Zhui Xu

The sun has set, and the gurgling brook is flowing in the mountains.

On the hillside by the stream, the place that was blocked by the big rocks from the night wind turned into a small kitchen.

The firewood was burning in the newly built stove. The fragrant rice was boiled in the iron pan, and grilled fish and frogs that began to turn yellow were skewered on the fire beside the iron pan, or on the bamboo or wooden brazier.

The little monk swallowed his saliva and sat aside, watching with some admiration the young man on the opposite side took out powders such as salt and cornel from the medicine box. When the fish and frogs were almost roasted, they were treated in a dreamlike manner. Sprinkle it lightly, and suddenly there seemed to be an even stranger fragrance coming out.

"Ah... Amitabha. The benefactor has cooked so much rice, what should I do tomorrow..." The little monk gulped.

"Do you eat very little?"

"Little, little..." The little monk hesitated.

"Okay, everyone is a martial artist, and occasionally I have to have a good meal. I was thinking about the tooth sacrifice tonight. You are lucky if you meet."

The little monk stared at him in amazement, pulling apart the small cloth bag beside him, and took out half of the roast duck from the middle. After a while, he said: "Is the giver and the benefactor a martial artist?"

"How? I can't tell. I'm a doctor, and I study Wu Qin Xi."

"Ah, Xiao Na knows that there are tigers, deer, bears, apes, and birds."

"No, it's cat boxing, horse boxing, panda boxing, monkey boxing and chicken boxing."

"Uh... but my master said..."

"Is your master a doctor?"

"No, he is a monk."

"So, he knows what Wu Qin Xi is. Next time you see him, you should be brave enough to correct his mistakes." The young man broke the roast duck, "...By the way, don't you monks can't eat meat?"

"Ah, Amitabha, Master said that the creatures in the world chase and hunt each other, it is natural instinct and conforms to the principle of the great principle. In order to be full, it has nothing to do with what you eat. Since everything is empty, meat is empty and vegetarian is empty. Don’t fall into greed, that’s just useless killing. So we can’t fish with nets or hooks, but if we just want to eat, we can catch with our hands.”

"Oh... Your master has something..."

"Haha, he is a fat man..."

The small rice bowl used for alms was filled with rice, and then piled with grilled fish, frogs, and roast duck. The little monk held it in his hand, his stomach groaned, and the teenager on the opposite side also used his own bowl to hold the food, the fire shining brightly. Tao Silhouette made a few refreshing gestures, and then all bowed his head and started to eat.

"...Where is your master?"

"Master went to the city to eat delicious food. He said that if I followed him, it would be useless to practice, so he let me go alone, and I won't be allowed to claim his name when something happens."

"Oh. Your master has something."

"Haha...what's your name, donor?"

"Me? Hey! That's amazing." The figure on the stone wall stood up, and under the light of the fire, it looked very tall and fangs and claws, "My name is-Dragon!"

The voice paused: "Oh!"

"day--!"

The imposing voice echoed in the night.

"Ah..." The little monk widened his eyes, "Dragon...Dragon..."

"Yes, Long! Ao! God!" Long Aotian said as he squatted down and grilled rice. In order to show a low profile, he said, "Just call me Long Brother."

"Brother Long." Under the temptation of meals, the little monk showed the potential of being an excellent follower: "Your name is so murderous and powerful."

"Hey, I still use you to say it."

It’s not easy to travel in troubled times, so I would rather stay out of the southwest for two or three months, because a pure face deceived a lot of food and drink in front of adults, but I rarely meet a traveler who looks like a little monk and is younger than myself. In addition, the opponent's martial arts is also good, giving people a good impression, and now he also expresses his domineering and revealing image of big brother. The little monk is really innocent, and from time to time, under the influence of domineering, he shows worshipful eyes, and then he uses his force to pick up rice.

The two parties ate and exchanged messages. After a while, Ning Ji knew that this little monk was originally from the Jin area. When the Jurchen went south last time, his mother died and his father disappeared. Adoption is a way to survive.

The master of the little monk should be a master of martial arts. This time he took the little monk all the way south. On the way, he had exchanges with many people who are said to be good at martial arts. He even had several deeds of chivalry and justice. Traces of travels of some people in the Green Forest. After arriving near Jiangning, the two sides separated.

When asked for the name of the other party, the little monk hesitated a little: "Master said... I won't let me say my name when I get here, I..."

He was embarrassed when he talked about this, but Ning Ji nodded in understanding: "You have something to master..." This type of martial arts masters will probably have a lot of entertainment after arriving in Jiangning, and they will meet many people's praise. When he got here, he separated from his disciple, and he was not allowed to play his own banner. On the one hand, he wanted the little monk to undergo real experience, on the other hand, he had enough confidence in his disciple's skill.

There are a lot of taboos when walking around the rivers and lakes. Things that the other party can't say are rather "knowledgeable" and don't ask. On his side, when he said that he was from the southwest, the little monk's eyes became round again, and he repeatedly asked how the Southwest Black Flag Army defeated the Jurchen.

His parents died and disappeared when the Jurchens went south last time. Therefore, they hate the Jurchens the most. They also admire the black flags that can defeat the Jurchens. Ning Ji was even more happy when he saw his look like this. He talked to the little monk about all kinds of things on the battlefield. He pointed the country and raised the words, and even waved the branches with fire, wishing to draw a marching picture on the big stone. A few bites less.

The two ate up all the food and talked about each other by the bonfire, occasionally jumping and dancing. Ning Ji talked about things on the battlefield. Naturally, under the guise of others, he often said "a friend of mine." The little monk listened intently and barked "Wow", wishing to kneel down for the heroes of the Huaxia Army, only occasionally. When it comes to the details of the fight and the number of martial arts, they have shown considerable accomplishments.

Ning Ji talked about the fight with the Jurchen scouts on the battlefield. Naturally, he used his name one by one, and sometimes used pseudonyms such as "yellow dog peeing" or "lion hitting the wall." Can guess many correct plots and moves with a little clue.

Of course, at this time, the domineering and revealing Long Aotian slapped the little monk on the head: "I am a doctor or you are a doctor. I say that a yellow dog peeing is a yellow dog peeing! Then I talk back and I will slap you. head!"

The little monk crouched aside, clutching his head, hehe to please: "Oh..."

It was the night of August 14th, a round moon rose in the sky, sparks spread, and two young men happily told stories like this and that kind on the side of the big stone. There are so many things in the southwest. The little monk asks and asks, but he can't finish talking about it in bits and pieces. Instead, he said: "You will know if you have time to go over and see."

The little monk also nodded: "Well, I will go in the future... After my mother is dead, maybe my father will go to the Huaxia Army."

After he was taken in by the master, he experienced wars, fights, and all kinds of dangerous tests that he almost died, and his impression of his father has long been bleak. It's just that I have been living in the rivers and lakes over the years, and I still remember the idea of ​​finding my father in my heart. Maybe if you find it, if you have a father and a master, you will have a perfect home and you can settle down.

When he said this, he was a little sad. He would rather take a branch and say, "Well, bald, since your master doesn't want you to use your original name, then I will give you a new name. Let me tell you. , This name is amazing, my father took it."

The little monk nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

He sat cross-legged, watching the other party write three black and crooked words on the stone with the firewood sticks: Monkey King.

"what is this?"

"This is the most powerful monkey in the world."

"It's a monkey..."

"It's the most powerful monkey—"

On the side of the stream, on the hillside, beside the big stone full of warm breath, Long Aotian’s figure with teeth and claws was reflected on the stone wall, and he exaggeratedly told the story about monkeys with his little friend. After a while, the little monk also opened his mouth. There was a "wow" exclamation.

"Tell you, I wouldn't give him this name for ordinary people. You will walk the rivers and lakes in the future, and you will be a hero. I heard this name, then I know you do it..."

The bonfire was beeping and burning. In this duckweed-like gathering, sparks that rose occasionally flew toward the sky, gradually, as if intertwined with the stars...

...

The light dust flew into the night sky, drifted across a short distance of the hillside, turned into dull ashes and fell, melting into the stream. The stream turns into a small river, and the small river twists and turns into the big river. Under this sky, it stretches into a mighty intertwined waterway.

More than 20 miles away from this inconspicuous mountain slope, the Qinhuai River as a waterway passes through the ancient city of Jiangning, and thousands of lights are spreading across the land.

To the west of Jiangning city, clusters of torches were burning, illuminating the cluttered streets with light and shadow. This is a night market opened after the fairness party occupied Jiangning. The surrounding street shops have been beaten up, and some have burnt black ash. Some of the shops now have new owners, and there are also woods of this kind. The tents were erected crookedly, and fair party members with skill set up vendors here. Due to the increasing number of outsiders, it seemed quite lively for a while.

If the five branches of the Fair Party are relatively strict, they must first belong to the team under the command of the "King of Fairness" He Wen. If his army breaks down the city and occupies land, many times it will still leave some old places. The other ones have their own killings. Baofeng, the "king of equality", often makes sense, but he has the most search for gold and silver properties. The army under the "king of Gao Tian" is the most elite, but the soldiers can't help but vent three or five days after entering the city. It is also normal; the "Roller King" has the most followers. Every time he beats the gongs and drums to enter the city, he just wants what he wants in the name of an infertile mother; as for the "king of Yama" Zhou Shang, there is a lot of wealth. No one can stay, and the magnificent and magnificent places will be burned to the ground. By now, they are "relatively rich", and those with a more orderly family are often no longer able to accommodate them.

Wearing a shabby black suit, You Hongzhuo found a seat in this night market and asked the store for a plate of vegetarian meat, a glass of water, and a bowl of food.

While waiting for the food to come up, his gaze swept across the many flags hanging in the darkness around him, as well as the signs of white lotus and big sun hanging everywhere-this is a place under the care of the "runner king" without a living army. Streets. After traveling the rivers and lakes for these years, he has gained a lot of knowledge from Jindi to the southwest, but he has not seen such a strong atmosphere of the Great Guangming Church in Jiangning for a long time.

He has always had an enmity with the Great Illuminati. His parents and family died at the hands of these believers at first. Over the years, he has relatively liked to approach these religious fools, and he would destroy them when they saw any plans.

Of course, it hasn't reached the point where it needs to be destroyed. He rubbed his chopsticks in his hand, recalling the information that he had just obtained from Baoqiang.

This way to Jiangning, there is no specific purpose except to increase the practice of martial arts. If you really want to find one, it is probably within the scope of your ability to find out the inside story of the Jiangning meeting for the female prime ministers of Jin.

Now the entire chaotic conference has just begun, and all parties have set up a ring to recruit troops. There are a lot of variables in who will stand in the end. But he found a path in the green woods, approached this well-informed person, and bought some information that may be considered reliable at this stage at a relatively low price for reference.

At the current Jiangning Conference, the most likely conflagration will be the "King of Justice" He Wen who wants to kill the "King of Yama" Zhou Shang. Mr. He Wenhe asked his subordinates to follow the rules, and Zhou Shang was the least of them. The subordinates were extreme and paranoid, and slaughtered all the wealthy people wherever they went. Among the many arguments, these two people are the most intractable polarities within the fair party.

However, due to the extreme practices of Zhou and Shang, there were actually frictions and disagreements between the first series of Yama King and the other four series. For example, on the side of the "king of runners", the "Jackdaw" who is now in charge of the eight chief "undead guards" Chen Juefang, originally a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River, has always been a devout believer of the Great Illuminati Sect. He has done a lot of good deeds by giving medicines, donating silver and materials during the week. After the fairness party uprised, King Yama rushed into Chen Juefang’s house and burned and killed them. Later, this incident led to the killing of thousands of people on the edge of Taihu Lake. The two sides had settled on this matter. Vengeful.

This kind of enmity with the Yama King has accumulated a lot in the other lines that are willing to accept the rich anyway and wash away. In the past two years, although the "king of Yama" and the people under his command were called evil demons of the outside world, because of their most radical and thorough slogans, they quickly collected a large number of supporters. They only do destruction, not construction. Whenever they go to a place, they eat and wipe everyone's belongings, and then roll down to the next place.

Up to now, the Zhou and Shang dynasties have gained great momentum, but in terms of numbers, it is said that they have faintly surpassed the "runner king" who originally relied on the Great Guangming Church.

——This is the biggest reason why He Wen and the other lines are likely to move him together.

In addition to "Yam King" Zhou Shang faintly becoming the target of public criticism, this conference is likely to cause conflicts, and also the power struggle between "King of Justice" He Wen and "King of Equality" Shi Baofeng. Although Baofeng was in charge of many internal affairs of the Fair Party with the support of Mr. He, with the expansion of his basic board, now the tail is still big, and among the population, it has almost turned into a larger business than the Southwest "Zhu Ji". Body, this falls in the eyes of many insightful people, it is bound to be an intolerable hidden danger.

For many high-ranking figures in the Fair Party, most of them think that Shi Baofeng’s challenge to Mr. He is still Zhou Shang who does not listen to persuasion.

In the atmosphere where Mr. He "may act on Zhou Shang" and "may act on Shi Baofeng", there is also a kind of public opinion that is gradually emerging in private. This kind of public opinion says that the "king of justice" Mr. He has a strong desire for power and cannot tolerate others. Since he is still the leader of the fair party and the strongest party, this gathering may become The remaining four are against Mr. He's family. The privately circulated public opinion on the "lust for power" is creating momentum for this.

The information provided by the "Bao Inquiry" is reasonable and well-founded, but it can only be regarded as a fairly regular commodity. Of course, You Hongzhuo didn't expect to get top-secret information about how heart-wrenching the other party was.

If you can get a general idea of ​​the situation, and then slowly look at it, you will always have the opportunity to master it. And no matter who in Jiangning City plays the dog's brain with whom, I will always watch the excitement. At most, I will take a few moments to cut a few knives according to the Da Guangming. Anyway, there are so many people, who is not the one, they should care too. But come.

With these things in his mind, the shopkeeper there brought the food and You Hongzhuo lowered his head and ate a few bites. People are noisy in the night market nearby, and guests come and go from time to time. Several men in gray and black shirts passed by You Hongzhuo, the shop Xiaoer enthusiastically came to entertain him, and led a few people to sit down on the table not far in front.

You Hongzhuo ate something and took a few glances. These people in front of him were the so-called "undead guards" in the Eight Chiefs of the "Ranking King". His heart is a little funny, like the stupid sects of the Great Guangming Sect who originally liked to make some fancy gimmicks, these years have become more and more irrelevant. "Army", "Undead Guard"...If he drew his sword and cut down one on the spot, could he still get up on the spot, and if he died...it would be embarrassing to think about it.

He walked the rivers and lakes for several years, and only used his spare time to look at people. Others only thought he was eating with his head down, and it was extremely difficult to notice his observation. At this time, as the light and shadow of the torch were extinguished, You Hongzhuo's eyes condensed slightly, and the movements in his hands slowed down subconsciously. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

What he saw was the weapon worn by the waist of a man sitting with his back facing him in the undead guard opposite.

That is a steel whip.

This kind of steel whip was once familiar to You Hongzhuo, even holding it in his hand, he even remembered some of the essentials of using it.

He only came out of the small mountain village many years ago. Before he met Mr. Zhao and his wife, he had six brothers and sisters who had bowed before him. Among them, the elder brother Luan Fei, who is not smiling and has a scar on his face, is a spy who collects gold and silver for Wang Juyun, the "master of chaos". He is a pair with the third sister Qin Xiang, who has a gentle personality and a birthmark on his face. The fourth brother's name was Kuang Wenbai, who was good at using single whip, but actually came from a disciplinary rudder of the Great Guangming Church, and finally... betrayed them.

He still remembers the scene when his third sister Qin Xiang had her arm broken and her head cut off...

Later in Zezhou, he met Kuang Wenbo again after separating from Mr. and Mr. Zhao and his wife was sent to prison...

After the seven brothers, You Hongzhuo only saw the death of the third sister with his own eyes. Later, he traveled all over the land, defended the female appearance, and once had the opportunity to meet with high-level figures in the land. But for what happened to the eldest brother Luan Fei, whether the second brother Lu Guangzhi, fifth brother Lezheng, and sixth brother Qian Heng had escaped the pursuit, he never asked anyone, including Wang Juyun.

He has always been very worried about the whereabouts of his fourth brother Kuang Wenbai...

The flames inside and outside the shop are beeping, the smell of smoke, the smell of dishes, the smell of sewage, and the faint rancid smell are floating in the night sky. You Hongzhuo slowly eats the food, his eyes are only on the steel whip, and the road is unrecognizable. Shaking on his back. After a while, he finished eating, gently put down his chopsticks, then rubbed his palms and placed them on his face, just sitting in silence with his eyes closed for a long time.

His heart was excited and it was difficult to calm down. He didn't know what to do now...