Chapter 36: Wudang Mountain
"You are Linghu Chong? Linghu Chong of the Huashan School?"
Lu Wushuang rode a little donkey and slowly came to the two of them.
Linghu Chong showed some doubts.
"This is Huashan Linghu Chong, how did the girl know me?"
"Your gentleman sword master saw that you hadn't returned for a long time, so he came down the mountain to look for you. We met you last night."
Linghu Chong was stunned.
"Hey, Linghu Chong, how did you fight with those two people?" Lu Wushuang continued to ask.
"On the way back to Huashan, I met Erniang Ye who robbed someone else's child, so I started fighting, and then I met that South Sea Crocodile God.
Thinking about it, if it wasn't for the help of the young heroes just now, I am afraid that today will be a disaster, by the way, I don't know the names of the two young heroes..."
"My name is Lu Wushuang, and this guy is Yang Guo."
Lu Wushuang first patted his plain chest, then pointed to Yang Guo who had already mounted his horse.
"You are Yang Guo, Yang Shaoxia?" Linghu Chong asked in surprise.
Listening to his tone, Yang Guo's heart trembled slightly, and he hurriedly asked, "You know me?"
"That's not true. It's just that I talked about Yang Shaoxia when I was drinking with an older brother named Ding Dian in Jingmen. I also understand Yang Shaoxia's deeds."
Yang Guo was a little disappointed, nodded and didn't ask further.
Lu Wushuang's spiritual eyes turned, and said with a smirk, "Hey, Yang Guo, what good things have you done before?"
"I didn't do anything good, by the way, Brother Linghu, your master is still looking for you, aren't you in a hurry?"
Hearing this, Linghu Chong's eyebrows also showed anxiety.
"Then I will take my leave first. Next time we meet, I will invite you two to drink."
After finishing speaking, Linghu Chong bowed his hands to Yang Guo and hurried towards Huashan.
"Yang Guo, tell me, how did you meet that Ding Dian?"
"Prefer not to say."
Yang Guo didn't mean to spread the news about his arrest.
Lu Wushuang turned his head away and sighed, "Oh, it's really boring."
"Oh, it's really boring."
"You learn how to speak from me."
"You learn how to speak from me."
"Die Yang Guo."
"Dead Lu Wushuang."
"you..."
"you..."
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In the golden autumn and September, the fragrance of maple red and chrysanthemum.
A teahouse.
Looking at the towering green hills in the distance, Yang Guo touched the letter in his arms and remained silent.
"Yang Guo, why did you come to Wudang Mountain? I asked you all the way, but you just didn't tell me."
"I'm here to deliver a letter, what's there to say?"
"What letter? Take it out and show it to me?"
While speaking, Lu Wushuang stretched out his small fleshy hand to take out the letter from Yang Guo's arms.
Yang Guo easily blocked it with his left arm, picked up the tea and drank lightly.
Lu Wushuang used both hands together, his palms were like flowers, Yang Guo remained calm, waved his left arm to stop them all.
"Why are you so powerful with one hand?"
"It means you still have to practice."
Yang Guo shook his head, put down the teacup, left the copper coins behind, and got up with the bamboo hat.
"You wait for me."
Lu Wushuang grabbed the silver arc knife and hurriedly chased after it.
"Old Huang!"
Yang Guo shouted at the top of his voice.
"Hey hiss..."
Step, step, step...
The yellow horse neighed and ran over, followed by the grunting donkey, Yang Guo stretched out his hand to beckon.
The two rode yellow horses and donkeys, and gradually entered the Wudang Mountains, and then began to hike up the mountain.
"Yang Guo, I heard that Master Zhang of Wudang Mountain is over eighty years old, and he can live much longer than that of Chongyang Master of Quanzhen Sect."
The corner of Yang Guo's mouth twitched, and he said meaningfully, "Not necessarily, Wang Chongyang is quite alive."
"Is that so, Li Mochou said that Wang Chongyang died after only living in his fifties, so it doesn't count as living."
"Well...maybe...Some people seem to be dead, maybe not completely dead yet."
...
The two were talking from time to time, and they had already seen the address of the Wudang faction.
"You two stop, what are you here for?"
A somewhat handsome little boy asked with his hands clasped.
Lu Wushuang looked at Yang Guo.
"I'm going to Yang Guo, come to see Wudang Master Zhang."
"Yang Shaoxia, it's a coincidence that you came here, the old master has recently retreated."
"Qingshu, who are these two?"
Hearing the sound, Yang Guo looked sideways.
A young Taoist who was nearly thirty years old, wearing a black Tai Chi Taoist robe, with a round face, round eyes, and a friendly smile, walked over.
"Sixth Master Uncle, these two are here to find Master."
"You two young heroes, I don't know why you came to find your tutor?" Yin Liting asked with a smile.
"We are here to deliver a letter to Zhang Zhenren!"
Lu Wushuang's mouth was quick and trembled.
Yin Liting looked a little surprised, and sized up Yang Guo and the two of them.
"If it's convenient, can you hand over the letter to me?"
Touching the letter in his arms, Yang Guo murmured, "I don't know when Master Zhang will leave the customs?"
"We don't know about this, Master, the old man, has been in seclusion for more than half a month, and he may leave the seclusion in a few days, or it may take several months.
"
Hearing this, Yang Guo frowned, feeling a little troublesome.
"Sixth Junior Brother, Master asked this Yang Shaoxia to meet him."
At this time, an elderly Taoist came running towards Zixiao Palace.
"Eldest brother, is the master out?" Yin Liting asked in surprise.
Song Yuanqiao shook his head and explained, "No, Master just asked me to take Yang Shaoxia to see him, and didn't explain anything else."
"Then trouble Daxia Song to lead the way."
"Hey, Yang Guo, you're gone, what should I do?"
"You wait for me for a while, I will be back soon."
Song Yuanqiao stopped and said with a gentle smile, "If this girl doesn't dislike her, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com can stay for dinner."
Lu Wushuang rolled his eyes and shouted, "Then Yang Guo, go and come back quickly."
Yang Guo waved his hand and followed Song Yuanqiao to leave.
on the way.
"Yang Shaoxia has traveled all over the world, I don't know where he came from?"
"The junior came from Mount Zhongnan."
Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao paused, looked at Yang Guo, and asked doubtfully, "Is Yang Shaoxia a Quanzhen disciple?"
"The junior is not a Quanzhen disciple."
Hearing Yang Guo's suddenly indifferent tone, Song Yuanqiao restrained himself and didn't ask any more questions.
The two were silent, and came to a stone room in the back mountain.
"Master, Young Master Yang has arrived."
Song Yuanqiao stood outside the stone gate, saluting respectfully.
"Yuanqiao, let's go down first."
An old voice came out, Song Yuanqiao nodded towards Yang Guo, turned and left.
"Little friend Yang, please come in."
Kachichi...
The stone door opened slowly, and Yang Guo strode in.
As far as the eye can see, there is only one small window in the stone room that casts a warm light, and the rest of the place is extremely dark.
In the light and darkness, two Taoists are playing chess.
One person holds a white son, with white beard and hair, dressed in a white Taoist robe, barefoot, leaning on a mat, picking his nose and feet from time to time, his appearance is sloppy, but he has a somewhat comfortable mood.
The other person holds Heizi, about forty years old, elegant in appearance, thin in stature, with a beard under his chin, and a straight sitting posture, giving people a sense of immortality.
Zhang Sanfeng glanced at the chess game, rolled his eyes, fluttered his sleeves, stood up and stretched himself, and shouted: "No more playing, no more playing."
"Brother Zhang Dao, how many times is this your first time?"
"Ahem, Xiaoyou Yang is here, why don't you let Xiaoyou Yang and Daoist Wang continue."