Bluestone road, horseshoe get.

On an official road covered by two mountains, Mei Guanqun led Wu Yongqi to Nanchang Mansion with a carriage in the middle of the carriage. Wu Yongqi looked at a building not far ahead, and said: "Manager Mei, not far in front is the post station, the brothers have been walking for a long time, and the birds are fading out of their throats, why don't you rest here for a while before leaving?"

Mei Guanqun nodded and said, "It's okay!"

As he spoke, several people hurried a few steps, and in less than a few breaths, they came to the door of the post station. Mei Guanqun turned over and dismounted. Du Teng and the others also jumped out of the carriage. He turned around and said, "Old fellow, come down and rest!"

"Hmph! The old man is a dignified and first-class member, the upper auxiliary emperor, and the lower royal ministers, how can you be coerced by Xiaoxiao, at your mercy, kill me quickly!"

Du Ziteng said disdainfully: "Noise! Acquaintances get out of the car for Lao Tzu, don't fucking toast and don't eat and drink, annoy Lao Tzu, and get you down directly!"

"You...... You rough horseman!"

"Presumptuous! How can you talk to Lord Sun? Apologize to Lord Sun immediately!" Mei Guanqun finished scolding Du Ziteng, walked to the carriage, bowed down to Sun Sui, and said politely: "The brothers are all rough people, they have not been well entertained along the way, and they have been offended in their words, please forgive me!"

Sun Sui snorted coldly and said: "Don't play this kind of trick in front of the old man, the old man's court has been pouring for half his life, what kind of means have not been seen!"

When Mei Guanqun heard this, his face couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

Wu Yongqi couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "Master Sun, I advise you to be less shelf-oriented, we have always been polite to you along the way." Mr. Mei respects you as an elder, a rare upright person, our two brothers are a martial artist, if it weren't for the prince's explanation, it would be a good beating, and it would be you who would be embarrassed by the time!"

When Sun Sui heard this, his old face suddenly had some laws, and he was dumbfounded, and he nodded his finger and said, "You...... You scum can be killed, but not humiliated!"

Although he refused to accept it, his body was very honest, and he followed Mei Guanqun out of the carriage without any effort, probably because he was afraid that this reckless man would really do something out of the ordinary, and his reputation would be ruined on the spot.

had to follow Mei Guanqun into the post station, and after reading Wu Yongqi's fire ticket, the post man hurriedly offered his hospitality back and forth, and arranged the room accommodation for the four of them properly.

After Rong Chengjin and Hu Zuo separated, several winds and rains, several hardships, and finally came to the foot of Wudang Mountain, it was the middle of winter in October, when the north wind rose, the sky was full of goose feather snowflakes, Rong Chengjin looked at the palace standing on the mountain, couldn't hold back the joy, forgot the cold, and walked up step by step along the rugged mountain road. The snowflakes fluttered with the north wind, falling bigger and bigger, and in a short time the trees on the mountain were covered in snow.

Rong Chengjin staggered against the wind and snow, and finally came to the mountain gate of the Wudang faction after an hour, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pat open the mountain gate, only to see a Taoist with a crown in his hair open the door, stretched out his head and asked: "Who are you? What do you have to do in Wudang Mountain at this time?"

Rong Chengjin asked, hurriedly saluted and replied: "I have seen Brother Dao, the younger brother is from Bo County, Fengyang Prefecture, this time I came here to learn art, please Brother Dao make it convenient to tell the tiger skin real person, just say, 'Rong Chengjin, the son of Rong Zhiwu, the dart head of the Bo County Shuntong Dart Bureau, asks to see!"

When the Taoist heard that he wanted to see the tiger skin real person, he couldn't help but look at Rong Chengjin carefully for a while, and saw that his clothes were ragged, his face was red, swollen, and unkempt, and he was a little unhappy in his heart. Thinking that Rong Chengjin was probably a person who pumped oil and water to fight the autumn breeze, he yawned and said with a lazy expression: "You said too much, I don't remember the poor road very clearly, and besides, our master is cultivating in Qing, not if you want to see it!"

Although Rong Chengjin is in the middle of the road, he has never suffered such a grievance in such a low voice. If it was in the past, it would have turned around and left neatly. Now that he has suffered many accidents, his parents have died, and his revenge has not been avenged, so he dare not act arbitrarily, so he has to swallow his anger and hold his temperament, and clench his fists and say: "Please Brother Dao to sue the tiger skin real person, just say, 'Rong Chengjin, the son of Rong Zhiwu of Huoqiu County, asks to see!'

When the man heard this, he had to admit that he said, "Okay, I'll tell you something, and you can wait here!" After speaking, he closed the door with a bang.

Rong Chengjin stood outside the mountain gate, neither sheltering from the wind nor the rain. The air on the top of the mountain is thin, the wind is even colder, and the cold wind blows only so cold that Rong Chengjin shrinks his head and hands, his whole body trembles, the left and so on are nowhere to be seen, and the right is not coming, and he has been waiting for an hour or two, and he has never seen the person come to reply, like a stone sinking into the sea, and there is no news. Seeing that it was getting late and late, Rong Chengjin was helpless, so he had to stretch out his hand and knock on the door again.

The man opened the door, saw him and said, "Why don't you leave, the master said that he doesn't know you, and he doesn't know any Rong Zhiwu, tell you to leave quickly!"

Rong Chengjin listened to it as if shaking his head and pouring a basin of ice and snow water, and it was cold to the bones in an instant, which made the world hot and cold, thinking of the deep hatred of the sea of blood on his body, and hurriedly grabbed the mountain gate with both hands.

The man turned his face and said, "What are you doing?

Rong Chengjin pleaded: "Trouble Brother Dao...... Another report said, 'Rong Zhiwu's son Rong Chengjin begged to see Uncle Han, Cheng Jin was poisoned by the Tang Sect, if Uncle Han refused to meet, Cheng Jin would die soon, Cheng Jin ...... Cheng Jin can't afford to kneel here, even if he dies, he will die on Wudang Mountain!"

The man sneered, "Hehe...... I advise you to leave quickly, the wind is strong on the mountain, and you can be killed in one night! Even if you are not poisoned, I am afraid that you will freeze into a popsicle!"

"Since you insist on kneeling, then you can kneel, even if you kneel until next year, the master uncle will not see you!" After the man finished speaking, seeing that Rong Chengjin turned a deaf ear, he couldn't help but be angry when he couldn't move, and he didn't persuade deeply, sneered, and closed the mountain gate again.

I could only hear the mountain wind howling and the snowflakes falling bigger and bigger, and the occasional birds chirping and falling in the middle flew away. It was getting dark.

Rong Chengjin knelt in the wind and snow, only to feel that his body was gradually numb, unconscious, and the later it was getting dark, but still no one paid attention to it. The snowflakes fell on the body, gradually accumulating a layer, more and more, until Rong Chengjin was carved into a snowman.

Time passed, and before I knew it, the sky was bright, and a round of red sun slowly climbed up, reflecting the white of the mountains and rivers, like Qiong Yao Wonderland.

The man got up and took the wooden basin to line up to fetch water and freshen up, and when he saw the snow on the inside of the Yuzhen Palace, which was more than a foot thick, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Ah! What a big snow! I wonder if that person left last night or has been kneeling outside?"

These words happened to be heard by Lu Lingyun's disciple Chen Yuntao, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "What kind of person is kneeling outside?"

The man replied: "Yesterday there was a person dressed in tatters as if he was called a flower child, and he went up the mountain and said that he came to find the master uncle, and it was as if he didn't need money under the snow in this cold day, and he couldn't see the road clearly, how did I climb the Zixiao Palace on the mountain road for six or seven miles." I replied that his master was not there, and I didn't listen to him, so he knelt outside with a dead face and refused to leave, not knowing if he was still there. ”

Chen Yuntao was shocked when he heard this: "Ah! Cultivators, how come they don't have a little compassion!" After saying that, he put down the tub and walked out.

Shaoqing came to the mountain gate, pushed open the door and saw a pile of snow suddenly rising in front of the door, Chen Yuntao was busy picking up the snow to see, only to see Rong Chengjin curled up and fell in the snow. Chen Yuntao was shocked, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to try Rong Chengjin's snort, and he was already exhaling like silk, if there was nothing, he was busy stretching out his fingers and putting his fingers on Rong Chengjin's vein, and after a long time, he felt signs of slight beating.

Chen Yuntao was overjoyed, and hurriedly picked up Rong Chengjin and walked to the house. When the Taoist priests saw him coming back with a person, they couldn't help but be curious, and asked a long question in a circle: "Senior Brother Chen, why did you come back with a dead man?"

"Senior Brother Chen, who is he?"

Chen Yuntao put Rong Chengjin on his bed and lit a fire in the room. Seeing that everyone was talking and chattering, he ordered: "Don't ask, Yunshi, you go to the old man's room and invite him to come over, this person has always said that he wants to see him!"

When the Taoist priest heard this, he said yes and went away.