Because of the blizzard, this town was deserted. The food was gone, and everyone who could run had fled. Only a few elderly people with limited mobility were left, slowly passing away in the wind and snow.
But in this supposedly dead town, a group of uninvited guests came.
A group of men in black entered the town three days ago and have been staying here ever since and never left.
These people were one of the culprits of the previous granary. After the capital plan was completed, their main force immediately evacuated the capital and rushed to Jizhou to continue the layout.
But he didn't expect that Yang Qingyuan would kill the evil tiger with lightning speed, wipe out the Anfu, and recover the food.
As a result, Jizhou and even the entire northern border will not be in chaos.
Even if there is no chaos in the northern border, King Zhao who is sitting in Yancheng and eyeing the Central Plains will not send troops as promised, and their plan will fall short.
In a dilapidated restaurant, two men in black were discussing. If there were bandits from Yinlong Mountain here, they would be able to identify them at a glance. They were the ones who attacked Jizhou's Bei Cao Army.
"This Yang Qingyuan is really a scourge! He should be eliminated!"
The speaker was wearing an evil ghost mask and a black robe, with a majestic figure and a five-point resemblance to the dead evil tiger.
"Yang Qingyuan's martial arts is not weak. Judging from the intelligence in the capital, few people in the world can compare to his light kung fu. Even your subordinates are not as good as him. If he wants to run away, there is nothing you can do against him.
"
The other man in black with a soft voice spoke calmly and explained the facts.
"Then let's watch him ruin our plan?!" The evil ghost masked man's tone was full of dissatisfaction and anger.
"To kill Yang Qingyuan, we must kill him with one strike, or seriously injure him in advance so that he cannot escape. Otherwise, once he escapes back to Wudang and invites Zhang Sanfeng, we will really be close to death!"
There was a hint of fear in the tone of the feminine man in black.
"During the rebellion between Lan Weiyong and Mingjiao, you had seen his martial arts. Could you have survived his three moves?!"
The words of the feminine man in black made the evil man in black fall into deep thought.
Although the feminine man in black seems to be trying to embolden others and undermine his own prestige, what he says is all true.
At that time, Zhang Sanfeng had just transformed the pure yang Wuji Kung into the yin and yang Wuji Kung, and beat the leader of the Ming Cult, leaving the left and right Illuminati without the power to fight back.
Now that decades have passed, this awesome old Taoist priest is probably going to become an immortal!
"Then the plan is over?! Did my tiger die in vain?!"
The evil man in black is still unwilling to give in.
"Zhou Ting may have noticed us. According to the secret report just now, Yu Huatian, the director of the West Factory, has set off to come to Jizhou in person. Although Zhou Tingming said that the center only has four major caves, it has been verified that Yuhuatian is also a cave.
A warrior in this realm.”
The feminine man in black paused, "In addition, the two spies of Tiandi from Hulong Villa have also arrived in Jizhou, and the cold blood of Shenhou Mansion seems to have also appeared in Yecheng. If we are not careful, we may ignore Zhu
With Zhuge Zheng and I leading them, who can deal with them?!"
Feeling the undissipated anger of the evil ghost masked man, the feminine man in black continued, "According to what those group of divine spell masters said, the world will change. You can just look for opportunities when the time comes. There is no need to rush."
After hearing this, the evil ghost masked man temporarily let go of his murderous intention.
"Now what?!"
"Follow Master Zhao's instructions, evacuate Jizhou, go south to Yuezhou, and continue the plan!"
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Yang Qingyuan stayed on Yinlong Mountain for seven days, and it was time to go down the mountain.
In order for little Yang Guo to continue learning marksmanship, Yang Qingyuan had already carved out all the martial arts skills on the stone wall.
Standing in front of Zhao Xiang's tombstone, Yang Qingyuan poured another bottle of wine.
Yang Qingyuan asked Xiao Yang Guo to learn Zhao Xiang's marksmanship to prevent his peerless martial arts from being passed down in this field, and it was also considered as repaying the cause and effect of referring to Zhao Xiang's marksmanship.
However, Yang Qingyuan felt that this statement was a bit shameless, and he also borrowed someone else's Qingzhi sword, so Yang Qingyuan decided to erect a monument to Zhao Suoxiang to repay the favor of teaching the Dharma and borrowing the sword.
After pulling out the green sword, Yang Qingyuan cut out a stone tablet from the boulder on one side and erected it next to Zhao Xiang's tomb.
Yang Qingyuan held a green sword, danced nimbly, and carved a line of words on the stone tablet.
"Fight Li Huo but not pursue him, bow down to Peng Han and look up to him. Zhao is the enemy of ten thousand people, and he is brave enough to defeat the three armies. His courage will make him famous for generations."
In the Battle of Dangyang, Zhong Yiwei was the leader; in the bloody battle in Hanzhong, justice was linked to gold and stone.
The ambition of sacrificing one's life for one's country remains unchanged even though one is in trouble; the virtue of neglecting one's life and attaching importance to righteousness becomes stronger even with swords and axes.
The heart is hung in a water mirror, and ghosts and gods cannot hide its shape; its quality is greater than that of a pine tree, and wind and frost cannot change its color. The sky can express your loyalty and courage, and the sun and moon can reflect it."
A piece of inscription is completed in one breath without any pause.
At the final signature, Yang Qingyuan carved a line of slightly smaller font.
"Zhou, Yang Qingyuan stands here!"
Little Yang Guo on the side had just started studying literature, but he didn't know his literary talent.
But Liu Wangshu was different. His teacher was originally a Hanlin scholar, a master of poetry, and his wife was also a talented woman in the world. Liu Wangshu's appreciation of poetry and poetry was not inferior to that of ordinary talents.
Yang Qingyuan's short parallel prose is of extraordinary literary talent, and the inscription on the inscription faintly reveals the meaning of the sword.
Liu Wangshu couldn't help but feel more favorable in his heart.
After everything was done, Yang Qingyuan restored the eight-door stone formation in the cave and took Liu Wangshu and Xiao Yang Guo out of the cave.
Yang Qingyuan handed over the land to Zhending County for management.
Although it is just a cottage, it still has a certain value. Whether it is to station troops or store grain, this place is a good choice. No matter how bad it is, it cannot be occupied by other bandits.
After the handover was completed, Yang Qingyuan and his party went down to Longyin Mountain.
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At the foot of Longyin Mountain.
Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu rode in two, far away from the large group of people.
"Brother Yang, I've excused you for a long time, but I have to continue my martial arts training." Liu Wangshu tightened his grip on the famous sword Fuyao.
She landed in Qingzhou and traveled around the world, wanting to test the sword in the world and pursue a higher level of swordsmanship. The past few days in Pingshan County have been her longest stay.
But this was also the happiest day after Liu Wangshu came to the Central Plains. He discussed swordsmanship with Yang Qingyuan every day. From time to time, Yang Qingyuan would tell anecdotes about the imperial court and anecdotes about the world. The two got along very naturally and at ease.
"Where does Miss Liu plan to go?"
Liu Wangshu's farewell was expected by Yang Qingyuan, but he still felt reluctant to leave.
Such a compatible friend is extremely rare.
"I want to go to the border for a walk first and see how the moonlight is different there?"
"Well, it's very good!" After Yang Qingyuan finished speaking, he said in a confused manner, "In two months, I will return to God City!"
"When I come back from the border, I will go to the capital of God to find you!"
Liu Wangshu understood the meaning of Yang Qingyuan's words and turned to look at Yang Qingyuan with a slight blush on his face. He wondered if it was because of the heavy wind and snow.
"Meeting you for the first time is like returning from an old friend!"
Liu Wangshu whispered softly, then galloped away. After running a hundred feet, he turned back and waved to Yang Qingyuan.
Yang Qingyuan smiled slightly and his voice became a line.
"I have left in the past, and the willow trees are still there."
