Seventeenth
Leaving the hill where Li Jiuyou lived, Dong Zhuoying rushed to the north, inquiring about Situ Ye's whereabouts along the way.
Unfortunately, heaven does not obey people's wishes, but they can't inquire about him.
On this day, the agreed period was approaching, and he turned to Songyang.
Songyang Yu Nezha, famous far and wide, Dong Zhuoying despised his falsehood, and first went around in a big circle in nearby towns and villages to visit the news.
On the evening of this day, Dong Zhuoying's inn "Luoyang Ju" was dining alone, and the young man in the inn ran over to him.
The young man was only fifteen years old, and said with a smile: "Have you used it well?" "
"Hmm!"
"Distinguished guest, your surname is Dong?"
"Not bad."
"That's great!" The young man had a childish smile on his face and said, "Dong Keguan is going to Songyang, right?" "
Dong Zhuoying was startled and said, "How do you know?" "
"A guest officer left a message and asked me to tell you."
"What did he say?"
"He said he had an urgent matter and couldn't wait for you, he was waiting for you in Songyang."
"Is that guest officer male or female?"
"He wears men's clothes and wears a hat."
"What else did he say?"
"No, he rewarded a small one or two silver and left in a hurry."
Dong Zhuoying nodded and let the young man leave, secretly thinking about the guest officer, who is Xiaowan? Or Xia Ruoyun? Who else is there besides these two! Suddenly, there was a terrifying shout from the next room, followed by a chaotic sound, and it seemed that the tenants were rushing over there to watch the fun.
"What's going on?"
"Ah! Dead! "
"How could a young person die suddenly?"
"Who knows..."
Tongue-in-cheek and screaming.
The dead man, for the people of the rivers and lakes, is basically a trivial matter of sesame and mung beans, which is commonplace and not surprising.
Dong Zhuoying ignored him and continued to sit alone by the window.
"Oops! What is this? "
"What a beautiful jade plaque, embedded in the golden cauldron."
"It seems to be a vendetta in the rivers and lakes, and it's better to go out and cause less trouble."
"Ah!" Dong Zhuoying muttered to herself, jumped up in shock, her brain stream kept spinning, how could the jade medal and gold tripod, the treasure given to her by Liujiazhuang, appear here? Before leaving, I remembered to entrust the ancient style to keep it, and the ancient style stayed in Liujiazhuang.
Who is that person? Why is there a jade gold tripod? With a bounce, it floated out of the door.
I saw the door of the next room wide open, and the tenants in twos and threes, curious and cowering, lingering in the corridor, reluctant to leave, pointing and talking.
The shopkeeper came and stood at the door like a wooden chicken, as if he had lost his mind.
Dong Zhuoying walked over in three steps and two steps, and rushed into the room.
On the ground in the room, there was a man in his twenties, blood stains and flowing all over the ground, holding on to his treasure in Liujiazhuang.
What's going on? Could it be that Dong Zhuoying is concerned about the safety of the ancient style, Liu Zheng loves the ancient style like a son, and Liujiazhuang has a lot of wealth, how can the jade medal and golden tripod be allowed to flow outside? Eighty percent of it is wrong! For a while, Dong Zhuoying was worried, he consciously served as the host at the Liujiazhuang Martial Arts Competition, the scenery was glorious, and everything was handled very well.
Unexpectedly - suddenly, a middle-aged man in black poked his head into the room and whispered to the shopkeeper: "You are unlucky to encounter this kind of rivers and lakes, boss, you don't have to report to the authorities, go find the owner of Liu Zhuang." "
After saying that, he shrank his head and left.
Dong Zhuoying shouted: "Stop! "
The middle-aged man in black looked at Dong Zhuoying, his face was not frightened, his attitude was calm, and he smiled: "Who is your car talking to, shouting?" "
"I'm calling you."
"No name, you usually call people like this?" The middle-aged man said.
"It's urgent below."
The middle-aged man frowned, with a look of impatience, and said coldly: "Do you have any advice?" "
"Who killed that young man?" Dong Zhuoying got straight to the point.
"Oops! Is your car deliberately looking for trouble with your uncle? The middle-aged man's face changed, and he pulled up his sleeves and prepared to beat people.
Dong Zhuoying knew that he was pretending, and chased after him: "Your Excellency, if you don't say anything, you have settled this lawsuit!" "
"Why?"
"The mere is a witness."
"You saw me do it?"
Dong Zhuoying avoided the heavy and continued: "Then Your Excellency is from Guojiabao in Songyang?" "
As soon as these words came out, the man's face changed drastically, and he had lost his previous composure, but he still argued: "Brother happened to pass by here, just come in and take a look, you can't just enter people to commit crimes." "
"I haven't answered the question yet."
"Where did the brother come from, and what does it have to do with this murder?"
"Of course there is!"
"I'm sorry, your driver is unreasonable, brother is not with you."
The split face hit two cold stars, bounced onto the eaves, and disappeared without a trace.
Dong Zhuoying avoided the hidden weapon, was too lazy to chase after him, and shouted loudly: "Go back and tell Yu Nezha and ask him to prepare for the funeral." "
The shopkeeper looked panicked, looked at the figure slipping away on the eaves, and then at Dong Zhuoying, he couldn't make up his mind, and said in a murmuring: "How good is this?" How good is this? "
Dong Zhuoying comforted him: "Shop, go buy a coffin and bury that person first." "
After saying that, he handed him ten taels of silver.
The store thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you!" The guest officer is really a good person. "
"No need to be polite, that person is from Cangzhou, and I have a little relationship with him, and I am responsible for handling everything, so you can do your best!"
The shopkeeper turned to the onlookers and said, "Everyone, with this guest officer coming forward, please rest assured!" Then he hurriedly left with the young man.
Dong Zhuoying entered the room and bent down to take off the jade gold cauldron in the man's hand.
The treasure was lost and recovered, and Dong Zhuoying felt confused.
He looked at the person lying on the ground, he hadn't seen it before, and then carefully checked the wall, but found nothing.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if he had got the answer.
The jade medal and gold tripod must have been stolen, and the person who stole it fled from Liujiazhuang, Cangzhou in a hurry, and was killed again.
A man is innocent, and he is guilty, but he let himself inadvertently encounter it.
The way of heaven is impermanent, and I really can't help but believe in it.
Thinking about it at this point, he wanted to rush to Songyang immediately, and if he was late, he would change. "
Just at this time, the young man came back and reported to him the price of buying a coffin, and he handed him another one or two pieces of silver, saying, "Okay! You can handle the silver yourself, and you can buy a white cloth. "
The young man was stunned and said, "You want to write an elegiac couplet?" "
"You don't need to ask more, go back quickly."
The guy took the silver and bought it back quickly.
Dong Zhuoying took the white cloth, immediately made a cloth move, hung it on a bamboo pole, and changed into a blue robe with a pair of glasses, but it was also sanctimonious.
The cloth sign reads "If you want to ask for the jade card, please go to Cangzhou".
I looked at it myself, and I felt that the article was not right, but if you have a heart, you will know it in your heart.
Dong Zhuoying immediately explained to the young man, carried the cloth and walked towards the most lively street.
At this time, it was almost evening, and there were many pedestrians on the street, coming and going, and everyone was making waves to him to take a look, pointing at them, but they didn't know what it meant.
Dong Zhuoying stood calmly and tried to walk around in crowded places.
Sure enough, not long after, an old man in black leaned close to him and asked in a low voice, "Friend, may I ask ...?"
The fish had already taken the bait, and Dong Zhuoying was secretly happy in his heart, and said: "When you know the sky and the geography below, what advice do you have?" "
The old man in black said mysteriously: "It is inconvenient to speak here, please follow me." "
Dong Zhuoying's mind turned quickly, it seemed that the other party was from Guojiabao in Songyang, and he nodded calmly at the moment and left behind him.
The old man in black stopped speaking and led him straight to the western suburbs.
After crossing a small river, there were few pedestrians on the bridge, scattered, and everyone seemed to know the old man in black, and they all nodded to him.
The old man nodded slightly, his attitude arrogant.
Turning around a small loess hill, the houses behind the post were connected to the rafters, the door walls were tall, and a large manor suddenly appeared in front of them.
The architectural form of this manor is very special, the surrounding walls are all piled up with huge stones, which are as flat as walkways, and Tibetan tiger-striped hounds are patrolling on it.
The pattern of the courtyard also contains infinite danger, and there is a tall watchtower at each of the four corners, which is condescending, as if there is a crossbow shooter inside, controlling the entire courtyard.
Dong Zhuoying thought to himself, this must be the branch of Guojiabao.
At this time, the large iron door was open, and behind the door was a row of flat and low houses, with rafters and walls, tightly connected, probably as many as five or six buildings.
The old man in black walked to the gate, raised his hand inward, and said, "The second village master is waiting inside, please come in!" "
Saying that, he turned to a small cross-courtyard and walked over.
The small cross-courtyard is very exquisitely arranged, with rockeries, flowing water, flowers, and trees, and Athens does not lose the style of a scribe.
The old man in black walked to the front of the courtyard, stopped moving forward, and reported loudly: "Report to the second village master, the guest has arrived." "
"Please come in! You step back first. "
"Yes!"
The old man in black respectfully withdrew.
Dong Zhuoying raised his eyes and looked up, only to feel that there was a white-faced scholar standing at the door, with a face as white as jade and a thin figure, like a sick scholar.
The owner of the second village coughed, clenched his fists with both hands, and said, "Distant guest, distant guest, please come in quickly!" "
Dong Zhuoying returned the salute and replied: "Walking in all directions downstream, making a living by mutual fate, working for the second village master, ashamed of it, I don't know the second village master...
The second village master cut off his words and said with a smile: "Please! "
The second village lord welcomed Dong Zhuoying into the inner hall, and the two sides took their seats.
Dong Zhuoying secretly shouted, "Oh no! "These two village masters may not be a man, looking at their throats without Adam's apples, slender fingers, and delicate skin... Who is she? Who will she be? The second owner also carefully looked at Dong Zhuoying enough, and then said: "Sir, you came from Cangzhou, and you have worked hard all the way!" "
Dong Zhuoying was taken aback, how could he let people figure out his details first? "Second Zhuang Master, I went down to Cangzhou, that was a long time ago."
"Brother Dong has suffered a lot along the way, right?"
"Second Zhuang Lord, do you know that my surname is Dong?"
"Hahaha!" The second lord smiled, and his laughter was crisp and pleasant: "Guo likes to make friends, especially strange people and knights." "
"In the next rivers and lakes, you can't afford to be called that."
The two talked in circles, and they hadn't figured out each other's intentions.
At this time, a little book boy sent fragrant tea.
The second owner pointed to the fragrant tea and said, "Brother Dong, this cup of fragrant tea was made by someone Guo himself, moistening the throat and nourishing the lungs, Brother Dong drank the insurance and didn't want to leave." "
"Thank you, can the name of the second village lord be sued?"
"The small character Yiping, also known as Wenhui, Brother Dong's name is ..."
Isn't this asking knowingly, Dong Zhuoying muttered secretly in his heart, it seems that the development of Guojiabao will have another article.
"The second owner of the village, if you know that the next surname is Dong, why ask more."
"Brother Dong's name is thunderous, do you want to come to Songyang this time, do you want to find my eldest brother?" Guo Erzhuang Lord smiled and didn't care.
"Yu Nezha is the eldest brother of the second village lord?"
"My eldest brother and I were born half-brothers, the place where he lives is called Guojiabao, and the place where I live is called Guojiazhuang."
"Ah! I see! Dong Zhuoying broke in by mistake, but broke into Guojiazhuang.
One word difference, the two of them are different types of owners.
"Brother Dong is a genius from the sky, and Guo Wenhui is very admirable! This time, Brother Dong will be brought here, and he will stay for at least five days before leaving. "
Dong Zhuoying didn't know the meaning of his words, and said: "The second village mainly stayed for five days? "
"Exactly."
"Why?"
"Because the fifth day is my mother's birthday, my eldest brother will also come here."
"I'm sorry, I have an appointment with Lord Guo Dazhuang first."
"It's okay, my eldest brother listens to me very much, I'll ask him to apologize to you!"
Saying that, Guo Wenhui smiled sweetly, with an innocent and natural beauty, which was very good-looking.
Dong Zhuoying was secretly wary of herself, it was the most difficult to accept the favor of the beauty, and she didn't expect that the girl of Yu Nezha was so kind.
Shaking his head, Dong Zhuoying said: "In the next life, the most bad thing is to be false, between the lord of Guo Dazhuang and the subordinates, it cannot be explained in a few words." "
"I understand what Brother Dong means, this issue will be discussed when we eat."
With both hands tapping, he immediately walked out of the four maidservants and stood aside.
"Go see if the banquet is ready?" Guo Wenhui winked at one of the maidservants at the head.
"It's ready." The maid replied respectfully.
Dong Zhuoying wanted to say goodbye immediately, but she couldn't pull her face down all of a sudden, Guo Wenhui clasped her hands and said: "Brother Dong, I have something to say during dinner, please!" "
When I arrived at the dining room, a large round table of sandalwood was already full of wine and food.
The two of them sat down separately from the guest and host, which was another politeness.
After Guo Wenhui waited for three rounds of wine, she said, "Brother Dong, do you want to listen to the story?" "
"Exactly, my eldest brother's previous nickname was Yu Nezha, who was charitable and generous, but unfortunately five years ago, his temperament suddenly changed drastically, and now he is in vain!"
"How do you say this?"
"Because he has a dark disease."
"Dark disease? What kind of dark disease? "
"I don't know, maybe it's on his head."
"So in the past five years, he has been doing the opposite."
"Moreover, he has made some bad friends."
"The second village master means to blame them?"
"Yan Lao Gui is a person with a temperament, but his behavior is weird and not scary."
"Who will that be?"
"The most terrifying thing is the master of Guojiabao, this person named Qu Zhi."
"Right and wrong?" Dong Zhuoying thought for a while and said, "It seems that I heard that there is such a number one person in the underworld." "
"This person is deep in the city, and the end is staggering."
"I have only heard of his name, but I have never seen him, why didn't the second lord tell Brother Ling directly?"
"It's useless to say it, he obeys him."
"Ah! So that's it! Dong Zhuoying suddenly realized, no wonder with the current performance of Lord Guo Dabao, it really doesn't deserve the reputation of Yu Nezha.
Guo Wenhui pondered for a moment, changed the topic and said: "Life is short, there is wine as a song, why don't Brother Dong temporarily put aside his troubles and find fun in time?" "
The jade palm was slapped lightly again.
In an instant, a melodious string music started from the inner room, playing the court music bathed by the imperial concubine of Tang Ming, Huaqing Pool.
The music is like the brilliance under the bright moon, faintly and softly sprinkled all over the earth.
Next, two young dancers, a man and a woman, walked out of the inner room, wearing costumes from the Tang Dynasty.
Two young dancers, hand in hand, danced hand in hand, and rotated beautifully around the big round table.
Guo Wenhui kept toasting Dong Zhuoying.
Dong Zhuoying drank more than a dozen glasses indifferently, originally this mere number, there would be no effect at all, but today it played a role in Dong Zhuoying's belly.
The two dancers in front of them slowly transformed into four figures, and the melodious and pleasant music also felt weak in the ears.
The two eyelids began to be sluggish and the head was a little dizzy.
Guo Wenhui smiled and waved her hand to let the two dancers exit.
In the haze, Dong Zhuoying entered Yang Guifei's Huaqing Pool in a trance, took a hot spring bath, and served him by the four maids, named Chunchun, Xiaxia, Qiuqiu, and Dongdong.
Chunchun was the eldest sister of the four of them, and she followed the instructions of the second village owner and sent Dong Zhuoying to an elegant guest room to rest.
Dong Zhuoying knew in his heart that the alcohol was too heavy and the anesthesia was dizzy.
He secretly condensed his skills and wanted to force the alcohol out of his body, but this kind of Hundred Flowers wine flowed to his whole body with the blood acceleration.
He sighed, closed his eyes, the hero was powerless, and he was helpless! Guo Wenhui came quietly, she changed into women's clothing, which was a well-fitting long skirt, with a thin waist like a willow, and her eyebrows were spring, making her look slimmer.
"Brother Dong!" She gently moved to the side of the bed, leaned down on the willow waist, and almost touched Dong Zhuoying's nose.
A burst of intoxicating fragrance came straight in, I don't know if it was the body fragrance or the fragrance of flower dew, which was intoxicating and intoxicating.
Dong Zhuoying's heart beat faster, she tried her best to suppress it, she didn't dare to move, she didn't dare to open her eyes, pretended to be drunk and didn't wake up, and made bursts of sleepy sounds.
"Brother Dong, are you really asleep?" Guo Wenhui called softly.
Dong Zhuoying didn't dare to agree.
"Brother Dong, you... Do you know that I am ... to you?" Guo Wenhui said to herself, her resentful look stopping on Dong Zhuoying's face in a daze.
For a long time, she didn't want to leave, she held herself with courtesy, just leaned on the bedside.
After a while, she stood up and quietly left.
Dong Zhuoying sighed, it is most difficult to be favored by the beauty, and her own love is connected, from Yu Shan, "a flower", He Xiaowan... Now another Guo Wenhui has been added.
The enemy has not been avenged, the sea of hatred is difficult to fill, and the creation is really tricky! The long night was long, and I don't know how much time passed, and in the haze, Guo Wenhui came to the bedside again.
She put on a morning coat, the fat powder on her face had receded, and the blush around her eyes was still there, thinking that she hadn't slept all night.
"Zhuo Ying, are you and I late to meet?"
Her delicate body trembled, and tears rolled down.
"Zhuo Ying, I'm not for my brother, I'... It's a soft spot, you know? "
Dong Zhuoying suddenly woke up, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, still not daring to move, he only hoped that she would leave early, not because of his iron heart, but because he was not blessed.
In a trance, Guo Wenhui muttered - "The spring silkworm dies until the silk is exhausted, the wax torch turns into ash and the tears begin to dry, the spring breeze does not cross the flowers first, and the blue sea and blue sky are night and night!" "
After a pause, she said to herself again: "Am I a spring silkworm who dies?" He turned around quietly, stared for a moment, and finally left again.
The morning sun has just risen, and the sky is about to break.
Dong Zhuoying's drinking power has dissipated, and he secretly used his skills, feeling that he had recovered 90%, and he vowed never to drink it again.
Outside the door, there were light footsteps, and Guo Wenhui appeared by the door.
Lianbu moved lightly, and she went to the edge of the bed again.
I don't know if she was intentional or unintentional, she barely held herself in courtesy, and she didn't dare to touch Dong Zhuoying, but she dropped a jasper hairpin from her black hair, which happened to fall next to Dong Zhuoying's palm.
She seemed to be unaware, stood there for a moment, sighed, and left quietly.
Dong Zhuoying jumped up, his skills were completely restored, and his palm was retracted, and he touched the hosta.
When I picked it up, there were several ancient seal characters engraved on it: "Yishi IKEA Five Generations Qichang".
He hesitated in his heart, hardened his heart, didn't move it, found a pen, and left a message on the white paper - "Lord Guo Erzhuang, thanks to the hospitality, gave him food and drink, woke up in the long night, and it was another day, because he had something important to do, he had to leave Guizhuang, and he apologized for the loss of decorum." Dong Zhuoying respectfully retained. "
He put the message note on the table, bounced his body, went through the window and went to the roof, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Guojiabao, the situation is dangerous, covering an area of five acres, and it is a martial arts family five hundred miles away near Songyang.
On this day, from early in the morning, the people of Guojiabao, old and young, women and children, were ordered by the fort owner to evacuate to the mountains and forests to take refuge, and the fort was full of strong men.
There were figures floating everywhere, and the air was tense.
The sun has climbed up to the treetops, and it will always come.
Suddenly, a figure appeared proudly across the wide square in front of Guojiabao.
Guo Dabao master Yu Nezha had already brought his subordinate teams to wait in the square, he looked at the people who came, and said backwards: "Long hatred is born!" "
There were no less than 300 strong men in Guojiabao, and everyone rumored to each other, knowing that it was Dong Zhuoying, who hated the long-awaited student, and everyone couldn't help but stare at them carefully.
Dong Zhuoying walked to the middle of the square, ten feet away from Lord Guo Dabao, and said, "Lord Guo Dabao, don't come safely!" "
Yu Nehehe laughed and said, "Dong Zhuoying, if the lord of this castle is sick, how can anyone dare to pick you up?" "
"The lord of the castle is really a believer, what about the old monster?"
"Whether he will come or not, no one knows, where is your hibiscus fairy?"
This time it was Dong Zhuoying's turn to laugh: "Let's talk to each other!" "
Dong Zhuoying was still looking for someone behind Yu Nezha, trying to find out what the kob-headed military division was like to see what kind of person he looked like.
Unexpectedly, Yu Nezha had guessed his mind and said, "Dong Daxia, are you looking for someone?" "
"I heard that the fortress has a talent."
"What kind of talent?"
"Strategize, win the talents of thousands of miles."
"Haha! There are no weak soldiers under the strong generals, right and wrong, you come out to meet Dong Daxia. "
From the crowd, a short old man walked out in response, the top of his head was bald, Tong Shan was washed, he couldn't see half a hair, and he was also wearing a black cloth gown.
It has a hooked nose, pointed ears and a large mouth, and no beard under the jaw.
Qu Zhi opened his mouth wide and said with a smile: "Dong Daxia, do you know the name of the little old man?" "
"I occasionally hear my friends on the road talk about it!" Dong Zhuoying thought to himself, don't be proud yet, I'll cut you later.
I don't know if Guo Wenhui has already sued a complaint, and said complacently: "The little old man is honored, if it weren't for the appointment with the castle lord, the little old man has to ask the driver to drink two glasses first." "
"Don't rush! No hurry! As long as the life is long, I am happy to accompany you. "
Yu Nezha said: "Dong Zhuoying, don't have a relationship yet, I'm afraid you will come and go!" "
"Lord of the Great Fortress, I have traveled all over the world, and I have not encountered this kind of place yet."
"That's good, this castle will open your eyes."
The two went toe-to-toe and did not give in to each other.
Qu Zhi, this old guy, it's really not simple, just now he talked to Dong Zhuoying with a flying eyebrow, turned his face, and secretly told a giant in the rivers and lakes to "three-eyed bullet" Wang Yuan said: "Old Wang, you go up first and touch his bottom." "
This "three-eyed bullet" Wang Yuan was originally a thief from Tongbai Mountain, who killed countless people in his life and was good at fishing.
He has been rampant in Tongbai Mountain for more than ten years, ruining many good women, occupying the mountain as a thief, haunting, and robbing and plundering everywhere.
The government originally sent a constable to round up, but was beaten to disgrace and retreated in vain.
It turned out that this guy had practiced a divine marble, a hundred steps through Yang, and five in one shot, which were in a line and changeable, making people unguardable.
His divine marbles are all made of the paulownia trees of Tongbai Mountain, the tung trees produce tung oil, and after three refinings, the divine bullets are refined into three small holes, in addition to being extremely tough, they can also burn when they see fire.
The sparks that burst out can burn the other party's hair and beard.
The last time by chance, he was defeated by an empty gatekeeper, cut off three fingers of his right hand, and ran to Guojiabao to become a fortress protector.
Qu Zhi admired him very much, the two were both short and smelled the same, and if there was any trouble, Qu Zhi liked to ask him to take the lead.
Wang Yuan didn't know how powerful Dong Zhuoying was, so he smiled heroically and said: "Master, the first burst is the last one, it's over a hundred, don't worry!" "
As soon as Dong Zhuoying saw a short middle-aged man from the other camp, dressed in black, he knew that it was not a good thing.
"Dong Zhuoying, do you know Wang Yuan in western Anhui?"
"I know a lot of people, but they are all decent people in the rivers and lakes."
"Dong Zhuoying, do you think my old Wang is not decent enough?" As soon as Wang Yuan spoke, he was bored and angry.
"It's not well-known, probably not decent."
"What an arrogant boy."
Wang Yuan was angry, and as soon as he made a move, he relied on his trick to become famous.
I saw his left hand pull the belt from between his belts, shake his hand, and suddenly a meteor shower lit up all over the sky, no less than ten, which was his three-eyed bullet.
Dong Zhuoying raised his right hand, and the stone pattern divine sword had already risen in time, and at this moment, the sky was full of light, and a crisp and pleasant golden sound and jade vibration were heard.
Ding ding, the meteor shower turned into mud.
Everyone in the audience couldn't help but praise in unison: "Oh! "
This "ouch" contains how much praise and amazement.
"Sure enough, what a handsome skill!" Wang Yuan couldn't help but exclaim.
"Do you want to try again?" Dong Zhuoying deliberately wanted to take the lead and suppress most of the opponent's power.
This sentence immediately aroused Wang Yuan's cruelty again, he had two fingers left on his right hand, his left hand instead of his right hand, and with a whistle, the person had risen from the air.
In an instant, the brownish-yellow divine bullet shot at Dong Zhuoying's whole body from the air.
The three-eyed bullet lives up to its name, and the bullets collide in the air, with sparks, like a long string of firecrackers ignited.
Dong Zhuoying had already condensed his mysterious skills, and the divine sword suddenly leaped into the abyss, the man and the sword were united, and the amazing sword light was reflected on the tip of the sword, and the three-eyed bounce of the fire blazing one by one bounced back.
This time, to Wang Yuan's expectations, Yu Nezha was originally watching the battle, slanting a pair of old eyes, but unexpectedly, the fire bullet reflected off his head, and he hurriedly dodged to avoid it.
However, many of the strong men in Guojiabao were injured and groaned in pain.
"Brother Dong's good technique!" At some point, Xia Ruoyun and He Xiaowan were already standing behind Dong Zhuoying.
Dong Zhuoying looked back and said with a smile: "You two are one step late!" "
He Xiaowan said in a coquettish voice: "It's not too late, it's not too late! I happened to see the burning monkey castle, which was strange and interesting. "
Yu Nezha was furious, He Xiaowan said that Guojiabao was a monkey castle, and scolded: "He Xiaowan, come here, the old man wants to teach you a lesson!" "
"Lord Guo Dabao, no one knows who to teach a lesson, human face and beast heart, you can save it!"
"What a bitch, you dare to scold the old lady with a beast heart!"
"If the Great Fortress Lord doesn't agree, just call the beast heart human face!"
As soon as these words came out, the people of Guojiabao were angry and annoyed.
Yu Nezha was also unfavorable in his mouth, his old face was hideous and terrifying, and he was about to give it a fight with He Xiaowan, when suddenly, a colorful sedan fell straight into the field.
The old monster followed the sedan chair and arrived at the same time.
"Stop!"
The people on the bridge shouted softly, the sound was not loud, but it was like a needle prick in the ear, and everyone in the audience heard it.
He Xiaowan took a step back with a smile and said softly to Dong Zhuoying: "Ziguanyin has arrived, capture the thief first, and you will be responsible for the people in the sedan chair." "
Dong Zhuoying nodded.
People on both sides stopped at the same time.
Yu Nezha and Wang Yuan suffered a big loss, and they were still blowing their beards and staring.
The person in the sedan said coldly: "Dong Zhuoying, the last time we met on a narrow road, it was cheaper for you, but I didn't expect you to be bolder and bolder!" "
"I don't have the courage to do it, and I am most afraid of upright people in my life."
"Do you still know how to be afraid of people?"
"Things are mutually exclusive, and no one is an exception."
"I am never afraid of people, and I am proud of this courage."
"I don't agree with the superficial opinion."
"Okay, I'm not arguing with you on the tongue, you came to the appointment today, and you only have your three pieces of material."
"Three people are enough to reach a million troops."
The person in the sedan suddenly changed his tone and said coldly: "You don't ask for one or two helpers!" "
"No need."
"Don't regret it?"
"What I regret is not just the bottom."
He Xiaowan whispered to Xia Ruoyun: "This old pious woman is talking in circles, delaying time, and there must be deceit in it." "
Xia Ruoyun looked at the square, and the surroundings were quiet.
"The girl means—"
"Pay attention to the place where the deep grass is, I'm afraid there is an ambush."
"What ambush?"
"I dare not say it now, it may be a very powerful conspiracy."
"Let's rush over first."
"No need, wait and see how it gets better!"
The people in the sedan seemed to have reached a tacit understanding with the people of Guojiabao, and everyone stood still.
Yan Laogui was more upright, not knowing that they had other conspiracies, he stepped forward alone, pointed at Dong Zhuoying and said, "We didn't have a good fight last time, should we open first today?" "
"There is no reason to object."
"If you don't object, then come here!" Yan Laogui rolled up his sleeves, rolled his eyes and said, "I picked it up from the last one today!" "
Before the words stopped, he suddenly bullied himself, and with his palms holding his life's skills, he split out.
The power of this split was like a thousand pounds of thunder, and it was amazing.
Dong Zhuoying knew that the other party was good at internal strength, so he wanted to overwhelm himself in his palm, and he was very dissatisfied in his heart, and as soon as he made a move, he immediately blocked it with all his might.
"Bang!" However, amidst the loud noise, the powerful energy burst through the air and shot forward.
Yan Laogui and Dong Zhuoying jumped one step back, both of them knew that the other was good, and they both had a buffer backhand.
"The younger generation is terrifying, another slap!" The old man said bluntly, praised the other party, and his subordinates were merciless.
"Seniors are also unambiguous!" Dong Zhuoying returned the other party's sentence and refused to show weakness in the palm technique.
The two of them clasped their palms again, and once again split them with all their might.
"Boom!" Another shocking slap.
Both of them were swept away by each other's palms, slightly startled, raised their palms and jumped up, ready to fight again.
"Slow down!" He Xiaowan shouted coquettishly.
"Miss He, what do you mean?" The old monster is fighting hard, and he doesn't want to withdraw halfway.
"Your style of play is not clever!"
"Not smart!" The old monster was surprised.
"What kind of kung fu is this, not a skill, just a show of brute strength."
"Brute force? You say it's brute force? Yan Laogui has specialized in internal strength all his life, and the more he engages, the more confused he becomes.
"Like a barbarian bull, what is not brute force?"
"What do you mean by the girl?"
"Today is not more than brute force, but more than skill."
As soon as a discerning person heard this, he knew that He Xiaowan was unwilling for Dong Zhuoying to compete with internal strength, suffered internal injuries first, and deliberately said a nice scene.
"Yes, it's better than that kid than the old man with skills." Yan Lao Gui is deliberately trying to save face in today's scene.
"Okay, let's do it again." Dong Zhuoying was also angry at the old man who relied on the old man and sold the old.
"No!" He Xiaowan shouted loudly: "When I finish speaking, there is time." "
"Miss He, speak quickly!"
"Today's master didn't appear, what are you doing?"
The man in the sedan "hehe" sneered and said, "What a tricky He Xiaowan, do you mean me?" "
"If you say you are not the master, step aside!" He Xiaowan was sharp and led her to an army.
The popularity in the sedan chair was so angry that he shouted: "I was born in Taonan, and my friends in the rivers and lakes are honored with the title of Ziguanyin, but I can't imagine that it is not worth it when I am old, so be it!" He Xiaowan, you can set the conditions! "
Taonan Ghost Mother Purple Guanyin, a palm shook the sedan door completely shattered, and the purple shadow shook, and she floated out.
The strong men of Guojiabao have opened their eyes, usually only knowing that the lord of the castle has special respect for the people in the sedan chair, and has never seen her, and they all look at her at this time.
After everyone saw it, they all gasped.
There are few old women in the world who are so ugly.
A purple hair, never tidied up, eyes big and small, eyebrows at one and no eyebrows, pouting lips, and a very short and collapsed nose.
A wide purple burqa wrapped in a bloated fat body.
Xia Ruoyun had never seen her true face, and she couldn't say it.
"Bring my purple bamboo staff."
''Don't shout, no one is allowed to leave if you don't see the true chapter today!'' He Xiaowan deliberately angered her.
"I completely agree."
"Ziguanyin, what has happened to Daoist Master Tianxuan that has offended you?"
"That's my business with him, you can't control it!"
"But did the disciples of Taoist Master Tianxuan also offend you?"
"I can't get used to his master and apprentice."
"If you can't get used to it, you want to kill it?"
"Hey!" The ghost mother snorted coldly and did not answer.
"Ziguanyin, this girl knows why you want to kill the master and apprentice of the Heavenly Mysterious Daoist?"
"You know?" The ghost mother was secretly shocked, and she asked herself that no one knew the secret inside.
"Do you want to tell everyone?"
"Little bitch is unbelievable."
"If you have something shameful and are afraid that others will find out, this girl won't talk about it!"
"Fart, I'm a lot older, and I've been frank all my life."
"Do you remember thirty years ago, a stormy night?"
"Little bitch, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"... in a farmhouse on the shore of Chaohu Lake"
Zi Guanyin's face changed drastically, his purple hair was flying upright, his nose and lips were tilted to the side, and he shouted loudly:
"How do you know? Did the old bald donkey of Tianxuan tell you? "
"Yes, he told me all your crimes word for word."
"Little bitch, I can't keep you!"
In the midst of the words, the figure of the ghost mother Ziguanyin shot up like a giant bird, and pounced on He Xiaowan, her hands and fingers were violently opened, like a purple flying monster.
Dong Zhuoying once fought with her, and he knew that He Xiaowan couldn't catch it, so he shouted: "Just pick up your trick!" "
In the midst of this lightning and fire, Dong Zhuoying's palm wind met the ten fingers of the ghost mother.
"Bang bang!" The two slapped each other.
The ghost mother shouted sharply: "My surname is Dong, I am looking for a little cheap to settle accounts, why do you want to stop it?" "
"Why? Relying on the morality of the rivers and lakes. Dong Zhuoying said.
The ghost mother became even angrier, and flames appeared in her eyes, and said, "Even if you join forces, I don't care, come on!" You two go up together! "
"No need!" Dong Zhuoying motioned for He Xiaowan to step back.
"It's okay, bring me my purple bamboo staff!"
Immediately, an old woman in colorful clothes next to the colorful sedan chair took out a purple bamboo staff from the sedan chair and offered it with both hands.
"Get out of here!" The ghost mother was furious like a mad dog, took the bamboo staff, and actually shook the old woman into the air with a palm, lying straight on the ground, seeing that she couldn't survive.
"Come on! Dong Boy! The ghost mother flashed three feet, screamed, and turned in place like a top, and the purple bamboo staff had reached the top of Dong Zhuoying's head.
This kind of mysterious and spicy move shocked everyone.
Yu Nezha was even more pale.
Unexpectedly, Dong Zhuoying was no longer what it used to be, he had experienced countless life-and-death battles, and his reaction was incomparable.
The two people changed places, as fast as lightning, and changed their moves.
Purple Guanyin failed to succeed in one blow, and the purple bamboo staff was attached to the shadow, and it was drawn out as before, and it was electrocuted.
Dong Zhuoying's sword spat out five feet, and the blue light was strong, and it was raised diagonally, just against the head of the staff.
The two of them got started with this competition, and in an instant, they had attacked each other three moves.
Lord Guo Dabao beckoned Qu Zhi to his side and said in a low voice: "Master, the matter is urgent, don't fight unnecessarily, hurry up and act according to the plan." "
"Okay, the castle lord will lead them to the grass on the south side."
He Xiaowan had already noticed the sneaky conversation between the two, and made a decisive decision on the spot, shouting: "Zhuo Ying, I'm here to change shifts, you go to deal with the people of Guojiabao." "
The sound reached the person, and three sword flowers circled out of the sword light in his hand, attacking the back of the ghost mother from the side.
Xia Ruoyun also shouted: "Old Yan Monster, do you dare to fight with me?" "
"Why don't you dare?" The two also handed over.
At this time, Dong Zhuoying volleyed into the air, and his murderous intent was fierce, he first found the first target, the divine sword in his right hand "slaying the dragon and slaying the dragon", and the left palm "the spirit snake came out of the hole", so he split the wrong heart in half.
In the blink of an eye, the strong men of Guojiabao cried out one after another, and more than twenty people had fallen to the ground.
Those men were like dogs who had lost their families, running wildly into the castle as if they were dead.
Yu Nezha gritted his teeth and said sternly: "Dong Zhuoying, I swear that I am incompatible with you!" "
But Dong Zhuoying didn't fight him, and the second target came to Wang Yuan.
Wang Yuan was heartbroken, he knew that he was not Dong Zhuoying's opponent, he had already frustrated his sharpness, as soon as the two exchanged hands, a move was not finished, his hands were useless, and the hidden weapon could no longer be issued.
The strong men of Guojiabao ran away in an instant.
Yu Nezha resisted left and right, but still couldn't stop Dong Zhuoying's flowing cloud body technique.
The fire thunder ambushed in the grass was dead and could not be activated, he sighed and said: "Dong Zhuoying, I just want to fight you to the death!" "
"I promised a person, but I thought you were slandered by a villain."
"Nonsense, the lord of this castle has his own ears and eyes, and he has his own opinions, so how can there be slander from villains."
"How to explain the dark illness of the Great Fortress Lord?"
"You... Already know? Who are you listening to? "
"I went to Guojiazhuang by mistake."
"That's what Wen Hui told you?"
"Lord of the Great Fortress, you should learn more from Ling Mei."
"Men have their own decisions, and they don't have to do everything to their mother-in-law."
"There are right and wrong in things, things have their beginnings, the five constants of heaven, how can this be mother-in-law?"
Dong Zhuoying took the opportunity to teach him a lesson, and then said, "Lord of the Great Fortress, think about it again!" The stone pattern divine sword in his hand was thrown at the ghost mother's vest with his arm removed.
Zi Guanyin was suppressing He Xiaowan with superb skills, and he was in a hurry, and he didn't guard against a sword piercing his heart behind his back, and with a muffled snort, his bloated fat body fell to the ground with a bang.
The old monster was furious, and flew towards Dong Zhuoying, wanting to avenge the ghost mother.
Yu Nezha suddenly seemed to be ten years older, and he stopped between the two of them, and said coldly: "Lao Yan, I understand!" "
"What do you understand?"
"I understand that I was wrong, Lao Yan, Guojiabao has since closed the door and thanked him, and the Zhuang and Bao have become one and restore the brother-sister relationship between me and Wenhui."
Of course, Yan Laogui knew about his family affairs, nodded, and said happily for him: "In that case, what can I say?" This fight can't go on. Good bye! "
Yan Lao Gui is really a strange temper, and as soon as he jumped in, he didn't need a few ups and downs, and he didn't know where he was going.
Yu Nezha wanted to say something more, Dong Zhuoying turned back to He Xiaowan and Xia Ruoyun and said: "Since we don't fight, it's not interesting to stay, two, I'm going to Jiangling next, goodbye!" "
He floated away, and then passed away with the old monster.
He Xiaowan shouted anxiously: "Zhuo Ying, wait for me, I'll accompany you!" "
But the empty mountains around Guojiabao were silent, and there was no echo, Dong Zhuoying had already gone away.
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Chapter 18
The sun has set in the western mountains, and the twilight has risen.
Dong Zhuoying rushed all night, and in a miserable state, he went to a remote street outside Jiangling City to buy a new black shirt and replaced it with an old shirt.
Then, he left the store and went into the city to eat.
He entered a tavern called "Yuelaiju", which had nine out of ten guests made up of various figures in the rivers and lakes, and his purpose was of course to explore clues from the characters in the rivers and lakes.
ordered wine and food, and ate and drank silently, but his ears were paying attention to the conversations of those drinkers, and everyone in the audience was talking about the stone pattern divine sword.
They are 108,000 miles away from the truth.
Rumor has it that he described himself as an evil star, killing and bleeding, invincible, seizing the stone pattern divine sword, killing and injuring nearly a hundred people, and finally hiding in the tomb passage.
However, no one in the room recognized the person being discussed.
Dong Zhuoying laughed and laughed when he heard it.
But the speaker said that there was nothing he could do. While pouring himself and drinking, he suddenly saw a ragged young man in his twenties, who was extraordinarily good-looking, entered the tavern with a worried face.
After looking around for a while, he suddenly walked to an old man in yellow with a pointed mouth and shaved cheeks next to him, and with a "poof", he knelt down and said, "Senior Chu, my mother is about to become a ...."
The old man in yellow glanced at the young man, took a sip of wine, twisted the rat's whiskers in his hands, and said slowly: "Your mother can't be; What does it have to do with me? "
The ragged boy touched his head to the ground and wailed: "Only you can cure my mother's illness, please, please be compassionate to the old-timers!" "
The old man in yellow lifted his nose and frowned: "Didn't the old man explain it to you a long time ago? Why are you still pestering me? "
The ragged boy knocked his head on the ground and said sadly: "Old-timer, Xiao Reliable makes a living by chopping firewood...
The old man in yellow snorted and said, "I don't care what you live on!" "
The ragged boy cried, "You... Know this... I really can't get out of the ten taels of consultation money, and I don't have anything valuable at home to pawn..."
"You don't have to complain to the old man, who in Jiangling City doesn't know the old man's regulations, ten taels for minor illnesses, twenty taels for serious illnesses, if you want ten taels to pity your poverty, reduce the fee by half, otherwise in terms of your mother's illness, it must be twenty taels?"
The young man shed tears and said pleadingly: "Please be compassionate, and Xiao Ke will slowly accumulate and then offer ..."
The old man waved his hand impatiently and said, "Go, go, one is kind, two are kind, it is not enough for the old man to have a million family wealth to stick, not to mention that he is just a poor doctor, and he can't drink the northwest wind!" "
"You old man..."
"Go, don't disturb the old man's drinking!"
There was a buzzing discussion in the tavern - "Alas! The poor cannot get sick..."
"Who eats grains and doesn't get sick?"
"The medical path of the divine needle medical saint Chu Mingyuan has nothing to say, it is really a living dead and flesh and bones, as long as he shakes his head, no famous doctor needs to mention it..."
"It's a pity that it's too snobbish!"
Although some people spoke, no one was willing to untie the righteous bag.
The young man wiped his tears with his broken sleeves, stood up in a daze, he knew that there was no hope, and it was in vain to ask for more, but he was unwilling to go away.
The old man in yellow took a sip of wine, so that he could use chopsticks to hold the food into his mouth, and said coldly: "Baby, come back after collecting the money, don't stay in front of the old man." "
At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed as a servant hurried over, went straight to the table of the old man in yellow, bent down and said, "Dr. Chu, the little one is easy to find!" "
"What are you looking for an old man for?"
"The lady of Zhang Yuanwai on West Street felt the wind and cold, and she drove ..."
"Oh! It turned out to be Mrs. Zhang, and the old man arrived immediately! "
"Please move quickly, I'm in a hurry!"
"Can't make a mistake, you go first!"
The servant hurriedly turned around and left, the old man in yellow stopped drinking, and summoned Xiao Er and said, "Keep it, the old man will come back again!" "
The muscles on the young man's face twitched again and again, and he muttered to himself: "My mother is about to die, she is about to die..." Tears flowed down his cheeks again.
The old man in yellow stood up from his seat and was waiting for ... Suddenly a cold voice said, "Walk slowly! "
The old man in yellow waved his head, and saw a young man with a face like a crown of jade and dressed in a black Confucian shirt, standing in front of the seat, with a cold face and hatred.
couldn't help but be stunned, and said, "What's going on? "
"Benevolence and benevolence, helping the world and living people, I naturally want you to see a doctor."
"See a doctor?"
"Not bad!"
"Whose illness do you see?"
"This friend's hall."
The eyes of the neighbors were shooting towards this side.
The ragged boy was stunned by this unexpected situation.
The old man in yellow carefully looked at the young man in black for a few moments, smiled coldly, and said, "Little brother, what do you mean by this, meddle in your own business?" "
"Just mind your own business! Now I want you to see a doctor!" "
"Twenty taels of consultation fee..."
"Just pay."
"No."
"Do you regret it?"
"The old man has promised Zhang Yuanwai of West Street."
"No matter what kind of personnel you are, you should come first served!"
The old man in yellow's sparse rat whiskers stood up, and he said angrily: "You are an outsider, right? Don't mind your own business, a gentleman does not block the way of people's money, you must know that Zhang Yuanwai is an exception, and it is not certain that he is optimistic about thirty taels or fifty taels..."
"You want money or your life?"
"Oh! Brother, don't talk sideways..."
"By the way, how is it?"
"Do you dare to kill?"
"It's hard to say, it's not an exaggeration to kill a snob like you."
The old man in yellow rolled his eyes, slapped the table, and shouted loudly: "There is no royal law anymore, you are considered an old man, dare to come to Jiangling City to be ruthless?" "
"You can't control the old man, go see a doctor now!"
"Don't go!"
"You dare to ..."
Suddenly, a big man among the drinkers exclaimed loudly: "Ah... He is Dong Zhuoying, the 'Long Hate Student' who won the 'Stone Pattern Divine Sword'..."
In this way, the scene was chaotic.
The drinkers stood up one after another, shouting in a clamor.
The old man in yellow's face changed drastically, and he said in a chestnut voice: "Are you really a long-term hater? "
Seeing that this was the case, Dong Zhuoying had to say coldly: "You are right, please go with this friend now, no need to say a second word!" "
The young man bowed to Dong Zhuoying excitedly and said, "Brother Tai Gudao is hot, Xiao Ke doesn't know how to be grateful, Xiao Ke's name is Fan Yao!" "
Although the clothes are ragged, the conversation is good.
Dong Zhuoying still had that cold demeanor, raised his hand and said, "No need to say thank you, now you take him first, and he will arrive later!" "
The old man in yellow was urged by Dong Zhuoying's evil gaze, so he had to obediently follow the ragged young man named Fan Yao, and Dong Zhuoying waited for the two to leave the tavern before hurriedly paying the bill and following him.
Out of the tavern gate, one to the left and right, I saw that in the shadow of the lights, the old man and the boy in yellow had already arrived at the corner of the street, and hurriedly chased after them.
Turning the corner, there is a dimly lit horizontal street.
I saw the young Fan Yao standing alone under the street lamp pole, but the old man in yellow was nowhere to be found, and he couldn't help but move in his heart, bounced forward, and was shocked.
"What's going on?"
Fan Yao's eyes were straight, and he didn't move.
Dong Zhuoying saw that something was strange, and when she checked it, she couldn't help but hate it, Fan Yao had actually been pointed to the acupuncture point, and she was busy untying the acupuncture point for him.
He asked urgently: "What about the one surnamed Chu?" "
Fan Yao gritted his teeth and smiled bitterly: "He slipped away! "
"Do you know his whereabouts? I went to him. "
"Thank you, Brother Ren, for your kindness, I'm afraid I can't find it."
"Why?"
"He is not an ordinary doctor, he is a good hand in the rivers and lakes, he does not hang pots, does not list, and has no fixed place, and the place where he often appears is the teahouse tavern."
"So, is it a charlatan doctor?"
"Yes, but his medical skills are quite clever."
Dong Zhuoying laughed and frowned: "What can I do? "
Fan Yao smiled miserably and said, "I have to accept my fate!" "
"Who else is in Brother Fan's family?"
"My little brother only has my mother at home, and I rely on my little brother to chop firewood for food, alas..."
"Look at Brother Fan, have you ever practiced martial arts?"
"Yes, I practiced some crop handling with my mother, I can only say that I am fitness, not any martial arts!" After saying that, there was another long sigh.
"So, Lingtang is also a person in the martial arts?"
"Yes."
"Where is Lingzun?"
Fan Yao's eyes actually shot out of hatred, and he wanted to say something but stopped.
Finally, he said in a deep voice: "Speaking of which, my father ran away from home more than ten years ago and lost his whereabouts...
Dong Zhuoying couldn't help but be sidelined, his experience was roughly the same as his own, the difference was that his life experience could not be told to others, and after a few changes in his mind, he said: "What kind of disease does Lingtang suffer from?" "
Fan Yao took a deep breath and said, "Wulin disease." "
Dong Zhuoying asked in confusion: "What martial arts disease?" "
Fan Yao said: "The luck is off, the meridians are injured, and the bedridden is not something ordinary doctors can do, so ... Only then did I find the 'divine needle medical saint Chu Mingyuan', and I hate the other party for valuing profit over righteousness..."
Dong Zhuoying thought quietly and said, "In this way, just accompany Brother Fan to the house to take a look, maybe... Maybe you can do it. "
Fan Yao smiled and said in surprise: "That's great! It's just a snail ... It's simple, unbearable to be a guest, and it's really ... to grieve my brother."
"This is not interesting enough!"
"Such a little brother leads the way."
After going around many secluded alleys and coming to a rubble wasteland at the foot of the city, Fan Yao pointed to a wooden hut built against the ruins and said sarcastically: "This is it!" "
The dim light shot out from the cracks in the board wall, and the scene was really desolate.
The two approached the house, and a faint woman's voice came from inside and asked, "Is Yao'er back?" "
"Yes, mother!"
"Did that old senior Chu invite you?"
"Mother, Senior Chu was pestered by several patients, and he didn't have time, so the child invited a friend to come, and he ... He is a master of the inner family and is also a good doctor. "
Dong Zhuoying secretly praised Fan Yao's pure filial piety, he did not dare to say that he had no money to invite Chu Mingyuan, for fear that he would hurt his mother's heart, which really corresponded to the old saying: "A filial son comes from a poor family".
"Ah! It's your friend, why haven't I heard you say it?" "
"It's a new acquaintance of a child."
"Don't stand outside the door, invite the guests in!"
Fan Yao gently pushed open the wooden door and bowed to the guests.
Dong Zhuoying nodded and stepped into the room.
I saw that the four walls were desolate, with a white wooden table in the middle, an oil lamp, four wooden benches, two of which were missing legs, separated by bamboo sheets in the middle, one bright and one dark.
Needless to say, Fan Yao's mother was lying in the dark.
"Brother Ren, please sit down, the tent is a humble room, and it is really unbearable to entertain guests!"
Dong Zhuoying said secretly: "Auntie, little nephew Dong Zhuoying greets you!" "
A voice came from the dark: "Oh! The young hero's surname is Dong, forgive me for the inconvenience, please sit casually!" After a pause, he said, "Yao'er, you... Alas! Even tea ..."
Dong Zhuoying said loudly: "Don't bother, my nephew is here to see my aunt's condition, and it is not yet known whether he can do anything, now... Just ..."
Saying that, he looked at Fan Yao and said, "Is it convenient to check my aunt's condition now?" "
Fan Yao's face was full of apology, and she said to Dong Zhuoying gratefully: "Okay, just trouble Brother Ren to diagnose my mother!" After saying that, he picked up the oil lamp on the table and said, "Please come in!" "
Dong Zhuoying stepped into the room, his nose was sore, and he almost shed tears, but he held back.
This scene is exactly the same as the situation of my mother dying, a broken wooden bed, a broken cotton, wrapped in a white-haired woman with sunken eyes, skinny.
"Poor old man is white first!" This is a sentence that my mother often talks about.
The mother was too sad and sad, and the woman in front of her seemed to be the same, with Fan Yao's age, she shouldn't have turned white.
Fan Yao said expectantly: "Brother Ren, how to diagnose? "
The woman's eyes were distracted, staring at Dong Zhuoying.
Dong Zhuoying thought for a while, looked at the woman, and asked, "Auntie, I heard from Brother Fan that my aunt went astray because of careless luck?" "
"Yes."
"But I don't know which meridian and which vein is blocked?"
"Among the eight points with the pulse, two points are not connected."
"Oh!"
Dong Zhuoying's heart couldn't help but be shocked.
This is a real coincidence when I got home, I remember my mother said that when she was eight years old, she knelt down, was injured by a masked man, and her life was in an instant, and the owner of the village "pointed to the sky" Situ Ye refused to help, and her mother hugged herself and prepared to throw herself into the river to commit suicide, and the mother and son died together.
Later, the "lonely old man" of Huangshan happened to pass by, saved himself with "Yuan Yang Finger", and accepted himself as an apprentice.
Fan Yao said in a trembling voice: "Brother Ren... Can you do it? "
Dong Zhuoying nodded and said, "Yes!" "
"Ah! Thank God! "
"Forgive me for being presumptuous, please uncover the quilt."
Fan Yao held the lamp in one hand and lifted the quilt with the other, Dong Zhuoying's right hand was half bent, the middle finger was stretched out, and the divine power was used, and the middle finger was blood-red, more than twice as large as usual.
On the woman's thin face, a smile bloomed, and she struggled: "Yao'er, for the mother's salvation, this is the 'Yuanyang Finger' skill... Young hero, are you a disciple of the 'lonely old man' in Huangshan? "
Dong Zhuoying couldn't help but admire the other party's experience in the rivers and lakes, and was able to say it in one gulp, and nodded and said, "Yes, Auntie has a lot of knowledge and knowledge..."
Fan Yao interjected: "My younger brother has been to Huangshan three times, but he has not been able to find the 'lonely old man' senior. "
Dong Zhuoying nodded slightly and said, "His old man has passed away, and his residence is very secret, and it is not easy for outsiders to find him." "
After saying that, he used his middle finger to connect three fingers around the woman's waist, and then said to Fan Yao: "Brother Fan, has you learned to push the acupuncture point through the palace?" "
"Proficient, but ... I'm afraid the internal strength is insufficient..."
"It doesn't matter, Lingtang can now use his own inner element, please quickly push the acupoint through the palace for Lingtang."
After saying that, Dong Zhuoying walked out of the room.
After about half an hour, Fan Yao came out with a lamp and put it on the table, only to see that he was sweating profusely, but he couldn't hide the joy from his heart, and bowed to Dong Zhuoying.
Dong Zhuoying hurriedly moved her body, hurriedly helped Fan Yao up with both hands, and said, "Brother Fan, this ... How can this make it not break the little brother? "
Fan Yao smiled and said: "By my mother's order, I thank you for the great kindness of my life!" "
"How dare this be ..."
"It should be, Brother Dong's holy hand, the mother of the family is sick in one fell ill, and the great kindness is not dared to be repaid, and the day of life is a time of gratitude!"
Fan Yao said with a grateful and joyful face.
"Brother Fan, it is a coincidence, and the labor of raising your hand is not worth worrying about."
At this moment, I saw Fan Yao's mother walking out tremblingly, although she was skinny, but her fleshy skin was rosy, and her eyes were also divine.
Dong Zhuoying hurriedly got up and said, "Auntie, you should rest!" "
The woman said: "No, I haven't gotten out of bed for a few years, tonight heaven sent a young hero here to save me from my illness, I want to talk to the young hero!" "
Fan Yao hurriedly helped her mother sit on a wooden bench against the wall.
"Yao'er, you go sell wine and bring back some cooked food!"
Dong Zhuoying hurriedly shook her hand and said: "Auntie, no, it's late at night, my nephew has already used it on the street, and he is not hungry at all at the moment!" "
Mrs. Fan said seriously: "If the young hero refuses to accept a glass of water and wine, how can my mother and son be happy, although because of the poverty of the family, I can't afford to entertain guests, and my heart will always be exhausted!" "
Dong Zhuoying had no choice but to say: "Respect is better than obedience!" "
Fan Yao said: "Excuse me!" "I went excitedly.
Mrs. Fan seemed to have something to say, and her lips kept opening and closing.
Seeing this, Dong Zhuoying couldn't help but say: "Auntie, do you have any advice?" "
Mrs. Fan smiled first, and then said slowly: "How did Yao'er get acquainted with the young hero?" He never interacts with anyone..."
Dong Zhuoying didn't dare to tell the truth, so he had to say vaguely: "It was the little nephew who saw Brother Fan Yao seeking medical treatment, his words were sincere, and he knew that he was a filial son. "
"Ah! This is really the law, I can't afford to think about it! The family is empty, only Yao'er's life experience is miserable, and she really can't swallow this breath. Alas! The five elements are saved! "
"Little nephew is brave, my aunt must have had a considerable reputation in the martial arts in the past?"
"Hey! The young hero asked, I can't help but say, my name back then was 'Crimson Fairy Guan Baozhu', the young hero hadn't heard of it, right? "
"My nephew has just come out of the rivers and lakes, and his knowledge is shallow..."
"No wonder, this name has not been used for twenty years!"
After saying that, he sighed deeply, his eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, as if recalling the brilliant past, and after resting for a while, Youdi said again: "Does the young hero want to listen to my story?" "
Dong Zhuoying said politely: "If my aunt is willing to tell me, let my nephew listen carefully." "
Mrs. Fan sighed faintly and said, "That was more than 20 years ago."
At that time, I was twenty years old and had a small name in the rivers and lakes...
Dong Zhuoying's heart was shocked, judging from the name of "Crimson Fairy", she must have been a beauty in martial arts back then, and her hair turned gray at the age of forty, which was exactly the same as her mother's situation.
"Poor old man is white first", another portrayal.
Mrs. Fan paused slightly, and continued: "One day, on Jingxiang Road, I met a very famous colleague, his name is 'Fan Shiyao'...
"Oh! This name of the little nephew has also been mentioned. "
"Alas! It's futile to say, this story has been buried in my heart for twenty years, I was ignorant for a while, I fell in love with him, he was in his thirties at the time, the two fell in love at first sight, and finally got married, and a year after marriage, I gave birth to Yao'er...
"Oh!" Dong Zhuoying sighed.
"It was also that year, Yao'er was just over a month, and he said that he was bored at home and panicked, and he wanted to go out for a walk, and he would never return...
At this point, the voice has changed its tone.
Tears flashed in his eyes, but he also hated.
After calming down for a while, he continued: "I took Yao'er and sat on the mountain, thinking about his life and death, and lived like a year."
"In the third year, I couldn't bear it anymore and sold some valuable things, and the mother and son wandered in the rivers and lakes, exploring his whereabouts, and they were like stones sinking into the sea...
Dong Zhuoying sighed slightly and nodded with infinite sympathy.
Mrs. Fan wiped her eyes and said, "Due to excessive sadness, my hair has turned gray, and people have changed, and no one can recognize the 'fairy in crimson clothes' back then."
"Our mother and son, wandering around like this, I can't bear to suffer from this wind and frost at Yao'er's young age, so I temporarily settled here ..."
"So, my aunt has been in this city for many years?"
"Yes, more than ten years."
'What about the future?' "
"I have endured all the hardships, I have died of this heart, and I will no longer look for him, if he encounters an accident, in his name, there will be rumors in the rivers and lakes, but there is no clue, only one possibility, he has made a new love and deliberately abandoned my mother and son..."
"This ... Seems unlikely! "
"It is possible, there were many women in the rivers and lakes who showed their love to him, and the rivers and lakes gave him another nickname called 'Merry Swordsman'...
"Ah! This... It won't disappear, right? "
"It's hard to say, if a person is fascinated, he will do anything!"
"What about after that?"
"I practiced off, injured my meridians, and was bedridden, Yao'er was young, selling fruit points along the street, and later when she grew up, she carried firewood for a living."
Dong Zhuoying was righteous, and immediately said resolutely: "My nephew is walking in the rivers and lakes, and he should try his best to find out the whereabouts of Uncle Fan on behalf of his aunt!" "
Mrs. Fan smiled miserably and said, "Respectfully lead the young hero's hospitality!" "
It was nearly midnight.
The waning moon showed its face, exhaling a faint clear glow, illuminating the desolate area outside the house - a piece of light. "
Mrs. Fan frowned and said, "Why didn't Yao'er see the turnaround, he has been gone for a long time?" "
At this moment, a cold voice came from outside the house: "Long hatred, come out and answer!" "
Dong Zhuoying's heart was shocked, knowing that Fan Yao must have gone wrong, so he got up and said, "Auntie, rest in peace, don't go out!" "
Mrs. Fan said in a chestnut voice: "What happened? "
Dong Zhuoying said in a deep voice: "I don't know, but my nephew is sure to deal with it, and my aunt doesn't have to worry!" As he spoke, he broke off the lights on the table with his hands.
He pulled out the stone pattern divine sword and went through the door like a phantom.
This wasteland looks like the ruins of a large mansion, surrounded by broken walls and ruins, the grass is deep and there is no path, and under the moonlight, figures can be seen floating.
Dong Zhuoying was afraid of affecting the "fairy in crimson clothes" who had just recovered from the illness, so she tried to stay away from the house, and after a few flashes, she was ten feet away from the house.
The figure is undecided: four figures have already surrounded it.
Dong Zhuoying's eyes turned and he saw four burly men appearing, three holding swords, and one of them was using an outer door weapon, a bladed Emei thorn.
"What do you have to say?"
The one among the four who made the blade Emei stabbed coldly smiled and said: "Long hatred life, it's nothing, I hope you will obediently hand over the 'stone pattern divine sword' to avoid fighting!" "
Dong Zhuoying snorted disdainfully and said, "Do you want to take the sword with the four of you?" "
"Long hatred, don't be too blind, if you don't believe it, try it!"
"I just don't want to kill people here...
"What a crazy tone, then are you ready to do it?"
Dong Zhuoying was lucky, and the "Stone Pattern Divine Sword" glowed with a circle of halos, just competing with the silver moon in the sky, and said in a cold voice:
"The 'Stone Pattern Divine Sword' is here, and the four of you can take it if you have the ability!"
The four of them looked shocked, each took a step back, and the blades in their hands showed an offensive momentum, but their eyes wandered.
Dong Zhuoying understood when he saw it, and said coldly: "There should be more than four people coming, why don't you invite them all out?" "
I said it twice, but no one answered, and no one showed up.
Dong Zhuoying's eyes swept the four people again, and he said in a cold voice: "I hate the people who take advantage of the plunder, before the mere ones have made up their minds to make a move, it is too late for the four of them to retreat, otherwise it will be too late to regret it!" "
The four of them all shot greedy in their eyes, and after looking at each other, they each shouted and attacked, and the strength of the momentum was staggering.
The white light flashed, "Bobo! The deafening sound and the muffled snort were made in unison.
In just such a moment, a face was shining, and all four of the four people's weapons flew away.
Two people were seriously injured and sat on the ground, and two bodies were lying on the spot.
"The ancient immortal soldiers, indeed extraordinary, hahahaha..." In the midst of Hong laughter, I saw an old man appearing from behind the broken wall.
Dong Zhuoying raised his eyes, and a murderous intent suddenly surged in his heart, it was none other than the snobbish villain who had no medical ethics, the "divine needle medical saint Chu Mingyuan", and he didn't expect that he would be involved in the "stone pattern divine sword".
The four people killed and injured were undoubtedly his men.
At that moment, he smiled coldly and said, "Chu Mingyuan, what do you want?" "
"Divine Needle Medical Saint Chu Mingyuan" smiled and said: "I hate life, Ming people don't speak secret words, I have always preferred to collect some antiquities..."
"It means that I have taken a fancy to this antique ..."
"Oh! By the way, that's exactly what it says! "
"I can't imagine that your surname Chu prefers money and antiquities..."
"People have their own preferences, right?"
"Hahahaha... What a person who has his own hobbies, and actually falls in love with other people's things, don't you understand the truth that things have their own owners? "
"Hey! There is a sentence missing, and only the virtuous person occupies it. "
"Chu Mingyuan, if you are also worthy of talking about this German word, there is no one in the world."
"Long hatred, the old man is not here to turn his lips and tongue with you, let's maintain the style of a gentleman, don't do it, you hand over the sword, how about it?"
Dong Zhuoying laughed angrily and said, "Aren't you talking in your sleep?" "
"You don't give it?"
"You don't deserve it yet!"
"Divine Needle Medical Saint Chu Mingyuan" touched the rat's whiskers with his hand as if nothing had happened, then smiled darkly and said, "Long hatred for life, the old man has always had no strategy, what do you think this is?" "
Dong Zhuoying's eyes swept away, and he couldn't help but explode his heart.
I saw a strong man next to Chu Mingyuan, holding a young man hostage, who was Fan Yao, who was going to buy wine and vegetables, and immediately shouted: "Chu Mingyuan, if you don't want to die, put people down quickly." "
"Divine Needle Medical Saint Chu Mingyuan" said triumphantly: "People, of course they have to be released, as long as you hand over the 'Stone Pattern Divine Sword', I will release them immediately!" "
"You are looking for death!"
"Long hatred, don't be aggressive, do you see the dagger against this poor boy's heart? It's more than your bento, right? "
"Chu Mingyuan, ... you"
"Don't worry, listen to the old man first, the old man has used a special technique to stop his acupuncture points, except for the old man, no one can solve it, at most he will live until dawn."
"Old man, I want to tear you alive!"
"You can't do it, you are pretending to be chivalrous and forcing the old man to treat you in the hotel, you won't die for a mere sword!"
Dong Zhuoying was so angry that his seven orifices were smoking, but he was helpless, the fact was just as the other party wanted to threaten, no matter how fast he shot, he couldn't save Fan Yao.
Fan Yao's mother and son depended on each other, and they encountered a tragedy, and they couldn't die for nothing for themselves with a sword, which was not only against the "martial arts", but also a lifelong regret.
But this breath could not be swallowed no matter what... "Divine Needle Medical Saint" said loudly: "Long hatred, limit your time to reply with a cup of tea, otherwise pull it down, you take care of the funeral for this poor boy!" "
At this moment, Dong Zhuoying heard a gasp behind her.
He hurriedly looked back and saw that the "Fairy in Crimson" had come behind him, his thin face had become extremely ugly, and tears flashed in his deep eyes.
"Auntie, I'm sorry, I've tired Ling Lang..."
"If not, it's these foxes and dogs who disregard morality."
"Auntie, please go back, my nephew will deal with it, and I will never let Ling Lang ...."
"No, you're going to be wrong about me."
"Auntie is saying ..."
"Your sword must not be handed over."
"Auntie, you don't know what your little nephew is, what is the sword...
"You are wrong, don't hand over the sword, die a Yao'er, hand over the sword, the other party relies on sharp weapons to do evil, I don't know how many innocent people want to die, do you think it is lighter and heavier?"
These words of deep righteousness moved Dong Zhuoying to almost tears, and said in a deep voice: "Auntie, the words are good, but doing so is against humanity and martial arts, and it is not something that our generation can do." "
"You... Want to hand over the sword? "
Dong Zhuoying glanced at Chu Mingyuan coldly, and then said: "When I have to, I have no choice but to do this, aunt, save Brother Fan Yao first, this sword nephew vows to get it back!" "
"Divine Needle Medical Saint" Chu Mingyuan smiled fiercely and said, "Long hatred, the old man doesn't have much time to wait for you, have you thought about it?" "
"Crimson Fairy" scolded in a dull voice: "Chu Mingyuan, you are in vain called the medical saint, and you are so immoral, if you touch my son's hair, I will tear you to pieces i"
"Divine Needle Medical Saint" said in a dark voice: "Old beggar, aren't you seriously ill and dying?" How can you come out and wrap your tongue around your tongue and tell you, whether you touch it or not depends on the old man, your son's life and death are in the hands of Chang Hatish! "
The "Crimson Fairy" was so angry that she shivered.
Dong Zhuoying thought about it several times, made up his mind, and said sternly: "The surname Chu, you are ruthless, I hate to admit it, you let people go, and the sword is given to you!" "
The "Crimson Fairy" said sternly: "Dong Shaoxia, no!" "
The "Divine Needle Medical Saint" laughed proudly and said, "Chang Hate Life, you throw the sword to the old man, and the old man will let him go!" "
"What did you say about his acupuncture point?"
"The old man will untie it for him!"
"You untie the acupuncture point first, let the person go, I will throw the sword when the person moves, if I break my word, you have every chance to capture or kill the hostage, right?"
"Hmm! This is fair, just do it, don't break the contract?" "
"Joke, how can a long-hated student go against your word!"
The "Divine Needle Medical Saint" walked over and pinched Fan Yao's body a few times, and said loudly: "The acupuncture points have been solved, what do you say?" "
As soon as the acupuncture point was solved, Fan Yao spoke: "Brother Dong, my little brother is ashamed to die!" "
Dong Zhuoying gritted his teeth and said, "Now you are three steps away from him!" "
The "Divine Needle Medical Saint" and the man who held Fan Yao hostage with a knife took three steps back.
"Divine Needle Medical Saint" said loudly: "Long hatred, listen, the old man has a divine needle in his hand, this needle can live or die, don't have any crooked thoughts, within three zhang, the fly mosquito cannot escape the old man's divine needle!" "
Dong Zhuoying reversed the tip of the sword, made a throwing gesture, and shouted loudly at the same time: "Brother Fan, now you start walking over!" "
Fan Yao moved her steps... The scene is strange and tense, making people breathless.
At this moment, I saw a black shadow sweeping diagonally, silently, faster than lightning, and pounced on Chu Mingyuan, the "Divine Needle Medical Saint".