"There is a taboo when traveling in the world. There are three kinds of people who cannot be touched or touched."
"Sir, what three types of people are they?"
"If you touch these three types of people, such as monks, nuns, boys, or weak women, it is common for your boat to capsize in the gutter."
A carriage pulled by a six-legged and two-horned beast headed unscrupulously toward Emperor Wu's City in the East China Sea. Some words were heard from time to time in the carriage. What kind of beautiful woman has the most clueless behavior? It is common to tear down a home, lie to others, be cruel, and destroy your whole family accidentally. Loneliness never lasts. A nun who has been alone for a long time will have a hot temper and dislike everyone. If she meets an old nun, she will most likely suffer bad luck. Which child is the most pure and kind? Wrong, those who offended the boy disappeared quietly in the end.
Originally, there were many pursuers behind the carriage, but after batch after batch of people died, many people had no choice but to give up, even though many people felt deeply aggrieved.
After adding thousands of corpses, as long as they have lived for decades and have not survived to a dog, they have understood the truth. A sword can kill more than 600 people outside Xiangfan City, as long as they are not like the Xishu sword. Sheng Na painted the ground as a prison to trap himself to death. Even if he was surrounded by thousands of armored soldiers, as long as he wanted to leave, he couldn't stop him at all.
Originally, according to the itinerary, Jingzhou wanted to go to Liangchan Temple to meet with Monk Hua, who even Cao Changqing was afraid of. He did not abide by the precepts but had no Zen practice, and to see how beautiful Li Dangxin's daughter-in-law was, who roared like a lion in the east of the river. , to see if his golden body is really indestructible, and if there are really as many as 108 of the 108 Vajra Seals in Liangchan Temple that he stepped on in anger when he fought with the first person in Beimang. , why not one hundred and seven or one hundred and six.
I was just afraid that Lao Huang would run too fast, so I arrived at Emperor Wu City early and missed the moment of Nine Swords. After leaving Xiangfan, I didn't waste even a minute and went straight to Emperor Emperor City.
"The Great Luo of All Worlds"
Even so, when the group of people swaggered to the East China Sea and looked up to see the walls of Emperor Wu City, a figure carrying a wooden box was already sitting on the roadside wine stall.
The tattered clothes and the black feet were like a layer of ink, which seemed incompatible with the arrogant and arrogant person who walked in and out of Emperor Wu's city, carrying a knife and holding a sword.
Can you not be arrogant? It is this spacious avenue facing the gate of Emperor Wu City. Deng Tai'a, who does not like to wear a sword but is said to be able to wield a flying sword, walks by carrying peach blossoms. Cao Changqing, the most romantic official in Tsing Yi in Dachu, walks by. Top ten masters passed by. Although the rivers and lakes are large, it may not cause much splash if dropped from a mountain, but Emperor Wu's City occupies half of the rivers and lakes.
Those who practice martial arts will probably be considered a member of the martial arts world if they come to this Emperor Wu City.
The owner of a wine stall who is used to slaughtering fat sheep naturally looks down upon this old guy who pulls his pants, takes out a few copper coins, only buys half a bowl of wine at a time, drinks with grunt, and can occupy the seat for half a day. If all the people who buy wine are like this, and he sells his uncle's wine, he might as well go home and have his wife and children warm and comfortable on the kang.
It's just that this place is no better than other places, just because there is an old monster in the city who has been suppressing the world for fifty years. This Emperor Wu City can accommodate more than 100,000 people, but there are no officials. Let alone provoke a fight, start a fight in private. The corpses of those who didn't believe in behaving and were unruly had already turned into dust. Do you really think those people standing on the top of the city were just looking at the scenery?
Resisting the anger of wanting to chase the dog away, the owner of the wine jar turned his head away from the old guy who was full of sour smell. A piece of mouse droppings fell into the pot. This bowl of rice couldn't be poured out without taking a sip. Already? Since this old man with no oil or water can't squeeze much out of him, he can only find another fat sheep.
The owner of the wine jar was thinking about it when he heard a commotion in the distance. When he looked around, he saw a giant beast that he had never seen before pulling a cart. One beast and one cart ran with a momentum that could only be achieved by a hundred riders.
I thought that in the car was some famous hero who was going to the inner city to challenge the old monster who claimed to be the second best in the world but was at the pinnacle of martial arts. Unexpectedly, the ferocious beast stopped in front of the wine stall.
After taking a look at the giant beast, the shop owner was frightened and felt that it looked familiar. He just couldn't think of anything, so he stopped thinking about it.
Seeing a good-looking young man in purple robes and brocade clothes getting out of the car, he had already trained himself as a shop owner who could see in all directions. With one hand, he pulled away the helpless waiter and trotted up to Jing Zhou with a face on his face. Her charming smile was as good as that of the madam, and she boasted: "Master, what would you like to drink? Our store has strong, soft, mellow, and exciting drinks. We have everything."
Jingzhou glanced at the old servant who was smiling at him, with wine drops still on his teeth, and asked, "Is all this wine good?"
The shop owner patted his chest and said: "Sir, you have come to the right place. To be honest, although our shop is small and not a century-old brand, it has been at the gate of the city for more than ten years. This small shop has this wine, and that It’s very resounding.”
"We are all honest people, let alone the fragrance of this wine. But if you find a place to pour a pot, you can still smell the fragrance overnight. They say that drinking makes people brave. These sword immortal heroes who come to Emperor Wu City , can achieve such a great reputation, and it is inseparable from our wine. When you drink a pot of burning knives, your heroic spirit will rise. When you go to the city to discuss swords, you will definitely be able to use all your skills that you can't usually use. "
He has said these words thousands of times, just because he is afraid that you will not ask, but if you ask, I will make sure that you will not be able to move away after hearing this! Besides, the wine in his shop is good wine, not the second-rate stuff that has been mixed with water, or is sold at a higher price.
But there is a reason to be expensive. For these heroes who travel all over the world, a sword in their waist is worth hundreds or even thousands of taels. Who needs those two taels of silver?
If you sell it cheaply, he might not be happy!
"Old Huang, how is the wine in his shop?"
"Well, I can drink it just fine, but it's not as good as the Longyan sunken vat that the young master bought."
The young man and the sloppy old guy who couldn't hit the eight poles exchanged random questions and answers, which made the shop owner who was salivating and thinking of slapping her again and selling two more bottles of wine dumbfounded. I originally wanted to make a big deal out of it, so that the young man would willingly take out two pieces of silver from his waist, but now it seems that my joy was in vain.
This one is holding a jade fan and looks like a son of aristocratic family, and the other is picky and looks like a servant who picks up manure. How can we be related to each other?
The next moment, "Serve the wine, serve the peanuts" and a dazzling silver note put the boss in a great mood. Not only did he pick up two bottles of vintage wine from behind, but he also listened to the man who was carrying a broken wooden box. The poor old guy ordered and brought out a pinch of salt and three bowls.
The two drank three bowls together. Hey, it was the first time they met!
Bai Hu'er did not enter the wine stall, but walked to the side, pressed down his bamboo hat, and glanced at the city top filled with weapons from warriors all over the world.
Over the years, the number of people who have challenged Emperor Wu's city has been as dense as a crucian carp crossing a river, but only two of them ended up with either their lives or their weapons.
"Old Huang, don't drink like a girl this time, drink with your mouth wide open." Jingzhou saw that Old Huang filled three bowls of wine and put one of them next to his left hand, and he knew that this bowl of wine was reserved for Xu Fengnian. .
Although Xu Fengnian was in Beiliang, Lao Huang could never forget one thing: serving wine to the young master.
"Hey, since you said that, I won't be polite. I used to be poor and couldn't afford to drink. I was afraid that it would be gone soon, so I could only drink in small sips. I heard that you made a lot of noise in Qingzhou. Tell me, how can there be wine but no story?" As long as there is Qing Yi in the world, I dare you to win the world but you can't be stable. Now Jian Jiuhuang feels that there is another person who needs to be added to this sentence.
Jingzhou pointed to Hu Kui who was being fed by the blue bird outside, and said: "I went to Qingcheng Mountain and saved this guy's life. I went to Xiangfan and I originally wanted to find someone, but I killed some people."
Lao Huang became emotional when he heard the poem, and said with emotion: "What is Qingcheng Mountain like now?"
Jing Zhou said: "It's still the same bird, not much has changed, except that a few immortals died under the sword of Bai Huer's face. But the old Taoist nuns on the mountain are full of charm and can't stand the loneliness. Maybe if you follow them, I can still get two of them by cheating.”
Lao Huang said happily: "That's the reason. I also think I can deceive two of them. I left in a hurry back then, otherwise I would have to carry one back no matter what."
Thinking of Wen Hua, Jingzhou sighed and said, "In Qingzhou, I met a poor ranger who couldn't even afford a sword and could only use a wooden sword. I threw him a basic swordsmanship book." Although he is a bit stupid, he is very determined and sincere in his sword. He is a good swordsman. It is a pity that you are not here, otherwise I can inherit your legacy."
"When people are satisfied, how can all the good things happen to me? We have to give eight points to the good things, and the remaining two points must be left for others to think about. I am originally a blacksmith. I can meet the young master in this life, and I can be with you. Just drink a few jars of wine and you'll be satisfied." Old Huang heyed twice, and his hand movements were not slow. He tore off a relatively clean piece of clothing from the clothes that didn't have a few taels of cloth. He used blood as ink and pointed fingers. I started painting crookedly, from Sword One to Sword Nine, no more, no less, exactly nine paintings.
Lao Huang handed the bloodstained rag to Jingzhou, and for the first time showed a sly smile that was very similar to Xu Fengnian's, and said: "Since this good thing has happened, we can't miss it, use wood The guy with the sword is pleasing to my eye. When you meet that guy like Wen Hua who is not famous again, you can hand this job over to him for me."
"I met this boy before when I was traveling with the young master. This boy's three-legged cat skills are so damn shameful. He can't even run fast to steal a melon, and it's hard to go to the street to snatch a girl. He keeps shouting all day long to find a girl. Master, practice earth-shattering swordsmanship, then treat me to the strongest wine and eat the most fragrant meat, and then grab the unroasted sweet potatoes from me again and again. This is not okay, whose daughter can fall in love with him ? Most likely like me, he has never touched a woman in his life."
"Hahaha", Jingzhou laughed endlessly, folded the rag and put it away.
This old Huang is also silly and cute. After all, he was also a famous figure when he was young. Why didn't he know that he should go to the Land of Wind and Moon to play with the young lady and talk about the "Jade Pu Bao Sutra"? It's really not possible to kick the widow at night. Door, why is it that you are still a boy and you are so determined to hit the wall of Emperor Wu City?
After drinking a few bowls of wine, Jingzhou asked, "I heard that many people came to the Wu Family Sword Tomb this time?"
"No, these people are afraid of Wang Xianzhi, and they don't dare to take action one by one. They want to use my hand to test Wang Xianzhi's depth. Cao Changqing is a figure in this city and rented the entire Guanhai Tower. Hey , This aspect is similar to that of the young master, he is generous."
With a mouthful of peanuts and a bowl of wine, Lao Huang was full of joy. Even when he mentioned Wang Xianzhi, who made many people blush, he still had a silly smile on his face.
"I'm not afraid of your jokes. I've been running away for these years. I have nightmares every night and can't even sleep well. Now that I made up my mind to come to Emperor Wu City, I feel comfortable all over and can even sleep for an extra hour."
"After being separated from the young master for three years, I finally understood a truth. We swordsmen should not be afraid when encountering trouble. When I was young, I wanted to be famous. Wang Xianzhi was very powerful, but I was not bad, and besides, he had six As for the sword, even if it’s not for myself, I still have to earn face for the master.”
"Later I fought with Wang Xianzhi, and with only one sword strike, I knew I was no match. I was afraid of death, so I left a yellow hut and fled. For more than thirty years, I didn't dare to lift the sword stuck on the city wall. , I dare not think about Wang Xianzhi, if I am afraid that I will have inner demons, and if I use the sword again, it will not be like that. "
Lao Huang spoke in a free and easy manner, as if the Wang Xianzhi in his mouth was someone else.
The shop owner who stood aside and was ready to serve the wine was stunned for a moment. This ugly old man had fought against Wang Xianzhi more than thirty years ago? Do you even dare to call the official in green shirt by his first name?
What is the background of this old man and young man?
How come the Wu Family Sword Tomb, which is the holy place in the hearts of swordsmen in the world and contains more than 100,000 swords, sounds like a big place from the mouths of these two people?
Jingzhou picked up the bowl and bowed, but didn't say another word. He just listened to the old servant telling some past events.
Wang Xianzhi is a martial arts prodigy. He has a solid foundation and a high level of understanding. Not only does his level continue to rise, but his strength is also honed with each move. Such a freak, let alone Jian Jiuhuang, is not afraid of being Who wouldn't be afraid of Li Chungang, who dared to kill the most fearful man with one sword, or Deng Tai'a, who didn't practice swordsmanship but practiced killing? These sword-wielders?
Those who practice martial arts are afraid that Wang Xianzhi will not be embarrassed.
"After drinking this wine, it's enough!"
After finishing the last bowl of wine, Lao Huang, carrying the broken wooden box on his back, stood up and laughed twice.
He didn't enter the city, not because he was afraid, but because he was waiting for the promised drink.
In the astonishment of the boss and several drinkers, the thin figure carrying the broken wooden box flew towards Emperor Wu City.
"Sir, do you want some more wine?" the shop owner who came to his senses asked cautiously.
"No, I've had enough for today." The next moment, Jingzhou came out of the wine stall, and Hu Kui stood up from the ground. Dozens of people were so frightened that they gathered around and pointed at Hu Kui, discussing whether the giant beast was that The man on Lord Dragon's mount instinctively took a step back.
Jing Zhou pulled up the blue bird, and the two of them jumped up on Hu Kui's back. He only said, "I'll leave the car in front of the wine stall for you. I'll pick it up later." The shop owner saw the soda water flowing under the feet of the giant beast. In an instant, A road stretches towards the head of Emperor Wu City.
The drunkards who were still drinking lost their thoughts and rushed out of the wine stall one by one. Mom, this man in purple is the one who has been rumored recently. He broke more than 600 armors with a sword outside Xiangfan City. ?
This man also has a giant beast. What does it have to do with the man who controls the wind and rain on Spring God Lake?
Many people saw the waterway above them that was emitting colorful light once illuminated by the sun, and they almost had an answer in their hearts. But you looked at me, I looked at you, and each other's eyes were full of shock, doubt, and fear.
