Everyone who has lived in Fengyou County for their ancestors knows that most of Fengyou County is much higher than the surrounding area. Looking far away from Fengyou County, the entire county looks like a majestic river rising from the ground. It was the immortal family who threw up a tortoise shell for no reason in the southeastern area of Yizhang. It suddenly rose up to an unknown number of feet. He raised his head and forehead in a domineering manner. There are steep cliffs on all sides, and there are only dozens of slopes around it for people in the county to walk in and out, and for carriages and horses to come and go. In particular, the official road is relatively gentle, with no steep slopes, and is slightly extended for hundreds of steps. This makes the county more comfortable. Many elderly people who are already very old can barely go out and walk around during the good seasons of spring and summer.
Among the six counties in the Three Continents of Yizhang, Fengyou County has the most bizarre terrain and is full of dangers. This is probably due to this. Among them, there are a lot of skilled practitioners. You can see sweating people everywhere in the market, but they look like they have weak muscles and bones. A tough woodcutter on his back, any skinny man in a city who performs his art with a golden gun and a chokehold, there is no telling which one will have the skills to be called exquisite and proficient in internal martial arts. On weekdays, he had no reputation, dressing up as a mat weaver, selling shoes, or working as a waiter in a hotel to earn money for food and clothing. Maybe at night, during his free time, he could change into a short-sleeved shirt suitable for walking at night, and go out with a knife behind his back. When the rooster crows, He returned belatedly, but it was unknown whether there were still two splashes of wet blood in the knife edge.
The wind lifts wine flags, green bricks and ink tiles, people come and go on Gaochuan, there are hundreds of squares and thousands of businesses, it is rare to see a sword coming from the street, no one can know who is carrying a sword or a halberd under the sleeves of his robe.
The word "good and bad" is not enough to describe the mixed people in Fengyou County. Maybe if you take ten steps out of the restaurant, you can meet a master selling rice wine. If you walk a hundred steps further, you can bump into a rich man who is still a lowly member of the gang. Just like the endless traffic of horses crossing the street, most of the people inside are people from the world. Most of those masters who did not want to hide themselves were not seen by ordinary people. Whenever they saw them, they always looked slightly frightened and contemptuous. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they avoided them like snakes and scorpions. But for some reason, they met people from the same caravan. For those who were dressed similarly, most people showed no contempt on their faces, only a look of panic, and even a bit of respect.
The highest point in the county is not under the control of the government, so it is called the Stele Peak. It is as tall as a turtle or a snake with its head raised. Even though it is thousands of miles away, you can still see the towering rocks at the bottom of the cloud boat, soaring up to the sky and blocking out the sun. From a distance, it is like a dome carrying the sky, and it is so powerful. Shockingly. An old monk once wandered out of Xijun and walked for a long time to Dongfengyou County. Hundreds of miles away from Fengyou County, he encountered a violent storm. The electric silver dragon and the bell rang, and the torrential rain was like a million soldiers, falling one after another. Except for the thunder and lightning, everything for hundreds of miles is dim. Only the giant peak in the distance always stands, unmoving, very much like the unruly demons in the Buddha's classics. They are overwhelmed by the wind, and their momentum becomes stronger. Therefore, after the shower stopped, the old monk Putting on his clean monk's clothes and shoes, he wrote: Fu Yi Zhang Guo Zuo, in the north there is a painted eaves mountain holding up the sun and the moon, in the south there is a phoenix traveling to Bi Feidian, it is clear that the Tao Road is majestic, and where is the green mountain in the clouds.
Perhaps it is precisely because of such a concise sentence that it is very popular with scholars. Therefore, many scholars call Yuanyou Fengyou County "Zoo Feidian". It sounds ordinary, but after this incident, Fengyou County scholars are indeed slightly better than before. A little. However, after years of fighting against the martial arts, most of the literati who traveled here only visited the county for a while and then left alone, rarely settling here.
"I haven't seen the gang leader for a long time, but the meeting this time made my subordinates quite emotional." At the height of the stele peak, there were clouds and smoke, and there were thousands of steps. A scholar stepped up to the peak, but it was difficult to distinguish the water stains on his forehead. , whether it was due to the fatigue of climbing the mountain or the condensation of clouds and mist in the mountains, he entered the courtyard. He smiled slowly and held his hands with the man who had been sitting in the middle of the courtyard for a long time. Without seeing anyone else, he sat on the stone bench opposite the man and sat down. Chang exhaled turbid breath and teased, "The majestic leader of the caravan unexpectedly climbed to the top of this peak to practice seclusion alone without asking about the affairs of the gang. You are able to find peace and comfort, but you leave the mundane affairs to your subordinates. What the gang leader did was really unkind.”
The man was not wearing a crown, he was sitting with his hair hanging down, and he was dressed in black. He placed a long knife with a long and narrow blade across the stone table. Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "What? You, Mi Yuhuai, were originally a scholar. You can't even read obscure articles." He was so sleepless and forgetful of food that he wished he could immerse himself in a book. He should be able to deal with trivial matters easily, so why bother to go to the top of the monument to investigate the crime?"
Mi Yuhuai curled his lips, took out an object from his long robe, and placed it on the stone table. He looked disgusted and sighed, "It's hard to be a good person these days, and it's even more difficult to be a good person who is both literate and kind-hearted." , The trivial matters in the gang have never troubled me as a military advisor, but the leader of the gang has been in the mountains for a long time with no wine to drink, which makes me, a sour scholar, particularly concerned about it. "
The man's expression changed. With his hearing, the scholar just put the wine pot on the stone table. The sound of the wine in the pot was shaking, which sounded thick but not turbid. It must be of high quality, so he raised his hand to grab the jade. The pot was blocked by Mi Yuhuai with his hand, showing no fireworks at all.
"Our little Duo Ganzhang has been taught by the master of the gang. It is difficult to find an opponent for the gang leader's skills, so don't underestimate the enemy." The man in the long gown smiled tightly, and then picked up the jade pot that was standing firmly on the back of his hand, "Wine." Of course you have to drink, but you have to explain to the leader of the gang what happens down the mountain. If you live in this position and receive the salary, you should do your duty."
"Just tell me quickly, don't disturb the wine," the man said, his interest waning, and he stared at the long blade again, looking attentively.
There are many ways to attack with swords, and they are even better at breaking through the defense. A group of swordsmen who are the best in the world, with a sword in their hand, can't say that their opponents can use weapons such as hand and Emei stab, even weapons such as sticks, halberds, axes and hammers. A heavy soldier can also find flaws and break through the means of resistance. This is called the ability of a spying move. But when the man looked at the blade, his eyes flashed and his breath fluctuated, which was very similar to a spying move.
Seeing the situation, Mi Yuhuai shook his head, tapped the edge of the table with two thin fingers, looked directly at the man's face, and spoke clearly, "The caravan has been making a living in the past half a year, and its profit margin is 90% higher than before. Previously, the caravan had converged. The methods used by the store are too despicable. It is said that the scholar who took his life and cut out his bones was the most evil person. However, even his subordinates could not see it. Originally, all the merchants in the county had hatred in their hearts, but in the past half year In the meantime, it seems that the tide has calmed down, openly and secretly, and there is no more disturbance."
The man in black was still looking at the knife, and after a while he replied, "This is a good thing, so there is no need to worry."
"A good thing?" Mi Yuhuai was upset. He put one palm on the long knife, stood up slowly and said coldly, "The gang leader is obsessed with martial arts. Why can't he even see this matter clearly? They are incompatible enemies. That large group of merchants wish that everyone in the caravan would die. Could it be that the leader of the gang thought that it would only take a few years to turn the war into friendship?"
"The merchants used to obstruct our caravan activities at every turn, even at the cost of damaging their own foundation and destroying the reputation of the store. Half a year ago, there were people coming every three to five days to provoke people. Even though the gangsters in the shops were very heavy-handed, it was still like this. The caravan We can't make ends meet, but recently we have been doing the opposite without any hindrance. There are even three or two merchants and merchants who have come to visit us in person. Why would we do this if we didn't want to stabilize the caravan." The man finally raised his eyes. The sword flashed away, and he frowned and said, "The people in the caravan never leave any trivial matters behind when doing things. It's the merchants who only know how to make money and use their own methods. Is it possible that the government will just let them do what they want? I'm afraid that the worshipers have never thought about it. More, the plan is slightly wrong.”
Mi Yuhuai sneered, "I hope my thoughts are wrong. After all, I turned out to be a useless and poor scholar. Fortunately, the gang leader valued me, so I got a position as a member of the caravan. I have to thank the gang leader." ." Before he finished speaking, the scholar pulled out a secret letter from his cuff, put it on the table, and flicked it in front of the man in black with his two fingers, "Sir, you might as well take a look at what is said in the letter. As for whether it is true or false, I We have sent people to find out seven or eight points, and there is no discrepancy."
These words sounded extremely arrogant. They were obviously just offering sacrifices, but they were spoken by the leader of the same gang. Anyone would be a little angry, but the man in black did not get angry. He took out the letter and read it by himself, with an expression on his face. It's a slight change.
The Baihu Sect outside the county has never opened its doors to accept disciples. It is said that the leader of the Ye Sect, who is extremely skilled in methods, has only accepted two or three disciples in his life, and has never had the intention of competing for the top spot in the gang. He hides in the mountains all day long, but he can't get close to him. Two days later, there was a change from the norm. At the foot of Baihu Mountain, a list was posted to accept disciples. Regardless of birth, talent, or even age, in addition to children whose muscles and bones have not yet been determined, young people who have just established their muscles and bones can also get started.
"So, the two of them are going to the same place, and they want to split up with the caravan." The man in black stood up and raised his lips with a smile, "As for the leader of the Ye Clan, he has never fought with anyone else for many years. However, there are only a few wild rumors, saying that he once went to the West County to kill bandits with one man and one sword. It sounds like bluffing people, but if you think about it carefully, it's just nothing. I will definitely have a bet or two with him in the future. One is high, one is low, one is short and one is long.”
The man held the sword and returned it to its sheath, and the roaring sound was heard far away in the majestic mountains.
The clouds and mist have dispersed slightly, and the peak of Stele Peak is actually only a dozen feet wide. Looking from a distance, one can see that there is a very small hill in the northwest of Fengyou County, which is no bigger than a white piece on a chessboard, as big as a bean or a firefly.
"A person with a thorough Taoist heart like you can probably be considered a member of this magnificent chess game in Fengyou County. The Baihumen is just a white piece. But where the white piece ends up, is it trapped?" If you stay on the black side, you will still destroy your future." The man held the long knife in front of his chest, his expression was extremely gloomy.
"Since the gang leader has not practiced martial arts yet, I will leave this bottle of wine with the gang leader," Mi Yuhuai sighed. He no longer had any thoughts of drinking with the man, and slightly cupped his hands at the man's back on the edge of the cliff.
"gone."
When the man in black came to his senses, there was no trace of the thin scholar. Only a figure from behind on the extremely steep steps of the mountain path was left, shivering as he walked down the mountain.
After much hesitation, the man lifted the lid of the pot and drank it all in one gulp.
This Mi Gong is so talented that even if he enters the officialdom, he can climb up the ranks step by step. But to this day, he is still receiving the money he deserves from the gang. After half a year of practicing sword skills at Bei Peak, I heard from more than a dozen Anzi who had been buried for a long time that the foot of the mountain was still as stable as before.
He is so capable that he came with wine, but he didn't dare to drink it.
"It's no use practicing swordsmanship." The man looked away and his expression turned gloomier. .
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