After Wei Zheng heard this, he quickly took a breath. Even the southwest hero Hu Jin couldn't sustain a hundred moves, so how terrifying this Red Sleeve Villa must be. Because he clearly remembered that Hu Jin and Yang Andao had an affair many years ago.
In a duel, the two were almost equally matched, and even Hu Jin was slightly better.
For young masters like Wei Zheng, if we don’t talk about perverted masters like He Xiong, Hu Jin himself is just an ordinary existence. But Yang Fu said that Hu Jin could not hold a hundred moves, which really made Wei Zheng
Shocked.
But no matter what, since the other party has already figured out how to attack, he still has to think of countermeasures. As for how to face the condolences of the heroes, Yang Fu and Wei Zheng fell into deep thought again. Indeed, at present,
There was no good way. After thinking hard to no avail, Yang Fu and Wei Zheng both looked at Wei Yuehua.
Wei Yuehua was shocked. How could she, a little girl, dare to come up with an idea for such a big matter? This matter affects the entire world. If you are not careful, there may be a river of blood.
However, the encouraging looks from Yang Fu and Wei Zheng gave Wei Yuehua courage. In fact, she had already had immature thoughts, but she didn't dare to say them out because she was immature.
Wei Yuehua kept stroking the ends of his hair with both hands, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "Senior Yang, Yuehua doesn't know martial arts, but he once heard Brother Shan say something about it. Brother Shan once said that there is a kind of martial arts,
It can absorb other people's internal energy, and finally achieve the effect of lifting a thousand pounds. He also said that for a master of this kind of martial arts practice, the opponent's internal energy will hit the body like it hits a sponge, with no impact at all. I want to ask Senior Yang
, is there really such martial arts in this world?"
Yang Fu nodded and said: "Yes. Generally, when a person with strong internal strength receives the power of a person with weaker internal strength, he can use his internal strength to remove the opponent's strength. This makes the opponent's strength feel like hitting cotton.
, it will have no effect at all.”
"Okay," Wei Yuehua said with a faint smile: "For the time being, we regard the other party's coming to express condolences as the opponent's fist power, and what we are now thinking about is how to remove their fist power. Since they are showing condolences,
flag, I must be sure that He Daxia is no longer here, and there is actually no point in concealing this fact. Because after all, paper cannot cover the fire, and it would be better to admit it sooner than later."
"Secondly, the other party must have been sure that we would not set up a memorial service for He Daxia, so they came under the guise of coming to express condolences. If we turn them away, it will give them more excuse. But if we accept their condolences,
If you treat them politely, then their condolences will have no effect, right?"
"In the end, we just need to give them gifts. In this way, whether it is moral or other aspects, it is justified and their excuses will disappear. Don't you think so, Senior Yang?"
Yang Fu nodded frequently, and when he was stroking his beard with his hands, he realized that his beard had been shaved off, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. This action also made the others purse their lips and hold back laughter.
Wei Zheng asked quickly: "What if the other party still insists on asking for the whereabouts of the book and the sword after expressing condolences? After all, that kid from Huangshan said during the martial arts conference that those with ability can get it."
Wei Yuehua said angrily: "Brother, you are confused. If they still insist on coming in the end, then their reputation is not justified. How many supporters can they have in the world?"
?Besides, with Senior Yang and Taoist Yang sitting here, they have to be a little scrupulous in the name of Dian Cang Qiyin, right?"
"Furthermore, according to my inference, even if Hu Jin, the hero of the Southwest, fails to help us, he will not go against us. Because he is the hero of the Southwest, and this is the border of Nanzhao, and he has to take care of his status in the world.
status and reputation."
Wei Yuehua's method was indeed a good one, which Yang Fu could not stop praising. And the most commendable thing was that Wei Yuehua had estimated several possibilities, and Yang Fu had to re-evaluate Wei Yuehua.
Already.
"What a good plan." Yang Fu was very satisfied after hearing this and said several good things in succession: "Okay, very good, let's do it like this. Miss Yuehua is ice-snow smart and flexible, which is really rare in the world. If she is a man, she must be Zongheng
Confucian generals who have made great achievements on the battlefield."
Yang Fu's praise made Wei Yuehua quickly apologize several times, and he was naturally happy. It was indeed a rare thing to be recognized and praised by Yang Fu.
Yang Fu then straightened up his face and said seriously: "It's just that I have to alarm Master He again, which makes me feel very uneasy. However, as long as we can pass the test, even if Master He knows better, he will not blame us."
Everyone sighed for a while. Indeed, it was indeed disrespectful to do things in He Xiong's name. However, with He Xiong's personality, they probably wouldn't mind. After a while, everyone was relieved.
At this time, Yang Fu asked Wei Yuehua again: "Miss Yuehua, do you think it is necessary to distribute hero posts widely during this memorial meeting?"
Wei Yuehua shook his head and said: "Yuehua thinks it's not necessary, because they will come regardless of whether we post a hero post or not. It's better if we don't post it, then we can give the other party a surprise, and maybe disrupt their position.
effect.”
Yang Fu once again admired Wei Yuehua from the bottom of his heart. This child is thoughtful and flexible, and is a good think tank. With her in Zhenyuan helping Huangshan, a lot of unnecessary trouble will be saved and many things can be solved.
.
However, Wei Yuehua's only worry is that if his strategy fails and the opponent has many masters, and he only has a few masters, he may not be able to handle it, and things will get worse. Wei Yuehua has such worries, but
It’s just that I didn’t say it out loud, because even if I say it out, it’s useless. It’s better not to say it out loud and just wait and see.
Cai Ah Liu once again organized the gang and built a mourning hall for He Xiong on the side of the stage. Everything that was set up was quickly completed with the efforts of the gang. Xi Wuhan served as the congratulator.
Xiong's only descendant at this time took on the responsibility of thanking the filial son.
For a time, the mourning hall was brightly lit and filled with mournful music. Everyone could finally pay their respects to the hero openly and openly, and at the same time, they could quietly wait for the heroes to come to express their condolences.
Sure enough, early the next morning, Nanzhao City was crowded with people. Heroes gathered around a couple and marched towards Zhenyuan to help.
The couple in the lead were serving the best of each other. The middle-aged woman was not angry and proud, and her beautiful eyes were very handsome. She had an oval face and a slender waist. It would be no exaggeration to say that she was the reincarnation of Zhao Feiyan. That beautiful woman
It was Shi Wanqing from Red Sleeve Villa. As Shi Wanqing walked on the road, she attracted the attention of everyone in the city. All the men couldn't stop, and all the women were deeply jealous.
The middle-aged man next to Shi Wanqing
But it completely subverted people's imagination: he was an extremely ugly man. He was not tall, even a little slender, and looked like a weak man. He had a flat nose, wide lips, and sharp eyes like an eagle's eye.
A pair of big, protruding ears, with no beard on the chin.
This man is the new owner of Red Sleeve Villa and Shi Wanqing's husband, Hou Dazong. Although Hou Dazong is ugly in appearance, he is also walking like a dragon and a tiger, with two sharp rays of light shooting out of his eyes from time to time. His temples are slightly bulged, and you can tell at a glance that he is a powerful man.
Da Zong's internal strength cultivation is very high.
The couple each held a sword, and walked straight through the city gate towards the Zhenyuan Gang. The heroes behind them all became solemn after leaving the city. After all, they were nominally going to congratulate Xiong.
Condolences.
The concierge of the Zhenyuan Gang set up a ceremony table outside the gate. Seeing the heroes coming from a distance, he quickly raised his voice and sang a long song.
"There are - guests - arriving -"
Hou Dazong and his wife looked solemn, placed the gift list at the concierge, and then led the group of heroes to step into the Zhenyuan Gang. No. 100, a wealthy gangster, entered the Zhenyuan Gang and there was no noise at all, except for the sound of footsteps.
The heroes finished their memorial ceremony, and Xi Wuhan returned the gift. After the ceremony, the heroes took their seats in front of the stage one by one. To facilitate everyone, just like a martial arts conference, the Zhenyuan Gang set up tables in front of the stage.
Seeing Wei Zheng arranging everything, Shi Wanqing couldn't help but frowned. He didn't recognize the young Taoist priest in front of him. When he saw Yang Fu, Hou Dazong and his wife hurriedly left the table and were about to say hello to Yang Fu.
At this time, another voice came from the concierge: "Southwestern hero, Hu Daxia - arrived -."
Hu Jin was followed by nine young men, who were his eldest son Hu Wei and the eight disciples of Fengyun, Thunder, Pine, Bamboo, Plum and Orchid. Yang Fu smiled apologetically at Hou Dazong and his wife and hurriedly greeted them.
After Yang Fu went to pick him up, Hou Dazong looked a little confused and said to Shi Wanqing: "Didn't you say that everything in the Zhenyuan Gang was quiet? Why did they suddenly set up a mourning hall? Aren't they worried that the news of He Xiong's death would bring them
Unfavorable? In other words, the Zhenyuan Gang has known about our actions for a long time?"
Shi Wanqing was also slightly worried and said: "Yes, I also wonder if this happened too suddenly. I almost forgot how to bow in condolences. Never mind, let's see what happens later!"
Yang Fu met Hu Jin, and they bowed to each other and then came to the mourning hall together.
Hu Jin led his disciples to pay their respects in the mourning hall, and Xi Wuhan returned the greeting as he spoke. When Hu Wei saw Xi Wuhan, he immediately became distracted. Thanks to Hu Jin's repeated reminders in a low voice, he did not make any mistakes.
"Boss Yang," Hu Jin also asked with a puzzled look on his face: "What on earth is going on? If I hadn't heard that someone was coming to the Zhenyuan Gang and followed me, I wouldn't have known what happened. He Daxia really
Have you traveled to heaven? When did this happen?"
Yang Fu was unhappy and thought to himself: "As a hero of the Southwest, the entire Nanzhao City is under your nose. Do you still need to ask questions knowingly what happened?"
However, Yang Fu did not say it out, he just sighed and said: "Alas! It's hard to explain in words. He Daxia has been seriously injured since the last martial arts competition, and finally he will not recover. Now Huangshan is not here anymore, so he has to entrust him to just go forward.