She didn't continue, "Okay, there don't seem to be eunuchs around Wokotai!" After laughing, she pulled out the pants of several people, and Murong Feifei turned her head with a red face. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Nangong Shaoyou asked Xiao Er for a kitchen knife, and the people of the Great Song Dynasty hated Tartars, although they didn't dare to laugh openly, but they all looked forward to watching Nangong Shaoyou's good show, only to see him raise the knife in his hand, cut off the words of those Mongolian Tartars, and let Xiao Er apply gold medicine to them.

"Uncle, it doesn't matter what I do, that boy did it, I'm saving you. Xiao Er nagged while applying the medicine.

"They don't know how to listen to Chinese!" Murong Feifei couldn't help but laugh, and Xiao Er sighed.

Nangong Shaoyou carried one in one hand, hung a few people at the door of the inn, laughed and walked in the direction of Xiao Er, and did not greet Murong Feifei, knowing that she would definitely follow, and also knowing her temper, it is better to talk less.

The two of them one after the other, kept a distance of two zhang, walked for an hour or so, and sure enough, they saw a bamboo forest, the bamboos turned out to be square, I once heard Song Zixiu say, this kind of square bamboo is a unique variety on Xiqiao Mountain, Guangdong, and the legend is that Zhang Guolao planted it by riding a donkey upside down.

Unexpectedly, there was also here, and she was about to call Murong Feifei, when she suddenly remembered that Cheng Chen loved bamboo before her death, which might make her sad, and immediately walked quickly through the bamboo forest, but the scenery in the bamboo forest was not recorded in her eyes.

After the square bamboo forest, then come to a small stream, the stream is murmuring, at the end of the water flow is more than ten bungalows, built in a staggered manner, very eye-catching, several children are playing in front of the village, very interesting.

The creek is also a clump of bamboo, these bamboos are pale yellow, the bamboo body is mottled with turquoise spots, and a stone tablet is hidden in the grass, revealing the word "轵", which should probably be "in the deep well".

"The heroic soul is green, and the bamboo is deep!" Murong Feifei couldn't help but groan.

"Haha, little girl, what a heroic soul, the old man is polite!" An old man suddenly stood up in the long grass, and was bending down to salute Murong Feifei.

Murong Feifei hurriedly returned the salute, "Haha, green hats, green clothes, slanting wind and drizzle don't need to return!" Nangong Shaoyou sighed.

The old man smiled "hehe", noncommittal, obviously despising Nangong Shaoyou's untimely praise.

"For the mother's resignation, Jin is righteous and benevolent, but he is willing to endure and commit suicide for thieves, if it weren't for the sister to raise the gale, who knows the name of the strong man through the ages!"

"Haha, little girl, if it weren't for the fact that there is a sister raising the gale, who knows the name of the strong man through the ages, the old man will obey it! It's much better than that Raush Zi doesn't have to return!" After speaking, he made a big gift to Murong Feifei.

"Hey, hey!" Nangong Shaoyou felt that his face was dull, and he smiled wryly, asking himself if he couldn't think of Murong Feifei, and he didn't know the meaning of her chanting this poem, probably to praise a sister, but it was very popular with the old man, I don't know if it was the old man's sister who sacrificed her life for the country.

The old man laughed and walked over and took Murong Feifei's hand affectionately, and walked straight into the village, he was old enough to be Murong Feifei's grandfather, so he didn't think it was wrong, but he didn't mean to invite Nangong Shaoyou at all, in other words, he didn't bother to go in, but the stakes were very high, so he could only smile and follow.

The old man took Murong Feifei to a temple-like room with the words "Hu Santang" written on it, Nangong Shaoyou was inexplicable, and the name was too strange.

"It is the third one who shouts to the heavens, and he died next to the sorrow and death of the government!" Murong Feifei said.

"Oh, it turns out that Nie Jing is placed inside!" Nangong Shaoyou finally understood, these words came from the "Biography of the Assassins" in the "Historical Records", which was written that Nie Jing was willing to be afraid of life and death in order to make his younger brother Nie Zheng famous, crying in the city, proving for his brother, and then shouting three times and dying of grief.

"Hmph!" The old man glanced at Nangong Shaoyou, obviously very dissatisfied with him calling Nie Jing's name, Nangong Shaoyou pretended not to see it, and followed the two into the house.

Sure enough, the hall enshrines a heroic woman, holding a long sword, with four big characters at the top "Changhong Guanri", obviously this woman is Nie Jing, but there is a vacant position next to her, judging from the traces above, it is estimated that it is also a statue, it should be Nie Zheng is good.

"The heroine is righteous, famous through the ages, the rainbow runs through the sun, and she will not let her eyebrows!" Nangong Shaoyou saluted Nie Jing's statue, his expression was very respectful, obviously from the heart, and the old man finally nodded and smiled at him, expressing his approval.

"Old man, next to it should be the statue of the righteous man Nie Zheng, why is it lacking, the love between sister and brother is deep, how can I bear it!"

"Hey!" the old man sighed, "one day, the old man will definitely bring back the statue of the righteous man!"

Suddenly, his expression changed and he was extremely fierce, "But the two of you are from Alcatraz?"

"Are you talking about Lion Island?" Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile.

"Sure enough, haha, you have come to my Changhong Village, what is the so-called matter?" the old man's words were full of hostility.

"We are not from Lion Island, there is no hostility, the junior Nangong Shaoyou and the junior sister Murong Feifei have seen the seniors!"

Nangong Shaoyou's reputation is extremely loud in the rivers and lakes, but it sounds like Zhang San and Li Si to the old man, but he is free and easy by nature, and he doesn't think it's angry.

"Nangong Shaoyou, I haven't heard of it, shouldn't it be from that ghost place. His tone turned softened, "Then why are you here?"

"A few days ago, a thief with an ancient sword pattern tattooed on his chest killed my junior brother, and today I saw that the third brother Nie who delivered firewood also had such a pattern tattooed on his arm, so I came to ask for advice!"

Hearing the words "The thief killed my junior brother", Murong Feifei's expression was gloomy, and Nangong Shaoyou couldn't bear to look at her.

"Hehe, tattoos abound, why is it surprising?"

This is the truth, the Song Dynasty is from the Hou Zhou Guo Wei world, Guo Wei tattooed all over the body, known as Guo Queer, the Song Dynasty inherited, tattoos are very popular.

"Haha, that's right!" As soon as the words fell, Nangong Shaoyou grabbed the old man's right arm as soon as he grabbed it, but the old man didn't dodge, and stretched out his right hand to take Nangong Shaoyou's chest.

"Sure enough!" Nangong Shaoyou was overjoyed in his heart, although the old man's tricks were different from Cheng Chen's, the meaning contained in the moves was ordinary, they were all only defending and not attacking, and each move took the opponent's vital point, just wanted to put people to death, and showed no mercy.

Nangong Shaoyou has already fought with Cheng Chen, and he is in a hurry, so he uses the "Ten Thousand Tribulations Super Life Palm" to lead the old man to use the moves, and the old man makes more than fifty moves and suddenly repeats them, just like Cheng Chen.

"Okay!" Nangong Shaoyou cheered, not because of the old man's tricks, how powerful his eyesight is, he can know the clue at a glance, his routine and Cheng Chen's together is a set of tricks to kill, I think only a few people in the world can dodge, but the two of them only understand half, and their power is weakened by more than half.

"Zi!" With a sound, the old man's right sleeve had been torn off by Nangong Shaoyou, and sure enough, there was an ancient sword pattern tattooed on his right arm. (To be continued.) )