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The folding fan boy and his party left last night. Now, the wounds of all the disciples of Kongtong have been treated by the divine doctor Shi Danghua. Before leaving, the divine doctor prepared the herbs and wound dressings needed for Jiang Ruoping during the recuperation period.

Subsequently, everyone said goodbye to the miracle doctor and returned to Daizhou. The Baode army crossed the Yellow River westward, passed through Fuzhou, and arrived at Linzhou a few days later.

Seeing that the schedule was approaching, everyone's injuries were still not healed, and the group settled in the city inn for the time being. Thinking about people too much, I am afraid that it will be indecent, and everyone will be hurt. During the banquet, it was agreed that Xu Xingjian, Ji Shaoyin and Qin Feng would go to the volcanic castle to pay their respects on behalf of the division, and the rest of them would recuperate and wait in the city.

Huang and Chu also stayed behind to change the medicine for the injured people at any time and greet them with three meals. Tong Yang was not injured, but when he was afraid that he would cause trouble, he kept him by his side in the name of taking care of the wounded.

Seeing that he was sullen for a long time, when he met him, he ordered Xiao Er to send two pots of soju, a white-cut chicken, and a few side dishes. A few people drank slowly in the room and started a homely routine. Speaking of Zhou Liang, everyone was sad. Huang and Chu are women, and they can't cry unconsciously. Everyone was sad and hateful for a while, and they all kept the evil of Yidi in their hearts, thinking about the future to avenge the dead Zhou Liang and countless people in the Central Plains.

When I was sentimental, I thought about it, and I didn't know how to explain it to my master when I went back. The injuries suffered by the same sect along the way, how can he, as a senior brother, get rid of it. So the wine is thick, and I see even more sorrow and suffering.

Three poles in the sun, shining thousands of miles. At this moment, Xu Xingjian took Ji Shaoyin and Qin Feng, two junior disciples, to Volcano Castle. I saw that the high mountains on both sides held an open river in the middle, which was flat and long, and about a mile wide. In the middle of the Sichuan Road, a flowing water twists and turns, gurgling eastward. The grass on both sides of the river is delicious, wildflowers are fragrant, and pairs of butterflies and bees fly freely among the flowers.

At the foot of the hill on the other side of the river sits a wide terrace about several feet high, on which a grand stone manor is built. The cluster of houses is arched around the high-rise fort, and sometimes there is a misty crowd between the shady green trees, which is magnificent.

The three of them dismounted in front of the village, and saw a firecrackle in and out, and at the same time, the wind band waiting at the bottom of the gate steps was blowing gongs, drums, and suona.

In addition to the wind music class in front of the village, there are more than a dozen family members to help the guests carry their luggage and lead the horses. In addition to the endless stream of visitors from near and far, there are also groups of Hanako who wander back and forth outside the gate to ask the host for some meager fare. Almost every beggar had a number of pockets on his shoulders, ranging from one or two to six or seven. Today is the festival of Volcano Castle, and the owner seems to be a gentleman, and has arranged a family outside the gate in advance, and will give alms of wine, meat and silver for the beggars who come.

Qin Feng and the others' mounts had been led to the backyard by the family, and the three of them had not yet settled down, when they suddenly heard a man's voice and shouted: "Roar, it's really a narrow road!

The three of them looked up and were taken aback at the same time. It turned out that the person who shouted was none other than the man with the ring of knives who had fought in Shenjian Village a few days ago. Seeing him rushing down the steps with his sword, the three of them immediately greeted each other with their swords.

"Wait!"

The two sides were just about to start a battle, when they suddenly saw a man coming out of the gate, and saw that this side was about to exchange fire, so he hurriedly ran over to drink. The three of them looked at each other, and they were even more surprised, and the man who came to stop drinking turned out to be the folding fan boy that day. But today, he didn't have time to dance and shake his fan, and he had to be busy greeting visitors from afar for his father.

"This, we ......"

The three brothers were stunned at the bottom of the steps for a while, you look at him, he looks at you, they all think they have come to the wrong place. When I was puzzled, I couldn't help but glance at the gate again, and the three big characters of "Volcano Castle" on the plaque were particularly conspicuous, but they were not bad.

The folding fan boy saw the expressions of the three of them, and then greeted him with a smile and said: "Hehe, where do you not meet in life! Yes, the castle owner is the father!

"That's good! Under Xu Xingjian, Ji Shaoyin, Qin Feng!" Xu Xingjian hugged his fists, and Ji and Qin also hugged their fists to introduce themselves.

Gao Yunshen's face was slightly embarrassed, he smiled embarrassedly, and said, "Rude, rude!" Please forgive my little brother for offending in the past, please go back to the castle to serve tea!"

After Gao Gongzi's clever explanation, the three of them suddenly realized. Then he smiled and was taken into the castle by the family.

The three of them were temporarily placed in a row of wings in the west to rest, and a family member had already brought a tea and fruit bowl to greet them warmly. After sitting for a while, the three of them came to the upper room to pay their respects, and then went to the banquet hall in the castle through the moon cave gate in the north to meet the lord of the castle and his family.

"Hey, please come in the three young heroes! Please forgive the old man for being clumsy, and bother to introduce each other!"

As soon as the three of them arrived at the hall door, a thin old man suddenly greeted them and asked them for their names and surnames with a slight bow.

The three of them returned the blow, and when Xu Xingjian hugged his fists, he responded: "In the next three disciples of the Kongtong Xuankong Sect, the old master is not in good health, and he specially ordered the next few people to come to congratulate him." Junior Xu Xingjian, these two are junior disciples Ji Shaoyin and Qin Feng!"

When the old man heard this, he immediately smiled enthusiastically and said: "It turned out to be a high-ranking disciple under the Xuankong Zi Sect, fortunately, fortunately! The old Song Yingchang, the housekeeper of the affairs of the castle, if there is any inadequate care, I hope that the three young heroes Haihan! Hurry up and please serve tea in the hall, my castle master has been waiting for a long time!" The old man said again, and the three of them were busy returning the salute.

It was still early at the moment, and most of the rare guests had not yet arrived, and only some of the guests who came first and the host were catching up with each other in the banquet room. The ladies had filled the hall with twenty log tables in an orderly manner, and ten chairs for each table.

On the north wall, a tabletop-sized gilt character "夀" is very solemn, and there is a sandalwood table of eight immortals placed below the word. On one side of the table, Old Man Gao sat on the Taishi chair, chatting happily with a few visitors, and from time to time he had to stroke his beard with his right hand. A face that has suffered an accident is full of wrinkles, although it is the year of the sixtieth year, the body bones still look strong, and it still does not lose its majesty and bearing.

Seeing that Steward Song received three strange knights at the door of the hall, Old Man Gao got up slightly, glanced at the three of them, and then glanced at Steward Song with inquiring eyes.

Song Yingchang bowed slightly and introduced: "I know the castle master, the three young heroes are the senior disciples of the castle master's old friend Xuankongzi, and they are here to celebrate the birthday of the substitute teacher!"

A smile immediately appeared on Gao Ding's hesitant face, and he said, "I'm ashamed, I was a disciple of Brother Chu, please take a seat here!"

Steward Song answered, then turned around and ordered a housekeeper to bring tea to greet the three of them. The three brothers sat down for a while and chatted with Old Man Gao about the recent situation of the division and what they had seen and heard on the way, and only said some general things, but they did not mention anything about the injuries on the way.

The three of them talked to the castle master for a while, and then left the hall for the time being and returned to the west wing. Seeing that the noon card is about to pass, the guests have not yet arrived, and it is expected that the banquet will have to be applied for.

Thinking about the embarrassing encounter all the way, the three of them all felt troubled in their hearts. After sitting in the wing room for a while, he wanted to come out to relax, and then paced outside the door.

There was still a crowd of cars and horses outside the door, and Gao Yunshen, the lord of the Shaobao, was still busy welcoming guests. Seeing the three of them come out for a walk, after saying hello, he turned around and instructed the family members to help the guests lead the horses and carry the luggage.

At this time, I suddenly saw a caravan approaching slowly, and after counting, there were four horses in front and thirteen camels in the back, carrying luggage.

When Gao Gongzi saw the camel team in the distance, he was immediately overjoyed, and as soon as his hand was raised, the gongs and drums and suona sounded, and he ran out of the distance to meet him.

When I walked to the village, I saw that the leader was an old man in his fifties, dressed richly and exquisitely, and rode a Thorn Hus. This was followed by a richly dressed middle-aged woman riding a brown horse. He was followed by a graceful young man in white, sitting down to shine on the night. Behind him rode a steward-like old man, and at the end of the caravan were four strong camelmen.

"Master, Master, you've worked hard all the way! Please go back to the fort to rest, my father has been looking forward to you for a long time! Wow, Senior Brother Luo and Uncle Sha are also here! It's really good, please go back to the fort to serve tea!"

Gao Yunshen greeted the camel team enthusiastically, and it seemed that everyone was dressed like an exotic. It wasn't until they saw him call the old man his master that Qin Feng and the three of them suddenly realized that it was no wonder that this young castle master was so respectful and polite to him.

The three of them didn't know that this person was Luo Tianshan, the golden palm who crisscrossed the rivers and lakes in the past, since he retired from the martial arts a few years ago, he rarely appeared on the rivers and lakes, and people couldn't imagine that he actually started a business. As the saying goes: "The small is hidden in the wilderness, the middle is hidden in the city, and the big is hidden in the court." However, this person is hidden in business, known as Xijia, and has traveled between the Western Regions and the Central Plains for many years. and the Beimu, Nanyu, Zhongnong, and Dongqiao, who retired from the rivers and lakes in the early years, are called the five hermits of the world, and they are all powerful figures who were surprised in the past.

I saw that all the families came over to lead the horses, and the things were moved, accompanied by the crackling sound of firecrackers, Luo Tianshan and his party were welcomed into the fort by Gao Yunshen and the family.

At the time of Shenpai, all the guests had arrived, and many guests were even uninvited. The banquet hall was full of people and guests. Some people who knew each other talked and laughed together, and said goodbye to each other.

Hearing the sound of three cannons outside, the wind band class in the hall started to stir up gongs, drums and suona, and the guests were arranged to sit one after another by the family members in the noisy drum music.

After a while, I saw Steward Song standing on the master of ceremonies at a height of the east foot, and his right hand was raised, and the sound of the wind music stopped abruptly. Then he groaned slightly, and shouted, "Everyone, please be quiet!"

The guests immediately stopped talking and laughing, and the huge hall was silent in the middle of the room. Immediately afterwards, I saw Steward Song pause and shouted: "Today is the day of the 60th birthday of the old man of my volcanic fort! Thanks to the heroes from all walks of life who came to congratulate me, my volcano fort suddenly felt full of brilliance!"

After speaking, there was a round of applause in the middle of the hall. Then he said, "On behalf of the host, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to all the guests who have come to congratulate me! Now I would like to invite the filial sons and grandsons to salute the elder! Wind music class, play!"

There was another cheer in the hall, and the juniors of the Gao family came to the old man Gao in turn to salute and toast, and Gao Yunshen and the woman in Tsing Yi that day were in the ranks.

After the ceremony, I saw Steward Song's hand raised, and the sound of pipe music stopped abruptly.

"Now I invite the host to toast, and the guests have fun! Wind music class, play!"

Steward Song raised his hand as he spoke, but this time it was his left hand, and the vocal music was not the gong, drum and suona of Fang Cai, but was replaced by the string pipe silk bamboo, and the song "Longevity Music" specially composed by the local literati for the birthday of the old man Gao was played, and then there was a song "Good Things Are Near".

Kongtong Xu, Ji, and Qin were arranged by the family members at the fourth table in the south row, and there were four Kuo Shao and three old men drinking at the same table, and they all seemed to be martial arts skills. Everyone ate and drank silently, and occasionally someone said a word or two, and they only talked to acquaintances who came together. This scene seems very incongruous with the scenes of chatter and laughter at other tables.

It was the first time for the three brothers to drink with strangers, and they all felt a little unnatural. It seems that several people on the other side also seem to feel the same way. After three rounds of drinking, Qin Feng suddenly saw the young man in a white brocade robe on the opposite side paused, and then swept away everyone: "I have never been in my life, but today I can drink with you, it is really fate." Shouldn't we get to know each other?"

After speaking, he smiled and swept away the people at the table with an inquiring look. The white-haired old man on one side smiled faintly after hearing this, put the dried wine glass on the table, and said, "If young people have a heart to know each other, then it doesn't hurt to get acquainted." Let's introduce myself, old Ma Weixin, locals, everyone, please!"

"The old Chen Dongyang and You Ying are both locals. The two old men next to Ma Weixin were introduced in turn.

"Hehehe...... I can't imagine that the three seniors are actually three of the four masters, and they have been admired for a long time! The juniors are really blind, disrespectful, and disrespectful!" The white-robed young man smiled, and his smile was heroic.

Then he said: "I am equivalent to the Fuzhou people, Li Shi, Li Liang, Jia Hong, and Huijiang!" The four young men hugged their fists in turn.

Chen Dongyang smiled faintly and said: "Looking at the mannerings of the four people, the old man also guessed a few points, but it was really the four shows of Fuzhou, it is really stronger than the next, and the future is terrifying!"

"The next three people are Xu Xingjian, Ji Shaoyin, and Qin Feng under the Kongtong Gate!" Xu Xingjian first hugged his fists, and Ji and Qin followed in turn.

Ma Weixin looked at Qin Feng and the others, and said: "Kongtong is a famous faction, only the beggars and Shaolin in the world are comparable to each other, and Qingcheng and Taibai are slightly inferior. Your uncle Fei Suizi is one of the most powerful figures in today's martial arts, and he has been admired for many years, but unfortunately he has never seen it. ”

Qin Feng looked at Ma Weixin and said, "Dare to ask Ma seniors, in addition to the three predecessors, who is the other master?"

Li Shi on the other side smiled and said nothing, and the white-haired Ma Weixin smiled faintly and said, "He, far away in the sky, close in front of you! You just need to see who is the most important today." ”

Qin Feng hesitated and said, "Could it be that the castle lord is Old Man Gao?"

You Ying, the old man in the green robe, who had been silent, suddenly raised his head and smiled: "The young man is really smart, who else can he be!"

Jia Hong, who was adjacent to Li Shi, immediately smiled and said: "Brother Qin's guess is right, the castle lord and the next few people are friends for the new year, and then I feel that the age difference between them is very far from each other, and we have a lot of contacts with the young castle master, so now we are called godfather." ”

Qin Feng groaned: "I see, I'm really lucky!"

It turned out to be really a high old man, and the three of them all wondered after they knew it, why hadn't the master mentioned it before? All these years, he has been staying in Kongtong Mountain, rarely going out and walking, but he has seen and heard about the rivers and lakes, but he is lonely and unheard. Master Xuankongzi has a relatively cold and reticent temperament, and in addition to instructing the disciples in martial arts, he rarely talks about martial arts knowledge on weekdays. So much so that the disciples all look like hairy boys who have just left home, and they are like frogs at the bottom of a well compared to the teenagers opposite. Today's speech is enough to make the three of them embarrassed.

After getting acquainted, a group of young people competed to toast the three seniors, all of which had the intention of attracting friends, and Sanjie also had a good impression of the boldness of these young people. Then, the three of Kongtong and the four young men of Fuzhou persuaded each other to drink, and they talked very happily, and they began to call each other brothers and sisters in the depths of the wine.