Sheng Fu

Chapter 117 Candlelight in the gazebo
In ten days, many things have happened. For example, many people have appeared on the shore of Yueming Lake. Zongmen disciples, Jianghu field trippers, literati swordsmen, all three religions and nine streams, all came to watch the excitement. Yuwen Jun went south and touched too much. Sensitive nerves.

The better location on the shore has caused some small and big conflicts. There are open and secret fights between well-dressed children, and there are mutual dissatisfaction among wild wanderers in the rivers and lakes. Zu scares people.

It is worth mentioning that there was no such thing as a blushing and a thick neck and a fight. This is a southerner, and the general situation is unanimous to the outside world.

On the lake, four flower boats went in four directions: southeast, north, south, and there was a beautiful girl standing on the bow of the boat. Yu Wenjun and Murong Qiu sailors talked about the details of the ten rounds, and today they will announce it to the world.

It should be able to stir up quite a splash in the chess world, and the reputation of Guyue Pavilion will be raised to a higher level.

When they saw a girl coming out from Hanyue Island, many onlookers on the bank held their breath and stared straight ahead, some of them even drooled.

Even the children of some aristocratic families are a little bit uncontrollable.

If we talk about beauties, the oirans in brothels are naturally not bad in appearance, and there may not be many people who can afford it.

Secondly, the oiran is only a matter of money, how can it be compared with the girls on Hanyue Island.

The girls on the island have the scent of books, and they have been beauties since they were young, and they know how to practice. Although the Lonely Moon Pavilion is far from the Guangyin Sect back then, but now that the Guangyin Sect is gone, the Lonely Moon Pavilion is still there, and it also bears the burden. With some local martial arts.

The essential difference from Huakui is that the girls in Guyue Pavilion are not bought with money, they only marry people who are destined, and all of them are good girls who have not yet opened their hearts.

This is the essential reason for the hearts of those men on the shore.

Talking about the content of the ten rounds, perhaps only those with a little ink in their stomachs will pay attention. Compared with these, people pay more attention to what Yu Wenjun has experienced in Guyue Pavilion.

He even wondered if Pavilion Master Murong was afraid of Gu Yong's prestige, so he personally selected a few fair-skinned and beautiful girls to recommend himself to Yu Wenjun.

Just a little thought about this kind of thing is enough to break the hearts of many men.

Someone on the shore held up a banner with the content: "A certain family, a certain sect, invite Mr. Yuwen to be a guest."

This time it's not about rattling, but about hospitality.

On Cold Moon Island, Murong Qiushui personally sent them off.

The pavilion master opened the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, so he could see the situation on the shore clearly, and said softly to Yu Wenjun: "During this month, many people have thought about many things, and maybe they still remember that you are Gu Yong's disciple. .”

"But when you came here, you didn't hurt the southerners, and you didn't even say a single serious word."

"Some people feel sorry and plan to get acquainted with you, not because they want to make friends with you, but because of their own face."

They are all from the south, Murong Qiushui's words are a little bit of a blow to her own prestige, but she still said it clearly, talking with Yu Wenjun for ten rounds, what she can think of, Yu Wenjun can naturally think of.

How can people who can participate in the Banquet of Bagu come here without even a little insight?
Yu Wenjun smiled knowingly: "It's because of the good feng shui here that I have cultivated a harmonious whole body, and there will be a period later."

Murong Qiushui waved his hands with a smile and said, "I hope to continue the hand-to-hand discussion for ten rounds next time."

Yu Wenjun rode the black lion soaring into the sky, directly away from Yueming Lake.

The caring person beside Murong Qiushui said: "Why is the pavilion master so polite? Is it just for playing chess?"

The beautiful pavilion master smiled helplessly, and said earnestly: "Although I don't want to admit it, but I know that next time I have ten rounds with him, I will lose miserably."

In fact, she already knew that Yu Wenjun's chess strength was higher than hers.

Either way, both sides have given each other a step down.

The people on the shore had already seen the black lion flying away, and many people beat their chests and feet, feeling that this young man from the imperial capital was very disrespectful.

After leaving Yueming Lake, Yu Wenjun planned to visit other states and counties.

There are hundreds of miles of flowers in Cangwu Prefecture, Chuitian Waterfall in Bieyun Prefecture, and Caidie wine in Langfeng Prefecture. After thinking about it, he didn't go to these three places.

Instead, I went to the land of Hezhou. I heard that there is a Shuanglong mountain there, and there is an ancient road in the middle, which leads directly to the deep mountains in the southern Xinjiang. Da Neng, if you encounter a relic of a sage by chance, maybe you will jump into the dragon's gate.

In the past years, there were many people with this kind of idea, but none of them succeeded. Most of them got lost after going in, wandering around for decades before finding the right exit.

When he came back, his beauty and white hair were like snow, Gao Tang was no longer there, and his youth was like a piece of stone thrown away in childhood, nowhere to be found.

As a result, the world inside Shuanglong Mountain has become a restricted area of ​​life in the south.

It made countless young knights with lofty hearts dread Shuanglong Mountain.

At night, the midsummer night sky is full of stars, the moon hangs high, and the whole earth seems to be covered with a layer of light silver.

The mountains are undulating, the scenery is beautiful, yet steep.

When you come to the south, it is enough to do only one thing that can leave a good impression on the world. If you do too much, the traces will be too heavy.

The weight of the Guyue Pavilion is neither light nor heavy. Ten days of hand-to-hand talks between Yu Wenjun and the pavilion master is enough to offset the hatred of some southerners towards him.

He wasn't planning on going elsewhere to spiel about arty next.

He doesn't have much time to stay in the south, he has to do something he likes. During this period of time, the martial arts test of Ba Gu Zhiyan should also come to an end.

After traveling in mountains and rivers, he had to return to the imperial capital.

As for coming to Shuanglong Mountain, there is another reason, that is, there is a high possibility that Bai Xiaowei is also in Shuanglong Mountain. Although the separation time is not long, it is still very good to meet old friends from other places.

As soon as we arrived at the foot of Shuanglong Mountain, a candle was lit in the gazebo in front of us.

"The black unicorn is really good, and it didn't show fatigue even after crossing several states in one day."

In the gazebo, there was a tall and thin man dressed in green clothes and a mask of a cow ghost. Under the light of the candlelight, there was an infinite shadow of prey.

The black lion showed its fangs, Yu Wenjun patted the head of the black lion, dismounted, and walked slowly into the gazebo.

"We shouldn't know each other, but how do you know that I will come here?" Yu Wenjun asked curiously.

The man said: "Guess, if you go to other places, it is easy to cause disputes, but this place is clean."

Yu Wenjun thinks about it too, those who invite him to be a guest must have calculated everything, so Yu Wenjun didn't give that face.

He smiled and said, "I met a girl in the northern desert, but she wore half a mask."

I don't know which warm town in the south Miss Si Xue is in now.

The masked man said: "You came to the south with the intention of making friends, but deep hatred cannot be covered up with a few good things."

"People in the past will never let go of their prejudices."

"Let's make a deal."

Yu Wenjun didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this man's gourd, but if he could come here, he must have calculated everything.

He smiled and said, "I would like to hear the details."

The masked man said: "I promise you to save Gu Yong's life, and you promise me that you will not kill the south in the future, how about it?"

Yu Wenjun's heart sank, he frowned and said, "How do you say that?"

The tone of this person's speech was a little casual, but it didn't sound like a lie. Yu Wenjun tried many times, but he couldn't sense the other party's cultivation base. His intuition told him that this person might be above Xie Yiming!even more!

(End of this chapter)