"Mu Niang, did I really save a merchant who was almost forced to death by a bully?"

On the boat, Nian Zishan was still stunned, until now he was still in a dream, and when the master sent by Master Shi, who was treated respectfully by Jian Yuanzhen, told him that he had saved that person's apprentice, the whole person of Nian Zishan seemed to be sleepwalking.

"Official, compared to other officials, you have done a lot of good things, maybe there is such a thing, but you have forgotten it."

Nian Zishan's wife looked at her husband gently, this is not high, but his moral character is definitely an outstanding man among the officials of the Great Song Dynasty today, just because he doesn't want to be in the same stream with other officials, this time Shi Miyuan wanted to deal with the Taihu Lake pirates and was immediately used as a bait by the official in charge.

is innocent, Mu Niang can't tell whether she supports her husband or not, many times Mu Niang also wants to have a stable life, and wants her husband to go with the flow, but whenever she sees those officials of the Song Dynasty running rampant, Mu Niang is afraid that her husband will also become one of them.

Thinking of this, Mu Niang couldn't help but sigh, this may be fate.

"You don't need to worry, my master and I will definitely keep you safe."

Lonely didn't know when she appeared at the door, and the girl looked at Mu Niang quietly.

No matter how complicated the thoughts and thoughts in her heart are, but in essence, Mu Niang is a kind woman, especially at this moment, when she is resigned to fate, and the image of thousands of hard-working women in China instantly coincides, and for a while, she feels like she will see her dead mother again.

"There is nothing to think about the future life with your husband, and after this incident, I am afraid that you will no longer be able to appear in the eyes of the officials of the Song Dynasty."

Lonely turned around and walked away quietly, a faint tear was wiped away by her without a trace, Mu Niang looked at the lonely back and suddenly forgot her sorrow and just wanted to step forward to comfort this seemingly strong girl, but the footsteps only moved slightly, but the lonely figure had disappeared outside the door.

Taihu Lake, an island within an island, a peak in a peak, clear water and sky, vast smoke, a small boat suddenly split the water ripples and shot out like an arrow.

A middle-aged man holding a bamboo cane and wearing a hundred clothes stood proudly on the light boat, the bamboo cane occasionally tapped back and forth on the water, and in the blink of an eye, he drove the light boat across dozens of peaks into a fork in the lake.

The light boat had just entered the fork in the water surrounded by mountain peaks, and the whistling of the old apes on both sides of the shore had already sounded, and the speed of the light boat slowed down suddenly.

"Feng Wuzhong, the six-bag disciple of the Beggar Gang, asks to see the Jin Forty-two Great Master."

The clear sound sounded, and suddenly overwhelmed the violent ape sound on both sides of the river, and in an instant, the sound of apes on both sides of the strait stopped together, and men with bows and arrows appeared in the trees on the mountain walls on both sides of the river in the midst of the crowd.

The man on the light boat looked at the men holding bows and arrows on both sides of the strait, and couldn't help but show a slight shock, don't say that he is just a beggar gang of six bags of disciples, even if it is nine bags of elders, I am afraid that there is no suspense in being able to explain.

Fortunately, this is not a grudge, but a show of goodwill.

The corners of Feng Wuzhong's mouth spread out a faint smile, and he let the many arrows on the mountain walls on both sides face him, but quietly put the bamboo cane under his armpit without saying a word.

After a while, the light boat under Feng Wuzhong's feet suddenly shook slightly, and then it jumped out like an arrow again, but this time the speed was far faster than when Feng Wuzhong drove the boat himself before.

This static movement was a surprise, but Feng Wuzhong didn't seem to be affected at all, and silently showed his superb kung fu.

Between the peaks, the waterways crossed, and I don't know how many similar bends were turned, Feng Wuzhong's eyes suddenly opened up, a huge cave appeared, and the surrounding passages seemed to disappear all at once, only the sky above his head and the mountain walls on all sides surrounded a world that read beyond the world, but the light boat did not stop, and still quickly crashed towards the mountain wall in front of him.

Feng Wuzhong's eyes shrank slightly, and the bamboo cane sandwiched under his arm couldn't help but tremble, and he was about to make a move, however, at the last moment, Feng Wuzhong held back stubbornly, and the light boat also hit the mountain wall fiercely.

It was dark in front of him, and it was faint again, and it turned out that the moment he hit the mountain wall just now, the light boat had actually entered an underground waterway with a slightly lower water potential.

It was only in the eyes of Feng Wuzhong that he really saw the building that belonged to the human race, an underground dock, a pier leading from the ground to the underground, and the torches with the thickness of his arms were stretched out to illuminate this place extremely brightly, and a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes stood on the edge of the dock.

"Jin Forty-two has seen the heroes of the beggar gang."

Before Feng Wuzhong arrived, the man on the dock had already spoken loudly, and the huge sound echoed repeatedly in the underground passage, and the series of temptations just now had already made these heroes on the water admire Feng Wuzhong, and they really had an intuitive impression of the prestige of the beggar gang.

"The beggar gang Feng Wuzhong has seen Jin Da in charge."

Feng Wuzhong also hugged his fists from afar, and did not use light skills to jump onto the dock, but politely let the light boat under his feet bring him to the dock, the water heroes admired him, and he admired these water men even more, the test just now was thrilling to him, but the strength of the man in the water should be so shocking.

"Feng is quite Meng Lang here, but there is one thing that is not urgent, the Song Dynasty sent a large force to prepare to deal with you, and the big boss already knows about it, but there is another thing related to my beggar gang, but the big boss may not know very well."

Stepping on the dock, Feng Wuzhong spoke directly without half a polite word.

"Brother Feng, please speak up."

Jin Forty-two clenched his fists and spoke, Feng Wuzhong's courage and strength had won his admiration, since Feng Wuzhong said that it was related to the beggar gang, and it might endanger the heroes on the Taihu Lake, but Jin Forty-two did not dare to ignore it.

"Before the beginning of the day, my beggar gang wanted to get rid of a golden spy who was mixed with the bureaucrats of the Great Song Dynasty, but I didn't want to meet a man and a woman and two masters when I was in action, at that time, my beggar gang was led by a six-bag disciple to more than 30 Chinese and foreign disciples, who wants to ............"

Feng Wuzhong's solemn expression brought Ziqin and the conflict between Lone and the Beggar Gang together, but the focus of Feng Wuzhong's words and the focus of his words were completely divided into the queue of lackeys of the Jin State.

"Although this person later killed the Jin State spy, but at this moment, he mixed into the trap team set by the Song Dynasty against my Taihu Lake water heroes, but he had to guard against it."

In the end, Feng Wuzhong came to the conclusion, but Jin Forty-two frowned, although the Taihu Lake water pirates marched and fought a battle, but if they really met such a good player, I was afraid that no one could stop them.

"If the big boss trusts my beggar gang, please allow me to help the beggar when the time comes, and not to mention the grievances between my beggar gang and these two people, only the righteousness will not allow my beggar gang to shirk."

Looking at Jin Forty-two frowning, Feng Wuzhong's face showed an awe-inspiring expression, and he clenched his fists and spoke loudly.

Jin Forty-two looked up sharply.

"If the big boss is willing to treat me as a brother, don't say anything, otherwise Feng has never been here today."

Feng Wuzhong's tone was categorical, and the corners of Jin Forty-two's mouth slowly cracked, and he stretched out his hand to pat Feng Wuzhong vigorously.

"Come on, set the wine."

Holding Feng Wuzhong and striding away, Jin Forty-two's voice sounded excitedly, but at this time, Ziqin didn't know that there was an extra variable in his plan.