The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 92 Goodbye Wen Biao (Second update! Please subscribe!)
After a stick of incense, Feng Ji returned to the inn.

He carried a lot of dry food and two bottles of sorghum wine in his hand.

As soon as he entered the room, he smiled and said, "Brother Hong, it's rare that we don't have to take the bumpy boat today, let's have a good drink."

There was already a lot of food and wine on the table, Hong Yihu helped Feng Ji take off the dry food, and said, "Brother, sit down quickly, I have something to tell you."

Feng Ji was surprised and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"You weren't here just now, I saw two young boys who can punch hard monkeys!"

"And one of them threatened that his master is Wen Biao!"

"Do you think it's strange?"

"Obviously everyone in the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau said that Master Wen had been murdered by a traitor, and his own brother said so, why did those two young men worship Wen Biao as a teacher?"

Feng Ji poured a glass of wine for Hong Yihu, and poured a glass for himself.

The two touched each other lightly, Feng Ji took a sip and said, "Could it be the apprentice that Master Wen Biao took in Shaoxing in the early years?"

Hong Yihu immediately shook his head: "No, that young man's Hard Monkey Fist is obviously just a beginner's practice, and it is absolutely impossible to learn it in his early years."

Feng Ji took a bite of the meat and analyzed, "What do you mean?"

"I suspect that Master Wenbiao is still alive!"

Hong Yihu looked excited, and said: "No, Master Wen Biao was kind to me back then, I must find him, so I will go to the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau again and ask the people in the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau in detail!"

Feng Ji didn't answer, he ate the food and wine bite by bite, and then spoke after a while.

"Brother Hong, have you ever thought that if Master Wen Biao is really still alive, why wouldn't the people in the Zhenyuan Escort know about it?"

Hong Yihu was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and said, "Could it be that Master Wen Biao doesn't want to get involved in Jianghu anymore?"

Feng Ji just smiled when he heard the words, and said meaningfully: "If you are Master Wen Biao, if you want to go back to hiding, you will pass on your Hard Monkey Fist to others at will?"

"Furthermore, even if you go into seclusion, you won't even tell your own brother?"

"Guiyin is not a monk. You must cut off love and love. I think there is something hidden in this matter."

Hong Yihu's expression changed slightly: "My dear brother, what do you mean...?"

Feng Ji shook his head, and said: "There are two situations. One is that Master Wen Biao really went into seclusion, and even the people from the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau helped to hide it, deliberately not telling you."

"Another situation is that Master Wen Biao is retiring, but the people in the Zhenyuan Escort think Master Wen Biao is dead."

"What kind of situation will it be?" Hong Yihu frowned.

Feng Ji smiled: "No matter what the situation is, you shouldn't ask someone from the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau."

"In the first case, they knew that Master Wen Biao had gone into hiding. They didn't tell you the first time you went there, and it's impossible for them to tell you if you go now."

"As for the second case, hehe... that would be interesting."

Hong Yihu's mind changed sharply, he was not dull, it was just that he was too anxious just now.

At this time, Feng Ji awakened him, and he immediately reacted.

"You mean, Master Wen Biao returned to seclusion, but he didn't tell the people in the Zhenyuan Escort. I'm afraid there is some rift between them?"

Feng Ji smiled: "What is it that makes a person hide even his own brother?"

Hong Yihu's face darkened slightly: "You're right, you can't ask the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau."

"If you want to know the situation of Master Wen Biao, you can go directly to Master Wen Biao and talk to him face to face, so you will know?" Feng Ji smiled.

Hong Yihu couldn't help but his expression changed: "Good idea, but...would it be too abrupt?"

"It's a bit abrupt when an old friend comes to visit, but it's also out of good intentions, isn't it?"

"If Master Wenbiao really encounters difficulties, we can also do our part, can't we?"

Feng Ji's words made Hong Yihu nod repeatedly.

"Your brother is right. In this case, you can eat first, brother. I will go and find those two young people."

As he said that, he was about to get up and look for someone.

Feng Ji laughed and pulled him back: "Brother Hong, don't worry, why should we look for it by ourselves? There are a lot of people in Shaoxing, where can you find it?"

"Left and right are just spending some money. Wouldn't it be better to let local snakes find them?"

Hong Yihu also laughed: "I'm used to being alone, so I didn't expect this."

At that moment, Feng Ji called the waiter in the shop, spent some money, and asked him to be responsible for finding someone.

According to Hong Yihu's description, these two people were dressed like children of wealthy families, so it was not difficult to find them.

After the two of them finished their meal, the waiter brought back the news.

"Two guests, found."

"Where is it?" Hong Yihu asked hastily.

The shop clerk smiled and said, "At Bixi, they are buying gifts, and they are looking for someone to help carry them."

"Let your people show us the way, the money is yours." Feng Ji threw out another piece of silver.

The waiter in the shop was overjoyed and bowed down again and again to express his thanks.

The two got up immediately, Hong Yihu saw Feng Ji was empty-handed, and couldn't help asking: "You didn't bring your luggage?"

Feng Ji glanced at the big box on the bed, and smiled casually: "I don't bring it, and I don't need it here."

When the two of them came to the first floor, they saw that the assistant of the waiter in the shop was actually a child in his teens.

The child had bare feet, muddy legs, bright eyes, and a sly gleam.

"Er Zhuzi, take the two distinguished guests to find someone."

"understood."

The child called Erzhuzi nodded, glanced at Feng Ji and Hong Yihu, and said, "You two masters, come with me, they are still at Bixi, I heard they want to buy a teacher's ceremony."

Feng Ji and Hong Yihu couldn't help looking at each other.

They all feel strange, aren't those two teenagers Wen Biao's apprentices?

Why do you want to apprentice again?
The two remained silent, and followed the child all the way towards Bixi.

Not long after, I saw two young men, one tall and one short, shouting to a group of people not far ahead.

Those people carried gift boxes, led chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, and carried fruits, and followed the two on the mountain road.

"Is it the two of them?"

Erzhuzi turned his head and asked.

Hong Yihu nodded: "It's them, brother, let's follow."

Feng Ji nodded, dropped a few copper coins casually, and said, "You are rewarded."

Erzhuzi was overjoyed immediately, and hurriedly said: "Thank you two masters."

Feng Ji ignored them, and he and Hong Yihu quickly chased after those people.

The mountain road is flat and not rugged. Along the mountain road, there are still many villagers setting up stalls to buy and sell.

It looks like this mountain road is like a small market.

The two young people led the group of people with great fanfare, all the way through the mountain road, and came to the foot of the mountain, but saw a huge lake.

The mountains and clear waters are beautiful, and the reeds and birds by the lake are so beautiful.

A wooden house stands by the lake, and there are some wooden stakes for practicing exercises in the courtyard.

When a group of people came to the courtyard, two young people shouted excitedly: "Come, come, put everything in the courtyard."

"Thank you for your hard work, come here to get the money, get the money."

After a while, the two dismissed the crowd.

The noisy movement here also disturbed the people in the house.

But saw the wooden door open, and a beautiful girl came out.

The girl was braided, with a surprised face, and shouted: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Immediately the two youths smiled playfully, bowed and shouted at the same time: "Worship—teacher—!"

"Ah? Then... what are these?" The girl asked in amazement, pointing to chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep.

"A teacher's gift!" The two shouted in unison.

The girl looked at the presents all over the yard, and then at the expressions of the two of them. She seemed to be stunned, and she couldn't help showing a smug look on her face.

"Oh, do you want me to be your teacher?"

The two young people glanced at each other immediately, and couldn't help muttering at the same time.

"You are still far from..."

The girl was furious and was about to say something.

But seeing a short middle-aged man walking out of the room, he said in a deep voice, "Xiao Min, ignore them and come back."

"You know them?"

This short middle-aged man is none other than Wen Biao, the master of Hard Monkey Fist!

Upon hearing this, the girl quickly said, "I just met them once at the market."

"Are you showing off your kung fu outside again?"

"No, Dad."

At this time, two young men outside the door kept knocking on the door, making a lot of noise.

Wen Biao said lightly, "Don't bother with them."

But at this moment, I heard an angry laughter from outside: "Master Wenbiao, even we don't care?"

When Wen Biao heard this, he immediately showed surprise, put down his teacup quickly, and walked to the door quickly.

The door opened, only to see two people standing outside the yard.

One person is tall and majestic, more than eight feet tall, handsome in appearance, young, but with a calmness that does not match his age!

"Master Feng!" Wen Biao shouted in surprise.

Feng Ji laughed loudly: "Master Wenbiao, we meet again."

But at this moment, Hong Yihu laughed loudly: "Master Wenbiao, why do you only know my brother, but not me?"

"Hong Yihu! Why are you?"

A smile appeared on Wen Biao's face.

In the yard, the short young man and the tall young man were greatly surprised and annoyed.

The short young man shouted: "Okay, you two follow us!"

The tall young man also quickly yelled: "Master Wenbiao, let's come to apprentice first!"

"That's right, Master Wenbiao, you can't accept them. We bought these gifts."

The two thought that Feng Ji and Hong Yihu were also here to learn from a teacher, and they were very nervous for a while.

Wen Biao ignored the two of them at all, but walked out of the room with a big smile, and shouted: "I never thought that the old monkey would see two old friends in this life. Please, please!"

"Xiao Min, bring the wine."

"Yes, Dad!" Xiao Min immediately beamed with joy, she hadn't seen her adoptive father smile so happily for a long time.

In my heart, I couldn't help being curious about the visitor.

Especially for Feng Ji who is next to Hong Yihu. He is obviously the same size as him, but his foster father seems to respect him very much.

Wen Biao led Feng Ji and Hong Yihu into the house.

The short young man and the tall young man also wanted to follow, but were stopped by Wen Biao.

"I'll talk about the two of you later, Xiao Min, take them out first."

Xiao Min put down the wine jar and shouted: "Yes, dad. Hey, you two come with me, don't interfere with my dad chatting with friends."

The two wanted to say something, but the door slammed shut by Xiao Min.

The two had no choice but to follow Xiaomin back to the yard.

At this moment in the room, Feng Ji, Hong Yihu, and Wen Biao were seated.

Hong Yihu was impatient and couldn't help asking first: "Master Wen Biao, why did you come here? There are rumors outside that you were murdered by a villain. What's going on?"

Hearing this, Wen Biao sighed, poured a bowl of wine for the two of them, and drank a bowl himself.

"This matter... it's a long story."

(End of this chapter)