PFC Chapter 113: Seven Heroes Town in Guanzhong
Chapter 113: Seven Heroes Town in Guanzhong
Not long after Yang and Long left, Zhou Botong walked out of the hut again.
Seeing their disappearing backs, Zhou Botong sat down on the ground, chewing the grass roots in his mouth from time to time.
"It's better for the little girl Xiao Longnu, who knows that my old urchin likes to play, and taught me the art of beekeeping, unlike Yang Guo, who only cheats my old urchin."
As Zhou Botong said, the Baihua Valley was empty in front of him, but there was a bit of loneliness in his brows.
Just seeing a few bees buzzing towards the flowers, they shouted again, took out the jade bee jelly in their bosom, and chased after them.
Emotions come and go quickly.
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It was freezing cold outside Baihua Valley, and the wind was blowing.
On the yellow-brown horse, the little dragon girl in a snow-white lotus coat was sitting in front, held in Yang Guo's warm arms, but she couldn't feel the slightest cold.
Looking at the white snow field, Yang Guo's eyes danced with thoughts.
He didn't know where he was now, so he thought about finding someone to ask for directions.
After seeing two figures walking side by side on the road ahead, he quickly galloped over.
"You two... do you know... you are Lu Wushuang?"
Seeing that woman in a white dress with a somewhat familiar back,
Yang Guo showed some astonishment, and called out her name suspiciously.
Hearing someone calling his name, Lu Wushuang turned around, and was surprised to see that familiar handsome face.
She still remembers that day when Yang Guo captured Li Mochou at the inn.
At that time, if the monk hadn't stopped her, she would probably have taken revenge.
"Senior Brother Yang, this is..."
"This is my master, and also my unmarried wife." Yang Guo said bluntly.
But Lu Wushuang knew long ago that there was no accident at this time, so he bent down and cupped his hands and said, "I have seen Master Uncle."
On the contrary, the eyes of the woman in green shirt next to her showed some surprise.
"After a while, why did this girl call me Shishu..." Xiao Longnu questioned.
"The one in white is Li Mochou's apprentice, Lu Wushuang. As for this..."
Looking at the one in front of him, it should be wearing a human skin mask.
Wearing a green shirt, tall and tall, with a gentle temperament, Yang Guo had a guess in his mind.
"The little girl's surname is Cheng, she is from Jiaxing, and her teacher is..."
"My cousin's boudoir name is Cheng Ying, and she is the last disciple of Dongxie on Peach Blossom Island."
Before Cheng Ying finished speaking, the outspoken Lu Wushuang immediately revealed Cheng Ying's identity.
But it made Cheng Ying feel helpless towards her cousin.
heard.
Xiao Longnv nodded slightly, and asked with some doubts: "Guo'er, the Jiaxing that Miss Cheng mentioned, is it your hometown Jiaxing?"
Holding Xiaolongnv's slightly cool catkin, Yang Guo smiled and said:
"It's that Jiaxing. Speaking of which, Guo'er had a life-long friendship with them when he was a child, so he can be regarded as a half-acquaintance."
Hearing this, Cheng Ying was slightly taken aback, raised her eyes, and looked at Yang Guo's eyebrows.
As the memory became clearer, Cheng Ying felt a little excited in his heart.
She was very grateful to Yang Guo for helping him back then, and immediately replied:
"It turns out that Engong was Fu Shaoxia back then. Cheng Ying thanked Engong for saving his life."
At this time Lu Wushuang also reacted, recognized Yang Guo, and sighed:
"No wonder I felt so familiar with Senior Brother Yang when I first met him. It turned out to be fate."
talking.
The two were about to kneel down and salute, but Yang Guo hurriedly held their arms.
"Stop kneeling, I can't bear it, and Miss Lu just call me Yang Guo, and Miss Cheng too."
"It's impolite and disrespectful to call your benefactor by his first name. The little girl and her cousin should call her benefactor, Big Brother Yang." Cheng Ying thought for a while and replied.
"It's okay, I'm older, you won't suffer if you shout like that..." Then Yang Guo asked again: "By the way, do you know which direction Qixia Town is."
"Brother Yang, are you going to Qixia Town too?" Lu Wushuang asked in surprise.
"Why, what happened in Qixia Town? Are you going too?"
Lu Wushuang shook his head and said, "That's not true. Brother Yang, do you still remember the Qingcheng sect Taoist who drank with Brother Yang that day?"
"You mean... Wang Zizai?"
Lu Wushuang nodded, with a little irritability in his tone, "That guy was detained for eating the king's meal, I received a letter a few days ago, and he asked me to bring money to rescue him.
My cousin was worried that I would be in danger, so she came with me. "
heard.
Yang Guo's mouth twitched.
I sighed in my heart: Is this Wang Zizai a serious Taoist priest?
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Three days later.
On the outskirts of Weinan, Qixia Town.
As the sun sets, the bright afterglow falls on the sparkling river in the town, giving off a little bit of intoxicating golden light.
"Hey-"
The yellow-brown horse let out a loud cry, exhaled a breath of white air, and shook its head from time to time.
Yang Guo, who was holding Xiaolongnv's delicate body on horseback, looked at the bustling street ahead, showing a bit of a smile:
"Auntie, we're here."
Xiao Longnv looked back, looked at Yang Guo's tired face, and said distressedly, "Guo'er hasn't closed his eyes for the past few days and nights, let's rest for a night later."
"Guo'er rests with aunt."
"Well, together."
Lu Wushuang looked at Yang and Long who were glued together, and sighed, "Cousin, Brother Yang and Sister Long are so affectionate."
Cheng Ying looked sideways, and nodded incredulously.
"Hey, hey, horse riding is not allowed in the town, come down quickly!"
A small town policeman dressed in black and with a long knife hanging from his waist rushed forward with light kung fu.
When Yang Guo and the others heard this, they got off their horses.
"I thought you were the first offender, let's forget it this time, if there is another time, I will never let you down lightly."
Looking at the beautiful female police officer in her 20s, Yang Guo clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, my lord, for being lenient."
The policeman waved his hands, moved his body, and disappeared into the crowd, continuing to patrol the street.
Then Yang Guo and the others questioned a few passers-by, and finally came to the Tongfu Inn.
Looking at it with a glance, the inn in front of him should be a few years old, and it feels a little dilapidated.
As soon as the four entered the inn, a figure greeted them.
"Are you going to be a top student or staying in a hotel?"
The voice was lazy, as if he hadn't slept enough.
Holding the sword in his arms, Lu Wushuang snorted coldly: "You are very happy to be the second child, it seems that this girl is unnecessary."
"Miss Lu... You're finally here. Have you brought any money? Xiaodao wants to go back to Mount Qingcheng."
Lu Wushuang's eyebrows were throbbing with veins, "Who are you? Is this girl familiar with you? Hurry up, we have to stay at the hotel."
Seeing this, Yang Guo smiled, "Wang Daoist, why don't you give us a room first?"
"Lady Yang, you're here too..."
"Xiao Wang, are these your friends?"
Suddenly, a hand wrapped around Wang Zizai's shoulder, and a man in his 30s, with a fair face and a jade-like face appeared in the sight of several people.
Yang Guo looked at this face, slightly surprised, a person flashed in the vague memory of his previous life, and suddenly he couldn't help but laugh.