Chapter 192: I've made up my mind when I first met you

The invitation had four lines of words on it: "Su Xinghe respectfully invites all the chess-savvy people in the martial arts world to come to Tianlongdiya Valley in Leigu Mountain, Runan on June 15th for a chat."

Feng Yi thought to himself, "It turned out that after such a long time, Xu Zhu finally had an adventure. But without Duan Yanqing's guidance this time, can he still have this adventure?"

As he pondered, his interest grew. He thought, "This chess club is full of chess masters. Can I compete with the Sweeping Monk? I need to experience it from others. I need to go!" So he said, "How does Mr. Congbian know that I can play chess?"

The two looked at her blankly, then pointed at Chen Guyan, opened their mouths a few times, and made a deep "ah ah" sound from their throats. It turned out that they were both mute.

Feng Yi's mind raced, and he suddenly realized it. He thought to himself, "Well, this post has no name, it is just a general net, focusing on training. I, Feng, can be considered a talented person in Jianghu. These two mutes came with Elder Chen!" He said, "Okay, please pay your respects to Mr. Congbian, and I will pay you a visit."

The two men looked delighted and bowed.

The two men bowed to Chen Guyan again and turned away.

Feng Yi looked at Elder Chen again, smiled slightly, and said, "Elder Chen, I don't want anyone in the Beggars' Sect to spread rumors about our meeting here today and let everyone know about it. Do you understand what I mean?"

As soon as these words came out, the two seven-bag disciples of the Beggar Gang trembled slightly. Chen Guyan suddenly flashed the knife in his hand and wanted to insert it into their mouths.

Suddenly Feng Yi stretched out his right hand and lightly touched his pulse. Chen Guyan's hand became hot and the dagger fell into Feng Yi's hand.

Feng Yi was very confused and asked: "What are you doing?"

Chen Guyan stared at him in a daze, and gradually, a look of shame appeared on his face.

It turned out that Chen Guyan had always been arrogant and rude, and he was proud of being older than Qiao Feng and having more experience in the Beggars' Sect than Qiao Feng, so he was not very respectful to him. He was a person with a rather feminine character and quite scheming.

Feng Yi broke his arm at Juxian Manor, but he did not attack him again in Xinyang, nor did he mention it.

Chen Guyan felt that Feng Yi was open-minded, and that his visit this time was to express his goodwill and sincerity in inviting Feng Yi to be the gang leader.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yi said that he didn't want the news to spread. Chen Guyan was aloof and arrogant, so he didn't beg for mercy and immediately wanted to cut his tongue to show his sincerity in not talking nonsense.

Feng Yi's mind turned, and he realized that he had misunderstood. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "If I want to harm someone, I will say it directly, not use underworld irony."

Elder Chen saw that he was very kind and said, "Yes, I will remember this."

Feng Yi asked: "Any news about Qiao Feng?"

Elder Chen whispered, "Since we last saw each other, I heard that Qiao Feng was active in the south and north of the Yangtze River, and then he disappeared!"

Feng Yi looked at him deeply and said calmly, "In fact, you should understand that it is easy to get thousands of soldiers, but it is difficult to get a general. No one is more suitable than Qiao Feng to be the leader of the Beggars' Sect."

Elder Chen hesitated for a moment and said, "Qiao Feng is a rare hero in the world. This is recognized by our gang. But he is a Khitan. Countless fathers and brothers of our gang have died at the hands of the Khitan. If he becomes the leader of the gang, there will be resentment.

It has been over a year since he stepped down as the gang leader, but the gang is still without a leader. Some people hope that he will take charge of the Beggars' Sect again, while others strongly disagree, resulting in a stalemate and the gang rules being relaxed.

After consultation between our four elders and the elder who passed on the skills, we would like to invite you to be the leader of the gang."

In fact, for the sake of reputation, the Beggars' Sect concealed the truth about the deaths of Ma Dayuan, Xu Chongxiao, Bai Shijing and even Kang Min, causing many disciples to believe that these people were killed by Qiao Feng.

Wu Changfeng suggested telling the truth to clear Qiao Feng's name.

However, the elder who passed on the skills, Lu Zhang, and others believed that once this matter got out, the Beggars' Sect would lose face. After all, Qiao Feng was a Khitan, and they had a sworn enemy relationship with the Han people. It was obvious who was closer and more important.

Wu Changfeng didn't dare to mention it again, and the entire Beggars' Sect concealed the truth.

Feng Yi had anticipated this. It is human nature to choose the greater of two advantages and the lesser of two disadvantages. However, it is a matter of great difficulty to judge the pros and cons accurately. His eyes flashed: "Your concerns are reasonable, but the master's orders cannot be disobeyed!"

He turned and left as fast as a gust of wind and lightning, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Such lightness skills, coupled with his magical power of crushing stones with his empty palms, made the three people's hearts terrified and filled with countless hopes.

The Beggars' Sect has such a protector, which is a great support.

Chen Guyan was silent for a while, then said word by word: "Tell your subordinates who know about this that they must keep their mouths shut about finding Feng Hufa in Fuzhou. If anyone leaks it, you will be punished according to the gang rules!"

"yes!"

The two Seven Bags disciples obeyed the order in unison.

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The next morning, sunlight streamed into the house from the east window. Feng Yi got up immediately, washed up, quickly packed his clothes into a square bag, and went to have dinner with the Huang family.

After breakfast, Feng Yi and Huang Shang went to the study and drank mountain tea. The fragrance of mountain flowers and grass made people feel relaxed and happy.

Feng Yi drank a few sips before he stood up and said, "Mr. Huang, I am sorry to bother you for so long. I am leaving you today."

Huang Shang and Feng Yi had been together for nearly a year, discussing martial arts. When he suddenly heard that they were going to separate, he felt a pang in his heart.

For Feng Yi, Huang Shang taught him all kinds of knowledge, allowing him to enter a new world of martial arts and see the way forward. He had long respected Huang Shang as his mentor, so naturally he was reluctant to let him go.

But he is just a passer-by after all, this is his fate!

"Where are you going?"

Turning around, he saw Huang Wan'er leaning against the door looking at him.

She had a pretty face, and every frown and smile of hers was full of beauty. Feng Yi suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and was confused.

He has been with Huang Wan'er for a year, and everyone knows what she is thinking. Feng Yi is a man who loves beautiful women, but out of concerns, he dares not accept her. That feeling is actually a torment for him.

Because Feng Yi knew that he was a scumbag, when he met those women who had a tragic fate and died an unnatural death in the original plot, even if he cheated on her, it was much better than letting her die, so even if he had countless women, he had no psychological burden.

But he really couldn't do anything like a scumbag to the daughter of his benefactor, even if she had to die according to the original trajectory, that would be more than 20 years later.

Huang Wan'er saw that he was suddenly in a daze and asked hurriedly, "Brother, what are you thinking about?"

Feng Yi came back to his senses after being asked by her, and said: "Nothing, I was just thinking about what other Jianghu affairs I need to settle."

Huang Wan'er thought he was thinking about her, but after hearing this, she suddenly stomped her feet, turned around and ran away.

Huang Shang looked at his daughter, and a hint of pity appeared in his eyes.

When Feng Yi saw Huang Shang like this, he felt even more apologetic and said, "Mr. Huang, I'm sorry!" Then he knelt down.

Huang Shang sighed and said, "Alas, with your talent and appearance, it is inevitable that you will attract love and obsession. This little girl fell in love with you the first time she saw you, and now she is even more deeply in love with you.

I have seen it a long time ago, but the word love is just like this, how can there be so many satisfactions! But if you can be gentle and lustful to my daughter, and control yourself, I will be very grateful for your love! "

As he said this, he wanted to help Feng Yi up.

Feng Yi already felt extremely guilty, and Huang Shang's words made him even more ashamed.

If it weren't for the uncertainty of his leaving this world, he would have eaten it secretly long ago. His body was as firm as a mountain, motionless, and he kowtowed three times to Huang Shang.

Huang Shang was surprised and asked, "Young man, what do you mean?"

Feng Yi said: "Mr. Huang, you should have been an important official in the court, and your name should have been recorded in history, but because of me, you resigned and returned to your hometown, willing to live in poverty. This is the first.

The second part is to thank you for your great efforts in translating scriptures for me and teaching me martial arts. This is the role of a half-teacher!

This third head is to thank you for understanding me!"

Huang Shang was touched by his sincere feelings. His eyes were moist and tears flowed down his cheeks. He said repeatedly, "Great! Great! Great! I, Huang Shang, am old and I can still meet a friend like you. You let me know the wonders of martial arts. My life is not in vain."

Feng Yi stood up and said, "Mr. Huang, let's say goodbye now! Please take care of yourself after I leave!"

Both of them were open-minded people, and they didn't say much when they parted sadly.

The two men bowed to each other, and Feng Yi turned and walked out without looking back.

Huang Shang stared for a long time and couldn't help but sigh.

Feng Yi went out, thought for a moment, then came back in and said, "Mr. Huang, I have a few words to say before I leave."

Huang Shang said: "I am all ears!"

Feng Yi said: "With your martial arts skills, there are few rivals in the martial arts world now. However, the people in the martial arts world are treacherous and extremely treacherous. If one day you really fight with them, before you kill them, you must first move your family to a safe place to avoid retaliation!"

"Besides, my whereabouts have been known to others. If I step out into the world, I will inevitably be entangled in grudges. You must be careful. If you have somewhere else to go, it would be better to move away from here!"

Huang Shang nodded slightly: "Young man, your words are valuable and good. I will keep them in mind!"

Feng Yi thought for a moment and said, "Sir, you are a great talent. You will definitely enter a new world in martial arts research in the future. I have heard of a magical skill that absorbs other people's internal energy and uses it for your own benefit. I hope it can give you some inspiration."

Huang Shang showed a trace of surprise on his face: "Absorbing other people's internal energy for your own use?"

Even though Huang Shang was a master of his generation, he never thought that there would be such kung fu in the world.

Feng Yi said: "I only know that this Kung Fu uses the acupuncture points to touch people and absorb internal energy into the gallbladder point in the chest."

Huang Shang thought for a moment and said, "Internal Kung Fu is divided into Yin and Yang, that is, hardness and softness. The so-called hardness on the outside and softness on the inside is called out, and the softness on the outside and hardness on the inside is called in. This Kung Fu must follow this principle!"

Feng Yi saw that he had suddenly realized something, and he admired him even more. He shook his head and sighed, "Speaking of it, this principle is simple. For example, to capture a person from a distance, you need to release soft force and draw hard force inward, so that the opponent will be attracted by the palm force and fall under your control. But to use it to absorb internal force, this is something that a kid cannot understand!"

Huang Shang laughed: "It's easy to understand the idea, but it's hard to do it. I'm afraid I don't have the ability to do it!"

Feng Yi knew that the old man in front of him was extremely intelligent, and there was no one in the world who could match him. Although he said it lightly, with the knowledge he had accumulated now, he would surely be able to create a mysterious method in the future. He smiled and said, "This is just one way of thinking, kid. I really hope that you can create a miraculous skill that encompasses everything and make the martial arts of the world shine!"

After saying that, he went out and went straight to his room. He picked up the package, but heard Huang Wan'er say behind him: "Since you are determined to leave, I won't force you. I have a gift for you!"

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Feng Yi turned around and saw Wan'er holding a package in her hand. She said she was not forcing herself, but she looked like she was about to cry. Feng Yi felt sorry for it. He coughed lightly and said, "Miss Huang, I..."

He was usually eloquent, but when facing Wan'er, he found it difficult to find the words, as if nothing he said was right.

When Huang Wan'er heard him call her "girl", two big, bright tears flowed down her cheeks. She handed over the package and said, "Here are the clothes I prepared for you. Change into them. I want to watch you leave!"

Seeing her sad face, Feng Yi's heart softened and he had to take it. He opened the package in the inner room and took a look. This made him very excited.

He immediately took off his clothes, looked at the black silk clothes on his body, and took them off as well.

After taking out the blue silk brocade shirt with water patterns from the package and putting it on, he stepped into black satin white-bottomed cloud boots, wrapped a dark green python-patterned jade belt around his waist, hung a white jade ring on his left, and a blue steel sword on his right.

Then he held the black silkworm robe, walked out of the room, handed it to Wan'er, and said, "This precious robe is invulnerable to swords and guns. When you wear it in the future, I hope it can protect you. This is a small token of my appreciation."

Huang Wan'er was a young girl with a sentimental heart. She had been with him for many years and her heart had long been firmly tied to Feng Yi. Now she saw him wearing the clothes he had prepared. He was really handsome, unrestrained, and a handsome young man. She said in a trembling voice: "If you...if you find Murong Fu to vent your anger in the future, remember to come back to see me...and Daddy...No matter what, I will wait for you here..."

In the Northern Song Dynasty, the etiquette between men and women was strict, but she threw away her girlish reserve and revealed her inner thoughts clearly.

If I said it, I was afraid that Feng Yi would look down on me. But if I didn't say it, I would feel reluctant. I was worried about gains and losses and felt very confused.

So it took me a lot of effort to say these few words. I felt so ashamed and sad that two tears fell.

Feng Yi didn't even know when he would leave this world. If he just wanted to kill time and have a casual romance, with Huang Wan'er's character and appearance, it would be a blessing, not to mention being embarrassed!

But now that the innocence of his benefactor's daughter was involved, what could he do? He immediately hardened his heart and said, "I have never taken Murong Fu to heart. You really think too much!" He turned around and left.

He was afraid that Huang Wan'er would think that he would go to find Murong Fu, so he went to find her secretly and directly stopped her from having the idea.

Huang Wan'er felt a pang in her chest, and tears welled up in her eyes like pearls from a broken string, as if she had a premonition that her love would end in vain.

The reason why she prepared this outfit was because she saw Murong Fu dressed in gorgeous clothes, handsome and elegant. That day, she heard people in the martial arts world say that Feng Yi was not as good as Murong Fu, so she hoped that her lover could surpass him in every way.

Why would Feng Yi say that he didn't care about Murong Fu? Doesn't this imply that he didn't care about himself either?

Feng Yi left the city, took a boat at the dock, and headed north.

When we arrived in Hangzhou that night, a strong wind suddenly blew up and heavy rain poured down. To be on the safe side, the ship had to dock at the pier.

Feng Yi had been on the boat for several days and had not eaten well, so he almost felt sick to his stomach. So he simply went into Hangzhou city to have a good meal.

Arriving at the edge of the West Lake, he climbed up to a restaurant, sat down calmly, and called out, "Bring up the good wine and good food."

It was raining heavily, but Feng Yi was surprisingly clean. The waiter saw that he was extraordinary with his snobbish eyes, and said with a smile: "I will come right away, I will come right away."

Feng Yi's internal strength was extremely profound. When he released his true energy, the rain was bounced away before it even landed on his body.

Feng Yi poured a bowl of wine and was drinking happily.

Suddenly, the sound of phoenix bells was heard outside the door, and a horse came galloping in the rain.

The horse stopped outside the restaurant. After a while, the sound of footsteps was heard and a young scholar in a raincoat came upstairs. The waiter asked him to sit down and made him some tea.

Feng Yi saw that the scholar was tall and slender, with a face as white as jade and extraordinarily handsome. He thought that he looked familiar and couldn't help but take a closer look.

The scholar also saw that his eyes were as bright as stars, his eyebrows were as sharp as a knife, and he was dressed in a simple and elegant blue shirt. He was particularly eye-catching and handsome among the drinkers, and he couldn't help but smile.

Feng Yi also responded with a warm smile.

Unexpectedly, the scholar suddenly turned serious and shouted, "What are you laughing at?"

Her voice was tender, clear and melodious, like a yellow oriole singing out of a valley, attracting the attention of other drinkers.

Feng Yi took a closer look and saw that he was wearing a blue long gown, which was loose and seemed to be very thin. He also had cherry lips, white skin, thin eyebrows, small mouth, and a pair of big black eyes. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was actually a stunning beauty wearing men's clothes. He smiled and said, "I'm laughing because you look like an acquaintance of mine."

The woman blushed and said, "Shameless!"

Feng Yi was scolded without any reason and was stunned.

At this time, a drinker sitting next to him laughed and said, "I've heard that shallow playboys use a lot of tricks when they flirt with women. I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes."

Feng Yi thought about it and agreed.

In my previous life, I often used these words as my opening remarks when I was trying to pick up girls. But after I traveled through time, I gained magical powers and was the center of attention wherever I went. There was no need for these empty words to pick up girls. When I think back to my previous life, it seems like a lifetime ago.

He was open-minded by nature and didn't care about trivial matters. He just smiled and said nothing more.

Unexpectedly, the girl giggled twice, grabbed a chopstick, and waved her hand. The chopstick flew away as fast as lightning. The man screamed, fell to the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood. It turned out that the chopstick shot into his mouth and his front teeth were knocked out.

Feng Yi saw that although her hidden weapon skills were feminine and her martial arts were similar to Mu Wanqing's, she was still more ferocious. He couldn't help but think: "What a cruel woman!"

"Haha, it's very rude to interrupt casually."

Turning around, I saw that the woman was supporting the table with her left hand and holding a pair of chopsticks in her right hand. Her slender fingers held the white chopsticks as if they were holding a branch of fresh flowers. Her snow-white face was blushing, her nose was straight and upturned, and her big eyes were sparkling with light when she looked around. She raised her hand to hurt someone, but she acted as if nothing had happened.

When she saw Feng Yi looking at her, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles.

The injured man screamed in pain. The other drinkers found her so charming and lovely that their hearts were beating fast. They all felt that she was right to hurt him so ruthlessly. It was that drinker's fault for talking too much.

The girl turned the chopsticks in her hand, and her white jade hand seemed to hold a beam of white light. She said crisply, "Tell me, if I stick this into someone's eyes, would it be fun?"

When the drinkers heard this, they were startled and rushed down immediately. Beauty is beautiful, but eyes are even better.

The waiter also supported the injured man who was wailing with blood at the mouth and went downstairs. Suddenly the restaurant was deserted.

The girl was delighted. She glanced at Feng Yi and saw that his expression remained unchanged. Her eyes sparkled and she smiled, "Interesting!" She jumped to Feng Yi's side, sat down on one side, took out a gold ingot, and said with a smile, "I've booked this restaurant today. Please serve us good wine and good food!"

As she came over, Feng Yi felt a faint fragrance drifting by in the wind, and thought to himself: "What's the point of a woman dressing up as a man?"

The shopkeeper was worried because she had driven away the customers, but when he saw the gold ingot, he was overjoyed and started serving the dishes as usual.

The woman stared at Feng Yi's face with her dark eyes and said with a smile: "Brother, what is your name?"

Feng Yi saw that although she was beautiful, she was so evil, three times more cruel than his own woman Li Mochou. He had some vague suspicions about her in his heart and ignored her.

Seeing that he was being rude, the girl frowned and said to him, "Hey, man, you just said I look like someone you know. Who do you look like?"

This time, the brother was not so calm, he just became older and put his left hand on Feng Yi's shoulder.

Feng Yi smelled a faint fragrance and his eyes flashed a sharp light. Without any movement, the girl tilted her head back and flew out across the air.

There was a loud "crackling" sound, and she flew out, crushing a square table behind her into pieces.

The girl closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, her face turned purple, and she died.

(End of this chapter)