Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 9
mid-autumn.

Huh~huh......

As the breeze blows across the mountains, the shadows of the trees dance and the vegetation sways, a young man in white riding a fast horse breaks in.

"Woo... woo..."

Long Peng lightly reined in the reins, got off his horse, took out a map and meatloaf from his arms, and said vaguely, "This place...should be the Wuliang Mountain. I didn't expect that it doesn't look very high from a distance, but it doesn't look very high up close. short."

"Ahem...this cake is really dry..."

"Then drink some water."

Long Peng was slightly stunned, put his hand on the long sword on the horse's belly, looked towards the place where the sound came out, and saw a pretty little girl sitting on a big tree, smiling at him.

The little girl is not very old, about fifteen or sixteen years old, her skin is creamy, her smile is like a flower, there is a small dimple at the corner of her mouth, her smile is pure and innocent, which makes people feel a little good for no reason.

"The girl who hasn't been asked is..."

"Beautiful sister, why don't you tell me your name first?"

Long Peng's face trembled, and he said in a deep voice, "This is a man, please don't misunderstand me, girl."

"what?"

The girl was a little surprised, she lightly landed in front of Long Peng, looked up and down, "Ah, beautiful sister, you really are a man..."

Long Peng clenched his fists, led the horse and turned to leave.

"Don't go yet, you haven't told me what my name is?"

The girl was holding a snow-white marten in her arms, and quickly caught up, "My name is Zhong Ling, I was joking with you just now, don't be angry..."

Long Peng paused, looked at her suspiciously, "Your name is Zhong Ling?"

"Yeah, what's your name?"

Zhong Ling replied smoothly, suddenly realized something, took half a step back, "Have you heard my name?"

"It just sounds familiar."

Long Peng shook his head, cupped his hands slightly, "During Xialin Qiye, people from Shanxi don't know why Miss Zhong came here?"

"I'm here..."

Zhong Ling paused for a moment, then asked back, "Tell me first why you are here?"

"I heard that there is a mysterious scene of immortals dancing swords on the Wuliang Jade Wall of the Wuliang Sword Sect at night, so I came here to observe it."

"This son and Xiaosheng can be said to be fellow-men, it's really fate..."

A slightly comfortable voice sounded.

I saw a handsome young man in a green shirt with a jade-like appearance, bright and soft, coming out of the bushes under the forest.

Zhong Ling pinched her nose exaggeratedly, and took a few steps back, "Idiot, are you ready to go to the toilet?"

"Ahem...Okay."

Duan Yu coughed twice, cupped his hands slightly, "Xiaosheng Duan Yu, didn't you ask your son's name?"

Long Peng didn't say anything, just closed his eyes, and stretched out his hand like lightning to grab Duan Yu's right pulse gate.

Duan Yu was stunned for a while, and Zhong Ling asked directly, "Lin Qiye, what are you doing!"

"hiss……"

As if sensing Zhong Ling's emotions, the white ferret in her arms could not stop neighing, bared its teeth, and seemed to be threatening.

"Ha ha……"

Long Peng smiled, cast a sidelong glance at the white mink and let go of his hand, and said with a smile, "I saw that Mr. Duan had black air on his forehead, and I guessed that he was in danger of blood, so he wanted to check his palm. Please forgive me."

"I didn't expect you to be a charlatan." Zhong Ling pinched his waist and said.

"Miss Zhong, don't be rude."

Duan Yu grabbed Zhong Ling, rubbed his wrist, and asked curiously, "Mr. Lin, you said you can tell fortunes, but is it true?"

Long Peng raised his sword eyebrows slightly, coughed twice, "I know a little bit, a little bit."

"Idiot, you don't really believe it, do you?"

"I'm just curious, and I want to ask." Duan Yu shook his head, looked at Long Peng, and passed his hand over, "Mr. Lin, can you speak to satisfy Xiaosheng's curiosity?"

"this…"

Long Peng looked calm, pretending to be mysterious, "If a certain conjecture is correct, Mr. Duan should be a child of the Duan family in Dali?"

Zhong Ling leaned forward, "Hey, he said his surname is Duan, you must have been fooled."

Duan Yu nodded repeatedly.

Long Peng glanced at the two of them, and continued to pretend to fool, "According to someone, Mr. Duan still has five younger sisters."

Duan Yu immediately laughed when he heard the words, "Young master Lin is wrong, Xiaosheng is the only child in the family and has no younger sister."

"Look, has it been dismantled?"

Zhong Ling immediately jumped out, "Idiot, you can't leave yet, the martial arts competition of the Wuliang Sword Sect is about to begin."

"Let's go."

Duan Yu responded, and hurriedly chased after him, and then retreated a few steps, "Mr. Lin, let's go quickly, we won't be able to join in the excitement if we are late."

Long Peng nodded, tied the horse in front of a tree, and immediately started to use lightness kung fu, and swept towards the Jianhu Palace in the middle of the mountain, surpassing Zhong Ling who was a step ahead with a few breaths.

Seeing that, Zhong Ling wanted to catch up with the tip of her luck, but thinking that Duan Yu was still behind, she stopped again and shouted, "Idiot, you just stand there stupidly, and I don't care about you."

"It's coming, Miss Zhong, don't worry, wait for me..."

...

...

Long Peng was walking on the stone stairs leading to Jianhu Palace, and saw a man and a woman in the nearby forest, so he walked over,
"Are you two disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect?"

Qian Guanghao and Ge Guangpei Zhenglang love each other and live happily. After Long Peng's voice, his liver and gallbladder trembled, and he stood up in a hurry, extremely vigilant.

"We are the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect. What's the matter with you?"

"I would like to ask the two of you for a favor."

"What's the matter?"

"I would like to ask the two of you to take me to the immeasurable jade disc of your sect, and watch the immortals dance swords."

The two looked at each other, "That immeasurable jade is forbidden by my sect, so I can't do what you wish."

"Forbidden place?"

Long Peng frowned slightly, only heard the sound of "choke lang--", the sword was out of its sheath, "That is the forbidden area of ​​your Wuliang Sword Sect, not a certain forbidden area."

"Your Excellency, you mean to force your way in?"

Long Peng didn't reply, he jumped out, and a sword flashed out of the Senhan Sword Light.

The two had been prepared for a long time and immediately went up to meet them.

Clang——

Clang——

After two crisp sounds, one in front and one in the back, the long sword fell, and the two Wuliangjian disciples fell to the ground.

Long Peng stood tall and tall, and pointed his sword at the two people's faces, "You two, can you take someone there now?"

Gan Guanghao covered his chest, helped Ge Guangpei up, stood in front of her, cupped his hands and said, "Who is Your Excellency? And why..."

hum-

Before he finished speaking, the tip of the sword reached Qian Guanghao's forehead.

"lead the way!"

Gan Guanghao swallowed twice, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, "Young hero calm down, the villain will take you there."

click -

With the long sword back in its sheath, Long Peng said calmly, "It would have been better if it had been like this earlier, I have to let someone do it."

"Lead the way."

"Yes, yes, what the young man said is true, we will lead the way."

The two responded repeatedly, supporting each other and walking ahead, Long Peng glanced at the figures at the bottom of the mountain, and followed behind them in a leisurely manner.

"Hey...was that Mr. Lin just now? He seemed to be fighting with someone just now? Shall we help him?"

Zhong Ling teased Bai Diao, looked up, "Idiot, you don't know martial arts, how can you help me?"

"I mean, as far as his martial arts are concerned, do you still need our help?"

"This is also..."

(End of this chapter)