"Meng San'er, I'm the first to disbelieve what you say! Otherwise, in front of so many of our heroes, you will ask us to search our bodies, if not, after we go down the mountain, we will return you justice! A big man with a big shoulder and a round waist spoke.

Meng San'er smiled bitterly: "After you finish searching, if not, do you want to say that I hid "Leaving the Song and Laughing in the Clouds"?" ”

The big man was stunned for a moment, and thought for a while: "Not bad! Where are you hiding, come quickly! ”

Meng San'er scolded in his heart, why doesn't anyone who practices martial arts have a normal brain?

At this time, Sanjiu Dao people came out to play a round again: "Since Brother Meng San'er dared to go to Wumei Mountain, probably he really didn't get "Leaving the Song and Laughing Floating Clouds", so let's not embarrass him, the so-called sin of wanting to add is no excuse, this basin of dirty water was splashed on the body of Brother Meng San'er by someone with a heart, maybe, this exercise is on the body of this person who splashed dirty water!" You are all discerning people, and you should know right from wrong! ”

At this time, Meng San'er was almost moved to tears: "Yes, what the Sanjiu Immortal Chief said is right!" Everyone, I did go to rob it, but I was so bad that I called the two little dolls of the Lin family to cheat, and there was a team of people in black who grabbed the exercises with me at that time! Maybe they caught up with the two dolls and snatched the exercises......"

In the firewood room, Zheng Zishan and Zhou Qiansan also listened to it sincerely.

"Is "Leaving the Song and Laughing in the Clouds" out of the world?" Zhou Qian's sour jaw was about to drop.

Zheng Zishan was also surprised: "I don't know, aren't we all with you these days!" ”

……

Soon the sky was dark, the Puhua Taoist Temple lit candles and oil lamps, the lights were bright, there were more than 70 heroes in the courtyard, everyone seemed to be waiting for something, whether it was black or white, no one was in a hurry.

Li Huan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said to Xian'er beside him: "Xian'er, go and see, is there anyone else on the way up the mountain, why has it been so long, and it hasn't arrived yet?" There can't be any surprises, right? ”

Xian'er tilted her little head: "Master, who do you say?" Who hasn't arrived yet? Besides, it's dark on this mountain, how can I see it clearly? ”

Li Huanyan nodded, she was a little anxious, it didn't matter, anyway, these people invited to play lively, many of them were old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, so it didn't hurt to ask them to catch up on the old days, and it didn't hurt to wait for a while.

At this time, Nan Ke and the third master were going up the mountain with a group of people, it was the disciples of the Hanshan Sect and Chen Wuxin.

"I really didn't expect to see you here, Third Master, we haven't seen each other in a few days." That confused gentleman Chen Wuxin spoke.

The third master laughed: "Yes, I didn't expect you to have such leisure and elegance, taking this path dedicated to seeing the scenery, but the hero sees the same!" ”

The disciples of the Hanshan faction next to him smiled bitterly, they wanted to take the big road, who knew that although Chen Wuxin was confused, his legs and feet were not slow, and his kung fu had already gone up the mountain from this scenic path, so they had to abandon the carriage and follow up the mountain, and they happened to meet Nan Ke and the third master on the way, the name of the third master They are like thunder, but they have never seen it, although Nan Ke is not well-known, but he is commensurate with the third master brothers, and he must be loyal and righteous people, just go together, that is, the two of them are not in good clothes, The embarrassed appearance of the weeds and branches hanging all over the body can't help but make people imagine.

Wumei Mountain in the sunset, looking down the mountain, there is a trickle between the shadows of the trees, reflecting the subtle sunset halo, sparkling, but there is a bit of unique beauty.

The third master looked at the beautiful scenery under the mountain on Nan Ke's back, and couldn't help but sigh: "I only walked this mountain road during the day before, but I didn't expect it to be so beautiful in the evening." ”

Nan Ke felt a little strange in his heart, the beautiful scenery of this evening could not have been seen this time...... Who called it a fall down the mountain......

The third master seemed to sense what Nan Cao was thinking, and said: "Brother Fan, aren't you good at chanting poems, come, how about improvising a poem on this beautiful picture?" ”

Chen Wuxin immediately greeted him: "Oh? Mr. Fan can also write poetry? Dare to ask Mr. Fan's name? ”

Nan Ke returned the salute: "In Xia Fan Bei slack." ”

Chen Wuxin frowned: "Fan Bei is ...... It's a familiar name, where do you feel like you've heard it...... I can't remember it! ”

Nan Cao opened his mouth and asked, "Senior Chen is also good about poetry and books?" ”

Chen Wuxin smiled and shook his head: "I just listen to others read poems and write them myself, I don't have that level, after all, I have this memory, but I can't remember anything, hahaha." ”

Nan Kexin said: If you can't remember, it's good to listen to others, what's the use of reading it to you? But I said it in my heart, and it would be rude to say it to my face.

Nan looked down the mountain, muttered for a moment, and said:

"The sun rises to the five eyebrows, and the green trees welcome the bright light,

The small beast is frightened by the rocks, and the two fall into the forest.

The fast sword breaks the core of the tree, and then falls like the first line,

It coincides with the trip of friends to enjoy the twilight black eyebrows. ”

After finishing a simple single poem, Chen Wuxin seemed to be thinking about something, and everyone else understood, Dong Zhao, the eldest disciple of the Hanshan faction, looked at the leaves and branches on Nan Ke and the third master, and his face was playful: It turned out that he fell down from the mountain, no wonder!

The third master's face was a little unbearable, and he coughed lightly twice: "Brother Fan, this kind of embarrassing thing...... Don't put it into a poem......"

Nan Ke didn't care too much, and pretended to be a master: "If you fall, you fall, I am straight and straight, what is the unspeakable Haoran at that time!" ”

As soon as these words came out, those disciples who practiced in the Hanshan Sect all year round and had never stepped into the rivers and lakes were all worshipped, and even Dong Zhao and Chen Wuxin also felt that it was no wonder that this person could be called a brother and brother with the third master, and there was indeed something outstanding, only the third master saw that this kid was not holding back a good fart in his heart, but he didn't pierce it.

"Mr. Fan is really extraordinary, he has great righteousness in his chest, he does not care about the opinions of others, what do you say, it should be learned by my generation!" Dong Zhao bowed as he spoke, and the other disciples of the Cold Mountain Sect behind him also followed their senior brother to salute.

Nan Ke smiled slightly, and bowed down with the third master on his back: "Brother Dong doesn't have to be like this, in the end, we are all the same, walking in the world, of course, we have to indulge in the sound of horses, say whatever you want, do whatever you want, otherwise you have to pretend to be a high look, and after you become a handful of yellow sand, and then hand it over to the descendants who have nothing to do with it to judge greatness?" ”

As soon as Nan Ke spoke, it was like a light around him, and those disciples felt dazzling when they saw it, and Nan Ke was secretly happy in his heart: Zhou Qiansour, Zhou Qiansour, your tricks are really useful! Just say a few words and you can earn face! Forget it, don't blame you for teaching me to sharpen my sword, Master Lao Tzu has a lot, forgive you!