One Hundred and Three Chapters of Old Wulin Events

One Hundred and Three Chapters of Old Wulin Events

Han Xiaofeng stayed in Yueyang City for several days. No news came from either the Beggar Clan or the Yueyang Clan. He waited and waited, but finally his master Zhou Dalei arrived.

Zhou Dalei, the leader of the Beggar Clan, came to Yueyang Mansion from Shanxi alone and met Luo Qianhai, the head of the Yueyang Clan, in person.

No one knows what Zhou Dalei, the leader of the Beggar Clan, discussed with Luo Qianhai, the head of the Yueyang Sect, but after the second day, both factions actually recalled the people who went to find out the news at the same time, and at the same time passed down orders to the disciples of the sect regarding this matter. , cannot be questioned or investigated.

After Zhou Dalei met Luo Qianhai, he came to the Yueyang Mansion branch of the Beggar Clan to stay for a few days. Before leaving, he specifically called Han Xiaofeng to him, taught him a lesson in a rare and kind tone, and took out the Yueyang Mansion Luo Qianhai wrote a letter to Jia Yuanwai, saying: "Son, you go back and tell Jia Yuanwai that the Yueyang Clan has received the money, and that our Beggar Gang members have finished their errands and returned to the Beggar Gang to find me. The reason why they We left without saying goodbye because we were afraid that Jia Yuanwai would be rewarded again. Our beggar gang has received many benefits from Jia Yuanwai, so this time we will regard it as repaying him."

The Beggar Clan plus the Yueyang Clan, a total of seventy-four people plus 500,000 taels of silver mysteriously disappeared. As the leader of this sect, Master Zhou Dalei actually ordered the disciples who came to inquire about the news to be withdrawn, and did not intend to find out. Han Xiaofeng looked at his master who always had to repay his grudges. He was very puzzled and asked: "Master, this is not like your old style of life. Do you already know who did it? Is the other party powerful and we provoke him?" Can’t afford it? Apart from the Shaolin and Wudang sects, who else in the martial arts can’t be offended by our Beggar Clan? Master, tell me, was it the Shaolin sect or the Wudang sect that did it?”

Zhou Dalei rolled his eyes and scolded: "Shut up! Who told you that it was Shaolin or Wudang who did it? These two factions have always had friendship with our Beggar Gang. If this word spreads, wouldn't it start a dispute? "

Han Xiaofeng asked: "If it's not Shaolin or Wudang, was it done by the government?" Zhou Dalei was furious, slapped Han Xiaofeng in the face, and yelled: "Shut up!"

Two lines of hot tears rolled down his face. His master had slapped him countless times since he was a child, but this time he was unconvinced. For the first time, he felt that his master's fearless heroic spirit had been compromised. , actually no longer protects the brothers in the gang, and even doesn't care about their life or death.

A burst of anger spurted out, Han Xiaofeng stared at his master and sneered: "Coward!"

Zhou Dalei opened his eyes wide, grabbed his fluffy hair with both hands, lowered his head, and did not respond for a long time. Then, his broad shoulders moved violently - this rough and rough man actually cried.

Han Xiaofeng felt remorseful, knelt down suddenly on the ground, crawled towards his master, and said in a trembling voice: "Master... I blame this disciple for being confused. It was me who was talking nonsense... it was me who was talking nonsense..."

Zhou Dalei wiped away tears with his hands, raised his head, squeezed out a smile, reached out and patted Han Xiaofeng on the shoulder, and said: "Get up! When you grow up, don't just kneel on the ground. There is gold under your knees! Come on, get up!" Han Xiaofeng looked at his master's full head of hair, and his heart ached.

Han Xiaofeng stood up and stood next to his master with his head bowed. Master Zhou Dalei was sitting on a chair, looking up at him and saying softly: "Master has seven apprentices, and he has beaten you the most since you were a child. Do you hate Master? "Han Xiaofeng shook his head and didn't say anything. He just smiled at his master.

Zhou Dalei said: "You are upright and loyal. You seem to be stupider than your other brothers, but in fact you are the most suitable among the brothers to practice our martial arts. Your master, uncle, and I are actually all To train you as the next leader..." He squeezed out a smile and continued: "I don't know that teaching is not the right way. You have learned martial arts, but your mental endowment is not what it should be. Your master said that the gang leader’s information was corrupted by your uncle, but I don’t think so..."

Zhou Dalei has always been a tough teacher. For the first time in his life, he spoke to him like a loving father. Han Xiaofeng felt an unprecedented warmth in his heart and whispered: "Master, I am talking nonsense. You But don’t take it personally.”

Zhou Dalei said: "What are these words? If you don't think that the master is a coward, then you are not my disciple of Zhou Dalei!" Han Xiaofeng felt guilty and blamed himself, and did not know how to reply for a moment. Zhou Dalei said: "Our beggar gang is just a group of beggars who can't even afford a meal, so we got together. As the leader of the gang, I am in charge of beggars of all sizes in the world, and seventy people disappeared all of a sudden. Three of them, can I not be anxious and think about finding them? If they are killed easily, can I not avenge them? "

Han Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask again: "Master, did they really kill the people of Yueyang Clan and run away with the spoils on the spot?" Zhou Dalei shook his head and said: "What are these words? Your uncle Yan is the elder of Babao and can lead the army. Are you going to do such a shameful thing next time?" Han Xiaofeng said: "Then why did you collude with the Yueyang Clan to lie, and then ordered not to be found? Have you really been harmed by someone we can't afford to offend? ?”

Zhou Dalei said: "You are still young, and there are some things that Master cannot tell you the truth. Things in the world are not that simple. If someone kills you with one sword, and you return two swords to him, wouldn't the whole world become a fight? The world of killing? As the leader of the Beggar Clan, I am in charge of thousands of beggars, and I have to make long-term considerations for them. Over the years, our Beggar Clan has grown day by day, but Master, as the leader of the Beggar Clan, I have I'm not happy, why do you think it is? That's because more and more people don't have enough to eat, so they become beggars. The situation in Huguang Province alone is better. Not only have there been no disasters in these years, but there are also people like Jia Yuanwai Thanks to the support of good people, the martial arts world finally gained peace for nearly ten years."

He sighed, and then said: "If there is one more fight in this world, at least one more strong man will die, which means that there will be a family in the world whose parents, wives, and children will lose their support, and our beggar gang will be able to Come with a few more people. It's not that Master doesn't care, but that this matter involves too much, and it might cause a storm in the martial arts world. When the killing starts again, more than these dozens of people will die, and the martial arts world will inevitably face another crisis. Not to mention the bloody storm, it will also destroy the stability of the place and cause even greater disasters. Therefore, I can only choose to sacrifice the seventy-three lives of our beggar gang in exchange for the peace of the martial arts world..."

Han Xiaofeng said: "But, can't we even look for it?"

Zhou Dalei said: "So what if you find it? Listen to Master, go back honestly and do whatever you need to do!"

Han Xiaofeng wanted to speak again, but Zhou Dalei coaxed him out of the house and ordered him to return to Xiangyang overnight and hand the letter to Jia Yuanwai. Han Xiaofeng had no choice but to return to Xiangyang overnight full of unwillingness and grief.

After returning to Xiangyang City, the sun was still facing west, and everything in the Jia Family Courtyard was as usual. The old housekeeper directed the servants to light the lamps. This was the old rule of the Jia Family Courtyard. The lights were brightly lit all night to prevent thieves.

The old housekeeper said that the master had gone to bed, so Han Xiaofeng had to go to the backyard with a heavy heart, ready to take a nap to wash away the fatigue of the past few days.

The eldest lady Yingying had already been waiting at the door of the courtyard where Han Xiaofeng lived. When she saw Han Xiaofeng coming back, she greeted him with a smile, and immediately ordered the maid to prepare wine and meat and bring it directly to Han Xiaofeng's room.

Although Han Xiaofeng was the leader of the Beggar Clan, he was still the least successful one. Although he had just learned a few days ago that he was the most valued person by his master, he knew that he was by no means the material that could command the martial arts sect to become the most powerful one. He could not even take care of the internal and external properties of the Jia Family Courtyard.

He was adopted by his master since he was a child. After learning martial arts, he learned some words from the seniors in the gang who knew how to read. After a lot of calculations, in addition to being the direct descendant of the gang leader, he still learned boxing from other guys in the gang. Just like brothers, since you can't be an altar leader or elder, you can't just hang out among people all your life and be a beggar who is looked down upon by others. The rest of your life will be nothing more than running escorts, selling goods, and working as a gatekeeper for wealthy officials. make a living.

He came to work in the Jia family compound with a heart of repaying his kindness. Jia Yuan, a good person who has done good deeds, has great kindness and beggars.

Miss Jia is also beautiful, knowledgeable and courteous, and treats herself extremely well. He was not as hypocritical as Jia Yuanwai, broadcasting kindness outside, but in private he was colluding with the government and staying in prostitution all night long. Not to mention Mrs. Jia, who was so shameless that she invited monks to her home to perform rituals and pray for blessings, and stayed with the monks behind her back late at night.

Han Xiaofeng has been severely disciplined by his master since he was a child, and he was punished at every turn. He was also the object of ridicule among his fellow apprentices and gang members. However, this young, beautiful, well-educated and well-educated young lady from a wealthy family never disliked that she was Born as a beggar, he was always polite to me and never treated me like a servant.

Han Xiaofeng had fantasized more than once about being able to marry this Miss Jia in the future, and they would live together and be on the same page as each other. However, due to his poor ears, he overheard Mr. Jia and his wife mentioning privately that this Miss Jia once worked as a prostitute in other places. Han Xiaofeng was shocked when he heard the news, and from then on he kept a distance from Miss Jia and had no thoughts about any difference between men and women.

The eldest lady, Jia Yingying, looked around with her beautiful eyes, gathered around her to inquire about her welfare, and even followed him into the house.

Han Xiaofeng was sweating all over his body. He could not tell the young lady to respect herself in person, and he was clumsy and could not remind her tactfully. He just blushed and said: "Miss, this is a servant's house, how can you come in? Let the master and madam know about it, I can't afford the punishment."

Jia Yingying was bold yet measured. She smiled softly and said, "If you are upright, you are not afraid of slanted shadows. What are you afraid of? I have something important to talk to you about. It's best to go into the house to talk."

After a while, the maid brought food and wine, and the eldest lady Jia Yingying took it generously and said in front of the maid: "Master said, Brother Han has made great contributions to me this time, and I want to thank you. Master, please show me your body." I'm not careful, I told him to tell Brother Han some business secrets, and you tell them not to be disturbed." The maid left in response and closed the door behind her.

Jia Yingying laid out the dishes, poured the wine for Han Xiaofeng, and handed it over generously. Seeing the eldest lady hurrying up to be in the same room with him, Han Xiaofeng was at a loss. Remembering the eldest lady's former status as a prostitute, Han Xiaofeng felt a sense of disgust from the bottom of his heart and said with a straight face: " Miss, if you have anything to say, please just say it!"

Jia Yingying stretched out her soft green hand to hold the wine glass and handed it over, saying: "Brother Han, you've been working hard from traveling around. Let's have some wine and food first to relieve our fatigue." Han Xiaofeng reluctantly took the wine glass and put it on the table. The eldest lady picked up the chopsticks again, handed them to her hands, and said generously: "Let's eat something first!"

The eldest lady was so thoughtful that Han Xiaofeng couldn't push him away. He picked up the rice bowl and took a few bites. The eldest lady raised the chopsticks again and kept adding meat and vegetables to his bowl. Han Xiaofeng carelessly dug out a bowl of rice and reached out to ask for it. After wiping his mouth, the eldest lady smiled and handed a handkerchief to his hand and said, "Use this!"

A scent of fragrance hit his face. Han Xiaofeng heated both sides, rubbed the oil in his hand carelessly, threw the scented handkerchief on the table, grabbed the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

The eldest lady stood up, took the wine glass naturally and quickly, poured it for him, moved her body closer, stretched out her slender hand and handed it over again. Han Xiaofeng jumped up from the chair in panic.

A stronger and intoxicating aroma rushed to Han Xiaofeng's head. Han Xiaofeng's heart beat faster, his cheeks became hot, and his back was soaked with sweat.

"Miss, I... I can do it myself..."

Jia Yingying lowered her head to cover her face, smiled, and stepped back half a foot. The hem of her skirt was swaying and her waist was like water. Han Xiaofeng subconsciously looked at Miss Jia's buttocks. He was full of blood and had never been so close to a young woman in his life. He was already fascinated by her. Suddenly remembering that Miss Jia once worked as a prostitute in a brothel, a nameless anger spurted out. She exerted force on her hand and with a "pop" sound, the wine glass was crushed to pieces.

Jia Yingying was not surprised either. Her pink cheeks turned redder and redder. She frowned and sighed softly.

Han Xiaofeng felt that he had lost his composure and hurriedly said: "Miss, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

Jia Yingying lightly lifted her skirt, sat on the table, put her chin in her hands, pursed her lips, and sighed again. Han Xiaofeng had no choice but to ask softly: "Miss, what trouble did you encounter?"

Jia Yingying stared at the dishes in a daze, then suddenly picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, saying: "Brother Han, do you know my relationship with the master and his wife?"

Han Xiaofeng didn't dare to look at her anymore. He gently took the wine bottle in her hand and said, "Isn't the eldest lady the master's niece? Who in Xiangyang City doesn't know that?"

The eldest lady changed her hand to hold her cheek, and said lightly: "She is the master's niece! She is also the prostitute that the master rescued from the brothel!"

Han Xiaofeng was at a loss when he heard this and stammered: "Miss... what are you talking about!"

Jia Yingying picked up the jug and took a sip, and said: "I'm not talking nonsense! My parents died when I was ten years old, and I was abducted to Luoyang by human traffickers. I grew up in a brothel since I was a child. I started to entertain customers at the age of fourteen. If the master hadn’t found me, what might I be doing right now?”

Han Xiaofeng softened and snatched the wine bottle from her hand again, saying, "Miss, you've drunk too much, don't talk nonsense anymore!"

Jia Yingying turned around and asked: "Brother Han, you have known this for a long time, right? You are avoiding me because you dislike me for being dirty, right?" She said neither sad nor happy, with a pair of cat tears. The water is full but does not fall, which makes people feel more pitiful.

Han Xiaofeng panicked: "I am a beggar and I am not worthy of a young lady!"

Jia Yingying said in a trembling voice: "No one is willing to be a beggar and be looked down upon when they are born, and no one is willing to be a bitch and be ridden as soon as he lands, right? I am not a mean person, right?"

Han Xiaofeng looked at the incomparable girl in front of him and felt pity, saying: "You are the eldest lady of the Jia family, everyone can look down on you!"

Jia Yingying pursed her lips and said with a smile: "What if I wasn't the eldest lady of the Jia family?" Han Xiaofeng said: "No one will look down on you!"

Miss Jia changed the topic and said, "Do you know what deal the master made with the Yueyang Clan?" Han Xiaofeng was startled and asked hurriedly: "You...you know?" Jia Yingying said: "I passed by the master's room that day, and by chance I heard that he seemed to be talking to an elder named Li from your Beggar Clan. It turned out that the master spent five hundred thousand taels of silver to buy a sword from the Yueyang Clan?"

Han Xiaofeng was surprised: "A sword?"

Jia Yingying said: "Well, it's a sword! It seems to be the most powerful sword in the world. The Yueyang Clan sent officials to trade. They originally wanted the officials to take the money to Hunan, but they didn't expect the officials to leave. After hearing the news, the higher-ups did not allow the government to participate, so the Yueyang Clan man thought of letting you beggar gang escort him. Later, when the silver car arrived at Dongting Lake, it seemed that it was intercepted by some powerful martial arts people, and the people were killed. The Jin Yiwei of the imperial court had already sent people to secretly investigate the case. The elder named Li said that the Jin Yiwei had intervened, and you Beggars Gang and the Yueyang Clan no longer dared to take care of it. You could only do it yourself. Accept your bad luck..."

Han Xiaofeng remembered his master's words and realized that once the Jin Yiwei intervened, the Beggar Gang would not be able to sink any further.

Jia Yingying stared at Han Xiaofeng lovingly, but Han Xiaofeng was preoccupied with thinking about the entanglement behind the matter. The two were in the same room, but they had their own concerns.

Han Xiaofeng thought for a while and asked: "What kind of sword is that? Is it still in the master's hand now?" Jia Yingying said: "It's long gone! The money was given away, and the sword was stolen. Master After learning that the money had not been delivered, he fell ill!"

"Stealed? Who did it?" Han Xiaofeng guessed that this must be someone who stole money and killed both parties, so he then asked: "Did you hear clearly?"

Jia Yingying shook her head and said: "I don't know who stole it. I only heard a general idea, but I can't tell you the specifics."

Han Xiaofeng fell into deep thought again after hearing this.

Jia Yingying suddenly cried: "Now that the master is sick because he is afraid that people in the world will settle accounts with him, what should I do if the master cannot afford to be ill?"

Seeing that Miss Jia was getting more and more sad as she cried, Han Xiaofeng was clumsy and could not comfort her, so he could only walk to her side and try to coax her not to cry like a child.

The more Miss Jia cried, the softer her voice became. She even recounted her early experiences: "...If the master gets sick, who should I rely on?" Han Xiaofeng was at a loss, but the eldest Miss Jia Yingying was already at a loss. He threw himself into his arms and cried loudly.

The eldest lady's fragrance was so fragrant that it entangled him like water. Han Xiaofeng was so full of energy that he couldn't bear to let go for a while. Miss Jia cried for a while and snuggled into Han Xiaofeng's arms like a cat. Suddenly she stretched out her arms, hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him. The two of them entangled themselves and rolled to the ground.

Han Xiaofeng was so distracted that he forgot everything he had done. After a long time, he suddenly woke up, pushed Jia Yingying away, and said: "Miss, this can't be done. I... I have already made an engagement with someone, and I can't... I can't be with you anymore."

Jia Yingying pestered him and said softly: "Do you dislike me?"

Han Xiaofeng sat on the ground and was intoxicated with tenderness. He was reluctant to let go and struggled to say: "This is true. My ancestor, uncle, and master are all people with status in the martial arts world, and the people they associate with are all heroes. Back then, my uncle made the decision. , I have arranged a baby wedding for me and the daughter of a martial arts master, and my master has agreed, and this kind of thing cannot be changed."

Miss Jia lazily nestled in his arms, folded her arms and fell on his neck, asking softly: "Then where is your fiancée now? Is she beautiful?"

Han Xiaofeng said truthfully: "She became a disciple of Tan Daojing, a master of the Quanzhen Sect, and is studying martial arts in Zhongnan Mountain. I didn't come here three years ago. I passed by Zhongnan Mountain with my master and saw her once!"

Jia Yingying pulled Han Xiaofeng's hair, played with it around her hand, and asked again: "Is she pretty?" Han Xiaofeng said: "She has very high martial arts skills. Her master said that her father gave her a good foundation. Not long after going up the mountain, I have already mastered the Quanzhen Sect's sword-controlling skills. If I don't practice more frequently, I won't be able to beat her."

Jia Yingying still asked: "Is she prettier than me?" Han Xiaofeng relaxed at this time and sighed: "Oh! She is as wild as a cat, and her father is a great hero. His mother treats me Even better, she has visited me secretly at Beggar's Gang several times, brought me food, and told me to practice and study well, but I am just a little beggar, so I'm afraid she won't like me..."

Jia Yingying pinched his cheek and scolded: "Silly brother!" Han Xiaofeng said: "You said that if I get along with you, I won't be able to explain to my master and uncle." Jia Yingying pounced on him. Han Xiaofeng, the two are entangled again.

Suddenly there was a cough from outside the door. Han Xiaofeng's ears and eyes were so good that he sat up immediately in shock. Jia Yingying was also startled and asked softly: "What's wrong?" Han Xiaofeng whispered: "There is someone!"

An object flew out of the window and hit the two of them directly. Seeing that it was a hidden weapon, Han Xiaofeng stood in front of Jia Yingying. He used his inner strength to penetrate his arms and raised his fists to meet them, hoping to use the domineering strength he had cultivated for a long time. He was knocked away, but he didn't expect that the hidden weapon was packed with a strange force, but it turned into nothing when it arrived, and a pungent smell instantly filled the whole house.

Jia Yingying was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she hugged Han Xiaofeng tightly. Han Xiaofeng grinned and comforted him: "It's okay, it's my uncle who is looking for me." After saying that, he helped Jia Yingying up and coaxed her to go back to the house first. Jia Yingying was reluctant to let him go and hugged his waist tightly.

Han Xiaofeng, who was self-taught, suddenly became enlightened, kissed her cheek, and coaxed her: "Uncle, I came to me, most likely because of the master's affairs. I will go and ask clearly, and I will tell you when I come back, so that you can feel at ease. "

When she heard that it was business, Jia Yingying let go of her hand, straightened her clothes again, and walked to the table to clear away the dishes. Han Xiaofeng pushed the door open and followed the noise and chased after him.

The man outside the house led Han Xiaofeng to the stable. Han Xiaofeng hurriedly kowtowed and said, "Disciple Han Xiaofeng, pay homage to our master."

I saw an old beggar with gray hair turning around. He had an astonishingly big belly and a wine gourd hanging around his waist. He was none other than Li Dadu, the lone beggar of the Beggar Clan.

Li Dadu came forward, stretched out his hand and slapped Han Xiaofeng, and scolded: "Okay, boy, I see that you are honest when you beat a child. Why, now that you have grown up, you have learned how to sneak around, even the eldest lady of the boss has done it." Dare you kidnap someone?"

Han Xiaofeng was so embarrassed that he had no answer. Li Dadu laughed, but did not mention this section again. He asked directly: "Why, did you meet your master in Hunan?"

Han Xiaofeng breathed a long sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Seventy-three brothers were lost in the gang. Master...he had no choice but to ignore it." Li Dadu said: "Although I have always disliked your master, But thinking about it from another position, he could only do this."

Han Xiaofeng asked hurriedly: "Uncle, aren't all the things in the martial arts in your stomach? Do you know who is killing people and robbing money? What kind of treasure is Jia Yuanwai's sword? It's actually worth fifty Ten thousand taels of silver? Are the people who stole the sword the same group as those who killed our brothers from the beggar gang?"

The big belly untied the big gourd from his waist, shook it, and said, "I've had a sip of wine today, so I can only answer you two questions. Please think carefully before asking."

Han Xiaofeng asked: "Who killed the brothers in our gang?" Li Dadu said: "Well, I'm also checking, but I'm not sure yet!" Han Xiaofeng said: "What kind of answer is this?" Li Dadu raised his hand. When the wine gourd was about to be drunk, Han Xiaofeng snatched it away and said, "Then the second question, who stole the sword?" Li Dadu said, "If you want to know this, you will stay here tonight. You will naturally find out when the time comes at the door outside our home."

Han Xiaofeng wanted to ask again, but Li Dadu said: "Let me tell you the truth. I have already sworn to others that I will never tell anyone about the things in the martial arts. If I violate them, I will die immediately. This time I have sworn to you." Make an exception, remember, don’t tell anyone, otherwise you’ll get me into trouble.”

Han Xiaofeng asked again: "Then why did you come to see me again tonight?" Li Dadu said: "I heard that someone wanted to use your little wife to try to get your father-in-law's idea. Originally, he wanted to send you a message, okay? I asked you to show off in front of your father-in-law and mother-in-law. I didn’t expect, I didn’t expect that you would hook up with a rich lady here again..."

Han Xiaofeng was about to quibble when Li Dadu suddenly said: "Oops, this can be considered a political affair! You can't stay any longer, you can't stay any longer, or your life will be in danger. Boy, take care of it!" After saying that, he jumped up, Has disappeared.

When Han Xiaofeng heard his uncle talking about the marriage that year and his fiancée whom he had not seen much, he felt confused. When he came to his senses, his uncle had already gone away, so he had to return to the room.

The table was cleared, but the lights were on. Han Xiaofeng recalled the entanglement he had just had with the eldest lady, and his heart beat faster. In the blink of an eye, he thought of Miss Jia's background in a brothel, and an inexplicable evil fire couldn't help but rise in his heart. He took care of himself and took out a set of tight bunters to put on, tied up his belt and packed it compactly, turned around and went out.

Passing by the backyard where the eldest lady lived, he saw that the lights in the eldest lady's boudoir were still on, and from time to time there were one or two words of laughter between him and the maid. Han Xiaofeng couldn't help but stop, and the more delicate woman appeared in front of him. Seeing the beautiful and handsome face of his fiancée, he felt confused for a moment and rushed to Jia Yuan's yard again.

Tightening his clothes and girdle, and taking a quick step forward, Han Xiaofeng lightly jumped onto the milkweed under the eaves of the corridor, sat cross-legged and meditated, quietly waiting for the man who stole the sword in his uncle's mouth.

Jia Yuanwai was old and frail, and he groaned for more than two hours. His wife first comforted him like a child. After a long time, he finally couldn't help but said a few words and fell asleep, leaving Jia Yuanwai alone. I was panting for half the night, and snored for the rest of the night.

After a short period of silence, someone stepped lightly on the tiles on the roof. He heard that the person was breathing in and out, and his steps were light. Han Xiaofeng was secretly surprised: the person had profound skills, only superior to himself, if not If you meditate and calm down in advance to wait for work, you will never find the other party.

The man leaned over the roof and listened for a long time. After making sure that Jia Yuanwai and his wife were asleep, he gently slid to the ground like a fallen leaf. Just as he was about to push the door open, Han Xiaofeng shouted in a low voice: "Look, little thief." Fight!" Before he could finish shouting, Gang Jin from the thunder hand was already following him.

Seeing that the man was unexpectedly attacked, he didn't panic at all. His feet stared at the threshold and instantly slid back more than a foot, calmly avoiding Han Xiaofeng's blow.

Han Xiaofeng missed with one blow, hooked his feet on the milkweed, exchanged his palms and struck again. The man was not steady on the ground, and saw another blow following him, so he took advantage of the situation and used the Iron Banqiao movement. When he leaned back, he fired both palms together, straightened his waist, and unleashed an overwhelming palm force. Come. The two forces intersected, and Han Xiaofeng was knocked to the ground. But the man later realized that he was obviously at a disadvantage, and took advantage of the situation to roll a few times on the ground, and then the force was released.

Han Xiaofeng was shocked: "Kongtong Wind Spirit Palm? Are you from the Kongtong sect?" The man snorted coldly, got up on the ground and jumped up to the ridge of the roof to run. Han Xiaofeng stepped on the eaves pillar to use his strength, and followed. And go.

The man's leaping skill was superb, but it was not as good as the Kongtong Sect's lightness skill. Han Xiaofeng followed behind and couldn't help but muttered: "Strange, the palm technique just now was clearly the Kongtong Sect's Wind Spirit Palm, why is it not the lightness skill of the Kongtong Sect? ? Could it be that I made a mistake and this person is not from the Kongtong sect?"

Han Xiaofeng shouted loudly: "Friend, are you from the Kongtong sect?" The man turned around while running, his face covered with black cloth revealed a pair of contemptuous eyes, and replied calmly: "More than half That's right!" The voice sounded like that of a young man.

The two of them chased each other, and in a blink of an eye they had run out of the street house and ran towards the open space. After a few more miles, the man stopped and turned around and said, "Friend, why are you chasing me?" Han Xiaofeng said, "I want to catch you, a thief who breaks into houses and steals treasures, and bring you before the official!" The man laughed and said: "Meet the official? Hahahaha... You want to catch me and go to the official?"

Seeing his arrogant words, Han Xiaofeng said angrily: "Tell me, where is the sword you stole from Jia's house?" The man smiled and said: "My friend, it's a pity that you have such a fist and feet, how can you make a living by looking after the homes and homes of the landlords? If you are short of money, I can give it to you. A real man should not despise himself by devoting himself to serving others."

Han Xiaofeng's face turned red when he said that. He didn't know how to answer the right answer, so he had to say: "Did you steal the sword from Jia Yuanwai? If so, take it out!" The man clasped his hands in front of his chest and said with a smile: "You are brave enough. How about making a bet with me, if you can beat me, I'll tell you?"

Although Han Xiaofeng was honest, he was quite conceited about his fists and kicks, so he asked: "How to gamble?" The man said: "Fists, kicks, swords, internal and external skills, whatever you want, as long as you can beat me, I will tell you the secret of the sword." Whereabouts." Han Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Comparing fists and kicks with you is bullying you. Okay, then let's compare our kicks. If I lose to you, I will call you grandpa three times."

The man said: "Okay, you are a good man. If you fail to take the next step, I will give in." After saying that, Han Xiaofeng ran away without warning. Han Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and followed closely.

The man led Han Xiaofeng all the way south, and the two of them made a bet evenly matched in the middle of the night. The sky was getting brighter and the two of them had already rushed to Wuchang Mansion.

Seeing Wuchang City in front of him, Han Xiaofeng felt hungry and thirsty, but seeing that the man had no intention of giving up and admitting defeat, he had no choice but to bet on the fight. The man stopped first and pulled off his mask, revealing a handsome face. His face was like a crown of jade and his eyes were lively. He was both elegant and arrogant. Han Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel angry when he thought about his background as a beggar. A hint of shame.

The man clasped his fists and said, "My little brother Ye Fei, I got to meet an expert from the Beggar Clan today. It's really a pleasure to meet him." Han Xiaofeng only recognized him as the thief who stole the sword, and hummed: "Your skills are no less than mine, there's no need to You're polite. Just hand over your sword and I won't embarrass you."

Ye Fei grinned, walked forward, and said: "Friend, I think you are also a loyal person, why do you care about other people's swords, and that Zhenyue Sword is not your belongings, why do you also Are you staring at it?"

"Zhen Yue Sword?" Han Xiaofeng said in shock: "You said it was the sword of Chu Jianghan, the hero of Chu who was known as the 'Sword of the Universe'?" Ye Fei also asked curiously: "Why, you even lost that Jia You don’t know what kind of sword you want, so you chase me for a sword?”

Han Xiaofeng said: "I'm just a boy asking for work in Jia Yuanwai's house. I just heard that my boss lost his sword, so I came to trace it!" Ye Fei snorted: "Even a master like you is just a boy asking for work. It seems like this The Beggar Clan is indeed full of talented people, no wonder it is so powerful that it can dominate the world and command nine sects outside the world!"

Hearing the other party talking about the Beggar Clan, Han Xiaofeng hurriedly said: "I don't have any management skills, and I don't want to compete with my brothers and sisters to be superior. So why not just make a living by guarding the courtyard with my own strength?" ? Do those who belong to the beggar gang have to beg on the streets?"

Although Ye Fei grew up in the Shenzhai compound, he was born smart. In addition, when he went to Beijing for official business, his ability to read and recognize people had improved a lot. He saw that the person in front of him was indeed a loyal and honest man in addition to being a strong martial artist. He was completely different from the scheming people around him, so he had a better impression of him. He put his arm on his shoulder and said, "Friend, I will be hungry and thirsty right now. I heard that in Wuchang City The Wuchang fish is famous all over the world, let’s find a place first and I’ll treat you to a meal before we talk. If you want to know anything, I’ll tell you straight away.”

There is a saying that you should not hit someone with a smiling face. Han Xiaofeng grew up in a beggar gang and hung out with a bunch of beggars. He couldn't be very wary of others, so he let him go by relying on his own abilities.

Han Xiaofeng was not good at words, but Ye Fei was cheerful and talkative. After a while, he got a rough idea of ​​Han Xiaofeng's background. The two entered Wuchang City side by side and found a restaurant to sit down.

Ye Fei was generous and specially ordered Wuchang fish to go with the wine for Han Xiaofeng. Although the two of them came from different backgrounds and had different personalities, they both learned their unique skills from famous teachers at an early age, and they were both extremely conceited about their martial arts deep down.

After a middle-of-the-night gambling fight, the two of them were indistinguishable and had long admired each other in their hearts. One is proud of his crown and the other is a fledgling, full of youthful spirit. The dispute over the sword has been dispersed by changing cups and cups.

Ye Fei said: "Brother Han, if I said that I didn't steal the sword, would you believe it?" Han Xiaofeng said: "I believe it. I was reckless last night. If you think about it carefully, if you are really the thief who stole the sword, why did you do it now? Appear?"

Ye Fei said: "Brother Han, I heard that the leader of the Beggar Clan has issued an order that the disciples in the gang should not investigate this matter further. Why does Brother Han dare to intervene?" Han Xiaofeng sighed: "Don't dare to disobey the order of the leader. . It’s just that Jia Yuanwai’s family treated me very well. I couldn’t stand the eldest lady’s begging, so I bumped into Brother in a daze.” Ye Fei said: “Is it possible that Brother intervened just to please the beauty and to please his father-in-law? As far as I know, your beggar gang lost seventy-three lives because of this matter, why didn't Brother Han go through this for them?"

Han Xiaofeng's face turned red, he lowered his head and said: "Seventy-three people have died. Can I not feel sad? But Master said that if this matter is not handled properly, it may cause a bloody storm in the martial arts world. How can I not Do you care about your courage and talent?" Ye Fei said: "Is your master really saying that?" Han Xiaofeng nodded silently.

Ye Fei raised his glass and said with a smile: "Brother Han, do you have the guts to find out with me?" Han Xiaofeng asked doubtfully: "Find out what's going on? This is easier said than done. The banker disappeared, 500,000 taels of silver disappeared, and the sword disappeared It was stolen again, and something happened to both the buyer and the seller, where should I start to investigate?" Ye Fei said: "I have some clues here."

Han Xiaofeng asked: "What clues?" Ye Fei said: "Brother Han, I'm not satisfied. I found clues about the sword thief. I came to see Yuan Jia last night. I just planned to dress up as a robber and scare him so that I could find out more about the thief." Some news about the sword man." Han Xiaofeng asked: "Who stole the sword, can Brother Ye tell me?"

Ye Fei looked at the wine glass and murmured: "The person who stole the sword has a lot to do with Xianyun Village back then?"

Han Xiaofeng asked in surprise: "Xianyun Village? This is impossible, right? The Xianyun Village back then was already ruined. The 'Seven Heroes of China, the Sword of the World' were dead. If you wanted to take revenge, if you could take revenge, then you would have Zhang Erxia has already taken action, so why wait until ten years later?"

Ye Fei asked: "Brother Han is familiar with the Xianyunzhuang of the year?" Han Xiaofeng said: "Several people in Xianyunzhuang have a friendship with several of my teachers. Zhang Erxia and my master's uncle are even more Mo Nian. At that time, the heroes broke the Bailian religion, and the owners of Xianyunzhuang Zhuangzhuang all made the best achievements. Lu Hero, the three new couples are in the Xianyunzhuang. Brothers were a doll, and I was fortunate to follow Master Master. It was only a long time, and some details were not remembered. "

Regarding Xianyunzhuang, Master Chu Jianghan said a little at that time, and in the ten years of living in the princess's house, the righteous father had not mentioned it, let alone ask himself, the "Wulin Fengyun List" in the Jinyiwei secret file room He also recorded Master, his father, and the golden knife god who was named Zhu Guozhen named Zhu Guozhen by the emperor, and Lu Yunhan, who had the holy hand. In addition, Ye Fei knew nothing.

Ye Fei went to Xiangyang Mansion. At that time, Xianyunzhuang had been charged by the government and was dismantled cleanly. Now that Han Xiaofeng talked about the old smell of Xianyunzhuang, Ye Fei was curious and chased Han Xiaofeng and asked Dong to ask the West. Han Xiaofeng talked about what he heard and knew with him. He went to Shi Bo as the master, and made Zhang Ziyan Zhang Ziyan with herself.

Ye Fei listened into God, and couldn't help thinking of Master Chu Jianghan. He always couldn't figure it out. In his heart, the master Chu Jianghan, who only accompanied himself in the less than March, was always more kissed than raising and training his ten -year righteous father.

For a long time, Han Xiaofeng asked: "Brother Ye, forgive him, who are you?" Who are you? "

Ye Fei laughed: "Brother Han, don't ask if you are in the next identity. I'm afraid that once I say it, you will not be so close to you and me." A cup, no longer asked.

The two were talking about the rise, and suddenly he heard the younger two cursed: "Mother, isn't this sincere? How can there be such a money, how can I get it?"

The shopkeeper also scolded: "Pig brain? Go to the backyard to get an ax, can't you finish it gently?" Xiao Er murmured: "Speak lightly, knocked the table, and then he was beaten. I scolded me again! "

The small second turned around, Ye Fei and Han Xiaofeng turned their heads to look at, and on the dilapidated wooden desktop, a line of copper coins was neatly nailed to it. In the past, the two were surprised at a glance. There were twenty copper coins in this line, and the number of copper coins was not entered into the desktop, and the distance between each copper coin seemed to be calculated and completely equal.

Han Xiaofeng raised his fingertips, reached out and pulled out three, and he nailed to the table as if he heard the sound of "Dang". The two copper coins were not entered the table, and only one of them leaked on the face.

Ye Fei also shook his head and said, "It is necessary to be moderate, but also equal to the distance. Is this person's martial arts so high? "Han Xiaofeng also said:" These skills are only three or five of my beggars. You can do it. "

Han Xiaofeng just shook his head and sighed ashamed, but Ye Fei reached out and pulled out the two copper coins. He called Xiao Er to ask the guest that the guest was not appearance. The guest's head was moderate in figure, and she was above fifty years old. The beard of the goat was clear, and she looked good, but there were several old scars on their faces. Two dolls around ten years old are one child and one daughter ... "

Ye Fei said with a smile: "Brother Han, the person we are looking for is him!" Han Xiaofeng shocked: "He? He is the person who steals the sword?"