"The surname Gongshu is rare. The Mr. Gongshu they are talking about should be the person in charge of Momen. The news that Hu Yinzi has acquired Gongshu's essential skills has been leaked. This Mr. Gongshu must have gone to Yuqing Sect to investigate and ask for secret books. ." Nanfeng laughed.
"Haha, you deserve it." The fat man laughed loudly. That day, Nanfeng disguised himself as an oil seller and sneaked out of Chang'an. He met Hu Yinzi of the Yuqing Sect, and Hu Yinzi broke his arm. Nanfeng wanted to take revenge, so he gave Gongshu Yaoshu to him. Li Hu Yinzi, to put it bluntly, is framed and framed.
Nanfeng is also laughing. As the saying goes, a person needs face and a tree needs bark. If people in the world don't know that Yu Qingzong has obtained Gongshu Yaoshu, the Momen may still be afraid of Yuqingzong's majesty and ask for Gongshu Yaoshu. But once word spreads in the world, the Mo clan cannot deal with it peacefully, because the humble begging party has lost its dignity. Due to the advice and criticism of people in the world, even if they are not the opponents of the Yuqing Sect, they can only hold on. Scalp come to the door to ask questions, otherwise you will be stabbed in the spine by people in the world.
"Do you think they will really fight?" Fatty followed Nanfeng as he walked forward.
Nanfeng shook his head, "It's hard to say. It depends on whether Hu Yinzi chooses to hand over the secret book in panic, or whether he will burn it and refuse to admit it. If it is the latter, Yuqingzong will not be able to use Gongshu. The door will definitely fight them."
"It's a pity that Momen is not the opponent of Yuqing Sect." The fat man shook his head.
Nan Feng waved his hand, "You can't say that. In terms of martial arts, Mo Sect can't beat the Yuqing Sect. However, Mo Sect is good at hidden weapons and creations. You have also seen the power of the Nine Turns Lotus. It's Ziqi Zhenren. It’s not even possible to avoid it.”
"That's good, that's good," the fat man gloated. "The Momen came to my door to bully me during the days when you were lying dead. I was not less angry with them. They even searched your body. This was very satisfying. , it’s better to hit him with a bloody head.”
Just as Nanfeng was about to answer, he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him, so he pulled the fat man to the side of the road and hid, and the luxurious carriage sped past the two of them.
"The driver has a northern accent." The fat man pursed his lips at the carriage.
"None of these warriors are from the South." Nanfeng said. In addition to their accents, the looks of southerners and northerners are also easy to distinguish. Northerners are taller and have tougher facial features, while southerners are more delicate and have sharper facial features. mellow.
"The Momen is not in the Liang Kingdom. Why do these northern warriors invite the boss of the Momen to come to the south?" The fat man was very puzzled.
Nanfeng didn't answer, so Fatty asked him if he had any questions, and he didn't know everything, so there were some things that he couldn't predict.
"Let's go, let's go quickly." Nan Feng walked forward quickly carrying his baggage.
Nanfeng walked fast, and Fatty followed quickly, "Stop chasing, we can't catch up with the carriage."
"I didn't want to chase the carriage," Nan Feng stretched out his hand and pointed south, "Ling Guizi is in front, I want to follow him."
"What are you still doing with him?" the fat man asked.
"Confirm." Nanfeng said.
The fat man did not ask what Nanfeng wanted to confirm. The two of them followed Lingguizi from a distance. At first, Lingguizi walked in a hurry. When they entered the town in the evening, Lingguizi slowed down and found an inn in the town to rest.
This town is located on the border, and there are many passing merchants. There are many inns in the town, so the two of them stayed in an inn opposite the inn where Ling Guizi lived. In order to facilitate monitoring of Ling Guizi, the two of them spent two extra cents of silver and asked for it. A room overlooking the street.
There are mostly kangs in the north, and beds in the south. The fat man is very interested in the big bed in the room, and he is also very curious about the utensils displayed in the room. He sits here and touches there.
The two of them did not go downstairs to eat, but asked the waiter to bring two bowls of noodles. There are differences in food between the south and the north. Among the five grains, millet, sudan, and broomcorn millet are available in both the north and the south, while rice and wheat are unique to the north and south respectively. The two bowls of noodles served by the shopkeeper are made from rice flour and sun-dried, which is very different from the noodles in the north.
Rice is relatively scarce now. After hearing the price, Fatty asked the waiter to take it away. In order to let Fatty try it, Nanfeng left the two bowls of noodles. However, Fatty didn't like it after eating it until the noodles made of rice hit his mouth. It's like taking a bite of a slippery earthworm, you can't bite it.
"Do you know where King Yao lives?" The fat man arranged the bedding and got ready to sleep.
"I know. I asked Yuan Anning before. That place is not very far from here. It is to the east of Taiqing Sect and north of Jiankang." Nanfeng poured the water for washing feet.
"Do you know the way?" the fat man asked.
Nanfeng shook his head, "I haven't been there, but I know the general direction and I should be able to find it. That place is less than a thousand miles away from here. Let's walk faster. We can get there in about ten days."
The fat man nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He spread the quilt and wanted to sleep. As soon as he lay down, he was dragged down by Nan Feng to wash his feet. The fat man didn't like to be clean and rarely washed his feet. Every time, the room was filled with stench.
The next day, Nanfeng got up early and looked at the inn opposite from the window. He waited from Mao hour to Chen hour, and it was not until two quarters of Chen hour that he saw Ling Guizi slowly leaving the inn.
Seeing this situation, Nanfeng was determined. Ling Guizi's previous words and deeds were not disguised. He did not know that Tianmingzi and others wanted to kill him and then quickly. If it was just to stabilize him, or he was worried that he was deliberately pretending to be martial arts. Damn it, you should be looking for help urgently after being separated from him.
After traveling south for two days, the two of them turned east, heading south to Danyang County, and east to Fengming Mountain where Uncle Wang, the King of Nanyao, was located.
The novelty of Fatty's first arrival in the southern country has now turned into discomfort. Liang Country is very warm, but also very humid. The warm and humid environment breeds a large number of mosquitoes. Even if he lights wormwood at night, he is still bitten by them. .
The fat man was very annoyed and just said that he would never come again in the future, and Nanfeng would not respond. They would definitely come to Liang Kingdom again in the future, and they would stay for a long time, not to mention returning to Taiqing Sect in the future, just that There are several hiding places of the Turtle Shell Book somewhere in the south.
When he first arrived in a strange land, Nanfeng was eager to inquire about the current affairs of the Liang Kingdom. When he was on the way, he would often stop at tea stalls, wine shops, and restaurants to have a small meal and listen to the trivial things in the world from the top warriors and peddlers who lived in the inn.
After walking for a few days, I heard a lot of news. There are many martial arts sects in Liang State, but unlike the Ziguang Pavilion in the Jiangbei Wulin, the Jianghu forces in Liang State are relatively scattered, including Beastman Valley, Qingyu Mountain, Qingzhu Temple, etc. In addition to several major sects, there are nearly a hundred smaller sects. There are also grievances between sects, but large-scale bloodsheds are not common.
If the martial arts world in the north of the Yangtze River is like violent storms, the martial arts world in the south of the Yangtze River is like the drizzle and breeze, which is relatively peaceful and soothing.
On the evening of the fourth day, the two of them arrived outside the city. Because it was close to the closing time, the two of them walked in a hurry. It was rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, and it was difficult to find a place to rest in the wild. They had to go to the city to set up shop.
Just as the two men were eagerly walking towards the city gate, a carriage drove out of the city. It was a large carriage with four horses and a shaft covered with purple silk.
A carriage with four horses and a shaft is not common. At first glance, this carriage looks very familiar. A closer look shows that the driver is one of the northern warriors I met on the riverside before.
The horses driving the shaft were all good horses, and the groom who drove the cart was also a good hand. Maybe because he was in a hurry, the groom urged the horses very urgently, and the four horses ran hard, and they were close to the two of them in the blink of an eye.
Seeing the carriage approaching, the two of them moved to the side of the road, but the carriage was much wider than an ordinary carriage. As they were trying to avoid the two of them, the carriage came too close to the right side of the road, hitting rocks and causing bumps.
"Things without eyes are looking for death!" The groom turned around and cursed angrily.
The other party scolded him harshly, and the fat man wanted to retaliate, but Nanfeng waved his hand hurriedly to signal him not to cause trouble.
"Hurry up, don't delay." A voice came from the car.
Nanfeng felt a chill in his heart when he heard this, and quickly turned his head and looked away. The person sitting in this carriage was actually Li Chaozong of Ziguang Pavilion...