Chapter 14 Ditu raccoon dog...

Yu Wenhong stood tall, with his left palm and right fist clasped in front of him, his gray robe fluttering, and his eyes filled with the scenery of the winter night.

You Mengzhe narrowed his eyes slightly, an indescribable feeling surged in his heart, as if touched by the confrontation between these two masters.

Zhao Feihong held his stick and emptied his fingers, and with every breath and breath, his aura spread out. Bamboo leaves rustled in the courtyard. Neither side made a sound. However, the two figures were wrong, and Yu Wenhong and Zhao Feihong had already rushed forward. , fighting in one place!

Yu Wenhong's figure passed by, like a long wind blowing the ground, the guard's gray robe dàng, and Zhao Feihong's body was combined with the stick, and the stick shadow filled the sky, extremely chic!

Yu Wenhong stabs, wipes, chops, splits, and captures with his fingers. The shadow of his palm is like a butterfly piercing through flowers. His body is shuttled back and forth in the stick wind. When he leaps, his slender body rotates in the air. The knife in his left palm runs from his right shoulder to his hand. Elbow, everything beautifully!

"Okay!" Zhao Feihong cheered, dragged his stick and stepped back, Yu Wenhong took a quick step when he landed, and then caught up with him like a shadow, with his right hand coming first.

The two palms still contain the sun and the moon, the vast galaxy, a "Tai Chi wheel"!

At that moment, You Mengzhe, who was watching the battle, almost held his breath.

Under the moonlight, Yu Wenhong turned his left palm backwards and pushed his right palm forward, as if he captured thousands of worlds in the palm of his hand, and swayed Fang Qiu, it was really wonderful to the peak!

At the same moment, Zhao Feihong supported the ground with a stick, his tall figure flew up, and passed over Yu Wenhong's head.

You Mengzhe's heart skipped a beat.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Wenhong staggered his palms, slapped the black gold stick with his right palm, and jumped up, his left hand put his palms together as his fingers, probing his middle two fingers, and hooking towards Zhao Feihong, who was over his head.

That style of "Tianhe Picking the Stars" reached its peak, and it took Zhao Feihong's chest and asked for it, as if there were countless nebula seas swirling in Yu Wenhong's deep eyes, Zhao Feihong let go of his stick, put his palms together, and dismantled Yu Wenhong. A finger that can reach his chest!

It was just a momentary jiāo front, the two were separated, and Zhao Feihong fell to the ground! With a kick, Wu Jin's stick swirled and flew into the air. He reached out and grabbed it. Just as he was about to make another move, there was a sound of wind behind him, and a stool flew across the ground!

Yu Wenhong stopped his palms instantly, and You Mengzhe roared, "Eat my stool!"

With a "bang", the bench hit Zhao Feihong on the back, breaking in two.

Zhao Feihong: "..."

Yu Wenhong didn't take any action, so he just stood quietly.

You Mengzhe watched for a moment and peeked at Zhao Feihong's face. He thought that he would stand up straight for a few seconds, and then he would suddenly vomit blood and fall down. However, after waiting for a long time, the unexpected thing did not happen, and the sneak attack failed.

You Mengzhe looked left and right, picked up an urn in the corner of the courtyard, and shouted, "Let me lie down!" Then he picked up the urn and smashed it on Zhao Feihong's head.

Zhao Feihong didn't even look at it, he stretched out a hand and grabbed You Mengzhe's wrist. You Mengzhe was immediately restrained and could not move.

"Yu Wenhong." Zhao Feihong said, "In these years, what do you think You Gutian has taught him?"

Yu Wenhong didn't speak, Zhao Feihong gently pushed You Mengzhe aside, and said coldly: "You and him are like a father, a brother, a teacher like a friend, watching Qinger's child become this kind of virtue by the ink-like dye vat of Yuheng Mountain. , has become a ruthless villain that everyone in the world disdains, can she feel at ease in the spirit of heaven?!"

Yu Wenhong said: "Sister Qing is willing to stay in Yuheng Mountain, this is her own choice."

Zhao Feihong: "You lose the moment you start."

Yu Wenhong: "Yes, I lost."

Zhao Feihong withdrew his stick, and Yu Wenhong withdrew his palm.

"No way!" You Mengzhe screamed, "That's just a few tricks!"

Yu Wenhong said: "I'm not his opponent, I'm still close."

You Mengzhe: "Come again, just now doesn't count."

Yu Wenhong said: "If you can't beat it, you can't beat it. It's only a little bit, and it's a little bit."

Zhao Feihong stopped talking, turned around and went back to his room. You Mengzhe was dazed and asked, "What should I do?"

Yu Wenhong beckoned You Mengzhe to come over, You Mengzhe passed by inexplicably, Yu Wenhong raised his hand and hugged him in front of him.

You Mengzhe: "??"

Under the moonlit night, the shadows of You Mengzhe and Yu Wenhong were stacked together, Yu Wenhong lowered his head, hugged him tightly, and said, "Me and Meng Zhe have never faced each other in the past sixteen years."

Zhao Feihong said coldly in the room: "So you are extremely stupid! You Gutian just wanted to use him. Now that he has grown up, it is time to use him. He is just a blank piece of paper. How does You Gutian teach him? Just do it, why don't you stop it?"

Yu Wenhong said: "He is Meng Zhe's father."

Zhao Feihong didn't speak anymore, Yu Wenhong sighed, took You Mengzhe's hand, and turned to go out. You Mengzhe thought he was going to take him away, but unexpectedly Yu Wenhong and You Mengzhe sat side by side outside Zhao's house.

"I want to go back to Canghai Pavilion." Yu Wenhong looked at You Mengzhe and said seriously.

You Mengzhe said blankly, "Why?"

Yu Wenhong said: "You learn from him first, he will not harm you."

You Mengzhe said: "Hey, you just leave me alone! At least stay and talk to me while chopping wood!"

Yu Wenhong thought for a while, but didn't answer. After a while, he put You Mengzhe in his arms, patted his head, and said, "I have to go to Yuheng Mountain first, then go back to Canghai Pavilion, and send your mother's things back. Tell them you are here."

You Mengzhe said, "Who should I send it back to? Who should I tell?"

Yu Wenhong: "Your grandmother."

You Mengzhe nodded thoughtfully, and Yu Wenhong said, "I can't beat him now, but I can take you with me next time."

You Mengzhe snorted, "Okay."

Yu Wenhong said, "I must be back before August 15 next year."

You Mengzhe said pitifully, "Then go, come back and pick me up."

Yu Wenhong nodded, took out a puppy made of stone from his arms, put it in You Mengzhe's hand, and said, "This is for you."

You Mengzhe took it at will, and felt so boring.

Zhao Feihong in the room said again: "If you stay, I can't watch him."

Yu Wenhong said, "I'll be back soon." He got up and left Zhao's house.

The dark clouds came and covered the moon. You Mengzhe stared blankly at the figure of Yu Wenhong leaving, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart. What was that feeling? As if something was taken from my heart.

Yu Wenhong grew up with him. Although they had only known each other for less than five days since the day he appeared, You Mengzhe felt that this person had occupied a place in his life.

He was very young, so young that he couldn't even tell that he was in his thirties, handsome and clean, like a teenager in his early twenties, just like You Mengzhe's brother.

When the two walked together, there was a vague sense of brotherhood.

"Because he is your only relative in the world." Zhao Feihong seemed to know what You Mengzhe was thinking.

You Mengzhe said, "I have a father! He said I also have a grandmother."

Zhao Feihong said casually: "That's not a father."

You Mengzhe was so annoyed that he had to go back to sleep angrily, preparing to get up tomorrow to chop firewood. don't know when this inhumane day will end.

From then on, Meng Zhe was bored. He practiced chopping firewood during the day, and flipped through books at night. Compared with the days in Yuheng Mountain, he felt like he had escaped from one cell to another.

At the end of the year, Yangzhou was cold, You Mengzhe suddenly remembered the appointment with Yu Changqing, and mentioned it to Zhao Feihong, Zhao Feihong replied: "People are in the rivers and lakes, why should they hang out with the people in the court?"

"That's not what you said..." You Mengzhe said, "A gentleman keeps his word, doesn't he?"

You Mengzhe had nothing to do, but Zhao Feihong instructed him to chop wood and practice calligraphy, and gradually taught him some boxing skills, and even broke a bamboo pole and made him a stick messenger.

When did You Mengzhe learn this martial art? Previously, in the main altar of the Demon Sect, had almost never come into contact with the Sword Technique and Sword Art. only practiced one Yang-turning technique. started chuáng during the day and went to bed at night. It was a bit new to start learning the stick technique with Zhao Feihong, but it was all those tricks that learned over and over again, and lost interest in less than three days.

Zhao Feihong's black-gold cudgel is so great that he can play it wide open and close. However, in the hands of You Mengzhe, the bamboo pole danced like a clothes fork, clumsy and completely unintentional.

"I used to use a sword." Zhao Feihong said, "I switched to a stick after Master passed away."

You Mengzhe said angrily, "Oh."

Zhao Feihong: "The stick is a rare masculine soldier in the world. It only retreats the enemy, but does not kill the enemy. The anode turns yīn, the rigidity is extremely soft, you are surly, and you must always remember that the dragon has a way of regret. Only when the road comes to an end can you resolve your hostility."

You Mengzhe: "Oh—"

Seeing that You Mengzhe was weak, Zhao Feihong had no choice but to put his stick away and said, "I'll be here today and read a book."

You Mengzhe immediately threw the clothesline and ran away.

Zhao Feihong shook his head and smiled wryly. There are not many people in the world who want to worship him as a teacher, but Yu Mengzhe has such a virtue. The bamboo pole is also specially cut for You Mengzhe. The bamboo pole is flexible and can be manipulated with You Mengzhe's true energy. For the sake of wrapping the fingers softly".

You have to think of a way to let You Mengzhe practice hard.

You Mengzhe was thinking of another thing at the moment - Zhao Feihong's martial arts are also domineering, if he can be double-cultivated, he will be able to get Zhao Feihong's true energy in his body.

And with Zhao Feihong's infuriating energy, he can successfully rush to xué!

Compared with Zhao Feihong, Yu Wenhong's martial arts are a little bit worse. First, double cultivate Zhao Feihong to get his infuriating qi, and then double cultivation with Yu Wenhong can make Yu Wenhong also have Zhao Feihong's infuriating qi.

But in this way, Zhao Feihong also got Yu Wenhong's infuriating energy, so the two lost half a pound, and You Mengzhe fell into chaos... No, double repair with Zhao Feihong twice, and double repair with Yu Wenhong ten times, the effect is the same? ?

It should be different. In theory, whoever cultivates more with him will get more... You Mengzhe thought to himself, if he and Zhao Feihong cultivated both day and night, and gained a lot of his true qi, he might be able to fight him. Tie.

You Mengzhe was about to start, but it was difficult how to do it, Zhao Feihong would definitely not be able to lie down and let him ride repeatedly. It was the most difficult plan he had ever implemented.

You Mengzhe began to make gestures at Zhao Feihong's figure, thinking to restrain him here and hold it there... Zhao Feihong really taught him a little bit of boxing and footwork these days, but You Mengzhe didn't study it seriously at all, so he naturally got a piece of the puzzle. Three-legged cat kung fu, using this hand to deal with Zhao Feihong, most likely won't work.

Zhao Feihong came in carrying something and stood outside the door, You Mengzhe immediately packed his mind and asked, "What?"

Zhao Feihong said, "Go for a walk."

You Mengzhe was inexplicable, seeing that Zhao Feihong was wearing a scarf, where did it come from? In the middle of the winter and the twelfth lunar month, it was very cold outside. You Mengzhe rubbed his hands and walked over. Zhao Feihong shook off the scarf and asked him to put it on.

It just fit, You Mengzheyu felt strange, followed Zhao Feihong out, just after noon, it was deserted and there were not many people outside. Zhao Feihong stopped on the street, and someone immediately greeted him: "Feihong, come here, is this your little apprentice?"

You Mengzhe never asked Zhao Feihong to be his master, and Zhao Feihong did not reluctantly ask him, but took a red lantern handed over by the man.

"Why is there no one on the street?" You Mengzhe asked.

"Today is New Year's Eve, and they all went home for the New Year's Eve dinner." The man, who was a local member, smiled and said, "You don't even know this, come on, Feihong will help us hang it up. The whole street is bothering you. "

Three-storey shops all over the street are waiting to hang the lanterns on New Year's Eve, and a lot of lanterns are piled up at the door of the local rich and powerful.

Zhao Feihong hurried a few steps, dragged the lantern with one hand and jumped up the eaves of the second floor in two steps, and made a steady hook towards the third floor.

"Okay!" You Mengzhe said movingly, picked up a lantern lightly as a swallow, twisted in mid-air, hung the other one, and fell down.

Zhao Feihong kicked up the lantern, You Mengzhe jumped up, turned around to intercept it at a high place, and hung it up. Many people along the street looked up and clapped their hands.

Zhao Feihong kicked and hooked, and You Mengzhe flew over the eaves and walls all the way, and hung up the lanterns in the whole street one by one.

You Mengzhe came back from the ground, saw a blind man, remembered Zhang Yuanshan, and asked, "By the way, what about the dumb one."

Zhao Feihong said: "He is in the capital, and I will take you to see him later in the year."

In less than half an hour, the lanterns all over the street were hung up, and the staff couldn't help but thank you, and put a red seal to You Mengzhe. Zhao Feihong was busy and humble and refused to accept the gift of thanks.

"Lottery jackpot." The member said with a smile: "Children, getting money is nothing, just take it."

You Mengzhe didn't know whether to push it or put it away, Zhao Feihong said, "Since it's for you, I'll accept it and give it a shot."

You Mengzhe said that everything is successful, and Zhao Feihong took You Mengzhe all the way.

"Did you buy this scarf?" You Mengzhe wore a furry scarf, but felt very warm and brand new.

Zhao Feihong nodded without saying a word, and walked across the long street with his hands behind his back. The stalls were closed early in the street market. Only the liquor store and the Luwei shop selling New Year's goods were open, and the business was not bad.

You Mengzhe didn't want to run away after these days. Anyway, he lived wherever he lived, but Zhao Feihong, in addition to supervising and being too strict, was also a good companion, and he was more familiar with world affairs when chatting.

As far away as the rivers and lakes, as high as the temples, Zhao Feihong has always been familiar with the events of Dayu, which You Gutian seldom said. If you don't keep staring at him and practice the exercises, you can usually talk and talk.

Compared with staying on Yuheng Mountain and being a young master with all the stars holding the moon, it is more comfortable and more comfortable to stay at Zhao Feihong's house.

"I'll come." You Mengzhe poured out the red seal, poured out two coins of silver foil, pulled Zhao Feihong to ask him to stand up, went to the window to buy meat, and turned around and asked, "How much?"

Zhao Feihong smiled and said, "Cut two or two pig ears, add some lamb offal and beef liver, and then make a pound of Nuer Hong, and also some pork belly."

"Smoked jī is also good." You Mengzhe saw his index finger move, and his saliva was drooling. Zhao Feihong said: "Enough, I'll save you to buy some whip pào and play."

You Mengzhe waved his hand. After several months of clear soup and little water, he even smoked jellied duck, pork ears and belly. Said: "Let's go."

Zhao Feihong looked at You Mengzhe, as if he was dazed for a moment.

You Mengzhe: "?"

You Mengzhe was about to go home to prepare food, when Zhao Feihong hurriedly said, "No, don't go home, come with me."

The two went out of the market all the way. There were seven or eight stalls selling whip pào and fireworks at the entrance of the market, and they were bombed everywhere. The children shouted loudly, and they bought it and put it in the mud.

You Mengzhe couldn't help but give in. Seeing Zhao Feihong bargaining with the street vendor, he bought some whip pào fireworks, and when a few sticks of incense were needed, the vendor also grabbed the powder pào to You Mengzhe and walked out of the sulphur-smelling market entrance. Zhao Feihong took You Mengzhe with him. down the river.

"After this trip, I'll go home for the New Year's Eve dinner." Shou Gong said, "Don't wait for anyone, think about it."

Zhao Feihong said with the wine: "Well, let's walk back along the Luqiao later."

The old scorpion narrowed his eyes and nodded. The two stood on the crossing board. The scorpion held the pole at the edge of the river and slid toward the center of the river.

In winter, the sky is gray and gray, the mountains on both sides of the river are green, the river is full of reeds, and the view is wide, but with a vague desolation, the sound of whip pào in Ting County, and the laughter gradually fades away.

The captain looked at Meng Zhe, and suddenly said, "Little brother, have you ever sat on my sampan before?"

You Mengzhe said blankly, "No." Then he looked at Zhao Feihong.

Zhao Feihong smiled and did not answer.

The sampan came to the shore, and then propped it away. Zhao Feihong went up to a high place. White paper money flew from the mountain, and scattered to the center of the river like a butterfly. There was a pavilion on the top of the slope, a stone table and three stone benches in the pavilion. Zhao Feihong put the wine on the table, indicating to eat here.

You Mengzhe stood for a while, and suddenly felt a sense of openness in his mind, and a layer of joyous smoke hung in the bustling Ting County, closing his eyes.

"Eat it." Zhao Feihong divided chopsticks, two glasses, and poured wine.

You Mengzhe: "Why don't you eat at home, come here."

Zhao Feihong said: "When your mother came from the East China Sea, she came here."

You Mengzhe suddenly realized that it was Yu Qing that the scorpion had carried many years ago? !

Zhao Feihong said nonchalantly: "That year, I drank wine here with Yuanshan, Qing'er."

You Mengzhe was instantly filled with emotion, Zhao Feihong raised his glass, the two touched each other, You Mengzhe drank, and his eyes were slightly red.

"You don't look like your father." Zhao Feihong said, "It's not annoying."

You Mengzhe smiled and said, "My father said the same."

Zhao Feihong said: "Alright, if you look like your father, Zhao will not give you a good look if you can't say it."

You Mengzhe was delighted and said, "I'm like my mother."

Zhao Feihong squinted his eyes and replied: "Seven points are like, and the remaining three points, I don't know who it is."

You Mengzhe said: "In short, it won't be like you."