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Chapter 64: Shi Wengong's Huarong Road

A few miles away from Zengtou City, Shi Wengong, who had finally escaped from the rebels, reined up his horse behind a high hill. He looked at the Zengtou City where the fighting was shaking in the distance and the sky was red with fire. He was filled with emotion in his heart.

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If someone had told Shi Wengong ten months ago that Zengtou City could be defeated overnight, Shi Wengong would not have believed it. After all, Zengtou City, a powerful force with tens of thousands of troops, would have to use a large army to destroy it.

But now this happened right before our eyes. Lord Taishan of Dulonggang used his identity as the most proud Jurchen of the Zeng family to destroy Zengtou City with a scheming plan. Shi Wengong couldn't help but believe it.

Shi Wengong sighed and thought to himself: I only hope that Leader Fang from Jiangnan can be this person's opponent.

Finally looking at Zengtou City, where he had stayed for nearly ten years, Shi Wengong stopped thinking about it and headed south. As soon as he turned out of the high hill, he saw not far ahead, a man more than eight feet tall, carrying a

A big man with an eight-foot-long snake spear was waiting here with a group of people.

Du Bo crossed the snake spear in his hand and shouted towards Shi Wengong: "Seeing Mr. Shi standing behind the high hill and thinking about Zengtou City, Du Bo couldn't bear to disturb him, but now he wants to tell Mr. Shi that this road is blocked."

When Shi Wengong saw this, he didn't reply. He just turned his horse's head and headed north in a hurry. He didn't know how many miles he had traveled when Shi Wengong suddenly realized that there was no pursuer behind him.

Just when Shi Wengong lamented that God had opened his eyes, he saw a group of men and horses flashing out of the dense forest in front of him. The leader had a leopard head and ring eyes, a swallow's forehead and a tiger's beard, and an ape's arms and a wolf's waist. He was holding a two-foot-long red tasseled spear, wasn't it?

Who could he be, Lin Chong, who had always regarded himself as a traitor in his sect and wanted to clean up the sect for Zhou Tong?

Lin Chong pointed the red tassel gun at Shi Wengong and said meaningfully: "Teacher Shi, when you betrayed our teacher, you didn't think about today. Today, Lin Chong doesn't want to add insult to injury, so I ask you to find another way."

Shi Wengong looked deeply at Lin Chong. Shi Wengong didn't want to mention the various things about his school. In the past, Zhou Tong thought that he had evil intentions and was competitive and expelled him from the school. However, in Shi Wengong's view, if a person does not have plans for the city, he will not know how to fight.

If you are strong and competitive, how can you survive in this chaotic world?

Now, Lin Chong just chose a good master, and shouted in front of him that he wanted to clean up the family on behalf of his master. He was just pretending to be powerful. If these guys told his master to be rebellious, they would be rebellious.

Shi Wengong turned his horse's head and headed east. After walking a few miles, he saw a large river rushing past. The river was so fast that there was only an iron cable bridge to pass through. Shi Wengong frowned slightly. Zengtou City was dozens of miles away.

There is no such a big river in Shi Wengong's memory.

At this time, there was no time to think about it, so Shi Wengong got off his horse, took the reins of the horse and carefully walked onto the chain bridge. When he reached the middle of the bridge, Shi Wengong felt a burst of despair and despair.

But I saw a group of men and horses flash out from the bridge opposite. A fat monk, eight feet long and ten waists wide, with an iron-milled Zen staff across the way, blocking the way like a glaring Vajra. It was Lu Zhishen, the flower monk.

When he was able to turn around, he saw that the way back was also blocked by a group of men and horses. The leader had a green mark hanging on his face and was holding a steel gun with an iron point. He was not a descendant of the Yang family, and the green-faced beast Yang Zhi could

who is it.

Shi Wengong stood in the middle of the iron cable bridge. The iron cable bridge was swaying, and Shi Wengong's heart was shaking. He was running east and west to escape. Du Bo blocked the road to the south, and Lin Chong blocked the road to the north. Now he was going east.

, but were blocked by Lu Zhishen and Yang Zhi in the middle of the chain bridge, with no way to escape.

Just chasing and intercepting like this, but stopping him without killing him, Shi Wengong was puzzled. He really couldn't think of what Lord Taishan wanted to do. If he wanted to kill him, there was no need to go to such trouble; it was even more difficult to recruit him. Maybe, he, Lu Junyi, and Lin Chong were incompatible, and it was impossible for him to give up the other two for himself.

Just when Shi Wengong was feeling uneasy, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the river with disbelief. In the rushing river, he saw Zhu Biao and a Taoist coming on the waves.

Zhu Biao stood on the wave, slightly cupped his hands towards Shi Wengong, and said: "Teacher Shi, are you in such a hurry, are you rushing to Jiangnan to join the Manichaeans?"

When Shi Wengong heard this, he was startled. Although he was extremely shocked that Zhu Biao could even guess such a thing, he was so horrified by the sight in front of him that he was speechless.

Seeing the horrified look on his face, Zhu Biao nodded towards Qiao Daoqing who was standing aside. He saw a move from his sleeves, and a breeze blew out of his sleeves and floated towards Shi Wengong.

The breeze blew on his face, and Shi Wengong felt refreshed. The scenery in front of him suddenly changed. There were no rushing rivers and cable bridges. Shi Wengong was standing in an open space in front of the entrance to Zengtou City, surrounded by people. Du Longgang's army and horses arrived, and Du Bo, Lin Chong, Lu Zhishen, Yang Zhi and others were all present.

Seeing this scene, Shi Wengong was no less frightened than before. After a while, he cupped his hands towards Qiao Daoqing and said, "This must be the famous Phantom Lord Qiao Daoqing, Taoist Priest Qiao Daoqing. I didn't know him a few days ago. I just let him know." Shi Mou has been running around in circles today, Taoist priest is really a clever trick."

Qiao Daoqing smiled slightly when he heard this, waved his sleeves again, but the scene suddenly changed, isolating the outside world, and said: "It's just a small trick. What Teacher History should be concerned about at this time is not such a thing."

Shi Wengong's face straightened. He knew that today was a blessing or not a disaster, and he couldn't avoid it. He simply stopped thinking about anything else. He cupped his hands towards Zhu Biao and said, "Mr. Taishan didn't kill Shi, but he used this method to rape Shi." If you stay here, what can you teach me?"

"Teacher Shi hasn't answered my question just now?" Zhu Biao smiled and looked at Shi Wengong with a confused expression.

Shi Wengong was not in a hurry to answer. He only looked at Zhu Biao with a pair of meaningful eyes. In fact, it was hard to imagine how this young Taishan Lord could see through people's hearts. It seemed that every step of the way was in his calculations. In this world, The characters seem to be in his heart. Is there really such a person in this world who knows the subtleties and understands them from birth?

"Shi is indeed planning to go to Jiangnan to seek refuge with the Holy Duke." Shi Wengong responded in a deep voice.

Zhu Biao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but in Shi Wengong's eyes he didn't know whether it was a joke or a mockery, and said: "The Manichaeism has won the hearts of the people in Jiangnan with its eight-character teaching of 'purity, light, strength, and wisdom', but I don't know how true or false it is. , but the Manichaeans are all in white clothes and black hats, and they form a secret society. Now that the history teacher is gone, I am afraid that he will have to remain anonymous from now on, and he will have to wait until the Holy Duke of that place raises his arms to make a difference."

"In the past, there was a King of Chuzhuang who had been silent for three years and then became a blockbuster. Although Shi Wengong was not as good as the ancient kings, he could still endure a few years of loneliness." Shi Wengong responded with an excited expression.

Zhu Biao heard the words and laughed loudly. The laughter made Shi Wengong feel his scalp numb. But now that he is a knife and I am a fish, the situation is stronger than others, so he can only suppress the resentment in his heart. After a while, he heard Zhu Biao He said quietly.

"Teacher History has a commendable ambition. He has just walked the Huarong Road like Cao Mengde, and it is really admirable that he still has such ambition. There is only one thing that Teacher History has remembered: you are not the King of Chuzhuang, nor is that Cao Mengde.

Even if he wanted to be a slave with three surnames like Lu Bu, he would not have such invincible courage. The Manichaeism was as deep as the sea, and the people in it were mixed with dragons and snakes, but they were not swallowed up completely by the waves.

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After saying that, without waiting for Shi Wengong to reply, he rode away. Qiao Daoqing made a move with his sleeves, glanced meaningfully at Shi Wengong, and followed him. Within a moment, all the Dulonggang troops and horses retreated, leaving an empty place at the entrance of Zengtou City.

, only Shi Wengong was left standing alone.

After a while, I heard a faint sentence coming from far and near: "Shi Wengong, please keep your life for a while. A certain brother of the Lu family and Coach Lin will come to get you sooner or later!"

Shi Wengong suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart. He felt that Lord Taishan did not take him seriously at all. At the same time, a touch of fear also filled his heart. Such a combination of anger and fear made Shi Wengong's martial arts skills rare in the world.

A character with nowhere to vent all the resentment in his heart.
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