Chapter 23 Chapter 23 One-legged Cao Cao

The gray-shirted scribe frowned and said: "It's just that the fifth junior sister didn't come, and this kind of widowed wine is really boring to drink." Wu Huawen said with a smile: "You are a talented scholar, it's really difficult to serve. Think about it, in this barren mountain, how can you be so particular about it?" Four perfect scholar, it should be said that wine, sex, wealth, and temperament are all four things. Unexpectedly, this gray-shirted scribe, among the disciples of Bailiyuan and Gongye Ruyu, has the highest achievement, but also the most faults.

Ouyang Yong, who was at the side, quickly smiled flatteringly, looked at the gray-shirted scholar and said: Lord, if you don't mind, the girls in this mountain area are quite fit. The gray-shirted scribe couldn't help but brighten his eyes and said: Can you get it right away? Ouyang Yong said with a flattering smile: As long as the Lord is interested, I will send someone to look for it immediately. The gray-shirted scribe laughed and said: There is a saying: if you are hungry, you will not choose what to eat, so here and now, you have to make do with it. Ouyang Yong smiled, and laughed loudly: "Okay, the old man will be here soon."

Before he finished speaking, he kept pretending to be a man, hurried in, bowed to Wu Huawen and said: "My lord, two sliding poles were intercepted outside." Wu Huawen then asked: Who is on the sliding pole? The man dressed up said: "Return to the Lord, it is a middle-aged scribe and a blind old man." darn thing!The gray-shirted scribe snapped angrily, "Have you forgotten who you should pay attention to?" The well-dressed man continued to respectfully say: Yes, the subordinates deserve to die. Wu Huawen quickly interjected: "Third brother, don't lose your temper, let's ask and understand first."

The grey-shirted scribe was interrupted by his thoughts, and he couldn't help but stare drunkenly at Wu Huawen in anger, and said angrily, "Are you looking for a blind old man?" Wu Huawen smiled calmly and said: Third child, maybe he has put on a make-up? The gray-shirted man is still dissatisfied: But, there are only two of them Wu Huawen laughed and said: Don't forget, there are four bearers. The gray-shirted scribe raised his wine bowl, smiled wryly and said: You are always right, I am too lazy to argue with you He raised his bowl and drank it all, then continued with a smile: Then go and see for yourself!

Wu Huawen frowned, and said to Ouyang Yong: Boss Ouyang, let's go and have a look together. Ouyang Yong got up with a smile and said: "Your subordinates should accompany you." When Wu Huawen led Ouyang Yong and the well-dressed man out of the mountain temple, the urgent voice of the gray-shirted scholar came from the temple: Boss Ouyang, don't forget about me Ouyang Yong turned his head and raised his voice and replied: Lord, please rest assured, I will do it right away. Then, while walking, he asked the burly man in hard clothes, "Brother, what's the situation with that blind old man?"

The well-dressed man was stunned for a moment and said: "Ouyang old man said Ouyang Yong smiled wryly and said: I mean, what happened to the blind old man's eyes? This well-dressed man said in a nonchalant manner: "It's just ahead, old man Ouyang, go and see for yourself!" That's right, just beside the mountain path, next to the road where two sliding poles are placed horizontally, an old man dressed as a farmer is leaning on the boulder by the roadside, and a middle-aged scholar in green shirt is beside the old man, wandering with his hands behind his back. The bearers sit quietly and smoke dry cigarettes.

When the three of them approached, a well-dressed man who was obviously the leader smiled at the green-clothed scribe: "Our Lord is here, you should ask the Lord!" Then, he bowed to Wu Huawen and said: "See Lingzhu." Wu Huawen's gaze was like lightning, fixed on the green-clothed scholar. But Ouyang Yong walked towards the blind old man, and said in a deep voice with deep eyes: "Old man, open your eyes and let me see." The old man sighed softly: Your Majesty, what is there to see with a pair of blind eyes. Ouyang Yong sneered, and suddenly pointed to the other side's Jianjing acupoint.

The blind old man suddenly fell on his back and exclaimed in surprise: Your Majesty, spare your life! Ouyang Yong shouted angrily: I want your life! In the voice, he turned his fingers into palms and hit the blind old man's chest. Although the blind old man is blind, his movements are very nimble. As soon as Ouyang Yong's palm came out, he had already spun on the spot, and with that swipe, he stood up, not only avoiding Ouyang just right. Yong's sharp palm, like lightning, cut across Ouyang Yong's right wrist, and sneered: You think blind people are so easy to bully! In an instant, the two had exchanged ten strokes with fists and feet.

Depending on the situation, if the blind old man hadn't suffered because he was blind, Ouyang Yong might not be his opponent. The scribes in green shirts at the side stared at the arena with piercing eyes, wearing green shirts, they were already windless and white drums. Wu Huawen smiled coldly and said: Unexpectedly, both of them are masters who hide their secrets. Then, he raised his voice to Ouyang Yong and asked: Boss Ouyang, who is that blind old man? Ouyang Yong replied while beating: "Master, this is Lin Jiabao's wandering spirit, Lin Yongnian." This is really a narrow road for enemies, Wen Suqiong looked everywhere for Lin Yongnian, but couldn't find him, but after more than a month, Lin Yongnian happened to meet his opponent in Wushan.

Just imagine: Ouyang Heng, the second child of Wushan Shuangsha, died at the hands of Lin Yongnian in the suburbs of Nanchang a month ago. Now, Lin Yongnian is blind, and his natural skill has been greatly reduced due to the influence. Under the circumstances, would Ouyang Yong let him go easily? Wu Huawen laughed loudly and said, "It's true that the big fish don't come and the small fish come. It's okay, let's catch these two first, pay attention, you have to live!" Then, the scribe in green shirt smiled and said: "Do you want to catch him automatically, or do you want the Lord to do it yourself?"

The scholar in blue shirt covered his lips and did not answer, but his eyes were still fixed on the arena. Ouyang Yong shouted: Lin Yongnian, pay back my second child's life! In the voice, the mace was revealed, and it was smashed towards Lin Yongnian. When Lin Yongnian heard that the wind was wrong, he turned around and stepped back a few meters away. With a clang, he also raised his sword to meet him, and sneered: Ouyang Yong, your brother is calling for you! Dang, Dang, the two of them had fought three moves, and Ouyang Yong was forced to retreat five steps. Lin Yongnian flew his long sword flying, encircling Ouyang Yong in a dense sword curtain, and said with a sneer: "Ouyang Yong, if I hadn't been injured in both eyes, I would teach you within fifty moves, and you will be blood-splashed!" Wu Huawen laughed loudly and said: "Lin Yongnian, I can trust this. Since my friend in Tsing Yi refuses to teach me, it seems that I have no choice but to help you first." Then he shouted loudly: Ouyang Yong back down! In the voice, he flew towards Lin Yongnian, and grabbed Lin Yongnian's long sword with his bare hands. The scribe in green shirt shouted angrily: Lie down, everyone! With a flash of cold light, Zhenjian stabbed at Wu Huawen's side. At the same time, in the slanting stab, the figure flashed with lightning, and at the same time there was a sneer: there is me! There was a sound, sparks splashed, and the long sword of the green-clothed scribe was shaken away. Then, with a flash of cold light, the turban of the green-shirted scribe was cut off, and the silver hairpin was also cut off, leaving a long shawl. Hair, let it loose immediately.It turned out that this green-shirted scribe turned out to be a red makeup woman in disguise. I just heard a hehe and laughed wildly: Unexpectedly, it is still a female, and the Lord is itching, and a beauty comes to the door automatically, hahaha It turned out that the one who intervened here was the gray-shirted scribe who was known as the Four Perfect Scholars. The gray-robed scribe was overjoyed, but he was almost hit by the sword of the blue-clothed scribe who was furious. If he hadn't been really skilled, he would have been seriously injured if he didn't die! Feeling slightly stunned in his heart, he couldn't help swiping his sword to fight back, and said with a lewd smile: Yo!Full of strength, presumably the skill in bed is not bad This scholar in blue was actually the masked woman in green who had rescued Lin Yongnian in the suburbs of Nanchang.Her skill was originally stronger than Lin Yongnian, but the powerful enemy she is facing now is really too clever. If she tried her best, not only could she not get the offensive, but she would always be trapped by the opponent's dense sword In the net, there is no way to break through. The gray-shirted scribe was swimming around like a civet cat playing with a mouse, but on the other hand he smiled ambiguously and said: Although she is a bit older, she is still in her mid-mature, and she still has her charm, but she is only wearing a human skin mask, so I don't know if her face is beautiful or not. At this time, Lin Yongnian on the other side had the long sword in his hand taken away by Wu Huawen, and his acupuncture points were pinned down, making him unable to move. He was so anxious that he shouted loudly: "Qiaoyun, run away!" The woman in Tsing Yi said sadly: No!we must die together The gray-shirted scribe laughed loudly and said, "Beauty, how could I be willing to let you die!"Yo!Stop fighting, let's go to the mountain temple and have a good time Before he could finish his sentence, there were two crackling sounds and two hot slaps. I only heard a vigorous voice angrily said: Damn it!No matter how dirty your mouth is, be careful that I will dig out your tongue! The gray-shirted scribe was beaten until his eyes were full of gold stars, and he didn't even see who was beating him. He only heard the woman in green say softly: "Old man, the great virtue dare not say thanks, there is another one over there, please respect the old man!" All together.Only then did he gather his mind and look at the other party. It was a one-legged old man with all white beard and hair, wearing a long bronze gown. His face was wrinkled and without a trace of blood, but between his eyes opened and closed, he was as clean as lightning, making one dare not look directly at him. The one-legged old man hastily returned the salute to the woman in Tsing Yi: Madam, please don't be so old. When the road is rough, it is our duty to draw a sword to help each other. Besides, a little bit of labor is nothing. Before he finished speaking, the woman in Tsing Yi suddenly exclaimed: "Old man, be careful!" It turned out that the gray-shirted scribe had silently stabbed the one-legged old man with his sword from behind, and at the same time, Wu Huawen also swooped in from diagonally. What skills are these two masters!How powerful is this sudden attack!Therefore, even though the skill that this one-legged old man showed just now was really amazing, it still made the woman in Tsing Yi cry out in surprise. Just as two blue rainbows shot at the one-legged old man at the same time, the woman in Tsing Yi felt blurred in front of her eyes, and she had lost sight of the one-legged old man, but she heard a shout in her ears: Madam, go and take care of Lin Daxia ! When Lin Daxia was mentioned, the woman in Tsing Yi shook her sword and rushed towards the restrained Lin Yongnian as if awakened from a dream. Just at this moment, four well-dressed men rushed towards Lin Yongnian. The woman in Tsing Yi just got up, and her ears rang again and again: Mrs. Lin, don't show mercy! The woman in Tsing Yi yelled: Those who stand in my way will die! Where the blue rainbow flashed, the screams of misery spread continuously, one pair of the four well-dressed men had already died, and the other two also folded their arms and retreated ten feet away in shock. This was just a moment when the woman in Tsing Yi swung her sword and flew forward. When her figure was falling, Ouyang Yong also just rushed towards Lin Yongnian. The woman in Tsing Yi swung her sword to stop Ouyang Yong, while her left hand volleyed in the air to unlock Lin Yongnian's restricted acupuncture points, and said anxiously: "Yongnian, five feet to the left, there is a long sword, hurry up!" Although Lin Yongnian was blind, he reacted very quickly. As soon as the woman in Tsing Yi finished speaking, he had already grabbed the long sword, swung it smoothly, and cut a well-dressed man who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to pick up a bargain.But just after he killed one, another four or five well-dressed men surrounded him. However, these people didn't dare to approach any more, they just surrounded them from a distance, bluffed and shouted to cheer.At this moment, the woman in Tsing Yi, under great power, swiped, swiped, swiped three swords in a row, forcing Ouyang Yong back eight feet. It was a coincidence that Ouyang Yong retreated to a dead end blocked by a huge boulder when he was in a panic, so when the woman in Tsing Yi swung the fourth sword, he had no way to retreat, but he heard a local With a sound, the mace in his hand was shaken away, followed by a scream, and he was nailed to the boulder with a sword piercing his chest. The woman in Tsing Yi sneered, drew her sword and turned back to Lin Yongnian, and said loudly: "Yongnian, I'm here!" The reason why she wanted to say hello was because Lin Yongnian was blind, and she was afraid that he would be unable to distinguish for a while and regard herself as an enemy. Naturally, when the woman in Tsing Yi approached, those well-dressed men who surrounded Lin Yongnian from a distance also automatically gave way. All of this was only a matter of a moment. For a moment, Lin Yongnian and the woman in Tsing Yi were so busy that they didn't have any time to pay attention to the condition of the one-legged old man.At this moment, the crisis was resolved, and the woman in Tsing Yi stood beside Lin Yongnian with her sword horizontally, raising her eyes to look at the one-legged old man. At the same time, Lin Yongnian asked in a low voice: Qiao Yun, are you okay? The woman in Tsing Yi also replied in a low voice: I'm fine. Lin Yongnian continued: Who is that friend who helped us? The woman in Tsing Yi smiled wryly and said: I don't know either, and at the same time, there is no time to ask for advice. Lin Yongnian said: Over there, it seems like a pair of three? The woman in Tsing Yi nodded and said: Yes. It turned out that the one-legged old man had just caught up with Wu Huawen and the gray-shirted scribe, and the black-clothed old man in the mountain temple also caught up in time, forming a three-on-one. The martial arts of the old man in black is obviously much better than that of Ouyang Yong. But the martial arts of the one-legged old man is even more amazing. At first, he slapped the noble gray-shirted scribe twice, and it might be explained that he was surprised by the enemy, and he succeeded by luck when the gray-shirted scribe was fascinated by sex. But the current situation is different. He, alone with the two lords, and an old man in black who was more powerful than Ouyang Yong, didn't seem to take it seriously at all. I saw him calmly waving a tobacco stick, making the opponent's two swords and one knife, unable to cross the thunder pond. Not only that, as long as he counterattacked with the tobacco stick in his hand, the three opponents would be forced to retreat in a hurry. But he did not pursue, and after forcing the three of them back, he retreated and let them continue to attack. The four of them were fighting in silence, and none of them spoke. Of course, Wu Huawen and the other three were too aggressive to speak, look!The foreheads of the three of them were already covered with cold sweat! As for the one-legged old man, he was obviously observing the martial arts skills of the other three, he didn't want to speak, and he seemed to disdain to speak, just nodded from time to time and let out a sneer Lin Yongnian couldn't help hesitating and continued: "Qiaoyun, my side is no longer in danger, you should help him The woman in Tsing Yi couldn't help but chuckled and said: Help him, plus three more, that old man doesn't care! Lin Yongnian asked in surprise: Then, why are they still fighting? it depends.The woman in Tsing Yi continued thoughtfully: That old man is quietly watching the opponent's martial arts. Lin Yongnian then asked: Can you see the number of those three? The woman in Tsing Yi shook her head: I can't see it. What about the old man? It is even more mysterious. Lin Yongnian couldn't help frowning and continued: How can there be so many people with strong martial arts gathered in this Wushan tonight? Who knows!The woman in Tsing Yi sighed softly: Leaving aside that old man, the martial arts of Lingzhu alone are the only ones I have ever seen in my life. Lin Yongnian sighed and said: "I don't see the sea, I don't know the size of the world, Qiao Yun, it seems that you and I should retire Only to hear the one-legged old man yell: Stop! Wu Huawen and the other three were in a dilemma when they suddenly heard the word "stop hands", as if they were being amnesty, they each took three steps back and stood there with their eyes open in shock. The tobacco rod of the one-legged old man is black and shiny, and it is made of unknown material. It is more than three feet long and can be used as a weapon or as a crutch to assist his one-legged movement. One thing with three uses, making the best use of everything. At this time, he stood upright on one leg, looking like a god, pointing at Wu Huawen and the gray-clothed scribe with the pipe in his hand, and asked in a deep voice: "What kind of organization are you claiming to be the Lord?" Wu Huawen and the scholar in gray shirt couldn't help but parted their lips and took two steps back, but neither of them answered.The one-legged old man sneered and said: Maybe you all have something to hide, but if you don't tell me, I won't make things difficult for you. Wu Huawen and the gray-shirted literati, Fang Zi let out a long sigh of relief, and the one-legged old man continued in a deep voice: "With your martial arts, there are few opponents in the Jianghu. Wu Huawen hurriedly extended his bow to express his thanks: Thank you, senior, for your generosity. The one-legged old man also laughed and said: "Don't be too happy, the old man's words are not finished yet." Wu Huawen's expression changed, and the one-legged old man's expression changed again: You can let it go cheaply. Then, Han Yangan pointed at the gray-shirted scribe and sneered: You are so young, you have been given the nickname of "Scholar of Four Perfects". no crime Speaking of this, the grey-shirted scribe couldn't help but shivered with a drastic change in expression. But the one-legged old man continued with a dignified voice: But the old man has sealed the knife for a long time, and he has long since stopped meddling in Jianghu affairs, and he is not willing to reopen the killing ring for a person like you who looks like a beast. There was a slight pause in the conversation, and then he continued in a deep voice: However, since you were met by the old man tonight, we are finally destined. He raised the tobacco rod in his hand again, and the left ear of the gray-shirted scribe fell off. Then, he shot the cold light in his eyes, and shouted loudly: "Cut off the ear to replace the head, so as to see the aftermath. But watch out for your dog's life! The gray-shirted scribe let the blood gurgle out from the severed ear, but he sneered with resentment in his eyes and said: Can you save me some money? Instead of being angry, the one-legged old man smiled and said: "Do you still want to seek justice from this old man one day?" The gray-shirted scribe slammed his teeth and said: Not bad!Unless you kill me tonight, one day, I will repay this blood debt twice as much Fearing that he would anger the one-legged old man, Wu Huawen hurriedly touched the gray-shirted scribe with his elbow and said: "Sir, don't talk about it!" What are you afraid of!The gray-shirted scribe continued angrily: "A man, a real man, what joy is there in life, what fear in death?" The one-legged old man smiled lightly and said: Yes!It's just that I can't help feeling sorry for you Wu Huawen thought that the one-legged old man had changed his mind and wanted to kill the gray-shirted scribe, so he hurriedly continued: "Senior, I am born with a stubborn temper, you can forgive me a lot." The one-legged old man smiled lightly and said authentically: Don't worry, I said that if I don't kill him tonight, I won't kill him. Then, his expression changed, he focused on the gray-shirted scribe and said in a deep voice: Listen up, kid!This old man calls himself the One-legged Heavenly Cao, is that enough? The gray-shirted scribe snorted coldly and said: No name? The one-legged old man smiled and said: Of course there is a name, but you are not qualified to ask, besides, if I give a false name, how would you know? Then, with a straight face, he said: This old man's nickname and appearance are all from this family, and there is no semicolon. Others want to pretend to be fake, but they can't, so why don't you worry about it! I am very relieved.The grey-shirted scribe continued angrily: I hope you live longer! The one-legged old man laughed loudly and said: "The old man is seventy years old, but his body is very strong. I am confident that I can live another seventy or eighty years without any problems. This time should be enough for you to prepare!" The grey-shirted scribe sneered, and the one-legged old man's face darkened, and he continued in a deep voice: "I have limited patience, you still don't get out!" The gray-shirted scholar gave him a hard look, then turned to Wu Huawen and nodded, "Let's go!" When the three turned around listlessly and walked toward their subordinates, the one-legged old man raised his voice again and said: "Leave three healthy horses, and these four bearers are all innocent coolies, so don't hurt them!" Wu Huawen turned his head and smiled wryly: Good!I obey. After seeing the backs of Wu Huawen and other pedestrians disappearing into the dark night, the one-legged old man said to the woman in Tsing Yi: Mrs. Lin, tell the bearers to go on the road, we have to set off immediately. At this time, the woman in Tsing Yi had already taken off the long gown that she had put on, and the human skin mask on her face had been removed, revealing her peerless beauty that is more than flowers, interprets words, and is more fragrant than jade. The one-legged old man didn't seem to notice it at first, but after he finished speaking, he couldn't help but exclaimed: Madam is really beautiful! The woman in Tsing Yi couldn't help but smiled shyly and said: "The old man is joking." Then, with another look on his face, he saluted and said: "Haven't you asked the old man's name?" The one-legged old man pondered and continued: "This is not a place for conversation. According to the judgment of the old man, the thieves will not let the Xian couple go. If the Xian couple is not in a hurry, how about going to the snail house and resting overnight?" Lin Yongnian hurriedly said: "The old man is warm-hearted, the sky is full of friendship, it is very precious, but we met by chance, not to mention that Lin Yongnian is an ominous person, and I am afraid that it will bring trouble to the old man." The one-legged old man smiled and interrupted: "Hero Lin, although we met by chance, the old man has admired the prestige of the Lin Family Fort for a long time. At present, there is no need to talk about other things. As long as you, Hero Lin, can trust the old man, how about we make this decision?" The old man spoke seriously.Lin Yongnian then said to the woman in Tsing Yi: Qiao Yun, let's bother this old senior all night! The woman in Tsing Yi nodded and said, "Okay." Then, after sending the four bearers away with double wages, she brought the three healthy horses left by Wu Huawen over and asked the one-legged old man with a smile: "Old man, how far is the house from here?" Not far, not far.The one-legged old man smiled and said, "It's about a dozen times, and we'll be there." At this moment, the woman in Tsing Yi had already helped Lin Yongnian into the saddle, and she herself flew onto the other horse with her luggage. The one-legged old man also flew on his horse, and while leading the way, he turned his head and said with a smile: "The mountain path is rugged, Mrs. Lin please come to the rear to take care of Lin Daxia." yes. The sound of hooves hit the mark, and the three riders galloped silently on the mountain path. Lin Yongnian, who was walking in the middle, first broke the silence and said: "Old Senior Lin Daxia, don't call me a seventy-year-old trash, oh, I'm sorry, Mrs. Lin, do you think I look like an old-timer? He originally wanted Lin Yongnian to see if he looked like an old senior, but in the middle of speaking, he remembered that Lin Yongnian was blind, so how could he see it differently, so he quickly smiled apologetically and changed the topic. The woman in Tsing Yi was originally thinking about something on her mind, but after hearing the words, she raised her head, and when her gaze touched her, she couldn't help but exclaimed: I didn't expect you to be so young It turns out that this one-legged old man, his old-fashioned appearance just now, is a complete disguise. At this moment, in front of the woman in Tsing Yi, apart from that one-legged face, he is actually quite handsome. Years old! The one-legged man laughed and said: You can't talk about being young, but it's a fact that you won't be older than the Xian couple Only then did Lin Yongnian ask: Who is Your Excellency? The one-legged man said with a smile: "My real name, if you tell me, the two of you must not know it." At this moment, the woman in Tsing Yi was suddenly vigilant and couldn't help but her heart sank.