July 21st, Jiangzhou City, Yingyue Inn.
"Shopkeeper, one upper room."
Chang Sheng stood in the inn and called to the shopkeeper. His clear voice attracted the attention of everyone in the inn.
The four big men sitting in the corner were in the mood for drinking when they were interrupted by someone. Their eyes widened and they looked at Chang Sheng fiercely.
"What's the noise about?"
Chang An stood in front of Chang Sheng and stepped forward with a gentle step. The four big men felt waves of air rushing towards them. Even though they were as strong as them, they were forced to take two steps back.
Chang An said apologetically
"Guys, my roommate is not sensible, please forgive me."
The four big men were sweating coldly and laughed hurriedly.
"What, it's our brothers who are rude."
After saying that, he stepped back again, and the people watching the excitement chatted in low voices.
"These four Yanzhou brothers are really weak. They always run into trouble wherever they go. It's just that when did such a young grandmaster appear in the world?"
The shopkeeper came up.
"Sir, our hotel's Tianzi room is fully booked."
Chang An said
"Shopkeeper, your business here is quite good."
The shopkeeper said
"Nowhere, Jiangnan has been very lively recently, and even the small shops have benefited from it."
Chang An handed a piece of silver to the shopkeeper.
"May I ask the shopkeeper if you have a guest who has booked a room here for more than two months."
The shopkeeper took the money and smiled happily.
"Yes, there are not only one, but there are two others. One lives in Room Tianzi No. 3 and has booked a guest room for two months, and the other lives in Room Tianzi No. 5 and has booked a guest room for three months. These two said It was strange. The person in Tianzi No. 3 room left not long after he booked the room, but did not check out. He said he would come back in two months. The person in Tianzi No. 5 room left the room all day long. , once he went out, he wouldn’t come back for several days, no, after the last time he went out, I didn’t see him for almost two months.”
Chang An handed another ingot of silver to the shopkeeper and said
"Shopkeeper, I don't know where the guest in Tianzi Room 4 is. I would like to discuss it with him to see if we can make it easier."
The shopkeeper suddenly looked strange and pouted towards the corner of the inn.
"Well, those four men just now are the guests staying in Room No. 4 of Tianzi."
Chang An's expression also became strange. He walked up to the four big men with ill intentions and patted one of them on the shoulder.
"Brother, let's discuss something."
The four big men looked at each other and looked at Chang An nervously. No matter how they looked at Chang An, they all felt that this boy had bad intentions.
"What do you want to do."
The shopkeeper shook his head.
"Oh, I'm going to break a few tables again."
Unexpectedly, after a while, the four Yanzhou brothers and Chang An started talking and laughing.
"Brother Chang, we four brothers respect you. You are a well-known man. If you have something to do, just give me your orders. There is nothing we can't do."
Chang An looked at them with satisfaction and said lightly
"Well, the four brothers in Yanzhou are so heroic. Chang has also admired their names for a long time. I would like to thank these four heroes here."
With that said, the four Yanzhou brothers left the inn with smiles on their faces and said to the shopkeeper
"Shopkeeper, we will give our guest room to this brother, and there is no need to refund it. The extra money will be used as the rent for this little brother."
The shopkeeper looked at Chang An with a blank expression. Seeing the shopkeeper's expression, Chang An smiled and said
"Shopkeeper, please take us to Room 4 of Tianzi now."
Chang Sheng asked confusedly
"Brother, why did they give us the room?"
Chang On Road
"Just give me enough money."
While they were talking, the waiter had already led them to the door of Tianzi No. 4 room.
"Sir, this is Room No. 4, Tianzi."
Chang An handed the waiter a piece of broken silver, and the waiter thanked him and left.
As soon as he entered the guest room, Chang An said to Chang Sheng
"Sanliang, don't run around in the house. Brother, go and come back."
With that said, Chang An opened the window, jumped lightly, and with skill, jumped to the guest room next door, Tianzi No. 5.
The room was empty, and the objects were placed neatly. Chang An looked at the table, which was covered with a thick layer of dust. Indeed, no one had come in for a while.
Chang An walked to the bed and opened the pillow and quilt, but found nothing. Just when he was about to put the pillow back, he found a mark on the wooden bedside.
Chang An looked at the mark and frowned slightly. He opened the cabinet in the house. There were several pieces of clothing in the cabinet. He opened the clothes and found a few simple pictures carved with a knife on the wooden board behind the clothes.
Looking carefully, these paintings seem to depict a farmer watering his crops. There is a man in the painting carrying water from the river and then irrigating the crops on the bank.
Chang An's eyes narrowed slightly. He was about to close the cabinet when he found a painting on the back of the cabinet door. It was a courtyard.
Chang An said to himself
"What exactly did you find?"
In the evening, the waiter knocked on the door.
"Your Majesty, I'm here to bring you some food and wine."
Chang An called him in. When the waiter came in, he placed the food and wine and handed the waiter a piece of broken silver.
When the waiter saw this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
"Sir, you are too polite."
Chang An said
"Do you know when the room reserved by the guest in Emperor's Room 3 will expire?"
The waiter thought for a while and said
"It's just been the past two days. The guest officer hasn't come back. I guess if he doesn't come back in the past two days, the rent money he left won't be enough."
Chang An asked
"Do you know who came first between the guests in Room 3 and Room 5?"
The waiter thought about it again.
"The guest in Room 3, but he didn't come for two days, and the guest in Room 5 also came. But strangely enough, the guest in Room 3 always wore a bamboo hat and looked like he didn't want to be seen. "
Chang An nodded, thinking to himself that Lin Lin really came here first and then went to Jiajiazhuang.
The waiter suddenly thought of something and said:
"Sir, I also remembered one thing. Just a few days after the two guests moved in, another girl came."
Chang An frowned.
"girl?"
"Yes, the girl asked the same questions as you, guest officer, and also asked for room No. 4. Later, for a while, the girl and the guest in room No. 5 went out together, and they seemed to be very familiar with each other. , and, I always feel..."
Chang An asked
"What does it feel like?"
The waiter said hesitantly
"It feels like the girl and the guest in room three also know each other, although they seem to be trying their best to pretend they don't know each other."
Chang An chuckled, handed over another ingot of silver, and said doubtfully
"Oh? Why did you say that."
The waiter was naturally happy when he saw Yinzi, and he knew everything right away.
"It's not that the villain is so powerful. In this profession, you can't meet more than a hundred people on any given day. Apart from other things, I still feel a little confident when looking at people. The way they look at each other, I At first glance, you can tell that they are not strangers, the look in their eyes clearly shows that they are two very familiar old friends."
Chang An's expression changed.
"Do you still remember what that girl looks like?"
The waiter recalled
"The girl looked about ten years old, with two ponytails, and she looked quite cute. However, the girl left after staying here for only a few days. Oh yes, the guest in Room 5 went out for the last time. He just left with that girl."
Chang An narrowed his eyes, thought to himself, and then smiled slightly. Now, things made sense.
………………
On July 23, outside Jiangzhou City, at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.
In a small wine shop, a large number of people from all walks of life were resting. Lian Congyun's eyes were venomous as he stared at the coffin bearer not far away with his eyes closed under the tree, with sneers on his lips.
The coffin bearer had been staying here for several days and still had no intention of leaving. He seemed to be waiting for someone.
The rest of the people in the arena were a little tired. They had followed the coffin bearer for so long and traveled so long that they were already physically and mentally exhausted. The swordsman sitting aside, Ye Siqing, carefully wiped the iron knife in his hand.
"Even the village master, Ji Gu master, and the brothers have been waiting for such a long time. Can you please tell me when we will take action?"
Others also echoed
"Yes, Leader Lian, this old man has been sitting here for several days. Could it be that the blessed place of heaven and earth is right here in Qingcheng Mountain?"
Ji Rufeng's eyes hesitated. At this point, he was no longer sure what the coffin bearer was going to do.
"Master Lian, why did the coffin carrier stop?"
Lian Congyun shook his head.
"I don't know either. There is no record in the legend that the coffin bearer will stop at a certain place. However, the coffin on the coffin bearer's shoulders has never been put down, which shows that he has not reached the destination yet."
The coffin bearer sat under the tree, and he could hear the conversations these people had along the way, but he remained indifferent.
A gust of autumn wind blew by, withered yellow leaves falling to the ground. The sun gradually set in the west, and the sunset illuminated the official road in the distance.
Two figures appeared at the end of the official road, gradually approaching Qingcheng Mountain.
After about a stick of incense, the two figures became clearer and clearer, a man and a woman. The girl had twin ponytails and a delicate face. The man was dressed in an old tiger skin, which did not look like a Central Plains person.
It was Mo Bei and Chu Xia.
A few days after leaving Zhumen, they returned to Qingcheng Mountain again.
At this time, the coffin bearer who had not moved for several days suddenly stood up slowly. Behind him, in the wine shop, even Cong Yun and others looked at the coffin bearer and Mo Bei.
"Who is this?"
Lian Congyun looked at Mo Bei seriously.
"Old tiger skin, wielding a sword, and at such a young age, it can only be him."
Ji Rufeng had a sharp eye and could see through Mo Bei at a glance.
"Mobei."
Everyone exclaimed that it was him, the legendary young grandmaster.
Lian Congyun said
"Now there's something good to watch."
Ji Rufeng narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Don't you think he is the one waiting for the coffin?"
Lian Congyun suddenly realized
"So it turns out that he can make the coffin bearer wait for so long. But why should the coffin bearer wait for him?"
Ji Rufeng spread her hands.
"how could I know."
The autumn wind whistled towards the official road carrying a heavy death breath. The coffin bearer slowly walked to the center of the official road and blocked the way of Mo Bei and Chu Xia.
Mo Bei stopped and looked at the coffin bearer quietly.
The coffin bearer's tattered trousers fluttered in the wind, and his lifeless eyes wavered for the first time. For the first time since he entered the world, he opened his mouth.
"You Mansion invites you to enter the coffin and walk on the road to immortality."
Mo Bei's tone was indifferent
"Why."
The coffin bearer replied without emotion.
"You are qualified."
The reason is simple, because he is qualified and that is enough.
Chuxia stood behind Mobei, pulled the corner of Mobei's clothes, and whispered
"The whole world is staring at this coffin bearer, but he is waiting for you. Would you like to go with him? He might really be immortal, and I might also be able to feel happy by then."
Mo Bei's expression remained indifferent, he pointed at the coffin on the shoulders of the coffin bearer and said
"The so-called "walking in the coffin of Youfu" refers to it."
The pallbearer nodded.
"If you have any concerns, I will help you clear them up."
Mo Bei nodded and asked
"How to live forever."
The pallbearer replied
"Step into the realm of gods."
Mo Bei sneered
"What does it have to do with this coffin?"
The pallbearer replied
"Those who enter the coffin can inherit the mantle of the Sword God."
The words stirred up a thousand waves, and Mo Bei's expression suddenly changed.
"The mantle of the Sword God. Even if I inherit the mantle of the Sword God, how can I guarantee that I will definitely step into the realm of gods?"
"Because for thousands of years, you are the only one qualified."
The answer is still the same, simple and crude.
Mo Bei said in a deep voice
"So, the rumors in the world that this coffin can transport people to heaven and earth for eternal life are all rumors?"
The pallbearer shook his head.
"It's a rumor that You Mansion does not have the ability to make people live forever."
Mo Bei asked again
"Who entered this coffin thousands of years ago?"
The coffin bearer calmly spoke out two shocking names.
"Liu Yidao, Jia Wu."
Chuxia took a breath of cold air. Did the two people in these legends actually inherit the mantle of the so-called sword god and step into the realm of gods?
"If you have no problem, please be buried in the coffin."
The coffin bearer said coldly.
A cold light flashed in Mo Bei's eyes
"What if I don't want to go?"
Before he finished speaking, the coffin bearer's eyes were full of death, his tattered sleeves were fluttering in the wind, and a massive amount of internal energy enveloped him, forming a physical barrier visible to the naked eye, impacting the eyes of others.
In the distance, Lian Congyun and others were dumbfounded, looking at the almost substantial internal force barrier outside the coffin bearer, with cold sweat breaking out like a waterfall.
Ji Rufeng said tremblingly
"Impossible, this is impossible, this is almost beyond the barrier of the Grand Master. How can there be such a terrifying person in this world."
Chuxia looked at the coffin bearer in fear.
"Mobei, let's run away."
Mo Bei drew out the long sword in his hand and did not respond to the first blow.
The cold sword chant was his best response.
He has never been afraid of death, let alone running away, so at this moment he just wants to fight heartily.
He laughed, his laughter unabashedly murderous.
"I'm here to kill you!"
"Bring me the wine!"
He shouted loudly at the people in the tavern in the distance. His rich voice shocked everyone in the tavern, and no one dared to move.
"I'll drink with you!"
In the distance, a light black shadow appeared at an extremely fast speed. In just a few breaths, a masked man in black clothes appeared in the wine shop.
"Boss, here are three bowls of the best daughter's red!"
Everyone is confused, why are there three big bowls?
The masked man in black brought a bowl of wine and drank heavily.
"Ha, good wine!"
The masked man picked up the wine and jumped up high, holding it like a dragonfly touching water, leaving no trace on the snow. His body was as light as a gauze covering the bright moon. The black belt around his waist rippled like ripples on the water, and his body looked like it was stained with ink. The brush draws a beautiful line in the air.
When he landed, the wine in the bowl was not touched at all. He handed the wine to Mo Bei, and his hearty laughter resounded throughout the world.
"please!"
Mo Bei laughed, took the wine and drank heavily. The remaining wine dripped from the corners of his mouth and dripped onto his open chest, arousing blood in his heart.
When the masked man saw this, he laughed again
"Hahahaha, he is really a good guy."
Looking at the coffin bearer, he said
"I, Jia Li, am here to kill you!"
But I saw him turning around and laughing towards the wine shop behind him.
"Hahaha, the last bowl is for you!"
While everyone was at a loss, another voice pierced the sky.
"Hahaha, I'm late!"
The long sword flew into the air, and another young man in brocade jumped out of the way and jumped into everyone's sight.
He picked up the last bowl of wine and took a swig. Halfway through the drink, the young man roared, raised the sword in his hand, and poured the remaining half of the bowl of wine onto the sword. On the blade, the wine spread everywhere, and a burning fighting spirit splashed out. !
"I, Chang An, am here to kill you!"
The young man is full of passion and passion, and his passion spreads all over the world.
