Comprehensive martial arts: Qixia town storytellers, the beginning of the tie to Qiao Feng

Chapter 209 Gathering at Yanmen Pass! (Please subscribe!)
After the story is over, Lu Yan has to go up to the second floor as usual.

At this moment, the people sitting in the lobby suddenly called out to stop Lu Yan.

"Mr. Lu, if the Khitan really invaded the Song Dynasty, would you leave the Song Dynasty and return to the Ming Dynasty?"

Everyone who was talking about the story they had heard before turned their heads to look at Lu Yan after hearing this question.

Although the war between Khitan and Song has not yet broken out.

Moreover, everyone did not believe that Khitan could invade the Great Song Dynasty.

But at this time, everyone still wanted to hear how Lu Yan would answer this question.

Facing everyone's curious eyes, Lu Yan smiled slightly, and pointed to the brocade box hanging on the beam.

"Your assumption is difficult to establish."

If something is profitable, someone will definitely do it.

If the benefits are great, then there will be many people who will continue to do it one after another.

Right now, the entire Great Song Wulin knows that there is a heavenly man in Shaolin Temple.

And the things in the brocade box come from the hands of heaven and man, which are priceless treasures.

So no one would not want to get what is in the brocade box.

Even if it's just a little guy in the acquired state, he will have some unrealistic dreams at night.

Not to mention those who are truly capable!
Therefore, if the Khitan wanted to break through the Yanmen Pass, they would probably have to kill most of the walkers in the Wulin of the Great Song Dynasty!
And this is obviously not an easy task.

The questioner turned his head and glanced at the brocade box. He wanted to say something, but fell silent at this moment.

Seeing that the questioner stopped talking, Lu Yan walked up the stairs slowly.

And at the old position on the second floor, Zhui Ming was already waiting for him.

During the time when he was storytelling, Zhui Ming had already drank three jars of wine.

Lu Yan sat down in front of Zhui Ming and said, "I thought you would go to Yanmen Pass."

"Did Lord Zhuge specially ask you to come to see me?"

Zhui Ming Wenyan laughed, nodded and said, "That's right, Uncle Shi indeed asked me to come."

"Uncle Shi thinks that you won't make a move easily, and must have other ideas, so let me come to see you."

"From the beginning, on the way here, I was wondering what you thought."

"Later, after seeing that brocade box, I finally understood your intentions. It's amazing, it's really amazing."

Lu Yan smiled and asked, "Where is the power?"

Zhuiming drank a bowl of wine, and said with a mouthful of alcohol, "Are you testing me?"

"Alright, then I'll answer your question, and you can tell me whether my guess is right or not."

After talking about chasing his life, he drank another bowl of wine, and after drinking two more bowls, he continued: "Shaolin monk, please take action to prevent the two countries from fighting."

"If you fight directly, no matter how powerful you are, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop the 300,000 army."

"Maybe someone will help you, but more people will choose to stand by."

"They will definitely wait until you fail, or even die before making a move."

"And all of this is because of the benefits you got from the Shaolin monks."

"It's human jealousy."

"And you use human greed to counter human jealousy!"

While talking, Zhuiming stood up holding the wine jar, walked slowly to the railing, and looked at the brocade box hanging on the beam.

"At this moment in the Jianghu, countless people are eager to get the things in this brocade box."

"The things in the brocade box let them see the hope of becoming a celestial being."

Lu Yan smiled and said, "But the things in the brocade box can't make anyone a celestial being."

Zhui Ming laughed and said, "That's why I said hope."

"You use such a small hope to make Jianghu unite the entire martial arts world."

"When everyone gathered at Yanmen Pass and saw the 300,000 Khitan army."

"What do you think they will think?"

"Is it to defend the country?"

"No, they will wonder who is so lucky to get the things in the brocade box in the end."

Lu Yan chuckled, and followed Zhui Ming's words: "They will still think, maybe this lucky guy is themselves."

Zhui Ming nodded, turned around and sat down at the table, and said: "It is not passion, but greed and selfishness that makes everyone unite against Khitan."

"It's ridiculous that such a strange thing can happen in the world!"

Everyone wants a brocade box.

And if you want to get the brocade box, you must have the most outstanding performance on the battlefield.

So in the face of the Khitan's large-scale invasion, everyone will scramble to express themselves.

This is obviously a selfish thing, but in the form of expression it is so impartial.

And this is what makes Zhui Ming feel strange and ridiculous.

"Heaven!"

Lu Yan sighed.

Just ask, is there any traveler in the world who does not aspire to become a celestial being?

Who wouldn't want to have the attitude of being above all living beings, even facing the imperial power indifferently.

Zhui Ming also sighed and said, "But unfortunately, I don't like those people."

"I have a strong premonition that you still need to take action to repel Khitan in the end."

Lu Yan smiled and said, "The Jianghu of the Great Song Dynasty, the strong are like clouds."

"Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower, Six and a Half Hall, Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall."

"Six masters, heroes from all directions."

"Aren't you optimistic about these people?"

Zhui Ming looked at Lu Yan and asked back, "Then do you like them?"

Lu Yan replied seriously: "Not too optimistic."

Lu Yan himself laughed when he said landing, and Zhui Ming also laughed.

The two of them stopped talking, just drinking quietly.

Lu Yan drank in small sips, and drank in big bowls.

In the middle of the night, Zhui Ming was drunk, his eyes were hazy, and he smelled of alcohol, but it made people feel that he could wake up at any time.

"gone."

Drunk Zhui Ming waved at Lu Yan, and walked downstairs unsteadily.

Lu Yan watched his life go downstairs, but did not send him away.

After Zhui Ming left, Xie Zhuoyan appeared beside Lu Yan.

"He seemed to have something to say, but didn't say it."

Lu Yan pursed his lips, sighed and said, "He wants to invite me to go to Yanmen Pass with him."

"He drank a lot of wine and still couldn't open the mouth because he knew I wouldn't go."

"And once he speaks, a lot of things change."

Zhui Ming is a man of integrity.

He was one of Lu Yan's few friends in Song Dynasty.

Zhui Ming clearly knew that Lu Yan's move could certainly "unify" people in the martial arts world.

But there is only one chance.

So behind this "unity", there must be "sacrifices" of people who should not have to die!
And a lot of "sacrifices"!
This is also because of human greed.

It is also something that Zhui Ming does not want to see, but is unable to change.

Xie Zhuoyan nodded lightly and said, "It's understandable."

Lu Yan turned around and glanced at Xie Zhuoyan, and said with a smile, "Let's go, go back and rest."

……

Yanmen Pass.

As the news of the Khitan's imminent invasion spread throughout the Song Dynasty.

Along with the news that Lu Yan was going to pass on the chance, the news spread all over the world.

In the past few days, more and more people from the rivers and lakes came to Yanmen Pass.

As an important witness who sent back the news, after these days of recuperation, Shi Zhendong's injury has stabilized.

It's just a pity that he couldn't keep his right arm, and he may never be able to use a gun again from then on.

"General Shi, can you tell me about the situation at that time?"

Tie Shou looked at Shi Zhendong with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

Shi Zhendong nodded slightly, and said in a low voice, "Brother Zhou and I sneaked into Shangjing together."

"After some investigation, we found General Pingnan's residence."

"In order to avoid long nights and dreams, we launched an assassination operation that night."

"Before we started, we heard Chu Xiangyu and Shen Yunshan talking in the study."

"They're talking about the impending invasion south."

"We couldn't help being excited when we heard about it. We accidentally missed Xingzang and were discovered by Chu Xiangyu."

"Everyone fights to the death. I originally wanted to die with everyone."

"But the intelligence I heard this time is very important, I dare not die easily..."

Speaking of this incident, a look of sadness appeared on Shi Zhendong's pale face.

The few people who died in Shangjing this time were all his brothers.

They should have lived and died together.

But he survived.

Tie Shou sighed, reached out and patted Shi Zhendong's shoulder lightly, and said, "You don't have to blame yourself, and don't feel guilty about others."

"If you die too, the brotherhood can be fulfilled, but Da Song doesn't know how many people will die because of this."

"You who are alive are more valuable than dead."

Shi Zhendong nodded imperceptibly.

It was precisely because he knew this that he insisted on returning to Yanmen Pass.

If not, the blood lost on the road alone would be enough for him to die several times.

"I heard that a monk from Shaolin Temple appeared and offered a chance to fight against Khitan."

Tieshou replied: "That's right, this opportunity is currently in the hands of Mr. Lu."

"In the battle against the Khitan, those with the most outstanding military exploits can get this opportunity from Mr. Lu."

Shi Zhendong was a little hesitant, and said: "I also heard that this opportunity is a martial arts secret book and a bottle of elixir."

"There are countless pills, but if that Mr. Lu secretly learned the secrets of martial arts, no one will know."

When he said this, Zhendong paused for a while, and added: "I said this not to doubt Mr. Lu's character."

"Most people should have the same idea as me."

Tie Shou chuckled and said, "You're right, Mr. Lu did have the opportunity to secretly learn that martial arts secret book."

"But heaven and man are not so easy to fool."

"If Mr. Lu secretly learned that martial arts secret book without contributing to the fight against the Khitan, unless he doesn't use it for the rest of his life, then there is no way that monk in Shaolin Temple will let him go."

Shi Zhendong thought for a while, and felt that what Tie Shou said was very reasonable.

"I'm overthinking it."

Tie Shou lightly patted Shi Zhendong's shoulder and said, "You have a good rest."

After Shi Zhendong lay down again, Tieshou went out and left.

Outside, ruthlessness and cold blood await him.

"How about it."

Ruthless and light inquiry.

Tie Shou shook his head and said, "He should not have been bribed."

Leng Xue glanced at Tie Shou and said, "The two spies I caught today insisted that Shi Zhendong was their connector."

Speaking of this, Leng Xue paused for a while, and continued: "But I know they won't tell the truth, so Shi Zhendong can observe again."

Ruthlessly glanced at the room where Shi Zhendong was resting, he said, "Let's leave here first, let General Shi rest well."

While speaking, he turned the wheelchair ruthlessly and headed out of the yard.

Tie Shou and Leng Xue followed Wu Qing and left together.

In the room, Shi Zhendong stood in front of the window with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

It seems to be hesitating and struggling on the edge of the cliff.

……

Although the news that Khitan is about to invade on a large scale has already spread.

But the Khitan army has not yet appeared, so the atmosphere at Yanmen Pass is not so heavy and depressing.

On the contrary, as more and more people arrived, the atmosphere at Yanmen Pass became a little more relaxed than usual.

And all this is because almost all the people who have come to Yanmen Pass recently are from the Jianghu.

And people in the rivers and lakes are used to living a free life.

Even in such an important place for military strategists as Yanmen Pass, it is difficult to be serious.

A very special-looking monk was walking slowly on the not-so-broad street.

He is dressed in a big red robe, and his hair is like a short needle, which seems to have a hidden beauty.

A pair of eyes, like the refining fire in hell, the soul in the spell, just looking at someone, makes people feel like their soul is about to be taken away.

Suddenly, the monk in red stopped walking, and he slowly raised his head and looked forward.

At a wine stall by the roadside, a man was sitting drinking.

The man who was drinking was wearing a brocade robe, and looked like the steward of a big family.

It's just that the extremely wide and extremely thin sword on his back added a bit of ferocity to him.

"You are here too."

The monk in red looked at the drinking man with vigilant eyes, and even faint killing intent.

The drinking man grinned and said, "I'm here, and I'm drunk too."

The man drank a lot of wine, but he was not drunk just now, but he became drunk when he saw the monk in red.

He was drunk and drew a knife.

Almost at the moment when the man pulled out the broadsword from behind, a small fiery red bow suddenly appeared in the hand of the monk in red.

There is a thin arrow like a needle pierced on the bow.

Look carefully, this thin arrow is exactly the same as the hair on the top of the monk's head!
In other words, this is the hair of the monk in red!

Hair that can be used as a sharp arrow!
It is simply an unheard of method!
"Why don't you make a move?"

The man stuck the big knife in front of his body, and looked at the monk in red with drunken eyes.

Facing the seemingly defenseless man, the monk in red didn't speak.

He just aimed his arrow at the man's heart.

But in front of the man's heart, there was a knife horizontally.

Immediately with the horizontal knife, lying drunk on the hill.

No matter when it was, the monk in red would never forget the nickname of the man in front of him.

Gu Pan Shenfeng Gu Foying, a man he has never won!
"Ouyang, you have become a monk, but your murderous spirit has not decreased but increased."

Gu Foying looked at the monk in red, and he didn't seem to have any intention of using the saber.

The monk in red took a deep look at Gu Foying and said, "The current me is Qifa."

Gu Foying smiled, and said casually: "It turns out that Zen Master Qifa was in person. It's really disrespectful."

While speaking, Gu Foying stood up, he casually inserted the big knife into the scabbard behind him, turned around and wobbled away.

Zen Master Qifa looked at Gu Foying's leaving back, but the arrow in his hand was delayed.

Because he was not sure about killing Gu Foying!

Looking at Gu Foying's figure walking further and further away, he put away his bow and clenched his fists.

"When I get the opportunity of the Shaolin monk, I will definitely beat you!"

"When the time comes, I will take your life again!"

……

In the rivers and lakes, everyone is scolding the Murong family.

Murong Fu still came to Yanmen Pass despite his infamy.

As a native of Xianbei, Murong Fu, who wholeheartedly wanted to restore the country, naturally did not come to defend the Song Dynasty.

He wants to fight Khitan, and his ultimate goal is to get the opportunity given by the sweeping monk in Lu Yan's hand.

He is one of the few people who has seen the sweeping monk with his own eyes, and he is also one of the few people who has a deep understanding of the power of the sweeping monk.

It is precisely because of this that he is more eager than anyone else to get the opportunity to be a sweeping monk.

So even though he was infamous and criticized by thousands of people, he still came.

It's just that not long after he came to Yanmen Pass, he discovered that this time's competition seemed to be not easy.

Opposite Murong Fu, sat a very special Thutuo.

This dhutuo is waving his right hand while drinking, making all kinds of exaggerated gestures.

It seems to be playing music, and it seems to be waving something.

And his hands are very big, especially the thick fingers, like candles molded out of bamboo tubes.

But the most special thing is the number of his fingers.

He has six fingers.

What is even more surprising is that he also has six fingers on his left hand.

A person with twelve fingers is not too simple no matter how you look at it.

After a little hesitation, Murong Fu got up and walked towards that person.

"Brother, next..."

Before Murong Fu finished speaking, the man waved his hand and sent Murong Fu to a place ten feet away.

"Do you understand music?"

Murong Fu was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

Since childhood, he has been studying martial arts and planning to restore the country.

I have almost never learned any musical instruments, so my musical attainments are not very good.

"I don't know much about music."

The man glanced casually at Murong Fu, then shook his head, as if he no longer wanted to say a word to Murong Fu.

And Murong Fu didn't take the initiative to join in.

Because when the man made a move earlier, he had already felt that the other party should be a walker, whose strength was higher than his.

If you forcefully go forward again, I'm afraid you will have to ask for trouble.

And most importantly, he has already thought of the origin of this man.

In the rivers and lakes, there is a person who is good at temperament, with six fingers on each hand, that is Duozhi Toutuo from the Laozi Temple in Mount Wutai!

A character who is both black and white, and almost no one dares to provoke him!

At this moment, another person walked into the inn.

He was covered in a black robe from top to bottom, giving people a gloomy feeling.

If Lu Yan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance. This is the only person who survived the battle in the north of Wuxi City, Jiuyou Shenjun!
Obviously, he also came here for the opportunity of the sweeping monk!

(End of this chapter)