Chapter 151 Baishan

Although the boat shuttled through the picturesque scenery on both sides of the road from West Lake to Taihu Lake, Mr. Mingyue and Sikong were desperate but did not look at it. Because of time constraints, they could not allow them to think about it again.

In addition to practicing in the cabin, the two also worked together to figure out what Taihu should say, how to act, and how to coax the two sisters who opened the water to leave incense and Mingyue in the dark night. It would be best to coax them to leave.

However, Sikong had no life but couldn't help pouring cold water and saying, "Confucian poetry, wine, sword and piano, what kind of character is the Qin Mo, one of the four demons, decades of old fox, even if you pretend to be a mysterious swordsman to hide the sky and the sea, will the Miao hand piano demon and the Stone Guild easily teach you the dark night fragrance? Don't forget that the mysterious swordsman is Xiangmei's brother, and the magic hand piano demon will definitely have concerns.

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Re relax. The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge and act according to the opportunity. Instead, people will definitely be suspicious when they see you. They will definitely ask when the mysterious swordsman also hired a maid? Ha ha."

The boat crossed Huzhou and rushed into the vast Taihu Lake. Mr. Mingyue and Sikong got on the bow of the boat and stared at the looming West Island of Taihu Lake.

Sikong said desperately, "I'd better sit back and separate the masters and servants. Since we can see the West Island on the lake, they will inevitably see us."

Mr. Mingyue suddenly looked at Sikong Wuming. Although he put on a mask, his expression was still the same as before. Sikong couldn't help but wonder, "Do I look like this now? What are you staring at me for? You are now dressing up as a mysterious swordsman. It's awkward to see Shaner.

Mr. Mingyue said with a wry smile, "Today's event is unpredictable. I just want to see more of your figure. If today is unfortunate, I will have a thought on Huangquan Road."

Sikong spatlessly, "Don't say death or live. If you die, I won't live alone. I will go with you and accompany you on the Yellow Spring Road."

Mr. Mingyue quickly covered Sikong's red lips and smiled, "Don't allow me to say, why are you here again? Don't you talk nonsense." However, he couldn't help throbbing in his heart and took Si Kong Wuming in his arms.

Sikong hurriedly pushed Mr. Mingyue away and covered his face and smiled secretly, "Now that you dress up as a mysterious swordsman and my maid, the people on the mountain see it from afar, won't they stare out of their eyes and secretly say that the mysterious swordsman is as cold as frosty people?"

Mr. Mingyue just smiled indifferently. Approaching Xishan Island of Taihu Lake, Mr. Mingyue stood in the bow and quietly pinched his empty hand and said, "It's starting. Get ready to play and adapt to the situation."

Sikong pinched back and signaled to officially start. Mr. Mingyue stood proudly in the bow of the boat, calm eyes, deep eyes, and everything could pretend to be a mysterious swordsman iceberg-like cold appearance. At the rise of the lake, blowing up the corners of his clothes and the red silk wrapped in a long sword box, it even more like a jade tree in the wind and murderous atmosphere. People.

Sikong Wuming also stood behind Mr. Mingyue at this time and seemed to be staring at Shigong Mountain at the southernmost island of Taihu Lake.

The ship finally leaned on the shore of Xishan Island of Taihu Lake. As expected, as Mr. Mingyue expected, several servants had already run over and breathlessly saluted to Mr. Mingyue, "Dear Master, my mysterious swordsman of the descendants of Confucianism?"

Mr. Mingyue knew that the mysterious swordsman did not like to talk, so he also pretended to be indifferent. He just nodded coldly, but his heart came to your sharp eyes. He could see us coming from such a distance. He was quite well prepared. It seemed that Shigong Mountain was really not small.

The servants of the family hurriedly said, "My master is the owner of Shigong Mountain, and we welcome the mysterious swordsmanship with Gu Sheshan's wonderful hand piano magic school!"

Mr. Mingyue said a good word, waved his hand and proudly walked off the boat, and Sikong's lifeless life also followed Mr. Mingyue's small steps, and also tended to follow Mr. Mingyue.

Shigongshan's servants had long heard of the temperament of the mysterious swordsman and did not dare to ask. They had to rush to the front to lead the way.

When the group came to Shigong Mountain, Mr. Mingyue seemed to be indifferent and unintentional. In fact, he couldn't help looking at the mountain road and layout around him, at least he knew it, and secretly calculated that he could not call Shi Gong and the Magic Hand Piano Magic Wrong, or wait for them to speak first and answer to judge from it.

Just halfway up the mountain, the mysterious swordsman dressed as Mr. Mingyue's thick eyebrows and phoenix eyes, saw several people standing under a pavilion. In front of him was the jade-faced Langjun Shihe. Mr. Mingyue muttered in his heart. He didn't know that the mysterious swordsman didn't recognize the jade-faced Langjun. Don't show any flaws.

When Yu-faced Langjun Shihe saw the mysterious swordsman coming up, he quickly arched his hands and smiled and said, "Oh, what kind of wind blew the mysterious brother here? My father and teacher ordered me to wait for my brother here. They are waiting in the hall of the college of other profession."

Mr. Mingyue was relieved. It seemed that he not only knew but also knew him very well. He pretended to be a mysterious swordsman with a unique smile and said lightly, "Well, good work."

However, Yu-faced Langjun asked the mysterious swordsman, who was easy to pass by, and said strangely, "Brother, who is this?"

Mr. Mingyue also said in a cold voice, "It's also my descendant, my sister Shan'er, thanks to her care all the way."

Yu-faced Langjun nodded as if he didn't understand, and he didn't know what she had to do with the mysterious swordsman. She just said quickly, "Mysterious brother, this sister, please!"

When the three first walked to the stone carvings engraved in Shigongshan Academy, Mr. Mingyue saw at a glance that it was carved with a sword and was about to praise good pen power and good words. Suddenly, he saw the four words mysterious swordsman written in the inscription.

Mr. Mingyue suddenly found out that it was carved by a really mysterious swordsman. No wonder it was so three points into the wood. No, it was three points into the stone. If he praised it, wouldn't he make a joke? He secretly congratulated that it was better to talk less.

When the jade-faced Langjun saw him stop in front of the stone carving, he flattered him and said, "Brother's swordsmanship is excellent and can be called a god. He can also be regarded as the first in the world by using a sword as a book."

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Brother Shi's praise is ashamed, but I haven't seen Master Shi and Uncle Qin for a long time."

When everyone walked into the hall of Shigongshan Academy, Mr. Mingyue saw Shigong sitting on the main seat at a glance, and the man sitting on his head was a clear-looking and white-bearded old man, who was older than the master on the main throne. Needless to ask, the appearance of the jade-faced Langjun and his appearance on the main throne, as well as the seat, could be determined. He was Shi Gong and quickly bowed, "My little nephew mysterious swordsman, visit Uncle Shi."

turned around and bowed to the handsome old man and said, "Let's meet the piano master."

The magic hand twisted his beard and suddenly laughed and said, "Okay!"