Zongwu: I have no fault in Yang Guo, how can I change it?

Chapter 177
a few days later.

The sky was getting darker, and the dim yellow sunlight fell on the deep river on the ground, reflecting a little bit of cold light,
The dark river reflects the figures, and with the evening wind blowing, the water ripples, and the figures on the shore suddenly become chaotic.

Gentleman Sword" Yue Buqun raised his eyes to look at the setting sun on the western mountain, thought for a while, and after the two leaders of the "Five Sacred Sword Alliance" Tong Tianmen and Mr. Mo Da had passed their Qi, the three of them walked quickly to the end of the team. ahead.

Among a group of "Northern Shaolin" monks, he found Fang Zheng, the abbot of Shaolin with a circle of white beard who looked highly respected.

Yue Buqun looked anxious, and made a clasped fist, "Master Fangzheng, there are still more than [-] miles away from the Blackwood Cliff, and it seems that it will be dark now, do you still have to hurry?"

Hearing this, Fang Zheng looked back, and saw that most of the nearby people in the world were tired, their gray eyebrows were frowned, hesitant, and immediately said:

"I don't know what Master Yue wants?"

Yue Buqun lowered his head slightly, turned his eyes halfway, and replied in a solemn voice, "Today's matter is also a match made by Shaolin. Master Fang Zheng is the leader of this trip. It should be the master's decision."

Yue Buqun kicked the ball back, and Fang Zheng was not surprised. He recited the Buddha's name and said, "It's getting late and it's inconvenient to travel at night, so let's take a rest here, and tomorrow morning we will be doing the work of exorcising demons." , Coincidentally, the old monk also has many doubts and told the masters."

"It's all up to the master."

"Master Yue, please pass on the news."

"It's natural."

……

The night is getting darker, the wind is slightly cold.

Tents were set up one by one.

At the very center, inside the tallest, largest and most spacious tent.

The well-known heads of the top ranks of the Jianghu gathered together, and it seemed that the originally spacious tent was a bit cramped.

There is a main seat in the tent, but Fang Zheng has no intention of sitting on it at all, and is extremely humble.

"Amitabha, I take the liberty to invite you here because I have doubts in my heart, and I want to ask you heroes to clarify your doubts."

"Good talk, good talk."

"Master Fangzheng might as well tell you why you are bothering me."

……

All the people present, except for a few people, the rest of the sect leaders, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are old foxes, and they will not lose their words on the scene.

"Master Fang Zheng thinks that our journey is too smooth?"

Suddenly someone said something, Fang Zheng looked at it, and smiled, "What Guo Daxia said is exactly what I don't understand. I am worried that the demon sect is setting a trap and waiting for us."

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, we have so many heroes and heroes here, forgive that the demon sect can't make any waves."

"Since ancient times, evil has prevailed over good, and we will definitely wipe out the Demon Cult in one fell swoop."

"Senior Brother Tianmen and Sect Master Yue are right. With so many of us, I'm afraid he won't be able to succeed in the Demon Sect alone!"

……

All the heroes echoed in unison, but the emotions in their eyes were different.

Fang Zheng frowned slightly, and then quickly relaxed it.

He invited people over at night, not because of bloodshed before the battle, but because he was really worried.

It's just that the people in the arena now seem to be of one mind and very united, but no one knows the little things in their hearts. There are so many princes of the [-]th Route begging for Dong Zhuo.

Seeing their enthusiasm, Shangguan Jinghong yawned, and said lazily, "It's so boring, I'll go back to rest first, and call me if there is anything to do."

Before the heroes could react, they saw Shangguan Jinghong walked away nonchalantly, not taking a cloud with him.

"This little girl is quite independent. I wonder whose beloved daughter she is? My apprentice is not married yet,"

"Ahem, just now that woman is the new head of the Iron Palm Clan, Shangguan Jinghong, it is said that she is a descendant of the great hero Shangguan Jiannan."

"Iron Palm Gang..."

As soon as the "Iron Palm Gang" was mentioned, everyone looked at Mr. Mo Da of the "Hengshan School" with weird expressions.

Mr. Mo Da's expression was calm, he couldn't see any emotion, but he had a bit of bearing.

The topic in the corner of his eye was about to go off the rails, Fang Zheng raised his hand and pressed vainly, "Everyone, so far, the Demon Sect has not reacted at all, I think we still need to be careful, and we must not be careless."

"Master Fangzheng means..."

"The old monk suggested that the troops should be divided into two groups. In this way, even if something happens to one side, they can quickly rush to help."

"I don't know how Master Fangzheng can..." Before Yue couldn't help finishing speaking, there was a heart-piercing cry from outside the tent.

"It's not good, it's not good, the devils are attacking at night!!"

"Go away, go out!"

……

A series of emergency calls made the expressions of the heroes in the tent change suddenly, but Guo Jing rushed out of the tent like a tiger descending the mountain, no one intercepted him, and he arrived at Huang Rong's tent in a short while.

There was chaos in the camp, and the flames shot up into the sky, shocking people's hearts.

But Yang Guo, who was observing all this from a distance, watched it with great interest, of course, what happened tonight was not done by him.

Yang Guo did this kind of thing leisurely and gracefully.

Specifically who did it, Yang Guo just saw who it was, but the other party's lightness kung fu is good, coming and going like the wind, no one caught him.

Seeing the darkness of the night, Yang Guo naturally didn't want to share a room with Xiaolongnv and others, after hesitating for a while, he remembered that Li Tianheng from the "Sky Eagle Sect" had told about a special inn nearby.

"Auntie, let's rest too."

Xiao Longnv looked sideways at Yang Guo, as if asking where to rest.

"Auntie, come with me!"

Taking Xiaolongnv's slender and soft hand, Yang Guo leaped away.

The speed of the two of them is extremely fast, and within a single stick of incense, they have already swept dozens of miles away.

At this moment, a brightly lit but lonely inn appeared along with the vast night ahead.

Get closer.

You can see four big scarlet lanterns hanging outside the inn, and the four big characters "Yingyue Inn" are written on the lanterns.

It's been a while since nightfall.

The tavern didn't mean to close its doors at all, instead it was very lively, as if it was specially opened at night.

As soon as Yang and Long entered, they looked around and examined him, as if they recognized a stranger.

The shopkeeper of the inn is a beautiful woman in her thirties, her delicate collarbone clings to her fragrant sweat, her chest is bulging, as if she is about to push those buttons open, her face is like a peach blossom, as bright as pearls.

At this moment, she had a topaz pipe in her lips and was puffing.

Seeing Yang Guo approaching, thoughts flashed across his eyes, he covered his mouth and smiled coquettishly.

"San Niang has seen Master Yang, I don't know what kind of wind is blowing, let Master Yang come to this small place as a concubine?"

Yang Guo didn't know the woman in front of him, and Li Tianheng told about this shop.

Taking the money from his arms and throwing it on the table, Yang Guo said calmly, "One is the upper room."

"Master Yang is willing to visit the small shop. The small shop is full of splendor. How can I get the money?" Huang Sanniang threw the money back and shouted behind her, "Cook, hurry up and cook."

There was a sound of "um" from the back kitchen, and then there was a sound of cooking oil on fire.

Yang Guo knew that the things imported by this store were not clean.

"There is no need for food, Yang is not used to eating outside things."

Watching Yang and Long go upstairs, Huang Sanniang's fiery body was pressed against the counter, her left palm propped her chin, her right hand held a piece of silver that could not be sent back, she licked her red lips, yawned, and winked silky.

"This Lord Yang... is not a strong outsider."

"Is the food still on?"

There was a Weng Sheng Weng Qi voice from the back kitchen, it was the cook just now.

"He has real skills, let's not get into trouble."

Huang Sanniang lit the pipe, took a puff of smoke, saw the eyes from all around, patted the table, and said coquettishly, "What are you looking at? I haven't seen a woman before, so I won't be able to come up with any money later, so I will pay the old lady!"

Everyone immediately looked back and made a quail shape.

upstairs.

Before Xiao Longnv fell asleep, she sat by the bed and asked, "Do you know that woman just now?"

Yang Guo was stunned, not sure why she would suddenly ask such a question today, and honestly replied, "It's my first time here too, I heard people talking about this place before, and I thought it would be better for us to find a more comfortable place, so we came here here."

"What's the matter, aunt, is there a problem?"

"It's okay, go to sleep, I'm asleep too."

Yang Guo shook his head helplessly, lightened his body, jumped onto the hemp rope in mid-air, maintained the posture of "Crouching Dragon's Sting", and continued to practice.

late at night.

Downstairs, back kitchen.

Seeing the burly cook dozing off, an old man with white hair and beard smiled, and immediately untied the hemp rope that bound him very skillfully, stood on tiptoe and was about to leave.

I don't know whether he did it on purpose or not, before he walked out of the kitchen, several porcelain bowls were knocked to the ground, making a crisp and piercing sound.

Almost at the same time, the shopkeeper's roar came, "Cook, are you demolishing the house?"

The human cook squinted his eyes, as if he didn't hear, and continued to chatter.

"It's boring, it's really boring." The old man turned around twice and smashed two porcelain bowls. Seeing that the cook hadn't responded yet, he punched him with his fist and shouted, "Slap your ass!"

The human cook opened his eyes immediately, and his burly figure like a hill dodged the lightning-like punch with great agility.

"Senior, why bother to embarrass this junior." Pulling out the two kitchen knives around his waist, the chef's aura changed drastically, "Senior, if you haven't played enough, this senior will do a few tricks with you tonight!"

"Hey, cook, what are you doing, you're in for a big job, hurry up and cook!"

Huang Sanniang opened the bamboo curtain and saw Zhou Botong's cynical smiling face and the mess around him, and immediately felt a tightness in his chest.

"Senior, you are a bit too much. Come to my shop to eat and drink for nothing, and break things. The cook can bear it, but Huang Sanniang can't bear it!!"

"Hmph! Come, come, see if my old naughty boy was ever afraid of you!"

call--

The gust of wind suddenly blew up, Zhou Botong felt chills down his spine, he dodged to avoid it without any hesitation.

"Okay, you! You actually sneaked up on me when I wasn't prepared! How shameless!"

Standing like a mountain with two knives in his hands, the human cook nodded slightly and said, "Senior, the big bullies the small, so I'm afraid it won't bring much glory."

"Bullshit bullying the little with the big, old naughty boy, I'm called Demon Eliminator!"

The voice just fell.

The old naughty boy unleashed the 72-way Kongming Fist and took the initiative to strike.

The human chef's arms are muscled up, as firm as a rock, and he swings the knife calmly, as if he is chopping meat with every knife, fast, accurate, and ruthless.

And Zhou Botong is a master of martial arts, no matter how the chef makes a knife, he can defuse it with the extremely soft fist of "Kongming Fist".

The old naughty boy didn't seem to want to win immediately, and his posture was very casual, completely playing tricks on the cook.

The two fought.

Huang Sanniang at the side took a deep breath of smoke, helped her forehead helplessly, and walked out of the back kitchen.

Just after returning to the counter, a dwarf in a green robe, about four or five feet tall, with an old beard appeared.

"Shopkeeper, when will you serve the food? My master is still waiting to eat!"

Huang Sanniang smiled and blew a smoke ring.

"You "Unfeeling Valley" are strange. In the past, the small shops where I saw my concubines were far away. Why are you interested in staying here, not to mention staying here, and dare to eat?"

"This is what Master meant, and I don't know."

Listening to the sound of ping-pong-pong in the kitchen, Huang Sanniang said calmly, "The food is gone, you should eat your own dry food."

Fan Yiweng also heard the movement from the kitchen, and asked, "What's going on, why is your kitchen so loud."

"You want to know?"

Surrounding the surroundings, seeing the strange expressions of those people, Fan Yiweng immediately thought of something, chose to shut up, his eyes were quite disgusted, and he moved away from the counter, as if he was afraid of getting some dirty things.

"Yi Weng, why haven't we finished yet?"

Fan Yiweng was slightly stiff, and after receiving the house card, he quickly ran to a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe—Gongsun Zhi.

"Master, why did we come to this store? This store is a black store, and it still does that kind of business."

Gongsun Zhi looked calm, glanced unobtrusively at Huang Sanniang in front of the counter, and said calmly, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

"Yes." Fan Yiweng responded, handed over the room card, and immediately said, "The shopkeeper said that there is no food, Master."

"It's okay, just drink some flower dew."

Gongsunzhi stood up slowly, and walked in front of Huang Sanniang, with a slightly stiff smile on his serious face.

"I didn't ask the girl's name."

"Huang Sanniang, you are the current owner of "Unfeeling Valley", Gongsun Zhi?"

Gongsunzhi was surprised, "How did the girl know?"

"Valley of Unrequited Love" is a paradise, few outsiders know about this place, and I seldom go out of the valley, let alone be able to reveal my identity in a single word, which is even more unusual.

Huang Sanniang rolled her eyes, "Have you heard of "Tianji Pavilion"?"

Gongsunzhi shook his head, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a loud "bang--".

Then a figure was thrown out like a kite with a broken string.

The target is the counter.

Huang Sanniang reacted very quickly, she got up lightly, just dodged it, her movements were so smooth, as if she had practiced it thousands of times.

Gongsun Zhi stretched out his hands, wanting to show his hands in front of Huang Sanniang, but saw Huang Sanniang picking up the cook's neck in mid-air like a chicken, and then floated to the ground, obviously not mediocre.

"call……"

Breathing out the smoke deeply, Huang Sanniang felt helpless looking at the laughing old urchin in front of her.

"Senior, you make such a big noise, the noisy guests can't sleep?"

"The old urchin is saving them!"

"Suck... breathe... the treacherous person, what can I say to save him?"

(End of this chapter)