"Challenge me?" The disciple stretched out his hand and pointed to his nose, his face was full of astonishment, and then he stared at Song Mingjing with a smile and nodded: "Okay!" Then let me, as a senior brother, give me a good guide to Senior Brother Zhang's martial arts. ”

Elder Long Beard said lightly: "Compete with the same sect, point to the end, don't hurt your life." ”

"Elder Yu rest assured, the disciple can save it."

The disciple took a step, stared at Song Mingjing and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhang, don't say that Senior Brother won't give you a chance, you can strike first!" ”

Song Mingjing was too lazy to talk nonsense, his body shook, and the disciple only felt a flower in front of him, and then he was slapped on the head, his eyes rolled, and he fainted with a very crisp and neat "poof".

The noisy and noisy sound of the scene stopped abruptly, and everyone was like a duck choked by the throat, unable to make a sound.

……

When the "Sun Gongzi" party came, there were six people, and when they returned, the team increased by twenty-seven people.

In addition to the twenty old disciples and five new disciples, including Song Mingjing, two more masters of the Wudang Law Enforcement Hall were added.

A group of people went down Wudang Mountain and arrived at the official road, only to find that a prisoner car was parked on the official road, and the cage was covered with black cloth on all sides, and it was impossible to see the scene inside.

Around the prisoner car, there were Qing court officers and soldiers, and Song Mingjing probably glanced at it a few times, I am afraid that there are not more than 200 people.

A group of Wudang disciples also exchanged ears and whispered, speculating about who was being held in the prison car, and they needed to be guarded by such a big battle.

"Go back to Guangzhou, let's go!"

"Sun Gongzi" glanced around, said a word, his voice was crisp and pleasant, and then went straight into the only carriage, the wheels "creaking" and turning, and marching slowly.

With the prisoner cart dragging, this speed naturally could not be raised, and when it was dark, he only walked forty or fifty miles, and found the nearest village and town to spend the night that night.

Night.

Two sneaky figures poked their heads out of the room, looked left and right for a moment, saw that no one noticed, and tiptoed into the room of "Zhu Yeqing" Zhu Tao.

After a while, there was a faint laugh and a heavy wheezing sound, which seemed to be intermittent.

On the roof of the green tile house, Song Mingjing sat cross-legged, his face speechless, he was now worried that his ears were too bright, why was it so difficult to find a quiet place to practice with peace of mind?

They lodged in a small landlord's house, and the prisoner cart was parked in the courtyard, and officers and soldiers were guarded on all sides, taking turns to keep vigil.

Song Mingjing suddenly caught a glimpse of the red-robed monk walking to the prisoner car, lifted the corner of the black cloth, stuffed a palm-sized package in his hand, and talked in a low voice, only then did he cover the black cloth, turn around and leave quickly.

And those officers and soldiers seemed to turn a blind eye to this scene.

"It's a little weird!"

Seeing this scene, Song Mingjing didn't know that there was a ghost in it, he lightly touched the top beam under his feet, and the person jumped up and down like a flying swallow, and fell lightly into the corridor, straightened his clothes, and returned to the room.

It is still far from Guangzhou, and he has time to find out the situation on the way, and he is not in a hurry.

What's more, if his King Kong is not bad, his magic skills will be small in a few days, and his combat power will increase by a few points at that time, and he will be able to grasp it even more.

More than 200 officers and soldiers who can rush to kill at any time are not comparable to the rabble of gang members, plus Zhu Tao, Tan Jiugong, Deng Bingkun and so on, a group of martial artists who are not weak in the formation, Song Mingjing has to avoid its edge when encountered, and will not choose to go head-to-head.

At dawn the next day, the group continued on the road.

It's just that among the twenty old disciples, two of them had flushed faces, deep-set eye sockets, listlessness, and trembled when they walked, as if they were going to fall down at any moment.

"What? Are you sick? A disciple who was close to the two of them asked worriedly.

"Sure enough, there are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames! It's completely drained! Song Mingjing knew it and glanced at Zhu Tao.

However, the elder Jiang glanced at the two of them, his face immediately changed greatly, and he checked the pulse again, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed to be dripping water, and he shouted angrily: "Bastard! Two things that are not angry, my Wudang's face has been lost by you! ”

After scolding the two, he turned to Zhu Tao again and glared fiercely.

Zhu Tao was not afraid at all, and looked at him with a smile.

Elder Jiang's hair was all open, and he was furious: "Zhu Yeqing, you shameless slut, you can't control the old man who does it to others, but you dare to make a move on my Wudang disciple?" You have to give the old man an explanation! ”

"Confession? I have a concubine with them, you love me, I don't know how hearty and comfortable, Master Jiang, what do you want to explain? Otherwise, the slave family will grow old with you tonight! Zhu Tao licked her lips and said delicately.

"You! , I'll kill you! Elder Jiang was angry, and with a "choked" sound, he pulled out his sword and unsheathed it, and was about to kill Zhu Tao.

"Master Jiang, stop!" A delicate cheer came, and a slender and slender hand lifted the carriage curtain, and it was the "Sun Gongzi"—or Miss Sun staring coldly at him and Zhu Tao.

"Yes!" Elder Jiang took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

Miss Sun turned to Zhu Tao again and said, "Zhu Yeqing, you should also be a little more restrained." Immediately, the curtain fell.

Nothing to say all the way.

After a few days of travel, when the team was about to arrive in Jiangling, they stopped at a tea shed on the side of the post road to rest, and there were only one old and one young in the tea shed, which seemed to be a couple.

Seeing the guests coming, the young shopkeeper hurriedly wiped the table, poured a bowl of herbal tea, and said attentively: "Ladies and gentlemen, you are tired on the road, please sit down and drink tea to quench your thirst." ”

Tan Jiugong glanced at the guy in the store a few times, picked up the tea and sniffed it, and said with a smile: "Man, how much is a bowl of this tea?" ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Uncle, a small business, a bowl of three pennies!" ”

"Sanwen money! Sanmon! Tan Jiugong chattered twice, and suddenly threw the tea bowl on the shopkeeper, and laughed: "I want to buy my Tan Jiugong's life for three dollars, and you have done too well in this business." ”

Deng Bingkun also flipped his hand and lifted the table and chair away, hit the old man in the corner, and snorted: "Half a catty and eight taels, Tong Su is not bullied!" You two brothers have been pretending to be ghosts all day long, and today you are going to turn you into a pair of dead ghosts. ”

The old and young in this tea shed seem to be the two of them, but in fact they are a pair of biological brothers, the age is less than 30 years old, the elder brother is named Tong Banjin, and the younger brother is called Tong Baliang, which is called "half a catty and eight taels, Tong Suo is not bullied" by the people of the rivers and lakes!

Don't look at the old man's sleek, old age, but he is a younger brother, the most important thing is that the Tong brothers joined the Red Flower Society a few years ago and were on the wanted list of the Qing court.

"What about the rest of you Red Flower Society? Let's all get out together, little monk to send you on your way! The red-robed monk stood up, the golden light in his palm flashed, and there were already two more golden vertebrae, wrapped in a strong wind and smashed into Tong Banjin's head.