The fight between Feng Qiao and Li in Forged Sword? Ning Ke secretly recalled some of the past records recorded in his master's sect before he traveled far away.
"It's useless to talk more. I plan to take a walk around Juzhou. First, I'll go to the inn where I stayed before to see if I can contact senior sister or Yun Nian to inquire about the situation." Lin Manliu said aloud, recalling his master's sect. Ning Ke, who was recording last year's sword-appreciation massacre at Zhujian Peak, hurriedly looked up at the boy in a short shirt who made the noise.
"I'll go with you, and I'll take care of you on the way," Ning Ke said, and then started to put on his shoes and socks.
"Well, thank you, Brother Ning." Lin Manliu nodded to her and responded. After Ning Ke was dressed neatly, the two of them left the inn together. The waiter who bought a house for Lin Manliu and Ning Ke last night seemed to have some influence on last night's frightening incident. At this time, I looked at the poor scholar next to me from time to time.
The boy looked handsome, but his clothes were a little shabby, and there was that voice last night. Could it be that the two people with strange movements... the waiter at the inn thought of something bad, and after collecting the money in a hurry, he went to help The two men led the horses and let them leave as quickly as possible.
"I'm talking about Lin Manliu. Didn't the waiter just stare at me just now? Could it be that he thought I was too good-looking?" Ning Ke held the horse with one hand and gestured with his chin in the other, and he and Lin Manliu were together. We were walking together on the official road into Juzhou City.
Lin Manliu didn't reply. He turned around and glanced at Ning Ke, who was staring at him. Then he continued to look at the road ahead and sighed.
"Lin Manliu, what do you mean by this? If it weren't for the clothes you bought that concealed my handsomeness, the streets would have been lined with women who were amazed by my appearance by now!" Ning Ke saw the young man in a short shirt just now He actually felt a little disgusted with himself and immediately spoke.
"Brother Ning's original appearance was really good-looking, and now he is naturally good-looking... There are more important things..." Lin Manliu turned his head to look at Ning Ke helplessly, and was talking in his mouth, trying to fool him, but... Seeing Ning Ke's angry face, he winked at himself a few times and glanced somewhere.
The young man in short shirt understood immediately, opened his lips slightly and stopped talking. After that, the two of them went straight to the inn where they stayed when they first entered Juzhou without saying anything.
Ever since they traveled to the inn outside the city, there have been people around the two of them monitoring their movements. In order not to cause unnecessary trouble to the innkeeper, Lin Manliu and Ning Ke, who had returned to the inn, just chose In order to buy a new rest house and place the horses, they no longer stayed in the inn and walked directly out of the inn to the streets.
"What are your plans now?" Ning Ke asked beside the young man.
"It's hard to contact Yun Nian and Senior Sister. The place ahead is where I went to the market for the first time when I came to Juzhou. Let's go to the teahouse there and see if we can find someone to ask about the matter." Lin Manliu replied and walked forward. .
Similar to the first trip, there were some iron products for sale on both sides of the streets, mostly farm tools.
However, when the boy passed an intersection, he unconsciously looked up and looked down at a shop. There was no plaque and no door.
When I first came here, there was a small wooden sign in front of the door that read "Yue Ji Zhai"
"Three words, it's a pastry shop, but now the door is closed. In just a few months, things have changed. This pastry shop should never be opened again. As soon as the two of them arrived here, At the teahouse in the alley, the waiter at the door originally saw that the two people were really shabby in their clothes, and was about to stop Lin Manliu and Ning Ke who were about to enter the building to drink tea. But when he looked carefully, the young man in a short shirt had a They all had daggers tied on their backs, and that one looked like a poor scholar from nowhere. His hair was combed in a very handsome bun, and he had a folding fan on his waist. The waiter in the teahouse instantly recognized that the relationship between the two of them was not simple, and immediately smiled. Xiang Xiang came over and said: "Two distinguished guests, please come inside. There is a gentleman in the building today. The recent affairs in the world have just begun. It's not long before you come. It's better to come early than to come by chance. Please come inside. Please come inside."
Ning Ke saw that the young man was also interested, so he put his hands directly behind his back and walked into the building in a swagger. Lin Manliu sighed again when he saw Ning Ke's appearance and followed him into the teahouse. middle.
The waiter in the teahouse looked at the poor scholar who had suddenly changed in both movements and demeanor. His eyes lit up again. He kept telling himself in his heart that today the teahouse would definitely meet an unknown person because of his discerning eyes. The young master of that family must have dressed up like this for the convenience of the entertainment market.
Thinking of this, the smile on the waiter's face became even thicker, and the subsequent guests also began to greet him with smiles.
"...Then Liu Mei picked off three people in a row with one sword, and all the disciples also used their swords to fight against the enemy. After several hard battles, they finally forced the Tu Evil Sect back for the first time. Everyone from all the sects in the world could not help but marvel at this wind. The heritage of the Snow Grand View Tower is still there, and no trace of the evil-slaughtered sect is left!" After the two of them walked into the teahouse, they heard a storyteller in the middle of the teahouse, dragging Xingmu with one hand and saying. After he finished speaking, Xingmu was there A shot before the case.
The tea guests in the audience clapped their hands and applauded, and the storyteller raised the tea bowl in his hand, took a sip to his lips, and then continued to speak.
"Are you talking about the Fengxue Grand View Tower's Sect of Enemy Slaughter?" Lin Manliu found a seat and sat down, then asked Ning Ke in a low voice across from him.
Ning Ke hummed, then grabbed the fruits on the table and threw them into his mouth. According to the storyteller, the Fengxue Grand View Tower and the Tue Evil Sect fought fiercely for several times in June. Because the local government had no right to intervene in these grievances, they had no choice but to let both sides take action outside Yuezhou City. The storyteller tried his best to say Looking at the owner Liu Mei's fighting posture, everyone in the audience kept clapping and shouting because this person in the world was the best in the world.
"Those sects in the Lingnan area, all claiming to have hundreds of years of heritage and thousands of years of foundation, were not wiped out by the evil-slaughter sect. Now only the Fengxue Grand View Tower can compete with them. It is really a joke!"
"They must be those so-called decent people from well-known families. They have enjoyed the fireworks of the market for too long and have completely forgotten their own Taoism and martial arts. If it were me, I might be better than them!"
"Isn't it? If a fight really breaks out, these people who usually show off their power are not as good as this sudden rise of the evil-slaying sect."
.....After the storyteller finished telling another story about the Fengxue Grand View Tower's successful victory over the enemy, he let out a long sigh. This time he put down the tree, picked up the tea bowl on the table with both hands, and solemnly held the tea bowl in front of him, and then After drinking it all in one gulp, coughing, he lifted the Xingmu tree and slapped it hard on the table.
Everyone in front of the stage was still discussing their opinions, but suddenly they were attracted by Mr. Storyteller. Then he said: So far in June, the Fengxue Grand View Tower and the Tu Evil Sect have fought fourteen times against the enemy. Except for the first time when the Feng Xue Grand View Tower was attacked outside the city, the other thirteen times were all defeats. In the evil gate, the thief still refused to give up. On June 23rd, the last battle came when a young boy walked out from the middle of the evil gate.
The young man was holding a broken sword in his left hand and clasping his right hand behind his back. He was walking in front of the Evil Slaughter Sect. Someone in the room exclaimed that it was Qi Xuan, the last disciple Liu Mei accepted.
I don't know what Qi Xuan said, causing Liu Mei to burst out of the wind and snow grand view tower formation, leap in front of Qi Xuan, and wave the long sword in his hand, like the wind and waves roaring, and the heavy snow flying, in order to kill this person with one blow. The rebel disciples were beheaded.
Unexpectedly, three people from the Tue Evil Sect suddenly took action together and successfully attacked Liu Mei. From this moment on, the Tue Evil Sect reversed its previous decline and drove everyone from the Fengxue Grand View Tower directly into the city. Even though Liu Mei was seriously injured, she still came out. The sword kept killing the six leaders of the Tu Evil Sect, which prevented the Tu Evil Sect from directly attacking the Fengxue Grand View Tower.
After this battle, the Fengxue Grand View Tower declined, and major factions from all over the world rushed to Yuezhou for reinforcements. Seeing that the heroes were rushing here, the Tu Evil Sect stopped entangled with the Fengxue Grand View Tower and withdrew from the city of Yuezhou without being traced.
As soon as the storyteller finished speaking, someone started to curse the traitor Qi Xuan, and then all kinds of curses spread in the teahouse.
Lin Manliu sighed when he heard this. Ning Ke saw the young man sighing and asked, "Is it possible that Brother Lin and Qi Xuan are old acquaintances?"
"It's not an old acquaintance, but if we have to say we are related, I broke the tendons in his right hand." The boy in a short shirt also grabbed some fruits and put them into his mouth.
Hearing this, Ning Ke swallowed his saliva and calmed down for a while before speaking out: "Although Brother Lin is young, his experience is really not comparable to mine."
"Do you know about the Fengxue Grand View Tower and the Slaughter of Evil Sect? Those days I was walking down the south of the mountain and lost my way, and then I met you, Brother Ning," the boy in a short shirt asked casually.
"I know a little bit about it, but there are some discrepancies with what this gentleman said. There were no big defeats, they were all miserable victories, and it seems that the Tue Evil Sect did it intentionally."
"I don't know what the meaning of what they did is...".
"I just want to crush the entire Southern Jianghu... I want to rearrange the entire Jianghu," Ning Ke replied casually, but suddenly realized that he seemed to have said something he shouldn't have said, and immediately Change your words.
Lin Manliu didn't notice anything strange about Ning Ke. He kept thinking about the first battle between the old liar and himself at the Fengxue Grand View Tower before the trip. I don't know where he got the news. The whole battle was better than his own. Every time I learn something more detailed, more real, and more like a disaster.
"As Brother Ning has seen, where will the Evil Slaughter Sect appear next?" Lin Manliu turned to look at Ning Ke and asked.
"Now that we are unable to destroy the Fengxue Grand View Tower, masters from Jianghu sects from all over the world have gathered in Yuezhou. We must take the opportunity to sneak attack on a Jianghu sect and catch them off guard," Ning Ke said in response.
In response to Ning Ke's answer, the young man in a short shirt began to think about where he would go if he were the Evil Slayer... Seeing that Lin Manliu was thinking, Ning Ke stopped talking and started to pick up the melons on the table. The fruit was swinging randomly on the table.
At this moment, someone suddenly rushed into the teahouse, panting heavily. Before he could finish breathing, he shouted: "Yangfenggu, Yangfenggu has taken refuge in the Tue evil sect! It's in chaos, it's in chaos... This world is in chaos..." Things are going to change."
Lin Manliu and Ning Ke, who were thinking, turned to look at the man who rushed into the teahouse. He kept repeating the words he just said. He quickly stepped forward and handed the tea to someone. Let that person elaborate.
After saying that the man in Yangfeng Valley had taken refuge in the Tu Evil Sect, he drank all the tea that was handed to him and then moistened his throat. The storyteller on the stage naturally heard his words and actually walked off the stage directly. , walked towards the man and waited for him to speak.
While everyone was waiting for the man to speak, Ning Ke and Lin Manliu were still sitting at the table unmoved.
"In today's world, if you know something faster than others, you will take a few more steps than others," Ning Ke sighed and said.
"Brother Ning's words, if that person's words are half true or half false, or more false than true, it does not mean that the listener will not hear the truth," Lin Manliu said in response.
"Those who listen to idle books in teahouses need to care about whether things are true or false, or whether they are true or false. As long as they listen more than others and what they listen to is more interesting than others, they will go farther than others," Ning Ke said with a helpless smile. Make a sound.
Lin Manliu nodded after a while, with a look of worry on his face. Under the urging of the people in the teahouse, the man enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by stars and walked to the stage in the middle of the teahouse. The storyteller who was originally standing on the stage was now standing on the stage. Under the stage, a pen and paper was brought from the side to record what the man said.
The man imitated the previous storyteller's appearance, straightened his clothes, raised his sleeves with his hands, and raised his head straight up. He opened his mouth and was about to speak aloud, but suddenly his head tilted, as if he was not satisfied with his whole beginning, and lowered his head. He looked at the table and his eyes lit up when he saw Xing Muzhi.
The man grabbed Xingmu, and then slapped the table. After hearing the noise, the man was finally satisfied with his opening. He put his hands into his sleeves again, coughed and said: That butcher At the end of last month, the evil sect suddenly appeared in the Yangfeng Valley area of Qianzhou. People who saw it thought that it was Yangfeng Valley that suffered this time, but they didn't know that the owner of Yangfeng Valley, Ling Xun, actually brought A group of disciples from Yangfeng Valley came out of the valley to greet them, and directly welcomed the members of the Slaughter Evil Sect into the valley.
It is said that when Ling Xun welcomed people into the valley, his face was full of spring breeze, as if he had rejuvenated, and he was younger than before.
Then he announced to the outside world that the entire Yangfeng Valley will now belong to the Tu Evil Sect, and together with the Tu Evil Sect, they will eradicate the harm of martial arts in Jianghu. The news has just reached Juzhou today. As soon as I heard about it today, I came to the teahouse to talk to all my brothers. Let’s take a moment so that brothers can talk to others over the wine table in the future.
Caiyan could only say a few words, and everyone in the audience didn't understand it, so they started to applaud. The storyteller who was recording with pen and paper on the side saw the brush in his hand quivering, as if he was writing something that would be handed down from generation to generation. After the man on the stage stopped speaking, he was still writing furiously, as if the man was still talking. generally.
In the few words the man said on the stage, in the storyteller's writing, how Ling Xun came out of the valley to speak in a low voice to the Tu Evil Sect, how he compromised and allowed the Tu Evil Sect to retain the old site of the mountain gate, and what the Tu Evil Sect did, were all described. It was like the storyteller personally visited the Yangfeng Valley at that time.
After a long time, the storyteller stopped writing, and finally wrote a sentence at the end of the recording paper: The book cannot describe the martial arts, and the painting cannot describe the world.
