The Beacon of Kyushu

Wan Jianfeng waved the handsome stick in his hand and said with a smile: "I see that you are also people who have been in the world for a long time. You must be familiar with this stick and what it represents!"

Wu Ti looked at this strange-looking stick for a long time, then looked at Lu Li doubtfully, "Paiqin, do you recognize this stick?"

Lu Li didn't seem to think of it for a moment, but soon he said in surprise: "Pai... Pai Qin, this... this seems to be the Beggar Clan's most treasured handsome... handsome stick! If it is really a handsome stick, this... this This guy is the one who forced Jin Fuliu to rely on the fan!"

"Are you sure!" Wu Ti panicked when he heard this. He didn't care about verifying the authenticity. He shouted "Feng Jia Hu Hu" and took the lead in escaping from Yao Zixuequ. Lu Li seemed to be afraid of being beaten to death by Wan Jianfeng, so he fled right after Wu Ti.

When the shopkeeper saw that Wan Jianfeng only showed a wooden stick and scared away the two vicious bandits, the look he looked at him suddenly became extremely respectful, as if he was no longer looking at a sloppy beggar, but a supernatural being. The vast immortal said, "This... this young hero, you saved the little old man, and also saved my miserable granddaughter. Please accept the little old man's respect!"

"Don't!" Wan Jianfeng hurriedly hid aside and said with a smile: "Haha, if you kneel to me, I have to give you money, but if you don't kneel to me, you have to give me money." This young man loves wine. My money is always tight, so you’d better give me more bottles of good wine!”

"Okay, okay, I'll get you some wine right now!" The shopkeeper agreed, quickly ran to the kitchen, brought two large jars full of good wine, and placed them all in front of Wan Jianfeng, "Young hero, You drink these two bottles of wine first. If there is not enough, I will get it for you!"

Wan Jianfeng was quite satisfied when he saw that the wine jar in this restaurant was quite large. The two jars together weighed three to four kilograms. Then, he stretched out his hand towards the shopkeeper and said with a smile: "These two jars of wine are almost enough. You must have been able to hold on to the money just now. Is it time to return it to me?"

When the shopkeeper saw how shameless he was, he felt like he had the courage to escape from the wolf's den and enter the tiger's den again. He had the intention not to return the favor, but it was obvious that Wu Ti and Lu Li didn't dare to offend the young man in front of them. How courageous did he have to be to dare to bring trouble on him? He couldn't help but shout in his heart that he didn't read the almanac when the door opened today. But no matter how much he complained, he could only take out the extremely small piece of silver from his sleeve and hand it to Wan Jianfeng respectfully with both hands.

Wan Jianfeng looked at the piece of silver and said with a smile: "Haha, you old man is really obedient. This piece of silver should be regarded as a reward from me! Why don't you thank me!"

The shopkeeper was so angry that Wan Jianfeng's face turned blue and white. He bit his already decayed molar teeth so hard that a large piece of it was bit off, and blood immediately flowed down the corner of his mouth. But he could only endure the pain and said with an apologetic smile on his face: "Thank you for the reward, young hero, because this little old man is ignorant of the truth and has offended the young hero for a moment. I hope that you, sir, will be generous and forgive me!"

Seeing his appearance, Wan Jianfeng's anger that had been building up in his chest immediately dissipated without a trace. Taking advantage of his good mood, he drank several sips of fine wine. He felt that the wine was fragrant and mellow, and his pride rose sharply. He couldn't help but burst into laughter.

In the afternoon, Zongqishan.

Zongqishan is not high, and the scenery is relatively ordinary. Naturally, it cannot be called a famous mountain. But the main flag village here enjoys a notorious reputation within a radius of dozens of miles. If this mountain were not close to the Yangtze River, people would often have to pass by, and I'm afraid no one would ever come here.

At this moment, a small boat was slowly rowed from the upper reaches of the Yangtze River. There was only a young man standing on the boat, dressed in earthy yellow linen clothes and with a strange wooden stick tied around his waist. As he rowed forward, he raised his head and drank the wine from the gourd, not caring that the boat would capsize due to carelessness. Just when his boat was approaching Zongqi Mountain, a gong sound suddenly sounded in the mountain, and countless bandits with ferocious faces jumped out. Without waiting for the young man to react, these bandits threw out their hooks one after another and hooked them towards the small boat Bu Ying touched.

These scratching hooks shone with a dazzling cold light in mid-air, and with the sound of "whooshing" breaking through the air, they got closer and closer to the boat. Just one of them could hit the boat's body and it would be enough to overturn the boat. The young man turned a blind eye to these scratching hooks and allowed them to hook onto the boat one after another, still drinking with his head raised.

Seeing the situation, these bandits screamed and worked hard together, showing that they were bound to win. But before they could overturn the boat, the young man jumped onto the rope tied behind the two hooks and stepped onto the shore as if walking on flat ground.

All the bandits were stunned by his Qinggong. For a moment, no one knew whether to rise up or disperse. They looked at this young man in a daze, as if they were seeing a living god. The young man smiled and said: "Hahaha, the way you welcomed me to the shore was very unique, but there is no need to be so grand next time. Two ropes are enough!"

The young man said that he no longer paid attention to the group of bandits who were standing there, and wanted to leave Zhongqishan. But as soon as he raised his legs, he saw another group of bandits emerging from the mountain, several times more than the group before. The leader of the village, the head of the village, was tall and ugly, and he was definitely not a good person at first glance. The two small village owners on his left and right didn't look like good people either. They were the two people who had just caused trouble in Yao Zixuequ.

Lu Li pointed at the young man and reported to the leader of the stronghold: "Brother, this kid is Wan Jianfeng who has been strictly ordered by the alliance leader to kill!"

The leader of Dazhai said angrily: "Brother Lu, are you sure that the one the alliance wants to kill is this mediocre melon? With his head, he can kill the tall and powerful leader Yao. Is that a mistake?"

Wu Ti pointed at the wooden stick on the young man's waist and said: "Brother, we may have mistaken the person, but how could the handsome stick admit the wrong person? The broken wooden stick on his body is exactly the same as the pattern given to us by the alliance leader. ?"

The leader of Dazhai nodded, pulled out a broad sword from behind, pointed at the young man and said: "Gua Wazi, when you get to my territory, don't even think about leaving! I will kill you today and give it to Yao Dazhai." To take revenge, please go to the leader of the alliance to ask for credit!"

"Wait a minute! Let me think about it!" Wan Jianfeng recalled for a long time before saying: "What Yao Dazhai master are you talking about, but that Yao Hongbin who took advantage of the losers? This matter has been going on for several years. If you don't mention it, , I almost forgot about him!"

The leader of Dazhai said angrily: "Gua Wa Zi, you may forget this, but I will never forget it, because he is no one else, he is my sworn brother! We agreed at the beginning not to be born in the same year and the same month, but to die in the same year and the same month. , if you kill him, I will kill you!"

Wan Jianfeng smiled and said: "I don't want to be born in the same year and the same month, but I want to die in the same year and the same month? He has been dead for such a long time. If you are really loyal, why don't you wipe your neck with a sword and still live to this day? Oh, I am young master Xia understands, you must not have the heart to do something to yourself, and you want this young Xia to help you!" (End of Chapter)