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In Xiao Yuesheng's eyes, Zhao Min is indeed a hot mountain, if he really worships the Shuiyun Sect, then the Shuiyun Sect will be labeled as an eagle dog, and it will be attacked by the crowd in the martial arts, and it will be notorious and must not turn over. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he has the magical power to risk the world's disapproval, he wants to be lazy and doesn't want to cause trouble, so he can only turn Zhao Min away.

The second day, Zhao Min still came to the Wen Mansion early, she smiled, what happened yesterday seemed to have never happened, she was nothing, but she was sarcastic and sarcastic to Xiao Yuesheng, with tongues and arrows, doing everything, vicious and fierce, obviously she had recovered her clarity and came to take revenge.

Xiao Yuesheng is also unceremonious,-for-tat, or roundabout, or Tai Chi, or hard touch, both rigid and soft, strange and compatible, which is tantamount to using force with others.

There are knives hidden in their smiles, and hidden arrows are flying, and the women are no longer surprised, and they are in the mood to watch a good show, and they are not tired of practicing and playing games.

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On both sides of the Su Causeway, the willow branches are swaying, graceful as dancing, and the people who come and go are all dressed in thin clothes, especially those women, although they are very tightly wrapped, but it is difficult to hide the attractive curves, which makes the men around them add a bit of anger.

A large painting stopped in the middle of the lake, swaying lightly with the waves.

The whole painting has two floors, no different from the attic on the ground, the whole body is milky white, simple and elegant, exuding a noble and magnificent bearing.

High painted bow of the boat, on the second floor, hanging down a silk thread, shining in the sun with a faint silver light, looking up, a man dressed in a green shirt, sitting on a quaint chaise longue at the bow of the boat, holding a dark purple fishing rod in his hand, hanging outside the boat, snow-white silver filaments slightly offset with the wind.

There was also a quaint pear wood recliner beside him, on which the woman was dressed in a lake-green Luo shirt, her face was as white as jade, and she was extremely elegant.

Her hair is high, like a cloud of ink, she is lying in the chair, holding a book in her hand, her face is quiet, reading quietly, the jade body is undulating, the color is alive, and it is very attractive.

Two round umbrellas cover them, blocking the bright sun, just like the beach scenery of later generations.

The two of them are Xiao Yuesheng and Zhou Zhiruo.

As soon as the people of the Shaolin faction left Chengdu City, Xiao Yuesheng ran out in a hurry.

has been staying in Wenfu, always with Zhao Min with words, several times at a time, still able to be willing to eat, many times, a little unbearable, Zhao Min's fighting surname is extremely strong, repeatedly defeated and fought, the commission really made him scratch his head, so he had to dodge, in order to accumulate strength, and then fight.

The lakeside residence on this side of Lin'an City has been gradually completed, and under the stimulation of heavy rewards, those craftsmen seem to be crazy and are in full swing.

Although he spent a lot of money to buy a mansion in Lin'an City and set it up as Shuiyun Villa, Xiao Yuesheng preferred to live on this milky white big painting.

At night, lying on the painted bed, listening to the sound of silk and bamboo and the noise outside, and watching the bustling night scene on the West Lake, is more interesting than living in a mansion.

Xiao Yuesheng only brought Zhou Zhiruo out this time to enjoy the world of the two.

The two of them are together with the piano and flute, or draw eyebrows in the boudoir, or go to the bow of the boat to fish and enjoy the coolness, live a sweet and warm life, Zhou Zhiruo has also adapted to her husband's lifestyle, and has also learned to enjoy, holding a book, lying there lazily, looking at the book from time to time, or looking at the scenery on the lake.

The breeze came slowly, swept across the lake, and became cool and comfortable, and she couldn't say how pleasant.

Their milky white painting is amazing, and ordinary people dare not approach it, so as not to dwarf it and be ashamed of themselves.

At this time, a small boat came suddenly, silently, and there were only five people on the boat, which was already slightly full, and it was in danger of being destroyed at any time.

The boat came to the side of the painting, stopped, not far away, not close, just in time to see Xiao Yuesheng and the two on the bow of the two-story building.

"Beggar Gang Righteous Helmsman Wang Yanzhang, meet Mr. Xiao of the Shuiyun Sect!" A rough voice sounded, loud as a bell, buzzing, floating away with the water surface, like rippling water waves.

Xiao Yuesheng on the recliner opened his eyes, put down the fishing rod in his hand, stood up, his green shirt fluttering, came to the side of the boat, looked down at the boat below, and smiled with his fists: "In Xia Xiao Nanqiu, please stop the beggars." ”

Zhou Zhiruo also put down her hand, got up and followed Xiao Yuesheng's side, looked down, and saw the five people in the boat, although their clothes were covered with a few patches, they were not dirty, but they were washed white and clean.

"Then I'm welcome to wait, and I'm sorry to disturb you. The shortest of the five laughed with his fists clenched, his voice loud as if it had been made by a strong man.

This person is undoubtedly Wang Yanzhang, he is short in stature, lean as a withered branch, and the wrinkles on his brow seem to have been carved with a knife, and the horizontal is extremely deep, showing a pale old state.

But a pair of narrow and bright eyes, shining brightly, standing there, exuding a heroic bearing, quite heartbreaking.

Zhou Zhiruo's heart was as thin as hair, his bright eyes flashed slightly, and his eyes swept over his hands and feet, and he found that his palms were wide, his fingers were thick and short, and the green tendons on the back of his palms were raised.

She can conclude that this person's kung fu is on his hands, which may be the finger power of practice, or the palm power, not like boxing.

"Wang Yanzhang?" her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, thinking intently, searching for this name in her mind, if it was a well-known person, she should remember.

Suddenly his heart moved, Zhou Zhiruo thought about it, this person seems to be the eight-bag disciple of the beggar gang, as the helmsman of the righteous rudder, his background was humble, but he had an unexpected adventure, and got an ordinary secret book, cinnabar palm, he practiced hard and hard, and finally practiced a set of ordinary cinnabar palm kung fu to perfection, the power is amazing, and it has the effect of turning decay into magic.

For such a figure who has become an ascetic, Zhou Zhiruo admires from the bottom of his heart, he is not like an ordinary martial arts master, who relies on the master to produce a high apprentice, but relies on his own efforts.

She was busy transmitting the sound into the secret, telling her husband about this person's situation, so as not to snub others.

With Xiao Yuesheng's permission, the boat slowly leaned over, and then four people in the boat flew up, swept up like giant birds, and landed in front of Xiao Yuesheng and the others, and the painting moved slightly.

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head secretly, the light skills of these four people are not very clever, this alone is a weakness that is difficult to hide, if you meet someone from the Shuiyun Sect, you can say that you have no power to fight back.

"This is Neiko Zhou Zhiruo. Xiao Yuesheng introduced to the four of them with a gentle attitude.

Although Zhou Zhiruo rarely goes down the mountain, she is very famous in the martial arts, and the second maid and a husband marry the unknown Xiao Yuesheng, which is even more famous in the martial arts.

The four of them were busy saluting, their eyes were touching and leaving, Zhou Zhiruo was quiet and elegant at this time, her face was compelling, and her every move was amazingly charming, even if they were Lu men, it was inevitable that her heart would be slightly swaying.

After a little greeting, Xiao Yuesheng let the four of them into the painting.

This is a pavilion in the easternmost room, with a moon-white carpet spreading, surrounded by light gauze tents hanging low, and the breeze blowing in from the slightly open windows, blowing the white yarn fluttering.

On the quaint coffee table in the east, the small red clay stove is bubbling and rhythmic.

Several people sat down, and Zhou Zhiruo served tea and tea, and her movements were elegant and graceful.

Xiao Yuesheng took Zhou Zhiruo's snow porcelain teacup, opened the lid and took a sip, and said with a smile: "The heroes of the beggar gang have long been admired in the next place, and it is a pity that they have no chance.

Wang Yanzhang stroked his stubby beard, smiled, but was humble on his lips, introducing them one by one, and his demeanor naturally revealed a heroic atmosphere.

Xiao Yuesheng is good at the art of thick black, and he has always been not stingy with praise, he acts unscrupulously and is not restrained by reserve.

The two young heroes are young and weak, but they have good appearance, heroic posture, calm and calm demeanor, extraordinary bearing, their qualifications for martial arts training are excellent, they can be regarded as young masters, and it is not common for the beggar gang to get such talents.

These two people are Wang Yanzhang's pride, and when they hear others praise them, they can't hide their joy, and they are a little happier than others praising themselves, Xiao Yuesheng sees this point.

The other person, who is also a disciple of Babao, is a thin middle-aged man, with snow-white temples and a frosty face, but it is difficult to hide his elegant bearing, like an aspiring scholar.

Xiao Yuesheng sipped tea slightly, glanced at Zhou Zhiruo who was sitting beside him, looked back at Wang Yanzhang, and said with a slight smile: "Lord Wang Duo is busy, he must have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, what is in his heart, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Wang Yanzhang put down the snow porcelain tea cup, and the old man was full of smiles: "Hehe...... If it weren't for Mr. Xiao, it would be difficult to find out that the thief Chen Youliang was inappropriate, and the future was endless, and Xiao Yuesheng made a move. ”

"The king helmsman is polite, just a gesture. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, stroked his black mustache, his eyes were as warm as jade, and he swept lightly on everyone's faces, and said with a faint smile: "It was also a very accidental situation that I heard Chen Youliang speak, and I realized that something was wrong. ”

Wang Yanzhang was about to speak, but he suddenly stopped, and the words that came to his mouth were forcibly blocked by Xiao Yuesheng's sentence just now.

Xiao Yuesheng lowered his head and sipped tea slightly, Zhou Zhiruo's craftsmanship became more and more exquisite, it seemed that he had worked hard, and the tea was brewed in excellent condition.

He bowed his head slightly, glanced at Wang Yanzhang from above the teacup, and smiled secretly in his heart.

After all, Wang Yanzhang was the helmsman of one party, so he changed the topic and asked with a smile: "I don't know how much Mr. Xiao knows about Chen Youliang?"

"He is a lay disciple of Master Yuanzhen of the Shaolin School. Xiao Yuesheng's eyes focused on the young leaves erected in the bowl, and opened his mouth casually, understatement, as if he was careless.

"Master Yuanzhen?!" Wang Yanzhang was slightly stunned, his knife-like brows were in the word "well", his narrow eyes narrowed, and his expression sank.

As the helmsman of the beggar gang, he is naturally very well-informed, and he is also very clear about several senior monks in Shaolin, and he is surprised.

Although there are many people in the beggar gang, compared with the Shaolin faction, there is a huge gap, which is unreasonable and difficult to regret.

At this time, he felt quite in a dilemma, and some regretted coming to the door this time, if it was really as Mr. Xiao said, it involved Shaolin, which is not a trivial matter.

In fact, they already knew from the mouth of the fake gang leader that Chen Youliang had a master, and they had been tracking it down, but there were no clues.

I didn't expect it to be so easy to get today, but it's not good news,...... Shaolin, Shaolin! Wang Yanzhang muttered to himself in his heart.

"This Yuanzhen master of the Shaolin faction, tsk, but it's really amazing!" Xiao Yuesheng was amazed, shook his head, and smiled.

"Does Mr. Xiao know this Yuanzhen?" Wang Yanzhang said busily, his eyes eager.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, then shook his head and chuckled: "Hehe, it's inconvenient to say more, the beggar gang is known as the first in the world, and it must be difficult for you." ”

Wang Yanzhang's smile froze, and then recovered, but he secretly scolded a few words in his heart, and he was even more suspicious and jealous of this Xiao Nanqiu.

In the eyes of the beggars, the Shuiyun Sect is evasive and low-key, and has never been in their eyes before, and they don't know anything about Xiao Nanqiu, who suddenly came out.

Although Chen Youliang is ill-intentioned, in the eyes of outsiders, he is an elder of the beggar gang after all, and he was killed so easily by Xiao Yuesheng, and the beggar gang has no face, so for Xiao Yuesheng, they are very grateful, and even have a layer of hostility.

If it is a different person, you can send the news to the rest of the elders of the beggar gang, and the beggar gang will secretly investigate it thoroughly, Xiao Yuesheng's behavior is undoubtedly without telling him, if it is not for Chen Youliang to offend him, I am afraid that he will still keep silent, and his intentions can be contemplated.

Zhou Zhiruo noticed the strangeness of the atmosphere, although she was smart, after all, she was still inexperienced, and she could not fully appreciate the complexity of people's hearts.

She sent a wave of eyes to her husband, as bright as water, with an inquiring meaning.

"They are here to ask for sin. Xiao Yuesheng's clear voice sounded in her ears, Zhou Zhiruo looked at him, saw the corners of his mouth slightly pursed, and smiled faintly, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Zhou Zhiruo's heart suddenly swelled with anger, angered by the beggars' ignorant behavior, her eyes opened slightly, and her essence burst out.

Her surname was Ziwai and Neigang, and when she saw the three people on the other side drinking their own fragrant teas, these teas were very precious, and even if they had money, they would never want to buy them in the market, but they had evil thoughts in their hearts, which made her even more angry.

Zhou Zhiruo stood up suddenly, her figure was slender and graceful, like water, her eyes covered Wang Yanzhang, who was frowning, and said coquettishly: "The little woman once heard the master say that the cinnabar palm of the king helmsman is powerful, and it is not even inferior to the King Kong palm of Shaolin. ”

"Where, where, it's the teacher's award!" Wang Yanzhang was slightly surprised, hearing Zhou Zhiruo say this, he was slightly happy in his heart, exterminating Shitai's cold arrogance, known to everyone, it was not easy to get her praise.

"The little woman has always been admired, today is a rare opportunity, the little woman wants to ask for advice and knowledge, and I hope that the king helmsman will not hesitate to advise!" Zhou Zhiruo's voice is delicate, very pleasant, and her eyes are full of waves, which is really difficult to refuse.

"This ......" Wang Yanzhang hesitated and looked at Xiao Yuesheng who was smiling.

(To be continued)