At the beginning of the lanterns, thousands of lights are on.

Under the charming night, the West Lake of Hangzhou is vast and silent, and then a fat fish jumps out of the water, setting off a circle of ripples on the sparkling lake.

The warm breeze blows the endless lotus leaves, setting off rolling waves.

On the shore of the lake, hundreds of painting boats of all sizes float, the lights are dim, reflected in the water, the light is colorful, almost every house is the sound of silk and bamboo, the warbler sings and dances.

What a peaceful scene of prosperity without prosperity and hunger, why do you need to cultivate and weave.

However, on one of the painting boats, it is exceptionally quiet, although the boat is also brightly lit, but it is different from other painting boats, and there are no guests who come to ** for fun, to be precise, this is a private painting boat.

On the low floor of the attic on the second floor of the painting boat, a young girl lies lazily on her side.

She is wearing a thin silk tunic with a skin as clear as snow, her breasts are towering, her beautiful legs are slender, and her every move is full of style.

The green silk like a waterfall was not combed into any bun, so it was scattered over her shoulders and scattered on the low floor, reflecting her white skin like jade, which was even more crystal moving, as if it could be broken by blowing.

A slender hand as crystal as jade, with fingers as delicate as shallots, gently supporting the head of the mantis, revealing a pink and white lotus root, which makes people reverie.

It is almost a stroke of genius to outline a flawless facial line like hers, and the beauty is breathtaking.

It's a pity that her pretty face is covered with a green scarf, and she can't see the whole picture, but it is this effect of holding the pipa and half-covering her face, but she wants him to see this beautiful and thrilling peerless face covered under his veil.

Under a pair of eyebrows, long eyelashes, calm beautiful eyes like a lake, half-knocked and half-closed, looking forward to shining, as if they could speak,

Even if you don't look at the whole picture, you know that this is a beauty who has fallen into the country and the city, just like a fairy who has fallen from the heavenly realm to the mortal world, and the white lotus that blooms in the middle of the night, which makes people not only not blasphemy, but has an urge to make a pilgrimage from the bottom of their hearts.

And in front of such a beauty, kneeling on his knees was a dark-skinned strong man, fifty years old, if Zhang Mu looked at this person, he would definitely be able to recognize it, because he was the vegetable farmer that Zhang Mu's car almost hit today.

At this moment, the vegetable farmer didn't say a word, knelt there, his forehead touched the ground, he didn't dare to move, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

A warm breeze came slowly, mixed with the noisy singing and dancing and the sound of wine fighting not far away, the vegetable farmer quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and his nose smelled the fragrance of the girl in front of him, he couldn't help lowering his head, and simply put his forehead on the carpet, and the sweat suddenly slid down his cheeks, wetting the carpet.

"So, are you sure that person is Zhang Mu?" The beautiful voice of the yellow warbler came, like a heavenly sound.

The vegetable farmer hurriedly said: "Back to the Holy Aunt, it's true, in order to confirm that it was him, the little one also dressed up as a vegetable farmer and crashed into his carriage." You can't be mistaken. ”

But before he could finish speaking, the beauty slowly got up and asked, "Then why don't you kill him!" ”

The vegetable farmer trembled, and hurriedly said: "At that time, the small one was alone, and there were seven or eight brocade guards escorting him, and the small one was really not sure, and he was worried about the big thing of the holy aunt." That's why I hurriedly retreated. ”

The beauty smiled coldly: "Really? ”

"The little one has always been loyal to my Holy Sect, and he will not hesitate to break his bones. If the Holy Aunt wants his life, the little one will do it. The vegetable farmer said firmly.

"Wait." At this time, I saw a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a blue dark coat, covered with a crane made of residual wing yarn, wearing a square scarf, holding a folding fan in his hand, and walking to the attic like a great Confucian celebrity.

This person's name is Fang Rui, in the Ming Sect, the position is prominent, he is the grandson of Han Lin'er, the teacher of Han Gang who has been killed, and he is the left envoy of the Ming Sect, second only to the sect leader and the holy woman.

Fang Rui then waved towards the beauty and said, "Holy Gu is angry, at present, we people, as long as he knows that Zhang Mu's evil demon, let's leave him and let him be loyal to this sect." ”

Only then did the beauty lean on the low floor like a boneless body and asked, "Then the Japanese Sect Holy War to destroy the Heavenly Demons, why are you the only one who lives?" ”

"That morning, a group of people who were sent out to contact Song You, Han Protector took the waterway, and we took the dry road, so it was delayed for some time, and when we arrived, Han Protector had already been released. Xiao originally planned to find a chance to snatch back Han Protector's Dharma Body, but he never had a chance. The vegetable farmer hurriedly explained.

"Let's go down." Fang Rui waved his hand a little impatiently and said.

The vegetable farmer hurriedly knelt down and retired, and when he got out of the attic, he was already sweating and wearing heavy clothes.

Fang Rui hugged his fists and said, "Holy Aunt, now that Han Protector's Dharma Body has been found, let's return to Shaanxi as soon as possible." It is not advisable to stay here for long. ”

A cold smile appeared on the beautiful woman's face and said, "Then according to the meaning of the Bright Messenger, the death of Han Protector is just that?" ”

"The subordinates don't mean this, the subordinates just feel that this place is close to Jinling, our strength here is weak, and the Maitreya Sect is also very jealous of us, and after a long time, I am afraid that there will be many accidents." Fang Rui said.

There was a faint sadness in the eyes of the beauty, she looked up at the lights in the distance, and there was an intermittent singing voice in her ears, like crying and complaining, as sad as breaking her liver and intestines, and couldn't help but say: "I have made up my mind, if I don't avenge Han Protector, I won't take half a step out of Jiangsu and Zhejiang." As for Maitreya's teaching, let them come, I taught my subordinates decades ago, and now I'm afraid that they won't succeed? ”

When Fang Rui heard this, he knew that it was useless to persuade him, he was Han Gang's mentor, and after hearing the news of Han Gang's killing, he was also very sad.

Han Lin'er, the current leader of the Ming Sect, is already old, and he is powerless to restrain the sect, so he originally planned to let Han Gang inherit the position of the head of the sect, so he let him go south to make meritorious contributions, but this Han Gang died suddenly, which made the people of the Ming Sect panic now.

If the saint had another accident, there would be chaos within the Ming Sect.

However, Fang Rui also knew that this saint was Han Lin'er's adopted daughter, who grew up with Han Gang since she was a child, and she had no guesses, childhood sweethearts, and Han Gang's death hit her hard, so she insisted on coming to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, ostensibly to welcome Han Gang's law, but in fact, she wanted to avenge Han Gang.

"Then the subordinates went to gather our people, this time Zhang Mu came to Hangzhou, there is a good chance that he will be tested for the academy, and it is not difficult to get rid of him." Fang Rui said.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of the beauty's mouth, she got up and walked to the railing, looking at the endless West Lake, but the past scenes of her and Han Gang appeared in her mind, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Looking up at the starry sky, he took a deep breath and didn't let the tears fall, and said with grief: "Go, this time I want to let that Zhang Mu be crushed and ruined." Let him Zhang Jia, the chickens and dogs will not stay. ”

"Subordinates obey." Fang Rui then clenched his fists and retreated.