In the north of Luoyang City, Luoshui is rolling away, and the wharf has long been restored to normal, and businessmen and people from east to west have landed from the ferry, among which there are many heroes of the rivers and lakes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe middle of winter is coming to an end, but the snow makes people feel that this winter will be much longer. The major ferries of Luoshui Wharf have been crowded with people, which is very different from the Jingwuwei garrison not long ago, and the grand occasion on weekdays has once again appeared. In the distance, civilian ships slowly began to dock, and people and goods from the major ferries poured onto the docks from the boats.

"Second master, you have consumed a lot of internal strength, and this old man is still unconscious. In the cabin, a young man in a red robe looked at the white-haired old man lying on the wooden couch, his face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth were bloody. The silver hair on the old man's head was carefully familiarized with him, and he wiped away some of the unbearable color slightly. Next to the wooden couch, a burly man was staring at the panting old man with his eyes intently.

Cao Haotian ignored him, sat cross-legged on the wooden couch, and the true qi in his hand was slowly injected into his body from the silver-haired old man's wrist.

Half a year ago, Cao Haotian got the top-secret news, and the order of the world suddenly appeared in Mobei, in order to prevent the order from falling into the hands of the wicked. He and Fei Ming went to Mobei to look for it in person under the pretense of traveling far away, but they searched for several months in the bitter cold land of Mobei to no avail, and then returned to the Central Plains. A month ago, on his way back to Luoyang, he received a letter from the lord of the Heavenly Dragon Altar of the World League, discussing important matters, and agreeing to be in the Jiazhou Giant Buddha. Subsequently, he went with his personal attendant Fei Ming, but the master of the Dark Dragon Altar was brutally murdered at the foot of the Buddha, and when he arrived, it was too late.

Fei Ming had a worried face, watching Cao Haotian heal the old man on the wooden couch, and one after another of true qi continued to come out of Cao Haotian's hand and inject it into the old man's body, but he had to watch worriedly on the sidelines.

After inputting his true qi, Cao Haotian took out a light red pill from his arms, stuffed it into the old man's mouth, and forced it in with his true qi. Fei Ming, who was watching quietly on the side, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Second Master, this is Caiyue Pill, how can you be so easy...".

"I know," Cao Haotian slowly straightened up and said with a long sigh, "No matter how precious the medicine is, it can't be worth human life." ”

"But... However, there are not many Caiyue Pills left in our Tianxiang Building" Fei Ming was a little confused, and said vaguely, "Since the landlord.... The number of Caiyue pills has decreased but not increased, and I am afraid that this year's Eight Sect Martial Arts will not be enough to distribute to the disciples of each faction. ”

Cao Haotian was still there, pondered for a while, turned to look at Fei Ming at the door of the cabin, and sighed, "This, how can I not know." I don't know where the landlord is now, I hope he ...."

"Jiren has his own natural appearance, the second master doesn't need to worry" Fei Ming looked at Cao Haotian's face sank and said with relief. Five years ago, because Murong Rabbit pretended to be a disciple of the Hengshan faction, the owner of Tianxiang Mansion personally went to the Hengshan faction to ask for guilt, and then disappeared mysteriously after returning to Luoyang, Cao Haotian had to lie to the outside world that the owner of Murong Mansion was in retreat and practice, and Cao Haotian could not be found in the years when Murong Jue disappeared. It's just that the 19th Eight Sects will be coming, and the disciples of all factions are waiting in Luoyang.

"There is still more than a month before the eight factions will meet, and I hope that the heads of each faction can arrive in Luoyang in time. Cao Haotian lifted the curtain of the cabin, walked out, stood at the bow of the ship and looked at the snow, and the people on the Luoshui Wharf were boiling.

Fei Ming stood at the door of the cabin and looked at Cao Haotian in the snow, wearing a green robe, hunting in the wind and snow. "What if... Second Master" Fei Ming choked up, looked at Cao Haotian who was looking back at him, and muttered, "If the landlord hasn't come back yet, you will have to come to the abbot of this year's Eight Sect Martial Arts." ”

Cao Haotian's face was grim, and he looked at Fei Ming without saying a word, his eyes were deep. The two looked at each other and fell silent. "However, you have already spent a lot of internal strength to save that old man, if someone takes the opportunity to make trouble..."

"Aren't there still rabbits?" Cao Haotian looked at him expressionlessly and said lightly.

Fei Ming walked out of the door of the cabin, stood beside Cao Haotian, looked at his pale face, and sighed, "After all, Master Rabbit is not deeply involved in the world, and he has no prestige in the rivers and lakes. She was back then..."Fei Ming knew that he was speechless, so he hurriedly stopped talking and stopped talking.

Cao Haotian sat on the ground, lying on the guardrail on the bow of the boat and watching Luoshui flow under the boat, was silent for a moment, slowly looked up at the ferry not far away, and said with a wry smile, "Aren't there still the heads of various factions? They should have already set off and will arrive in Luoyang in a few days." ”

"Yes" Fei Ming's eyes lit up, and the worried look gradually subsided, and he looked at Cao Haotian sitting on the ground in front of him, still worried. On that day, the three rainbow shadows under the Jiazhou Giant Buddha, the martial arts body is extremely weird, and the tricks are vicious and vicious, if the three of them suddenly appear during the martial arts meeting of the eight factions, I am afraid.... Fei Ming didn't dare to think about it anymore, he just hoped that the person in front of him could get better as soon as possible.

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When the boat docked, Cao Haotian stood up and said softly, "Fei Ming, you ask Wang Erwu at the dock to borrow a carriage, remember to put the stove." ”

"Got it. Fei Ming jumped onto the wooden plank of the ferry, looked back at Cao Haotian with a smile, and quickly disappeared into the sea of people.

The snow in Luoyang is getting heavier, and the ships docked on both sides of the pier have accumulated a thick layer of snow. Cao Haotian glanced at the crowd on the dock, then turned around and returned to the cabin, sitting quietly by the fire next to the wooden couch, the old man on the wooden couch still had a black face, the corners of his mouth were completely bloodless, and he was lying there flat.

In the cargo area northwest of Luoshui Wharf, a tent is connected into a snow curtain, and a bonfire in front of the outermost tent is roasting some things. Fei Ming rushed all the way from the ferry, standing beside the bonfire, picked up a piece of chicken from the bonfire, chewed "really fragrant" He walked quickly into the tent, looked at the rough-looking man in front of him, and snorted, "Erwuzi, you can really enjoy it, there are roast chicken thighs to eat on snowy days." ”

When the rough man in the tent saw someone coming, he hurriedly greeted him, and said with a smile, "Isn't this the red man next to the second master, how can you have time to hang out with me?"

Fei Ming held the chicken leg in his right hand, patted the snow on his body with his left hand, sat on the warm couch next to the stove in the tent, looked at the rough man in front of him and said, "I have time to hang out, you are really good at laughing." As he spoke, he chewed the chicken in his mouth.

Wang Erwu bowed down and asked, "Then what are you doing here with me?"

Fei Ming looked at Wang Erwu who was bent over, ignored him, swept the wooden case beside him out of the corner of his eye, and said happily, "There is wine!", and then the inner strength of his left hand puffed up, and a breath rushed towards the wooden case, quickly inhaled the wine pot into the palm of his left hand, and took a sip and said, "Erwuzi, this Luoshui Wharf is the most enjoyable." ”

Wang Erwu said embarrassedly, "Fei Shaoxia, you will make fun of me." Tell me, what's the matter with you?"

"Ouch, I actually knew that I ate meat and drank wine, and I almost forgot what the second master explained. Fei Ming patted his head and shouted, "Second and fifth son, hurry up and prepare a carriage for the second master, the second master is on the boat at the ferry at the moment." “

"Did you say it earlier, isn't it just a carriage, I'll arrange it" Wang Erwu, with his hands on his hips, shouted in a rough voice outside the tent, "Come on, prepare a carriage quickly"

As soon as the words fell, a half-sized man ran to the door of the tent and said in a rough voice, "Fifth master, let's arrange it." “

Fei Ming, who was sitting by the fire, drank all the wine, shook the spout of the pot with his left hand down, and said in a low voice, "Gone?" and then looked at Wang Erwu with a thief smile on his face.

Wang Erwu took out a pot of wine from the cabinet next to the wooden case, handed it to Fei Ming, and snorted coldly, "The last pot, you can't rob us poor people." “

"Poor people?" Fei Ming's eyes widened, he looked at the rough man in front of him, and laughed, "Second and fifth sons, if you are a poor family, there will be no beggars in this Luoyang City." “

Wang Erwu didn't get angry when he heard this, and said with a smile on his face, "I'll just say casually, Fei Shaoxia can go to the second master to complain." At this moment, the half-sized man outside the tent walked in and said in a rough voice, "Fifth master, the carriage is ready." “

"Did you set the stove?" Wang Erwu asked in a cold voice with his back to the kid.

"Let it go. “

"Let's go, I'll go to the dock to pick up the second master. Fei Ming threw the chicken leg bones in his hand into the fire, clapped his hands, and asked in a low voice, "Has anything happened in Luoyang recently?"

"Is there a big thing, a strange thing" Wang Erwu touched his head with his right hand, and after pondering for a while, he looked out of the tent and said in a low voice, "This morning, King Fu's Mansion picked up a group of people from the north at the dock, and you should still be able to see the official ship when you go ashore, northeast of the dock." “

"Fuwang Mansion?" Fei Ming paused, standing at the door of the tent and looking northeast, a tall official ship docked on the shore. He looked back at Wang Erwu's eyes and said lightly, "Is it Jingwuwei?"

"Exactly, how could the fifth master look away. Wang Erwu walked towards the door, stood on Fei Ming's left side and whispered, "This time the formation is very large, and the Jingwu guard has been escorting from the dock to the main street of Fuwangfu. ”

"Is it" Fei Ming looked at Wang Erwu, and then looked at the official ship.

King Fu's Mansion has always been vigorous and resolute in northern Xinjiang over the years, and since the death of the old King Fu, it has been low-key, even extremely mysterious. "This time I came to the dock with great fanfare, it should have something to do with the west" Wang Erwu followed the direction of Fei Ming's eyes and looked at the official ship on the shore.

"What's going on in the west?" Fei Ming glanced at Wang Erwu and walked quickly to the carriage a few feet away. "Listening to what the merchants from Jinling said, the emperor intends to set up a concubine for the emperor's grandson, and the prince intends to tie the knot..."

Fei Ming drove the carriage through the crowd and galloped towards the pier. He and Cao Haotian have been in Mobei for a few months, and he has also heard some rumors about Moxi and Jinling, but as a person from the rivers and lakes, he didn't care what the imperial court wanted to do, and thought silently in his heart, hoping that the eight factions would be held smoothly, and nothing would go wrong.