Dakin, Zhao Wangfu, Flower Hall.

Hearing the shouts outside, Liang Ziweng was a little worried, his big baby was in the house.

But after thinking about it carefully, the thief has been discovered, and he should not be able to take his own treasure snake with him. You must know that the treasure snake has been fed all year round, and a few people can't hold it at all.

How can someone in this world steal their big treasure without any movement!

Thinking like this, Liang Ziweng suddenly settled down.

Infallible!

On the stage, after Yan Honglie's greetings, he began to get to the point.

"Heroes and heroes, some of them were specially invited by this king, and some of them are friends of my son, so I won't say anything outside of me.

Bringing you here is actually a big deal!"

After speaking, Wanyan Honglie smiled at Guo Jing.

He is young and honest, he may be a disciple of a hermit master, and he is also willing to give some face.

As long as he is a master, he is respected. For example, Naqiu's handling of the machine, now that the Quanzhen Sect has such a big momentum in Dajin, it is actually inseparable from his support.

Guo Jing didn't know what he was laughing at, but Brother Le said that he didn't know what to say, just sneered, and people would make up for it themselves.

"Hey~"

Wanyan Honglie must be so naïve in his heart, he really doesn't know the world.

"Lord, what do you want us to do, just say it. I don't want to say anything else, I just have a lot of strength!" Sha Tongtian said with a big grin.

Wanyan Honglie smiled: "A few months ago, Xiao Wang accidentally saw the information of Yue Fei, a famous general in the Southern Song Dynasty, in the old files of the palace, including a few poems he wrote before he died.

Back then, in order to befriend me with a lot of gold, Qin Hui specially sent those words to someone to send over.

After studying for a long time, the king finally cracked the original four crooked words that had to be read every three words, first backwards and then in order, repeatedly and coherently, before finally he could understand the meaning of the words."

"What do you mean?" Everyone was curious.

Even Guo Jing was heartfelt.

Grandpa Yue, he often heard the masters mention that he was loyal to the country, and his father was still a soldier of Yue Dashuai before, so he had an inexplicable admiration for this person at will.

Wanyan Honglie looked at everyone looking at him intently, quite proud, obviously admiring his wisdom.

"It turned out that before his death, Yue Fei knew that it was hopeless to serve the country, so he left a book of war, hoping that future generations could learn his art of war, destroy my Dajin, and be ashamed of Jingkang!"

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that they were asked to dig graves and then attack the Great Song Dynasty.

Although many of them are Song people, they don't have a good impression of the Great Song Dynasty.

When a country has peasant uprisings all year round, just think about it to know what the virtues of those officials are.

The most important thing is that they are not good people in the first place, as long as they have money and benefits, let alone digging other people's graves, they can dig their own ancestral graves.

"Later, this king continued to investigate, and that Yue Fei died in Fengbo Pavilion that day and was buried in the nearby Zhong'an Bridge. Later, Song Xiaozong moved his body to the edge of the West Lake for a grand burial and built an ancestral temple.

And the relics of his clothes were placed in another place, in Lin'an."

"As for the specific location, it depends on the heroes arriving in Lin'an, and this king will send someone to inform them to prevent the leakage of major events!"

Everyone was immediately dissatisfied, didn't they distrust them? The point is that it piqued their curiosity!

Suddenly, a sergeant rushed in from outside the door.

"Lord Wang, it's no good, two thieves came just now and stole a lot of things!"

Wanyan Honglie was suddenly dissatisfied, how many things can two people take away?

"What did they steal?"

The sergeant shook his head, even with a look of horror on his face.

"I don't know, I just know that a person carries a bamboo basket on his chest and two *** bags behind him. Tightly packed; The other one didn't know if it was a person, but saw two sacks flying on the roof.

We chased for a while, but we couldn't find anyone."

***

Bag?

Wanyan Honglie suddenly panicked, it can't be his wife, right? Thinking of this, I was in a hurry, and I didn't care about the people in the hall and ran directly to the backyard.

Liang Ziweng in the hall also followed behind with a pale face, wouldn't the bamboo basket be the one he pretended to be a snake?

Backyard, wooden house.

Mu Yi and Princess Bao Xiweak are complaining to each other.

Eighteen years ago, the Jin soldiers suddenly surrounded Niujia Village, Yang Tiexin fought with the officers and soldiers, was seriously injured, and finally grabbed a cavalryman's horse, ran out on horseback for several miles, and fainted in the grass.

The next day, he was rescued by a family in Hetang Village, but fortunately, the family treated him wholeheartedly, and finally raised him for half a month.

Back to Niujia Village, it is already a matter of people, and people go to empty buildings.

A few days later, he returned to the farmhouse in Hetang Village, where the plague was epidemic, and six of the seven members of the farmer's family died of the epidemic within a few days, leaving only a baby girl who was not born for a long time.

Yang Tiexin was duty-bound, accepted the baby girl as a righteous daughter, and took her to inquire around to find the whereabouts of Guo Xiaotian's wife and his wife.

He didn't dare to use the name of Yang Tiexin anymore, so he dismantled the word "Yang", changed "wood" to "Mu", and changed his name to Mu Yi.

For more than ten years, she has been running around, wandering the rivers and lakes, and her righteous daughter Mu Nianci has also grown up, and she is like a flower.

Yang Tiexin expected that most of his wife had died in the chaos, but he hoped that God would have eyes and his righteous brother Guo Xiaotian would have a queen, so he asked his righteous daughter to show her face, erect a pennant of "competition to recruit relatives", and created a pair of iron halberds, which were inserted next to the flag, hoping to meet Guo Jing and get married.

Bao Xiqiao also explained that she rescued a person in the village back then, and then Jin Bing came to attack, and she happened to be rescued by that person, and this person was Wanyan Honglie.

For the sake of the child in her womb, she has been living in this palace, and Wanyan Honglie promised her to send her subordinates to inquire about Yang Tiexin's news.

Over the years, Wanyan Honglie has respected her very much, Qiu has not committed any crimes, and he has treated his son Yang Kang like a parent.

Bao Xiwan saw that his son was doing well, and his husband had no news, so he stopped thinking about going out.

The two are husband and wife, they already know each other, chatting and chatting, and unconsciously do it in bed, and then communicate to the end.

"Pity the weak, cherish the weak, you're okay!" Someone suddenly shouted outside the house.

Yang Tiexin, who was working hard, was startled, trembled, and after a while, he got up, looked around, picked up his clothes and shoes and hurriedly hid under the bed.

Bao Xi got up in a panic and put down her skirt.

"Pity the weak!" Wanyan Honglie rushed in directly, and when he saw that his sweetheart was still there, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Back then, he rescued him from the desperate death, and he also fed him medicine and fed him personally, like a beam of light shining into his heart.

In his heart, this woman is a perfect and pure dream of himself.

Over the years, in order to get her heart, he has done almost everything he can, not only did not a woman come into the house, but even included Yang Kang, the son of the Song people, into the family tree and named the little prince.

"Lord Wang!" Bao Xi squatted slightly, and gave a blessing.

Wan Yan Honglie nervously grabbed Bao Xi's weak little hand: "There are assassins outside, I'm so worried about you, why don't you move into the palace, there are many guards there, and there are masters, it's very safe."

Bao Xiwan directly withdrew his hand: "Lord Wang, the concubine is a married woman, please respect yourself."

Wanyan Honglie was stunned, for more than 20 years, he didn't have a few opportunities to touch his hands, when will he be able to kiss Fangze?

Could it be that this woman's heart is iron-clad? What do you have to do to impress her?

Looking carefully at the face of the woman in front of her, she is almost forty years old, but she is still the same as before, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque.

"Huh?" Wanyan Honglie suddenly asked, "Sorry for the weak, why is your face so red?"

Looking at the furnishings in the house, as well as hoes and other farm tools, Wanyan Honglie felt distressed for a while.

"I've said it many times, it doesn't cost much to raise one or two idlers in the palace, so why do you have to cultivate the land yourself? It's going to wear you out."

Bao Xiweak sat down, bowed his head and said nothing

It was so soft that I couldn't stand up.

Wanyan Honglie was surprised in his heart, and his confidence suddenly increased, this was the first time that he showed his little daughter posture in front of him.

Is there a chance next time?

"Sorry for the weak, you... You're fine here, I see that something seems to have happened to the guests in the house, I'll go and see."

"It's important for the prince to do his own thing."

"Hmm!"

Wanyan Honglie nodded heavily, feeling that his life and career were full of motivation. Turning around, opening the door, his nose wrinkled, as if he smelled something strange.

Then he shook his head, disapproving.

Over the years, in order to make the weak have something to do, my son often brings back some injured animals, so there are often some strange smells of medicine in the house.

Having figured it out, the man strode away.

Bao Xiweak also breathed a sigh of relief, and then his face turned red, and he hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped the water flowing to his thighs, which should be the teapot water I don't know when it spilled on my body.

Yang Tiexin crawled out from under the bed, in a good mood, with a smile on his face, if it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would almost laugh out loud.

"Pity the weak, come with me!"

Bao Xiweak's heart moved, marrying a chicken and marrying a dog with a dog, of course she was willing to go with her husband.

"And what about our son? Kang'er has been a little prince for 20 years, is he willing to suffer and suffer with us?"

"What? Then Yan Kang turned out to be my son?" Yang Tiexin was surprised and delighted.

I was surprised that the gentleman who injured himself turned out to be his own son, and the joy was that he her mother just now, and he was still his father.

Bao Xi glanced at him weakly: "Virtue! Can't you recognize your own son? Look at his eyebrows, what one is not like you?"

"Hey, hey!" Yang Tiexin scratched his head, only feeling that being able to marry such a wife in this life was simply a blessing accumulated by his ancestors.

"You go first, wait for me to slowly talk to Kang'er, and when he accepts, our family will find a way to return to Da Song!" Bao Xiqiao said.

"But!" Yang Tiexin was very uneasy.

"What, all these years? Don't you believe me?" Bao Xi weakly grabbed the soft flesh on Yang Tiexin's waist and asked weakly.

Yang Tie grinned in distress and hurriedly replied, "Okay, good!"

"Then I'll go first, and I'll come to you in a few days!"

"Wait a few more days, you wood, I need to rest!

When the time comes, I'll let the guards at the back door pick you in, and say that you are a farmer in the village, and come to help me loosen the soil! You remember to be older." Bao Xi's weak face turned red.

"Hey, hey!"

......

Backyard, pharmacy.

Liang Ziweng led all the masters straight here, and when he saw the open door, he was shocked. As soon as I stepped into the door, I screamed badly, and the room was full of medicine jars and medicine bottles, and there was no bamboo basket on the table where the strange snake was placed.

Liang Ziweng's body was half cold, and his twenty years of work were wasted overnight, and he cried directly.

This ginseng immortal old monster was originally a visitor in Changbai Mountain, and later killed a seriously injured predecessor Yiren, from his bag got a secret book of martial arts and more than ten prescriptions, according to the law of cultivation and study, since then martial arts, and proficient in pharmacology.

One of the recipes is the secret of raising snakes with medicine, so as to make it easier to strengthen the body. He collected medicinal materials according to the prescription, and after a lot of hard work, he caught a strange poisonous pit viper in the deep mountains and dense forests, and raised it with various rare medicines.

The body color of the snake was gray and black, and gradually turned red after taking Dansha, ginseng and other medicines, and after feeding for 20 years, the snake body has been completely red in the past few days.

This is the snake, and this is his lifeline.

Turning around, looking at the masters, Liang Ziweng's eyes were red.

"You didn't steal it! Isn't it?"

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't say anything, they were all talking just now, where did they get the opportunity to steal things.

Looking around at everyone, Liang Ziweng finally looked at Guo Jing, and these people present had no terrifying record and background about him.

"Say

That's you, boy!"

Guo Jing: ......

"Why, still don't admit it? I don't look like a good person at first glance! Why don't you give me back the serpent?"

Saying that, Liang Ziweng actually pounced directly on Guo Jing.

Guo Jing subconsciously waved his hand.

"Smack~"

Liang Ziweng was directly fanned back to the wall and slowly slid to the ground.

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to check, and found that the old man had simply fainted, and there was no trace of injury on his body, and they were shocked.

To achieve such a degree, it can be seen how subtle Guo Jing's control of strength is.

"Brother Guo, good kung fu!" A person next to him exclaimed.

This person was dressed in white, with a light fur and a slow belt, and his demeanor was very chic, he looked thirty-five or sixteen years old, his eyes flew obliquely, his face was handsome, and he was handsome.

When I spoke just now, I was completely dismissive of these so-called masters, but now I finally began to get serious.

"Hey, hey." Guo Jing was embarrassed to be praised.

"Under Ouyang Ke, uncle Ouyang Feng, I don't know which of your subordinates you come from?" Ouyang Ke asked with a smile.

"Ouyang Feng?" Sha Tongtian exclaimed, "But Ouyang Feng, the western poison among the five absolute ones in the world?"

"Exactly!" Ouyang Ke shook the folding fan and said confidently.

Hearing this, everyone collectively took a step back.

Human life, the shadow of a tree, can be called by poison, and the record of the poison naturally reaches a terrifying level.

It is rumored that I don't know how many wealthy families were easily wiped out by one person in the West Poison, and the chickens and dogs were not left.

Guo Jing was also stunned, he didn't know about the Western Poison, but he knew the masters' awe of the Eastern Evil, and hurriedly clenched his fists: "Disrespectful, under Guo Jing, from the desert!"

As for Master's title, it is inconvenient to tell you."

Ouyang Ke shook the folding fan, and his face instantly turned cold.

"Oh, over there, I'm a little tired today, say goodbye!"

After Ouyang Ke left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Guo Jing saw that there was no excitement here, so he also took his leave.

Several other masters hurriedly clenched their fists and sent each other off with smiles.

Going out, Guo Jing shook his head, a lot of things really happened today. It's a pity that I didn't find out the location of Grandpa Yue's Wu Mu's suicide note.

But fortunately, there will be a chance in the future.

At the door, Ouyang Ke frowned tightly, for thirty years, he had been trained and tortured by his uncle every day, so that he had the current kung fu.

As a result, this young man was young, and his martial arts were not under him.

Under jealousy, he had quietly used several poisons just now, but they had no effect.

Is there still someone in this world who can be invulnerable?

In a few years, won't this person be his nemesis in White Camel Mountain? Will my uncle still be able to compete for the first place in the world at that time?

No, I have to ask my uncle to come to Kyoto and get rid of this person!

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