Volume 1: Chapter 26 of Lang Dugu, a young man who first entered the world of martial arts. Mist Bamboo Forest

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The four of them came to the bottom of the valley and entered a quiet bamboo forest. There was a dreamy scenery in the bamboo forest. Elegant environment, secluded bamboo forest, quiet paths and deep valleys.

Everyone looked around and Wen Kui praised:

"The uncanny workmanship of nature has created this bamboo forest that is green, strange, beautiful and secluded!"

Wei Jianchao said:

"Okay, Lao Wen, don't say anything yet; it's really weird here."

Zhu Shun took out the wine gourd from his waist and took a sip of wine. Zhu Shun praised:

"I didn't expect that there would be such beautiful scenery in Dugu."

Xu Shanchao walked slowly to a bamboo tree, looked up, thoughtfully, and murmured:

"Maybe it's just green for a while; maybe it's just standing tall in the mud of the mountains; maybe it's just burned by farmers' fire..."

Xu Shanchao shouted with a smile on his face:

"But! It's still tall and tall, still looking up at the blue sky."

Zhu Shun walked slowly to Xu Shanchao, patted his shoulder and said with a smile:

"Bamboo lives a noble and simple life. He is not afraid of the infection of the world, but also offers a little splendor at the end of the world. His life is plain and sufficient. He does not expect to become a peony or orchid, he just wants to live happily."

Wen Kui and Wei Jianchao also walked slowly to them. Wen Kui said:

"I hope we can all learn from bamboo and not make ourselves too tired, as long as we are satisfied in this life."

Wei Jianchao said:

"I have little education and don't have your great principles. What I want to say is that I am happy, which is better than anything else. Soaring in the sky like a little bird, unrestrained."

Everyone in the bamboo forest laughed...

Wen Kui shuddered, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he thought something bad in his heart.

"Gululu~" came a sound......

Everyone looked at Wen Kui, and Xu Shanchao said doubtfully:

"Brother Wen, are you hungry?"

Wen Kui blushed and said with a smile:

"Hahaha~ I'm so hungry. I'll find a place to relieve myself."

I saw Wen Kui running away in a hurry, still detoxifying "Gululu".

Wei Jianchao fanned himself with his hand and joked:

"Brother Wen has a bad stomach. I bet Brother Wen definitely eats a lot of leeks."

Zhu Shun said:

"Chao, please let me go wander around for a while. It would be nice for you two to wander around. Meet here later."

Wei Jianchao inserted his spear into the ground, sat down, leaned against a bamboo, and replied:

"I'll just wait. I'm a little tired from walking so much."

Zhu Shun said:

"I go first."

Wei Jianchao waved his hand and said:

"Okay, everything goes well."

Zhu walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest...

Xu Shanchao touched his pocket, feeling a little nervous. He threw his sword to Wei Jianchao and said:

"Hold it for me first. I lost the small bag someone gave me. I'll go back and look for it."

Wei Jianchao took the sword and said:

"Slow down on the road."

Xu Shanchao said yes and ran back...

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Jianchao was bored and playing with his spear in the soil.

He suddenly heard the sound of a flute not far away. He was curious, so he threw the spear aside, took Xu Shanchao's sword and walked in that direction.

...........

The delicate bamboo forest is shrouded in a thick layer of fog and smoke.

A good bird chooses a tree to roost in, and a sword follows its good master.

In the lonely valley, deep in the green bamboo forest, smoke was lingering in the bamboo forest, and there was a sad sound of the flute, which resounded through the forest...

On the top of a green bamboo tree, there stood a man in a bamboo hat. The man was dressed in coarse clothes, holding a sword in both hands. The breeze blew, and his hair on the temples was flying in the wind. The man looked down at the bamboo forest, as if he was looking for something... ........

Under a green bamboo tree, a man leaned his back on the bamboo. The man had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and was dressed in gray plaid coarse clothes. He held a sword in both hands and looked around...

On top of the bamboo top, the man in a bamboo hat looks like an eagle, looking for prey.

The breeze was blowing gently, making the bamboos creak. The man in the bamboo hat seemed to have found his prey. He was staring at one place with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, the melancholy sound of the flute became filled with murderous intent...

Who has a sword in the northwest when the air is cold? The sound of flutes fills the southeast.

I saw the man in the bamboo hat leaping down from the top of the bamboo, like a man and a sword merging into one, spiraling down, and stabbing the man in gray with a falling sword, and a strong internal force blew around the sky. Bamboo leaves; the man in gray clothes dodged to dodge the attack, and the man in gray clothes slashed with his sword. The man in gray clothes did a backflip and distanced himself; the man in gray clothes took off the hat and threw it at the man. The man in gray smashed the hat into pieces with his sword.

The broken bamboo hat came whirling around, and the man took it and put it on his head.

The man in the bamboo hat jumped up, immediately split into four afterimages, and stabbed at the man in gray.

The man in gray clothes stared hard at the man in the bamboo hat. The four afterimages of the man in the bamboo hat merged into one and then stabbed him.

The man in gray clothes cursed:

"Are you still serious about the 'Five Shadows Seizing Secret'? Then don't blame me."

The man in gray clothes said again:

"Look at my "Mo Ran Sword Technique"!"

The man in gray clothes took a step back, and several ink afterimages were instantly generated around him, like an ink painting. Those ink afterimages were waving swords and fighting with each other. The ink colors disappeared instantly and appeared around the man in the bamboo hat. Then he slashed at the man quickly, and the ink color disappeared instantly. The man in the bamboo hat parried; the man in the bamboo hat jumped up and retreated. The man in gray pursued the victory. The two continued to fight for several times, and the sound of banging iron tools could be heard. Forest.

The man in gray clothes slashed at the side of the man in the hat. The man in the hat held the bamboo in his left hand and spun to avoid the attack. The man in the hat retreated again to distance himself, and with a return sword gesture, he threw the sword towards the man in gray. The man in gray clothes dodged a somersault to avoid the blow; he saw the sword spinning back into the hand of the man in the bamboo hat. The man in the bamboo hat struck with the sword instantly. The man in gray clothes blocked it, and the surrounding area exploded instantly, and the bamboo leaves fell all over the sky.

The man in gray clothes stepped back again, and in an instant, like lightning, he slashed at the man in the hat, and the man in the hat struggled to parry.

The latter two retreated together, and the two slashed together, and the two sword lights exploded instantly...

The man in the bamboo hat jumped up and stabbed the man in gray...

On top of a bamboo roof, a handsome man wearing a dark green robe was playing the flute, and the sound of the flute became more and more murderous.

The handsome man in dark green clothes seemed to feel something. He stopped playing for an instant and looked into the bamboo forest.

Seeing a black figure running quickly, the figure jumped up and helped the man in gray block the sword. The man in the bamboo hat was a little caught off guard, and even the man in gray was a little caught off guard.

That man was Wei Jianchao. He had been watching the battle for a long time and realized something was wrong. He simply wanted to help.

Wei Jianchao looked like the man in gray and smiled:

"no need to thank me."

When the man in gray clothes was about to speak, Wei Jianchao waved his hand and interrupted instantly. Wei Jianchao said:

"My dear friend, you really don't need to thank me. I'm here to fight him. I watched the fight for a long time and found out that this man wearing a torn hat made a killing move."

The man in the bamboo hat was a little confused and asked doubtfully:

"My dear friend, we were having a good discussion, but you interrupted us."

Wei Jianchao turned back to look at the man in gray and said doubtfully:

"What? Are you sparring? Why do I feel so murderous?"

The man in gray lowered his head, clasped his fists, and said with a smile:

"My Excellency, Zhu Xian, thank you for your kindness. The two of us are fighting like this. We will definitely not be able to hurt each other."

The man named Zhu Xian pointed at the man in the bamboo hat and said:

"He is a good friend of mine, named Yang Sanlang. The two of us occasionally get together to discuss in this forest. The main thing is that it is quiet and far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. I like this place very much. After all, we have been apart for a long time, and we are both running for our own lives. We are busy, so the two of us have vowed to come here on time every four months to reminisce about old times."

The man in the bamboo hat named Yang Sanlang lowered his head and clasped his fists, saying:

"My dear Yang Sanlang, do you know your surname?"

Wei Jianchao lowered his head and clasped his fists, and replied:

"My name is Wei Jianchao. I came here when I heard the sound of the flute. Who is playing the flute?"

On the top of the bamboo, a man in dark green robe jumped down. The handsome man in dark green robe blended into the green color of the bamboo forest.

The man held a jade flute behind his right hand, bent down and saluted, and said:

"I'm Li Yuze."

Wei Jianchao was a little shocked. He looked at Li Yuze and asked:

"You are Li Yuze of the Seven Heroes of Suishan!"

Li Yuze smiled and said:

"That's right. Nice to meet you."

Zhu Xian and Yang Sanlang looked at each other and smiled.

Li Yuze smiled and said:

"It's a chance meeting. I'll treat you to a drink."

Wei Jianchao waved his hands quickly and said:

"No, no, I'm not good at drinking."

Wei Jianchao said he was not good at drinking, but in fact he was greedier than anyone else. Even Zhu Shun and everyone did not know that he was the best drinker. He was a little embarrassed, after all, that was Li Yuze, the famous Seven Heroes of Suishan.

Zhu Xian looked at Wei Jianchao and said with a smile:

"Brother, don't be embarrassed. I'll go as soon as Mr. Li opens his mouth."

Wei Jianchao wiped the corners of his mouth and said:

"Then I will take advantage of Mr. Li, and it is better to obey his orders than to be respectful."

Everyone laughed..........

Then Wei Jianchao followed Li Yuze and everyone else.

Deep in the smoky bamboo forest, there is a quiet place with a small river and a winding bamboo bridge built on the river. The river is full of bright lotus flowers and frogs are constantly croaking; Wei Jianchao follows the crowd slowly walking on the bridge; the smoky A pavilion slowly appeared on the bridge, and everyone walked towards it...

...........

Deep in the bamboo forest, Xu Shanchao felt relieved after finding the gift given to him by Chen Menglan, and walked back.

When he came to that place, there was no one around. He saw Wei Jianchao's spear not far away and murmured to himself:

"Where did this guy go? He didn't even want his treasure, but he took my sword away."

Xu Shanchao picked up Wei Jianchao's spear and saw the footprints on the ground. It had just rained here, so the footprints were very clear, so he followed the footprints.

As Xu Shanchao walked further, he found more and more footprints under his feet. He was confused and thought to himself that they had gone to look for me if he had been away for too long.

Xu Shanchao continued to follow the footprints. He came to a river and found the pavilion along the bridge...

After that, everyone was chatting in the pavilion. Yang Sanlang was already drunk, Zhu Xian and Li Yuze were blushing, and Wei Jianchao drank bowl after bowl, and he had already drank eight large bowls.

There was a subtle change in Li Yuze's expression, and he thought to himself that this guy was really good at drinking, and he could do it just by chance.

Zhu Xian blushed and said drunkenly:

"Brother Wei, you can drink enough."

Wei Jianchao saw that Zhu Xian's bowl was empty and was about to fill it up. Zhu Xian quickly waved his hand and said:

"I really can't drink anymore, Brother Wei."

Li Yuze finished his bowl and said:

"I can't do it anymore, I've reached my limit."

Xu Shanchao could see this scene outside. Xu Shanchao casually dropped the spear. He clenched his fist and walked into the pavilion angrily. He punched Wei Jianchao on the forehead. Wei Jianchao woke up in pain and cursed:

"Who plotted the plot?"

Xu Shanchao cursed angrily:

"You really don't treat everyone as outsiders, how can you be so casual!"

When Wei Jianchao saw a familiar face, he touched his head and said:

"It turns out to be Lao Xu, how did you find this place?"

When Zhu Xian saw Xu Shanchao, he wondered:

"Your Excellency?"

Xu Shanchao lowered his head and clasped his fists, apologetically:

"My name is Xu Shanchao. I am a good friend of this guy. I'm very sorry. He doesn't treat you as outsiders and drank so much of your wine."

Zhu Xian smiled and said:

"Sit down, dear friend. Stop standing. Brother Wei is very proud. This is what we invited him to do."

Li Yuze smiled and said:

"We are destined to meet each other. My dear friend, please take a seat quickly."

Xu Shanchao was a little embarrassed, lowered his head and apologized:

"Thank you for your kindness, this is not good."

Zhu Xian stood up, lowered his head and clasped his fists, and said:

"My Excellency, Zhu Xian, I'm glad to meet this dear friend. I treat him as my brother. You're welcome."

Li Yuze stood up, clasped his fists, and said:

"My dear, Li Yuze, there are so many people in the world. It just so happens that the few of us are destined to meet each other. Don't be polite and reserved when we meet."

Xu Shanchao was surprised when he heard Li Yuze's introduction and said:

"I have heard about Mr. Li for a long time. People often say that Mr. Li is like the sun rising in the east. When I saw him today, he was really shining brightly."

Li Yuze smiled and said:

"Hurry and take a seat!"

Xu Shanchao sat down, looking very reserved. Li Yuze smiled and said:

"Don't be cautious, just eat and drink freely."

Xu Shanchao continued to lower his head and clasp his fists, and said:

"grateful."

The more Li Yuze watched, the more he appreciated Xu Shanchao. Li Yuze smiled and said:

"Cooking food."

Xu Shanchao was still cautious, picking up from the edge of the plate and taking very little.

When Li Yuze saw this, he helped Xu Shanchao pick up vegetables with a large set of chopsticks.

When Xu Shanchao saw this, his face became more and more rosy, and he said quickly:

"Thank you Mr. Li, I can just pick it up myself."

Li Yuze admired Lao Xu more and more, he smiled and said:

"Don't be shy, clamp hard."

Wei Jianchao said:

"Lao Xu's noodles are so big, Mr. Li personally picks up the vegetables."

Xu Shanchao rolled his eyes at Wei Jianchao and saw a drunk man lying next to the table. Xu Shanchao asked in confusion:

"This dear friend is."

Wei Jianchao quickly introduced and said:

"His name is Yang Sanlang. He has great martial arts skills, but his ability to drink is not good. Wait until he sobers up and you can chat with him."

Zhu Xian smiled and said:

"It's really fate that we met."

When Xu Shanchao saw that his sword was casually thrown under the table, he glared at Jianchao, raised an eyebrow and asked:

"I'm sorry, why did you throw my sword on the ground carelessly? This sword was passed down from my ancestors and has been with me for many years, just like my brother."

Wei Jianchao realized that he was wrong and should not have thrown Lao Xu's sword to the ground casually, and quickly argued:

"He slipped and fell on his own. It's not my fault."

Zhu Xian and Li Yuze suppressed their laughter.

Xu Shanchao glared at Wei Jianchao angrily and said:

"As you said, he has long legs and can he slip on his own?"

Wei Jianchao replied:

"Maybe this sword is like the little girl. She liked you too much and became a spirit. She wanted to commit herself to you, so she secretly became a spirit while you weren't paying attention."

Xu Shanchao had nothing to say and said:

"As expected of you, you made me speechless."

Zhu Xian burst out laughing, Li Yuze covered his mouth and snickered...

[As Zhu Xian said, you should reminisce with your friends more often.

Zhu Xian and Yang Sanlang taught everyone a truth, that is, they must talk about the past more.

Be sure to take time to catch up with your friends, maybe just chatting and eating.

But don't cut off contact with your friends. 】