Chapter 96

Huguang Province, Baoqing Prefecture.

Li Miao and Yong Yong Jie stepped into the city gate.

At this time, Yong Yong Jie's hands were already covered in bandages, his left hand was hanging on his chest, and he was limping, covered in injuries. If it weren't for his solid internal energy and solid foundation, he probably wouldn't be able to walk.

The soldiers guarding the gate saw his miserable state and asked a few more questions, but Li Miao stuffed them with some money and brushed them off.

Since the two met, more than half a month has passed.

The two have become much more familiar, and Li Miao smiled and said to Yong Yong Jie: "Great Master, are you hungry?"

Yong Yong Jie touched his stomach: "A little."

Li Miao nodded: "If it weren't for Great Master wanting to come here to handle things, we should have rested in the city ahead long ago."

Yong Yong Jie apologized, and Li Miao waved his hand, indicating that he was just saying it casually.

The two went to a wine shop, ordered some dishes, and started eating.

Full of wine and food, Li Miao played with the wine glass in his hand and said to Yong Yong Jie: "Great Master, don't you want to rest today?"

"You have lost too much blood. No matter how thick your true energy is and how high your martial arts are, you can't stand this kind of tossing."

"If you don't slow down, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on."

Yong Yong Jie smiled bitterly and said to Li Miao: "Thank you for your concern, Benefactor, the monk still has things to do, and I won't seek death."

"It's just that these debts, the monk has dragged on for too long. Right now, this is the last place in Huguang Province."

"Being able to pay back a day earlier is also good."

"As you wish," Li Miao said. He just mentioned it, without intending to force Yong Yong Jie to change his mind.

Anyway, with him around, Yong Yong Jie wouldn't die.

The two sat and digested their food, then got up and went to the street.

Yong Yong Jie stopped a passerby and bowed: "Benefactor, greetings."

He was tall and bold, and his appearance was also rough, and he was a bald head, looking fierce and evil.

That person was suddenly stopped by him and couldn't help but feel fear. It wasn't until he heard Yong Yong Jie's words that he felt a little better.

Looking at Yong Yong Jie's bald head, he thought: "Where did this fierce-looking monk come from, can he beg for alms?"

But he asked with a smile: "Great Master, what's the matter?"

"May I ask, is there a Huiyou Escort Agency in this Baoqing Prefecture more than ten years ago, is it still there?"

"Huiyou Escort Agency..." That person thought for a while: "Oh, you mean the one of Song Daxia, right?"

"It's long gone! However, his family is still there, and his son-in-law has opened a small escort agency, which is just ahead."

He pointed with his finger: "Look, turn left ahead, the one with the escort flag on the door, called Baoqing Escort Agency."

"Thank you, Benefactor."

Yong Yong Jie thanked him, walked in the direction the man pointed, and Li Miao followed behind.

Not long after, they arrived at the door of Baoqing Escort Agency.

The door was open, Yong Yong Jie stepped forward and knocked on the door, shouting loudly: "Excuse me, is anyone there?"

"Coming, coming."

A man in his thirties answered and walked out, smiling: "Is there an escort?"

Yong Yong Jie shook his head: "No, I'm here to pay a debt."

"Pay a debt?"

When the man heard this, he looked at Yong Yong Jie and said with a smile: "You've come to the wrong door, my family has never lent money to anyone, and I don't recognize you."

"Who is the creditor? My family has been in this Baoqing Prefecture for many years, and the villagers know me, so it doesn't matter if I give you a guide."

Yong Yong Jie stepped forward, put his hands together, and bowed.

"May I ask, does the benefactor know Song Daxia Yanchao?"

"Ah?"

The man was stunned when he heard this.

"That is my father-in-law... Benefactor, no, Great Master, are you looking for him?"

"Exactly, the monk owed Song Daxia a debt many years ago, and I am here to pay it back."

The man smiled reluctantly.

"Great Master has come a bit late."

"My father-in-law passed away last year."

"If it weren't for my father-in-law passing away, my family wouldn't have been reduced to living on such a small escort agency."

Yong Yong Jie sighed long.

"Is that so... may I ask, is your wife there, can she see the monk?"

"The monk wants to pay this debt personally to her."

The man had no objection.

Since his father-in-law passed away, his martial arts were poor, and his wife didn't practice martial arts, they couldn't take over the industry of Huiyou Escort Agency, and gradually the tree fell and the monkeys scattered.

Right now, they were just living on this small escort agency, and their days were tight. Yong Yong Jie wanted to pay back a debt for no reason, no matter how much, it could at least let the two live a few days of relaxation.

The man let Yong Yong Jie and Li Miao into the living room, poured some tea, and turned to find his wife.

Li Miao took a sip of tea, only to find it rough and hard to swallow, which also showed that the family's life was tight.

Doing business, the most important thing is the facade. If you can't even afford the tea to entertain guests, it proves that the family's business is really not going to last.

Putting down the teacup, Li Miao turned to look at Yong Yong Jie: "Great Master, what is owed this time?"

"Don't be a neck; I couldn't have survived your last injury without watching you. You might not be able to withstand another one."

"No."

Yong Yong Jie's left hand was hanging on his neck, and he raised his right hand to signal.

"It's here, I owe a hand tendon."

"Oh." Li Miao nodded and asked again.

"Speaking of which, does Master Xingchi know you are tossing yourself like this?"

"With Great Master's martial arts, Shaolin wouldn't be willing to let you ruin yourself like this, right?"

Master Xingchi, the current abbot of Shaolin, over ninety years old, a peak expert. Yong Yong Jie's master.

This person is one of the few people Li Miao "convinced" in this Jianghu. Otherwise, with Li Miao's mouth, ordinary people wouldn't be able to get a respectful title from him.

Master Xingchi is a true monk.

Not just martial arts, but also virtue.

Back then, there was a disaster in Fujian, stretching for a hundred miles, and the people were displaced. It was this Master Xingchi who opened the temple gate to receive the people into the temple to avoid the disaster.

This disaster lasted for several months, and many people became pregnant here.

In the disaster, it was not easy to find a midwife.

This Master Xingchi broke the commandments, relied on his martial arts foundation, covered his eyes, and personally delivered these women, his hands full of dirty blood.

This matter was treated as a joke by many villains in the Jianghu at the time, and many dirty segments were compiled. But Xingchi didn't care at all, and still did things and saved people on his own.

Later, food was not enough, and the women were empty of Qi and blood after giving birth, and there was nothing to nourish them.

This Master Xingchi used his own true energy to warm them one by one.

At that time, he was already a peak expert, and he actually exhausted his true energy to the point of being exhausted, hurting his foundation, and his martial arts never made any progress in his life.

In fact, with his aptitude, he originally had hope of crossing the peak.

After the disaster passed, there were exactly one hundred and eight babies born in Shaolin Temple.

The families of these one hundred and eight children, to thank Master Xingchi, made a patchwork robe with the swaddling clothes of the babies and gave it to Master Xingchi.

And this is just one of the good deeds Xingchi did in his life.

(End of chapter)