"He Kuan, Feng Daxia has the grace to save my life. You must not be rude."
He Ying frowned and drank.
"Master, now the world is divided into three parts. Our Daxia is located in the northwest and is the weakest. Emperor Wan Yanliang of the Jin Kingdom is very ambitious and his desire to conquer the world is known to the world. Who knows if he can arrange for capable people to come to my Daxia to investigate?
Intelligence, if you use the grace of saving your life to sneak into my Hejia Village, wouldn't it be dangerous?"
He Kuan sneered.
Hearing this, many of the elders of the He family were stunned and thought deeply.
Although He Ying was talking about the situation, even if an undercover agent is trying to spy on information, he would still go to Xiping Mansion or Xingqing Mansion. Who would stay in a small mountain village like yours?
But it would be a big deal if He Kuan's hat was removed.
You must know that Daxia is ruled by an aristocracy. The officials are all from major families, witchcraft, and sects. They are the king's law, and they are the Lord of Heaven. Many people are coveting the He family's property, in case they are killed by that greedy person.
If we seize the handle, wouldn't the He family be doomed?
"Are you doubting me?"
Feng Zhou put down his wine glass, smiling half-heartedly.
He had no grudge against He Kuan, but Feng Zhou understood the reason from the greedy eyes He Kuan glanced at Ah Zi from time to time. But how could Feng Zhou care about what such a little person thought.
"I don't dare, I just don't want my master to be confused by others. If Feng Daxia comes from a famous family and is not a spy from the Jin and Song Dynasties, He Kuan will definitely pay a courtesy and apologize to Feng Daxia." He Kuan said loudly.
"That's right, that's right. Hero Feng suddenly appeared here. His intentions and origins are unknown. We don't know for sure."
"Although there are many wild animals in Niushou Mountain, I have never heard of tigers. Isn't this a trap?"
"What He Kuan said is not unreasonable."
Others nodded.
He Ying couldn't help but become suspicious.
Feng Zhou killed a tiger with three punches and two kicks. However, he saw it with his own eyes. Logically speaking, all undercover agents and spies would be cautious and would not show off their hands and feet easily. However, the Feng Zhou in front of him was moving freely and did not look like an undercover agent at all.
appearance.
But where Feng Zhou came from, He Ying was not sure either.
"What is real is false, and what is false is true. Who knows if this person is lying to me?" He Ying was surprised and confused.
Azi's little face turned red with anger, and she shouted loudly: "He Kuan, what do you mean? Brother Zi Heng showed off his skills and killed the tiger, saving me and my father. From the looks of it, he is a disciple of a large sect. You...
How can you rest assured that you have one spy at a time?"
"Miss Azi, you are still young and easily deceived by adulters."
He Kuan said calmly: "If Master Feng is from a big sect and is not a spy, he should have tokens, certificates and the like on him. This can't be fake, right?"
As soon as these words came out, all eyes were immediately focused on Feng Zhou.
Even Azi was stunned and looked over worriedly.
Feng Zhou played with the teacup in his hand, noncommittal.
"What? You can't take it out?" He Kuan took a step forward, clenched his fists, and said coldly: "If you can't take it out, then admit that you deceived my master and pretended to be a disciple of a famous family, and get out of Hejia Village. Otherwise, don't blame me.
We, the He family, are not welcome."
He had practiced kung fu, his muscles were strong, and he had abundant physical strength. He was so powerful that it was enough to make a child afraid to cry at night.
Feng Zhou snorted softly, raised his eyelids and said:
"Who do you think you are? You dare to question me?"
"You!" He Kuan was furious and was about to charge forward with his fist.
Feng Zhou waved his sleeves and shouted softly: "Get out of here!"
An invisible energy was suddenly swung out by him, like a sledgehammer hitting He Kuan. He Kuan groaned, unable to say a word, and flew directly out of the living room and passed over in mid-air.
Two or three walls, and then with a "bang", it rolled to the ground. I don't know where it fell.
In an instant, there was deathly silence in the entire hall.
Everyone was so proud that they didn't dare to say anything, and they all looked over with dumbfounded eyes. Xixia was very popular in martial arts, and He Kuan was very good at boxing and kicking. He had a small reputation in this area. Even the great masters of the Bronze Sect could not be like Feng Zhou.
Defeated with a wave of his hand.
"This must be the Shenlongmen's method!" an elder of the He family exclaimed.
"Yes, defeating the enemy with a wave of your hand is the magical skill of the Shenlong Sect!"
"The hero's action is indeed extraordinary!"
Everyone was amazed.
He Ying stood up with a drink and apologized to Feng Zhou repeatedly. A Zi looked at Feng Zhou closely with her beautiful eyes, as if looking at an idol.
It's just that Feng Zhou didn't drink, so these people had to punish themselves with three drinks as a sign of disrespect.
At this point, who cares about He Kuan humiliating himself? Daxia has always respected the strong, so why should he not have eyes?
Soon, Feng Zhou settled down in Hejiacun.
Who would have known that a few days later, He Ying would burst in with an ugly face:
"Feng Daxia, the masters of the Bronze Sect, are here with the servants of Linhe County Government."
The Bronze School is not named after gold, silver and bronze.
Their name comes from Qingtongxia.
The name of Qingtong Gorge dates back to the period of Dayu. After King Yu controlled the floods, he climbed to the top of the mountain and saw that the cliffs of Niushou Mountain showed a bronze color against the glow of the river, so it was named "Qingtong Gorge". It was later considered to commemorate him.
Due to his great achievements, a temple for King Yu was built. A poem praised it: "The river has nine bends to collect bronze, and the cliffs are glowing red with the setting sun. It is said that the traces of Yu were left by sparse chiseling, and Anlan's name was recorded in the Qing Dynasty.'
The Bronze Sect is a local Buddhist sect located in the Bronze Temple. With its martial arts and witchcraft, it assists the government in collecting taxes, extracting corvees, and recruiting soldiers from the villages and villages in Linhe County.
Although it is only a small sect under the jurisdiction of Xiping Mansion, it still has many masters and its status is higher than that of the local people.
Every disciple who comes down, including Li Zheng and the pavilion chief, must be treated with great care.
The Bronze Sect sent three masters, while the Linhe County government officials were led by a household superintendent and followed by more than fifty government officials.
Just looking at his style, he is much better than Li Gongfu.
The government and the witch sect came to Hejiazhuang, and many of He's elders came in a hurry to see him.
"Let He Ying come out and the guy pretending to be a famous disciple."
shouted the leading monk.
He is about forty years old. He is dressed in white monk robes and has an extraordinary bearing. He holds a Zen staff in one hand and a Buddhist bead in the other. There is a bright light shining between his eyes. He is obviously a master of martial arts.
Xixia was founded by martial arts, and there were many masters among the people. Naturally, there were also warrior monks in the temples. Obviously, this monk was also a top-notch master in the Xixia Kingdom.
"Master, my family is coming..."
Following the explanation, He Ying came in a hurry and said with a smile on his face: "He Ying met with Li Yasi and met with the three masters. You have come from afar, please come in to drink tea. The laughing man will prepare it immediately. It's just this year's tax."
I just handed over the corvee some time ago, do I need to collect it again?"
"He Ying, you don't have to worry about it. Your housekeeper reported that there is a liar in your house. You suspect he is an enemy spy. Why don't you hand him over quickly?"
Another monk on the left shouted.
He Ying looked up and saw He Ying cowering behind the Yamen officer.
He Ying was immediately furious.
To capture a spy, it would take fifty servants and three monks to take action?
These people clearly used this as an excuse to extort money.
He Ying has many ways to deal with these guys.
It's nothing more than a matter of discretion in etiquette and military service.
We must not meet their needs, otherwise these guys will fill the gap, and Hejiacun will become the slaves of these people.
He immediately pointed at He Kuan and shouted angrily: "He Kuan, what do you mean?"
"I just don't want the master to be deceived by traitors again."
He Kuan gritted his teeth and said.
"You villain!" He Ying was furious and was about to speak angrily.
A cold voice from the side came: "A servant dares to accuse a guest. It seems that he was beaten lightly last time."
Everyone turned around and saw Feng Zhou walking slowly, accompanied by Ah Zi.
Feng Zhou retained the Han hairstyle and clothing. As soon as he appeared, he was as handsome as jade, and his appearance was as handsome as a jade stranger.
"Haha, where does this scholar come from and dare to pretend to be a disciple of a famous family?"
The three monks looked at him at the same time. They were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes suddenly showed sarcasm.
I thought he was such a great person, but he turned out to be a poor scholar.
How could such a person be a spy? Moreover, he seemed to have no martial arts skills at all. He Kuan actually used this excuse to bite back. It was really despicable.
But it's good to have an excuse. As long as we have an excuse, we can extort a lot of money. Even if Hejiacun takes the lawsuit to Xiping Mansion, the money will always be obtained first.
"She looks good, but it's a pity that she has embroidered pillows and is just a rotten scholar."
The monk on the right said coldly: "But such a rotten scholar and useless good-for-nothing actually dares to pretend to be a disciple of a famous family and cheat. Could it be that you, He Ying, have some intentions?"