Qi Yue Wuyi

The old monk was sitting in the living room, listening attentively to what the second master said. Seeing the two coming over, he hurriedly waved the second master away, leaning on the chair as if it was difficult to stand up.

"Master Blue Ribbon, wait a moment, I have prepared a carriage for you..."

"The carriage is too bumpy. Isn't there a canal near here? Let's go by boat." Yan Zhuifeng said.

"It's much more convenient to go south by boat, so Diao will arrange someone to take you to the pier." The old monk said to the second master, "Which boat is going to the south of the Yangtze River today?"

"Don't bother, I've already ordered my servants to pick up the boat today." Yan Zhuifeng stood up and glanced at Nanfeng, "Let's wait at the ferry."

"I'm not going! I have to go down the mountain!" Nanfeng said dissatisfied.

Yan Zhuifeng smiled: "The way down the mountain is not difficult..."

"Don't worry, you two. I'll find a few people to carry you down." The old monk said with a smile, and the second head immediately ran to give orders. After a while, a sedan chair made of two wicker chairs was carried over. The head of the house smirked and said, "Please, both of you."

"I'm really sorry for your trouble." Blue Ribbon glanced at Nanfeng, "What else do you have to complain about?"

"Hmph, it seems that I am making trouble for no reason." Nanfeng said so, and he picked a sedan chair that looked better and sat down. He tilted his head and pretended to be an uncle. Get down, put your elbows on the armrest, gently rest your chin with one hand, and two strong men lift them up.

They were carried out of the hall. The morning was not yet hot, and the old monk's sedan chair was also carried out behind. The road down the mountain was relatively gentle. In addition, the mountain was low and densely forested, and there were shade trees along the way. Nanfeng squinted his eyes and pretended to be asleep. , I really can’t be bothered to pay attention to these people, Yan Zhuifeng was thoughtful along the way, and he didn’t know who he was planning. As for the old monk, he squinted his eyes and didn’t know whether he was in meditation or observing something. In short, a few people arrived at a nearby It was already noon at the ferry.

There was a tea shed nearby, and the commander of the second master drove away all the guests enjoying the cool air in the tea shed, and led them to monopolize the tea shed. The owner of the tea shed was still shaking when he poured tea for them. Ask carefully: "Master Blue Ribbon, when will your ship arrive?"

"I told them to wait early in the morning, these lazy people, I must teach them a lesson later." Yan Zhuifeng raised his brows, obviously angry, the old monk nodded with a smile, and secretly rushed to the second The head of the house made a gesture, and the second head of the house ran away for a while and then came back, looking a little panicked not knowing what happened.

"Could it be that something happened to the host in the temple? Then go back earlier, the two of us just wait here."

"No, it's not a big deal, I'll just tell my second brother to go." The second master supported the old monk to the side, and the old monk reprimanded in a low voice: "Why do you have eyes? How dare you rob his boat?"

"I... the little ones didn't know about this... and that ship is so beautiful... I think there must be a lot of good things on it." The second master scratched his head.

The old monk sighed: "That's all, I don't think there are any important people on board, who are those people on board?"

"They were all employees on ordinary ships, and they were all killed according to the usual practice. I thought that if there were any of his subordinates, they should be named, and it would be good to show off their martial arts skills. There are really no martial arts practitioners on the ship. People." The second master said, "It's just that there are no guests on that boat, and it's not a cargo ship. I just heard him say that someone will get a boat to pick them up, so I didn't realize whether they were picking them up."

"Forget it, this kind of hired boat is the same everywhere. Hurry up and buy him a similar one, and remember to give him more money so that the wind will not leak out of your mouth." When you see the ship is ready, do it. I often tell you to follow more. This kind of ship with no one and no cargo can not get oil and water and offend people. This time, it is thanks to the kid who went to visit in disguise, otherwise we Brothers must fold in a few."

"Yes, yes, I've made a note of it." Er Dangjia nodded and said with a bow.

"Go and prepare, it's just a boat, it's not worth a lot of money." The old monk returned to the table tremblingly, and waved his hand, "Follow my orders, everything will be fine."

"Yes, yes, I'll do it now." The second leader ran away, Yan Zhuifeng smiled: "As expected of the host, he can be regarded as a person who can be alone now."

"Hey, what kind of person is he? He's young, and his work is not reliable. It will take a lot of time to be on his own." The old monk said with a smile, "Master Blue Ribbon is here this time, is it because of Yan Bai's business?"

"Recently there are rumors in the world that our Longyang Wuwei first killed Peng Kun and then Yan Bai. What kind of people are those two people? No, I was also sent to investigate." Yan Zhuifeng yawned, "Although there is no evidence, this matter is most likely caused by the Western Demon Cult. You know more about Yan Bai's presidency than I do. , I also advise you to be careful here."

"The opponent of the Western Demon Cult is the Central Plains Wulin, for no reason..."

"Two years ago, the Western Demon Cult left Guardian and Sword God fought. Although it was evenly divided, but judging from the current situation, the Western Demon Cult lost a lot. We small fish and shrimps should be cautious, and don't be theirs. What do you think, host?" Yan Zhuifeng picked up the tea bowl with a smile.

The old monk was sweating coldly, he was frowning, he didn't know what he was thinking about, and he looked restless, when Yan Zhuifeng suddenly heard Yan Zhuifeng say loudly: "Tea!" The old monk was frightened, and the tea bowl in his hand was touched Fell on the ground, he quickly jumped up, picked up the clothes soaked in tea, saw Yan Zhuifeng smiled, picked up his tea bowl and handed it to the boss who came up slowly, and said softly: "Boss, The tea is gone."

The old monk looked embarrassed, and sat back again. The boss straightened the teacup and poured water on him. He waved the boss away, and asked in a low voice, "My lord, tell me, is Yan Bai dead or alive now?" ?”

"The host is joking, it's not groundless for Yan Bai to be rumored to be a god and ghost, isn't it?"

"It is true that he is said to be a god and ghost. He has profound internal strength and extraordinary intelligence, but his swordsmanship is mediocre. Such a person, we small fish and shrimps are not helpless." The host took a sip of tea, " I still don't quite understand that Yan Bai's swordsmanship can only be regarded as middle-class, but he has friends everywhere and all of them are masters among masters. It's unimaginable what kind of people he will provoke if he offends him. Why didn't anyone speak up for him after he died?"

"It doesn't matter where or how Yan Bai died. Although he has many powerful friends, he rarely asks his friends for help."

"I don't believe he can become a legend in the Jianghu with few people supporting him."

"It is true that he has no one to support him, and he is indeed a legend in the Jianghu." Yan Zhuifeng said, "It is rumored in the Jianghu that he died, because someone saw him burnt to death in a fire, but no one is alive or dead, so who knows? Can it be said that he is really dead? Who can say that he will not turn into a ghost and climb up from the eighteenth floor of hell?"

"Is it so mysterious!"

"Yanbai has a lot of friends and often asks his friends to do things, but Yanbai didn't entrust them, and his group of friends can't do anything. This is the rule set by Yanbai." Yan Zhuifeng said, "I'd rather he If he is alive, if he is really dead... this matter will be difficult."

"How to say?"

"Since you want to kill a generation of legends in Jianghu, why don't you see people alive and dead? Yan Bai's friends are all over the world, where can he run with that corpse? It's not easy to avoid the eyes of those people, right? "Yan Zhuifeng said, "Killing people and destroying corpses, making him live but not dead, no matter how I think about it, it can only be for one purpose."

Yan Zhuifeng smiled, stretched out a finger dipped in tea and wrote four words on the table, "Borrowing a Corpse to Return the Soul".

"How could the disguise technique fool the eyes of those masters?"

"What if there is only a letter?" Yan Zhuifeng said, "The purpose of sending back Yan Bai's inseparable sword is to make them believe that Yan Bai is still alive, and then receive Yan Bai's letter, how will they feel? It took so much If you have worked hard to do this game, you can't easily withdraw your hand if you don't get enough money, if someone really imitated Yan Bai's tone and handwriting early in the morning..."

"That person can secretly manipulate the top martial arts masters to become the true co-lord of the martial arts..."

"Not only martial arts, but also the imperial court." Yan Zhuifeng said with a smile, "The so-called people don't fight with officials, it refers to a group of good people who have no power to restrain chickens. The masters in the rivers and lakes are unknown. How long can we resist against them?"

The old monk gritted his teeth: "Then what can we do?"

"I don't know, if it were me, I would just keep my tail between my legs for the time being." Yan Zhuifeng stood up, "Ah, the boat seems to be coming, we should go."

An exquisite boat slowly approached the shore. Nanfeng glared at Yan Zhuifeng, and boarded the boat unconvinced. Yan Zhuifeng stood on the side of the boat with a smile and said goodbye to everyone. in the cabin.

Nan Feng sat down depressed: "Ah, it's so annoying, what's the use of scaring that old man for so long."

"Catch big fish with a long line." Yan Zhuifeng smiled, "We should go to Taibai Temple."

"Are you really going to steal that sword?" Nan Feng asked.

"Don't you dare?"

"I... will be beaten by my father..."

"It's easy to be afraid of being beaten, you just need to be your third son at ease." Yan Zhuifeng said with a smile, "I'll take care of the other things."

"How could they give that baby to you, an irrelevant person?"

"I am not an irrelevant person." Yan Zhuifeng smiled, "When tomorrow comes, I will be your father."

"Don't make fun of me. Dad is not so easy to pretend."

"What if I can pretend to be?"

"If you can fool my eyes, I will reluctantly call you Dad."

"That's what you said." Yan Zhuifeng smiled, "You're really going to be in trouble this time."