Verse 3: Hearsay

Nangong Dirong changed into a pink dress and walked out with Jinxi. Gou Shuo and the others just used ordinary incense, both of them had internal strength, and after washing their faces, the medicinal power had almost retreated, but they were still a little dizzy.

Nangong Jiu said: "It's good to see that you're okay." Brother Nine didn't teach them a lesson for you, wouldn't you be upset?" Nangong Dirong smiled: "What did you say, brother, if you hadn't arrived in time, there would be no Nangong Dirong in the world." It's too late for my sister to thank you, how can I blame you?"

She asked Jinxi to take out the Poria cocos in the baggage to show Nangong Jiu, and told her about the daytime.

Nangong Dirong said: "This is what the old beggar put in our baggage." I still don't understand what he means, it stands to reason that with his ability, there is no need to be afraid of the lord of Sancai Castle, this plan to steal beams and change pillars is superfluous. But he wants this poria, but why should he put it in my baggage?"

Nangong Jiudao: "This Poria has been around for a hundred years, and it has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, which is extremely rare." No wonder Peng Tianshi did not hesitate to invite masters to come and ask for it. Nangong Dirong nodded and said, "Yes, that's why I don't understand even more about what that old beggar wants to do." ”

Nangong Jiu sighed: "It would be great if he could send this Poria home as soon as possible." Nangong Dirong said puzzledly: "Huh?" Nangong Jiu realized that he had too much to say, shook his head, and stopped talking.

Nangong Dirong saw that he looked lonely, very different from the past, her heart was strange, and she thought of the beggar's book, and couldn't help asking, "Brother Jiu, is there something wrong at home?"

Nangong Jiu's expression changed greatly, as if he was afraid and regretful. He sighed and said slowly, "...... Home, there is no more. ”

"What!?" Nangong Dirong and Jinxi exclaimed together.

"What the hell is going on?" Nangong Dirong hurriedly asked.

"Dirong, don't go back. You and Jinxi will wander the world and forget about the Nangong family. "Nangong Jiu is meaningful. Nangong Dirong bit her lower lip, her brows furrowed, she couldn't understand Nangong Jiu's words. Although she understood all the words he said, she understood the meaning of all the words.

However, she really didn't understand.

Why did Nangong Jiu, the second son of the Nangong family and one of the heirs of the dignified Nangong family, say such a thing. He was supposed to be a high-spirited person, he was supposed to be a complacent person.

But why is he so decadent?

"I won't go back, now I can only go to the point. Ogi Rong, you have to take care. Nangong Jiu was relieved. He patted Nangong Dirong on the shoulder, turned his head to Jinxi and said, "Take care of your young lady." After saying that, it was also a leap, climbing over the courtyard wall and disappearing into the night.

The next day, Nangong Dirong and Jinxi went in the direction of Xingtai. If she didn't go back to Nangong Villa in person to see what was going on, she would not be reconciled.

They came from the grassland to play, and they cherished these two Dawan horses very much along the way, and at this time they were so worried that they did not care about the horsepower at all, and ran for more than 100 miles in a row. If you run in this way, if you continue to run, even if it is a good horse, it will be quite damaged.

Jinxi saw that Nangong Dirong was pale, didn't eat breakfast or say anything, and was very worried in her heart. "Miss, we've been on the road for a morning, and even if people aren't tired, the mount can't stand it. ”

Di Rong knew that what Jin Xi said was not unreasonable, so she had to sigh and take a breath for the horse. The two sat down at a tea shop on the side of the road, ordered a pot of tea, and took a break by the way.

"Have you heard? Something happened to the Nangong family. No sooner had they taken their seats than they heard the tea guests discussing topics they minded. The root of mind lies in caring, and caring comes from caring about oneself.

If it's none of their business, who cares?

They listened quietly, and the teacup they picked up held to their lips, as if it had been forgotten.

The speaker was a tea merchant in his fifties, well-dressed, with a sword on his left hand.

"Hey, that's the big news now, and it's getting all over the place. "At the same table was a middle-aged tea customer, armed with a single knife.

"That's not it, the Northern Martial Arts is about to change. Alas, I really can't imagine that Nangong Feifeng I's fame would die at the hands of an unfilial son. After the old tea guest finished speaking, he heard the sound of a teacup falling to the ground and shattering. He turned his head and saw two girls at the back table, one of whom was pale, his right hand resting on his chest, and his five fingers were empty.

People are always curious, curious about other people's words, other people's actions, other people's secrets.

Curious, they don't take it lightly.

He slowly turned his head and continued to talk: "Now that the Nangong family is in a good mood, it is difficult to say who is respected in the north of this river. ”

The other said, "That's right, dude. In the past, the Nangong family was the first in Hebei, which Jianghu people dared not sell their face? Now that the old man Feifeng is driving a crane to the west, there is such an unfilial son who kills his father, hehe, this situation can be described as taking a sharp turn for the worse. ”

"Isn't it, in the past, the Nangong family, the Tangmen of Sichuan, and the Shen family of Jiangnan were all together, and they have always been the largest force in the north. Now that Nangong Feifeng is dead, the prestige of the Nangong family has been greatly lost, and now the north is directly subordinate to the first line of Shaanxi, and they are all eager to try to grab the first position in the northern martial arts. ”

"Not bad. Thinking that Peng Tianshi, the lord of Sancai Fort, was the first to hold back and moved. If you want to say that Sancai Fort and the Nangong family are originally feuding, how can you let go of this opportunity? I heard that a few days ago, he invited many good people to discuss in his Sancai Fort, and many of them were figures from the three evil sects. ”

"Aren't these three evil sects all under the orders of the Qinghai Black Sect? Could it be that this Peng Tianshi actually has dealings with the Black Sect?"

"You don't understand this, as far as I know, it is the rebel Nangong Jiu who killed his father who colluded with the Black Sect!" When the man said this, a crisp female voice behind him shouted: "You nonsense!" He turned his head twice, only to see the two girls in pink standing up, and it was the girl with a double beard who just spoke.

The old tea guest smiled: "Hehe, the old man has never spoken, how can the girl slander?" Jinxi was about to reply, but was stopped by Nangong Dirong beside her.

Nangong Dirong stepped forward and asked calmly: "Dare to ask the two, where did these rumors come from? Is it really Nangong Jiu who killed the owner of Nangong Village?"

The tea guest saw that although Nangong Dirong's face was pale, his expression was a little sad, and it was very strange. But he still replied: "This, this news has already spread all over the country, girl, you don't even know?"

Nangong Dirong's shoulders trembled slightly, and she bit her lip and said, "Please also tell me the ins and outs, the little woman is grateful to Dade, and there is nothing to repay." Jinxi, take ten taels of silver to this uncle. Jinxi took out the silver and handed it to the tea guest, who hurriedly excused himself and said, "Hey, how dare you do this?" Having said that, the silver still took it honestly and unceremoniously.

"That was six days ago. Let's say that on that day, the two brothers Nangong Yuan and Nangong Jiu gathered on the Qingfeng Tower in order to compete for the position of the heir of the owner. The two each brought more than 100 heroes and set up five competitions. This battle is really dark, flying sand and rocks. As the saying goes: "Take other people's soft hands, eat other people's shortest". This tea guest has received the silver from Miss Nangong, and when it comes to telling stories, it is really a must-have, endless, like a storyteller.

"When the battle reaches the interval, something strange happens. The old housekeeper of the Nangong family suddenly appeared, and the owner of the Yundao Nangong Village was attacked by the killer of the Star Picking Tower and was seriously injured. If you want to think about how many heroes and heroes did the two Nangong family bring when they competed? But how can Nangong Feifeng be an idle person, how can he be afraid of ordinary Xiaoxiao? It's just that he never expected that the eight masters of the Star Picking Tower would shoot together, and the hero couldn't stand the crowd, and his two fists would be difficult to defeat with four hands. The owner of Nangong Zhuang was seriously injured, but he still repelled the eight killers. ”

"And what happened later?" Nangong Dirong's father and daughter naturally asked.

"Hey, after the owner of Nangong Zhuang repelled the group of stars and stars, he was also dying. At this time, Nangong Jiu had already rushed back and rushed towards the owner of Nangong Village. The owner of Nangong Zhuang only said that he must come over to help him, but unexpectedly, the beast actually hid a dagger, and it was inserted into the heart of the old owner of Nangong at once!"

"Ah!" Nangong Dirong and Jinxi both exclaimed. Nangong Dirong couldn't help the sourness on her nose, and she didn't want to lose her posture in front of people, so she hurriedly turned her back.

The old owner of Nangong never imagined until he died that his youngest son would be so vicious that he would not even let go of his biological father for the sake of his powerful position. After the tea guest finished speaking, he raised his cup and drank the tea into his throat. The tea guest sitting next to him also pounded the table and said angrily: "This Nangong Jiu is really a beast that is not as good as a beast! Even the eighteenth layer of hell is cheap for him!"

Jin Xi helped Nangong Di Rong and said softly, "Miss?" Di Rong put down the hand covering her nose, turned around and asked, "Thank you for informing." Do you see all of this with your own eyes?"

The tea guest said: "It's the news from the high-rollers who went to Qingfeng Mansion that day. ”

Nangong Dirong nodded, and asked again: "Then what is the matter with Peng Tianshi of Sancai Fort who wants to win the first position in the Northern Martial Arts?"

"Well, the old man doesn't know about it, he only knows that there were many martial arts colleagues in Sancai Fort that day, most of them were sect gangs that were not on good terms with the Nangong family, and it was expected that they would be fighting for the death of Nangong Feifeng. ”

Another middle-aged tea guest said, "I just came from the west, and I heard from the Venerable Master. Peng Tianshi, the lord of Sancai Fort, got two treasures out of nowhere, one of which was a hundred-year-old poria, which had the effect of bringing the dead back to life. Everyone is licking the blood on the head of the knife, it is difficult to ensure that there is no injury, and it may not be possible to invite the Shen Shen doctor of the Shen family in Jiangnan, so this Poria cocos is extremely precious, and it is hard to find. And another treasure is even more valuable. At this point, he deliberately took a sip of tea.

The old tea guest urged, "What is it? ”

"Brother, do you know who respected the Jianghu martial arts twenty years ago?"

"The old man has been in the rivers and lakes for more than 30 years, and he was still a hairy boy 20 years ago, but he has heard a thing or two. At that time, there were four sects in martial arts, Buddha, Demon, Benevolence, and Wisdom. I remember that there was a proverb at that time, waiting for the old man to think about it. Well, yes. 'Benevolence is the peace of the world, wisdom calms the eight, the Buddha lotus can help all sentient beings, and the devil can kill everything. At that time, the martial arts were respected by these four sects. ”

"Exactly! I don't want my brother to remember these martial arts stories so clearly. Thinking about this old thing, except for those of us who are still alive, I am afraid that no one cares about it for a long time. Which of the young people of the younger generation will know? Then ask my brother again, do you know why the rivers and lakes today don't hear of these four sects?"

"This ......" The old tea guest paused, his face twitching slightly, as if he had thought of something terrible. He sighed and said, "Twenty years. Alas, there have been many changes in the rivers and lakes in the past 20 years, but no matter which one happens, it is not as good as that one. ”

"Hey, this is a tragic thing, don't mention it. The middle-aged man also seemed to have palpitations, and he said, "Just because the second treasure obtained by the lord of the Three Talents Fort is related to one of these four sects! It is also the root of that tragedy!"

"Isn't it!?, are you telling the truth?" the old tea guest seemed to not believe it, and there was a tremor in his voice.

"Whether it's true or not, I can't tell, but I'm listening...... Hey, where are you going?"

"Thank you both. Jinxi, let's go. ”

Nangong Dirong and Jinxi paid for the tea and immediately got on the horse.

Jinxi also said curiously: "Miss, where are we going?"

"Fort Sancai. ”