The peddler who sells rouge said that the Zheng family was a disciple of the Qifeng Sect in Xuzhou. They had some skills. Although no one held an official position in the court, they were extremely rich. They were considered a small bully in Jiankang and often did things to bully the weak. However, the court has always turned a blind eye to people in the world. The Zheng family is rich, so naturally no one can control it.

"I don't understand why the martial arts people in Jiangdong are so unbearable!" The peddler who fled here from Jiangbei said angrily.

I felt aroused by the appreciation of him. I bought three boxes of rouge in one breath, and he couldn't stop smiling.

I had already thought about putting Yanzhi in my arms, and then I showed off at the martial arts conference, and said arrogantly: "If you have the ability, come and grab it, and the warm heart bead is in my hands!"

He is really a very imposing and face-saving idea, and he is not afraid that the Zhan family will not be famous.

Xiaolan was a little worried that I would act alone, but after I pointed out that her martial arts skills were too far apart from me, she stayed in the inn angrily.

The moon in Jiankang is different from home. It seems to be closer to people, making people feel nervous when they look at it.

I was covered with black veil, my long hair was tied up, and I was dressed in a manly outfit, and I got lost in the huge Zheng house with a little homesickness.

I walked through the three courtyards dizzyly, and the sound of war was faintly heard in the northeast direction.

I suddenly realized, climbed up to the roof, closed my eyes, listened to the sound and ran towards the sound.

It seems that I'm late.

Along the way, more than a dozen servants were lying on the ground, moaning or unconscious. In the innermost hall, a middle-aged man and a young man squatted in the corner of the wall with their heads in their arms. A masked man and a graceful masked woman were having a good fight in the hall.

The woman was holding a nanmu box in her hand, and her movements were a little slower.

The big man slapped the woman in the chest with a palm, and I sighed inwardly and said, "Don't look at me if I am not polite."

The woman took a few steps back, soft on the ground, could no longer stand up, and cursed: "Didn't your master always boastful and righteous, why did he come to grab this treasure?"

The big man grabbed the wooden box and said coldly: "Mr. Lin is weak and sick. My master takes this treasure to strengthen Mr. Lin!"

"Bad!" the woman said angrily, "Who doesn't know that Mr. Lin is just..."

When the two of them were fighting each other, I was up and down, and when the man knocked his wrist, he snatched the wooden box by mistake.

"Who are you?" the two asked in unison, and the two men who were probably the Zheng father and son squatting in the corner also widened their eyes.

That's great, I'll just wait for this question!

I stuffed the box into my arms, raised my head and chest, and clasped my fists with both hands and said in a deep voice: "Jingzhou Zhanjia, Zhan Qinghong."

Looking at the shocked expressions of the two people in front of me, I was quite proud - it seems that the Zhan family is still famous! I really want to remove the veil, but it seems that it is not solemn. Hesitant...

"Are you the daughter of the Zhan family who likes beauty?" The woman's tone was a little surprised and contempt. I was a little embarrassed and had to scold my father in my heart again.

"Let's wait!" The big man slapped his right palm and attacked him.

Before going down the mountain, I didn't know how good my martial arts were.

But since I was a child, I learned faster than my seniors. When I was fifteen, my father said that there was nothing I could teach me.

Today I realized that my martial arts are indeed good.

After fighting with the man for more than thirty rounds, he fell down.

Finally, I made a perfect Zhanjiaquan stopping gesture and looked at the four people lying or squatting on the ground with affection: "The heartwarming beads are in my Zhan Qinghong's hands, you go and tell the whole martial arts world."

"Slow down!" said the man, "As far as I know, the Zhan family has also received an invitation from Mr. Lin. I was going to offer this bead to Mr. Lin. If you rob Mr. Lin of your things, will you still have the face to compete for the position of the leader of the martial arts world in the future?"

Mr. Lin? Is he the descendant of the Lin family, the leader of the martial arts world during the Sun Wu period?

My father said that he was convening this martial arts conference. He was weak and had no martial arts skills, and hoped to select a new martial arts leader to manage the martial arts instead of the Lin family. He had the token of the Jiangdong martial arts leader a hundred years ago. His ancestors were so famous, so we still had to come.

But one thing falls into one thing.

I asked in ignorance and naively, "What does it have to do with my bead to compete for the position of leader of the martial arts world?"

"You, you girl!" The big man snorted. I saluted the four martial arts seniors and plundered happily.

However, if Mr. Lin is really weak, it would be okay to give him the beads another day. My father often said that the Lin family is full of loyalty and filial piety, and you must be polite to meet.

Walking along the Zheng family's long corridor, the big thorns pass by.

A murderous aura came from far to near and came to his face.

Unlike the aura of a man and a woman just now, this murderous aura is so heavy.

It's really like my father's murderous aura.

I shivered and gently rushed to the roof. I ran a slash or two, but stopped quickly.

A black figure blocked my way. It seemed that his light skills were better than mine.

"Leave the beads." The black shadow said, and the moonlight shone on his sharp side face.

He has big eyebrows, big eyes, high nose and thin lips. It seems that he is not a few years older than me, but... he looks so pleasing to the eye.

In fact, he is not handsome than my father, but he is more tough than my father. He is very tall and his black clothes look quite neat.

But his face was really ugly, frowning, cold face, and pursing his lips, as if I owe him ten thousand yuan.

"Who are you?" I asked.

He looked at me coldly. This eye was really cold, it was a kind of cold that was so cold that it was: "You don't need to know."

"Then I won't give it to you either." I smiled.

His face darkened and he attacked him.

Unlike the battle with them just now, his aura was very steady and his movements were fierce and murderous. I could barely compete with him when I lifted up my spirits. It seems that his martial arts skills are no worse than mine.

After more than twenty rounds, I was already a little short of breath.

What to do? Do you have to hand over the beads? No!

I pulled out my sword from my waist and used the "Attack Cloud Sword" of the Zhan family to counterattack.

However, his defense was not leaking, and I was about to fall into a disadvantage. He slapped him with a palm, turning his claws in the middle, trying to grab a corner of the wooden box in my arms.

I quickly staggered my body.

His hand was grabbed on my left chest.

It just covered it completely, grabbed it in the palm, heavy and hot.

I suddenly felt a stream of passion rushing into my mind, blank and red.

Damn, I'm being flirted!

He was also stunned, his movements stopped there, as if he didn't know what to do.

I kicked him in the thigh with anger. He was kicked off the roof by me because he was lost and unprepared.

He fell into the night, and I couldn't see his position clearly, but I felt my cheeks burning, and I used all my strength to escape.

The warm jade bead in my arms is still there, but I hate this bead so much that I wouldn't have robbed it if I had known it! It made me humiliate for nothing. At some point, my veil fell off, and my hot face was blown by the night wind for a while, but I didn't see the coldness.

My mother said that the girl’s body must not be touched by men. For so many years, I have been intimate with my brothers and sisters, and there is nothing wrong with it. I don’t understand even more, how could the touch between men and women be a big deal in my mother’s words?

I didn't understand until today.

It turns out that it is really a big deal.

———

Jiankang in September is already a little chilling.

There are ten days left before the martial arts conference. In the past few days, I sneaked into the palace for a walk. Unfortunately, I didn’t meet the emperor and almost got caught by a group of scattered cavalry attendants.

So, I took Xiaolan to the riverside for a few days.

The scenery on both sides of the Yangtze River is picturesque, and it is a unique magnificent compared to the beautiful landscapes of Jingzhou.

Perhaps it was because of the forty-two caves under the Zhan family, and the Sixty Villa was still famous, or perhaps it was because my whereabouts were too strange and no one came to look for me these days.

But when the peddler handed me the new issue of "The Sound of the Wulin Wind", I was so happy.

"Zhan Qinghong's night to keep warm hearts, the Zhan family in Yizhou should not be underestimated."

Yes, I finally became famous for the Zhan family. Well, Ignore all the guesses about my appearance in the article.

Although the 42 Caves and Sixty Villa have been following the Zhan family wholeheartedly, over the past sixteen years, the world has changed, and the Zhan family has participated too little, gradually fading out of the martial arts world's sight.

Until I became famous in the battle between Qinghong.

I happily held the martial arts wind in my hand and must show off to Xiaolan in a while.

"Miss!" Xiao Lan, who went to buy me meat buns, ran back.

I proudly threw "The Sound of Wulin Wind" to her.

"Miss, go there quickly." She didn't answer at all and grabbed me, "Young Master Lin, you are here!"

I was depressed and picked up the dusty "The Sound of the Martial Arts Wind" from the ground.

"It's the descendant of the martial arts leader, Mr. Lin?" I said in surprise. Isn't he weak and sick? Why are he going to the streets?

"Miss, take me over quickly. There are too many people, and I can't even squeeze over. I can't even see Mr. Lin." Xiaolan was very excited.

"What do you think of him?" I said wonderingly.

Xiaolan looked at me with contempt: "It is said that Mr. Lin is the most handsome man in the martial arts world. You don't know?"

My heart moved, and my handsome and tough face flashed under the sun and moonlight. I wonder how Mr. Lin is better than him?
To be continued...