The World of Heaven and Dragon Slaying
Early in the morning, the sun has not come out yet
On the bank of the Han River, a handsome young man stood by the river, looking at the river. There was a ferry going down the river. There was only an old man on the ferry, carrying a tall and unusually tall man with a beard and hair. Yin, an old Taoist priest with a rosy and smooth face and an immortal spirit, and a boy of eleven or twelve years old.
Suddenly, a loud voice from upstream came from far away: "Stop the boat quickly, hand over the child obediently, and Buddha will spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame Buddha for being ruthless."
The sound came through the waves and was clear to human ears. It was obvious that the call was not weak.
The young man on the river bank followed the sound and saw two river boats coming at speed. When he stared, he saw a big man with a beard sitting on a small boat in front of him, rowing rapidly with both hands. There was a man and a man sitting in the cabin. Female and two children.
The boat at the back was larger, with four Buddhist monks standing in the boat, and seven or eight Mongolian military attachés.
All the military attaches picked up the planks of the boat and helped them paddle. The big man with the beard was very strong. With one move of his oars, the boat rushed forward more than ten feet. However, there were many people on board behind him, so the two boats were getting closer and closer to each other.
After a while, all the military attaches and monks bent their bows and arrows and shot at the big man. But I heard the sound of feather arrows piercing the air and whining.
I saw the big man rowing the boat with his left hand and raising the wooden oar with his right hand, deflecting and shooting down the arrows one by one. His technique was very swift.
Suddenly a scream of "ah" was heard, and the boy in the boat was hit by an arrow in his vest. The bearded man was startled. When he leaned over to look, he found that the boy was no longer breathing. He was hit by arrows on his shoulder and back one after another, and he couldn't hold the wooden oar in his hand. Falling into the middle of the river, he didn't move when he boarded the boat. The big boat behind them caught up immediately, and seven or eight Mongolian military attachés and Buddhist monks jumped onto the small boat.
The big man with the beard was unyielding, punching and kicking, trying his best to resist.
At this time, the old Taoist priest on the ferry boat in front saw this scene and wanted to help. Suddenly he saw a figure rushing towards the shore. The old Taoist priest looked at it carefully and saw that the man was stepping on a branch.
The old Taoist priest shrank his eyes and shouted unconsciously: "Cross the river with a reed!"
The man was extremely fast and had already boarded the boat in a matter of seconds. After boarding the boat, he waved his hands repeatedly, and invisible energy burst out from his fingertips. In the blink of an eye, the Mongolian military attaches and monks were pierced through their foreheads and fell into the water. in water.
From the time the man crossed the river to the time he boarded the boat to annihilate the Tibetan monks, it only happened in a short period of time. By the time the old Taoist priest also jumped on the boat, the matter had been resolved.
The old Taoist priest took a closer look at the man in front of him at this time, but he was surprised to see that he was only in his early twenties and had such advanced martial arts.
"Zhang Sanfeng, a poor Taoist, has met this little friend." The old Taoist priest, Zhang Sanfeng, said with his hands in hand.
"It turns out that Wudang Master Zhang is in front of you. Hao Shuai is polite." The man returned the greeting.
It was Hao Shuai who rescued people. In fact, Hao Shuai was a little confused now. He had just crossed over and arrived at the bank of the Han River. When he looked up, he saw Zhang Sanfeng's boat.
If Hao Shuai couldn't confirm it at first, when Chang Yuchun's ship and the pursuer's ship appeared later, he knew clearly that he had traveled directly to the eighth year of Emperor Yuan Shun's reign (1348), when Zhang Sanfeng led It was the time when Zhang Wuji returned to Wudang Mountain from Shaolin Temple and met Chang Yuchun who was being hunted on the banks of the Han River.
After confirming the time point, Hao Shuai almost died of depression. You said it would be better if he traveled two years earlier. It would coincide with the grand occasion of Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday party. It is very suitable for Hao Shuai to promote righteousness (pretending to be cool) and save him by the way. Yin Susu (Hao Shuai still has some thoughts about Guo Feili's version of Yin Susu).
Otherwise, it might as well have been a few years later, and he would have just happened to participate in that long-famous large-scale gang fight.
It's not like we are stuck in this embarrassing time period in the middle. In the next few years, nothing major will happen in the world. Our classmate Xiao Zhang will also find places to develop obscenely and stack armor crazily. Hao Shuai has nowhere to go if he wants to do anything.
Thinking that it would be at least eight years before the six sects besieged Guangmingding, Hao Shuai looked at the sky speechlessly. How could he spend such a long time!
It seems that it still takes more time to open a copy and refresh.
However, it was a consolation for Hao Shuai to meet his target Zhang Sanfeng at the beginning.
Just when Hao Shuai was about to have sex with Zhang Sanfeng, he suddenly heard a cry. He turned around and saw the little girl on the boat throwing herself on a male corpse in the cabin, crying: "Daddy! Daddy!"
"Little girl, my condolences." Hao Shuai saw that the girl was about ten years old and had a beautiful face. He thought she must be Zhou Zhiruo. He felt a little regretful that he had taken action too late, and he stepped forward to comfort her with guilt.
Zhang Sanfeng saw the little girl crying pitifully and asked: "Girl, what is your name?"
The girl said: "My surname is Zhou. My father said I was born in Zhijiang, Hunan, and named me Zhou Zhiruo."
Zhang Sanfeng thought to himself: "What a good name for a boat girl." He asked: "Where do you live? Who else is at home? Let's ask the boat boss to take you home." Zhou Zhiruo said with tears: "I will live with my father. There is no one else... no one else on the ship."
Upon hearing that the little girl was homeless, Zhang Sanfeng didn't know what to do.
At this time, the bearded man also regained his breath. He gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrows on his body. After simply stopping the bleeding, he cupped his fists and bowed to Hao Shuai and said, "Your Majesty Mingzun, Chang Yuchun, thanks my benefactor. I have met Zhang." Real person.”
When Zhang Sanfeng heard that this person was a member of the Demon Cult, he felt a little unhappy. Fortunately, he thought that Chang Yuchun was loyal to the Lord and was considered a man, so he didn't show it.
Hao Shuai, however, had no prejudice against this. He stepped forward to help Chang Yuchun up and said, "Brother Chang, let the deceased rest in peace."
Chang Yuchun tearfully picked up the boy's body and nodded in agreement.
"Little girl, let's go ashore first and bury your father properly." Hao Shuai knelt down and looked at Zhou Zhiruo, who was crying.
Although Zhou Zhiruo was young, she was very sensible. Knowing that Hao Shuai wanted to bury her father, she agreed with tears.
At this time, the wooden oar of the boat has fallen into the river, but this is not a difficulty for Hao Shuai. Rowing with infuriating energy is a basic skill of a master. If he were not afraid of scaring the people present, Hao Shuai would have planned to use his telekinesis to directly lift the oar. The boat lifted and flew to the shore.
After arriving on the shore, Hao Shuai carefully found a big tree, took out the seven-star sword, and made two simple coffins, one large and one small.
After hastily burying the boatman and the little boy, everyone returned to the ferry boat that Zhang Sanfeng had built before.
"Brother Chang, I see that your arrow wound is cracked. Let me take care of it for you." Hao Shuai said to Chang Yuchun, who had moved too much and the wound began to bleed again. He was really afraid of this plan he had made. The general lost too much blood and died.
"Then thank you benefactor." Chang Yuchun's face was a little pale at this time, and he couldn't stand still, so he could only sit cross-legged in the cabin.
"Brother Chang, you're welcome." Hao Shuai took out the golden wound medicine and stopped the arrow wound for Chang Yuchun. "Brother Chang, I see you are cold all over. Have you suffered any internal injuries?"
Chang Yuchun said: "The villain escorted the young master south from Xinyang. On the way, he fought four times with the eagle claws sent by the Tatars to hunt him down. He was slapped twice on the chest and vest by a Ban monk."
After hearing this, Hao Shuai untied his clothes and looked at the injury. He was even more horrified. He saw that his middle palm was swollen. The injury was really serious. Chang Yuchun was still able to run thousands of miles and resist powerful enemies. He was worthy of being a famous general in history. .
Immediately, he took out a large blood-tonifying pill and asked Chang Yuchun to take it. At the same time, he put his hands on his back and injected the true essence into Chang Yuchun's body to help him refine the medicine's power.
With the help of Hao Shuai's abundant real energy, within a moment, Chang Yuchun's internal injuries were almost healed, and his complexion returned to rosy. Perhaps he was too tired and fell into a deep sleep.
(Please note that this time The World of Heaven and Dragon Slaying is based on the 2002 version of the TV series. In the author’s mind, Jia Jingwen is the eternal Zhao Min and Gao Yuanyuan is the eternal Zhou Zhiruo. Refutation will not be accepted!)
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