For two consecutive days, Qiao Lan walked out of Baiqiong Tower when the sky was still dark, and returned from the temple when it was time to light the lanterns.
The same thing is that the woman is always dressed in gauze, with a calm face, followed by a lean man and a short-built man. The difference is that except for Zhu Kuai in front on the first day, Gao Yong and Qiao Lan walked side by side, but for the next two days, Qiao Lan was alone in front. The two men walked behind, especially Gao Yong, who said nothing and looked sad.
However, while going out today, Qiao Lan met a rare visitor.
Before it was bright, a green bull slowly crossed the street, wagging its head and tail, and carrying a drunk young man in black on its back.
Perhaps because he smelled the scent of incense carried in the long wind, the young man raised his head with half-open eyes and nodded reluctantly, but then he thought of something. He then took out a letter from his arms and handed it to the suspicious Qiao Lan. On the way, Xuan even smiled slightly as a courtesy, and drove the green ox away. The two of them had only met each other eight or nine floors apart. Qiao Lan only knew that this young man's surname was Yun, and that he was probably a very skilled martial artist. Ever since they entered Bafang Street, everyone in the street had to give the young man a few permissions. In terms of face, Rao has always been a high-minded and arrogant patrolman on Bafang Street. When he saw this young man, he had to be extremely respectful. As for the other things, he didn't know anything about it.
The young man always just smiled at the women in the building and never said a word. Most of them just nodded slightly to show their respect, but then made no move. He continued to lie on the back of the green bull peacefully, and then left in a daze.
"Young hero, do you dare to ask who sent this letter, and whether it is for the little girl?" Still unable to resist his suspicion, Qiao Lan frowned slightly and asked tentatively.
The young man raised his head with great effort and looked Qiao Lan up and down. For a moment, he felt very embarrassed. He quickly moved his eyes away and smiled sheepishly, "I went to work outside Xuanhua City two days ago. I left in a hurry and came back in a hurry. I really forgot to ask the man who the book was given to, but considering his age, it seems that there are only three or five figures in this whole Baiqiong Building. Maybe it is for the girl. If not, then it is okay. It doesn’t need to be troublesome, just ask the girl to take it to Baiqiong Tower, and someone will come to pick it up."
While they were talking, Zhu Kuai and Gao Yong also walked up to Qing Niu, their expressions slightly stagnant.
Others may not know the depth of this young man, but the two of them are well aware of the young man's ability in front of them. There are only four masters in Baiqiong Tower. They come from all over the world, and their skills and moves are different. But no matter who they were, they had all competed with this young man, and no one could survive the scene of burning incense. Even Zhu Kuai, who was regarded by others as extremely skillful, seemed to have never gained even the slightest point, and had to compete with the young man. After that, I talked less and practiced boxing more frequently.
When Yun Zhong first came to Bafang Street, he knew that the warriors and Jianghu among them were very dissatisfied. Therefore, there were certainly many people who came to discuss and even pick fights. However, the young man always invited only one person to enter the competition, and the outcome was always the same. Different from other people's clear words. At first, many people in Bafang Street were blaming each other, saying that there was something fishy in 80% of the boy's courtyard, and most of his methods of winning were very disgraceful. However, after two months, no one came to the boy's house to stir up trouble. There is no one who has ever gone back for a second time, and everyone who sees this young man has it.
Their faces were gloomy, but they never showed any resentment.
"Young Master Yun is a rare visitor. When we meet each other once in a while, we should just exchange pleasantries with each other. Unfortunately, I have important matters at hand and it is really inconvenient. Otherwise, I would have to consult with Young Master again today to relieve my worries." Zhu Kuai spoke first, staring at the extremely drunk young man. He couldn't help clenching his fists, and the momentum around him suddenly rose.
Ordinary warriors don't care about outsiders the most. As for the status and reputation of the person in front of them, as long as they feel that their skills are better than their own, they must be fiercely competitive. They don't care about anything else. They are clearly standing in Bafang Street and follow the rules. It’s cumbersome, but I’m still excited to try it.
It was Gao Yong who saw Zhu Kuai's expression, coughed twice quickly, stepped forward and clasped his fists, saying, "Long time no see, Young Master Yun. We are also working for Baiqiong Tower. This rule cannot be broken. Anyone in the building who has letters needs to I have to give it to the shopkeeper first. After all, the family has a big business and I'm afraid there will be some trouble. Therefore, even if this letter is given to Miss Qiao, it will still be handed over to the shopkeeper in the end. Please don't be embarrassed, young hero. .”
"Family letters are letters exchanged between family members. Although the shopkeeper of Baiqiong Tower is the boss of the building except those behind him, he should not be so arrogant. It is always a bit outrageous to ask others to listen." Yun Zhong drank so much today that he didn't have much energy to even raise his eyes. He squinted at the two people's different expressions and shook his head helplessly, "The man who wrote the letter was originally very disdainful. I'm sorry, but it's rare that I finally have the intention to return from my lost way. This letter has not been read by the shopkeeper, but it actually means nothing to me. I just feel that this kind of behavior is very disrespectful. You two might as well replace it. I will pass on a sentence below."
"Since we already have countless money trees on hand, we water them every day to eliminate insects, loosen the soil and add fertilizer, but we also need to let the trees see the sun. This is the way to maintain long-term stability and make the branches evergreen. If we really provoke It is not beautiful to be disobedient to the point of death."
After saying that, the young man looked at Zhu Kuai again and narrowed his eyes slightly. There was no hint of contempt at all. Instead, he seemed to be very interested. He nodded and smiled, "Brother, even if you punch intentionally, your breath is still longer than before." For many years, I have speculated on my own, and it is clear that I am very skilled and have to be superior. If I have free time, the door of my humble house is always open, and I would like to accompany my brother to live a good life. I am right to apologize to the shopkeeper of Baiqionglou today for criticizing me." Immediately, he stopped. Duo Li put his head behind Qing Niu again and walked away slowly.
Ding Dian has never been sloppy, he came leisurely and left neatly.
"Now it seems that there is something weird in that letter from home, at least there are some words that cannot be seen by others, but since it is this Yun Shaoxia who speaks a little bit and is a popular person in front of the street owner, it is not as good as this letter , just hide it from the shopkeeper first." After a long time after the young man left, Gao Yong lowered his voice and spoke to Zhu Kuai, whose expression was still cloudy and uncertain. It was difficult to make up his mind for a while.
In the final analysis, not to mention the other red-shouldered thugs in Baiqiong Tower, based on the status of these four top masters, there is no need to speak to the shopkeeper in their actions. In addition to keeping Baiqiong Tower without any trouble on weekdays, they can only listen to The poster's dispatch is considered transcendent, so after hearing the words of the young man riding the green ox, his lofty thoughts were
Telephone transfer and discuss with the man next to me. In addition to being in the arena, fighting with skilled people is the most beneficial. With such benefits in front of you, even if you know you are defeated, you will inevitably have your mind moved. It is considered the best thing in the eyes of martial arts practitioners. Something.
However, Zhu Kuai quickly returned to his original dull expression. Hearing Gao Yong's words, he lowered his eyebrows and sighed, "Since you have left the world and are making a living here, Baiqiong Tower is no different from the towering ancient tree where the hozen lives. The business of this Baiqiong Tower is always lively and worry-free. We will definitely not be short of money, and we will be able to securely establish ourselves in Bafang Street, where even such dignitaries may not be able to gain a foothold. But if this Baiqiong Tower collapses, the trees will fall and the hozens will scatter. How can a few hozens live in peace and have enough food and clothing in the end?"
"Although the young hero Yun only mentioned this matter briefly in his words, it is after all about whether there is chaos in Baiqiong Tower. There is no room for carelessness. He is just a grass insect on a rope, and everyone will suffer if it is damaged. , if it really causes trouble in the future, who can afford it?" Zhu Kuai smiled bitterly and patted Gao Yong on the shoulder for the first time, "You and I are both people who don't have much heart to go back to the world. Fortunately, there is no peace here. Worry, the Pleiades official favored him and moved to a dark place elsewhere. He might die without even knowing how he would die when his head fell to the ground. He transferred to Naihe Qiaotou and became a fool. If you want to live a lighter life, you have to do your best to hold on tight. Baiqiong Tower is a towering ancient tree.”
In fact, everyone knows the truth, but even so, Gao Yong felt a sense of frustration and frustration for no reason, and he frowned for a long time.
"From my point of view, even if there is a competition, the shopkeeper has to look at the letter. After all, that young man Yun is just a young man with excellent skills. If he wants to eat well, he has to rely on Bai Qionglou."
After saying this, the short-built man let out a long breath. Somehow, his fists suddenly released their strength, and he didn't want to say another word.
Gao Yong also hesitated for a long time, until he saw the luxurious plaque of Baiqiong Tower from a distance, and then slowly walked to Qiao Lan, who kept silent and held the family letter with red eyes. He changed his face many times and kept his words in his heart. After rolling for seven or eight times, he leaned down and said sorry to the girl. Then he took the thick letter in his hand, lowered his head and stepped into Baiqiong Tower.
The young man riding the green bull finally reached the house, but he couldn't get out of breath. On a whim, he walked towards the backyard, stumbling and swaying, and then simply lay down among the flowers and closed his eyes.
With a drunken step and a light heart, one can see the distant mountains like a beautiful woman; while the spiritual platform is swaying, one can catch a glimpse of the impermanence of the world.
It seems that someone has told me this truth a long time ago, but sometimes it is really annoying to listen to the truth. Then look at all the worldly things in front of me, the so-called truth is just talk on paper, and it is difficult to wake up from the dream.
After abandoning his sword and riding an ox, Yun Zhong always felt that his thoughts were far too scattered. Moreover, because he was suppressing Huang Long by drinking, he might not be awake for three or two hours a day and had no time to think about other things. However, he had really seen such prostitutes. Poor people don't know how to get women, but they cannot be scolded. Even if they are scolded, they will have a lot of regrets later.
The dead grass on the cliffs is unyielding, but how can we say that those dead branches and leaves that have no water to draw, no sun and moon to see, and hang their heads all day long are born without any backbone.
