Quick Travel through the Heavens: Starting from the Return of the Condor Heroes

He Yihong left Wuliang Sword Sect and went to Gan Baobao and the others first. He smiled and said to them, "I'm going to find Ding Chunqiu to clean up the mess, but I don't know where to find him. How about I take you to Jiangnan first?"

Qin Hongmian and Gan Baobao looked at each other, and then Qin Hongmian asked, "Why did you want to go to Jiangnan?"

He Yihong smiled and said, "Anyway, we don't know where Ding Chunqiu is, so we can just look around. Besides, it's said in the martial arts world, 'Qiao Feng in the north, Murong in the south', so I want to go find Gusu Murong Fu and have a fight."

Qin Hongmian said to Gan Baobao, "How about we go to Jiangnan?"

"Yeah!" Gan Baobao nodded.

He Yihong knew that Qin Hongmian was definitely going to cause trouble for Madam Wang. Qin Hongmian now had fifty years of internal strength and was very confident. As for Mu Wanqing, she only had twenty years of internal strength. He Yihong had gained more than fifty years of internal strength from Jiumozhi, and if he gained one point, he would have lost more than ten years.

After all, Gan Baobao was pregnant. In order to reduce her suffering from the bumpy journey, He Yihong had to buy a carriage and drive to Jiangnan.

The four of them walked and stopped along the way, and it took them more than a month to arrive at the West Lake in Hangzhou.

It is the season of spring when flowers are in full bloom, and the scenery of West Lake is extremely beautiful. The lake is rippling with clear water, and the willows on the shore are swaying and the flowers are in full bloom, which is as beautiful as a poem or a painting.

Jiangnan Beauty Wash Your Eyes

The four of them walked along the shore of West Lake. He Yihong smiled and said, "Seeing this West Lake reminds me of a myth."

"What mythological story?" Mu Wanqing asked.

"The Legend of White Snake." He Yihong said.

"Then tell us about it." said Gan Baobao.

The four of them told them the story of "The Legend of White Snake" by the lake. After He Yihong finished telling the story, they became interested.

"Wait a thousand years, wait a thousand years~

I have waited a thousand years, and I have no regrets.

Who is in the ear that loves me forever

Just for this sentence, ah ha, I am heartbroken but have no regrets~

The rain is heartbreaking, the wind is tearful, the dream is lingering, the love is far away~

The water of West Lake is my tears~

I would rather turn into a ball of flame with you~ahhh~"

He Yihong sang a song by the West Lake, attracting the attention of many tourists. Qin Hongmian and Gan Baobao were a little touched, but when they saw the tourists' gazes, they just wanted to say loudly: "I don't know him!"

Unfortunately, He Yihong got addicted and sang another song "Duqing":

"The beauty of West Lake in March! The spring rain is like wine, the willows are like smoke! If we are destined to meet, we will meet even if we are thousands of miles apart. If we are not destined to meet, it will be difficult to hold hands. It takes ten years to be able to ride the same boat, and a hundred years to be able to sleep on the same pillow. If we are lucky enough to be together for a thousand years, we will be together until we are old. If we are lucky enough to be together for a thousand years, we will be together until we are old... la la la la..."

If "A Thousand Years of Waiting" is a bit too unrestrained for people at this time, then "Ferrying Love" is more attractive.

A young man dressed as a scholar came up to He Yihong and praised him, "Brother, you are in great spirits! This little song is also very appropriate for the occasion! If we are destined to meet, we will meet even if we are thousands of miles apart; if we are not destined to meet, it is difficult to hold hands. This is really a great saying!"

"Thank you! Thank you!" He Yihong also smiled and bowed.

"I wonder what the names of these two communities are..." the other party asked.

"The first one is "Waiting for a Thousand Years", and the second one is "Crossing Love." He Yihong said.

"Thank you for your advice, brother!" the other party said, "My name is Zhou Mai, may I know your name?"

He Yihong smiled and said, "He Yihong, Brother Zhou should be from Hangzhou, right?"

Zhou Mai nodded and said, "That's right, Brother He, is there anything I can help you with?"

He Yihong smiled and said, "I came from Dali and want to settle down in Hangzhou. Brother Zhou, do you know where there are houses for sale?"

Zhou Mai was very clear about this matter. He Yihong exchanged a crystal ball for more than 7,000 taels of silver, and then bought a large mansion in Hangzhou.

He Yihong stayed in Hangzhou for a week. Unexpectedly, the song "Du Qing" had become popular around West Lake and many people were singing it.

He Yihong bid farewell to Qin Hongmian and the other two came to Suzhou, wanting to get to know his senior sister who knew nothing about flowers.

He Yihong came to a pier by the Taihu Lake. There were several boats parked at the pier, and another boat was approaching. He came to a man in his forties and asked, "Uncle, how do I get to Mantuo Villa?"

Unexpectedly, the big man's face suddenly changed. He looked at the approaching boat and whispered, "This boat belongs to Mantuo Villa. Go ask it yourself!"

Mrs. Wang's reputation seemed to have frightened quite a few people. This big man was actually frightened just by hearing the name of Mantuo Villa.

When the boat approached, He Yihong saw two maids lift the curtain and a beautiful woman walked out of the cabin. Although He Yihong had never seen Madam Wang, since this was the boat of Mantuo Villa, this beautiful woman could not be anyone else.

He Yihong looked at Madam Wang and asked, "Madam, are you the owner of Mantuo Villa?"

Madam Wang frowned and asked unhappily, "Who are you?"

He Yihong bowed to Madam Wang and said, "He Yihong greets Senior Sister!"

Madam Wang saw the Seven Treasures Ring on He Yihong's hand. She frowned even more and said in a colder voice, "You are his disciple? I didn't expect that he would pass the position of the headmaster to you."

He Yihong said, "Master was murdered by Ding Chunqiu thirty years ago and has been disabled for life. He has lived in misery for the past thirty years. Last fall, I became his disciple. Master passed away not long after and asked me to come to my senior sister to learn some Kung Fu."

"Hmph! What does that have to do with me!" Mrs. Wang said coldly.

He Yihong didn't expect that Li Qingluo had such a strong resentment towards Wuyazi. When he heard about Wuyazi's miserable experience and his death, he didn't feel sad at all.

He Yihong sighed, shook his head and turned to leave, but Mrs. Wang shouted, "Stop! What do you mean by shaking your head?"

"It's meaningless." He Yihong said.

"Catch him!" Mrs. Wang shouted. Three old women and two old men immediately jumped onto the boat, holding swords and surrounding He Yihong.

"Senior Sister, what do you mean?" He Yihong turned around and asked.

Mrs. Wang snorted and said, "Take it!"

He Yihong did not resist and let them tie him up with hemp ropes. He wanted to see how Mrs. Wang would treat him. Mrs. Wang saw that he did not resist and said that he came to learn some kung fu, so she thought his kung fu was just ordinary.

A group of people took He Yihong on board and headed back to Mantuo Villa. After traveling for a distance, He Yihong said in the cabin, "I heard that people from Dali Kingdom and men with the surname Duan violated your taboos, so you took them back to Mantuo Villa and buried them alive. And you often killed people who had wives but found other women, or forced them to kill their wives and marry other women. Senior sister, have you ever been hurt by a man with the surname Duan from Dali Kingdom?"

When Mrs. Wang heard his last words, she was furious: "Shut up!"

"Tell me who he is..." Before He Yihong could finish, Mrs. Wang shouted, "Someone! Cut off his tongue!"

"Senior Sister, you don't have to be so cruel, right?" He Yihong said.

Seeing two old women coming in with knives in their hands, He Yihong stopped pretending and circulated his true energy to break the hemp rope, then grabbed the arms of the two old women.