Once a person has an idea, it is like sowing a seed in his heart, slowly sprouting, growing quietly, until it forms a towering tree, stretching across the sky, and people can no longer ignore it intentionally.
The night sky is silent and starry.
At the top of Lingyun Peak of Zhongnan Mountain, two figures are sitting on a smooth boulder. The male is strong and tall, while the female is delicate and graceful. They are leaning on each other like a couple of gods.
Quietly looking at the brilliant galaxy, Liu Meng's eyes were empty, and his mind was wandering. Yang Bing, who was leaning on his shoulder, had a demure smile on his face and a smooth forehead. Compared with going there, his expression was more delicate and charming.
The appearance of a newly-adult woman.
After a while, Yang Bing moved her slender waist, changed into a more comfortable position, and murmured: "The night dew is heavy, let's go back." Liu Meng hummed, and after a while, he looked away and bowed his head for a kiss.
He touched Yang Bing's forehead and said, "It's a little cold. Go back."
Both of them were extremely skilled in Qinggong. Even the steep mountain peaks were as smooth as walking on the ground, and they quickly returned to the ancient tomb behind the mountain.
Panting and moaning, Liu Meng's strong waist kept rising and falling, and large beads of sweat fell, sending Yang Bing, who was entangled like an octopus, step by step to the peak of happiness.
At the moment when he was about to ascend, he squeezed his waist hard, and the majestic, fiery and mysterious fragrant valley rubbed against each other until his waist ached, and all the essence of life spurted out, making the beauty underneath him tremble and scream again.
Liu Meng exhaled a long breath of hot air, turned over and lay down, held Yang Bing, who was as limp as mud, in his arms and stroked her gently. After a long time, his breathing stabilized.
"Liu Lang, do you miss home?" Suddenly, Yang Bing, who was curled up on the man's strong chest, asked softly.
Home, homesick? Liu Meng couldn't help but smile bitterly. Where is his home? Can he still live to see his home?
As if aware of the other party's loneliness, Yang Bing calmed down and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to take me to see Master Zhang Zhenren? Let's go back to Wudang Mountain tomorrow, okay?"
Yang Binglan has a wise heart. She has seen that Liu Meng has always had a sense of loneliness in his eyes for the past few days, often looking up at the stars without saying a word. She thought he was missing his master and Wudang. She secretly made up her mind to go back to Wudang Mountain with him tomorrow and live there for a while.
, even if I don’t like the crowd.
Returning to Wudang... Zhang Sanfeng's aging face appeared in his mind. Liu Meng sighed in his heart. People like to have younger generations around them. He should really spend more time with this respected master. Even if he has unparalleled magical powers.
Invincible, but still an old man.
Suddenly, another rickety and miserable figure came to mind. His enlightenment mentor Xiang Shoushan. The tip of his nose felt sore. The thought that Liu Meng had been suppressing for a long time suddenly emerged uncontrollably.
First go back to Wudang, take Yang Bing to meet Master Zhang Sanfeng, and then go to Hengshan to see what Hengshan looks like now, the moon-watching platform on the top of Zhurong Peak, Qingmugang... If you really can't find your way back, you can go back.
Retreating in seclusion in Hengshan is also a good choice.
After lunch on the second day, we hitched up two carriages, one for Yang Bing and one for Xiao Zhao. There were two girls in white, Lian Zhu and Luo Xia, holding guqin in their arms, and two girls in black, Nan Yin and Yu Ping, holding long flutes, and four maids.
In one, Liu Meng rode a black cloud pony, and the group of carriages and horses took the main road and headed towards Wudang Mountain.
At this time, the rebel armies everywhere had become a prairie fire. The soldiers and horses stationed by the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasty in the Central Plains were trapped in a tight siege. They had no time to protect themselves, so they had no intention of coming out to disturb the people. Therefore, in addition to the interrogations of the rebels from all walks of life on the road, the number of soldiers and horses stationed in the Central Plains was much higher than before.
Much safer.
Not a day later, they arrived at Laohekou and stored their carriages and horses at a house near Shuangzhen Well. Liu Meng took Yang Bing, Xiao Zhao, Lianzhu Nanyin and the girls up the mountain along the stone mountain road.
Nowadays, the defense of Wudang Mountain is very strict. As soon as the few people entered the mountain, news spread to Zixiao Palace. By the time they learned about Jianchi, Gu Xuzi had been waiting there for a long time.
Several senior brothers are on the mountain, and Master Zhang is also in good spirits. A few days ago, he personally instructed everyone on the Tiangang Beidou Formation. Following Master Zhang's instructions, the Wudang Sect has recently picked up some orphans from the orphans left by wars in various places.
He has nearly a hundred boys with strange bones. As the fifth-generation disciples, they are being taught by several third-generation disciples such as Gu Xuzi, Lingxuzi, and Jingxuzi.
In addition, there was a sudden increase in the number of people on the mountain, and the turnover was somewhat tight. Thanks to Miss Zhao, who came up with thousands of taels of silver, the embarrassment of not having rice to cook was temporarily relieved.
Zhao Min? She did bring a lot of gold and silver with her after leaving Ruyang Prince's Mansion, but she has spent most of it in the past six months. This thousand taels of silver is probably the last private house.
Liu Meng sighed in his heart. After arriving at the Zixiao Palace, there was indeed a charming figure leaning against the door. When he saw Liu Meng's arrival, he immediately pounced on her desperately. "Ms., you are back."
When the two girls met, there was no embarrassment as Liu Meng had guessed. Zhao Min imitated the etiquette of the daughters of the Han family, saluted Yang Bing and said, "Zhao Min pays homage to the mistress." Yang Bing stopped him with a smile and said warmly: "We all regard Liu as
We are equal to each other, and we will treat each other like sisters from now on. If you don’t mind, I’ll call you Minmei.”
Zhao Min was naturally overjoyed. He immediately hit the snake and put it on the stick. He saluted and thanked her again: "Thank you, Sister Bing, for taking care of me." The two women walked hand in hand, whispering to each other, chuckling from time to time, as close as sisters.
Liu Meng and Gu Xuzi, who were originally worried, were greatly impressed.
On Wudang Mountain, only Song Yuanqiao and Yin Liting are married. The others are all bachelors. How can they understand how to get along with women?
Back Mountain Bamboo Forest Courtyard.
Yang Bing respectfully took three sips to Zhang Sanfeng, and then brought a cup of wife's tea to the master according to the rules. Zhang Sanfeng was so happy that he drank it down in one gulp and said with a smile: "We have another happy event in Wudang Mountain, just in time.
Yuanqiao Lianzhou and the others are all on the mountain. Today we have a big family dinner to welcome the eighth daughter-in-law."
Then he turned to Liu Meng and praised: "Good disciple! You have found such a new wife, and you are worthy of the master's trust."
Liu Meng was startled and couldn't help being embarrassed. His master had asked him to do two things. The second one was to protect the descendants of Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, but he never expected that he would directly marry his descendants.
home for personal protection.
Yang Bing was extremely smart and had a noble demeanor, so he had already prepared various gifts. He immediately asked Lianzhu, Luoxia and others to take them out and gave them to his eldest uncle Song Yuanqiao, his second uncle Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting and others. Of course, among them,
Zhao Min is indispensable.
The Tomb Sect had accumulated a lot of savings over the past century, and Yang Bing was used to ostentation. Although he only brought four maids, the two large houses could not accommodate everyone.
So Zhang Songxi ordered the Yingbin Courtyard closest to Zixiao Palace to be tidied up and settled in. Then after the rainy season passed, he would choose a place to build a new courtyard for Liu Meng and others to live.
The Wudang sect was financially strapped, and there was no money to build houses. Liu Meng knew about his family affairs, so he took the time to go out and wander around Wuchang Mansion. He raised two hundred taels of gold from the Tatar prefect, which was enough to raise a purple throne on the mountain.
It’s the Palace of Heaven.
After staying with his master for a few days, Liu Meng took Xiao Zhao down the mountain to Hengyang on the pretext of going to see Zhang Wuji to discuss expelling the Tartars.
Xiao Zhao has now completely adjusted her position. She sleeps between the two of them like a personal maid. She gets up early every day, prepares hot water and green salt, and waits for Liu Meng and Yang Bing to get up and change clothes with her maid Lian Zhu. That’s two people.
People were making out in the inner room, but they could only huddle under the quilt with their little faces blushing and eavesdrop.
Yang Bing also joked about asking Liu Meng to take her as his wife. But Liu Meng looked at Xiao Zhao. Although she was as beautiful as a flower, with a high nose and blue eyes, she was not what he liked about her youthfulness. After all, he
I have no love for lolita at all.
Taking Xiao Zhao, he quickly rushed to the Yueyang Ming religious army station and met Xu Da, Chang Yuchun and others. After asking that Zhang Wuji and Yang Xiao were not here, he had to take Xiao Zhao with him.
The rebels were preparing for a new round of offensive, and military affairs were extremely busy. It was not easy to disturb Xu Da and the others too much. After a banquet, Liu Meng left immediately. Xu Da and others walked to the camp gate, and there happened to be a group of brightly dressed soldiers.
The cavalry returned from abroad. The leader had a shoehorn face, with pits and pits on his face. He was extremely ugly, but his eyes were bright and bright.
Zhu Chongba. With such a strange appearance, he was called Brother Zhu by Xu Datanghe and others. Needless to say, it was Zhu Yuanzhang.
Liu Meng was not interested in talking to these heroes, but he was still thinking about the foie gras incident in the future, so he pulled Xu Da aside and whispered to him to take a trip to Wudang Mountain. His senior brother Song Yuanqiao would accept him as his assistant.
Wudang named his disciple and gave him a Nine-flower Jade Dew Pill. If he encountered a life or death crisis, he could take it to save his life.
I don’t like to pretend to be a magic stick, but how can I explain some things? Besides, this is a world set in a martial arts novel after all. Even if I interfere with the plot process, what can I do?
