The twenty-seventh day of the winter month is auspicious.
God of Wealth: Southeast; God of Fortune: Due South.
Suitable for: breaking ground, receiving blessings, bathing,
Taboo: Burial, coffin removal.
early morning.
In the city of Luoyang, it has been snowing for a long time but is beginning to clear up.
The sun has shone on this street, and the icicles under the eaves have begun to melt. The smaller icicles have begun to break and fall to the ground. There is still snow on the ground. A few children who were playing in the street picked up the smaller icicles, put them in their mouths, sipped them, and ran away.
It has been bitterly cold for a long time. Except for a few children who are not afraid of the cold playing, there are almost no pedestrians on the street, and not even a few shops on both sides are open for business.
There are quite a few people inside Yipinju.
Although Yipinju is not the biggest and best restaurant in the city, it is the one with the best business. Because here, there are all kinds of snacks from all over the world, so you don’t have to waste time looking for them on the street. There are almost every dish you can think of with a name, and there are even some you can’t think of. The most important thing is that any kind of wine you want is available here, and it will never be mixed with water.
It would be strange if the business of such a restaurant is not good.
The owner of Yipinju is Mr. Hu Ba. It would be even more strange if the business of Mr. Hu Ba's restaurant is not good.
So other stores are not doing business yet, and Yipinju already has a lot of customers. But today's customers are different. They seem to be people from the world. Of course, people from the world are different from ordinary people, at least ordinary people. He won't carry weapons.
There are three floors in Yipinju. There are twelve tables on the first floor. Ordinary ordinary people and passing merchants sit at these tables. After eating, they continue on their way. No one goes to the second floor. They have to feed their families and have to keep going. On the way. It seems that not many people can stop. Also because the second floor is a private dining room, where dignitaries and gentlemen drink tea and chat.
The third floor is the inn. The New Year is approaching, and there must be no one who still wants to stay in this inn. Even if there are, they are probably just homeless wanderers.
Mr. Hu Ba was sitting in the largest and most comfortable seat on the second floor. The tea on the table was the most authentic West Lake Longjing. It was given to him by his disciples and grandchildren. Every year, some people used the earliest batch of West Lake Longjing. The tea set was delivered by fast horse. It was made from the best official kiln. It was obviously made by a famous master. Even the water for making tea was mountain spring water just taken from Xiaoxiong Ling ten miles away. It is said that Xiaoxiong Ling’s Longjing from the West Lake has the best taste when soaked in the mountain spring. Mr. Hu Ba took a sip of tea with satisfaction and slowly chewed a tea leaf.
He is entitled to enjoy these. He has worked hard for these. It has been forty years since he debuted at the age of eighteen, and he has fought more than two hundred times. Every year on his birthday, when he drinks to the fullest, he will take off his clothes to show off to others. The "records" on his body include more than forty wounds, large and small, and wounds left by various weapons, especially in the battle of Taihang Mountain, where he fought fiercely with the Taihang Seven Tigers for a day and a night, and wiped out all seven tigers. Although he was "laughed by the second child" "Tianhu" Peng Da fiercely cut off the little finger and ring finger of his right hand, but he didn't care at all.
Although he was seriously injured and lay there for three months. But he felt that this was the most glorious achievement in his life. It was not a shame to lose two fingers, or even a whole hand, because Peng Dameng was really big and fierce. It was said that he had won the Peng family The true inheritance of the Five Tigers' Door-Severing Sword. Moreover, two fingers exchanged Peng Dameng's life, which was quite a bargain.
Mr. Hu Ba now placed his right hand with only three fingers on the mahogany table in front of him. All three fingers were wearing rings. The thumb was wearing an emerald jade ring, and the index finger and middle finger were wearing rings. Two gemstone rings, one red and one green. It seems that such a hand can no longer hold a knife. Fortunately, he no longer needs to hold a knife.
This is his territory, even this street and most of the properties in this city already belong to him.
This morning, he has ordered the entire street to be under martial law. No one is allowed to enter without his order. If one person comes in, one pair of feet will be cut off. If two people come in, both pairs of feet will be cut off.
The children who were fighting on the street have been pulled back into the house by the adults. No one is walking around on the street, not even a wild dog, not even dead or alive.
Mr. Hu Ba is sitting in a mink fur coat. His waist is still straight, his hair has not yet turned white, and his voice is still very powerful: "Is everyone here?"
Behind Mr. Hu Ba stood two people, two young men in their twenties, two identical young men.
With the same clothes, the same weapons, and the same appearance, these two people are actually twin brothers.
The two men were dressed in white as snow, with broad shoulders and thin waists. Their clothes were tailored to fit, their fingers were long and strong, and their nails were trimmed short and clean. Such hands were suitable for holding swords.
It just so happened that both of them used swords.
The scabbard is made of authentic crocodile skin, and the sword is inlaid with valuable rubies. The sword must be of extraordinary quality.
The sword is on the waist. The difference is that the person on the right has the sword on the left, while the person on the left has the sword on the right. If the sword is on the right, obviously you have to use your left hand to pull the sword faster. It is said that people in the world can use their left hand. There are not many swords.
It is said that these two brothers have a double-sword sword technique that is extremely powerful.
In fact, they are already famous.
The Nangong family has always been extremely wealthy, but it has begun to decline in this generation. It is said that the owner of this generation, Nangong Yu, has no intention of doing business, and suddenly became obsessed with alchemy when he was forty. It happens that alchemy is a very expensive thing. But a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse, and the Nangong family will not be reduced to being the servants of Mr. Hu Ba. It was all because Nangong Yu and Mr. Hu Ba had always been on good terms, and half a year ago he sent his two brothers to help Mr. Hu Ba do a big thing.
The left-handed swordsman Nangong He is the eldest, and the second eldest is Nangong Xun. They are the famous "Xunhe Dual Swords" in the world recently. Even the drunk Taoist priests in Wudang said that in the world today, there are no more than five people who can catch his two brothers using the Flying Crane Sword Technique together.
Nangong He bowed and said: "Back to the Eighth Master, everyone has arrived. Liu Yunfei, the Bashan swordsman, Wei Toutuo from Nanhai, Granny Jin from Longxi, Black Widow from Miao Jiang in Yunnan, and Tang Qingqing from Tangmen in Sichuan are all on the second floor. Waiting in the lobby, except for the master thief Sikong Zhaiyue." He paused and said, "He seems to be drunk."
Nangong Xundao: "This guy was the first one to come in. As soon as he came in, he asked the waiter to serve wine, and he had to serve the best daughter's wine. Someone came to report before that he had drank two or three jars of the best daughter's wine. , Master Ba, what use is there for such a drunkard?"
Mr. Hu Ba smiled and said: "Everyone has his own use. In the past, there was a master thief in the world called Sikong Zhaixing. His qinggong was so high that he was unparalleled in the world. As long as he liked something, others could not keep it even if they wanted to. Hey, the drunkard you mentioned dares to be called the best thief in the world, so of course it should not be underestimated. You must know that a person's name may be wrong, but his nickname is never wrong."
Nangong Xundao: "Yes, I have remembered it." But he seemed to disagree in his heart.
There are eight tables in the lobby on the second floor, but only six people.
There was a table for each person, no one spoke, and they seemed to not know each other.
Sikong Zhaiyue was leaning on the table. The clothes he wore were gorgeous and expensive. It could be seen that they were made by Tailor Zhang of Jinxiufang in the capital. Only Tailor Zhang could make clothes of this kind of material. But it seemed as if it had never been taken off or washed since it was worn on Sikong Zhaiyue. He leaned on the table, his speech was no longer clear, and he shouted intermittently: "Where is the wine, bring the wine, I want good wine, good wine... "Everyone else looked at him with disgust. Only Tang Qingqing was looking out the window, wondering what he was thinking.
Mr. Hu Ba finally walked in, followed by Nangong brothers, one on the left and one on the right.
