Chapter 8 Chapter Eight

Yu Wenhuaji's majestic voice came from Jiang'an on the right and said, "I don't know if that expert from the Song Clan is in charge of the fleet, please stop the boat at the shore and let Yu Wenhuaji get on board to say hello." In the cabin, Fu Junmao and the two boys looked at me, and they never expected that Yu Wenhua would catch up so quickly. At this time, the four huge ships were moving towards the left bank instead, obviously they were afraid that Yu Wenhua would fly off the ship, or attack from a distance with arrows. Song Lu's laughter soared to the sky from the bow of the ship and said, "Master Yuwen is safe, Song Lu is being polite."

Yu Wenhua and chased the boat along the coast with a horse, and responded with a smile: "It turns out that Brother Song has a silver beard and a silver dragon crutch, so the matter will be easy to handle. Please, Brother Song, bring the fleet to the shore first. Brother will tell you the details." Song Lu said with a smile: "Brother Yuwen is too flattering to my younger brother. Instead of Lord Yuwen, he put himself in the place and became a younger brother. Suddenly, he saw masters from the capital swarming after him all night, calling for a stop along the river, and my younger brother's boat was full of goods. For safety's sake, why? You should also ask Master Yuwen about the purpose of coming here first!"

Yu Wenhua and Chengfu were very deep, not angry, and said happily: "This is easy. I have a holy order to come here to hunt down three imperial criminals. I heard that the fourth son had settled the bill for these imperial criminals at Danyang Restaurant, and later changed the order. I don’t know if it’s true to invite him to take a boat?” Song Lu replied without even thinking: "Of course someone fabricated this out of thin air. Please Lord Yuwen go back and inform the Holy Majesty that if Song Lu sees these criminals, he will definitely arrest them and bring them to the capital. It's night! Someone Song is going back The cabin is asleep."

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling didn't expect Song Lu to be so loyal, and they made it clear without hesitation that they would not hand over people. They only heard that he didn't even ask whether the prisoner was a man or a woman, so they invited Yu Wenhuaji back to Beijing, and they knew that he would not sell him at all. account. Such a character is indeed worthy of being called a hero. Yu Wenhua and Yang Tianchang smiled and said: "Brother Song is quick to speak, so if you don't hide it anymore, brother Song will be happy for a while, but there will be endless troubles in the future! Besides, I can put everything on you Song Clan. When the Holy Dragon's heart is furious , Brother Song, I'm afraid you guys won't feel too well either."

Song Ludao: "Sir Yuwen always likes to exaggerate, but he forgot that his mouth is also on other people's faces. Hearing that your lord has insulted our family like this, there are other words in the world. Brother Yuwen seems to be not thinking carefully. .” Yu Wenhuaji seemed to be happy when he heard it, he laughed out of breath and said: "Since that's the case, then I won't be in such a hurry to return to Beijing, so I have to wait patiently for Brother Song at the Guiti Gorge in front, the river is narrower , it’s always easier to talk, and we don’t have to shout so hoarsely as our two brothers.”

When Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling's countenance changed again, Fu Junmao suddenly stood up and said, "I, Fu Junmao, have had enough of the kindness of the Han people, so I don't want to tire you anymore. Come on, let's go." Before they had a chance to hear Song Lu's response, the two of them had already grabbed Fu Junxie's belt and broke out through the window. They crossed the river about four zhang away like big birds, and landed on the left bank of the river. Song Lu's exclamation and Yu Wenhuaji's angry shout sounded at the same time, and the three of them had already disappeared into the mountains.

Kou and Xu heard the wind in their ears, and they were carried by Fu Junmao as they leaped across the mountains and fields like flying through the clouds. After running for more than ten miles, he felt that the terrain was getting steeper and steeper. When Fu Junmao put the two of them down, he realized that he had come to a high mountain. The mountain wind blew and made their teeth tremble. Fu Junmao turned around on the top of the mountain, and led the two of them to a shallow cave with tall rocks, grass and trees on both sides, and hid in it to temporarily escape the cold wind. Kou Zhongsong heaved a sigh of relief: "It's dangerous! Fortunately, across the Yangtze River, the bones of Yuwenhua can't catch up."

Fu Junmao sighed and said: "Other people may not be able to do it, but Yuwenhua bone can easily cross the river with only a dead branch. You are really ignorant." Xu Ziling said in amazement: "Then why don't we run away?" Fu Junmao sat down cross-legged, smiled wryly, "If I reach the ninth stage, I will definitely lead you to escape, but my ability can only bring you here." Kou Zhong tentatively said: "Even if Yu Wenhua crossed the river and chased after him, he wouldn't know where we fled to?" Fu Junmao said indifferently: "The martial art is as strong as Yu Wenwen's, and the sense of touch is extraordinary. It's just the scent traces we left along the way, so don't try to hide it from his eyes and noses. Don't talk. I want to use my skills and energy. Fortunately, he Restore your skills when you arrive, and fight him to the death."

After saying that, close your eyes and sit quietly, and don't talk anymore. The two sat down slumped and leaned close to each other, not to mention talking and discussing, for fear of disturbing their mother. Time slipped away bit by bit in the anxiety of the two. Suddenly Fu Junmao stood up and said in a low voice, "Here he is! He's the only one." The two boys stood up with her. Kou Zhong tremblingly said: "Why don't you just give him the book." Fu Junmai turned around and said severely: "Are you still a person? You can say such things." Xu Ziling said softly, "He's only thinking of his mother!"

Under the bright moonlight, Fu Junxi sighed, and then laughed "puchi" again: "Xiao Zhong, don't blame mother, I'm used to scolding you!" Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were shocked, if Fu Junmao would recognize them as their mothers, they would be overjoyed, but at this moment, they feel inappropriate. Fu Junmao said in a low voice: "No matter what happens, you are not allowed to leave here. Mother will definitely take you away." Yu Wenhuaji's laughter resounded outside the cave and said: "It's really unwise for the girl to expose her life for the sake of these two boys. In these years, the girl pretended to be a palace maid twice and entered the palace to assassinate the Holy Majesty, but we even took the girl's shirt tail. I can't even catch it. I never imagined that because of this ghost book, the girl was forced to show up. If it weren't for the gift of these two boys, I, Yuhuahua and Shichen, would not be able to compete with the girl's lightness."

Kou and Xu looked at each other, it turned out that their mother had entered the palace to assassinate Yang Guang, and made such a great sacrifice for them.Otherwise, how could Yu Wenhuaji catch up with her lightness kung fu that even Yu Wenhuaji felt inferior to. Fu Junmao put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and under the confused moonlight, the treasure looked solemn and said coldly: "Yu Wenhua and you came here alone, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to defeat the sword in my hand?" Yu Wenhuaji smiled and said: "Although the sword in the girl's hand is powerful, but how many catties it weighs, I'm afraid you and I both know it well. If you want to kill me Yu Wenhuaji, you have to do it immediately, otherwise if I let my men chase me, the girl will be killed." It’s a missed opportunity.” Fu Junmao said lightly: "Yu Wenhua and you are so eager to die, I will fulfill your wish!" The figure flashed, and Fu Junmao floated away, and then there was the sound of vigor clashing, which rang out endlessly. The two were so worried that they almost wanted to commit suicide. They probed out, and saw Yu Wenhua and Zhuo standing on a huge rock under the bright moon, while Fu Junmao turned into a ghostly smoke, attacking from all directions, with a sword in his hand. It turned into thousands of shadows, and the mercury poured down the ground and attacked the opponent like a wave. It was a desperate fight. Yu Wenhuaji had a long face with a solemn expression, fisted or grasped or palmed with both hands, sometimes raised his feet and kicked vigorously, coping with Fu Junmao's fierce and inexhaustible offensive like magic.The two can swear that they will never forget his image and appearance in this lifetime. Even though they were separated by seven or eight zhang, the violent whirling caused by the fierce battle still made their skin so painful that it was difficult to open their eyes. The two couldn't bear it anymore and retreated into the stone gap. When I looked out again, the situation changed again. Fu Junmao flew to the sky above Yu Wenhuaji, and his swordsmanship became more vicious, only attacking but not defending, while Yu Wenhuaji only defended but not attacking, obviously at a disadvantage. This time the endurance of the two of them was even worse, they would shrink back after only blinking a few times, their eyes were so painful that tears flowed down. At this moment, Yu Wenhuaji shouted angrily and Fu Junmao groaned from outside. Ignoring the pain in their eyes, the two stretched their heads to look again, and a white shadow floated in front of them in a daze. When they understood something in their hearts, they tightened their belts, lifted them up for Fu Junmei, and went down the mountain again like clouds and fog. The two were ecstatic in their hearts, it turned out that Yu Wenhuaji had once again been repulsed by his incomparably powerful mother. This time, Fu Junmao led them to rush towards the barren mountains without reservation, without saying a word, until dawn, when they came to a valley, and then let the two of them down. When the two got up with sore backs and backs, Fu Junmao fell to the ground, her pretty face was as pale as death, and there was no human breath left. The two of them were out of their wits, threw themselves to her side, and cried out in grief: "Mother, you are hurt." Fu Junmao showed a gentle smile, stretched his arms around the shoulders of the two, hugged them into his arms without avoiding the suspicion of men and women, let their heads rest on his chest, and said lovingly: "My two good children, Fu Junmao, are good!" Listen, Yu Wenhua and Ji have been seriously injured, and must find a place to heal immediately, and within a year or so, there is no way to recover, so mother saved you in the end!" The two yelled together: "Mom, why don't you heal your wounds quickly!" Fu Junmao shook her head sadly and said: "Mother also wished that she would spend more time nurturing you to become talents. Seeing you marry wives and have children, I never thought that Mother always hated the Han people, but when she saw you, she completely forgot the hatred of the country and family, and she willingly recognized you as children. Mother Just now he risked his life to stab Yu Wenhuaji with a sword, but he also punched him with all his strength. His Bingxuan Qi is indeed well-deserved, and Yu Wenhuaji is the most outstanding master in Yuwen Huanxia's family. My mother My life is dead, even if Master Guan comes here, I can't save me. After my mother dies, you can bury me here, my mother likes to be alone, and you don't need to use it to worship in the future." The two couldn't bear it anymore, wept loudly, hugged Fu Junmao desperately, tears soaked her lapel completely. Fu Junmao looked calm, and said softly: "Mother came all the way from Gaoli this time. She was really uneasy and kind. She intended to assassinate Yang Guang and teach him not to use troops against Gaoli in the future. Who knows that there are so many masters in his palace, so he was killed twice. You can only escape by relying on lightness skills. So instead, the treasures obtained from Yang Gong’s treasury were displayed in the rivers and lakes, so as to provoke you Han people to kill each other, but happened to meet you.” At this time, the two only cared about Fu Junmao's life and death, and had no interest in Yang Gong's treasure house. Fu Junmao stroked their hair with pity, and continued: "I went to Yangzhou to look for Shilong, and it was because our eyeliner at Yuwenhuaji knew that Yang Guang sent him to look for Shilong, so I went to find out. Let’s go to my two sweet babies. Okay, mother can’t hold on anymore, I still have a lot to say, but I think of good fortune to trick people, so if I say it, I don’t know. I don’t know if people are particularly savvy before death. I feel that my two sons will not be ordinary people in the future, you must let mother down in such a hurry!" The two looked up sadly, and cried out: "Mother! How can you leave us like this?" Fu Junmao suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, the treasure house is at Yuema Bridge in Kyoto..." The voice suddenly cut off, and Fu Junmao's fragrance disappeared at the same time. In the time of youthful glow, he passed away with his eyes closed. The two hugged the only relative in the world, crying until they passed out. The two of them used Fu Junmao's legacy sword and cut down a tree as a board to make a very simple coffin, and buried Fu Junmao in a sparse forest in the valley, with her sword buried with her. They had a deep attachment to Fu Junmao, and knowing that there was no way to avenge this deep hatred, they were heartbroken and went out of their way, so they lived in the open air next to the grave, and were no longer interested in the outside world, such as fame and fortune. Even Kou Zhong, who loves to talk the most, became taciturn and stopped talking. He made primitive bows and arrows and harpoons, fished in the river or occasionally killed some birds and beasts to satisfy his hunger, and then simply took off his clothes and hid his money. Well, just wear shorts and live a primitive life. Fortunately, it was the turn of spring and summer, and the weather in the south was hot, and the two of them were in good health, so there was no problem of wind and cold. They slept next to the grave at night, and the "Longevity Formula" was pressed under the stone of the grave, and no one was interested in touching it. That night, when Fu Junmao passed on the mental method of their Jiuxuan Kungfu, Yu Wenhuaji came before he explained the method of performing the exercise, so at present they only understand the mental method, the positions of the meridian points and the form of meditation, but how to practice it is a matter of I don't know, plus the heart is ashamed, and there is still the mood of practicing kung fu. Every day is spent in a daze, exposed to the sun and rain, as if ignorant. Because of the heavy rain that night, it was extremely cold, the two of them huddled together, their hearts filled with infinite desolation, thinking of Fu Junmao who was buried beside him, weeping secretly. When it was too cold, Kou Zhong pushed Xu Ziling to sit up, his teeth chattering and said: "If this goes on, we will get sick sooner or later, how can we live up to Mother's expectations of us!" It was the first time they spoke for more than ten days. Xu Ziling finally couldn't resist the cold, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What's your plan?" Kou Zhong smiled wryly, "If we hadn't buried Mother's sword, we could at least build a tree house now." Xu Ziling said: "Even if you freeze to death, don't disturb your mother's peace." Kou Zhong nodded in agreement and said: "Of course it is. If we try to practice the meditation skills taught by our mother, the masters should be invulnerable to cold and heat." Xu Ziling said dejectedly, "How to practice?" Kou Zhong was speechless because of it, stretched out his arms to hold Xu Ziling, and endured it till dawn. When the sun came out, the two returned to life. Unexpectedly, misfortunes never come singly. They had caught all the larger fish in the stream, and the birds and beasts no longer stayed in the valley as if they knew they were dangerous people. , The two finally decided to forage outside the valley. They walked out of the valley with their bows and arrows, and saw wild flowers and luxuriant grasses, low hills and plains, empty fields and silence, and no human traces could be seen as far as the eye could see, and surrounded by mountains with dense green colors, they couldn't help feeling refreshed and feeling heavy in their hearts. The grief has been alleviated a lot. The two searched for traces of prey along the foot of the mountain, and after a while they were lucky enough to kill a wild bird and went back to the valley happily. Due to the hot weather, Xu Ziling soaked in the stream for a while. When he returned to the cemetery, he saw that Kou Zhong had taken out the "Secret of Longevity" from the bottom of the stone and was studying hard, so he couldn't help but glared at him. In the final analysis, if it wasn't for the "Secret of Longevity", Fu Junmai wouldn't have died tragically at the hands of Yu Wenhuaji. Kou Zhong stretched out his hand to beckon him over and said, "Don't annoy me, I'm just obeying my mother's last order and living well. Although these portraits are not magic skills, they are at least a way to prolong life. Although we don't understand these ghostly characters , but at least you can follow the dotted line drawn in the picture to circulate qi, and then practice according to the heart formula and acupoint positions taught by your mother, if you can gain a little, you won't have to freeze to death." When Xu Ziling was about to object, Kou Zhong threw the book across the face with no respect, Xu Ziling naturally followed it, and happened to turn over one of the portraits lying on his back. When I read it before, because I didn't know the relationship between the eight meridians, it seemed like I was looking at something meaningless. When I read it again this time, I immediately understood a lot, and I couldn't move my eyes. Kou Zhong shouted: "The sixth picture is the most useful, it's better not to look at other pictures first." Xu Ziling flipped through the pages, only to realize that he was looking at the last picture, and when he looked at the sixth picture, it seemed that it was not as easy to grasp as the seventh picture, so he ignored Kou Zhong and sat down to look at the last picture . From that day on, apart from hunting and sleeping, the two of them meditated and practiced according to the images, living carefree in the nature, completely living a primitive life. I don't know if the pain in my heart is gradually diminishing due to the relationship of concentration. Consciously or unintentionally, they finally entered the state where all thoughts would be wiped out as required by the Jiuxuan Kungfu.