The lights are just coming, and the lights of thousands of homes are on the verge of lights.

Under this charming night, the West Lake in Hangzhou is vast and silent. However, a fat fish jumped out of the water, causing ripples on the shimmering lake surface.

The warm breeze blew, blowing the endless lotus leaves, stirring up rolling waves.

On the shore of the lake, hundreds of large and small pleasure boats floated, with dim lights reflected in the water, flowing with lights, almost every house is filled with the sound of silk and bamboo, singing and dancing.

What a peaceful scene where there is no prosperity and no hunger in the prosperous era, why do you need to farm and weave busy?

However, it was particularly quiet on one of the pleasure boats. Although the boat was brightly lit, it was different from other pleasure boats. There were no guests who came to have fun. To be precise, this was a private pleasure boat.

On the low side of the second-floor loft of the pleasure boat, a girl was lying lazy on her side.

She was wearing a thin silk middle coat, her crystal clear skin was vaguely visible, her breasts were tall, her beautiful legs were slender, and she was full of charm in every move.

The black hair like a waterfall was not combed into any bun, and it was left to spread on its shoulders, scattered on its low and low sides, reflecting its fair and jade-like skin, making it even more crystal clear and charming, as if it could be broken.

A slender hand as crystal clear as jade, with its fingers as tender as water onions, gently supporting its head, revealing a piece of pink and white lotus root arm, which makes people imagine.

It is almost a stroke of magic that can outline the perfect and flawless face lines like her, which are so beautiful that it is breathtaking.

Unfortunately, her pretty face was covered with a green gauze scarf, and she couldn't see the whole picture. It was just the effect of holding a pipa half-covering her face. Instead, she wanted him to see the beautiful and thrilling peerless face covered under his veil.

Under her dark eyebrows, her eyelashes were slender, her eyes were as calm as a lake, half-bumped and half-closed, her eyes shining brightly, as if she could speak,

Even if you don’t look at the whole picture, you will know that this is a beautiful woman who is fascinating. It is like a fairy dripping from heaven. The white lotus blooming quietly in the quiet late night. Not only does it make people not have any blasphemy, but there is an impulse of pilgrimage from the bottom of your heart.

And just in front of such a beauty, a strong man with dark skin on his knees was a fifty-year-old man. If Zhang Mu saw this person, he would definitely recognize him because he was the vegetable farmer that Zhang Mu almost ran into today.

At this moment, the vegetable farmer didn't say a word, kneeling there, his forehead touching the ground, and he didn't dare to move, and he didn't even dare to breathe for a moment.

A warm breeze came slowly, mixed with the noisy singing and dancing and drinking not far away. The vegetable farmer then quietly breathed a sigh of relief. What he could smell in his nose was indeed the scattered fragrance of the girl in front of him. He couldn't help but lower his head and simply pressed his forehead to the carpet. Sweat suddenly slid down his cheeks, wetting the carpet.

"So, are you sure that person is Zhang Mu?" A charming voice like a beautiful oriole came, like a sound of nature.

The vegetable farmer hurriedly said, "Reporting to the saint, it's absolutely true. In order to confirm that it was him, the young man dressed up as a vegetable farmer and ran into his carriage. He would never misread it."

But before he could finish speaking, the beauty slowly stood up and asked, "Then why didn't you kill him!"

The vegetable farmer trembled all over and said hurriedly: "The young man was only one person at that time, and there were seven or eight Jinyiwei escorts. The young man was really unsure and was worried about ruining the big affairs of the Saint Aunt. So he hurriedly retreated."

The beauty smiled coldly and said, "Is that true?"

"The young man has always been loyal to my Holy Church, and he is willing to break his bones. If the saint wants his life, the young man will do it now." The vegetable farmer said confidently.

"Let's go." At this time, I saw a middle-aged man in his forties wearing a dark blue dress, covered with a crane cloak made of broken wing gauze, a square scarf on his head, and a folding fan in his hand. He was graceful and walked into the attic like a great scholar.

This person is named Fang Rui. He has a prominent position in the Ming Cult. He is the grandson of Han Lin'er. The teacher of Han Gang, who has been shot dead, is in the position of the left envoy of Guangming in the Ming Cult, and his status is second only to the leader and the saint.

Fang Rui then bowed to the beauty and said, "Sage to be angry. At present, we are the ones who recognize Zhang Mu, so let him stay and let him be loyal to our sect."

The beauty then leaned against the low-collar building as soft as boneless and asked, "Then the Japanese sects killing the demons, why are you the only ones who survived?"

"That morning, the young man was sent out to contact Song You's group of men. Han protector took the water route and the dry road we took, so it was delayed for some time. When we arrived, Han protector had already let the sky go. The young man planned to find an opportunity to grab the Dharma body of Han protector, but he had never had the chance." The vegetable farmer explained hurriedly.

"Go down." Fang Rui waved his hand impatiently.

The vegetable farmer then hurriedly knelt down and said, and when he got off the attic, he had already sweated and wet his clothes.

Fang Rui clasped his fists and said, "Saint Gu, the Dharma body of Han Guardian has been found, so we should return to Shaanxi as soon as possible. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time."

But a cold smile appeared on the beauty's pretty face and said, "When the meaning of the Light, will the death of Han Dharma Master Han be forgotten?"

"I don't mean this. I just think that this place is close to Jinling. Our strength here is weak. Moreover, the Maitreya Sect is very afraid of us. Over time, I am afraid that there will be many changes." Fang Rui said.

A faint sadness appeared in the beauty's eyes. She looked up at the dim lights in the distance, and the intermittent singing of the singer came from her ears, as if she was crying and complaining, and was heartbroken. She couldn't help but say: "I have made up my mind. If I don't avenge the Han Dharma Protector, I will not take a step forward in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. As for the Maitreya Sect, let them come. I was my subordinates decades ago, but now I am afraid that they will be able to do anything."

When Fang Rui heard this, he knew that it would be useless to persuade him. He was Han Gang's mentor. After hearing the news that Han Gang was killed, he was extremely sad.

Han Liner, the current leader of the Ming Cult, is already old and has no power to restrain the internal sect. She originally planned to let Han Gang inherit the position of leader, so she asked him to go south to make contributions. As a result, Han Gang's sudden death caused panic among the Ming Cult now.

If the Saint Maiden had another accident, there would be chaos within the Ming Cult.

However, Fang Rui also knew that this saint was Han Liner's adopted daughter. She grew up with Han Gang since she was a child. She was childhood sweetheart. Han Gang's death had a great blow to her, so she insisted on coming to Jiangsu and Zhejiang. On the surface, she said she wanted to meet Han Gang's Dharma Drive, but in fact she wanted to avenge Han Gang.

"Then I will gather our troops. This time Zhang Mu came to Hangzhou for most of the time to get rid of him. It is not difficult to get rid of him." Fang Rui said.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of the beauty's mouth, she stood up and walked to the railing, looking at the endless West Lake, but her mind saw the past scenes of her and Han Gang's past, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

He looked up at the stars in the sky, took a deep breath without letting the tears fall, and suppressed his grief and said, "Go, this time I want that Zhang Mu to pieces and will never be reborn. Let his Zhang family stay without leaving any chickens and dogs."
Chapter completed!