Ask Wudang Chapter 148

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Before this, Ye Qingfeng had passed down the Eight Trigrams Swimming Dragon Palm and the Taiyi Profound Gate Sword to Lu Hong and the two girls. Although these two martial arts were also from Wudang, they were created by Ye Qingfeng himself, so it was harmless to pass them on.

After Ye Qingfeng and Zhou Botong exchanged martial arts, Yang Guo informed them about Guo Jing’s upcoming Heroes’ Gathering.

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingfeng immediately stated that he would personally attend and requested Yang Guo to go as well. Yang Guo naturally agreed with pleasure. Lu Wushuang and Hong Lingbo, as Ye Qingfeng’s maids, naturally had to follow. Zhou Botong, having newly acquired Ye Qingfeng’s two (Juéjì – unique skills), planned to stay in the valley to diligently study them. Ouyang Feng, due to his lingering fear of Guo Jing and his wife, naturally found it inconvenient to participate.

Three days later, Ye Qingfeng, Yang Guo, Hong Lingbo, and Lu Wushuang left Sword Demon Valley and headed towards Dasheng Pass.

Dasheng Pass was a crucial strategic point between Yu and E, with dangerous terrain that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, making it a place fiercely contested by strategists. North of the pass, all was occupied by Mongolia, while south of the pass still belonged to the Great Song Dynasty. However, due to frequent Mongolian incursions in recent years, many local residents had moved their entire families to avoid the ravages of war, causing the area to gradually become desolate.

However, in the past half month, the area had gradually prospered again, seemingly showing signs of recovery.

It turned out that Guo Jing and Huang Rong were holding a Heroes’ Gathering here to discuss strategies for dealing with Mongolia.

The couple held high prestige in the martial arts world, and heroes from all corners of the jianghu respected them, flocking from all directions, thus creating this scene of recovery. In just a few days, the inns and restaurants within the pass were already fully booked.

When Ye Qingfeng’s group arrived at Dasheng Pass, there were still two days until the Heroes’ Gathering. The four then found an inn to stay at.

After booking rooms, putting away their luggage, and coming downstairs, the four chose a table by the window, ordered wine and dishes, and sat around the table.

A short while later, the wine and dishes were served.

Yang Guo was the first to pour a cup for Ye Qingfeng and said, “Master, I’m about to see Uncle Guo. If it weren’t for you taking me in as a disciple back then, I would never have achieved what I have today. Your kindness in recreating me is something I can never repay. I toast you.”

Ye Qingfeng said with satisfaction, “You brat, you’ve suddenly become sensible.”

As he spoke, he picked up his wine cup and drained it in one gulp.

Lu Wushuang and Hong Lingbo felt moved and also toasted Ye Qingfeng one after another. Ye Qingfeng naturally accepted all.

After three rounds of drinks, four more jianghu heroes entered from outside the door.

Among the four, one carried a large saber, one a long spear, one a hard bow, and one a pair of hooks, each with their own unique characteristics.

As soon as they entered, the man carrying the large saber shouted, “Innkeeper, do you have Sichuan Western white wine here?”

He spoke with a very thick Sichuan Western accent.

The waiter quickly came forward, “Yes, yes, we have wines from all over the country here, guaranteed to satisfy you, sirs.”

The saber-carrying man’s face immediately lit up with joy, and he said, “First, get me ten jin, and also some side dishes to go with the wine, quickly.”

“Alright, sirs, please wait a moment.”

After the waiter left, the four men sat around a table.

Soon, the wine and dishes were served, and the four men drank while chatting animatedly.

Only then did the spear-carrying man say, “Those damn Mongolians are really fierce. They’ve been fighting in Sichuan for several months and still haven’t retreated. Who knows how long they’ll keep fighting? If they keep fighting like this, everyone will be wiped out.”

The saber-carrying man next to him said, “Don’t worry, Sichuan has General Wang Weizhong guarding it. General Wang’s military tactics are godlike, he’s simply Yue Grandpa reborn. Those Mongolian barbarians will never be able to defeat him in their lives.”

The hook-carrying man said, “That’s not necessarily true. Now, the court is full of treacherous officials, especially that turtle son Jia Sidao. If that damn guy takes benefits from the barbarians and plots to harm General Wang, then our Sichuan will be completely finished.”

The bow-carrying man sighed, “Alas, the country has loyal officials and good generals, but the old emperor can’t see it. What can be done? Back then, Yue Grandpa fought the Jin dogs back step by step, but wasn’t he eventually harmed by that great treacherous official Qin Hui?”

The saber-carrying man took over, “It’s precisely because we have treacherous officials and traitors within, and Mongolian barbarians without, that we are here today, responding to the call of Hero Guo and his wife, to discuss how to deal with the treacherous officials, traitors, and Mongolian barbarians.”

“Well said!”

Hearing the discussion of the several men, Yang Guo suddenly felt his blood surge, and he involuntarily slapped the table and stood up. Afterwards, he remembered his master and the two girls, Lu Hong, beside him, and immediately looked embarrassed, chuckled awkwardly, and sat back down.

The four men came over to their table, and the saber-carrying man asked, “May I ask who this young brother is?”

Yang Guo said, “I am but an unknown nobody, completely insignificant, so it’s not worth mentioning. Just now, hearing your heroic words, my heart was greatly moved, so I echoed a sentence.”

Hearing these words, the saber-carrying man laughed heartily and said, “Young brother, though young, you have a passionate heart. It seems you are one of us. Since we share the same aspirations, why not come over and have a drink?”

Yang Guo heard this and felt a little moved, so he looked at Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng said faintly, “Go if you want to. Your master isn’t an old fuddy-duddy.”

Yang Guo was immediately overjoyed, thanked Ye Qingfeng, and eagerly moved over.

The four men were warm and hospitable, and immediately invited Yang Guo to sit down.

After sitting down, the saber-carrying man asked again, “Young brother, are those your relatives and friends? Why not invite them over too?”

Yang Guo said, “That’s my master and two junior sisters. They prefer quietness and find it inconvenient to come over.”

The four men heard this and didn’t mind.

Next, Yang Guo and the four men chatted spiritedly, finding each other congenial. While chatting, they drank, showing a bit of youthful chivalry. The four men saw that although he was young, he drank without hesitation, and couldn’t help but feel a desire to befriend him.

Just then, two men and one woman, all around seventeen or eighteen years old, entered from outside.

Of the two men, one was remarkably heroic, and the other was agile and refined. The woman was stunningly beautiful. She wore a light green silk robe, with a string of bright pearls around her neck, and her complexion was incredibly fair and tender, like cream, as if water would drip from it.

As soon as the three entered, the diners’ gazes involuntarily turned towards them, though most fell on the woman.

Seeing these three, Yang Guo’s heart immediately tightened, and he thought to himself, “It’s them.”

These three were none other than the Wu brothers and Guo Fu.

Seeing these three, Yang Guo didn’t want to meet them, so he excused himself to the four men and returned to his original seat.

Ye Qingfeng smiled, “What, seeing them, are you feeling a bit homesick?”

Yang Guo said, “Master, please don’t tease me. I just don’t want to acknowledge them right now.”

Seeing Yang Guo’s unusual expression, Lu Wushuang couldn’t help but feel curious and immediately asked, “Do you know them?”

Yang Guo nodded lightly, not saying much.

Ye Qingfeng interjected, “Wushuang, speaking of which, those two brothers have some connection to you.”

Lu Wushuang was surprised, “Master, do you know them too? Why do I have no impression of them at all?”

Ye Qingfeng then said, “Think again, how did your left leg get broken?”

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