"The east wind blooms at night, thousands of flowers and trees blow down, and the stars are like rain. The road is full of fragrance of BMW carvings, the sound of phoenix flutes moves, the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dances overnight. The moths and willows are golden, and the smiles are filled with fragrance. I look for him for thousands of times, but when I look back, the man is in the dim light."

This poem describes the lively scene of the Lantern Festival. I met a beautiful woman by chance on the Lantern Festival, but disappeared in the vast crowd. I searched for her thousands of times, and when I looked back, I accidentally found that her beauty was in the bright lights, looking at her affectionately... What a beautiful scene!

It was the Lantern Festival that year, and it was also very lively. The flower market was like day, with crowds of people, brilliant fireworks, and burst into laughter. It was true that life was beautiful, all during the Lantern Festival.

But I saw the performance team coming one after another. There were Nezha who was on a steamer and holding a red tassel gun, Sun Wukong who was scratching his head and dancing a golden cudgel, laughing, Zhu Bajie who was erect and carrying a rake, honest monk Sha who was carrying a load, and the majestic Jade Emperor, lotus, graceful Guanyin Bodhisattva, the beautiful Seven Fairies, etc. Seeing this, the people on both sides applauded and cheered and pointed, which was very lively.

This is the most celebrated Lantern Festival in Jiujiang Prefecture over the years, and it was held by the newly appointed prefect Huang Xinglong. According to rumors in the martial arts world, Huang Xinglong was the descendant of Huang Tingjian, a great master of the Northern Song Dynasty. He was diligent in his work and loved the people, and was deeply loved by the people. However, because he was excluded by his colleagues, although he was still young, he had seen through the various aspects of the officialdom and recommended himself to return to his hometown to become the prefect of Jiujiang.

While the people watching were looking forward, they saw the sound of gongs and drums again, and the shouts were shaking the sky. The one who came over was a kind elder. He looked at his ears on his shoulders and dressed in a common clothes. Someone immediately shouted: "Uncle Liu!" That's right, the person he was dressed up was Liu Bei from the Three Kingdoms Shu Han. The one who followed was naturally the Five Tiger Generals Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Ma Chao, Huang Zhong, and Zhao Yun. The person who was holding a feather fan in his hand and looking up at the sky was Zhuge Wuhou. Later, there were Cao Wei characters, such as Cao Cao, Zhang Liao, Dian Wei, Xiahou Dun, Diao Chan. Finally, there were Eastern Wu characters, Sun Jian, Sun Ce, Sun Quan, Zhou Yu, Lu Xun, etc., and naturally, the big and small Qiao were indispensable. At that time, novels such as "Journey to the West" and "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" were popular among the people, so Huang Xinglong arranged to stage the most popular folk story characters on the Lantern Festival.

Seeing this lively, the people on both sides of the road had already laughed all over the sky. Fireworks were soaring into the sky not far away, and riddles in the square were noisy and extraordinary.

After a while, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly rang again. The people looked forward to looking forward, thinking that there was something new to enter the public. Sure enough, they saw more than a dozen guards surrounded by an official and slowly walked into the square. Wherever the officials went, the people on both sides of the road applauded and shouted: "Hello Lord Huang!" That's right, he was Huang Xinglong, the governor of Jiujiang. But when Huang Xinglong was thirty years old, his national face, beard, and his eyes were bright, and he waved to the people of Jiujiang with a smile.

Huang Xinglong came to the high platform built in the center of the square, and immediately a follower brought over to the chair to take him. Huang Xinglong waved his hand and said, "Today, we should have fun together during the Lantern Festival. All the people stand, how can I sit alone?" The follower immediately moved out of the chair. Huang Xinglong stood still and raised his head and said loudly: "The elders and fellow villagers in Jiujiang, welcome everyone to have a Lantern Festival. Today, everyone who guesses riddles will have prizes." The applause from the audience was thunderous, and it was so happy. Huang Xinglong said

: "I am now showing a riddle, and the guesser is given a handwritten folding fan in my house." After saying that, a follower handed over a folding fan, and Huang Xinglong took it and spread the folding fan with a "wow" sound, but he saw that the folding fan was about one and a half feet long, and there were mountains and rivers painted on the bottom of the stage, with a strong and powerful pen tip. He turned the other side of the folding fan and saw a few lines of words in the book, like flowing clouds and water, "worrying about the world before the world after the world after the world." Seeing this, everyone immediately applauded and cheered.

After Huang Xinglong paused for a while, he slowly said, "Three mountains are from the three mountains, and the mountains are sweet and hang upside down. One month after another, the moon is still connected. Two feathers are on the left and right, and the two rivers are lined up. The whole family is six, and the two are not reunited." After saying that, he looked at the audience with a smile and continued, "If any Gao Xian can guess the riddle, please come on stage." Then, those who hope to guess the riddles will stand up. After hearing this, everyone whispered and talked a lot. A follower next to Huang Xinglong stood in front of the stage and said aloud: "Who Gao Xian can guess the riddles of the prefect, please stand on stage." After talking for a long time, no one came on stage.

At this moment, a thin man with a scholarly appearance slowly came on stage, first bowed to Huang Xinglong, and then slowly said, "Mr. Huang is indeed very knowledgeable and talented, which makes the students admire him. As for this riddle, the students thought it was the word "王". After hearing this, Huang Xinglong returned the salute and said, "Sir, you might as well think about it." The thin scholar shook his head, couldn't think of it, and slowly walked off the stage and sighed. There were several attempts on stage, but none of them guessed it. The people present sighed when they saw this. Huang Xinglong stood on the stage, smiling at the thousands of people in front of him. The two guards next to him followed closely.

At this moment, a sudden voice said, "Master Huang, let's try it." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a man wearing a white long gown, holding a feather fan, slowly walking onto the stage. When everyone saw this, they all said, "Isn't this Zhuge Liang?" That's right, it was the person who played Zhuge Liang before who came on stage to guess riddles. Seeing this, Huang Xinglong smiled and said, "Marquis Zhuge Wu is here, and I am polite!" As he said, he slowly bowed. Seeing this, the visitor immediately returned the greeting and said, "In the morning, the emperor is in the palace."

Zong Lin, dare not take the name of Zhuge Wuhou." Huang Xinglong was very happy to see this man being polite, so he asked, "I wonder if Mr. Shen can guess the riddles of our mansion?" Shen Zonglin grinned and said, "I think it is the word 'used', I don't know if it is my mansion?" After hearing this, Huang Xinglong couldn't help but applaud and shouted "Okay", saying, "Mr. Shen really does not disappoint the expectations of our mansion, it's right!" When everyone in the audience heard it, they applauded happily and shouted "Okay".

Huang Xinglong put away the folding fan and handed it to Shen Zonglin, but saw that he did not immediately reach out to pick it up, but said, "Master Huang's handwritten folding fan is so precious, and he will not receive any reward without any contribution." Huang Xinglong said awkwardly: "There is a saying in this mansion. Anyone who guesses riddles will give this folding fan. If Mr. Shen hits the word, he should receive this fan. Why refuse?" Shen Zonglin said, "Humanity says that Lord Huang loves the people as much as his son. It is a great joy for the people of Jiujiang to look forward to Lord Huang's blue sky. It is not as good as our people to give it back to you.

How dare you be greedy for such a precious folding fan?" As soon as this sentence came out, many people in the audience said, saying "Yes". After hearing this, Huang Xinglong laughed and said, "As a parent official of the people, he should do things for the people. This is my duty. Mr. Shen should not say it seriously, I am ashamed of my family! You should accept this folding fan first. On this Lantern Festival, don't wipe out everyone's pleasure!" Seeing this, Shen Zonglin said, "The people of Jiujiang have also prepared a gift for Lord Huang. If the Lord refuses, I should accept it."

Huang Xinglong didn't understand why, but saw Shen Zonglin's right hand move, and two people came up from the audience. But one of them was wearing a battle robe and holding a "Qinglong Yanyue Sword", which was the person who pretended to be Guan Yu. The other one was graceful and wearing a shiny cloak, which was the person who pretended to be Xiao Qiao. When Huang Xinglong was shocked, the two had arrived. Huang Xinglong immediately asked about the names of the two. It turned out that the person who pretended to be Guan Yu was named Li Minxing, and the person who pretended to be Xiao Qiao was named Yan Shan and Mingfang. After putting on makeup, Shen Zonglin and the other three were generally unable to see their true faces.

Li Minxing raised the big sword in his hand. Seeing this, the two followers behind Huang Xinglong immediately flashed out and blocked him, shouting, "What do you want to do?" Huang Xinglong waved his hand and asked the two to retreat, saying, "Jiujiang people regard this mansion as a family, and must not be rude!" After hearing this, they retreated. Li Minxing raised the big sword above his head and said, "You are the ancestral sword passed down from your ancestors in your next family, called "Leng Yue". I specially presented this priest sword to you to represent Jiujiang. The people hope that the Lord will kill the people who harm the people." Yan Fang raised a brocade box in his hand and said, "This is a gem passed down by the girl's family, specially presented to Lord Huang." Seeing this, Huang Xinglong did not go to pick it up, and said, "I first arrived in Jiujiang, but I didn't expect that the people would love it so much. I feel deeply ashamed." Turning to Shen Zonglin, he said, "Mr. Chen said, "I will not receive any reward without merit. Isn't this the same thing?" Shen Zonglin said, "This is the little intention of the people of Jiujiang, so I must accept it with a smile."

Seeing that Huang Xinglong still did not meet, Yan Fang handed the brocade box in front of him, and at the same time reached out to open the box. He saw a transparent green gem inside the brocade box, which looked like a reclining Buddha, which was very precious. Huang Xinglong still did not meet and said, "Such a precious thing is not what I like." Yan Fang raised the brocade box upwards and said, "Please take a closer look." Huang Xinglong widened his eyes but did not find anything unusual. Suddenly, with a "bang", the brocade box exploded instantly. With Huang Xinglong screaming, he fell straight backwards. Two followers behind him supported Huang Xinglong and blocked him.

But when Li Minxing burst into laughter, he said, "Huang Xinglong, someone has paid a thousand taels of gold to buy the head of your neck!" After that, Leng Yue's big knife slashed straight over. The entourage holding Huang Xinglong immediately helped him back, and the other entourage avoided Li Minxing's big knife first, pulled out his waist knife, and fought with Li Minxing.

Seeing this, Shen Zonglin hurriedly followed Huang Xinglong, but the follower refused to let him approach. At the same time, more than a dozen guards raised their guns to surround him. Shen Zonglin said, "Let me see Lord Huang's injury! I can heal my eye injuries." The follower ignored the guards and surrounded Shen Zonglin in the core. When he looked carefully, he saw that Huang Xinglong's eyes were closed and his face was covered with blood. It seemed that he was seriously injured. But he held back the pain and did not hum. Huang Xinglong said, "Who are you?"

Suddenly, a delicate shout was heard: "My hand! My hand!" Everyone on the stage looked in the sound, but saw Yan Fang standing on the spot, crying, holding her hands in front of her, bloody and bloody, and very tragic. Huang Xinglong heard her scream and asked: "Why did you, your evil woman, harm our mansion?" Yan Fang said: "It's not a little woman who harmed Lord Huang, but the little woman didn't know. I think it was the thief who secretly changed the little woman's brocade box." After hearing this, Huang Xinglong immediately asked the two guards to go over and pull Yan Fang into the encirclement of the guards, and asked everyone: "Protect Miss Yan Fang."

Seeing this change, the people below all exclaimed and fled. A large number of guards rushed to the rostrum.

Seeing this, Shen Zonglin suddenly pulled out an iron fan about two feet long from behind, spreading it out with a "wow" sound, and said, "Huang Xinglong, today is your death!" Seeing this, the guards immediately raised their guns and stabbed them. Shen Zonglin blocked them one by one, jumped high, leaned down in the air, and attacked Huang Xinglong who was surrounding the core. Seeing this, another follower beside Huang Xinglong shouted, jumped high, pulled out his waist knife in the air to meet Shen Zonglin's attack.

Li Minxing gradually gained the upper hand and asked his opponent, "What's your name? Why is your martial arts not weak?" The opponent did not answer, but just dealt with it carefully. Li Minxing took the big sword and cut over the two guards who were trying to get close to him, and continued, "I think your martial arts belong to the Wuyishan sect, how could you be willing to surrender to the court?" The opponent finally spoke and said, "Mr. Huang is a hero in the world. What's the strange thing about my Wuyishan sect? Who are you? You see your martial arts skills are different, it seems that you are deliberately hiding your martial arts?" Li Minxing laughed and said, "Then look at which sect my martial arts belong to?" After saying that, he slashed with one sword on the left and one sword on the right, and it was completely disorganized. How do you ask people to identify the sect?

On the other side, Shen Zonglin and another follower were fighting fiercely, and more and more guards were surrounding him.

After the treatment of the followers beside him, Huang Xinglong's face was no longer bleeding. He asked the followers to deal with Yan Fang's hand injury, and Yan Fang was still pondering and crying for pain. Suddenly, Yan Fang's wound was hit hard by the followers, and waved his hand in pain, knocking down the medicine box in the followers' hand, and all the medicine powder was sprinkled on Huang Xinglong. Seeing this, Yan Fang screamed and hurriedly reached out to flick the medicine powder on Huang Xinglong's body. Everyone didn't care. Suddenly, a white light flashed, and Yan Fang's hand had an extra dagger in his hand, and a "sneer" pierced into Huang Xinglong's chest. Huang Xinglong screamed, and blood was like a spring. In an instant, he couldn't catch it and said intermittently: "Who are you... who are you?" Yan Fang quickly pulled out the dagger and stabbed the follower who applied medicine to him. Huang Xinglong pulled out the dagger and fell to the ground and died.

It turned out that there were two Wuyi Mountain masters beside Huang Xinglong, one was restrained by Li Minxing and the other fought fiercely with Shen Zonglin, and had no time to take care of Huang Xinglong, so Yan Fang was able to succeed so easily. After Yan Fang succeeded, she waved her dagger and then rushed out. She looked back and shouted, "Senior Brother, Second Brother, Wave!" After hearing this, Li Minxing and Shen Zonglin immediately attacked several times, took the opportunity to jump away, crossed the guards' group, and chased Yan Fang and ran away. The two followers and guards were busy aiding Huang Xinglong, and had no time to chase him.

Li Minxing, Shen Zonglin and Yan Fang and his party fled to the jungle outside the city, and then stopped to gather together. Li Minxing said, "Fortunately, there was a junior sister this time, otherwise, it would not be so easy for me and my second junior brother to take Huang Xinglong's life." Shen Zonglin said, "I didn't expect that my junior sister won the first merit when she came out of the mountain. Master must be very happy!" Yan Fang said, "Don't underestimate that the junior sister is my daughter's family, and you may not lose to you big men!" The two brothers nodded immediately and said, "Senior brother, what do you think of the two masters of Wuyi Mountain?" Li Minxing said, "Go back to the mountain to report to the master." The three of them took out a long-hidden horse in the bushes and rode their horses south together. It turned out that they were three senior brothers and sisters, Li Min was a big behavior, Shen Zonglin was the second, and Yan Fang was the junior sister.

After three hours of running out, it was already midnight before entering the Yingtan Inspection Office. Then head south and then enter the Longhu Mountain area. After running for a while, I saw the mountain road was rugged, the hillside was steep and dangerous, the valley was deep, the strange rocks were everywhere, the forest was dense, and the majestic and spectacular. It turned out that I had entered Tianmen Mountain.

All the way up the mountain, until dawn, he came to a yard, but the yard was nameless. The gate of the courtyard was open, and an old man with white hair sat in front of the door. When he saw the three of them coming back, he immediately stood up to meet him. The three of them immediately dismounted and called the white haired "Master". Yes, he was the master of these three people. The disciples did not know his real name, but only knew that he called himself "Tianmen Immortal". But when he saw the Tianmen Immortal, who was about 60 years old, had bright eyes, and walked like a wind, just like a god. The Tianmen Immortal was very happy to see the three disciples returning safely, and said, "It seems that everything is going well?" Shen Zonglin said, "Report to Master, everything goes well."

Huang Xinglong has been killed and completed the task successfully." The Tianmen Immortal was very happy and looked at the eldest disciple Li Minxing proudly, and couldn't help frowning, saying, "It makes my handsome eldest disciple dress up like this. It seems that Huang Xinglong is really not easy to deal with." Yan Fang said, "Master, no! Just one knife, Huang Xinglong died on the spot, how can it be difficult to deal with?" As she said that, she still gestured to let the Tianmen Immortal Immortal know how she shook her hand, and the dagger was already in her hand. Then she stabbed with it and stabbed Huang Xinglong in the chest. She used Shen Zonglin as Huang Xinglong. Shen Zonglin took the opportunity to scream "ah" and then closed her eyes and pretended to fall down, but only stopped in the air.

Seeing this, the immortal Tianmen laughed loudly and said, "I didn't expect Fang'er to make his first contribution when he came out of the mountain for the first time. He must reward him with great rewards." After hearing this, Yan Fang smiled happily and said, "What do you want to reward your disciple?" The immortal Tianmen said, "Hahaha, when the master finds a suitable prize, I will give it to you." Yan Fang pretended to be angry, but laughed happily. Li Min said, "Master, let me go back to the room to remove my makeup first." The immortal Tianmen nodded and asked everyone to go into the room.

The immortal of Tianmen led three horses to the stable in the back mountain and saw five more horses inside. He looked at the eight horses and couldn't help laughing. The horses were all ready to send them down the mountain to kill people, and then escorted them back to the mountain. Then, he walked through the woods behind the stable and came to an open land. But he saw that the open space was about fifty feet long and wide, surrounded by big trees, and there was still snow on the trees. But he saw a young man flying in the field, dancing the weapons in his hands, cutting through the cold air in the air, and whistling sounds. This young man was the fourth disciple of the immortal of Tianmen, named Guo Rong, and he gave himself the number "Shadowless Flying Flute". After watching his disciple practice martial arts for a while, the immortal of Tianmen couldn't help but sighed and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!