Smiling Proud Floating Life

The temple is far away, passing through a pine forest, a flat field suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, there were at least six to seven hundred people standing in the dark.A straight avenue led to the crowd, and Linghu Chong walked along the avenue.

Walking closer, I saw a small pavilion among the crowd. It was used for traveling and resting on the mountain road, and the structure was quite simple.The group of people surrounded the gazebo, about several feet apart, but they did not approach.

Linghu Chong approached more than ten zhang, and saw an old man in white in the pavilion, sitting alone at a wooden table drinking wine, although this person was sitting, he was still about the height of an ordinary person.

Linghu Chong saw that he was still drinking calmly under the siege of a group of enemies, he couldn't help admiring him, few heroes he had seen or heard in his life were so heroic.She walked forward slowly and squeezed into the crowd.Those people all stared at the old man in white, paying no attention to Linghu Chong's approach.

Linghu Chong looked at the old man intently, and saw that he had a handsome appearance, a long and sparse tuft of white beard under his chin, hanging on his chest, holding a wine glass, looking at the place where the loess earth and the blue sky meet in the distance, surrounding him The crowd turned a blind eye.He was carrying a bundle on his back, and when he looked at his waist again, it turned out that he didn't even carry a weapon.

Linghu Chong didn't know the origin of this old man's name, he didn't know why so many people in the martial arts wanted to make things difficult for him, and he didn't know whether he was right or wrong, but he just admired his arrogance like no one else. Unknowingly, there was a feeling of sympathy and sympathy for each other, so he strode forward and said loudly: "Senior, please, you drink alone, you are lonely, I will accompany you to drink." Walking into the gazebo, I bowed to him, Then sat down.

The old man turned his head and glanced at Linghu Chong with two cold eyes. Seeing that she was not wielding a weapon and had a sick face, she was a young man he had never met before. A slight look of surprise appeared on her face. He snorted and did not answer. .Linghu Chong picked up the jug, poured wine into the wine glass in front of the old man first, then poured wine into the other glass, raised his glass and said, "Please!" He drank the wine dry with a bang, the wine was extremely strong, The entrance was cut like a knife, and it flowed into the stomach like countless coals, and praised loudly: "Good wine!"

I could only hear a big man outside the gazebo yelling in a rough voice: "Wu that boy, come out quickly! We have to follow Xiang Wentian as hard as we can, and don't get in the way here." Linghu Chong laughed and said, "I'm going to drink with the old man, what's in your way?" What's the matter?" He poured another glass of wine, with a gurgling sound, tilted his neck back and poured it into his mouth, raised his thumb, and said, "Good wine!"

A cold voice from the left said: "Boy, go away, don't waste your life here. We are ordered by the Eastern Hierarch to capture the traitor Xiang Wentian. If others come to disturb him, he will die a miserable death." Speak." Linghu Chong looked towards the source of the voice, and saw that the speaker was a thin man with a face like gold paper, wearing black clothes and a yellow belt around his waist.There were two or three hundred people standing beside him, all dressed in black, but with belts of various colors around their waists.Linghu Chong suddenly remembered that when he saw Qu Yang, the elder of the Demon Sect outside Hengshan City, he was wearing such black clothes, and he vaguely remembered the yellow belt around his waist.The thin man said that he was ordered by the leader of the East to hunt down traitors, so these people are members of the Demon Cult. Could it be that the thin man is also an elder of the Demon Cult?

While thinking about it, she poured another glass of wine, raised her neck to dry it, and praised: "Good wine!" Xiang Wentian said to the old man in white: "Old senior Xiang, I drank three glasses of wine from you, thank you, thank you!"

Suddenly someone from Dongshou shouted: "This kid is Linghu Chong, an abandoned disciple of Huashan School." Linghu Chong glanced around and recognized the speaker as Hou Renying, a disciple of Qingcheng School.At this time, if you look carefully, there are quite a few figures beside him from the Five Sacred Sword Sect.It turned out that the martial arts people present here were actually a mixture of good and evil, and they all came by one person.

The thin man of the Devil's Cult shouted: "Your surname, Xiang, come with us to see the leader, and ask him to let go of the old man. There may be no way out. You are also a hero of our sect. Do you really want to fight with blood and blood? Are others joking?" Xiang Wentian said hi, raised his glass and took a sip of the wine, but there was a choking sound.

Linghu Chong was surprised when he saw an iron chain tied between his hands: "So he escaped from the prison, and he hasn't even taken off the shackles on his hands." He felt more sympathy for him, and thought to himself "This man has no ability to resist, so I will help him resist for a while, and just die here in a daze." Unexpectedly, because of this sudden idea, Linghu Chong got acquainted with the elder of the Demon Sect Xiang Wentian and the two teamed up to retreat from the enemy, fought fiercely to break through several times, and managed to break through the encirclement for the two of them, and escaped!Xiang Wentian admired her very much, and the two formed a brother-sister friendship of Jinlan on the way.

After finally getting out of the dead ground, both of them were very tired, they leaned against the rocks and closed their eyes to rest their minds.Linghu Chong soon fell asleep.In her sleep, Yingying suddenly saw three roasted frogs in her hand, and asked, "Did you forget me?" Linghu Chong said loudly, "No, no! You, where are you going?" Already?" Seeing Yingying's shadow disappearing suddenly, she hurriedly shouted: "Don't go! I have a lot to tell you." Seeing swords, spears and halberds coming one after another, she yelled and woke up.Xiang Wentian smiled and said: "Have you dreamed about your lover? You have to talk a lot? I don't know which kid is so lucky that you like it." Linghu Chong blushed, and he didn't know what he said in his sleep.

Xiang Wentian said: "Little sister, if you want to see your lover, you can only go to him after your injury has been healed and cured." Linghu Chong said sadly: "I... I don't have a lover. Besides, my injury is incurable. Alright." Xiang Wentian said: "I owe you my life, even though I am my sister, I always feel uncomfortable, I must pay you back my life. I will take you to a place, and I will surely heal your injury."

Although Linghu Chong said that life and death had long been ignored, it was out of helplessness after all, so he had no choice but to deal with it indifferently. He heard Xiang Wentian say that his injury could be cured. If this statement came from someone else, he might not be able to believe it, but Xiang Wentian has done it before. The human ability and martial arts are so high, I have never seen it in my life except Grand Master Uncle Feng Qingyang. The weight of his understatement is indescribable, and a feeling of joy surged in my heart, and said: " I...I..." said two words of "I", but couldn't continue.At this time, a cold moon shone down from the mouth of the valley, clearing the sky, although the valley was still gloomy, but in Linghu Chong's eyes, it was like sunshine.

Xiang Wentian said: "Let's go to see a person. This person has a very weird temper, so we can't let him know in advance. Little sister, if you trust me, I will arrange everything." Linghu Chong said: "Then why not believe it? Brother is Trying to cure my injury is a dead horse treating a living horse as a doctor, and there is no hope for it. It is a blessing to be cured well, and it is an unexpected joy, and it is a matter of course if it cannot be cured!"

Xiang Wentian smiled slightly, and said: "Little sister, you and I are the same in life and death, and we should never hide anything from you. But this matter, we must not reveal the mechanism beforehand, and we will tell you clearly afterwards." Linghu Chong said: " Brother, don’t worry, I’ll do whatever you say.” Xiang Wentian said, “Yes, little sister, I’m the right emissary of the Sun Moon God Sect, and in the eyes of you Orthodox believers, our behavior is unavoidable. Strange and evil. My brother wants you to do something. If you succeed, it will be of great benefit to heal your wounds. But as I said before, this matter is also used by my brother. I want to wrong you and suffer. " Linghu Chong patted himself on the chest, and said: "Since you and I have married Jinlan, my life is yours. What's the point of suffering? The most important thing in life is loyalty, can you still bargain and say good or bad?" Wentian was very happy, and said: "Then we don't need to say thank you." Linghu Chong said: "Of course!"

Ever since she started studying art at the Huashan School, she has devoted all her heart to her younger junior sister. Although she has a good relationship with Lu Da, she only takes care of him as a better junior. "Friendship beyond life", the true taste of giving your life to a friend.In fact, Yu Xiang Wentian's life experience, past, and people know very little, far less than Shi Daizi, Gao Genming and other juniors. at the turn of.

In the early morning of the next day, the two traveled eastward in a radial direction. After traveling for two days, they reached the edge of the De Canal, abandoned their car and took a boat, and turned southward.In the boat for a long day, Xiang Wentian talked about anecdotes and anecdotes in the Jianghu.Linghu Chong had never heard of many things, and he heard them with great interest.But when it came to the Demon Cult on Heimuya, Xiang Wentian never mentioned it, and Linghu Chong didn't ask either.

This day was about to arrive in Hangzhou, Xiang Wentian deliberately made up for Linghu Chong and himself in the boat, cut off some of Linghu Chong's hair, then cut it short for a mustache, and glued it to Linghu Chong's upper lip.After all the preparations were done, he left the boat and landed, bought two horses, and rode into Hangzhou City.

Xiang Wentian turned eastward and westward, and took Linghu Chong to meet the four friends from Jiangnan who lived in seclusion in Meizhuang, Hangzhou. Under Xiang Wentian's deliberate arrangement, the four friends from Jiangnan finally fell into the trap and mistook Linghu Chong for the former director of the Demon Sect, Wo Xing. Imprisoned in the black prison at the bottom of the lake in Hangzhou.

No.20 Seven Dead Trees End in Spring

Linghu Chong didn't know how long he had been in a coma, and finally woke up, his head was so painful that it seemed to be split open, and his ears still sounded like thunder, rumbling continuously.Opening his eyes, it was pitch black, and he didn't know where he was. He tried to stand up, but he didn't have any strength in his body. He was sad, anxious, and passed out again.

When I woke up for the second time, I still had a severe headache, but the sound in my ears was much quieter. I just felt that my body was cold and hard, as if I was lying on steel. When I reached out to touch it, I felt that there was an iron plate under the straw mat. With such a movement of the right hand, there was a sound