Chapter 18: Back to Gang ()

Wen Wenhai was very tired, and the horse whip in his hand mechanically whipped the horse's butt, hoping that it could run faster. Xue Qing beside him had a veil on her face again, and she couldn't see her face clearly, and she also urged the horse she rode.

Wen Wenhai occasionally looked back at Xue Qing, and sometimes encouraged him: "Junior sister, hold on for a while and we will soon reach our sphere of influence. We will rest at that time."

Xue Qing replied: "I know, senior brother, let's go quickly."

After the two came down from Shiren Peak, they didn't care too much at first. The mission had been completed, and they just wanted to bring things back to the sect. They were even immersed in the joy of getting medicine. When they rode on the horse and saw these two horses that were one of the best in the sect, they realized the meaning of the master's intention to let them ride such a handsome horse. At the same time, Wen Wenhai also remembered the master's inconspicuous instructions, "Come back quickly." At the same time, they also realized their dangerous situation. Not to mention whether the other three forces had other intentions, even if ordinary sects get a little news or find that the things they carry, those priceless treasures in the eyes of the sects, are priceless treasures in the eyes of the sects. Every man is guilty of being guilty of a treasure, and they will be unable to save their lives. The two couldn't help but feel a stern look at each other, turn over and get on the horse, no longer stay for a moment, and gallop.

The two of them were galloping on the horse for a day and a night. Fortunately, they were martial arts practitioners, and their bodies were well maintained, and ordinary people had already broken their bodies apart.

Nearly noon that day, the two of them were rushing to the road. From a distance, they saw a tea shop on the side of the road. Most of these tea shops were simple tents or thatched roofs set up next to the main road. They were airtight on all sides, providing simple tea and wine for passers-by to rest.

When he was about to arrive at the tea shop, Xue Qing couldn't help but say to Wen Wenhai: "Senior brother, why don't we take a break and enter the sphere of influence of our Piaomiao Sect in one meal. This should be safe."

Wen Wenhai was also a little moved, slowed down and gradually approached the tea shop.

However, Wen Wenhai changed his mind and said to Xue Qing with a smile: "Junior sister, it's just a meal. It's time to arrive soon. We have been traveling for so long, so we don't have to care about this little road anymore. Let's hurry up and catch a while. How about rest when we get to our territory?"

Xue Qing said: "Okay, senior brother, we won't do all the previous efforts, let's go quickly."

After saying that, the two of them regained their energy and speeded up, galloping past the front of the tea shop, regardless of the sweat beads and trembling legs of the horse under them.

At this time, there were not many people in the tea shop. Sitting on a small table near the roadside were two men in strong costumes. One had a white face and five long beards moved with the wind. He held a sword in his hand. The other had a charred skin, a thick body, big hands and feet, and did not take a weapon. The two were leisurely tasting the tea in the rough tea bowl on the table. When Wen Wenhai and his horses slowed down slightly from the front of the tea shop and speeded up again, they saw it.

After Wenwenhai's horse passed, he looked at the dust rising on the road. The man holding a sword glanced at the dark-skinned man opposite and said with a smile: "Lao Liu, stop drinking, let's leave too. I didn't expect that Ah Hai is really cautious. He doesn't even enter this tea shop. Lao San accepted a good apprentice."

The sixth brother said, "Yes, Fourth Brother, none of our disciples are as cautious as Ah Hai. Unfortunately, he has limited talent and is unlikely to make progress in martial arts. Otherwise, it would be limitless. Alas, it's just a pity that these two good horses are."

After saying that, the two of them threw down the tea money and took their own horses, and they also got on the horse to chase them.

However, they didn't know that a passerby who was dressed in an ordinary manner had a flash of light in his eyes and muttered in his heart: "What happened? Did two of the six tigers of Piaomiao come to pick him up?"

After the two of them took the horse away, they immediately settled the account and followed quietly.

But Wen Wenhai was walking forward and ran for another meal. Seeing that there were more and more people, there were more stalls along the way on the road. Pingyang City was far away. Suddenly, the horses under him were "sparse" and their legs were soft, and they collapsed to the ground. Wen Wenhai felt his body sinking, and immediately slapped his back and jumped off the horse with the force. Seeing this, Xue Qing quickly retracted the reins and slowly stopped his horse. He saw the horse, lying softly on the ground, foaming at his mouth, and his eyes slowly closed, and was exhausted to death. Xue Qing also quickly looked at his horse. His horse was not much better, his legs were trembling, and some white foam appeared in the horse's mouth. It seemed that he could not ride anymore.

Wen Wenhai stood by the roadside, looking at the horses lying on the roadside, and the passers-by scattered around him, thought for a while, took out an arrow from his arms, shot it in the sky with a "swoosh". Then he heard the arrow flying into the air, making a sharp sound, and it was very far from the empty sky.

As soon as the sound of the arrow passed, someone heard the greeting behind him: "Ahai~" Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing looked back and couldn't help but feel happy.

They were two big men who were resting in the tea shop just now.

When the two of them rode their horses in front of them, Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing stepped forward and bowed: "Please pay tribute to the fourth and sixth uncles."

The two of them swayed the stirrup and said with a smile: "You don't have to be too polite to you, we are here to welcome you on the orders of the senior brother of the sect. Wait for a moment and they will come."

Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing both nodded and said yes, so they stood beside the two uncles and waited quietly.

At this time, the tense strings in their hearts completely relaxed.

Sure enough, a short while, a group of people galloped from afar. First, a scholar wearing a square scarf, in his forties, with a white face and no beard, wearing white clothes, looking very young, like a person studying, followed by a beautiful woman with a mature atmosphere between her eyebrows and eyes, and was dressed very simple. Both of them rode white horses, and behind them were about a dozen people dressed up. Each of them was equipped with swords, with their eyes shining brightly, and some people's temples were still bulging high. You could tell at a glance that they were masters in the martial arts world. These people were urging the horse and their eyes were wandering around, looking around with vigilance.

When the two arrived, they turned over and dismounted. Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing stepped forward and bowed, saying, "See the master."

This scholar turned out to be Ou Peng, the head of the Piaomiao School!

So inconspicuous.

The two saluted the beautiful woman again: "See the teacher's wife."

The beautiful woman looked at them with a smile, without saying a word, Ou Peng said, "Okay, Ahai, Qing'er, you have worked hard, there is no need to be too polite. You also know that your teacher's wife rarely pays attention to the affairs of the gang, and today is an outing."

The two behind Wen Wenhai also stepped forward to salute: "I have met the senior brother and sister-in-law of the leader."

Ou Peng reached out and helped him up and said, "Thank you for your hard work, too."

The old four stood up and said, "It's not hard work, we're just tasting tea. You disciple don't even have to go to the tea shop. You're so cautious."

Wen Wenhai then understood and said quickly: "Disn't you not knowing that Uncle Master is here, otherwise you would have left with Uncle Master long ago."

Then he said to the master: "Fortunately, I have not been humiliated and I have escaped with my junior sister, but this horse..."

Ou Peng laughed and said, "It's okay, no matter how handsome the horse is, it's not as important as you. As long as you come back safely, it's better than anything else."

Then he said to the person behind him: "You leave a horse for Qing'er and then deal with it here."

After saying that, he took Wen Wenhai, Xue Qing and other four people back and left only two people to deal with the dead horse, but he didn't mention anything about Wen Wenhai's things.

The ordinary passerby who followed them witnessed the whole process, was even more surprised and did not think much. He turned over and galloped in another direction. He must have rushed back to the gang to report this matter, and it is definitely a big deal that Ou Peng should take on his horse to welcome him.

Wen Wenhai and others followed the group of people to Pingyang City. When they arrived at Pingyang City, they did not enter the city, but walked around the city gate and headed in the other direction. After a cup of tea, they came to a villa outside the city.

This villa is built against the mountain. In front of the villa are scattered residents, and the high and low houses are arranged in an orderly manner. Many people are busy with their affairs. When they see a large group of people coming, they make way out early and pay tribute to Ou Peng on the horse.

Further inward is a straight road, with huge trees planted beside it. After passing the road, there is a gorgeous archway. The two huge characters on the archway are the same as the words on the token Xue Qing gave to the Zhang family, but these two words seem even more elegant.

After passing the archway, I saw a high platform. There were empty doors above the dozens of gang disciples. There were already dozens of people who looked like disciples in the gang. They were waiting in front of the door and up and down the steps. In front of everyone was a young man with fair faces, gentle temperament, and less than a big difference from Wen Wenhai. It was Zhang Chengyue, the senior brother of the sect. When Ou Peng and others got off the horse, Zhang Chengyue led everyone to say in unison: "Welcome to the leader of the gang."

Ou Peng and others dismounted, and someone took the reins in their hands. Ou Peng said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, let's all part. The disciples who participated in the advanced competition should hurry up and practice the exercises. There is not much time left for you."

All the disciples said, "Yes, follow the guidance of the gang leader."

Then Zhang Chengyue followed Ou Peng and others across the gate, and the others were all busy. These disciples were summoned by the gang leader a few days ago and were warned day and night, thinking that a major event would happen. However, today, when the gang leader went out, he announced that the warning of starting and falling apart was cancelled, which made the disciples confused. However, this is the affairs of the gang leader, and the advanced competition related to his future is still important. If he can advance, his status and treatment in the gang will be different. Maybe he can learn more advanced martial arts, which is his own business. These disciples will not ask too much about other things.

Ou Peng brought everyone to the convention hall. When Ou Peng's wife saw that they had gang affairs, she sued her first, while the others followed Ou Peng into the convention hall.
Chapter completed!