Tie Qi led them back and forth across the cold land, buying everything from pots and pans to tents, cattle and sheep. They also euphemistically call it sentimentality, a gangster who has escaped from vulgar taste.

It seems that Shitou is not only practicing swordsmanship, but also practicing swordsmanship, going back and forth with one move, which really disappointed Jiuluo Yu and others who wanted to learn it secretly. They were not willing to learn such a bad move. If it weren't for the fear that Tie Qi would be unhappy, he would have wanted to throw a few moves at him. Jiuluo couldn't help but shudder when thinking about the scene where Tie Qi smashed the running bull with his sword. What they didn't expect was that Tie Qi, who looked simple and bold, had such terrifying strength. That person who was regarded as a **** by Tie Qi How terrifying can human Liu Mu be? But now that fool does one stupid thing every day and gets into trouble with that smelly and hard iron.

"Three catties, three catties..." Tie Qi's exaggerated voice woke up Jiuluo Yu who was hiding in the corner and chopping firewood. As soon as Jiuluo Yu put down his work, he licked his face and trotted over with a servant look on his face. As he ran, he promised: "Coming, coming..."

"Where the **** did you go? Can't you see everyone is busy? Did you hide away?" Tie Qi looked at Jiuluo Yu, put down the meat-chopping knife with an unhappy face, and asked suspiciously.

"Hey...how can it be? The villain is chopping firewood over there! Boss, what are your orders?" Jiuluo Yu laughed along with him.

After hearing what Jiuluo Yu said, Tie Qi felt relieved and said: "Sanjin, you are the only one with good skills among these people. You stewed these meats and used them as snacks."

Ever since they followed Iron Banner to fight the autumn wind, Jiuluo Yu and others have been forced to change their names. In Iron Banner’s words, they are called twisted. You foreigners and parents are really talented, why are you giving them all these crappy names? Jiuluo Yu was forcibly given the name Sanjin. Tie Qi ignored the resentful looks of the bandits and gave them all names in one go. None of the dozen or so people could be called good.

Handing the freshly chopped bison meat to Sanjin, Tieqi dropped the broken iron knife in his hand and bent down towards the hole. It was no different from the previous few days. Liu Mu was still sitting there with empty eyes. His unkempt appearance and red eyes were no different from those of a savage. Tie Qi was a little worried that Liu Mu would wear down his body like this. He approached and said, "Master, rest for a while! This broken iron can't run. Let's go eat something first."

Liu Mu turned his head numbly to the iron flag that made the noise, and murmured: "How could this happen? How could there be such a thing in the world? How can we break this iron flag?"

Tie Qi was a little troubled. It was a waste of time to ask him this question. If he had a way, he would have smashed the iron wall. Why would Liu Mu sit here in a daze every day. Immediately, he pulled up Liu Mu, who was like a puppet, and walked out of the cave. After sitting Liu Mu down, Sanjin diligently handed over the perfectly cooked beef, where Liu Mu bit into it mechanically.

Tie Qi grabbed Sanjin's collar, with a ferocious face, and gritted his teeth and said: "If you can't think of a way to break this iron today, I will stew you alive, do you understand?"

If there is a regret medicine in this world, I will definitely buy a few kilograms of Sanjin to try. Even if I go to rob a few more times, I will buy some back. You said you had nothing to do and why did you come here? Now it's better. Not only have you become a handyman, but now you have become a punching bag. In the pitiful eyes of all the brothers, Sanjin nodded hurriedly, hoping to avoid this disaster first.

Sanjin, who was feeling sad, called all the brothers who were busy around him together, formed a circle and said, "Tell me, how can I break this **** apart?"

"Brother, how about we..." Liuliang lowered his head and wiped his neck quietly, looking at the others and said.

They have been brothers of life and death for many years, and they all understand the meaning of Liuliang, but thinking about the strength of Iron Banner to easily break the running bull into eight pieces, they all shuddered and stared at Liuliang with strange eyes. It means nothing more than "Brother, you really dare to think!"

Liu Liang was a little angry. He spread his hands and said, "Then what else can you do? You can't escape, right?"

"Brother, what Moskin said is also a solution. How about we escape?" Another person said.

Sanjin really wants to beat them up with his old fists. He's just old and has no brains. If he could have run away, he would have run away, so why stay here and suffer. You must know that this vast and cold land is empty at first glance. You will be overtaken before you have cleared a few miles. At that time, Iron Banner will probably stew itself, and it will still use a slow fire.

"Brother, the old lama from Rize Temple probably has a way. I heard that he has lived for more than a hundred years, so he should be able to break through the iron." The big man, who was called Sanliang by Iron Banner, seemed to remember What, he said loudly.

"Rize Temple? Are you crazy? Aren't you afraid that those bald donkeys will chop us up?" When Liuliang heard what Sanliang said, he immediately jumped up in anxiety. Does he know how difficult those bald guys are to mess with? Any one of them can probably wipe out their entire nest. In the past, I was able to live freely because I had always avoided Rize Temple, and Rize Temple didn't bother to come forward to deal with these ants. Now, if they take the initiative to send them to the door, it's not asking for death.

Sanjin, who was still troubled, had a look of shock in his eyes when he heard about Rize Temple. His eyes were rolling around, and he didn’t know what bad idea he was holding. When he turned around and saw that Tie Qi was not paying attention to them, he waved to the others and said in a low voice: "This is a good idea by Mo Rihuan. Let them go find the lama of Rize Temple, and then we can escape!"

After some hasty discussion, Sanjin looked surprised and said loudly to Tie Qi: "Good news, good news, boss!"

Tie Qi looked at Sanjin's exaggerated performance with displeasure and said, "Your mother ran away with someone?"

"Hey...Boss, this is great news. The iron iron can be broken!" After saying this, he was still happy, as if he was waiting for the iron flag to be rewarded.

Tie Qi looked slightly better and said: "What can I do?"

Seeing that he did not receive any reward from the iron flag, Sanjin had no choice but to say: "Fifty miles to the east there is Mogao Mountain, and there is a thousand-year-old temple on the mountain. The lamas there can live hundreds of years, and they know how the iron can be broken. "

I don’t know when, Liu Mu stopped eating, with a trace of eagerness in his eyes, and said: "What temple?"

"Rize Temple!"

Liu Mu didn't believe Sanjin's statement that lamas lived for hundreds of years, and Tie Qi even scoffed at it. However, Sanjin still swore that the news was spreading throughout the country. If you didn't believe it, you could ask him. brother. Tie Qi, who showed a bit of curiosity, called those people and asked carefully about the Rize Temple and the lama, and got a unanimous answer. Legend has it that there really is a bald man who has lived for more than a hundred years. The Dharma of Buddhism is profound and can be understood five hundred years ago. It is called the sacred tree.