Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 88: Letter from the Wild Goose
Zhao Rong rode back to Zhaojiawu to meet his grandfather first.

Zhao Fu, who was collecting fishing nets with several fellow villagers, had a kind smile and only asked a few questions with concern, but did not ask him to ask questions.

After being separated for more than a month, the old man didn't seem to worry about his safety at all.

Zhao Fu's state made Zhao Rong feel at ease, and it was inevitable that he felt a little disappointed in his heart.

After he entered the house and went to the well to fetch water and wash himself, Zhao Fu turned back to look at the wood door in front of the door, his eyes full of love.

"Ahem," a lean old man in cotton-padded clothes coughed and asked doubtfully, "On the bow of the ship, I used to talk about Xiao Rong so much, why didn't we talk more when we met?"

"yes,"

"It's better to ask my brothers to listen to the major events in the world."

Zhao Fu looked back and weaved a fishing net skillfully, "It's done when you see someone."

"The rivers and lakes are much more dangerous than our fishing. If I don't let him bother and distract me, this is all I can do with my old bones."

"Eh~!"

"The boat head has good intentions, and Xiaorong is also a good person!"

"Yeah, I think it was Xiao Rong who led everyone to defeat Yu Ba."

An old man pulling the string sighed: "Since I was little, I thought this child was not simple, and it turns out to be true."

……

After washing, I put my hair into a bun and changed into clean clothes, feeling refreshed all over.

At noon, we had dinner with these old neighbors. Everyone was in high spirits and cooked two pots of hot wine.

The bone-penetrating dragon attracted many fishermen in the dock to watch, and was more eye-catching than Zhao Rong.

A tall horse with white hair on top of its head, so majestic!

When people are watching, this horse will raise its neck and neigh in the direction of Zhao Rong. Apparently it doesn't like being looked at like a monkey.

The posture of raising his neck is like a wolf howling at the moon, which makes the neighbors shout that it is magical.

Zhao Musheng was a brave boy. He took a handful of fresh grass and wanted to touch it. As a result, the Penetrating Bone Dragon suddenly stood up and raised its hooves higher than his head. Zhao Musheng was so frightened that he turned over.

Roaring laughter sounded everywhere.

Tou Gulong snorted continuously, and the lip flesh on the horse's mouth turned up, as if laughing at him for being timid.

"Brother Rong, brother Rong, why is this horse so spiritual?"

"Because it's expensive."

"Ah?" Zhao Musheng was stunned. "It does make sense."

I didn't go out all day. I chatted with my grandpa and listened to him talk about fishing in Tanhu.

Without the bandits on Shajiao Island, not only the merchant ships coming and going are safe, but also the fishermen don't have to worry.

"I heard outside that you were the one who led the fight against the island bandits. The fishermen on several boats are grateful for your kindness. Zhangjiawu wants you to avenge them, and they even said they want to set up an incense tablet to worship you."

Mentioning Zhangjiawu, Zhao Fu sighed, "But grandpa stopped them, saying they were neighbors, and said you were too young to bear the incense."

"Rong'er has done a great thing."

He looked proud: "They praised you as a knight, and I heard it with pleasure."

It could be seen that grandpa had a lot to say, so Zhao Rong stayed on the sidelines to be more of an audience.

"In the past, several boats on the lake fished and sold fish together, competing for each other's business. The relationship between the boat captains was not good secretly, but grandpa kept suppressing the anger of the young men, and then they got along well without breaking up."

"Later, when you called for a team to deal with the fish tyrants, grandpa had the opportunity to come forward and persuade those bows. Otherwise, it would not be so easy to hold grievances."

Listen, listen...

Zhao Rong smiled hoarsely, "You have heard the rumors outside and are worried about your grandson, right?"

"You are from a high-ranking family, what do I, a little old man, know?" The old man shook his head and picked at the wick.

"There are indeed factions within the Hengshan Sect, but even if there is no Yuba, I am confident that we will not break up with each other and at the same time integrate the bows into one boat."

The old man gave a thumbs up and said, "My grandson is far better than me."

He also warned: "Mr. Mo Da is a kind elder, and now he is your master. You must respect him and be filial to him."

"Yes."

After that, grandpa talked about what happened more than a month ago.

For example, there is a little girl from Tongfu Inn who occasionally comes to Zhaojiawu to bring him some food and talk to him.

Zhao Fu always showed surprise when he mentioned Fei Fei.

I can't imagine that there is such a person in the world, so young and so smart.

Feifei makes the elderly feel friendly.

Because the words like "there is such a thing in the world" can also be used to describe Zhao Rong, they have quite a few similarities.

Early the next morning, Zhao Rong went to the inn.

Bao Bidianzheng and Wing Tai were practicing martial arts outside.

Seeing him arriving, the young village master couldn't help but look up and down, and his eyes finally landed on the sword at Zhao Rong's waist.

"Young Master, do you want to have a fight?"

"No," Wentai touched his chin, "I'm not feeling well today, I'll fight another day."

"Okay, wait until you recover from your injuries, otherwise I won't be able to win."

Zhao Rong's steps were sufficient and he didn't mean to expose Wentai at all.

It’s a good guy who is prostituted for nothing, why should his words be too harsh?

After saying hello to Bao Butian beside him, he crossed the threshold and headed inside the inn.

"Brother Tai, you'd better give up," Bao Butian patted Wentai on the shoulder, "It's like two people setting off from Hengyang towards the Gaoliang River at the same time. You are sitting on a donkey cart, while Brother Rong is riding a photo. Night Jade Lion.”

He used his fingers together to pull apart, "Just like this, the distance is getting farther and farther."

"You also heard the news from the northern post station yesterday."

"Many demon sect masters have their throats sealed with one sword. I heard that few can survive the second blow."

"Your opponent is no longer the young man from the escort agency, but the Yancheng Divine Sword, the Tianshan Magic Sword, the Tianzhu Divine Sword, and the Fenghou Magic Sword."

“We still don’t know what the future will be like.”

"Despair or not?"

Bao Butian spoke with sincerity and sincerity.

It means: Stop being stalemate and surrender quickly.

Surrender early and enjoy early.

Wentai was slightly stunned after hearing his words.

But I don't know what he thought of, and his face regained its vitality.

"You do not understand"

"I fought against all the invincible younger generations in Taojiang. I was once too arrogant because of my confusion. Now that someone has illuminated the way forward, I can calm down and practice."

He said proudly, "My strength has improved greatly during the last battle on Shajiao Island."

"One day, I will be able to do what I can do."

Bao Butian said a long "Oh", but there was no confidence in his eyes.

On the second floor of the inn, Qu Feiyan, who was reading by the window, put down the book with a happy face.

He waved his little hand to invite Zhao Rong to sit across from him.

"The senior brothers in the Liu Mansion must be very sad. They have been busy for more than a month, but they can't even take action once as Brother Rong."

The little girl showed admiration and whispered, "But you have to be careful. The members of the Demon Cult, especially the ones below, are always looking for opportunities to ask for credit from Heimu Ya."

"Fortunately, I got the antidote during the Dragon Boat Festival."

"The more members of the Demon Cult you kill, the greater their success in catching you will be."

Dongfang Bubai uses the Three Corpse Brain Pill to control his subordinates. Many people who take this medicine have a manic temperament and often do crazy things to claim credit.

"The recent things at the dock should be caused by the Demon Cult," Zhao Rong responded.

"Yes," the little girl said with a worried look in her eyes, "Grandpa told me that I won't show up in the short term, and also told you to be careful."

She looked around and then moved closer. As she spoke, the morning breeze by the window blew up the hair on her forehead, almost touching Zhao Rong's face:
"Grandpa noticed the Demon Sect's contact signal in Hengyang, so he killed five or six people who were snooping around the Hengshan Sect. It seemed like they were looking for you."

"He lured a group of people away and hid himself. Grandpa is afraid of getting into big trouble for you and won't be able to help you later."

"Well," Zhao Rong said cautiously, "Don't go out alone recently, try to stay in the inn."

Qu Feiyan nodded his little head and said considerately: "I also recognize some of the demon sect's contact marks."

"Just call me if you need it."

"My martial arts have also improved, but they haven't improved as fast as Brother Rong."

Zhao Rong looked at the little girl and saw a hint of joy dancing on her brows.

Qu Feiyan's talent is not bad. Now that she is serious about practicing martial arts, apart from him, the leader of the Hengshan sect, there is no one with better talent than her.

Looking at the secret book in her hand, it was clearly written: "Crane Sword".

"The Lumen Palm I read before, why do I need to read the sword manual this time?"

"I'm already familiar with that set of palm techniques," she blinked, her bright eyes flashing, "It's just that my internal strength is a little weak."

"You must read the sword manual"

The little girl had a quirky smile and said, "Practice swordsmanship to lay a good foundation. Grandpa doesn't want me anymore. I will join the Hengshan sect when my elder brother becomes the leader."

"Fei Fei also understands music!"

As if she understood the essence, she added another sentence: "I understand that the inner strength and mental method of the Hengshan School is not actually the "Zhenyue Jue"."

"It should be Bi Xiao Yin, Hong Yan Shao Shu, Yi Jiang Feng, and Guang Ling San!"

Zhao Rong listened carefully at first,

When I heard the last sentence, I couldn't help but burst out laughing and coughing.

You have realized that you are from Hengshan!

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(End of this chapter)