I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 25 Famous Mountains in Central Shu, Shu Dao Mountain
"Yang Gui! Zhang Sanfeng! Get out of here!"

On the top of Mount Emei, a huge roar reverberated endlessly, even the harsh mountain wind from Mount Shu couldn't blow it away.

Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng came to Guo Xiang obediently.

"How old are you two? I'll ask you how old you are!"

Since the two of them went to Mount Emei, Guo Xiang directly felt that her blood pressure had risen several degrees this year.These two people go up the mountain to hunt birds and go down the river to fish every day, causing the whole Emei Mountain to fly like dogs and dogs.

He is obviously in his dozens years old, playing around with the two children every day, Guo Xiang has to keep cleaning up the mess behind the two older children.

But Yang Gui was still full of pride, saying what this is "Men are always children who can't grow up, so we should cherish their innocence".

At that time, Guo Xiang was given a set of golden-top cotton palms, which made Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng run away with their heads in their arms.

But it is obvious that Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng are people who care about eating but not fighting, and they did not give up doing things because of Guo Xiang's force deterrence.

"What's the matter, aunt, have you eaten yet?" Yang Gui held a rag doll in his hand, torturing it back and forth.

"You are still eating, let me ask you, what happened to the doll in your hand? Xiao Fengling is only five years old, why are you snatching the little girl's doll?" Guo Xiang asked angrily.

Fengling is the child that Guo Xiang picked up at the door of the abandoned nunnery when he went down the mountain to buy supplies in this year.The child didn't have a name, but he only knew that he was called Da Ya. I don't know if the nuns in the nunnery broke the precepts and couldn't hide it and threw it out, or if the farmers at the foot of the mountain couldn't afford a girl and threw it at the gate of the nunnery.

In this day and age, anything is possible anyway, and human life is as cheap as grass.

In the original timeline, Guo Xiang should have become rich this year, but now that Yang Gui is here, Yang Gui will definitely not let her do so.But Guo Xiang was disheartened and had a firm heart towards the Buddha. Yang Gui tried his best to get her to agree not to become a nun, but to be a lay Buddhist at home and just worship the Buddha.

Guo Xiang said that although she was not a monk, she was still a member of the Buddhist family, and she was a child picked up at the gate of the nunnery, so she should be a family member and give her a Dharma name.

So without saying a word, he put the word "Feng Ling" on An Xiaoliu's head.

At that time, Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng, who were watching, had facial cramps and were gnawing their teeth.

"I said your dharma name is in line with Buddhist principles?" Yang Gui asked, and was sent flying more than 400 meters by Guo Xiang's nine-level Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. Afterwards, no one dared to ask about it again.

But since then, Xiao Fengling has become a big toy for two unscrupulous men.

These two stinky and shameless people usually take pleasure in bullying children, if they don't make Fengling cry three or five times a day, then they will never pass the day.

It was the same today, Feng Ling went to complain to Guo Xiang crying.

"Hey, aunt, you're not right." Facing Guo Xiang's questioning, Yang Gui's face was full of righteousness, "I'm here to help Xiao Fengling practice light kung fu. At a young age, you have to have a solid foundation in light kung fu. Otherwise, if you meet someone you like in the future, if you want to enter the swamp, you have to tie your feet with branches. That's a drop in price..."

"bass!"

The cold light of the Yitian sword flashed, and Yang Gui was so frightened that he never dared to tease her with the things about her father and her back then.

"What about you, what's the matter with you?" Guo Xiang pointed at Zhang Sanfeng, who was with the old god, with Yitian sword, "Brother Junbao, I thought you were an honest person, and you will be more calm after you become a monk. Why...how do you follow the rules..."

Yang Gui interrupted from the side: "Call me your full name!"

"To shut up!"

"okay!"

Guo Xiang was interrupted by Yang Gui in the middle of her speech, and she couldn't continue, but the meaning was expressed.

"Can this be driven to Pindao?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked innocent, "It was Xiao Fengling who came to argue with the poor Taoist, and the poor Taoist argued with her. Later, she couldn't argue with me, and I said that you should just become a monk with the poor Taoist priest, and that would not be a good thing."

"Hmph, Xiao Fengling has been living with me, and he is very strong. He won't sue me because of this setback. What did you do to him after that?" Guo Xiang didn't believe it. She already knew that Zhang Sanfeng's thick eyebrows and big eyes looked honest, but Yang Gui had already misled him.

"Xiao Fengling said that she is not a Taoist nun. The Buddhist school has an expert like her master. How can Taoism have such a powerful nun?" Zhang Sanfeng spread his hands.

"Then can she not cry!"

Guo Xiang felt that the top of her head was burning, "You two are not allowed to eat at noon, let me go to the cliff and think about it all afternoon!"

"Ah~ I can't..."

Yang Guilai was displeased, "I agreed to go to the monkeys with Lao Zhang to play in the afternoon, and I would like to see whether the monkeys in Sichuan are better at swordsmanship or Dugu Nine Swordsmanship..."

"Hurry up! Laozi Shu Road Mountain! Eh..."

Guo Xiang has stayed in Sichuan for many years, and has used this famous mountain freely.

Just after counting, Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng rolled over holding their heads.

"Look, I told you not to associate with people from Sichuan!"

Yang Gui also whispered to Zhang Sanfeng, "She doesn't even need to change her name when she scolds me, she just scolds me by my name."

"Hey, why don't we go back to Wudang Mountain? What do you mean by that? Distance creates beauty!"

Even Wudang Boiled Sheep is homesick.

"Okay, I'll talk to her tomorrow." Yang Gui nodded, "The wind outside must have calmed down."

"Why don't you go today?" Zhang Sanfeng said in surprise, "It's only noon."

"Nonsense, can't you face the wall?" Yang Gui shrunk his head and sat upright. Guo Xiang glanced over and saw Zhang Sanfeng with his mouth wide open and his face dull.

"Zhang Sanfeng!"

Yitianjian was filmed like a big iron film.

"oops……"

The great Taoist master was beaten up by Buddhist monks.

The next day.

"Hurry up, it's annoying to see you."

Facing Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng's farewell, Guo Xiang looked impatient.

But in fact, she is also quite reluctant in her heart. In this world, if we say goodbye today, we may not be able to see each other again in this life.But she also knew that her two little brothers were dragons and phoenixes among men, heroes, and they both had their own careers to start, so it was impossible for them to stay on Mount Emei with the three of them for the rest of their lives.

Even her own sign on Mount Emei will be erected.

"Auntie, farewell!"

Yang Gui's expression was complicated, and he stretched out his hand to embrace Guo Xiang's delicate body in his arms.With Guo Xiang's skill, she wanted to dodge, but she still didn't dodge and let Yang Gui hold her.

"It really fell into the hands of you father and son." Guo Xiang shook her head and rested her head on Yang Gui's chest, "When you see your father, please say hello to me."

"Well, take care of yourself."

Yang Gui didn't know what he was thinking, so he hugged him up, then let go, and went down the mountain without looking back.

Guo Xiang didn't take another look at Yang Gui who was going down the mountain, and turned back holding Xiao Fengling's hand.

Zhang Sanfeng stood there dumbfounded.

"No, what about me? I can hug too!"

Laughing to death, Boiling Goat still wants to be treated like Pleasant Goat, it's a dream.

What's more, in the relationship between these few people, only Yang Guo is the only happy goat, and Yang Gui is at best a lazy goat.

After going down the mountain, sure enough, Huang Chang's cognition was correct. Time is the strongest man in the world, and nothing can hold back time.

Kublai Khan almost died outside the capital city. It was serious, but the Yuan Dynasty was a unified dynasty. Every day when Kublai Khan opened his eyes, the common people had to eat, the army had to pay the army, and the civil servants had to fight for power and profit.

Along the way, they only checked for a while, and then let people go.Not to mention that the portraits of this era are not at all similar, even if they are, Yang Gui still has money in his hand.

The God of Wealth opened the way, and the journey was smooth.

Soon after, the two came to Wudang Mountain.

In the first few days, Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng enjoyed their freedom happily and enjoyed the good life without oppression by women.

But after more than ten days, Yang Gui felt bored.Unexpectedly, in the 21st century, things like going to a friend's house full of joy, only to lie on the sofa and play with the mobile phone all day can happen in this era.

"Old Zhang, don't you think it's better to have a woman at home." Yang Gui was bored, the thatched cottage on the top of Wudang Mountain was a standard male dormitory, sloppy, dirty clothes and smelly socks were thrown around.

Zhang Sanfeng was already called "Sloppy Daoist", his hair was oilier than Snape's, it's a good thing he wasn't bald.

Although Yang Gui is better, he still looks like a tramp.

But Yang Gui does not stand or sit or sit, and he likes to lie crooked at every turn, which is not as strong as Zhang Sanfeng who always sits in meditation.

Zhang Sanfeng was holding a roast chicken in his hand and tearing the drumsticks, but this action made him act as if he was meditating on Taoism.He concentrated on dealing with the drumsticks and pretended not to hear.

Nonsense, do you think I don't want to?But the question is, besides Miss Guo, who else does Master Dao like?
"Hey, it seems that the day has come recently."

Yang Gui suddenly seemed to be hit by something, turned over and sat up, "Old Zhang, will you go to my father's [-]th birthday?"

"Senior Yang, it's really been a long time since I saw you."

Zhang Sanfeng tore the chicken legs slowly, and couldn't help sighing: "Back then in Huashan, I was fortunate to have the three tricks taught by Senior Yang, so I was able to catch the villains and not fall into the reputation of my teacher."

"Hey, don't just talk nonsense, give me a bite of the roast chicken." Yang Gui was impatient, he would go or not, so much nonsense.

Zhang Sanfeng stuck a chicken leg into Yang Gui's mouth, filling Yang Gui's mouth so much that his jaw was almost dislocated, "Since I am honored to be able to pay respects to Senior Yang on his birthday, that is my honor. What birthday gift should I bring?"

"Shouli, my father has the most say in this thing."

Yang Gui finally swallowed the chicken leg in his mouth, annoyed by Zhang Sanfeng's behavior, and deliberately provoked him: "You do this, first you blow up the Tartar granary, then kill five hundred Tartars, cut off their ears, and take them there, and then snatch the Dragon Slaying Knife from the Tartars and present it to my father.

"Oh shit!"

Zhang Sanfeng listened to Yang Gui asking him to repeat Yang Guo's move to celebrate Guo Xiang's birthday, so hated that he stood up at that time, "Cang Lang Lang", stretched out his real martial arts sword and followed Yang Gui, "Do you want to test whether my sword is sharp?"

"Hmph, my sword is not bad either!"

Yang Gui also handed out Dugu Qiubai's four-foot Qingfeng at the same time.

Zhang Sanfeng's swordsmanship, before he created the Tai Chi sword in his 100s, was definitely not as good as that of Yang Gui who had practiced Dugu Nine Swords, not to mention that Dugu Qiubai's sword is still playful, and it is one foot longer than other swords.

So when the real martial arts sword was still an inch away from Yang Gui, Yang Gui's sword was already on Zhang Sanfeng's throat.

"Okay, old tortoise, you want to play like this, right? True martial arts, open!"

Zhang Sanfeng turned on special effects, stepped on a turtle and snake, with disheveled hair, cosplaying Emperor Zhenwu.

"You still dare to call me old tortoise, you can't see the big tortoise under your feet, right? If I were a tortoise, then you would be a bastard!" Yang Gui obviously refused to accept, you call me that big tortoise?

"Old Turtle!"

"Old Wang Ba!"

The two were fighting and fighting, and it took a long time before they calmed down.

Yang Gui said: "If you want me to say, don't prepare any birthday gifts, just cut a dozen catties of meat and go up the mountain before the time comes. My father has already said that he is sixty..."

As Yang Gui said, his face suddenly changed, as if he had seen something extremely bad, and it became ugly and terrifying.

"Lao Yang, Lao Yang, what's the matter with you?" Seeing Yang Gui's face, Zhang Sanfeng was terrified. He had never been so bad when he failed to assassinate Kublai Khan, was seriously injured and died.

But Yang Gui didn't respond to him, and suddenly jumped directly off the cliff.

"Hey, Old Yang!"

Zhang Sanfeng watched Yang Gui jump off the cliff with the same movement method he used to chase him back then, and charged forward with all his strength, his running speed was far faster than anything he had ever seen before.

"Lao Yang, Lao Yang!" Zhang Sanfeng had no choice but to jump off the cliff with the ladder cloud to chase after him, but when Zhang Sanfeng jumped off the cliff, he found that there was only a small black spot left on Yang Gui's figure. He could only continue chasing with all his strength, and asked a puzzled question:

"What's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)