In the early morning of the next day, Peng Wuwang climbed out of bed first, finished washing, came to the courtyard to play Shaolin Luohan Boxing, finished the morning class of Tuna Yungong, and immediately went to find Peng Wuxing, Hua Bufan and Zheng Danshan and others. They had already made an appointment to go to Hua Bufan's mouth to find the master who was most familiar with the Qinglou brothel, and then went to find Situ Nianqing.

As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, he saw Fang Mengjing, a wise fairy wearing a moon-white scribe shirt, shaking a folding fan and nodding to him with a smile.

"Hey, Miss Fang, is it so coincidental?" Peng Wuwang was overjoyed and hurriedly walked in front of Fang Mengjing.

"Brother Peng, long time no see, has it always been good?" Fang Mengjing lightly closed the folding fan and bowed to him with a man's etiquette.

"Okay, Miss Fang, these days, in order to plan against Qingfeng Hall, you are tired." Peng Wuwang hurriedly returned the salute, and then said enthusiastically, "When will you destroy Qingfeng Hall, if you can use me, I will definitely do my best."

Fang Mengjing glanced at him deeply, smiled slightly, and said, "Brother Peng, Qingfengtang and I have a grudge against my father, and I am inseparable from him. Although Brother Peng and Qingfengtang have some festivals, they are all trivial matters, so there is no need to meddle."

Peng Wuwang waved his hand vigorously and said, "Miss Fang is polite, that day Qingfeng Tang killed Fang Seniors in front of my eyes, I swear in my heart that I must help you eradicate Qingfeng Hall, avenge Ling Zun, and destroy Qingfeng Hall, I will never stand idly by."

Fang Mengjing arched her hand and said, "Brother Peng, the little girl has thanked you first, but the head helm of Qingfeng Hall is mysterious, and no one in the rivers and lakes knows about it, which is very tricky, so although we have elites gathered, we have no place to do it."

Peng Wuwang raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know if there are any clues on the note that my sister-in-law gave you yesterday."

Fang Mengjing asked strangely, "What note?"

Peng Wuwang was taken aback and said, "What, you don't know? Didn't my sister tell you?"

Fang Mengjing recalled yesterday's scene, immediately understood it, smiled slightly, and said, "Yesterday, I met Sister Xue late, and we talked very happily, I think she forgot it for a while."

Peng Wuwang clapped his fists high-five, sighed, and said, "My righteous sister has always been steady, how can such a life-threatening matter be forgotten, it's really incomprehensible!"

Fang Mengjing's expression moved, and she said, "Brother Peng, what's the matter?"

Peng Wuwang said: "That day, I passed by the northeast jungle of Dongting Lake, and found that a brother was chased and killed by Qingfengtang, I rescued him, but a step too late, the brother was seriously injured and died, and handed me a note, written on the three words Junshan Island, I thought hard for many days, I couldn't understand it, I remembered that Miss Fang, you are talented, you must have amazing insights, so I rushed here at the same time. I hope Miss Fang can teach me."

Fang Mengjing's expression changed greatly, her face flickered brightly and darkly, and she was speechless for a while.

Peng Wuwang looked at her like this, and hurriedly asked, "Miss Fang, are you okay?"

Fang Mengjing came back to her senses after a while, and said hesitantly, "I can't understand it for a while, I need to refer to it carefully."

"Oh, I hope the girl will unravel the mystery as soon as possible," Peng Wuwang said with a serious expression, "That brother was pierced through the throat with a sharp sword, and he should have been killed immediately, but he struggled to have a glimmer of life, and when I rushed to my side, he only had time to hand me a note, and then gestured to tell me his name, and then he died. His name is Zhang Fang."

"Zhang Fang," Fang Mengjing nodded slightly, and said, "It turned out to be the famous Pucao Fei Zhang Fang on the rivers and lakes. Lightweight kung fu is a good thing."

"When this Brother Zhang was dying, his eyes were full of hope, he clutched the note, and his face was reluctant, but when I wrote down his name, he smiled reassuringly, and then he left and returned to the West. I guess this note is definitely not trivial, and I hope that Miss Fang will fulfill Brother Zhang's wishes." After Peng Wuwang finished speaking, the other party Mengjing took a deep look.

"Brother Peng, don't worry. At this point, Mengjing will definitely make Brother Zhang smile Jiuquan." Fang Mengjing's eyes flashed.

Peng Wuwang breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly remembered something, smiled and said, "Miss Fang, who is so capable of stealing the first draft from you when it comes to the matter of the first record in the world?"

Fang Mengjing raised her hand in surprise and said, "How did Brother Peng know about this?"

Peng Wuwang smiled bitterly and said, "As soon as I arrived in Jiangdu, dozens of sword envoys came forward to invite me to fight, and I fought hard for several hours before I repelled them all, and later found that they mistakenly regarded me, the world's first knife in the kitchen, as the world's first knife master. Hey, now the world's No. 1 record circulating on the rivers and lakes is incomplete, and it's the latest ranking, I think someone stole it from you."

Fang Mengjing's face showed a trace of bitterness, and she gave Peng Wuwang a deep look, and said, "Brother Peng, I'm sorry, it's my negligence that caused you to suffer from this, and here Mengjing would like to apologize to you."

"It's out of the way," Peng Wuwang waved his hand hurriedly, "It's just that this matter can be big or small, I heard that many people turn against each other because of the fame fight, so you have to deal with it carefully."

Fang Mengjing's eyes revealed a trace of perseverance and determination, she pondered for a while, and said, "I will advertise the world in the future, and there is no more number one record in the world."

"Miss Fang!" Peng Wuwang asked in surprise, "What ...... are you?"

"Brother Peng, although the evaluation of the world's first record is fair and unparalleled in the world, most of the disputes in the rivers and lakes have arisen because of this. At the beginning, the reason why the ancestors of the Fang family created the first record in the world was to inspire the martial spirit of the Han warriors, make people work hard, practice martial arts diligently, fight against Hulu, and recover the Central Plains. If there is peace today, although the style of martial arts helps to revitalize the community, the martial arts masters in the Central Plains kill each other and damage their own strength, which really hurts the relatives and the enemies quickly, and does more harm than good. The first record in the world has become a stupid thing like chicken ribs, tasteless to eat, and it is a pity to abandon it, so it is better to give it up as soon as possible and ask for one without concern." Fang Mengjing said thoughtfully.

Peng Wuwang nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "Although I don't understand everything that Miss Fang said, but this is nothing to worry about, I really like it, since this is the case, it is better not to write it, it will save trouble." It's no wonder that Miss Fang began to write about miscellaneous arts other than martial arts, and even us as cooks were fortunate enough to be on the list."

Fang Mengjing smiled slightly: "Daddy used to be obsessed with the study of martial arts, ignoring that there are still many skills as colorful as martial arts in the world today. Xiaomei just wants to spend more of the time she used to spend on studying martial arts for other more interesting things. Brother Peng's cooking skills are widely known all over the world, south of Qingzhou and north of Bashu, and everyone praises him, the first in the world, and he deserves it."

Peng Wuwang felt honored, smiled from ear to ear, and said, "How dare you." But he couldn't hide the smug look on his face.

Fang Mengjing suddenly asked, "Brother Peng, where are you going?"

Peng Wuwang smiled and said, "I'm going to find Second Brother Hua and Brother Zheng, as well as my Fourth Brother, we are going to Jiangdu for a visit."

Fang Mengjing's eyes rolled and said with a smile: "Brother Peng, you better not go to Brother Hua and Brother Zheng, they told me this morning that they have something to do and have already gone out."

Peng Wuwang was shocked and said, "Ah, they are all gone, I can't do it without them to guide the way."

Fang Mengjing smiled and said, "What?"

Peng Wuwang looked at her, and was embarrassed to tell her that he was going to the Qinglou to visit Situ Nianqing, so he confessed his guilt and left in a hurry.

Seeing his figure gradually disappear, Fang Mengjing turned around and walked quickly, breaking into Luo Peixian's study as soon as possible, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Luo, the head helm of Qingfeng Hall is on Junshan Island, we should secretly gather the Seven Princes of Martial Arts and the elites of various factions to discuss countermeasures."

Lo Peixian was overjoyed: "This is so good, it is really the road to the sky."

Fang Mengjing said again, "Uncle Luo, in this operation, we need to hide from the Peng brothers and Hong Sixue."

"Why is that? They're a tremendous help."

Fang Mengjing was silent for a while, and said, "Brother Peng has rescued me from trouble many times, I have experienced many dangers, and I have suffered enough, this time I really can't bear to let him take risks again."

Luo Peixian smiled and said, "If Little Brother Peng knew about this, he would not have anything to do with you."

Fang Mengjing smiled bitterly and said, "It's better to be able to live and care about me than to rest after death."

Looking at the scenery of the bridges and rivers on the side of the slender West Lake in Jiangdu and the scenery of the green willow embankment, Peng Wuxing only felt relaxed and relaxed. However, Peng Wuwang, who was beside him, looked at the buildings connected to each other, the warblers singing and dancing, and the fireworks and willow alleys where the drunken lanterns were drunk, dizzy and at a loss.

"Third brother," looking at Peng Wuwang's sad face, Peng Wuxing smiled and said, "What's wrong? The most famous of this Jiangdu City is the Eight Famous Courtyards on the shore of the Slender West Lake, where many famous courtesans perform here. The scale of the brothel is second to none in the country, the wealthy businessmen like to stay here, and there are many media who buy and sell news here, if you want to track down the whereabouts of Situ Nianqing, this is the best place."

"Hey, they all said they were going to come with Brother Hua and them," Peng Wuwang looked around, looking at the brothel guys who nodded to people, and the Qinglou women who stood on the balcony and scratched their heads at passers-by, and said loudly, "There is a mix of fish and dragons here, men are not like men, and women are not like women. Pavilions and pavilions, one after another, the eyes are spent, and there is still talk about looking for people."

"Third brother, junior brother, I am also a middle expert, you follow me, it must be no problem." Peng Wu was not afraid to say happily, "Let's start with the hairpin building, this hairpin building is amazing, when twenty-four prostitutes Chen Jiazhuan Xiao Gu performed, Emperor Yang of Sui ......, hey!" I saw Peng Wuwang grab Peng Wufear's collar with one hand and lift him up: "Stinky boy, when did you develop a bad habit of nostalgia for fireworks and willow lane, wasting your time, how did the eldest brother and second brother teach you in the first place?"

"Third brother, stop the anger, the third brother stop the anger, I have all hearsay, and I have not personally experienced it at all." Peng Wuwei was so frightened that he said in a loud voice, "Since Bashan, I have been practicing martial arts with my heart, if you don't believe it, you can ask Hou Ah Da!"

Peng Wuwang's expression was calm at this time, and he put him down: "Fourth brother, then what are you talking about, and you are also telling the allusions to these brothels."

Peng Wuxing smiled awkwardly and said, "Third brother, the younger brother originally wanted to show his ability, so he casually said it to fool you."

"You kid," Peng sneered, "I almost believed it." He let out a long sigh, looked left and right, and said, "It seems that you and my brother are at a loss, and we have been walking for so many hours without making any progress. Let's start with this flower building."

The two brothers looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and were just about to step into the building, when suddenly a trembling voice came from the market next to them: "Hey, guest officer, you have to look at each other, iron mouth, outspoken, and like a god."

"Third brother, since manpower is sometimes poor, it is better to ask the ghosts and gods." Peng Wuxing suddenly had a whim.

"It's okay," Peng Wuwang thought for a moment, and said, "If there is a god in his head, give him a try."

The two brothers squeezed through the crowd and came to the hexagram stall that had just shouted. The owner of the hexagram stall is a young man in his twenties, with a round head and a round head, thin lips and a wide mouth, and his eyes are shining. Looking at his appearance, the Peng brothers' hearts tightened, and their confidence in him immediately decreased by three points.

Seeing the hesitant appearance of the two people, the owner of the hexagram stall hurriedly got up and hugged his fists, and said, "The two of you are the twenty-seventh generation of Maoshan hexagrams. Looking at the two Yinghua introverted and extraordinary, I don't know if I would like to come to divinate a hexagram."

Peng Wuwang glanced at the fourth brother hesitantly, Peng Wuxing stepped forward and snorted, he had to come to the hexagram stall and sit down uneasily, politely arched his hand, and said, "Hello master, in Xia Qingzhou Peng, the whereabouts of a descendant of an old man are counted."

The owner of the hexagram stall waved his hand and said, "Guest officer, I am only good at looking at the bones and touching the bones, if it is someone else, I am afraid that there is nothing I can do."

Peng Wuwang sighed and was about to stand up. Suddenly, the owner of the hexagram stall said, "Wait, guest officer, you have a strange face and an extraordinary aura, why don't you let me see it clearly." After speaking, he couldn't help but say something, and grabbed Peng Wuhope's left hand. Peng Wuwang was stunned for a moment, and let him go.

The owner of the hexagram stall pressed Peng Wuhope's left hand for a long time, and between the eyebrows of Peng Wuwang who looked at him carefully, Yin Tang sighed and said, "Strange, strange. Guest officer, look at your red hall, bright cheeks, no snakes in your mouth, straight nose and straight mouth, and bright eyes like fire, you are exactly the appearance of a benevolent gentleman, although there is a catastrophe in the future, but as long as you are open-minded, you can't live in peace. The strange thing is that you have horizontal thorns in your bones, wide in front and narrow in the back, as hard as iron and stone, and the tendons and veins are connected, which is the only lovesick bone in ten thousand, and it is destined to make several girls lovesick for you. The bone phase, the face of each other, the fate is changeable, the truth is unpredictable, the truth is unpredictable."

"your big fart!" Before Peng Wuwang could speak, Peng Wuxing on the side was already furious, slapped the hexagram case hard, and shouted, "You guy is just talking nonsense, my third brother is a sincere man, and he is not the same in his life, how can he make a woman sad." You look honest, but you're a money-cheating gangster."

The owner of the hexagram stall hurriedly said, "Guest officer, I have always been outspoken and unscrupulous in fortune-telling, and I can say as much as I want, this benevolent brother's life is indeed like this, how can you blame me."

"You still have a hard mouth," Peng Wuxing said angrily, "My third brother is the world-famous Qingzhou Flying Tiger Peng Wuwang, you go to Henan Province and Bashu Sichuan to inquire, my third brother is a person who sees the color and wants to abandon the chaos from the beginning." You dare to claim to be a god when you talk so falsely. Lao Tzu, I demolished your hexagram stall." After speaking, he kicked towards the hexagram case. Halfway through, he suddenly paused, because Peng Wuxing suddenly remembered that he was bullying and dominating the market in the rules of Peng's house, and it was a big mistake to disturb the township, and it would be a heavy cane of forty, and at worst he would think about it behind closed doors for three years, and if the circumstances were serious, he would be expelled from the house. He looked at Peng Hopeless pleadingly. I saw that Peng Wuwang had already stood up, his face was purple, and he nodded to him solemnly. With the approval of the third brother, Peng was overjoyed, he shouted, and a draped leg smashed on the hexagram stall from top to bottom, and immediately smashed the hexagram stall to pieces.

"Oh, my hexagram stall!" The owner of the hexagram stall rushed forward in pain, "You are unreasonable."

"What's unreasonable, you are not good at learning, you cheat people out of money, and you have to quibble. Look at your eyes, they are bright, and they don't look like a fortune teller." Peng said fearlessly.

"How can you judge people by their appearance? My eyes are a little bigger, but I have studied hard in Maoshan for ten years, and I have done my best to pass on the true tradition, the art of divination, unparalleled in the world, how can you blue-headed boys imagine it?" The owner of the hexagram stall was angry and anxious, and said proudly.

"Green-headed boy, you can be a few years older than me, if you want to say more, I will fight you together." Peng was furious.

At this moment, Peng Wuwang stepped forward and grabbed Peng Wuxing and handed a piece of flying money to the owner of the hexagram stall.

"Ten taels of gold!" The owner of the hexagram stall took the flying money, his eyes opened wider, and there was a tendency to break out of his eyes.

"It's enough to pay you for the hexagram, right?" Peng Wuwang said in a deep voice.

"Guest officer, you finally understand that my hexagram is accurate." The owner of the hexagram stall immediately calmed his anger, collected the flight money, and said proudly.

"I'm sorry, this money has lost your hexagram stall, and the rest is left for you to do some small business, don't be embarrassed by setting up a hexagram stall here." Peng Wuwang said loudly and angrily, "If I see you setting up a hexagram stall to cheat again, I will see you smash it once." After speaking, he picked up Peng Wuxing and strode out of the crowd of onlookers and disappeared into the crowd. Only the owner of the hexagram stall was left, his eyes widened, and he didn't know whether to scold angrily or thank him.

Returning to the hairpin building again, the Peng brothers looked at each other, feeling at a loss. Peng Wuxing said, "Third brother, you were too generous just now, that charlatan is so unbearable, why do you give him so many silver taels."

Peng Wuwang said unconcernedly: "Hey, the fact of looking for Situ Nianqing is slim, scattering more silver taels to go out, it should be to accumulate some yin virtue for Uncle Situ, I hope that God will pity us and let us find his only bone and blood."

Peng Wuxing also sighed and said, "It's a pity, Uncle Situ has no son, and the Situ family has no successor."

"You can't say that," Peng Wuwang patted the fourth brother on the shoulder, "As long as we find Situ Nianqing, we will take her back to Uncle Situ's house, as long as someone is willing to join in, Uncle Situ will still have a future." However, it is imperative to find Situ Nianqing as soon as possible."

The two of them looked up at the plaque of the hairpin building at the same time, luckily, glanced at each other, and said in unison, "Go."