Swordsman in Tianlong

()Qiao Feng saluted with clasped fists, spread his hands flat, solemnly took the double blades, and handed them to Wu Changfeng who was beside him, then said: "Sister-in-law, be careful." He slapped the coffin casually , the coffin scattered.

His clothes were wet with rain, slightly dignified.Based on the guiding ideology of "If you don't look at her, she will be remembered by her narrow-mindedness and ruin your reputation", Chu Feng looked at her seriously, and then turned his head with a guilty conscience.In fact, he thought too much, and everyone thought that Chu Feng was a little surprised that the body in the black coffin was not Ma Dayuan's.

Chu Feng looked at the elders around him, as well as Qiao Feng and even Shan Zheng. Other than the relief of getting revenge, they all looked calm, and asked very seriously in a low voice: "Everyone knows?"

Shan Zheng nodded.

"You just hid it from me..." Chu Feng muttered, and asked again, "Did Sun Sanba pass it back?"

Shan Zheng continued to nod his head, not knowing whether to answer the previous sentence or the latter sentence.

Chu Feng's voice was not loud, but the people at the bridge now, except for Kang Min who had just walked out of the black coffin, were all first-class martial arts experts, and they could hear Chu Feng's little thoughts clearly.The elders smiled and said nothing, but Qiao Feng walked up to Chu Feng, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Hurry up."

The black coffin here is fake, so what Chu Feng and the others met in Luoyang City is naturally real.Naturally, he was going to chase that team.

The rain gradually became heavier, and Chu Feng, who was riding a big horse and wearing a coir raincoat, admired Xixia Yipintang's courage again.After passing Yishui and walking less than two miles, in a small courtyard that looked very inconspicuous, three or five disciples of the Beggars' Clan were stationed, and there were more than ten tall horses.It's just that those few disciples of the beggar gang waited until Chu Feng and the others left, and they were still a little dazed. They didn't see any of the elders of the gang leader or anything on weekdays, but this time they saw all of them.

Chu Feng had never ridden a horse "before". He traveled from Dali to Jincheng by horse-drawn carriage, and from Jincheng to Luoyang relied on his legs.When he first got on the horse today, Chu Feng was quite excited, but when he galloped, he was ashamed to find that his riding skills were the worst.Not to mention, even Kang Min, who looks like a little white flower, is much better at riding than him.But fortunately, Chu Feng's Qinggong is good, and he didn't worry about falling off when he swung around on the horse's back.

Ma Xie didn't stop and changed horses three times in a row. When Chu Feng and his party caught up with Luoyang's authentic "Yi Ling" team, Xinyang was already very close.The two teams merged into one, and the action was a little slower.Ma Dayuan's hometown is thirty miles west of Xinyang, people in the Jianghu may leave one day, the cemetery that Ma Dayuan set for himself in advance is near his hometown.

The heroes from all walks of life who came to worship Ma Dayuan stayed in Luoyang, so when they arrived at the boundary of Xinyang, it was much cleaner.When it was time for Ma Dayuan to be buried, Chu Feng was a little surprised to find that there seemed to be only himself and Shan Zheng among the martial arts people who came to make soy sauce.

But Chu Feng is not in the mood to shut down the matter of Ma Dayuan now.

People in the martial arts world did things very neatly, opened the tomb that had already been erected, and pushed in the black coffin containing Ma Dayuan's remains.After the tomb is closed, then Yun Zhonghe's head is enshrined, that's all.Chu Feng was a little regretful that he couldn't see Ma Dayuan for the last time, and he soon despised his own heavy taste.

Ma Dayuan's home is three miles east of the cemetery.

Surrounded by a small river, three small tile houses and two weeping willows welcome guests.

It is a very ordinary small farmyard, with a small flat land in front of the gate, which seems to be a farmer's sun-drying field.

Kang Min looked at the courtyard door, and tears fell down again.

Qiao Feng and the others looked at the deep pits on the flat ground in front of the door, but they were also silent, and they didn't know how to persuade Kang Min.Ten months ago, Ma Dayuan was lucky enough to call everyone a brother and brother, and ventured into the world.But time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it will be forever.

Kang Min cried for a while, turned his head with red eyes, looked at Qiao Feng and the others with sad faces, forced a smile and said, "Today I avenged Da Yuan, I should be happy!" Wiping his eyes as he spoke , turning sideways to ask, "President Da Yuan said, wait until we set up a big yard, and then invite the brothers to come and sit... Please!"

Everyone agreed and entered the living room.

The baby in Bai Shijing's arms finally fell asleep for half an hour, and then cried again. Everyone laughed at him when they heard the child's cry.When the elder of the Beggar Gang coaxed the child, there was already hot tea and a small bowl of batter, just for the little doll.

No one lived there for seven or eight days, and a thin layer of dust had accumulated in the main hall. Thinking that the owner of this house had passed away, everyone felt bored for a while.Several people in the room were Ma Dayuan's old brothers, so they didn't avoid suspicion. After drinking tea, they went to the back hall to help Kang Min set up Ma Dayuan's mourning hall.The heroes from all walks of life hung up the elegiac couplets of their own brothers in the beggar gang, and hung up that small room to the brim.

Chu Feng and Shan were waiting for the mourning hall to be set up before going in to burn a stick of incense.

The few people in the room had duties except Chu Feng, and after a few words of pleasantries, everyone left one after another, and Kang Min didn't stay much longer.

The night is dark and windy and moonless.

A group of eight people rushed back to Xinyang from the western suburbs of Xinyang.The next door to Chu Feng is Bai Shijing, and the little doll's cries from time to time have been proclaiming the sense of existence. Originally, this room should be pure and upright.But just after Chu Feng and the others arrived in Xinyang, a disciple of the Beggar Clan sent a letter saying that something happened to Luoyang, a brother of the Shan family.Chu Feng looked at the flash of shame on Shan Zheng's face, and reckoned it was Shan Xiaoshan.Although this guy has rough skin and thick flesh, but the blow of the whip alone probably hurt his vitality. The iron-faced judge who tossed his son as an illegitimate child rushed back to Luoyang overnight.Shan Zheng walked in a hurry, he only said hello to a few people, then got on his horse and didn't even enter Xinyang.Chu Feng didn't care too much about sending Deputy Gang Leader Ma for a ride, so sending him back to his hometown was actually a very unscientific thing, because he felt like he was sick.There is no such thing as lovesickness; as a martial artist, it is impossible to have a fever and catch a cold if exposed to the rain; Chu Feng feels that there seems to be something wrong with his internal strength.

In fact, when he was on the road, Chu Feng felt that something was wrong. Running with internal energy should be non-stop, but when he reached his right shoulder, he would feel stagnant.At that time, it was very difficult to walk, and secondly, the wound on his shoulder that was scratched by Yunzhong Hegang, although it was no longer grim after a simple bandage, it still reminded Chu Feng that "you are injured".

Next door to Chu Feng is Bai Shijing who is having a love struggle with a child.Chu Feng didn't seem to have spoken to the other elders.When Chu Feng was debating whether to ask Qiao Feng about the situation, Qiao Feng's bold voice sounded from behind him, saying, "Brother Chu, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Chu Feng turned around, Qiao Feng's oppressive figure appeared from the stairs of the inn, and then walked over.However, after hearing Qiao Feng's words, Chu Feng firmly felt that he was about to do something disharmonious, and was caught by him.

"Will you drink?" Qiao Feng waved the wine jar in his hand.

Chu Feng was overjoyed as soon as he heard it, and even put aside his seemingly internal injury, he said happily: "Yes!"

ps: The mood is a bit wrong, so this chapter is for today.