Chapter 30 Chapter 30 A Chinese Girl Passionate

Angry Jiao Island. In the quiet room facing the window on the upper floor of Guanyuan, Lang Fanyun occupies a table alone, drinking a fine wine called "Qingxi Liuquan". After a while, the pot was exhausted. Lang Fanyun stood up, walked to the door and opened a gap, and called downstairs: "Second Uncle Fang, send three more pots of 'Qingxi Liuquan' to me." The voice was sent out slowly, shaking the air . Second Uncle Fang's voice came up and said, "Fanyun, do you want the spirit 'Red Sunfire' that Second Uncle hid in the cellar?" Lang Fanyun laughed loudly and said: "Strong wine? Let it drown me for three days and three nights and I won't get drunk. Quickly give me 'Qingxi Liuquan'. Only this wine is worthy of the water of Dongting Lake."

Footsteps sounded. Second Uncle Fang appeared at the bottom of the stairs, raised his head and said, "That wine is really meant to make people fade away from the birds. What's the name 'Red Sun Fire'? I won't try to deceive you. It's like the 'Qingxi Liuquan' in the restaurant." I've already drunk it for you drunkard, I just sent someone to Zuo Shi's place to see if she has any new wine, if not, don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame yourself for drinking too fast." Lang Fanyun said: "Zuo Shi!" Second Uncle Fang's expression moved, a strange light flashed in his eyes, he looked at Lang Fanyun and said: "That day you helped up the mother of the little girl Wenwen, who became a widow at such a young age, since that poisonous woman Gan Hongqing escaped , Zuo Shi is the most beautiful woman on Nujiao Island." Then he lowered his voice and said in a mysterious manner: "Now everyone on the island is guessing, when I met Zuo Shi that day, the world-renowned Overturning Rain Sword Wave turned over. Yun, is there any heartbeat?"

Lang Fanyun couldn't help laughing, there are always people with good deeds in the world. Are you excited? Lang Fanyun acted nonchalantly on the surface, and said indifferently: "No wine, bring me a pot of Longjing first!" It would be even better if there was wild tea from Princess Shuangxiu. Thinking of this, I will take a boat with Princess Shuangxiu that night under the bright moon The scene came alive again. Second Uncle Fang promised to go. Lang Fanyun let the door open a gap, sat back on the chair, picked up a book brought on the table, and opened it carefully. Light footsteps sounded on the stairs.

Lang Fanyun raised his eyebrows, looked out the door, and saw through the gap in the door, a little girl Wenwen was holding a jug, with a red face, walking up bravely step by step, out of breath. Lang Fanyun jumped up, moved to the door, opened the door to welcome the kid, and was about to take the jug with his hand. Wenwen avoided him, ran to the table, put the jug on the table with difficulty, turned her head and gasped, "I don't need help, I can do it!" Lang Fanyun laughed and praised: "Cute little guy!" Wenwen jumped up happily, and was about to rush out the door. When she reached the door, she stopped suddenly, turned her head and said, "Mother is here too!" After giving him a sweet smile, she walked out of the door, and after a while The sound of footsteps disappeared at the end of the stairs.

Lang Fanyun raised his voice and said: "Miss Zuo Shi has arrived, why don't you come up and see her?" A clear and soft female voice came from the bottom and said: "Wenwen is really troublesome! Qingxing who harassed Langshou, the little girl is still keeping quiet for her dead husband, so don't be blasphemy!" Lang Fanyun said: "So Lang doesn't force it, I only have one thing to ask, that is, whether the girl's wine making skills are inherited from family?" The girl Zuo Shi downstairs was silent for a while, and then said softly: "The skills of Zuo Shi have been passed on to my father..."

Although her voice was soft, Lang Fanyun still heard every word in his ears, and interrupted: "Young lady's respected father must be Zuo Boyan, the 'God of Dionysus'. Shangguan Fei, the former leader of the gang, personally took him from the capital city. Please come to brew wine. Since then, the boss and I will not drink the wine made by him, alas! It is indeed good wine! It is a pity that since his immortal journey, such good wine will never be tasted again. Unexpectedly, there is a "Qingxi Liuquan" today, left The old man must be very pleased." Zuo Shi was silent for a while before whispering: "I'm leaving!"

Wenwen also pretended to be proud and shouted: "I'm going to be the leader of the wave!" The sound of footsteps went away. Lang Fanyun smiled slightly, took off the lid of the pot, and took a big gulp, remembering that his late wife Xixi said to him calmly on a moonlit night five years ago: "Guess what is the thing that worries me the most?" Looking at his beloved wife's bleak jade face, Lang Fanyun said softly and affectionately: "Lang Fanyun is an ordinary person, how can he guess what the fairy is thinking in his heart." Ji Xixi sighed, a teardrop dripped from the corner of her eye, and said, "I'm afraid that after I die, you won't know how to transfer your love for me to other women, wasting your beautiful life in lonely memories, Yun Don't do this! Don't do this! There are many lovely things in this world!"

"Tuk tuk!" There was a knock on the door, Ling Zhantian pushed the door open and entered, came to the table and sat down on the empty chair opposite him, he said hesitantly: "It's Qingxi flowing spring again, brother must drink from it." A look of vigilance passed over Lang Fanyun's eyes, because if Ling Zhantian hadn't had something urgent, he wouldn't have come to him while he was drinking. Ling Zhantian leaned against the back of the chair, heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I just received a message from Qianliling that Li Ruohai died in battle in Yingfeng Gorge."

Lang Fanyun's eyes sparkled, and he looked out of the window at Dongting Lake, and there happened to be a group of birds flying across the lake in a "human" formation. On another Mid-Autumn Festival night, he will have a decisive battle with this magician who killed the peerless martial arts hero Ruohai. In Lang Fanyun's past life, the most painful and unforgettable moment was the moment when Xixi died. And in the future life, the most anticipated moment is the moment arranged by fate to meet the great enemy. Li Ruohai had already gone one step ahead of him. If Li Ruohai knew after death, he would never forget the moment when he and Pang Ban decided the victory or defeat. In order to know the mystery of that moment, he also paid his life as the price.

Ling Zhantian's voice continued to enter his ears and said: "Chi Zunxin and Li Ruohai escaped and died, and Pang Ban proved that the throne of the world's number one expert is still his!" Lang Fanyun looked at Ling Zhantian, and said calmly: "You immediately ask someone to investigate whether Pang Ban is injured. If the answer is 'no', everyone in the world, including me, Lang Fanyun, is not his Lily General." .” Ling Zhantian was stunned and said: "Is Li Ruohai so powerful? If Li Ruohai's counterattack before he died could indeed injure Pang Ban, it would be the first time that Pang Ban was injured!"

Lang Fanyun took a mouthful of "Qingxi Liuquan" and sighed: "Who can tell me, when Pang Ban punched, how many shots did Li Ruohai stab?" Ling Zhantian was dumbfounded and said, "How do you know that Pang Ban is shooting at Li Ruohai with an empty fist?" Lang Fanyun said: "The knife technique used by Pang Ban to carve my standing statue is the style and knife technique of the Mongolian grassland handicraft, so if Pang Ban has a master, it must be the Mongolian 'Demon Sect' Meng Chixing. Only people who can't be defeated by the Great Master Chuanying can cultivate such incomparable characters." How clever Ling Zhantian was, he immediately caught the mystery in Lang Fanyun's words. Meng Chixing's martial arts has reached the state of returning to his ancestors, using fists as the best weapon, this skill has also been passed down to Pang Ban, the scary thing about Meng Chixing is that he not only has world-class martial arts, but also has a terrifying power It is his spiritual power, and so is Pang Ban, because he is Meng Chixing's disciple. Lang Fanyun's eyesight was so good that he deduced the opponent's origin from the challenge letter in Pang Ban's hand. Lang Fanyun held up the "Qingxi Liuquan" and drank it all in one gulp, Li Ruohai's handsome face appeared in his mind, and said: "This cup is for Li Ruohai's Zhang Erhong Spear." After speaking, he stood up . Ling Zhantian just sat comfortably, and said dissatisfiedly: "I only said a few words, and I'm going home!" Lang Fanyun took back the book on the table and said: "I'm going to rush to fetch him ten catties of Qingxi Liuquan and take it home. Since I have this superb wine, I have freed up all the time to brew it myself. I'm so tired that I want to find Bu Laozhuang to eat, otherwise how will I pass the day!" Ling Zhantian laughed dumbly and said: "We are so busy, but you are literally 'tired by alcohol', and you have this idle disease." Lang Fanyun stuffed the book into his bosom, patted his belly and said, "Really, Zhan Tian! You are the most interesting person when you don't keep a straight face and talk about business." He turned around and left. suburb. In a clearing in the forest, Han Bai angrily rushed to Fan Liang, who was sitting on a stone with his legs crossed, sipping a pipe leisurely, and said, "I am not your prisoner, why did you bring me here like a prisoner?" ?” Fan Liangji said: "One day you haven't married Zhaoxia as a concubine, you can't pursue other beauties. This is called keeping promises!" Han Bai chuckled and said, "You just said that you wanted me to marry Zhaoxia as your concubine, and there were no other conditions attached." Fan Liangji said old-fashionedly: "That's why I said you are an inexperienced brat, and I didn't add that you can't kill Zhaoxia, so does it mean that you can kill Zhaoxia? There are some things that need not be said, everyone should understand! "What he said was so natural and confident. Han Bai was very angry at his unreasonable words, but when he saw the smug look in Fan Liangji's eyes, he knew that this old ghost was playing tricks on him, thinking to himself how could I fall into your tricks, suddenly he laughed and said "If you want me to marry Zhaoxia as a concubine, you have made it clear that I have to have another regular wife, so I should pursue another woman. Otherwise, don't you have a concubine but no wife? If you don't have a wife, how can you have a concubine?" Fan Liang didn't expect this kid to be so eloquent all of a sudden, he suffocated and said: "He likes to argue so much, he looks like a child." Han Bai didn't give in at all and said, "It's just a dead old man who chatters so much." The two looked at each other, and suddenly laughed together. Fan Liangji laughed so hard that tears came out, panting, "You little ghost is so funny." Han Bai stepped down laughing, rubbed his stomach and said, "I understand, you are jealous of my youth and my popularity." Fan Liangji snorted and said: "Just now Qin Mengyao didn't seem to welcome you very much." Han Bai said in amazement: "You actually know that she is Qin Mengyao!" Fan Liang didn't answer and said, "Xiaobai! Let's discuss it!" Han Bai said warily, "Apart from threatening, do you still discuss this matter?" Fan Liangji said: "The so-called 'threat' is a 'negotiation' that is too sweet to refuse, do you understand, kiddo?" This time it was Han Bai's turn to lose, and he said angrily, "I still want to thank you, don't I?" Fan Liangji smiled slightly and said: "Suppose I help you win Qin Yao's heart, you can raise Zhaoxia to a higher level. If Qin Mengyao is on the left, she will be on the right. If Qin Mengyao is on the right, she will be on the left. What do you think?" It can be regarded as putting all my heart and soul into Zhaoxia, and never let go of the opportunity to fight for a better future for her. Han Bai was stunned and said, "You know how to take advantage of the fire." Fan Liangji said coldly: "Of course! Otherwise, how can I be called the king of bandits in the world." Han Bai pretended to be surprised and said, "Don't you feel ashamed of being a thief?" Fan Liangji said: "When you have tried a life where you don't have enough clothes, you don't have enough to eat, and everyone can insult and beat you, you won't be ashamed of what you do." Han Bo was surprised and said: "I thought I was the only one who had this experience, why did you..." Suddenly, he felt that he was much closer to Fan Liangji. This is a hateful, but also lovely and pitiful old guy, although on the surface he seems to be such an "old ghost" full of vitality, fighting spirit, optimism and strength. A rare memory flashed in Fan Liangji's eyes. Shenqian sighed and said: "I have never been favored by others in my life, because when I was seven years old, after the dumb master rescued me from the street in the cold winter, I knew that I I have already received all the gifts from heaven, so I shouldn't be more greedy. Do you think I was born so short and thin? Actually, I was very hungry at that time." After a pause, Fan Liangji said gloomyly: "It's him who made me a master of the black list admired by the world. Before I met you, I never talked to anyone, because I learned the way of silence from the mute teacher. That kind of 'silence' made me an incomparable king of thieves. The magic weapon for my survival is silence and patience." Han Bai nodded in agreement and said, "When it comes to stealing and abducting, keep quiet. There are not many people who can match you." Fan Liangji couldn't figure out whether the kid was sarcastic or flattering him, so he could only grunt and said: "The great achievements in this world are all created by people who have nothing. Zhu Yuanzhang was born as a beggar, even the emperor did it. The world has it too!" Han Bai was taken aback, and said, "You call the emperor by his name casually, aren't you afraid of beheading?" Fan Liangji said with a trace of sadness in his eyes: "Pang Ban will recover in ten days, how many days do you think we have to live?" Han Bai said in astonishment: "Pang Ban won't be so hard-pressed!" Fan Liangji lit the extinguished tobacco, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, "If he was willing to look back at Feng Xinglie that day, we don't have to worry about it now..." Han Bai was shocked and said: "I understand, because Pang Ban is afraid that when he sees Feng Xinglie, he will not be able to bear the injury and shoot." Fan Liang praised: "Sure enough, it is obvious that Pang Ban may let anyone go, but he will never let Feng Xinglie go. You have to do something to save Feng Xinglie and Pang Ban, but I can't make Zhaoxia die before she gets through the door. I lost my husband, so it is useless to have the ability to escape." Han Bai was moved in his heart, this lonely old man who never had any friends was so kind to his friends.Because Fan Liangji is the king of thieves, and the best skill of thieves is to escape, so even though Pang Ban is extremely unlucky to find Fan Liang, he will still have a headache. Fan Liang suddenly became excited, and said proudly: "We still have at least nine and a half days to live, why not let us do something big and vigorous." Han Bai has a childlike heart, and felt it was fun, but after thinking about it, he frowned and said in confusion: "What great things can you do in nine and a half days?" Fan Liang said with great confidence: "There is nothing greater than love and hate in this world. In terms of love, we can catch up with Yun Qing and Qin Mengyao respectively within these nine and a half days; in terms of hatred, how can you let go of that man with a human face and a beast's heart?" Ma Junsheng." Han Bai's childlike heart was moved, and he praised: "Sure enough, he is a young guy with both experience and experience. He thinks of the most interesting things." Fan Liang was very relieved to have this confidant, "Nen" was very relieved, smiled and Mimi stood up, poked Han Bai's chest, and emphasized: "You may not know, but you have become a great man who can influence the development of martial arts history in that direction , It is also because of your status as a great man that I found a clever plan to get you and Qin Mengyao closer." Feng Xinglie walked along the street with strides, while Gu Qianlian walked beside this "evil man" happily like a bird clinging to her, going deep into the city. There are many shops on both sides, and pedestrians are bustling, all dressed in bright clothes, beaming with joy, a scene of peace and prosperity. Feng Xinglie repeated his martial arts, his mood was very different. Gu Qianlian is so well-behaved, knowing that Feng Xinglie wants to think alone, and doesn't bother him, she just looks around by herself, like a naive and curious ignorant girl. A large flag stretched out in front, with five vermilion characters "Steamed Bread I'm Number One" written on it, which was very dazzling. Gu Qianlian stretched out her jade hand naturally and grabbed Feng Xinglie's sleeve.Is Feng Xinglie still so easy to be bullied at this time?She moved her hand and dodged it, but Gu Qianlian caught nothing. Gu Qianlian was stunned for a while, and said angrily: "Can't you let me grab the sleeve?" Feng Xinglie frowned. If he avoided it again, he would appear to have no grace, and after a moment of hesitation, Gu Qianlian had already grasped his sleeve. Feng Xinglie pretended to be displeased and said: "What do you want to do?" Gu Qianlian tugged at his sleeve, rubbed her belly with the other hand, and begged, "I want you to go in and try if there is really such a thing as 'I am the first mantou' in this world!" Feng Xinglie thought to himself, so this girl is hungry, if Fan Liangji and Han Bai's happy friends were here, they would definitely take the opportunity to play tricks on her, but unfortunately he was the only one here, facing this cunning Gu Qianlian, he It's really hard to do anything.it is good!Give up your life to accompany the cunning girl, I, Feng Xinglie, will see what other tricks you have?Slightly smiled and said: "If Miss Gu is not too presumptuous, let me be a little host, please go in and have him a meal." Gu Qianlian didn't expect him to be so eloquent, so she jumped up for joy, dragged him straight into the store, found a table at the corner of the store and sat down before letting go of his sleeves, and ordered seven or eight things in one go, enough for at least four people . Feng Xinglie smiled and sat quietly, noncommittal. The first thing served was a plate of steamed buns piled up like a small mountain and two small bowls of spicy food. Gu Qianlian was not polite, and started to eat with big mouthfuls. Feng Xinglie thought: She must be really hungry. From this we can see how "cruel" it was for her to be snatched away by Fan Liangji when Han Bai handed her the last steamed bun, but she still pretended to be hungry. Don't care, you should know how strong and competitive this beautiful girl is. No matter how much Gu Qianlian eats, she will not give people the slightest indecent feeling of eating tigers, especially the occasional glances, or a smile at the corner of her mouth, which is always full of spring. Feng Xinglie's heart suddenly trembled, he suddenly realized that since Gu Qianlian appeared, until now, the depression and intractable mood brought about by the death of his teacher Li Ruohai has actually lightened up a lot. Another thought arises in my heart, am I happy to be with her? At this time, Gu Qianlian temporarily let go of the food on the table, leaned forward slightly and said: "When I ate the first steamed bun, it was really the first steamed bun. The taste was much worse when I ate the second one. I hope their Yangchun noodles are more reliable." .” Seeing her innocent and pleasant expression when she spoke, Feng Xinglie shook his head and laughed jokingly: "You have already found the trick of how to make food delicious, that is, when you are dying of hunger, you only eat a steamed bun." Gu Qianlian gave a "puchi" smile, her pretty face rolled away two small dimples, she glanced at him sweetly, lowered her head and said softly: "When you are in a good mood, you speak much better!" Feng Xinglie snorted menacingly, and said: "Pleasant words are the most unreliable." Pointing to the door, he continued: "It's like the sentence 'I am the first mantou'!" Gu Qianlian didn't raise her head, she bit her lips lightly and said, "Why do you suddenly become kind to me, talk to me again, don't you hate me anymore?" There was a trace of disappointment in Feng Xinglie's eyes, and he said lightly: "There are still nine and a half days before I will fight Pang Ban to the death, so I am not in the mood to argue with you now." Gu Qianlian raised her head and said bitterly: "You men always like to be brave and win, and you know you will lose and you will die." Feng Xinglie smiled wryly and said: "I also want to have a year and a half to digest what I have learned from my teacher Li Ruohai and Pang Ban's decisive battle, but Pang Ban will not let me go." Gu Qianlian lowered her head and asked softly, "Is Master Li dead?" A look of grief, respect, and admiration flashed in Feng Xinglie's eyes, and he said lightly: "Yes, he died! He died like a man standing up to the sky." Suddenly, he was shocked and shouted in disbelief: "You are crying ?” Gu Qianlian raised her tear-stained pretty face, and said quietly: "Yes! I'm crying. Ever since I was thirteen years old, when I was sending a letter to Master Li for the princess, I met Master Li. I still remember it to this day. In that situation, no one is more heroic than him, so I tried my best to help you from the beginning, and you still have to blame others." This move made Fengxing fiercely defeated, the old man blushed and said, "Smile and show me, every time you put on a pitiful look, you will always smile sweetly!" Gu Qianlian's melon-seeded face with teardrops still on her face really burst into a smile, and said coquettishly, "Have you developed a habit of bullying me? People cry miserably, and you are still teasing me!" Seeing that she had returned to "normal", Feng Xinglie calmed down a bit, and suddenly felt something, and looked towards the street. A tall and thin monk dressed in white, carrying an ancient sword, unrestrained and arrogant, with a bald head as smooth as a mirror, was walking into the shop. Gu Qianlian also sensed the appearance of the monk in white, and lowered her head, a strange look flashed in her eyes. The monk in white strode to Feng Xinglie's table, and said politely: "Can I sit at this table?" Feng Xinglie looked closely at the handsome face of the monk in white, which was almost feminine and still full of youth, nodded and said: "Since the master is destined for this table, you naturally have a share, but I don't know that there are still three empty chairs, master. Which one would you choose to sit on, and why would you choose that one?" Although the white-clothed monk is thin, his frame is big and powerful, and there is indeed a bit of Buddha spirit in the Youli shop. There was no fluctuation in his bright eyes, and he said indifferently: "The little monk came and moved according to the fate. As long as the chair is destined for me, the monk will sit on that chair." Feng Xinglie laughed and said: "Master, do whatever you want!" After finishing speaking, his eyes swept to Gu Qianlian who was bowing her head, and saw her rare cold and gloomy face, and her heart moved. The monk in white had already sat down on the chair facing him, and said calmly: "Brother Feng knows what the little monk is here for, right?" Feng Xinglie looked at the other party's stern eyes without giving in, and said gently: "It is of course very important to make the No. 1 seed master 'Sword Monk' of the Eight Factions Alliance reluctant to let the master go out in person?" Master Bu She smiled slightly and asked, "Dare to ask, how did Brother Feng know that I am the number one seed master?" Gu Qianlian, who had been silent all this time, twitched her lips, and said disdainfully: "I know how strange this is, and I also know that you are the secret weapon of the Eight Sect Alliance, because your martial arts have surpassed the Immortal Immortal and Wuxiang Monk, and you have become the number one of the Eight Sects." one person." Feng Xinglie wondered that Gu Qianlian, who had always been smiling and soft-spoken, was so rude to the reluctant monk, and also wondered why she knew this secret that only a few people in the eight sects knew. Reluctantly, his face was as calm as usual, and suddenly he laughed dumbly and said: "Young monk is really generous, but the young lady has already guessed that the young lady is a master of the 'Shuangxiu Mansion', now that the young monk has arrived, the young lady should also explain to take my master away. The thing about grandnephew He Qiyang!" Gu Qianlian's heart was stunned, she never thought that she would be so talented, she guessed her background with a few words, and said coldly: "Who cares about that document, but I want to lure you to come in person, I'll leave this to you." Reaching into his bosom, he took out a letter and placed it on the table in front of Bu She. On the snow-white envelope, there are eight soul-stirring and beautiful fonts written on the extravagant "Master Zongdao's father's handwriting". Only now does Feng Xinglie know that his reputation in Shaolin is second only to Wuxiang Monk's reluctance, and his relationship with Shuangxiu Mansion is not simple. His eyes fell on the envelope with reluctance, and an indescribable pain flashed across his eyes. Gu Qianlian stood up abruptly, and said: "The letter has been delivered, and I will return it to you." She reached into her arms, her face suddenly changed, she was there in astonishment, and she didn't pull her hand out. Feng Xinglie and Bu She looked at her together. Gu Qianlian gritted her teeth and said, "Something is missing."