The man in gray was carrying the two of them as if they were nothing. He spread his long legs and walked quickly. He left the inn and turned into an alley. He ran for several hundred meters in one breath. The road ahead was narrow and various houses were lined up in rows. But he walked into Chongwenfang.
His feet felt as if they were not touching the ground. Sometimes he would jump up to the roof and run on the smooth mirror-like glazed tiles as if he were walking on flat ground.
The wind blew in He An's ears, and as far as he could see, buildings fell backwards quickly. Looking at Fan Dazhi with his head lowered and his eyes closed, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and he couldn't help but feel worried.
The man in gray ran out of Chongwenfang in one breath. He only walked out of the street in front, turned to Changchun Road in front, and arrived at Cross Flower Street. The most imposing black door was Cui Mansion.
Most of the people living in this area are ordinary people. Sewage flows in the narrow streets. Two reed chickens are pecking at something on the ground with their heads down. Two men's crotch cloths and women's undergarments are hanging on the scattered bamboo poles.
There are more than a dozen large tanks filled with clean water cluttered nearby. They are used by the government to prevent water from leaking out and extinguishing fires in the nearby messy private houses. A tiger striped cat stood lightly on the edge of the tank, sticking out its pink tongue and drinking water quickly.
At this time of noon, the sun was a bit dazzling, and the man in gray did not slow down at all. Even if there were people who saw him along the way, a gray shadow would flash past, fleeting.
The man in gray clothes was about to run out of the street when he suddenly stopped.
Standing at the narrow alleyway was a young man who looked like a scholar. The scholar was motionless, with his hands behind his back, looking at him coldly.
"Huang Daogong, you are also a senior who has been famous for a long time. If you bully two elementary school students in Zhixingyuan like this and spread the word, won't you be ridiculed?" Fang Yizhi stood in the sun, his eyes sparkling, and he said tepidly.
The man in gray is named Huang Daogong. He was originally a master of the Hedao Realm of the Guanshan Sect. He was expelled from the sect because he repeatedly molested and molested the female disciples of the sect.
Although this person was at the pinnacle of the Hedao Realm, he was greedy for money, lustful, and had very despicable methods of doing things. Other sects in the world knew his character and were unwilling to accept him, so he attached himself to the Cui family of Fanyang County and became the minister of the household department. Guest.
Cui Mengshu was seriously injured. Cui Mansion investigated and found out that it was two young men named He An and Fan Dazhi who did it. Huang Daogong wants to win over the two of them, and the Cui Mansion will definitely reward them with a lot of silver. Then he can go to Yixiangyuan to have fun for a few days.
He met Fan Dazhi who was buying food on the street. He felt that the appearance of this little fat man was very similar to that of one of the two murderers who injured Mr. Cui, so he followed him all the way and captured He An and Fan Dazhi in one fell swoop. He was going to return to Cui Mansion to claim credit and reward. .
After Fang Yizhi left Dingding Prime Minister's Mansion, he was going to the inn to tell He An and the others that he was about to join the army and encourage them to devote themselves to study.
On the way, I found Huang Daogong carrying He An and Fan Dazhi speeding away. I was secretly frightened, so I resolutely chose to stop him in the street.
Huang Daogong raised his head to the sky and laughed, then squinted his eyes and said: "You actually know my grandfather's name, you should know how powerful I am... Oh, I remembered, you are the outstanding one in Zhixingyuan... Fang... square"
"Fang Yizhi! It's just the word "excellent", I don't deserve it!" Fang Yizhi said without being arrogant or humble.
Huang Daogong laughed and said: "Since you know how much you weigh, don't stand in Grandpa's way - get out of here!"
"Both of them are my students, please let them go!" Fang Yizhi took a deep breath and took a step forward.
The back of his robe suddenly trembled violently, and strange sounds began to sound in the air, like a sudden wind, like flying sand vibrating, and like countless ants crawling...
The scattered bamboo poles trembled slightly, and the clothes hanging on them slipped quietly. The reed chickens that were pecking at them stared warily with their round eyes, and the feathers on their backs stood up like hedgehogs.
The water in the large vat rippled silently, as if invisible big hands were beating the vat wall hard, creating layers of ripples. The tiger-striped cat's slender body froze, and he jumped onto the eaves and disappeared. The whole alley was suddenly filled with a chilling atmosphere.
Huang Daogong raised his thin eyebrows: "How much energy of heaven and earth can you gather? How dare you fight me with a mere cultivation in the God Refining Realm, are you worthy?"
"Put them down!" Fang Yizhi looked solemn, took another step forward, waved his right sleeve, and the wind suddenly became loud.
There seemed to be dark clouds drifting across the sky, blocking the sunlight, and the light in the alley suddenly dimmed.
The bamboo poles that were originally used to cool clothes suddenly rose up from the ground and turned into several straight javelins that roared and pierced towards Huang Daogong like lightning.
The clear water in more than a dozen large tanks surged violently as if boiling, and the overflowing water dispersed in the air. In an instant, it turned into countless round water droplets, shining with dazzling light, like the Milky Way pouring down like the zodiac... …
He An was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him. This incredible scene subverted his previous understanding of martial arts. Could it be... He suddenly remembered that Fang Yizhi had said to him that he could only see it if he truly entered Zhixingyuan. To another world, another world? Could it be this mysterious martial arts world in front of us?
He An had a lot of thoughts at the moment. He never expected that Teacher Fang, who usually looked gentle and elegant, even a little weak, would be so powerful and terrifying when he made a move.
Huang Daogong's evil eyes gleamed. He threw Fan Dazhi in his hand to the ground and put one foot on Fang Dazhi's calf to prevent him from escaping.
He drew a semicircle on his chest with one hand. Following the gesture, the air around him surged, and there seemed to be something indescribable. His tall and thin body leaned forward forcefully, like a drawn bow.
The javelins that roared through the air were no more than ten feet away from Huang Daogong's body. Huang Daogong's body suddenly bounced, like a bowstring trembling. The javelins that were flying suddenly stopped and floated quietly in front of him. This strange scene is like everything in the world suddenly coming to a standstill, and everything is frozen in this moment.
The water droplets pouring from the sky roared and shimmered, and then arrived, and without any surprise, they were blocked more than ten feet in front of Huang Daogong. Countless crystal clear water droplets were fixed and suspended in mid-air, forming a huge water curtain.
He An was stunned to see that Fan Dazhi had already woken up. He twisted his body that was stepped on and rubbed his eyes in disbelief when he saw the scene in front of him.
There was a crisp and rapid sound of firecrackers, and the bamboo poles that turned into javelins exploded. The bamboo shavings flew and turned into countless fluffy and slender bamboo threads, which fell to the ground silently.
At the same time, the water curtain seemed to pour down like a heavy rain, and the narrow alley was washed away by water.
Huang Daogong looked up to the sky and let out an eerie smile like a night owl. He leaned over and picked up Fan Dazhi, tiptoeing a little, and flew away like a big kite.
Fang Yizhi's face turned pale, his chest heaved violently, and one arm couldn't stop shaking.
He looked at the direction Huang Daogong left, with a trace of worry in his eyes. The two teenagers were afraid that they would be distracted, so they never asked for help. He An had a stoic character, great ambition and intelligence. Nothing could happen to the two students he was always most optimistic about. He turned around and ran quickly towards Zhixingyuan.
Cui Lishen is very happy today. A few days ago, His Majesty the Emperor personally went to the southern suburbs of Kyoto to inspect the construction of Longmen Academy. Today, in the court hall, he highly praised Cui Yingtai, the Imperial College's sacrificial wine. He, the Minister of Household Affairs, also received praise from His Majesty, saying that he The public is loyal to the country and diligent in the king's affairs.
As soon as he got home, the housekeeper who came to him brought him another good news. The two bastards who injured Shu'er were caught.
Huang Daogong, a guest in the mansion, took action and captured the two men without any effort and tied them to the peach tree in the front hall. Looking at the two teenagers, one pursed his lips as if he was indignant, and the other's eyes were filled with fear but he was trying to remain calm. With a sneer on his lips, Cui Lishen said to the servants solemnly: "Bring these two boys into the front hall. I want to take revenge myself."
Several maids waited on Cui Li in the back hall. He took off his court clothes, removed his official hat, and changed into a comfortable Yanju uniform. They also brought warm water towels, served the waiter to wash his hands and face, and drank a bowl of white fungus and bird's nest soup. Cui Li Standing tall and refreshed, he walked to the front hall with square steps.
Several guests in the hall, including Huang Daogong, the nursing home manager and others quickly stood up from their chairs. Cui Lishen glanced at He An and Fang Dazhi with a stern expression. The two people had been loosened and were silent at the moment. He stood at the bottom of the hall with his head bowed.
"Don't worry, Dong Weng. As long as Huang is here, these two boys won't be able to escape even if they have wings." Huang Daogong said proudly.
"Okay! Daoist Master is indeed a man of great powers, and his achievements this time are very great. I'll go to the accountant's office later to receive the tattoo of one thousand taels of silver." Cui Lishen nodded with satisfaction, walked to the high chair in the middle and sat down. Huang Daogong smiled happily and thanked him profusely.
Cui Lishen coughed lightly and was about to interrogate He An and Fan Dazhi. The housekeeper hurried in from outside and whispered something in his ear. Cui Lishen's expression changed and he was stunned for a moment. He stood up and walked out of the hall to greet him. .
Wei Zhilin, the head of the Academy of Arts at Zhixingyuan, came to visit. Cui Lishen immediately welcomed him into the house. Wei Zhilin gave a few polite words and got straight to the point, asking for the two captured teenagers.
Cui Li smiled bitterly in his heart and had no choice but to invite people into the hall. Wei Zhilin walked into the hall with two Zhixingyuan teachers. He glanced at He An and Fan Dazhi and saw that they looked tired. He An's arms were stained with blood, and he couldn't help but Frowning.
While Cui Lichen asked his servants to serve tea, he angrily told Wei Zhilin how his son was injured by the two men and almost died. The story was extremely miserable and aggrieved.
Two servants who received Cui Lishen's signal carried a stretcher into the hall. Cui Mengshu, who was wrapped like a rice dumpling, was lying on the stretcher. When he saw He An and Fan Dazhi standing in the hall, Cui Mengshu suddenly became energetic and shouted: " You two bastards, I will cut you to death with a thousand cuts... Dad! Why? Why don't you let someone beat them? Beat them to death!"
He waved his arms and shouted excitedly: "Huang Keqing, you have caught them both long ago, why don't you break their hands and feet?" Cui Mengshu roared hysterically, which moved his chest. He looked at the injury in his abdomen, holding his chest in pain as he held his chest up and down violently, breathing hard.
