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At noon that day, after Ling Hu Chong entrusted the chores at home to his neighbor Second Uncle Li, he took his wife and children, accompanied Wang Leehom and his party, and marched all the way to Pingding Prefecture, where the helm of the Sun Moon Divine Sect was located, Heimu Cliff, day and night. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info at that time was already the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, and the first assistant Zhang Juzheng presided over the court and covered the sky with one hand. He rectified the administration of officials, improved finances, and reduced the people's tax burden, and the originally withered rural society and commodity economy began to gradually prosper. From Jincheng to the east, as soon as Tianshui and Fengxiang passed, the number of traders increased significantly, and the population became more and more dense, which dazzled the brothers and sisters of Ling Hu'an and Ling Huning, who had never seen the world.

That night, the weather changed suddenly and the rain poured down, so that Hu Chong and his party had to take a temporary rest in a hotel on the outskirts of Yanzhou. More than ten people occupied two sets of tables and chairs in the west corner, Ling Hu Chong and his wife and two children were at a table with Wang Leehom, and the rest of the congregation were at a table. Although the dishes and vegetables on the table were abundant, and there were also drinks, the thought of asking the heavenly immortal to pass away made everyone feel sad in their hearts. Everyone is just going to eat something, and occasionally take a sip of stuffy wine. It is in stark contrast to the scene of the drinkers in the hotel lobby shouting and drinking. Children are happy and lively, how can they endure this unusually dull atmosphere? After sitting for a long time, Ling Hu'an begged his mother, "Mom, can I take a turn casually?" Ren Yingying didn't want him to be too restrained, so she agreed to his request, and just told him not to turn too far.

Ling Hu'an turned left and right in the hall, always full of interest. He first stood by the counter and watched the old shopkeeper crackling and calculating, and then went to the center of the lobby to watch a group of fur vendors with Hezhou accents fighting wine and fists, and listened to their "good brothers", "three-star photos", "four happy wealth", "five leaders" and so on, which was very interesting. A black-faced man with a beard and beard in the middle of it may be because of the reason for winning three games in a row, he actually poured himself a drink, drank three bowls in a row, and shouted in his mouth, "Good wine, good wine!" But there was a fat head at the next table who sneered at him in a weird manner, "Wine is good, I'm afraid your good days are coming to an end." ”

"What, what did you say?" the bearded man frowned, looking like he was about to get angry.

The fat man at the next table smiled heavily, "Are you really confused or fake?" Eighteen years ago, Xiang Wentian took over the power of the Sun and Moon God Sect, determined to benefit the rivers and lakes, and ordered his members not to rob or extort innocent merchants again, which left a way for you fur dealers. But recently, rumors have spread in the rivers and lakes that the sect leader Xiang has traveled west with a crane a few days ago. At present, there is endless debate on the Black Wood Cliff, not only is the ownership of the sect leader's throne still undecided, but I don't know whether the future policy on the Black Wood Cliff is the underworld to the left or the white road to the right. Therefore, I advise you to drink wine today and get drunk tomorrow, and drink this glass first. What the hell will happen tomorrow?" Fat Toutuo picked up a large wine bowl on the table and drank it all.

"Okay, just have a drink. The bearded man also drank a large glass of wine. He picked up his wine jug and poured a large bowl of wine into the bowl of the fat head, and then lowered his voice and asked the fat head for advice, "Then, according to your old age, who among the left and right envoys of the Divine Sect and the elders, is the most likely to take over the position of the sect leader, and what kind of path and policy will be implemented in the future?"

Fat Toutuo let out a long sigh, "It's hard to say. It stands to reason that the bright left should make the green bamboo Weng take over the big position, but the green bamboo Weng is old, and he has already retired to the West Lake, not asking about the world, I am afraid that he will unintentionally get into the dust. The Eagle Hero Shangguan Yun is a confidant of the sect leader, his martial arts are outstanding, his knowledge is also shrewd and lively, and he has always had a high voice on the Black Wood Cliff, and even when the sect leader was alive, he often revealed the meaning of inheriting the mantle by him. However, some people also believe that the Holy Aunt Xiang Wan is the pearl in the palm of the sect leader, adhering to the will of the sect leader, and extending grace inside and outside the Divine Sect, and it is not impossible for her to inherit her father's will, but the Holy Aunt Xiang Wan is just a delicate little girl, and she has never really participated in the things in the church, but I am afraid that some people will not accept the boss in their hearts. Now that the sect leader has passed away suddenly, if the battle for the sect leader's throne is not handled properly, I am afraid that the huge Sun and Moon God Sect will soon cause trouble and fall apart. ”

"So, who do you want to take over as the sect leader?" interjected a horse-faced man from the furriers' gang.

"Haha, hahaha......" The fat head Tuoxian laughed wildly for a while, and then said, "According to what I mean, of course, I hope that the Holy Aunt Xiang will take over the teaching affairs." ”

"Why is that?" several people next to him asked in unison, apparently puzzled. At that time, although Ling Hu'an was still young, he also had a lot of insight, and he also felt that if Shenggu Xiang Wan took over the affairs of the sect, I was afraid that she would not be able to control the large number of heroes in the sect.

Seeing that he had firmly grasped the conversation, the fat head couldn't help but feel a little proud, and his words became more and more disproportionate, and his ugliness was revealed, "You don't understand this." I think that back then, when the Oriental Sect Master was in power, he strictly controlled the Jianghu rangers, and his methods were so vicious! We fought with our lives to rob homes and houses, begging for a living on the knife edge, and finally earned some gold and silver, but more than half of them were going to be dedicated to the Sun and Moon God Sect. Later, Tianxing ascended to the position of the sect leader, chivalrous first, not accustomed to vulgar things, and with a wave of his hand, he pardoned the annual tribute of our people. I'm waiting for this to be regarded as a wild lily, and it has ushered in spring. Nowadays, how much you earn, how much you spend, how much you divide gold and silver, and how happy you want to be when you are red. Of course, we support the Holy Aunt Xiang Wan to take over the affairs of the sect and follow the established policy of the sect leader, hahahaha......" After a burst of laughter, the fat head continued, "As the saying goes, if you receive a drop of water, you should repay it with a spring. If the Holy Aunt is in need, I will wait for her to be born and die, and fight with Shangguan Yun who is trying to usurp the throne, even if I lose the life of a poor monk, what is it?"

The fat head Tuo was talking eloquently, and a strong wind blew in his face, and before he could come back to his senses, he was already poured with a bowl of cold wine all over his face. The fat head screamed angrily, wiping the wine on his face with his sleeves, and scolded, "Which beast bastard is plotting against me, and if you have a kind of stand up, fight with your fat grandfather openly." ”

"Hmph, you can't even avoid a bowl of wine, what qualifications do you have to fight with me?" As he spoke, a young man in a black silk cloak stood up next to the table on the upper right side of the fat head. He pulled out the long knife at his waist and walked slowly towards the fat head, obviously not a good person. The fur traders didn't seem to have seen much of the world, and they trembled with fright, and hurriedly retreated to the side, not daring to breathe, and were terrified to the extreme. Ling Hu'an also took a few steps back with the others, his face couldn't help but blush, his heart beat faster, he had never seen this kind of scene so far, and he was inevitably a little excited.

There were six or seven people in the group, and they looked at each other, and they all took out their weapons and beckoned to the young man. Only a few clanging sounds were heard, and the weapons in the hands of the fat head Tuo and his group all fell to the ground, and when they looked closely, they were either bleeding from the sword in their wrists, or they were wearing colors on their arms and dyed their shirts red. Fat Tou Tuo knew that his skills were not as good as others, but he still said in a vicious voice, "It turns out that you are Shen Hansong, if you have the ability, you will kill us all!" When everyone heard this, they were all surprised, this young man who was not good-looking turned out to be the owner of the Shaanxi Qingqi Banner of the Sun Moon God Sect, who was famous in the Shaanxi and Gansu regions, and was nicknamed Shen Hansong who was nicknamed "Recruiting Blood". According to rumors in the rivers and lakes, he made a vicious move, and his moves pointed directly at the other party's acupoints, and he was known for being fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Shen Hansong sneered, "Don't be too complacent. Relying on the order of Heimu Cliff not to kill innocents indiscriminately, I really dare not kill you? Everyone present can see that you have not concealed your mouth, and you have successively offended the names of the sect leader, the Dharma protector, and the holy aunt, and you have the intention of inciting infighting in your own gang. Even if I cut your tongue and break your dog's leg tonight, what other dissenting words can there be on the rivers and lakes? Why don't they all accuse you of talking nonsense and losing proportion?" After Shen Hansong reminded him like this, everyone in the audience couldn't help but nod their heads and say yes, feeling that it was reasonable. The fat head himself trembled after hearing this, cold sweat flowed, and his eyes showed fear.

Shen Hansong continued, "Besides, what kind of good things do you Liangzhou Seven Monsters have? Eight years ago, in Ningxia Mansion, in broad daylight, you first raped and then killed, ruined more than a dozen Qinglou women, and then robbed 3,500 taels of silver. Last year in Qingyang, you Fat Toutuo broke into Zhang Yuanwai's house around the city, and because he didn't agree with each other, he slaughtered a total of 23 people's lives from all over the city. You can live to this day, God is really blind!"

"What? How many of you are the notorious Liangzhou Seven Monsters?" the crowd suddenly burst into an uproar, and the sound of cursing and cursing continued. The fur dealer with the bearded beard glared at the seven men angrily, and scolded, "You dog mongrels, you can't die well...... Before he could finish speaking, the bearded man was already in tears, which obviously touched the most secret tragic experience in his heart. In the past 20 years, the seven monsters of Liangzhou have committed crimes in the Shaanxi and Gansu areas, and the people are extremely angry, and the decent people in the rivers and lakes all want to kill them as soon as possible. It's just that the northwest region is vast, the ethnic composition is complex, and it is not easy to grasp the whereabouts of these seven people, plus the seven monsters of Liangzhou each have a few hands that can't be used, and the seven people join forces, which ordinary martial arts people are their opponents? So that they have been at ease until today. Now that these seven demons have been wounded, it is inevitable that someone will want to come forward and take advantage of this bargain. Sure enough, two Taoist priests dressed as the Kongtong faction and four or five people who couldn't see the origin of the faction, shouting slogans such as "eliminating harm with the people" in their mouths, rushed forward with their swords, and stabbed at the seven monsters of Liangzhou. Although the Seven Monsters of Liangzhou moved left and right, fighting as best they could, but because they had been injured by Shen Hansong to the point of being at the point, they couldn't even hold their weapons, so how could they withstand the fierce attacks of everyone? Poor Liangzhou Seven Monsters, who had been crisscrossing the northwest for many years, died today under the chaotic sword, and they didn't even keep a single corpse.

Seeing that the seven living men were in different places in an instant, blood was spurted, and there were broken arms and legs scattered on the ground, Ling Hu Anrao was a young hero, and he couldn't help but feel nauseous in his stomach, and he almost vomited on the spot. He silently withdrew from the crowd, and while running to his parents, he secretly admired that this "trick to see blood" Shen Hansong was indeed good, not only excellent in martial arts, but also quite strategic, a good plan to kill people with a knife, and in a few words, he actually made the seven monsters of Liangzhou lose their lives. Recalling the scene of the fat head's round head rolling around on the ground, Hu An finally couldn't hold back his horror and fainted next to Ren Yingying.

That night, Ling Hu'an launched a high fever, which scared Ling Huchong and Ren Yingying a lot. Along the way, I invited several famous local doctors to see me, and I also boiled several pairs of Chinese medicine to drink, but there was no obvious improvement. Along the way, I was always confused, and there was always a bloody scene of the unfortunate misfortune of the seven monsters in Liangzhou flashing in front of me. It wasn't until he was about to enter Hebei that his condition gradually improved, the high fever subsided, and he slowly returned to normal.

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