Chapter 141 Quzhou Sanjue

The eyes of the world lit up, and a beautiful woman in red stood under the sunset. She hurriedly saluted and said, "I want the world, please ask the girl's name."

Murong Qiniang was also stunned by the heroism of the world. She knew that she was also consulting her sister Murong Hongxiu. She was definitely not herself, so she simply flashed aside.

Hongxiu floated and said, "Little woman Hongxiu, I have heard that the senior of Yu Hongchen for a long time. Oh, no, it is the name of Yu Hongchen's brother. It is the most exquisite knife method in my Buddhism. Who would have thought that he was actually a graceful young man, which surprised the little woman."

Lu Hongchen smiled and said, "Shame flowers dance red sleeves, light shirt and blue moon knife. Fortunately, Xiaoke is a secular disciple of the beauty in the south of the Yangtze River. Next time you see him, don't be confused with the great monk.

Hongxiu's face turned slightly red and said, "It turns out that Brother Yu Hongchen has also heard of the cheap name of Hongxiu, which made the little woman flattered."

Yu Hongchen said, "I also heard that the red-sleeved girl also uses knives. I don't know when I can see the girl dancing knives, which also opens Xiaoke's eyes."

Red sleeves looked forward to it and said with a smile, "Isn't the little woman dancing knives in front of her brother? If you have time some other day, please ask the famous brother Lu Hongchen to give advice to the little girl.

Lu Hongchen smiled and said, "How dare you? I'm ashamed to give you advice, but if the girl is a little confused about practicing knives, Xiaoke will still try her best to help."

Murong Qiniang looked at it secretly and laughed. It seemed that Lu Hongchen fell in love with her sister Hongxiu at first sight. I don't know what Hongxiu thought in her heart. Looking at Hongchen's appearance was really dignified and heroic. Although she was older than Crazy Knife, she was also a beautiful man. I guessed that her knife was not bad. Ah, don't forget the old man when you see the newcomer.

While talking, Hongren, the third disciple of Puyuan, suddenly came and shouted, "Abbot, Master, and Yu-faced Langjun invited the three masters of the Confucianism, Quzhou Sanjue, and they are almost at the mountain gate."

Abbot Puji, Puyuan, the supervisor of the temple hurriedly put his palms together and said, "Please wait a moment. The disciples of this temple will come with the old man to greet them."

Having said that, Confucianism came with helpers. How could the Buddhist descendants gathered in the Luohan Hall wait for the white seat? They also welcomed them out with the abbot Puji, the king of the Ming Dynasty.

Murong Qiniang was even happier when she heard this. Yu-faced Langjun finally came back and quickly pulled Hongxiu out of the mountain gate. After a while, she saw Yu-faced Langjun leading the way and smiled. From afar, Murong Qiniang nodded and greeted her, and she was eager to introduce the abbot.

Hongxiu has already seen the three unique Quzhou behind the jade-faced Langjun, and has also heard their names, killing judges, immortal impermanence and soul-chasing swords.

In the past, Hongxiu knew that Quzhou was the four provinces when he was in Confucianism. Since ancient times, it has been a place where soldiers must fight. In Jiangnan Confucianism, Quzhou has three uniqueities. They are the three brothers of the Zhou family. They are all after the generals. They often compete with the Taoist descendants of Qingxia Cave, the eighth cave of Taoism on the Roko Mountain in Quzhou. Taoism pays attention to quietness and inaction. The Taoist priest has no dispute with the world, and the three brothers of the Zhou family were originally born as generals, and they naturally worked very hard to fight with them, so they had ghostly nicknames such as death judges.

Hongxiu and Murong Qiniang secretly said that it was strange that the three of them didn't come. The hatred between Quzhou Sanjue and Taoism was very deep. As soon as they heard that they were going to eliminate Taoism, of course, they couldn't wait. Thanks to Yumian Langjun found them so quickly.

Hongxiu is worried that he is betraying Confucianism. Today, he met three seniors in Quzhou. Will he arrest him? He can't help hiding behind Murong Qiniang and gradually relying on the world of desire and the world. Only the two of them are the highest skills present.

Hongxiu peeked behind Murong Qiniang and saw that the three heroes of the Zhou family in Quzhou were indeed very similar to their own brothers. They were all tall and slightly fat bodies and had a national character face with a straight nose. I'm afraid that they were still a mother compatriot. It was simply carved out of a mold, but his face was too far away. Hongxiu couldn't help laughing. Finally, I understood why Qingxia Dongtian gave them ghost-like nicknames.

It turned out that the first one was a black-faced man. Because he was a descendant of Confucianism and entered the spiritual spring mountain of Buddhism. In order to show respect, he did not carry a sword, Hongxiu could not see whether this person was a death judge or a soul-chasing sword, while behind him was a white-faced man of similar length. Hongxiu suddenly remembered that this seems It was immortal and impermanence, and then the later one had an ordinary yellow face. The red sleeve smiled at Murong Qiniang secretly and said, "Look, it's really funny. Quzhou Sanjue turned out to be the same, but his face was not right."

Murong Qiniang also smiled and said quietly, "What do you know? This week's three brothers are all from the army. In Quzhou, they are the number one descendants of our Confucianists. They must be able to compete with the rotten Keshan Qingxia Cave."

Hongxiu said lightly, "It's your Confucianism. I'm a Buddhist now."

Seeing the abbot Puji quickly greeted him with a smile, his voice was like a bell: "Amitabha! Lao Yumian Langjun invited three noble teachers to help him. The temple welcomed him. The old monk abbot Puji has heard the three great names of Quzhou for a long time. Today, when he saw it, he was really magnificent, and he was really a heavenly man.

Red sleeves frowned secretly. When did the abbot learn to be so polite? It's really the shadow of a famous tree. It's rare for a Confucian master from Quzhou to go to Lingshan Temple, which seems to give enough face to Jiangnan Buddhism.

The jade-faced Langjun quickly introduced him and pointed to the black-faced man and said, "I taught my predecessor Quzhou Sanjutsu's first judge."

The death judge arched his hand to everyone, said two polite words, and introduced the white-faced immortality and yellow-faced soul-chasing sword to everyone.

A group of people were cheering and welcomed the Confucian master to Lingshan Temple and rushed to Luohan Hall.

Hongxiu and Murong Qiniang were free and called Yu-faced Langjun. Yu-faced Langjun turned around and saw Murong Qiniang and said with a wry smile, "Where have you been these two days? I thought you were killed by the devil of Taoism."

Murong Qiniang sighed quietly, "I am blessed. How can I be killed by others? On the contrary, you are so sad that you don't say a word before you leave, ah.

Yu-faced Lang Junqi said, "Well, it's strange. You didn't tell me before you left. Why did you blame me?"

When Hongxiu saw this sour scholar, she couldn't help mocking her sister and said, "Bah, it's always your fault. Do you dare to say that my sister's is wrong?"

Yu-faced Langjun quickly smiled and said, "Don't dare, dare, it's not, it's mine, Qi Niang, am I wrong? We only broke up a few days ago and met again. Where have you been these days?

Murong Qiniang smiled and said, "I don't blame you. I want to know where we are going. You have to ask her if she is willing to tell you."

Hongxiu smiled and said, "A poor and sour scholar, no matter where our sisters have gone, there are good sisters in my teaching workshop in Chuzhou, brother Shu Yuer, Lu Qiuniang, and the mysterious jade-faced Langjun. Do you also want to visit Fengyuedi? Do you want to introduce a few famous prostitutes to know each other? Stealing things is going to be changed to stealing people, isn't it?"

Murong Qiniang stared at Yu-faced Langjun and shouted, "Does he dare?"

The jade-faced Langjun quickly waved the folding fan and said hurriedly, "How dare you? The little Shihe has learned the way of Confucius and Mencius since he was a child and knows the etiquette of Zhou Gong. How dare he go to that kind of place, Amitabha Buddha, Amitabha Buddha."

Murong Qiniang said, "Ok, it's true that I kowtowed to the temple and burned incense when I saw the Buddha."

Yu-faced Langjun paid attention and dared not provoke Hongxiu any more, and no longer asked where the two sisters went. He smiled and said, "Qi Niang, go back to pack up tonight. We have to go back to Taihu tomorrow."

Hongxiu and Murong Qiniang were stunned. Hongxiu said strangely, "Are you going back to Taihu? Don't go. It's easy for us sisters to reunite. She went to Taihu Lake, and I can't go. Are you going to break up our sisters?

Murong Qiniang was also surprised and said, "Yes? What kind of Taihu Lake do you want to go back to? Didn't your father want you to contact Jiangnan Buddhism?

Yu-faced Langjun smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't this the ghost-seeing old man who didn't come to Lanxi Mochou Valley? The old man asked me to go back to Taihu to ask for a message and ask about the specific time of the incident. The three predecessors in Quzhou also asked me to go back to my teachers and father. It is best to invite me to Jiangnan and go north with Buddhism to seal the Zen sacrifices.

Murong Qiniang nodded and said, "Oh, that's right. Then I'll go back and walk with you."

Hongxiu heard it and said unhappily, "Since you want to go back, you can go back by yourself. You can't take my sister away."

Murong Qiniang persuaded: "Hongxiu, you are just in Lingquan Mountain. Isn't there still a teacher and a good robber in Zhang Dahu's family at the foot of the mountain? I don't expect you to be bored alone."

Red sleeves frowned and said, "Is it interesting for you to follow this sour scholar all day long? I really don't know what you think, alas."

Murong Qiniang squeezed her eyes and smiled, "Don't you still have to wait for your destiny to come? Oh, by the way, I think the desire for Hongchen is not bad, and he has great ability, which is quite interesting to you. I don't know if you two are predestined, hey hey."

If it hadn't been for my own sister, Hongxiu would have wanted to strangle her to death, but said coldly, "There are more men in the world who have fallen under my pomegranate skirt. What's the lust for the world?"

The jade-faced Langjun was shocked and said, "I want to be in the world! Is he coming too? Why didn't I see it?" Then he bowed to Hongxiu and said, "Congratulations. It seems that the famous desire of the disciples of Buddhism has added blue eyes to you, which is really a great blessing."

The red sleeve said, "Bah! I don't care about it. Don't have a hippie smile, or I won't tear your ears off.

Murong Qiniang smiled and said, "There is also a new one. Go and meet him. We are too lazy to go in."

Yu-faced Langjun said, "Well, I'll go first and talk to Zen Master Puji about going back to Taihu tomorrow. Remember to go down the mountain to pack up."