The north wind howled, the ice and snow were severe and cold, and the sky and the earth were gloomy. In the heavy snow, a fast horse galloped into Baoding City. The galloping horseshoes crushed a string of ice and snow on the quiet street. In the dark house, on the black lacquered gate, under the dripping eaves, a black satin is inserted obliquely as the background, with a red lion's dart flag embroidered in it, fluttering in the wind. The man on horseback raised his wind cloak and came down from the ground. He neither knocked on the door nor shouted. He tapped his toes on the ground, the wind cloak fluttered obliquely, and he was already in the courtyard. Called: "Brother Lion is here?"

There was a low voice in the hall: "Who!" The hall door was opened, and a light shone on the snow. A big purple-faced man in brocade clothes and heavy fur stepped on the light and strode out. With a glance in his eyes, he said loudly: "Brother Tan, why are you here! Please hurry up!" Come in and drink two cups of hot wine." The expression of surprise was beyond words. Tan Xiaofeng looked worried, stood on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Lion, have you ever received the invitation from the God of Death?" The body of the big purple-faced man shook, his expression changed, and he couldn't help but look up. The sky was dark, as if it was about to fall to the ridge of the roof.

Tan Xiaofeng said: "Although there is no moon in this place, today is the full moon period. It is the time when the 'Death Post' and 'Lover's Arrow' are raging. If there is no change here, Brother Lion, I will go to Wangdu City by night. !" The big purple-faced man frowned deeply, and said, "No one can fathom the place where the death post haunts. Brother Tan, you are running around like this, isn't it futile to go back and forth!" Tan Xiaofeng let out a long sigh, and said: "Since the 'Sanxiang Hero' Ziping died under the 'Lover's Arrow', my four brothers vowed to find out the origin of this post and arrow. It's very vague, but my brother has to do his best to obey the destiny, at least to preserve some vitality for the martial arts world."

The purple-faced man lowered his head sadly, Tan Xiaofeng cupped his fists and said, "Brother Lion, take care, I'm leaving." The purple-faced man said: "Wait a minute, Brother Tan!" But Tan Xiaofeng had already swept out of the courtyard. There was a sudden sound of horseshoes, and the purple-faced man jumped up to the dripping eaves in front of the door, looking at the horseshoes of the figure and the flying snow and ice, his eyes were full of sadness, and he murmured: "Four Heroes of Benevolence and Righteousness, Seriously, there is no false name." Tan Xiaofeng went straight to Wangdu without stopping, and the heavy snow stopped. He rode his horse into a dry forest outside Wangdu City. It was already dark at this moment, but a manor house in the dry forest was still brightly lit, and the lights covered the dry forest far away. Tan Xiaofeng heaved a sigh of relief in the cold and snow-covered branches, and a smile appeared on his face, and he secretly said: "The heroic spirit of Yijian Zhenhe has not changed. It is so late at night, and there must be a feast for guests and friends, so the lights are still bright .”

Although he was in the cold wind, he couldn't help feeling a little warmth in his heart. He floated off his horse and went straight to the villa gate. Come and visit!" There were endless echoes, and flakes of snow flew down, but there was no response in this brightly lit manor. Tan Xiaofeng felt a chill in his heart, threw off the reins of the horse, and went straight into the village. The lights were shining, but there was no one around. The cold wind blew the window paper, and the window paper rustled. Tan Xiaofeng's heart trembled, and he walked up the steps slowly. Pushing open the hall door with one palm, the lights in the hall are even brighter. An old man in a brocade robe and long beard is sitting on a rosewood chair in the middle of the hall, but it sets off the bright and spacious hall more than anyone else. To be monotonous and lonely.

A gust of cold wind blows in, blowing the long beard under the chin of the brocade-robed old man fluttering. Tan Xiaofeng said: "Brother Zhang, you..." His eyes turned away, his voice and eyes suddenly congealed together, and there were two short arrows about five inches long sticking out of the chest of the old man in brocade clothes. The shaft of the arrow is red, as red as a lover's blood, and the shaft of one arrow is pitch black, as black as the eyes of a lover, with two arrows side by side, inserted into the heart at the same time. small print: "Lover Arrow"!

I saw that although the long beard of the old man in brocade robes was fluttering, the horror before his death was still condensed on his cold face. In an instant, Tan Xiaofeng felt a chill from the soles of his feet to his heart. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I murmured: "Brother Zhang, I'm late..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a sneering sneer from behind, saying: "It's still in time!" Tan Xiaofeng turned around in shock, and saw a piece of bright red paper fluttering towards him, and it happened to fly in front of him. He stretched out his hand to copy it, and stared at it. There was no writing on it, only a hideous skull was drawn on it.

The paper is bright red, the skeleton is pitch black, but the two eye sockets of the skeleton are pale green. Tan Xiaofeng's whole body trembled, but there was another sneer from behind him, he suddenly turned around, only to see a pair of pale green eyes, looking at him momentarily. He seemed to be unable to see anything except those pale green eyes.And in that instant, two short arrows, one red and one black, pierced his heart soundlessly, just like the passionate eyes of a lover, teaching people that they will never be on guard against it, and they will open their hearts to meet it.

The sun is thin, and the colorful sunset glow quietly covers the world-famous Kumbum Monastery in Qinghai. To the south of the Great Sutra Hall, on a vast stone flat, there are huge crowds of people, in order to see the grand ceremony of dancing gods in Lamaism.Around Shiping, there are magnificent palaces on all sides, crowds surround the courtyard dam, and above the temple building, there are also tens of thousands of heads. The already extremely smooth and clean bluestone steps are covered with red felt carpets. On the red carpet on the south side of the scripture hall, ten lamas in yellow clothes are sitting side by side solemnly, the colors are eye-catching in red and yellow.

In the crowd of joyful people, apart from this group of dignified lamas and eminent monks, there was also an old man in purple robe and long beard, who also had a dignified face, standing in the crowd with his hands behind his back, like a crane among chickens. A simple but strange music sounded, and fourteen yellow-clothed lamas holding drums, cymbals and other musical instruments came in line. The purple-robed old man glanced, and suddenly heard someone behind him say: "The one in front is the one from the 'Four Heroes of Benevolence and Righteousness'." Wei Ziyun, second brother Wei?"

Wei Ziyun turned around and saw an old man with a hemp crown had separated into the clump and came in front of him.Wei Ziyun smiled slightly, grabbed his palm and said, "Brother Ma Guan, why are you here?" The old man with Ma Guan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "My little brother was about to enter the pass, and he passed by here, but how did your heroic trail come here, Second Brother Wei? But my little brother is puzzled." At this moment, in the square made of cobblestones, there are already four ferocious little ghosts wearing blue and yellow ghost masks, dancing clumsily to the simple music. Wei Ziyun swept his eyes away and said with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that the lamas and eminent monks here all have incredible esoteric skills. I have long wanted to come and see them. Besides..." The smile on his face suddenly faded, and he calmed down. Said: "I also want to see if the 'Death Post' and 'Lover's Arrow' that have been raging in the martial arts like a plague have spread here." The old man Ma Guan's complexion changed, and he said: "Although I am far away in the frontier, I have also vaguely heard some stories about this post and one arrow from the mouth of the ranger from the Central Plains. Unexpectedly, Second Brother Wei, you are also here for this matter. , could it be that this post and one arrow are really as terrifying as in the legends?" At this moment, the imp in the arena had already danced and rushed back to the hall, replaced by four giant King Kongs in blue robes and painted yellow, whirling and dancing. Amidst the soul-stirring music, Wei Ziyun sighed deeply: "In my whole life, I have never heard of such a mysterious and terrifying hidden weapon as the 'Lover's Arrow'. In less than half a year, dozens of famous heroes in the martial arts world have died. Under this 'lover's arrow', until now, no one in the martial arts knows its origin." The old man with a crown of hemp crown said in horror: "Two short arrows are so terrifying. This is really unimaginable. Could it be that there is a strong poison on them, and no one can detoxify this poison? Even if it is the world's The most poisonous hidden weapon, a person who has mastered martial arts, should be able to dodge it?" King Kong has retreated, replaced by four beast-shaped evil spirits, two wearing bull heads and two wearing antlers, the music and dance are more urgent, like a storm. Wei Ziyun sighed: "I can't understand this matter, even the famous master of hidden poison weapons in martial arts, the Tang brothers in the middle of Sichuan, died under the 'lover's arrow' before March. But it is by no means that no one in Jianghu can detoxify this poison, but there is only one person. If it is not for the arrow in the middle of three hours, it will be sent to this person's place, and within ten days, it will be cured. It's just that lover Arrows come and go, they are in the east today, and in the west tomorrow, so far there are only three or five people who can be treated by this person." The old man Ma Guan sighed sadly, the two of them were relatively silent, only listening to the sound of the drum music gradually slowing down, the sunset was falling, the sky was already dark, and a full moon appeared in the gaps in the clouds. Under the gloomy moonlight, amidst the gloomy music, four skeleton ghosts in fake clothes and masks slowly came out of the temple, carrying a wooden plate. On the plate was a human figure made of face, ready to be beheaded. Idol. As soon as the skeleton came out, the dance of gods and demons reached its climax, and the sound of the drums also became slow and heavy. Although Wei Ziyun and the old man Ma Guan were full of worries and sorrows about the martial arts in the future, they still couldn't help but stare at them at this moment.I saw a series of "gods" wearing masks, such as the Four King Kongs, the Eighteen Arhats, the Bull God, and the Deer God, walking slowly out of the hall, as well as two old men with masks and clothes, and five young children wearing masks. Behind this line of "people" was a "Marshal of Conquering Demons" with a cow's head and a python robe, with two pure gold horns on top, shining brightly, and holding a bright steel knife, which was even more eye-catching.In an instant, the music changed rapidly, and gods, ghosts, and ghosts danced in unison. Four skeleton ghosts, holding wooden plates, walked slowly to the row of solemn-looking lamas and monks, and suddenly raised dozens of torches all around. . When the flames came together, the eye sockets of the four skeletons suddenly glowed with a ghastly blue light, and the music resounded loudly. The "Marshal of Conquering Demons" twirled and jumped in front of the wooden plate, raised his hand with a knife, and split the humanoid idol in half. , the sound of cheers from all around was like a thunderstorm. Wei Ziyun glanced everywhere, and his whole body was shocked—— With a flash of the knife, a bright red greeting card appeared on the masked idol! Wei Ziyun was startled, he let out a wild cry, he raised his arms like an eagle, but in that instant, two short arrows were attached to the hearts of the ten yellow-clothed lamas. The crowd suddenly became chaotic, gods and ghosts ran around, Wei Ziyun's eyes were fixed on a skeleton ghost, turned around in the air, rushed straight down, and sternly said: "Where are you going!" The evil skeleton ghost suddenly turned around, looking at him with bleak eyes like lightning, Wei Ziyun yelled, "Flying eagle strikes the rabbit", with both palms down, the old man with hemp crown flitted up, seeing Wei Ziyun's move It has been chopped on the skeleton evil spirit. Unexpectedly, after a miserable cry, Wei Ziyun's body, flying in the air, convulsed suddenly, and fell to the sky. The old man with a hemp crown exclaimed, and turned his eyes around, and saw two short red and black arrows piercing Wei Ziyun's heart side by side. . The spring is cold and the sun has set. The small and quiet Shule River meanders through southern Xinjiang. The wilderness is vast, the sound of water is gurgling, two horses without saddles are drinking water by the Shule River, and there are shadows in the distance. In the distance, you can see a city standing tall and majestic, with sand piled on all sides, almost equal to the city, which is the ancient city of Guazhou . In the wind and sand, beside a horse without a saddle, two middle-aged men with dusty faces and piercing eyes looked gloomy. After a long, long time, the person on the left sighed slowly: "The lover's arrow! Such a vicious arrow!" The terrifying hidden weapon is actually called the 'Lover's Arrow', this person is too harsh." The person on the right said slowly: "When the moon is full and the flowers are good, two arrows from the mandarin duck come together. The poison on the arrow is one yin and one yang. The person who is hit by the arrow will hurt his heart..." He helplessly smiled and said: "Isn't it very appropriate to call this arrow a lover?" The person on the left gave a long sigh, shook his clothes, and said with a wry smile: "Whether it's appropriate or not, I don't want to be sad. Brother Hu, I advise you to go back to Guazhou with me, rest for half a day, and go back to Jiangnan together." A person on the right said: "Brother Chaoyang, even though you have returned to Guazhou, I have to go to the vicinity of Dunhuang to see if the 'lover''s glances have been sent to this fairyland on the plug." A person on the left sighed slightly: "You four heroes of benevolence and righteousness have been running around for others all year round. No wonder you are still a loner until today, while my brother and I are already full of green leaves and branches. The heroic spirit of the past is still..." He let out a long sigh and looked up at the sky, only to see a bright moon appearing in the dark clouds. The moonlight reflected the water of Shule River, shining silver light, but his complexion suddenly turned pale, and he lost his voice: "Tonight is fifteen again, Fourth Brother Hu, you..." The person on the right stood up with raised eyebrows, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Brother Chaoyang, just rest assured, I, Hu Tianlin, am a widow, how can there be a 'lover' who will take care of me?" He laughed and put on the saddle, lightly swept on the horse, and laughed to himself: "After three months, see you in Jiangnan. At that time, I will let you, a savage outside the Great Wall, taste the flavor of a famous chef in Jiangnan!" With a flick of the whip, it fell to the ground. and go. After passing Guazhou, the world is vast. Although this road is the main road leading to Dunhuang, it is deserted at the moment. Even the sound of a series of hasty horseshoes seems to be unable to break the silence of the land. Hu Tianlin looked around, seeing yellow sand all over his eyes, he felt a sudden sense of joy in his heart, where the whip was whipped, he rode his horse even more urgently, and in a short while, he had arrived at the most famous "one-man village" within thousands of miles of the fortress "Sweet Water Well". Among the dozens of miles of yellow sand, only this "sweet water well" has water to drink, and there are no people living for dozens of miles, only this "one-person village" has people. Although the water is not sweet, the people are only alone——A Dunhuang Mansion School As a villager who supplies travelers with drinking water, clears wells, and guards against bandits—but Hu Tianlin can't help but feel the sadness and loneliness in his heart after seeing the lonely house shadow and the evening light in the yellow sand all over the sky. Minus points. As soon as he lifted the reins, he looked up to the sky and let out a long cry, the light was already in front of him, in this cold and lonely place.This bit of light seemed so serene and soft. But when he turned his gaze, he saw that under the peaceful and soft hazy light and shadow, there were dozens of corpses lying messily and ugly in four empty bodyguard workshops, and a golden bodyguard flag , hanging obliquely from the side of the dart car, curled up weakly in the wind and sand, and seemed to be sighing and trembling for the tragic and terrifying thing that happened just now. Hu Tianlin felt a chill in his heart, he flew off his horse, glanced at him, and said in a trembling voice: "Sure enough, it's another lover's arrow..." The light is no longer peaceful and soft, but has become as bleak and terrifying as a will-o'-the-wisp. Hu Tianlin moved his eyes slowly to see a lean man in short clothes, with his limbs curled up, two arrows in his heart, a big man with a beard and strong clothes, with a dart cart slanted in one hand, his body has not completely fallen down, a bright long knife, fell At his feet, with two arrows stuck in his heart, Hu Tianlin thought to himself: "Song Haiping, the Northwest Sharp Saber... Alas, there is one weaker person in the martial arts world!" Looking at the past, beside the ancient "Sweet Water Well", there is a corpse, holding its heart in both hands, and three arrow shafts are exposed in each of the clenched fists. greeting post. Hu Tianlin twitched his brows slightly, stepped over the two corpses, bent down, and picked up the "Reaper's Post", and stuck the skeleton's blue eye sockets on it, which made this heroic knight feel chills in his heart, and murmured Muttered: "Death..." As the word "dead" came out, the corpse on the ground turned both palms together, and two short arrows, one red and one black, pierced into Hu Tianlin's heart silently, like a pair of dancing lovers. Autumn is not yet deep, outside the city of Hangzhou, there is a stream like a river, sometimes poor and closed, sometimes cheerful, the sand is clear and the water is clear, the shore is far away and the forest is flat, the mountains and hills are smoky, the clear light drips dew, mulberry and bamboo are everywhere on both sides of the bank, fishing songs are heard on the water, three or five The huts and houses, seven or eight small boats come and go, embellishing the dreamlike scenery of Xixi. With a sound of "Hey Nai", a shallow boat with a black awning pierced out from under the shade of the tree. The man who rocked the boat was a strong man in brown clothes with short hair, but on the prow stood proudly a young man in a brocade suit with a sword and a weak crown. The breeze on the brook blew up his light blue tunic, but it couldn't blow away the heavy worry in his brows. His deep and bright eyes were fixed on the red leaves on the bank, so even the red leaves couldn't help him. His sharp sword-like gaze lowered his head tremblingly. As the breeze blows, there is a faint song on the stream: "The water is clean and the sand is bright, the light smoke is small, the Xixi area is clear, deep in the reeds, there are geese hiding in it, the boat passes by the wind and the reeds move, the geese are startled, where are they flying?" Come a fishing boat. The man who rocked the boat cheered up and shouted: "Du...Du Juan, you...what are you singing...what are you singing again?" In just eight words, he was already sweating profusely. On the fishing boat, a bright young girl with black hair and green clothes gave a coquettish smile like a silver bell, shaking the oar and said with a coquettish smile, "I'm singing a little stammer, go pick tea..." Suddenly caught a glimpse of the eyes of the young man in brocade clothes, her cheeks flushed, hang your head. Sitting cross-legged on the bow of the fishing boat was a coir raincoat and a big hat. The fisherman with a pale face tied a fishing net in his hands, smiled slightly, and said, "What an unruly girl, I don't even ask Mr. Zhan to say hello when I see you." The girl in Tsing Yi still lowered her head, and said softly, "Master Zhan, hello." As soon as Qiu Bo raised her cheeks, her cheeks became redder like maple leaves. The fisherman in coir raincoat laughed, and said, "Young Master Zhan, is he going to 'Samurai Hall' to drink tea again? Today is not a full moon day, there must be quite a lot of people there." The young man in brocade clothes showed a smile, the two boats had already crossed, and the fisherman was still laughing loudly: "Wait a minute, if there are fresh fish, I will ask Juaner to send two fish to the young master for wine." The water is fast and the boat is light, and the light boat has swayed into the depths of the reed flowers in an instant, and only the reeds are several feet high. The boat passed by, even if the people on the boat looked up, they still couldn't see the top. In the distance came the graceful singing of the girl in green "Dujuan": "...The stream turns and twists and turns, it is wonderful to seek seclusion and victories, and the emotions echo for a long time, so why not turn into a wild goose?" The wind shakes the wild goose, and the sound of rustling comes from the reeds, which complements the singing and forms a sound of nature. The young man in brocade clothes still had a face as cold as water. The man who was rocking the boat seemed to want to say something, but seeing his expression, he could only keep silent. With a shake of the scull, the light boat swung into the place where the reed flowers were most abundant. Going deeper, not only can't you see the water, but you can't even see the reeds. There are dense bamboo fences on all sides, but the people in the fence are as thin as yellow chrysanthemums. The man who was rocking the boat suddenly lifted it hard, broke through the water, and looked around, and saw that there were actually two small buildings facing the wind and bleak in the autumn.To the east of the stream, the small building among the reeds on the autumn water is the famous "Qiu Xue Nunnery". In front of the gate is a horizontal plaque with five big characters "Ancestral Hall of Poets of Liangzhe". To the west of the stream is a small bamboo building, with a horizontal plaque on the top of the building, which says "Jiangnan Samurai Hall", written vigorously and flamboyantly. Although this "Jiangnan Samurai Hall" is a restaurant, the owner of the restaurant is Lin Ruanhong, a famous Jiangnan hero "Nine Chains". Most of the people who drink alcohol are martial arts practitioners. The young man in brocade clothes went ashore with a boat, his face was still indifferent and heavy, a young boy with long hair walked out of the bamboo building quickly, and welcomed him into the building. On the four walls, there was a dazzling array of beautiful things, and the decoration was extremely elegant and refined. When the drinkers in the building saw him, most of them smiled, and he also greeted him, and a few people asked in deep voices: "Is there any news from the old man?" The young man in brocade frowned, sighed and shook his head. There is a Zhulan bamboo ladder behind the Ming hall, and it circles up. The small plaque on the ladder is Lin Ruanhong's own inscription, which says "Playing Sword Pavilion". Socks, the elegant and unrestrained bearded scholar greeted with a smile at the stairs: "Mengbai, why did you come here now?" It is Lin Ruanhong, the owner of this building "Nine Chains". A young man in brocade clothes ascends the tower, and the upstairs is even more elegant. Looking from the tower, he is facing the "Tanzhi Pavilion" in "Qiu Xue Nunnery". Visiting chivalry goes up to this building", which is also different from the famous sentence on "Banzhi Pavilion": "Should take the pen and inkstone with the poet, and go fishing for visiting reed flowers".There are reed flowers everywhere, as far as the eye can see, like a vast snow wave, a vast silver sea. At this moment, the famous pavilion is already full of guests, and they all greet the young man in brocade clothes with cups and smiles. Only in the far corner is an old man sitting on the railing, but he has not turned his head. There is no wine or food on the table in front of him, only tea A pot, full of old water chestnuts, with water chestnuts as food and tea as wine. Lin Ruanhong led the young man in brocade clothes to a couplet in the middle, which read: "If you want to fight, please walk; if you want to drink, go up this building." The handwriting is poor, the sentences are vulgar, like a child, and the mood of this pavilion , completely out of place, but the strokes and strokes are open and closed, full of pride, and the inscription below is even more eye-catching. It reads: "The first hero of the martial arts was written after he was drunk." The young man in brocade clothes glanced at him, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Lin, have you heard from my father?" Lin Ruanhong frowned slightly, and sighed: "I have been paying attention all the time. Yesterday'Laoshan Three Wild Goose' passed by here. His three brothers came from eastern Zhejiang, and no one had seen your father's trace there, but they But at the foot of Mount Tiantai, I saw Le Chaoyang, the 'Hero of the Fortress', and a rather young Taoist from Wudang, hurrying towards the south, seeming to be heading straight for Yandang Mountain." The young man in brocade clothes focused his eyes on the window, and said slowly: "Hero Le and my fourth uncle have a very close friendship. After the tragic change of my fourth uncle, he will definitely take action." He raised his eyes and continued: "Then 'Laoshan Sanyan'? It is the He brothers who are famous in the martial arts world with the three Wu hook swords, what is the reason for the three of them to move in such a hurry?" Lin Ruanhong said: "Go home!" The young man in brocade clothes was dazed for a while, then said coldly: "Everyone has gone home, everyone has gone home..." Lin Ruanhong sighed: "So what if you don't go home? Ever since Wei Erxia died in Qinghai, Tan Sanxia died in Baoding, and Hu Sixia died by the 'Sweet Water Well', everyone in the martial arts world is in danger, and life is the priority. Even" Huashan Qiying's "Huachao Conference", which must be held every year, has been aborted this year. Alas! Mengbai, to tell you the truth, if I had to keep this building as a place for Jiangnan heroes to exchange news, I would have already closed it. The mountain retreated." The young man in brocade clothes smiled coldly, and did not answer in silence, a heroic look suddenly appeared between his brows. Lin Ruanhong glanced at her, and suddenly whispered: "Mengbai, I advise you to restrain yourself a little bit in the near future. According to the current situation, the 'Lover's Arrow' is definitely not owned by one person. The scary thing is that you don't It is impossible to guess who is hiding this terrifying hidden weapon in his arms, maybe it is the person next to you, or it may be..." The young man in brocade clothes raised his eyebrows, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Maybe I, Zhan Mengbai, have a few pairs of 'lover's arrows' on my body...Brother Lin, you have to be careful, bring me some wine." The people in the group of buildings all looked back in horror, Lin Ruanhong gave a wry smile, clapped their hands and called for wine. Zhan Mengbai laughed suddenly, looked straight at the back of the old man at the corner of the building, and said in a deep voice, "Who is this person?" Lin Ruanhong's complexion changed slightly, before he could answer, the old man at the corner of the building said coldly: "Child, don't you recognize me?" His voice was dry and weak, like someone recovering from a serious illness, Zhan Mengbai was slightly startled, and said: "The eyes are very sparse!" The old man at the corner of the building put down the teacup and turned his head slowly, only to see that his face was thin, his eyes were dull, and a few short beards were scattered under his chin. He said coldly: "Children must be more cautious when speaking. Even if you have a good father, you don't have to show your teeth and claws to hate others." The faces of all the people in the pavilion changed drastically, Zhan Mengbai's complexion darkened, and he stood up, Lin Ruanhong pulled his sleeves, and said in a panic: "Mengbai, why bother, sit down quickly." Between the looks, it seemed that he was very afraid of this old man who was dying and not amazing. Zhan Mengbai glanced at him, and said coldly: "Elder people should be more cautious when speaking, even if you are a few years old, you have nothing to be proud of." Lin Ruanhong even pulled his sleeve several times, but he didn't realize it, the old man in Loujiao smiled sadly and said: "Good boy, you dare to teach me a lesson, don't you have anything to ask me from now on? "After that, he turned his head away, picked up the teacup, and never glanced at Zhan Mengbai again. Lin Ruanhong sighed, and whispered: "Mengbai, why are you so arrogant that you offended the old man..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a scolding voice, saying: "Father, who is going to teach you a lesson?" A figure, as swift as the wind, rushes up the stairs, but it is a red dress, red skirt, red cloth baotou, at first glance, it looks like a beautiful girl in a raging fire. As soon as she turned her eyes, she stayed on Zhan Mengbai's face without a moment's notice, and said softly, "Is that you?" Seeing that she was a young girl, Zhan Mengbai frowned and sat down, Lin Ruanhong said quietly: "Mengbai, that's right, why bother to offend..." Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Zhan Mengbai suddenly stood up again, and said loudly: "Yes, it's me. Is it possible that only your father can swear at others, and others can't speak?" He has a fierce nature, and after much deliberation, he couldn't hold back his anger. The girl in red raised her eyebrows and said with a sneer, "I knew it was you a long time ago." As she spoke, she walked up to Zhan Mengbai. Master Mange, although they all knew Zhan Mengbai, they all stood by at this moment. Lin Ruanhong changed color and said, "Miss Qin..." The girl in red kept walking, Lin Ruanhong said: "Old Mr. Qin, this Brother Zhan is the son of Zhanhua Yuzhan who is known as 'timely rain' in the martial arts. Today is a trivial matter, why bother... Alas!" The old man in Loujiao didn't even turn his head back. Zhan Mengbai sneered, and said: "Although I don't like to see women in the same way, but..." The girl in red said, "But what?" Zhan Mengbai said in a deep voice: "But if you take another step towards me, today I will teach you a lesson for your elders." The girl in red sneered and said, "Okay." Taking a step forward, she said, "I'd like to see—" Lin Ruanhong shouted suddenly, "Wait a minute!" Everyone looked at it together, only to see him pointing at the couplet on the wall with one hand, his eyes were piercing, and he remained silent. The girl in red looked up, and said coldly: "If you want to fight, please go out, hehe, what is this, can a mere couplet scare people? Girls can fight wherever they like? Who can control me?" Everyone's complexion changed drastically, Lin Ruanhong held back her breath and said, "Miss Qin, do you know who wrote this couplet?" The red-clothed girl said: "The number one hero in the martial arts... Hehe, what a big tone, who is Wu—" The skinny old man who didn't pay attention to him suddenly turned his head and said, "Qi'er, don't be rude, since there is a hero's calligraphy here, why don't you sit down for me!" The girl in red was stunned for a moment, with a grievance on her face, she gave Zhan Mengbai a hard look. Lin Ruanhong smiled and said: "Okay, okay, my younger brother is the host today, please have a drink." The girl in red pouted and walked back to her father's place, then stomped her feet again, and said bitterly, "Unless you don't go downstairs..." Zhan Mengbai raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "This is the moment..." Suddenly, there was an exclamation from afar: "Mr. Du...Mr. Du... Where are you?" Another voice shouted, "Young Master Zhan...Young Master Zhan...where are you?" Zhan Mengbai's heart skipped a beat, and everyone in the pavilion stood up, only to see two well-dressed teenagers flying over the snow-like reeds outside the building. These two people actually flew over this piece of reed grass with the lightness skill of "flying on the grass". Lin Ruanhong said in shock: "Three geese in Laoshan, why..." Before the words were finished, the person on the left suddenly fell down the reed, Lin Ruanhong frowned slightly, but the person on the right ran forward regardless, seeing that his strength was exhausted and he would not be able to reach this building. When my heart moved, I suddenly saw a figure beside me, Zhan Mengbai and the girl in red rushed towards him at the same time. The girl in red raised her slender wrist, and a three-foot-long red silk flew out like a horse. Zhan Mengbai's arms trembled, but he flew out of the building, lightly tapped the reed grass with his toes, and flew a few feet in the air, only to see that the knees of this well-dressed boy softened, and Zhan Mengbai happened to grab his hand Arm, but this man's strength was at the end of his strength, and he still fell straight down like a stone. Zhan Mengbai was startled, and suddenly saw a piece of red silk flying towards him. Stretching out of shape, he grabbed the arm of the well-dressed young man, made a turning point in the air, and swept back into the building like a goshawk. Qunhao was thrilled to see it, and couldn't help cheering. The girl in red snorted coldly, and said, "I don't have that kind of strength! You have to show off!" With shaking hands, she took back the red silk and tied it around her waist. Zhan Mengbai was stunned for a moment, Lin Ruanhong helped the young man in strong clothes, and said, "Brother Junxia, ​​what is so panicking?" The three heroes "Silver Goose" in "Three Geese on Laoshan Mountain" He Junxia took a long breath, his face was full of panic and anxiety, and said: "Which one is Mr. Zhan, and which one is old Mr. Qin Shouweng?" Zhan Mengbai's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said: "Next is Zhan Mengbai, what can He Daxia do..." Before he finished speaking, He Junxia grabbed his shoulders and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Zhan, Young Master Zhan, Your Honor..." Zhan Mengbai's whole body shook, and he said in a panic, "What's wrong with my father?" He Junxia covered his face with his hands and said, "Senior Zhan has been seriously injured and his life is dying..." There was a commotion among the heroes, Zhan Mengbai heard a bang in his ear, and shouted, "Who was hurt?" He Junxia said: "Love... people... arrows!" Zhan Mengbai yelled and fell to the sky, Lin Ruanhong stopped him by the shoulder, but saw a slender palm, quietly brought a cup of hot wine, the girl in red Qin Qi said: "Let him drink it! " He Junxia glanced around, and said: "Although Senior Zhan was hit by the 'lover's arrow', fortunately he was outside the city, and I found it early. It is less than two hours from this moment. If we can find Mr. Qin, the skinny old man, immediately It can still be saved, but just now the second elder brother went to look for Mr. Qin, but he said he was not there!..." When he said this in one breath, Lin Ruanhong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and Qin Qi, the girl in red, hurriedly said, "It doesn't matter, my father is here." He Junxia was overjoyed and said, "Where is it?" Lin Ruanhong raised her eyes and saw the skinny old man Qin Shouweng standing by the fence with his hands behind his back, looking at Zhan Mengbai coldly. Thinking of what the old man said just now, Lin Ruanhong couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He Junxia followed his gaze, rushed over in one step, and said, "Senior, are you Mr. Qin?" Slender Qin said coldly, "Not bad." He Junxia was overjoyed and said: "Senior, please move to..." As soon as the words came out, Slender Qin suddenly sneered at Zhan Mengbai, turned his head and walked back to his seat, and drank tea without saying a word. He Junxia was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Lin Ruanhong.At this moment, Zhan Mengbai had already woken up leisurely. I just heard Lin Ruanhong say: "Old Mr. Qin, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, not to mention that Mr. Zhan devoted his life to public welfare and righteousness, and spared no effort to help others in need..." Slender Qin said coldly: "Zhan Huayu's son is here, what can you say for him?" Zhan Mengbai felt a chill in his heart, until now he didn't know that this skinny old man was the only genius doctor Qin Shouweng who could cure the poison of "lover's arrow" in the world. He stood up in a daze, and Lin Ruanhong sighed, "Mengbai, quickly apologize to Mr. Qin, just now..." He Junxia wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and said hastily: "It's almost two hours now, saving people is like putting out a fire, if it's too late, it's too late." Slender Qin sneered, and He Junxia suddenly shouted: "Are you going or not?" Qin Qi sighed secretly, and said softly: "Daddy..." Slender Qin scolded in a low voice: "Don't talk too much!" He Junxia raised his eyebrows, and said sharply: "If you don't leave, don't blame me, He Junxia, ​​for being rude!" Slender Qin said with a "hehe" smile: "If you dare to stick a finger on this old man, no one will be able to cure the poison of the 'lover's arrow' from now on." He Junxia stepped forward, he couldn't help but pause, the whole room was full of people, looking at each other, everyone might be hit by the "lover's arrow", no one dared to speak too much. There was an urgent sound of the stairs, and a voice like a silver bell said: "Young Master Zhan, Daddy asked me to bring fresh fish." A young man covered in water rushed forward first, followed by a bright-eyed young girl in green clothes and black hair, wearing only a pair of blue cloth shoes on her feet as white as jade.Holding two fresh fish in his hand.It turns out that He Junjie, the second hero "Chong Leiyan" in "Three Wild Goose on Laoshan Mountain", just fell into the water, but was rescued by the fisherman girl Du Juan. Du Juan looked at him blankly, and He Junjie shouted: "Third brother, have you found Mr. Qin?" Slender Qin said coldly: "Although I have the ability to save people and detoxify them, I have no obligation to do so... These two fresh fish are not bad, Qi'er, take them back and serve Daddy with wine." Du Juan opened his eyes and said: "These two fish are not for sale, it was Daddy who told me..." Zhan Mengbai let out a long sigh, and said: "Old Mr. Qin, it was... I was wrong just now." He lowered his head, his face was flushed, and his palms trembled slightly. He was really sad and angry at the moment, but he was helpless.