As the organizer of this Martial Arts Conference, the Green Sword Sect was naturally the local snake in Gui Yang. It was easy for them to find out where Fangzheng was staying. Thus, after knowing the inn where Fangzheng was staying, the white-shirted martial artist braced himself and went there. He knocked on the door of the guest room.
"What are you doing here?"
Looking at the white-shirted martial artist in front of him, Fangzheng was a little confused. He didn't think that the other party was here to find trouble with him, nor did he look like he was here to settle old scores. Hmm, this was very interesting.
"Young Master Fang, my master invites you to participate in the Bamboo Forest Lake Meeting …"
"Your master?"
Hearing the white-shirted martial artist's words, Fangzheng raised his eyebrows.
Could it be that it was like in wuxia novels, where the young suffered a loss, and the old came to seek revenge?
"Young Master Fang, you misunderstand."
Seeing Fangzheng's expression, the white-shirted martial artist's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly waved his hand.
"We are not here to find trouble with you. In fact, my master is the head of the Green Sword Sect, Li Tianming. You should also know that we will be holding a Martial Arts Conference here in the near future. The Bamboo Forest Lake Meeting is a gathering where my master invites all the young and promising heroes to gather and discuss matters of the martial arts world …"
"Oh, so that's how it is …"
After listening to the white-shirted martial artist's explanation, Fangzheng nodded. He took the invitation and slightly frowned.
"Did Hero Li invite me? I don't seem to have any contact with him. "
"Well, actually, it's Miss Fan …"
"Miss Fan?"
"Miss Fan is a guest who recently came to visit master. Of course, she is not famous in the martial arts world …"
The white-shirted martial artist briefly explained the situation, and Fangzheng immediately understood.
"Oh … I understand. That means that Miss Fan is the recently rumored protective fairy."
"There is indeed such a rumor in the outside world, but I don't know the truth."
"Alright."
Seeing that the white-shirted martial artist couldn't say anything else, Fangzheng nodded.
"Then please tell Hero Li that I will definitely be there."
Although the white-robed cultivator only said that this was a gathering for the younger generation to chat, Fangzheng had already guessed what the other party was up to. He just wanted to take this opportunity to brainwash some famous young heroes in Jianghu. After all, being young and promising didn't mean that he had a lot of experience. Generally speaking, those who were called young heroes were inexperienced brats. They hadn't formed their own values and were easily influenced by others.
As for finding him, it was mostly because of his notoriety. With the virtue of Buddhism, if he could convince a "great villain" like him to turn over a new leaf and repent, then his influence would naturally be more outstanding.
Hehehe, this little doll's thoughts are not bad, but it's a pity that you've found the wrong target.
With this in mind, Fangzheng looked at the invitation in his hand and smiled.
Since you want to use me to establish your power, don't blame me for putting up your whore's memorial arch.
Three days later, Fangzheng arrived at the Bamboo Forest Lake Gathering as promised. Just as the name suggested, the banquet was held in a courtyard between a bamboo forest and a lake. It was rather leisurely and carefree. But what made Fang Zheng at a loss whether to laugh or cry was that the martial artist in white who had brought him here had introduced the Bamboo Forest Lake Gathering as a reference to the Elegant Lake Hut of the previous generation's talented lady, Ji Yanran. It was said that at that time, Talented Lady Ji had invited guests from all over the world to discuss literature and martial arts.
That was why his master would invite those young and promising heroes to gather here in this way.
Fangzheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He really wanted to tell the other party that Ji Yanran had opened the Elegant Lake Hut and that his master also wanted to open the lamp?
After living for a long time, Fangzheng found these things that were distorted by history more and more interesting. Just like the First Emperor Divine Art – Qin Shi Huang didn't practice any divine art when he was alive, if he really had this ability, he wouldn't have died suddenly during his tour. But the result was that people's imagination was so real that there were even rumors that Ying Zheng relied on the First Emperor Divine Art to conquer the world.
This made Fangzheng really laugh his head off.
By the way, after that, Fangzheng also called back to the palace to ask about the He Shi Bi. After all, he didn't know whether he had that thing or not, so he asked the people in the palace to investigate. After searching for a long time, they reported that there was no He Shi Bi in the palace … … Well, this was very interesting.
At this moment, under the lead of the white-shirted martial artist, Fangzheng also came to the hall of the Bamboo Forest Gathering, and soon saw several other figures.
Judging from their age, they should be the same as Fangzheng, invited to attend the gathering.
Including Fangzheng, there were a total of four men and four women, sitting on the left and right respectively. Most of them were quite young. The oldest on the men's side looked to be about 25 or 26 years old, while the oldest on the women's side was not even 20 years old.
This was really a case of 'if you're not sincere'.
Fangzheng silently ridiculed, then sat down on one of the chairs arranged by the white-shirted martial artist, and nodded to the crowd.
Facing Fangzheng's greeting, the pretty boy on the men's side did not respond, but turned his head and did not say a word. The older one was obviously more experienced, as he smiled at Fangzheng and returned the greeting. The last one, who looked like a rich second generation young master, only nodded slightly, neither lightly nor heavily.
The four people on the women's side were very interesting. The eyes of the girl in yellow, who looked to be about 14 or 15 years old, lit up. She stared at Fangzheng as if she had seen some rare animal. The slightly older girl next to her blushed, lowered her head, and did not say a word, as if she was on a blind date.
Sitting in the third seat was a woman full of heroic spirit. She only returned the greeting to Fangzheng, neither servile nor overbearing. At first glance, she looked like an ice mountain, and she did not say anything. On the contrary, the slightly older girl gave Fangzheng a flirtatious look, which was quite bold.
Fangzheng was already used to this. Basically, no matter where he went, women would look at him like this. After all, he was born handsome, and it could not be hidden.
So sometimes, I hate myself for being so handsome that people can't reject me.
Fangzheng sighed silently, took a cup of tea, and began to taste it.
Not long after, an old man and a young woman walked over. The old man sat in the main seat, cupped his hands at the crowd, and the others hurriedly stood up to return the greeting.
"Hehehe, I'm deeply gratified to see all of you here today. It seems that every generation of our Jianghu has talented people. Hmm … I'm afraid you're not familiar with each other, so let me introduce you first. "
As he spoke, Li Tianming introduced the people in front of him. As expected, most of them were disciples from famous sects. On the men's side, besides Fangzheng and the rich boy toy who ignored people, the other two were from the White Water Gang and the Taishan Sect. On the women's side, besides the enchanting beauty, the other three were from the Hundred Flowers Palace, the Emei Sect, and the Five Elements Sect.
Fangzheng knew a little about the Hundred Flowers Palace. They were originally a southern barbarian female tribe, a bit similar to the White Miao tribe in the Legend of the Sword and Fairy. Later, the tribe established trade relations with the Great Han Dynasty. In order to guard against bandits, the women of the tribe formed a special organization to protect their own caravan. Over time, they simply registered a sect called the Hundred Flowers Palace in the Great Han Dynasty. Because it was a very rare foreign sect, even Fangzheng had heard of it in the imperial court.
Therefore, Fangzheng had a good impression of the yellow-clothed girl from the Hundred Flowers Palace. She reminded him of Ah Nu, who he met in the Legend of the Sword and Fairy world. She was also a lively and lovely little girl.
Unfortunately, she was not the target of Fangzheng's visit to the banquet this time.
It was the woman sitting on the top.
"I'm Fan Qinghui. Greetings, young heroes."
At this moment, the woman also stood up and bowed to the crowd. It had to be said that she had some temperament. Seeing Fan Qinghui, the young heroes on Fangzheng's side also revealed a somewhat fascinated expression. Only Fangzheng still stared at her with a faint smile, waiting for her to speak next.
As expected, Fan Qinghui immediately acted as if she had been looking forward to meeting the young heroes for a long time. She even pointed out the battles that made them famous. This round of flattery made both sides very happy. Although they didn't know who this woman was, it was also very pleasing that she could say such things.
But Fangzheng knew that this was just an appetizer.
Sure enough, when Fan Qinghui turned to Fangzheng, she suddenly smiled.
"Qinghui has long heard of the name of the jade-faced gentleman, Young Master Fang. Young Master Fang is chivalrous, upholds justice, and exterminates evil. You are the model of our generation. But … Qinghui has something that I don't understand. Please enlighten me, Young Master Fang. "
Here it comes.
Hearing Fan Qinghui's words, Fangzheng laughed in his heart. He then lowered his head and took a sip of tea, then looked at Fan Qinghui.
"Miss Fan, please speak."
"Then Qinghui will be impolite."
Saying that, Fan Qinghui also sat up straight and looked at Fangzheng.
"As everyone knows, Young Master Fang is extremely cruel to those evil people, making them beg for death. Indeed, evil people must be stopped from doing evil, but shouldn't there be a limit to everything? Evil people do evil, but they also have lives. Isn't it too much to humiliate them so wantonly? "
Hehehe, here it comes.
Hearing Fan Qinghui's words, Fangzheng laughed and put down the teacup in his hand. He could feel that at this moment, everyone was watching him. Among them, the pretty boy was obviously gloating, and most of the others were staring at him with curiosity and complicated expressions.
But of course, Fangzheng didn't care about what these people thought.
"Humiliate? Oh, so Miss Fan is saying that those who died in the hands of those people died in vain? "
"Of course not."
Fan Qinghui obviously expected Fangzheng to refute, so she continued calmly.
"Qinghui naturally feels sorry for those who died in the hands of evil people, but revenge breeds revenge, when will …"
"Bang."
However, before Fan Qinghui could finish her sentence, she heard Fangzheng slam the table coldly, interrupting her.
"Feel sorry? Miss Fan, you feel sorry? Do you know what those people did? Hmm? "
"This … Of course Qinghui has heard of these evil people, but …"
"That's right, you've only heard of it."
Fangzheng snorted coldly and stared at Fan Qinghui.
"Then I'll tell you a little more in detail. The young lady of the Hu Clan of the Southern County, sixteen years of age, was abducted by the Night Demon Zhang San from her home. In order to obtain her chastity, he fed the young lady of the Hu Clan strong poison for fun, allowing her to be raped by mountain bandits. In the end, he even went so far as to use a wolf dog to cruelly persecute her, causing the young lady of the Hu Clan to die on the spot.
Her body was torn apart and devoured by the wolf dog. Not even a whole body was left. Also, the Zhao Village outside the pass was plundered by the Thirteen Desert Riders. Everyone in the village died. Women ranging from 80 old ladies to one year old children were all stabbed to death by the Thirteen Desert Riders … "
When Fangzheng said this, he stared coldly at Fan Qinghui.
"That's all? You've heard of it and that's it? What? Miss Fan, why don't you go and experience it for yourself? Then come back and talk to me. Is it too much? "
After listening to Fangzheng's words, the other young heroes did not look too good, especially the women. Of course, they knew that Fangzheng had killed evil people, but these young heroes who were new to the martial arts world were not particularly clear about what they had done. Now that Fangzheng had only talked about a few cases, they immediately changed their minds.
After all, they were also women. Just listening to the contents of Fangzheng's story made them feel cold all over. Thinking about it carefully, if they encountered something similar, they would probably not let those bastards go even if they became ghosts. With this thought, those who previously thought that Fangzheng was cruel no longer thought so.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall became subtle.
(End of this chapter)
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