Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 348: Jianghu is a stinking ditch

Poyang Lake originates from the Yangtze River and is located on the right side of the river, nearly 500 miles away from Yingtian. It covers a vast area of ​​nearly 3,000 square kilometers. Looking from the shore, the water and the sky are one color. It is the second largest lake in Dali after Qinghai, and is also called Pengze.

It is worth mentioning that less than 300 miles southwest of Poyang Lake is Wugong Mountain, once the number one martial arts sect in Dali. As for why it was once... the local martial arts people in Jiangyou are all very taboo about it.

Poyang Lake is rich in aquatic products, and its transportation links include waterways from all over the country. It can be said to be the center of Jiangyou, and Wugong Mountain is naturally of great importance to it. It is no exaggeration to say that this place is the backyard of Taoism.

There are Taoist temples every few dozen miles around the lakeshore, and almost everyone within a hundred miles believes in Taoism.

Considering Zhao Wumian's current relationship with Wugong Mountain, it is no exaggeration to say that he came to Poyang Lake to challenge the master.

But in recent days, the Chu navy, which is undoubtedly the emperor's personal army, crossed the river and stationed on the shore of Poyang Lake. It led the Jiangyou navy to conduct regular training nearby, and its mighty power caused the Jiangyou underworld to be in a state of panic and became much more peaceful.

Wugongshan knew that Zhao Wumian had guessed their arrangement on the Sheath, so he sent troops to attack them. If they dared to make any unruly moves, it would give the court an excuse to send troops, and it was estimated that the Chu navy would have to station troops in front of the mountain in June.

Therefore, Wugong Mountain has been keeping a low profile in recent days. The spear leader came to his backyard to declare war on Zhao Wumian, so they should at least do their best to be a good host and act as a notary.

But Wugongshan just lay there in Jiangyou like a dead man, not saying a word, allowing the Gun Leader and Zhao Wumian to come in and out.

Even the two main pillars, Guiyi and Guiyuan, have disappeared and have not appeared in the world until now. No one knows where they are.

Obviously, they were also worried that Zhao Wumian came here to pick a fight and challenge him, and they planned to remain unchanged in the face of all changes... This was already a certain degree of submission.

Wugong Mountain has had many predecessors, most of which changed their names and surnames with the rise and fall of dynasties. It has been Wugong Mountain for nearly a hundred years, and perhaps in another hundred years due to some accident it will move to Zhongnan Mountain and start a new one.

But its essence as a Taoist sect will not change. If one traces it carefully, it has a history of thousands of years, profound foundation and transcendent status. The imperial court would have rashly launched an attack if it came from an unknown source.

All the disciples of Wugong Mountain might die, but the Taoism will not be destroyed and the spark will not fall. The only thing that will be damaged is Luo Chaoyan's reputation in the market.

Both sides suffer.

"Having said that, who the hell wants to die when they can live? Just be a tortoise. If you keep digging your head in a dead end, what kind of Taoist are you? Do you think you are a disciple of Wujitian? Why are you so stubborn?"

At noon, Wugong Mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, quiet and elegant. Guishan Taoist, who had been an envoy to the capital, was lying on the trunk of an old tree on the mountainside. He muttered a few words, then took a sip of wine from the wine gourd and exhaled the smell of alcohol.

"Hiss! The wine from Tinglan Manor is truly unique..."

The young Taoist priest Xuanliu did not seem to be very disappointed after he was severely attacked by Lan again at the International Banquet in the capital. He still had a beard, was unkempt, and his Taoist robe was messy, like a wanderer in the world.

He sat on the grass, leaning against a tree trunk, also holding a wine gourd in his hand, looking at the clouds and mist below the mountain. The branches and leaves of the old tree swayed gently in the mountain breeze, and the fallen leaves looked like rain.

He sighed lightly and said:

"It's not a matter of being stubborn... Before I met Zhao Wumian, I was a leader, doing justice, punishing evil and promoting good. I believed that everything I did was worthy of the word chivalrous. But after meeting him in Taiyuan, I felt more and more confused... I know he is a chivalrous man, but is our Wugong Mountain not a righteous one? How did it end up in a life-and-death situation?"

"The waters of the world are too deep to be explained in a few words. You are confused, which means you are still seeking the truth. Just continue to worry and slowly understand." The Taoist Guishan waved his hand casually and said:

"There is no such thing as righteousness or evil. We are all people of the martial arts world. No one has the right to criticize anyone else. The water of the Yangtze River is clear, while the water of the Yellow River is turbid. You think that the martial arts world is the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, but in fact, they are just stinking ditches... Have we in Wugong Mountain never done anything shameful? Have we, the Taixuan Palace and the Huanzhen Pavilion, never done anything chivalrous?
Did you know that Mo Jingxue traveled in Jiangyou in the twelfth year of Jingzheng and witnessed a desperado wiping out an entire family in Lushan Town, leaving only a young man. He took three cents from the young man, killed the desperado with his own hands, and left without even leaving his name? "

Xuan Liu was stunned and said, "He was once my Wugongshan disciple. Why did he betray the sect back then?"

Guishan was silent for a moment, shaking the wine in the wine pot, looking down the mountain, and said softly:
"Who knows... If we are on different paths, we cannot work together."

As he said this, Guishan shook his head and laughed again.
"Back then, Mo Jingxue was so talented in martial arts that he was known as the only martial artist in the Central Plains who could rival Wudamu at his peak...

Now that he has not yet reached the peak, the title of the number one in the martial arts world has been taken away by the young Xiao Yuanmu in the battle with the old spear leader. Now Zhao Wumian has appeared out of nowhere and killed Tong Congdao alone...Alas, this is a world of great contention, a world of great contention!"

"...The spear master has turned over a new leaf. Back then, he relied on a blood-scaled spear to almost beat up the Ten Martial Masters. Although he was no match for Master at the time, he still conquered the martial arts world and unified the northern and southern spear techniques. His strength is probably even greater than that of the old spear master. Although Zhao Wumian killed Tong Congdao alone, no one in the martial arts world thinks he can be compared to Xiao Yuanmu... What do you think, Uncle Master?"

Gui Shan raised his eyebrows slightly, stopped drinking, thought carefully for a while, and then said: "If Zhao Wumian loses, he will suffer this disaster when he is in a favorable situation, and become a stepping stone for the spear leader. If he fails to recover, his life will be over, and he will never be able to make any progress in martial arts. If he wins..."

Guishan paused, as if he still had some fear, and said, "If he were to directly challenge Ji Yingshi, who is 'below the immortal', even Wudamu would not be able to be his opponent in his prime."

Xuan Liu was stunned, "Not really..."

Guishan stroked the wine pot, then shook his head and laughed, "Not really. It's still too difficult to catch up with Ji Yingshi..."

While the two were talking, a sound was suddenly heard in their ears.

"Your nephew is asking what his chances are of winning a fight with me... Why are you avoiding the main point and talking about Ji Bo's strengths and weaknesses?"

His voice was clear and handsome but with a hint of impatience. One could tell from his unruly character just from his words. However, the domineering aura of a gunman in his words suppressed everyone's impression of him, leaving only a sinking feeling of oppression.

The old Taoist priest who had just given instructions was so frightened that he fell off the tree and landed on his butt.

He looked up in surprise, and saw a tall and slender man in a black robe, a dark cloak and a bamboo hat, looking down at Guishan. His face under the bamboo hat seemed to be cast in steel, which made Guishan's heart suddenly tense.

"Chen Qiyuan!? How did you get up the mountain?" Guishan asked in surprise.

Xuan Liu's instinctive reaction as a warrior made him stand up suddenly. He subconsciously pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist, bent like a tiger, and was ready to attack.

Chen Qiyuan did not bring a gun with him. He casually gathered his cloak that was fluttering in the mountain wind and said:
"The battle of Poyang Lake concerns the Spear Champion plaque. Logically, someone from the imperial court should come to provide notarization, but Zhao Wumian probably doesn't want this plaque from me, as no one from the imperial court wants it... But winning is winning, losing is losing. He can refuse it, but I can't refuse it...

In the court, I only know one King Jin, and he is dead... I can only look for a respected person in the martial arts world. This is Jiangyou, who else can I look for if not Wugong Mountain?"

Xuan Liu was young and energetic. Although he was shocked by the strength of the spear leader, he showed no fear at all and spoke in a cold voice.

"So you came to our Wugong Mountain? The sect's forbidden area is not a place where you can come and go as you please."

"So what?"

The spear master Chen Qiyuan waved his hand with a bit of impatience, "Don't show off your mediocre skills. I'm coming to the mountain to visit you openly, who dares to stop me? But Guiyi and Guiyuan are not here, and I don't know where they died. According to seniority, I can only find you, Guishan... Let's go."

As he spoke, Chen Qiyuan suddenly stretched out his hand. Although he had no weapon with him, the fallen leaves still flew all over the sky, and the thick branches and leaves of the old tree suddenly became bare.

Guishan looked at this terrifying scene and for a moment he thought that he was facing not the spear master but the boxing master.

Guishan has a lot of seniority. He is the younger brother of Guiyi and Guiyuan, and the senior brother of Guishou. However, his talent in martial arts is average. He is far inferior to Guishou, let alone Guiyi and Guiyuan. He is simply unable to resist and is directly lifted up by Chen Qiyuan like a chicken.

It is somewhat similar to Zhao Wumian's situation when he was in Jin. Unfortunately, it is obvious that Goddess Canghua will not come to rescue him when he returns to the mountain.

"Let go!"

Choke————

Xuan Liu was furious and suddenly drew his sword. The sword light swept across the falling leaves and went straight to Chen Qiyuan's forearm at a very close distance.

But Xuan Liu only felt a black shadow flash before his eyes, and he felt a pain in his waist and abdomen, flew backwards, broke the trunk of an old tree, rolled on the ground for several times, and collapsed to the ground.

buzzing————

His sword spun in a semi-arc in the air and stuck upside down in front of him. The sword body kept shaking and flashing with cold light.

"Cough cough--" Xuan Liu kept coughing and looked up in horror. Chen Qiyuan had already jumped down the mountain with Guishan in his hand, and his voice came from afar.

"I am only looking for him to do a notarization. I will not harm him. So please relax--"

Chen Qiyuan's voice echoed in the mountains and spread through the clouds.

Xuan Liu looked at the trembling sword and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

Why is it that every time he gets involved with Zhao Wumian, he gets beaten up? How many times has this happened? He's hiding in the mountains, and he still gets beaten up...

……

When he returned to the mountain, he knew there were no tigers in the mountain, and the leader of the spear was the king, so he was very docile and did not move rashly. The strong wind tore his clothes apart, and his clothes fluttered. Chen Qiyuan jumped down the mountain with a person in his hand, as if he was flying in the air and flying with the wind, but it was still as if he was walking on flat ground.

He was not panicked, but glanced sideways at Chen Qiyuan. For some reason, Chen Qiyuan's brows were tightly furrowed, and he was lost in thought about something.

After coming down the mountain and standing in the woods, Chen Qiyuan suddenly said:
"I asked Zhao Wumian to come to Poyang Lake. First, to kill my father properly at the place where he died, and also to offer a prayer for my father's spirit in the afterlife..."

Gui Shan thought to himself that the person who killed your father was Xiao Yuanmu, so what's the big deal about you breaking Zhao Wumian's prestige... It's not possible that Zhao Wumian really has a close relationship with Xiao Yuanmu, right? Chen Qiyuan seems to know something?
That's right, how could Zhao Wumian's involvement with Wan Yuexian have nothing to do with Xiao Yuanmu? The fact that it hasn't been exposed until now is only because the imperial court is suppressing it and there is no substantial evidence.

He frowned, "The spear master came to Poyang Lake for something else?"

Chen Qiyuan raised his hand and flicked away a leaf that had fallen on his shoulder.
"My father was searching for the Cuojin Boshan Furnace when he was alive. He found some clues in the Poyang Lake area, which led to a conflict with Xiao Yuanmu and his death here... Cuojin Boshan Furnace is the national treasure of Chen State, and Xiao Yuanmu treasures it very much. I am not interested in the Nine Bells, but I am fascinated by making Xiao Yuanmu unhappy."

Guishan thought, if you want to find Jiu Zhong, just go find Jiu Zhong, why bother talking about Xiao Yuanmu or not.

However, he knew Chen Qiyuan's character. This guy had a thousand taels of silver notes on him today, and he didn't care if he lost it the next day. If he said that he found the wrong Jinboshan furnace just to disgust Xiao Yuanmu, that was indeed what Chen Qiyuan would do.

Chen Qiyuan glanced at Guishan and said, "In the twelfth year of Jingzheng, you were the leader of the branch of Wugong Mountain in the Poyang Lake area... Do you know something about what happened back then?"

Gui Shan's heart skipped a beat. "With my martial arts skills, how could I possibly interfere with what happened between the old spear master and Xiao Yuanmu back then..."

Chen Qiyuan looked at him coldly.

Gui Shan was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Does the Gun Master really want to steal the Jin Boshan furnace?"

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Even a three-year-old child understands this.

Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu both have a grudge against Wugong Mountain, and Chen Qiyuan and Xiao Yuanmu have a blood feud over the murder of their fathers, so they have every reason to become Wugong Mountain's natural allies. After finding the wrong Jinboshan furnace, there will still be a dispute over who owns it, but before finding it, there is obviously room for cooperation.

Of course, Guishan’s size is not enough to make the decision for Guiyi and Guiyuan, but he believes that letting Chen Qiyuan know about the open and undercurrents of the past will still help the cooperation.

Anyway, there is no loss if I say it. If I don’t say it... I will probably get a beating.

Guishan is an old man, how can he stand the torture of the spear master...

He thought for a moment, then looked back in the direction of Poyang Lake.

"I don't know much about what happened back then, and I can't intervene after all, but someone must know. I can take the spear master to find him, but this is related to the Jinboshan furnace, so I hope the spear master can keep his mouth shut. If Zhao Wumian knows about it, it will only cause trouble for him."

"If he comes, I will beat him down. What kind of trouble can it cause?" Chen Qiyuan waved his hand casually.

"As the Marquis of Weiming, he can only be beaten, not killed. Leaving him like this will cause endless troubles. Don't let him know..."

"I know, I know. Chirp, chirp, chirp... lead the way!"

At night, the breeze is blowing gently, the silver moon is hanging high in the sky, and wisps of thin clouds look like willow ears, crossing the moonlit sky.

Tap tap tap————-
The white horse was galloping on the flat official road. The sound of its hooves was like thunder, echoing across the plains. The branches and leaves of the plants on both sides of the road swayed as the white horse passed by, and many leaves fell.

Occasionally, some tired birds would land on the branches to take a rest, and would hear the sound of horse hooves in the distance. Before they could flap their wings and fly away, the white horses would already be close to them, scaring the birds away in all directions.

Zhao Wumian held the reins in one hand and supported Xiao Yuanmu's waist with the other, looking down.

Xiao Yuanmu sat in front of him, spread out the Jiangyou map with both hands, looked at the map in the moonlight, and said to Zhao Wumian without turning his head:

"Back then, I was fighting with the old spear master near Lushan Town, and Chen Qiyuan suddenly asked you to come here. It was obvious that he wanted to show off his skills in front of his father... You can probably find him in Lushan."

Lushan Town is built on the mountain and is connected to Poyang Lake in the east.

"Lushan? The remains of Lao Niu's former sect?"

"Not bad, but it has nothing to do with Lushan Jianmen. When I went to Lushan, Lushan Jianmen had already been wiped out for several years."

Zhao Wumian lowered his eyes and looked at the map carefully, then moved closer to Xiao Yuanmu. He could smell the faint fragrance of her hair.

"Come to think of it, why did you go to Mount Lushan at that time?"

"Somehow the old spear master found the Crimson Pearl Jade back then. You went to Yingtian to negotiate but actually to test him. You found out that he was looking for it near Mount Lu, so you went to investigate. But the old spear master didn't intend to let you go. He chased you all the way from Yingtian to Mount Lu. I rushed to kill him after I got the news."

The hot breath from Zhao Wumian blew on Xiao Yuanmu's face, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to lift the hair beside his ear while explaining.

Zhao Wumian thought to himself, isn't this the routine of a hero saving a beautiful girl? But why was it Xiao Yuanmu who saved him?
He was a little dissatisfied in his heart, "I was not a match for the old spear master before?"

"That was the twelfth year of Jingzheng. You were one with nature and human, had not yet communicated with the bridge of heaven and earth, and did not know the Heavenly Demon Blood Release. It was already an extremely remarkable achievement that you could escape from the pursuit of the old spear leader three times... After all, the old spear leader was a martial arts champion who fought his way up, and he was not a disgrace to the martial arts champion."

Zhao Wumian was very ambitious. He frowned upon hearing this and said:

"A hero never brags about his past achievements... In the twelfth year of Jingzheng, I was in harmony with nature and was no match for the old spear master. Now in the early years of Guichan, I am still in harmony with nature, but the old spear master was killed by you, and I cannot avenge him. Fortunately, Chen Qiyuan is stronger than his father, and I can defeat him and avenge him."

"I avenged you in the first place. This time it's for me. Do you understand?"

Xiao Yuanmu closed the map and put it into the saddle bag, then took out two pieces of dried meat, put one piece between her pink lips, and handed the other piece to Zhao Wumian's mouth, pointing at him.

Zhao Wumian took a bite of the dried meat and remained silent. He couldn't wait to go to Mount Lushan to compete with Chen Qiyuan.

After a moment, he remembered something and asked, "Did I find out anything at the time?"

Xiao Yuanmu bit the dried meat, took out the water bag and took a sip, then said:

"I found out. Do you remember Zhubei League? There were five hall masters in total. There was one in Yangzhou, and another one lived in seclusion in Mount Lushan, changed his name, and retired to the city, but the martial arts world did not let them go."

"The old spear leader wanted to take Jin Boshanlu by surprise. He followed the clues of Zhubei League and found their family. He forced them to tell him many things about Liuli Siyu before he left. But there is no airtight wall in the world. How could the martial arts leader just find an ordinary family casually?"

"Based on this suspicion, some of us, the diehards of Chen country, went to find him and, under the pretext of 'correcting the source and killing the thieves', we exterminated his entire family, except for one young man."

Zhao Wumian was stunned for a moment, "Just for this?"

"This is about our country. Will you be soft-hearted when facing the rebels?" Xiao Yuanmu glanced at Zhao Wumian and smiled faintly.
"Back then, the Zhubei Alliance belonged to our East China Sea Navy, but in the end, they became dogs of the country... I know that the Zhubei Alliance's actions are righteous, but traitors are traitors. No matter how noble their reasons are, they must die."

"Have you also killed the descendants of the Zhubei Alliance?" Zhao Wumian asked.

Xiao Yuanmu glanced at Zhao Wumian with a half-smile.
"No, most of the descendants of Zhubei Alliance have retired to the mountains, so I am too lazy to hunt them down and kill them one by one. If any of them want to rebel against Li Fuchen, I will absorb them into Taixuan Palace. If they just want to retire, everyone has their own ambitions, and I will not force them. If they still want to be Dali's dog... then I will kill them."

As he spoke, Xiao Yuanmu shook his head lightly, "The hall master has long retired and has no intention of interfering in the affairs of the martial arts world. However, the martial arts world is a stinking ditch, and even if you step in and retract your legs, you will still get your feet stained with stench."

Zhao Wumian didn't think that the descendants of the Zhubei Alliance deserved to die, but from the perspective of Chen State, the death of the traitors was not a pity. Even if the traitors retired to the mountains, they had to pay the price for what their ancestors did.

It is difficult to judge right or wrong, as everyone has their own reasons.

He did not make any condescending comments. After all, he was both the Weiming Marquis of Dali and one of the rebel leaders, so his position was not appropriate. He just asked, "And then?"

"For some unknown reason, Mo Jingxue showed up, avenged the young man, and left in style. The young man was at a loss after having his revenge... and then you found him."

"what did I do?"

"You donated some money and let him open a tavern...that's it." Xiao Yuanmu finished eating the jerky, drank a sip of water, took out a handkerchief from his arms to wipe his pink lips, and said casually.

"Didn't you take him to Lin'an to protect him?"

"He doesn't want to get involved in martial arts, and doesn't even want to get close to it. How could you force him to go to the headquarters of our Taixuan Palace?"

Zhao Wumian finished eating the dried meat with a slightly absent-minded look on his face. He had not expected that there was such an old story behind Xiao Yuanmu's killing of the old spear leader.

Although they were talking about other families' tragic massacres, the atmosphere was still a little heavy, so the two of them stopped talking and just continued on their way in silence.

But traveling silently late at night is obviously boring and can easily make people feel sleepy.

Zhao Wumian felt his eyelids feel heavy, so he shook his head gently to refresh himself, and looked around. There were no towns or mountain inns nearby.

"Are you sleepy?" Xiao Yuanmu noticed Zhao Wumian's tiredness, and said with a hint of tenderness, "Let's set up camp and rest for a night before continuing on our journey."

"Just a little sleepy..." Zhao Wumian suddenly remembered something and looked around again.

With his perception in the wild, there is no need for him to look around. Perception is more useful than eyes. Xiao Yuanmu watched his movements and suddenly felt something was wrong in his heart.

Sure enough, Zhao Wumian whispered in her ear, "Sister Xiao...can you help me wake up?"

"Just set up camp and rest. What's there to be refreshed about? You're in a hurry to reincarnate..."

As Xiao Yuanmu spoke coldly, she noticed Zhao Wumian's hand gently caressing her lower abdomen through her dress.

The warmth from the palm of his hand passed through his clothes and reached his skin, making Xiao Yuanmu feel slightly hot.

It was a rare occasion that there were no women like Guan Yunshu and Luo Chaoyan around to disturb him. He revisited the old place a few days ago and completely let go. It was a time of tenderness and sweetness, and when they were alone together, Xiao Yuanmu became a little sensitive.

In the wild, both Xiao Yuanmu and Zhao Wumian were on high alert. Even if Xiao Lengyue came, they would not be able to escape their perception. They would not let any outsiders ruin their plans.

Therefore, Xiao Yuanmu's tone was a little lighter, and he spoke each word with emphasis, "Then what do you want your sister to do?"

Zhao Wumian whispered something in his ear.

Xiao Yuanmu looked at him helplessly, adjusted his dress a little to make sure that nothing would go wrong when he grew up, then he slowly released the restriction and his figure gradually grew taller.

She still sat in front of Zhao Wumian, but this time she was the one holding the reins and driving the horse.

Even though Xiao Yuanmu was wearing a much larger dress, now that she had grown up, the dress was inevitably tight, sticking tightly to her skin, outlining Xiao Yuanmu's proud curves.
At some point, two pairs of hands appeared faintly from under the tight dress, climbing up from the lower abdomen, holding the morning bell and evening drum, pinching the drum and ringing the bell...

Ta-da, ta-da————

After riding for just a cup of tea, the two men suddenly dismounted, found a safe place, and set up camp to rest.

Then isn't this reminder to refresh yourself in vain?
Xiao Yuanmu tucked up a strand of hair that was stuck to his lips, glanced at Zhao Wumian helplessly, and then slowly knelt down in front of Zhao Wumian...

"Woooo..."

A faint swallowing sound was heard in the woods.

"It's not in vain that I'm so alert..."

"Bo~ Who told you to open your eyes?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)