Although there are differences between the two religions, but with the coming of the sword and the gun, I am afraid that the two religions will have something to do again, and it may also cause spurning on the green forest road. The www.biquge.info originally thought that if this plan was successful, people who didn't know the inside story would not be able to say anything, but they didn't expect that the chess was a bad move, and the consequences were probably not something that Guo Tianjue could afford.

The low green hills on both sides of the river are continuous, and as the green trees on both sides are swept quickly, the bottom of the boat collides violently with the river, and there is a constant rumbling.

Zhang Junbao didn't wait for everyone to react, took advantage of the unpreparedness of the Yuan army, grabbed the arm of Monk Pingzhang, and rushed into the sky with one move, like an elegant white crane, elegantly rose from the deck, turned over and landed on the ship where Li Xingze and others were.

Zhang Junbao didn't have time to be happy and finally brought the person back, only to hear two bowstring sounds from behind, and he was taken aback and fell to the ground on his side.

"Senior brother!"

Seeing that other Timur was shooting crossbow arrows, but there was no time to remind them, Zhang Junbao and Monk Pingzhang both fell to the ground, and Li Xingze shouted with tears in his eyes.

Zhao Pusheng saw that the Yuan army was moving, and his heart was not good, so he hurriedly stepped forward to protect Li Xingze, and Feng Fei went straight to the Yuan soldiers who were struggling to row and cut over. Looking at Feng Fei with a fierce face, the Yuan soldiers fled in a hurry, and they all jumped directly into the river.

Li Xingze stared blankly at the senior brother who was motionless on the bow of the boat, thinking that since he met Zhang Junbao, he had been constantly following him, and he was defending and protecting him everywhere.

Thinking of this, Li Xingze's nose was sour, he couldn't hold back for a while, tears and gates poured out, he quickly stepped forward and pounced, knelt straight beside Zhang Junbao, lowered his head, and tears bloomed on the board like beads with broken threads.

Zhang Junbao gritted his teeth, rubbed his old waist that had accidentally flashed just now, sat up suspiciously, and saw Li Xingze, who was in tears beside him and bowed his head and was silent, and said strangely: "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Ahh

Li Xingze was instantly stunned when he heard Zhang Junbao's voice, looked up and saw Zhang Junbao sitting in front of him in a good manner, he was extremely surprised, his eyes were hazy with tears, and he quickly wiped the tears on his eyes.

When he saw Zhang Junbao's resolute face clearly, Li Xingze couldn't help but suck the runny nose that was about to flow, his face instantly turned cloudy and sunny, and he grinned: "I thought you, senior brother..."

At this time, Li Xingze and his battleship had slowed down because there was no one rowing, and they briskly rowed through the river and swam quietly.

When Zhang Junbao looked at the battleship where Timur, who had left the shadow of the Dao, he spat to the side, and said angrily: "Don't let Dao Ye seize the opportunity next time, you have to kill him!" ”

I didn't expect Daoist Zhang to hold a grudge like this, Zhao Pusheng rolled his eyes, fortunately this is fine, if something happens, I don't know what to do, he hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhang Junbao, who was still rubbing his waist, and kindly reminded: "Be careful next time, this time it's your fate!" ”

", it's my kung fu!" Zhang Junbao was dissatisfied when he heard this, so he quickly argued, obviously he heard the sound of the bowstring and turned over.

Zhao Pusheng didn't bother to worry about Zhang Junbao, so he remembered that there was still a person lying next to him, and when he saw a crossbow arrow stuck in the back of Monk Pingzhang, he didn't shake it. couldn't help but panic, and hurriedly stepped forward to help and cared: "My lord, how are you?" ”

Zhang Junbao and Li Xingze had just found out that Monk Pingzhang had been hit by an arrow, so they both squatted down to see Monk Pingzhang's current situation.

You must know that their task is to rescue Monk Pingzhang, not to mention that He Mingjiao used knives and guns, this monk Pingzhang died here in vain, and they dare not say that the high-level people of the White Lotus Sect have ideas, and they can't run away with a scolding.

Monk Pingzhang endured the sharp pain in his chest, and when he saw that there were only a few people on the boat, and all of them had white cloths tied to their left arms, he knew that this was a person from the White Lotus Sect, and as for the slightly immature face, it was Li Xingze who he had just seen.

And Zhang Junbao, who did not have a white cloth tied to his arm, although he was a little puzzled, he saved him just now in danger, and he didn't have to ask extraneously.

Monk Pingzhang felt that the vitality in his body was slowly draining, and gasped: "I'm afraid I can't do it, and it is worth it to get a few of your brothers to save you desperately before I die!" ”

Seeing that Monk Pingzhang seemed to be really unable to hold on, Zhao Pusheng was taken aback, hurriedly checked Monk Pingzhang's arrow, and then touched his pulse again, sighed secretly in his heart, and shook his head at Li Xingze and the others in disappointment.

As if knowing that his time was running out, Monk Pingzhang took a deep breath and hurriedly said: "Kuan Che Buhua and the prime minister have fallen out, Kuan Che Buhua wants to attack Huangzhou, so he can only transfer troops from his in-law He Sinan!" ”

"He Sinan?" Li Xingze couldn't help but repeat to himself, this name is too unfamiliar. Zhao Pusheng hurriedly interjected and explained: "HN Marshal He Sinan! ”

"Hmm"

Monk Pingzhang nodded, then cleared his hoarse voice and said: "Brothers of the White Lotus Sect, it's not me who sow discord, the last time Feng Qiang was told a secret, I heard that someone from the Ming Sect did it!" ”

Thinking that Feng Qiang was exposed so easily, Li Xingze was very unwilling, and had guessed that it was someone from the Ming Sect who did it before, and immediately gritted his teeth and asked, "Can you know who it is?" ”

"I don't know!"

Monk Pingzhang felt that he was dying, and said vigorously: "It is said that it is very big!" This sentence seemed to have exhausted the last bit of strength in his body, tilted his head and fell into Zhao Pusheng's arms, motionless.

At this moment, only Feng Fei was rowing the oars, but with such a big boat, he couldn't help it alone, and the hull of the boat was gradually pushed to the shore by the gurgling river.

Li Xingze stood up slowly, silently looking at the lush jungle in the undulating mountains on the shore without saying a word, and there was nothing on the quiet water at the moment except the sound of the river flowing.

Li Xingze, who was under the wide robe, looked extremely thin, and his body kept swaying up and down with the waves as the river hit the bank, and he couldn't help but feel his nose sour, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Everyone worked hard for so long, they didn't expect that it would be such a result, and they were almost succeeded by the Mingjiao, and finally determined from the monk Pingzhang that it was the people of the Mingjiao who framed Feng Qiang.

Although Feng Fei didn't say anything in his mouth, remembering that his cousin almost died in Nanyang Mansion, he couldn't stop clenching his fists, the green tendons on the back of his hands rose, and his eyes were constantly on fire.

Although I don't know the status of Monk Pingzhang in the White Lotus Sect, but he is a brother in the sect, everyone buried Monk Pingzhang on the shore, and Li Xingze, who had been silent, suddenly turned his head and asked: "Uncle Shi, does our White Lotus Sect have a place to settle in Nanyang Mansion?" ”

"Hmm"

Zhao Pusheng thought for a while and then said: "There is a small courtyard behind Miss Cui's rice shop, we can settle there!" ”

No one expected that Monk Pingzhang would suddenly change, and the news about the dragon vein of the Yuan Dynasty was broken again, Li Xingze was mainly worried about weapons just now, although he didn't know how many people Marshal Hn had in his hands, but if he could let Monk Pingzhang say it before he died, his strength should not be underestimated.

At the moment, there has just been a fight with the Red Turban Army of Mingjiao, although everyone knows it, but no one has said it, Li Xingze doesn't want to rely on Mingjiao anymore, so he has to go back to Nanyang Mansion to redo his plans.

"Let's go, let's go back to Nanyang Mansion!"

It was almost time to say goodbye to Monk Pingzhang, everyone nodded, Zhao Pusheng took out the oil from the Mengchong battleship that ran aground on the shore, and threw a torch on it, until the flames crackled the planks of the hull and swallowed the entire ship, and several people left.

Thanks to Han Lin'er for giving Li Xingze a few ingots of gold that time, he never had a chance to spend it, so when he bought clothes and changed clothes with the people in the surrounding villages, he took them out. Zhao Pusheng's eyes straightened when he saw it, and he pointed at Li Xingze tremblingly and said, "Senior nephew, I didn't expect you to be so rich!" ”

"Hey, someone else gave it!" Regarding this money, Li Xingze really hasn't spent it, this is the reward he and Zhang Junbao got for saving Han Shantong, and others naturally don't know.

Zhao Pusheng couldn't help but roar angrily: "Then I don't know what to do?" Looking at Zhao Pusheng, who was about to go berserk, Zhang Junbao stopped him and said dissatisfiedly: "That's what we earned, you can go if you have the ability!" ”

I grass, this Daoist Zhang, relying on his strong martial arts, pressed him to death in everything, and he didn't even seem to have the day to come out. Zhao Pusheng couldn't help gritting his teeth and putting down the cruel words: "Stinky Taoist, you wait for me!" ”

Knowing that these two would be endless, Feng Fei was annoyed when he heard them bickering, ignored the two who were like fighting cocks, and hurriedly interrupted: "Military Division, don't you need to inform them of the news of our return to Nanyang Mansion!" ”

Li Xingze thought about it, shook his head and said: "It's still not necessary, it's not needed for the time being, let them train with peace of mind!" ”

In fact, there is still a sentence that has not been said, Feng Qiang trained the Red Turban Army decently, but when he thought that when the Red Turban Army chased and killed the Yuan soldiers, he also stopped from time to time to touch the good things on the dead people, Li Xingze's anger did not come to one place, I don't know if it was taught by Feng Qiang.

This time, they all did it face to face with the Yuan army, and in order to prevent being recognized by the Yuan army, several people changed their clothes and hid them outside the city, pretending to be farmers who entered the city.

It's been two or three days, presumably the Yuan soldiers in the city have also been trusted, and the soldiers guarding the city gate are extremely careful, almost touching a few people, and asking for some benefits, before putting Li Xingze and them into the city.

"I didn't expect Yuan Jun to be so serious this time!"

Zhao Pusheng turned his head to look at the Yuan soldiers who were still searching the people entering and leaving the city gate, and said in a low voice. Speaking of which, they have been in and out of Nanyang Mansion many times, which time they are not lazily leaning against the dilapidated wall, which is like this time, they have all started a serious search.

In fact, they didn't know that Kuan Che Buhua had sent many elites to Wuduo Mountain to search for treasures, and the city's defenses were a little stretched, so they had no choice but to strengthen the search.