Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

While it was still dark, Yang Ge walked out of the forest with his knife. Just two or three miles away, he saw a group of farmers returning from their hoeing duties...

He looked down at the tattered clothes on his body, simply tore them off, wrapped them around his sword and carried it on his back, then rubbed some dirt on the ground, carefully wiped it on his face and body, trying his best to He looks like a refugee fleeing from famine, not like a troublemaker, so as not to scare others.

"Masters, are you going home?"

He walked up quickly with a smile on his face, bowed his hands to an old man walking behind from a distance and said: "We are traveling merchants from Henan. We strayed into the mountains and lost our way. Can we talk to you?" Can I ask for directions?"

The old man put down the hoe and looked up and down at Yang Ge's embarrassed appearance. He smiled kindly and said with yellow teeth, "Which department are you going to?"

Yang Ge pretended to be helpless and agreed: "I'm going to Hangzhou...Uncle, where are we here?"

"Hangzhou?"

The old man seemed to have heard some joke and laughed loudly: "Are you a little far away? Our place is Longhu Mountain."

"Longhu Mountain?"

Yang Ge was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly realized what he was saying, and said in disbelief: "This is Longhu Mountain? Zhengyi Zuting Longhu Mountain?"

"Yes!"

The old man nodded with a smile, pointed to the northeast, and said earnestly: "If you want to go to Hangzhou, just go over there. You can reach Guandao by walking thirty or forty miles, and then walk along Guandao for two days. To Raozhou..."

However, Yang Ge could no longer hear what the old man was saying at this moment. He turned around speechlessly and pointed at the distant mountain where the white-haired old man flew from before, and confirmed for the last time: "Uncle, is Longhu Mountain right here?" there?"

The old man nodded and looked up and down at his embarrassed appearance again, with a clear look on his face: "Yes, where did you pass through? Did you meet the Zhang family?"

Yang Ge nodded silently, as countless alpacas skipped by happily in his mind.

'No wonder the Five Poison Sect wants to attack Wudang Mountain...'

'No wonder that Lao Deng is already so powerful, but he doesn't dominate the world...'

‘It turns out that it wasn’t my analysis that was wrong, but that I was led astray by Shen Laoer from the very beginning! ’

‘Yes, everything is Shen Laoer’s fault! ’

He scratched his forehead heartbrokenly, feeling that the beating he received was truly unjust.

…

Two days later.

Yang Ge, who looked like a refugee with disheveled hair, stood in a crowd, waiting in line to enter the city.

"Wait!"

A mottled pewter gun blocked Yang Ge's path. The officers and soldiers guarding the city gate glanced at Yang Ge lazily and asked lazily: "What is that on your back?"

Yang Ge replied honestly: "It's a sword."

The officers and soldiers sneered and pointed at Yang Ge with the tip of their gun: "Untie it, I want to check it!"

Yang Ge raised his head and glanced at the two characters "Fengyang" on the city gate. He nodded and took off the tattered clothes on his back, revealing the sword inside to the officers and soldiers in front of him: "Look, I didn't lie to you, did I? It's really a sword!" "

When the officer and soldier saw the sword, his eyes suddenly changed. He smiled forcefully and put the ash-steel gun behind him. He bowed his head and saluted Yang Ge, and retreated into the crowd of officers and soldiers without leaving a trace: "It's the little one." I am blind, I cannot see Mount Tai, please come in, please come in..."

"Don't go!"

Yang Ge grabbed the officer and soldier by the collar, pulled him back, and immediately frightened him out of his mind when he spoke: "The Mingjiao Yang family lives here, right? I don't know how to get there, please lead me there. "

The officers and soldiers were sweating like rain, and they stumbled back: "What are you talking about, sir? I've been deaf since I was a child and can't hear a word clearly."

Yang Geba raised his voice: "Mingjiao, Yang family, do you hear me clearly?"

As soon as his words came out, everyone around him turned to look at him, and the originally noisy city gate seemed to have pressed the pause button.

Yang Ge met their gazes and said in surprise: "What? Doesn't the Yang family live here?"

Everyone present made a "boom" sound and dispersed. Even the officers and soldiers guarding the city gate threw away their swords and guns and dispersed.

Yang Ge turned back to look at the officials and civilians who were lying limply on the ground, shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Look, they all know it!"

He let go of the officer and soldier, held the sword in his arms and walked to a corner beside the city gate to sit down. He looked at the gloomy sky without focus, and once again recalled the sword intention of the white-haired old man that day...

Not long after, a slutty fiery red figure leaped out from above the city wall and shouted angrily: "Which friend is making trouble with my Yang family?"

Yang Ge raised his head, smiled and waved to the handsome figure in the air: "Hey, brother!"

That slutty figure in the air is not Yang Tiansheng, the master of the Qingmu Hall of the Ming Cult, so who is it?

Yang Tiansheng responded and looked down. Even though Yang Ge was disheveled and looked like a dog, he still recognized him at a glance and said in a voiceless voice: "What the hell, Yang Laoer?"

"Bang."

He landed heavily, took three steps at a time and rushed to Yang Ge. He pulled Yang Ge up from the corner and inspected his body parts up and down: "How did you do this?"

Yang Ge slapped away the guy's claws that were pulling his crotch, and said angrily: "Why else? I've had a fight with someone, but I haven't had any fights before!"

"ha?"

Yang Tiansheng was stunned and lost his voice: "Is there anyone in this world that you can't beat?"

Yang Ge: "How fresh! I have three heads and six arms? Who doesn't have two shoulders to carry one head?"

Yang Tiansheng: "Aren't you number one in the world?"

Yang Ge: "Do you believe that Louwailou wants to kill me?"

Yang Tiansheng: "Others may not believe it, but you, Mr. Yang Laoer, must believe it!"

Yang Ge: "Stop nagging, take me to eat something good quickly. After eating dry food for a few days, the bird is almost out of my mouth!"

Yang Tiansheng: "Let's go, come to my house, my mother is an excellent cook... But who did you lose to? You kid didn't break into Ziwei Palace, did you?"

He didn't mind that Yang Ge was cheating on him, so the two of them walked back to the city arm in arm, walking as briskly as schoolboys returning home together, looking straight into the eyes of all the onlookers who were secretly looking this way. .

"It sounds like bad luck!"

Yang Ge said angrily: "Didn't the Five Poison Sect give me eye drops before? I was so angry that I fought all the way from Luting to Xiangxi, and took the bullshit leader of the Five Poison Sect out of their lair. The old boy saw If he couldn't beat me, I would run away. I thought it would be good if he could lead me to meet the people behind the Five Poison Sect, so I followed him, and then I successfully met the people behind the Five Poison Sect, and then I didn't fight him. Pass……"

Yang Tiansheng:......

Yang Ge: "Well, don't say that your adoptive father doesn't love you. This is a toy that your adoptive father brought back to you from Xiangxi."

He took out Yan Shijun's sword from his back and handed it to Yang Tiansheng.

When Yang Tiansheng saw the sword, he temporarily swallowed the counterattack in his throat and took the sword with great interest: "Whose sword is this?"

Yang Ge: "Who else could it be? It belongs to Yan Shijun, the leader of the Five Poison Sect."

Before he could finish his words, Yang Tiansheng, who had itchy hands, had already pulled out a sword. When the sword was unsheathed, the sharp sword energy flew out, grazing his bangs and splitting a thigh-thick horse-hitch stake beside the road. For two.

"Damn, what a sword!"

Yang Tiansheng's eyes shone, he raised the sword and looked over it carefully, and finally found the inscription "Breaking Water" on one side of the sword.

He was stunned for two breaths, and suddenly he collapsed three feet high with joy: "Fuck, fuck, seventh in the list of magic weapons in the world, the sword left by the King of Yue cuts off the water!"

Yang Ge hugged his arms and watched him howl happily, feeling much better... Being able to make this Erhak so happy was no excuse for him going back to pick up the trash.

A moment later, in the Yang Family Villa and Lotus Pond Waterside Pavilion.

"Come on, come on..."

Yang Yinghao picked up the jug and poured wine, and greeted Yang Ge warmly: "Erlang, pick up your chopsticks and try your aunt's cooking... Xiuying, what are you still doing? Hurry up and call someone. Don't you usually chase me every day?" May I ask when your second brother will come as a guest?"

On one side, a fresh girl wearing a goose-yellow Confucian skirt with a little wild chrysanthemum temperament was sitting upright in the banquet with her hands folded, her cheeks flushed and she didn't dare to look at Yang Ge.

Yang Tiansheng, who was sitting next to Yang Ge with his legs crossed and munching on chicken legs, saw this and came to his sister's rescue in a vague way: "Don't be shy, don't listen to the rumors from outside. The second brother is actually very talkative. I'll chase you with a chamber pot before." Take it out with my fighting spirit!"

Yang Xiuying suddenly raised her head and looked at her brother who stabbed her in the back with a look of disbelief. Her face quickly turned from pink to purple, and there seemed to be a stream of steam coming out of her head.

Yang Tiansheng, who was unaware of it, was still minding his own business and moved a plate of braised lion head from the middle of the table to Yang Ge: "Second brother, try this, this is my mother's specialty!"

Yang Ge:......

Yang Xiuying stood up, stiffly gave Yang Ge a blessing, then turned around and walked out of the waterside pavilion, walking and running faster and faster.

Not long after, Yang Ge heard Yang Tiansheng's mother's gentle voice: "Boss, come here and help mother!"

Yang Ge looked at Yang Tiansheng with pity.

Yang Tiansheng threw away the chicken leg bone in his hand, picked up a chicken wing and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely to Yang Ge: "Boy, you're welcome, you're home when you get here...I'm here!"

He rushed towards the direction of the sound like a gust of joy...

In the waterside pavilion, Yang Ge and Yang Yinghao laughed together.

Yang Yinghao raised his wine glass: "I just heard Tian Sheng say... have you fought with the people behind the Five Poison Sect?"

Yang Ge quickly put down his chopsticks, raised his wine glass with both hands and touched it gently with Yang Yinghao: "Uncle, I respect you."

He raised his head and drained the wine in the glass in one gulp, then raised the jug to pour wine for Yang Yinghao: "It was a fight, but I lost."

With a smile on his face, Yang Yinghao forcibly snatched the wine bottle from his hand. While pouring the wine, he asked the same question as Yang Tiansheng: "Is there anyone in this world that you can't beat?"

Yang Ge said helplessly: "Uncle, it doesn't matter if Boss Yang doesn't know what happened last time the hero list was updated. You can't know it too, right? At the beginning, Louwailou was rushing to praise me. Yes, you are using me as a target!"

When his money disappeared inexplicably, he put the blame on the building outside the building in public.

Louwailou wanted to lose money and avoid disaster, but also didn't want to leave a weak image to outsiders, so at that juncture, he updated the list of heroes and told the world: "No matter how awesome you Yang Erlang is, we at Louwailou can't do it either." Scared of you! ’

It is said that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

The title "No. 1 in the world" alone is enough to make all the people in the world who are thinking about becoming famous go to great lengths to greet Yang Ge!

If it hadn't been for the fact that not long after the Hero List was updated, a peerless master from the Five Poison God Sect came to Yang Ge Liwei, Louwailou's move would have caused him so much trouble...

Furthermore, who is the real strong person on the list?

Just like those men in the Royal Horse Guards, why are they not included in the Heroes List? Is it because Louwailou doesn’t want to?

Official family?

When Yang Erlang was on the list, he was still an imperial envoy!

And that white-haired old man from Longhu Mountain? Does Louwailou not know about his existence?

No, they still don’t dare to include other people’s names in their list of heroes!

Even the "Four Elders" from the T0 echelon of the previous hero list, Louwailou did not dare to rank the four of them based on their seniority.

He just got a nondescript name as the "Four Old Men" who are neck and neck...

This level cannot be understood by mentally retarded children like Yang Tiansheng who are full of joy, but of course an old Jianghu like Yang Yinghao can understand it.

But he also gave a very similar answer to Yang Tiansheng: "Hahaha, that will naturally be flattering to others, but for you, Erlang, you are well-deserved!"

Yang Ge couldn't laugh or cry and drank another drink with him.

Yang Yinghao put down his wine glass: "You fought with that man, but can you guess who he is?"

Yang Ge asked doubtfully: "Uncle, you don't even know who he is?"

Yang Yinghao said helplessly: "The leader knows, but he keeps silent every time he asks, which makes us both want to do things but also be afraid of doing things."

Yang Ge glanced in the direction of Yang Tiansheng, thought for a moment and then whispered: "I actually don't know who the old immortal is, I can only guess... he is probably from Longhu Mountain!"

Yang Yinghao frowned: "Zhang family?"

Yang Ge nodded: "Even if his surname is not Zhang, he must have a deep relationship with the Zhang family... He may even be a heavenly master from the previous generation!"

Yang Yinghao captured the key word: "The previous generation?"

Yang Ge: "That old immortal should have practiced the art of longevity, and his level is very high. I suspect that he is at least a hundred years old. It is unlikely that he is a contemporary Longhu Mountain Celestial Master!"

Yang Yinghao was slightly absent-minded, and then said after a while: "After hearing what you said, Erlang, my uncle remembered something..."

Yang Ge: "What's going on?"

Yang Yinghao pondered and said: "Do you know why the Zhou and Tang Dynasties fell?"

Yang Ge thought for a while, shook his head and said, "My nephew is really not sure about this."

Yang Yinghao: "There are many theories about the fall of the Zhou and Tang Dynasties, but there were rumors in the world at that time that the Zhou and Tang Dynasties perished because they worshiped Buddhism and destroyed Taoism. There were even rumors that the person who planned to cut off the fate of the Zhou and Tang Dynasties was the No. 1 in the world at that time. Man, Zhang Xuansu, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain!"

"Zhang Xuansu..."

Yang Ge recited the name several times and suddenly asked: "Uncle, how many years has it been since the Zhou and Tang Dynasties fell?"

"One hundred fifty or sixty years..."

Yang Yinghao replied without thinking: "Wei Taizu and Wei Taizong were both long-lived people. Wei Taizu lived eighty-one years and Wei Taizong lived seventy-two. Emperor Zhongzong lived a short life and died in his prime... Damn it, you Isn’t it suspicion?”

He suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Yang Ge in shock, and even cursed.

Yang Ge nodded: "I have reason to suspect that the old immortal is the Zhang Xuansu you just mentioned!"

Yang Yinghao: "What reason?"

Yang Ge: "Even I can't beat him!"

Yang Yinghao thought for a while and nodded in agreement: "This reason...enough!"

The two of them looked at each other in silence, but their hearts were filled with turmoil.

No wonder Yang Potian, Tang Qing and Feiyun Daojun all kept silent. They were all attacked by the Five Poison Sect but they only defended passively and never mentioned a counterattack.

Who dares to say anything in the face of such a cruel and cruel person who still has a long life? Who dares to counterattack?

Outside the building?

The Zhou and Tang dynasties were both dead. What could a group of dead people outside the building do?

Not long after, Yang Tiansheng came back.

When he left, he was in high spirits and walked briskly.

When he came back, his head was drooped, his eyebrows were lowered, and his face and back of his hands were bruised and purple...

That’s all the love of an old mother!

Yang Ge and Yang Yinghao looked at each other and never mentioned Longhu Mountain again.

"Erlang, eat food, eat food..."

"Uncle, my nephew gives you another drink!"