Chapter 535: Sword Qi Hanging on the Shoulder

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"Today's bet seems to be the winner."

Snowflakes were flying outside the building, carrying the wind and bringing the cold, which was the most unbearable.

Yun Zhong raised his head to look at the livid face of the shopkeeper across from him, and asked curiously, "Supposedly, no one of the eight families in Nanli would commit such acts of bullying men and women in Nanli, but since they are in Yizhang territory, , then there is absolutely no such logic. The shopkeeper is also angry, why didn't he invite someone to see the official earlier?"

The head shopkeeper just watched the waiter dressed as a man being pushed and forced out by several people. After a long time, he slumped down on the chair and seemed to take the time to answer slowly without raising his head.

"Back in the days when the covenant did not exist, in the Yizhang territory, there was no chance for the eight families from Nanli to come and dominate. However, as the situation changed, this covenant saved the people from years of war. At least it was I have forgotten a little about the bitterness of the war, but what followed was peace in the world. Even if it was the Yizhang government, how could they dare to touch the big shots from the eight families in South Li."

"Whether it's war or peace, it's not the people who suffer in the end," the shopkeeper smiled bitterly, his face that was originally square and straight now looked much bleaker, "Officials from various places were originally there to control it, but now high-ranking nobles from other places still come here to show off their power. Blessing is just like the mountains on my shoulders, stacked one above another. I am just the shopkeeper of an ordinary inn. I usually pride myself on being kind-hearted, but when it comes to this critical moment, I can't bear to leave this inn where I have spent half my life."

"It makes sense," Yun Zhong drank the wine in the pot and suddenly smiled brightly, "Don't say it anymore now that you can. You know many things by yourself and don't need to talk to others, even if it seems to be just an ordinary Jianghu. Guests may also cause a lot of trouble."

"If you can invite people who are born with needs to come to the inn, you can be considered a kind-hearted person. As for other things, just leave it to others to do."

The young man collected the scattered silver coins and ordered the waiter, who also had a gloomy look, to fill the gourd with Li Yangchun. He shook the gourd and said to the middle-aged shopkeeper, "One gourd of wine and a waiter, this business is not a loss. But if the store owner hadn't had this kindness, I'm afraid most of this building would be destroyed today, and I certainly wouldn't take it into consideration."

"Good deeds will be rewarded with good deeds, and evil deeds will be punished by evil deeds. Most of the time, it's not God who doesn't open his eyes, but the time has not come yet."

It wasn't until the boy and the girl rode one by one in the direction of the young master's carriage tent that the shopkeeper thought of something and hurriedly took two steps to go out, only to find that the two riders were already far away, and the horses' hooves splashed countless numbers. Finely broken snow light.

The waiter was puzzled. He came up and didn't understand the conversation between the two of them. But now he had no choice but to ask half-heartedly and half-questions.

"Those two young heroes, do they really have this ability? The family members of the eight families above have terrifying backgrounds. The five men brought here seem to be skilled martial arts practitioners. One of them looks familiar. It seems that I saw him in a notice two or three years ago. He has a very bad reputation. Although the young hero's conversation sounds extraordinary, he may not be able to get any benefits."

"So what if you don't believe it." The shopkeeper shook his head and looked steadily at the remaining half of Li Yangchun in front of him. His eyes were slightly up and down for some reason, "But I feel that the heroes who are doing chivalry and righteousness in the world should say this, and they should With such heroic spirit, a gourd of beautiful spring in exchange for an innocent life is indeed a very cost-effective business."

Even the shopkeeper himself couldn't figure out why he was so convinced that this ordinary and handsome young man could really save his waiter's life. It was probably because of the wine in the gourd or the brightness in the young man's eyebrows. Let's look at it again. Among the two horses, the young man was carrying a very disproportionately long and narrow sword case. Although the horses were jolting up and down, he felt at ease for some reason.

Thirty miles out of the city, the originally well-maintained houses and buildings in the city turned into ruins for some reason, with dilapidated roof tiles, dead vines, and crows scattered all around. It was no longer the wealthy scene in the city just now, and there were only a few pedestrians. , almost the entire street and alley are filled with such dilapidated scenes, stretching all the way to the north with no end in sight.

The flying snow fell here one after another, unable to stop. Instead, it chased the faint crow, leaving some traces on the broken walls and tiles. The rest was covered with heavy ice hanging around the house, and there was no trace of it. The meaning of being upright and self-possessed is like the ghosts and monsters hiding in winter when no one is around.

"Why is this city so wealthy? Rumor has it that the place is rich in iron and stone for making swords, hoes and shovels. Almost all the copper and iron in most of Yizhang's territory came from here. Therefore, everyone in the city is wealthy and is obviously an ordinary citizen. Look. But here comes the silk-tailored person, complete with the jade sachet." As the cart in front arrived at this place, Yun Zhong did not increase the whip, but deliberately restrained the leg of the rammer, keeping it several miles away, and was not in a hurry. Stepping forward made the hairy guy under the seat become even more anxious. He almost lost his temper over and over again and stepped forward. It took a lot of effort to persuade him.

Wen Yu, who was riding beside him, also had a calm expression, but he always held the reins with one hand and tapped his fingers with his left hand. He was a little surprised when he heard this, and turned around to ask, "If this is the case, this place shouldn't be so desolate. Look at the surrounding houses. At the beginning, The layout is also very particular. In just three to five miles of corridor, you can see more than a dozen three-entry mansions. Although they are dilapidated, they should have been a very wealthy place at the beginning, so why are they abandoned?"

Yun Zhong just shook his head at this, saying that he didn't know what he was talking about. He had asked several business people here one after another, and they all seemed to be deliberately avoiding the taboo.

After walking along this long street for twenty miles, Wen Yu suddenly frowned, turned sideways and glanced at Yunzhong, immediately loosened the reins, clamped the horse's belly tightly, and no longer wanted to restrain his legs, almost in an instant, He had already jumped several feet away and headed straight towards the car tent in front.

Wen Yu pointed at the Dharma door, and there was a posture hidden in it. Even though he was several miles away, he could still use his inner energy to detect the scene ahead. He barely examined the scene in front of him.

At this moment, in the car tent in front, the handsome man in fine clothes raised his cup, which was filled with steam. However, he didn't want to drink it all by himself. Instead, he grabbed the disheveled woman's throat and wanted to pour all the boiling wine into her mouth.

Feng Changdu was the most ruthless man. Over the years, he had accumulated countless evil reputations in Nanli. However, due to his father's overwhelming power under the Feng family in Nanli, no one dared to provoke him. He was always fond of beauty and used various means to Many girls from good families were kidnapped, but they could only play with them for a few days before they became bored. The handsome waiter dressed as a man whom I met now, although he could not speak or hear, looked quite agreeable. He was only thirty or forty miles away, and he could not hold back his thoughts.

Unexpectedly, all the years of drinking and debauchery have eroded the foundation. Even though he is just an ordinary woman in front of him, she does not have much strength, and even if she refuses to fight to the death, Feng Changdu is still tired to the point of sweating on his forehead, panting, and spending half a stick of incense. This situation is still something he has never achieved before. After getting what he wanted, he was so angry that he picked up the wine that had been boiled over charcoal fire in the car tent and poured it into the woman's mouth.

But in just a moment, the entire cart tent made of pig iron actually flew into the air and hit the broken wall on the roadside. The precious utensils and handles and charcoal fire and boiling wine were all turbulent and spilled, and it happened to land on Feng Changdu. The top of his face was so hot that the latter screamed in agony.

Almost at the same time, the five strong men around the carriage tent felt something. The leader suddenly dismounted from his horse and held the carriage tent weighing a thousand kilograms with both hands. The veins on his forehead bulged, and his feet cracked the ancient stone road. Reluctantly, he still clamped the entire carriage tightly, which prevented it from crashing through the broken wall and injuring the people in the carriage tent.

"Don't stand still in the same place. There will definitely be a sneak attack by capable people who know the formations from behind. Avoid the areas with broken houses and low walls to avoid being restrained. Choose an open place to deal with it." The rough man roared, and then he actually The car tent was raised an inch high and placed next to the broken wall. He immediately took out the long knife from his waist and looked around.

The remaining four people were not mediocre people. They all had weapons in their hands, turned their horses' heads, looked at the distance, and rode away with snowflakes all over the road.

As early as the time when they became the minions of the Feng family, these few people were good at robbing families and homes. In just two or three years, Yizhang gained a lot of notoriety. The government repeatedly pursued them, but failed. In the end, these few people People are still carefree and relaxed, and they have not restrained themselves at all.

Yun Zhong urged the horse, and the bastard had not kicked off his hooves for many days and started running. Now he finally waited for the opportunity, stepped on the ground with his hind hooves, leaped several feet away in one step, and suddenly hit the black horse under Wen Yu's seat. The deer shook it off and ran straight forward. Before the young man could turn around and draw the sword from his waist, he was already approaching the four people a hundred paces ahead. It seemed like tigers and wolves had endured hunger and cold in the early winter and had been confined in cages for several months. Now we can see the mountains and forests, and the strong wind and rain seem to be rushing forward.

When the thought comes, it is most sudden and makes no sense.

The young man was lying on the saddle bridge, and his swords crossed with those of the four people. He passed by in a flash, and blood sprayed up two feet.

There was blood looming on the ribs of the four people, but the young man did not stop. He tightened the rein, turned the horse's head around his crotch, and then came back. When the sword was drawn, there were only two sonorous sounds, but there was no injury on his body.

There was a sword here, and the water flowed around the ditch. It already showed an advantage. Now it was fully deployed, and it was slashed three or two times under the armpits and chests of several people. The wind was flying and the lightning was turning, and the antelopes hung their horns.

It wasn't until the young man and the four of them crossed each other that the black deer finally arrived. Wen Yu looked at the young man with some anger, but found that the latter's face was full of joy at this time. When the two horses were crossing their necks, they caught him and tied him to the waist. The gourd in the room filled the mouth with still warm wine.

"It is often said that people are most magnanimous when cutting peach blossoms. Now I understand the truth. But cutting peach blossoms may not necessarily cut off a person's head. No matter how steady the sword is, just like a gentleman, he needs to have the killing intent to soar into the sky."

Yun Zhong got off his horse and headed towards the four riders, standing next to an old dilapidated wall.

It is clear that the west wind is light under the wall.

The sword has not yet come out of the body, but the hem of his sleeves is rising without wind.

Hundreds of wisps of sword energy are like rootless water, all hanging on the shoulders.