It was already late at night, and a big boat was slowly walking on the river. The water on the river was misty and white. Looking from a distance, only the white light shot out from the lantern on the bow was still clear.

A bright full moon hung in the sky, and the full moon reflected in the middle of the river was of a unique interest. At this time, Xiao Yunfan was not in the mood to appreciate the wonders. His right eyelid kept thrusting, and his heart seemed like a little insect falling into a spider web. Seeing the colorful spider crawling towards him step by step, he felt even more helpless except for his anxiety.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, turned over and sat up. He reached out and lit the oil lamp. The soybean-sized light spread rapidly in the cabin and shone on his face. The fine beads of sweat slowly slid down the corner of his forehead. He gasped heavily, grabbed the hilt of the sword beside the bed, and slowly pulled out the sword. The cold light of the sword shone brightly in his eyes, and it was the sword in his hand that made him feel safe.

Xiao Yunfan looked at the sword for a long time. Then he slowly pushed open the pane, and the cool moonlight shone in, and the room was bright. The night breeze blew, scattering his hair. He looked out the window and pondered: "Is there something wrong with Brother Luo?"

This thought was like a dove, constantly circling in his mind, making him feel more and more restless. Finally, he ended up until dawn, and he packed up his salutes, told the two maids a few words, and then left the boat to head for Chengdu.

After getting up the shore, a row of willows swing in the wind on the shore, and pedestrians were endless on the road. He walked twenty miles north along the main road and came to a small town. He had a full meal first, then went to the market to buy horses, asked people about the road to Chengdu, and then hurriedly got off.

At dusk, he actually rushed from Gong County to the ground in Yibin. When people were in short supply, he casually picked an inn to stay in. He washed his feet, fell asleep and woke up. When he woke up, he was already at least noon.

He opened his mouth and yawned, then jumped out of the bed and walked towards the window. He pushed the window and looked out. The street was crowded with people and was extremely lively. From east to west, more than a dozen shops were lined up. The hawkers in front of the stalls along the street were one after another, and they were all happy, as if they had endless energy.

Suddenly, he saw four unkempt beggars in the crowd. Zhang Chengyun was the first to walk.

Xiao Yunfan was filled with thoughts and said happily: "There is a way to get enemies. Your Zhang Chengyun almost killed your grandfather Xiao in Zhongnan Mountain last time. I am lucky to have a great fortune. It is said that if you don't get revenge, it's not a gentleman. This time, you, the old boy, will not suffer a little. My jade lion is your grandson."

He quickly put on his long gown, raised his sword, walked out through the window, and took a toe and landed lightly on the tiles opposite the street. There was a lot of people on the street, so it was not appropriate to start. Zhang Chengyun and his three disciples walked from east to west, turned around the intersection, and walked into an alley to the south.

Although Xiao Yunfan's light skills were not as good as before, it was easy to follow the four people. After the four people walked into the alley, they stopped in front of the gate of a courtyard. A disciple reached out and grabbed a shiny copper door knocker and knocked three times. The person inside asked, "Who do you want to burn incense on your own?"

The words said by the insider are the incision of the Beggars' Sect. Whenever secret gatherings in the world need to be contacted, there is a set of code words from their own people to prevent outsiders from finding out. When interlinking with each other, you must take the exam for teaching.

The disciple said loudly: "Guan Gong, Qin Qiong, sheep horns."

The people in the door are again

He asked, "Clouds follow the tiger, wind follow the dragon, who is the hero of the world?"

The disciple said, "Go to heaven, to earth, to seize the creation of Yin and Yang."

The person inside the door heard the other party's incision correctly, then slowly opened the door bolt, leaned out and smiled, "Please, please." The four of them walked around the screen wall and walked into the patio. Xiao Yunfan lifted his breath and jumped out, hiding in an old locust tree with lush branches and leaves, looking down.

A small path made of stones in the patio leads directly to the main hall, and there are flower beds on both sides of the gravel road. Two white paper-covered lanterns hung outside the main hall, swaying in the wind. Two ragged beggars stood under the eaves. More than a dozen other beggars were drinking and playing in the yard.

When Xiao Yunfan saw Zhang Chengyun, his disciple and the man enter the house, he flashed, slid out like a bat, and gently landed on the roof of the main hall. He carefully lifted a piece of tiles and looked inside the house. Zhang Chengyun sat on the lower chair of the Grand Master, and the other three disciples stood behind him. A middle-aged man in a blue shirt sat opposite him.

Zhang Chengyun said with a smile: "Brother Hao, don't be fine. Now you live here to enjoy a peaceful life, which is really envious of the old brother!"

This middle-aged man in blue shirt is the apprentice of Mr. Zhang Chengyun, named Hao Siming. Although he is one level lower than Zhang Chengyun, he is a well-known figure on the ground in Sichuan.

Hao Siming was originally from Yibin, so he replied in Sichuan dialect: "Brother, don't joke with brothers, I don't know how to get senior brothers. You are a celebrity in front of the gang leader, so you have to be. The senior brother sneezed and it will rain in Sichuan."

Zhang Chengyun laughed and said, "No wonder you can make a fortune. Your mouth is black and can be said to be white." Hao Siming held his stomach and smiled, "Senior Brother Zhang, you have always been waiting for the Three Treasures Palace without any trouble. If you are not in a hurry, let me be the host to fulfill the friendship of the landlord."

Zhang Chengyun told him clearly and waved his hand to let the three disciples go outside to guard the door. He gave Hao Siming a wink, and Hao Siming also asked the left and right disciples to retreat, leaving only him in the hall.

Zhang Chengyun said seriously: "I'm not hiding it from my brother, but I have something to do when I come to Shuzhong this time. The old gang leader told me to bring it to Elder Cheng. Elder Cheng was not in Chengdu a few days ago, so I must have something else to deal with. I thought it was wrong to hand it over to his subordinates, so I asked my brother to present it on my behalf."

Hao Siming hesitated and said, "This... I'm afraid..." Zhang Chengyun said as he took out a yellow envelope from his arms, stood up and walked to Hao Siming. Hao Siming stood up to pick it up, and Zhang Chengyun poked out his five fingers in his right hand and pointed at Hao Siming's chest like lightning.

Hao Siming was not prepared for the first time, and Zhang Chengyun's martial arts skills were much higher than him. He immediately pointed the point of his chest. He was shocked and said loudly: "Brother Zhang, what do you mean?" Zhang Chengyun's face was covered with a layer of frost. He took two steps forward and raised his hand to hit his neck. Hao Siming rolled his eyes, foamed out of his mouth, and fainted immediately. Zhang Chengyun took out a roll of cow tendon rope from a gray pocket behind him and tied him up.

When Xiao Yunfan saw this, he couldn't help but wonder: "Why does this Zhang Chengyun have to deal with his own people? It's so strange."

At this moment, Zhang Chengyun walked to the door and pushed open the door, took out a letter, took out the letter page, and said loudly to the disciple outside the door: "After the gang leader's instructions, take the secret stakes of the court. Who is the biggest here except Hao Siming?"

A thin young man in the courtyard arched his hands and said, "Go back to the elder, the villain is the confidant of Mr. Hao." Zhang Chengyun winked at the left and right disciples and said, "Take it down." The two beggars took action from the left and right, knocking the young man to the ground. The young man said in panic: "I don't know what the villain has done, the elder is doing this to me?" The other beggars in the courtyard also looked at each other and were at a loss.

Zhang Chengyun walked forward, pointed at the man and shouted coldly: "This person is close to Hao Siming, and they are all secret stakes of the court. You can go and tell me that all the leaders and disciples in Yibin are here to see me."

When the disciples heard him say this, they were shocked. Unexpectedly, Hao Tangguan was actually a member of the court. He was filled with mixed feelings and stood there. Zhang Chengyun took out a knife and cut off one of the young man's ears. The young man screamed like a pig and fainted.

He held up the bloody ear and his eyes were fierce and shouted loudly: "It's all a fucking deaf man. I dare not listen to my words, so why don't you go quickly."

Seeing this, the beggars were worried and fled one after another. Zhang Chengyun's eyes fell on a disciple with a scar on his face and said lightly: "Kaozi, you and Baimao have watched Hao Siming for me, and Douzi put flowers to inform Elder Liu and the others."

In less than half an hour, most of Hao Siming's subordinates rushed over and stood in the yard and waited. Liu Wanting also appeared in the courtyard. Zhang and Liu sat in the hall separately. Liu Wanting picked up a cigarette pole and lit the tobacco in the smoke pot with fire coal. He started smoking, and the hall was immediately filled with smoke.

Zhang Chengyun touched his chin and smiled, "Brother Liu, if we take Hao Siming this time, Cheng Lixin will break an arm. From now on, Cheng Lixin will not have the final say on the ground in Shu."

Liu Wanting spitted a mouthful of cigarettes and said leisurely: "This old ghost Cheng Lixin is always unable to get along with me. This time you can be considered anger for your brother."

Zhang Chengyun reached out and picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "Brother Liu, since Hao Siming fell into our hands, I will use some more ways to get him to get along with Lao Cheng. If Elder Qi is there, he will be unable to explain even if he has a long mouth."

When Liu Wanting heard what he said, he was overjoyed. He suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhang Chengyun and said, "Good brother, it's rare that you think so thoughtful. You must have some intentions when you help your brother like this. Why not just say it?"

Zhang Chengyun coughed twice, stretched out three fingers and said, "The ancients said it well, brothers, settle the accounts clearly. From now on, the silver collected from the ground in Shu will be 30%." When Liu Wanting heard this, he was furious. He knocked the ashes on the soles of his feet, pressed the cigarette pole on the table with a slap. He stared at Zhang Chengyun for a while, and said coldly: "You are too greedy."

Zhang Chengyun touched his chin and smiled and said, "Brother Liu, I'll pull out the thorn in your eyes for you. 30% of the silver is really not much."

Liu Wanting lowered his head, hummed two air conditioners from his nose, clenched his fists, thought about it again, sat down, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! That's all."

Xiao Yunfan saw it and smiled slightly in his eyes, thinking to himself: "I thought these two people were inseparable from each other and had a strong relationship. It seems that in their eyes, fathers and mothers are not as good as those of this silver couple! Since they do not trust each other, it is much easier to deal with the Beggars' Sect."
Chapter completed!