Chapter 64: Registration for the Martial Arts (I)
Since Tianxianglou posted a notice, breaking the old customs, the heroes of the rivers and lakes can sign up to participate in the "Eight Factions Martial Arts". www.biquge.info For more than ten days, everyone in Luoyang City has been boiling and hotly discussed, and there is a long queue lining up every day on the street in front of Tianxiang Building.
Mingyi Fang, Yuelai Inn, these places where people gather in the rivers and lakes, the flow of people is more prosperous.
"Let one go, let one go. "There is already a queue outside Tianxiang Building, all waiting to sign up for the Eight Sects Martial Arts. Since Luo Sanniang brought Qian Duoduo back from Tianxiang Building, she warned him that if he sneaked into Tianxiang Building without permission and caused trouble, he would be careful of losing his life. Qian Duoduo saw everyone fighting in Tianxiang Building that day, which frightened him into a panic, coupled with Luo Sanniang's warning, he has also been much more peaceful in the past few days.
"Young Master" Qi Cheng knocked lightly on the wooden door outside the door, stuck it on the door panel, and looked inside through the crack in the door. Outside the door, there were four big men guarding the Qianfu nursing home, since Qian Duoduo rashly broke into Tianxiang Building, Luo Sanniang arranged for the nursing home that Qian Fu rushed to arrange near the room where Qian Duoduo lived.
"What's wrong?" Qian Duoduo replied to him angrily, if he didn't go out to play, it would be better to be stopped by the big man at the door.
After Qi Cheng entered the room, he gently closed the door, and came to the round table carved by red sandalwood in the room, looking at Qian Duoduo lying on the attic window, he smiled and said, "Young man, why don't we go to Tianxianglou to sign up." ”
Qian Duoduo, who was lying at the window, snorted coldly, and scolded in a low voice, "Okay, Qi Cheng, you dare to let Young Master Ben go to that kind of place." He recalled that day when everyone in Tianxianglou was beaten in the dark, and he almost couldn't get out, and he was still a little scared in retrospect. However, he looked at the long queue on the street downstairs, and he was indeed a little moved.
"Hey," Qian Duoduo frowned, seeing a girl in green in the queue, her eyes flashed, and a smile flashed on her face, "It's her, it's her." He hurriedly waved his hand to Qi Cheng at the round table, signaling Qi Cheng to come over quickly.
"What's wrong? Qi Cheng chewed a piece of Sydney pear in his mouth, looked at the crowd of people queuing on the street, and looked back at Qian Duoduo strangely.
"Look, it's Miss Tang" Qian Duoduo pointed to the fifth person in front of the registration desk outside Tianxiang Building, and a strand of long black hair fluttered to his waist.
"It seems like yes. Qi Cheng looked in the direction Qian Duoduo pointed, a woman in green was facing away from the two of them, and several rough men were tightly surrounding him behind him, blocking the people in line behind him.
"Let's go, let's go find Miss Tang" Qian Duoduo got up and walked towards the door.
"What are you looking for Miss Tang to do?" Qi Cheng looked at Qian Duoduo, who was about to open the door, and asked softly.
Qian Duoduo, who opened the door with both hands, turned his head and glared at Qi Cheng, and said loudly, "Hurry up, there is so much nonsense from there." ”
"Yes, here it is. Qi Cheng hurriedly followed. Four big men guarding the door also followed closely behind them, and everyone walked down the wooden corridor towards the front hall of the Yuelai Inn.
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"Miss Tang, it's you..." Gu Chao, who was wearing a red robe, walked out of the building, looked at the people on the street, and recognized at a glance the woman in green who fought at the Yuelai Inn that day. At this time, what surprised him a little was that people from the Tang Sect also came to sign up for the Eight Sects Martial Arts.
Tang Yuebai, who had a frosty face, looked at him and said lightly, "Isn't it, can't I participate in the Eight Sects Martial Arts?"
"Of course you can" Gu Yue looked at Tang Yuebai, who was willowy and jade-skinned, and couldn't help but move in his heart, but he also experienced the experience of the rivers and lakes, he settled down and explained, "As long as you are a person in the rivers and lakes, the martial arts family can sign up to participate in the Eight Sects Martial Arts, and the second master has discussed this matter with the heads of the various factions." ”
"Dare to ask this little brother, why did you Tianxianglou suddenly open up people in the rivers and lakes to participate in the Eight Factions Martial Arts Meeting" An old man stood in the crowd and asked in a rough voice, his question asked the doubts in everyone's hearts. The crowd, which was already excited, is now starting to make some commotion.
"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet. Gu Yue put his hands on the top of his head, signaling everyone not to mess up, he looked at the commotion of the crowd, a trace of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and said urgently, "Please return to the team and sign up for the Eight Sects Martial Arts in order." ”
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"Sect, name" A disciple of Tianxianglou on the registration platform said lightly.
Tang Yuebai looked at the list of disciples of various factions on the long scroll, there were many masters of the major gangs in the rivers and lakes, she said in her heart, she didn't expect Tianxianglou to make such a move, and actually recruited so many masters of the rivers and lakes, no wonder she sneaked into Tianxianglou in the past few days and found that their guards were more tight.
"Girl" The disciple looked up at Tang Yuebai and shouted loudly, "Sect, name"
Tang Yuebai, who came back to his senses, looked at the list posted on the registration and said lightly, "Tang Gate, Tang Yuebai." Her voice was low, but she could hear everyone behind her looking at each other. Since the battle between the Tang Sect and the Tianxianglou Sword Pavilion, after the Tang Sect was defeated, the disciples of the Tang Sect rarely walked the rivers and lakes.
"Girl, are you really here to participate in the Eight Sects Martial Arts" A rough-robed man who was separated from Tang Yuebai by five or six people coughed coldly and said with a smile, "Instead of coming to Tianxianglou for revenge?"
Tang Yuebai turned around, glanced at the rough-robed man coldly, and without saying a word, he walked straight into Tianxiang Building from Gu Chao's side. This year's Eight Sects Martial Arts has increased the link of Jianghu sect gang registration, and non-Eight Sect disciples can stay in Tianxiang Building as long as they pass the registration review, waiting for the moment when the official martial arts will come.
"Sect, name" The Tianxianglou disciple just now lowered his head and continued to ask.
"Below, Lu Haitian. There is no sect," the rough-robed man came to the registration desk just now and said loudly.
The disciple of Tianxianglou looked up at the thick-robed man in front of the registration desk, tall, with sword eyebrows and square face, and his face was full of vicissitudes. He shook his head and said softly to the thick-robed man, "Lu Daxia, if the people in the rivers and lakes who have signed up for this year's Eight Sects Martial Arts Tournament do not have a sect, they are not allowed to participate. ”
Lu Haitian's sword eyebrows were coldly raised, a cold light flashed in the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the disciple of Tianxianglou, seeing that disciple's face was cold, he couldn't help but shudder.
"What do you want to do?" the disciple froze, got up and looked at the thick-robed man in front of him, holding the long pen tightly in his hand.
"Why don't you do it, come and sign up for the Eight Factions Martial Arts. Lu Haitian's face changed suddenly, and Fang Cai's face was cold and gentle.
The disciple in charge of signing up glanced at him, then turned his head to look at Gu Chaodao on the side, "Senior brother, this..."
Gu Chao came to the side of the rough-robed man and said loudly, "Lu Haitian, Lu Daxia, right?"
"That's right" Lu Haitian glanced at Gu Chao, then looked at the disciples of Tianxianglou on the registration platform, and sneered, "Aren't you still letting those of us who don't have a sect sign up? Everyone in the Tang Sect can sign up, can't we?" After finishing speaking, he glared at the main entrance of Tianxianglou again, looking at the place where Tang Yuebai's figure disappeared.
"That's it, it's not. Wait a minute. Gu Chao laughed and said, then turned around the rest of the disciples, came to the disciple in charge of registration and whispered, "Check it out according to his appearance to see who he is." ”
The disciple sat down, quickly drew a portrait of the rough-robed man in front of him, placed it in a bamboo tube, and led into the Tianxiang Building along the pipe behind him.
A moment later, a disciple in a red robe came to Gu Yue's side with a blue-green bamboo tube in his hand, and handed the bamboo tube to Gu Yue Dao, "Senior Brother Gu, here you go." ”
Gu Yue took the bamboo tube, took out the tissue paper inside, looked at it carefully, and then put the tissue paper back into the bamboo tube and handed it back to the disciple. He looked at the rough-robed man in front of him, and said with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Lu Daxia, please inside." ”
The thick-robed man flicked his sleeves coldly, and walked towards the main entrance of Tianxiang Building without looking back.
"Senior brother, who is that person, such a big temper. The disciple in charge of signing up looked up at Gu Yue and asked in a low voice.
Gu Yue glanced at him and said in a low voice, "Savage Valley." ”
"Ah" The disciple's face suddenly turned pale, and he suppressed his voice and said, "That's not a place where wicked people in the rivers and lakes gather, how can they sign up?"
"It's okay, the second master didn't say that he wouldn't let the registration of the Savage Valley be. Gu Yue gently patted the disciple on the shoulder and said, "Go on."
"Yes," the disciple's pale-faced face slowly returned to normal, looking at the crowd in line and shouting, "Next." ”