Chapter 3: Don't let in

Huashan is closest to Hengshan, so the first stop for Linghu Chong and Tang Jinlou was chosen at Hengshan. After Hengshan, it is Mount Tai, and then Nanyue Hengshan. However, the distance between Hengshan and Mount Tai is not unusual, Tang Jinlou and Linghu Chong didn't feel a headache.

The two of them worked all the way until they arrived at a small town below Hengshan Mountain. They stopped to rest for a while, prepared to take a shower and change clothes, pack up and then go up the mountain.

Tang Jinlou had a slight obsession with cleanliness and had not taken a shower for more than ten days, which made him feel uncomfortable all over. This cleaning took a lot of time. By the time he finished it, Linghu Chong was gone.

Tang Jinlou asked the waiter in the bathhouse, and the waiter enthusiastically pointed to a corner outside the door and said, "That master said that he is waiting for you at the restaurant at the end of the street."

This town is much more prosperous than Nanzhuang Town at the foot of Mount Hua, but there are fewer escort and martial arts halls named "Huashan Authentic". I think it is unwilling to come to eat under the reputation of a nun.

The restaurant was very open. Tang Jinlou walked into the door and saw that there were people sitting in groups of three or three. A platform was set up in the innermost place, and a woman was singing a song. Tang Jinlou looked around and saw Linghu Chong sitting in a corner, drinking in front of the wine pot, and not seeing him at all.

Tang Jinlou smiled slightly and walked over.

"Senior brother, drinking is a mistake. If you get drunk, I am afraid that the masters of Hengshan may not let us enter the mountain gate." Tang Jinlou said, picking up another wine pot on the table, but he bought it very lightly. He shook it slightly and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It turned out that this wine pot had been drunk by Linghu Chong.

Tang Jinlou waved to the waiter to bring another pot of wine. Linghu Chong told him to serve the food. It turned out that he had ordered the food and waited for Tang Jinlou to come. Linghu Chong said, "I don't get drunk for three pounds and don't sleep for ten pounds. This little wine is really nothing."

Tang Jinlou secretly despised him, and drunkards all act like I am not afraid of drinking.

Tang Jinlou poured the wine into a small cup, clinked it with Linghu Chong, and said, "Senior Brother, will we go to Hengshan after dinner?" Linghu Chong nodded and drank the wine in one go.

At this time, the girl on the stage sang to the top, and there were cheers everywhere. From time to time, some people threw some copper coins on the stage. The girl and the old man playing the piano showed joy.

Tang Jinlou felt that this place was too noisy, and said to Linghu Chong with a wry smile: "Senior Brother, I have never been able to appreciate the operas here for so many years. But I can still listen to the story."

Linghu Chong said, "Then you are late. The storyteller has already said it."

Tang Jinlou was about to say it was okay, but Linghu Chong said, "What are you talking about by the storyteller?"

Tang Jinlou asked, "What did he say?"

Linghu Chong snorted and said, "That old man is old and does not know martial arts. But what he said is actually a matter of the world, and nothing else, but he actually said that our Five Mountains Sword Sect was forced to retreat step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step. It's really nonsense. When did my Five Mountains Sect ever be afraid of the Demon Sect?"

Tang Jinlou frowned and said, "Did that person say anything specific?"

Linghu Chong said: "Uncle Tiansong of Taishan was sneak attacked by the Demon Cult, which was said to be an open and honest competition. He also said that there were second-generation disciples of the Songshan Sect who were injured by people from the Demon Cult one after another, and broke into Hengshan Wuse Temple, etc. It was really nonsense. If I hadn't seen him as old, I really wanted to beat him up."

What's the use of beating him? Tang Jinlou was silent for a moment and said, "It's just a little scholar in the countryside. He doesn't understand the affairs of our world and talks randomly. There is no need to be as knowledgeable as him. Master, don't just drink and eat some food. Hengshan Wuse Temple is built on the top of Jianshi Peak. Don't blame me for not reminding you if you can't walk later."

Linghu Chong smiled and said, "Wine is made of grains and grains. I drink a pound of wine, which is more than you eat a pound of rice." Although he said this, the chopsticks were picked up on the dishes on the table.

After drinking and eating, the two rushed to Hengshan Jianxing Peak.

The northern mountain Hengshan Mountain is the ancestor of the mountain range, spanning the outer edge of the Great Wall, connecting Taihang in the east, Yanmen in the west, and Sanjin in the south, looking at Yunday in the north, extending 500 miles east-west, with a cliff green belt, with distinct layers and beautiful as a picture.

The two brothers and sisters were attracted by the quiet and distant scenery of Hengshan. They walked up the mountain, and although the journey was long and difficult, they didn't feel tired. After half a day of travel, they finally arrived at their destination, Hengshan School.

Wuse Temple is the main temple of Hengshan School, and it is also a place where ordinary people burn incense and worship Buddha. Linghu Chong stepped forward and knocked it rhythmically in front of the temple door. After a while, a small crack opened at the door, and a glossy little head stretched out, but it was a pretty girl.

"The two donors are..."

Linghu Chong hurriedly said, "This junior sister, we are disciples of the Huashan Sect. I am Linghu Chong. This is my seventh junior brother Tang Jinlou. I am on the order of my master and have important things to ask for a visit to Master Dingxian."

The nun was still young, only thirteen or fourteen years old, and she didn't seem to be familiar with this kind of program in the world. She blinked and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go and ask the master."

After saying that, he closed the door again, and the sound of footsteps rang out.

Tang Jinlou looked at Linghu Chong with a wry smile and said in confusion: "I remember the master said that if there are friends from the world who come to visit, you should first lead the person to the hall and sit in... Did I remember wrongly?"

Linghu Chong said: "Maybe... it is unknown whether the rules of Hengshan School are different."

After a while, the door opened again, but this time it opened the door. Tang Jinlou Linghu Chong quickly stood up with his hands down, not daring to be negligent. He saw a thirty or forty-year-old girl walking out of the door, her voice loudly as a bell, looking at them and saying, "Are you really disciples of Huashan?"

Tang Jinlou looked at Linghu Chong and thought to himself: Is there something fake?

Linghu Chong said: "The two disciples are indeed disciples of Master Hua Shanyue. I wonder what Uncle Master said?"

The nun snorted and said, "Do you think so? Practice two Huashan sword techniques first and let me see if it is true or false, I will know at first glance."

Linghu Chong and Tang Jinlou suddenly felt dissatisfied. Linghu Chong said, "What does Uncle Master mean? Although the Five Mountains Sword Sect are in harmony, how can this sword technique be easily shown to others? Besides, I have a letter written by my master. When I see Master Dingxian, I will know everything."

Although Linghu Chong explained carefully, the nun was unswerving and said angrily: "Do you suspect that I want to secretly learn your Huashan sword technique?"

Seeing her angry, Linghu Chong hurriedly said, "Disciple, don't dare."
Chapter completed!