Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 134
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The autumn wind was bleak, and the curtains of the carriage swayed from side to side, moving with the wind, but saw a white dress flying towards him, opened the window behind the carriage, and walked in.

"Mr. Long, the beggar gang..."

Before Wuxin finished speaking, he was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him, "Is it the right time for the little monk to come?"

Cheng Lingsu quickly withdrew her hand, lowered her head, her cheeks were so red and cute.

"What do you think?"

Long Peng turned his head away, staring at Wu Xin coldly.

Wuxin smiled a little embarrassedly, "Why don't you come back later, little monk?"

"No, you guys talk, I'll go out to get some air."

Cheng Lingsu raised her skirt and hurriedly sat down on the shaft of the car outside. Seeing this, Tieniu said, "Miss Ling, why did you come out?"

"Oh, it's too hot, I'm coming out to get some air."

"hot……?"

Tieniu touched his clothes suspiciously, "It's almost late autumn, it's strange why Miss Ling is still hot..."

……

carriage.

"Cough cough..."

Wuxin coughed twice, her eyes drifted, "Mr. Long, you stare at the little monk like this, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Long Peng snorted coldly, suppressed his emotions, "Tell me, what happened to the Beggar Gang?"

"It's no big deal."

Wuxin took a blue invitation card from the inner pocket of his cuff, and said calmly, "My little monk, I guess it's because you have made too much noise here these days, and the beggar gang is worried, and wants to find out why you are here."

Long Peng took the invitation and took a look, "How did you get this invitation?"

"Last night, the little monk was strolling by the lake and met a man from the beggar gang. He gave it to me."

Wuxin said while rubbing her wrist, and sighed, "That guy's palm strength is incredible, his style of play is firm, my hand still hurts?"

"It can shock you..."

Long Peng and Phoenix's eyes were closed, and he said slowly, "Is that guy called Qiao Feng?"

"You said that person is Qiao Feng?"

Wuxin calmed down, nodded and said, "Yes, I should have guessed it too."

"Why, you don't even know who he is?"

"He didn't give his name. When we first met, he wanted to compete with me. After a fight, he threw an invitation and disappeared."

"By the way, are you going or not? I saw that they asked you to meet before sunset. It's not too early now. If you delay for a while, you probably won't be able to make it out of the city."

"Go, why don't you go, besides, they shouldn't invite me alone."

Long Peng put away the invitation and said calmly, "However, you have to go with me."

Wuxin laughed immediately when he heard the words, "Why are you afraid that they will set a trap for you?"

"If it was Qiao Feng, he would definitely disdain to do such a thing, but if it was the other one, then there is no certainty."

"Okay, anyway, I'm too busy, so I'll just walk with you. But..."

"But what?"

"However, you will go to Wudang with me later."

Long Peng froze for a moment, "Why?"

Wu Xin half-closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and said slowly, "The old monk has been in close contact with that Master Zhang from Wudang Mountain for a long time, but he has never met. The little monk wants to help the old monk fulfill this wish."

heard.

Long Peng was slightly taken aback, pursed his lips, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, we will set off tomorrow."

Wuxin's eyes moved slightly, and he asked doubtfully, "Tomorrow is the meeting of the beggar gang, don't you want to go?"

"I'm not a beggar, what kind of beggar's meeting will I attend? Besides, I will be able to meet people from the beggar's gang soon, and the effect has been achieved, so..."

In the middle of speaking, Long Peng stopped suddenly and shouted to the outside, "Lingsu, do you want to go to Junshan to attend the beggar gang meeting?"

"I…"

Cheng Lingsu shook his head, pursed his cherry lips, remembered Long Peng's current identity, and nodded thoughtfully.

"I did make an appointment with Brother Hu and the others before, and I'm going to take a look. However, if it's not convenient for you to go there, then I won't go..."

"It's okay, go and have a look, nothing will happen."

Long Peng interrupted, opened the curtain, and looked at the somewhat empty streets in the afternoon.

"Tie Niu, go and call all the elite disciples in the city to go to the west gate, and then let Jin Feng come to see me, I have something to arrange, and besides... call Yan Shisan, if he doesn't want to come, forget it."

"Yes!"

Tieniu nodded heavily, turned over and jumped off the carriage, and walked away. Long Peng took his place and waved his whip.

"Mr. Long, why did you become a groom? Is the little monk really ashamed?"

Wuxin poked his head out, smiling, but for some reason it made people feel that he was in need of a beating.

Long Peng rolled his eyes, "Little monk, I don't think you look like you deserve it?"

"Huh..."

Wuxin shook her head, squatted down, rested her chin on her hands, looked sideways at Cheng Lingsu, and said with a smile, "What is the name of this benefactor? What does it have to do with our proud guest?"

Long Peng turned his head and said coldly, "Dead monk, do you know that you talk too much?"

"Hey, hey, don't look at the little monk, look at the road~"

Wuxin smiled nonchalantly, looking cheap.

"You say it!"

Long Peng rolled his eyes, turned around and continued to control the reins, and drove slowly towards the outside of the city.

"Female benefactor, the little monk looks at you as if you are not very energetic, and you still have a faint medicinal fragrance on your body, but you are suffering from illness? Or have you been accompanied by herbs for a long time? Can the little monk make a careful diagnosis?"

Cheng Lingsu was slightly taken aback, she didn't expect that a random person beside Long Peng would have such eyesight and judgment. She looked hesitantly and looked at the masked youth beside her.

"Let him try."

Long Peng obviously noticed it, and said directly, "Although this little monk is not serious, although he has practiced evil kung fu before, and even though he is still the master of the Demon Sect, he is still a good person. It doesn't hurt to let him take a look."

"Hey, hey, hey...Mr. Long, my little monk, why do you think it's so strange? Aren't you trying to slander the little monk's image of being a celestial being?"

"I can't break my heart, so I still want to be an immortal? The little monk thinks it's beautiful, and... what did I say wrong just now?"

Wuxin gritted her teeth, "You're right! How could Mr. Long tell lies?"

"You are less yin and yang."

"You too!"

……

"Puchi..."

Cheng Lingsu couldn't help laughing, and when he saw the two of them looking at each other, he quickly covered his mouth.

"Forget it, little monk is half a monk, if you have a broad mind, I won't quarrel with you."

Wu Xin closed her eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, and put a harmless smile on her face again, "Benefactor, little monk Wu Xin."

Cheng Lingsu nodded slightly, "My name is Cheng Lingsu, little master Wuxin, just call me Miss Ling."

"Miss Ling, please come into the carriage and tell me."

"It's already out of the city, what kind of carriage should I get in?"

Long Peng reined in the reins, stopped the carriage, then directly picked up Cheng Lingsu who hadn't reacted yet, and landed lightly.

"There's a tea stand here, so diagnose here."

Wuxin was stunned for a moment, smiled helplessly, looked at the backs of the two, and sighed, "There is one more person who is worried, for people like you, no one knows whether it is good or bad..."

(End of this chapter)