Six Chronicles of the Rivers and Lakes

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"Six Chapters of Jianghu" Author: Flying a Crane to the Sky

Copywriter:

One river and lake, six stories

(Short story collection that spoils spoilers once a long copy is written)

(There are abuse and sand sculptures)

1. Inferiority attack x genius subject

2. Hippie smiling face attack X sharp mouth sharp mouth

3. Proud Gong X Cool Shou

4. Merry Gong X Banished Immortal Shou

5. Violent Attack X Evil Charm Shou

6. Normal Attack X Normal Response

Content tags: flower season, rainy season, love and hatred, love and hatred, ancient fantasy

Search keywords: Protagonist: Ming Wuping, Wu Lian, Fan Hu, Ye Xingzhou, Dongfang Xu, Yu Qi, Zhu Changsheng, Lin Zhongwan, Mo Fan, Bai Lei, Wang Shiyan, Xie Liuyi┃Supporting roles: Zhuqing, Ye Liuan, Tangxue, Ayun┃Others: Rivers and lakes, pure love, martial arts

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☆、Chapter 1

一

Ming Wuping has been number two in the world for too long.

The oleander that had been confined in front of his thatched hut for a long time bloomed and thanked, thanked and bloomed again, from the two or two fields under the three-inch fence, it exploded vigorously all the way to fill the whole hill, covering the green water and green hills. The crimson mist.

I don’t know how many times the sun rises and sets, and the moon waxes and wanes. After the snowy winter, it’s hot summer. Poisoned deadly.

It has been so long that he is no longer willing to be trapped in the mountains and swing his sword at the oleander leaves in the courtyard, and finally cut off the head of No. [-] in the world. That day he drank a pot of green bamboo leaves in the afterglow of the setting sun, and sprinkled it again. There was a pot on the ground, holding a sword stained with blood, and just sat there for a day.

Ming Wu Ping finally became number one in the world.

It was at this time that he received a letter of challenge.

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Miss Zhuqing, who is known as the "Medical Immortal" in the Jianghu, read the challenge letter, spat hard, then turned her head and scolded her unproven ears: "Aren't you always the one who cherishes your life the most?! You are crazy to go Kill Zhang Zizai, that shameless old man?! Look at your injuries, that person will come the day after tomorrow, let me see what you do!"

Ming Wuping had a high fever and had no strength, so he could only smile and let her toss.Zhu Qing calmed down after scolding, and opened the wooden box she was carrying on her side, took out a few packs of medicinal materials and a few silver needles, and said fiercely: "You are not allowed to go tomorrow. Do you hear me?"

Ming Wuping rolled his eyes, but didn't speak.

Zhuqing felt a burst of anger hit her head again: "Are you dumb!"

"Miss Zhu." Ming Wuping supported his chin with one hand, smiled calmly, but his voice was a little hoarse, and he said weakly, "You go back, it will be dark later. I can't see you off today."

Zhuqing was furious when he heard that, one hand slammed on the lid of the wooden box, and the other foot was about to kick him, when the leg stretched out, it stopped four inches away from his calf Car, put it down resentfully.Ming Wuping still smiled gently, without moving an inch.

"There is no proof!" She lowered her voice, but still trembled inappropriately, "What's wrong with you recently?"

Ming Wuping looked at her for a while, then suppressed his elegant smile, and said in a warm voice: "Ah Qing, I must go the day after tomorrow."

Zhuqing's clenched fists trembled: "Why?"

Ming Wuping smelled the moisture of the fresh soil, and glanced at the open door behind Zhuqing, only to see that it was raining lightly outside.He said, "Ah Qing, you can't leave."

The rain outside seemed to respond to his words, and suddenly became violent, and the crimson oleander was crumbling in the rain.

Zhuqing stared at him stubbornly, and he sighed.

"Ah Qing," he said, "this letter was nailed to the wall of my house with a flying arrow. The arrow was longer than ordinary arrows, tied with red tassels, and the arrow had oleander patterns on it."

Zhu Qing was taken aback, looked at him blankly for a moment, then suddenly trembled all over, and said: "You said... that is..."

He smiled and said, "It's the pattern of Yinxiao Villa."

Zhu Qing looked at him, as if he couldn't get enough of it, after watching for a long while, he smiled lazily: "So it's time to come."

There was silence in Ming Wuping's eyes, but he still asked gently: "Speaking of which, I still want to ask you, who is the current owner of Yinxiao Villa?"

Zhu Qing lowered her head and said softly, "Wu Yu."

Ming Wuping was stunned for a while, and then said in a long voice: "He." It was mixed with snorting or sighing.

"You're just begging to die!" Zhu Qing suddenly scolded him with red eyes, "Have you ever thought that I...I..."

Zhuqing's voice stopped here, and she didn't continue to speak, but sobbed softly.

"The rain has stopped." Ming Wuping looked at the oleanders filled with rain and dew outside the door, and said, "Ah Qing, let's go down the mountain and go home while the sky is still bright."

☆、Chapter 2

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Zhuqing still boiled medicine for Ming Wuping, urged him to drink it up, and treated his wounds before going down the mountain.

Ming Wuping burned badly, but he didn't see clearly, when Zhuqing left, his eyes were shining, whether he was crying or not.He was lying on the couch, sweating profusely, and he no longer had the strength to comfort her, saying that it was okay, it was his fate.

His head was dizzy, and his eyelids were closed heavily.It was raining again outside, and the light rain Jiangnan suddenly appeared in his mind.

The Jiangnan in that year in the dream was radiating air-conditioning from head to toe.

"Stand still! Little beast!" A ferocious fat man brandished a rolling pin and chased after a ragged little boy with his teeth bared, panting, "Don't run if you have the ability!"

People all over the street looked sideways. The little boy who was running ahead raised his dirty little hands to cover his face, and turned into the alley by the side of the street like a fly. I kept scolding my mother.

The little boy kept running forward for an unknown amount of time, but the fat man couldn't catch up, stopped, and flew up the rolling pin in his hand: "You troubled dogs from other places! You should all starve to death!"

The rolling pin hit the back of the little boy's head with a "bang", and the little boy fell to the ground.

"Hey, mother." The fat man stepped forward, "I come to steal my buns every day, and today I see how you are running..."

Boom!

The rain outside was heavy, and there was a loud thunder, Ming Wuping woke up from the dream, looked outside in a daze, but couldn't hold back his dizziness, and closed his eyes again.

He also closed his eyes.

"stop!"

The first reaction of the little boy, who was desperately scratching the fat man's face and suffering from the fat man's hammer-like fist, was to turn his face away.And the fat man snorted angrily, turned his head and cursed: "Where did you come from?! What are you doing here..."

There was a sudden pause in the voice, but the next moment it gradually faded: "...It turned out to be Young Master Wu from Yinxiao Villa, the villain is being rude."

A naive child's voice sounded: "Why did you hit him?"

Fatty estimated in his heart how many secret guards from their villa would be with his little ancestor when he came out, and he felt trembling in his heart, and his tone became softer: "He, he has been stealing the villain's buns every day for the past two weeks. Young master, there have been frequent natural disasters recently, and the victims have come to grab food from us, and the villain has to support his family."

The voice pondered for a while: "He is wrong, but you shouldn't beat him. Well, how much he stole from you, I will pay for him, just let him go."

Tick.

A drop of rain fell on Ming Wuping's face.Ming Wuping opened his eyes and saw that a small hole had been opened in the thatch above his head, and it was dripping raindrops. His fever had almost subsided, and he was no longer sleepy, so he turned over and sat up. In an instant, he suddenly recalled that day when it was raining slightly in the south of the Yangtze River. A small snow-white hand held a light yellow oil-paper umbrella on top of his head, bringing a scent of oleander.

He raised his head and met a pair of smiling eyes: "Do you want to be a hero? Come back to the villa with me."

☆、Chapter 3

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Zhuqing still came the next day, took his pulse and made some medicine for him.Ming Wuping moved a small wooden bench to bask in the sun in the yard, and watched her rushing in and out with a smile: "Miss Yixian, how many people in front of your house are waiting for you to save their lives, why do you always come to my place?" Waste of life?"

Zhu Qing's cursing voice was full of anger: "The gang of martial arts tumors, they are crazy and only yell and kill all day long, how can I serve them!"

"Come here!" Zhuqing always seemed to be cursing, "Come and drink the medicine! Do you want me to feed you?"

Ming Wuping approached Zhuqing and smelled a familiar smell of medicine, he smiled and asked her: "What medicine?"

"Oleander in your yard."

Ming Wuping smiled wryly, "Isn't this for asthma?"

After he finished speaking, he was stunned for a while, but Zhu Qing didn't notice, he just said: "This is a new medicine invented by myself, it promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis, oleander is just one of them, aren't you going to die soon? First help me Try it."

Knowing what she just said, Ming Wuping smiled helplessly: "Okay." Lifting the medicine bowl, he just took a sip, the taste on the tip of his tongue has not yet spread, but his heart has already tasted this familiar taste for a thousand years. Hundred times.

A clear voice sounded in his mind: "Ah Ping, why are you drinking my medicine?"

He heard his own voice: "...Taste."

The man just laughed: "Is it hard to drink?"

He said, "It's okay."

"Pfft, you lied, your face is turning green hahaha, spit it out!"

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"Why are you in a daze?" Zhuqing's voice sounded in his ear, "Is it bad?"

Ming Wuping's heart was empty, he looked down at the soup in the bowl, and said, "En."

Zhuqing smiled: "Pfft, are you a child? Don't you just drink if it's unpleasant?"

There is also a person in my memory who always thinks the medicine is too bad to drink, and resists in every possible way. He is holding a bowl of medicine and neither takes it nor puts it down. .”

The man frowned, with a downcast face: "Why do you even let me drink?"

He was so fed up that he couldn't understand how anyone could be so troublesome.If you hate taking medicine so much, you might as well just cough to death.

He reminded him tactfully: "The owner said, when will you drink the medicine, and when will I eat."

"Father is too much!" Wu Lian just took the medicine bowl from him and gulped it down.

After drinking the medicine, he started looking for someone: "Where's Xiaoyu? I want to play with him for a while, it's too bitter."

Ming Wuping thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of the connection between Yaoku and his little brother who wanted to play with him, so he saw Wu Lian looking at him and smiling: "Sweet kids."

At that time, he cursed in his heart that he was sick.

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"Don't drink it if it tastes bad." Ming Wuping looked at Zhuqing and blinked.

Zhuqing still smiled and scolded him: "You must be sick!"

☆、Chapter 4

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Once upon a time, his parents died of starvation, and the little disaster victims wandering in the south of the Yangtze River had nothing to prove. Wu Lian, the eldest son of Yinxiao Mountain Villa who thought of going out for a spring outing in a good mood, happened to pick him up home.

The day Wu Lian picked up Ming Wu proof, he said to him: "Do you want to be a hero? Come back to the villa with me."

Ever since that sentence, Ming Wubing hated Wu Lian inexplicably.

He hates his self righteousness.Although, he does have a dream of being the number one hero in the world.

Ming Wuping looked down on Wu Lian, a sick young man suffering from asthma turned out to be the eldest son of a famous family, he was arrogant, so he wanted to overwhelm Wu Lian in every way, but what he didn't expect was that Wu Lian was a genius.

Wu Lian is extremely talented and has a unique bone structure. The swordsmanship he knows once, Ming Wuping always has to practice dozens of times before he can barely master it. He opened up his tendons and bones at the age of 12, and Ming Wuping worked hard day and night , It was not until the age of 17 that he caught up with him.

He even suspected that Wu Lian's medicinal soup was mixed with some strange medicine, but once he drank it secretly and found that there was nothing unique about it, not only that, but Wu Lian caught him right away.

Ming Wu Ping hates Wu Lian, but Ming Wu Ping is good at hiding it.

Wu Lian always likes to be with him, and he should be counted in whatever he does.He gave him a family-heirloom sword, a hard-to-find cheat book, and a hidden treasure. He would share half of the candied haws he ate. The candied fruit juice was too hard, and Wu Lian always had a toothache after eating it. At night, he still fumbled to find Ming Wubing, and asked Ming Wubing to read him a popular Jianghu script, and he would not rest until he finished reading, and he had to rest in Ming Wubing's room.

Originally, the emotion that Mingwu had finally felt by treating him wholeheartedly, often dissipated at this moment, and the feeling of disgust intensified.

One night, Wu Lian knocked on his door unsteadily carrying a wine jar. He got up angrily from the couch, but when he opened the door, he didn't show his temper, but asked him coldly what he wanted to do.

But he rushed in, his whole body hung on Ming Wuping's body, his eyes were red and sparkling, and his mouth still smelled of alcohol: "They said, you like He Yuelian from Wujianmen, you to marry her."

Ming Wuping thought about it for a while, only to realize that there is indeed such a No. [-] person.It seems that I had two sparring sessions with him at the Martial Arts League three months ago, and gave him a handkerchief at other times, so we never met again.

He thought it was a little funny: "Where did you hear that?"

Wu Lian looked at him in bewilderment: "That's what everyone in the world says."

Ming Wuping snorted coldly: "Nonsense."

But Wu Lian laughed suddenly: "If you say nonsense, then it is nonsense." He suddenly tapped the corner of Ming Wuping's mouth lightly, "Ah Ping, I like you."

At that time, it seemed that a tight string was broken in my heart.

He didn't understand why he didn't refuse Wu Lian's kiss, and he didn't understand why he got drunk while taking advantage of Wu Lian's alcohol. When he pushed Wu Lian down on the couch, Wu Lian was still asking him: "Ah By, what about you? Do you like me?"

He blushed, but didn't answer.

He thought at the time that he obviously hated him.

That night was a mess, and it was the first time he realized that Wu Lian was so good-looking.His kiss fell on the corner of Wu Lian's eyes, kissing away his teardrops, in a trance, he saw the shadow of a young man standing by the open door, he didn't pay attention.

On the second day, Ming Wuping and Wu Lian were expelled from Yinxiao Villa together.The old owner was trembling with anger, and Wu Yu stood beside him with an unpredictable expression.

During that time, Wu Lian seemed to have lost his soul. Several times when he was drunk, he buried his head in Ming Wuping's arms, sobbing, but never shed tears: "Ah Ping, I have no family anymore. .”

Ming Wuping should blame him in his heart, because of him, Ming Wuping was expelled from the world's most prestigious sect, further away from the world's number one dream.He put his arms around Wu Lian and didn't speak.

Wu Lian still often asked him: "Ping, do you like me?"

The tips of his ears were red, but he didn't answer.

Later, the two of them had almost enough things, and the people in the world heard their rumors, but no one dared to work for them. I can no longer pay for the medicine.They built a hut on a hill and barely survived in it.

Ming Wuping then began to steal the world's treasures.There are countless rare treasures, gold nuggets and jade stones, so people at that time called him a "big thief". It was at that time that he met Zhuqing, who was generous and took care of Wu Lian's illness for free.

Once he stole into Zhang Zizai's lair and cut off his hand while holding a jade ruyi. At that moment, his muscles and veins ached and he coughed up a mouthful of black blood. Zhang Zizai's laughter sounded in the dark: "Great!" Thief, you will die at my hands this time."

He managed to escape back, Zhu Qing diagnosed him with a livid back, and said that it was a strange poison called "Nine Springs". People who are poisoned will have their meridians cut off within three days, and their foundations will be broken. Zhang Zizai is the only one in the world who has this poison antidote.

After hearing this, he laughed and scolded: "This poison completely abolished my martial arts, what's the difference between killing me and killing me?"

That night Wu Lian put her face close to his chest, her long black hair exuded the scent of oleander: "Ah Ping, do you like me?"

He fell asleep and didn't answer.

☆、Chapter 5

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On the day of the decisive battle, Zhu Qing bid farewell to Ming Wubing, she stood in the yard among the oleanders, this time Ming Wuping saw clearly, she was crying.

The sun was just right and warm that day, and his phlox was blooming well, and it was extraordinarily beautiful. For so many years, he seemed to have discovered for the first time that this kind of flower was so beautiful.

Wu Yu made an appointment with him on the top of the mountains. When he arrived, Wu Yu was standing with his hands behind his back, staring at him intently.

He clasped his fists and said, "Vendor Master, don't come here unharmed."

Then he made a "please" gesture: "Please make a move."

Wu Yu said, "You didn't bring a sword."

Ming Wuping smiled: "I went to kill Zhang Zizai a few days ago, got his blood, I don't want it anymore."

Wu Yu said: "You are for my brother."

Ming Wuping laughed uncontrollably: "You still recognize him?"

Wu Yu seemed to be irritated by him, he suddenly drew his sword and pointed at him, angrily said: "He is my brother, how can I deny it?!"

Ming Wubing just smiled: "I thought, since the day you caused him to be kicked out of the house, you didn't recognize him anymore."

Wu Yu almost roared angrily: "Shut up!" While speaking, his sword pointed straight at the tip of Wu Po's nose, Ming Wu Po stepped back, and the blade of the sword wiped off a hair of his.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Good swordsmanship."

"Heh!" Wu Yu pointed at him with his sword, his hands trembling slightly, "There is no proof, there is a wrong and a debt, today I am here to avenge my brother!"

Ming Wuping stood on a piece of bluestone, his hair and clothes were blown up by the wind, and he stood up floating: "If you had this kind of heart for your brother back then, it would be enough."

Wu Yu hissed, "What do you mean?"

Ming Wuping jumped off the bluestone, went straight to him, and approached his sharp sword step by step: "Did you ever visit him when he was lonely and helpless?"

Wu Yu was forced to retreat by him, but his eyes were still shining brightly: "When he was poor, did you ever help him?"

Wu Yu yelled, and Ming Wu Ping continued: "When his life was dying, did you ever worry about him?"

The veins in Wu Yu's hand protruded, he rushed forward furiously, and stabbed the sword into Ming Wubo's chest——

Just an inch.

Ming Wuping coughed up a mouthful of blood, he looked down, and smiled with his eyes bent: "Wu Yu, what you are doing now is just to conclude that I will not fight back and kill me, so you can give your conscience an explanation. .”

Wu Yu's eyes were red, and the veins in his temples were bulging. He gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "Shut up, mouth."

With force in his hand, the sword went straight into Ming Wubo's heart, and pierced out from the flesh of his back.

Ming Wuping groaned and fell to his knees.

He suddenly thought of the snowy day and the bone-chilling cold. In his sleep, he heard Zhuqing's heart-piercing cries, and what was being fed into his mouth. He was choked and coughed. When he opened his eyes, Zhuqing cried She then told him that this was the medicine that Wu Lian ordered someone to bring, and that Wu Lian was still in Zhang Zizai's mansion, she couldn't get in, and she didn't know what happened to him.

Ming Wuping went mad at that moment.

He no longer knows how he dragged his crippled body, ran barefoot in the heavy snow, how he threw off the bamboo green shouting behind him, how he crossed so many cliffs and mountain roads, and how he killed Zhang who came to stop him with his bare hands. Zizai's doorman, he only had Wu Lian in front of Zhang Zizai's mansion, who fell in the snow.

Zhang Zizai said: "I let him kneel for a whole day and night, and I gave him the antidote. I didn't expect this kid to be so disheartened. He fell down as soon as I gave him the medicine. Hey, have you taken the medicine?"

Ming Wuping tightly hugged the stiff and cold body in his arms, the crown of his teeth was bleeding out from his bite: "I'm going to kill you!" His tears splashed into the snow, and he rushed forward with a roar. Go, "I'm going to kill you!"

That day, Zhang Zizai broke 180 of his bones. He spread out on the snow, dyeing the white into scarlet.Wu Lian lay silently in his arms, a layer of snow fell on her eyelashes, as if she had fallen asleep.

He could no longer move his hands, he could only look at Wu Lian, swallowed a mouthful of blood, and smiled: "A Lian, I like you."

no answer.

Wu Yu looked at Ming Wuping who was no longer moving, stepped forward, and pulled out the sword.At that moment, he saw the obvious expression, but he was smiling.

Wu Yu covered her eyes.

☆、Chapter 6 (End)

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Ming Wuping, the number one in the world, died, and Wu Yu, the owner of Yinxiao Villa who killed him, sat on the throne of number one in the world.

Everyone in the world's martial arts world came to congratulate and pay homage to him. Unlike Ming Wuping, he was even more popular among people in the Jianghu.

After the crowd dispersed, Wu Yu sat alone in the villa all night.When it was about to dawn, he walked to the bottom of the only peach tree in the village, stretched out his hand, and pulled down a peach branch.

The peach branch has grown very slender, but not strong, and there is a red rope tied to it.

It was the rope that Ming Wuping gave him when he was a child. He was not good at homework that day, and he was taught a good lesson by his father. He knelt in the ancestral hall and cried. The rope is tied to the peach branch, and if you make a wish every day, you will become a very powerful person and become the number one in the world.

At that time, he believed it was true, smiled through tears, and did it with joy.

Wu Yu looked at the peach branch for a while, broke it, and crushed it into the dust along with the red rope.

The rivers and lakes are gone.

☆、Chapter 7

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In the ink-splashed night, the corners are scorched black, the moon is bright, the stars are sparse, and there is silence. Only the candlelight of a dilapidated mountain temple flickers, and a group of dark shadows are reflected on the earthen wall of the temple.

Inside the temple, a long queue gradually dispersed, leaving only the last two people.A Taoist priest sat behind a wooden table with missing corners, and shook his head at the second-to-last young man: "No."

The young man resented and wanted to try again, but the Taoist stopped him: "Next."

The boy at the end stepped forward.The Taoist glanced at him, paused, and asked, "Name?"

The boy said: "Ye Xingzhou."

The Taoist asked, "Age?"

The boy said, "Seventeen."

The Taoist said: "Native place?"

The boy said, "Jinling."

The Taoist took another look at him: "Which school did you study under?"

The young man said: "Jinling Enlightenment Sword Gate."

The Taoist asked, "Can you cook?"

The boy froze for a moment: "Yes."

The Taoist asked, "Can you sing?"

The boy was taken aback again: "...It's okay."

The Taoist smiled: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

The boy said: "...don't be afraid."

"Last question," the Taoist said, "You Wu Jianmen is so cool, can you do it?"

The boy nodded: "Yes."

"Very good," said the Taoist priest, "You have been hired." He got up and held the boy's hand, "It's a pleasant cooperation."

The young man said: "Happy cooperation."

The boy said again: "Where's the money?"

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The Taoist said with a smile: "After the matter is completed, there will naturally be your 3000 taels of silver..."

The young man sneered: "It is said that the world is dangerous, how can I believe you?"

The Taoist said kindly: "The rivers and lakes are dangerous, most of them belong to me. If I break my promise, I will give you the head of the item, and you just go to collect the reward."

The boy rolled his eyes: "Who are you?"

The Taoist smiled slightly: "Fan Hu."

The boy said, "Who?"

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Ye Xingzhou has been in the Changyang Enlightenment Sword Gate since he was a child, and he has never stepped out of the gate. His vision is not wide, and he has always been only influenced by the upright and stalwart predecessors of the teacher's school, and he has never heard of the notorious and evil people in the world.

Fan Hu is a Taoist priest, but not an ordinary Taoist priest, he is a mad Taoist priest.Although he asked himself for 25 years in his life, he had never done anything bad.

When Fan Hu was cooking, he accidentally kicked over a basket of rosin, burning the back kitchen of their Taoist temple, and almost hurt the master who went to the toilet in the backyard, so he was charged with deceiving the master and expelling the master. .

People on the rivers and lakes say that he has lost his conscience and lost his humanity.

He was wandering in the rivers and lakes, and a blind old Taoist with an unshaven beard said that he was destined to live in half a house for him.He has had no one to rely on for many years, and his heart was moved, so he followed the old way, but he never thought that he had entered the den of evil ways.A group of evil Taoist priests took him to print books to preach. He felt that since he was in charge of food and drink, he followed them to print books. Because of his outstanding talent and experience in book printing, he unexpectedly became the leader of their den.He was very pleased, and taught his subordinates to abandon the publication of evil books, and instead printed the "Qing Jing Sutra", and the den has been thriving and prosperous since then.

Then one night when the storm was high, the government took over their lair in one pot, and he and more than 20 of his subordinates were all imprisoned. Seeing that the government took back and burned all the "Qing Jing Jing" they published, he said: "The burning is wrong." The printed evil books are not like these." The next day, the government increased his sentence to 20 years.

He was about to escape from prison, and his subordinates followed him one after another, fighting wits and courage with the government along the way. There were more than 20 people, but he was the only one left in the end.

Before dying, one of his subordinates held his hand and vomited blood to him, "...if I didn't follow you, why would this be the case!" After a while, the government couldn't catch him, so they simply canceled their wanted arrest.

So people in the rivers and lakes said that he was a dog and a wolf.

Heartbroken, he jumped down from the cliff, was hung halfway up the cliff, and lost a pair of legs.A girl picked him up and took good care of him. He was very grateful and said, "Your kindness is great, I can't repay you."

The girl smiled shyly: "If you don't want to be a son, then stay and be my husband."

He didn't even think about it: "Okay."

The girl lowered her head shyly: "Who is an official? What's your name?"

He said: "My name is Fan Hu, and my hometown is Luoyang."

The girl said, "What's your name?"

He said, "Fan Hu."

Girl: "Ah!!!! Help!!!!!!"

The girl ran out of the house and brought back a group of fierce villagers with swords and sticks. He shook the wheelchair that the girl gave him and tried his best to escape from the village.

Afterwards, people in the Jianghu said that he was smug and heinous.

The knights and righteous men in the rivers and lakes were excited, and they wanted to punish the evil and eliminate the rape, and killed Fan Gou.Fortunately, he is a low-key person, few people recognize his face, and there are no portraits handed down to the world, otherwise, as a villain who sits in the top three of the world's reward list, he may be stabbed into a sieve every day to show others.

Fan Hu looked at Ye Xingzhou: "Look into my eyes."

Ye Xingzhou looked into his eyes.

Fan Hu said: "You really don't know who I am?"

Ye Xingzhou sneered: "Why should I know who you are?"

Fan Hu was silent, Ye Xingzhou said: "I can tell, you are a liar, don't get in the way, I have to go."

Ye Xingzhou kicked the wheelchair in front of him, and Fan Hu, who was on the wheelchair, took out a piece of silver from his arms: "This is the deposit."

Ye Xingzhou sneered: "Who are you fooling?"

Fan Hu silently wanted to stuff the money back into his pocket, but Ye Xingzhou snatched it away with lightning speed, stuffed it into his pocket, and coughed: "Etiquette is less important than affection."

Fan Hu said: "You Wujian Sect went bankrupt?"

Ye Xingzhou said: "No, I was kicked out."

Fan Hu said "hmm", "What did you do?"

Ye Xingzhou said: "My uncle head is dead, they think I killed it."

Fan Hu said: "Oh."

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Fan Hu said: "Did you kill it?"

Ye Xingzhou said: "It's a fart!"

☆、Chapter 8

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The moon was bright, the candles were flickering in the mountain temple, and the westerly wind was leaking in from the windows that had no window paper. Fan Hu moved the wheelchair and leaned against the candles to get warmer.

Ye Xingzhou folded his arms and looked at him: "Why do you want to recruit martial arts masters?"

Fan Hu smiled: "The word 'master' is too heavy."

Ye Xingzhou said: "I am a master."

Fan Hu said: "The Xuanwu Mountain in Suzhou came to me the day before yesterday and said that there was an evil spirit who was always making trouble in their mountain. If I took the ghost, I would pay me 5000 taels of silver."

Ye Xingzhou wondered: "You can catch ghosts?"

Fan Hu said: "I am a Taoist priest."

Ye Xingzhou said: "Then why are you looking for martial arts masters? I'm not a Taoist priest, I'm a master."

Fan Hu said: "That ghost has a lot of grievances and is extremely difficult to deal with. I fought with him for two whole nights..."

Ye Xingzhou said: "Wow, are you guys fighting?"

Fan Hu said: "...Finally he crashed into my body and attached to me."

Ye Xingzhou's face suddenly darkened, and he took two steps back calmly.Fan Hu said: "I thought the matter would be over if I took that ghost away, but the mountain master said that if he didn't get rid of the ghost, he wouldn't pay me."

Fan Hu sighed: "He is possessed by me, and my body will be used by him occasionally. I am afraid that he will do something hurtful, so I want to find someone to take strict care of my body when he is possessed. Body."

Ye Xingzhou took another two steps back: "Why don't you find a Taoist priest?"

Fan Hu said: "My martial arts are still a little bit strong."

六

Ye Xingzhou sneered: "Blow."

Fan Hu said sincerely: "Really."

Ye Xingzhou sneered again: "Then why haven't I heard your name before?"

Fan Hu said: "People in Jianghu are a bit prejudiced against me."

Ye Xingzhou said: "What prejudice?"

Fan Hu said: "They think I..."

Before Fan Hu finished speaking, his eyes turned white.

Ye Xingzhou hurried forward: "Are you epileptic?"

Seven

Fan Hu's eyes rolled white for a while, then suddenly turned back, staring at Ye Xingzhou blankly.

Ye Xingzhou patted his face: "Are you all right?"

Fan Hu suddenly shed tears, watched Ye Xingzhou falter for a long time, the sound of phlegm kept coming out of his throat, but he just didn't speak.

Ye Xingzhou was taken aback: "Wait a minute, I'll look for Gastrodia elata nearby. My senior sister said Gastrodia elata can cure epilepsy."

Fan Hu grabbed Ye Xingzhou's hand and shook his head desperately.Ye Xingzhou was stunned: "Can't Tianma be cured?" He leaned down and asked, "Then what do you say can be cured?"

Fan Hu tremblingly stretched out his hand and touched Ye Xingzhou's head.

Ye Xingzhou said: "Damn."

Ye Xingzhou kicked Fan Hu over.

Eight

Fan Hu knocked his head on the ground and remained dead for a long time.Ye Xingzhou was a little worried, and was about to pull him up when he heard him say: "...It's sinister."

Ye Xingzhou frowned: "What did you say?"

Fan Hu said: "They think I'm dangerous." After a pause, he said, "Why am I lying on the ground?"

Ye Xingzhou said: "You suffered from epilepsy just now."

Fan Hu said: "I don't have epilepsy."

Ye Xingzhou said: "You have, you didn't find out."

Fan Hu said: "...Pull me up."

☆、Chapter 9

nine

The next day was sunny and sunny with clear skies.Ye Xingzhou pushed Fanhu down the mountain, and found an inn in the village at the foot of the mountain to set up an inn. Both of them were a little hungry, so they asked the inn to cut a plate of beef, put a plate of oily and salted peanuts, and a pot of green plum wine , eat in the shop.

Fan Hu took a peanut and said, "I've thought about it, I wasn't epileptic last night, I should be a ghost."

Ye Xingzhou drank his wine and nodded compulsively.

Fan Hu put the peanuts in his mouth, chewed them, swallowed them, and said, "Next time something like this happens, you will do everything you can to wake me up."

Ye Xingzhou said: "Understood." He took another sip of wine, "Do you have a way to deal with him?"

Fan Hu said: "Not yet. But according to the current situation, his activity time should be at night."

Ye Xingzhou said: "So sure?"

Fan Hu smiled and said, "I have been in contact with him..."

Fan Hu suddenly rolled his eyes again, his hands trembled, his chopsticks fell down uncontrollably, and a peanut danced happily on the floor.

The shop waiter passing by almost frightened the vegetable soup in his hand: "What's wrong with this guest officer?"

Ye Xingzhou swallowed the beef unhurriedly, and thoughtfully concealed Fan Hu's condition.

Ye Xingzhou said: "He got stuck eating peanuts, get him some water."

The shop waiter quickly put the vegetable soup on the next table, and then rushed to serve the water.Fan Hu rolled his eyes at this time, and he looked at Ye Xingzhou silently.

Ye Xingzhou said: "How is it? Don't be shy, I can take you to the Immortal Doctor. I heard that there is nothing incurable about her."

Fan Hu moved his throat, but still made the sound of phlegm, and then simply closed his mouth.Trembling slightly, he stretched out his hand to put it on top of Ye Xingzhou's head, but Ye Xingzhou knocked his hand off with chopsticks.

Ye Xingzhou frowned: "It's endless, isn't it?"

Fan Hu's eyes froze, and he put his hands away and sat silently.

At this time, the waiter from the store arrived and hurriedly handed Ye Xingzhou a bowl of water.Ye Xingzhou said: "It's all right now."

He put the bowl in front of Fan Hu: "Take a sip to suppress the shock."

Fan Hu frowned as he looked at the bowl of water, but suddenly his eyes lit up. He rolled up his sleeves, dipped his fingers in the water, and began to draw pictures on the table.Ye Xingzhou looked at him and sighed sympathetically.

After Fan Hu finished painting, he suddenly slammed his head on the table. The waiter at the side turned pale with fright. Ye Xingzhou stretched out his hand to check his breath, and said to the waiter, "It's okay, I'm not dead."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Hu grabbed Ye Xingzhou's wrist, looked up at him, and slammed his head on the table again.

Ye Xingzhou pulled out his hand vigorously.

He heard Fan Hu on the table say: "... many times."

Ye Xingzhou asked him angrily: "What?"

Fan Hu raised his head and rubbed his red forehead: "I have been with him many times. What's wrong with me?"

Ye Xingzhou said: "You're crazy..."

When the words came to his lips, he slipped back, Ye Xingzhou looked around and looked at the two of them, caring for his face, and didn't say anything about epilepsy.

Ye Xingzhou said: "This time, he seems to have come during the day."

Ten

Fan Hu frowned, looked down, and asked suspiciously, "What is this?"

Ye Xingzhou said: "You...he was just drawing on the table."

"No, it seems to be characters." Fan Hu identified them one by one, "I, yes, kou, ten, wood, scribe?"

Fan Hu wondered, "What do you mean?"

Ye Xingzhou said: "Let me take a look." He got up and leaned forward, smiling, "You read it wrong, it says 'I am Ye Di'."

Ye Xingzhou suddenly paused: "Damn."

Fan Hu asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Xingzhou gritted his teeth: "My master master has never been born, how do you know his name?"

Fan Hu said: "It's not me, it's him."

Ye Xingzhou stared: "...Are you really a ghost?"

Fan Hu said: "Really, it's more real than pearls."

eleven

Ye Xingzhou and Fan Hu looked at each other silently in the bedroom of the inn.

Ye Xingzhou said: "Can you let my master master come out again?"

Fan Hu said: "I can't control it either." He asked, "How did your master master die?"

Ye Xingzhou didn't say a word, and after drinking three glasses of wine, he opened his mouth and said: "That day Wu Jianmen raised the door to the mountain to worship the ancestors, the master master was injured and recuperated in retreat, the senior brother asked me to guard the master Uncle, I was guarding, and suddenly fell asleep and fell asleep. When I woke up, I saw blood all over the ground, and the... corpse of the master master was right in front of me."

His voice became lower and lower: "Eldest brother said that I went crazy in practice and killed the master master. The fellow disciples were so angry that they wanted to kill me to avenge the master master. The elder brother told them to calm down and said that I was unintentional." For the fault, I was expelled from the division."

Fan Hu was silent for a moment, and said, "Are you the one with the strongest martial arts in your sect?"

Ye Xingzhou froze for a moment, then nodded.

Fan Hu said: "Is your senior brother inferior to you in every way?"

Ye Xingzhou argued: "My senior brother just has no intention of competing with the junior."

Fan Hu said: "Does your master master intend to pass on the position of master to you?"

Ye Xingzhou said: "The palm