Zhang Ping threw the broken branch behind his hands and stood up and said, "It’s a great sound to hope that the elephant wants to lose. This is the sword method of hoping to lose."
Mu Shuang murmured, "Xi Yi … Xi Yi … Good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good swordsmanship."
Mu Jiu said at this time, "I’m not afraid of you. We’ll fight again in three months. I must beat you."
Zhang Ping said, "Miss Jiu, you must have a deadline, otherwise you can’t stay in Mu Mountain Villa all your life, can you?"
Mu Jiu said, "Mu Villa is not good? You are a generation to stay here, but the girl is not importune. You can stay or stay at will for up to a year. "
Zhang Pinglve thought and smiled, "There is no problem, but after one year, I don’t owe anything to Mu Villa."
Later, Mu Shuang helped Zhang Ping find another room next to Gu Renyu, and Zhang Ping was in a good mood. Every day, he studied martial arts or pointed out Gu Renyu’s martial arts. Mu Shuang sometimes came to Zhang Ping to discuss double swords and swordsmanship.
However, Mu Jiu, a little girl, is also arrogant and knows that Zhang Ping’s martial arts are much better than hers, but she never gives up the challenge and never accepts Zhang Ping’s advice.
When I went to Qiu Lai in the spring, Zhang Ping has lived in Mu Villa for a year, but apart from Gu Renyu, Mu Jiu and Mu Shuang, Zhang Ping has not even taken the initiative to see Mu Zhengde, the owner of Mu aristocratic family, because he has made the world look down on everything.
In this year, Zhang Ping turned to repair the hurdle and greatly improved his combat power. On this day, Zhang Ping defeated Mu Jiu again. Seeing that her mood seemed to be depressed and abnormal, she did not swear to take revenge. She was ready to go and see her with Gu Renyu.
Zhang Ping Gu Renyu walked all the way through Mu Mountain Villa Garden and saw a shallow curved corridor winding along the hillside. Next to the curved corridor was an exquisite house. Each architectural form was different and each window was different in color. However, Sister Mu Jiu had married a famous jade swordsman in the Jianghu before Zhang Ping came, so her room kept waiting for Zhang Ping and Gu Renyu to go to the ninth, which was the ninth boudoir.
Zhang Ping had longed for nine rooms from the future for a year before, and they just longed for nine doors when they heard Mu Jiu cursing inside, "Dead Zhang Ping stinks, let me win once, and it will kill me …" Then Zhang Ping looked at Gu Renyu and finally went to the door after Gu Renyu lost the battle.
Hear Gu Renyu calling for nine inside coldly shouted "knock what knock this came" Then longed for nine directly rushed to knock on the door to see Zhang Ping actually followed with angry words, "Didn’t you never stay in Gu Renyu and never come out? How did you come out today? "
Zhang Ping said with a smile, "Miss Jiu, since I am a rare visitor, why don’t you invite me in?"
After hearing this, Mu Jiu was still in a huff. Zhang Ping and Gu Renyu came in. Zhang Ping entered Mu Jiu Room, but when he saw that everything in this room was light blue, the most exquisite and gorgeous room. Everything was rare and precious. He was sitting in a chair and suddenly laughed. "Nine girls have been kind to you for a year, but I still want to say goodbye to you."
Mu Jiu heard here, "Why not? You can’t leave before I beat you, and you’re so young as a tramp?" Say also fierce eyes staring at Gu Renyu seems to say that you do good … Gu Renyu sees Mu Jiu’s eyes are red with his head down and dare not look at her.
Zhang Ping laughed when he saw this. "Nine girls, don’t bully Gu Xiong. A year ago, we made a promise. Now the one-year term has expired. Of course, I want to leave my age. You can rest assured. Do you think you can get along well in Jianghu if you are older? But before I leave, I have three gifts for you, and this day I will talk about it, and I will meet you some day, but maybe the girl will have forgotten me by then. "
Mu Jiu said in a hurry, "No … No, I mean … you little thief will never forget you before I beat you."
Zhang Ping heard here and didn’t care to take out three cheats. "Here are three cheats. This scattered palm helps hidden weapons Kung Fu to give nine girls. This stone wrestler is of great benefit to boxing. It is given to Gu Xiong. Finally, please give nine girls a gift to my second sister for me. Let’s not have a farewell dinner in the future."
After saying this, Zhang Ping suddenly got up and ran out of the room in a few blinks. Seeing this, he quickly shouted, "Where are you going?"
Zhang Ping’s figure is getting smaller and smaller. When he is about to disappear, he suddenly replied, "Three-foot Qingfeng travels all over the world. My nine girls are everywhere. Take care …"
Chapter sixty-six Tibetan situation
Zhang Ping, who left Mu Villa, suddenly felt a feeling that the sky was high and the sky was wide and the sea was wide. He felt that he was worried about this life and no longer needed the sect teachers to bear the heavy responsibility. He wanted to wander the rivers and lakes like a ranger, and if there was wine, he would drink evil and punish the legendary swordsman, a fresh-clothed angry horse
Of course, Zhang Ping still has a little bad idea, that is, experiment one is extremely purple. After all, if you don’t give it a try, wouldn’t it be like casting pearls before swine?
Mu Mountain Villa is close to Tibet, so Zhang Ping left Mu Mountain Villa soon and went all the way to Tibet to enjoy the scenery and taste the wine in Tibet. It was also a good journey by relying on the local officials to "help" Zhang Ping.
A few days later, the mountains have been dyed deep blue mist and gradually fall to the hillside, and the vast atmosphere hangs over this vast grassland.
Zhang Ping rode on a little black donkey, but he saw sheep howling, cattle howling and Ma Si mixed into a desolate rhyme, and then sheep, cattle and horses swarmed in and reflected a beautiful and magnificent picture in the sunset! Like a sad and desolate love song
Watching these black bezoars, horses and white sheep gallop in the blue mountains and green grass like a hundred thousand troops marching forward! Zhang Ping couldn’t help but write a song about Chiles in the Southern Dynasties. He immediately sang, "The sky in the Yinshan Mountain of Chiles River is like a vault, and the four fields are covered with cages."
The force of this Chile song is surging inadvertently, and the singing has been rolling through the grassland for a long time, and after listening to it, my little donkey is also "Uh-oh … Uh-oh …" Echoing it, everyone and a donkey are amazed at the wonders of the prairie.
With Zhang Ping and the mount Gray singing, a song came from the herd. Although Zhang Pingli didn’t have to bless it, the song was so high and clear. It seems that only this beautiful grassland can give birth to such natural songs.
But Zhang Ping couldn’t hear what the singing was. The only thing he could hear was that the song always started with "A bit …"
A few people have never been to Tibet, so he naturally doesn’t know that these two words mean the gods believed by nomadic people.
Zhang Ping urged Gray to walk in the direction of the herd. All kinds of grass stopped and Gray didn’t know how long it took to run before he saw several white tents dotted on the grassland. The lights and stars set each other off. The huge herd had already returned to their respective fences.
Zhang Ping saw this stick in the gray ass and knocked it gently. Gray suddenly rose in speed and ran in the direction of the tent.
Zhang Pingce’s donkey galloped to the tent and saw that the sky was getting darker and darker, and there was already a campfire in front of the tent. Men and women were singing and dancing.
Zhang Ping saw that both men and women were wearing colorful robes, big sleeves and rings, and a small and bright fedora was worn on each Tibetan head.
Seeing that Zhang Ping came riding a little gray donkey, the Tibetans saw that he had stopped singing and hugged him and said something to Zhang Pingxiao that he didn’t understand.
Tibetan naivety, passion and hearty make Zhang Ping forget the Wulin disturbance and his profound martial arts for the time being. Zhang Pingyue, a little gray body, couldn’t help laughing and said, "Hello, everyone. Does anyone know Chinese?"
A Tibetan Han, who is not tall but strong, said, "Chinese children from afar welcome you."
Zhang Ping quickly answered, "Enthusiastic Tibetan friends, nice to meet you. My name is Zhang Ping, a Taoist from all over the world. I don’t know my friend’s name?"
The Tibetan Han said, "My name is Yixi Kampot. This is the place where we exchange things with our Han friends. Han children, but you can’t find your adults? It’s very dangerous for you here, not only wolves but also fierce robbers. "
Zhang Ping said, "I’m alone, and neither wolves nor robbers can stop me."
Yixi Kampot stared at Zhang Ping and bit his lip, then said, "Whether it’s really called Zhang Ping or not, I admire your courage. Let’s go to drink, sing and dance together."
In the face of Yixi Kampot, Zhang Ping pulled his big hand without resistance. He pulled himself to the campfire and sang and danced around it with other Tibetans. Although he didn’t understand Tibetan songs and dances, Zhang Ping followed them in this atmosphere. After a while, Zhang Ping and a group of tired Tibetans retreated to the periphery of the campfire to exchange for another group.
Yixi Kampot handed a bag of koumiss to Zhang Pingdao. "Do Zhang Pinghan children dare to taste this koumiss?"
Zhang Ping took it without hesitation and took a big sip. He felt that this koumiss was sweet, sour, astringent and mixed with a milky fragrance, which was really unique. Zhang Ping then took a few gulps and handed the wine bag back to Yi Xiguombu and shouted "Good wine".
Yi Xi Gong Bu took back the wine bag and gave Zhang Ping a thumbs-up and said, "Zhang Ping, a Chinese child, Yi Xi Gong Bu Pei, is brave and can drink."
Just at this time, there was a sudden howl around the camp. Zhang Ping suddenly felt a tingle and immediately went out-of-body experience to explore around.
Zhang Ping’s soul turned a circle around the camp and found that there were about one or two hundred wild wolves, which were evenly distributed in the jagged bushes around the camp. A few wisps of night wind blew through the starlight and reflected from the eyes of a wolf, which was as green as a jack-o’-lantern.
At this time, the Tibetans in the camp moved quickly and methodically, and saw women, children and old people gathered in the most central tents. Men picked up machetes, led out hounds and held torches high around the camp.
As soon as Zhang Ping sent the ash to the camp, he came to Yixi Kampot and said, "Yixi Kampot, my friend, I’ll help you repel the wolves."
Yixi Kampot saw clearly that it was Zhang Pingdao by the torch light. "Zhang Pinghan children Yixi Kampot admire your courage, but it’s too dangerous here. You’d better go to the central tent with them, otherwise …"
Without waiting for Yixi Kampot to finish a deep howl, he suddenly came to Yixi Kampot, and at this time, he did not care about Zhang Pingda’s Tibetan command companion
With the response of hundreds of wolves howling, I remembered that the wolves had launched a general attack on the Tibetan camp. Seeing that Tibetan Han people held high torches, they shone through the eyes of hundreds of wolves nearby and quickly killed them at the camp like stars falling on the ground.
In the direction of Zhang Ping and Yixi Kampot, there were about thirty or forty wolves. Before the wolves approached Zhang Ping, they were killed by a flicker.
See three wolves pouncing on Zhang Ping at the same time, occupying all directions. In Yixi Kampot’s view, the three wolves’ paws are as sure as a gun, and Zhang Ping seems to be unable to escape the wolf’s paws any more. It’s a pity that Zhang Ping was strangely shrunk from the belly of three wolves. Yixi Kampot saw Zhang Ping’s hands lift up and listen to two piercing heartbroken wolves’ roar of blood, which was like raining. At the last moment, Zhang Ping kicked a wolf with his right leg and fell to the ground to detain him.
Zhang Ping’s two catches and one kick include Shaolin iron finger Zen, one finger Zen, and the essence of the five-bird play. Only in a short time can he kill three wolves, Yixi Kampot, and several Tibetans beside him. Seeing Zhang Ping’s great power, Zhang Ping immediately cheered in Tibetan.
Later, I saw that Zhang Ping came and went freely in the wolves, either with fists, palms, fingers, claws or legs. Every move was used to kill a wolf, which was really invincible. Soon thirty or forty wolves here were killed by Zhang Ping.
At this time, I heard a piercing howl in the distance, and the rest of the wolves immediately abandoned the camp. Everyone came to Zhang Ping to kill Zhang Ping. Seeing this, Zhang Ping yelled at Yixi Kampot, "Yixi Kampot’s big friend lent you a machete."
Yixi Kampot immediately threw his machete at Zhangping Road. "Zhangping Warriors, it is the honor of Yixi Kampot to kill wolves with machetes."
Zhang Ping’s flying skill exhibition will catch the Tibetan machete. The short curved back and thin blade are beneficial to chopping and seeing that the wolves have already killed Zhang Ping’s machete in hand, and immediately they fight with the wolves.
Seeing that Zhang Ping is fighting among wolves and taking the skill of breaking the precepts with one hand makes it impenetrable, and at the same time, his left hand and five fingers reach out to Qu Daizong to give full play to the power of breaking the precepts with one hand.
Seeing Zhang Ping’s machete reflecting the light from time to time in the moonlight, with Zhang Ping fighting and walking, Yi Xiguombu and others saw a silver light passing through the little green light, and those green lights became less and less. When Zhang Ping killed nearly 100 wolves, he suddenly came to howl again in the distance, and then besieged Zhang Ping Ye wolves and evacuated like a tide.
When Zhang Ping saw this heart, he burst into a wave of heroism and long laugh. After three hours of flying skill exhibition, he chased him in the direction of the wolf. Since he rested in the Sunflower Collection, he recovered to his previous life level. Because Zhang Ping found that the sword spectrum of exorcism seemed to be incomplete when studying this Sunflower Collection, Zhang Ping’s posture after practicing the Sunflower Collection was really amazing
But after dozens of breaths, Zhang Ping drove the Wolf King Zhang Ping away. Seeing that it was completely white, it was twice as big as other wolves. Seeing that Zhang Ping killed the Wolf King, he pounced on Zhang Ping and saw Zhang Ping’s left hand hitting the Wolf King’s head with one hand, and then it was shocked to death.
Zhang Ping then saw that the wolves were still retreating and got up the wolf king’s body and walked slowly to the camp.
Mu Shuang put away his dagger and said, "That’s a quick swordsmanship. What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
