Chapter 25 The twenty-fifth gathering

next morning. In a famous city with elegant literary talents and beautiful scenery, "Jingkou" - the gate of the city was opened, and there were three or five knights passing by with whips. These knights were of different ages, shapes, and attires were also different. , but there is a look of vigor on the face, and the eyes are full of radiance. Going south of the city, there is a straight gravel road, and you can see the heroic attitude of these riders laughing wildly and waving their hats. It's just that when they passed by a small inn beside a small mountain city, their maniacal laughter suddenly subsided a lot, and some even stopped their horses, stopped by the side of the road, and cast surprise at the inn. gaze.

In late spring and early summer, the morning sun reflected serenely on the dark gray roof of this inn. An ordinary shopkeeper slowly came out from the half-opened guest door, and lazily cleaned the stone in front of the door. The ashes on the steps, and the two lanterns that had long been extinguished candles hung high above the door, swaying constantly with the breeze. This inn stands so ordinary and quietly in the morning sun, beside the small mountain city, there is nothing eye-catching, let alone anything unusual. "But why is it so quiet here?" The heroes of the rivers and lakes, the heroes of the grasslands, came here with whips and horses, but secretly wondered:

"Since the dragon-shaped eight palms have come and accepted the invitation from the 'God Hand' Zhan Fei, why hasn't there been any movement until now?" As a result, more and more people gathered in front of this inn, and everyone was whispering in secret, guessing the intention of this world-renowned martial arts tycoon "Eight Palms in the Shape of a Dragon", curiously waiting for the changes in this inn, However, until the sun had risen very high, there was still no change in the inn. No one came out, and no one dared to go in. Suddenly the waiter came out and closed the door with a bang. Zhong Yue became silent, Qunhao looked at each other a few times.One person suddenly shouted:

"Golden Rooster Gang!" Everyone turned their heads in unison to look around, and saw about ten healthy horses galloping in a single line, and the riders on the horses, all dressed in colorful brocade clothes, looked like rooster tails, galloping with their chests and bellies protruding. The horse came, and when it passed the inn, the corner of its mouth twitched, and the whip slapped the ground, and it ran over. The last ride was a donkey. The man on the donkey had a thin and ordinary face, and even more ordinary clothes , with a broken leg, a black iron crutch lying across the front of the saddle, waving a whip feebly in his hand, and following far behind, like the servants of these knights in brocade who were walking forward, but the crowd beside the road When Hao saw this person, some of them lowered their heads without looking sideways, while others put on smiles and shouted from a distance:

"Brother Xiang, great job!" Some don't know this person!At this moment, Fang Zi trembled in his heart: "It turns out that this person is the 'Golden Rooster' Xiang Yicrow!" I saw this "golden rooster" sitting on the donkey's back, with his eyes half-opened and half-closed, as if he hadn't slept in a long time. Saying hello, stretched out the whip in his hand, pointed at the inn and said: "Does Lao Tan live here?" Although he was asking a question, he didn't wait for others to answer at all, nodded and said: "Everyone must be waiting here to watch the fun, alas! If it were me, it would be the same at the Langmang Villa." With a flick of his horsewhip, he ran over quickly, and the group of heroes couldn't help but glance at each other. Some immediately followed, while others waited for a long while, although they were still wondering why the "dragon-shaped eight palms" hadn't moved until now, but they finally couldn't bear it and rode away.

Not far from the mountain city, a green forest suddenly appeared in front of it. In the shadow of the trees, the shadows of huge houses could be seen faintly, and it was not noticeable from a distance. I don't know how long it is, and the roofs in the wall are row upon row, and I don't know how many there are. A gravel road leads out through the forest, and there are dozens of burly men standing outside the forest. Come, just run over to take the reins, and when they see someone coming on foot, they also run over to catch them.Passing through the green forest, in front of the gate of the village, there are several long-clothed men standing, smiling and bowing their hands solemnly. There is a huge yard in the gate of the villa, which is now full of people's laughter. There is a hall in front of the yard, and two side halls. At this moment, it is also crowded with people, it seems that all the martial arts masters on Jiangnan Road, regardless of black and white, men and women, have all come to this "Langmang Villa" today.

Suddenly—— A string of firecrackers sounded "splitting, chopping, peeling" outside the woods. The sound of this string of cannons stopped, and in front of the gate of the village, there was another string immediately. This kind of Wuhu refined "Baizi Nanbian" sounded so loud that it shook the ears of the group of heroes, and then a row of people walked out of the hall. A burly man in a red shirt raised his shining trumpet and played it loudly. After the sound of the trumpet stopped, a burly man with a "big waist and three shoulders" stood at the entrance of the hall. drank:

"The Golden Rooster Gang is here to help the leader!" After the sound of the cannon stopped, everyone's ears became quiet. When they heard the loud shout, they couldn't help being startled again. They saw another group of people coming out of the hall. There were four middle-aged men in high spirits, and a boy with a pale complexion, standing side by side in front of the steps, and the group of men whispered to each other. "Xiang Jinji really has some strength, God of War, Na Feihong, and the brothers of the Mo family came out together." As soon as the voice fell, there was a group of brocade-clothed men outside the gate of the villa, hugging a man with a broken leg, slowly walked in, walked slowly through the crowd, and walked to the front of the steps, the man with a broken leg looked at him Turned over, giggled and said:

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that the owner of Zhan Zhuang still regarded me as a mere human being, but the work is so great, the surname Xiang is really a little uneasy." The "magic hand" Zhan Fei turned his eyes, stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "It's serious to say big brother, please come in! Please come in!" Qisha Mo Xing sneered and said: "Brother Zhan really treats Brother Xiang very preferentially, and even prepared a very comfortable chair for Brother Xiang to sit on." "Golden Rooster" Xiang Yicrow's face changed, and the moonlight turned again, but he also laughed loudly, and said with a smile:

"I don't need a chair. It's true that Brother Zhan wants to prepare some beautiful girls for Brother Mo." With a touch of the crutch, he gently swept up the steps. The "Golden Rooster" Xiang Yicrowed and flew with the "God Hand", and the "Big Dipper Seven Demons" seemed to be a little bit wrong. During this time, more people came in an endless stream. Suddenly, a healthy horse galloped straight into the hall, and immediately a knight in short shirt pressed the saddle slightly with both hands, got off the horse, and walked straight into the hall.

In an instant—— Another string of "Hundred Sons South Whip" sounded, and amidst the deafening sound of firecrackers, "God's Hand Zhanfei", "Big Dipper Qisha", and "Qiqiao Chasing Soul" rushed out together again, not only walking out of the hall, And walk out of the gate together. "God of War personally greeted him out of the village." Qunhao was very surprised in his heart: "Who is this again?" I only heard the burly man in front of the hall shout loudly: "Flying Dragon Escort Bureau Chief Escort of South Seven and North Sixty-three Provinces, 'Dragon Shaped Eight Palms' Tan Ming arrived—Jiangnan Huqiu Feilingbao Oriental Five Heroes arrived—" The group of heroes looked at each other and turned pale: "It turned out that the eight palms in the shape of a dragon came." The reputation and status of people in the martial arts are really immediate, and there is no force at all. Once the "Dragon-shaped Eight Palms" and "Dongfang Brothers" arrive, although all the heroes present have traveled the world for a long time, they will not flock to the door, but each of them will They were all looking forward, only to see a burst of laughter outside the gate of the village, the "magic hand" Zhan Fei clasped his hands solemnly, an old man who was not very tall but very imposing, and a tall and tall man with piercing eyes The young man walked in first, looked around, and immediately laughed loudly: "Tan Ming came late, please wait for a long time, forgive me! Forgive me!" The martial arts master standing in front naturally smiled and thanked immediately, and the people standing behind all stretched out their thumbs and praised secretly: "No matter what kind of person surnamed Tan is, it depends on his style. He is worthy of being a big shot. He is not like that surnamed Xiang. If someone praises him, he will go to the sky. Even his eyes are born to the top of his forehead. gone." Some said: "Do you know that the smiling young man next to Tan Ming is Dongfang Tie from Flying Castle? If you look at him, his master is not the head of the Kunlun School, just his father. Hey! You see, he is not polite, polite, hello! I said our 'Mr. Pei Da', but what kind of character is he?" While speaking, the god hand Zhan Fei and others had already walked into the hall with "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms", Dongfang Brothers, "Kuaima Sword", "Baguazhang" and others, and walked slowly into the main hall. The row of big men in red shirts on the top, with their left hands on their hips, turned their right hands, and the golden horn in their palms, shining brightly in the sun, retreated three steps in a row, retreated to the eaves to make way for a passage, and then there was a "woo", the sound of the horn , and made a fuss again, the burly man showed no expression on his face, and shouted arrogantly in his mouth: "Everyone, take your seats!" As soon as the trumpet sounded, more than a dozen men in long gowns rushed out from the side halls on both sides, and crowded out the seats everywhere. The "magic hand" Zhanfei opened the long fan in his hand. In a semicircle, there were laughter and voices all around, and there was a sudden silence. I saw the "magic hand" Zhan Fei turn around slowly, before a altar in front of him, respectfully salute, raised a glass of realgar ai wine on the table, held the cup with both hands, raised it above the head, turned around Said: "Please!" Inside and outside the main hall, front and back of the side hall, the celadon wine glasses on the forty tables inside and outside were immediately picked up, and there was no drop left. The "magic hand" Zhan Fei laughed, filled his glass again, raised his glass and said: "It's a festive season today, you and my brothers gathered together, brothers and I have great news, I want to tell you—" There was a pause in his speech, and the whispers sounded again in the four halls. "Dragon-shaped Eight Palms" sat upright like a mountain, looking around, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes. I saw "God Hand" Zhan Fei cough twice, and the surroundings became silent again. The owner of "Langmang Villa" had a happy event today, and his spirit seemed to be very bright, and then he laughed loudly: "Jiangnan martial arts, in the past few decades, there have been many heroes and heroes. It is very similar to the previous years in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period. Although this situation can stimulate people to strive for superiority, it is a bit scattered. Therefore, internal strife cannot be suppressed, and external aggression cannot be prevented, so that... hehe!" He giggled a few times, glanced at "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" Tan Ming, and then said: "All the people who came here today are not outsiders. Don't blame my brother for not covering my mouth. I want to say a few words from the heart." He suddenly straightened his face and said: "In today's martial arts situation, the north is more important than the south. This is a matter of no disobedience. If you and my brother don't know how to cheer up, I'm afraid the situation will get worse in the future. This is not to say that the heroes of the Jianghu Jianghu are not as good as the martial arts masters of the two rivers, but just you My brother doesn't know how to be united. There is a saying that when two people are of the same heart, their benefits can cut through gold. Therefore, my brother and I have been thinking about this for a long time, so we searched hard with the elder brother of "Qiqiao Chasing the Soul" and the brothers of the Mo family, looking for a wise man Those who have both, will be the leader of the Jiangnan martial arts dragons." "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" smiled slightly, put down his wine glass, turned his head to Dongfang Brother beside him and whispered: "Humanistic 'Master' Zhanfei is a character who is versatile in both civil and military affairs. When I saw him today, he really is a worthy man with a reputation—" Although his voice was soft, he intentionally let the "magic hand" Zhan Fei hear it. The "magic hand" Zhan Fei smiled slightly, as if he was quite proud, but he thought to himself: "Today's meeting, this 'Dragon Shaped Eight Palms' dared to come here, he really has a bit of courage, but since he dared to come here, he must not be completely defenseless——" At this point, he suddenly turned to a man in a long coat behind him. After whispering a few words, he turned and continued: "Brothers, I have little talent, but the brothers of the Mo family and the elder brother of the Na family are all extremely talented people. You must know that the person they find will not disappoint you brothers. Today, brothers, I would like to ask you all to come and see me." Come, firstly, I have not seen you for a long time, and I miss you a lot, and secondly, I want you to meet our future leader, 'Mr. Pei Da'." The voice became calm, and there was thunderous applause from all around. With a smile on his face, Zhan Fei turned around and waved his hand. The big man in red outside the door twisted his body, and the horn turned towards the hall, and he played it suddenly. More than a long-clothed man rushed out, and more than a dozen strings of "Hundred Sons South Whip" were ignited at the same time, but seeing the flames lit up, confetti flying, and the sound of the horn was deafening, the "magic hand" Zhan Fei slowly turned around, Stretching out his left hand, pointing to a door behind the hall, Lang said with a smile: "Now--" The hundreds of gazes of the heroes could not help but follow his fingers and look at the door together. The sound of firecrackers and horns was even louder, and the light blue door curtain was raised—— Zhan Fei took a stride, rushed to the door, and said in a loud voice with his head bowed: "Jiangnan Wulin comrades, welcome Mr. Pei Da!" "Dragon-shaped eight palms" and the Dongfang brothers looked at each other, secretly guessing in their hearts: "I don't know who this 'Mr. Pei Da' is?" They all turned their heads to look, and saw that after the curtain was lifted, after a long, long time, a person came out from the corner outside the door. His eyes turned, his nose was straightened, his eyebrows were raised, and his face was filled with the look of an elf jumping out. Liu Hui, "Baguazhang" was startled, and frowned and said: "Isn't this the 'Seven Skillful Boy' Wu Mingshi?" Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Wu Mingshi's body flashed towards the door, and another person walked out of the door, the sound of horns and firecrackers suddenly stopped, the burly man let go of his throat, and shouted: "Mr. Pei Da—here!" Qunhao's heart trembled, and he stood up involuntarily, and looked at the leader of the Jiangnan Green Forest together—— "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" smiled slightly, stood up and looked back—— Under this look, his heart couldn't help being shocked, and he almost couldn't help blurting out, although he was gloomy and gloomy, but at this moment, his face still couldn't help changing drastically! Dongfang Tie turned his eyes and whispered: "This person is very handsome, and he is even more handsome. It seems that he is a talent, but--he seems to be too young." I saw "Mr. Pei Da" walked into the hall with the support of "Shen Fei Zhan Fei", his eyes were fixed, and he looked forward for a moment, his face was expressionless, only the corners of his eyes and eyebrows seemed to be slightly raised. Containing a bit of melancholy. The sound of horns and firecrackers has died down. At this moment, there is no one speaking in the hall. It is so quiet that even the sound of each other's breathing can be heard. looking at Pei Jue, but Pei Jue didn't seem to know anything. "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms", Dongfang Tie, Golden Rooster Xiang Yicrow among Dongfang Brothers, Qiqiao Chasing Soul, Mo's Four Demons, and "God's Hand" Zhan Fei, sitting in the middle Chairman, at this moment, I saw this "Mr. Pei Da" ", he had already walked to his side, he couldn't help coughing lightly, his heart suddenly moved, he immediately lowered his head, only to hear the "magic hand" Zhan Fei raise his glass and say: "My brother, let's have a toast to Mr. Pei Da." Wu Mingshi took the wine glass and handed it to Pei Jue. Pei Jue took it in a daze, raised his head and drained it. Wu Mingshi sighed secretly. For the past two days, he always felt that Pei Jue seemed a little out of control. This morning, when he saw Pei Jue Jue's appearance was more like a daze, he was both worried and anxious, afraid that if Pei Jue made a mistake, he would not be able to make up for it, and now he regretted it a bit, and should not have encouraged him to do this. The four heroes drank the wine in the cup with a bang, and the "magic hand" Zhan Fei slowly put down the wine glass, his gaze was like an eagle, and he swept across the faces of each of the heroes, and suddenly clapped his palms, the two long-clothed men, He rushed out from the back of the hall, holding a piece of bright red satin in his hand, and put it on the body of "God Hand" Zhan Fei. Zhan Fei's face was as cold as water, his eyes turned, and he clapped his palms again. In front of the hall, there was a sound of a cow bleating, and I saw four burly men with a blood-red ribbon around their waists, and four of them were holding a bull leg in each hand, and one was also wearing a ribbon, and the horns were hung with red ribbons. The male bull in the scarf was lifted high above the top and brought in. Although the bull roared again and again, it was lifted up by these four people and could not move at all. Under the sun, the muscles on the four people's bodies were like Like corn, the grains are protruding, it circulates endlessly, and its feet don't stop. It lifts the bull straight into the hall and stops in front of the altar. He drank the realgar wine glass in one gulp. The other two naked and colorful men, holding a huge golden basin in their hands, flew out, touched the ground on one knee, and knelt in front of Zhan Fei. The sharp knife on the wrist, with a sudden "poof", opened his mouth and sprayed out the realgar wine that he had just held in his mouth, and sprayed it on the head of the cow. A stroke of the neck—— In an instant, fresh blood was gushing out like a fountain. The two big men raised their four hands and raised the golden basin in their hands to catch the blood. Unceasingly struggling, I saw that the four big men were amazingly powerful, and they were still standing like a mountain at this moment, not moving at all, I saw in their faces and expressions, but they couldn't help showing a bit of strenuous effort. The "magic hand" Zhan Fei raised his wrist, and the sharp knife in his hand shot out from the electric. Turning back like a puff, he turned around and inserted it into the buttocks behind the cow. The bull whined again. But in an instant, the wailing was drowned out by firecrackers, horns and cheers. The corner of Zhan Fei's mouth raised, turned around slowly, and slightly raised his hand—in an instant, the firecrackers, horns, and applause all stopped together again, and the "eight palms in the shape of a dragon" had a slight smile on his face , even though he was still indifferent, he couldn't help being secretly surprised. Just listen to the voice of "God Hand" Zhan Feilang: "Where I am from the south of the Yangtze River, come and drink my blood wine, and congratulate the life of my lord." He raised his wine glass, scooped a glass of blood wine from a golden basin, put his hands in front of Pei Jue, and waited until Pei Jue drank it all. He drank another glass by himself, and then "Qiqiao Chasing Soul" and "Big Dipper Seven Evil Spirits" also got up from their seats, scooped a glass of blood wine, and drank it with their heads up. They had already left their seats and stood in a row, waiting to drink the blood wine. Although some of them were still a little hesitant in their hearts, they kept turning in their hearts and there was no objection. "Dragon-shaped eight palms" Tan Ming sat still, looking at the corner of his eyes, he saw that Pei Jue's eyes were still blank, until now, he had not found his existence, Tan Ming was surprised and surprised, he couldn't imagine This young man has been away from home for a year, how could he have such an adventure, and today he has become the leader of the Green Forest Road in the south of the Yangtze River. He thought for a few times, but he still sat upright. It was difficult for anyone to see through his mind from his face. He saw that in the hall, many bulls had left their seats. The bull must be because of It was bleeding too much, it had stopped struggling at this moment, it just lowered its head silently, waiting for the remaining life and blood to flow out...until it runs out!