Smiling Proud Wanderer Chapter 47: Tea House (1)

As the saying goes, "No food, no words, no words." Although the Huashan School is a Taoist school, Yue Buqun has always respected Confucianism. The disciples might be more casual on weekdays, but when it was time to eat, they all fell silent, and no one said a word.

At this time, the rain outside is getting heavier. Hit on the roof with a popping noise. The entire sky is also more gloomy, and the teahouse is completely dark. Gradually, everyone fell into silence, only the sound of everyone eating.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed, followed by a thunderbolt, and the door was suddenly opened. Everyone was shocked and looked up, but saw a storyteller walking in.

The storyteller looks like he is in his fifties, with a sloppy face and a long turquoise bamboo pole in his hand. As soon as he came in, he saw everyone staring at him, couldn't help but smiled awkwardly, and quickly closed the door, found a corner and squatted down.

"The **** rain, I don't know when it will stop. What if tomorrow's party is delayed." At this moment, a blind man said. The man screamed in black, and there were two people sitting beside him, dressed in the same manner as him. It's just that one has a gray beard, while the other is very young.

"What else? Even if it's raining, I still have to go. This grand event is rare even for decades. If you miss it, it will be broken." The gray beard sighed. Replied. When he came here, he stood up abruptly, shook his head, and said to the storyteller who had just come in: "Old man, you can tell us a paragraph too. Anyway, I'm idle, let everyone have a good time." As he said, a small ingot of silver was thrown over.

The storyteller flashed a smile on the face of the thrown silver, and hurriedly stuffed it into his arms. Immediately afterwards, he straightened up and stood up, no sloppy expression on his body anymore, as if he had completely changed.

Mr. Storyteller walked to the middle of the teahouse, bowed to everyone, and said: "Okay, even so, I will give you the last paragraph."

"In recent years, the rivers and lakes have been much calmer, but it was not like that more than ten years ago. The original martial arts people lived a precarious life. The reason is nothing more than the Five Mountains Sword Sect and The battle between demons."

The people sitting there are many years old, except for the disciples of Huashan School like Yue Feng, almost all of them have deep memories of the events of that period. And the few words of this storyteller drew everyone's minds, and all of them couldn't help showing an expression of sadness.

"To say that the chaos that year had a great impact. The entire rivers and lakes, except for the fact that Shaolin Wudang was able to get involved, was a catastrophe for other schools."

Then the storyteller started from the mysterious disappearance of Woxing, the former teaching director of the Sun Moon God Sect, the undefeated Dongfang took over as the leader, to the corner between the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Demon Sect, and talked about the Battle of Songshan. The tone was fluttering and frustrating, giving people an immersive feeling. Everyone in the teahouse shouldn't applaud, and listened earnestly. He said this for more than half an hour, and the rain outside gradually stopped. It's just that everyone was immersed in the story he told, except for chatting about a few people who left, the rest of them still stayed there.

"Speaking of the East’s undefeated losing streak, Hengshan, Taishan, and Hengshan took over as the heads, and then even the left head of the Songshan faction was no match for defeat. At this point, the Five Mountains Sword faction is about to be completely destroyed. At this moment, Mr. Yue of the Huashan School finally stood up. This Mr. Yue is the head of the Huashan School today, and his martial arts skills are unpredictable throughout his life. Although he is the same as my storyteller, he cannot be the same. Language."

"Old man, hurry up and talk about it, don't talk about this mess." A short, fat man stood up and shouted.

At this time, everyone had already listened in a trance, and the content of the story had reached a climax. But the storyteller was not in a hurry. He deliberately lost everyone’s appetite and said: “Mr. Yue’s martial arts is unpredictable, and the Zixia magical skill has reached an unprecedented level. It is said that he has already been sent to the head of Huashan. Above it, it just happens to be the undefeated opponent of the East. A big battle between the two can be said to be big and dark. Look at the officials, what are you doing in the end."

"Well, of course, head Yue won." Lu Hou'er suddenly shouted. He kept listening to this storyteller telling stories, and gradually even forgot to eat the wontons in the bowl. In addition, he respected Yue Buqun as a **** in the daytime, and he blurted out without thinking about it.

As soon as his words fell, except for a few people, and the disciples of the Huashan School, they all looked at him with strange expressions, and when they came to Yue Feng, they also gave him a blank look.

Lu Houer knew that he was wrong, but he knew what was wrong. These disciples on Mount Hua rarely go down the mountain during the day. In addition, the place in Huayin County is already remote, and the news is not very well-informed. Naturally, they don't have a deep understanding of this matter. Moreover, Yue Buqun has never told his disciples about the original battle. All Lu Hou'er took it for granted that Yue Buqun would not lose, and continued: "Mr. Yue is known as the number one master of the Five Sacred Mountains. His martial arts skills are natural. It won't be bad, how can you lose. Even if the East is undefeated..." At this point, Lu Hou'er found out something was wrong, and stopped quickly.

The storyteller saw Lu Hou'er standing there with a flushed face, and quickly interrupted: "The little brother is not bad. Mr. Yue's martial arts is indeed extremely powerful, with the reputation of being the number one master of the Five Mountains. But that Dongfang is not. Lost, how weak is it. A big battle between the two can be said to be big and dim." Then the storyteller became more and more vigorous as he talked about it, and said all the tricks in the battle gently, as if he were all I have seen it with my own eyes.

"Brother, daddy is really as powerful as he said? Even the mountain can collapse when he swipes it out? Magic luck, the whole Songshan is full of purple clouds?" At this moment, Yue Lingshan whispered Asked.

"Don’t listen to his nonsense, this man’s words are completely nonsense. However, what he said is basically not bad. The battle at the beginning was indeed very tragic. But my father was seriously injured. Occasionally speaking, they are still lingering, we listened carefully." Yue Feng shook his head and replied in a low voice.

"Mr. Yue fought the Dongfang Undefeated for more than three hours. The two fought to cut the peak of Songshan by more than three feet. Although Mr. Yue's martial arts is high, he has a strong middle player. Next to the mountain is a high mountain. In the end, it was still a defeat. However, he eventually wounded the Invincible Dongfang with the help of the Zixia magical power, and thus dispelled the invincibility of the Dongfang in annihilating the Five Mountains Sword Sect."

At this moment, everyone was fascinated by it. After a long time, a young man opened his mouth and said: "Is this Dongfang undefeated, really so powerful? Even Mr. Yue is not an opponent?"

"Of course. I remember that when the two were fighting, Mr. Yue couldn't admit it. At that time, the Shaolin Daoist Chongxu was a guest in Shaolin. Hearing that the magic sect was coming to attack, the more Master Fangzheng came to help, just watched After this battle, Qi Qi also said that Dongfang Undefeated is the number one master in the world, and praised Mr. Yue as the number one person in the Five Mountains." Mr. Storyteller said again.

A young man nodded as if he didn’t understand, and said, “Master Fang Zheng and Dao Master Chongxu are both seniors, and the Shaolin Wudang Sects are even Taishan Beidou in the world. Wrong. However, no matter how high this undefeated martial arts in the East is, it has been invincible since ancient times. He has not been repelled yet, and he has shrunk on the black wood cliff and dare not come out for nearly ten years."

"Huh, Shaolin's Fangzheng and Taishan's Chongxu are not good things either. They may not have any good intentions when they say this." At this moment, the chunky man forward interjected.

As soon as he finished his words, everyone's face changed color, and all of them avoided him.

At that time, although the prestige of the Eastern Undefeated was great, the rivers and lakes had been peaceful for a long time. There was a site of the Hengshan School here, and everyone was naturally not afraid, and dared to say something he wanted to gossip. However, few people dare to talk about the gossip of the two martial arts of Shaolin and Wudang.

Seeing that everyone is full of this expression, the short and fat man showed a trace of unwillingness on his face, and said again: "This Five Sacred Sword Sect has fought against the Demon Sect for several years, and I haven't seen Shaolin and Wudang intervene. And Shaolin is located in Mount Song. Nearby, it only takes half an hour to reach. The decisive battle of the Songshan faction lasted for a whole day. Why did they come just when the left leader was defeated? I think they are planning to fish in troubled waters and let the people of the Five Mountains owe it. They are in love. As a result, Mr. Yue suddenly broke out, but stealing chickens will not lose money. As for the last words, it is clear that they added fire to the contradiction between the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Demon Sect."

Although the Wuyue Sword Sect and Shaolin and Wudang are both known as decent sects, their relationship is not very friendly. It's not that everyone has thought about what Humpty Dumpty said, but few people dared to say it. As soon as he said this, everyone was silent, afraid to answer a word. Some people even secretly regret that they shouldn't hear this. Some even got up unceremoniously and walked outside.

Even Yue Feng on one side secretly glanced at his mouth, so it is a wonder that a person who likes to talk can still live in the rivers and lakes like this. But even though he thought so, his face didn't show any signs of it. Seeing his expression, the Huashan faction had all kinds of questions in their hearts, but they did not dare to discuss it at this time. They had to sit down and talk to the short fat man.

"Hehe, what this brother said may be reasonable, but we are all ordinary people, so you don't have to think about the thoughts of those masters." It was the storyteller who interposed. Seeing that the scene was a little bit deserted, he quickly interrupted: "Well, let me tell you another paragraph, that is, the death of Tian Boguang."

"Stop it, let me say it." The short fat man didn't know it. Seeing some people leave, he even felt a little anxious. He hurriedly continued: "Tian Boguang's dead guy has known for a long time. I’m telling you a secret story about the reason why Liu Sanye’s golden basin washes his hands."

The people in the teahouse were finally relieved when they heard that the short fat man stopped talking about Shaolin and Wudang. Although the Hengshan School is strong, it is far from being compared with Shaolin Wudang after all, let alone Liu Zhengfeng is not the head. In addition, the reputation of Hengshan faction in the arena has always been good, and it has never bullied the soft and feared the hard. Liu Zhengfeng's gossip naturally aroused everyone's mind, not to mention that these people also came to wash their hands to participate in Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin.

The news of Tian Boguang's death has already been known to everyone, and it is naturally not as attractive as Liu Zhengfeng's request for a golden basin to wash his hands.

(Recently, school courses are busy, and two chapters a day feel a little overwhelming. At the same time, many book friends have reported that the quality of the novel has declined. Therefore, starting tomorrow, it will only be restored to the original one chapter a day. However, in terms of content, It will change from two thousand words to three thousand words, I hope everyone will forgive me.)