Who lost this loyal dog?

Zhang Ze was a little surprised. He could count the people he knew with two hands. Gu Qingfeng was far away in the capital, and the rest belonged to different factions. More than half of them could not be here. Where did they come from?

With doubts, he looked intently, the person who called his name was not familiar, but he was not unfamiliar either.

Fu Yeming.

He was accompanied by a little girl named "Ayao". There were five or six dishes on the table in front of the two of them. The little girl was holding chopsticks in her hand, as if preparing to eat.

Since we met, we had to say hello, not to mention that he still owed someone a favor. Zhang Ze put a smile on his face, cupped his hands, and said politely, "Brother Fu, long time no see."

Lin Youjian was looking for a few guest rooms from the shopkeeper. Hearing the voice, he couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at Zhang Ze, and followed his gaze into the lobby.

Fu Yeming, he had heard from Bi Yan that the foolish apprentice was easy to deceive, so as a master, he should take care of him more.

The foolish apprentice said that Fu Yeming was straightforward, straightforward, strong in martial arts, well-informed and helpful, and a good person. But when Lin Youjian saw it, he deeply reflected on whether he had protected Bi Yan too well. A foolish apprentice comes.

This person has a peaceful breath, and he looks like he is just an unknown person wandering in the rivers and lakes, but after a little testing, it is clear that under the calm appearance is a vast ocean with dark tides and murderous intentions at every step.

Lin Youjian tightened the strings in his heart, this person must be handled with care.

Fu Yeming looked Tian Yi up and down, and congratulated with a smile: "It seems that the drunken flower Yin has been relieved, congratulations."

"It's all thanks to Brother Fu," Zhang Ze bowed again, bowing gratefully, "Thank you Brother Fu for the antidote."

"It's just a piece of cake."

Fu Yeming waved his hands indifferently, turned to the two masters and apprentices beside him, and asked, "I haven't asked your names yet."

Lin Youjian reported to the family: "I am Lin Youjian from the Wudang sect."

"It turned out to be Hero Lin, no respect, no respect. Meeting is fate, I invite you to this meal. Hero Lin, brother Zhang, please don't be polite to me."

Fu Yeming's talkative words were just words, and there was no trace of reverence in his behavior. He just asked the waiter to change to a bigger table.

The group sat down again, the food was served, the wine was filled up, and after a few pleasantries, he asked curiously, "Brother Zhang, are you planning to go to Wudang?"

Zhang Ze nodded: "Exactly. The Wudang School is famous all over the world, and I have long been yearning for it. It happened that Senior Lin invited me, and Tianyi and I were free, so we agreed to come down and go to Wudang Mountain to have a look."

Bi Yan listened to these words of avoiding the important and neglecting the important, and turned his head to look at his master.

Lin Youjian took a sip of wine, which was his tacit consent.

Zhang Ze asked back: "Brother Fu, did you just come down from Wudang Mountain?"

"The little girl is making a lot of noise. She insists on going to Wudang Mountain to find the gods. She makes a lot of noise."

Fu Yeming smiled and threw the pot to the little girl beside him.

A Yao, who was busy carrying food into her bowl with chopsticks, stared at Fu Yeming's hands on her head with dissatisfied eyes, curled her lips, and looked after him outside. The image in front of the person did not refute, but just lowered his head and poked the potato cubes in the bowl fiercely.

Zhang Ze was thinking about the dream, Lin Youjian was wary of Fu Yeming, Tianyi just gave Zhang Ze food, and only nodded slightly when his name was called at the very beginning.A Yao and Bi Yan just came to make up the numbers, and they kept quiet from the beginning to the end. Fu Yeming thought he was not familiar with anyone other than Zhang Zetianyi, and he looked down on Lin Youjian's defense even more, so he stopped talking The enthusiasm at the beginning was inconsistent.

Different dreams at the same table, several people finished the meal harmoniously, and dispersed separately.

After entering the guest room, Tian Yi asked the waiter for a pot of hot water and a pot of cold water, and while pouring them into the tub, he tested the water temperature with his hand.

Zhang Ze sat on the bed, took off his dusty coat and hung it on the hanger, then folded the middle coat he took off and put it on the bedside. When he raised his eyes, he saw Tian Yi's busy figure not far away.

After a meal, the moon is on the tip of the tip, and the sky is already dark before it is dark.Candles were lit in the room for lighting. The dim yellow candle flames danced and tried to shine, but they could only dispel a small circle of darkness, which was better than nothing.

Because of this light, the originally spacious room became small, even cramped.

Half of Zhang Ze's body was bathed in candlelight, watching the faint candlelight outline Tianyi's back into a warm silhouette in the night, his heart moved slightly.

"A few days ago, the night we found the silver needle, I had a dream. I dreamed that I was sitting in a teahouse drinking tea, and there was a little beggar sitting at the foot of the wall opposite the teahouse."

Tianyi's back seemed to be stiff for a moment, Zhang Ze half closed his eyelids, staring down at the burning candle.

In the small groove at the top of the candle, the melted wax pools as candle tears, slides down the candle, and solidifies before it hits the candlestick.

"He was curled up in a corner, his clothes were stained with mud, his color was invisible, his hair was messed up like a chicken coop, his whole body looked dusty, and he looked like he was about to die."

Zhang Ze recalled the scene in the dream, recalled what he thought in the dream, and slowly began to organize the language, trying to express it as clearly as possible, or he just said what he thought of.

"I...I have seen many people, knights, businessmen, farmers, and of course beggars, young and old, women and children. I see, I usually stay far away, it is really pitiful, Just throw him a few coppers and never think about doing anything else."

Having said that, he raised his right hand and paralyzed it in front of his eyes.

The hand that was used to holding the sword was long and strong, with thick calluses on the fingertips.

"When I saw the little beggar, I was just thinking, I am a person who has been in trouble for a day, why should I make trouble for myself. But I gave him a bun. When you react."

The sound of the gurgling water suddenly stopped, and the room suddenly became quiet.

"I gave him a bun..." Zhang Ze looked puzzled, as if he didn't understand why he would do that.

Perhaps it was the gesture of the little beggar who was about to crawl towards the sun when he was about to die that touched him, maybe it was the determination of the little beggar to bite someone that shocked him, or maybe he just felt compassion for some reason.

But soon, the corners of his mouth raised, and he looked up at the completely still people in the room: "That was the decision I made that I don't regret the most."

Tian Yi glanced at the red mark on the back of his hand that was accidentally scalded by hot water, and the slight tingling pain traveled all the way to his heart along his arm, and he whispered softly, "I don't regret it either."

I don't regret holding your hand at the beginning, and I don't regret the path I chose.

He put down the kettle, tried the water temperature, and it was just right: "Master, the water is ready."

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After one night, don't pass Fu Yeming, as Bi Yan said, Wudang Mountain arrived at about noon.

Wudang School is built on the mountain, and the entrance is a path paved with stone steps, which meanders with no end in sight.

Climbing up the stairs and halfway up the mountain, I finally saw a stone arch like a mountain gate. Two Wudang disciples stood guard in front of the gate, and they looked happy when they saw Lin Youjian.

One of them shouted, "Uncle Lin, you are finally back!"

Bi Yan was surprised for a while, usually when they came back from practice, they never saw the gatekeeper disciples so enthusiastic.

Lin Youjian even put on a straight face and asked, "What's wrong?"

The disciple glanced at Zhang Ze, lowered his head, and replied vaguely: "Uncle Lin, someone from Shaolin is here."

No matter how detailed it is, it is inconvenient to speak directly in public.

The Wudang faction and Shaolin Temple have a good relationship, but they are from Shaolin, so the Wudang disciples will not be so abnormal, Lin Youjian frowned, wondering what happened.

Watching the gatekeeper's embarrassing appearance, knowing that this is Wudang's secret, it is really inconvenient for an outsider to listen in, so Zhang Ze consciously stepped back a little distance, turning his head to enjoy the scenery in the mountains.

Lin Youjian said apologetically: "Shaoxia Zhang, Shaoxia Tian, ​​I'm sorry. It's a long journey, I'll let Bi Yan take you to rest first."

Zhang Ze nodded in response, and left behind Bi Yan.

There was still some distance between the mountain gate and the guest rooms where the guests could stay. Bi Yan led Zhang Ze for a while, with an increasingly serious expression on his face.

Zhang Ze asked, "What's going on?"

In just a short distance, he has encountered three waves of Wudang disciples patrolling. In some places, there are three steps for one post and five steps for one sentry. With Yan by his side, Zhang Ze felt that he had been pressed down by these disciples for interrogation.

"I don't know." Bi Yan shook his head, equally confused, "I didn't look like this when I left. Could it be that something happened recently that forced Wudang to martial law?"

The two looked at each other, their lips moved slightly, and they uttered the same word at the same time.

If you want to talk about major events worth fighting recently, you must not avoid Nether.

However, Hengzhou, where Youming is located, is located at the southernmost point, and it is in a remote location. Even if there is any movement, it is in Lingzhou, which is nearby.Wudang is located in the west of the north, and it can be called the school farthest from the Nether among the seven schools.

Could it be that Nether has expanded his strength to the point where he came to Wudang Mountain to do things?

Such a wild guess is not an option, Bi Yan said: "I will take you and Tianyi to the guest room first, and then I will ask the elder brother. He has been in the mountains for a while, so he must know what happened. Zhang Ze Wait for my news."

Zhang Ze sighed and agreed: "That's the only way."

It is said that the plan did not change quickly.

Just after leaving Bi Yan and setting up the guest room properly, the chair under Zhang Ze's buttocks was not warm when he heard someone knocking on the door.

A Wudang disciple whom he didn't know stood outside the door and asked, "Excuse me, is this Shaoxia Zhang Ze?"

Zhang Ze nodded.

The disciple bowed his hands and said: "Zhang Shaoxia, the head of my family is here to invite you."