Early the next morning, twenty or thirty people, led by Ding Yu and Chang Tianshu, docked at a small fishing village on the edge of Taihu Lake, changed horses in the village, and set off to the southwest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For this alliance competition, among the twelve dock masters, except for the third dock master who has died, and the second and tenth dock masters who stayed to preside over the affairs of the gang, the remaining nine people were all dispatched, plus more than a dozen small leaders in the gang, and this lineup was formed.

Ding Yu also asked why twenty or thirty people were dispatched for a martial arts competition. Chang Tianshu said that the rivers and lakes are sinister, and in order to prevent some sects from unruly, they should bring more people in case of accidents. Ding Yu also felt justified when he heard it, so he didn't ask again.

The next two days went smoothly and nothing happened, and on the third day, the convoy turned into a small road, and the surrounding area saw only hills and low hills, but no people in the city. But the strange thing is that since turning into this path, there have been more pedestrians on the same road, and if you look closely, these pedestrians of all kinds are all armed with martial arts.

Ding Yu laughed softly: "Master Changwu, these passers-by want to come to participate in this alliance competition, right?"

Chang Tianshu gave a thumbs up and said, "Master has good eyesight! These people are in groups and belong to different forces. Some people are more daring, just like our Twelve Docks, dressed in the clothes of their own gang, and some are frightened by the recent series of assassinations, so they disguise themselves as peddlers, beggars, and the like, thinking that they can hide people's eyes and ears -- hehe, these people don't want to think about how a killer who can assassinate important people in various forces can be deceived by such a simple disguise, so that he can hide his deeds and make people laugh at them in vain. ”

Ding Yu heard this, and then carefully looked at the pedestrians on the road, he pointed to a group of beggars in front of him and said, "No, that group of people is not disguised, they are real beggars." ”

Chang Tianshu followed Ding Yu's direction, his eyesight was not as good as Ding Yu, but as the convoy gradually moved forward, after getting closer to the group of beggars, he saw that the group of people had dark complexions, crooked knees, and mud hidden in the skin texture of their necks, and most of them had skin diseases such as abscesses and scabies - a person who disguised himself to this extent was already a sufficient amount of money; if a group of people were disguised like this, it would be impossible to say.

Seeing that they were carrying a different number of sacks on their backs, Chang Tianshu's face sank, and he snorted coldly: "Sure enough, this group of people called Huazi is also here, and a group of northern Yankees want to come to my Wuyue place to grab food, just see if you have this tooth mouth!"

Chang Tianshu's words were clueless, but Ding Yu understood it.

The group of beggars in front of them with sacks on their backs are naturally the children of the beggar gang. Although the Beggar Gang is a gang of beggars, not all beggars in the world belong to the Beggar Gang. The original beggar gang was after the sixteen states of Yanyun were ceded to the Liao State, the Han people were oppressed by the Khitans, and a large number of Han people were displaced and reduced to beggars, so they had to form a beggar gang in order to protect themselves.

The war in the last years of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms was a disaster for ordinary people, but for an organization like the Beggar Gang, it was a natural opportunity to grow. A few decades later, the scale of the beggar gang far exceeded the original, and the gang was no longer limited to the Han people of the Liao State, and the number of gangs in the Great Song Dynasty even exceeded that of the Liao State. In recent years, it has gradually penetrated from the north of the Great Song Dynasty to the south of the Yangtze River, so Chang Tianshu will call the beggars "northern Yankees".

The five major forces in Jiangnan covered up the treasure of King Qian in every possible way, but they didn't want to provoke martial arts forces outside Jiangnan. It's a pity that the news channels of the beggar gang are pervasive, even in the Jiangnan area, which has only been set foot in for a short time, such a major matter cannot be hidden from them.

However, Chang Tianshu and the other leaders of the five major forces had already expected this, and had already agreed on countermeasures: If the beggar gang only used the power of the rudder in the south of the Yangtze River to fight, it would only be a medium-sized sect, and there was nothing to be afraid of; if the beggar gang mobilized masters from the north or even the Liao State to fight for it, the five major forces would join forces to fight the enemy and first defeat the beggar gang, and then talk about the others.

I saw that among the disciples of the beggar gang, the one who carried the most sacks was a black-faced and bearded eight-bag disciple. Chang Tianshu breathed a sigh of relief, he had heard that the helmsman of the Jiangnan branch of the Beggar Gang was a seven-bag disciple named Jiang Yi, and now that an eight-generation elder has appeared, it means that the beggar gang has really transferred masters from other places, but an eight-bag elder can't make big waves.

The convoy had traveled dozens of miles on the mountain path, and finally arrived at the predetermined location before noon.

It is located in the middle of a number of low hills, just a large flat meadow. When the convoy of the Twelve Docks arrived, several sects were already waiting on the hill on the outskirts of the clearing.

Chang Tianshu raised his head and looked around, and saw that the other four major forces had all arrived, so he was lucky and said loudly: "Chang Mou is a step late, please forgive me." Brother Xin, Wei Gongzi, Brother Yu, Brother He, how about we build a high platform?"

The leaders of the four forces each agreed, and four teams of men walked out of their own stations, raised their swords and axes, cut down bamboo and wood nearby, and began to set up five three-legged platforms with wide bottoms and small tops and three or four feet high in the center of the flat land.

The rest of the sects were unclear, and some people speculated: "Could it be that these five high platforms are the rings for this martial arts competition? Isn't this a blatant bullying of people who are not good at doing light work? It's not fair! It's not fair!"

The others raised their eyes and looked at the five high platforms, only to see that the high platform was made of several bamboo and wood, weighing no more than one or two hundred catties, and the top platform was only for one person to stand, and a flag was planted on it. If it is really used as a martial arts competition, let alone fighting, people who are almost light in martial arts can't even go up, and suddenly a number of martial artists who specialize in horizontal training and kung fu are excluded, and this part of the people immediately clamored.

At this time, one of the Yan Gang stood up and said loudly: "All the Jiangnan martial arts colleagues, don't be impatient! These five high platforms are not martial arts rings, but just props used to determine the first round of martial arts competitions. ”

The person who spoke was an elder of the Salt Gang, known as the "Ten Taels of Holy Hands", just because in addition to his martial arts, he was also a doctor who was proficient in medical skills, and he had a habit of treating people, no matter whether it was mild or severe, and only ten taels would be charged for the consultation. And because his surname is Chen, over time, he is called "Chen Shiliang", but no one remembers his real name.

Although Chen Shiliang is an elder of the Salt Gang, many people outside the Salt Gang have seen him for medical treatment, and his prestige in Jiangnan Wulin is quite high.

More than an hour passed, and finally after noon, there was no sect from the outside world.

At this time, Chen Shiliang walked to the middle of the lawn, bowed his hand to the surrounding groups, and said loudly: "The time has come, and the forces of all sects have arrived. But I beg your pardon for the old sayings, and I would like to remind you one last time:

This competition is a competition of Jiangnan Wumeng co-founded by Jiangnan colleagues. If any of them do not want to join, please leave now. Once the competition begins, all the remaining sects and families will be deemed to have voluntarily joined the Jiangnan Wumeng regardless of whether they win or lose in the end, and they must obey the decisions of the Wumeng in the future. Do you have any objections?" )