Chapter 184 To Yinshan

"Let's go! Drink!" Yan Nantian said, "You can kill people only after you drink!"

So Yan Nantian and Jiang Feng went to the famous Huibin Building in Beijing and ordered the most famous Xinghua Village and Lanlingchun.

The more Yan Nantian drank, the brighter his eyes became.

Jiang Feng sat across from him, and although he didn't drink as fast as Yan Nantian, he didn't stop drinking until the glass was dry.

There are many well-informed people in Beijing, and it didn't take long for the news that the world's best swordsman and Yulang Jiang Feng appeared in Beijing to spread.

Soon, several famous warriors in Beijing came to the Huibin Building and sat down near the two of them, seemingly looking for an opportunity to chat.

But when they saw Yan Nantian with a gloomy face and Jiang Feng who was silent, they all understood and remained silent.

"You don't have to go." Yan Nantian said suddenly.

"Now that the younger brother is here, how can he wait alone in the city?" Jiang Feng drank another glass of wine and asked, "The elder brother doesn't like my martial arts?"

Yan Nantian shook his head and said, "Of course not."

Even the original martial arts is not too weak. Not to mention many, it is still no problem to entangle one or two Yinshan ghosts, and it will not hinder Yan Nantian.

The only reason why the predecessor did not participate in this battle was simply because he did not come.

"How do we get there?" Jiang Feng asked, "Use Qinggong to hurry?"

"Of course not. That place is thousands of miles away from the capital. It's exhausting to get there." Yan Nantian laughed and said, "There are Liaodong fast horses in Beijing. We can get there with two horses per person, one day and one night."

Jiang Feng touched his nose in embarrassment, having mistakenly believed the rumors, which was embarrassing.

In the original work, the Jianghu people boasted that Yan Nantian was like a god, that he could pass the walls of Beijing with his feet, that he drank at a BJ in the evening, and that he arrived at Yinshan Mountain at dawn the next day. He killed all the ghosts in Yinshan Mountain in just one cup of tea, and the sword light was like a ghost. Lightning can be seen hundreds of miles away.

That's not a martial arts master, that's a land god!

After ten pounds of good wine, Yan Nantian put down the wine bowl and stood up.

Inspired by the energy, the two middle-aged men in brocade clothes and swords at their waists couldn't help but stand up together. They looked at each other, and then came forward from left to right, "Master Yan, we are waiting for you. …”

Yan Nantian waved his hand, "A certain family is busy and I don't have time to talk to you. If you have anything to say, please wait until I come back!"

The man on the left couldn't help but ask, "May I ask what you need to do, Master Yan? Is there anything we can do for you?"

The man on the right held the hilt of his sword and looked at Shen Fei, "There are few things in Beijing that we can't do."

Yan Nantian's eyes flashed and he was not polite, "In that case, please two of you prepare four Liaodong fast horses for a certain family and your second brother."

"good!"

The man on the left nodded immediately, then waved back, and a young man quickly came downstairs.

The man on the right couldn't help but ask, "I wonder where Master Yan and Young Master Jiang are going?"

Yan Nantian remained silent while Jiang Feng smiled and said, "It's a secret matter. I guess a few of them will know about it in three or four days."

Jiang Feng was not familiar with the plot here. God knows if the ghosts of Yinshan Mountain have hidden secrets in Beijing.

Yan Nantian is a top star in the martial arts world, and his every move attracts attention. If he is sent a message by a flying pigeon, it will be very troublesome whether the ghosts in Yinshan are hiding, escaping, or setting up an ambush.

So the man on the right didn't dare to ask. No one in the world dared to force Yan Nantian to say something he didn't want to say.

…

After a while, four Liaodong horses were led downstairs to the guests.

Yan Nantian cupped his hands and said, "Three days later, Yan will return the horse at the Huibin Building. Then we will entertain you at a banquet and get drunk before resting!"

"Don't you dare!" the man on the left said hurriedly, "It is an honor for me to be able to serve Master Yan. In three days, I will hold a banquet for you, and I will invite Master Yan to honor you!"

Yan Nantian nodded, turned over, jumped down from the third floor of the Huibin Building, and landed on the back of a horse.

Jiang Feng shook his head and smiled, took out a piece of silver from his arms and placed it on the dining table. Then he cupped his hands into the room, then stepped back and disappeared behind the railing in an instant.

The next moment, the horses' hooves were flying, and the four fast horses trotted away from the reception building and went straight to the west gate of BJ.

"What a great Yan Nantian, you are so heroic!"

"He just drank almost ten kilograms of wine from the old bars, Xinghua Village and Lanlingchun, alone. I would be drunk after just one kilogram."

"Jade Master Jiang Feng is also well-deserved. He is indeed a handsome young man with extraordinary bearing. If he had not lived in the south of the Yangtze River and had been doing business for many years, I would have thought that he was born into a noble family of the Heavenly Family."

"The nobles of the Tian family don't have martial arts like him. His light kung fu just now can't be matched by many people in the entire Northland martial arts world."

"Tell me, where are they going?"

"Liaodong fast horses, two horses per person, traveling back and forth for three days, could it be..."

"Don't say it, don't say it!"

"There is nothing to say. Whether it is Liaodong bandits, grassland horse bandits, ghosts in the Yinshan Mountains, Taihang giant bandits, water ghosts in the Yellow River, or black sails in the East China Sea, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot kill them in Beijing. ”

"But if they mess with Master Yan, it's their time to die."

“I don’t know which family was unlucky enough to have Master Yan peek into the truth and find its lair?”

"I don't know, but we'll find out in three days. Come on, drink!"

"Okay, drink!"

…

Yan Nantian and Jiang Feng bought some dry food on the way, and then went straight out of the west gate, exited from Yanqing Xuanhua, and then turned west and headed straight for Yinshan.

One day and one night, Yinshan was in sight.

Well, it can't be called Yinshan. After all, Yinshan is a continuous mountain range of Daqing Mountain, Wula Mountain and Langshan Mountain, which is one thousand kilometers long. The Yellow River, which flows north, turns east and forms a few curves, which shows how long it is.

The place where the Yinshan ghosts are located is Jiufeng Mountain, a branch of Yinshan Mountain, located on the eastern foot of Yinshan Mountain. To the south is Hasuhai Lake and Chi Lechuan Grassland, a land of lush water and grass.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

I learned "Chi Le Song" in elementary school, but I didn't expect that I had never been there in the modern world. Instead, I traveled to the ancient dragon world and came to this famous scenic spot that has been famous for thousands of years.

Huh? It's as if I had been to Shaolin Temple, Wudang Mountain, Qinhuai River, Kunlun in the Western Regions, and grasslands and deserts before.

I was just a homebody in my previous life, I had never been anywhere!

At this time, the sky was already light, the sun behind me pierced through the clouds and mist, shining on Jiufeng Mountain, covering the tall mountains with a thin layer of golden light.

There is a mountain village halfway up Jiufeng Mountain, which is where the Yinshan ghosts gather.

Yan Nantian rode on the horse, his tiger eyes shining, and the long sword in his hand was faintly ringing, ready to go out.