Xiao Han knew that something was wrong, so he got up and flew outside the house. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Duan Xiliu was faster than him, and he flew into the courtyard with a leap. The two of them rushed one after the other, and saw Li Yuexuan and Ye Tianjie leading a group of Wudang disciples in a circle, drawing their swords and pointing at the center. Seeing the two of them coming, Li Yuexuan turned his head and said, "Boss, this person didn't know what was going on, he fell off the roof, as if he was injured." ”

Ye Tianjie took a step back and flashed a passage for the two. Xiao Han took two steps forward and saw a middle-aged man in a green robe lying on the ground, this person was very ugly, with a long scar on his face, curled up on the ground, and two silver hooks were thrown beside him.

Seeing this, Xiao Han's mind turned, and he immediately remembered who this person was. Before he could speak, Duan Xiliu gently pulled the corner of his clothes and said, "The green shirt holy hand is ugly." Xiao Han nodded and turned his head to look at the roof. Duan Xiliu touched the ground with both feet, rose into the air, landed on the roof, looked around, jumped down and shook his head, "No one." ”

Xiao Han's face was pale, and he didn't know how Wen Chougou could fall into his courtyard, and that day, the bamboo forest outside Chizhou City surrounded and suppressed Chu Tianshu, so he had this person's share. At that time, I saw that his martial arts were really powerful, and he suppressed Mei Yuqin breathlessly, if it wasn't for the gray-robed old man who killed him, I don't know what the result would be.

How could such a martial arts master be knocked unconscious and thrown into his own courtyard, and what was that person's intentions? Wudang Sect Xinli, could it be that someone wanted to be unfavorable to him? Xiao Han thought that his brain hurt, and ordered Ye Fei and Ye Qingshu to help him to lie down in the house, Ye Zixuan brought hot water and towels, Hao Yufei brought Jinchuang medicine, and then the disciples closed the door and retreated, leaving only Xiao Han and Duan Xiliu in the room.

Duan Xiliu stepped forward to check Wen Chou's injuries, but saw that he had no injuries on his body at all, just shortness of breath and burning forehead. looked at Xiao Han and said, "He suffered internal injuries." Xiao Han also saw it, but he had no experience in the rivers and lakes and didn't know how to deal with it, so he asked, "We are not doctors, how can we wake him up?"

Duan Xiliu shook his head and said: "Wen Chouchou is also a master of the rivers and lakes, he will never be easily injured like this, and this person has always been active in Jiangbei, I don't know why he has been staying in Jiangnan." Xiao Han listened to him, soaked the towel in the water, put it on Wen Chou's forehead, and suddenly thought that people were going to have a fever and need to use ice water to cool down, so he ordered Tian Chengzhi, who was guarding the door, to bring a basin of cold water, and then soaked the towel to apply a cold compress to Wen Chou.

Duan Xiliu watched him operate, his eyes were full of surprise, and he followed: "Even if you let him lower the fever, it's useless, he has internal injuries, and he has to be carefully adjusted." Xiao Han suddenly looked at him and said, "Legend has it that the Jianghu Gate Sect has internal and external injury medicine with you, you must have it too?"

Duan Xiliu shrank and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao is so smart, he even knows all this. Xiao Han didn't talk nonsense with him, stretched out his hand and said, "Then it's okay for me to borrow some medicine from you to save people, right?" Duan Xiliu's face tightened, and he shook his head and said: "If I don't save him, this person has always had a bad reputation in the rivers and lakes, and Uncle Shi also warned us not to associate with such people." Now that he's just injured, his life is fine, so he doesn't need any medicine, right?"

Of course, Xiao Han knows the truth that good and evil are not separated, and he has nothing to do with Wen Chou and Chou. Seeing Duan Xiliu's cowering and unhappy appearance, Xiao Han knew that most of the wound medicines of these sects were unique and secret, and it was impossible to take them out casually to save people. It's just that Wen Chou's face is getting redder and redder, and his breathing is getting shorter and shorter, and he can't bear it, so he said: "Even if he is not a decent person, it can be regarded as a life, if he dies in my Wudang faction, wouldn't it be bad luck for the New Year?"

Duan Xiliu initially refused, seeing that Xiao Han's face had changed, he already regretted it a little, and when he heard him say this, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it over: "Melt it with warm water, just swallow two." Xiao Han reached out and took it, uncorked the bottle, and poured out two red pills the size of mung beans. Although the pill is small, it exudes a refreshing fragrance in the palm of your hand.

Xiao Han took matters into his own hands, poured a bowl of warm water, put the pill into the water to dissolve, and then picked up Wen Chouchou and poured the potion down. Duan Xiliu sat quietly on the side, but his face was a little bad, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xiao Han was busy for a while, and saw that Wen Chou's breathing gradually stabilized, so he turned around and sat down to rest. Duan Xiliu suddenly said: "Brother Xiao, do you know who he was injured for, and what kind of injury did he suffer?" Xiao Han shook his head, and said in his heart, you guys, you obviously know that Lao Tzu's martial arts are low, and you obviously want to entertain me.

Duan Xiliu didn't pay attention to Xiao Han's face, and continued: "Do you know why Wen Chouchou came to Jiangnan? Who did he offend? What consequences can you do if you save him?" He asked four questions in a row, and Xiao Han broke out in a cold sweat.

When I used to read martial arts novels, I thought that righteousness and courage were chivalrous acts, and the people in the novels did the same. Although later, as I got older, I also knew that it was fake, but I didn't expect that I would encounter this kind of thing when I first entered the rivers and lakes. Saving people without asking the reason certainly shows that he is kind-hearted and a good person, but it also shows that he has no experience in the rivers and lakes, and he is a fool.

People must be saved, but in a different way. This person fell from the sky and fainted in the courtyard of the Wudang faction, he was full of strangeness, and he didn't ask the reason, he was really naïve.

Xiao Han's biggest advantage is that he can correct his mistakes, and when he heard Duan Xiliu ask four questions in a row, he immediately nodded and said, "Brother Duan is reasonable, it's me Meng Lang." Then he said sincerely: "In your opinion, who was injured by Senior Wen?"

Duan Xiliu's face became darker and darker, and he hesitated for a long time without speaking. Xiao Han said impatiently: "To put it bluntly, my Wudang faction is newly established, and no one from the small sect should be embarrassed by me, and those who are barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes." Duan Xiliu smiled bitterly: "Brother Xiao is more upright than me, and what he said is reasonable." "The Wudang faction has just been established, and no one knows about it except for the villagers, and no one knows about the characters in the rivers and lakes, so naturally no one comes to embarrass him.

Duan Xiliu said: "Have you ever heard of the three evils of the rivers and lakes?" Xiao Han thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it." "I suddenly remembered the last time I met Master Xingzheng of Shaolin Temple, and I seemed to hear him talk to Ye Tianhan about the three evils. Duan Xiliu shook his head and said: "Naturally, you haven't heard of it, Sansha are the three famous martial arts seniors in the rivers and lakes decades ago, but because of their different styles, they have won different titles in the rivers and lakes. ”

Xiao Han suddenly remembered the gray-robed old man in the bamboo forest outside Chizhou City, and asked, "Since the three of them are evil, they are naturally members of the evil sect?" Duan Xiliu's face was embarrassed, and he coughed: "Not really, these three people just act differently from ordinary people, but they are not all evil sects. Xiao Han looked at him and said impatiently: "Is there still a good person in it?" suddenly realized: "You said that Senior Wen was injured by one of the three evils?"

Duan Xiliu Zhengse said: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that one of the three evils is back in the rivers and lakes, and the Shaolin Temple is on full alert, and sent people to inform the Jiuhua faction to deal with it carefully. Fawang Temple's Fahe and Fayan masters, Tiantai Temple's Faqing and Faguang masters have all rushed to Shaolin for help. ”

Xiao Han knew that the martial arts of the Jiuhua faction were commonplace, and if he met a master, he would only be slaughtered. Although he didn't have a conflict with Fawang Temple, the last time he saw those bald donkeys and nuns, most of them were fifty or sixty years old, and their martial arts should be on the same level as Ye Tianhan, but looking at their respectful appearance towards Ye Tianhan, they should be one point lower than her. If you encounter a higher-level old devil, you will naturally have to hide. It's just strange why they didn't stay in the temple and wait for the people from the Shaolin Temple to come, but instead ran to Shaolin for help.

Xiao Han threw the question out, Duan Xiliu was stunned for a moment, suddenly clapped his hands, stood up and said, "By the way, I see, junior sister must have gone to Songshan." ”

Xiao Han was startled when he saw him, and asked unhappily, "What's the matter?" Duan Xiliu grinned, sat down again, and said, "The disappearance of my junior sister in the past few days has made me dizzy and almost forgotten about the big thing. Seeing Xiao Han looking at him dissatisfied, Duan Xiliu said happily: "Senior sister must have gone to Jiangbei, but I don't know who is accompanying her." Xiao Han's eyes were full of doubts, and he didn't know what Duan Xiliu wanted to say.

Duan Xiliu glanced at Wen Chougou lying on the bed, nodded slightly, and said: "On the rivers and lakes, every three years, a conference will be held in the Shaolin Temple of Songshan to evaluate the strength of each sect and faction in the martial arts, and rank them. Xiao Han exclaimed: "Isn't it still the case that the government has always forbidden martial arts competitions in the rivers and lakes?"

In all dynasties, the government imposed strict restrictions on the rivers and lakes, and they were absolutely not allowed to gather privately to threaten their rule and security. It's just that the five generations have been in constant disputes, the people are as cheap as mustard, and the characters in the rivers and lakes have recruited troops and horses to expand their strength in order to protect themselves. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and after a long time, the contradictions between various sects and factions have become prominent, and the fights have become more and more intense. The countries of the Central Plains were busy fighting for the world, and naturally no one cared, and after the fight, the small sects and small factions perished one after another, and the big sects were also unbearable. Shaolin Temple is seeing that the situation is getting worse and worse, and Wulin is about to endure a catastrophe. Led by Shaolin, the two factions of Emei and Tianshan invited all the sects of the world to go to the Songshan faction to open a martial arts conference, half persuasion and half coercion, coercing the world's sects to compete, and evaluating the rankings of each faction by force. The law of the jungle, the law of the jungle, the strong are respected, although the various sects are reluctant, they are afraid of the prestige of the three factions and dare not make a mistake. Each faction sent its masters to participate in the battle, and it became the norm from then on.

Of course Xiao Han didn't know these things, after listening to Duan Xiliu, Xiao Han opened his mouth and didn't speak for a long time. Ahh Thinking of the master Xingzheng he saw, he looked like a Maitreya Buddha, and took the four little devils back to the Shaolin Temple as soon as he made a move, and his martial arts have reached the peak. Looking at Ye Tianhan's respect for him, he knew that the old monk should not be underestimated.

After Duan Xiliu finished speaking, he glanced at Wen Chou, and then said: "The great competition of the sects of Jiuhua Mountain has also learned the method of the Shaolin Temple Martial Arts Conference. Xiao Han nodded and said, "When will the martial arts conference be held?" Duan Xiliu said: "Every year on the second day of February." ”

He was about to ask, but he heard a faint voice behind him, "Water." ”