C115 Another Four
"The Fang family's Merciless Ye family Sword, the Mi family's Sly Tang Sect's poison."
Fang.
Ye.
Rice.
Tang.
The songs of the four big families of the Jianghu today could even be sung by children from the streets and alleys. Even though they still had no idea what the Jianghu was.
In the Jianghu, perhaps anyone could say a few words, but no one could convince them to say what it was.
However, everyone knew that it was a place full of plots and killings.
Being in it, who could guarantee that nothing would go wrong?
Sometimes, Mi Shuhuang felt lucky that he was not a person of the Jianghu at the moment.
To be precise, he was the official and the right general of the West'an Prefecture. Ever since he became a general, he hoped to stay further away from the Jianghu.
However, the Jianghu did not agree.
You wanted to stay away from the Jianghu, but the Jianghu used facts to tell you that it was everywhere.
Staring at the towering Green Peak Mountain in front of him, a gust of mountain wind blew over. His eyes, which were not big to begin with, narrowed slightly and became a slit. He stroked his short beard under his chin and remained silent.
If it wasn't for the Breeze Stronghold, the Green Peak Mountain would only be an ordinary mountain.
The Breeze Stronghold was the most famous and legendary mountain stronghold in all the provinces in the southwest.
No matter who they were, as long as they mentioned the name of the Breeze Stronghold, they would probably praise it in their hearts, "Incredible!"
If there was a stronghold, there would naturally be a chieftain. The Breeze Stronghold had a total of seven chieftains.
In fact, as long as the first two chieftains were present, Breeze Stronghold would be able to spread its name across the world. It would make the powerful experts of the Jianghu cast sidelong glances at it, causing the officials' expressions to change when they heard it.
Second chief, God of War, Feng Jintao. A pair of palms, known as the God of Fighting Heaven and Earth, had palms that were like gods. Their martial arts were not inferior to the chiefs of some big sects. They had once fought with Hu Dayuv, who was called the province's Number One Expert, and had yet to determine the outcome of the battle.
First Chief of Brigands, Transverse River One Sword, Lee Yuming. His sword technique was profound, and his reputation spread far and wide. No one in the world could not recognize him. Two years ago, when he went to Green Peak Mountain alone with his sword, he subdued Feng Jintao, Huang Luandu, and Wang Zhiquan who had fallen here. The three of them were sincerely convinced and accepted Lee Yuming as First Chief of Brigands. After that, he absorbed Zhao Yinshuang, Lee Pingjue, Kuan Jiangjing and the others, and built a famous stronghold in Breeze Stronghold. It was a stronghold that no one could break through.
Today, he would lead three thousand soldiers to flatten this stronghold, and even capture those legendary figures.
This feeling of building a legacy made General Mi Shuhuang somewhat excited.
Mi Shuhuang naturally had the surname Mi. This surname was rarely seen in the pugilistic world. If you see it, you must be extra careful.
Fang, Ye, Mi, Tang. There were four big families in the martial world that everyone knew about.
Among the Four Families, the Mi Family was the only one that appeared uncommon and rare.
When you were wandering the martial arts world, you met someone with the Mi family. If you couldn't take a detour, then you had better be respectful. It was because a careless mistake could cost Qing Qing's life.
The people of the Mi family, other than strange things, even their tempers were unpredictable.
Therefore, it wasn't strange that Mi Shuhuang, a member of the Mi family, couldn't take a good look at Hu Dayuv, who was also a general.
Hu Dayuv was called the Number One Expert of the provincial capital by the Jianghu. This alone was enough to make Mi Shuhuang, who arrived later, feel uncomfortable. Although he wasn't considered a prominent figure in his family, his family name was Mi after all.
In the open and in the dark, he had also repeatedly wanted to compete with Hu Dayuv. In the end, Hu Dayuv had always regarded everyone in the government's hall as his ministers, and he was not a distinguished guest in the Jianghu. There was really no need for him to decide who was better and who was better.
If it were a few times, Mi Shuhuang felt that Hu Dayuv might just have an undeserved reputation. When one boasted too much in the martial arts world, it slowly became the talk of the crowd. This kind of thing was not uncommon. He showed no respect to Hu Dayuv, but Hu Dayuv did not seem to take it to heart.
This fellow was very carefree and lively to other people, but he seemed cold and indifferent to himself. This kind of respect on the surface definitely carried a sense of contempt in private. Mi Shuhuang only felt that it was definitely so, so he constantly wanted to find an opportunity to get rid of his arrogance.
But what happened after that made Mi Shuhuang bury this thought deep in his heart.
More than half a year ago, Mi Shuhuang received news that a small group of thieves had entered his territory. Mi Shuhuang, who had just arrived, felt that it was a good opportunity to make a contribution, so he brought twenty personal guards under his command to arrest them.
In the end, on that day, he was a bystander.
The information was vague, but in fact, only five people came over from the province. However, these five people were far from what a small group of Thieves could compare with.
These five people were called "Five Lost Butterflies" by the people in the martial arts world.
They were all descendants of aristocratic families in the Central Plains. A few of them were greedy for women, and they were tired of playing with the fence houses all day long. They actually had the idea of having a good wife and doing business with a rapist. They felt that this was exciting enough.
There was no way to keep the fire in paper. After being discovered, the five of them broke out of their homes and committed crimes again and again. Because each family's influence was not small, and they all had their own abilities, no one could do anything to them in a short period of time.
When they did too many bad things, they finally caused the local public to be angry. People in the pugilistic world first wanted justice from their families. These few aristocratic families cherished their reputation, but they were also unwilling to kill their own disciples. They might as well send someone to drive them out of the province.
Mi Shuhuang understood that it was this "Five Lost Butterfly," and he also felt a bit of a headache.
These five people's martial arts were not bad. What was worse was that they had a complicated background behind them. Furthermore, two of the five of them were the children of the big shots in the family. As the saying goes, a tiger does not eat its own son when it's poisonous. If not for this relationship... After doing so many evil deeds, they would not have been able to live freely until today.
Mi Shuhuang ordered his subordinates to stay where they were. He decided to show himself and talk to the five of them. As long as they didn't commit crimes in their own province, or even in big towns, they wouldn't commit crimes. He would just turn a blind eye. It was better to send these five God of Plagues away quickly and let them go to Sichuan to Huo Huo.
However, before he could show himself, a person had already stepped forward and stopped these five people in Dragon's Gate Gorge.
The Dragon's Gate Gorge, as its name implied, was a canyon shaped like a dragon's mouth. It was a must-have path between the two provinces.
Hu Dayuv was alone and stopped the "Five Lost Butterfly."
"The Five Lost Butterfly were respectively the neck of the neck of the butterfly, lying on the ground like a strategist, the body chasing butterfly, Mengfan Xiu, the body chasing butterfly, Li Zhonghuan, the Phantom Butterfly, 12, and the face of the butterfly Zang Yuanguang. They were originally the young masters of large families, but they had actually fallen to such a state. One could also see one of the dark spots in the world.
Hu Dayuv stopped the group of five. He stood still and did not speak. He did not hold the steel whip that he usually used. Instead, he held a twenty feet long soft whip in his sleeve.