"Singing to wine, how much is life? Like the dew in the morning, the past days are full of hardships. Du Kang is the only one who relieves worries."
A drunk Taoist leaned against the railing and sang loudly. He raised his head, and the clear wine in the wine gourd dripped down his neck, soaking his tattered and gray Taoist robe. "Wine, I want to drink!" He yelled loudly, and struck the wine jar beside him with his palm. The wine did not flow on the ground, but under his palm, it flowed like a fountain. poured into the Taoist's mouth.
"What wine to drink! Come eat!" A fat monk roared through his teeth. In front of him was a wooden bucket full of white rice. He was holding a pair of iron-like chopsticks in his left and right hands, and he was quickly picking at the wooden bucket. rice. He ate extremely fast, and his fat cheeks kept agitating. He was eating, but that didn't stop him from talking at all.
The drunk Taoist is called Yuan Jiulang, a very suave and romantic name. When he was young, he was a romantic figure and a disciple of Wudang, but he just liked to use the sword to take the edge, Tai Chi sword should be soft, but he wants to be strong! Wudang disciples want to be heroes, but he wants to be evil! After bullying his little junior sister, he was finally expelled from the sect.
The fat monk is called Fan Dai, a very apt name. He likes to eat, probably because he was too poor when he was a child. The family couldn't afford to support him, so they sent him to a temple to become a monk. As a monk, there are always seven precepts and eight precepts, but Fan Dai doesn't want to refrain from anything. He visits brothels, he kills people, but he loves to eat most. The abbot expelled him from the temple. He thought that the abbot was afraid that he would make the temple poor.
Such two people cannot be seen by decent knights, and many people even want to kill them.
Therefore, it is a matter of course for them to join the Devil's Cult. They are two characters in the Black Mountain Church, and they are definitely not the kind of characters to be confused with the Four Black Mountain Rats. People in the rivers and lakes called them "wine bags and rice bags", and they accepted it with a smile, but after laughing, they were about to kill people.
It's really not a big deal that a few young people died in Heishantang.
But it happened that the Four Black Mountain Rats died in the hands of Fu Wanqing, which was a big deal. The guardian of the demon sect, Kexin, hated Fu Wanqing very much. She ordered someone to draw a portrait of Fu Wanqing and hang it in the practice room. Every day, she would shoot thousands of darts at her. This kind of hatred for having his legs removed is not something ordinary people can bear, let alone Lou Kexin, a small-minded right-hand envoy of the Devil's Cult.
"This woman has no skills! It's just because she is the teacher's senior sister!" Yuan Jiulang suddenly shouted.
"Not bad!" Fan Dai finally stopped eating, his cheeks were swollen, he nodded and shook his head, "But we all have to listen to her."
Yuan Jiulang's face suddenly became gloomy. He threw the wine gourd in his hand towards the outside, which happened to block a dart. His words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. "It's not us, but many people want to listen to her."
"If you don't listen to her, why don't you listen to Zuo Shi?" A sad laughter came in, and from the railing came a woman in black with disheveled hair. Half of her face was covered with ugly scars, and the other half It is as smooth as water. There are a few darts stuck in her waist, revealing red tassels.
This woman is a descendant of the Tang family in the middle of Sichuan, her name is Hu Qing, and now people in the Jianghu only call her nickname "Mom". Don't look at her as a woman, she is the head of the Black Mountain Hall of the Clear Water Sect, and her skills are far above the "wine bag and rice bag". In fact, she was not so ugly before, or she is also a very beautiful beauty with a dewy look. She could have enjoyed the title of beauty for a long time, but she found Fu Wanqing. Because she heard that Fu Wanqing is beautiful and has a fast sword, she wants to compete with Fu Wanqing. In the end she lost, she ruined half of her face, and put this account on Fu Wanqing's head. Did Tangmen offend Chivalry Villa because of her, so she joined the Demon Cult and became You Shilou Kexin's beloved general.
They came to Lin'an Mansion for only one purpose, and that was to kill Fu Wanqing.
They have already found out that Fu Wanqing is in this inn, or rather, in the wing above them.
Fu Wanqing has a maid who doesn't know martial arts by her side, other than that, she has no other attendants. This is the news they inquired, and it is also the reason why they decided to do it. Without the protection of the masters of the Chivalry Villa, what can a woman do? The "wine bag and rice bag" thinks so, but Hu Qing doesn't. She is still full of vigilance. It was a few months ago that she was defeated by Fu Wanqing. In just a few months, for a martial arts master, it is very critical.
No matter how strong the windows were, they couldn't withstand the palm that was filled with strong qi, and the candles on the table were also forced to go out by zhenqi.
Even just a moment of darkness is enough to do a lot.
The cold breath seemed to come from purgatory, Yuan Jiulang stabbed with a thunder sword, Fan Dai struck a shocking palm, and Hu Qing sent out all the poisoned dark darts on his body.
The candle was relit, but Fu Wanqing was still sitting there with a faint smile on her lips. Beside her was a jade-like woman in white.
Yuan Jiulang's sword missed at some point and pierced Fan Dai's palm; and Fan Dai's palm also missed, knocking down all of Hu Qing's darts. Their faces were all ashen, and the true qi in their bodies surged, and the bloody qi that rushed to their throats was forcibly suppressed. Fu Wanqing's kung fu is very high, even higher than Fu Hui, the number one person in the world, this is what crossed their minds. They didn't know that Fu Wanqing never made a move. They ignored the person who was as pale as a puff of smoke, because the news in their hands said that she was just an ordinary girl who didn't know martial arts.
Fu Wanqing smiled, and she spoke: "You should be very familiar with these people, right? Don't let them commit suicide this time. If this room is dirty, we have to change rooms in the middle of the night."
Only then did the three of them notice the profile of the woman in white.
Just a side profile was enough to make them panic, their knees went limp, and with a few plops, they knelt on the ground with pale expressions. They couldn't figure out why the leader appeared beside Fu Wanqing, and they seemed to get along very well.
"This must be fake! This bitch, Fu Wanqing, used it to confuse us!" Hu Qing was the first to get up from the ground, and she pressed her chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. New hatred and old hatred, a sudden anger. She stared at Fu Wanqing, wanting to kill her, but the most important thing at the moment was to think about how to escape, she didn't want to die in this place.
"Yes! It's fake!" Hearing Hu Qing's shout, the "wine bag and rice bag" also gained confidence. They stood up and shouted in unison. Yuan Jiulang touched the gourd on his waist to take a sip of wine, but he found nothing. Remembering that it was ruined by a wicked woman's dart, he gave Hu Qing a vicious look. Exquisite pastries were placed on the table, Fan Dai's Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed.
Fu Wanqing smiled lightly at Yu Shengyan, stroked a strand of hair on her temples, and said, "If you tell too many lies, no one will believe the truth." She stood up slowly, and the three of them raised their vigilance instantly. His body was like a taut bowstring, ready to go. But Fu Wanqing didn't walk towards them, in Fu Wanqing's eyes, they didn't exist at all. She just moved two steps and sat in Yu Shengyan's arms.
Fu Wanqing felt that she was becoming more and more lazy, this was autumn, and she was already unwilling to move. Yu Shengyan is very cold, but her embrace is very warm. I knew that the three-month period would be changed to three or thirty years, but would Yu Shengyan accept it? Fu Wanqing was distracted, and everyone could see it. Yu Shengyan frowned slightly, but those three people suddenly made moves. This is a good opportunity to take someone's life. They are not benevolent gentlemen. Taking advantage of people's danger is a good way to complete the task.
Fu Wanqing was in a trance because she knew that Yu Shengyan would not let anything happen to her.
Besides, the flank attack of these three people is nothing.
If they chose to escape at the moment when Fu Wanqing was in a trance, it would be an easy thing to succeed, but now that they have made a move, they have not yet met Fu Wanqing. Can't move in place. This is punching acupuncture points in the world, and many people know it, but there are unique techniques hidden in it, and there are a thousand different ways for a thousand people. The acupoints of Yusheng's cigarettes cannot be opened by ordinary people.
The hearts of these three people have sunk to the bottom of the valley.
Fu Wanqing is very difficult to deal with, not to mention that there is a mysterious woman beside her.
The leader of the Bishui Sect should have a badge representing his identity. Fu Wanqing lowered her head and put her hand into Yu Shengyan's lapel. She didn't find the token, but found an interesting thing. No wonder those stinky men love women, those who are soft and gentle, even love themselves. Fu Wanqing was a little reluctant to withdraw her hand that was poking around Yu Shengyan's arms, but unfortunately, Yu Shengyan didn't allow her to move anymore. Sighing softly, Fu Wanqing moved close to her ear and asked, "What about the token, your disciples are so blind, you must teach them a lesson, right?"
Yu Shengyan lowered her eyebrows, but her hand reached into Fu Wanqing's arms.
Fu Wanqing was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what Yu Shengyan was going to do, thinking she was imitating herself. Just as she was about to say something, Yu Shengyan pulled her hand back. In the center of her palm was a bamboo whistle, which moved to her lips, and blew out a very eerie sound.
The expressions of the three people changed again.
Fu Wanqing snatched the whistle from Yu Shengyan's hand, gave her a sidelong glance, and said coquettishly: "You gave it to me, do you want to take it back?"
As soon as her voice fell, the faces of the three people became even uglier.