The prince is very fierce

The sudden appearance of the two people naturally disturbed the birds and animals playing by the pool. The birds hanging in the sky scattered into the forest, and the rabbits and squirrels standing under the roots of the trees and watching also slipped into the grass.

Nightingale quickly covered her mouth, but unfortunately it was too late, and her eyes couldn't help but show a bit of guilt.

Zhong Jiu, who was sitting on the big rock by the water, seemed to have just realized it and looked back with a smile:

"Master Xu."

Xu Buling was a little embarrassed because he accidentally ruined the beautiful scenery. He raised his hand and chuckled:

"It's my fault, how did the girl attract these birds and beasts?"

Zhong Jiu acted like a master, with a calm expression at this time. He stood up and walked up to Xu Buling with a soft voice:

"Flowers, trees, birds and animals all have spirituality. When I was young, I often collected medicines in the mountains and fields. Over time, I got to know these little guys. They are not afraid of me, even if I change places. Well... it's hard to explain how to call them. Come here, if you want to learn, I can teach you."

The art of psychic...

Xu Buling blinked, really wanting to learn. Although this skill is not very useful, it is much more lethal than a small magic trick when used to make babies and children happy...

Nightingale was obviously conquered by Zhong Jiu's miraculous skills, and said with a smile:

"Sister Zhong, can you teach me?"

Zhong Jiu pursed his lips and smiled: "Of course you can, but it's more troublesome and you won't be able to learn it in a few years."

Xu Buling was not eager for quick success and turned towards the road: "It's getting late. Let's find a place to stay first. We'll talk about it when we get back to the ship tomorrow."

Zhong Jiu nodded lightly, sat sideways on the horse and walked outside, asking:

"Have we just seen the old god Qingxu?"

Xu Buling saw Zhong Jiu's ability and connections, and already regarded this mysterious woman as an expert. He nodded gently:

"Thank you, girl, for leading the way. I just met you, and my reputation is well-deserved. By the way, the girl said that she had a little trouble with Wudang. What's going on?"

When Zhong Jiu heard this, he rolled his eyes, and then his eyebrows showed a bit of helplessness:

"It's an old story in the world. In Changqing Temple outside Wudang Mountain, there is a real person called Gu Qiu. Have you heard of it?"

Xu Buling was taken aback for a moment and nodded slightly: "Of course I've heard of the most beautiful woman in the world, and I've also made some connections with her."

Zhong Jiu sighed, walked in front of Xu Buling, and said softly:

"Back then, there was a widespread rumor in the world about the 'Xuan He Ba Kui', and women were all proud to be able to paint. I was young at the time and had just started walking around in the world, so I didn't care about it. Later, I happened to meet Xu Danqing. …”

"oh?"

Xu Buling and Nightingale both became interested, slowed down their horses, and looked sideways at Zhong Jiu:

"Given the girl's talent and appearance, it's more than enough for her to get into Xuan and Ba Kui. Why didn't she get into painting in the end?"

Zhong Jiu stirred the hair beside her ears with her fingers, her eyes a little dazed:

"I didn't pay attention to this matter at first. I happened to meet Xu Danqing and we had a conversation. Finally, I agreed to let him paint one. After all, it was a matter of increasing my reputation. I wanted to express my gratitude at that time and went to Chang'an. I bought a bottle of good wine. But when I arrived at the agreed place, the eldest lady of the Tang family...that is, Ning Yuhe got there first..."

Xu Buling frowned. He didn't expect such a statement. He looked at Zhong Jiu who was slightly unhappy:

"This has nothing to do with Ning Yuhe. She was forced to do so."

Hearing this tone, Zhong Jiu knew that Xu Buling and Ning Yuhe had a very good relationship, so he immediately changed the direction of the attack, and his tone was a little more indignant:

"A person cannot stand without trust. That Xu Danqing painted if he wanted to, and if he didn't want to paint, he didn't paint. He lied to me and traveled thousands of miles to do what he promised. Who can bear this anger? After that, he said, 'The beauty in the world will never come again.'" "It's hard to draw", this doesn't mean that I am not as good as Ning Yuhe... People really shouldn't take these things to heart when they are fighting for fame and wealth. It's like a young man, you don't care about appearance, but If someone really says you are ugly, can you still feel happy? "

"Well……"

Xu Buling had no intention of refuting these words. He was silent for a moment and continued to ask:

"How did that girl get involved with Wudang Mountain?"

Zhong Jiu sighed: "I was only fifteen or sixteen at the time. I suffered such a big loss inexplicably, so I was naturally unconvinced. I couldn't find Xu Danqing, so I wanted to talk to Ning Yuhe. At first, something happened to Ning Yuhe, and I I haven’t bothered you yet, but later Ning Yuhe went to Wudang Mountain and became a monk, so I wanted to pay him a visit and explain what happened that time..."

Xu Buling nodded slightly: "What then?"

"Then……"

When Zhong Jiu said this, he seemed to think of something sad, his eyes turned a little red:

"I was still young at the time, and I went to Changqing Watch just to see Ning Yuhe. However, within two days of arriving in Wudang, Chen Daozi from Wudang Mountain came over, pointed a sword at me and told me to get out. If I didn't get out, I would die in Changqing. Qingguan...what can I do? I haven't been to Wudang Mountain since then, alas..."

Xu Bu Ling frowned and sorted out his thoughts: "Xu Danqing promised to paint for you?"

"Why did I lie to you? I promised you back then. If you don't believe me, ask him."

"I don't doubt the girl. Well... I was in Chang'an before, but I heard that Xu Danqing sent away women who came to ask for paintings in the name of buying wine..."

"So what? He could have just said that he couldn't paint. He agreed to paint in person and said he wanted to drink. I ran from Youzhou to Chang'an and back again. In the end, I didn't find anyone else. Could it be that I was wrong?"

Zhong Jiu's face was full of grievances, and tears were about to roll down as he spoke.

Xu Buling raised his hand quickly: "Xu Danqing broke his promise first, so he certainly doesn't blame the girl. Hmm... But it sounds like this matter has little to do with Ning Yuhe. You must have heard about what happened later..."

Zhong Jiu pursed his lips: "I didn't say anything about her, it's just that Wudang Mountain is meddling in other people's business."

Xu Buling nodded, chuckled and said: "We should be near Wudang Mountain tomorrow. Since you know Taoist Ning, I will accompany you to Changqingguan. We can become friends after chatting with each other. I will be the middleman, and Chen Daozi will have to wait outside when he comes."

After saying that, the three of them galloped to the town outside Jinsi Gorge...——

The next afternoon.

Xu Buling brought Nightingale and Zhong Jiu to the foot of Wudang Mountain. What caught their eyes was the chirping of birds in the empty mountains and the rolling clouds in the sky. The scenery of Wudang Mountain in late autumn is still refreshing.

Wudang Mountain is a famous Feng Shui treasure land, both in the market and in the rivers and lakes. There are endless tourists and people from the rivers and lakes on the peaks, and there are also vendors selling souvenirs or fortune tellers pretending to be gods along the way. In fact, Wudang does not tell fortunes or divinations, but fortune tellers are there as long as people believe in them, and it is difficult to drive away the real Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain.

After arriving at the foot of Wudang Mountain, because I had greeted Mrs. Lu in advance, the boat stopped directly in the Taiji Lake under Wudang Mountain, and there were guards waiting to welcome them at the official road entrance.

Mrs. Lu arrived in Wudang two days ago, and went to the Golden Summit of Tianzhu Peak, the main peak of Wudang, with Xiao Xianger to burn incense, and then came back to wait on the boat.

After Xu Buling learned about it, because he had to cross the territory of Wudang Mountain, he did not return to the boat directly, but first went to Changqing Mountain outside Wudang Mountain.

Changqing Mountain is relatively remote and not very high, with only a small path up the mountain.

Xu Buling rode his horse slowly on the winding mountain trail, his eyes scanning the white clouds outside the mountain, which looked like pink white steamed buns...

"Ahem"

Xu Buling's face changed slightly, and he sat up straighter. Speaking of which, he hadn't seen Ning Yuhe and Manzhi'er for several months, and he really missed them. Ning Qingye hadn't seen him since the last kiss, and how to deal with the situation later was also a headache...

Unfortunately, Xu Buling's headache didn't last too long. After arriving at Changqing Temple on the top of the mountain, he was greeted by a big copper lock.

Xu Buling led the horse to the front of the small Taoist temple, looked at the spider web under the courtyard wall, and looked around in confusion:

"Why aren't you here?"

There is no instant messaging tool in this world, so Nightingale naturally didn't know. She walked to the front of the gate and glanced a few times, then frowned:

"Hehe, I miss you... Chen Daozi... Is this the three kung fu masters?"? ? ?

Xu Buling walked to the gate of the Taoist temple and found a line of big characters on it. His face suddenly darkened.

Zhong Jiu knew it would be like this. She was already dissatisfied with Chen Daozi for driving her out of the Central Plains. She walked up to him and took a look:

"Oh~ I didn't expect that Chen Daozi, who is famous all over the world, is like this in private..."

Nightingale looked at the young master next to her and hesitated to speak.

Xu Buling frowned and looked for a moment, then turned and walked towards the wind-chasing horse. He took the dragon-patterned long spear wrapped in black cloth from the side of the horse and shouted at the sea of ​​clouds outside the mountain with a loud voice like a bell:

"Chen Daozi, you stinky cow nose... woo woo woo woo"

As soon as the words came out, Zhong Jiu, who was watching the show next to her, was stunned. She just wanted to criticize Chen Daozi. She thought Xu Buling would just despise him a few times, but she didn't expect him to be so angry. Is it necessary? If Wudang God of Killing Chen Daozi is called over, Xu Buling will not dare to say what will happen. She will definitely be driven out of the Central Plains again.

Zhong Jiu raised his hand to cover Xu Buling's mouth:

"Mr. Xu, don't be impulsive!"

The soft and boneless jade hand held her lips, and because of the anxious movement, she almost hugged Xu Buling and pulled him back, and the bulging collar was squeezed out of shape.

Xu Buling's mouth was covered. He raised his hand to hold Zhong Jiu's wrist and pulled it apart. He turned his head and looked slightly cold:

"Wudang Quanzhen is not interested in women. This shameless stinking bull nose wants to break the rules by relying on martial arts. I called him out to ask if he is worthy of the Taoist robe on his body..."

Zhong Jiu pulled Xu Buling back hard: "That is the Wudang God of Killing, one of the top ten martial arts masters in the world, and the master uncle of Wudang Mountain..."

"So what?"

Xu Buling frowned: "The court has conferred a martial arts champion and he doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. If I don't make things clear today, I will lead troops to pacify Wudang Mountain tomorrow..."

"It can't be pacified, it can't be pacified..."

Zhong Jiu explained softly: "It may be just a bored and busybody in the world who wrote it. If you vent your anger on Chen Daozi, it will cause a big misunderstanding..."

Xu Buling frowned. Thinking carefully, it made some sense, but his master's door was graffitied with such things. Could it be that all the people in such a big Wudang Mountain were blind?

"Miss Zhong, this matter has nothing to do with you..."

"No..."

Just when Zhong Jiu was thinking about how to explain, a loud voice came from the sea of ​​clouds in the distance:

"Which friend has arrived at Wudang?"

Zhong Jiu didn't expect that Chen Daozi had heard it, and hurriedly whispered:

"Mr. Xu, what happened in the past is over. Although I have some grudges with Chen Daozi, Chen Daozi is a well-known master after all. His good character is well known to everyone, and I still respect him in my heart. If I invite him here because of such a ridiculous thing, I am afraid I can't deal with it..."

Xu Buling turned his head to look at Zhong Jiu, who looked lonely. After thinking about it, he had to give up the idea of ​​talking to Chen Daozi, and turned to look at the mountain where the voice came from, and said loudly:

"Chen Daozi, you are really amazing, your swordsmanship is invincible!"

The mountain was very empty, and the loud voice could be heard from far away.

The peaks in the distance were obviously silent for a while, as if they were thinking about whether this sentence was a compliment or a criticism. After a while, a response came:

"Who is it?"

"Xu Buling."

Then there was no sound.

Xu Buling waited for a while, and when he saw that the other party didn't speak, he turned around and led the horse down the mountain to find Mrs. Lu.

Zhong Jiu walked beside Xu Buling, paying attention to the surrounding movements. After walking a distance and finding that Chen Daozi didn't come over, he was a little confused:

"Chen Daozi has a bad temper and is unkind. He threatened me back then... You called him a stinky nose, and that's it?"

"What else can I do? I am the prince of Su Wang, and he can't come and beat me up."

"That's right..."

Zhong Jiu nodded. Only then did he realize how comfortable it was to have such a disciple around. No one dared to fight back when he helped the master vent his anger.

Why is Ning Yuhe so lucky...