Hearing what Zhan Tianhong said, the muscles on Xiao Junhao's face trembled. He had heard of the name Peach Blossom Taoist Zhu Mingyu, and had seen it before. He was a very energetic young man, with a good family background and a good sect...but he was a Taoist priest. When the three ladies come back, he has to talk carefully.
Everyone came, not to mention Zhan Tianhong, who was here to help. Xiao Junhao stepped out of the door and made an invitation gesture: "In that case, Master Zhan, please come in quickly."
Zhan Tianhong waved his hand and said, "I won't go in. The enemy is in Luoyang City. I will go to the city for a walk."
Xiao Junhao repeatedly invited Zhan Tianhong to sit in the room. Who knew that the Taoist priest was resolute, so he couldn't force the invitation.
After bidding farewell to the Xianren Hall, Zhan Tianhong walked slowly towards Luoyang City with square steps.
His kung fu is the highest among Zhang Chengqing's seven disciples, but he is naturally afraid of trouble and has a very lazy personality. He is not the kind of eldest brother who is calm and relaxed, nor is he the kind of third senior brother who sees through life, he is just plain lazy. He didn't go near the Idle Hall because he was too lazy to interact with people he didn't know.
Zhan Tianhong wandered into Luoyang City and found a restaurant. It wasn't lunch, and there was no one in the restaurant, except for four sturdy young men sitting next to me. They were wearing fur clothes, which were very thick. Although winter has already begun, the weather in Luoyang is not cold enough to wear cotton-padded clothes.
He secretly glanced at the four young men. Their temples were bulging and their eyes were sharp - their identities were already obvious. .
The waiter came forward eagerly: "Master Taoist, what would you like to order? We only have drinks and cold dishes here. At this time, there is no fire."
"It's okay," Zhan Tianhong waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Here are two cold dishes and a bottle of wine."
"okay."
The waiter went to the kitchen. Zhan Tianhong straightened his waist, slowly opened his hands, and stretched the muscles of his upper body. Then he stood up again, bent over hard, and opened the muscles of his lower body.
The four young men also noticed his strange movements and began to pay attention to him secretly.
After completing these actions, Zhan Tianhong stretched out and said comfortably and lazily: "It feels good... Hey, I haven't done anything with anyone for a long time. If I don't move, I might suffer a loss later."
Hearing the word "do it", the four young people became alert.
They came from the north, had no contact with the Central Plains arena, and did not understand their ways of doing things. But they didn't know the Taoist priest, so they thought the "hands on" in the Taoist priest's mouth was not about them. But since we are in the realm of Luoyang, there is nothing wrong with being more vigilant.
Not long after, the food and wine arrived. Zhan Tianhong started to devour it. It seems that he is often hungry.
In a short time, Zhan Tianhong had wiped out the cold dishes on the table, picked up the wine pot, and drank the wine in one breath. After drinking, he drank happily.
He stood up, stretched his shoulders, turned around and said to the four young people from the north: "Four brothers, I am here to eat, but I don't have any money. What should I do?"
The four young people were shocked. Sure enough, they were coming for them.
One of the oldest ones winked at the other three, hinting them not to act rashly. He put on a smile and said to Zhan Tianhong, "Taoist Priest, are you asking us?"
"That's right, I'm just asking you."
The man said with a smile: "I think the Taoist priest is a cheerful person, so let's make friends and treat him to this meal."
"Hey," Zhan Tianhong sighed, "your generosity makes me speechless. Forget it, trouble... Ikyoumon, right? Since you are here to fight, then don't be so polite. Four of you, show off your weapons."
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In Luoyang City, the spies of the Bai family and Ye Yu Xiaozhu were dumbfounded at the same time.
Why is this Taoist so fierce? The personnel from both sides had not arrived yet, and they were still arranging their troops. Suddenly, a man came out and started fighting with four young people from Yi Gongmen without saying a word. The spies on both sides were very nervous and contacted the headquarters one after another.
These spies already knew the other's location. They calmly watched the other's spies running out of the streets, and no one stepped forward to stop them. The situation is very clear.
Everyone knows that they are going to fight, but they still don't reveal the identity of the other party. This is just the bad etiquette of the Jianghu people.
Mu Zi, wearing a bamboo hat and black gauze covering his face, listened coldly to the sound of fighting coming from the restaurant and remained unmoved.
At this moment, she was sitting in front of a wonton stall, with a bowl of wontons in front of her... Of course, she was just pretending. In front of her, a handsome young man with half a shameless face looked at her with a smile, not caring about the sound of fighting in the restaurant.
"How long will it take?" Suddenly, Mu Zi spoke.
"There's no rush," Zhen said with a smile, "It's just time to see what Ikkyūmon is capable of."
"Do you know that Taoist priest?"
"Looking at the Taoist robe, he should be from Qingfengguan. Judging from his age, he is a few years older than Zhu Mingyu. He should be Zhang Chengqing's sixth disciple, Zhan Tianhong."
"This person doesn't walk around in the world, and no one knows about his kung fu. What can this tell about?"
"I think Zhang Chengqing's disciples are not too weak. I said, why would you care about such a thing? Shouldn't you feel that it doesn't matter?"
The corner of Mu Zi's mouth twitched slightly, and she replied slowly: "Yeyu Xiaozhu, I can still use it."
"Can you use it?" There was a sarcastic smile on Zhen's face, "Do you really think you can control Ye Yu Xiaozhu?"
While the two were talking, the door of the restaurant suddenly shattered, and the figure of a young man smashed the door panel and flew out. He turned around in the air and landed smoothly. Afterwards, four more figures came out of the restaurant. Five people started fighting on the streets of Luoyang, and for a while, everyone was furious.
Although the four young men were strong, they were not proficient in hand-to-hand combat. On the contrary, the Taoist priest fought easily and casually, as if he was not serious about it.
The Yigongmen disciples in the dark couldn't sit still. If they didn't take action, their own people would be destroyed before the war started.
A middle-aged man in the alley next to him gritted his teeth and took out a bow from the leather bag behind him. The man next to him stretched out his hand to hold him down and whispered, "Senior brother hasn't let you do it yet."
"If you don't take action, something will happen!"
After saying that, he pushed away the people around him, nocked an arrow, drew the bow, and shot the arrow, all in one go without any pause.
Zhan Tianhong was fighting vigorously when he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing from the back of his head. He didn't even look at it and protected the long sword on the back of his head. Then I felt something hit the sword, making a crisp sound.
He smiled and said to the four young people in front of him: "If you don't act sincerely, you will be dead."
The four of them looked at each other and took out hidden weapons such as caltrops and flying knives to greet Zhan Tianhong.
Zhan Tianhong could handle it at first, but these hidden weapons flying over the surface could not do anything to him. But after a while, arrows began to attack from behind, which made him a little tired of dealing with it.
He smiled slightly and shouted: "I won't play with you anymore!"
After saying that, he used Qinggong and fled into the distance. The Yi Gong disciples did not pursue him, they took advantage of the chaos and hid in the darkness.
Not far away from Baihua Tower, Bai Zhonglian looked at the scene in front of him calmly. When the Taoist priest ran away, he said to the attendant beside him: "Let's do it."
The attendant nodded, took out a firework from his arms, and lit it in the corridor.
A colorful firework bloomed in the sky above Luoyang City. Mu Zi was startled, frowned and said, "I didn't expect the Bai family to take action first."
Xun stretched and said, "Then let's go back."
"Go back?" Mu Zi was puzzled, "Going back at this time?"
As if to confirm her words, next to the wonton stall, two men dressed as businessmen suddenly jumped up and killed them.
For a time, the city of Luoyang was filled with shouts of killing.
The Xianrentang also saw the fireworks in Luoyang City. Xiao Junhao immediately asked the old, weak, sick and disabled to hide in the newly built underground palace, while others were on alert. But after waiting for half an hour, no one came to attack the Xianren Hall. Just when he was wondering, a young man ran in, clutching his chest, and fell to the ground before he could take two steps.
Xiao Junhao quickly helped the young man up and asked loudly: "What's wrong with you?!"
"Uncle Xiao..." The young man was seriously injured. "The bamboo forest, the brothers in the bamboo forest...
Got it..."
After the young man finished speaking, he tilted his head and fainted.
Xiao Junhao said loudly: "Everyone, please go back to the house and take shelter!"
He had seen Zhou Xiao's archery skills, which were extremely fast and accurate. Zhou Xiao said back then that most of the Yigong disciples were at his level.
As soon as they entered the house to take shelter, there was a hail of arrows in the Hall. The density was very high, as if there were thousands of troops gathered outside.
Not long after, the entire house and ground of Xianren Hall were filled with bows and arrows. Fortunately, they escaped in time and no one was injured.
The arrow rain stopped, but everyone in Changfeng Tower still held their breath and watched the situation outside through the crack in the door, not daring to attack rashly.
Xiao Junhao secretly calculated in his heart: At present, less than thirty people can be beaten in the idle hall, and there are four people on guard in the bamboo forest outside. Maybe they will all be accounted for. Judging from the shower of arrows just now, there must have been sixty or seventy people at least.
This surprised Xiao Junhao. He had heard Zhou Xiao say that the Yigong Clan was not prosperous, so how could they send out sixty or seventy people at once? Moreover, there may be people from the Yigong Sect in Luoyang City. They wouldn't have sent out a hundred or so people at once, right?
In fact, there were only thirty people from Yigongmen who came to Luoyang, ten people who were in Luoyang City, and only twenty people who came to deal with Xianrentang.
The reason why 20 people fought against 60 or 70 people was mainly due to their archery and mechanism skills.
In the darkness of the bamboo forest, a masked man sat cross-legged, staring quietly at the idle hall. Although his eyes were calm, he was a little annoyed in his heart.
We agreed to launch the attack tomorrow night, why was it suddenly brought forward? His own men were not in place yet, so this was considered a hasty start of the war. The brothers are unfamiliar with the place and have only been in Luoyang for a few days. Moreover, there were no killers from Yeyu Xiaozhu around. Yeyu Xiaozhu had made it clear that he wanted them to die.
Suddenly someone behind me said, "There's no movement inside. Do you want to rush in?"
The masked man shouted angrily in a low voice: "Come in?! What nonsense are you talking about? Have you forgotten all the skills you learned? You can do it in the dark, never show it to the public. How many masters are there in Changfeng Tower? Just now in Lin The four people who were on alert were able to waste all our efforts, and one of them even escaped. There was not even a sound in the yard during the attack just now, and apparently no one was hurt."
"Then...what should we do now?"
"Wait half an hour and let Ye Yu Xiaozhu's people die."
"What if no one comes after half an hour?"
"Attack with fire."
"Then why not attack with fire now?"
"What do you want me to say about you? You are usually so smart, why are you so dim-witted now? Do you really think we are going to confide in Ye Yu Xiaozhu? Fart!"
