Daijin, Zhao Wangfu, Huating.
Hearing the shouts outside, Liang Ziwen was a little worried. His big baby was in the house.
But after thinking about it carefully, the thief has been discovered, so he shouldn't be able to take away his precious snake. You must know that the precious snake has been fed for many years, and it is impossible for a few people to hold it with its huge strength.
How could someone in this world steal his big treasure without making any move!
Thinking of this, Liang Ziwen immediately calmed down.
Foolproof!
On the stage, Wanyan Honglie started to get down to business after exchanging pleasantries.
"You heroes, some of them were specially invited by me, and some of them are my son's friends, so I won't say anything out of the ordinary.
In fact, I invite you all here for a big event! "
After saying that, Wanyan Honglie smiled at Guo Jing.
He is young and honest. He may be a disciple of the hermit master, and he is willing to give him some face.
As long as he is a master, he respects him. Take Naqiu Chuji for example. Now that the Quanzhen Sect is so powerful in Dajin, it is actually inseparable from his support.
Guo Jing didn't know why he was laughing, but Brother Le said that if you don't know what to say, just sneer and people will figure it out.
"Hehe~"
Wanyan Honglie was convinced that he was so naive and didn't know much about the world.
"My lord, whatever you want us to do, just tell me. I, Sha Tongtian, don't say anything else, I just have a lot of strength!" Sha Tongtian said carelessly.
Wanyan Honglie smiled: "A few months ago, Xiao Wang accidentally saw the information about Yue Fei, the famous Southern Song Dynasty general, in the old files of the palace, including several poems he wrote before his death.
In order to make good friends with me, Qin Hui specially sent those poems to someone.
I studied for a long time and finally figured it out. It turns out that these four crooked words must be read every three characters in succession, first backward and then sequentially, repeatedly and coherently, and finally I can understand the meaning of the word. "
"What do you mean?" Everyone was curious.
Even Guo Jing was worried.
Grandpa Yue, he often heard mentioned by his masters, served the country with loyalty, and his father used to be Marshal Yue's soldier, so he had an inexplicable respect for this man.
Wanyan Honglie was quite proud to see everyone looking at him intently, obviously praising his own wisdom.
"It turns out that before his death, Yue Fei knew that he had no hope of serving his country, so he left behind a military book in the hope that future generations would learn his military skills and destroy our country, Jingkang, and save Jingkang's shame!"
It suddenly dawned on everyone that they were asked to dig graves and then attack the Song Dynasty.
Although many of them were from the Song Dynasty, they had no favorable impressions of the Song Dynasty.
In a country where there are peasant uprisings all year round, if you think about it, you will know the virtues of those officials.
The most important thing is that they are not good people to begin with. As long as they have money and benefits, they can dig the graves of their own ancestors, not to mention digging other people's graves.
"Later, I continued to investigate and found out that Yue Fei died behind the Fengbo Pavilion that day and was buried at the nearby Zhong'an Bridge. Later, Song Xiaozong moved his body to the edge of the West Lake for a grand burial and built an ancestral temple.
But his clothes and relics were placed in another place, in Lin'an. "
"As for the specific location, I will send someone to inform the heroes after they arrive in Lin'an to prevent major leaks!"
Everyone was immediately dissatisfied. Didn't this mean they didn't trust them? The key is that this arouses their curiosity!
Suddenly, a sergeant rushed in from the door.
"My lord, what's wrong, two thieves just came and stole a lot of things!"
Wanyan Honglie was immediately dissatisfied. How much could two people take away?
"What was stolen?"
The sergeant shook his head, even looking horrified.
"I don't know. I just know that one person is carrying a bamboo basket on his chest and two sacks on the back. He is packed tightly. I don't know if the other one is a human. I only see two sacks flying on the roof. .
We chased for a while but couldn't find anyone. "
***
Bag?
Wanyan Honglie suddenly panicked, could it be his wife? Thinking of this, I felt anxious and ran directly to the backyard without caring about the people in the hall.
Liang Ziweng in the hall also followed behind with a pale face. Could the bamboo basket be the one where he pretended to be a snake?
Backyard, cabin.
Mu Yi and Princess Bao Xiruo were confiding in each other.
Eighteen years ago, Jin soldiers suddenly surrounded Niujia Village. Yang Tiexin fought with the officers and soldiers and was seriously injured. Finally, he snatched a cavalryman's horse, ran for several miles on the horse's back, and fainted in the grass.
He was rescued by a family in Hetang Village the next day. Fortunately, the family treated him wholeheartedly and finally raised him for half a month.
Returning to Niujia Village, everything has changed and the buildings have become empty.
A few days later, he returned to the farmhouse in Hetang Village. A plague was prevalent there. Six members of the farmhouse's family of seven died of the disease within a few days, leaving only a newborn baby girl.
Yang Tiexin had no choice but to accept the baby girl as his adopted daughter and took her to inquire about the whereabouts of Guo Xiaotian's wife and his own wife.
He did not dare to use the name Yang Tiexin anymore, so he split the word "Yang", changed the word "wood" to "Mu", and changed his name to Mu Yi.
After traveling around the world for more than ten years, the adopted daughter Mu Nianci has grown up and is as beautiful as a flower.
Yang Tiexin expected that his wife might have died in the rebellion, but he hoped that God would be wise and that his adopted brother Guo Xiaotian would have an heir, so he asked his adopted daughter to show her face, put up a banner of "competition to recruit a bride", made a pair of iron halberds, and inserted them into the Beside the flag, I really hope to meet Guo Jing and get married.
Bao Xiruo also explained that she rescued a person in the village back then, and then the Jin soldiers invaded, and she happened to be rescued by that person, who was Wanyan Honglie.
For the sake of the child in her belly, she had been living in this palace. Wanyan Honglie promised her to send his men to inquire about Yang Tiexin.
Over the years, Wanyan Honglie had shown great respect for her, Qiu had done nothing wrong, and he even treated his son Yang Kang as his own son.
Bao Xiruo saw that her son was doing well and there was no news about her husband, so she gave up the idea of going out.
The two of them were husband and wife, and they already knew each other well. As they chatted, they ended up in bed before they knew it, and then they communicated to the end.
"Cherish the weak, cherish the weak, are you okay!" Someone suddenly shouted outside the house.
Yang Tiexin, who was working hard, was startled and trembled. After a moment, he stood up, looked around, picked up his clothes and shoes and hid under the bed.
Bao Xiruo got up in a panic and put down her skirt.
"Cherish your weakness!" Wanyan Honglie rushed in. When he saw that his sweetheart was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiwei saved him when he was about to risk his life, and even personally gave him medicine and food, which was like a beam of light shining into his heart.
In his heart, this woman is his perfect and pure dream.
Over the years, in order to win her heart, he had done almost everything he could. Not only had no woman entered the house, he even included Yang Kang, a son of a Song Dynasty, into the family tree and named him a young prince.
"Your Majesty!" Bao Xiruo squatted slightly and bowed.
Wanyan Honglie nervously held Bao Xiruo's little hand: "There are assassins outside, and I'm so worried about you. Why don't you move into the palace, where there are many guards and experts, so it's very safe."
Bao Xiruo pulled his hand away directly: "Your Majesty, I am a married woman, please respect yourself."
Wanyan Honglie felt lost. For more than 20 years, he had only had few opportunities to touch her hand. When would he be able to kiss her?
Could it be that this woman's heart is iron-clad? What should I do to impress her?
Carefully look at the face of the woman in front of you. She is almost forty years old, but she is still as beautiful as ever, with picturesque features and eyes.
"Huh?" Wanyan Honglie suddenly asked, "Xiruo, why is your face so red?"
Looking at the furnishings in the house, as well as hoes and other farm tools, Wanyan Honglie felt distressed.
"I've said it many times. It doesn't cost much to raise one or two idlers in the palace. Why do you have to plow the land yourself? It will wear out your body."
Bao Xiruo sat down, lowered his head and said nothing.
My menstruation is so soft that I can't stand up.
Wanyan Honglie was surprised, and his confidence suddenly increased. This was the first time that he showed weakness in front of him like a little daughter.
Is there a chance next time?
"Xi Ruo, you...you are fine here. I think something happened to the guests in the house, so I'll go take a look."
"Your Majesty, it's important for you to handle your own affairs."
"Um!"
Wanyan Honglie nodded heavily, feeling full of motivation in his life and career. Turning around and opening the door, my nose wrinkled, as if I smelled something strange.
Then he shook his head and didn't care.
In recent years, in order to give Xi Rui something to do, his son often brought back injured animals, so there was often some strange medicinal smell in the house.
After thinking about it, the man strode away.
Bao Xiruo also breathed a sigh of relief, and then his face turned red. He quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped away the water that flowed to his thighs. This must be the teapot water that spilled on his body at some point.
Yang Tiexin crawled out from under the bed, in a good mood, with a smile on his face. He almost laughed out loud if it wasn't for the wrong occasion.
"Xi Ruo, come with me!"
Bao Xiruo's heart moved. If she marries a chicken, she will follow the chicken, if she marries a dog, she will follow the dog. Of course she is willing to go with her husband.
"What about our son? Kang'er has been the young prince for twenty years. Is he willing to suffer with us?"
"What? Then Wanyankang is actually my son?" Yang Tiexin was surprised and happy.
She was surprised that the dude who hurt her turned out to be her son. She was happy that she had just fucked her mother, and he was also his father.
Bao Xiruo rolled her eyes at him: "De Xing! Don't you recognize your own son? Look at his features and eyes. Doesn't he look like you?"
"Hehe!" Yang Tiexin scratched his head, feeling that being able to marry such a wife in this life was simply a blessing accumulated from his ancestors.
"You go first. I'll tell Kang'er slowly. Once he accepts it, our family will find a way to return to Song Dynasty!" Bao Xiruo said.
"But!" Yang Tiexin was very worried.
"What, it's been so many years? Don't you still believe me?" Bao Xiruo grabbed the soft flesh of Yang Tiexin's waist and asked weakly.
Yang Tie grinned in pain and quickly replied: "Okay, okay!"
"Then I'll leave first and come back to you in a few days!"
"Wait a few more days, you idiot, I need to take a good rest!
When the time comes, I will ask the guard at the back door to pick you in and tell me that you are a farmer in the village and come to help me loosen the soil! Remember to act older. "Bao Xiruo's face turned red.
"hey-hey!"
...
Backyard, pharmacy.
Liang Ziweng led the experts straight here, and was shocked when he saw the door opened. As soon as I stepped in the door, I screamed that something was wrong. The room was full of medicine jars and bottles, and even the bamboo basket with the strange snake on the table was missing.
Liang Ziweng's body went cold. Twenty years of work was wasted overnight, and he burst into tears.
This old ginseng fairy was originally a ginseng guest in Changbai Mountain. Later, he killed a senior stranger who was seriously injured. From his pocket, he got a martial arts secret book and more than ten prescriptions. He practiced and studied according to the method, and since then his martial arts It's amazing, and he's also proficient in pharmacology.
One of the prescriptions is the secret of using medicine to nourish snakes, thereby improving their muscles and strengthening their bodies. He collected medicinal materials according to the prescription, and went through a lot of hardships. He caught a huge viper with strange poison in the deep mountains and dense forests, and fed it with various rare medicines.
The snake's body color was originally gray and black. After taking cinnabar, ginseng antler and other medicines, it gradually turned red. After feeding it for twenty years, the snake's body had turned completely red in the past few days. It was supposed to have completed its merits, but it was simply lost.
The thing that was thrown away was a snake, and the thing that was thrown away was his lifeblood.
Turning back and looking at the experts, Liang Ziwen's eyes were red.
"Did you steal it? Didn't you!"
Everyone looked at each other, but didn't say anything. They were all talking just now, so where was the opportunity to steal things.
Looking around at everyone, Liang Ziwen finally looked at Guo Jing. He was the only one among those present who had no appalling record or background.
"explain
It's you, boy! "
Guo Jing:......
"Why, you still don't admit it? You don't look like a good person at first sight! Why don't you give me back the precious snake?"
As he spoke, Liang Ziwen pounced directly towards Guo Jing.
Guo Jing waved his hand subconsciously.
"Pa~"
Liang Ziweng was slapped back to the wall and slowly slid to the ground.
Everyone hurried forward to check and were shocked to find that the old man had simply fainted and there was no trace of damage on his body.
To be able to achieve this level shows how exquisitely Guo Jing controls his strength.
"Brother Guo, what a great effort!" A person next to him praised.
This man was dressed in white clothes, with a light fur coat and a loose belt. He looked very chic. He seemed to be in his mid-thirties, his eyes were slanted, his face was handsome, and he was very heroic.
When I spoke just now, I was completely dismissive of these so-called experts, but now I finally started to take it seriously.
"Hehe." Guo Jing was embarrassed by the praise.
"My dear Ouyang Ke, uncle Ouyang Feng, I wonder which sect you are from?" Ouyang Ke asked with a smile.
"Ouyang Feng?" Sha Tongtian exclaimed: "But Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison among the Five Ultimates in the World?"
"Exactly!" Ouyang Ke shook his folding fan and said confidently.
After hearing this, everyone collectively took a step back.
A person's life and the shadow of a tree can be destroyed by poison, so the record of poisonous poison has naturally reached an appalling level.
There are rumors in the world that countless wealthy families were easily wiped out by Xidu alone, leaving no chicken or dog behind.
Guo Jing was also stunned. He didn't know about Xidu, but he knew that the masters were in awe of Dongxie. He quickly clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, Guo Jing, from the desert!"
As for the title of master, I can’t tell you. "
Ouyang Ke shook his folding fan and his face instantly turned cold.
"Oh, it's just over there. I'm a little tired today. Say goodbye!"
After Ouyang Ke left, everyone let out a sigh of relief.
Guo Jing saw that there was no excitement here, so he also left.
Several other masters quickly clasped their fists and smiled at each other.
After going out, Guo Jing shook his head. A lot of things happened today. It's a pity that I didn't find out the location of Grandpa Yue's suicide note from Wu Mu.
But fortunately, there will be opportunities in the future.
At the door, Ouyang Ke frowned tightly. For thirty years, he had been trained and tortured by his uncle every day to achieve his current kung fu.
As a result, this young man was young and his martial arts skills were not inferior to him.
Out of jealousy, he secretly used several poisons just now, but none of them had any effect.
Is there anyone in this world who is immune to all kinds of poisons?
Then in a few years, wouldn't this person be the nemesis of his White Camel Mountain? Will my uncle still be able to compete for the number one position in the world by then?
No, I have to ask my uncle to come to Kyoto and get rid of this person!
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