Chapter 49 The 49th Encounter on the Long Street

The end of winter! The first heavy snow fell on the vast Wuhan Plain. The ruts reciprocate on the snow, and the horseshoes are criss-crossing. The old ruts and hoof marks have not been covered by the new snow, and the new ruts will add to the old snow. Under the wind and snow all over the sky, hat shadows and whips can be seen everywhere, singing and laughing can be heard everywhere, and occasionally there are one or two cold lights and sword shadows, adding a bit of chill to the earth. Therefore, all of these add a bit of prosperity to the already prosperous "Three Towns of Wuhan", and add a bit of turmoil to the already turbulent Wulin. They are all running around telling each other, whispering in secret...

"The dying years are passing, and the new year is approaching. Friends who have ambitions to become famous, might as well sharpen their swords quickly, and take advantage of this turbulent meeting, in this turbulent meeting place, to be a hero, show off your skills, and fight in the rivers and lakes." One place, one is famous in the martial arts world." Escort chariots ready to go are clustered on the north bank of the Yangtze River, and they will cross the river every moment. Facing the biting north wind, the bright flags on the escort carts unfurled unfurled. The eight lifelike flying dragons embroidered on the flag are more like they are about to ride the wind and break through the clouds.

On the avenue along the river, from time to time there are warriors under the banner of the "Flying Dragon Escort Bureau" in vigorous attire, with long swords on their waists, coming and going in groups of three or four. The dignified faces of these people showed nervousness from time to time, their eyes were piercing, and they searched around like hounds. Their rough and firm palms were always holding the handle of the sword tightly, as if at any moment, they would pull out their waistbands. The sword is a life-and-death struggle with people. The solid leather boots, stepping on solid snow, with copper plates on the mouth, and the shiny sword sheath, patted the dark black trousers.

The blood-red silk tassels fluttered in the wind, like the blood rushing in their hearts. In the martial arts world, the "Dragon-Shaped Eight Palms" is the leader of the alliance, and the "Flying Dragon Escort" is the leader in the Escort... The rock-like status for the past ten years has finally begun to shake at this moment. The main reason for this is that the upright, generous, and benevolent hero status of the "Dragon-Shaped Eight Palms" in people's minds has fundamentally begun to shake, because the old case ten years ago was revisited, and a vicious, sinister, and cunning " The notoriety of "murderer" has been added to this generation of tycoons who dominate the martial arts world.

Travel-stained travelers from all over the world came from all directions to the "Three Towns of Wuhan". Everyone's eyes were on the escort chariots gathered along the river, and the staring "Flying Dragon" warriors, and from time to time they paid attention to the "Flying Dragon" warriors from the south of the Yangtze River. The movement from the side. Some people can't help but secretly regret that if Hua Yu in the "Express" hadn't died, then the martial arts masters in the "Three Towns of Wuhan" wouldn't be so bored. And in the flower streets and willow alleys in the "Three Towns of Wuhan", among the restaurants and teahouses, I am afraid that there will not be so many fights, quarrels, and murders.

Early morning was supposed to be the quietest time of the day. But the three towns of Wuhan under the heavy snowfall are far less quiet than any other place at the same time. Under the eaves covered with icicles, there are already groups of people whispering to each other, just getting off the door. The noodle shop and tea shop here are already full of seats. Suddenly, four healthy horses galloped forward, and a series of snow and ice kicked up behind the horses' hooves. Immediately, the people dressed heavily in felt hats, draped cloaks obliquely, and alone in the urban area, they raised their whips and shouted:

"Mr. Pei Da can arrive before noon!" The shouts spread one after another, and immediately spread throughout the three towns of Wuhan, like surging waves in the unfrozen river. "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" Tan Ming, "God Hand" Zhan Fei, these two martial arts heroes who are all the focus, although they haven't shown their faces yet. But "Mr. Pei Da" is here after all, and this is already exciting and exciting news. Others gathered at the ferry of the Yangtze River, some holding thick oil-paper umbrellas, some wearing thick felt hats, and saw a river boat slowly approaching in the surging river.

"Who is it? Who is here?" No matter who it is, as long as it comes from the south of the Yangtze River, it will arouse the excitement of these martial arts masters. Although this muddy river has blocked many news, it can't stop the upcoming fight-dozens In the past few years, it was the only fight seen in the rivers and lakes. The river boat gradually approached. On the other side of the three towns in Wuhan, there was a sudden commotion. In the falling snowflakes, a young man in green clothes with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes slowly approached the straight long street with his hands on his bridle.

Beside him are two black horses, the knights in gray coats and indifferent faces are the "Lenggu Shuangmu" who has been famous all over the martial arts for a long time, but is even more famous today. Behind him, there was a sound of people, a sound of horses neighing, and I don't know how many knights, how many donkeys and horses were riding, followed him about a zhang away. Looking at it at a glance, I can see people's heads swarming, converging into a gray-black wave. "Mr. Pei Da!" Immediately there was a deafening shout from all around. When the voice came from each mouth, it was cautious and slight, but when many people spoke at the same time, it sounded like the sound of thunder in the sky.

Pei Jue's face was still modest and serene, and there was still that modest and serene smile on the corner of his mouth. However, in his pair of shining eyes, there seemed to be a sadness and a heaviness hidden. And a sympathetic pity and worry. The "Flying Dragon" warriors who were still striding wildly just now had already suppressed the arrogance they had been carrying on their faces for several days. The heavy footsteps of the leather boots on the ground suddenly came down slightly, and the palm that was holding the scabbard was also loose and drooped at this moment, hanging down to the knees.

Pei Jue swept his eyes away, stepped off the saddle, and lightly dismounted from the horse. He didn't want to ride a horse among these martial arts masters, because he didn't want to stand out among the crowd, he just wanted to be an ordinary person. But fate made him a hero, and the times made him a hero: a hero who is outstanding and extraordinary. At the same time, at the other end of the long street, the river boat had docked. Step on the pedal and get on the ferry. In the cabin with the doors and windows closed, five young men in brocade clothes slowly walked out, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and long swords on their waists. The river wind was blowing their clothes, making their looks even more chic. The crowd on the bank of the river immediately burst into a cry: "Five Swords of the East!" The crowd on the ferry backed away quickly. Dongfang Tie, with a smile on his face, clasped his hands, and led his four famous martial arts brothers off the ferry. Immediately, the long street boiled like a pot of boiling water. The "Five Swords of the East" stepped down from the ferry and onto the long street. The commotion and disturbance on the straight long street was already shocking, but there was no one walking on such a wide street. The crowd in the restaurant is even more crowded. The Dongfang brothers looked at each other, their brows frowned slightly, each with some surprise and suspicion in their hearts. "What is this for?" But at last they set off to the other side of the street. On the other side of the street, Pei Jue's footsteps were still serene and slow. He lowered his eyes and frowned, not wanting to glance at the crowd. Under the eaves, in the tea shop, suddenly there was no sound. There was already a big event in the martial arts. Everyone in the martial arts knew: The eastern family of Huqiu in the south of the Yangtze River has married Tan Ming, the "eight palms shaped like a dragon"! "Dragon-Shaped Eight Palms" Tan Ming's favorite "Dragon Girl" Tan Wenqi is about to marry Dongfang Zhen, the third hero in "Five Swords of the East"! The other news, although relatively secret, is already an open secret. I don't know who spread the news, but after the first person said it, it spread through the mouths of countless people. Although most of them were whispered, the speed seemed to be faster than the public spread. At this moment in the martial arts, everyone already knows it! "Dragon-Shaped Eight Palms" Tan Ming's "Dragon Girl" Tan Wenqi, the jewel in his palm, was originally the childhood sweetheart of "Mr. Pei Da". Some people are still secretly saying: "Mr. Pei Da and Tan Wenqi, the 'Dragon Girl', have already secretly made a lifelong agreement. It was only because the 'Dragon Shaped Eight Palms' were in the way. His beloved daughter betrothed to Dongfang Zhen!" Although most of them didn't know the source of the news, there were still a few who guessed that the news must have come from the "magic hand" Zhan Fei. But no matter who knows the source of the news or not, they are convinced of the authenticity of the news. But at this moment, the "Five Swords of the East" and Mr. Pei Da are about to meet on this long street. This is really more shocking than anything else. The group of martial arts masters behind Pei Jue also dismounted, and thousands of different shoes stepped on the same snow, making the same sound. There are rustling footsteps, from north to west. Although the "Five Swords of the East" also had a smile on their faces, there was unavoidable surprise and suspicion in their hearts. In the silence, they also heard the footsteps, and they were getting closer and closer to them. Their eyes swept away and saw The crowd on the west side became more and more nervous. The five brothers raised their palms slightly at the same time, and held the hilt of the sword, their gazes were like blades, and they were focused on the street in front of them without blinking. Under the silent eaves, dozens of men in black were quietly moving and spreading out, looking for a secluded place; but at this moment, naturally, no one would pay attention to them, and no one could recognize them. Who's subordinate. Pei Jue didn't stop walking! The footsteps of the "Five Swords of the East" have not stopped! They were getting closer to each other, and they were about to see each other. "What will happen when they meet? What expressions will they have?" Everyone is secretly asking themselves, but no one knows the answer to this question. finally-- Pei Jue raised his head and swept his gaze, only to see five young men in brocade clothes walking slowly in front of him. Their steps are neat and uniform, and their clothes and shoes are so similar. At a glance, Pei Jue had already confirmed that these five people were the Dongfang Brothers. His heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained unchanged. "Dongfang Five Swords" glanced at each other, and Dongfang Jiang said softly, "The one in front is Pei Jue!" The five brothers nodded in unison. The five brothers originally had no enmity with Pei Jue, but at this moment, under such circumstances, they suddenly felt that there seemed to be some grievances between themselves and Pei Jue. Although his complexion didn't change, there was some embarrassment in his heart. "Lenggu Shuangmu" glanced at each other, coughed dryly, but saw that Brother Dongfang had already walked over there, Pei Jue smiled slightly, clasped his fists and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you!" Dongfang Five Swords clasped their fists and raised their hands together, saying: "It's a pleasure to meet you!" Although Dongfang Zhen's expression was the most embarrassing, he still had a smile on his face, and the crowd under the eaves couldn't help exchanging disappointed glances in secret. Seeing that they exchanged a quick greeting, they were about to leave, neither nervous nor exciting, just as ordinary as anyone meeting another person on the road. "Lenggu Shuangmu" looked at each other again, and suddenly heard a shout from the other side of the long street: "Mr. Pei Da, your childhood sweetheart was snatched away, don't you feel bad at all? Don't you feel angry at all?" Pei Jue, "Lenggu Shuangmu" and "Five Swords of the East" all stopped in their tracks and stared blankly for a few moments. During this time, the changes in their expressions were truly beyond description. Dongfang Zhen raised his eyebrows suddenly, and said sharply, "Who?" Before the scolding had ceased, someone from the other side of the street shouted again: "Dongfang Zhen, although Tan Wenqi is married to you, she still loves Mr. Pei Da in her heart. Do you think this feels good?" Immediately there was a commotion all around, the faces of Dongfang Brothers changed dramatically, Dongfang Zhen was even paler, the crowd who followed Pei Jue from a distance all rushed up and surrounded them, trying to find out who among these many people For a person who shouts, it is really more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack. Dongfang Zhen gave a strong laugh and said loudly: "Brother Pei, why don't you come? I heard that brother Pei's skills have improved a lot recently, and my younger brother would be very happy if he wanted to come." His voice was intentionally high-pitched, firstly to show his selflessness, and secondly to change the subject, which is exactly what he is good at. Unexpectedly, his words were brilliant, and immediately someone shouted: "What are you happy about! Mr. Pei Da is not better than your five brothers? I can only sigh that Tan Ming took his daughter as a gift and sacrificed his daughter's life's happiness in order to curry favor with your family. Dongfang Zhen, Dongfang Zhen! , Do you think this is the case!" Dongfang Zhen's face was green and white, and the palm of his hand that was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword showed faint veins. The crowd surrounded them layer by layer. It’s not angry, it’s not angry, I really don’t know what to do. "Lenggu Shuangmu"'s eyes flashed, and he already knew in his heart that these shouts must be the means arranged by the "magic hand" Zhan Fei, to make Pei Jue and the "Five Eastern Swords" form a grudge, and even fight here, snipe When clams compete, it is natural that the fisherman benefits. But his brother couldn't think of any way to break the deadlock at the moment. Dongfang Tiesheng is the calmest by nature, but at this moment he couldn't help being confused, pondered for a while, and shouted: "Whoever wants to talk, you might as well come here to clarify, so—" Before the words were finished, someone shouted again: "The five of your brothers have a good father and a good teacher. Although we are angry in our hearts, we can't afford to offend you." Immediately someone continued to shout: "Even the eight palms in the shape of a dragon want to flatter you. It's a pity that Mr. Pei Da is a good-looking man with both civil and military skills, but because he has no backstage, he was torn apart." Someone else said coldly: "Feilingbao has always regarded itself as a chivalrous man, so I never thought that he would do such a thing!" Dongfang Wujian's eyes were cold, and Pei Jue also restrained his smile. Suddenly seeing Dongfang Jiang, Dongfang Hu, the twin brothers, flashed in front of Pei Jue. Dongfang Hu, who was the youngest and most angry, sneered and said sharply: "These shameless villains, did you arrange them on the way?" Dongfang Tie scolded in a low voice: "Fifth Brother!" But he couldn't stop himself, Pei Jue's complexion changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother doesn't understand the words of brother Taiwan." Dongfanghu looked up to the sky and sneered a few times, then suddenly "choked" and drew out his sword, and said in a deep voice: "I, Dongfang Lake, don't rely on my teacher, or my father and brother, but I want to fight you, Mr. Pei Da alone, to see what amazing literary and martial arts you have?" Dongfang Tiejian frowned deeply, and sighed: "Fifth brother, you are..." Before he could finish speaking, there was a burst of shouting all around: "Hit! Hit! Just beat this kid to death, and see what happens to his master, father and brother?" Dongfang Tie glanced at him, and saw Pei Jue standing on the ground, neither answering nor explaining, and he couldn't help feeling suspicious and angry, sneered, and said: "Brother Pei, what is going on? But please explain, brother." Pei Jue suddenly smiled and said: "Brother asked me to explain, but I still don't know who to explain?" With a flick of Dongfanghu's wrist, the sword light stood up, almost piercing Pei Jue's face. Pei Jue changed his face and said: "I don't want to fight with my brothers, firstly because I have no enmity with my brothers, and secondly because I don't want to be spoiled by such secrets; but my brother should not bully others too much , at least it should be judged clearly." Dongfang Tie pulled his fifth younger brother away, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Pei came across the river to the north this time, just to find out the matter clearly, not absolutely to form a marriage with the Tan family, but brother—" Pei Jue sneered suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "Whether brothers and sisters want to marry Tan Wenqi, what does it matter to me?" Dongfanghu sneered and said, "Is it okay?" Pei Jue felt a rush of blood in his heart, because this impulsive young man really touched the sad thing in his heart.