I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 662
Yue Fei pondered for a moment, then clasped his fists and asked: "Your Majesty has an order that I should swear to protect Tokyo to the death, but I don't know who the enemy is."

Zhao Fujin rolled his big eyes, raised his finger and said, "All dishonest people!"

Li Yu chuckled and said, "Don't worry, General Yue, this time it's not a large army, and there may even be no danger. The general was transferred back to Beijing just in case. After all, Bianliang in Tokyo is the heart of my Song Dynasty, and we can't tolerate it." Not half way."

Yue Fei nodded slightly. This was almost as he had expected. At this level, he naturally had a clearer view of the situation than ordinary people.

Zheng Jingmen's recent behavior can be said to make people dumbfounded and frightened.

So much so that everyone felt that Li Yu had some great backing, otherwise he would not have dared to act like this.

Only a few people knew the details of Li Yu and his courage.

Strange thing, these people who are extremely cautious on weekdays, they are faster than anyone else to avoid any danger, but now they stay by Li Yu's side.

Yue Fei stood up, pointed to the south, and said: "This time I led [-] troops into the capital, and the rest of the troops have already been arranged properly, so that the old incident of privet's going south will not repeat itself. Please be at ease, Your Majesty and the Taoist chief. It is a powerful country in the Six Dynasties, not a weak country that is at the mercy of others."

Zhao Fujin nodded vigorously, and said to Li Yu, "Look, are you relieved now?"

Li Yu smiled wryly in his heart, wanting me to rest assured that it is absolutely impossible.

Looking at the unrelenting heavy rain outside the hall, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "If the Yellow River breaks its embankment, it will be a big deal. It's time for the rain to stop."

The heavy rain poured all over the sky, dripping wet everywhere, and there was thick water vapor in the air.

This kind of weather can easily upset people, especially those who are already irritable.

Bianliang Cross Street, outside the restaurant.

A man in coir raincoat scolded loudly: "You thieves, it's full again. Is there no vacant room in Bianliang? If you let me know that there are vacant rooms, this fist won't recognize you."

The worker in the store smiled wryly: "The villain dare not lie. He said that it is a guest room, and the firewood room is full."

At the foot of the emperor, in the bustling place of Tokyo, Xiaoer also has a bit of arrogance.In normal times, when encountering such a situation, he would have already driven people away with his nostrils turned upside down.

Today is quite special, because the person opposite him is twice as tall as him, and he always bends down when talking to him, with a strong sense of oppression.

Especially those two arms are as strong as the old willow trees on the street, and the waist is like a millstone, and the opening of the mouth is like spring thunder, which makes people fear.

Fortunately, he was only more irritable, and he was still reasonable. He slammed the door and left after complaining.

"Oh my god, there's no end to the next one."

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunder exploded at his feet, scaring the big man back.

"The one in front is my brother Wu Erlang?"

The big man turned his head suddenly, only to see Song Jiang smiling, with his hands behind his back, under the eaves by the roadside, and there was a big black man standing behind him.

"Brother Gongming!"

Wu Song went up to meet him, wiped the water on his face, and said: "Received my brother's letter, Wu Song rushed to Bianliang without stopping. Who knew that there was a little trouble on the way, and I was delayed for a while. I didn't expect to miss the next letter." Big brother going to Tubo."

Song Jiang said: "It's okay, going to Tubo is not a big deal. I just thought that my brothers would get together and be happy, so I wrote a letter to teach my brothers to come. By the way, you left without saying goodbye last time. What's the matter?"

"Wu Song has a brother who raised me since I was a child, but my brother has a trouble-making personality, which made him worry a lot. The last time I met a peddler from my hometown in Tokyo, he said that my brother was being bullied. I Then go back and have a look."

"Oh?" Song Jiang asked as he walked, "What was the result?"

"Alas!" Wu Song sighed, wiped the water off his face with his hand, and cursed: "There is a rich man in the village who has an outer room, but this man's house is jealous, and he dare not stay in the mansion." I spent money to teach my elder brother to get married, and he came here every now and then to hang out while my elder brother was out. Later, he was seen by someone and told my elder brother, so he wanted to quarrel with that prostitute. Who would have thought that the rich man ordered someone to beat her My elder brother only had one breath left, and he held his breath when he saw me."

Behind Song Jiang, Li Kui scolded: "Your brother is bullied and doesn't fight back, he is not a good man!"

Song Jiang quickly grabbed him and cursed: "Tie Niu shut up!"

He had always heard that the Wu family had two children from one mother. Wu Song was eight feet long, handsome, and possessed a thousand catties of strength.His elder brother Wu Dalang was less than five feet tall, with a ferocious face and a ridiculous mind. People in Qinghe County saw him short and short, so they nicknamed him "Three-inch Dinggu Bark."

This kind of person will definitely be bullied in the village, but he has a fierce brother like Wu Song, and sooner or later something will happen
Wu Song knew Li Kui's temperament, so he didn't care about him, he gave him a cold look and continued: "How can I swallow this breath, string together these adulterers and prostitutes, and then come to Bianliang to join my brother. "

Song Jiang nodded, this case is so easy to solve, so he said in a low voice: "Let's go, everyone is already at Xinxiangguo Temple, and we are hosting a banquet for you."

"How is Master Lu?"

"Brothers are all very good, but I always miss my brother." Song Jiang was also drenched all over. Fortunately, during this time, everyone gradually got used to it.

They braved the heavy rain and came to Xinxiangguo Temple. Sure enough, it was filled with tables and chairs. Lu Zhishen greeted them and said with a big smile, "Brother, you have been away for so long, but you are finally back."

Inside the main hall, there were traces of burnt wood. At this time, there was no more cigarettes. Presumably, it had been down for too long, and the firewood was drenched.

Seeing that Wu Song was unhappy, everyone sat down and drank a few bowls of wine, but they didn't dare to ask Song Jiang.

When Song Jiang told the story, a group of people were excited, wishing to dig them out and kill them again.

Lu Zhishen comforted him, "You can't come back to life after death, you have to mourn. After all, Da Lang has such a brother. Wouldn't it be better to avenge him than so many unjust dead ghosts in the world."

As we were talking, suddenly there was a bang outside, and some of Lu Zhishen's rogue disciples rushed out, and came in after a while and said, "Master, it rained so hard that our plaque was washed down."

Lu Zhishen frowned and scolded: "Who is in charge of the rain in this area?"

"Bianhe Dragon King."

The rain in the past few days has been too much, and it has already aroused people's resentment, especially these villains, who are wet every day and are not refreshing at all.

"Thief horned dragon, go down, down, down, down, down, down, Sajia go kill him and serve the brothers wine!"

Wu Yong stood up to stop him, but felt his clothes being pulled, and looked down to see Song Jiang.

Song Jiang shook his head lightly, Wu Yong wiped his eyelids and sat down.

In such a short time, there were already a dozen empty bowls beside Wu Song. He glared angrily, slapped the table, and said, "Go! Kill him!"

Two people came outside, one was holding a Zen stick, the other was holding a bright silver simple knife, and they raised their heads and shouted loudly at the same time.

Lu Zhi pulled Wu Song deeply, waved his Zen stick towards the ground, and sent the two of them up to the clouds. Sure enough, there was a dragon rolling in the clouds, spreading the rain.

"You bird and dragon, it rains every day and night, and it doesn't stop. Grandpa who pours it is so irritable!" Wu Song scolded: "If I don't kill you, I won't get rid of the hatred in my heart."

"Bold!" Bianhe Dragon King turned his head, it was the first time he saw someone dare to speak to him like that.

As soon as the words fell, a Zen stick was swung down vigorously.Although Lu Zhishen has a bold temper, he likes to sneak attack very much in fights, and his movements are as fast as lightning.In his hands, he might not have the strength of ten thousand catties, the Dragon King couldn't dodge in time, half of his face was smashed, and he narrowly escaped the critical point, and his head was not smashed.

The Dragon King of Bianhe was beaten so dizzy and dizzy that he shook his head. Wu Song had already been riding up to his neck. He grabbed the dragon's horns with one hand, raised his fist the size of a hammer, and focused on beating with all his strength.

After fifty or seventy punches, blood gushed from the Dragon King's eyes, mouth, nose and ears.

(End of this chapter)