On the official road of Dongchang Mansion, a group of four people walked westward.
It's late autumn, and although the sun is still bright and warm, it has lost some of its warmth. The vegetation beside the road is like the pages of a used book, messy and withered, feeling the desolation of autumn in the increasingly desolate wind.
One of the four, an elder, took the lead with his hands behind his back. I saw him wearing a square scarf on his head, a ge-colored plate collar, and a slightly fat body. If you look carefully, you can see that it is walking and breathing slightly at the same time, which is really extraordinary.
Another elder, wearing a white mesh scarf, a white long-sleeved coat, holding an iron fracture fan, and a fair face. Although he is over fifty years old, he is still handsome and elegant. At this time, he is telling "legends" with a proud face. .
"Legend has it that there is a country called Aolai in the east, which is close to the sea. There is a famous mountain in the sea called Huaguo Mountain..." It turned out that what he was telling was the story of the Monkey King.
Judging from his appearance and attire, he must be a well-educated scholar even though he is not a member of the Imperial Academy. He must be familiar with books and dramas such as "The Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" and "The Poems of the Tripitaka of the Tang Dynasty".
Followed by two young men, each holding a three-foot stick, they were clearly from the world.
One of them was dressed in plain clothes, as graceful as the willows blowing in the spring breeze. He seemed to be listening to the story attentively, but the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, as if he was already bored.
The other person was dressed in black. He looked as innocent as a fat cow lying on the ground. He had a dark face. Although he was only about five feet long, he looked quite strong. His ears were erect, his body was leaning forward, and his steps were slow and broken. Afraid of not being able to keep up, and afraid of disturbing the elders with loud noises, I just listened.
This storyteller is Lu Ke, known as "Tian Congzi", and the other elder is his sworn brother - He Jiuyuan, the current leader of the Taishan Sect, "Guan Chengzi". Although the two young men behind are new to the world, they are the best among the younger generation of the Taishan sect. They have also earned the title of "Xuan Su Shuangxia" in this area of Shandong. The person in Xuanyi is Tie Lian, a close disciple of He Jiuyuan. The person who wears the clothes is the only descendant of Lu Ke in Changxuan.
"My legs are sore from walking all the way, and my eyes are filled with stars, and my mouth is dry. If I could get some tea to quench my thirst... thirsty..." Yu Changxuan was tired of hearing the story and deliberately interrupted the master, but it was a crooked poem that got stuck. .
"Thirsty...poor masters in the world." Lu Ke laughed and threw the paper fan over. Yu Changxuan jumped away like a rabbit and said aggrievedly, "Master, how pitiful are you?"
"My poor reputation is going to be ruined in the hands of a brat like you, huh."
"Haha... Changxuan, don't be impatient, and keep going, there will be a tea pavilion." He Jiuyuan said with a slight smile. He also had no choice but to deal with this pair of master and apprentice.
Yu Changxuan wiped his sweat. He thought to himself, "I, a great Taishan sect, actually have to walk on foot, walking so slowly, when will I be able to reach Wudang?"
Originally, they each had their own mounts. Unexpectedly, less than half a day after descending the mountain, the four horses fell down and died almost at the same time. Upon closer inspection, they found that they had been poisoned one after another. If they were not in a hurry, they would have found out the truth.
"Let's go, senior brother, the master is right." Tie Lian said to Chang with a smile. When he saw his senior brother suddenly stop smiling, he thought he didn't believe what his master said, so he deliberately tried to smooth things over.
Although the two brothers are known as the "Xuan Su Duo Xia", their habits are completely different. Senior brother Yu Changxuan looked like a playboy in every move he made. Junior brother Tie Lian, on the other hand, is stupid and doesn't understand what it means to be interesting, nor does he understand what it means to be suave.
While they were talking, the four of them had turned around a sudden spot, and suddenly a clear view appeared in front of them. A simple inn is located on the open ground, with the four characters "Tailong Inn" on the corner of the eaves. The store is not big, but business is booming.
This shop owner is very good at choosing a place. Looking at the land boundary, it turns out that there is a fork in the road, all the way to the northwest, leading to Yanji, and all the way to the west, reaching Henan. There are naturally a lot of people passing by, so the small inn gradually became famous. big.
The four of them came down from Mount Tai and were quite tired when they arrived here, so they picked up a table and ordered some food and wine to eat.
"Everyone, hurry up and finish eating. We still have to hurry!" He Jiuyuan said calmly. On the table behind him, four pairs of eyes were already etched into his heart. Although the four people were extremely careful, their lingering murderous aura would be exposed as soon as they came into contact with Lao Jianghu. That murderous aura is really innate.
"Master, are we going to Wudang on foot like this? I heard that Wudang is far away from us. Will we miss the meeting date?" Tie Lian asked ignorantly.
He Jiuyuan did not answer, and just listened to Lu Ke exclaiming, "No, no, we have to meet a few guests first." Obviously, the sneaky glances of the four people could not escape his ears. He was a member of the world. The famous Tian Congzi.
"Meeting guests? What kind of guests are you meeting?" Yu Changxuan asked, "Aren't you going to a meeting?"
"You're the one with a lot of problems, hurry up and eat!" Lu Ke's fan hit him again. Yu Changxuan wanted to hide, but he didn't see the master raise his hand, and the fan had already hit his head.
After eating, the four of them walked slowly along the westward road.
Seeing the road ahead passing through the hills, everyone slowed down. The hills are not high, but they are enough to hide some thieves.
Lu Ke suddenly stopped and raised his iron fan to signal everyone to stop.
Maybe he met a robber, Yu Changxuan thought to himself, but there was no fear in his eyes, but a little excitement. Tie Lian was on alert with all his attention.
Sure enough, after half a stick of incense, a rustling sound was heard first, and then several flying shadows flashed down and surrounded the four people. Taking a closer look, it was indeed the four people just now. If further distinctions are made, it can be seen that among the four people, two are black, two are white, two are fat, two are thin, two are tall and two are short, each with a left sword and a right sword, full of murderous intent, which is quite strange.
"He Jiuyuan..." The fat black man among the four said every word.
"The Netherworld? I don't know what you are doing." He Jiuyuan asked with a half-smile, which was considered to be an admission that he was the person they were looking for.
"Haha... If you meet a few of our brothers, your boss will probably end up in trouble."
"Hmph... When will you guys have the final say on He Jiuyuan's affairs?" He Jiuyuan said solemnly.
Yu Changxuan and Tie Lian have also heard of the name "Netherworld and Four Wildernesses". They are a well-known assassin group in the world. They are famous for their sharp killing moves and close cooperation in the assassin industry. They often cut off the heads of their opponents before they can react. Rumor has it that Shino was born from the same mother and has always been profit-seeking and committed all kinds of evil. Some people even rumored that the current emperor had hired them. It is indeed known to everyone that they were once hired by a righteous man to kill the traitor Li Jingxi. Maybe there is no good or evil in their hearts, only money. However, what is strange is that they are so heinous, but after making money, they occasionally help street beggars or needy scholars. They not only go in and out of the fireworks alley, but also go to official casinos. The only explanation for their good deeds is that they were looking for somewhere to spend their money. The Netherworld has been wandering around the world for many years without ever being harmed. In their view, being an assassin is not to survive, but to exist. Of course, not all tasks can be completed every time, but this does not affect their business, because with the distance of rivers and lakes and the height of temples, this kind of business has never lacked owners.
"Well said, today I will let you see whether our brothers mean what they say." As the man spoke, the sword was in front of He Jiuyuan.
He Jiuyuan whipped out his giant dragon pen, and with just one stroke, he deflected away the fat black man in the field who was the first to attack. In an instant, Lu Ke's iron-framed paper fan had already waved twice from behind, and another white man waved it away. The thin ones fight together. At the same time, the other two men on both sides also came to kill Yu Changxuan and Tie Lian. The eight people fought together in an instant.
I saw He Jiuyuan holding up his huge pen, flying sand and stones, majestic, and dancing with dragons and phoenixes, light and agile. Lu Ke's fan is strong and sharp. And each of the four Netherworlds holds two weapons, just like the eight Netherworlds, no one has a low level of cultivation. They have been wreaking havoc in the world for many years and have rich experience in fighting enemies. Only the "Double Heroes of Xuan Su" were unable to support the left and right, which was very difficult and had to be supported by two masters from time to time.
Encountering such a killer, He Jiuyuan knew that a fierce battle was inevitable. However, Tie Lian and Chang Xuan were new to the world, with limited skills and inexperience in dealing with enemies, so they couldn't play good or bad.
While they were fighting, they suddenly saw a signal flare rising in the northern sky. The Netherworld looked at each other, jumped out of the battle circle, and disappeared into the mountains in the north.
Tie Lian was in the mood for fighting. He shouted and started to catch up, but He Jiuyuan stopped him.
"Master, are they the Netherworld?" Tie Lian retreated unwillingly.
"Well, let's go! Let's hurry up and find some horses when we get to Daming. It's not going to be smooth on this road." He Jiuyuan took a step forward, but did not answer his disciple's question. First, the mount was tampered with, and then it was assassinated by the Netherworld. He vaguely felt that a storm was coming.
"Master, why did those people assassinate us? And why did they escape? Are they afraid of us?" Changxuan knew that the Netherworld did not escape because of his own defeat.
"You ask me?" Lu Ke pointed at himself, "I am your master, not your craftsman..." An old face betrayed Pozui like this.
Yu Changxuan looked at his master in astonishment, as if he was laughing at an idiot brother.
"I think someone may have hired them to come against us, but something changed and they were called back." Yu Changxuan analyzed Lu Ke's look.
"Yes, senior brother is right." Tie Lian nodded in agreement.
"Nonsense, they are assassins. They are hired to kill us. But who are the people behind this? We have not offended anyone." Yu Changxuan has always been unkind in his words. Not to mention this pedantic junior brother.
Tie Lian didn't care at all, and said, "Senior brother is right."
"Sigh... I traveled thousands of miles to attend a meeting to discuss scriptures, and spent half a day in the world without realizing it. But I still have to meet the fourth master. I am really not guilty and yet I am being punished." Since he couldn't think of the reason, Yu Changxuan stopped thinking about it. At some point, he took out a paper fan from his sleeve, followed the master's example, shook his head and recited a poem.
"Hey... you kid... stop here." Lu Ke was angry and funny. The fan in his hand had been raised unknowingly, and Yu Changxuan had already run far away.
Although reciting poems is what I like, writing poems is not my strong point, and this apprentice just focuses on this. Although there are no good poems passed down to the world, it is enough to entertain himself.
"If my junior sister knew that a handsome man like Changxuan did not become his disciple, I would probably regret it for the rest of my life, haha..." After hearing this, He Jiuyuan stroked his beard and laughed.
"Hmm... you have reminded me that when I meet Miss Qinglan this time, I must hand over this boy to her." Lu Ke said angrily, with a look that hates the iron.
However, he did not think that He Jiuyuan could be more optimistic about Changxuan's poetic talent. Not to mention that his junior sister Dai Xianzi Du Qinglan has Yi An's talent, even He Jiuyuan is not less generous. Although Yu Changxuan has good talents, he has been a dabbler since he was a child and lacks a lot of skills. Although he knew that it was probably him who was delaying Yu Changxuan, Lu Ke often made excuses for himself. What was the use of learning those things? It’s better to learn to be a madman yourself. If he hadn't thought that this boy's mind was similar to his own, he wouldn't have accepted just such a disciple.
