Chapter 122
Later, Iron Fan Wenqing fought with the old monster of Meishan, and the two sides dismantled more than 100 moves, and the old monster of Meishan was defeated after all, and he was defeated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Meishan old monster, do a lot of evil, act weird, burning, killing and looting is also common, the most frightening thing is to eat people's hearts and livers, drink people's brains. After the victory of Iron Fan Wenqing, he took the opportunity to kill the old monster of Meishan, and happened to meet the master of wisdom, and the master of wisdom was merciful and stopped this killing move. Therefore, the two made an agreement that if they won the master of wisdom, the old monster of Meishan would be at his disposal. Although the wise monk is a wanderer, he has not stopped purifying sentient beings all the time, and he knows how to heal, he has saved many people, and has also influenced many people, so the whole earth is filled with his heroic name.
Iron Fan Wenqing had already heard the deeds of the wise master, and admired him very much in his heart, so he had to think of such a way to let him hand over the old monster of Meishan to him.
The two sides dismantled thousands of moves, the move was not fatal to kill, in the first thousand and ten moves, the iron fan Wenqing iron fan opened, blocking the momentum of the wisdom master's palms, the left hand turned into a fist, the body was slightly on one side, has been around the wisdom master's side, and the two fingers hit straight to the wisdom master's acupoint.
The wisdom master quickly withdrew his palms, protected the acupoint, and his body swept out a few feet to the right side.
The wisdom master fulfilled the agreement, handed over the old monster of Meishan to the iron fan Wenqing, and sighed: "It seems that my Buddha can't save you, I wish you a good life and practice in the next life, and don't do evil again, Amitabha." ā
In this battle, Iron Fan Wenqing not only defeated the wisdom of the Yunyou monk, but also removed the old monster of Meishan who was harmed by martial arts, and the chivalrous name of Iron Fan Wenqing was more prosperous, and the prestige of Iron Fan Villa was far and wide.
What is the relationship between Wen Yuan and Tie Fan Wenqing? Wen Yuan has a grandson, named Wen Qing, Tie Fan Wenqing.
The big man in the yellow shirt, when he talked about Wenqing's prestige, it was like talking about himself, full of joy, and his expression was extremely proud.
The thin-faced man has been walking on the rivers and lakes for many years, and of course he has heard of Iron Fan Wenqing a long time ago, but here Iron Fan Wenqing is in front of him, not only did he not know it, but he asked the stupid words of 'Who are you', and he was secretly ashamed in his heart, and he unconsciously sank his head.
Wen Qing continued: "Yes, down there is Wen Qing of Iron Fan Villa. In the next to the reputation of the villa as a guarantee, what Bai Xiao said is true, let's take precautions as soon as possible, don't be strong again. ā
As soon as he said this, it was like a reassuring pill, calming everyone's restless heart. In an instant, everyone in the hall had no objections.
The man in the yellow shirt said: "With our Iron Fan Villa here, what else do you have to say?" For now, it is necessary to have a countermeasure as soon as possible. ā
He said it very proudly, and he unconsciously included himself in the members of the Iron Fan Villa, and blurted out the words "we, you wait", and he didn't realize it.
Bai Yuxiao looked at Wen Qing gratefully, and then looked at the man in yellow shirt. The tumbling qi and blood finally sank, and his complexion returned to calm. The lively Yuelai incense also returned to calm.
Thirty miles outside the city.
A tall horse galloped in, the sound of horses' hooves, the sand and gravel fell, and the dust flew up. The sound of hooves gradually sounded, the healthy horse approached, and in a blink of an eye it was near. Before the horse could stop, a man swept off his saddle.
"General, we are ambushing here, the enemy already knows, Tao Xian's life I came to pass through, I hope the general will decide. ā
"Oh?" Ali Hai looked at Xiao Protector.
Xiao Protector was also stunned at the same time, seeing Ali Hai's eyes on him, he knew that he would definitely have an explanation for this.
His face turned pale, and he confronted the visitor, "Tell me what is going on, how does the enemy know?"
Only listen to the man: "There is a person in the 'Yue Lai Xiang' called Bai Xiao, he heard the conversation between the Dharma Protector and the general last night. ā
Hearing him say this, Xiao Protector's face turned slowly, and he secretly relieved himself, at least it was not that he had misarranged it, let alone that he had leaked secrets, so he didn't have to be questioned by Ali Hai's gaze.
But after all, this is a good opportunity that Boyan has been waiting for for a long time, and he is in charge of everything, and if something goes wrong, he can't escape the blame.
He bowed down and said, "It's a subordinate mistake, please punish the general." ā
Ali Hai laughed and said, "It's okay, since you know, you know." ā
"What is Mr. Tao doing?"
The man was about to answer, when the wind suddenly rose in the forest, blowing whirring, and in an instant it hit in front of him, and the wind rolled up the sand and dust, turning into a gray smoke, submerging Alihai and the others in it.
It's not surprising that this place is close to the woods and that strong winds are common. The man paused and said: "General Hui, Mr. Tao saw that the plan was leaked, and it was expected that they would be more vigilant and would not leave the city for a while, so they used the excuse to disturb the judgment in front of everyone, delay time, and secretly probe the enemy to discuss the plan." Mr. Tao sent the villain back to wait for the general to make a new decision. ā
The wind is weakening, and the smoke and dust have returned to the dust.
After hearing this, Alihai burst into laughter, his expression was very leisurely, and he did not mean to be disappointed at all, as if everything was under his control.
"We went into town. ā
Xiao Protector and the man who swept off his horse before looked at Ali Hai with blank expressions.
Suddenly, the wind picked up again. The wind had come to the three of them with the rustling of leaves.
Alihai's flaming robe sleeves whirred, and the whirring sound was suddenly mixed with a soft groan.
Joy incense.
Yue Laixiang finally quieted down, at least there was no previous crowd of people, and there was no boiling sound everywhere.
Yan Zhengbei said suddenly: "Young Master Wen, the old man has a proposal, I don't know if it's okay?"
"Old Yan seniors, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it. ā
"The old man took some people to the city wall to observe the enemy's situation, and sent people back to report as soon as there was any trouble. ā
"It's okay to go here, it's better than to sit back and wait. ā
Yan Zhengbei has led a group of people out of Yuelaixiang. Wen Qing looked at his distant back, and couldn't help but think to himself: Although Yan's predecessors are old, they are still sophisticated, and they are always decisive, never dragging mud and water.
As Yan Zhengbei and his party gradually disappeared into Wenqing's sight. Wen Qing suddenly wondered: Boyan's minions live outside the city, presumably there must be an internal response in the city, and the internal response will always spread the movement outside the city. However, since it has already been reported outside the city, why has there been no reaction for a long time? If so, how should it react? It is an internal response, and in order to meet the periphery, it is also possible to do things internally. He looked around, as if looking for this inner response, and his eyes swept to see that the man in the yellow shirt had poured himself a glass of wine, and then raised the glass to his lips and swallowed it. The light in his eyes flickered, and he shouted at the moment: "It's not good." ā
This sudden shout made everyone in the hall startled, and their eyes were thrown at Wen Qing like ten thousand sharp swords. The man in the yellow shirt was also shocked, and the cup in his hand shook spontaneously with his hand, and it almost fell to the ground. However, the yellow-shirted man was honest by nature, and when he saw the iron fan Wenqing of the Iron Fan Villa drinking like this, he looked dazed, and he didn't know why, so he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong." Brother Wen?"
"From this moment on, everyone should eat and drink carefully, and don't fall for tricks. ā
"Huh, you mean, there is poison in the wine and the food?" said the man in the yellow shirt.
"I'm just guessing, it's always good to be cautious. ā
"Ah, Brother Wen, why didn't you say it earlier, I drank a lot more unconsciously. ā
"Then you can wait for the poison to die. Wen Qing said jokingly.
"Ah, this... This..."The man in the yellow shirt 'this' for a long time, and he didn't say a word, and sighed.
The other people in the hall couldn't help but laugh at him when they looked at the embarrassment of the yellow shirt Chinese characters, but after thinking about it carefully, why didn't they unconsciously use the food and eat the wine, but there was nothing unusual about their bodies at the moment, so they gradually relaxed their hearts.
At this time, three men in gray clothes walked outside the door, and one of them looked at Wen Qing, who also glanced at him, and only listened to the man:
"Young Master Yuwen, Senior Yan wants me to come and bring you a message, and there is nothing unusual outside the city at present. When the man had finished speaking, he turned and walked out again.
Only then did Wen Qing understand that Yan Zhengbei had sent someone back on the city wall. I thought: Old Yan seniors are so dedicated, it is really admirable, how can my dignified six-foot man sit here and not do anything?
Wen Qing got up and was about to leave. The man in the yellow shirt stopped Wen Qing: "Brother Wen, where are you going?"
Wen Qing said: "Go to the Yan seniors." Do you want to be together?"
The man in the yellow shirt waved his hand and said with a smile: "Hehe, don't go, don't go, you go, say hello to Old Man Yan for me, and say that I miss him very much." ā
"This must be. ā
Wen Qing walked out the door.
At this time, although the Yuan army did not reach Fuzhou, the defenders on the city wall were still on guard.
Wen Qing strode over, and saw Yan Zhengbei looking into the distance on the city wall, sometimes pacing back and forth, as if thinking about something.
Yan Zhengbei glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Wen Qing walking towards him, so he waved his hand and greeted Wen Qing.
Wen Qing also waved his hand, his figure stopped, and he stopped six feet away from the city wall. The figure swirled again, swept slightly, and jumped into the air, like an eagle spreading its wings and soaring up to the sky, a single palm changed a few times, and it was already in a trance between several moves, between the changes, the real power was secretly raised, and it was another jump, and the figure was already above the city wall, and the figure fell down.
Yan Zhengbei exclaimed.
"It's such a handsome light work, it really opened the eyes of the old man. ā
"In front of the seniors, how dare you get an axe, which makes you smile. ā
"Young Master Wen, why are you here?"
Wen Qing said: "Yan seniors are still doing it themselves at a great age, how can I be left behind." ā
Yan Zhengbei said: "So, you come..."
Wen Qing said: "The junior secretly wondered if the boys of Boyan would know that we knew his secret, so they withdrew. ā
Yan Zhengbei exclaimed: "Withdrawn?"
Wen Qing said: "The younger generation is just guessing. ā
Yan Zhengbei said: "According to the old man, since Boyan plans to eliminate the anti-Yuan righteous soldiers, he must have come prepared, but I am afraid that he will not withdraw because we know." ā
"What about the opinions of the predecessors?"
Yan Zhengbei paced a few steps before he said slowly: "The old decay doesn't know the truth anymore." He walked to the edge of the city wall and looked into the distance a few times, then turned and continued: "But we must not take it lightly, and there is nothing wrong with strict precautions." ā
It was already three o'clock in the morning, and the number of pedestrians was gradually increasing. In the past, there must have been a lively scene inside and outside the city at this moment, but today there is no such lively atmosphere at all. Although there were more and more pedestrians, they were all in a hurry, as if they were all in a hurry to go home, and did not stop too much, and occasionally some people took a short rest, and they all left in a hurry after whispering. For a moment, the atmosphere inside and outside the city was dull and a little suffocating.
Warm, Yan Zheng stood on the city wall in the north, his eyes on the pedestrians coming and going, including many high-rollers who came to admire, and the caravan horse team passing through here, they had not spoken a word.
There are still many pedestrians, and the atmosphere is still dull.
Yan Zhengbei's gaze stopped on the group of ten.
"Young Master Wen, what do you think of this pedestrian?" Wen Qing looked in the direction of Yan Zhengbei's finger.
The first person was slightly chubby and dressed in fine silk clothes, but this kind of fabric was rare. The first two rows of clothes are common styles in the Central Plains, and the four of them are all different colors, blue, white, brown and purple. The next two rows were dressed in black linen. The last man was dressed in a silver robe, with one hand behind his back, looking cold.
Wen Qing saw that the costumes of this group were so different, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart. replied: "I don't know where the high roller is so chic." ā
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he was a little wrong, and he answered the question, so he hurriedly continued: "However, the first person walks calmly, and I think the internal force is extremely deep." The four people in the middle are full of red light, revealing a majestic atmosphere, the inner kung fu must be beyond ordinary people, the last four people have flexible hands and feet, and they can also be regarded as first-class masters, as for the last person..."Wen Qing pondered for a while, and then said: "The last person, the face is cold, the steps seem to be dull, like wood and not wood, there is no road at all, I really can't see through the true face of Lushan." ā
Yan Zhengbei nodded slightly, expressing approval. continued: "The four people in the middle are light in their feet, and their light skills are probably rare in the world." ā
Wen Qing looked at the four people while listening, and really moved lightly, stepping on the ground without dust.
"What about the last person?" Wen Qing saw Yan Zhengbei smile bitterly, and was about to ask, but heard Yan Zhengbei say: "Hey, this person is cold all over his body, without the slightest expression, and I can't figure it out." ā
He continued: "Know that if a person is born wrapped in himself, he will never be able to see what is inside. Warmth continued: "For example, he wraps himself up with 'cold', which is naturally 'cold'." ā
Yan Zhengbei said: "Yes, that's it. ā
While talking, the two looked at the group of ten people again, especially the last cold-faced man.
Yan Zhengbei said again: "One thing is for sure. ā
Wen Qing said: "Which point?"
Yan Zhengbei said: "That person is the most powerful killing." ā
Wen Qingdao said: "What is it?"
Yan Zhengbei said: "Ruthless. ā
Wen Qing couldn't help laughing, and Yan Zhengbei also smiled.