Chapter 195

The sky was overcast with clouds, and there was faint rolling thunder. Soon, a continuous drizzle fell like cow hair, sticking to their hair buns, clinging to their necks, and moistening their skin.

The first spring rain of this year fell just like this, but the rain was too fine. It fell for a long time without soaking their clothes. Liu Xiaolou walked along the mountain path, feeling extremely comfortable, so he kept his bamboo hat on his back and didn't put it on his head.

Every mountain, every path, every rock, every stream, and even every tree and every cluster of flowers and plants was so intimate. Taking a deep breath, his nose was filled with the fragrance of soil, and he felt very comfortable.

He walked lightly over Seven-Finger Ditch and Turtle-Back Ridge, went upstream along Jumping Stream, passed Jade Maiden Peak and Hongchen Ditch, and ahead was Flying Tiger Cave.

Adjusting his mood, unloading the ease of the journey, and changing into a solemn expression, Liu Xiaolou walked down the stone steps one by one, and a huge stone cave appeared before his eyes.

Flying Tiger Cave.

Jiang Feihu was a senior of Wulong Mountain with old qualifications. Now that he was seriously injured, Liu Xiaolou came to visit him under the suggestion of Longshan Sanren.

The clear pond in front of the stone cave was rippled by the spring rain. Longshan Sanren stood by the pond, saw Liu Xiaolou from afar, and hurried to greet him.

Liu Xiaolou cupped his hands to greet him: "I am ashamed, I came so late, please forgive me, Senior. How is Senior Jiang's injury?"

He had been to Flying Tiger Cave twice in the past few years, both times accompanying his master, Master Sanxuan, but he had never been inside, at most looking inside once or twice. Today was the same, and he was pulled away by Longshan Sanren before he could go in.

Liu Xiaolou was stunned: "Senior, this is?"

Longshan Sanren's face showed embarrassment: "Forget it, Brother Jiang's injury hasn't healed yet, it's not very good, um... he injured his Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian and Foot Jueyin Liver Meridian, this... he is restless, and his liver fire is quite strong. I'm worried that he won't be careful with his words and will offend you without knowing it. Wait a while, when he is in a better mood..."

Liu Xiaolou asked: "Senior, does Senior Flying Tiger have any misunderstanding about me?"

Longshan Sanren sighed: "Brother Jiang is a person who has always hoped to unite all the fellow Daoists of Wulong Mountain, so he is a warm-hearted person, but his expectations are too high, and his disappointment is even greater. In this battle at Zhuoshui, the fellow Daoists were not that united, which made him feel disheartened. Therefore, his resentment is not small..."

Liu Xiaolou frowned and said: "What happened?"

Longshan Sanren said: "I didn't mention it to you that day, the death of the Ma family brothers... If we could have charged at that time, perhaps they wouldn't have died. When Brother Jiang issued the call, only Zhang Shihua and Old Hu Du responded. Others didn't follow, and as a result, they weren't saved, and they were all involved... Two seriously injured, one life or death unknown."

Liu Xiaolou said speechlessly: "Our fellow Daoists of Wulong Mountain, if not for life-and-death friends, how could they charge up at this time? Senior Flying Tiger takes it for granted. It's already a blessing to have two who can follow. He can be sullen by himself, but what does it have to do with me?"

Longshan Sanren shook his head: "It's not that you and Wei Hongqing didn't participate in the battle. He is in a bad mood, and now he feels that everyone is an eyesore. It is your ability that you and Wei Hongqing didn't have to go to Zhuoshui. In fact, there were some fellow Daoists who avoided conscription, and he scolded them all, not just at you and Wei Hongqing."

He also smiled bitterly: "Even when I went in, I was scolded, saying that I was greedy for life and afraid of death, and didn't care about the friendship of fellow Daoists. God knows I wasn't by his side at all at that time, where did I hear his call..."

Liu Xiaolou originally wanted to mention the spirit pills he sent enthusiastically that night and the spirit wine Wei Hongqing sent from thousands of miles away, but thinking about it, not to mention the wine, there weren't many spirit pills in total. At that time, he gave them to Tan Bazhang, and then shared them with Left Gaofeng and Longshan Sanren. It is estimated that others didn't know.

Forget it, everyone has their own ideas. How can he control what others want to think?

However, he still handed the gift he prepared to Longshan Sanren: "Senior, no matter what, when I returned to the mountain to visit my relatives that day and held a banquet at Dry Bamboo Ridge, Senior Flying Tiger sent a congratulatory gift after all. Please hand this spirit stone to him on my behalf, considering it as a visit... and this one, I don't have the interest to go to Shihua Cave either. If I go, I might be scolded the same way. Please hand it to Zhang Shihua together. The junior and them owe each other nothing."

Longshan Sanren took it and patted his shoulder: "Xiaolou is righteous, I will try my best to persuade him."

This visit to the sick and injured was full of interest when he came, but he was depressed when he left, which was not a taste.

On the way back, he specially took a detour to Dragon Horse Waterfall and talked about this matter with Tan Bazhang. Tan Bazhang was very disdainful: "That Jiang guy complains about this and that. Why doesn't he think about it himself? If it weren't for him clamoring to charge back, how could Old Hu Du be life or death unknown? How could Brother Shihua be seriously injured and unable to get up? It's better not to associate with this person! The junior kindly visited, but he treated him with such harsh words, he is really not a son of man!"

While they were talking, someone suddenly came to the door, but it was the young man Fang Bu'ai, whom he allowed to settle down at Half Pine Terrace on Dry Bamboo Ridge.

Seeing Liu Xiaolou, Fang Bu'ai immediately shouted: "Senior Liu, you are really here, hurry back to Dry Bamboo Ridge, someone has come to the door!"

Liu Xiaolou was very surprised: "Who came to the door?"

Fang Bu'ai said: "A man surnamed Long, who calls himself Second Master, wants Senior Liu to move..."

Tan Bazhang said angrily: "What kind of cats and dogs have come up the mountain to make a living? Little Fang, didn't you beat him down?"

Fang Bu'ai blushed and said: "Senior Tan, you know me. I went up to fight, but I couldn't beat him. He is much higher than me..."

"How much higher?"

"Three or four stages higher."

Tan Bazhang waved his hand: "Go, let's meet this unruly person!"

The three returned to Dry Bamboo Ridge and saw a person sitting cross-legged in front of the wooden gate of the small courtyard, with a short copper hammer leaning against his legs on both sides. Not only him, Left Gaofeng didn't know when he arrived, and even Dai Sanren and the Niu, Ma, and Lu brothers, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, were there. These three brothers followed Dai Sanren back then and settled in Wuling Mountain, but that place was much more dangerous than Wulong Mountain and was not a good place to go, so they finally came to Wulong Mountain.

Left Gaofeng was explaining the severity to this person: "... If I were you, I would think about it in the long run..." Seeing Liu Xiaolou return, he said: "The owner has returned, if you don't believe it, ask yourself!"

Fang Bu'ai pointed at this person and shouted: "It's him!"

The man slowly got up and cupped his hands to Liu Xiaolou: "Are you the owner here? I, Long Er, intend to enter Wulong Mountain to cultivate, but there are people living everywhere in the mountain, so I have no choice but to ask Friend Liu to avoid living elsewhere!"

Left Gaofeng said on the side: "He doesn't believe anything I say, Xiaolou, take out the evidence to open his eyes!"

Liu Xiaolou sighed: "I didn't want to be so public, but it's an autumn of right and wrong..." As he spoke, he took out the divorce letter from his robe and unfolded it in front of Long Er.

Long Er stared at it, looked at it for a while, and nodded slowly: "It really is the son-in-law of the Su family of Mount Shenwu... Well, since you are a son of a high-gate noble family, I will give you a head!"

As he spoke, he put away the two copper hammers and left.

What the hell?

Liu Xiaolou was full of doubts, but he didn't have time to chase after him to investigate, and was surrounded by the Niu, Ma, and Lu brothers.

Dai Shenggao said: "Xiaolou, I brought them to pay a visit to the mountain gate. These three brothers have now moved into Wuzi Peak. Let's walk around more in the future."