Chapter 389 The Top of Mount Tai!

In the morning of the next day, at the top of the mountain, the mountains in the distance overlapped, the shape was thick, the pines and boulders, and the clouds and smoke changed. Moreover, the mountain was both bright and beautiful, and there was magic in the silence.

One person is independent!

With the first ray of dawn emitted by the rising sun tore through the darkness before dawn, the eastern canopy gradually changed from dark to white and red, until the dazzling golden yellow, spewing out thousands of glows. Finally, a round of fireball jumped out of the water and soared into the air. The whole process seemed to change thousands of colorful pictures in an instant. But only one person appreciates it.

In the cloudy morning, a man stood on a high mountain and looked along the light. On the eccentric fog curtain, with the migration of time, a colored halo of inner blue and outer red appeared in the distance. At this time, if you look at this figure from the rear, it looks like a colorful halo above the head of the Buddha statue, which is strange and sacred. . This is the Buddha light of Mount Tai, and this is the magic of this mountain.

At this time of dawn every day, even if it is not the peak season for tourism, there will be many people standing on the top of Mount Tai and watching the sunrise. However, today, the main peak of Mount Tai looks a little strange and quiet. Except for a young man standing on the top of the mountain, there is no outsider. The man stands and looks into the distance, and his back is quiet. Xianghe, from the side, you will find that the man's back is a little hunched, with a cigarette in his hand, but he didn't smoke. The mountain wind drifted by, and the soot fell and dissipated.

After watching the sunrise, the man went down the mountain.

At the end of the eighteen plates on Mount Tai, the mountain is the most dangerous here. At the low peak between Feilongyan and Xiangfengling, there is a door of an attic building, a stone arched door, and the forehead title is "Nantianmen". The red wall is decorated, and the yellow glazed tile roof is magnificent.

Looking at the couplets on the side of the door, the man's expression is solemn, and his voice is not loud but full of depressing explosive force,

"The door opens the nine heavens and steps up to the three-day victory; the level of Chong ten thousand levels overlooks the wonders of thousands of wonders."

At this moment, the stone is on the west side of the Nantianmen. There is a natural stone, which is 190 cm high and 137 cm wide. The stone is firm and light in color. It is natural in shape and has not been ground. A paragraph of words is engraved on the natural stone, 16 lines of stone engraving, 21 words in full lines, 289 words, 6 cm in diameter, regular script.

Looking at this text, the young man frowned slightly, and then stretched out, and then there was a trace of arrogance on his indifferent expression.

As the young man was meditating, he suddenly remembered a thick and sonorous voice behind him, as if he were waking up and roaring.

"The vitality is cracked, the two instruments, the five mountains stand, the true dew... Eighteen plates, a thousand steps, the dragonfly spit for the first time, hugging the tree. The sun is in the car, the miserable is in control, the six dragons are decadent, and the reckless return to the mystery... Brilliant gold, Zhu Jianbu, nine tigers squatting, ten thousand people are afraid... The upper love, the lower peace, the blood on the forehead, the emperor's understanding. The cliff does not grind, and the wall is vertical. Engrave my inscription, keep the hole solid, hang for thousands of generations, and be the king!"

The young man turned around and stood quietly behind him with fifty figures, all his suits and leather shoes, and his hands crossed in his abdomen. Perhaps it was because of these people. This one has the first of the "five mountains", has the reputation of "Mount China" and "the first mountain in the world". The reason why Mount Tai in Dongyue can't see anyone else.

At this time, there is a figure two meters high in front of everyone, less than 40 years old, and a dark face reveals unparalleled domineering, rough but not vulgar! When he approached the strong reckless smell on his body, he came to his face without concealment. After reading the handwriting on the stone tablet, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

A man walked to the youth and laughed; "It will be the top of the mountain at a glance. It is a grand realm that those who climb to the top of Mount Tai yearn for, and it symbolizes the broad mind of the world. Your noble trip to Mount Tai in Dongyue must be an experience of grandeur. The grand and solemn three holes, the magnificent Dai Temple seems to describe the ancients' respect for etiquette and royal power. The magnificent Daizong records the Zen meditation and worship of the Qin Emperor and Hanwu in the axe. Time has long passed, and the dynasty has gone. But when you leave your footprints on this journey to record the worship of princes and princes, you no longer carry the worship of the mountains and rivers ordered by heaven and the dreams of emperors for thousands of generations, but reinterpret modern people's new understanding of dignity and success with vivid language!"

The young man smiled bitterly and looked at this great Shandong man who was rude but could export well. He said, "Ying Zheng, are you really the descendant of the First Emperor of Qin who swept the six countries and unified the world more than 2,000 years ago? If so, your name should be strange. It's a taboo to use the name of your ancestors in China!"

Ying Zheng laughed happily and said, "It's not his descendant, it's just his family. Qin Huaigong, the ancestor of the First Emperor of Qin, won the title."

The young man was puzzled; "In the five thousand years of Huaxia, it seems that no other family genealogy is complete except the Confucius family, right?"

Ying Zheng shook his head and smiled and said, "This is half right. It's not true that the Chinese genealogy is incomplete, but it's not only the Kong family, Ying, Liu, Baili, Shen Tu, etc. all have a complete genealogy. And your Long family."

The young man naturally came from Yanjing. Stretching out and looking up, the wind on the top of Mount Tai was a little cool. I took a deep breath, and the fatigue dissipated in an instant. I felt more comfortable. I took out a cigarette from my pocket and lit it.

Ying Zheng, who was one head taller than Mu Fan, looked like a torch, looked at Mu Fan and smiled, "Uncle, do you want to sit with me?"

Mu Fan curled his lips, took a sip of smoke, and said, "Can you stop calling me that? It's always strange. If you're a little girl, I don't mind. An old man who is ten years older than me calls me cousin. It sounds uncomfortable."

As soon as Mu Fan said this, more than 50 figures standing behind Ying Zheng were suddenly stunned. Everyone, whose appearance was almost as rough as Ying Zheng, looked at Mu Fan in surprise. It was strange to look at the young man who made his eldest brother personally climb Mount Tai to the top early in the morning to see him. And this existence in the hearts of everyone in Shandong is like Mount Tai compared with the mountains in the world. If outsiders like this analogy to him, it is estimated that he would have been raised with one hand and thrown under the cliff of Mount Tai. This kind of thing was done by himself when Ying Zheng was 30 years old. Later, he let him do it and coaxed those who looked awesome to negotiate with him. The boss deliberately dragged from the top of the mountain to the top of Mount Tai, and then threw it under the cliff. But in the face of Mu Fan, although it was only the first time we met, Ying Zheng did not have any discomfort. He smiled and said, "Uncle, although I am more disdainful of this thing, the old man has taught these etiquette and morality since I was a child, so I have to obey it. You have to put up with it. Ha ha, if you don't like it, I will say less words and less. ..."

In front of the stone steps of Nantianmen, Mu Fan squatted down and smoked a cigarette. In this way, on the top of Mount Tai, a young man sat on the stone steps, and a man more than two meters tall stood beside him. The visual difference between the two gave people that he could walk horizontally on the Shandong boundary not far away, and his hands were better than them. The incomprehensible impact of more than 50 figures in double the number of murders.

A huge Dongyue blocked all tourists at the foot of the mountain because of the existence of these people.

When Mu Fan finished smoking the fourth cigarette, he looked at the rising sun in the distance. It was bright and warm. He spit out a smoke ring and asked lightly with his head down: "Ying Zheng, should you have received the message from the Li family?"

Ying Zheng wrapped his hands around him, and his black eyes looked straight at the couplets on both sides of the southern sky behind Mu Fan. His voice was thick and rough. "I didn't care about the instructions of the Li family. Outside, I don't know what those people think, but in Shandong, the political giant of the Li family, really can't do anything to me. Question mark The Li family is in charge of the Yanjing Military Region, but it is my winner in the Shandong Jinan Military Region! If it weren't for your Long family who left their hometown in Shandong and moved to Yanjing, I dare to say that our China is too big. There are too many people who are crouching tigers and hiding dragons. Since I was a child, I have often nagging about real masters in the people. Our winners, your Long family, and other big families of people, these and the government are all good water! But in those years, the grandpa of the Long family insisted on leaving Shandong and moved his foundation, otherwise the Li family would not dare to force his cousin like this now!"

Mu Fan smiled and said, "That's all in the past. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Compared with the Long family, they would not have thought of this day in those years. They had to occupy a respite place in the suburbs of Yanjing. The water in Yanjing is too deep, and it is always impossible to avoid such a family like the Long family!"

Ying Zhengchang sighed. Even if his voice was very low, he could still spread it far. He looked down at Mu Fan and said seriously, "Uncle, I have discussed this matter with the old man. The old man said that he was not serious with the Li family this time. When the people of the Li family brought a message, he just made a simple mention and did not dare to speak hard to me. But since the matter has fallen on my cousin, I will naturally not stay out of the matter. Your nephew will accompany you at this damn door!"

Mu Fan paused and looked up at this dark, tall and rough Shandong man. He smiled and said, "Why does the road of nine deaths have to be emotional?"

Ying Zheng laughed and said, "Uncle, our winner is the least promising one. Walking on our road is nine deaths every day. The old man once told me to let me die early and be reincarnated early. This time, the old man said that he wanted to use the power of Jinan Military Region to help you, God, but the old master Longtian scolded him. My grandfather, their generation is the most miserable generation. It should have been the most promising generation. The result is the same. But later, something happened to Mr. Longtian. Even so far, my grandfather has not found out what the reason is. This is a great pity for his family. If he can't finish it, it should be done by me. Our Long wins the two families. Gu has never been interrupted. Longying's two families can't break up with each other for three generations. It's ancestral teachings. The last generation is my grandfather and your grandfather. This area should be me and my cousin! Dongyue's gang didn't mean much to me, but it could be useful to my cousin at this time. Naturally, I won't pity him!"

Mu Fan paused and didn't say anything. He just smoked. At this time, a beautiful shadow came from the bottom of the mountain. Although he did not have a graceful temperament, it also revealed his aura.

The woman is very tall, with a shape of 1.75 meters. Her hair is coiled, long-sleeved shirts, jeans, mountaineering shoes, and her simple walking posture reveals bold. When the woman came to Nantianmen, more than 50 figures nodded and bowed to the woman. The woman ignored everyone but went straight to Ying Zheng. When she came to Mu Fan, who was squatting on the ground and smoking, the woman smiled and said, "Little cousin, don't come to the house to sit at the door of the house. Let me, as a niece, have a little I don't care!"

Mu Fan looked up and saw the woman's smiling handsome face. The skin color was not very white, and the wheat color was very healthy. Standing with Ying Zheng, Mu Fan's first feeling was that they were a good match. This feeling should be what others said about husband and wife. Mu Fan threw away cigarette butts and stood. He looked up and smiled at the woman and said, "Are you Ying Zheng's daughter-in-law?"

The woman took Ying Zheng's arm, looked at Mu Fan and smiled, "He chased me!"

Mu Fan frowned and saw a giggle on Ying Zheng's simple face. He suddenly laughed and said, "It's Ying Zheng's blessing!"

The woman let go of Ying Zheng's hand and walked to Mu Fan without scruples. Without saying a word, she suddenly shot at Mu Fan. A long fist hit Mu Fan's face. Mu Fan suddenly withdrew and was puzzled, but he didn't have time to ask. He was chased by a woman. Mu Fan dodged for a while. Later, Ying Zheng, who was beside him, just giggled and no longer scruples, he started to fight with the woman.

The woman herself is a little taller than Mu Fan. At this time, when she fought, she didn't expect that the woman's fist was more domineering. There was no weakness that a woman should have, and her fists were fierce. From the perspective of the routine, it should be a kind of boxing, but from time to time it would be mixed with some very routine footwork. Mu Fan knew that it was Huaquan, as well as Chen's Taiji, are also mixed with some boxing skills that Mu Fan has never seen before. More than ten minutes later, when the woman saw that she could not take Mu Fan down, she stopped.

The woman gasped and looked at Mu Fan, wiped the sweat on her head, and said with a smile, "Don't be surprised, but I often hear grandpa say that Mr. Longtian is always full of praise, so I want to try my fists with my cousin. Ha ha, now I can finally go back and say let the old man listen!"

Mu Fan smiled bitterly and said, "I guess Ying Zheng is also a strict wife at home, right? What kind of boxing did you use in the end?

The woman smiled and said, "It's Meridian Gong, which was learned in Song Jiangwu School."

The woman didn't care at all that Mu Fan said that Ying Zheng was a strict wife. She walked to Ying Zheng and took out a handkerchief from his pocket. He was very familiar with the sweat.

Mu Fan smiled, and then the woman looked at Mu Fan and said, "Uncle, my name is Wang Jiaqi. Just call me Jiaqi. By the way, I had already made breakfast when I came. Let's go down the mountain!"

Mu Fan didn't dare to refuse. I really didn't know what this bold niece-in-law would say if she refused, so she had to follow her down the mountain. Ying Zheng said that a lot of Mu Fan refused to go home with him. As soon as his daughter-in-law came, she became successful. At this time, she laughed so much that she couldn't close her mouth.

On the eighteen stone steps of Mount Tai, there were three figures. Wang Jiaqi and Mu Fan talked and laughed all the way. Ying Zheng accompanied him silently, followed by a black head.