"Ahem—" Chang Jingfan on the side coughed dissatisfiedly, interrupting Chang Jingwang's conversation and not letting him continue. And gouged out Chang Jingwang fiercely, thinking in his heart: This Zheng Biao is his brother after all, if he criticizes in his own home, he won't be ashamed to throw it outside. Originally, Chang Jingfan didn't want to say more when his colleague next to him asked about it. Unexpectedly, Chang Jingwang, an idiot, would add fuel to the flames. Shame is not enough, and you still add fuel and jealousy. Could it be that he, Zheng Biao, is ashamed? Aren't you ashamed? Later, this matter spread in Changkong Zhaojianmen, saying that Chang Jingfan's cousin was seriously injured by a child who was not yet ten years old and had no martial arts skills. Do you think people would make fun of others? Is it not me who is ashamed? I really don't understand why there are idiots like Chang Jingwang and trash like Zheng Biao in the family.
"Suffice it to say here. It's rare for a few juniors to come out. How about I trouble some of you to accompany me on this trip? If there is something to do, you should go back to the teacher's gate first. We will wait for this matter, and I will definitely do it as a brother." Thanks a lot."
"Ah—what did Senior Brother Chang say, I was originally led by Senior Brother Chang when I came out, so how could I go back to the sect without waiting for Senior Brother Chang?"
"That's right, let's talk about Senior Brother Chang, it's not easy for me to come out once, so I just took this opportunity to see the scenery and people in Qingyang Town, and by the way, stand up for my little cousin, and also show my ability to shine in the sky to the remote places. Absolutely-"
"Yes, yes—"
"Just so-"
…
Chang Jingfan smiled slightly, and said: "Okay then, I'll thank all the juniors on behalf of my little cousin."
"I don't know when we should leave?" A disciple of Changkong Zhaojianmen turned around and asked Zheng Biao who was hiding silently.
Seeing that someone finally asked a question, Zheng Biao hurriedly started to talk, "It's better to hit the sun than to choose a date, why not just tomorrow?" I'm afraid it will be a long time, and the night will be long and there will be many dreams, so I just set it on tomorrow. Not only can he complete his plan as soon as possible, but at the same time, he can send these uncles away earlier.
Everyone looked at Chang Jingfan, waiting for the leader's opinion.
"Wait a minute—" A loud shout startled everyone, only one person came out of the crowd, and said proudly: "Since all senior brothers are willing to help cousin She get back this matter, then we should find a thorough one at a time..."
Everyone looked back, but it was Chang Jingwang.
"Junior Brother Chang, how can you do it thoroughly?" Someone asked.
"Going this time, since we want to slap them in the face, we should also show our prestige of the sword gate in the sky, and let the martial arts fellows know the prestige of a few senior brothers?"
"I don't know what Junior Brother Xiaochang's plan is? And how did he get our name?"
"Brothers, my younger brother has already found out. Three days later, it will be the fifteenth day of the second lunar month. At this time of every month, there is a big temple fair in Qingyun Temple. We just use this time to humiliate them. At the same time, hold high the banner of righteousness, distribute hero posts widely, gather all the people in the martial arts on the ground nearby, no matter whether they are famous or not, powerful or not... all of them are called together, and in front of these martial arts fellows, they will step on the signboard of Qingyun Temple under their feet I don't think they are arrogant or not. In this way, not only will the face of Zhangkong Zhaojianmen be uplifted, but also the skills of the senior brothers will be exposed, and the reputation will be made, so that the senior brothers will become famous in a battle. Also let the martial arts fellows know the great reputation of my brothers from Zhangkongzhaojianmen—”
"Well said—" Chang Jingwang's suggestion was immediately supported by many colleagues.
Chang Jingfan looked at this radiant younger brother of the same clan with some annoyance, and always despised his behavior, but the method he proposed was not harmful to him, on the contrary, it was quite disrespectful to him for making a name for himself in the martial arts very early. It is beneficial, and it is even possible that the elder in the door will be included in the door wall immediately. Although the camera is here, although I feel a little disgusted in my heart, I let this younger brother of the same clan do whatever he wants. But he absolutely did not dare to do things that would humiliate his master and embarrass himself.
"That's fine, I'll leave this matter to you. When we're ready, we'll set off at any time. Remember, don't do anything that insults the teacher."
"Brother, don't worry, this little brother definitely doesn't dare to act rashly..."
"It's so good—all seniors, let's rest here for the time being. Qingyun Guan, hehe, a small sect that is not popular, this time I will trouble you, seniors, to follow me to this experience."
"Okay—" everyone agreed with a loud bang.
Zheng Biao on the side looked like a nodding and bowing slave, but his heart was extremely excited. Come on, you bastards, fight like hell, no matter who wins or loses this time, Mr. Zheng, I will be so happy—
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On February 15th, it was the Qingyun Temple Fair.
On this day, the sky is extremely beautiful, the sky is high and the clouds are light, which is a rare cool day in Yunzhou.
Qingyang Town is small. Although there is a specially divided market in the town, the scale is limited after all, and they are all regular shops. There is no place for country people to set up a stall to exchange goods. The temple fair of Qingyunguan actually helped the peasant households in these ten miles and eight villages, and it became a gathering place that was held once a month to buy necessities for life. This has attracted a large number of merchants and hawkers to gather here. Over the years, this temple fair has become quite large. The distance of 1,800 meters from the gate of Qingyunguan to the slope of Qingsong is crowded with people, and it is very lively.
There are mules and horse markets that trade large animals, mountain folks who sell mountain goods and local specialties, hunters who sell fur and prey, and even clothes, shoes and socks, bedding, pots and pans, and villagers who set up tents. , selling steaming tea soup, rice noodles and other snacks...
Near the gate of Qingyunguan Temple, there are several stalls, some of which are writing for others, and some are fortune-telling and divination...
At this time, it is the busiest here, with a crowd of people forming a circle. Looking inside, it turns out that this is a showman. This is an extremely rare scene at the Qingyun Temple Fair.
Qingyun Guan was the busiest day, except for a few Taoist boys on duty, all other disciples were allowed to take a day off. The way of civil and martial arts, one piece at a time...
The three generations of disciples of Qingyun Temple finally had the time to have fun, and they all flocked out of the temple to wander around in the market. It just so happened that there was a rare acrobatic performance in front of the temple gate, and suddenly, a small group of young Taoist priests in blue Taoist robes squeezed out from the crowd, all of them were in their teens, watching the excitement happily.
Qingyang Town is located in a remote place, and few people who have the potential to perform arts come here to earn a little money. I don’t know where they came from. Such a family, a couple with three children, the older one It was a boy of sixteen or seventeen, a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, and a black and thin little boy who looked about four or five years old.
Nine wooden stakes with a height of half a person and a thickness of a bowl mouth were erected on the ground several feet in size. , there are eighteen copper bells hanging on the side of the flag, and when they are unfurled in the wind, they will ring continuously.
Standing under the banner was a man in his forties, with an honest face and a short beard under his jaw, but his tendons and flesh protruded out strand by strand like a horned dragon, and his limbs were strong and powerful. It is really burly.
Looking at that woman again, she is over 30 years old, her appearance is not outstanding, but her figure is soft and beautiful, obviously she has practiced soft kung fu.
The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy had an ordinary appearance and a strong figure, but he was a bit like a father. At this time, he was preparing all kinds of equipment on the sidelines, weighing this for a while, waving that for a while, and carefully inspected the equipment that was about to perform on stage. A four- or five-year-old boy was sitting on the box next to him, looking around, all his eyes were on the food in the hands of the crowd of onlookers around him, and his thumb was sucking.
There were more than a hundred people densely packed around, forming a circle of six or seven feet in size. These people are all on the sidelines, so we won't show them for now.
At this time, in the arena, there was that little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, practicing double swords in the middle of the arena, wearing a little red brocade jacket, with two big braids fluttering back and forth with her movements. "Shua, Shua, Shua", the knife was shining, he was jumping and jumping, and he practiced quite skillfully, which attracted cheers and cheers from the surrounding audience.
Not long after, I saw the little girl withdrew the saber, stood firm on both feet, her little face was dripping with sweat, holding the guard of the saber in both hands, and bowed slightly to the onlookers.