Chapter 88

The news that Yun Menglong was not dead was unknown to everyone in the Jianghu in one day. Even the old man who copied scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple knew that an obscene thief named Yun Menglong survived. This news is like a boulder thrown into a calm lake. What it sets off is not the spreading ripples, but the towering waves. Those officials, businessmen, farmers and doctors who have beautiful women in their families are in danger, and they are as melancholy as mourning. Those self righteous fools in the Jianghu are so excited that they can stand up for chivalry and justice again. They jump up and down every day. They want to sharpen their swords to Yunmeng dragon immediately.

The agreement between yunmenglong and Su Qingyao about magic snow spread all over the Jianghu in half a day, and no one outside the Jianghu knew it. The storytelling section under the overpass is a battle between saints and adulterers. The major brothels and teahouses are also talking about saints and adulterers. In a room in the brothel, it was quite strange. A whore was trying to exercise on the prostitute and said, "you... En... Know the... Oh... Fantasy snow appointment between Yun Menglong and the holy daughter of Cihang?" the prostitute under him shouted with hypocritical panting: "Ouch... Sir, you... Are so interested... Ah... I've heard... Elder sister... Sisters... Are talking about it." The strangers in the teahouse have become very familiar and have known each other for 800 years. Everyone warmly discusses this matter. The casino has also set up a gambling game for this. Yunmenglong's odds are 10000 for one, and only one person buys him to win. That person is himself. He is not sure, so he bought a penny of silver, or he will die if he loses.

The old beggar patted yunmenglong on the shoulder and said, "dragon, I support you mentally." then he also bought Su Qingyao to win.

After being depressed for a while, yunmenglong ignored the mess. Every day, he talked with his mother, played chess with his father, ate dog meat with the old beggar, chased the big black dog with Wangcai, went to bed with Xinglan, and accompanied the princess and Chu Xiuer. For the rest of the time, yunmenglong faced the wordless heavenly book. He read it day after day, and his eyes were almost cockfighting eyes, but there was nothing Zitianshu is still a wordless Tianshu without any change. Finally, he received the book in his arms, took out the Taiji Heart Sutra, or spring palace map, which has not been studied for a long time, and read it with interest. It is still a good book and has much appreciation value. He unexpectedly found that the pictures in the book are more vivid, the characters not only have color, but also have expression, and the woman's shyness and satisfaction , desire, desire... Are so incisively and vividly true. This is really a magical book.