Chapter Thirty-Six: The Wind Rises in Gangneung City
Thank you for the reward whose memories have long gone.
The head is full, the tea fragrance is leisurely, from time to time accompanied by a song to the sound of the piano singing, in the bloody rivers and lakes, because of the tea house, there is a wisp of seclusion.
Unlike restaurants that eat meat and drink in large bowls, although there are no shirtless hawkers and bowls of hearty booze. But if there is any wind and grass in the rivers and lakes, then this teahouse must be the first to know.
Washing tea, boiling tea, pouring tea, in the rather delicate tea bowl, the tea leaves that have been completely soaked in boiling water gradually change their color. The swirling tea leaves emit a unique bitter fragrance under the action of temperature, accompanied by Miao Miao's white smoke, which is really fairy-like.
Although the girl who sang the song was not very old, the experience of begging for a living in this teahouse since she was a child made her hone a beautiful and moving voice. The ordinary appearance is not specially dressed, but it can leave a lot of unnecessary trouble for her and this teahouse.
After singing a song, the woman retreated, and the few guests who wanted to express it were through Xiao Er, giving out their own rewards.
A landscape screen, a person, a fan, a wood, a storyteller, a traditional and ancient profession. Although they don't know martial arts, they are already considered to be people from the rivers and lakes, after all, what they eat is also Jianghu rice.
"The world is from all over the world, heroes and heroes, and there are naturally countless of them. But when it comes to the heroes and heroes in our Jiangling City, it is natural not to mention Wanfu's Wuyunshou Wan Zhenshan, Wan Old Man.
In the past, there were three high-ranking disciples in the famous martial arts in Xiangzhong, and Old Man Wan was his eldest disciple. The second junior brother "Land Shenlong" Yan Daping, and the third junior brother "Iron Cable Hengjiang" Qi Changfa. The three of them are strong in martial arts, chivalrous and righteous, and have created a great reputation in the rivers and lakes.
This old man Wan has a total of eight disciples, except for the third disciple Wan Gui, who is the flesh and blood of the old man Wan. The eight disciples** are: the eldest disciple Lu Kun, the second disciple Zhou Qi, the third disciple Wan Gui, the fourth disciple Sun Jun, the fifth disciple Bu Yuan, the sixth disciple Wu Kan, the seventh disciple Feng Tan, and the eighth disciple Shen Cheng. The eight disciples of Wanmen are all named after the word "soil", and among the descendants of Jiangling City, they are all dragons and phoenixes among people.
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Having said so much, the sixteenth of this month is the fiftieth birthday of Wan Daxia's old man. Old man Wan likes to make friends with the heroes and heroes of the world the most, and when the time comes, please come and cheer!"
If this storyteller wants to eat this bowl of rice in the martial arts, he naturally has to play his role and pass on the will of the sects and leading figures in the martial arts from all over the world. This is also the reason why they can get a lot of martial arts strange things and interesting stories about the rivers and lakes.
"Interesting, Wan Zhenshan's fiftieth birthday, is the plot of Liancheng Jue finally about to begin?"
The thought in Jiang Feng's heart flashed, and then he threw a string of big money on the table and greeted: "Little Er, settle the bill!"
As the center of Jingzhou Mansion, Jiangling City is home to merchants from the south to the north, dragons crossing the river, or heroes and heroes on the rivers and lakes.
Especially in the past two days, Gangneung City has been very lively, and people from the rivers and lakes with bulging waists and hidden blades frequently appear in Gangneung City.
According to Jiang Feng's observation, Ling Huisi, the prefect of Jingzhou, was obviously not very concerned about Wan Zhenshan's fiftieth birthday.
Also, thinking that Ling Huisi can be regarded as a strange person, this person is not only strong in martial arts, but also has extremely strong wrists, and has become the leader of the Longsha Gang. It is also a high school Hanlin, Jinshi and first, in charge of the people's livelihood. It is never an exaggeration to call it both civil and military.
And in the prison of the Jingzhou Mansion, there is a priceless treasure that holds the Ding Dian of the Divine Scripture. With such a clear clue, Ling Huisi's ******** naturally lay in how to make Ding Dian speak.
Jiang Feng understood in his heart that for Ling Weisi, whether it was Ding Dian or Ling Shuanghua, they were naturally strictly guarded by Ling Weisi.
Originally, if Jiang Feng rashly went to investigate, he would inevitably be noticed by Ling Huisi, and if he didn't do all kinds of weird behaviors before, he would be touched by Ling Huisi.
But now that Jiangling City is mixed with dragons and snakes, even if Ling Huisi has amazing power in both black and white, there is still not much to do about these high-ranking Jianghu guests.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Feng first secretly provoked some people in the rivers and lakes, and released the news that there was a treasure hidden in the prison of Jingzhou Mansion.
Many of the people in the rivers and lakes who add blood to the knife are not brainless, but their ** is too big. They tend to ignore the conspiracy behind the rumors on their own, and even if they know about it, they will move forward.
For a time, under the secret impetus of Jiang Feng, outside the prison of Jingzhou Mansion, countless people from the rivers and lakes came and went. And Jiang Feng's figure also took the opportunity to mix in it.
The prison of Jingzhou Mansion is very large, and the front and rear have to pass through three tightly guarded iron gates, and after sneaking in with light skills. Soon, a musty, damp smell mixed with the smell of blood came.
In the face of the Jingzhou Mansion Prison, which may contain the secret of the treasure of Liancheng, the people in the rivers and lakes are really full of wisdom. Pretend to be caught alive in a brawl dispute, or pretend that both the hero and the thief are in prison, or simply be strong. If it weren't for the many arrangements made by Ling Huisi in the Jingzhou Mansion Prison, I am afraid that the Jingzhou Mansion Prison would have been turned upside down by these rivers and lakes at this time.
What was locked up in the prison of Jingzhou Mansion was the treasure of Ling Huisi. For Ling Huisi, nothing in this world except himself was as important as the secret on Ding Dian's body.
Soon, a large number of elite government soldiers and the elite of the Longsha Gang under Ling Weisi had already entered the Jingzhou Mansion prison, and Jiang Feng was hiding in the dark at this time, and suddenly found Ling Weisi in an official robe.
This Ling Huisi looked elegant, fair-skinned, and a literati aura and official spirit were mixed together. If the average person saw him, he would never associate him with a ruthless man who would do anything for his wealth.
However, Jiang Feng knew that this was an extremely dangerous person, and if he was not careful, he was afraid that he would be killed.
Although the name of Wanzhen Mountain is not weak, looking at the entire rivers and lakes, it is not an earth-shattering figure. Therefore, there are naturally no excellent Jianghu guests attracted by him.
As Ling Weisi arrived with his elite men, the coordination between the crossbow and the master had an amazing effect. The corpse of a master of the rivers and lakes was dragged out by Ling Huisi, hanging high outside the prison of Jingzhou Mansion, wanting to kill chickens and monkeys.
"Hmph, Ling Huisi, you are really smart but you are clever and mistaken, in this way, those Jianghu people will believe that there are secrets in your Jingzhou Mansion prison!"
The thought flashed, a sneer hung on the corner of Jiang Feng's mouth, and the figure had quietly disappeared.