There was nothing to say all night, the next day Mo Wen went out of the city early, walked along a path, it was late autumn at this time, it suddenly snowed in the sky, and walked a few steps, the snow became bigger, the snowflakes fluttered a little bit, I saw only a white expanse, the wild people disappeared, walked for nearly ten miles, the water flashed in front, it was a small lake. At this time, the weather is not very cold, the lake is not frozen, the snowflakes fall on the surface of the lake, all melt in the water, the lake is lined with plum trees, plum blossoms and ice snow stamen, more bright.

Mo Wen stood by the lake, looking a little hesitant, but the corners of his mouth showed a slight smile.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of water, and a flat boat floated out of the bushes. I saw a woman at the stern of the boat rowing with oars, with long hair and a shawl, white clothes all over her body, and a gold belt tied to her hair. Mo Wen saw that this girl was dressed like a fairy, and Rao couldn't help but be stunned when he saw many beautiful women. The boat slowly approached, and I saw that the woman was only fifteen or sixteen years old, her skin was better than snow, she was extremely beautiful, and her complexion was exquisite, and she could not be forced to look at.

The girl rocked the boat to the shore and shouted at Mo Wen, "Brother Mo, come on!" ”

Mo Wen had already come back to his senses at this time, after all, Wang Yuyan and the women beside him were not under this woman, but men, they always cherished what they didn't get.

Smiling slightly, she jumped onto the boat with a slight lift of her feet, and the whole boat did not shake at all, and the girl's eyes lit up, and she praised: "Brother Mo, the light skill is really good!" ”

Mo Wen glanced at her and said unhurriedly: "The kung fu of the three-legged cat, if you want to learn it, the virtuous brother." Can I teach you, my brother Huang Xian? ”

Huang Rong's face turned red, knowing that the other party had discovered her identity. But who is she who suffers, she pouted lightly, and then counterattacked: "Did you find out my identity earlier, so you were so good to me?" ”

Mo Wen suddenly shouted: "How can it? Although I found out that you were a woman that day, but you put on makeup, how could I have thought that you would be such a fairy-like beauty, I had known-"

I knew that Mo Wen's voice was wrong. But Huang Rong still couldn't help asking, "What if I knew earlier?" ”

Mo Wen smiled, staring at each other with burning eyes, only to see Huang Rong's face blushing. Only then did he say: "I knew that I would be lying by Huang Xiandi's side with a dead face, and I won't leave anything!" ”

"You scumbag!" Huang Rong's face was even redder, yesterday's Mo Wen was gentle and elegant, but today he is humorous and funny. A few compliments and a few little jokes. The last trace of estrangement between the two was gone, and for a while, the boat was full of laughter like Huang Rong's silver bells.

The two chatted for a while, and then saw Huang Rong ask, "Brother Mo, where are you going on this trip?" ”

Mo Wen stretched his waist, drank out a mouthful of white air, and then said: "There is no special place to go, Sister Rong'er also knows that there is no shortage of money in my family, and I still have some kung fu." Therefore, if you want to visit at will, there is no fixed place. ”

But then Mo Wen thought about it. He said: "But right now, I want to go to Beijing, the capital of China." ”

"Why? But to see the customs of the capital? Huang Rong asked puzzled.

"No, Sister Rong'er, have you ever heard of Liang Ziweng, the old monster of the Ginseng Immortal?"

Huang Rong shook her head, her family is in Jiangnan, although her family is not shallow, but she is also a newcomer to the rivers and lakes, what kind of character is her father Huang Yaoshi, maybe he will be a master of West Poison, Nansu, and Beibei in advance, how can he mention Liang Ziweng, a character who is not in the stream.

Mo Wen gently scooped up a lake of water, and then put it back into the water, his movements were indescribably elegant, and a kind of luxury came to his face.

"That Liang Ziweng is an old man in Changbai Mountain, although his martial arts are not in the stream, but he is a good hand at raising snakes, I heard that he has a medicine snake that has been raised for more than 20 years, that is a great supplement, for my brother has eaten a lot of rare birds and beasts over the years, but this medicine snake has not been tasted for many years, so I want to go to China to try it."

Huang Rong's eyes narrowed slightly, and she didn't know what she thought, and suddenly whispered: "Brother Mo, Rong'er will make you snake soup to eat then." ”

"Well, then I will be blessed in Xiake."

The boat gently glided across the lake, and Huang Rong suddenly remembered something again, "Brother Mo, how do you know that Liang Ziweng is in Zhongdu, isn't he a master of Changbai Mountain?" ”

Looking Mo Wen up and down, from the expensive clothes to the ornaments on her waist, Huang Rong suddenly spoke: "And you can also withdraw money from the world's largest Tonghui money bank at will, Brother Mo's family background is not ordinary?" ”

Mo Wen suddenly stood up and stood in front of Huang Rong.

"Want to know?"

The fiery breathing made Huang Rong's neck itch, and then he heard Mo Wen smile evilly: "As long as Sister Rong'er marries me, you will naturally know!" ”――

Beijing, the central capital, is the capital of the Great Jin Kingdom, but at this time it is the world's first prosperous place, even if the old capital of the Song Dynasty Bianliang and the new capital Lin'an, it is not as good. I saw the Red Mansion Painting Pavilion, the embroidered Zhumen, the carved cars competed, and the horses galloped. High cabinet giant shop, full of strange goods and foreign objects; Tea shop wine shop, but see Chinese clothes beads. It's really full of flowers, and the drums are noisy; The golden green is shining, and Luo Qi is fragrant.

On this day, there was a man and a woman at the gate of the city, only to see that the two men were handsome and chic, with extraordinary temperament, and the women's skin was better than snow, extremely beautiful, like a fairy, and the two were like golden boys and girls, extremely matched, and the state was intimate, which attracted the attention of passers-by again and again.

These two people are Mo Wen and Huang Rong who came from Zhangjiakou, Huang Rong didn't pay attention to Mo Wen's joke that day, but she also knew the other party's mind, along the way, Mo Wen was gentle and elegant, humorous, and talented, gentle and considerate, the relationship between the two can be said to have heated up sharply, and now Huang Rong doesn't mind Mo Wen holding her little hand and taking advantage of some small advantages.

The two of them were walking around in the middle of the capital, and then they saw a sudden crowd of people, and everyone rushed to one place.

The two were curious, so they also followed, and when they looked, they realized that someone was competing to recruit relatives.

I saw that in the middle of the road, a pennant was fluttering and flying under the wind, with red flowers on a white background, embroidered with the four golden words of "competition to recruit relatives". On the left side of the pennant is an iron spear in the ground, and on the right side are two iron halberds. A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and a middle-aged man were standing there.

After that, the big man walked up and said, "My surname is Mu Mingyi, and I am from Shandong." Passing through your land, one does not seek fame, the other is not for profit, only for the little girl has reached the end of her year, and she has not yet allowed her in-laws. She once made a wish, not to hope that her husband would be rich and rich, but to be a good man with excellent martial arts, so she dared to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives. Whoever is under the age of thirty, who has not yet married, and who can win a fist and kick against a little girl, will be married to him by the little girl. In the next father and daughter, from south to north, they have experienced seven roads, just because the famous heroes are married, and the young heroes are rarely willing to care, so they have never gotten a good match. ”

It turned out to be this scene, Mo Wen smiled when he saw this scene, and glanced at Mu Nianci, who was quite tragic in the original book, and felt that this little beauty was a pity, but Huang Rong next to him saw a burst of pantothenic acid in his heart, and said angrily: "Brother Mo, if you don't go up and try it, you will definitely be able to hold the beauty with your martial arts, I think this little beauty is still very beautiful, I see pity." ”

Along the way, Mo Wen was idle, but he also taught Huang Rong a lot of martial arts, although because he was afraid of being guessed out of his identity, he did not teach Huang Rong's most suitable Northern Spiritual Skills, but he also handed over Ling Bo Weibu to him, this back and forth, the little girl now has some understanding of Mo Wen's martial arts level.

Mo Wen looked at her and pouted, her eyes were slightly red, she just smiled, and she was not angry and hung on her Qiong's nose, "No matter how beautiful my sister Rong is, it's too late for me to please you, how dare he think about it, but I saw that this little girl's kung fu is good, so I just looked at it a few more times, and you were cranky." ”

happened to see Mu Nianci on the stage and drove a few troublemakers off the stage in three or two clicks.

Huang Rong looked at it and nodded, "Kung Fu is good, but it's not as good as me, and it's far worse than Brother Mo." ”

But she said so, but in her heart, she secretly compared, Mo Wen was interested in women other than herself for the first time, how could she not care, and finally found that if she used Mo Wen's Protestant pace, she should win a big face, so she put her mind at ease.

"Let's go, Brother Mo, there's nothing to see." After watching it for a while, Huang Rong lost interest, that Mu Nianci's kung fu was good, but the others were far behind, just a few hands over and over, holding Mo Wen, and wanted to leave.

"There's no hurry." Seeing the bell ringing in the distance, dozens of healthy servants galloping over a young man, Mo Wen just smiled, "The show has just begun." (To be continued......)