Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 135
to evening.

A slanting sun hangs in the sky, and the sky is full of red clouds, which dye the lake crimson. A few jackdaws stand on the branches of the red maple tree, looking at the water pavilion beside the lake.

"Sunset clouds and solitary ducks fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky. This poem should be the scene now? It's a pity, but it's rare in Xiangyang..."

Looking at the red sky and lake water.

Huang Rong sighed softly, her eyebrows frowned slightly, she is over thirty now, but time has not changed a little in her body except for adding a little taste, her figure is as graceful as a willow, and her appearance is like a peach blossom just blooming. Shi Fendai is more elegant.

"Boss Huang, Qiao remembers that Xiangyang is not on the side of the Han River? You should be able to see this scene from time to time, right?"

Sitting opposite to Huang Rong, Qiao Feng, who is majestic, with a high nose and wide mouth, thick eyebrows and big eyes, answered.

"Ugh……"

Huang Rong smiled and shook her head. Under the sunlight, her smile was even brighter, but there was a bit of bitterness in her eyes.

"Of course you can see it in Xiangyang, but the evening there, even if the setting sun is like blood and the river is full of corpses, it's still different after all."

Qiao Feng was taken aback for a moment, he was not a dull person, he quickly realized it, and heaved a long sigh.

Isn't the scene he saw in Sichuan and Sichuan like the setting sun of blood?

"Master, 'White-browed Eagle King' Yin Tianzheng and 'Blood Guanyin' Long Peng are here."

An old man with white hair and dressed as a beggar came to Huang Rong and said in a deep voice.

Huang Rong was a little surprised, thinking that it was rumored that the two sects had fought, so why did they reconcile?Changing his mind, he asked, "Elder Xie Feng, did they come here together?"

"That's what my brothers say!"

Xie Feng nodded heavily, "Also, the Sky Eagle Sect and the Sun Moon Sect brought many disciples with them when they left the city. Does the sect master need the old man to recruit some more people?"

"This……"

Huang Rong thought about it a thousand times, and finally looked at Qiao Feng who was drinking tea, and asked, "What do you think, Chief Qiao?"

"I?"

Qiao Feng pointed at himself, seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, he said directly, "You don't need to worry about Huang Gangzhu, the 'White-browed Eagle King' is a real man who is well-known in the Jianghu, so he won't do anything to me.

As for the other one, it is said that he met a killer a while ago, and he has not recovered from his serious injuries. Although it is not known whether it is true or not, but now that the Sun Moon Sect is in turmoil, it should not be easy to do it. "

Huang Rong nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "Chief Qiao is right."

"Hey... Qiao is just a rough person, just talking nonsense."

Qiao Feng waved his hands again and again, his eyes shifted, and he saw five or six people approaching from a distance, gradually approaching.

"Boss Huang, they've arrived."

Huang Rong followed his gaze and saw a particularly eye-catching monk in white, her almond eyes slightly closed.

"Master Qiao, is this the white-clothed monk you saw last night?"

"It is indeed him."

Qiao Feng nodded, and said slowly, "This man is young, but he has profound knowledge in martial arts, and I saw that his martial arts should be the technique of the six skills of Buddhism. This method should be a study of Buddhism. Only those who are profound can comprehend, but this kind of Buddhist disciples have a lot to do with the Sun Moon Sect, which really surprised Qiao."

Huang Rong closed her eyes slightly, and said slowly, "It is said that two years ago, the leader of the Demon Cult, Dongfang Bubai, went to the rivers and lakes of Beili to snatch the golden body of an eminent Buddhist monk. I think this monk must be a master of Beili."

Qiao Feng nodded slightly, seeing several people approaching, he stood up together with Huang Rong to greet them.

"Hahaha……"

Yin Tianzheng laughed out loud, especially resonantly, and clasped his fists together and said, "Master Qiao, I haven't seen you for many years, but he is becoming more and more majestic!!"

"Sect Master Yin is still in style..."

Qiao Feng and Yin Tian were obviously old acquaintances, and he immediately smiled when they met, thinking about it, he was happy.

There was a slight smile on the corners of her loose lips, her eyes were calm, she couldn't see what was in her heart, she looked at the crowd imperceptibly, and when she saw a young man wearing a grimace mask with cold eyes, her heart shivered slightly .

"Boss Huang, we haven't seen each other for many years. I remember the last time I saw you. You are still a young girl who has not left the cabinet. I didn't expect so many years to pass in a flash."

"It's been a long time since Hierarch Yin."

Huang Rong nodded slightly, saluted, then looked at Long Peng again, and said with a smile, "I think this is Mr. Long, my little girl is polite.

Now that the autumn wind is blowing and the delicacies are ready, Mr. Long might as well take off his mask, share food, wine, and enjoy the beautiful scenery? "

Long Peng glanced at all kinds of delicacies in the waterside pavilion, and looked back, "Are you hungry?"

"What do you think? Although the little monk is an exiled immortal, he will be tired after running around for half a day, okay?"

"Who asked you?"

Long Peng said casually, then looked at Cheng Lingsu again, and said softly, "Are you hungry?"

"I……"

Cheng Lingsu was slightly taken aback, seeing the eyes of the people around him, a little at a loss.

"Having the opposite sex has no humanity..."

At this moment, Wuxin will recover, never expecting that Long Peng will have such a face today, he walked into the pavilion, looked at the table full of delicious food, clicked his lips, and sighed, "Careless in making friends, not careful in making friends, Poor little monk..."

"Why do you play so much?"

Long Peng rolled his eyes, pulled Cheng Lingsu to sit down, and then said to the stunned people outside, "Guangzhu Huang, didn't you just say you have dinner? Why don't you come in?"

"Oh... good good..."

Huang Rong and Xie Feng beside him looked at each other, and they both saw the big question marks in each other's eyes.

None of them expected that such a situation would happen today, and the most calm one was "White-browed Eagle King" Yin Tianzheng.

When he met Long Peng earlier, he had already understood the other party's not playing cards according to the routine.

"This little master, the little girl has prepared vegetarian food in advance, you..."

Before Huang Rong could finish her sentence, she saw the greasy Wu Xin holding a piece of chicken leg, raised her head, and looked at her cutely.

"Cough cough..."

Wuxin strategically coughed twice, turned her head slightly, then poked Long Peng with her arm, and stretched out her white left hand under the cuff to him, but he asked impatiently, "What are you doing?"

Wuxin hurriedly transmitted the voice, "The little monk went out in a hurry and didn't bring a handkerchief."

Long Peng smiled and replied, "You still pay attention to your image?"

"nature."

Inadvertently cleaned his cheeks, smiled slightly, "Boss Huang, Jigong once said that 'wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha's heart stays', and the monk intends to emulate it."

Huang Rong smiled politely, and she had decided in her heart that the person in front of her was definitely not a Buddhist. Before she could speak, she heard someone say, "Why don't you say the second half of the sentence?"

Wuxin glanced at Long Peng, as if he had expected him to tear down the stage, with a kind demeanor and the air of an eminent monk, he said indifferently, "Young monk, you are a monk, not a person in the world."

"The wine and meat monk will eat you..."

Long Peng pulled a plate of crystal pork knuckle and placed it in front of Wu Xin, then buried himself in the meal.

Huang Rong wanted to speak several times, but seeing the appearance of Long Peng and the other three, she did not speak out.

At this time.

Qiao Feng stood up and said loudly, "Come on, how about we have a drink together?"

Huang Rong's eyes lit up slightly, and she immediately followed her, raising her wine glass, along with Yin Tianzheng and the two hall masters who came with him.

Long Peng and Wuxin looked at each other, nodded, and then they stood up together.

"Then, how about a drink?"

Huang Rong smiled slightly, and looked sideways at Cheng Lingsu, "I haven't asked the girl's name yet?"

"Boss Huang, just call me Miss Ling." Cheng Lingsu stood up and raised his wine glass.

"Can you drink?"

Long Peng frowned slightly, looked at Huang Rong, and there seemed to be a cold light in his eyes.

Cheng Lingsu nodded and said with a smile, "Drink a little, it's fine."

"Then pay attention to yourself."

"it is good."

Cheng Lingsu responded softly, covered her face and drank a glass of wine, her cheeks instantly became rosy, just like the crimson sunset glow in the sky, very beautiful.

As soon as the wine enters the throat.

The atmosphere on the field gradually heated up, and when the moon was on the branch, the wine was over for three rounds.

Qiao Feng, Yin Tianzheng, and a wine and meat monk who likes to drink with Long Peng have already started to drink from bowls, or even from jars, so happy and heroic.

"I remember that sister Ling seems to be the closed disciple of Master Yi'an, the 'Poisonous Hand Medicine King' of the Medicine King Sect?"

I don't know when.

Huang Rong had already sat down beside Cheng Lingsu, her cheeks were drunk, her breath was blue, poured a glass of wine for Cheng Lingsu, and smiled slightly.

At this moment, Cheng Lingsu's cheeks were flushed, and there was mist in his eyes. He was obviously drunk. Hearing her question, he rubbed his eyes, as if to refresh himself.

"The master is indeed the 'King of Poisonous Hands and Medicine', but he has changed his name to Wu'an."

"Oh... why is this?"

"Before my master became a monk, his temper was very irritable. After he became a monk, he was named 'Da'an'. Later, he cultivated his character and cultivated his mind, which was very beneficial, so he changed his name to 'Yi'an'."

Cheng Lingsu drank some more wine and sighed, "When the old man took me in as his apprentice, his Dharma name was 'Wei'an'. Three years ago, the old man changed it to 'Wu'an'."

"I see…"

Huang Rong nodded, and had another drink with Cheng Lingsu, looking more and more charming. She glanced at Long Peng, who was drinking with others, and asked, "Then why did I get along with Mr. Long? Mr. Long is injured..."

Cheng Lingsu lay down on the wine table, and said slowly, "This...he won't let me tell outsiders..."

"Sister Ling, am I still an outsider?"

"That's true...then let me tell you, don't tell others."

"It's natural."

Cheng Lingsu rubbed his eyes, his eyes flickered slightly, and then lay down again, "He went to Yaowang Valley a few days ago to ask my master to help him. My master was not in the valley, so he asked me to come, and now he is cured." Yes, but he won't let me spread the word..."

"This is real?"

"What did I lie to you for?!"

Cheng Lingsu stood up suddenly and gave Huang Rong a shock. Before she could calm down, a cold voice sounded behind her.

"Guangzhu Huang is so concerned about Long's injury?"

Long Peng embraced the drunk Cheng Lingsu in his arms, looked at Huang Rong quietly, and showed her that his heart was trembling.

"Ahem... Mr. Long misunderstood, I'm just asking casually."

"A casual question..."

Long Peng chuckled twice, raised his eyes and said, "Wuxin, you are full, can you go now?"

"Here we come, why are you urging?"

Wuxin drank a jar of spirits in one go, and cupped her fists at Qiao Feng.

"Guangzhu Qiao is really a hero, but that guy urged me, and I can't help it. Next time, I'll drink to my heart's content."

"Let's meet again next time!"

Qiao Feng laughed and returned a salute, and saw Wu Xin toss his monk robe, striding forward to catch up to Long Peng, his posture was particularly chic.

"Boss Huang."

Holding the soft and boneless Cheng Lingsu, Long Peng suddenly turned around.

"Long knows that you want to find out what I mean by coming here, and I'm leaving now, so I won't hide it from you."

Huang Rong was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile, "Mr. Long, it's all right to say, the little girl is all ears."

"I'm here to discuss the alliance with the Eagle King. I'm not interested in your beggar gang meeting, so... I hope that the two sides will not interfere with each other, and I also hope that the leader of the Huang gang will not cause trouble for himself."

Huang Rong stood facing the wind and said with a smile, "It's only natural."

"Then... I will take my leave..."

Long Peng lifted his feet and took a few steps, then stopped again. In the cold night of late autumn, his eyes were as bright as stars and as cold as ice.

"Two years ago, Long Mou had a relationship with Guo Daxia at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. Unfortunately, he was involved in business at that time, so he didn't have the chance to ask Guo Daxia for advice. Bring a sentence."

"What!?"

"Just to say, Long is looking forward to fighting him, and when Long finds time, he will definitely go to Xiangyang to fight him!"

"I see."

Huang Rong closed her eyes slightly, stared at the back of Longpeng, hesitated for a while, a stone popped out from her fingertip, and popped it out with her fingers, only hearing the sound of "咻——", the stone was thrown out extremely fast, as fast as a flying rainbow.

——Supernatural powers at the flick of a finger.

In the middle of the night, the moon is full and the stars are bright.

Wuxin's ears twitched slightly, just as he was about to make a move, he saw Long Peng shaking his head towards him, so he had no choice but to give up.

The stone pierced through the sky, and hit the "Dazhui Point" on Longpeng's back with great precision, making a soft "噗——" sound, and after feeling the past for about two breaths, the stone suddenly turned back and bounced back at an incredible speed. A few minutes faster than when it came.

An almost inaudible cry of pain drifted into the night wind.

Huang Rong clutched her lower abdomen and supported her body with a wooden stick. Her face was pale, her forehead was covered with fine sweat, and her expression was very ugly. She thought to herself, "This time, I'm really pretending to be smart..."

...

...

"Well……"

Long Peng walked a certain distance and disappeared into the sight of the Beggar Clan disciple. He suddenly let out a muffled snort, and some black blood spilled from the corners of his lips.

"You said you, why do you have to be so brave?"

When Cheng Lingsu heard this, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his appearance, and his heart tightened, "Put me down quickly, and I will give you an injection!"

"Cough cough..."

Wu Xin put her arms around her chest, saw Long Peng gritted his teeth, and shook his head helplessly, "Okay, don't hold on, let the little girl down quickly, and calm down, don't let your poisonous truth Run away with anger."

"Mr. Long, it's not that the little monk doesn't want to help you. It's because your internal strength is too strong and you are aggressive. I can't help you stabilize."

"I know, stop talking."

Long Peng took a few pills, then walked to the side of the road, sat cross-legged, and calmed down. Cheng Lingsu took out the needle bag he carried with him and assisted with silver needles.

Unintentionally protecting the law from the side, yawning boredly.

"You said you, why do you have to fight back? I haven't heard of it. Take a step back and endure the calm for a while?"

"I've only heard that if you take a step back, the more you think about it, the more you lose, and the more you think about it for a while, the more angry you become."

(End of this chapter)