Chapter 106 How tall is an expert?

In fact, when Meng Xiuyuan was talking to Zhang Wuji, he heard the breathing not far outside the palace and knew that someone was secretly eavesdropping.

However, Meng Xiuyuan also heard that this man was breathing calmly and evenly. He did not have any high-level martial arts skills, nor did he seem to be deliberately hiding in the dark with evil intentions, so he ignored him and only waited for him to appear.

Unexpectedly, he met an unexpected person.

Seeing this situation, before Meng Xiuyuan could say anything, the civilized and polite boy Zhang Wuji hurriedly said:

"Zhang Wuji of the Wudang Sect has met the master.

My uncle and I passed by here and saw that it was getting dark, so we wanted to find a place to rest.

Thinking this was an abandoned temple, he came uninvited.

But I didn’t expect that there is actually a master in this temple, it’s really rude.”

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he laughed and quickly shook his head:

"Don't be polite, I'm not a master.

The Huangjue Temple was not popular at all. When the famine came, the capable monks in the temple contacted other temples and fled.

After a few months, I was the only one left behind because I didn’t understand the Dharma and wasn’t familiar with the scriptures. I had nowhere to go.

You said this is an abandoned temple, but it’s actually pretty much the same.”

Zhang Wuji was stunned when he heard this. He felt that the monk in front of him was cheerful and free-spirited. He was very different from the monks he had seen in the past. It was really unexpected.

Meng Xiuyuan just smiled indifferently, and then said:

"Wudang Meng Xiuyuan, I have met you."

Compared with Zhang Wuji, who was half a teenager, Zhu Yuanzhang was much more enthusiastic towards Meng Xiuyuan, and he praised again:

"I heard what the two young heroes just said.

Meng Shaoxia, what you said is absolutely right.

Although the disaster in Fengyang Prefecture originated from drought, so many people died in the end, and it was inseparable from the Tatar dog official in the court.

I just don’t know, Meng Shaoxia, if you say you can drive away the Tatars in ten years, is it true?"

Meng Xiuyuan did not shy away, smiled slightly, nodded seriously and said:

"I believe it can be done."

"Okay, young hero, be brave!"

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang admired Meng Xiuyuan even more. He reached out to Zhang Wuji and said with a smile:

"At this time, there were some good friends of mine in Huangjue Temple. They slaughtered a cow, and everyone happened to be cooking in Huangjue Temple.

If you two young heroes don't mind, can we have some together?"

Zhang Wuji saw Zhu Yuanzhang's generous appearance and was affected by it. He also forgot a lot of his unhappiness and couldn't help but look up at Meng Xiuyuan and ask for his opinion.

When Meng Xiuyuan saw Zhang Wuji's expression, he quickly smiled, nodded, and said in response:

"Okay, then we're welcome."

…

Although the Huangjue Temple looks a little dilapidated due to the lack of monks for daily repairs, the overall area is quite large.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Meng Xiuyuan walked for a long time before they came to a hall where there was a light of fire.

Before I even got close, I smelled the aroma of roasting meat.

"Brother Zhu, why did it take so long to go to the hut? Come quickly, let's continue drinking."

Zhu Yuanzhang walked into the hall first and immediately attracted shouts and shouts from inside.

"Don't be busy, everyone, I brought two more good friends..."

While they were talking, Meng Xiuyuan and Zhang Wuji also walked into the main hall.

I saw several young men sitting on futons in the hall, forming a circle, with a large basin of cooked beef and a jar of wine in the middle.

Everyone was eating meat and drinking happily in front of the Bodhisattva statue.

Before Zhu Yuanzhang could introduce Meng Xiuyuan and the two men, a scream suddenly came from the hall. Among the people sitting around, a strong man stood up from the ground as if his buttocks had been burned by fire:

"Meng Shaoxia? Why are you here?!"

While he was talking, the man hurriedly rushed to Meng Xiuyuan, threw himself to the ground, and wanted to kowtow to Meng Xiuyuan on the spot.

"Ji Fei, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Meng Xiuyuan had already seen the strong man's face clearly, and with a wave of his sleeves, he secretly used all his strength to help him up, preventing him from knocking him down.

This sudden turn of events surprised everyone present and made them confused for a while.

As a result, everyone in the hall naturally couldn't sit still anymore. They quickly got up one by one, walked to Ji Fei and asked:

"What's going on, Brother Ji, do you know these two little brothers?"

The look he showed while speaking made it clear that among all the people, Ji Fei's status was not low.

Ji Fei just nodded towards them when he heard the sound, and without any time to explain, he quickly looked at Meng Xiuyuan and said solemnly:

"Meng Shaoxia, when we parted ways in Kunlun, I thought we would never meet again.

But I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to meet you again today in this ruined temple.

Ji Fei still dares not forget your great kindness to this day."

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard this, smiled and didn't say much, just patted him on the shoulder.

Everyone around them was not stupid. Seeing this situation, they immediately guessed some of the truth.

They hurriedly invited Meng Xiuyuan and Zhang Wuji to sit down, and brought a lot of beef and placed it in front of them as a treat.

Ji Fei naturally sat next to Meng Xiuyuan and began to help introduce him one by one.

There were originally eight people in this palace. Except for Zhu Yuanzhang and Ji Fei and Meng Xiuyuan, who were already acquainted, the rest were all good men.

There was an imposing man named Xu Mingda; a handsome man named Tang Minghe; a dashing man named Deng Mingyu; a dark-faced and tall man named Hua Mingyun; and two fair-skinned brothers, the elder brother Wu Liang and the younger brother Wu Zhen.

Upon hearing this, Meng Xiuyuan nodded to them one by one.

Everyone was polite but curious, pretending not to care, but privately they kept looking at Meng Xiuyuan, wanting to see what was so surprising about this handsome young man that could make Ji Fei admire him so much.

It was Zhu Yuanzhang who spoke first when he saw this and asked Ji Fei:

"Brother Ji, you only talked about us, but you haven't introduced Mr. Meng yet.

I just met the two of them, and I just thought they were honest and knowledgeable, so I wanted to get acquainted with you.

But I didn’t expect that he was actually an acquaintance of yours, Brother Ji.”

When Ji Fei heard this, he first glanced at Meng Xiuyuan's face. Seeing that he was not displeased, he turned around and said to the brothers:

"More than just an acquaintance, Shaoxia Meng saved my life on the Kunlun Mountains.

Moreover, I joined our Mingjiao under the guidance of Meng Shaoxia, so I should be called a great benefactor..."

While talking, Ji Fei wanted to tell the name of Meng Xiuyuan's Wudang Zixiao Divine Sword, so as to show Meng Xiuyuan's majesty.

However, except for him, most of the people present had just joined the Ming Cult and were not considered to be people in the world. Naturally, they had never heard of Meng Xiuyuan's reputation.

Therefore, as a low-level person in the world, he was at a loss for words and didn't know how to emphasize Meng Xiuyuan's power to everyone.

On the contrary, Meng Xiuyuan took the initiative to speak and said calmly:

"It's just a matter of convenience, there is no such thing as a benefactor but not a benefactor. I am Meng Xiuyuan of the Wudang Sect, and I have met all of you."

Hearing this, Ji Fei also understood that Meng Xiuyuan did not want to show off as a peerless master, so he had to swallow his words and briefly introduced Meng Xiuyuan in a few words, saying that he was a young and promising knight in the world.

In this way, the atmosphere at the dinner was very harmonious. Everyone just thought that Meng Xiuyuan was the young warrior who happened to save Ji Fei, so they had no sense of distance from him. It didn't take long for them to exchange cups and cups and call each other brother.

After a while, Ji Fei gradually integrated into the atmosphere and returned to the familiar rough guy on Kunlun Mountain. He took the initiative to pull Meng Xiuyuan and began to tell him about his experiences in the past two years.

It turned out that after he said goodbye to Meng Xiuyuan, he had already decided to live a stable life in the future. He even walked to the foot of Wudang Mountain with the letter written by Meng Xiuyuan.

But at the end, Ji Fei changed his mind again.

In the end, he still couldn't resist the passion in his heart, so he chose to strive for fame and wealth, followed Meng Xiuyuan's guidance, and finally joined the Ming Cult.

At that time, various branches of Mingjiao were short of people, and the disciples they usually recruited were farmers and refugees who could not survive.

Ji Fei, who has practiced martial arts and been a member of the Haisha Clan for many years, is considered a rare "talent" among them.

The leader of the branch altar inspected him and after guiding him for several months, he sent him to the slightly remote Fengyang County and gave him a position similar to that of a squad leader.

He gradually got to know Zhu Yuanzhang, Xu Da and others after arriving in Fengyang County. Except for Zhu Yuanzhang, who was still a monk, the rest had recently joined the Ming Cult.

And because Ji Fei joined the church relatively early, had some status in the church, and was relatively old, he was regarded as the respected elder brother among this group of people, and he got along very well.

When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, although he didn't say anything, he was really happy for him in his heart.

While talking, Ji Fei saw Zhang Wuji next to Meng Xiuyuan. Seeing that he had not spoken a word, his face was pale, and his eyes were staring at the beef in the basin in front of him. He couldn't help but feel a little strange, and asked:

"Meng Shaoxia, what's wrong with your nephew? Is he sick?"
To be continued...