The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 74
"Unfortunately, I don't know who the masters are fighting with? I'm afraid it will be a great regret for the rest of my life."

In the corner, the novelist was lying on the window, looking at the crowd of martial arts masters who were drinking with their arms, and his mood was affected, as if the wind and rain outside the house, churning for a long time.

"But today I am fortunate to witness all the heroes and witness the Shenzhou League, and I will die in peace."

He stabilized his crooked glasses, huddled in a corner and wrote down the names of the previous forty or so masters one by one.

When the strokes are finished, he becomes limp in an instant, slips against the wall, closes his eyes for a long time, and breathes a long sigh of relief, as if reminiscing about the heroic spirit and aspirations of the past.

It was raining heavily at night outside the house, and the lanterns were flickering.

Representatives of the other parties, hundreds of people, all looked at the people in the room.

For no reason, I just feel inexplicably depressed.

There are enemies in the north, and the biggest enemy is the hopeless Manchu court.

Wang Wu looked at everyone.

Some are old friends, some are confidants, some are brothers, some are brothers, some didn't know each other but came here after hearing the word "righteousness", and some are enemies, and now they put aside the past and walk side by side.

"Everyone, I've drank the wine and said the words. I have entrusted everything that should be entrusted. Heroes are not lonely, and there are still latecomers. Let's... let's go!"

The words fell to the ground calmly, everyone looked at each other and smiled, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he got up and left his seat, left the room, and went downstairs.

Amidst the laughter, a group of figures strode into the rain in groups of four or five.

Really come quickly, go erratically.

Standing in front of the guardrail on the third floor, Chen Zhuo looked at the backs of Wang Wu, Li Cunyi, Cheng Tinghua, and Guo Yunshen. He opened his mouth and his eyes were red, but what he yelled out was a low growl, "Everyone, when the big victory !"

A few heroic laughter came faintly in the rain, as if in response.

Someone asked curiously: "Master Chen, I don't know who Wang Wuye and the others are against?"

Chen Zhuo pondered for a moment, then said hoarsely: "You don't need to know who is the enemy, you should know that this battle is for the world."

At the same time, the horse-drawn carriages and fast horses outside the Golden Tower had already been reined and reined, and moved upon hearing the wind.

There are not only people from the White Lotus Sect here, but also heroes from all walks of life and spies from underworld gangs. At this moment, they are all sending letters to all parties, including the halls of the White Lotus Sect, disciples of various sects, and even the Cao Gang in the waterway. , the land-based business gang, and the three sects joined hands, vowing to bury those old fossils in the Northland.

Together with the ancient Buddha, he was also leaving. This time, including him, the White Lotus Sect also produced three elders. Although they didn't live as long as those old monsters, they were still very senior elders.

In addition, Gu Buddha, who was born with six senses, should be one of the main forces in this battle.

"Hu'er, wait for uncle to come back."

After the ancient Buddha said a word, he looked at the complex-looking ancient jade, smiled, and walked into the rain with an umbrella.

It's not over yet.

Chen Zhuo went back to the house, Wang Wu just created momentum for him, and he had to do the rest himself.

"Representatives, take your seats!"

He greeted.

By the way, I asked someone to fetch a pen and paper.

"The Shenzhou League has been established, and the last step is still missing, which is the alliance letter!"

Chen Zhuo picked up the brush, dipped it in the ink, and said in a nonchalant manner: "I don't like to talk too much, but I like to follow the rules. There is no rule without rules. No matter if you restrain yourself or others, you can't do without it." Open the rules. This letter of alliance is the rules of the "Shenzhou League", and it is also an oath made by us for our blood alliance, Shenzhou Juyi!"

As he spoke, he ordered someone to spread out a pair of shakuhachi paper, and the pen was like a knife, walking on the paper.

Everyone is waiting.

Until Chen Zhuo put down the brush.

As the lanterns swayed, there seemed to be a mass of murderous air jumping out of the paper.

Everyone was waiting to take a closer look, when they suddenly heard thunder and wind outside the house.

The window sill shook violently, a gust of wind squeezed in, the letter of alliance on the table shook, and was rolled up by the wind; in the sway, when everyone saw the oath made on the letter of alliance, they all breathed away and their skin shuddered , the chills stood on end.

"Bully good people, kill!"

"Treacher, kill!"

"Rape and looters, kill!"

"Traitors who seek glory, kill them!

"Those who insult the righteousness of my Divine State disciples, kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The viewers were all terrified, their pupils shrank suddenly, and their eyes widened.

The words are like silver hooks and iron paintings, chopped with knives and axes, and the nine characters of "kill" rushed towards the crowd like nails, wind and arrows, and everyone was shocked.

"Since I took on this burden today, Mr. Chen can't let the thoughts of those seniors hurt me."

There was a sharp and cold aura in Chen Zhuo's eyes, he reached out to take back the alliance letter, and hooked it again, it was already under the oath of leaving his name.

"Everyone, would you like to leave your name?"

Putting down the brush, Chen Zhuo stepped aside.

"The predecessors have gone, and those who come after us shall continue the torch. Those who stand in the way will be killed without mercy!"

Gong Baotian half-closed his eyes, walked out first, and picked up the title of the book.

"Master Chen, please don't provoke us. He is going all over the rivers and lakes, and the righteous characters are the first. I would like to leave a name!"

"And I leave a name for the Yanzimen!"

"Poke the door and leave your name!"

"Leave a name for Yan Qingmen!"

……

The hustle and bustle of the night will only end at dawn.

Looking at the chairs that were still warm, Chen Zhuo closed his eyes wearily.

"I don't know if these chairs will be full after this battle."

There are still several people in the house, such as Gong Baotian and Ding Lianshan, Zuo Zongsheng, Lin Heier, and everyone in the Jinlou.

Chen Zhuo said softly: "I want to set up longevity cards for master and uncle, including those seniors, and put them in this room."

Gu Yu let out a "huh" and coaxed his sleeping son, "I'll let someone arrange it later, not only the Longevity Card must be erected, but also the cards of each faction in the alliance book, otherwise it will appear a bit contemptuous .”

"it is good!"

Chen Zhuo looked at the many forces that left their names on the alliance letter, most of them were northern sects, although there were also some in the southern martial arts, but not many, Hong, Liu, Cai, Li, and Mo, only Hong Quan left their names, and the rest Most of them are small boxing types.

However, he also understands that the integration of the northern and southern martial arts is not something that happens overnight, and it cannot be done quickly.

Chen Zhuo told Mister Rui again: "Let all the disciples in the sect, as well as the various forces, prepare fast horses at the inn in the north, and send back news at any time, and go to respond when there is any trouble. Remember not to With too much fanfare, the news of today's blood alliance will probably leak out, and we have to turn from the light to the dark and prepare to leave for Hong Kong."

"Yes!"

Mr. Rui hurried downstairs.

"It's time for me to go back to Fengtian."

Gong Baotian hugged the sleeping Gong Ruomei, with a cold face, he said goodbye.

Chen Zhuo opened his eyes and exchanged glances with him, "It's a troubled time in the north now. I heard that since the Queen Mother of the West announced the 'preparation for a constitution', someone has set up an organization that specializes in stealing knives. Maybe it will happen soon There is a big move."

Gong Baotian's expression eased a lot, "I want to see if I can help."

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Chen Zhuo didn't say any more, he just said: "Leave the memorial tablet of Master Yin, if there are people alive, maybe there will be Master Yin in this battle."

Gong Baotian thought for a while, then nodded, "I will keep a disciple in Jinlou, and if there are important matters in the future, I can send him to deliver a letter; as for the integration of the northern and southern martial arts, it seems that we need to think about it in the long run."

Chen Zhuo said, "Let's talk about it after this battle is over."

Before going out, Gong Baotian paused, turned his head, and said in a low voice: "The Empress Dowager Xi goes to the Summer Palace to stay for a while every year. There are many masters in her, maybe there are old fossils hidden... Farewell!"

Hearing this, Chen Zhuo just picked up the teacup, took a sip of the already cold tea, lowered his eyes, and there was no trace of abnormality on his face.

With his hands behind his back, Ding Lianshan looked at Chen Zhuo, who seemed to be an ordinary person, his eyes lit up, but he didn't say much, and followed Gong Baotian out of the Golden Tower.

When he got into the carriage, Ma San couldn't help asking: "Master, isn't that guy already a Grand Master?"

Ding Lianshan took the rein and smiled.

"It's almost there, all that's missing is a grandmaster to step in... He's as powerful as a dragon and a tiger, but he doesn't have any murderous aura, his emotions and anger are invisible, and he's good at nourishing his energy. It seems that Dao of Swords has added another master, It’s a great life.”

It was Gong Baotian who spoke, his words were ordinary, but there was undisguised surprise in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up.

Ding Lianshan also sighed: "It's really much more stable than before, and Gu Zhixiang, the eagle watching the wolf, has become more lively...Junior brother, you are almost there."

Gong Baotian carefully placed Gong Ruomei on the soft blanket, closed his eyes slightly, and put his hands in his hands, "Kill a master, it's just a small name, he wants to do something big, we can't be left behind, let's go!" Let's see how capable those old fossils are. San'er, remember, in this life, if you want to succeed, you will become famous, and you will not be afraid of difficulties in doing things. If you want, you will fight to the end, and you will never retreat."

Ding Lianshan flicked the reins, and the carriage immediately drove into the rain.

……

Otosi year, October 24th.

With a bang, it exploded at Qianmen Railway Station in Beijing.

It was the five ministers of the Manchu Qing Dynasty who went abroad that were bombed, and the whole city was shocked.

In November of the same year, Fengtian.

Ding Lianshan, the ghost of Kanto, slashed Bo Wugui, a Japanese ronin, and then killed nineteen Japanese samurai in a row, and was forced to flee south and die in exile.

(End of this chapter)