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Chapter 33 Oak Leaf
Zhong Qianyao tossed and turned in the room and couldn't sleep. She had a habit of practicing at night, and no one dared to step into her courtyard. Today, she sweated and took off her outer shirt. The courtyard where no one had ever entered suddenly broke into someone, scaring her. Zhong Qianyao hid quickly, but the person who came was the head of Wudang who hurt her cousin Su Hong and was seriously injured by several people's cooperation.

The head of Wudang is also interesting, after drinking the tea he poured, he found the rouge on the rim of the cup and then pretended to be prudish, finally got the head of Wudang to leave, he really caught a cold, he couldn't sleep when he went to bed, upset At the same time, the hateful voice of the head of Wudang came from outside again.

Zhong Qianyao was angered by Wen Tao twice tonight. She put on her clothes and wanted to teach this ignorant person a lesson, but suddenly heard a singing voice from outside the door, it was the voice of the head of Wudang: "The end of the world is Wind and sand, Hongchen's name is care..." Zhong Qianyao was attracted by this melody that she had never heard before, and what fascinated Zhong Qianyao the most was the lyrics. At that moment, Zhong Qianyao's heart was stirred like a piano string.

"Is this the lyrics he wrote for me?" Zhong Qianyao kept asking herself in her heart. Accompanied by Wen Tao's desolate singing, the west wind and thin horses, the sunset on the long river, and fast horses fighting all kinds of scenes appeared in Zhong Qianyao's mind. Zhong Qianyao couldn't help it Following Wen Tao's singing, he hummed softly.

Until the last stanza "Whoever is the leader in martial arts, I just bow down for you, how charming you are when I look back, I smile with tears, the wine flutters and the flag rustles in the wind, and the sword is unsheathed." After singing, Zhong Qianyao's face showed a hint of intoxication, Is this showing love to me?Zhong Qianyao was taken aback by this idea of ​​her own. How could she have such an idea that she was ashamed to say, but this song really expresses this meaning. Is it all a coincidence?Zhong Qianyao didn't believe it, but the hand that pushed the door fell heavily, Zhong Qianyao stood there in a daze, staring at the vague figure outside the door, lost in thought.

Wen Tao was exhausted after making a fuss for quite a while, and fell into a deep sleep in the pavilion where the wind was blowing on all sides. He didn't know what he dreamed of. sounded.

The next day, Wen Tao was woken up in the freezing weather. He rubbed his numb cheeks to get rid of the chaotic feeling of hangover. I can't help complaining about the owner here, who has no sympathy at all, and doesn't know how to cover himself with a quilt.

Sneaking out of the yard quietly, although Wen Tao was hungover, he didn't drink the fragments. The scenes of his own troubles last night came to Wen Tao's mind one by one. , otherwise he might be the first head who became famous for being drunk and disturbing the people.

Wen Tao went to the kitchen to find some loquat leaves, pears and rock sugar, occupied the cook's place, poured the three into a casserole, and boiled them in water. Looking at the puzzled cook, Wen Tao said proudly: "Loquat The leaves are cold in nature and belong to the lung, heart, and stomach meridian. It has the effect of clearing the lung and relieving cough, and harmonizing the stomach. It has a miraculous effect on typhoid fever. effect."

The cook was stunned by Wen Tao's words, and it took a long time before he said carefully: "This is an oak leaf, not a loquat leaf."

"My mother!" A million beasts rushed past Wen Tao's heart, and he quickly picked up the casserole, ignoring the fact that the casserole burned his palms red, poured the contents of the pot into the slop bucket, and hurried back to the kitchen, threatening the cook not to put After the matter was told, Wen Tao slipped out as if nothing had happened until the cook nodded and agreed, leaving the cook in astonishment.

Today is the [-]th of August, those who should come and those who should not have come, some gangs with large numbers of people, such as Beggar Gang, Huashan, etc., have been delayed until these two days to arrive, maybe they also guessed that Hongchen Inn has limited capacity, These gangs with dozens or hundreds of people did not compete with the scattered people in the Hongchen Inn.

There are also some people who are powerful and unrestrained. On the one hand, they came to Tianshan to compete for the leader of the martial arts, and more importantly, to make old friends with old friends to join in the fun. There are not a few of these people, and the most typical one is Wanli Changhe Ma Zhenxi...

In the early morning of August [-]th, Wen Tao was woken up by the loud noises outside. The martial arts conference was held on the top of Tianshan Mountain, where Liu Qingyi was half the base. With the average strength of these Jianghu people, it would take at least an hour to reach the top of the Tianshan Mountain. Therefore, at the dawn of the day, a large number of people marched towards the sky.

Wen Tao also didn't want to be left behind, so he cheerfully followed Hai Laoyu and the three of them among the crowd, listening to them chatting about the anecdotes of the world, from Chu Helan and Guo Qingcang to the history of fame of the two elders. From the basic friendship between Jiang Xiaoye and Liu Qingyi, to the past of the three sisters Shen Aojun and Qianyue Palace, and finally to this year's martial arts conference.

When everyone arrived at the top of Tianshan Mountain, those famous sects had already had their leisure time. Some disciples looked at everyone contemptuously, showing the eyes of "you are here to participate in the martial arts conference", while those high-level figures with sensitive identities gathered in twos and threes. Together, or form an alliance, or pull a relationship.

"Master Wen, please come here." Just as Wen Tao was looking around, a disciple dressed in the costume of Shenjianchi made a gesture of invitation to Wen Tao. Wen Tao was worried that he didn't know where to stand, so he followed that A disciple walked towards Liu Qingyi.

"Master Wen, how's it going?" Liu Qingyi, as the host, greeted him warmly.

"Master Lao Liu is worried about it, and I'm afraid." Wen Tao clasped his fists and said, isn't he just talking about words, who wouldn't.

"Master Wen, come, let me introduce you." Liu Qingyi pulled Wen Tao's sleeve and walked towards Jiang Xiaoye's group.Seeing Liu Qingyi bringing a strange man over, the voices of the group chatting with Jiang Xiaoye weakened.

"This is the head of Wen Taowen from the Wudang School. The head of Wen Tao is a young hero. Both my subordinates and the leader of Jiang have suffered from the hands of head Wen. Don't underestimate the head of Wen." Liu Qingyi said. He said, but the smile on his face made everyone think that Liu Qingyi was trying to create momentum for the leader of the Wudang faction.

Wen Tao could naturally see Liu Qingyi's thoughts, bowed to everyone, and said: "Everyone here is a senior, and when the juniors talk about your seniors in the future, please teach me a little bit more."

Everyone nodded slightly, obviously satisfied with Wen Tao's initiative to lower his stance, and someone immediately said: "Master Wen, you don't need to be polite, we are colleagues in the world, and we have to communicate with each other."

Liu Qingyi whispered in Wen Tao's ear, "This is Zhuo Jinsang, the head of the Huashan School."

Wen Tao understood, clasped his fists again and said respectfully: "It turns out to be the head of Zhuo, who has admired his name for a long time."

Immediately after Yan Honghu, the deputy head of the Beggar Gang, Zhou Sibo, the head of the Yan Family in Western Hunan, the elders of the Li, Huang, and Ma families in Western Yunnan, Li Anqi, the head of the Kongtong Sect, Master Kongwen, the head of Southern Shaolin, and the head of Emei. Mrs. Yiqing and Taishan Master Cheng Dewen greeted Wen Tao one after another.

These are all the leaders of the top gangs in the Jianghu, even the worst gangsters such as Taishan's Cheng Dewen and Nan Shaolin's Kongwen Master, both of them have good cultivation, and ordinary people in the Jianghu would not dare to fight against them.

Because Cheng Dewen was attacked by Bai Qianlai, it is true that the Taishan faction is going downhill, but now a grandson Jue is like a rising star, injecting a boost to the dying old man of the Taishan faction. In time, the Taishan faction will rise again. Difficult.

The hardest thing to compare to is South Shaolin. Except for a forced smile when greeting Wen Tao, Master Kongwen kept frowning for the rest of the time. After quietly asking Liu Qingyi, Wen Tao found out that the worst person here is someone else .

(End of this chapter)