Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty-Seven

Wine!

Wine is good daughter red, what about the dish?

The dishes are naturally those dried meat sausages, although they are not as good as the delicacies of the restaurant, but in this dark passage, it has a unique flavor with fine wine, and this is also the most relaxed time for Long Feiyun and the others these days, so everyone laughs very happily, and even the air flowing in the dark passage seems to have a hint of happiness!

Wine does not get people drunk, but happy laughter is already intoxicating!

In the next few days, I always heard joyful laughter in the dark passage, which made the dark passage that did not see the light of day seem to be full of vitality!

Songshan!

Shaolin Temple!

The Songshan Shaolin Temple under the sunset is more and more solemn in the morning bell of the twilight drum, and there is a quiet and peaceful atmosphere in the solemnity!

Master Wuxiang, the head of Shaolin with a compassionate face, sat on the futon, surrounded by wisps of fragrance, with slightly closed eyes and a snow-white beard under his forehead, he really looked like a monk!

After a while, Master Wuxiang slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he whispered: "Amitabha!

An old monk with a wrinkled face on the side said: "Amitabha! Since Long Feiyun showed up at the Gaosheng Inn in Yongcheng a few days ago, there has been no news of him, could it be that Long Feiyun has been poisoned by the Zhuge Gang?"

The Master of Thoughtlessness shook his white beard, and instead of speaking, he fell into deep thought......

Another old monk said: "Amitabha! If Long Feiyun is also poisoned by the Zhuge Gang? I am afraid that the martial arts will set off an unprecedented storm, and the rivers and lakes will inevitably have another bloody storm from now on?"

Master Wuxiang said: "Amitabha! Long Feiyun's life and death are especially known, and the two junior disciples don't need to be too pessimistic! The Zhuge Gang is brutal and indiscriminately kills innocents, and even our Buddhist cultivators have the heart to kill demons and subdue demons, this kind of martial arts scum, even if they have the upper hand for a while, I am afraid that they will inevitably end up in a bleak end! Yes, we just need to wait and see what happens, but we still have to pay attention to Long Feiyun's whereabouts, and we may be able to help at that time!"

The two old monks said in unison: "Amitabha! What the senior brother said is very reasonable, and we will act in accordance with the abbot's decree!" After saying that, Qi Qi exited the meditation room of Master Wuxiang!

Wudang Mountain!

The head of Wudang, Zhiqiu Dao, stood on top of the Wudang Golden Peak, the green pine in the valley under his feet was surrounded by clouds and mist, and the green pine occasionally poked out, and several birds flew in the clouds and pines, and from time to time let out a few light cries, which made people suspect that they had entered the realm of immortals, and suddenly felt that the world was so big, and the small between the vast was like a fine dust in the world......

The head of Wudang knows that the long beard and hair of the Autumn Dao are all half white, a half-old Taoist robe with an ancient and clumsy face, and the mountain wind blows through the clothes, which is really like jumping out of the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements Immortals......

Two gray figures suddenly appeared on the path up the mountain, the speed was extremely fast, and the kung fu of only a cup of tea had already reached the back of the Zhiqiu Daoist, and suddenly they stood up, and they were actually two middle-aged Taoists!

After a while, the head of Wudang, Zhiqiu Dao Chang, looked back at the thin Taoist on the left side like a lightning bolt and asked, "Long Feiyun hasn't appeared yet?"

The short-lived middle-aged Taoist said with a respectful face: "It's been five days, Long Feiyun seems to have disappeared out of thin air, it can't be that he was poisoned by the Zhuge Gang!"

The head of Wudang, Zhiqiu Daochang, smiled and said: "Sometimes there is no news, it may not be good news! What's more, Long Feiyun still has Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, and Lei Dongtian, the old drunkard, beside him, which one is not a difficult character, but I am afraid that the person who really has a headache at this time should be the Zhuge Gang! Recently, what has the Zhuge Gang done?"

The tall and burly middle-aged Taoist on the right said: "It's really strange that the Zhuge Gang has disappeared without a trace since they wiped out Second Master Yu and Third Master Yao in Yongcheng!"

Wudang head Zhiqiu Dao Chang snorted coldly and said: "The Zhuge Gang has always been like this, but there is no need to make a fuss!" But we still can't take it lightly, so as not to fall into the tricks of the Zhuge Gang, what news is there about the map of the small valley of the Zhuge Gang?"

The short-lived middle-aged man said: "There are many opinions on the rivers and lakes, but few people believe that it is a real map of the Zhuge Gang, otherwise why would the Zhuge Gang not make any moves, as if they didn't care!"

Wudang head Zhiqiu Dao Chang looked down at the valley under his feet, and said with a smile: "False is true and true, Zhuge Gang plays well with this hand, the more you don't care, no one will believe it, others don't believe Long Feiyun's words, how can I not believe it! Order my Wudang disciple to secretly investigate, don't miss your tracks, and you must ensure your own safety!"

The tall and burly middle-aged Taoist on the right said: "There is one more thing in charge, it is said that Nangong Aoxue has also left Aoxue Villa!"

Wudang head Zhiqiu Dao Chang laughed and said: "What a Nangong Aoxue, Lao Dao thinks that only Lao Dao believes in the map of the Zhuge Gang's small valley at this time, it turns out that Nangong Aoxue has also appeared, this time I am afraid that the Zhuge Gang will not only have a headache, but also worry about being cut off at any time!"

The short-lived middle-aged Taoist said, "How does the head know that Nangong Aoxue is also here for the Zhuge Gang?"

Who knows, the head of Wudang, Zhiqiu Daochang, asked rhetorically: "What do you think of Nangong Aoxue?"

The tall and burly middle-aged Taoist said: "Nangong Aoxue is cold, arrogant, quirky and rarely speaks, cold as his world-famous arrogant blood knife, but the people he killed are all extremely heinous people, except for being ruthless, he is not a real man!"

Wudang head Zhiqiu Dao said: "What a man, what a high comment, but Nangong Aoxue really deserves it! In fact, you have all missed one point, that is, Nangong Aoxue and Long Feiyun are the same kind of people, but they have different temperaments, one kills people and the other does not kill people! Otherwise, how could Long Feiyun and Nangong Aoxue become friends!"

The short, middle-aged Taoist said: "Since the head of the sect has concluded that the small valley map of the Zhuge Gang is true, Long Feiyun shouldn't make it known to everyone in the rivers and lakes, why did Long Feiyun do this?"

Wudang head Zhiqiu Daoist pondered for a moment and said: "I guess Long Feiyun really doesn't know where that small valley is? is to use the power of the rivers and lakes to find out the true location of the small valley, after all, how secret the small valley is, and someone will eventually go there, I'm afraid that no one cares! Second, Long Feiyun was only afraid that he had the intention of distracting the Zhuge Gang at that time, or maybe he was passing the news to Nangong Aoxue, and it is not known, as for the details in the middle, I am afraid that only when I see Long Feiyun in the future can I know the truth!"

The tall and burly middle-aged Taoist said: "There is also news, that is, a broken house in Yongcheng inexplicably caught fire, it is said that the bodies in the house are three men and one woman, and many people in the rivers and lakes doubt that it will be Long Feiyun who died!"

Wudang head Zhiqiu Dao Chang smiled dumbly and said: "Not to mention Long Feiyun, how could the two people, the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing, easily die in a fire? Not to mention that Long Feiyun believes in the old way, Long Feiyun is only afraid that not only is he not dead, it seems that the secret of the Zhuge Gang will not be able to be kept after all!"

The mountain wind blew, and the head of Wudang, Zhiqiu Daochang, seemed to no longer want to speak, waved his hand slightly, and the two middle-aged Daoists bowed slightly, and disappeared among the clouds and green pines in a moment along the road they came......

I don't know how long it took, the head of Wudang, Zhiqiu Daochang, muttered with a blank look in his eyes: "Skynet is restored and not leaked, how long can the Zhuge Gang see how long you can still be murderous?"

A person, a knife, walking alone between the mountains and wilderness, seems to be particularly fond of the small valley, a pair of cold eyes are as sharp as a knife, although it is not the place he is looking for every time, but in Nangong Aoxue's eyes, there is no half of disappointment, but the eyes are full of perseverance!

In the past seven days, almost everywhere Nangong Aoxue goes, she will inevitably survey all the small valleys here, and there are no small valleys similar to the map in her arms!

Nangong Aoxue was not discouraged in the slightest, but believed that the map in her arms must be the real Zhuge Gang's general altar map!

The reason why Nangong Aoxue is convinced is that firstly because of one person, this person is of course Long Feiyun, secondly, because the more difficult it is to find the small valley in this map, the more it just shows that the map is real, and third, the Zhuge Gang does not care about this map so much, and its behavior is too abnormal, it is all added together, how can Nangong Aoxue still have doubts!

What's more, there is also Long Feiyun, as long as Long Feiyun says a word, Nangong Aoxue will be convinced, this is a kind of trust between friends, this trust is just like Long Feiyun is the same as Nangong Aoxue, that is the best emotion between men, and it is also an indispensable thing between people!

Of course, there are not many people in the world who can convince Nangong Aoxue, and it is just Long Feiyun who is one!

The night breeze is very cool, a beautiful woman with a lost face stepped on the moon, the wildflowers in the night are extremely beautiful, mixed with the weeds to send out a faint intoxicating aroma, the starry fireflies are hazy in the night, people seem to be in a beautiful picture!

Suddenly, the beautiful woman with a lost face stopped suddenly, the look in her eyes was surprised and respectful, and she looked ahead blankly......

There were only a few wild flowers and weeds in front of him, but at this moment, a white mist rose inexplicably, and a vague figure stood in the white mist, and even the outline of his face could not be seen clearly, leaving only a pair of cold eyes looking at the beautiful woman, like a poisonous snake!

After a while, the beautiful woman bowed down and made a strange gesture and said, "The subordinate Peony has seen the helper!"

The vague figure in the white mist, his voice was extremely soft, but with an inviolable majesty, he said: "Peony, you are emotional!"

Peony's body trembled, shook his head, and said, "My subordinates don't!"

The soft and inviolable voice of the vague figure spoke again: "You have deceived others in this matter, have you deceived your own heart? What's more, you are not the first person who has made such a mistake, and you will not be the last, so you don't have to be afraid, if I want to kill you, why don't you die once at this moment!"