Since he is the owner of Bafang Street whose background is quite mysterious and unpredictable, not to mention the corner of Bafang Street, even if it is about the big and small things in Xuanhua City, if anyone is willing to find out clearly, where did the owner of Xuanhua City go to Goulan in the past two days? In the small building, after drinking tea soup of a certain price, calling out several waiters, and so on, you can all check the bottom of the leak. It is like a thousand spider silk webs, trapping all the rumors and news around you, and it is not surprising at all. Leak, solid porcelain, tight and not exposed. Of course, it is impossible to guess whether this strong spider web can extend outside Xuanhua City and how many miles it can bounce out of the wall, even if we are in the street lord's house and have been following the street lord for nearly ten years.
As for the young man surnamed Yun who came from nowhere, the owner of Bafang Street spent nearly half a year spying on the entire Bafang Street, and even used all the people inside and outside Xuanhua City, but he never investigated. The origin of this young man riding a green ox was just to check the time of year. I accidentally heard someone say that he seemed to have seen this young man in Dachuan, called Zouyun, two hundred miles outside Xuanhua City. He was still bare-handed and without any weapons. The sword was nothing but a green bull that was moving very slowly.
There is always no shortage of masters in the street, but in Baiqiong Tower there are four masters who are hard to find. Especially for their skills with guns and sticks, they have already become famous in the world. They have traveled all over the world for more than ten years, and they are rarely sought after by their opponents. After a defeat, the worldly master who was already too high-minded and usually neglected to take action, met such a young man who usually only knew how to spend money and drink. These four masters in Baiqiong Tower unexpectedly I also know what the word convergence is. The saying that Wen Wu is the best and Wu Wu is not second is nothing new. Just like in the winter snow season every year, there are always two dead leaves on the branches that are shaking, but they are not as expected. They will keep shaking until the next spring. Although it is a cliché, it is not People talk about their mistakes.
Those who can sit calmly on the shop floor and help others in Bafang Street have already become famous in this world and stand out among the crowd. Of course, their ambition must be higher than that dangerous peak called walking clouds. Those who can teach the warriors in the street to lower their heads and calm down. Of course he is not an ordinary person despite his sharpness. Even though he looks like he has a fair face, he is lazy and has no sword hanging on his waist, he must be much more capable than others, so he can gain a foothold in this dangerous street.
The dusk is getting darker, and the shadows on the wall are flowing with ink.
In the sky above Bafang Street, there are birds passing by, and bats are covered by the clouds, which makes the surroundings even more quiet. The bustle and bustle in the daytime has faded away. After all, spending a lot of money on the Baiqiong Tower cannot withstand the weakness. The young master, who was weak and weak, slowly walked out. Behind him were the warblers and swallows. Most of them came forward and made their hair fall on the young master's cheek. They couldn't force it to stay, but of course they had to greet him easily. This made the young master look at him twice more when he came here next time.
The roof of Baiqiong Tower was filled with mist. The women named Qiao Lan and Ting Lan walked out of the bathing room together. They looked at each other in silence. They both walked to the window lattice and looked at the young man. Eyes, expressions are complex.
The street owner stood up, walked to the door of the mansion, knelt down, and fiddled with the five ghosts and fortune signs that he had spent countless amounts of money to obtain from a gentleman who knew Feng Shui. Five ghosts were sitting firmly among them, happily holding their long whips and pointing towards them. Another kid in ragged clothes looked at him, joking, mocking, arrogant and wanton, with different expressions.
The kid in tattered clothes was pushing a millstone in his hand, with only muscles left on his body. There was a stack of paper money in front of him. Perhaps because of the fine carving, it was clearly carved in stone. The stack of paper money could be clearly distinguished, even as the dusk deepened. You can also see clearly the season.
Four people walked outside, all with strong figures. However, after walking steadily, the leader stepped forward and knocked on the door, then stood in the corridor and waited.
"You can make ghosts grind mills and make reason come to you, so people who regard dung as dung are really rare." The Bafang Street owner, who was only about thirty years old, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, shook his head, and walked into the main hall.
The young man went back home and tied up the green bull, but he did not forget to offer some green grass balls to the bad-tempered master. After all, although the green bull's movements were much slower than before, he had been drunk from time to time recently. Naturally, he has to be well served. A while ago, he just forgot to feed him some freshly picked grass one day. This green cow, which seemed to be moving slowly and leisurely, left the boy in the middle of the street until someone patrolled the street to light up the lanterns at night. During the patrol period, I discovered that the young man was sleeping on the street and snoring loudly.
After walking step by step from the back of Nangong Mountain, Yun Zhong finally realized that he was here, with a rather reluctant green cow beside him. Seeing that the young man had woken up, he almost lifted up the cow. Hoof, trampling the former's forehead into the mountain.
Even if he didn't know where this place was and what boundary it was in, Yun Zhong could only walk step by step, but he didn't want to end up in Bafang Street by some chance. Even if he was idle every day, at the end of the month he would get money. , was actually several times heavier than when he was in the capital, which made Yun Zhong, who was already a little worried about how to make money, feel at a loss for a moment, so he gave up some money for food, clothing and drinking. He simply dispersed the money, which aroused the suspicion of the people in Bafang Street. Most of them said that the young hero was generous and generous, and his kind thoughts were commendable. However, many people looked at the young man and wanted to ridicule him. , but because he was afraid that Yunzhong had rescued the owner of Bafang Street, who was very wealthy and had a high position, he didn't dare to provoke him.
Yun Zhong is well aware of all these things.
The young man once talked about the beast that turned into a green bull for no reason during the unoccupied season, and was very moved. When he first entered the martial arts world, most of the time he just focused on saving his own life, or just like a fish returning to the sea to practice sword practice. , As for worldly matters, I never thought about them. It was not until I put down my sword that I realized that around me, many trivial things that were worth thinking about seemed to be slowly emerging. Baiqiong Tower, Ying Ying Yan Yan, the expressions of everyone in Bafang Street were pointing at each other. In the eyes of the drunken young man, his eyes were clearly blurred by drunkenness, but he could see clearly, and he could probably see all kinds of people's thoughts.
But even now, Yun Zhong has not figured out where he is in Bafang Street and Xuanhua City. Looking at the eaves of the houses, they are not much different from those in Yizhang Shangqi. But every time I asked the merchants traveling in the city, they didn't know where Yizhang was, and they didn't even know about the Three Kingdoms on the West Road that the young man said. They all thought it was drunken talk, so they didn't respond in a good mood.
And the reason why he has been drunk all day long after breaking into Xuanhua City is because the yellow dragon in his wrist, although it has left Yan Jiaqing's hand and looks much more well-behaved, still often controls the young man's mind, such as when he is on the street. During the season, the orioles and swallows in Baiqiong Tower often watched the young man riding a bull across the street. Huanglong was secretly at work, almost forcibly changing the young man's temperament and behavior. Time and time again, the young man could hardly suppress his mood and entered the Baiqiong Tower. In the building, if he had not been restrained by drinks, I am afraid that he would have become a guest in the flower room, and it would be difficult to rest every day.
It wasn't until that time that Yun Zhong knew that Yan Jiaqing, who had a very poor alcohol capacity, drank two bottles of wine every day. When he got so drunk that he couldn't clear his mind, what was the reason? If it has not been filled in properly, even if Qiuhu wakes up, it may not be able to fill the gap. Huanglong will naturally become his support when walking here. At least the sword energy cannot be freely sent and received according to the heart. With the help of Huanglong's magical inner energy, the Linglong can also be used. After showing off the boxing moves taught by his old master, he was able to rescue the Bafang Street owner from the siege a few months ago.
"I know that you, Lao Niu, are not extraordinary creatures, and you can probably speak human words. You might as well tell me what you are thinking. Master used his supernatural power to send you and me to this world. What is your purpose? Is it to repair the meridians completely, or to nourish the Dantian? Recover, or do you think you can break into the three realms while you are here?"
Yunzhong knelt down and smiled at the green cow.
The mansion is very spacious, but the young man insists on not inviting any servants. Just like when he was in the Huchao Pavilion, the young man was the only one sitting alone in the Huchao Pavilion, either practicing or practicing swordsmanship. , but now I no longer practice swordsmanship. In the wealthy mansion, there is only the cool breeze coming in late.
"When I think about the time when I am on Nangong Mountain, apart from the sea of clouds, the most beautiful thing is when the sun sets and the red clouds gradually appear. The tops of the mountains are swaying like broken jade with vermilion. It always seems like The halo on the upper layer is fluttering and not very real. At that time, I really wanted to step into the three realms quickly, step on the sword myself, get closer to see whether the leaves on the tips are real or not, and break through the dream sky perception on my own. , But now it is not the case. There are really pearls and jade hanging on the treetops in Bafang Street. On the contrary, they are difficult to move in the wind, and they have lost their lightness, so they no longer want to catch them."
"Perhaps people are not immune to the vulgarity. They know that most of the things in front of them are real, so they can't help but think wildly. They always feel that the things in front of them are not real, but they want to touch them. It's like a mirror, a flower in the water, a moon in the water, and it will be scattered when you catch it."
The young man lowered his eyes and sat on the ground leaning against the screen, his knees slightly bent.
Even Qingniu probably knows that every time the boy lowers his eyelids, he probably thinks of the girl who often wears a red and pink skirt, and thinks about it. But if the boy really sees that girl in her body, In front of me, I may not know what to say.
Since the man who is very understanding of human nature knows this, how could Yun Zhong not know it yet? He just looks out at the street and picks up a lantern. Among them, the most unscrupulous candlelight can also look down upon ordinary people. After a load of firewood, Yun Zhong looked sad again.
Originally there was nothing, so how could it be stained with dust?
So a very haggard young man, still drunk, punched the treetops covered with rubble and numerous lanterns, causing the strong wind to tremble and shake up countless broken leaves.
Ps. I misremembered the time and forgot to update, so I got up and made up for it, so there are two chapters today~
