[Comprehensive martial arts] The bright moon shines on you

A bright and clean study room.

All kinds of stationery are neatly displayed on the flat red sandalwood desk, the ink in the exquisitely carved end inkstone has been polished, and a delicate and small blue and white mandarin duck inkstone drop is quietly placed aside.On the pen holder on the right are several large and small Langhaohu pens. The white and flexible rice paper has been spread out on the table. A few rays of morning light shine in through the open wooden window, and a crystal paperweight carved with lotus patterns is on the paper. Casting waves of light and shadow.

Mingyueye sat quietly at the table, her long black hair was simply pulled up by a clear hosta, a slender wolf hair pen was held between her white fingers, and the wide sleeves slid down from her wrist, revealing the The white wrists in the sunlight are slender and delicate.

The almost transparent light smoke ignited from the Boshan furnace behind the screen, and the bead curtains hanging in the room shook gently, making a few slight knocking sounds of jade and stones colliding.

Mingyue Ye sat motionless and reviewed the documents sent from all over the place. She didn't turn her wrist until the last word was finished, she put the brush in her hand into the brush washer, and said without raising her head, "When will you raise the brush?" It's a problem that you have to jump out of the window if you don't want to go through the door."

Beside the tea table on the other side of the study, there was already a person sitting on the empty yellow rosewood chair.He casually picked a peach from the fruit plate on the table and gnawed a couple of bites. The young man in a black robe curled his lips indifferently, and said without sincerity, "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm used to it."

Mingyue Ye put the brush away and looked back at him. The young man in black was casually tilted on the chair, with one hand resting on the tea table. He was sitting in a seven-point casual and three-point chic posture. He had already gnawed half of the peach in his hand. .

Ming Yueye's gaze paused for a moment on the peach in his hand that was about to be gnawed, she shook her head and said a little funny, "You really don't regard yourself as an outsider."

The young man in black lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at her, "I gave you half of Tsing Yi Building, and you don't even invite me to eat a peach?"

"... May I ask you, haven't you already finished eating?"

After a few words of casual bickering, Ming Yueye's expression became serious, "Is the beginning and end of Qingyi Building over?"

The young man in black nodded casually, threw the peach core aside, looked down at the plate of fruit on the table, and picked up another bunch of loquats, "I brought someone back, no problem."

"Whatever you want, anyway, you also have the right to appoint, since you brought back the person, I'd better continue to follow you. There are still a few vacancies in Suzaku Qisu's position, let him take over whoever you think is suitable."

The young man in black nodded to show that he understood, then took out a dagger and started peeling the loquat wholeheartedly.The texture of the dagger is like scales, the luster is restrained, and the blade is covered with exquisite hundred-forged steel patterns. It is obviously a magic weapon.Ming Yueye could not help but said, "Madam Xu knows that the dagger he specially made for you has always been used by you like this?"

"What?" The young man in black raised his head.

"It's okay..." Ming Yueye pressed her forehead helplessly, "Go ahead and eat your loquat."

"Have you seen Gu Yu?"

"I've seen it." The young man in black said without raising his head, "I was as scared as a quail."

"Who made you frighten her when we first met? It's no wonder that she is conditioned to be afraid when she sees you now. Can't you, a brother, coax her normally?"

"Heh." The young man in black snorted to express his disdain.

Hehe, I really don't care about you, don't come to me next time your sister doesn't want to see you!Ming Yueye resisted the urge to roll her eyes at him, turned around and continued to deal with official duties as if he didn't exist.

"Hey."

"Anything else?"

"Remind you of one thing."

"Say."

"Just received the news that Ren Ci died."

The hand holding the brush trembled slightly, a drop of ink fell down and blurred the words just written, Ming Yueye raised her head, her expression became serious, "When did it happen?"

"Last night."

The branch of the beggar gang in Jinan had some conflicts with the local local snake cinnabar gang, because the two factions seem to have some relationship, so Ren Ci, the gang leader, rushed to Jinan to mediate.Who would have thought that he would be attacked on the road, and only a small half of the dozens of gang members who took him away survived, and he himself was seriously injured and died on the spot.The person who attacked him was identified by the surviving gang members at that time as a young woman who was as beautiful as a fairy.

Suspected to be the famous female devil who dominated the world more than ten years ago, Fairy Yunmeng.

"Fairy Yunmeng?" Ming Yueye raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Why do they think it's Fairy Yunmeng?"

"Ren Ci was hit by a hidden weapon and was poisoned to death. The hidden weapon and the poison are similar to Fairy Yunmeng's unique hidden weapon 'Tianyun Wuhuajin'. People with little knowledge will certainly think that Fairy Yunmeng has returned to the world. .”

"Heh." Ming Yueye calmly ignored the ridicule of the young man in front of him saying that the map blasted most of the beggar gang, and only smiled lightly, saying with deep meaning, "This is really... interesting."

The situation in the world is out of my generation, and the time has come to remind me once I enter the rivers and lakes.In the vast martial arts world, in the hundreds of years of turmoil, there have been as many forces as the carp crossing the river.Back then, heroes of the iron-blooded bannermen came forth in large numbers, and Tie Zhongtang was even revered as the number one hero in the world. What a cool and unrestrained scenery, now there are only historical legends left.The Five Blessings Alliance, which has been hostile to it for many years, has long since disintegrated, submerged in history and only dust remains.No matter how powerful the forces are, it seems that they cannot withstand the erosion of time.

But you also have to admit that even though time is ruthless, there are always a few established forces that can stand firm in the tide of history and have been passed down to this day.

And the beggar gang is one of them.

Although there are many sects in the Jianghu, the nine major factions and the seven major gangs are recognized as the first-rate righteous forces in today's martial arts.The Beggars' Gang is one of the top seven gangs, with disciples all over the country, inside and outside the customs, even if it is the number one gang in the world, it would not be an exaggeration.

The helm of the beggar gang.

From the guild master down, the four elders and the rudder masters from all over the place gathered together.The leader of the beggar gang was attacked and died accidentally. This incident is enough to set off a large-scale earthquake in the world, and the inside of the beggar gang can be said to be the center of the earthquake.

Those gangsters who risked their lives to escape had already been settled down, and the body of the gang leader Ci was also taken into the museum after being verified by several elders in turn.At this time, the air in the lobby was extremely quiet, and everyone was silent.Nangong Ling, as the son of the gang leader, was also on the list at this time.

"It must be that female devil in Yunmeng!" The first person to break the silence was an old beggar in his fifties with gray temples. He was dressed in ordinary coarse clothes and carried nine bags on his back. Zuo Gonglong, one of the four elders.

Ouyang Lun, another elder of the Beggars' Clan, is a fat old man who is sitting under Zuo Gonglong.At this moment he sighed softly, "Are you sure?"

Zuo Gonglong's face was frosty and cold, "Back then when I was returning to Yanfeng Mountain in Hengshan, this old man had a face-to-face meeting with that female devil. If it hadn't been for Shen Tianjun and Hero Shen, I would have almost died under her hands. But the old man was lucky enough to escape a battle in Hengshan. I don't know how many people died under her 'Tianyun Wuhuajin', and the corpses almost piled up the road down the mountain..." At this point, his voice paused, as if recalling the past Back to Yanfeng in Hengshan, the hellish scene of corpses lying across fields and rivers of blood flowing into rivers, the body was slightly stiff.After a while, he slowly and firmly said, "This old man will never admit his mistake!"

The people in the lobby were silent for a moment, the fact that Hengshan returned to Yanfeng was an eternal pain for Jianghu Zhengdao.Because of an unfounded treasure map, all the people from the rivers and lakes flocked to Hengshan like crazy, killing each other, blood flowing like rivers, even the corpse of the best friend fell on the roadside, and no one stopped to get off their horses and bury them.The mainstay of the righteous way of the world lost nine out of ten in that battle, but it finally proved that the so-called treasure map was just a joke.Shen Tianjun, a Kyushu hero, and Master Hongfa, the contemporary abbot of Shaolin, committed suicide in Hengshan on the spot due to guilt and self-blame. Daoist Wu Tianxuan also died of serious injuries.The righteous way of martial arts almost fell into a slump because of this, and it has only recovered a little in recent years.

After being silent for a long time, Shan Gong, one of the four great elders, said, "Didn't the rumors back then say that Yunmeng Demon died at the hands of the 'King of Kyushu' Shen Daxia?"

"That female devil is very cunning, maybe she just faked her death to deceive the world. It was also possible that Shen Daxia was deceived by her if she didn't check for a while when the situation was urgent."

"Our beggar gang has no enmity with her. She hasn't appeared for so many years. Why did she suddenly attack the gang leader as soon as she appeared?"

"The mind of the demon heretic is unpredictable, who knows what she thinks?"

"Okay!" Seeing that several elders were about to quarrel, the last of the four elders who had been sitting silently in the middle of the hall finally spoke.He is a very old man, nearly 80 years old, his blue cloth clothes have been washed white, with seven or eight large patches, and his old face is also full of wrinkles.At this moment, he knocked the cigarette rod in his hand on the armrest, and then stood up.Although he is very old, his movements are very agile.Seeing him standing up, everyone in the hall, including the other three elders and Nangong Ling who was the young gang leader, stopped talking, but held their breath and looked at him, waiting for him to speak.

The old beggar who stood up at the end was not quite the same as the previous three elders. He seemed to be very prestigious within the beggar gang, and the biggest difference between them was that the old beggar carried not nine cloth bags but There are ten of them.

The rank distribution of the beggar gang is very strict. The disciples of the seven bags are already the deacons and elders in the gang, and they can only carry seven sacks on their backs, no more than one, no less.And the highest level of disciples of the beggar gang is only nine sacks as a guardian elder, and even the gang leader does not have a tenth sack.This old man with ten sacks on his back is the only one out of the beggar gang in a hundred years.Because he had made too much contribution to the Beggar Gang, and he didn't want to be the leader of the Beggar Gang after he retired, so in order to show his respect and gratitude to him, the other disciples of the Beggar Gang cut a small piece of cloth from their sacks and made them together. Became the tenth sack and gave it to him.So this detached law enforcement elder.It is also known as Wang Ten Bags by the Jianghu people.

Wang Shipeng's eyes have seen countless trials and tribulations. Although he is old now, his heart is still clear, and there are few things that can be hidden from him. Therefore, the beggar gang is always willing to listen to his words.At this time, after he stood up, he didn't look at the other people in the room, but simply said something.

"Yunmeng is indeed not dead."

As soon as the words fell, there was a commotion in the hall, but he slowly put the cigarette stick in his mouth, and changed the subject.

"Some time ago, the old man met Lu Xiaofeng while drinking in Jiangling."

"He drank too much that day, and he chatted with me excitedly and mentioned a rumor about that female devil in Yunmeng."

Squinting her eyes and taking a puff of a cigarette, as if recalling it, Wang Shibao continued, "It is said that when she left the customs a few years ago, she met a person in Saibei, she lost a bet with that person, and accepted him. A promise."

"Within ten years, no one can kill anyone."

"what?!"

"how can that be?"

As soon as his words fell, the inside of the Beggar Clan suddenly became commotion again, several elders looked at each other in astonishment, and Nan Gongling also looked up at Wang Shibag in astonishment.

Zuo Gonglong frowned, "There are always rumors in the rivers and lakes that are wrong."

"It's unlikely." Wang Shibao looked up at him slowly, "Lu Xiaofeng said that this news came from Yinyuanhui."

There was a sudden silence in the living room. Ouyang Lun looked around and said hesitantly, "Although the news of Yinyuanhui is targeted, it's really... really... unimaginable."

That's right, a female devil who was famous in Jianghu in the past was willing to bet with others, and even lost the bet and promised not to kill a single person within ten years. Those who know the past of Fairy Yunmeng think this is simply a fantasy .

Wang Shipeng sighed leisurely, "At that time, the old man also thought it was impossible, and Lu Xiaofeng himself thought it was fake. But he told me that after the Yunmeng female devil lost a bet with that person, she once lived in Saibei. A stone tablet as proof. He planned to verify it himself, but he didn't mention to me whether he succeeded in verifying it..."

Having said that, he raised his head and took a look in the hall, "It is said that the stele is not far from Wanmei Villa, who of you will take someone to see it for yourself?"

Wanmei Villa... Several elders and the rudder master in the hall, including Nangong Ling, all looked at each other in blank dismay. No wonder an ordinary stone tablet may be well preserved after standing for so long. If it was erected near Wanmei Villa, it would make sense.And from this point of view, the person who bet with Fairy Yunmeng should also have something to do with Wanmei Villa?But if they really want to take someone to find them, they will enter the sphere of influence of Wanmei Villa...

After everyone in the hall was silent for a few seconds, Ouyang Lun gritted his teeth and stood up, "I'll take someone there. After all, this old man has some connection with Ouyang's family, and Ouyang's family and Ximen's family are still somewhat friendly. Involving me in killing the real culprit of my Beggar Sect leader, I believe Wanmei Villa can accommodate one or two things."

After thinking about it for a while, the others nodded and agreed. Nangong Ling showed gratitude and cupped his hands, "Please trouble Elder Ouyang."

Ouyang Lun waved his hand, "Finding out the real culprit who killed the leader is a top priority of our Beggar Clan. This matter is the old man's duty. Thank you for what you are talking about."

Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something, and sighed, "Actually, it's easiest to ask Lu Xiaofeng to investigate this matter. But..."

But what he didn't say, but everyone else understood.The killing of the gang leader is a disgrace to the entire gang. No matter how good the relationship between Lu Xiaofeng and the gang is, he can only be regarded as an outsider. Finding out the real culprit can only be done by themselves, and it cannot and should never be left to others hand.

As a result, there were doubts about whether Yunmeng was the real murderer of the beggar gang leader, and everyone decided to wait for the bet to be confirmed before making a conclusion.

"I'm not afraid of revenge, but I'm afraid that if I take the wrong revenge, I'll let the real culprit go."

After taking a puff of tobacco, Wang Shibao said slowly, "Let's prepare for the funeral of the gang leader first, and at least let the gang leader Ren go to the ground first." As for the succession of the gang leader, he didn't mention it.

The rest of the people agreed one after another, as if they hadn't thought of it at all.

When everything was arranged properly, everyone in the beggar gang dispersed one by one.Under a certain wide sleeve, where no one can see, a pair of hands are tightly clenched.

Jiang Shou lives in the study.

Green smoke curls from the Boshan furnace behind the screen, and the faint fragrance of incense permeates the air.Outside the window of the study, a tree of light pink crabapple flowers bloomed brilliantly, and the mottled shadows of the flowers covered the window sill.

Sitting at the desk in front of the window on a moonlit night, practicing calligraphy quietly, what came next was Mrs. Wei's "Ji Shou and Nan Tie".Hao's wrist moved lightly, the pen fluttered, and the heart lake was peaceful.

But at this time, there was a person sitting beside him who tried to make her calm down.

"I met Gang Leader Ren in Taihu Lake last month. I had a great time drinking and cooking tea with him. I didn't expect that he would be murdered in the blink of an eye."

Mingyue Ye turned a deaf ear and continued to write and write with peace of mind.

"Leader Ren is a hero in the world, bold and generous. He has been in charge of the beggar gang for many years and has always been impartial. He and his wife Qiu Lingsu are also husband and wife. I didn't expect to encounter such a disaster. Even I feel sorry for it."

After finishing one stroke, Ming Yueye continued to write another line.

"The beggar gang is about to hold the funeral of Ren Ci gang leader, but the real culprit is still unknown..."

"Okay." Ming Yueye put down his pen angrily and with a smile, "What exactly do you want to ask?"

Lu Xiaofeng, who was noisy for a long time, immediately turned over from the chair and sat up, looking at her with piercing eyes, "Mingyue, the person who seriously injured the leader Ren..."

"It's really not Senior Yunmeng."

Ming Yueye glanced at him helplessly, "Senior Yunmeng has been in the Jianghu for so many years, even if it is an evil heretic, she will not go back on what she has set up a monument as an oath. What's more, she has nothing to do to kill Ren Gangzhu, what is wrong with her? Your plans are useless."

Glancing at Lu Xiaofeng who was still a little hesitant, Ming Yueye sighed, simply put the brush back into the brush washer, turned around and gave him a serious analysis.

"In today's Jianghu situation, as far as we are concerned, we hope that the righteous sects of Jianghu will be as stable as possible, and the same is true for Senior Yunmeng. So let alone kill him personally, if Senior Yunmeng is really here At that time, I met Gang Leader Ren who was being hunted down, maybe she would come to the rescue."

"Now, even the few malignant tumors hidden in the Zhengdao sect, as long as he puts on the layer of decent skin on his body, we can turn a blind eye and close one eye for a while. What's more, Daren Ren Ci, the upright and chivalrous leader of the Clan."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded, and then suddenly realized, "Wait, what are the cancerous tumors hidden in the orthodox sect you just mentioned?"

Ming Yueye waved her hand calmly, "This is not important."

No, this is very important!Lu Xiaofeng opened his mouth, then closed it silently.He really couldn't ask anything that Ming Yueye didn't want to talk about, so he decided to save some time and look it up by himself.

Then his thoughts turned to the death of Clan Master Ren Ci, the man in Tsing Yi's eyes sank, and after ruling out Fairy Yunmeng who was corrected by the Beggar Clan, there were very few suspects left.His voice was a bit unbelievable, but he asked inexplicably in his heart, "Nangong Ling?"

"guessed?"

"If I didn't know that he is Shi Guanyin's son, I would never have guessed it."

He touched the celadon pot on the table and poured himself a cup. The ice-cold liquid was found to be herbal tea, and he drank it down without hesitation.After confirming this answer, Lu Xiaofeng's mood became very depressed. From his past interactions, he knew that Ren Ci really loved Nangong Ling as his own son, and he was always proud of it.The last time they met, Ren Ci said that he would introduce them to each other, and laughed and said that his son and him must get along very well. Unexpectedly...

"Although Chief Ren's body is still strong, he already has the intention to retire in the past few years. He once told me that because he felt guilty for neglecting his wife because he was busy with the affairs of the Beggar Clan all day long, he would retire after a few years because he wanted to cultivate Nangong Ling well. The position of Clan Leader is in his hands, and he will accompany Mrs. Qiu to tour the country. It’s only a few years, so he can’t wait?"

"He can wait, but some people can't wait."

Lu Xiaofeng paused while holding the teacup, then slowly raised his head to look at her, "Shi Guanyin."

"She has already entered the Central Plains." Ming Yueye looked cold, "Some things can be prepared in advance."

As the sun sets, the evening wind blows into the bamboo forest, caressing the bamboo leaves all over the ground.

A quaint nunnery stands quietly in the depths of the bamboo forest, with some dilapidated wooden doors half-closed.A Taoist nun in a purple shirt and white socks with a purple jade hairpin on her head is bending over in the yard to put away the scrolls she took out to dry at noon. Although her face is very pale, her eyes are full of autumn water.Under the warm sunset, the purple-clothed Taoist nun bent down to collect the scrolls one by one, her complexion was extremely clear and beautiful, with a kind of beauty like a sunset glow.

A gust of evening wind blew up a few scattered pages and blew them to the door.The Taoist nun in purple walked to the door and bent down to pick up the pages of the book. When she looked up again, she found that there was already a person standing at the door.

The man didn't know how long he had been standing there, and he smiled at her when he saw her look up.Seeing her face, the Taoist nun was slightly taken aback, and she didn't even have time to take care of the page in her hand falling to the ground.

She was a very beautiful woman, with beautiful eyebrows like spring mountains in the mist, eyes full of affection like autumn water, straight nose, bright red lips, and exquisite figure wrapped in thin purple sand.Her temperament is clearly so seductive, but her expression is full of holiness and compassion. This kind of conflict makes her even more fascinating.

The Taoist nun in purple clothes and white socks is also a stunning beauty, but standing in front of her, her beauty has become mediocre, her beauty has also become dull, and the firefly cannot compete with the bright moon.

"You are Jiang Qingxia?" The mysterious beauty smiled at her tenderly, "I heard that you have an eldest sister who was named the Four Great Beauties of Jianghu by Yinyuanhui?"

Jiang Qingxia's body froze, she looked at the smiling face of the stunning beauty in front of her, and suddenly a name that was famous decades ago appeared in her mind, and her face turned pale.

The author has something to say: Take a fool to prove that I am still alive... Last week, the house was renovated, and I couldn’t go back to my house, and I couldn’t even write without a computer. Next week, it will gradually stabilize.