Wang Zhi's people came faster than they thought.

He looked like a dock porter dressed in an ordinary manner, shirtless, with a tiger-back and a bear-waisted waist, and he was notified to board the ship according to the rules, and then led him down to the bottom cabin in person.

Fang Bie was originally worried that they might not be able to lift it. After all, Fang Bie had seen the things in it himself. Except for silk tea, the rest were very heavy.

But the other party didn't care about so many. They were carried together with a wooden stick. Whether it was gold, silver, treasures, or tea and silk, it seemed to be a weight, which was slightly different when the sound of stepping on the boat board under their feet was slightly different.

In short, when I was so excited, the twenty large boxes at the bottom of the bilge were completely moved.

What does it mean to give Fang Bie no hair to a single hair?

"I was originally hoping to see Wang Zhi with these things." Fang Bie said a little sadly.

"Isn't this going to be for you?" Yin Ye smiled faintly: "But, are you really just planning to meet Wang Zhi?"

"Or won't I still kill him?" Fang Bi asked quietly.

"Maybe." Yin Ye looked at Fang Bie and smiled calmly.

...

...

Hangzhou, above West Lake.

A cruise ship is wandering quietly above West Lake.

The oars broke the tranquility of the lake, and a clean middle-aged scholar was fishing on the stern pole.

Generally, boat fishing requires stopping, because only in this way can the swimming fish not be alarmed.

This small boat in West Lake was quietly shuttled through the emerald green lotus leaves, and the fishing line also pulled a slight slope in the lake.

The lotus leaves are endless and green, and it is approaching Mid-Autumn Festival, and the lotus leaves are gradually withering. Although they have not turned into residual lotus, they can only connect to the lotus leaves. If you want to see the lotus flowers in the sun, it will be much harder to come out.

"Why are there no fish on the hook?" the middle-aged Confucian scholar sighed.

"If the lord is quiet, then the fish will naturally take the bait one after another." said the boatman who was carrying the boat behind him.

"Where can you come down quietly?" the middle-aged Confucian scholar sighed.

"What's going on in Yingtian Mansion?" asked the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

"The seventy Japanese ronin sent more than ten elite troops to sneak into Yingtian Mansion, but they were discovered by Hu Beizong and strangled them all."

"The Beehive also sent its own assassin to assassinate Hu Beizong in the chaos, but was repelled by the mysterious masters around Hu Beizong."

"Waste." said the middle-aged Confucian scholar coldly.

"The mysterious master who stopped the assassin has been found out." The boatman continued.

"Who is it?" asked the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

"I am not from Jiangnan, but from the north." The boatman said: "Its name is Shang Jiuge."

"Shang Jiuge?" the middle-aged Confucian scholar hesitated: "I have heard of this name."

"Yes, the lord has heard of it. I mentioned it when I reported the news to the lord before."

"Shang Jiuge, born in Huashan, is the most outstanding young master in the contemporary martial arts world, perhaps no one."

"This year, it has just reached the 49th place in the first place of the Honeycomb River and Lake List."

"Forty-nine?" The middle-aged Confucian scholar still had some idea about this ranking: "That's really incredible."

"How many luanyun is flying?" the middle-aged Confucian scholar continued to ask.

"Hiss Luan has not taken action for nearly three years, but after the last time he took action, the record left behind is 19th place in the Jianghu list." The boatman said.

"It's too low." The middle-aged Confucian scholar sighed.

"Not low." The boatman shook his head and said, "The lord doesn't know that there are a large number of famous sect leaders on the list of the world. These sects cannot be said to be without strength, but their general strength is overestimated. And being able to reach the 19th place by masters like Luan Daxia is almost a miracle in the world."

"Besides, now that Mr. Luan has received the help of his lord, this time he has the chance to be on the top ten in the Jianghu list."

"After all, to put it bluntly, it depends on the record."

The white-clothed scholar nodded: "How could Duzun arrange it?"

"Duzun will make everything ready, and the ship for the lord has been prepared. After eating the vinegar fish from West Lake tonight, we will rush to Yingtian Mansion overnight to come to this feast." The boatman said this. When he said this, he still wanted to speak but stopped: "Lord..."

"You have been with me for so many years, just say it if you want to." The white-clothed scholar looked at the float in front of him quietly. The boat was still moving and people were talking, so of course no fish dared to bite such bait.

"Does the lord really want to hold this Du Zun meeting in Yingtian Mansion?" said the boatman: "Although the lord has made complete plans and his actions must have profound meanings, it is a bit too risky."

"Once Yingtian Mansion takes action, so close, even the safety of the lord will be in trouble."

"And lord, you should know that others can have something to do, but you must not go on a business trip."

"After all, no one can bear the huge foundation under your command except you."

The white-clothed scholar smiled and said, "If you can't bear it, you will disperse."

"There is no immortal empire, and more importantly, we are just a group of bandits."

"But." The white-clothed scholar looked in front of him: "The success of the king and the defeat of the enemy."

"Success or failure is here."

"Duzun will be determined on Xuanwu Lake in Yingtian Mansion. I also have concerns and thoughts, but since I always have to showdown, it is better to choose a day than to meet the day."

"Hu Beizong is an interesting person. I'm curious about how he will entertain my arrival."

"Also, you let Xu Hai not be allowed to dock on the sea."

"Before I return safely, Xu Hai is the only master on the sea."

The boatman was shocked when he heard this: "Lord!"

This is equivalent to establishing an heir.

Why this?

"You don't need to persuade me, I have a sense of my heart." The white-clothed Confucian scholar waved his hand and said, "This time I went to Yingtian Mansion to be a scam with the tiger."

"But the other party is a tiger, and I, Wang Zhi, are not a kitten that can be controlled by others."

"In short, the Eight Immortals cross the sea and each show their magical powers."

"At this time, don't hide it."

"Yes." The boatman replied in a low voice.

The white-clothed Confucian scholar in front of him was chatting and laughing, and he had no sense of extreme viciousness. If someone really stood in front of him, he would never have thought that he was the big pirate Wang Zhi who could almost stop the night crying of his children.

Now Wang Zhi can even sail on the lake in an open manner, and he is even more confident.

Or rather - he originally regarded the Hangzhou government as nothing.

"Jiang Taigong fishes, and the willing one takes the bait." Wang Zhi smiled softly and said, "I fish because I want to fish, so you are going to come."

As he said this, he quietly lifted the rod, and a silver carp dehydrated, and then the boatman reached out and held it in his hand.

"I'll eat it tonight." Wang Zhi put down his fishing rod, stood up, and stretched.

"Put more onion and ginger."
Chapter completed!