The Northern League is a very strange sect, although there are many traces of King Liang in the place of origin, but when the Northern League completely established itself in the three northern states of the Ming Dynasty, King Liang did not have any explanation for this sect, as if this sect was not under his rule.

NATO does two main things. The first thing is the dart game, and the Northern League includes all the dart board business in the north of the Ming Dynasty. If the three major dart games in Chang'an City occupy fifty percent of the dart business of the Ming Dynasty, then the Northern League occupies half of the business of the northern dart board of the Ming Dynasty, five or five.

The second is to travel between the border and the three northern states, protecting those who travel to the border to see their families.

Such a Northern Alliance is no longer a simple sect. But such benefits will also be obvious to all, and taxes and customs clearance documents are not a matter here in the Northern League.

In Xishan Village, under the big willow tree, a figure swept from a distance and fell straight here.

Looking through the moonlight, it was the old man who stopped Lu Ning in the woods, Yao Yuan.

The old man skillfully patted the dust on his trouser legs, walked leisurely on the road of Xishan Village, and walked towards his yard, but when the old man walked under the big willow tree, he suddenly stopped.

The old man said, "Come out." ”

Hearing the sound near the big willow tree, a person came out, wearing a long sword and a long knife at his waist.

Wang Yi.

"The old gentleman is so Yaxing, he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing here?"

The old man looked at Wang Yi who came out, and snorted coldly, knowing that this kid was deliberately waiting for him here tonight.

Sitting under the big willow tree, the old man habitually took out the cigarette stick, and just wanted to take out the flint and light his own cigarette stick, at this time, Wang Yi smiled and lit the cigarette stick for the old man.

The old man swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, not caring about Wang Yi beside him. After Wang Yi lit the flint for the old man, he took advantage of the situation to sit next to the old man.

The moon is on the branches, and it is late at night.

"Boy, haven't you been following me all the time?"

Wang Yi smiled and hurriedly shook his head, "Where is it, the old gentleman is superb in martial arts, if the kid follows the old gentleman, wouldn't you already know." ”

The old man waved his hand and said matter-of-factly: "Boy, the old man is a farmer, and he is also the village chief of Xishan Village, and he knows how to use martial arts, that's all." ”

That's all?

Wang Yi sighed in his heart, he didn't think that the old man was just an old man. Wang Yi is not stupid, can a cropper catch up with himself, a veritable second-grade master?

"What the old gentleman said, I didn't ask anything, I am here tonight, purely because the kid is worried that the seniors have not seen him for so long, and he is afraid that you will have some accidents. ”

The old man squinted at Wang Yi, who was sitting next to him, with a flattering expression, "What kind of accident can happen to an old man." ”

Wang Yi smiled, got up and came behind the old man, turned his palm into a fist, and gently knocked on the old man's back.

"Old man, the kid won't beat around the bush, I just want to ask, how can your old man let me go?"

The old man enjoyed Wang Yi's beating on his back and narrowed his eyes, "This matter is simple, as long as you kid makes Lu Li satisfied, then you can go directly." ”

Wang Yi was overjoyed and asked eagerly, "Old man, seriously?"

The old man nodded, "Seriously." ”

"Great. ”

After that, he didn't care about the old man, Wang Yi directly began to run towards the courtyard where Lu Li. The old man who was still immersed in Wang Yi's back-beating service felt that he had no strength behind him, and when he opened his eyes, he only saw Wang Yi's back running towards the yard, and the angry old man scolded with a smile: "This stinky boy who unloads the mill and kills the donkey." ”

Time flew by, and soon the next day came.

In the territory of King Liang, an unknown town.

Zhang Yi accompanied his teacher Guigu has been waiting for someone here for a day, for

This Zhang Yi and her teacher specially bought a courtyard close to the gate of the town.

It's the only way to get in and out of town.

Zhang Yi was carrying a bag of buns and a bowl of soy milk in her hand, and Mei Zizi walked on the road.

Zhang Yi is not interested in anything, but Zhang Yi is very particular about eating this one.

For example, in the morning breakfast, Zhang Yi only eats pasta every morning, and among the pasta, Zhang Yi only eats steamed buns. Noodles, dumplings and other things, Zhang Yi only goes back to eat a little occasionally during the Chinese New Year.

Many people don't understand this. When Wang Yi first arrived in that valley, he had persuaded him. But let Wang Yi say that the sky was broken, Zhang Yi was also unmoved.

As for the other senior brothers, they all smiled in the face of Xiao Wang Yi's persuasion of Zhang Yi, because Zhang Yi had given them an irrefutable reason back then.

"Cherish your bad habits, that may be the only reason you love the world. ”

Holding the buns she bought her favorite food in her hand, Zhang Yi was in a good mood. Originally, he was waiting in the south, but he was forcibly called over by the old man and accompanied him all over Daming, which was naturally unhappy. But this unhappiness can't be expressed, so this unhappiness becomes helplessness.

Walking on the street, the aroma of steamed buns entered Zhang Yi's nose with the unique smell of the early morning.

Zhang Yi lowered his head, glanced at the bun in his hand, and sighed slightly, what a test.

When people want to eat the most, it is often not when they are hungry, but the scene where the aroma of rice wafts to the tip of their nose and the food is in front of their eyes.

Zhang Yi pursed her lips and swallowed her saliva, or eat one?

Ahem.

As soon as Zhang Yi had this idea, he had to put it into action. Zhang Yi looked around, looked at the pedestrians around him, and at the fastest speed in his life, he took out a bun, put it in his mouth, and ate it in a big gulp.

As soon as he took a bite, the fragrance in his mouth made Zhang Yi feel good in an instant, and after gobbling up a bun, Zhang Yi touched his stomach, and he immediately decided to eat another one.

After a while, there was no bun left in his hand, and all of them went into Zhang Yi's stomach.

Zhang Yi lowered her head, looked at the only soy milk left in her hand, and scratched her head a little embarrassedly, "It's over, what can the old man do." ”

Zhang Yi ate very well by herself, and only now does she remember the old man.

Zhang Yi looked at the door in front of him and didn't know how to face the old man.

"Don't buy some for the old man. ”

Zhang Yi immediately turned around and was about to return to the stall and buy some food for the old man.

Turning around, the street was empty, and there was only a man in sackcloth, standing indifferently with his hands behind his back.

Yesterday, on this street, a group of people passed by, very low-key.

Zhang Yi was silent for a long time, clasped his hands into fists, and said with the etiquette of the rivers and lakes: "I've seen Mr. Gu." ”

Gu Kaizhi, who suddenly appeared here, nodded, without any words.

Zhang Yi's scalp was numb, in the face of such a veritable first-class master, a peerless master who crisscrossed the Northern Qi Dynasty fifty years ago, Zhang Yi couldn't help but be imprudent.

Gu Kaizhi didn't have any words, and Zhang Yi was even more worried. Originally, the purpose of Zhang Yi and the old man's trip here was to stop Gu Kaizhi from going to Liang Wangfu here. For this reason, when King Liang passed by here yesterday, he deliberately stopped, and Shanshui Lang found Zhang Yi, who was traveling to the Ming Dynasty, and the old man of Guigu had a deal.

In this way, Zhang Yi and the old man of Guigu are in this town.

"Don't want to say something?"

Gu Kaizhi's trip to Liang Wangfu was very slow, not like chasing Zhao An, but a bit of a tour. When he was in some cities, when Gu Kaizhi was bored, he would stop and look at the surrounding stalls

When they encounter interesting things, they will take out the silver and buy some as gifts for their apprentices. When passing by some mountains and rivers, Gu Kaizhi would stop for a moment to look at the mountains and rivers.

Although Zhang Yi was under some pressure in the face of Gu Kaizhi, his habits and experience as a strategist over the years made Zhang Yi calm down.

"Mr. Gu said something wrong, obviously you are in my way. ”

"Oh. ”

Gu Kaizhi said softly, without any change in mood, even if Zhang Yi's words were a little offensive to him, Gu Kaizhi did not say anything.

Zhang Yi has seen all kinds of people, who love to play with women, who are eager for money to the extreme, shy, bold, indifferent and handsome, but for a powerful and indifferent person like Gu Kaizhi, Zhang Yi felt a little overwhelmed, fortunately, someone spoke at this time.

"When did you Gu Kaizhi stop talking like this?"

The door of the mansion on Zhang Yi's side opened in response, and the old man of Guigu didn't know when he stood there, speaking to the two people on the long street.

On the current long street, at the moment when the old man of Guigu appeared, there were no ordinary people, and instead of them, the eaves of the street and the dense mountains and rivers on the street.

At the moment when the old man in the Ghost Valley appeared, Gu Kaizhi was finally no longer in a state of indifference, but turned to face the old man in the Ghost Valley, and Gu Kaizhi didn't even look at the mountains and rivers on the street.

"Why, after being a turtle for nearly thirty years, now dare to walk out of that valley?"

The old man of Guigu snorted coldly and scolded angrily: "Turtle, when did you Gu Kaizhi's vision become so short, what did the old man do, you actually the first person in the world would not be able to guess?"

Gu Kaizhi waved his hand, "The old man is just not interested, what you do is your business, as long as it does not involve the old man's iron bucket, I will let you toss." ”

"But you are here today, are you going to stop the old man from going to King Liang's mansion?"

The old man of Guigu nodded, and unbuttoned his shirt for the first time, and walked out of the door of the mansion.

Gu Kaizhi smiled contemptuously, tilted his head and asked, "What, I want to try it with the old man." ”

The old man of Guigu clasped his hands together, the black clothes on his body floated without wind, his white beard went straight to the sky, and a strong wind centered on the old man of Guigu and rushed straight towards Gu Kaizhi.

Gu Kaizhi sat down unhurriedly, sat cross-legged, put his hands on his lap, and faced the old man in the Ghost Valley, calmly and calmly.

With a wave of Gu Kaizhi's big sleeves, the strong wind was directly swept by him onto the wall on the side.

"What, if you hide your secrets again, the old man will not fight for Jiazi's skills, and you will also leave you, the biggest mastermind behind the scenes. ”

After the old man of Guigu made a move, he had no intention of making another move, and sat directly opposite Gu Kaizhi, "Don't fight, don't fight, your old horseman's martial arts journey is really unprecedented, and no one can come out of you within a thousand years." ”

Gu Kaizhi said: "Not only that, I forgot to tell you that the old man had already crossed that threshold and arrived in the immortal realm." ”

These words can be regarded as making the old man of Guigu completely lose the mind to fight with Gu Kaizhi.

"I think that if Li Taibai tries with you again, there is no possibility of defeating you again. ”

Gu Kaizhi shook his head, his expression was a little respectful, "After the old man crossed that threshold in this life, he will never compete with Li Taibai again?"

Zhang Yi was a little puzzled, and frowned, "Why?"

Gu Kaizhi glanced at Zhang Yi, who had been hiding aside at the beginning of the fight, and did not answer.

The old man of Guigu sighed softly, some things may be clear to them who are old and immortal, and these young people who symbolize the rising sun are completely unknown.