The 49th Chapter of The Water Margin: Song Jiang at Mount Guan

  Wu Song and Chen Liqing arrived at the Jinshui River, looked up and saw a magnificent mansion with a majestic momentum, also with the unique elegance of the Song people. It was indeed the Qingfeng Wuxian Tianbo Didi Water Tower. Wu Song put down Chen Liqing, held her hand, broke open the door, and said: "Wu Song from Tianji Pavilion, who had just sent his name card, came to pay a visit."

  When the steward saw his coarse clothes and shoes, thick eyebrows and big eyes, he didn't look like a government official, but rather like an ordinary citizen. He couldn't help but feel suspicious, so he invited him into the mansion and asked him a few more questions. Wu Song replied casually, looking around at the Yang mansion, only to see that there were no flowers or plants anywhere, but instead rows of weapon racks everywhere, with all eighteen types of weapons on display. Not only were they complete, but there were even different models and weights of weapons, clearly prepared for people of different ages and heights.

  Chen Liqing ran over, took down a small bow and quiver from the shelf, hung the quiver on her back, drew the string, and shot an arrow into the bullseye fifty paces away. Wu Song and the steward both applauded in praise. The little girl was elated, and then shot all the arrows in the quiver, more than ten of them, all hitting the bullseye.

  Wu Song was shocked, holding onto the little girl's hand and laughing: "Little Li, you are truly a hundred steps piercing Yang, just this one skill alone, no good man dares to underestimate you."

  Chen Liqing burst out laughing and said: "If I can't beat him, I won't even give him a glance. Let's ride!"

  Wu Song had no choice but to pick her up and put her on his shoulders. The little girl looked around and whispered in his ear, "Uncle Wu, this place is strange, I feel so oppressed, it's as if the Yang mansion is hiding a ferocious beast that's secretly watching us!"

  Wu Song was also chilled by her words, Chen Liqing had always been good at judging people, whoever she said was a good guy was indeed a good guy, and she had never misjudged anyone. She said there were monsters in the Yang mansion, then there must be monsters.

  "Where is the monster hiding?"

  "There!" Wu Song followed her small hand and saw an old building with a somewhat dark atmosphere, which was the Yang family's ancestral hall.

  "There is a dragon-subduing wood dedicated to the Old Lady." A voice came from behind, Wu Song turned his head and saw that it was a gloomy-looking man with a large bruise on his face. He didn't know when he had walked up behind them, holding a knife in his arms, his footsteps silent as a ghost.

  "Green Faced Beast Yang Zhi?"

  Yang Zhi looked at Wu Song for a moment, didn't say a word, and quietly left with his sword. The steward apologized: "Young master is always like this, suddenly appearing and disappearing, often scaring people." He led the two to the side room, asked the maid to serve tea, and went to invite the host himself.

  Wu Song put down his tea and stood up to look at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, only to see a row of ink wash paintings depicting the history from General Yang Ye's old days to the Twelve Widows' Western Expedition, which made people feel quite sentimental after seeing them.

  Wu Song saw the Dragon Slayer Tree break through the Heavenly Gate Formation, and suddenly heard someone outside shouting angrily: "Has Wu the bandit arrived? How dare he come? I'll chop him to pieces alive!"

  Chen Liqing pointed at Wu Song and whispered, "It's this old man who spat blood." Wu Song hastily looked over and saw a beautiful and delicate woman supporting Zhou Tong as they walked in. Zhou Tong was limping on his left leg, covering his chest with his right hand, and his hair had turned gray, looking like he had aged ten or more years, completely different from the majestic appearance when they met at Qinghe County.

  Zhou Tong saw Wu Song and his beard fluttered with rage, shouting: "Jiuniang, it's this scoundrel who got me seriously injured, quickly go and behead him!"

  The woman smiled with pursed lips, and Zhou Dou angrily said: "I was beaten like this by someone, and you're still smiling?"

  The woman helped him sit down, smiling: "You still have this temper, thinking about taking the Jiangshan of the Great Song Dynasty all day. Now that you're in trouble, you've thought of me again." To Wu Song: "Wu Daren is a hero, daring to act and not afraid that this villain will really cut you down?"

  Wu Song hastily paid his respects to the woman, then turned to Zhou Tong and said: "Old fellow, who could have beaten you up like this? Don't glare at me, in your current state, I can take on three of you!"

  Zhou Tong was furious, struggling to get up from his chair to beat him, almost falling over. The woman hastily held him back, scolding: "Your injury isn't healed yet, don't move around recklessly!" She pressed him into the chair and handed him a cup of tea.

  Zhou Tong held his tea and sat obediently in the chair, seeing Wu Song, he didn't know where to vent his anger, and wanted to put down his teacup and fight with him desperately.

  That woman scolded: "If you do this again, don't come to Tianbo House anymore!" Zhou Tong then became honest and looked at Wu Song saying: "Wu thief, you dare to secretly harm me, aren't you afraid that I will live to take your life?"

  Wu Song sneered, "Old thief Zhou, your words are unreasonable! When I was in Qinghe County, I met you and thought you were a hero. Instead, you secretly harmed me by transmitting the Heavenly Treasure Scripture to me, without mentioning that there were 107 other scriptures, nor did you mention that cultivating only one scripture would bring great harm. What benefits would you gain if I were controlled by killing energy and became a demon?"

  Zhou Tong glanced at the woman, and she understood, slightly bowing her head to Wu Song before leaving the room. Only then did Zhou Tong say: "When I first met you, I indeed had intentions of using you, but not entirely without good intentions. You've been reborn as a human, cultivating no evil arts; that one volume of the Tianbao Scripture is enough to give you a way to save your life, and it's not like I'm treating you unfairly. But you're clever, giving me a fake name list, causing the two great sages of Confucianism and the masters of Yin-Yang to ambush me!"

  Wu Song said in surprise: "What are you talking about? The list I gave you, all of them were among the 108 demons and monsters, not a single one was written incorrectly."

  "How dare you!" Zhou Dang was about to stand up, looked at the teacup in his hand, and restrained himself, saying: "I broke the Five Thunder Seal of the young master of Mount Longhu on that day. The next day, I set out for Yuncheng, Shandong, where I indeed found those several Daoist friends you mentioned, who had indeed reincarnated as humans. Moreover, I discovered a few more Daoist friends that you didn't mention."

  "Chao Gai of Dongxi Village, Red-Haired Ghost Liu Tang of Luzhou, the three Ruan brothers from Liangshan Marsh and teacher Wu Yong - among them, Chao Gai and Wu Yong were not on your list. I thought you just forgot, so I went to look for Song Jiang, but who knew you actually colluded with Confucianists and Yin-Yang masters, setting up a killing array to harm me!"

  "Absolutely not!" Wu Song hastily denied. To be honest, Zhou Tong was a sly old man in his mind, who had outsmarted him at their first meeting and had unpredictable strength, so Wu Song hadn't even thought of harming him.

  Zhou Tong asked in doubt: "Really no? Then why did I come to Yun Cheng to find Song Jiang, and was besieged by Confucian saints and sages Cheng Yi, Cheng Hao, and the yin-yang family Zhuangzi and Han Fei? Cheng Yi and Cheng Hao accepted Song Jiang as a disciple, while Zhuangzi and Han Fei accepted Wu Yong. Fortunately, my skills are high, and I discovered your conspiracy early, otherwise I would have died there!"

  "A plot?" Wu Song was completely bewildered.

  Zhou Tong sneered: "Of course it's a conspiracy! There isn't a single tattoo on Song Jiang's back!"

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