Chapter 115

Zhou Zhen didn't drink. After hastily eating some dinner, she took her two younger martial brothers up the mountain.

The mountain is full of eyeliner, and the former mountain hall is held by Lin Zhennan himself. With forty second-class bodyguards, he surrounds the back hall.

"Here comes the escort..."

"Escort Chen, where's my father?"

"I just had dinner and practiced martial arts in the courtyard."

"Lead escort Chen has worked hard. After these two days, he will give his uncles a few days off and have a good rest."

Lead escort Chen laughed and said, "it's not hard, but you can't drink. Your mouth is a little weak."

Zhou Zhen leads escort Chen into the courtyard. In the courtyard, Lin Zhennan sits cross legged on the steps at the door and closes his eyes to practice martial arts.

Zhou Zhen looked around. The backyard was not big. There were 30 people outside and 10 people in the yard. There were no blind spots.

In a group of two, you can see each other on the left and right, and there is no fear of a sneak attack.

He smiled with satisfaction and said, "I told the back kitchen to leave you 20 jars of wine. I'll drink with my uncles the next day."

Lin Zhennan opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Ping'er is coming."

Master Hua cleaned up his rice bowl in the yard. When he saw Zhou Zhen coming in, he smiled and said, "young escort, I'm afraid I didn't eat well at the foot of the mountain. Do you want me to cook some more dishes for you?"

"Don't bother uncle Hua. Big pot dishes are not delicious. You can always fill your stomach."

Master Hua is the escort agency cook who died at the beginning of the original work. His cooking skills are very excellent. White gourd cup, Buddha jumping over the wall, dross fish and wonton are well-known in Fujian.

Lin Zhennan made friends with the government and rich businessmen. He played a great role.

Since Zhou Zhen studied Arts in Huashan, Mrs. Wang also settled in Huashan. Master Hua was arranged on the mountain and became the chef of the small kitchen.

Zhou Zhen has been well dressed and fed since childhood. He is used to his meals. The meals cooked by others are really bad.

Master Hua also knew that Zhou Zhen was busy on the mountain these days. He had a lot of affairs and didn't bother much. He took several Kitchen helpers to clean up his job and took down the food table.

Lin Zhennan smiled and asked, "Ping'er is coming at this time, but what's important?"

Zhou Zhen nodded and told the news that Yue buqun had announced that there were three other schools of martial arts today and would return them to each school the next day.

"Now, thousands of Wulin people know the martial arts of Huashan sect and other sword sects. This Wulin secret script is the most tempting. I'm afraid many people want to fish in troubled waters tonight.

Younger martial brothers can block ordinary experts, but if they can touch here, I'm afraid they are all experts. Dad should be careful. "

Lin Zhennan said with a smile, "today's arrangements are all trustworthy old people. Don't worry. Even if the East is invincible, we can reach one or two."

Indeed, if the East is invincible, you can do it if you want to steal the secret script, but you can't do it if you don't disturb people and want to take the secret script.

This is the martial arts world, not the immortal world.

At the foot of the mountain, the three of Feng Ping are eager to return to the embrace of Huashan school. They know that they have lost their competitiveness internally and can't touch Yue buqun's position.

However, they will not give up their external influence, especially within the Wuyue sword sect. They have offended the Songshan sect and naturally want to get in touch with other sects.

After the dinner, they were more active than Yue buqun, and had always had a good relationship with important figures from all walks of life.

"Seal injustice and be proud. Don't forget your old friends."

Feng Ping smiled and nodded to Lu Bai, who greeted him, and sent Mr. Wen, a life and death judge from southern Shaanxi, out of the yard first.

Inside the gate, Lu Bai stood in the shadow of the light and looked at Feng Ping with deep eyes. He had no scruples about the Huashan disciples who saw off the guests at the door.

Feng Ping returned to Lu Bai and said with a long bow, "Hello, senior brother Lu."

Lu Bai said coldly, "it's not good at all. After raising a dog for more than ten years, I didn't expect to raise a white eyed wolf."

With the support of the breeze, Feng Ping has no fear of Songshan sect.

He has a cooperative relationship with Songshan sect. He also knows that he wants to be a knife envoy for Songshan sect.

Since it is a cooperative relationship, he doesn't think he owes anything to Songshan sect.

Over the years, Songshan sect has found a yard for his three martial brothers, providing them with good wine and meat every day, so that they can devote themselves to practicing martial arts.

After listening to Lu Bai's words, he was not angry. He still smiled and said, "elder martial brother Lu, did your dog run away? That's a pity. It seems that Songshan sect is not as good as our Huashan sect. Once you enter the Huashan gate, it's Huashan ghost."

Lu Bai said in a stern voice, "seal injustice. Don't think you can do whatever you want after returning to Huashan!"

Feng Ping said, "elder martial brother Lu, I'm surprised. My Wuyue sword sect is like one another. Everyone is a martial brother. Why does elder martial brother Lu treat me like an enemy?

Even if the three of our martial brothers spent some money in your song mountain sect these years, elder martial brother Lu just reported the amount. We can pay it back if we try our best. "

Feng Ping and the three lived in a small village arranged by the Song Mountain sect. No one took care of them.

In order to let Feng Buqi practice martial arts safely, Cong Buqi and Cheng Buyou have to work in the field before they can have a meal.

Even so, the people of Songshan sect are still arrogant in front of the unequal people and do not treat the three brothers equally.

These years, in order to recapture the leader of Huashan Mountain, they endured injustice.

Now that martial uncle Feng is not dead, Huashan sect has developed again. Why doesn't Feng Ping return this tone?

Lu Bai was surprised to see that Feng Ping, who had been so harsh in the past, couldn't help but gasp: "it seems that you got carried away by Yue buqun's thigh. Don't forget, I Songshan sect is now the leader of the five mountains alliance."

Feng Ping said, "of course I didn't forget. Huashan is also a member of the Wuyue sword sect."

The seven orifices blocked by the despised seal were smoking. Lu Bai wanted to do it, but he still endured it.

"After the opening of Huashan sect tomorrow, our Wuyue sword sect will have a duel with each other. At that time, see if your sword has your mouth, younger martial brother Feng."

Feng Ping glanced at him obliquely and said disdainfully, "except for the left league leader, you thirteen Taibao are just a group of arrogant frogs at the bottom of the well. If you want to try my sword, I will not let you down."

The two parted unhappily and broke up completely. Feng Ping was anxious to go up the mountain to observe the unique skills collected by Huashan sect.

Lu Bai turned behind him, but became deep. Feng Ping's attitude changed greatly in a short time, which made him suspicious.

He did not doubt Feng Ping's hatred for Yue buqun. For more than ten years, their martial brothers' hatred for Yue buqun was real.

Why did it change in a moment? What the hell happened?

When he returned to the other courtyard of Songshan sect, Le Hou welcomed him, invited Lu Bai to sit down in the chair, and reported: "younger martial brother, just now took advantage of the big banquet and secretly went to Huashan to investigate.

The Huashan sect is by no means as low-key as it appears. The whole Huashan cannot be said to be three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry. It is also heavily guarded.

Even when I get to the Zhengqi hall on Huashan Mountain, I can't touch it at all. "

Lu Bai wondered, "there are so many experts on the mountain?"

"There are not many experts. Most of them are newcomers, but there are experts here. There is no monitoring loophole at all. I can't do anything. I don't want to disturb Huashan sect, so I have to retreat first."

Lu Bai said, "today Yue buqun admitted in public that there are three schools of swordsmanship. Tonight, I'm afraid there are many people who want to fish in troubled waters. We'll see if we have a chance."

At midnight, a bunch of fireworks suddenly shot out from the huashanpai mountain. Then, the fireworks relay was general, from the top of the mountain to the small town at the foot of the mountain.

A burst of gongs and drums, the lights of the whole town were bright, and then several Huashan disciples came in to check the number of people in each other's hospital.

The second generation of Songshan sect disciples are here. Only le Hou and Deng Bagong went up the mountain and fooled the past under all kinds of cover.

It's OK here in Songshan sect. There are less than half of the people who live in other courts of those small Jianghu sects.

The Huashan sect lights up the lanterns in the town. The streets are full of people. It's hard for people who slip out to come back at the moment.

Many Jianghu people didn't take advantage of going up the mountain and couldn't come back down the mountain. They immediately knew that they had been trapped by Huashan sect.

This time, I'm afraid I'll be put into water.

Just when they regretted and were ready to leave, all the lanterns in the town went out again. The disciples of Huashan sect stopped their flag and withdrew their guards directly.

These people knew that their tracks might be leaked, but the Huashan sect didn't make a statement. They gave them a chance to come back. They could only accept the favor of the Huashan sect and go back to their house.

After such a farce, everyone knows that Huashan faction seems relaxed, but in fact it is loose outside and tight inside. If you want to go up the mountain to steal the secret script, you may risk ruin.

As long as they dare to leave the house again, Huashan sect will come again. As long as they find that people are not in the room, they will never face anyone in the Jianghu.

In the room of Songshan sect, Lu Bai looked at the people with an embarrassed face and said, "don't do anything. Let's stop here. If you dare to go up the mountain again and find out that the people of Songshan sect are not in the room, Songshan sect will be over."

Deng Badong said: "this hand is really cruel. At least today, no one dares to sneak out of the house again."

Lu Bai shook his head and said, "the most cruel thing is that they immediately withdrew the guard and left some face for everyone. Those who have been found out are afraid to become allies of Huashan sect for their own reputation in the future..."

The people of Songshan sect looked at each other. "Who is playing with the world's Heroes? Does Yue buqun have such a spirit?"

Lu Bai shook his head and said, "this is also the key for Feng Ping to betray us. Therefore, after tomorrow, I must find out this matter. It's like a lump in my throat!"

In the Zhengqi hall, Zhou Zhen smiled and said, "master, I'm afraid no one dares to fish in troubled waters tonight. Tomorrow is the big day of our Huashan sect. Master, go to have a rest early!"

Yue buqun looked at Feng Ping. All three of them had a sword manual in their hands and were reluctant to put it down. "Elder martial brother, go and have a rest. The three of us won't sleep tonight. We promise to keep the Zhengqi hall and the back hall."

Zhou Zhen looked at the three obsessed people and went out of the Zhengqi hall. She couldn't help smiling at Yue buqun.