Seeing Qiu Qianren's death, Huang Rong was still frightened. She hugged Wang Liangyu's arm tightly with both hands, unable to hide the panic in her eyes.
"Rong'er, don't worry!" Wang Liangyu hugged Huang Rong's waist and comforted her physically, "No one in this world can hurt me!"
This is not Wang Liangyu's boasting.
Wang Liangyu's martial arts foundation-building skills have exceeded the limit twice. His physical fitness has far exceeded that of ordinary people, and he has a deep body protection with true energy. Not to mention Qiu Qianren's Iron Palm Skill, even Hong Qigong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can hurt him.
Some difficulties.
Even if he is injured, as long as the injury is not particularly serious, Wang Liangyu can recover in a very short time by relying on the soldiers to gather energy.
Huang Rong didn't believe it. She tightened her hands even more and said with a cry: "Brother Yu, you really scared Ronger just now. Ronger really thought..."
As she spoke, Huang Rong lost her voice and could no longer speak.
"I'm fine, don't scare yourself!" Wang Liangyu patted Huang Rong's shoulder gently, comforted with a smile, and changed the subject, "We haven't tasted this land in the south yet.
What delicious food here!”
Afterwards, Wang Liangyu pulled Huang Rong down Tiezhang Peak without any explanation and went straight to the nearest town.
After eating, drinking and wandering for two days, Wang Liangyu and Huang Rong left Tiannan and headed east.
In a few days, I will return to Lin'an.
Following the old road to Louwailou, one can hear Zhang Zhiyou's sonorous and powerful voice in the distance. The streets outside Louwailou are crowded with people.
"I don't know, what is he talking about this time?" Huang Rong was full of interest, dragging Wang Liangyu into the crowd and squeezing to the front.
It was just an unfortunate coincidence that as soon as I could catch my breath, I heard Xingmu slamming the table, followed immediately by:
"This section is over. If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the explanation in the next chapter!"
Huang Rong's expression suddenly dropped, with an angry look on her face: "It's really unlucky, I didn't hear a word!"
"If you want to hear it, you can find him later and tell him specifically for you!" Wang Liangyu smiled and said casually.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Zhiyou walking out of the building with his hands held high.
Zhang Zhiyou had noticed Wang Liangyu and Huang Rong a long time ago, winked, and disappeared into the crowd of Lin'an amidst the admonitions of countless listeners.
Wang Liangyu pulled Huang Rong and caught up with him, and finally reached Zhang Zhiyou's residence. Only then did he strike up a conversation and asked curiously: "Why do you hide away from people every time I see you?"
"There is no way!" Zhang Zhiyou smiled bitterly and explained, "The people in Lin'an are too enthusiastic. If someone finds me, it will be troublesome!"
Wang Liangyu looked at Zhang Zhiyou as if he were seeing a living star. Thinking about the behavior of some mentally retarded fans, he suddenly understood.
"But no one notices that you live here?" Huang Rong looked at the surrounding courtyards in confusion. This was not a luxurious and wealthy place, but an ordinary market place with people coming and going.
Zhang Zhiyou waved his folding fan and said with a smile: "I have used some tricks to prevent them from recognizing me."
Huang Rong's face was full of astonishment. She stared at Zhang Zhiyou for a long time, but found no trace of disguise. Even the clothes she wore were still the ones she wore outside the building.
"Rong'er, don't ask too much, this is the secret method of the Spring and Autumn Storytellers!" Huang Rong couldn't understand, but Wang Liangyu understood that it was nothing more than using the power of sentient beings to confuse people's minds.
Huang Rong became more curious after hearing this, but she didn't hesitate to ask more questions. She followed Wang Liangyu and Zhang Zhiyou into the small courtyard.
As the host, Zhang Zhiyou asked the two of them to sit down, and then he was busy boiling water and making tea, without any time to spare.
"Mr. Zhang, why don't you hire a servant?" Seeing Zhang Zhiyou busy, Huang Rong also stood up to help, and asked in surprise.
Judging from Zhang Zhiyou's popularity in Louwailou, I guess there is no shortage of money.
Zhang Zhiyou shook his head and said casually: "I am a storyteller, why do I need a servant?"
After a while, when the water was boiling, Zhang Zhiyou served tea himself.
The three of them sat and drank together, chatting casually.
"Is there any news recently?" Wang Liangyu took a sip of coarse tea and asked, "Did the Song and Mongolia jointly discuss it?"
Hearing this, Zhang Zhiyou raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "After the ancestor entered the palace, the Song Dynasty immediately cut off contact with Mongolia, and the Mongolian envoys were also sent out of the country as gifts." After a pause, he added
He said, "We treat the Wu State envoys with utmost respect. Now they are discussing mutual trade between the two countries!"
Wang Liangyu also clapped his hands and laughed when he heard this: "It seems that Emperor Zhao Song really trusts people, which saves me from having to go to the palace again!"
"Ancestor, please do not take it lightly. The Imperial City Department of the Song Dynasty is recruiting people from the world, and many famous masters have joined them." Zhang Zhiyou coughed lightly, and did not forget to remind him, "The same is true for the Song Dynasty, and the same is true for Mongolia. What about Genghis Khan?
There are many experts from outside the region around me."
When Wang Liangyu heard this, his thoughts moved, and he suddenly remembered a person and asked: "Do you know, Bashiba?"
"Ancestor also knows this person?" Zhang Zhiyou asked back, and then said, "Ba Shiba was named the King of Tibet by Genghis Khan and regarded as the Mongolian National Preceptor. He is the number one expert in Mongolia, and his strength is unfathomable!
"
When Wang Liangyu heard this, his face suddenly darkened, his brows furrowed tightly, and he thought to himself: "Is this really this person?!"
"How is Wu Kingdom doing now?" In a flash, Wang Liangyu calmed down and asked about Wu Kingdom's affairs again.
After Zhang Zhiyou's introduction, Wang Liangyu and Huang Rong learned that Wu State was currently undergoing vigorous land reform, dividing fields and land, and was supported by all the common people. Even the common people of Jin people had also changed their banners, completely
Return to your heart.
As a result, countless people from the border areas of the Song Dynasty abandoned their homes and businesses and poured into the Wu Kingdom crazily.
For this reason, the Song Dynasty had to send troops to guard the border to prevent people from fleeing.
"But, what's the use of blindly blocking it?" At the end, Zhang Zhiyou couldn't help but shake his head, looking at Wang Liangyu with unconcealed admiration in his eyes, "If Wu's territorial reform continues, no matter how hard it is,
In five years, the Song Dynasty will be destroyed!"
When all the common people have fled, how can the Song Dynasty continue to exist? On the basis of those big turbans who only know about romance?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Listening to Zhang Zhiyou's words, Wang Liangyu and Huang Rong couldn't help but laugh. This is really what they want to see, taking down the Song Dynasty without any blood!
After chatting for a long time, Wang Liangyu got down to business: "I came back to see you this time mainly because I wanted to go into the Chunqiu Pavilion for a visit. Is it convenient?"
"Convenient! Of course it's convenient!" Zhang Zhiyou nodded without hesitation.
"If that's the case, then when should we set off?" Wang Liangyu asked again.
Zhang Zhiyou glanced at the sky outside the house and said, "Let's set off after dinner!"
Zhang Zhiyou originally planned to buy dinner from outside, but Huang Rong stopped her. She cooked and prepared a table of delicious food herself.
During this meal, Zhang Zhiyou's face was red and his mouth was full of oil. He was full of praise for Huang Rong, saying that he was the best chef in the world, which made Huang Rong very happy.
After eating and taking a short rest, the three of them left the small courtyard at night and climbed the city wall to leave Lin'an City.
After walking hurriedly for half a day, the three of them arrived at a wilderness, which was exactly where Zhang Zhiyou had brought Wang Liangyu and Huang Rong.
"Here?" Huang Rong recognized it and looked around curiously.
After eating a meal, Zhang Zhiyou's impression of Huang Rong was greatly improved. He smiled mysteriously and stamped his foot. The ground suddenly sunk out of thin air, revealing a long staircase, illuminated by torches along the way, leading straight to the ground.
"Although the Spring and Autumn Storytellers are said to be kind to others, they are inevitably jealous of others, so now they can only hide underground!" Zhang Zhiyou explained and walked down the steps first.
Wang Liangyu and Huang Rong looked at each other and quickly followed.
As soon as the two of them walked down the steps, the sunken ground quickly returned to its original state, and there was nothing strange at all outside.
After walking down for an unknown amount of time, at the end of the steps, a long and narrow tunnel came into view.
After walking for a long time, the tunnel disappeared and an underground cave appeared in front of us.
The underground cave is very open, with a length of fifty meters, a width of thirty meters, and a height of more than twenty meters. An underground river runs through it. On both sides of the underground river, there are many stone houses standing at random, with scattered firelights.
"This is the chief rudder of the Spring and Autumn Storytellers?" Wang Liangyu looked at everything in front of him in surprise, a little unbelievable, and couldn't help but ask, "How did you find this place?"
Zhang Zhiyou shook his head and explained: "This is not the main helm of the Spring and Autumn Storytellers, but the branch helm of Jiangnan." After a pause, he added, "In order to protect themselves, the Spring and Autumn Storytellers all learned the skill of digging into the earth.
It took us a lot of energy to find this underground cave!"
"Chunqiu Pavilion is not at the main helm?" Wang Liangyu frowned and asked slightly surprised.
Zhang Zhiyou smiled when he heard this and just said: "Ancestor, wait a moment, we will know later!"
With that said, Zhang Zhiyou led the two of them towards the stone house by the dark river.
There were already a few people around the stone house. When they saw Zhang Zhiyou, they all greeted him and kept looking at Wang Liangyu and Huang Rong.
"Everyone go back to your house to practice, and stop being stuck like this!" Zhang Zhiyou waved his hand and drove a group of people away, and then explained to Wang Liangyu and Huang Rong, "They are all beginners, they are still learning, and there is nothing they can do yet.
Go out and tell stories.”
Huang Rong's face was filled with surprise and she asked curiously: "Do you still need to learn storytelling?"
"Rong'er, the Spring and Autumn Storytellers are different!" Before Zhang Zhiyou could explain, Wang Liangyu had already introduced, "The Spring and Autumn Storytellers have a special set of cultivation methods. If you can't practice them well, you can't even get in, let alone tell stories.
!”
"What kind of method?" Huang Rong asked repeatedly, especially curious about the practice methods of the Spring and Autumn Storytellers.
Wang Liangyu shook his head and said solemnly: "It's about practice, we'd better not ask about it!"
Huang Rong couldn't help but look at Zhang Zhiyou after hearing this, her eyes twitching.
Zhang Zhiyou was about to speak, but was interrupted by Wang Liangyu: "Okay, now is not the time to talk about this. Let's go to Chunqiu Pavilion quickly!"
Zhang Zhiyou nodded and took the lead, with Wang Liangyu following behind.
"Brother Yu, Ronger, can't you just listen to me?" Huang Rong pulled the corner of Wang Liangyu's clothes and looked at Wang Liangyu sadly.
Wang Liangyu reached out and pinched Huang Rong's pretty nose, and scolded with a smile: "Rong'er, you are extremely smart and talented. You should have made rapid progress in martial arts, but you are playful and half-hearted. You are never willing to practice martial arts well. If I let you do it again,
Now that you know how the storyteller practices, how can you still think about practicing martial arts?"
Huang Rong curled her lips with an angry look on her face: "What's so good about practicing martial arts!" In a flash, she smiled brightly and said, "Brother Youyu protects Rong'er. It doesn't matter whether Rong'er practices martial arts or not."
"Rong'er, our martial arts practice is not about fighting bravely, but about transcending the world." Wang Liangyu thought for a while and decided to take this opportunity to educate Huang Rong. She couldn't help but said, "Rong'er, you should know that practicing martial arts can prolong your life.
Then do you know how long I can live?"
Huang Rong was startled when she heard this and looked at Wang Liangyu in surprise.
"With my current skills, I can live for at least a hundred years. No matter how much I improve my skills in the future, my lifespan will definitely be extended. One hundred or two hundred years is not impossible. But when that happens, where will you be, Ronger?" Wang Liangyu
He looked at Huang Rong solemnly and said sincerely, "Rong'er, I hope to be with you for a long time. I don't want to be alone!"
Huang Rong was stunned immediately and looked at Wang Liangyu intently. After a while, she came back to her senses. She looked at Wang Liangyu hesitantly and asked: "Brother Yu, you are not deliberately trying to trick me just to make me practice well, are you?"
"The upgraded version of martial arts foundation building skills, although you have never been interested in it, you have practiced it. Don't you have some experience?" Wang Liangyu couldn't laugh or cry, and asked Huang Rong.
Huang Rong frowned and thought for a moment. Thinking of the past experience of practicing the upgraded version of martial arts foundation building skills, she couldn't help but believe in her heart: "Brother Yu, is everything you said true?"
"Absolutely true!"
Huang Rong suddenly panicked and said hurriedly: "Brother Yu, I will practice diligently in the future. I want to be with Brother Yu forever!"
"Yes, together forever!" Wang Liangyu picked up Huang Rong with a smile on his face.
After taking the opportunity to wake up Huang Rong, Wang Liangyu pulled her to catch up with Zhang Zhiyou who was walking in front, and followed the underground river all the way to the center of the cave. A two-story stone building stood beside the underground river.
"Is this the Spring and Autumn Pavilion?" Looking at the two-story stone building, Wang Liangyu couldn't help but show a trace of disappointment on his face.
After thousands of years of accumulation of storytellers in the Spring and Autumn Period, is this the only two-story stone building?
Zhang Zhiyou saw the disappointment on Wang Liangyu's face, but without explaining it, he led Wang Liangyu into the stone building.
Walking into the stone building, there was nothing on the first floor except for an old man lying on a chair with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep with no sign of waking up.
"This is Master Wu, responsible for guarding the Jiangnan branch." Zhang Zhiyou introduced and continued walking upstairs.
Wang Liangyu and Huang Rong both looked confused. Are they sleeping on guard like this?
Full of doubts, the two of them followed Zhang Zhiyou up to the second floor.
The second floor is equally spacious, except for a long table in the center and a stack of bamboo slips on the table.
Seeing this situation, Wang Liangyu was even more surprised and couldn't help but look at Zhang Zhiyou.
Zhang Zhiyou smiled, led Wang Liangyu to the long table, pointed to the bamboo slips on the table, and said: "Chunqiu Pavilion is right here!"
Wang Liangyu was puzzled by its meaning. Looking at the bamboo slips, he vaguely recognized some handwriting, such as "King Zhou", "Huang Feihu" and so on.
"What is this?" Wang Liangyu asked with surprise on his face.
"This is "The Romance of the Gods"!" Zhang Zhiyou chuckled and said slowly, with a bit of showoff and pride.