The white clothes of the mountains and rivers are still as old as before

Early the next morning, the group of three packed up their luggage, and Bai Yi went to the backyard to pull out the carriage first, and was about to set off on the road.

As soon as Zhou Zishu took Zhang Chengling out of the inn, he saw Wen Kexing sitting on a low table by the side of the road with two walnuts in his hands, as if he was waiting for them.

"Oh, I'm leaving now, do you want to eat amber walnuts?"

"Thank you, Mr. Wen." Zhou Zishu declined politely.

Wen Kexing pretended to be sad and said: "Ah Xu, we have been born and died, eaten at the same table, and spent the night in a ruined temple. Why are you still talking about Mr. Wen? Yes. Isn't it too outlandish?" What he said was as artificial as a little girl who had been betrayed.

Wen Kexing pointed behind him again, "I've prepared two horses for you guys, to give you more foot strength, so that you can hurry to Taihu Lake, so that you won't have long nights and dreams."

Zhang Chengling clasped his fists gratefully: "Young Master Wen, you met us by chance, but you have helped us many times, thank you."

Wen Kexing stood up and said, "Don't you hear that the white head is as new as before? You and I, two uncles..." He looked at Zhou Zishu, who was walking over with a carriage behind him, and said, "It's kind of like old friends at first sight. It means that the friendship is deep or not, does it depend on the length of time?"

Bai Yi approached, and naturally heard his words, he turned his head helplessly, and replied: "It's our three lives that are lucky."

"No and no." Wen Kexing wanted to say a few more words, when he saw a large group of beggars surrounding them, and the leader called out to Zhang Chengling, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang. You Is it Mr. Zhang Chengling?"

Several people turned their heads, Zhang Chengling frowned and looked at those beggars, he didn't recognize them.

The leader named Zhang Chengling just now.Hehe smiled and walked two steps closer, seeing that they were all on guard, he explained: "My friends, don't misunderstand, we are not bad people. I am the deputy leader of the beggar gang's great wisdom sub-helm, ordered by the law enforcement elder Huang He of the humble gang, and under the command of the five lakes and the world." Entrusted by the League, looking for the orphan of the Jinghu Sword Sect, Zhang Chengling, Mr. Zhang..."

While talking, the man approached Zhang Chengling, who scared the young man to hide behind the white clothes, and grabbed his sleeve.

Zhou Zishu asked him, "Do you recognize them?"

Zhang Chengling shook his head frantically, not recognizing it.

There are many people on the opposite side, and they want to be surrounded.

Zhou Zishu raised his voice and said to the leader: "Your Excellency has admitted the wrong person, doesn't he recognize you?"

"Yesterday, some disciples saw that this young master looks like the portrait of young master Zhang, so let's check it out." The leader said with a smile.

"Confirm? Are you sure you need to bring so many thugs?" Wen Kexing asked back with a frown. "If it's not, then that's all. If it is, are you still going to rob people?" He said this very bluntly. Of course, there is no need to be too polite to the gangsters of the Beggar Gang.

The leader said he didn't dare dare, but he didn't intend to let him go. He continued: "It's the head of the Dagushan School, Shen Shen, who asked us to come and find you," and he tried to lure Zhang Chengling: " You should recognize Master Shen, he is your father's sworn brother."

Zhang Chengling saw that they were vicious and not like good people, and he only heard from his father that there was such a sworn brother, but he had never seen him before, so he naturally didn't want to follow them, shrank behind his white clothes, and said tremblingly: "I don't know. , I want to follow Uncle Bai and Uncle Zhou!"

Protecting Zhang Chengling in white, he also said, "Sorry, we don't know each other either."

The leader saw that he was going to be soft, so he wanted to be tough, and said with a sullen face: "I think Young Master Zhang was overly frightened, and he seems to have lost his mind. Could it be that the person who abducted him gave him some kind of medicine?" This person is really upside down and good at black and white.

"Oh, brother, you're so talkative. Being a beggar really hurts you. Why don't you become a lawyer." Wen Kexing retorted.

This sentence seemed to refute the leader's face, he directly shouted: "Set up!", making a gesture to move his hands.

Zhou Bai and Zhou Bai saw that the other side had put on a stance, full of murderous aura, and the formation was very fancy. They looked at each other, and their eyes seemed to be communicating: you or me.

Zhou Zishu directly pushed Zhang Chengling into Bai Yi's arms, twisted his wrist, and said to Bai Yi, "I haven't done anything for a long time, it's time to relax."

Holding Zhang Chengling in white clothes and walking out of the encirclement, he did not forget to tell Zhou Zishu a few words: "Be careful, don't be brave, be careful."

Zhou Zishu twisted his neck and muttered, "Got it."

Seeing that these people didn't take him seriously, the leader threatened again: "Hand over Young Master Zhang, and I'll let you go away on your own, otherwise don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless."

Zhou Zishu took two steps forward and clicked his tongue in disdain: "It's really long-winded."

"Do it!" Seeing that they were toasting and refusing to eat fine wine, the leader was rude.

Bai Yi held Zhang Chengling and walked to the low table, and pulled Wen Kexing out of the battle circle by the way, so as not to let him hinder Zhou Zishu's free play.

Wen Kexing asked Bai Yi rather puzzled: "Brother Bai, doesn't Ah Xu have internal injuries? Are you so relieved to let him meet the enemy alone and not help?"

Bai Yi looked at him in surprise, this man still remembered that Zhou Zishu was injured, but he was careful, and his tone was soft: "He has his own measure."

Zhou Zishu was fighting with the group of people with ease, his footsteps were like phantoms, tossing and turning, his figure was as light as catkins, his palms were dexterous and crisp, and he lifted the weight as lightly, and he broke up the opponent's formation.

The enemy was so numerous that they formed a stick formation and suddenly pressed down, trying to trap Zhou Zishu, but he was swept down by his waist and feet, knocking him down.

Wen Kexing saw that he was light and nimble, dancing like a roc with every move, sweeping his legs and lowering his waist so beautifully, he couldn't help talking to Bai Yi: "Axu's waist skills must have been practiced from a boy."

Bai Yi was completely focused on Zhou Zishu and had no time to talk to him.

Zhang Chengling saw that there were many people in the beggar gang, but Zhou Zishu was alone, so he couldn't help asking worriedly: "Uncle Bai, don't you want to help Uncle Zhou?"

Wen Kexing chuckled, and said casually: "Silly boy, these stinky beggars are no match for your Uncle Zhou."

Zhou Zishu knocked down more than a dozen people one after another, and occasionally turned around and screamed: "Old Bai! Be careful behind you!"

The author has something to say:

I'm really envious of Ah Xu's waist skills.

Axu is not a delicate flower, she will make a move when it is time to make a move, and there must be a bright moment.As long as you don't get hurt, the rivers and lakes let him go.