The Beacon of Kyushu

Chapter 13

A few days later, the carriage arrived at the outskirts of Ezhou, and a tall building was seen in the distance.I saw that the building was shaped like a pagoda, more than six feet high, and divided into five floors. The body of the building was built with high-quality blue bricks, and the roof was covered with white glazed tiles. Under the sunlight, the whole building seemed to be carved from beautiful jade, which was very fresh and elegant. .

At this moment, there were many people surrounding the building, pointing and pointing at the center of the venue, discussing and discussing, very lively.Hearing the sound, Yun Zixiao lifted the curtain of the car to look out, but there were too many people watching, so he couldn't see anything, but Wan Jianfeng on the carriage could see clearly.

I saw two people standing in the crowd, a girl in purple and a boy in black.Wan Jianfeng looked at the black-clothed boy, but he saw that this person had fine features, but his complexion was very cold, like a piece of profound ice that would not melt for a thousand years.He was wearing a gorgeous black robe, and he carried a strange weapon on his back, which looked like a sword and a ruler, making him even more distinctive.

Wan Jianfeng went to look at the girl in purple again, but when he saw it, he shivered involuntarily, and thought, "It's true that we never meet again in life. We just met this little witch again when we arrived in Ezhou. It seems that today is not me. Teach her a lesson, and she will teach me a lesson!"

He was thinking about how to teach this little witch a lesson, when he saw the young man in black suddenly pull out the weapon from his back, pointing at Murong Yunyao and shouting: "Girl, I advise you to return the money you stole, or I will be really scared." The sword is out!"

Murong Yunyao pointed at herself and sneered: "Joke! Open your eyes and take a good look. How does this girl look like a thief from head to toe? Let me tell you, don't think that my father Murong Yanzhao died in battle, you ignorant Xiaomin can bully this girl at will!"

The young man said coldly and arrogantly: "I, Mo Feigong, never bully women, but if you insist on denying it, I will have to make an exception!" As he spoke, the weapon in his hand came out suddenly, as fast as lightning, and as powerful as a bamboo.

Murong Yunyao was about to dodge when she saw this, but the weapon in the young man's hand was already on her neck.Murong Yunyao stared at the black-clothed boy in disbelief, and asked, "Who the hell are you? What kind of evil sword technique are you using?"

The young man sneered, "My next Suiyang hall master, Mo Feigong, the sword technique I used just now was taught by the former Emperor of Yan Kingdom Murong Yanyun, and the name is like a broken bamboo!"

Murong Yunyao snorted coldly, and said unhappily: "Who did I think taught you? It turned out to be that thief Murong Yanyun! He was lucky to die early, otherwise my father would definitely cut off his head to repay me Grandfather and grandmother's blood feud!"

When Mo Feigong heard this, there was no emotion on his face, as if Murong Yanyun's life and death had nothing to do with him, but the weapon in his hand was tightly attached to Murong Yunyao's neck.Wan Jianfeng smiled when he saw this, supported the carriage with one hand, and fell lightly in front of the two of them.

Seeing that the master came again suddenly, the two of them were shocked.Mo Feigong withdrew his weapon, looked coldly at Wan Jianfeng without saying a word, but Murong Yunyao said angrily: "This is really a tiger in Pingyang being bullied by a dog! When my father was around, who would dare to bully this girl? But before his old man’s bones were cold, I was kicked out by my family, living in the rivers and lakes with no one to rely on, even cats and dogs bullied me!"

Wan Jianfeng smiled and looked at Mo Feigong, "Haha, the surname is Mo! Did you hear that, people can say that you are a cat and a dog, since you are a cat and a dog, you have to take care of people! Why don't you get out of the way, I will teach you a lesson she!"

Mo Feigong's face became even colder when he heard the words, without saying a word, he slashed straight at Wan Jianfeng with the weapon in his hand.Wan Jianfeng smiled when he saw this, "Hey, Mo, you really have a lot of cards in your waist, who is going to play with who! Alright, I will teach you a lesson today!"

"Teach me? You deserve it too!" Mo Feigong frowned slightly, and the weapon in his hand instantly turned into a gust of wind, but seeing the cold light, he immediately slapped Wan Jianfeng into it.Wan Jianfeng's lightness kung fu was top-notch, and he could easily dodge even Yun Zixiao's sword, but he seemed a little clumsy when facing Mo Feigong.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" After hearing a few soft sounds, Wan Jianfeng's already tattered clothes suddenly had a few big holes, even the torn hemp rope tied around his waist was broken, and his trousers unexpectedly It fell down in public.

Murong Yunyao chuckled, pointed at Wan Jianfeng and shouted: "Hey, the beggar is playing a hooligan! If you don't pull up your pants, this girl will castrate you and send you to the palace as an eunuch!"

Everyone in the audience roared with laughter, and even Mo Feigong showed a slight smile, "You beggar, if you meddle in other people's business, if you don't use this little thief, this hall master will castrate you with a sword!"

Wan Jianfeng didn't feel embarrassed at all, instead he smiled, "Hahaha, this little witch is ruthless and ruthless, and she is proficient in castration, which is also what I expected. But the surname Mo, I thought you were gentle and gentle, and I thought you were a scholar. He is a pig breeder, and there are still pigs missing every day!"

Mo Feigong glared at Wan Jianfeng when he heard the words, and attacked again with the weapon in his hand.This move is open and closed, although it only attacks one person, it feels like sweeping away thousands of troops.Seeing this, Wan Jianfeng hurriedly took several steps back, staggered and fell to the ground, before he could make any resistance, the weapon in Mo Fei's attacking hand had already slashed towards his throat.

Wan Jianfeng closed his eyes involuntarily, thinking to himself, "This young man has never seen such a big storm. I didn't expect to capsize in a small river ditch today!"

Just as the weapon in Mo Fei's attacking hand was about to drop, everyone suddenly heard a dragon chant from behind, followed by a frightening cold light.Murong Yunyao was so shaken by the cold light that she couldn't open her eyes, but she still squinted her eyes curiously and looked towards the source of the sound.I saw a young man in white descending from the sky, and the breeze blew his sleeves like white clouds in the sky. The sword in his hand was as bright as a star, and before he could see the moves clearly, the weapon in Mo Fei's attacking hand was already flying three or four feet away. .

Mo Feigong kept looking up and down at the young man in front of him, and couldn't believe his eyes, "Who are you? Why did you have Liuyun Sword! Why did you use the long-lost Tianzhu Thirteen Swords!"

Murong Yunyao stared blankly at Yun Zixiao, her heart beating unprecedentedly violently, "Young...Young hero, could it be Yan Hansheng, the sword in white?"

"Miss mistaken person, I'm going down to Yunzixiao." The young man in white smiled slightly, and then he turned his attention to Mo Feigong, "I've heard about the name of Suiyang Hall for a long time, and today I can see the demeanor of the hall master with my own eyes. .”

When Mo Feigong heard this, his hands trembled slightly, and he looked at the young man in white with even more astonishment, "Your name is Yun Zixiao? Could it be Yun Yimo, the Prime Minister of Yan Kingdom..."

Yun Zixiao smiled and waved his hands, then slowly turned around and walked straight to the carriage, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Seeing this, Mo Feigong hurriedly said: "Jiuwen brother Yun has a lot of knowledge about agencies since he was a child, I wonder if I can teach you a thing or two?"

Yun Zixiao shook his head, "I only know a little bit about superficiality, how dare I use an ax in front of Suiyang hall master, let alone teach me." He took out a delicate wooden bird from his sleeve, gently After stroking its wings, and then raising its hand slightly, the wooden bird flew up to the white glazed tiles on the roof.

The surrounding audience were all stunned when they saw this, and then applauded and applauded one after another, and the applause was earth-shattering.Murong Yunyao yelled louder than the others, and looked at Yun Zixiao with admiration, without the arrogance of a little witch.

Mo Feigong only nodded slightly, as if he had already gotten used to it, "Mr. Yun, although your wooden bird is exquisite, it may not be as good as the next one!" He also took out a wooden bird from his sleeve and pointed it towards Yun. Zixiao threw the wooden bird over.

His wooden bird was much faster than Yunzixiao's wooden bird, and he flew behind Yunzixiao's wooden bird in an instant, and pecked at Yunzixiao's wooden bird's tail with his slender beak.Seeing this, everyone was sweating for Yun Zixiao, but Yun Zixiao only smiled slightly, as if he had already made up his mind.

The moment Mo Feigong's wooden bird was about to peck at Yunzixiao's wooden bird, Yunzixiao's wooden bird suddenly changed direction, head down and tail up and swooped towards Mo Feigong's chest.Seeing this, Mo Feigong frowned slightly, and there was some worry in his eyes looking at the wooden bird.

Mo Feigong's wooden bird was lightly pecked on the chest by Yunzixiao's wooden bird, and immediately changed direction, turning his head to peck at Yunzixiao's wooden bird's head.Yun Zixiao's wooden bird did not show weakness, and actually changed direction again in the air, fighting with Mo Feigong's wooden bird.

When the onlookers saw the scene in front of them, they were deeply shocked by the two vivid wooden birds, and looked at the two teenagers as if they were looking at two gods.Murong Yunyao raised her head, clapped her hands vigorously, and yelled, "Okay, well done! Peck it, peck it!"

Although Wan Jianfeng was also attracted by the two wooden birds at the moment, seeing Murong Yunyao's expression and hearing her applause, he felt lost in his heart, as if something important was about to be snatched away.

Not long after, a wooden bird fell heavily on the ground, its internal parts fell apart, and Mo Feigong let out a soft sigh.He walked forward slowly to pick up the damaged parts, turned his head and saluted Yun Zixiao deeply, "Shuiyun Pavilion is worthy of being Shuiyun Pavilion, Mr. Yun's wooden bird is really amazing, I admit defeat!"

Yun Zixiao said with a smile: "Young Master Mo is absurd! I was just lucky for a while, and there are still many things I can't do. I hope to be able to compete with Young Master Mo in the future."

Mo Feigong smiled and nodded, "Okay, I, Mo Feigong, have made you my friend! I intend to invite Mr. Yun to go to the Yuhua Tower for a few drinks. I don't know what you want?"

As he spoke, he touched his pocket, his expression changed slightly, and he looked at Murong Yunyao who was at the side.Murong Yunyao didn't seem to notice that Mo Feigong was looking at her, and she kept admiring the amazing fight just now.

Seeing this, Yun Zixiao cupped his hands towards Murong Yunyao, and said softly: "Girl, if you really took Mr. Mo's silver, please return it to him."

Murong Yunyao reluctantly agreed, took out a black money bag from her pocket, and threw it at Mo Feigong, "Oh, I will return it to you for Mr. Yun's sake. do not blame me!"

Mo Feigong took the money bag, and then made a gesture of invitation to Yun Zixiao, "Mr. Yun, please go upstairs, Mo is treating you today!"

Yun Zixiao looked at Wan Jianfeng, with a hesitant expression on his face, "Mr. Mo, I came to Ezhou to accompany this friend to find a duel with a girl. Wouldn't it be too disrespectful to delay my friend's business because of drinking?" ?”

Mo Feigong also looked at Wan Jianfeng when he heard the words, his eyes were a little tangled.Wan Jianfeng smiled when he saw this, and squinted at Murong Yunyao beside him, "Hey, little witch, don't you want to fight with me, then hurry up, I'm in a hurry to go to Yuhualou to drink! "

Murong Yunyao didn't even have to look at Wan Jianfeng, she just snorted coldly and said with disdain on her face: "Smelly beggar, who has the time to fight you? This girl wants to drink with Mr. Yun!"

Wan Jianfeng smiled and said: "Then our grievances will be written off?"

Murong Yunyao shook her head violently, pouted her lips and said: "Smelly beggar, you have a good idea, when the Japanese girl has time, I will definitely settle the score between us with you!"

Several people couldn't help laughing when they saw that although Murong Yunyao was arrogant on the surface, but she was innocent and cute in his bones, Mo Feigong said to Murong Yunyao and Wan Jianfeng: "Since both of you are friends of Mr. Yun, then Let's go upstairs and have a drink!"

Wan Jianfeng nodded happily, patted Mo Feigong on the shoulder and said, "Brother Mo, you're welcome with that young hero!" After he finished speaking, he dragged Mo Feigong into the Yuhua Tower, and brought Yun Zixiao and Murong Yunyao left far behind.

Seeing the two of them leaving, Murong Yunyao gave Yun Zixiao a shy look, and then ran into Yuhua Tower with a blushing face.Looking at the backs of the three of them, Yun Zixiao frowned slightly inexplicably, thoughtfully...

The four of them went up to the top floor and chose a seat by the window. Mo Feigong and Yun Zixiao sat facing each other, sipping tea elegantly, neither of them said a word.Murong Yunyao didn't avoid suspicion either, she rested her chin on her hands, stared at Yun Zixiao with dazed eyes, her face was glowing red.At this time, only Wan Jianfeng felt very bored, and kept looking around.

But seeing that the Yuhua building is very elegantly and luxuriously furnished, the guests behind each table are by no means ordinary people, either officials and wealthy businessmen, or tycoons from the world.In the past, Wan Jianfeng would never have been able to sneak into such a high-end restaurant and dine with these famous people, but he did not feel happy at this moment, but felt a little inexplicably lost.

Murong Yunyao looked at Yun Zixiao, and asked softly: "Young Master Yun, how did you make your wooden bird? It's amazing! Can you teach me!"

Yun Zixiao smiled slightly, and said: "It's really a trivial skill, which made the girl laugh. The tricks I learned were taught by my father, and I only learned some superficial skills."

Mo Feigong shook his head, and said, "Young Master Yun, you don't have to be too modest! If you've only learned a few superficial skills like you, then I and the entire Suiyang Hall really don't know how to deal with it!"

Yun Zixiao sighed when he heard the words, and said leisurely: "All I have learned is from my grandfather and father, but I am far behind them, so I say that I have only learned a little superficially, and it is by no means self-effacing. word."

Mo Feigong comforted him and said, "Mr. Yun, although your father and your ancestors are heroes of the generation who have dominated the world, you can imagine that Mr. Yun's talent will surpass the two seniors in the future. Why bother about it?"

Yun Zixiao said helplessly: "My father once served the Yan State, and my grandfather once helped the Southern Tang Dynasty. Although they are people in the rivers and lakes, they have done everything for the country and the people. On the other hand, there is no way to serve the country. , but no one can recognize it, and they can't even revive the ancestral business, what will it look like to see the two elders in the ground a hundred years later!"

Mo Feigong took a sip of tea and said, "Mr. Yun, in my opinion, you might as well go to Bianliang, Tokyo. Bianliang is the capital of the Song Dynasty, and it is a place where dragons and tigers are hidden. Mr. Yun will definitely show his grand plans. In a few days I'm going back to Suiyang too, after I arrange the affairs in the hall, I will go to Tokyo to meet Mr. Yun, and then I will try every means to help Mr. Yun!"

Upon hearing the words, Yun Zixiao hurriedly stood up and saluted Mo Feigong deeply, and said gratefully: "This is the best, then thank you Mr. Mo! If I really become famous in the future, I will never forget Mr. Mo's kindness!"

Mo Feigong hurriedly returned the salute and said: "Young Master Yun, your father was once the Minister of State, so it is only natural for me to call you your son. But both my parents died when I was young. Fortunately, the old master did not give up, so I changed my name and surname to Suiyang. Therefore, I really dare not take the word son!"

Yun Zixiao heard the words and said: "I also lost my father since I was young. You and I are bound by fate. Since Mr. Mo doesn't want me to be called like this, then you and I will be called brothers in the future."

Mo Feigong said happily: "This is the best, brother Yun, I will be worshiped by my younger brother!" He also stood up and bowed to Yun Zixiao to the ground.

Yun Zixiao hurriedly clasped his hands together, and said cordially: "My dear brother, there is no need to be so polite!"

Seeing this, Murong Yunyao smiled and clapped her hands, "Okay, Mr. Yun has a younger brother! It's better if good things come in pairs. Now that you have a younger brother, how about a younger sister?"

Yun Zixiao said with a smile: "Girl, no one even knows your last name, how can I recognize you as a younger sister casually?"

Murong Yunyao nodded, "Yes, Mr. Yun, listen up and stand firm! I am Murong Yunyao, the only daughter of Murong Yanzhao, the founding father of the Great Song Dynasty who is known as the Little Witch of Ezhou!"

Yun Zixiao's face was cold, but his tone seemed to be full of admiration, "Whose family do I think I am the daughter of, it turns out that she is the daughter of Murong Hualong, a hero of the Song Dynasty, I'm sorry! I recognize you as my sister!" He said and hurriedly turned to Murong Yun Yao made a deep bow.

Everyone thought that Murong Yunyao would jump up happily, but she suddenly sighed, "Oh, although I am Murong Yanzhao's daughter, I am not what I used to be. My father doted on me in the past, Naturally, I was hated by others. Since my father died in battle, some people in the mansion insisted that I was not born to my father, and forced me out. I pawned all the valuable things along the way, even the ones I brought with me since I was a child. The string of bracelets I was wearing was pawned to a pawn shop at a low price, and I was really hungry today, so I stole Shaoxia Mo's purse..."

Yun Zixiao nodded, and took out a white money bag from his sleeve, "I see, I still have some taels of silver here, if my sister doesn't mind, just take it."

Murong Yunyao looked at the money bag with bright eyes, and wanted to take it, but after thinking about it, she shook her head, "No, even if I go to steal it, I will rely on my own ability. If I take your money, I will Don't you also become a beggar!"

Yun Zixiao shook his head, "No, it's different. To beg for food, you need to beg from others. I give this money to you willingly. Just accept it."

Murong Yunyao pushed back the money bag that Yun Zixiao handed over with both hands, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm homeless now, if my brother doesn't mind, I think... I want to go to Bianliang with my brother."

Yun Zixiao thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, you and I are both homeless, if my sister is not afraid of hard work, let's go with me."

Murong Yunyao jumped up for joy this time, "Brother, you are so kind! When are we going to leave!"

Wan Jianfeng looked at the scene in front of him, and snorted coldly: "Little witch, can't I catch up with this young man named Yun? When you first met him, it was both Yangko and drama. This young man can save your life." Well, what do you mean when you see this young man with a bitter and bitter look on his face, and stab him with a sword!" He said with a sudden smile, "Oh, I understand, it's called beating, scolding, or love. , you don’t say it, but you have a crush on this young hero in your heart!”

Murong Yunyao glanced sideways at Wan Jianfeng, nodded and said, "I do have a crush on you. I have a crush on your head. It must be good to chop it off and kick it as a ball!" Long sword, a sword cut straight to Wan Jianfeng's neck.

Wan Jianfeng rushed back, pointed at Murong Yunyao and said with a smile: "What are you doing, tell me when you see this young hero. I think your father died early, so I reluctantly agreed to you! Put your sword down quickly!" Otherwise, be careful that the government will judge you for murdering your own husband!"

Murong Yunyao glared at Wan Jianfeng with both eyes, and said lightly: "Stinky beggar, if you talk nonsense again, this girl will tear your mouth off!"

Wan Jianfeng stuck out his tongue and made a grimace, "Come on, come here if you have the ability! Hurry up and tear up this young man's mouth, so that this young man can drink a tank of wine in one sip!"

When Murong Yunyao heard the words, the long sword came out of her hand, and it was drawn to Wan Jianfeng's mouth in an instant.Just when the long sword was about to touch Wan Jianfeng's cheek, Yun Zixiao suddenly said softly: "Sister, don't mess around."

"Hmph, it's your luck!" Murong Yunyao snorted coldly, put away her long sword, then pulled the chair to Yun Zixiao's side, pouted and said, "Brother, you don't know, this stinky beggar is too annoying, always Do whatever you can to take advantage of me!"

Yun Zixiao nodded slightly, "Don't worry, if he dares to do something wrong again, brother will teach him for you."

Wan Jianfeng pointed at Yun Zixiao, and said unhappily: "Your surname is Yun, I thought you were a man, but I didn't expect you to be a little boy who values ​​sex and despises friends. I won't play with you anymore!" He said and pushed away The window, actually jumped up and jumped down.

Murong Yunyao panicked when she saw this, she hurriedly lay down on the window and looked down.She thought that Wan Jianfeng would be broken when he jumped from such a high place, but Wan Jianfeng was not only unscathed, but even raised his head and made a face at her, which almost made her nose crooked.

She was about to draw her sword and rush downstairs when Yun Zixiao said softly behind her: "Sister, it's getting late, we should leave."

Murong Yunyao said to herself when she heard the words, "Smelly beggar, you're lucky!"

As Yun Zixiao said, he cupped his fists at Mo Feigong, "Young Xia Mo, we're leaving, let's just leave now!"

Mo Feigong smiled and nodded, "Brother Yun, Miss Murong, take care of yourself all the way, we will see you again soon!"

(End of this chapter)