[Peerless Double Arrogance] The history of blackening of five good youths

After an unknown amount of time, the boat stopped slowly, and the man in Tsing Yi appeared again, leading everyone to disembark.

Hua Wuque looked around, the boundless desert was like a yellow sea, and the continuous sand dunes were undulating like waves in the strong wind, and between the waves, there seemed to be a small island-like town looming.

The man in Tsing Yi beckoned to the crowd, bowed his waist first, and walked forward with difficulty against the strong wind, and the crowd also grabbed their robes tightly and followed closely behind.

After walking for about a cup of tea, the wind miraculously disappeared suddenly, and everyone seemed to have walked into a huge invisible hood, the raging wind and flying sand were completely blocked out, and the mirage-like The town is located exactly in this hood.

Everyone was amazed and busy shaking off the sand from their bodies, but the man in Tsing Yi smiled and said: "Tomorrow is April [-]th, and the auction will be held at the largest restaurant in the town. Until then, everyone can have fun , except for the gambling house, all places don’t need money.” He said while leading everyone into a three-story inn in the town.

As soon as they stepped into the spacious and gorgeous hall, more than a dozen teenagers in spotless white gowns came towards them and brought them into the guest room. Everyone's attitude towards them was impeccable and polite.

Hua Wuque looked around, but saw that the decoration of the guest room was extremely meticulous and tidy, it could even be said to be gorgeous, and there was a soft and comfortable bed covered with brocade, and there were several strings of fingernail-sized hanging hanging from the bed curtain. If you don't look out of the window, you will think that you are in the gentle town on the Qinhuai River.

The Wild Goose Pavilion is really a great deal, but one doesn't know what shocking and precious things will be sold.

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At night, Hua Wuque sat alone at the table, staring at the candle in a daze.Previously, he had never expected that Yan Pavilion would bring a group of people to such a remote place. It would take nearly three days to return to Longmen Town from here, and then go to Jiangnan from Longmen Town...

Hua Wuque frowned and thought secretly that Yulang's memorial day was approaching, so it seemed that he had to meet the master of the Yan Pavilion as soon as possible.

At this time, a boy in white shirt knocked on the door and came in, and added a brazier for Hua Wuque. The weather in the desert is weird. It's really going to be too cold to stay.

After adding the brazier, the boy in white shirt handed over another piece of red note, stating the items to be auctioned on the first day and the auction time.Hua Wuque glanced around and was shocked. From Sichuan Tangmen's drug poison to Songshan Shaolin's Wuxiang Kung Fu, there are many secrecy and untold skills in it. Fortunately, Yihua Palace's "Mingyu Kung Fu" and "Transferring Flowers and Connecting Jade" are not included in the auction.

The white-clothed boy said from the side: "Why doesn't this distinguished guest go out for a walk? We have invited many famous chefs here, including light Jiangsu and Zhejiang dishes, as well as spicy Hunan dishes, which will definitely make the guests worthwhile. Have you ever used After dinner, you can try your luck at the gambling house, or take a trip to the Piaoxiangyuan to enjoy the kindness of the beautiful people and relieve the fatigue of the long journey."

Speaking of this, he took his eyes off Hua Wuque, and saw that he seemed not interested, so he continued: "If the distinguished guests don't like beautiful women, there is also a Nanfeng Pavilion near Piaoxiangyuan, and some of them are from outsiders. , blond hair and blue eyes, don't have a charm."

Hua Wuque frowned slightly, and realized that this was not only an auction, but also a gold sales cave.But whether it's food, drink, money or sex, it's not what he wants, so after thinking about it, he said: "I want to see your pavilion master, I wonder if my little brother can do anything?"

The white-clothed boy respectfully said: "Your honored guest, please don't make things difficult for a villain. A villain speaks lightly, so what can you do? But the honored guest may wish to find Mr. Liu in the gambling shop, maybe he can pass on a message, I don't know."

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Hua Wuque had never been in a gambling house before, but at this moment he was standing in the luxuriously furnished hall, with the clear and pleasant knocking of chips ringing in his ears.

Everyone here is betting, everyone is concentrating on their bets, and what is even more frightening is that they are all wearing the same robes and masks. At first glance, it seems that they are betting with themselves .

Of course, no matter where you are, there are not only people who gamble, but also people who fight, because there will always be one or two people in the gambling shop who have bad luck, and it is inevitable that they will be extra irritable when they lose their pants.Not long after Hua Wuque entered the door, two people started fighting after a disagreement. A gambling table was smashed to pieces, and the dice and chips were scattered all over the floor.The people around didn't stop them either, they just looked on coldly, neither far nor near.

At this time, a young man in white shirt came quickly and shouted: "The rules of Yan Pavilion, no private fighting in the gambling house."

One of them hesitated slightly after hearing this, and the burly man who was fighting with him saw the opportunity, knocked him to the ground with a punch, moved his shoulders, and said with disdain: "Your Pavilion Master, come here!" It's a bit of weight to say, you are a weak chicken, how dare you meddle in your grandpa's business?"

The white-clothed boy didn't feel annoyed, and said coldly: "The boundary of the Yan Pavilion does not allow you to act wild."

The big man crossed his arms and said with a sneer, "It's just a news dealer, so what can I do?"

Before the white-clothed boy could reply, Master Liu who was boarding the boat with Yinghua Wuque walked over from the side, waved the boy to step back, ignored the big man, and only bowed to the people around him, Then he suddenly said in a loud voice: "Although my Yan Pavilion has always strictly kept the secrets of the guests, those who do not follow the rules are not included." Then, he pointed at the big man and said: "This man's name is Fei Xihe, the second son of the Dian Cang Sect. Disciple, after the massacre of senior brother was defeated, he fled to northern Yunnan. He likes to abuse women the most. The murder of 51 people in Qibaozhuang five years ago and the murder of 23 people in Qingyun Mountain three years ago were all done by this person. If you have any relationship with this person Enmity, or willingness to do justice for the heavens, you can do whatever you want, Yan Pavilion will never intervene."

The big man froze like a bear, and then tremblingly said: "You...you..." He is not stupid, he knows that not only his identity is exposed now, but even the unknown scandals he committed in the past have also been shaken. It is clean, even if there is no enemy here, there is no guarantee that there will be no one who does not want his life.At the moment, he didn't make any more entanglements, so he had to give the man in Tsing Yi a bitter look, and was about to sneak into the crowd, but was stopped in the middle by the three people in the shape of "pin".

When Hua Wuque saw this, he stopped looking at it. The fate of this big man couldn't be more obvious.Who would be an ordinary person who could do business with Yan Pavilion?Enemies and conflicts of interests are unavoidable in this arena.Now that they hide their identities and gather in this desert, they will live in peace for the time being. Once they are exposed, they will be like rabbits locked in a pride of lions. How can they survive?

Master Liu seemed to be thinking the same way, he shook his sleeves, as if shaking off some dust, and then walked away.Hua Wuque took a few steps and followed behind. Master Liu seemed to have eyes, but he stopped, turned around to meet him, and bowed respectfully, "What orders does this honored guest have?"

Hua Wuque nodded slightly, and said, "I want to see your pavilion master."

The man in Tsing Yi chuckled and said: "The pavilion master is not here now, he will come on the eighth day of the fourth lunar month, please wait patiently for a while."

Hua Wuque shook his head and said: "There is really an extremely important matter that cannot be delayed, please be considerate, Mr. Liu."

The man in Tsing Yi hurriedly said: "I really dare not take the word 'adult'. I am not unreasonable, but the pavilion master is indeed not here, and I am helpless." He paused, then said helplessly: "Furthermore, Until the night of the seventh day of April, the wind direction on the desert will not change, and the iron boat will naturally not be able to move. Even if you want to leave here, a distinguished guest, there is no way."

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Back in the room, Hua Wuque was disturbed, and after all the calculations, he had revealed this point, but if he could start the journey on the seventh night of April and arrive at Longmen Town on the tenth day of the month, and hurry up, maybe on the twelfth day of April. Rushed to Jiang's house.

After thinking about it, this is the only way he can do it, so he decided to leave a letter for the time being, telling the owner of the Yan Pavilion to know his purpose, and then deal with him slowly in the future, thinking that the bait he threw was not small, so he decided If it can attract that person's heart, he can exchange the last two levels of the "Ming Yu Gong".

While thinking about it, he slowly poured water into the inkstone, intending to sharpen the ink, but at this moment he heard a knock on the door, so he got up and opened the door, only to see that "Master Liu" was standing outside.

That "Lord Liu" bowed slightly, respectfully said to Hua Wuque: "This distinguished guest, my Pavilion Master invites you." His tone was calm, as if the person who kept saying that the Pavilion Master was not here was someone else.

Hua Wuque had no time to argue with him, so she straightened her clothes and followed that "Lord Liu" to the stairs.

They thought they were going downstairs, but unexpectedly, "Lord Liu" led Hua Wuque to the third floor of the inn. This floor was the same as the second floor where Hua Wuque lived, and they walked along the corridor to the third-to-last room. In front of the house door, "Lord Liu" respectfully knocked three times, then pushed the door open, and made a "please" gesture to Hua Wuque, who nodded and stepped into the room, thinking to herself, The owner of the Yan Pavilion is quite scheming, who would have expected that the owner would live in the inn like all the guests?

As soon as I entered, I realized that this house was different. Compared with the guest room where Hua Wuque lived, it was like a thatched house in the countryside.The ground is covered with a pure black felt carpet, on which delicate and gorgeous cloud patterns are drawn with gold thread. On the museum shelf, there are gold wares of the same color, occasionally embellished with bright gemstones such as rubies and green jadeites, but it does not look tacky at all.The wall facing the door is the most amazing. There is only a picture painted on the four or five feet wide wall.

The scene painted in this painting is very strange. It seems that there is neither the blue sky nor the earth, only wind and fog, glaciers and flames.The outermost periphery is all kinds of suffering people, some are tightly bound by iron chains, struggling in pain, some are pecked by strange birds, and run around, some have their eyes wide open, their faces are distorted in the flames, and some are killed. Stringed on the charred branches, the internal organs spilled all over the floor.

Among them were some people in long robes. They all wore masks and bowed their heads, bowing down to a young man wearing a purple gold and white jade crown in the center of the picture. Holding a ball of fire in one hand, and a strange black air in the other.

The owner of the Yan Pavilion was sitting in front of the painting. Seeing Hua Wuque coming in, he didn't get up, but said loudly: "The new Yihua Palace owner? I have admired you for a long time." The voice came through the gilded mask on his face. Come, the voice is husky, but you can't tell if it's young or old.

Hua Wuque looked around, and there was only one bed and one chair in the room, and there was no place to sit. Knowing that this person was giving her a bad name, she couldn't help but sneered and said, "This is the place where Yan Pavilion treats you." The rules of customers? Don’t you even know how to watch the seats?”

But the pavilion master chuckled lightly, and said: "If you want something from others, but you still refuse to bow your head, sooner or later you will suffer..."

Hua Wuque said coldly, "It's better to suffer than to lose dignity."

The pavilion master snorted coldly, but said: "I know why you came here. I can also tell you clearly that the thing you want is placed in my study, but I don't Not going to give it to you."

Hua Wuque calmed down and said: "Does the pavilion master know what I want to exchange?"

The pavilion master sneered, and said: "Apart from 'Yi Hua Jie Yu', are there any other things left in your Yi Hua Palace that you can get your hands on?"

Hua Wuque's pupils narrowed slightly, "transferring flowers and picking jade" is one of the best kung fu in the world, I don't know how many people want to know the secret, but this person in front of me seems to dismiss it, but I don't know if it's really not for you , or retreat to advance...

The owner of the Yan Pavilion cast a glance at Hua Wuque, raised the corners of his mouth, and said slowly: "What's so great about 'moving flowers and connecting jade', but it's just a kind of kung fu of borrowing strength, it's not the same as Wudang's 'four-two-throwing-a-thousand-jin', Shaolin's "Zhanyi Eighteen Falls" is almost the same, the only advantage is that it is quick, and it can seize the opportunity to push back the opponent's strength before it has fully exerted its strength, so in the eyes of others, It becomes amazing.”

Hua Wuque was in a turmoil. He originally thought that exchanging the last two layers of "Ming Yu Gong" with "Transferring Flowers and Connecting Jade" would be a sure thing. How could he have guessed that the master of the Yan Pavilion had already known the secret? Could it be...

At this time, I heard the pavilion master continue: "You must have guessed it. Many years ago, Hua Jieyu had already used the two unique skills of Yihua Palace to make a deal with my Yan Pavilion. ', 'Yihuajieyu' I also have, so if the palace master can't come up with something new, I won't accompany you."

Hua Wuque bit her lip, and said in a deep voice, "Whenever the pavilion master speaks, Wuque will definitely offer it to me, as long as the pavilion master is willing to hand over the 'Ming Yu Gong' to me in Yihua Palace."

The pavilion master looked at Hua Wuque playfully, and said slowly: "What if I want Yan Nantian's head?"

Hua Wuque was shocked, and almost blurted out "Naturally, you must not", but he also knew that if he refused so decisively, he would definitely offend the people in front of him.He absolutely can't hurt Uncle Yan half a point, but if he doesn't do it, how can he get the Ming Yu Gong?

Seeing that Hua Wuque didn't answer, the pavilion master was not angry, and smiled and said: "Don't panic, I can take Yan Nantian's life at any time with just a flick of my finger, and I have no interest in his head. I just want to tell you a truth , you can’t talk too much, otherwise you can only force yourself to death.”

Hua Wuque gritted her teeth and said nothing, and after a while she slowly said, "What does the Pavilion Master want?"

The owner of the pavilion lazily leaned on the back of the wide chair: "The owner of the palace has come from a long distance, and the Yan Pavilion has fulfilled the friendship of the landlord only if the owner of the palace is worthy of this trip." He tapped with his slender index finger. Knocking on the armrest, "How about... How about the palace master staying and serving me for a few nights?"

Hua Wuque thought that he was going crazy, or he heard it wrong, and asked blankly, "What?"

The master of the Yan Pavilion smiled lightly: "After a few nights of service, I can get the most outstanding magical skills in the world. Such a good thing can't be asked by many people. If it weren't for the young and handsome palace master, I wouldn't be able to do it either." Do this kind of loss-making business."

Hua Wuque laughed back angrily: "Thanks to the pavilion master's love, it's just that I have someone I like a long time ago, so I really don't have this blessing, but there may be something in my hand that can satisfy the pavilion master."

The pavilion master let out a "huh" and said, "What is it?"

Hua Wuque said coldly: "Your life." After saying that, his body suddenly floated up like an autumn leaf, and rushed towards the owner of the Yan Pavilion, and the two of them started fighting in the small room.

Although Hua Wuque had internal injuries, but he was angry, and the attack was strong, and his moves were deadly. The pavilion master saw the tricks, and the two were evenly matched for a while.

Hua Wuque knew that it would be difficult for him to fight for a long time, after fifty moves, he had a thought, and slapped the opponent's chest. Although this palm looked soft, the part he took was extremely vicious, and the palm was deeply sunken. If you don't spit out your energy, it's obviously out of control once you hit it.

The pavilion master called out "Okay", and stretched out his palm to catch it. Hua Wuque's palm suddenly changed suddenly, and he suddenly moved to the right palm. If the opponent's palm hits him, the opponent's palm will definitely hit him back.

Who would have thought that the pavilion master would turn around and gently dispel this clever move, Hua Wuque's heart was moved, but when he concentrated on fighting again, he was stunned.

There were not many lamps lit in the room, and the pavilion master had his back to the candles before. At this time, he turned around, and the two of them had already exchanged positions. Wai's eyes were so clearly reflected by the candlelight that Hua Wuque was in a trance for a while.

How can he allow the slightest distraction in the master's moves, the pavilion master has pointed out his kung fu on the acupoints, his body softened at that time, the pavilion master took the opportunity to mend it a few times, Hua Wuque went limp on the pure acupoint. On a black felt blanket.

The owner of the Yan Pavilion looked down at Hua Wuque from a high position, sneered, and suddenly stretched out his hand and tore off the black robe he was wearing. Hua Wuque turned pale with fright, gritted his teeth and struggled endlessly, but the clothes on his body were torn in twos and outs He cleared his eyes, thinking of what might happen next, he couldn't help but tremble.

Unexpectedly, the pavilion master stopped moving after that, but just tilted his head and stared at Hua Wuque. Hua Wuque clenched his fists tightly, intending to reach out to cover his naked lower body, but felt that it was too feminine, it was not enough to cover up. , It is not true that it is not covered.

The pavilion master waved his hand, and a burst of true energy hit a golden bell hanging beside the door. As soon as the bell rang, someone pushed the door lightly and walked in. Seeing someone coming in, Hua Wuque wished he could find a crack in the ground and slip in. , had to lower his head even lower.

The pavilion master ordered "that robe," and the man went out in response, and quickly brought a black robe. The pavilion master threw the robe on Hua Wuque's body and said, "Put it on." Hua Wuque hurriedly put it on. Putting on the robe and fastening the belt securely, he raised his head and stared at the man in front of him to see what kind of tricks he was going to play.

The pavilion master stepped forward to pat the acupuncture points on Huahua Wuque's body, waved his hand again, and said "get out", then ignored him, and turned around to look at the painting on the wall with his hands behind his back.

Hua Wuque ran out the door without saying a word, leaning against the railing with half-closed eyes, he thought of the man's familiar eyes, and the familiar scratch on the back of his hand when he waved just now...

With a slap in the face, he shattered the railing under his hand, then turned around and returned to the door, gritted his teeth and untied the belt, let the robe slide down his naked body, then took off the mask on his face and threw it On the ground, raise your hand and push the door open...