I have many teachers

Chapter 369: The Rivers and Lakes Are So Snowy (22)

Fufeng Library Shou came out of the arena again.

The news that has been accumulated for a long time has finally spread throughout the Jianghu of Daqin.

Two years ago, Zang Shushou was listed in the Daqin Constellation Ranking. After several battles, he was considered to be able to compete with the most powerful ones on the Disha Ranking. When he disappeared, many people regretted it. , thinking that as long as it has a similar record, the ranking can still rise by one liter.

However, some martial arts masters in Fufeng are also quite optimistic.

He thought that this young man might be able to step onto the Tiangang list when he came back out of the arena after two years of experience.

They guessed wrong.

"It's said that the Fufeng library guard went straight to the hundred-story Fuzi building, and at that time, the sky was full of rainbows..."

"Everyone below is hearing Wang Shaoxia shout Xue Jiaqinshuang, is Zeng Anhao, oh, it's really touching, the truth of this feeling makes people unable to hold back tears, if you want to..."

In an inn, a table was set up on the second floor.

An old man in gray clothes sat on it, holding the wrist of a famous actor, but when it came to the climax, his eyebrows were beaming and his spittle was flying around.

What he was talking about was the biggest thing in Fufeng Jianghu these days.

On the day when the news came out, it was changed to the storybook overnight. I never thought that not only the men would like to hear about this Jianghu story, but even some girls would be interested in it, which made him earn some wine money. Throat, the old man raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd below, knocked the gavel heavily in his hand, and said again:
"All the judges, what is the identity of this Xue Jiaqinshuang?"

"She was originally a daughter of a wealthy family. She met her book-collecting couple at the Lantern Festival at the Flower Festival. She was a talented woman. She was delighted at first sight, and she secretly had a tryst. It was said that there was a bright moon in the sky at that time, so it was..."

Hong Feibai raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Anfeng in front of the table. His mood after being silent for seven or eight days finally relaxed a little. There was a rare smile on his face. performance, said:
"Sir, don't stop him talking nonsense?"

When Wang Anfeng and him met for the first time, they didn't expect that they would make such a big deal during this period of time, and they used their real names. The nearby cities need to be resupplied, and people also need to rest in the inn.

In places like restaurants and teahouses, there are three religions and nine streams gathered, and the news is the most well-informed. Even if they don't inquire, such a big matter can't be ignored if they want to.

So he also guessed Wang Anfeng's identity, but he didn't point it out, and still called him Mr. Wang Anfeng.

Wang Anfeng narrowed his eyes, looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose. He looked at the tea in the cup, shook his head, and said:
"This old man is also doing it to make a living, and no one will take the story in the story seriously."

"Don't worry about it."

Hong Feibai paused slightly, and his eyes fell on Wang Anfeng.

The latter is not the original blue shirt now, but has changed into a strong blue shirt. On the day when the news spread for the first time, Wang Anfeng hid his face and ran to the cloth shop to change into this clothes. He bought a qin somewhere, threw the original wooden sword into the qin case, and carried it behind his back.

Even the hosta that tied the hair was removed, and a head of jet-black hair hung behind him, tied with a rope an inch from the tail.

As far as he is now, he looks like a newcomer with more literati than Jianghu, and it is not even 01:30 worse than the "Portrait of Book Collector" circulating in Fufeng Jianghu.

If you are not familiar with someone, even if you hold the portrait of the one tael of silver in your hand and carefully look up and down at Wang Anfeng, it will take some time to confirm the identity of the young man in front of you. I also have to beat a drum in my heart.

Hong Feibai looked at the young man with a calm face, and suddenly wanted to ask a question.

Didn't you say you don't care?
"Guest officer, the dishes you both ordered are complete."

With a yell, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old inn clerk put a white cloth on his shoulders, held a wooden disc in one hand, and put the dishes on the table one by one. Finally, he took off the wooden plate, said to the guest officer, take it easy, and turned around to go down. .

Wang Anfeng raised the chopsticks in his hand and said:

"Eat, Fei Bai, you can go on your way when you are full."

With this interruption, Hong Feibai had no choice but to hold back the thought in his heart, and raised his chopsticks.

"Ah."

It took them half a decade to leave Fengyue City.

Tianjianmen is two to three thousand miles away from Fengyue City, but this is only a relatively direct distance. After all, Hong Feibai is also a man in the Jianghu. At this age, he is good at martial arts, except for some out-of-the-ordinary characters. Steady and steady fighting, internal strength, and swordsmanship are all considered to be on the ground.

With this ability, it is definitely impossible to obediently ride in a carriage when going out to the mountains and rivers and lakes.

After all, how can bumping in the carriage be as enjoyable as performing lightness kung fu?
So this leads to a fallacy of being dark under the lights. What he said is that the distance from the carriage is completely two concepts. After they traveled this way, they only traveled less than one third of the distance. I haven't smelled the change of the corpse, but after all, I can't wait for a long time.

The time spent on the road every day is extended to eight hours a day, and sometimes even travels overnight.

They are all warriors, full of energy, and there is nothing serious about meditating to refresh their minds.

Two people, or two men, walk together every day. Even though most of the time, Hong Feibai is silent like a bluestone on the mountain, but occasionally he will talk about this matter, but the things he said are fragmented and unacceptable. system.

Hong Feibai is still unwilling to recall the whole story of this matter.

It was like a scar on his heart.

There are pedantic people in the world who think that time can dilute everything, but the scar is there, and it will not disappear or fade away. It hurts and hurts when you touch it. At this time, take the initiative to ask, it is no worse than holding a dagger again. Using the pretext of being kind and comforting, he stabbed hard into the bloody wound again.

Maybe unintentionally, maybe intentionally, most people will ask what happened when they are comforting.

It seemed that the dagger that had been pierced had to be stirred violently a few times.

But after hearing too many fragmented things, Wang Anfeng can almost figure out the general outline of the matter. It seems common to say that most of the things in the Jianghu are nothing more than seizing treasures and killing people, money and beauty, and they can't escape these things.

Probably after Hong Feibai parted with him, his master took them on a trip to a senior in Fufeng County City, and brought back the treasures that belonged to their lineage in Tianjianmen.

Because of a certain agreement made more than ten years ago, all those enshrined on the mountain these years are just fakes, and only then can this treasure be brought back to the mountain gate.

Unexpectedly, when he was resting in a Taoist temple, he encountered a siege.

There are many opponents on the other side, and even his master can hardly lead them out. Under no choice, Hong Feibai volunteered to act as an abandoned child, rushing out from the so-called secret path, bringing the counterfeit treasure to attract the attention of the opponents, and serving his master and Brothers and sisters create vitality.

Then, his master rushed forward to create chaos and create opportunities, so that the little junior sister returned to the mountain gate with the genuine product.

In any case, this treasure must be sent out.

Only Hong Feibai and his master knew about this plan.

Later, Hong Feibai returned to the Taoist temple, and the Taoist inside was still alive. He told Hong Feibai that because several people were lured away at that time, his master was hit by several swords and led his disciples to defeat the invading enemy. After a few days of recuperation, he returned to the sect.

But who knew that the person who had already wanted to die survived.

But the girl who should have survived the most, died alone and died elsewhere. The so-called impermanence of the world is probably like this.

Wang Anfeng really didn't know how to comment.

But for the elder of Tianjianmen who treated his eldest disciple as an abandoned son, he felt a little bit of criticism in his heart.

How can this be considered a master?
As for why the girl appeared in Fengyue City, which is so far away from Tianjian Gate, and what the treasure is, it is not something that Wang Anfeng can guess.

It was mid-winter at this time, and after a few days of dryness, some snow finally fell. Looking around, both sides of the official road were covered with snow, and the snowflakes swirled around to cover the whole world. One piece, in this vastness, the black carriage moves forward alone.

Wang Anfeng opened his eyes slightly, let go of the distracting thoughts in his mind, leaned on the shaft of the car, breathed white air, and said:

"It's snowing heavily..."

Hong Feibai looked at the snow scene, dazed.

It's snowing heavily in the rivers and lakes.

In the third year of Daqin Dayuan, on the thirteenth day of the [-]th month of the lunar calendar, there was heavy snow. Wang Anfeng and Hong Feibai had traveled for more than ten days, and it was only two or three days away from the gate of Tianjianmen.

At the same time, in the city of Fufeng County.

"Wang Anfeng!!"

"Hello, you're fine!"

"Whoever dares to let the pigeons of the hall, you are still the first since I was born, no, the second!"

Every time he came out for a stroll, like a wooden stake, Li Changxing, who had been waiting outside the wooden house for more than ten days, finally ushered in the day when he had to leave Fufeng, and Wang Anfeng also succeeded in "releasing the pigeons of His Highness for half a month", At this time, Li Changxing no longer had the majesty of being born in the royal family, just like an ordinary boy who was bullied, he was so angry that he almost jumped outside the wooden house.

In the end, he was puzzled and kicked hard on the wooden door.

He was wearing a pair of thin-soled shoes, and he used too much force this time, and his thumb just happened to rest on a piece of blue rock.

At this moment, the tender toes realized what the beating of nature is. The 11-year-old emperor's grandson Dianxi's face was instantly purple, and there were two big bags of tears in his eyes. He tried not to cry, and stared at the wooden house. Gritting his teeth, said:

"Wang... An... Feng!!"

300 meters away, the smiling tiger looked at the middle-aged master next to him with a happy face.

"Quick, quick."

"Did you finish that painting just now?"

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