What is a person in the rivers and lakes, a chivalrous man who comes and goes, eats meat in large pieces, and drinks wine in a big bowl? Or is it a worldly master who lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, fluttering, insignificant, and childish?

However, in the eyes of the imperial court, the people of the rivers and lakes are thieves!

If there are thieves in the world, then there will be no soldiers.

Shenzhou **** Ming Wangfu Order: Today, there is a big thief Jiang Feng, who committed a heinous bloody case in the Wan Mansion in Jiangling City, with cruel methods and vicious intentions, and the crime cannot be punished. Since the crime of this thief, he has relied on force to resist the pursuit and has escaped until now. Whoever can be apprehended and brought to justice, whether he lives or dies, will be rewarded with three thousand taels of gold.

There are many people in the world who are willing to take risks for the sake of yellow, orange and orange gold, how many? If you say how many flies you have seen in your life, there are probably so many people.

Jiang Feng originally wanted to hurry up first and catch up with Lin Zhennan's family, but unfortunately, this way came. Jiang Feng was like a piece of the sweetest cake, attracting countless flies that came one after another.

Among them, there are young heroes who have just come out of the rivers and lakes and want to make a name for themselves, and there are also middle-aged old people who want to take risks. It's just that the reason why masters are masters is because they often think more than others, and what they see is not just what is on the surface.

There is money to be made, but there is also a life to spend.

Wudang Mountain, formerly known as Taihe Mountain, is one of the Taoist holy places in the Central Plains. It is known as "the unparalleled victory of eternity, the first immortal mountain in the world".

Its mountain situation is peculiar, a peak is in the sky, all the peaks are guarded, there is the majesty of Mount Tai, and there is the danger of Mount Hua again. Cliffs, deep streams, caves, and clear springs are dotted around. Since ancient times, Wudang Mountain has been an ideal place for Taoists to pursue fairyland, and it is said that in ancient times, Xuanwu was ascended here.

And since decades ago, Sanfeng Zhenren opened a sect here and established the Wudang faction. Today's Wudang faction is at the foot of the mountain, it can really be called a thriving person and a prosperous martial arts.

No, even the owner of the tea stall at the foot of the mountain and Xiao Er is also vigorous, breathing calmly, obviously, he also has some fists and feet.

"This son, your face, use it slowly!"

In addition to tea and dry food, the only business provided here is local noodles. Slender and refreshing, the soup is rich and fragrant.

A pair of ordinary wooden chopsticks, the river breeze picks up the noodles and lets the mountain breeze take away its temperature. If one has experienced too much blood, he often likes to eat a bowl of noodles quietly, which Jiang Feng has just discovered.

"Boss!"

"Come on, ......" a long voice came, followed by the laughter of the boss and the second professional child: "This girl, what do you order?" The shop has the special noodles here, as well as tea steamed buns, and special side dishes, what do you want to order?"

"Let's have a bowl of noodles first, make a plate of your side dishes here, and prepare some steamed buns and dried vegetables!"

"Okay, please!"

Along the way, the endless rivers and lakes are really invincible. The rare calm is extraordinarily precious. Even the most ordinary bowl of noodles is not easy to eat calmly.

The big eyes were like a pool of water, and the long hair fluttered, falling like a black silk. Coupled with a pebbly round face and tender white skin, it is indeed a rare beauty!

"Girl, your face!"

A bowl of hot noodles was served, but the girl frowned. Obviously, this mountain game is not to her liking, and it is also that if a person enjoys too much delicate food, he will inevitably have an instinctive resistance to coarse food.

"Boss, I want to ask you, how far is it to go to Hengyang City?"

I have to say that girls, especially beautiful girls, often have many bonuses to their first impression.

But seeing that the boss and Xiao Er were flattered at this time, he said: "This Hengyang City is thousands of miles away from Wudang Mountain, I'm afraid it's not thousands of miles away, girl, if you want to go to Hengyang City, you have to be careful along the way." After all, in the vicinity of Wudang Mountain, because of the prestige of Sanfeng Zhenren, the road is quite stable. But if you leave the range of Wudang Mountain and go to Hengyang, I don't know how many bandits and bandits there are along the way, you are a girl's family, but it is not safe!"

At that moment, a pen suddenly appeared in the girl's hand. It was a judge's pen about a foot long, made of fine iron.

The girl flicked her wrist, and the judge's pen spun and flew in her hand. "Poof", but seeing that the judge's pen in the girl's hand was pressed by her backhand at this time, Qi Gen disappeared into the table.

"A few little thieves who robbed the road, if this girl sees it, it will just catch them all!"

At this point, the girl suddenly took out a thick roll of paper from the burden beside her.

"Wanted: The Great Thief Jiang Feng ......"

Jiang Feng glanced at the afterglow, and after reading the beginning, he already knew everything after that. After all, such a wanted warrant, Jiang Feng has seen too much, too many dead people along the way.

It's just that if someone really relies on this wanted warrant to arrest Jiang Feng, they will not succeed in their lifetime. The reason is very simple, Jiang Feng on the portrait of the wanted warrant looks eight feet tall, his shoulder width is also eight feet, and he has a bearded mane, which is so powerful and majestic. Jiang Feng couldn't help but sigh: What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd that Hou Zhu ignores, this iron gall god Hou Zhu ignores?

"Gollum, Gollum......"

Jiang Feng had already picked up the bowl at this time and began to drink the noodle soup in a big gulp. At this time, Jiang Feng's entire sight was already occupied by the big bowl and noodle soup, and it could be said that he was out of sight of everything around him.

Mixing rivers and lakes is not only about martial arts, but also about vision and opportunities. Opportunities, in particular, are not only unattainable, but often fleeting.

The knife came out, the knife went up, the knife fell, it was a teenager, with a fluttering brocade robe and a medium stature. Not long after Jiang Feng sat down, he chose a table facing Jiang Feng's back and made it.

The food here may not be to his taste, but in short, anyone can see that his mind is not above this food.

Until this moment, in the young man's opinion, Jiang Feng's attention at this time was already on the sea bowl. With a slash, combined with the sword technique he had cultivated for many years, he seemed to have seen the moment when he killed Jiang Feng, became famous in the rivers and lakes, and returned to his hometown.

However, in the next moment, a judge's pen had already flown in, and the sound that followed made him almost spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

"Don't that kid, in broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, he actually dares to commit murder, and if he doesn't obediently tie his hands and arrest him, go back to the yamen with me to confess the crime!" (To be continued.) )