Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Chapter 183 Sword vs. Gun

As the sun went west, the warmth gradually faded away, and white clouds drifted past, covering the sun that was still working hard just now.

choke--

The two knives slammed, and the member of the white horse raised his spear and rushed towards the guest holding the two swords. There was a sound of metal clashing, and the iron sword smashed the tip of the gun. Sparks jumped, and the other sword took the opportunity to cut Lu Junyi's head.

"Good come!"

Yu Qilin yelled loudly, turned his hands around, flung the spear downwards and suddenly drew a semicircle, the golden spear knocked away the attacking long sword again, took advantage of the situation and swung the gun, Sun An did not take it hard, leaned back to let the gun barrel whizzing by, and the moment he got up, the spear tip with a cold light poked towards him.

Sun An was taken aback, and at the same time stepped aside, he didn't dare to let the rich family member on the opposite side do anything. The two swords took care of each other, one was like a mountain, and the shadow of the spear like a dragon would not move.

Lu Junyi didn't dare to take it big, so the Zhang Er steel spear danced up and down, and the body of the spear pierced through the gap like a white dragon. Every time it broke through the sword net, it would flicker in front of the person, emitting a little bit of cold light, and then it was deflected by the blade of the sword, spilling a stream of flames.

"Very good, come again!"

The corners of Sun An's mouth grinned, and he gradually became interested. The number of strokes became wider and wider, and the two swords were held together to slash fiercely. On the other side, he pointed the steel gun horizontally.

"open--"

Lu Junyi yelled loudly, exerted all his strength, raised his two swords, straightened his hands, and swung his long spear like a stick. Sun An also reacted quickly, turning his arms forward and backward, crossing his long swords to the side.

bang——

The body of the gun was struck, and Sun An's arm went numb from the shock, and then raised his breath, using the gun and sword as a sheath, he drew the sword with the other hand and cut it.

hiss--

The edge of the sword passed by, with a metallic sound, and a few strands of messy hair floated through the air, and then were blown away by the turbulent current stirred up by the gun barrel.

The three people on the sidelines watched the two men in the center shoot swords and guns. Du Yan and Bian Xiang could still comment a few words from time to time.

Only then did Yan Qing wipe off his sweat and went forward, and while Lu Junyi was there wiping away his sweat, he said, "Master is mighty, his spear is unparalleled, but it's not Xiao Yi's mouth, master should never compete with others like this again, the villain who is watching with real swords and guns is sweating all over his body, this status is not worthy of fighting with Jianghu people."

"That's what you said." Lu Junyi wiped his face and neck with a cloth, and glanced sideways at Yan Qing: "If you don't, how good is your martial arts? Besides, who am I, Hebei Sanjue, there may be someone who can beat me, but it is absolutely impossible to kill me in the competition."

Yan Qing waited to say more, but Lu Junyi waved his hand to stop: "Go and prepare some wine and food, I will entertain these few guests tonight."

Yan Qing had no choice but to obey, but Lu Jun walked up to Du Po and the three of them and said: "The three are good at martial arts, it's better to live here together at night, and we can also talk about martial arts at night by candlelight."

"This..." The three of Du Po looked at each other, and Sun An clasped his fists and said, "It's not that the three of us insisted on getting rid of our good intentions, but it was actually that we and our elder brother made an appointment to meet at the restaurant in Xuchu."

"Oh? I wonder which brother in Jianghu is that?"

"This..." Sun An and the three of them looked at it, wondering if they should say it.

Seeing this, Lu Junyi knew that he was worried, and he was a little displeased at the moment: "What do you think of me, my family is rich, I dare not say that it is the first in the Daming Mansion, and I dare say that it is in the forefront. I don't care about the reward for hunting."

Bian Xiang shook his head: "It's not about non-believers, it's just that the matter is of great importance. It would be bad for everyone if it leaked even the slightest bit, and I hope Haihan."

Lu Junyi nodded, but his face drooped, obviously very displeased, and the three of Du Po were not surprised to see this, they just handed over their hands to make amends, and left by the way, and Lu Junyi no longer persuaded them to stay after hearing this, and the three left immediately, and went to the hotel to wait for Lu Bu not to mention it.

……

The story was divided into two parts. Lu Bu and Qiao Lie also pulled the horses all the way out of the restaurant. The two of them, Lu Busheng, were tall and handsome, and they looked extraordinary in ordinary clothes.

The two walked along the bustling market all the way, the older girls and the younger daughters-in-law on the road were also pretty, and when the two passed by, they peeked at them, and then they were shameless to make fun of their companions, leaving behind a string of silver bell-like laughter.

Some coolies carrying goods hurried across the long street to deliver items to the shops, while some richly dressed people walked slowly, chatting casually with the people next to them.

In front of Lu Bu and Qiao Lie, a Taoist priest stood in front of them under the pretense of fortune-telling, looking Lu Bu up and down.

"That Taoist, what do you think of my senior officials?" Qiao Lie frowned, looking at the people in front of him very unhappy.

The Taoist priest was not angry either, and shook off his cover and said: "This high official from the Taoist Temple of Poverty has extraordinary appearance and extraordinary aura. I would like to recommend myself to test a character for the high official."

Lu Bu frowned, but Qiao Lie waved his hand away and said, "Fortune-telling is nothing more than whether you can speak well or not. They are all ambiguous words. Most of the words you say are in line with others. Anyone who listens to them will feel reasonable, but most of them are nonsense."

The Taoist shook his head: "I don't want money for a poor Taoist, I just test a word at random."

Then he leaned closer to Qiao Lie and said, "Although what this fellow Taoist said is reasonable, but the poor Taoist doesn't want your money, how can it be considered a lie?"

Qiao Lie's eyes widened for a moment, and he looked at the Taoist in front of him in surprise, but seeing this life's benevolent brows, round face, and slender limbs, there was nothing special about him.

Lu Bu had sharp eyes and ears, and he also heard this sentence. He looked at Qiao Lie for a while, and felt that there was nothing revealing about his attire. He glanced at the Taoist in front of him, and muttered to himself, it was a bit interesting.

"How? This official, you might as well write down a word. When the poor Taoist says it, if you listen to it, there is no reason to think about it." The Taoist turned to Lu Bu with a smile. Qiao Lie looked a little hesitant, but finally said nothing.

"Alright." Lu Bu was somewhat interested, and looked at the Taoist: "Bring a pen."

The Taoist chuckled, stretched out his hand and gestured, pointed to the square table in the distance and said: "All the poor fellows are over there, please move a little bit, I will go over there."

Immediately the three of them walked to the table, the Taoist took out a pen and ink, fixed the paper, licked up the pen, handed it to Lu Bu and said, "Please, sir."

Lu Bu took it with his hand, looked at the paper for a while and didn't know what to write, the Taoist said from the side: "Whatever the official thinks in his heart, it's better to write it down."

Lu Bu squinted at him, then stretched out his hand and wrote a big "Lu".

(End of this chapter)