It was night, and the sky was covered with clouds. A bright full moon was obscured by clouds, and only the slightest wisps of moonlight sprinkled on the earth. Tonight's scene is the moment of action in the night, in this world-famous pottery capital Yixing, there are many people who have not slept at night, and tonight is another sleepless night for them.

Taihu Lake, at this time, there are wisps of breeze blowing on the surface of the lake, and there are wisps of water rippling on the calm lake. The surface of Taihu Lake without moonlight is particularly silent and dark at this time, and only the swimming fish in the lake are still wandering in Taihu Lake at this time.

The fishing boats on weekdays have returned to the shore at this time, and the fishermen in the fishing boats have also returned to their homes at this time, and under a somewhat dim oil lamp, they are enjoying simple and delicious meals with their wives and children. This is the happiness of the ordinary, although it seems that you are hard, but this kind of fulfillment and peace is the life that the common people beg.

In the dim starlight, a shouting sound came from the surface of Taihu Lake, like a thunderbolt breaking the silence of time and space. Looking for the sound, I saw a light on the surface of Taihu Lake, and I saw a relatively large awning boat walking on the lake in the distance. There was a sound of nonsense coming from the ship, and under the reflection of the lights, the figure of the Taoist could be seen walking in the cabin.

On this one, the relatively large canopy boat, followed by a large number of long boats, on which there was a soldier dressed in hard armor, with a sword hanging from his waist, with a quiver on his back, and a spear and a longbow in his hand, and as far as the eye could see, there were no less than a thousand soldiers.

The soldiers on the long boat and the people in the canopy boat didn't know that there were many people on the surface of Taihu Lake at this time who were paying attention to their whereabouts, and when they appeared, there was a smile on their faces, and there was a trace of excitement and hatred for the people who came.

At this moment, in the middle of a reed in the distance, a long boat came to a halt, and a man dressed in black stood on top of the long boat, and these people either held swords or longbows in their hands, and carried quivers on their backs. Among these men in black, there is a son dressed in green clothes.

At this time, the reeds were pushed away by the bushes. There was a "bang" sound, and a person jumped out of the water, only to see that this person was also dressed in black, holding a sharp long knife in his hand, with wisps of cold light flashing. The man came to the boat and headed straight for the boy in Tsing Yi.

This person came to the young man in Tsing Yi, clasped his fists and saluted: "Young Zhuang Master, they are here!" If Zhao Zhijing was here, he would recognize this Tsing Yi son as Lu Guanying, the young owner of Guiyunzhuang. Zhuang Ding of Guiyunzhuang was originally a person with some martial arts cultivation, and he was a water bandit on the edge of Taihu Lake, who had always robbed the rich and helped the poor.

I saw that Lu Guanying, who was standing on the boat, opened his mouth and said, "Brother Zhang, how is the situation!" As soon as the man heard this, he replied: "The young owner of Qiyu is exactly the same as what I found before, there are thousands of infantry troops to escort this batch of finances!"

Lu Guanying looked around with his eyes, and there were wisps of essence flashing in his eyes, it seemed that this person had received the guidance of his father, and his martial arts had made a lot of progress. It is not surprising to say that Lu Guanying's master followed the dead wood, although he did not receive advanced guidance, but his basic kung fu was very solid, and he insisted on cultivating for more than ten years without a profound heart method, and the foundation was naturally obtained. At this time, with the permission of Huang Yaoshi, with the guidance of his father, the foundation of his body was brought into play, and it was not surprising that he had made such progress.

Lu Guanying, who retracted his gaze, said to everyone: "What do you say, brothers?" Everyone standing on the boat said in unison: "I want to listen to the orders of the young master." Lu Guanying hugged his hands into his arms and said: "These people's fat and people's ill-gotten wealth is against the way of heaven if they come from Taihu Lake and do not take it." Let's take half of it* and distribute it to the poor people on the lakeside, and divide the other half among the villages. The crowd applauded.

And when Lu Guanying didn't know, Guo Jing and Huang Rong, who were hiding in the shadows, realized that this group of people were all thieves in Taihu Lake, and it seemed that Lu Guanying was still the general leader of each village.

Lu Guanying, who received everyone's response, continued at this time: "Do it right away without further ado." Then I saw who Lu Guanying assigned to fight the vanguard, who to answer, who led the water ghosts to drill through the bottom of the enemy ship, who took the property, and who captured the officers in an orderly manner.

All this fell in the eyes of Guo Jing and Huang Rong in the dark, and the two of them secretly said in their hearts at this time that when they sat with him, they saw him polite and elegant, like a pampered son of a family, who knew that he could lead the heroes.

Not far away, everything in the reeds fell into the eyes of one person, this person was dressed in black, holding a long knife with wisps of cold light, as if he was like these water bandits, only a red flame pattern on his sleeve made him different from others, this person was a spy sent by the Ming Sect to observe Lu Guanying and his party.

This person watched Lu Guanying and the others leave the reeds in a long boat, and then inquired if there were other people around, until half a pillar of incense had passed, and no one appeared, and this person left like a swimming fish from the reeds.

The man swam in the water for a while, and then he saw a lake in front of him where the lush reeds grew, and the man stretched out his hand to break through the reeds, and his body quickly swam into it.

Among the reeds, several fishing boats float above the water. On these fishing boats, a man dressed in black sat upright, either carrying a long knife or a sharp sword in his hand. The temples of these people were raised high in the dim moonlight, and at first glance, they had a good martial arts cultivation. One of these people is the person Zhao Zhijing confessed today, and the people accompanying him include the disciples of the Ming Sect that he is familiar with, and there are also some disciples of the Iron Palm Gang who are not very familiar.

At this time, he was sitting on the fishing boat, the blood in his heart kept gushing out, and his heart couldn't help beating faster, because he knew that this was the first time that Mingjiao and the Iron Palm Gang had joined forces, although the leader and gang leader of the two were the same person, but the disciples of the two still had the slightest rejection of each other. Although this action is not big, it has an important willingness, and the high-level leaders of the Mingjiao and the Iron Palm Gang are watching.

While he was pondering, he heard the sound of the water flowing in his ears, and a disciple with a knife jumped up from the water and landed on the fishing boat.

Tonight is not a quiet night, in this seemingly calm lake, there are several forces about to compete, who will be the final victory, time will tell.