Chapter Eleven: Losing at Gambling Whenever Meeting a Nun

  At the moment when Ling Jing fell to the ground, he suddenly remembered the trick that Lian Huachong used to defeat Tian Boguang in the original novel. A flash of inspiration struck him and he had an idea. However, in the original novel, when Lian Huachong fell down, he still had some strength left and was able to pull a chair towards himself with his hand. But Ling Jing was severely injured and weak all over, so he used his foot to hook the chair in desperation.

  Tian Boguang's face changed color for a moment, and he stood there in a daze.

  Ling Jing saw Tian Boguang hesitating and thought to himself that it wouldn't be good if Tian Boguang were to play tricks at this time, or else all their efforts would be wasted.

  He smiled and said: "Brother Tian's skills are superb, I'm ashamed, but I can only win over Brother Tian with such a despicable trick, please don't blame me."

  Tian Boguang's expression eased slightly upon hearing Ling Jing's praise of his martial arts, and after a moment's hesitation, he said: "Brother Ling is full of clever ideas, and at such a young age, your martial skills are already not weak. This time, I, Tian, have lost." As he spoke, he let out a sigh.

  Ling Jing felt a sense of relief in his heart and secretly congratulated himself that Tian Boguang was a man who kept his promises, otherwise he would have been in real danger today.

  Tian Boguang sat back down and asked: "Ling brothers, since you won this time, Tian certain words count, I wonder what you want me to do."

  Ling Jing wanted him to do was of course to stop bothering Yi Lin from now on, but saying this directly would easily anger Tian Bo Guang, after all he had previously promised not to interfere with this matter.

  He smiled slightly and said, "The matter that I, your younger brother, want to talk about is actually extremely easy for you, Brother Tian. Not only will it not harm you in any way, but it will also bring you enormous benefits."

  Tian Boguang's face showed a hint of surprise, and he said: "Oh? Ling brothers are indeed kind-hearted, but I don't know what this is all about. What enormous benefits could it possibly bring to me?"

  Ling Jing's face revealed a mysterious and unpredictable smile, saying: "My eldest brother said it well earlier, there are three poisons in the world, nun, arsenic, and golden thread snake. As for 'one sees a nun, encounters gambling must lose', this nun is indeed untouchable, so I, younger brother, have good intentions, hoping that Brother Tian will agree with me, from now on never to entangle with the nun again."

  Tian Boguang suddenly burst out laughing, and after a long time, he finally stopped and said: "Ling brothers, Ling brothers, I finally understand. You spent so much effort and fought me with all your might, but in the end, it was for this little master."

  He suddenly chuckled twice and continued: "Ling brothers, but didn't think you were a sentimental person at such a young age. However, Tian Mu made friends with you and Ling Hu today, and I'm very happy about it. This little master is given to you now. Just remember to let your friend know when you two achieve great things in the future. Tian Mu will take his leave now."

  As soon as he finished speaking, a figure leaped out of the window of the wine building and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

  Seeing Tian Boguang flash by, Ling Jing secretly praised in his heart "good light skill", only to remember that this Tian Boguang was known as the "Wanderer of Ten Thousand Miles", and his light skill was naturally extremely high. At the same time, he was also celebrating that it was fortunate that they were sitting and fighting earlier, if they were in the wilderness, this guy would have opened up his body method, and he himself might not have been able to withstand even twenty or thirty moves.

  Yi Lin's face was bright red as she crouched beside Ling Jing. She had naturally heard Tian Boguang's words clearly, and at this moment, even if she was still simple-minded, she had already reacted and realized that the young master of Huashan Sect had risked his life to rescue her.

  She grew up in the Buddhist temple of Mount Heng since she was a child. Although fellow disciples were also friendly and loving, the Buddhist temple emphasized simplicity, humility, and detachment from worldly desires. Yet no one had ever stirred her emotions so deeply as this person did at that moment, leaving her heart overwhelmed with feelings.

  Seeing Ling Jing covered in blood again, she felt unspeakable pity and self-reproach. Her emotions fluctuated violently, and her beautiful eyes were already shrouded in a layer of mist, with a sobbing tone: "Ling Shidi, I..."

  For a moment, I was so moved that I was speechless.

  Tian Boguang left, and the crisis was naturally resolved. All that's left is to send Yilin to Dingyitai, and this main quest will be completed.

  Ling Jing's heart suddenly relaxed, and her right foot completely let go of the chair it had been hooked onto. Panting heavily, she lay back on the floor.

  At this time, he suddenly heard Yilin sobbing in his ear and turned his head to weakly smile: "Yilin Shijie, if you don't apply medicine for me again, I'm afraid I'll really die."

  Yi Lin's face turned red, and she hastily clasped her hands together to recite a few Buddhist scriptures, roughly meaning "Please don't blame me, Master Buddha, this little brother is just talking nonsense, please don't take offense." Only then did she hurriedly help Ling Jing up and sit him down, carefully helping him apply medicine.

  Yi Lin was applying medicine to Ling Jing on one side, while Leng Qiu also walked over slowly from the other side with his sword. He sat down opposite Ling Jing and sighed, saying: "Younger brother, if your younger sister saw you in this state, she would probably blame me to death."

  Ling Jing heard this and suddenly felt annoyed for no reason, frowning: "Big Brother is joking, I was injured because of my own doing, what does it have to do with Big Brother, and what does it have to do with her?"

  This "she" naturally refers to the "Little Martial Sister" in Linghu Chong's mouth.

  Listening to Ling Jing say this, a hint of bitterness and helplessness appeared on Lin Feng's face. He thought to himself: That thing has already passed for so long, but Xiao Shidi is still worried about it in his heart. Xiao Mei also became depressed and unhappy after that, no longer as lively and happy as before. It seems I was really wrong, just for my own selfishness, a moment of greed, and I made my most beloved Shidi and Mei become like this. Lin Feng, you are indeed despicable.

  He felt guilty in his heart, but these were private matters. With Yilun of the Hengshan Sect still standing before him, he didn't dare to say more. He forced a smile and said: "Younger brother, I saw the sword technique you used when fighting Tian Boguang earlier. Its power is indeed not inferior to our sect's superior sword technique. I don't know when you secretly created such an excellent sword technique without telling us?"

  When he heard Linghu Cong diverting the topic, he threw away the strange emotions in his heart. Speaking of which, when he read Jin Yong's "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" years ago, he also admired Linghu Cong quite a bit, but only admired him. His favorite was actually Xiao Feng from "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils". Looking at Mr. Jin Yong's many works, only Xiao Feng had the most chivalrous spirit and heroic spirit, truly a great man standing tall on earth.

  He smiled slightly at Linghu Chong and said, "Elder Brother is overpraising me. That sword move was just something I made up on the spot, it's actually quite laughable."

  This was not intentional concealment, but this swordsmanship came too suddenly, if he hadn't studied "Zhou Gong Sword" in depth when playing "Wuxia Myth" before, it would be impossible to have an epiphany after watching Tian Boguang's "Flying Sand and Walking Stone Quick Knife Thirteen Styles", and thus created this "Quick Sword Thirteen Styles" under the coincidence of circumstances.

  It seems that little brother still has a grudge against me, and even his own swordsmanship is not willing to share with me. It appears that I had wronged him deeply in the past.

  Ling Jing noticed the change in Linghu Cong's expression and found it strange, as Linghu Cong was always carefree and unrestrained in the original story. He jokingly said: "Big Brother, now we have truly become difficult brothers. However, when faced with difficulties, one's true nature is revealed, and our decade-long friendship as fellow disciples has not been in vain."

  Linghu Chong's expression suddenly froze upon hearing the words, and then a big smile appeared on his face. He slowly said: "Younger brother, you...you don't blame me anymore?"

  Ling Jing's face showed an inexplicable expression, blaming you? Why should I blame you?

  He said with a strange expression: "Big Brother Master, has Little Brother offended you in any way? And where did this 'strange' character come from?" His words were not pretentious, although this body had some inexplicable rejection of Linghu Chong, but in his memory, he had never had any conflict with Linghu Chong, so he was puzzled as to why Linghu Chong would have such a strange expression in front of him.

  Linghu Cong suddenly burst out laughing, thinking to himself that he had been narrow-minded and misunderstood his younger brother all along.

  It's alright, Little Brother has always been broad-minded and wouldn't hold a grudge against me because of that matter.

  The knot in his heart was untied, and he suddenly felt a great sense of relief. The wine excitement burst forth, and with one hand, he grabbed the wine jug and large bowl from the neighboring table, filled two bowls to the brim, handed one to Ling Jing's face, then raised the other bowl saying: "Younger brother, it was older brother who has been wrongly suspecting you all along. Older brother will make amends with you right here." After finishing speaking, he downed the wine in his bowl in one gulp, without even taking a breath in between.

  Ling Jing was somewhat perplexed, but at this moment he was infected by Linghu Chong's heroic spirit and said: "Big Brother has won over me." He also drained the wine in his bowl in one gulp.

  Two men holding wine bowls, with the mouths of the bowls facing downwards, suddenly looked at each other and burst out laughing.

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