This is Jianghu

Chapter 12
Zhang Liheng fought Shi Xing that day. Strictly speaking, Zhang Liheng did not win, at most it was a draw.It's just that Fang Zhongyu, the leader of the Luohe faction, helped Zhang Liheng relieve some of the pressure with his last trick, which allowed him to cut off one of Shi Xing's sleeves.

Shi Xing is the leader of the Changhe gang, and he has been famous in the rivers and lakes for many years. His pair of iron palms are quite famous along the Yangtze River.Shi Xing fought against a young man he had never heard of in Jianghu, not only did he fight dozens of moves but failed to win, he also made the young man cut off a sleeve in the end, that time he lost all face in the Luohe faction.Generally speaking, in the Jianghu, good things do not go out and bad things travel thousands of miles. People like to listen to this kind of gossip. Within half a month, people in the rivers and lakes along the Yangtze River knew that Shi Xing had been defeated by a young man named Zhang Liheng in Suzhou.For a while, people in the world were still guessing who this Liheng was. Some guessed that he came from a famous school of swordsmanship, while others guessed that he was the direct disciple of a master outside the world.

Zhang Liheng didn't expect that he was already so famous in the Jianghu now. When asked by Qi Wuying, he said with some embarrassment: "The fight with the leader of the Changhe Gang that time was just a lucky draw. It’s not like you beat him.”

The little beggar Wu Yizhong patted Zhang Liheng on the shoulder and said, "So this person is really brother Liheng!"

Qi Wuying also said "hehe": "The old beggar thinks that you are not a simple young man, and Shi Xing's iron palm has been in the world for a long time. Don't say whether it is a fluke or not, you can get his iron palm I picked it, it’s really good!”

The little beggar said from the side: "Is this Iron Palm surnamed Shi very powerful? When I meet him, I will fight him and see if his Iron Palm is as good as mine!"

The old beggar Qi Wuying gave the little beggar a blank look and said, "I've been thinking about fighting all day long, but even if you meet Shi Xing, you can't fight. I was severely injured and disabled a few days ago, and now I'm lying on the bed It's a living dead!"

Zhang Liheng was quite surprised when he heard that, who made Shi Xing like this.The little beggar was a little disappointed and said: "It's really boring. I was beaten up so early. I wanted him to taste my iron palm."

The old beggar laughed and said, "If you are so capable, let me do a few tricks. I will fight with you every day!"

The little beggar shook his head again and again, and said: "I can't beat you now, a fool fights with you every day, but I can't stand the big palm of your old beggar every day!"

Zhang Liheng watched from the sidelines that the two masters and apprentices were not like masters and apprentices, and they spoke without any scruples, and found it very interesting.

The three of them ate and chatted in the ruined temple. A beggar chicken weighing four to five catties was soon wiped out by them. Zhang Liheng still had an endless aftertaste after eating it. He had never eaten such a delicious food.

Zhang Liheng chatted happily with the two beggars. Although the old beggar was very curious about Zhang Liheng, he didn't bother to find out about Zhang Liheng's martial arts background.Based on his many years of experience, the old beggar could easily see that Zhang Liheng was an upright and kind young man, and felt that Zhang Liheng was a young man who had no choice but to date.

Old Ming Hua became a casual person, so he felt that Zhang Liheng was worthy of making friends. As long as Zhang Liheng was not a treacherous person, he didn't care what Zhang Liheng's background was, and he didn't bother to inquire about it.

The three of them chatted one by one, and before they knew it, it was already evening.Seeing that the sky was getting dark, the old beggar remembered that Zhang Liheng had nowhere to stay. He slapped his forehead and said, "The old beggar made a mistake and delayed your stay, little brother."

Zhang Liheng didn't mind this. He used to spend the night on the mountain when he was hunting in the mountains, so he said, "It's not a problem. It's fine for me to spend the night with the beggar father-in-law and the Yizhong brothers in this temple!"

An old man and a young beggar and Zhang Liheng hit it off right away, seeing that Zhang Liheng didn't dislike spending the night with them in this ruined temple, this was naturally welcome, and the affection for Zhang Liheng grew stronger in his heart.

At this time, the old beggar narrowed his eyes, and suddenly shouted outside the ruined temple: "What are you doing outside, sneaking around!?"

Zhang Liheng and the little beggar didn't know what happened yet, but they saw a man crawling in from a wall of the ruined temple. The man's hair was messed up and his clothes were covered with patches. He was obviously a beggar too.The difference between this beggar and the old and young beggar Qi Wuying Wu Yizhong was that although the beggar's body was also tattered with a bunch of patches, it was much cleaner than Qi Wuying Wu Yizhong.

The beggar Hua's face was pale, his eyes were gloomy, he seemed to be smiling but not a smile, he said: "Old beggar really has some skills, no wonder our guild master attaches so much importance to you."

Qi Wuying took a few glances at the beggar, and said, "Don't talk about what you don't have. If you can't enter the main entrance, you have to climb over the wall. Which gang of thieves are you?"

The beggar Hua Qi Wuying called him a "thief beggar" and didn't care, and said: "The leader of the Southern Beggar Clan, Xue, saw that you have come to the area of ​​the Southern Beggar Clan, and sent me to visit you!" The beggar Hua said "visit", but there was no trace of politeness in his tone.

Qi Wuying said indifferently: "It turned out that Xue Dalong asked you to come, no wonder! You are that one again? Why didn't he, Xue Dalong, come to recruit my old beggar himself?"

The beggar Hua Hehe said with a sly smile: "I am Fang Budong, one of the seven elders of the Southern Beggar Gang, and I came here to 'inform' Qi Beggar you on behalf of Chief Xue."

Zhang Liheng on the other side didn't seem to have any good intentions when he saw that the difference was not good, so he asked Wu Yizhong, "This difference seems to have no good intentions for Mr. Hua, so what is the origin of this Southern beggar gang?"

Wu Yizhong was not worried about Fang Butong's ability to beg Qi Lao, so he said with a grin: "This looks good. The old beggar met Xue Leiming, the younger brother of Xue Dalong from the Southern Beggar Gang, in the north half a year ago. He was competing with Ma Shishi, the leader of the Northern Beggars' Gang, and the old beggar found that Xue Leiming had injured Ma Shishi from the Northern Beggars' Gang. The old beggar saw that Xue Leiming was not good enough, so he crippled one of his arms. I have formed an enmity with the Southern Beggars' Gang. I didn't expect how long I hadn't been in the area of ​​the Southern Beggars' Gang, but today I came to the door."

After Zhang Liheng heard the general idea, he couldn't help but feel a little worried about the old beggar, and said: "This is the area of ​​their Southern Beggars' Clan. When all their people come, won't the beggar beggar be at a disadvantage?"

Wu Yizhong said with a face of indifference: "It's not a problem, it's not a problem, they can't do anything to beggars! Maybe we can have a good fight later." He became excited when he said that, and Zhang Liheng felt relieved when he heard what he said. some.

After Qi Wuying heard Fang BuTong's words, he said, "So you are Fang BuTong, a well-known 'poisonous beggar' in the Southern Beggar Gang!"

Fang BuTong replied cheekily: "Unexpectedly, the name of me as a poisonous beggar would also reach the ears of your beggar, old Qi. It's really an honor for Fang!"

Qi Wuying didn't seem to have much affection for this thick-skinned poisonous beggar, and just asked: "You are the poisonous beggar who is here tonight, don't be afraid that I will be a beggar and run away. You are not good at dealing with Xue Dalong!"

Fang Budong still said with his sinister face: "That's not true, I know the method of poisoning beggars, old beggar, but do you know the method of poisoning beggars, old beggar?"

After Qi Wuying finished listening, he laughed suddenly, then raised his hand casually, and after hearing a few "swish" sounds piercing the air, under the moonlight, he could only see the beams of the ruined temple falling down. Five or six truncated snake bodies.Zhang Liheng has been hunting since he was a child, and he knows snakes very well. When he saw several severed snakes wriggling on the ground and their bodies turned black, he recognized them as venomous snakes.Zhang Liheng glanced at the beam, only saw a few chicken bones sticking in there, he knew that it was the old beggar who hit it there just now, and secretly admired Qi Wuying's skill!
After Qi Wuying beat those poisonous snakes into several pieces, he continued laughing and said: "It seems that your methods of poisonous beggars are not necessarily clever!"

The expression on Fang Bubai's face became a little gloomy, he never thought that the old beggar could find the poisonous snake he had released quietly.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the ruined temple, before people arrived, a voice came first: "Old Qi, beggar, can recognize me, Xue Dalong from the Southern Beggar Gang!"

　There have been power outages in the past two days, and the outline has been lost. I need to reorganize the outline. Today, I will update a small chapter first.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)