"So you are King Jiang Wu. Li Changchun is here to thank King Jiang Wu for saving his life." Listening to Ren Tianhua's roar before his death, Li Changchun and his disciples suddenly realized that this handsome young man in front of them had become famous in the past two years.
King Wu Jiang Li.
Li Changchun kowtowed to Jiang Li without hesitation. Behind him, all the disciples also kowtowed.
"All righteous men, please arise. When we see an injustice on the road, it is my duty as a Jianghu person to draw my sword to help. Not to mention the kindness of the Fifth Master of the Big Sword. I, Mr. Jiang, also admire him very much. How can I not save him even if I meet him today?"
Jiang Li stepped forward, helped Li Changchun up and said.
"King Wu, I, Li Changchun, don't know a single Chinese character, but I can nail every drop of my saliva. I will remember King Wu's great kindness today in my heart. When I send Hongyi to senior Li Shuwen, I will hold grass and tie a ring for my senior for the rest of my life."
Whip and stirrup, you will never regret it." Li Changchun looked at Jiang Li with a determined expression and said firmly.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Since we are all looking for Senior Li, why not go together." Jiang Li looked at him and did not try to persuade him after all. He knew that even if he did persuade him, it would probably not have much effect. This
There are many people in this era who value love and righteousness.
Just like what Li Changchun said, he spits and nails every word. Once he has said it, he must do it. Otherwise, he is not keeping his word. If Jiang Li insists on persuading him, it will only embarrass him.
It's better to leave quietly in the future and never see each other again for the rest of our lives, which will save other people's lives.
"It turns out that Master, you are also looking for Senior Li. That's great." Li Changchun said.
Jiang Li gave the corpse-transforming water he carried to Li Changchun's disciples and asked them to dispose of the corpses. As for the muskets on the ground, they all found a place to bury them, and the horses were taken away together.
From now on, Jiang Li went with them.
The two of them talked from time to time along the way. From Li Changchun's mouth, Jiang Li roughly understood what happened.
Three years ago, Da Dao Wang Wu gathered a group of righteous men and wanted to avenge his friend Tan Sitong, one of the Six Gentlemen of 1898. Unfortunately, he joined the foreign gun team to kill him side by side, and the dignified Grandmaster Dan Jin died unexpectedly.
Later, Wang Wu's head was cut off by the imperial court and hung in the capital. Fortunately, Huo Yuanjia, a hero from Jinmen, rushed to the capital overnight and took away Wang Wu's head for burial.
However, even though Wang Wu died, the imperial court did not intend to let go of his relatives. For several years, the Qing court's bloodthirsty people kept searching for Wang Wu's relatives and killing them wantonly.
The Fifth Master Wang has a high prestige in Beijing, Tianjin and other places, and he attaches great importance to love and justice, and is generous with his kindness. Almost everyone in this chaotic world admires him. It is not enough to see those court hawks and dogs killing the Fifth Master Wang, but they also have to kill him.
All his relatives were killed, and many people couldn't help but take action.
As a result, a battle between the imperial court and Jianghu forces started in Beijing, Tianjin, Hebei and other places, which has lasted for nearly a year now.
However, how can those martial arts masters compare to the hordes of foreign gunmen? Year after year, they win less and lose more, and there are many heroes and heroes from all walks of life killed and injured.
And Li Changchun is the contemporary head of Tianxi Sect, a small sect in the capital. When he was young, he wandered around the world and was saved by Wang Wuye. This time, in order to protect Wang Wuye, his only son, Wang Hongyi, he even
The ancestral sects are no longer considered.
If he hadn't happened to meet Jiang Li, I'm afraid all of them would have died here, and even the fifth master Wang's heirs wouldn't have been able to keep him.
Compared to Jiang Li, Li Changchun and a group of disciples slowly relaxed from their initial restraint. They discovered that King Jiang Wu, who was rumored to be decisive and decisive in the world, was also a man with a bold personality and spoke without any airs.
He is as approachable as Wang Wuye back then.
Slowly, Li Changchun's disciples began to chat with Jiang Li. Some asked him for martial arts advice, while others chatted with him and asked about things in the world. The atmosphere was quite harmonious.
Soon, the group walked through the dense forest from Guan Road and arrived at Wangnanliang Village in Yanshan County.
This is the hometown of sharpshooter Li Shuwen.
Wangnanliang Village is a continuous stretch of adobe houses. At the entrance of the village stands a huge stone two people high, which is written to Wangnanliang Village. Next to the village monument is a strong willow tree that can be embraced by three people. Under the willow tree, lying on the chair of the Grand Master, a man with a beard
A completely white old man.
Not far from the village monument, there is a continuous field. There is no food in the cement-paved field, but there are more than 20 men in fine clothes, shouting and practicing martial arts there, watching their movements, one by one.
They were all admitted.
"Wangnanliang Village has a strong martial arts culture." Jiang Li looked at this scene and sighed slightly. Li Shuwen came out of Wangnanliang Village. After he came back, he relied on his influence to transform a poor hometown.
It became a hometown of martial arts.
"Old man, can you tell Li Shuwen where Senior Li's home is?" As he approached, Li Changchun dismounted and walked to the old man under the willow tree and asked.
At this time, someone on the nearby grain field had already seen Jiang Li and his group. A lean young man looked over and ran over.
"He is an expert." Looking at the movements of the visitor, a thought flashed through Jiang Li's mind.
"The Third Grand Prince is resting, so please don't disturb him. Huo Diange, what do you want to do in Wang Nanliang Village?" The young man came to Jiang Li and his group, clasped his fists, and asked.
"Jiang Li, I have admired the reputation of senior Li Shuwen for a long time, and I came here specifically to pay my respects today." Jiang Li got off his horse, cupped his hands towards Huo Diange, and said calmly.
"It turns out that King Wu is here. I am not welcome from afar. My master is resting at home. Please come with me." Huo Diange stood in awe, clasped his fists and bowed to Jiang Li, leading the way. Jiang Li, Li Changchun and others
Then follow behind.
Soon, everyone came to an adobe house in the north of the village.
"Drink..." Still more than ten meters away, everyone heard loud shouting in the yard. A short and thin middle-aged man was holding a long gun and was practicing in the yard.
I saw the man shaking the big gun, and the head of the gun drew a circle with a diameter of more than one meter like lightning. Its momentum was like the water of the Yangtze River, majestic and thousands of miles away. When the gun was struck, it was like a meteor chasing the moon, frightening ghosts and gods, and at a fast speed.
The force was so fierce that there were muffled crackling sounds in the air.
"Bang..." Suddenly, the man swung his spear and stabbed it straight in the direction of everyone. At that moment, it was like a dragon catching a tiger, and an extremely terrifying aura swept towards everyone.
As it rolled down, it was as bright as Mount Tai pressing down on top, as if it was trying to push everyone down.
Li Changchun and the other disciples, even Huo Diange at the front, turned red. He felt as if a huge mountain was pressing on his chest. He was having difficulty breathing and couldn't even lift his feet.
"Drink..." Suddenly, Jiang Li, who was standing next to everyone, took a step forward, made a palm with his right hand, and slashed straight from the side. The Huanghuang fist burst out, and his lofty ambition to dare to compete with God was the beginning of the world.
With his general palm strength, he went straight towards the man's stabbing spear.
In an instant, the middle-aged man in the yard raised his head, his eyes seemed to contain infinite divine light, and looked at Jiang Li. Jiang Li also looked at him unwillingly, his eyes seemed to be burning with blazing fire, and the fighting spirit in his heart was surging.
, almost impossible to cover up.
One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
Suddenly, the middle-aged man in the yard laughed loudly, put away the spear in his hand, and stood beside him.
Here, Jiang Li stood upright, as tall as a spear, with a faint smile on his face.
It was only then that Li Changchun and others took a long breath and felt that the breath in their chests became smoother.
Everyone looked at Jiang Li and the middle-aged man in the yard in shock. Just by relying on his momentum, he could make them breathless. If they really fought, wouldn't they end up like the fish on the chopping board, being slaughtered by others?
?
"King Wu Jiang Li, you are indeed worthy of being called this name." At this time, the middle-aged man in the yard came out and looked at Jiang Li with stern eyes.
"Jiang has been looking forward to a fight with the sharpshooter Li Shuwen for a long time." Jiang Li clasped his fists at the middle-aged man, with bright eyes and a strong voice.
"Okay, okay, okay, having a rival like you is a great blessing in life, hahaha." Li Shuwen laughed and said.
