Yuan Zheng somewhat understood why this southern young man had such a big temper with himself.

The grievances and grievances between the northerners and the southerners, not to mention the far, are close to the typical case of Yuan Tieshan slaughtering the city in Nanyue.

South Vietnam is not very far from the south of the Yangtze River, and in the past, countless scholars in the south of the Yangtze River were criticizing Yuan Tieshan.

Now that Yuan Zheng is here, it will naturally make some southern martial artists excited.

Looking at Tang Yi, who was a little upright, Yuan Zheng smiled and said, "I came here without malice. ”

Tang Yi said: "Gongzi Xie Hua is a big man in our Jiangnan, and he is also the face of our Jiangnan, you humiliated him, he doesn't care, he just doesn't bother to care about you, literati won't care about vulgar people like us." ”

"However, that is also a real literati, and Gongzi Xie Hua is a real literati. ”

"You came to Jiangnan, in fact, from the first day you came to Jiangnan, the major families already knew about it. ”

"I didn't send anyone to embarrass you, and I didn't let the Thorn County guards along the way detain you. ”

"That's because we southerners are also hospitable and don't want to have more rights and wrongs. ”

"There are many southern puffers like me, and they know that there are things to do and things to do. ”

"His Royal Highness King Wu's name is indeed loud, he can suppress the Southern Shi clan, and he can suppress the Thorn Shi County Guard along the way. ”

"But it never scared us warriors. ”

"Since you're here, whether you're on the loose or have something else serious, you can do whatever you want. ”

"There's no need to wait for others to assassinate you and assassinate you in that fragrant town. ”

"Even if someone embarrasses you, there may be southerners, but I think it's more of you northerners. ”

Tang Yi said a lot in one breath, and Yuan Zheng listened carefully, probably knowing.

It turned out that the Jiangnan Xie family didn't care about Xie Hua being beaten and thrown into the pigsty by Yuan Zheng at all, and the gentleman didn't care about the villain, nor did he care about the vulgar.

It turned out that he was underestimated, and the corners of Yuan Zheng's mouth rose slightly, revealing a self-deprecating smile.

Yuan Zheng said humbly: "I have been taught, I am quite interested in martial arts, I just saw that your stick method is very innovative, I don't know what school you are learning from?"

In Tang Yi's imagination, the concubine of King Wu should be quite unreasonable, unruly and domineering.

suddenly softened, making Tang Yi uncomfortable.

Tang Yi said: "The family heirloom, the small skill of carving insects, makes you laugh." ”

The young people in the south could feel that when they were just fighting, the concubine of King Wu did not make a dead move, and every time he stopped at the point.

The strong sword pressure can leave traces on the mountain opening stick every time.

If Yuan Zheng is more ruthless, Tang Yi's consequences are difficult to say.

Yuan Zheng nodded slightly, he didn't get to the bottom of it, the aura of this southern youth convinced Yuan Zheng.

Clasped his hands into fists and said: "Thank you brother Tai for your kind reminder, in fact, I just want to enjoy the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, and there is no malice." ”

Staying in Qingxiang Town, Yuan Zheng just felt that the folk customs of Qingxiang Town were simple and the scenery was beautiful.

Although its humanistic customs are very different from those in the north, it can make Yuan Zheng feel sweet and comfortable.

Tang Yi said: "The words have come to this, and I will leave." ”

Yuan Zheng smiled awkwardly, and the young man in the south didn't look back, turned around and left.

Inserting the fighting ghost back into the brocade belt around his waist, Yuan Zheng silently operated Canghai Liuhe, suppressing his rising murderous aura.

This time it can be much stronger than the last time, and the fighting ghost can always inadvertently make the master murderous and lose control.

Yuan Zheng pondered: "Let's go back to the restaurant, find the shopkeeper to deal with the formalities, and go to the Dizen Temple to have a look." ”

In Buddhism, Yuan Zheng came into contact for the first time, and it was like a familiar thing at first sight, and then he drew his sword and faced each other.

Sichuan pepper and fennel led the five-colored deer and silently followed behind Yuan Zheng.

"The rivers and lakes in the south of the Yangtze River are actually very romantic, I want to go to join in the fun, and then go to the Dizen Temple, but I don't know where the excitement is. ”

"Is it considered to be a cultivator of the Shuren Sword like this kind of casual rambling?" asked Yuan Zheng to the swordsman behind him.

Hua Jiao hummed and said: "Shuren Sword, it is a practice without rules, let it be." ”

Having said that, in fact, Yuan Zheng also knew that the Shuren Sword was also divided into three, six, nine and so on.

He thought of the remaining vertical and horizontal sword qi on the cliff of Xishu, and then looked at his vertical and horizontal sword qi, it was really a heaven and an underground.

Lao Tzu is ashamed of himself......

Back in the garden, Fennel called the shopkeeper.

The figure is average, a little short, dressed in brocade clothes, and said with a kind smile: "Childe is leaving now?"

For this shopkeeper, Yuan Zheng didn't have too much dealing, and at a glance he knew that he belonged to a typical southerner, who was treacherous and business-free, and was shrewd in calculation.

But then again, Yuan Zheng himself has nothing to do with the shopkeeper.

smiled indifferently: "Well, I'm leaving, it's not a matter to live here all the time." ”

This shopkeeper is very shrewd, and he peculiarly walked around in this small garden building before coming over to clean up the procedures with Yuan Zheng.

I'm afraid that Yuan Zheng will destroy a corner of the garden.

Thinking about it, it was still easier for Zhang Meiniang to talk at the beginning, after all, the house was in ruins, and she didn't ask for more silver.

After cleaning up the formalities, Yuan Zheng rode thousands of miles of smoke and clouds, took pepper and fennel, and went directly to Dichan Temple.

Between him and Buddhism, Yuan Zheng has no fate, and he doesn't plan to be empty, at least Yuan Zheng can't completely quit women, let alone the rest of his hobbies.

But since the source of a certain assassin came from the Dizen Temple, Yuan Zheng naturally wanted to take a look.

The rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River is not an obstacle for Yuanzheng.

He has long been out of the rain and dew, and the moisture does not enter the body, walking in the rain curtain, which is beautiful.

Dichan Temple is located in the north of Qingshan County, its topography is condescending, itself is built on the peak of Danyang Mountain, condescending in the middle of the condescending, under Danyang Mountain, there is a turbulent river, flowing endlessly.

In the middle is the familiar iron lock Hengjiang Lianlong Bridge.

As soon as he thought that he was going to cross the bridge again, Yuan Zheng felt a little big.

The last time was on the Jiuzhen Bridge, and this time I almost crossed the bridge in front of someone's house.

Before arriving in Qingshan County and at the foot of Danyang Mountain, Yuan Zheng felt a little big.

In the quiet place of Buddhism, there are Bodhisattva good eyes, and naturally there are Buddha angry Vajra, imaginary, once there is any conflict, it is a vicious battle.

Yuan Zheng deliberately asked: "If I encounter danger in the Dichan Temple, will the two sisters come to the rescue, or will they not save me when they die?"

Fennel didn't react much, and rode the five-colored deer to follow Yuan Zheng without hurrying or slow.

Hua Jiao said: "How can we attack an enemy that Gongzi can't defeat?"

Yuan Zheng: "......"

It seems that these two swordsmen can really only hold swords, serve swords, make decorations, and remind themselves of what they should do, and then it will not be of much use.

Three days later.

The light rain and misty fog all dissipated.

The sun on Danyang Mountain is quite dazzling, the sky is clear, the grass is green, and the water of the big river is surging.

Yuan Zheng saw the bridge, compared to the Jiuzhen Bridge, the water flow under the bridge was not so fierce, and the bridge was not so long and wide.

However, the stone lions at the head and end of the bridge are shining with golden light, and the typical Buddha relies on gold.

This time there was no one on the opposite side of the bridge, looking up, you can vaguely see the temple building of Danyang Mountain, and you can vaguely hear the sound of chanting one after another, with far-reaching artistic conception.

"It's not good for me to come to such a place of Buddhism to find people who have bad intentions against me. Yuan Zheng said to himself.

But when you think about it, the brighter the place, the deeper the shadow is hidden.

He decided to cross the bridge anyway, and the clouds flew into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he leaped over the river and came to the opposite bank.

There was a little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a white dress, embroidered with bright red plum blossoms, with a refreshing short hair.

The girl had big watery eyes, and her hands were behind her back, and their hands were still knotted with each other.

The delicate facial features and fair skin all reveal the innocence of this girl, as well as a bit of elf eccentricity.

As soon as he arrived on the other side, he met such a little girl, and Yuan Zheng couldn't help but think of Huan'er and Bizhu in Xishu.

The right hand was subconsciously placed on the scabbard of the fighting ghost.

Seeing this, the girl hurriedly said, "I know that you are Yuanzheng, and I am not here to trouble you, but to do business with you." ”

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