Chapter 41: The Great Wisdom Is Foolish
"Brother Yang, what's wrong with you? The banquet is about to start, why are you standing there stupidly?"
A beggar gang disciple named Wang Shisan asked doubtfully,
"It's nothing, I just saw a few old friends."
"Old people? Brother Yang, do you mean Daoist Hao from the Quanzhen Sect, or Song Daxia from the Wudang Sect, which one do you know, tell us about it."
Yang Guo regained his composure, "We've met each other before, but we're not familiar with each other. I'm sorry to disappoint you."
After the words closed, Yang Guo sat down, lowered his head and closed his eyes, tapped his slender fingers on the table from time to time, without saying a word.
Seeing Yang Guo like this, Wang Shisan and the others didn't want to make fun of themselves and gave up talking.
Night fell.
The aroma of wine and vegetables wafted from Lujiazhuang, and the index finger of the person who hooked it moved.
After dealing with two mouthfuls, Yang Guo left without making a sound.
He didn't want to sleep in the Datong bunk with a dozen beggars later.
It is also a good choice to use the sky as the quilt and the ground as the seat.
On the way Yang Guo also saw groups of Beggar Clan disciples satiated, found a corner, huddled together, fell asleep with sticks in their arms.
Obviously, there are many people who don't want to sleep in Chase bunks.
Walking out of Lujiazhuang, Yang Guo walked a few long distances into the mountains, walked along the river for a while, and stopped when he saw the small lake where he was parted from Lao Huang.
Not for a while.
"Hey hiss..."
The yellow horse walked over slowly, Yang Guo smiled and rubbed the brown hair on its neck, took off the cowhide bag from the horse's belly, glanced at the surrounding forest from the corner of his eyes.
"Old Huang, go and play by yourself."
The voice just fell.
Yang Guo tapped the ground with his toes, jumped up and landed on a thick evergreen tree.
Leaning on the branch, looking at the bright moon in the distance, Yang Guo removed the plug and drank the wine.
"Huh... it tastes good, would you like to drink some?"
"No, my wine is not finished."
Yang Guoran didn't ask any further questions, he rested his head on his arm, closed his eyes slightly, and watched Qingyue drinking from time to time.
There was a silence.
"This friend, you can see the disciples of the Emei Sect."
Yang Guo yawned, and asked lazily, "I didn't see it, why, you have a grudge against Miejue Shitai?"
"I don't have a grudge against her, she has a grudge against me."
"That's interesting. It's late at night, so let's stop talking."
Yang Guo closed his eyes and pretended to fall asleep, he circulated his internal energy, and he continued to exercise it.
Nothing to say all night.
The golden red morning sun penetrated through the layers of leaves and fell on the cheeks, warm and comfortable.
Breathing out a foul breath, Yang Guo fell lightly.
With a flash of thought, I practiced a set of bone-forging exercises in the Book of Changes to strengthen my essence and strengthen my body.
After half a stick of incense.
Yang Guo walked towards Lu's Village without haste, had breakfast, waited until evening and returned to the tree.
Several days passed like this.
It has been a long time since Xiaolongnu appeared, Yang Guo frowned, his demeanor became more and more serious, anyone could see that he was in a bad mood.
at night.
Under the evergreen tree.
Yang Guo sat on the green grass, looking up at the stars and the moon.
"Why aren't you practicing tonight?"
A playful voice came from above Yang Guo's head.
"I'm not in the mood, and... I saw the Juejue Shitai of the Emei Sect today."
clatter——
With the sound of fluttering clothes, a handsome man in his thirties, dressed in a white gown and dressed as a scholar, appeared beside Yang Guo.
"Do you know how many disciples Master Miejue brought here?"
"I don't know. If you want to know, why don't you go and see for yourself?"
Yang Guo shook his head, and straightly stretched his arms, his whole body was in the shape of a big character, lying flat on the lush grass, revealing a kind of laziness.
"..."
After a while of silence, the man drank the wine, looked a little lonely, and disappeared into the dense forest.
After midnight.
In the depths of Lujiazhuang, in a luxurious guest house.
A tall man wearing a white brocade inner shirt, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of righteousness, looked calm and majestic, paced around the courtyard from time to time, frowning.
"Brother Jing, it's so late at night, why don't you fall asleep?"
A beautiful young woman with fair complexion, peach blossom face, and spring-like almond eyes walked out of the guest room.
She put the fluffy fur coat in her hand on the shoulders of the tall man in the courtyard.
Guo Jing, who was already sitting on the stone bench, held down the plain hand on his shoulder, looked back at his first-haired wife, and his eyebrows relaxed a little.
"Rong'er, the hero conference will be held tomorrow, but I'm still a little uneasy. Have you received any news?"
Huang Rong remained silent, showing some sadness.
Dashengguan seems to be peaceful and happy recently.
But under this calm, there is a dark tide.
Huang Rong successively got many traces of the demon cultists from the disciples of the beggar gang.
Skyhawk Sect, Sun Moon God Sect, Blood Knife Sect, Xingxiu Sect...
The emergence of heretic and crooked forces made the self-proclaimed wise Huang Rong feel uneasy.
The Gang of Beggars is now clearly the largest gang in the world, with strong strength.
There are many disciples, but a tiger is no match for a pack of wolves, Huang Rong also has no idea.
She... was mainly afraid that something would happen to her elder brother Jing.
Huang Rong calmed down quickly, and said with a relaxed smile:
"Brother Jing, don't worry, there are many masters attending this hero meeting.
If something happens in the middle.
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Guo Jing nodded, stood up, put the fur coat on Huang Rong, and looked at her with concern:
"Ronger, how are you feeling recently? I see that you have been working hard recently, and your complexion is not very good. Are you uncomfortable?"
Hearing this, Huang Rong's eyebrows were affectionate, and she comforted her with a smile:
"I don't feel any discomfort, and tomorrow I will pass on the position of Clan Leader to Elder Lu, so that I don't have to worry about those miscellaneous things of the Beggar Clan, and I can spend less effort."
Guo Jing felt a little more at ease when he heard that, and his thoughts jumped, he suddenly asked, "By the way, Rong'er, do you know when Chief Qiao will come to Dashengguan?"
Huang Rong's eyes were full of thought, she pondered for a while, and said slowly:
"Since Leader Qiao left Xiangyang, he went to contact the brothers of the Beggars' Sect who are at the helm in various parts of the north.
I haven't heard from him all this time, but I think that Qiao's gang leader is very skilled in martial arts, so there shouldn't be anything wrong. "
Hearing this, Guo Jing also agreed.
He was nearly ten years older than Qiao Feng, and when he sparred with Qiao Feng half a year ago, the two had a tie.
Although Guo Jing himself didn't exert all his strength, he also knew that Qiao Feng was also exerting his strength, but he didn't know how much he had gained.
Guo Jing still wouldn't doubt Qiao Feng's martial arts.
"Brother Jing, it's late at night, let's go to rest first, there are so many things to deal with tomorrow, so don't lose your energy then."
Saying this, Huang Rong's pretty cheeks, which were moist like ripe peaches, were already showing a little tiredness.
Guo Jing put away his thoughts and smiled innocently, "What Rong'er said is that it's useless for me, a fool, to think so much. It's better to keep things unchanged."
"Brother Jing, you are not stupid, you are so wise and foolish."