Chapter 18: The decisive battle against Mingyue Mountain

I thought that this silent goodbye would become forever.

When the train passed through Nanchang City, Jiang Ming whispered that we were being followed. Stalked? I said get off in front, what's the place in front? He said it was Yichun in Jiangxi. Yichun is Yichun, I said find a place to do a fight, forget it, and get angry.

And then he was laughing there, and I said laughing. He said that I was the one who was the most angry, didn't you vent your anger? After saying that, he hugged his hands and shook his shoulders, and he laughed there. Seeing who doesn't, I asked. He shook his head, saying that he had only noticed that there was a gaze.

Yichun Railway Station is a small station, relatively shabby, after leaving the station and going down the steps, we looked for a place to eat in the nearby square. It is said that the north likes spicy food, but the fly restaurant near the train station, the noodles, made me so spicy that tears and snot came out together. Jiang Ming was there with a strange smile, saying that he could get it, and he didn't cry until now.

Get lost!

There was a black car waiting for customers at the entrance of the fly restaurant, and I asked the driver, are there any attractions nearby? The driver looked at the two of us, with an expression that I understood, grinning, pointing his finger at us up and down, and said yes! Bag satisfaction! Get in!

Then it heads south, pulling us to a hot spring town twenty kilometers away. Ah, no, it's called Warm Soup Town. The driver said that there is a hot spring in Wentang Town, so it is called Wentang Town, and said that there is an ancient well, and there is an inscription stone carving by the well. The hot spring water from the well is particularly nourishing, and every foreigner who comes to Yichun will choose to settle there. And........

The driver's elongated tone aroused Jiang Ming's interest, and Jiang Ming said Tell me about it. The driver stopped talking. I took out two hundred yuan, and the driver took it and said it boldly.

He said that the hot spring town has invested hundreds of millions of yuan, and the houses built are beautiful, all of which are four- and five-story buildings, and the architectural appearance of Shanghai Tang. And several nearby villages have been expropriated, and the boss invited Shanghainese to manage, so there are many Shanghai girls, Hangzhou girls, and Suzhou girls in the town.

He also said that he would make sure that your trip was worthwhile. I said, what's the difference with Yichun girl? The driver cried and said that the difference is big, most of the Yichun girls are Hakka girls, they can't let go, and the Hakka girls are not beautiful. The driver sighed after saying that he was there. It is estimated that his mother-in-law is the Hakka girl who can't let go.

When I arrived in Wentang Town, it was the same as what the driver said. The buildings of Shanghai Tang, the bright Shanghai girls, wearing revealing bikinis, walked out of the private rooms with swimming rings in their arms. The wet hair and close-fitting bikini made Jiang Ming swallow his saliva and say that it was so white.

We hung around the hotel entrance for a while, bought a drink and smoked a cigarette, and then went in to ask for a room. I heard that the big pool behind the hotel is free, and the surrounding style small room costs 500 yuan at a time, and the little sister is not provided. It means that the little sister finds it herself.

After buying swimming trunks in the lobby, we asked for a private room, swam twice in the big pool, and then soaked in the private room. After a while, someone knocked on the door, pushed the door and came in a few little girls, asking if they needed to rub their backs, I said no, Jiang Ming slashed me with hateful eyes.

After the little sister left, I said that people have come, just wait. Jiang Mingcai didn't say anything more. After soaking for half an hour, the whole person was very tired. I said I couldn't soak anymore, and I would be bored with a fight. Then I got up and smoked.

A cigarette was not finished, and the door was pushed open. When two young people came in, I knew they were coming when they saw that they were not wearing swimming trunks and were still holding sharp knives in their hands. The two of them each pounced on us, and Jiang Ming's bronze ruler was in the cabinet, so they wrestled with him empty-handed. The one who pounced on me was unlucky, and with a slash, I rushed forward and knocked him away with a punch, flying up and smashing the door.

The other person saw it, turned around and ran. We grabbed our things and probed the man's breath and breath as we went out. There was a lot of chaos outside, and men and women were screaming and screaming in fright. We ignored them, went back to our room to change our clothes, and went out to take a taxi. There are very few taxis outside, and there are no black cars, only tricycles, looking at the advertisements on the body, it should be a unified tricycle in this scenic spot.

I took out a hundred pieces and slapped the driver's hand and explained Moonmountain. The driver was stunned for a moment, saying that it was too far, right? More than 20 kilometers. I also looked at the billboards outside the town, and I knew that there was a Mingyue Mountain nearby, but I didn't know that it was so far.

The driver pointed to a silver Nissan Sunshine in front of the small shop, saying that it was his car, and he would take you there with another hundred. I took out another hundred and followed him into the car. The driver in the car said that there had been no fight in the hot spring hotel for a long time, and it was estimated that outsiders were doing trouble. How do I say that?

He said that Wentang Town was originally a small village, and the boss of Shanghai came to invest, and the local big brother of the rivers and lakes was covered, and no one dared to make trouble. When he was waiting for the guests just now, he saw many guests running out frantically, and it was estimated that there were either dead people or fights inside.

Only outsiders will fight, the locals basically don't fight, outsiders don't worship the dock, I don't know that there is a big brother in the rivers and lakes, and they fight on impulse. Jiang Ming and I looked at each other, it turned out that we were in trouble again.

When we arrived at Tanxia Village near Mingyue Mountain, the driver let us go and left. For this unfamiliar place, we were confused, looking up at the introduction of the big billboard and the map of the attractions. A passenger man who drove a motorcycle came over and explained that the whole tour strategy of Yueshan was free and 100 yuan was all-inclusive. Jiang Ming asked what the strategy was, and the man said that there are many scenic spots in Mingyue Mountain, and he is a local, so he can take it to the path, and he doesn't need to buy any tickets.

Jiang Ming turned around and asked me how I was? I said I could lead the way, and asked how much it cost for a day. He turned around and asked, saying that we also need a strategy, and we also need someone to lead the way, how much is it. The man said five hundred, and then pulled out a photocopied sketch for us.

He took us to dinner nearby and it was already afternoon. We decided to wait at the door, because we offended the local big brother of the rivers and lakes, as well as the people sent by Mr. Qiu, and it is estimated that there are also the Jianghu guests from Bozhou Mengcheng. This time, I was going to find a place with good mountains and rivers and bury them. Grass.

We looked through the strategy map and waited, and when the man saw that we didn't move, he said that he would add a hundred overnight. I took out 600 yuan to him, and he was stunned, probably the first time he saw the guest who gave the money first. Immediately became enthusiastic about us, saying that his name was Peng Zhen, and he was very happy to meet us, saying that he was from Pengfang Village in front of him, and he came here to take a guest.

He also said that his family planted a lot of grapes and made wine, and he sent us a bottle when he came back, and he said that he wanted any packaging, even if it was 82 Lafite, it was no problem. We listened and smiled, thinking that if the moon was dark and the wind was high at night to help us bury people, we could add four hundred, and it would be no problem to make up one thousand.

After waiting for more than an hour, I saw more than a dozen cars coming from a distance, and I said I could leave. Peng Zhen looked at the dozen cars in the distance, a little hesitant, probably still wanting to do a big business. I saw other motorcycle drivers rushing up and blocking the road in the parking lot, so I gave up. Most of the people who came this afternoon didn't want to buy tickets.

I pointed to the alpine meadows on the map and said, here, take us right away. The alpine meadow has a good view, there are no stumbles, and it is very suitable for group fighting, and it will not work if you don't magnify the move this time.

After climbing the mountain for more than an hour, the alpine meadow was in front of us, and we chose a large flat and gentle slope to the west. Find a place to rest, drink water, and eat dry food. Peng Zhen asked, why didn't he leave? I said wait for someone, and as soon as the voice fell, his mobile phone rang, and he chatted in his native dialect. Put down your phone and look at us with strange eyes, saying that a large group of people are coming for you, thirty or so.

I said it's okay, it's none of your business, don't be afraid, if you're afraid, you can leave now. He licked his lips and said, I'm just a solicitor, just watching from the sidelines, okay? I said yes. Jiang Ming lay on the grass and found a comfortable position to sleep, which is still good for leisure. I also lay down and went to sleep. Peng Zhen sat watching us from a distance, looking anxious.

After waiting for an hour, it was almost dark, and the thirty or so people came over one after another. A few riders who led the way walked together, discussing something in a low voice. Jiang Ming took a sip of water, stretched, stood up, and looked at them. I continued to lie down, pillowing my head with my hands, to see what Jiang Ming said to them.

For those thirty or so people, two people were nothing, but none of them dared to step forward. In the end, the fat monk and the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi came over with a few people. Jiang Ming said, Mr. Qiu's people went first, right? That expression made people want to put their feet on his face when they saw it. But the fat monks, they didn't. The fat monk lowered his head and turned over, walked out of more than 20 meters with those people, and sat on the ground.

It seems that I was scared last time, and this time I want to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

The second group of people came, and these dozen or so people looked like locals, with no luggage on them, and they were holding watermelon knives and sticks in their hands. One of the leading people stepped forward and said that they were Brother Bu from Wentang Town, and said that the person in the hot spring hotel was not beaten by us. Jiang Ming said yes. Then the other party asked why, Jiang Mingli ignored him, and didn't care what kind of foot brother he was.

The man saw the person standing opposite, his expression was very hanging, and there was still a person sleeping on the ground, and he was also angry after climbing the mountain for more than an hour. With a wave of his hand, four or five people carrying watermelon knives came over. Seeing these menacing people, Jiang Ming took out the Luban copper ruler and patted it, and they flew out seven or eight meters without any combat effectiveness.

The leader was shocked, and knew that he had provoked someone who should not be provoked, so he asked the rest of the people to help the wounded and want to leave. Jiang Ming quit, why did he say he was going so fast? The man looked back and saw that Jiang Ming made a gesture of counting the money. Grass, this kid is really a goose plucking? The man searched over a dozen people, and only then did he get less than 2,000 yuan, and handed it over with both hands.

Brother Step's people are gone. The rest of the people should be Jianghu guests from Bozhou and Mengcheng, and they also looked at this side with their mouths wide open, and they wanted to retreat. As a result, Jiang Ming took out the two bird talismans with his left hand and raised them upward. The dozen or so people took out their wallets one by one, collected tens of thousands of yuan, handed them over, and left.

Jiang Ming spit a little on his fingers like a money fan, and looked at the fat monks while counting the money. I was lying on the ground laughing, and I couldn't stand it. Holding his smiling and aching belly, he got up and walked towards the fat monks.

In addition to the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, the fat monk also had four people to follow, and judging by his appearance, his cultivation would not be worse than that of the fat monk. The fat monk and the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi fought with us more than a month ago, so it can be said that they know the roots, and they saw me coming over. The two of them faced each other first.

When they each took out their weapons, I got to the left hand, which was chased and beaten for more than half a year, and it was false to say that I had no temper. I rushed up and fought the two men. This fist and foot kung fu, one against two to a draw, it can be seen that in the past month or so, I have also improved a lot.

After more than ten minutes of fighting, the fat monk's Buddha beads were torn off by me and scattered to the ground. Then he kicked him squarely, and the big fat body flew out for several meters, and he fell to the ground and vomited. The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi took advantage of my distraction and tore my clothes with a few swords, exposing my shoulders.

Last time, it was Jiang Ming who he injured, and I have to avenge him. Although Jiang Ming has the ability to take revenge. Then I was lucky again with my left hand and chased after the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi. He stabbed me with his peachwood sword as he dodged, and I grabbed his peachwood sword and pulled it, and he quickly let go. He took out a few pieces of rune paper and rubbed his fingers and hit me.

After dodging two fireballs, I punched the last one back. The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi was on fire. I stepped forward again, smashed his fist in the heart, and with a bang, he flew seven or eight meters. Lying on the ground will not move. The fire was still burning.

It's already getting dark. The remaining four people stood up and didn't look to see if the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi could still be rescued. Jiang Ming put the money in his pocket, walked over, and stood side by side with me. This time there are four people, and the pressure is a bit high. The fat monk and the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi are obviously leading the way, and these four people should be the foreign aid invited by Mr. Qiu.