The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 10 The Storm in the Furong Building

The river surface gradually narrowed from wide to narrow, and the water flow gradually changed from slow to fast.

The two ribs stood at the ends of the bamboo raft, staring at the river.This section of the river has turbulent undercurrents and many shallow reefs, so we have to be careful.

After the most turbulent first-line sky, the surface of the river suddenly became cheerful again.The two chop guys breathed a sigh of relief, and each sat cross-legged to rest.At this time, the sun is setting and the sky is getting late.

Seeing that the two of them finally stopped working, Feng Jiuxiao asked, "The martial arts of your teacher are really eye-opening."

The rib guy sitting at the end of the row said proudly: "That's natural. The martial arts of our Paijiao also practice Buddhism and Taoism. The art of spells has created the five great magic skills of pausing religion."

Feng Jiuxiao said: "It is said that only the leader of some sects can practice the unique skills of suppressing gangs. I wonder if the same is true in your sect?"

The bone guy said: "That's not true. As long as my Paijiao's children can become the top leaders, they are eligible to go to the Paijiao General Forum to be taught by the elders who pass on their own martial arts and secret techniques. Our big elders are all It is composed of previous abdicated leaders or patriarchs. Of course, they must be 60 years old to be promoted to elders, otherwise they can only serve as apologists."

"Oh. Presumably the seat at the top of the queue was also obtained with fists."

"That's right! My Paijiao has always respected the strong! We have been relying on this Xinjiang for thousands of years to make a living. Natural disasters, man-made disasters, internal and external troubles, and so on, so the Paijiao children have been able to endure hardships since they were young, but they have also developed courage. The folk custom of fighting is ruthless, so everyone only obeys people with hard fists! Of course, hard fists are not big bosses."

"That's natural. Only with superior intelligence can you practice high-quality martial arts. Which one of your previous leaders is not a hero with both civil and martial arts?"

"Hehe, the young master can still speak."

Zeng Hai saw that it was getting late, and said: "This brother who is the leader, is it almost to Zhangjiaji?"

Ribs said: "We will arrive at Zhangjiaji Ferry in half an hour, we can go ashore tonight and have a rest."

Zeng Haidao: "There used to be a Golden Furong restaurant in Zhangjiaji. I don't know if it's still there. I went there once 30 years ago. At that time, the fish head with chopped peppers made by the chef Lao Zhang was really delicious!" The rib guy said: "It's rare. The old man actually still remembers the Golden Furong Restaurant. This restaurant is still very popular now. It’s just that the chef has been replaced by his son, and of course he’s also called Lao Zhang now, haha.”

Zeng Hai said with emotion: "Although they are all old Zhangs, this one is not the other. Things are right but people are different, yesterday is right and today is different. The dead are like husbands." Feng Jiuxiao said: "The old man is in love with the scene again? Take it The name Jin Furong must be the main Hunan cuisine." Zeng Yong said: "Hunan cuisine is good, but I still prefer Anhui cuisine." Feng Jiuxiao said with a smile: "In fact, Hunan cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, etc. have their own merits, Mr. Zeng I like Anhui cuisine, but I think Hunan cuisine suits my taste best.

Zeng Yongdao: "Yes, then I have no choice but to go to the countryside and do as the Romans do. By the way, I will relive old dreams with my uncle here, haha."

Zeng Hai and the others feigned anger and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Reliving old dreams?"

Feng Jiuxiao also laughed: "Mr. Yaoxiang was so heroic back then, there must be many admirers."

Zeng Hai said with embarrassment: "It's all right for Zeng Yong to mess around, but Mr. Feng actually made fun of the old man."

Feng Jiuxiao said: "Don't dare. I also express my feelings. A place that a person can't forget for 30 years, either has an unforgettable emotion or an unforgettable hatred. In my opinion, Most of the former."

Zeng Hai looked around and said to him: "Look, there's a light over there, it's almost here."

Feng Jiuxiao accepted it as soon as he saw it, and said nothing more.

The evening breeze is blowing, and the river is flowing.The bamboo raft arrived at the ferry in a short while.

This section of the river is the most open, with countless boats moored on both sides.

Zhangjiaji sounds like a village, but it is actually a large county with a population of [-].The main reason is that there is an innate geographical advantage here.The terrain of Zhangjiaji is flat. Looking at the entire Xinjiang River Basin, this is one of the few ferries suitable for building large-scale transit warehouses. Therefore, the freight turnover within a radius of [-] miles is basically concentrated in Zhangjiaji, which makes this place a reality. Merchants gather and the scene of prosperity is like a piece of brocade.People in the Jianghu said that Zhangjiaji is full of gold, so there are a lot of foreigners here.

The world is full of goodwill, and the world is all good.

The night is as cool as water.The shore was dimly lit.

Not only is there no night ban here, on the contrary, the night market is more lively than the daytime.

Some things cannot be sold during the day, but can be sold at night.It's not so much that the officials and lords want to rest at night, it's better to say that the county magistrate deliberately turned a blind eye.

The five people went ashore, and the two ribs led the way, passing through several bustling streets, and came to a restaurant in an instant.

The restaurant rose from the ground, about five feet high, magnificent, with a total of three floors, it stood out from the crowd within a hundred feet.There is a stone lion on each town house on both sides of the gate. The female lion on the left opens her mouth to attract wealth, while the male lion on the right keeps it closed.The carving is fine and lifelike.Zeng Hai saw that the three golden characters "Golden Hibiscus" on the door were still as bright as 30 years ago, but he thought to himself: The plaque is so brand new, but I don't know that it has been replaced.

After entering the door, the waiter from the shop has already rushed over: "Guest officer, please go up to the third floor, you can climb up and look far, and have a glimpse of the night view of the long street lanterns." In fact, everyone found that the first floor was full of seats, so they had to follow the advice of the waiter from the shop. The third floor of "climbing high and looking far, enjoying the night view".When passing by the second floor, Feng Jiuxiao glanced at it by the way, the layout of the entire second floor was exactly the same as that of the first floor, there were eight Eight Immortals tables, and there were no empty seats!The business is really not so good!The difference is that most of the guests on the first floor are dressed as business travelers, while the guests on the second floor are mostly people from the world. Many people have swords and weapons on the table. The number of people at each table varies from three to five, and there is even a table of four There are two monks, and the table on the innermost side is full of women, all wearing bright red cloaks, the red is very eye-catching.

Zeng Hai walked in the front and sighed softly: "There are so many people from the world gathered here, I don't know what treasures are about to appear in the world, it seems that it will inevitably be another bloodbath."

Zeng Yong walked at the end of the crowd, and said: "I heard from a friend that the Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain in Liaodong has been boiling in recent years, and it is estimated that the fire dragon under the Tianchi Lake will appear again, but I have never heard of this family collection. What strange treasure is in this world."

When they reached the third floor, Feng Jiuxiao saw a lot of copper candlesticks hanging on the surrounding walls. There were at least twenty wall-mounted candlesticks in the whole room, and each candlestick had at least three giant tallow candles. The whole hall was as bright as day.The stairway on the third floor is in the east, and the other two windows are opened in the south, north and west.There are six wine tables in total, and each table happens to be next to a window.There is a yin-yang fish pattern painted on the ground in the middle of the hall, and I thought to myself: "Could it be that the owner of the restaurant is also a good learner of Huang Lao?" Six tables have been filled and five tables have been filled, leaving only one table on the north side vacant.Those five tables were also dressed up by ordinary people.Five people are seated.Zeng Hai said to Feng Jiuxiao: "I'll take the seat today, little friend, don't be polite." Feng Jiuxiao said with a smile: "Then Mr. Lao." He said in his heart: I want to invite you, but unfortunately there is not enough money. Let's forget about a swollen face and a fat man!
Feng Jiuxiao has very little money left on her body, and she is thinking about how to increase revenue and reduce expenditure these days.Master Qi Xiaohou said that when you have no money, you can get money from Qiaoji Bank, but you can find Qiaoji Bank anytime, anywhere!

Stealing from the rich and helping the poor, or stealing from all directions?This is really a problem.

Looking from the north window, you can just see the Xinjiang River with clear water.Although it was late, the moonlight was bright.Occasionally, a few big fish jumped out of the river and set off a few waves, shining with white light.There are many boats and bamboo rafts moored at the ferry.There are two huge wooden poles erected high on the bank, and several strings of huge lanterns are carried on the pole heads. Each lantern has a large character on it, which together form a couplet: "A big belly can tolerate things that are difficult to tolerate in the world; Always laugh at the ridiculous people in the world."There is a small tea shop under the wooden pole of the lantern.It seems that this lantern is not only a lighthouse for night navigation, but also the signboard of this tea shop.It is not so much a tea shop as it is a simple shed.Several bamboo poles propped up a rain cloth, under the shed there were several small tea tables, and a pot of hot water was boiling on an iron stove.Although the tea shop is simple and simple, but the tone of the lantern couplet is too loud, making people dare not take it lightly.

No one drinks tea, it's empty.Also did not see the owner.

The surrounding area of ​​the tea shop is relatively empty.Far away from the shore, there gradually began to be residential houses, which became denser and denser. When you came to the vicinity of the Golden Furong Restaurant, there were not only more residential houses, but also more shops.At this time, it was just the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, and the lights of thousands of houses were brightly lit.The long street is wide, but there are still pedestrians.

Zeng Yong said: "Why is there no movement on the second floor?"

Feng Jiuxiao also felt strange.At least 30 people were seated at the eight tables on the second floor, but no one spoke.Just now the shop waiter asked repeatedly on the second floor: "What else do you need, the guest officer?" Feng Jiuxiao could hear it clearly, so it's definitely not that the second floor is soundproofed, but that no one really spoke.It's so strange that people at the same table don't talk to each other, don't people at each table know each other?
Zeng Haidao: "It's none of our business, let's hang it high. Today we mainly try the chopped pepper fish head here. Since other things have nothing to do with us, let's ignore them."

Zeng Yong responded, but glanced at Feng Jiuxiao.Feng Jiuxiao understood that he really wanted to go and see the excitement, but because of Zeng Hai's embarrassment, he wanted to give his opinion.Feng Jiuxiao shook his head slightly, smiled at him, and then said: "What the old man said is true. When we walk in the rivers and lakes, we should have the mentality that more things are worse than less things. Once we are full, we can enjoy the night view along the bank. Then go to the inn to take a rest, and you have to continue your journey tomorrow." The two ribs naturally had no objection, and went home early after completing the task.Zeng Yong could only suppress his dissatisfaction, with a resentful expression on his face.

The people at the other five tables on the third floor kept drinking and chatting, so no one cared what they said.But seeing them drinking lively, they must not have noticed the weirdness on the second floor.Feng Jiuxiao observed secretly, and instinctively felt that the third floor was just as weird as the second floor.Everyone communicated with unresolved topics. You talked about yours, and I talked about mine. The voices were not loud. From a distance, they were talking and laughing happily, and they were friendly.Judging from the clothes, it was also extremely ordinary, but Feng Jiuxiao judged that at least three tables of guests were kung fu masters from outsiders.The more Feng Jiuxiao watched, the more he felt that these people were behaving strangely.What day is it?
Suddenly Zeng Yong's expression shook, as if he was listening intently for something.Feng Jiuxiao also heard someone stepping up to the second floor and saying: Here we come!Then I heard a voice as sharp as a night owl said: "Since everyone gathered here from all directions, it must be for the same purpose. Unfortunately, there are too many monks and too little food. In order not to hurt the aiki, I suggest that everyone draw lots to determine who belongs to them!"

As soon as the voice fell, the second floor suddenly seemed like a frying pan, and the voices of people were extremely noisy!Someone scolded on the spot!Basically, they ran all the way here, waited for many days, and finally decided to belong by drawing lots. Isn't this a big shit?Suddenly, a Buddhist lion roared, shaking everyone's ears and drums, and suddenly there was no sound.Only an old voice said in a deep voice: "Shut up! Who has the same purpose as you? The old monk Shaolin Wuneng came here to protect the remains of General Wei and return his soul to his hometown. You all came here with a purpose! Today I have an old monk here Now, let me see who dares to make a mistake!" The image of a tall and thin monk immediately appeared in Feng Jiuxiao's mind.I passed by the second floor just now and saw that among the four monks at the table, there was only one monk with long eyebrows like snow, so it must be Wu Neng.Probably because they were intimidated by Wu Neng's lion's roar, or because the old monk's upright spirit was so powerful that everyone didn't dare to speak for a long time.After a long time, a woman's voice rang out: "Master Wu Neng, we have a hero post from Mrs. Wei, master, please don't misunderstand."

The members of the other gangs seemed to come to their senses and shouted, "We also have a hero post from Mrs. Wei!"

Master Wu Neng said: "Don't make any noise! ​​Since this is the case, all the heroes who have received the hero posts can stay, and the heroes who have not received the posts, please leave!"

That night owl voice said again: "Master does not recite scriptures and chant Buddha in the temple, but intervenes in worldly affairs, isn't he afraid of affecting Qingxiu? I don't believe that Mrs. Wei will send posts to Shaolin Temple!"

The master snorted coldly and said: "If my Buddha Tathagata is not sentient, why should I save all sentient beings? Don't say that I have a hero post, even if I don't receive the post, I will come to escort Mrs. Wei!"

Another person suddenly said sullenly: "Since everyone said that there are posts, you might as well show up to verify your identity, so that no one comes to fish in troubled waters! I will come first!" It seemed that they started to take posts.

Just now the woman said: "This is a post received by our Hundred Flower Sword Sect!"

Wu Neng said: "This is the post I received from Shaolin Temple!"

An old voice: "This is the post I received from the Diancang faction!"

A hoarse accent: "This is my Huashan faction post!"

Coupled with that cold voice, a total of five people who claimed to be Luoyang Qianshanmen posted posts!
That night owl said in a voice: "Look carefully, this is mine! It seems that only you two are here to fish in troubled waters! I don't know which way to go?" Only one person said: "So what if you have a post? You Do you dare to open your post for everyone to take a look?"

Ye Xiao's voice seemed to be startled, but he was speechless for a moment.

The man went on to say: "Hero posts are written with the name of the recipient. The real ones can't be fake, and the fake ones can't be real. It's like our Kongtong faction received a post but was taken away by someone else. Whose post is it?"

That night owl said coldly: "Boy, do you mean that I stole your post? You slandered and framed me in front of Shaolin Master Wu Neng and other heroes, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Feng Jiuxiao could feel that murderous aura across a floor!
At this time, only a few more footsteps were heard from the first floor to the second floor, and the footsteps stopped abruptly as soon as they entered the hall on the second floor.One of them actually let out a "huh", and then said in surprise: "Oh no! There are so many people?" Master Wu Neng asked angrily, "Who are you waiting for? Why are you here?" One of them said: "I was shocked to hear that the widow of General Wei passed by here, so I came here to escort her." Wu Neng said, "So you came here uninvited?" In the same way, with the same hatred and hatred, General Wei is loyal and courageous, and sacrificed his life for the country, and we chivalrous generations should do our best to comfort the general's soul in heaven!"

Ye Xiao's voice said, "Get out!"

"Who are you? You are so rampant!" The newcomers shouted angrily, only one of them seemed to have drawn his weapon!People in Jianghu care most about face!
Ye Xiao said in a soft voice, "I am Liaodong Hai Dongqing." Although the voice was soft, it still sounded like Ye Xiao crying.

"What?" Several people couldn't help exclaiming, their voices were trembling!
Then there was a sound of hurried footsteps running out.How many people really got out!Liaodong Haidongqing's five characters seem to have magical powers, which makes people feel terrified.What people in the Jianghu care more about is that those who know current affairs are heroes!

Feng Jiuxiao thought to himself: Unexpectedly, he actually came!

Only Wu Neng said: "Could it be that the benefactor is from Lingxiao City?"

The man who called himself Costin said: "Exactly."

Wu Neng said: "Did the benefactor receive the post or..."

With a voice like a night owl, Hai Dongqing said, "Of course it was the post that Mr. Yan received. Did Master forget, who is the master of Lingxiao City?"

Wu Neng stopped talking.

Zeng Yong asked softly: "Uncle, I heard that Hai Dongqing is a bird of prey, known as the King of Eagles, and it was born in Liaodong. But this person is also called Hai Dongqing, it seems that it should be his nickname." Left The side bone guy whispered: "I have heard of this person. It is said that this person was a one-legged thief ten years ago. He has always been a loner, ruthless and murderous, but he somehow became the subordinate of Young Master Yan of Lingxiao City. "The other bone guy went on to say: "The four masters of the martial arts are powerful and powerful. Among them, Master Yan of Lingxiao City is known as the three thousand disciples, and the most famous of his men are the two eagles, four tigers and twelve wolves. It is Shuang Ying, both of whom joined Master Yan ten years ago." Feng Jiuxiao said: "It is unexpected that the two eldest brothers know so many secrets of the Jianghu." In fact, Young Lord Qi told him some things about Young Master Yan, Since they are equally famous, it is natural to know each other better.Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in all battles!Feng Jiuxiao once lamented that the little Marquis of Qi was conspired and lost all his skills because of the lack of a hundred secrets!
The rib guy said modestly: "We greet and send off all day long, and we have relatively more friends from all corners of the country. It's normal to know a little bit of anecdotes." Zeng Yong said: "Then what do you think these people are here for? General Wei Who is it again? The rib guy shook his head and said: "What are you doing here, I don't know about this one. "" Feng Jiuxiao said: "I dare not say the purpose of coming to this party, but I know who this General Wei is!"

"Who?"

"There is only one general surnamed Wei in the entire imperial court, and there is no guard Wei, not even Henu Wei. So it can only be General Wei Qingyunwei!"

"General Wei, a generation of hairpin tassels, full of heroes and heroes?"

"Not bad!"

"It seems that General Wei has already died for the country!"

"That's right, a man should die in battle with the shroud of horse leather on the battlefield, and he will be honored with infinite glory!"

"I don't know what happened to Mrs. Wei's hero post?"

"Look and talk."

The few people stopped talking and began to taste the dishes that were served one after another.Hunan cuisine is mainly spicy, and after a while, a few people began to sweat profusely.

Downstairs, Hai Dongqing continued to attack the Kongtong faction, "Several young heroes, for the sake of the head of Xie, I will not make it difficult for you. Everyone just needs to kneel down and kowtow to me, and the matter will be cancelled."

Just heard a slap, thinking that someone slapped the table.Then there was a clanging sound, and the long swords were unsheathed one after another.Among them, a disciple of Kongtong shouted angrily: "It's too much to deceive people!"

Hai Dongqing said: "Good! Good! Sure enough, it is the demeanor of a famous school. You can frame others at will without evidence, and you don't even want to say sorry when you know that you are wrong. Once you have a grievance, you want to use force to solve it. .It really is a young hero! Master Wu Neng, what do you think I should do?"

Wu Neng said: "All benefactors, please be safe and don't be impatient. A few Kongtong young heroes, forgive me for talking too much, you have something to say, such impulsiveness will not help the matter, but will intensify the conflict. You are here to thank the head. You won’t draw your sword to fight. In addition, Hai Benefactor, you can be regarded as their senior. It’s normal for young people to be ignorant. As long as they apologize, this matter will be fine. In front of the heroes, how about we just let this matter go?”

Before Hai Dongqing opened his mouth, a Kongtong disciple said loudly: "Master, you don't know something. My Kongtong disciple Xingxia Jianghu most dislikes those who bully the weak and kind people with the strong! Especially people like Lingxiaocheng , It’s even more reckless and reckless, not to mention such low-level things as stealing and changing posts!” In his words, Lingxiao City is simply a street rat who does all kinds of evil, and everyone should call and beat them.

Everyone can't help but look at each other.Feng Jiuxiao said: "This stupefied young man, what's going to happen?"

Guo heard the sound of clothes fluttering in the wind, followed by several screams.Wu Neng yelled: "Stop!" Zeng Yong said: "I'll go and see!" Then he turned and went downstairs.Zeng Hai sighed, got up and went downstairs as well.He wanted to bring Zeng Yong back to Tianying Castle in Huizhou safely, otherwise he would not be able to explain it to his elder brother.Seeing that both of them had gone down, Feng Jiuxiao had no choice but to follow her downstairs.The two ribs still bowed their heads to eat, and there are rules for rowing.

The three of them stood at the stairs on the second floor, and they happened to be able to see most of the corners inside.

I saw that a table by the south wall had been broken into pieces.Two young men fell to the ground, and two young men leaned against the wall. All four of them were dressed in the same attire, so they must be the disciple of Kongtong.An old monk with white eyebrows stood in front of them, as if blocking a slender middle-aged man.A middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian scholar, with long eyebrows like swords and eyes like stars, stands proudly with his hands behind his back!Could this be the Hai Dongqing who opened his mouth like a owl at midnight?

When the three of them appeared at the top of the stairs, many people inside also noticed them, but everyone quickly turned their attention to Hai Dongqing and the others.Everyone thinks that these are just three spectators, and there is nothing worthy of attention.

The Confucian scholar was indeed Hai Dongqing, and he really sounded like an owl crying at midnight when he opened his mouth. If you listen to him with your eyes closed, it's really creepy!Hai Dongqing said: "Master is merciful. For the sake of master's sake, let's do it!"

A Kongtong disciple leaning against the wall covered his chest with his hands, his face was pale, and he suddenly said: "You say forget it? You hurt my fellow disciple at will, this matter will never end!"

Everyone couldn't help frowning at this moment.This kind of fledgling disciple dared to let him out to travel around the rivers and lakes, did Master Xie take the wrong medicine?Or are these apprentices all fake, ignorant of worldly sophistication?He is looking for death all the time!Master Wu Neng turned around to look at the Kongtong disciple, and then at Hai Dongqing. He went back to his seat and sat down without saying a word. He took off the Bodhi beads from his wrist, closed his eyes, and began to recite the Heart Sutra silently.

Hai Dongqing walked towards the four of them slowly.The two people on the ground were already seriously injured and had no fighting strength.Then get rid of this stinky and hard-mouthed Kongtong hero first!With murderous intent in his heart, Hai Dongqing slashed away with his palm in the air!The palm strength is like overwhelming mountains!

That Kongtong disciple was not afraid, and raised his palm to block it. Unfortunately, he was like a mantis holding a chariot, how could he resist Hai Dongqing's mighty blow?It made him fly upside down and hit the wall like a kite with a broken string, and a mouthful of blood sprayed far away!Then he slumped to the ground like mud.

Feng Jiuxiao frowned, thinking to himself: This is simply courting death!Are they not afraid of death at all?
Hai Dongqing said: "Back then, Mr. Guo Er used an ancient sword with pine patterns to challenge the seven mountain villages of Taihang Mountain. How heroic he was, but now his descendants are a group of silver-like wax spear heads, who have no chance to draw swords. , Bad, bad, hahahaha..." It's okay not to smile, but it's even more creepy to smile!
Hai Dongqing looked at the only Kongtong disciple among the four who could still stand against the wall and said, "I'll ask you again, if you kneel and kowtow to admit your mistake, I will spare you!"

The Kongtong disciple's chest rose and fell, as if he was struggling inside, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding. After a long time, he said resolutely: "My Kongtong disciple has always been upright and upright. Mrs. Wei did send a hero post to Lingxiaocheng, but it was written to Yan. Missy! Although your post was not stolen from us, it was Missy Yan’s!"

Hai Dongqing's pupils shrank, and he scolded: "You want to die?" Another palm struck through the air.

Although the distance between this palm was more than five feet, with his palm strength, it was effortless to shatter Kongtong disciple's internal organs.

Everyone saw a sudden change, and it was too late to stop it.Master Wu Neng just heard that Hai Dongqing came here as an impostor and regretted it. He thought that he should not trust Hai Dongqing, but why didn't the fourth son of Kongtong say it earlier?Take your life in vain!After Hai Dongqing struck out with that palm, Wu Neng was too late to stop him, so he could only watch the Kongtong disciple die.

The disciple of Kongtong had expected to die for a long time, so he didn't dodge or dodge, his eyes were wide open, and he regarded death as home!
Suddenly there was a blur in front of his eyes, and a blue shadow stood in front of him as fast as a ghost.The man in Tsing Yi covered his chest with both palms, and was about to receive Hai Dongqing's overwhelming palm. Unexpectedly, at the same time, a lightning-like object flew in front of him and blocked him again, but with a bang, the object was blown by the fist wind. Blast into powder!
(End of this chapter)