Linghu Chong had already seen Hei Baizi stop his strength. He wanted to cooperate with his elder brother Xiang Wentian on this trip. Naturally, he stopped before the sword was about to pierce Hei Baizi's throat. The two of them formed a stalemate at this time. Linghu Chong's sword was several inches under Hei Baizi's throat, and the black and whitezi's chessboard was only a few inches away from his waist and eyes.

Linghu Chong was very happy to see Brother Wentian's heroic and free manners, not to mention that he had to take him to a place to cure his injuries. It was just that the person he wanted to see had a strange temper and could not let him know in advance. Therefore, Linghu Chong did not know anything about the purpose of his trip to Meizhuang in advance, but he believed that Brother Xiang would definitely not harm him.

It is so strange that people make friends. Some people know each other for a lifetime, but they can only be ordinary friends; while some people can become close relatives and friends for life and death after only a few days of knowing each other! Even if they sacrifice their lives and shed their blood for them, they will do whatever they want!

Undoubtedly, Xiang Wentian is the latter. His heroic spirit has already convinced Linghu Chong. He is willing to do whatever Xiang Wentian asked him to do, because he believes that Xiang Brother will not harm him. And the trip to Meizhuang must have come here to cure his internal injuries.

At this time, Xiang Wentian, who was named Tong Huajin, smiled and said, "This is not daring to be ahead, nor does he dare to be ahead. This is a 'double life' in the principle of chess. The second owner is indeed a wise and brave man. He fought with Brother Feng without a distinction between victory and defeat, which is really a match."

Linghu Chong from the pseudonym Feng No. 2 Middle School quickly withdrew his sword, took two steps back, and bowed and said, "I offended!"

The black and white boy said, "Brother Tong is making fun of him. What does it mean to be invincible? Brother Feng is so skillful in swordsmanship, he has already been defeated."

As he spoke, Hei Baizi had already put away the chessboard, his expression was bleak, and he was struggling, and he seemed to have grown much older all of a sudden.

The Danqingsheng said, "Second brother, your 361 black and white hidden weapons are a masterpiece of martial arts. Why not try this Feng brother's hidden weapon skills right now?"

Hei Baizi said sadly: "If you lose, you will lose. What kind of hidden weapon is better than us? The three of us can only see if our elder brother is willing to take action..."

In fact, Hei Baizi thought of another person from Meizhuang. He should have his sword skills to defeat the Feng brother in front of him. But even if he said it now, can my brothers agree to let him fight? But for that chess record, I am really itchy...

Tubi Weng was just thinking about Zhang Xu's calligraphy. He begged: "Brother Tong, please take out the post and show it to me."

Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "Just wait until the owner of the big manor defeats me, Brother Feng, this post belongs to the third manor. Even if you read it for three days and three nights, what's the point? If you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, the owner of the third manor should be calm and wait for a while. What do you think?"

The bald man was already itchy and asked, "Second brother, I'll ask my elder brother to take action. Do you think it's okay?"

Hei Baizi said, "You two are here to accompany the guests first, I will tell you to the elder brother." After that, he turned around and left.

Dan Qingsheng said: "Brother Feng, let's drink. Alas, this jar of grape wine has ruined a lot for the third brother."

As he spoke, he poured wine into the glass and handed it to Feng Erzhong. The two of them exchanged cups and started drinking.

The man who was bullied said angrily: "What does it mean to waste a lot? What will you become soon after when you drink this wine? How can I keep my books on the pink wall? It will be immortal forever? The wine is passed down from books. If someone sees my calligraphy for thousands of years, he will know that you have only a barrel of Turpan grape wine in the world!"

Dan Qingsheng did not quarrel with the third brother Tu Biweng, but just had a drink with Brother Feng. The two of them had a strong drink. Tong Huajin also gave a glass of glass and accompanied him two glasses. Although Tong Huajin was drinking here, his heart had already flown into the villa with Hei Baizi...

When Hei Baizi came back, Tong Huajin Zheng looked at the door, but Feng No. 2 had already dried twenty glasses of wine.

Hei Baizi said, "Brother Feng, my elder brother has invited you. Please move to the inner courtyard and go to his room to talk. Brother Tong, how many more drinks do you have here?"

Tong Huajin was stunned. Seeing that Hei Baizi had no intention of asking him to go with him, he would never have to follow him? He sighed and said, "It is a lifelong regret that I have not been able to pay homage to the owner of the big manor."

Hei Baizi said, "Brother Tong, please don't be surprised. My elder brother has lived in seclusion for a long time and has never seen any foreign guests. He only admires Brother Feng's swordsmanship because he heard that Brother Feng is so skillful and has admired him. Then he invited him to see him. But he dare not be disrespectful to Brother Tong, so he also asked Brother Tong not to blame him."

Tong Huajin said, "How dare you? How dare you! The owner of the big manor is someone who is so heartless. He hasn't seen him, so he feels very regretful."

As he spoke, Tong Huajin took it out of the bag and handed it to Feng Erzhong and said, "My brother, take it. If Brother Bijian loses to the owner of the big manor, you can just give this piano score to the owner of the big manor. I believe that the owner of the big manor will like this gift from his brother, so you say that your elder brother also admires him."

Feng Erzhong took it, put it in his arms, and walked out of the chess room with Hei Baizi. The two walked through a long corridor and came to a moon door. They saw the word "Qinxin" written on the door, which was obviously written by Tu Biweng.

The two walked through a flower corridor again, with bamboos on both sides and moss on the pebbled path, which was covered with moss. It was obvious that few people walked past. The two came to the end of the flower path and stood in front of a stone house. There were several towering trees around the stone house, making the stone house very cool.

Hei Baizi pushed the door and entered the stone house, shouting in front of the inner room: "Brother, the young master of Feng in Huashan Sect is here."

The 166-year-old man walked out of the room, with thin bones and bright eyes. The visitor bowed and said, "Young Master Feng came to my village and failed to greet him. Please forgive me."

Feng No. 2 Middle School quickly bowed and said, "It's all my recklessness that I came here, so please forgive me for your sins."

The owner of the big manor, Huang Zhonggong, said: "I heard that Feng Shaoxia is the descendant of Mr. Feng, a senior of the Huashan Sect, and his sword skills are as good as a god. I have always admired Mr. Feng's character and martial arts, but I am sorry that I missed one side. Today I have met Mr. Feng's direct descendant, which is a great wish to comfort my life. I heard from my second brother that Feng is still Mr. Feng's cousin?"

Feng Erzhong said: "I am his younger generation. My younger generation is rude and he is taught more and more slowly. I am afraid that my younger generation has only learned some basic skills in his swordsmanship."

Huang Zhonggong sighed: "If you really only learn the basics of his sword skills, but my three brothers are defeated by your sword, Mr. Feng's attainments will be really unfathomable."

Feng Erzhong said: "The three owners and juniors all used a few moves at will, and they did not determine any victory or defeat. They stopped, just clicked to stop."

Huang Zhonggong showed a smile on his skinny face and said, "It is rare for young people to be neither arrogant nor impatient. Please go to Qintang to use tea."

The three of them sat down and the boy brought the tea.

Huang Zhonggong said: "I heard that Feng Shaoxia has an ancient score in his arms. Is this true? I am quite happy with music. When I thought of Ji Zhongsan playing the piano while he was executing, he said, "It will be gone from now on!" He sighed. If this song can really be reproduced in the world, I will be able to follow the score in my twilight years, and there will be no regrets in my life."

Speaking of this, blood appeared on his pale face. It was obvious that he was quite eager for this matter and looked at it very much.

Feng Erzhong took out the piano score from his arms, stood up from his seat, presented it with both hands, and said, "Please watch the master of the big house. Only you, the senior expert, can determine the authenticity of this piano score."

Huang Zhonggong bowed to take it and said, "It has been a long time since I was in the world. I am really happy to see the ancients' name collection today. I just don't know if this collection was faked by the good guy."

He flipped through it casually, and looked from the first page. After a moment of looking, his face changed color. He flipped through the piano score with his right hand, and made five fingers on the table with his left hand to play the piano with a zithering and pushing posture.

Praise: "Extremely wonderful! Peaceful and upright, yet clear and quiet."

Turning to the second page, looking at it for a while, I praised: "There is a high quality and elegant, and the mystery is hidden. I am so stunning and enjoying the music of the piano, and I feel very happy in a moment."

Hei Baizi saw that Huang Zhonggong only saw the second page, and was a little unsteady. He was afraid that he would not finish reading this even in a few hours. He then interrupted and said, "This young master Feng and a brother Tong came and said that if anyone in Meizhuang could defeat his sword technique..."

Huang Zhong said justice: "Well, someone must be able to win his swordsmanship before he can lend me a copy of this set, right?"

Hei Baizi said: "Yes, all three of us have been defeated. If the eldest brother had not taken the initiative in person, my Gushan Meizhuang would have been completely disgraced today..."

Huang Zhonggong smiled faintly and said, "Since you can't succeed, I can't take action. I think I have lived in seclusion here for more than ten years, and my martial arts have been wasted..."

Feng Er Middle School hurriedly stood up and said, "Since the owner of the big manor is called 'Huang Zhonggong', he is a master of piano. Although this score is rare, it is not a secret that cannot be passed on. Even if the owner of the big manor is left behind and copied slowly, I will wait three or five days later, and I will come back again. Therefore, the score is the item of the elder brother, otherwise I will give it to my senior!"

Huang Zhonggong and Hei Baizi were both stunned. Huang Zhonggong said: "You will not receive any reward without merit. You and I have no connection, so how can you receive such a generous gift like you? When you come to my village, what do you think of? Please tell me honestly."

Feng Erzhong said: "Before I came to Meizhuang with Brother Tong, I had never heard of the names of the four owners. I am ignorant and do not know the masters of the seniors. I would like to ask the two owners not to blame me. And I have long admired the names of the great masters, but actually... Actually..."

Huang Zhonggong glanced at Hei Baizi, smiled and said, "Young Master Feng is very honest. I thank you for this. I am very strange. I am the four brothers who are living in seclusion in Hangzhou. Few people know about it in the world. The Five Mountains Sword Sect and my brother have nothing to do with each other. Why do you come to the door?

Moreover, I have no longer used the original name. Huang Zhonggong and black and white zi are all names I have chosen. The young hero has never heard of it, so it is natural. However, this piano score is the product of your elder brother after all. Without his permission, I am uneasy after all.

The brother Tong once said, if you want to get the piano score, you must have someone in this village who can beat you. I can't take advantage of you for nothing. So Young Master Feng, let's show a few moves. What do you think?"

Feng Erzhong said: Brother Tong is a good thing for a moment, and when he said such words, I am really ashamed of me. The four owners of the manor did not blame me for being extremely arrogant. I am very grateful. How dare I ask the owner of the manor to give me advice?"

Huang Zhonggong smiled and said, "You are very good. We will compete for a few moves, just click to finish. What's the relationship?"

He turned around and picked a jade flute from the wall, and handed it to Feng Erzhong and said, "Young Master Feng, you use the flute as a sword, and I use the Yaoqin as my weapon. Although these two instruments are not dare to be said to be priceless treasures, they are also rare fine products in the world. We use this thing to fight, so we can naturally make a gesture, and we cannot be honest."

Feng Erzhong knew that Huang Zhonggong was unwilling to take advantage of him, so he raised the jade flute in one hand and said, "Then I am polite to you, so I would like to ask the owner of the big manor for advice."

Huang Zhong said justice: "Mr. Feng is a swordsman of a generation. I have always admired him very much. I have never seen him in this life. I deeply regret it. Feng Shaoxia has obtained the sword technique he taught by him, so it must be a big deal. Then please ask Feng Shaoxia to show off his sword technique!"

Feng Erzhong lifted the flute and waved it gently. When the wind passed the flute hole, it made a few soft musical sounds. He waved it lightly without moving forward.

Huang Zhong Gong knew that Feng No. 2 Middle School was unwilling to take action first, so he naturally felt more caring about this junior. He was so leisurely that he plucked his right hand on the strings of the piano a few times. At the sound of the piano, the tail of the piano was pushed towards Feng No. 2 Middle School’s right shoulder...
Chapter completed!