Chapter 16 The tiger swatts flies on its head

Zhang Feng rolled his eyes, Duan Yu said this, and no one who was a little righteous would ignore it.

Cui Baiquan held the hand of the abacus and trembled violently, and his heart was inexplicably frightened. He has been in the Zhennan Wangfu for more than ten years, how could he not know how powerful Duan Zhengming is?

"The little prince is in trouble, how can I stand idly by? Anyway, since I came to Gusu, this life has long been given away, whether it is under my own golden abacus or at the hands of others, what is the difference?" Cui Baiquan smiled bitterly. He really didn't have much confidence in finding revenge on the Murong family.

"This Mr. Huo, the matter of saving Brother Duan can be discussed in the long run!" Zhang Feng suddenly said when he saw that Cui Baiquan was preparing to come forward to rescue Duan Yu without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Are you?" Cui Baiquan looked at Zhang Feng suspiciously. He hid in Duan Zhengchun's house in Dali, and he didn't know much about martial arts, and when Zhang Feng went to Zhennan Wangfu before, the two didn't have a chance to meet, so they naturally didn't know Zhang Feng.

"Are you...... Zhongyi Feng, Zhang Feng's hero!" "Guo Yanzhi next to him is not as short of information as Cui Baiquan, although he has not seen Zhang Feng, he can also know some portraits.

"I've met two seniors, and what the seniors said is right, I'm Zhang Feng. When I was in Dali, I saw that the monk had captured Brother Duan, so I followed him all the way from Dali. It's a shame to say that this monk's martial arts are so strong that he can't do anything about him these days. Zhang Feng smiled bitterly.

"What should I do then?" Cui Baiquan scratched his head and said distressedly. "Could it be that with the strength of the three of us, we can't save the little prince?"

Zhang Feng smiled bitterly and said that he had no choice, even if he added Cui Baiquan and the two, he would also stop cooking against Gu Mozhi.

"If you can't beat it, you have to fight it, this is called swatting flies on the head of a tiger, and you have to try whatever you say!" Cui Baiquan shouted. His nephew Guo Yanzhi took off the soft whip on his waist, and the two looked at Haruma Chi with fierce eyes.

Zhang Feng was helpless, he really didn't know what to do, but he didn't want to sit idly by. I had no choice but to step forward and join in.

Gu Mozhi made a move in an instant, his right hand was like lightning and a yellow shadow flashed, and his big hand grabbed the soft whip that had already snatched over Hiko. With a soft whip, the golden abacus in Cui Baiquan's hand was swept away, and then his wrist flipped over, and the golden abacus carried unparalleled strength and smashed towards Zhang Feng.

Between the lightning and flint, Cui Baiquan and Guo Yan's weapons were snatched, and they subconsciously clenched their hands, with a look of horror on their faces, and the two looked at each other speechlessly, this time they really met a master.

Originally, Zhang Feng thought that Cui Baiquan and the two would block a few moves no matter what they said, and share their worries. Unexpectedly, they couldn't even block Gu Mozhi's move, Zhang Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes. Are you two here to make soy sauce? You two want to swatt flies on the tiger's head, and you're really looking for death.

Bite!

Zhang Feng's wrist was raised, the long sword was slightly raised under the golden abacus, and the soft whip and the golden abacus suddenly turned and flew over Zhang Feng's head. There was a powerful sound of breaking the air above his head, and Zhang Feng was dancing wildly, and his face hurt slightly. Immediately after that, a scorching wave of air rushed to his face, but it was Hatomo who threw out the weapons of the two of them, and the flame knife slashed at him. Zhang Feng's face was solemn, and his long sword slashed horizontally, striking at Gu Mozhi's flame knife.

Sonor!

I only heard a sound like metal impacting, and the piercing sound made the eardrums of the people around me hurt, and I involuntarily stretched out my fingers and plucked my ears.

Zhang Feng blocked Gu Mozhi's flame knife, and floated backwards with his strength, shaking his somewhat numb arm, and looking at Gu Mozhi with a wary expression.

Gu Mozhi glanced at Zhang Feng, so he stopped attacking. He has fought with Zhang Feng many times, so he naturally knows him well. I know that if I chase him regardless of it, even if I catch him, it will not be possible to complete it in a short time. Now he didn't dare to underestimate the martial arts people in the Central Plains, if someone untied Duan Yu's acupoint while he was chasing Zhang Feng, it would really be like crying without tears.

As soon as Gu Mozhi came to Gusu, he saw Cui Baiquan, two first-class players, and thought that there were many such people in the Central Plains.

"There are two great drivers, please guide the way for the little monk. Kumachi folded his hands and said to the two of them.

The two of them picked up the weapons on the ground, looking at each other and not knowing what to do. This Gu Mozhi's martial arts are too high, and the strength of the three of them is not an opponent, so it is not too reassuring to go with him. Moreover, this Gu Mozhi wants to cremate Duan Yu in front of Murong Bo's tomb, how can they help him commit abuse and treachery?

"If the two of you don't want to lead the way, please inform Yanziwu of the way to join the village, and let the little monk find the way by himself, then it might as well. "Kumachi said with a pleasant face.

Guo Yanzhi and the two of them also have backbone, snort coldly, don't overdo it, you can do whatever you like, the uncle doesn't frown, and he looks like he is dead.

"This master is going to Shenhezhuang, what's the matter?" At this time, a young girl was singing a tune, rowing a boat, close to the shore, and happened to hear Gu Mozhi's words, and immediately looked at it. The girl was dressed in green, about sixteen or seventeen years old, and her face was full of gentleness and delicateness.

"The little monk wants to go to Shenhezhuang, can the little lady show the way?"

"The name of Shenhezhuang will not be known to people outside, where did you hear it, Master?" the girl said suspiciously.

"The little monk is Mr. Murong's best friend, and he came to make a sacrifice at the tomb of his old friend to fulfill the old agreement. Kumachi said.

Zhang Feng looked at the girl thoughtfully, and he was already sure of her identity in his heart.

Over there, Kumachi deceived the innocent girl with his hypocritical smile and bewitching voice. When he was in Tibet, every five years, he would open an altar to preach the scriptures. The great monks and great virtues from all over Tianzhu in the Western Regions gathered in the Dalun Temple of the Great Snow Mountain, asked questions about the scriptures, studied the internal scriptures, and heard the Fa after the end, all of them were happy and admired. It can be seen how neat Gu Mozhi's mouth is, and it is easy to deceive the girl.

"This ......," the girl hesitated for a moment.

"The little monk came to Middle-earth from the country of Tufan, and he was willing to bow at the tomb of Mr. Murong to fulfill his wish that year. Kumachi sighed sincerely.

"Master is a good friend of Master Murong, please come with me to drink a cup of tea first, and I will report to you. The girl pondered for a moment and said.

"So, thank you little lady!" said Hatomo with a smile.

"It's all waterways to go to Yanziwu and Shenhezhuang here, if several people want to go, I'll row a boat to send them off. The girl smiled.

"It's so hard. Gu Mozhi grabbed Duan Yu's shoulder, jumped up, and landed lightly on the boat, which didn't shake at all.

"Uncle Shi, shall we go?" Guo Yanzhi whispered to Cui Baiquan. Their uncle and nephew came to seek revenge on the Murong family, and now they haven't arrived at Yanziwu, so they have suffered such a big loss at the hands of this Murong Bo's friend Gu Mozhi, and they can't help but feel embarrassed.

"Go, let's take revenge, there is little hope, let's die, what is there to be afraid of?" Cui Baiquan gritted his teeth and said firmly.

The two also jumped into the boat and glared at Hatomachi. And Gu Mozhi is still kind and kind-eyed, looking like a monk who has attained the Tao.

"Little lady, let's row!" said Kumachi, turning to the girl.

"But he hasn't come up yet?" the girl pointed to Zhang Feng and said.

He ...... He doesn't want to go, let's go!" Gu Mozhi looked at Zhang Feng, fierce and prosperous, if you dare to come up, see how the Buddha teaches you.

"Are you really not going?" said the girl's crisp voice to Zhang Feng.

"Who said I wouldn't go?" Zhang Feng laughed and jumped into the boat.

Gu Mozhi rolled his eyes, and he didn't stop Zhang Feng from coming up, looked at him with pity, waved his hand, and asked the girl to row.

Zhang Feng stood at the tail end, clasping his hands on his chest, ignoring the threat of Gu Mozhi at all.

When the boat sails out for a few miles, look up, the smoke is vast, the water is clear and the sky is endless. The breeze came slowly, a layer of ripples on the surface of the lake, and the face seemed to be caressed by a pair of soft and cool hands, which was extremely refreshing, and people couldn't help but relax a lot.

Gu Mozhi's right leg was raised, ready to walk towards Zhang Feng, with a wicked smile on his face, and secretly said in his heart, "When you get here, see how you escape?" It turned out that he didn't stop Zhang Feng from coming up, he wanted to go to the middle of the lake in a small boat, so that no matter how cunning Zhang Feng was, there was no way to retreat.

Zhang Feng instantly noticed Gu Mozhi's strange appearance, so he opened his mouth and said, "Presumably this is Taihu Lake!"

"I think it's going to be good!" said Haruma Chi with a smile. 'Look how the Buddha beats you half to death, and then sinks into the water to feed the fish and turtles!'

"This boat looks very fragile, I don't know if it will show a hole when I go down?" Zhang Feng touched his chin with his right hand, raised his foot, and gently kicked on the boat, and said to Gu Mo Zhi suspiciously. A smile flashed in his eyes, you have a good plan, I have a wall ladder, don't think that you are the only one in the world who is smart.

Gu Mozhi's heart trembled, he only realized at this time, it turned out that he had been staying in Tibet before, and he had never learned to swim at all. Fighting Zhang Feng, he couldn't stop Zhang Feng from sabotaging at all. If the boat is destroyed, the one who feeds the fish and turtles will have his own share!

Thinking of this, Gu Mozhi withdrew his raised right foot without a trace, and glared at Zhang Feng viciously, feeling extremely depressed.

"Amitabha, donor and live, if this boat is destroyed, although the little monk can swim to the shore, but this son does not know how to be watery, and his life is difficult to protect! You are a famous hero in the rivers and lakes, and you want to kill innocents indiscriminately, it is really unreasonable!" Gu Mozhi shouted to Zhang Feng. His right hand rested on Duan Yu's shoulder and glanced at Zhang Feng. He is a dead duck with a hard mouth and does not admit that he can't swim.

"Zhang Daxia, you can take it easy, our uncle and nephew don't know how to be watery, this boat is going to be broken, we are really going to finish playing." Cui Baiquan listened to Zhang Feng's words and said in fear.

"I'm joking, don't worry!" Zhang Feng smiled and waved his hand, and then looked at Gu Mozhi with deep meaning.

Gu Mozhi naturally knew what he meant, as long as Gu Mozhi didn't attack Zhang Feng, then he wouldn't destroy the boat, and everyone would be fine.

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