Several masters and disciples met at the agreed location. Wu Jingquan hid in the dark and threw a big stone at General Pan who was hunting with great force, smashing his heart and dying. His war horse was frightened and ran to the mountain. The dozen followers were also stunned and could not find the assassin, so they had to restrain the head general's body and return to the city for burial.

Hua Li introduced Ye Zhifang's origin to the two male disciples, and asked them to buy boats from a small fishing village to go south and send her back to their daughter's country first.

"Master, Shuang'er is still young. Is it a bit risky to take her to assassinate the enemy general? These two port guards are much more powerful than the two trash in front!" Wu Jingquan said worriedly.

Hua Li smiled and said, "You don't know that Shuang'er's martial arts has been very fast in the past six months. Her understanding is far better than you, and it is difficult to become a great person without training. If such good materials and quality are abandoned, it would be a pity."

Wu Jingquan knew that what Master decided would not change, so he sighed and said, "Master, junior sister, be careful of everything."

That afternoon, Huali and Hua Qingshuang lived in the dilapidated temple, while Hua Qingshuang was still covered with veil.

A private woman burned three incense sticks and asked the Bodhisattva to bless her mother-in-law's illness to recover soon, and she bowed to the Bodhisattva with a pious look on her face.

After leaving the ruined temple, Hua Li and Hua Qingshuang used the silver ingots as hidden weapons at the same time, and then quickly dodged and hid in the corner.

The two silver ingots fell steadily on the shoulders of the civilian woman.

She was startled and looked around, and found that no one was there, and murmured: "Oh my God, I just finished asking for the Bodhisattva, and the silver ingots from the sky were so soon. Did the Bodhisattva appear?"

The ignorant woman had no knowledge. She was surprised and happy. She carefully took off the silver ingot and put it in, and smiled and said, "This time, I'll buy a kilogram of meat for my mother-in-law to replenish her body!"

At dusk, the two of them had dinner and headed towards Minggang. Passing by a dilapidated house with open doors, the old man's violent coughing sound came from inside.

"My disease has been dragging you down for so long. If you want me to say, cough cough... don't treat it." The old man coughed while saying, with endless desolation in his tone.

"Dad, the whole family speaks something foreigner! How can we watch you suffer when we keep you!" The person who spoke was the old man's son.

"Dad, don't be anxious to get angry. At worst, we can sell the cows at home and exchange them for you to buy medicine. You are so coughing that we, the juniors, can't ignore you no matter what you say!" This voice was crying, and it was a female voice. I don't know if it was the old man's daughter or daughter-in-law.

The old man coughed a few times and said, "The Bodhisattvas have worshipped a lot, and the great gods have invited me to each other. Why is my illness not cured? I always eat ginseng, who can afford it! How come there are so many gods and immortals, why is there no one who appears!"

"Bang!" Hua Qingshuang took a fifty taels of gold ingot and threw it in, landing it on the old man's left hand.

"Damn it, what's this thing? Which naughty boy is teasing me!" The old man opened his eyes wide: "Wow! This...you go and see who is outside?"

The two juniors looked at the big gold ingots on the old man's hand, and looked surprised on their faces. They hurriedly ran out to see, saying that they were humans, and they didn't even have the shadow of a bird.

"Can the Bodhisattva really appear?" The two of them came to the Bodhisattva wooden statue at home and kowtowed three respectfully.

"Dad, this time it's good. We can eat more ginseng!"

"The old saying goes, 'A family of good deeds will surely be happy'. I lived seventy years old and never did anything wrong. It seems that God doesn't want me to die, so he sent me money!" The old man smiled happily.

People in the Momen specialize in killing rich and unkind bullies. After collecting their money, they never use it to enjoy themselves, but to help the poor people.

The disciples of the Mo Sect do not need the gratitude of the poor people, but they often do good deeds without leaving their reputation.

When they killed the wicked, they did not leave their names.

Since the Spring and Autumn Period, Confucianism, Taoism and Legalism have been passed down, but the Mo family has declined, which is not without reason.

Confucianism talks about benevolent politics, and Taoism talks about tranquility and inaction. Although neither of these two schools can please the king of the king who wanted to fight for the world, resulting in the dust of the pearls, the essence of the doctrines in these schools has been inherited by later generations.

The Mohist school and its related branches, from the world's prestige, decline to the point of obscurity, has a lot to do with their overemphasizing of "love and mutual benefit". Although they admit to promoting good, they pay more attention to punishing evil. Sometimes their means of using violence to fight violence have reached an outrageous level.

Especially in these five generations of troubled times, the disciples of the Mo Sect never ruthlessly took action to punish evildoers, so many people actually forgot that they would actually promote good things.

The master and apprentice walked to a corner and met another miserable person.

It was a middle-aged man who was beaten by four strong men and knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Dog bastard! When will you pay back the 1,546 taels of silver you owe?" The strong man in the lead beat and scolded.

The man cried, "You should kill me quickly! I can't pay back so much money until I die!"

The leader kicked hard and scolded: "It is natural to pay back the debt! If you don't pay it back, you will sell your daughter to a kiln!"

The man rushed up and rushed up like a hungry wolf to grab the strong man's clothes, cursing: "If you dare to touch my daughter, I will turn into a ghost after death, and I will not let you go!"

"Bang!"

The strong man slapped the man to the ground and cursed: "You still have any reason to owe money and don't pay it back!"

The man said angrily: "I lost my capital in business and borrowed 100 taels of silver from you. I will repay it. But your profits are so good. In just three years, it has been more than 1,000 taels! Why do I pay it back? How many people have you forced you to death over the years? Are you not afraid of retribution for this kind of drinking blood?"

"What nonsense is it? If you can't pay it back, you will sell your daughter to pay off your debt!" said the strong man, kicking him away.

This time, he only kicked in the air.

He felt a cold on his legs at first, and then he found that his legs were separated.

Beside him, there was blood dripping from a girl's sword.

He fell to the ground and felt the piercing pain.

"Hold……"

He only cursed one word, and Hua Qingshuang quickly drew his sword and cut off his tongue.

The other three strong men rushed forward, Hua Li stood aside and quietly watched how well the female disciple's martial arts progressed.

A man waved his stick and hit her chest. This action was very frivolous. Hua Qingshuang slightly turned around and slashed his neck with a sword. His head immediately moved home.

The other two men fought with Hua Qingshuang. The bully with a broken foot on the ground secretly pulled out his waist knife and slowly supported his body to move it over, trying to attack from behind. Hua Qingshuang was prepared for a long time. As soon as he heard the movement, he turned around and slashed the man's neck with a sword, and he was immediately extinguished.

"Puff!" Another fight, Hua Qingshuang stabbed a dog's leg with a sword. Then she turned around and slashed, hitting the other person's face, and the man fell straight down.

She took out all the silver taels from the four corpses, totaling thirty-seven taels, and then found the loan contract of the one hundred taels of silver from the leading man, and tore it to pieces.

Since you evil beasts drink human blood so harshly, not only will the interest be paid back, but you will also erase this hundred taels of deposit.

"Thank you, mercy!" the middle-aged man hurriedly thanked.

Hua Li said: "Who else is in your family?"

The middle-aged man said, "After Zhuojing died of illness, he had only one daughter, and he depended on me for his life."

Hua Qingshuang took out twenty taels of gold and handed it to him the thirty-seven taels of silver: "You have brought your daughter, buy two horses, and go away overnight, and never come back."

"Why!"
Chapter completed!