Hu Huiqian was fighting with Niu Huajiao on the water platform. Both of them showed their martial arts skills. You want my heart and liver to avenge my father, and I want your five internal organs to vent for the people in the engine room. After killing for half a day, Hu Huiqian was shorter than Niu Huajiao and his strength could not withstand it. He thought to himself that if he fought against the enemy again, he would definitely be harmed by him. Fortunately, he had the secret art of Hua Quan taught by Zen Master Zhi Shan, which was called Yan Dang Ping Sha. If he met someone who was weaker than him, he could use this to turn the weak into the strong and win. He was about to change his fist momentum and dodge back and forth. He was as fast as the wind and jumped like an ape. When the ox turned into a flood dragon and was a little tired, his movements were a little slow and his guard was lax, he tried his best to hit its vital parts. When the ox turned into a flood dragon and hit him back, Hu Huiqian went behind him again.
This Niu Huajiao was fat. Although he had great strength, how could he jump and move as nimbly as Hu Huiqian? In addition, Niu Huajiao had never seen this fist technique before and was trying his best to kill Hu Huiqian to vent the hatred of everyone in the engine room. Unexpectedly, he was beaten and jumped by Hu Huiqian. He was dazzled, his hands and feet were in a mess, and he was on guard in all directions. He followed him around for two hours. His hand was slightly slow, and Hu Huiqian had already punched him twice. Fortunately, he was strong and could barely withstand it. He rallied his spirit and wanted to return the two punches. He tried his best to hit Hu Huiqian. Unexpectedly, the fist force missed, and he still shrank back and hid behind him. Hurriedly turning around to fight him was very taxing. After fighting for four hours, the sky was already dark. Niu Huajiao was covered in cold sweat. He had been attacked by Hu Huiqian several times in his vital parts and was seriously injured. His tendons and joints were sore and sore. He wanted to jump into the water platform, but he was afraid of being laughed at by his friends. He was ashamed.
At this moment, Hu Huiqian saw that he had won and was overjoyed. He was full of energy and could not relax his hands and feet for a moment. At that moment, Niu Huajiao's four disciples and the people from Jinlun Hall wanted to go up to the stage to help, but Hong Xiguan and a dozen other people from the Western Zen Monastery took out their weapons to protect the stage and shouted,""This is to indicate that if one person does not save him until he dies, who would dare to go on stage to help him?”。Therefore, his disciple and the other people in the computer room were frightened and did not dare to go on stage to help. With a loud sound, Niu Huajiao was hit down from the water platform by Hu Huiqian's Eight Trigrams Butterfly Palm with all his strength, falling more than ten feet away from the platform. The stone pieces on the ground cracked his head and forehead. Blood flowed out from his body, making his pants and the ground red. The people watching cheered in unison, praising Hu Huiqian for his good martial arts. He was indeed a hero. At this time, his disciple and the people in the engine room carried Niu Huajiao back to the Jinlun Hall through the door and used medicine to save him. He only woke up and opened his eyes to look. He sighed and said,"I, Niu Huajiao, have been a hero for my entire life. I didn't expect to die in the hands of Hu Huiqian today. All of you, hurry to Wudang Mountain and beg my master, Feng Daode, to invite my senior brother, Lü Yingbu, to come here. Do not delay, remember my words." "It hurts so much!" He spat out blood and died. His disciples and the people in the guild hall saw him die miserably. They all burst into tears. He immediately made thick clothes, quilts, coffins and coffins for burial, rented a place in Shuangshan Temple, temporarily stopped the coffin, in order to fight descendants to build a ceremony. On this day, all the people in the Jinlun Hall hung white banners together to send them off. The disciples put on mourning clothes to guide their souls. Along the way, they held a memorial ceremony and sent them to the temple.
As he was busy in the dojo, he quickly finished Niu Huajiao's funeral and asked his first disciple, Li Xiong,""Your Martial Uncle Lu Yingbu, how is your martial arts compared to your Master?”Li Xiong said," Senior Uncle Lu Yingbu sent a letter saying that he opened a martial arts dojo in the south gate of Zhaoqing Prefecture. In terms of martial arts, he is several times better than my master. I'm afraid he won't come. If he is willing to come, even two Hu Huiqian won't be able to defeat him."”Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this and quickly gathered up the gifts. It was still three thousand taels of silver. They called Niu Huajiao and the other four disciples to take a boat to Zhaoqing Prefecture. When the later generations saw this, they laughed at Niu Hujiao for being greedy and risking his life. He also recommended his fellow disciples to come here and die. It could be said that he was brave and had no strategy. They wrote a poem to satirize his absurdity.
Jinlun hall ready silver immediately to Zhaoqing House, please LvYingBu come to revenge. On the water platform, Hu Huiqian used the Eight Trigrams Butterfly Palm to hit Niu Huajiao and fell off the stage. Hong Xiguan and the other brothers quickly came forward to protect him and take him off the stage. At this time, Hu Huiqian was exhausted and his face was ashen. In front of everyone, he barely supported himself and forced himself to look at ease. His fellow disciples invited him to sit in a sedan chair. The whole way back to the West Zen Temple was very lively. Hu Huiqian got off the sedan chair and felt dizzy. His limbs were weak and he fell down after looking at it. Everyone was shocked and hurriedly helped him up and carried him to his bed to sleep. Monk Sande, Hong Xiguan, and the others knew that he had used too much strength today. The ox that had transformed into a flood dragon was not weak in martial arts and had strong strength. It was because Hu Huiqian could defeat him with his master's secret Flower Fist. Then, he dissolved the pill and poured it down. Then, he rubbed the medicinal wine on his joints. This medicine was made by Zen Master Zhi Shan and was prepared for his disciples to use when they were injured. It was as effective as a god. After taking a piece of the medicine, his spirit recovered and the swelling and pain all over his body were relieved. He climbed up and thanked his brothers for saving him. Then, they arranged a banquet to congratulate Brother Hu. While drinking, Monk San De and Hong Xiguan said to Hu Huiqian,"" It seems that Niu Huajiao will definitely die. The deeper this group is, the more afraid he is that his master, Wudang Mountain's Old Taoist Feng Daode, is a fellow martial uncle. If he knows, he will definitely not let it go. He won't say that his disciple shouldn't have helped the engine room cause trouble, but he will say that we didn't care about our feelings and killed his disciple. If he attacked, Junior Brother Hu wouldn't be able to escape his hands. He still had to think of a way to save him in advance. Junior Brother Hu shouldn't have done such a vicious thing.”Hui Qian said," I originally wanted to show mercy, but Niu Huajiao was strong and ruthless. If I didn't hurt him, he would definitely hurt me. I couldn't show mercy." The plan for today was to leave it to fate. Even if Martial Uncle came to question him, there was no way he could defend himself. Could he just wait for death? He could only fight with all his might and die willingly.”Monk Sande said," In my opinion, you should quickly report the cause of this matter to my master. There must be a solution. What do you think?"”"Senior Brother, you have a brilliant idea!" everyone praised. Hong Xiguan immediately wrote a letter and sent an express letter to deliver it. It was agreed that the letter should be paid ten taels of silver. Five taels would be given first, and five taels would be given within eight days. If the letter was late, one tael of silver would be reduced by one day. He sent someone to receive the letter and rushed to Chaozhou and Fujian by land.
Monk Zhi Shan of Shaolin Temple devotes himself to teaching his disciples skills every day. He often misses Hu Huiqian and is afraid that he will cause trouble when he returns to Guangdong for revenge. Suddenly, he received the letter and was shocked. He opened the letter and read it from beginning to end."Bastard, you are indeed inviting trouble. This Niu Huajiao is Junior Brother Dao De's beloved disciple. How could he let it go after hearing that he died in Hu Huiqian's hands? The beast reaped what it sowed, wasting his efforts to teach him. Because he was more attentive than others, he tried his best to teach him his life's unique skills. Because his strength is not strong, I taught him Flower Fist first. Unexpectedly, the beast caused trouble with this. Once it failed, it would tarnish the reputation of our Shaolin Temple. I hate it very much. Mercy is the friendship between master and disciple.”"There must be a reason for sending such a letter to Guangdong," the disciples hurriedly asked their master.”The Zen master then read the letter to everyone. Fang Xiaoyu said,"Master, are you going to save him now? Please tell me the details."”The Zen Master said," I was going to send you to rescue him, but because you haven't learned enough kung fu, the enemy is at fault. I can rest assured and allow you to go and rescue him."”Fang Xiaoyu was confident in his mastery of martial arts and said,""Today, we should fight the Spellcaster. Let's see if we can win.”The Zen master agreed, and Xiaoyu made an appointment with his brothers."Follow my hands and feet. You must follow the 108-degree fist technique. Don't worry about the mechanism under your feet. Follow the path of the fist and slowly walk in.”Everyone followed his lead and opened the wooden puppet, walking out of the temple through the main door. Zhi Shan was overjoyed and said,"Fang Xiaoyu is quite capable. You can teach your brothers in the future."”Hsiao-yu agreed. He ordered his disciples to kneel down and cry. The old Zen master also wiped away his tears and said," There is no situation in the world that will not end. As long as you serve the royal family in the future and obtain an official position, you can stabilize the country and the people. In the future, you can seal your wives and children, show off my sect, and even more so, you must be brothers.”Everyone obeyed the master's orders and thanked the master for his kindness. Only Xie Yafu was willing to shave his hair and become a monk to serve the master and refused to go home. Seeing his sincerity, the master promised to return and pass on the mantle. So he gave him a pair of iron mandarin ducks. If the enemy is brave and brave, as long as the iron mandarin ducks are hit on the opposite side, their arms will be broken. They should only be cautious. If they are not in danger, they should not hurt people's lives without authorization. If Feng Daode comes to take revenge personally, I will ask Fang Xiaoyu to use this to ask Uncle Master to save me. He will definitely help when he sees that I believe him. After bidding farewell to their master and the monks in the temple, everyone rushed to Yangcheng with their luggage. When they arrived at the provincial capital, they went home and met their parents, wives, and children. They then rented Guangxiao Temple as a martial arts school. Because Xichan Temple was now in conflict with the engine room, it was inconvenient to step into the place of trouble. He secretly informed Monk Sande and Hong Xiguan to ask Hu Huiqian to go to Guangxiao Temple to practice his boxing stick in preparation for the enemy. Monk Sande was very pleased to learn that his master had sent the Shaolin brothers back to Guangdong to help. He invited all the brothers to Guangxiao Temple to meet the heroes and talk about the past. They all blamed Hu Huiqian for not making trouble by force and causing his master to worry. Cui Huiqian had to admit his fault and did not dare to argue with the crowd. Therefore, he was not on good terms with the crowd. He relied on his martial arts and did not come to practice. Li Jinlun repeatedly consoled him, saying that his master had instructed him to practice martial arts with all his heart. He was afraid that he would fail and tarnish Shaolin's reputation. Hu Huiqian did not listen, and the brothers could do nothing.
Niu Qiang and Ma Yong, the two brothers, together with all the guards of the Jinlun Hall, went all the way to the martial arts hall in the south gate street of Zhaoqing Prefecture to pay their respects to Lü Yingbu. Niu Qiang knelt on the ground and cried that his master was hit by Hu Huiqian's Flower Fist Butterfly Palm on the water platform because of the Jinlun Hall. He was seriously injured. In his dying will, he asked his master to avenge him. Now, the guards of the Jinlun Hall had prepared three thousand taels of silver. He begged to remember the brotherhood of his master and help him. He was very grateful. Lü Yingbu burst into tears and said," Half a month ago, I dreamt that Brother Huajiao was drenched in blood and begged me to take revenge. I was about to ask who killed him, but I disappeared in the blink of an eye and woke up in shock. I don't know what happened. Who knew that Hu Huiqian killed him today and he died a miserable death? How hateful." If I don't tear Hu Huiqian into pieces, I'm not a hero.”"I hope that you will not hesitate to go with me, Master, to avenge your junior brother and to come with me to vent your anger," the guards said."I would be very fortunate to have three thousand taels of silver as a betrothal gift. I hope you will not be so lucky."”Lü Yingbu said. " Junior Brother Huajiao, you shouldn't have provoked trouble and ended up getting yourself killed. Today, you can avenge my brother." If he didn't dare to know anything else, he definitely wouldn't accept this silver.”They urged him again and again,"A righteous man values revenge, but since we have been exterminated, how can we not express our gratitude for this kindness? Please accept our rewards."”Niu Qiang and the others tried to persuade him again and again, but Lü Yingbu had no choice but to accept it. He packed his luggage and instructed his disciples,"There's no need to follow me. I have Niu Qiang and the other martial nephews accompanying me. You all guard the entrance of the pavilion. If someone comes to visit, tell them I'll be back soon."”Then he took a boat and set off for Wangyang City.
A few days later, they arrived at the provincial center and moved their luggage into the Jinlun Hall. Bai Anfu went forward to greet him and said," Teacher, Shaolin Temple's Zen Master Zhi Shan has sent a group of disciples back to Guangdong to set up a martial arts school in Guangxiao Temple to receive Hu Huiqian. We must be on guard!"”"That's not a bad idea," Lu Yingbu said. He ordered the preparation of wine and food sacrifice ceremony, personally went to Shuangshan Temple, crying sacrifice cattle Jiao. Bai Anfu led the way to Guangxiao Temple and greeted the monks. That night, the monk was brought into the martial arts hall to meet the heroes. Li Jinlun and the others welcomed them in and sat down."Senior Brother, why are you here?" "We're here to avenge our brothers, and you're still pretending that you don't know?" Lü Yingbu said angrily.”Jin Lun said," Hu Huiqian had a grudge against the people in the engine room for killing his father. Therefore, the murders are connected. If you show them, they will be exempted from investigation. We will determine the right and wrong. There is no need for Junior Brother Hua Jiao to be greedy for money and listen to one side of the story. He relied on his courage to help and bully others. He did not submit to his hard work. He stated that he would fight and that he would not be pursued for life or death. The matter of fists and feet, since it has been clearly stated, can not be forgiven, how can revenge? Today, Junior Brother Hua Jiao is dead. We will leave it to fate. I hope Senior Brother will think twice and not fall out with us again. We are very lucky.”
Ying Bu said," No need for flowery words. Which one of you is Hu Huiqian? Since he has lost his conscience, even if he beats a dog, he must remember his master. He doesn't care about my teacher's morality at all. Considering the feelings of fellow disciples, he should show mercy. How can he bear to be so vicious?" Today, I, Lu Yingbu, swear to take revenge. I will only teach him to come to me.”"Niu Huajiao is dead, and Senior Brother is here to take revenge. When Hu Huiqian dies in the future, don't tell me we won't take revenge?"”Ying Bu lowered his head and sighed."Forget it. In front of everyone, call Hu Huiqian out and kowtow three times.”"Hui Qian lives in the West Zen Temple," Li Jinlun replied.”Lü Yingbu said goodbye to the crowd and went straight to the West Zen Temple. The young monk announced that he would enter, and the heroes were shocked. Hu Huiqian, relying on his ability, did not care at all and ordered him to enter. Lü Yingbu entered and shouted,"Who is Hu Huiqian?" He straightened up and replied,"I am! Is that Lü Yingbu?" "That's true," Ying Bu said. "Since you've heard of my name, why are you here to die?" Hu Huiqian asked.”Ying Bu flew into a rage and dashed forward, punching. Hu Huiqian did not show any mercy, but the monk San De and Tong Qianjin came forward and separated the two of them. The monk San De tried to persuade them again and again. Lu Yingbu was not willing to listen. He returned to the Jinlun Hall and immediately marked a red bar, writing:
Author: Our Jinlun Hall has suffered from the cruel disaster of Hu Huiqian. Now there is Lv Yingbu.
The instructor is not greedy for money, but wants to take revenge on the former hatred with Niu Huajiao in the division. Hu Huiqian is like this.
I'm not afraid of death. Tomorrow, I'll go to the Water Moon Platform to have a martial arts competition to determine who's better.
This long red was pasted on the wall outside the West Zen Temple. When the people in the martial arts school saw it, they were worried for Hu Huiqian. However, he was confident in his bravery and prepared to fight the enemy at the water platform tomorrow. When the heroes of Guangxiao Temple heard this, they were very afraid. Fang Xiaoyu invited his fellow disciples to come to the West Zen Temple to discuss with Monk Sande and Hong Xiguan. They tried their best to persuade Hu Huiqian not to underestimate the enemy tomorrow, but he did not listen. Everyone has no choice. If we don't try to save him, won't we lose our Shaolin reputation? Suddenly, Xie Yafu clapped his hands and laughed.”"What do you plan to do?" they asked. "My master gave me a pair of iron mandarin ducks before he left," Ya Fu said."He told me,'If you meet an enemy who is too fierce and valiant, fly up secretly and hit his wrist. Immediately break his tendons and bones, and turn defeat into victory. Don't hurt anyone.'I've learned it very well, and I can hit it 100 times. Tomorrow I'll hide the iron mandarin duck and approach the stage. I'll secretly help you with the camera. What's wrong with that?”The brothers were very happy. "I have a set of soft armor and a heart-protecting mirror," Fang Shiyu said."I'll lend it to you to strengthen your prestige.”Hu Huiqian was full of joy.
The next morning, Lu Yingbu was dressed neatly. He gathered all the friends of the Jinlun Hall and took four martial nephews with him. He rode a fine horse, tied a soft scarf on his head, and wore a lake-like crepe belt. He wore a soft armor with narrow sleeves, a heart-protecting mirror hidden inside, a red crepe belt around his waist, and pointed shoes. He was born with a face like a full moon, eyes like copper bells, a thick beard, a round waist and a thick back. His arms were hundreds of pounds strong. He was eight feet tall and his voice was like a broken gong. He was very powerful and brave. They came to the water platform in front of the Medical Spirit Temple. People from far and near crowded around the stage to watch. Lü Yingbu dismounted from his horse and went up to the stage. He cupped his hands and said to the people below,"Ying Bu came here to take revenge for Junior Brother, not in the name of greed. I hope everyone can forgive me.”After saying that, he sat on the platform. When it was almost time, he saw Hu Huiqian's face full of wine, followed by a group of brothers and sisters, crowded to the stage. He jumped on the stage, as light as a bird. It was indeed a wonderful skill. The audience cheered in unison. He was wearing a flat-topped soft leather helmet, a soft leather belt, a heart-protecting mirror hanging on his chest, a Dutch crepe belt around his waist, and a pair of nine-ringed sword boots. This outfit was lent to him by Fang Shiyu. He was outstanding in talent and appearance. " Hu Huiqian," Lü Yingbu shouted," you have hurt my junior brother. This hatred cannot be shared. Today, you have come to die. Don't blame me for not remembering my master's kindness."”
When Hui Qian heard this, he smiled and said," Lü Yingbu, you want to avenge your junior brother. I'm afraid you'll cause trouble and die. I'll discipline you to meet Niu Huajiao at the gates of hell."”Hearing this, Lü Yingbu was furious and didn't reply. He punched out with all his might. Hui Qian quickly dodged and used a Thousand Character Iron Gate to hit Lü Yingyou's wrist. Lü Yingbu quickly withdrew his fist and bent down, spreading his hands. Because of the mountain blocking the sea potential, hope Hu Huiqian will attack. Hu Huiqian leaped forward and struck again with the Tiger Steals Sheep Momentum. The two of them fought and walked more than 20 ways to solve the problem. From dawn to dusk, they fought for about 40 rounds. Lu Yingbu became more and more brave as he fought. He did not miss a single move. Hu Huiqian was smaller than Lu Yingbu, and his strength was not as good as Lu Yingbu's. He relied on the Shaolin tribe's Zhishan Secret Technique to advance and retreat against the enemy. He took advantage of the situation to barely support Lu Yingbu.
When the fight reached Shenpai, the two men fought for more than 70 rounds. Hu Huiqian could not win, so he had to fight with the enemy with flower fists. He jumped as fast as flying and was light and fast, which was his specialty in life. Lu Yingbu was shocked when he saw Hu Huiqian use the Flower Fist and heard that Niu Huajiao was killed. He had never practiced it before, and his body was not as nimble as Lu Yingbu's. He was very attentive. When Hu Huiqian jumped like a fly, Lu Yingbu was able to see him well. His vision was not blurred, and his fists were not messed up. Hu Huiqian did not know where to start and could not win. Seeing that the Flower Fist was useless and would definitely be defeated by him, he was anxious and jumped a step slower. When Lü Yingbu saw this, he was filled with joy and used all his strength to smash the Arhat Five Elements Fist down on Hu Huiqian's head. It was as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him. How powerful. Hu Huiqian was shocked and found it hard to dodge. Xie Yafu, who was in front of the stage, saw that Huiqian could not win and could not face the enemy. This punch was almost fatal. He hurriedly patted his sleeve and the iron mandarin duck flew out and hit Lü Yingbu's wrist. This iron mandarin duck was like the wind spear of today. The mouth of the bag was like a stone, which could retract atoms and secretly hurt people without leaving any traces. At that time, Lü Yingbu was focused on Hu Huiqian. He did not expect that the fist and the iron mandarin duck would collide. With a sound, the wrist was broken and the mandarin duck fell on the felt of the stage. Xie Yafu had already secretly taken it back. Because it was as small as an egg, it landed on the felt without making a sound. Although Lü Yingbu's wrist was broken, there was no blood, so no one could tell.
Hu Huiqian saw this and felt relieved. He took advantage of the situation and punched Lü Yingbu's ear. Lü Yingbu's wrist was broken and he was in pain. He was anxious to return to the stage. Hu Huiqian's desperate punch made him feel dizzy and he fell on the water platform. Hu Huiqian kicked him again and hit his neck, breaking his bones. How could he live? Lü Yingbu instantly died in Hu Huiqian's hands. When the later generations saw this, it was a pity that he was schemed against because of his strong brotherhood.
Immediately, all the junior brothers and friends flew up to the stage to save him, but he had already died on the stage with broken bones and tendons. Hu Huiqian jumped down from the platform and stood in front of the temple. He sat in the sedan chair with a calm expression. People from all directions praised him in unison. He was indeed a hero. Hu Huiqian and his fellow disciples went all the way back to the West Zen Temple Martial Arts Dojo.
Besides, it was difficult to carry Lü Yingbu's body back to the guild hall for burial. All the guards had to set up a funeral shed in front of the temple immediately, imitating the style of Niu Hua Jiao to prepare clothes, quilts and coffins, and bury him with a thick burial, which was still temporarily suspended in Shuangshan Temple.
After the funeral of his friends, they gathered in the guild hall that day. The owners and the advisor Bai Anfu said,"We have spent thousands of taels of money and caused the two instructors to die. Now that we have lost both money and manpower, we can't take revenge. We can't live in peace. Do you have any good ideas to get rid of this trouble?”Niu Qiang, the disciple of the flood dragon head, stepped forward and said,"Everyone, don't worry. Take the two coffins of my master and uncle-master and wait for my senior brothers and sisters to hire a ship and personally transport them to Wudang Mountain. When they see my grandmaster Feng Daode, they will report this matter and beg the old Taoist priest to go down the mountain to take revenge. When the grandmaster learned that two of his favorite disciples had died, he was naturally heartbroken. Moreover, he was afraid that the world would laugh at Wudang Mountain's martial arts as being inferior to Shaolin Temple's. Wouldn't he lose his reputation? I saw that Uncle Master was fighting against Hu Huiqian. Everyone saw that he had the intention of winning. He changed to use the Flower Fist, but he couldn't do anything to Uncle Master. He was about to end the dog's head. Suddenly, the bones on his right wrist were secretly broken by him, so he died in Hu Huiqian's hands. So far, the wound on the wrist has been caused by iron weapons. This must have helped Hu Huiqian's people to attack from the side. Because there is no concrete evidence, it is difficult to rely on.”Everyone said," I find it strange too. I don't see any iron weapons. I'll definitely tell your grandmaster about it. I'll change it next time. Don't just use a spear. You should use your weapon to deal with the enemy and prevent being plotted against."”"That makes sense!" Everyone in the Jinlun Hall said.”After careful consideration, he prepared a generous gift of six thousand taels of silver and two coffins. He immediately sent four people on duty and four disciples to hire a big ship and set off for Wudang Mountain.
In the Xuantian God Temple on Wudang Mountain, the host Taoist priest, Eight-armed Nezha Feng Daode, and his disciple Lei Dapeng, the son of Tiger Lei, moved into the back hall to avoid troubles because there were many scholars in the temple and the incense was very strong. One day, he meditated on a praying mat and circulated his Qi. At the third watch, he dreamt that Niu Huajiao and Lu Yingbu were covered in blood. They knelt in front of him and cried,"Master, avenge your disciple." Feng Daode was shocked. He wanted to ask who had injured him, but he didn't know that Yang Qi had rushed out and the vengeful spirit had dissipated. In the blink of an eye, it had disappeared. When he woke up, he was drenched in cold sweat and didn't know what good or bad luck it had been. The next day and Lei Dapeng talk, suddenly saw Niu Qiang and other people and Jinlun Hall on duty to come, told the above reason, all told the truth, the old Taoist heard this, shouted loudly, died of anger.
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