Eagle Archer's Gale Sword
Chapter 100 The Yellow River 2 Ghost
() Floating on the Iron Palm Water Qiu Qianren held a hero meeting in Guiyun Village. This kind of major event has not been seen in decades, and it has spread all over the country at this time.It is less than half a month before the Heroes Conference is held, people of all colors have rushed to Jiangnan one after another, and are about to attend this rare event together.
The surface of Taihu Lake is still rippling with blue waves, but the scene at this time is no longer as lonely as before.
On the shimmering lake, while small boats were swaying in twos and threes, there were also many passenger boats waiting for the ferry at the riverside ferry. Groups of heroes of the river and lake came up or down, which was very lively.
At this time, Hou Qingyun was dressed in a coarse cloth short shirt, carried a long sword, and was dressed in the standard gangster style. He was following several gray-clothed Taoist priests unhurriedly.
He met these few Taoist priests not long ago. They are not very old but have a steady gait and a calm demeanor, obviously they have cultivated internal skills.The group of them was on their way to the ferry of Taihu Lake.
Look at the costumes of these little Taoist priests, they are somewhat similar to those of the Quanzhen Seven Sons, could they be from the Quanzhen sect?
A white-faced and beardless little Taoist priest asked: "Brother Yin, do you think Master and the others have already arrived at Guiyun Village?"
The young Taoist priest called Senior Brother Yin shook his head and said, "I don't know. Earlier, Master and several seniors and uncles sneaked into Jiangnan when they heard that there were evil people wandering in the south of the Yangtze River. Book, told us to come to Yunzhuang to meet, but we haven't found any trace of the demon yet."
Another Taoist priest with a short beard said: "Senior brother Yin, what kind of monster is that?"
Brother Yin said: "It seems that he is a blind man who plays the qin. His name is unknown. He specializes in attacking the enemy with the sound of the qin. His skill is unknown and very strange. After receiving the subpoena, the real master called his uncles and uncles to discuss it. , that’s why we decided to go south to kill the monsters together.”
"Using the sound of the piano to hurt people?" The little Taoist priest with a white face and beardless face was a little surprised, with a longing look on his face, he said: "This method is elegant!"
The Taoist priest with a short beard snorted, and said, "Junior Brother Zhen, what expression do you have on your face? How can the evil and heretical things compare to the kung fu mastery of our Quanzhen Sect!"
Junior brother Zhen was taught by the short-bearded Taoist priest, paused for a while, and said: "The kung fu of our Quanzhen sect is indeed subtle, but it is also unique to be able to turn rhythm into martial arts to hurt people!"
The short-bearded Taoist said disdainfully: "Even if there is something unique, if it is used on that Yaoxie, it is Yaoxie's kung fu!"
Junior brother Zhen immediately argued: "Brother Zhao, what you said is wrong. If some demons steal the kung fu taught by us Quanzhen and do evil things, will our kung fu also become the kung fu of evil spirits?"
"This——" Short-bearded Taoist priest Zhao was speechless when he was retorted by Junior Brother Zhen, and suddenly said in a strange way: "Junior Brother Zhen, could it be that you were fascinated by that female devil? Don't make your mind faint, and waste more than ten years of cold and heat work!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Junior brother Zhen was suddenly shattered by his yelling, his face flushed, and he said, "She... is not a devil..."
Taoist Zhao sneered again and again.
Hou Qingyun listened amusedly from behind, "These Taoist priests can't be the three wonderful flowers of Yin Zhiping, Zhao Zhijing, and Zhen Zhibing!"
"Okay, don't argue with each other. Our Quanzhen Kungfu is profound and profound. Even if it is stolen by the bad guys, without the supplement of internal strength and mental skills, it will only have a shape and won't make a difference."
"Senior Brother Yin is right."
Several Taoist priests and Hou Qingyun arrived at the riverside ferry one after the other, and the person in charge of reception clasped his hands and fists to the Taoist priests, and said: "Dare to ask the Taoist priests, but are they from the Quanzhen sect?" These are poor juniors, Zhao Zhijing, Zhen Zhibing, Wang Zhitan, Li Zhichang..."
What a group of weirdos.
The Taihu hero who was in charge of the reception was a middle-aged man, sophisticated in the world, he clasped his fists at each of them, and said: "Several Taoist priests, please board the boat here, the seven Daoists from Quanzhen Sect are visiting the village right now..."
Zhen Zhibing was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said, "That's great, Master and the others have arrived!"
Several Taoist priests boarded a small boat one after another, and the boatman saw that everyone was present, and slowly drove the boat away from the ferry with poles.
The middle-aged man who was in charge of the reception watched the little Taoist priests' boats leave, and only then had time to come and see Hou Qingyun. When he saw it, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "So it's you, young man!"
Hou Qingyun was a little surprised and said, "Why, do you know me?"
The middle-aged man said: "How can we not know you, young man, we all saw young man's skill with our own eyes that day!"
The middle-aged man recalled that day when Hou Qingyun threw Lu Guanying into the air, that kind of skill he had never seen before, how could he dare to be negligent?
This guy had an ordinary face, but his eyes were shining. Maybe it was because of his characteristic of knowing people and never forgetting that he was sent to guard the ferry to be in charge of reception.
"Young man, this way please." The middle-aged receptionist hurriedly called a small boat and sent Hou Qingyun aboard. The boat floated on the emerald green lake. Hou Qingyun sat on the boat and watched a group of small boats rowing on the lake from time to time. However, it is full of quack men, and I can't help but smile.
"It seems that the name of the old liar is still very famous."
The scenery of Taihu Lake is still the same, with faint green hills in the distance, shrouded in clouds and mist, rippling blue waves on the lake, and little boats lined up among them, it is really a beautiful lake and mountains.
At this moment, he revisited his old place. Although Li Yiqi left without knowing why, he felt a little disappointed, but when he thought that he might see Xia Gulan in a short time, Hou Qingyun felt a little hopeful in his heart.
The boat drove for about ten miles on the lake, and Hou Qingyun looked around and could already see Guiyun Manor on the shore not far away, but the scenery on the river bank outside the manor was quite different at this moment.
The originally empty river bank was bustling with people at this time, several large platforms were set up beside the water, and various colored flags were planted around the platforms, buzzing and fluttering in the wind.There are people on the stage who are competing, and the people watching the excitement in twos and threes in the audience give out bursts of applause from time to time.
Hou Qingyun looked at the fun, and praised in his heart: This method is very good, let them fight on stage, and save so many gangsters from having nothing to do together, but I don't know if it was Qiu Qianren's or Lu Chengfeng's idea.
When the boat docked, Hou Qingyun clasped his fists at the pole supporter, turned around and stepped onto the pier. He was not in a hurry to find Qiu Qianren, but went to the middle of a competition platform to join in the fun.
As soon as he approached, the crowd in front suddenly burst into an uproar, dodging to the sides one after another, revealing their faces on the stage.
Hou Qingyun was surprised, and secretly said: "Why, welcome me like this?"
Suddenly something flew in front of him from the stage, Hou Qingyun didn't have time to think about it, so he took a few steps back, and with a bang, a person fell in front of him, fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, and there was a sound of laughter all around, Hou Qingyun Qingyun also smiled: They are trying to avoid this hidden weapon of human flesh.
The ground on the river bank was wet and soft, and the person would not be hurt if he fell heavily, but embarrassment was unavoidable. The person groaned on the ground for a while, but he couldn't get up.
Before Hou Qingyun had time to see the face of this person clearly, the top of his head suddenly darkened, and he hurriedly avoided it. With a 'boom', another person flew down, and fell like the person just now.
"Hahahaha!" The surrounding onlookers were all laughing, and no one went to help the two. A woman on the stage said proudly: "The two brats of the Yellow River Gang, are you ready to obey now?"
Hou Qingyun was startled, but he saw two women on the stage in fluttering colorful clothes and various accessories hanging on their bodies, which were somewhat similar to the He Yuanjun he saw that day. The two stood proudly holding swords, looking at the two women who were lying on the ground People laughed.
One of the onlookers laughed and said, "The two fairies are unparalleled in swordsmanship. If it weren't for the fairies who have the heart of a Bodhisattva to show mercy, these two little ghosts might really become dead ghosts!"
After the man finished speaking, he burst out laughing, and everyone laughed along with him.Hou Qingyun squatted down and helped the two of them up. Seeing that they were dizzy, their faces were covered in mud and they couldn't see their faces clearly, he took out a cloth belt and wiped them off.
Someone on the sidelines said: "Brother, these two brats from the Yellow River gang have nothing to do, let them eat mud!"
Hou Qingyun glanced at the person who spoke, and the person's eyes met Hou Qingyun's. Seeing the cold light in Hou Qingyun's eyes, they suddenly shuddered and stopped talking.
After Hou Qingyun wiped off the dirt on the face of one of them and saw his face clearly, he shook his head and sighed: "Fourth Senior Brother..."
That's right, this person is exactly Qian Qingjian, the imp in the 'Four Ghosts of the Yellow River', 'Sangmen Axe'!
As for the person next to Qian Qingjian, Hou Qingyun could tell his identity even without wiping it. It was Wu Qinglie, the second ghost, the 'Death Gun'.
The surface of Taihu Lake is still rippling with blue waves, but the scene at this time is no longer as lonely as before.
On the shimmering lake, while small boats were swaying in twos and threes, there were also many passenger boats waiting for the ferry at the riverside ferry. Groups of heroes of the river and lake came up or down, which was very lively.
At this time, Hou Qingyun was dressed in a coarse cloth short shirt, carried a long sword, and was dressed in the standard gangster style. He was following several gray-clothed Taoist priests unhurriedly.
He met these few Taoist priests not long ago. They are not very old but have a steady gait and a calm demeanor, obviously they have cultivated internal skills.The group of them was on their way to the ferry of Taihu Lake.
Look at the costumes of these little Taoist priests, they are somewhat similar to those of the Quanzhen Seven Sons, could they be from the Quanzhen sect?
A white-faced and beardless little Taoist priest asked: "Brother Yin, do you think Master and the others have already arrived at Guiyun Village?"
The young Taoist priest called Senior Brother Yin shook his head and said, "I don't know. Earlier, Master and several seniors and uncles sneaked into Jiangnan when they heard that there were evil people wandering in the south of the Yangtze River. Book, told us to come to Yunzhuang to meet, but we haven't found any trace of the demon yet."
Another Taoist priest with a short beard said: "Senior brother Yin, what kind of monster is that?"
Brother Yin said: "It seems that he is a blind man who plays the qin. His name is unknown. He specializes in attacking the enemy with the sound of the qin. His skill is unknown and very strange. After receiving the subpoena, the real master called his uncles and uncles to discuss it. , that’s why we decided to go south to kill the monsters together.”
"Using the sound of the piano to hurt people?" The little Taoist priest with a white face and beardless face was a little surprised, with a longing look on his face, he said: "This method is elegant!"
The Taoist priest with a short beard snorted, and said, "Junior Brother Zhen, what expression do you have on your face? How can the evil and heretical things compare to the kung fu mastery of our Quanzhen Sect!"
Junior brother Zhen was taught by the short-bearded Taoist priest, paused for a while, and said: "The kung fu of our Quanzhen sect is indeed subtle, but it is also unique to be able to turn rhythm into martial arts to hurt people!"
The short-bearded Taoist said disdainfully: "Even if there is something unique, if it is used on that Yaoxie, it is Yaoxie's kung fu!"
Junior brother Zhen immediately argued: "Brother Zhao, what you said is wrong. If some demons steal the kung fu taught by us Quanzhen and do evil things, will our kung fu also become the kung fu of evil spirits?"
"This——" Short-bearded Taoist priest Zhao was speechless when he was retorted by Junior Brother Zhen, and suddenly said in a strange way: "Junior Brother Zhen, could it be that you were fascinated by that female devil? Don't make your mind faint, and waste more than ten years of cold and heat work!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Junior brother Zhen was suddenly shattered by his yelling, his face flushed, and he said, "She... is not a devil..."
Taoist Zhao sneered again and again.
Hou Qingyun listened amusedly from behind, "These Taoist priests can't be the three wonderful flowers of Yin Zhiping, Zhao Zhijing, and Zhen Zhibing!"
"Okay, don't argue with each other. Our Quanzhen Kungfu is profound and profound. Even if it is stolen by the bad guys, without the supplement of internal strength and mental skills, it will only have a shape and won't make a difference."
"Senior Brother Yin is right."
Several Taoist priests and Hou Qingyun arrived at the riverside ferry one after the other, and the person in charge of reception clasped his hands and fists to the Taoist priests, and said: "Dare to ask the Taoist priests, but are they from the Quanzhen sect?" These are poor juniors, Zhao Zhijing, Zhen Zhibing, Wang Zhitan, Li Zhichang..."
What a group of weirdos.
The Taihu hero who was in charge of the reception was a middle-aged man, sophisticated in the world, he clasped his fists at each of them, and said: "Several Taoist priests, please board the boat here, the seven Daoists from Quanzhen Sect are visiting the village right now..."
Zhen Zhibing was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said, "That's great, Master and the others have arrived!"
Several Taoist priests boarded a small boat one after another, and the boatman saw that everyone was present, and slowly drove the boat away from the ferry with poles.
The middle-aged man who was in charge of the reception watched the little Taoist priests' boats leave, and only then had time to come and see Hou Qingyun. When he saw it, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "So it's you, young man!"
Hou Qingyun was a little surprised and said, "Why, do you know me?"
The middle-aged man said: "How can we not know you, young man, we all saw young man's skill with our own eyes that day!"
The middle-aged man recalled that day when Hou Qingyun threw Lu Guanying into the air, that kind of skill he had never seen before, how could he dare to be negligent?
This guy had an ordinary face, but his eyes were shining. Maybe it was because of his characteristic of knowing people and never forgetting that he was sent to guard the ferry to be in charge of reception.
"Young man, this way please." The middle-aged receptionist hurriedly called a small boat and sent Hou Qingyun aboard. The boat floated on the emerald green lake. Hou Qingyun sat on the boat and watched a group of small boats rowing on the lake from time to time. However, it is full of quack men, and I can't help but smile.
"It seems that the name of the old liar is still very famous."
The scenery of Taihu Lake is still the same, with faint green hills in the distance, shrouded in clouds and mist, rippling blue waves on the lake, and little boats lined up among them, it is really a beautiful lake and mountains.
At this moment, he revisited his old place. Although Li Yiqi left without knowing why, he felt a little disappointed, but when he thought that he might see Xia Gulan in a short time, Hou Qingyun felt a little hopeful in his heart.
The boat drove for about ten miles on the lake, and Hou Qingyun looked around and could already see Guiyun Manor on the shore not far away, but the scenery on the river bank outside the manor was quite different at this moment.
The originally empty river bank was bustling with people at this time, several large platforms were set up beside the water, and various colored flags were planted around the platforms, buzzing and fluttering in the wind.There are people on the stage who are competing, and the people watching the excitement in twos and threes in the audience give out bursts of applause from time to time.
Hou Qingyun looked at the fun, and praised in his heart: This method is very good, let them fight on stage, and save so many gangsters from having nothing to do together, but I don't know if it was Qiu Qianren's or Lu Chengfeng's idea.
When the boat docked, Hou Qingyun clasped his fists at the pole supporter, turned around and stepped onto the pier. He was not in a hurry to find Qiu Qianren, but went to the middle of a competition platform to join in the fun.
As soon as he approached, the crowd in front suddenly burst into an uproar, dodging to the sides one after another, revealing their faces on the stage.
Hou Qingyun was surprised, and secretly said: "Why, welcome me like this?"
Suddenly something flew in front of him from the stage, Hou Qingyun didn't have time to think about it, so he took a few steps back, and with a bang, a person fell in front of him, fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, and there was a sound of laughter all around, Hou Qingyun Qingyun also smiled: They are trying to avoid this hidden weapon of human flesh.
The ground on the river bank was wet and soft, and the person would not be hurt if he fell heavily, but embarrassment was unavoidable. The person groaned on the ground for a while, but he couldn't get up.
Before Hou Qingyun had time to see the face of this person clearly, the top of his head suddenly darkened, and he hurriedly avoided it. With a 'boom', another person flew down, and fell like the person just now.
"Hahahaha!" The surrounding onlookers were all laughing, and no one went to help the two. A woman on the stage said proudly: "The two brats of the Yellow River Gang, are you ready to obey now?"
Hou Qingyun was startled, but he saw two women on the stage in fluttering colorful clothes and various accessories hanging on their bodies, which were somewhat similar to the He Yuanjun he saw that day. The two stood proudly holding swords, looking at the two women who were lying on the ground People laughed.
One of the onlookers laughed and said, "The two fairies are unparalleled in swordsmanship. If it weren't for the fairies who have the heart of a Bodhisattva to show mercy, these two little ghosts might really become dead ghosts!"
After the man finished speaking, he burst out laughing, and everyone laughed along with him.Hou Qingyun squatted down and helped the two of them up. Seeing that they were dizzy, their faces were covered in mud and they couldn't see their faces clearly, he took out a cloth belt and wiped them off.
Someone on the sidelines said: "Brother, these two brats from the Yellow River gang have nothing to do, let them eat mud!"
Hou Qingyun glanced at the person who spoke, and the person's eyes met Hou Qingyun's. Seeing the cold light in Hou Qingyun's eyes, they suddenly shuddered and stopped talking.
After Hou Qingyun wiped off the dirt on the face of one of them and saw his face clearly, he shook his head and sighed: "Fourth Senior Brother..."
That's right, this person is exactly Qian Qingjian, the imp in the 'Four Ghosts of the Yellow River', 'Sangmen Axe'!
As for the person next to Qian Qingjian, Hou Qingyun could tell his identity even without wiping it. It was Wu Qinglie, the second ghost, the 'Death Gun'.
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