Compared with the tension of Huashan, the people of Xitang, a thousand-year-old water town in the south, live a peaceful life of fishing songs and evening singing. Every section of the street here, every old house, every beam and column, every piece of cornice, and even the dark blue stone moss in the corner of the wall, especially the waterside promenade by the winding river, all condense endless stories.

Xitang at night is by no means quiet and tranquil, the strings of bright red lanterns picked out by the people of Hefang are enchanting, the colorful flags and banners fluttering everywhere are dashing, and the goods of a small shop are dazzling......

There are many lanes in Xitang, criss-crossed, and the thick and thin like the warp and weft weave mysterious. The narrow one can only accommodate one person to walk by, and the wide one can accommodate several people in parallel. Many lanes connect the modern and the ancient, nostalgic for the ancient at one end, and longing for the other end, which cannot be experienced elsewhere.

Walking through the unique narrow streets and alleys, counting the gray stone slabs, guessing the past, extending the tentacles along the roots of the old walls, floating a series of fantasies, in the drunken mind, or fresh, or blurred.

Standing at the mouth of the most famous stone skin lane in Xitang, the mottled old high wall and the pale sky of the first line, the strange thing is that people do not feel narrow and depressed at all.

In the depths of the alley, the shallow small door, babbling suddenly opened, the eyes lit up, the mansion was hidden deeply, inside the Qiankun, and a fashionably dressed long-haired beauty walked out behind the small door.

The dim light in the alley shone on the face of the woman who suddenly opened the small door and walked out, this long-haired woman was beautiful but her face was cold, and there was a faint trace of murderous aura between her eyebrows.

At this time, shouldn't she be in Huashan? People who practice martial arts all over the world want to witness the battle between the two innate invincible powerhouses on the top of Huashan on the night of the full moon tonight.

Qu Ling is an ancient martial artist, and he is an ancient martial artist who has absorbed the incomparable innate true qi of Nangong Chu's body. The effect of innate true qi is huge, not only slowly changing her physique, but also making her cultivation rise in a straight line like a rocket.

To this day, Qu Ling's ancient martial arts cultivation has reached the realm of the fifth-order ancient martial arts. Doesn't she want to witness a battle for the ages?

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In early spring, it had just rained in Xitang, and the road surface was a little damp, cold and quiet. After nightfall, the people in the alley are still in and out, the doors are wide open, the men are smoking bags, and the women are washing by the river. Opposite the door is the famous promenade of smoke and rain.

There were a few young men playing cards on the side of the street, and there was obviously not only one pair of thick stacks of pokers, and they were listening to them shouting from time to time, playing a game of poker called "tractor".

A small shop on the left sells printed blue cloth clothes. On the right, there is an old fishing tackle shop and an agricultural machinery shop, and there is a man eating in the shop, with gray walls and a black face, but suddenly he hears the mobile phone ringing, and the eating man wipes his mouth, and then takes out his mobile phone and talks loudly.

In a small shop surrounded by water on both sides sits a young man with a face as sharp as a knife. It is said that he is young because of his appearance and clothing, but the young man's face is full of vicissitudes, but he is like an old man who has been rolling in the red dust for decades to see through the world.

There are only a few diners in the restaurant, and it seems that although the environment here is good, the business is not very good. When the order was made, it was the owner who came in person, it was a man, and he was actually very good-looking.

The young man didn't look at the menu either, and asked the owner to recommend it. As a result, when he recommended one, the young man said "yes", and he recommended another one, and the young man said "yes" again. After a table like this, the young man asked for steamed pork with lotus leaves, stewed wonton pot with old duck, rotten meat wrapped in rotten clothes, stinky tofu, fried snails, pickled vegetables in Xitang and so on.

The owner of this small shop is really good at doing business, and this table full of dishes is enough for two or three more people, so how can the young man finish eating?

At the end, the owner served another bottle of Jiashan rice wine. The young man didn't know whether he was playing stupid or couldn't see the innkeeper's intentions, and his face was as calm as a frozen lake, and no one else could tell what he was thinking.

The young man poured himself a drink, the rice wine was mild at first, and then the drink was mellow and rich, and the red lanterns had already been hung on both sides of the riverbank, and the river was illuminated red, and the boats that supported it in the river were dyed red.

This poetic and picturesque scenery of the south of the Yangtze River is really not drunk and everyone is drunk. But the young man went glass after glass, and there was not a trace of drunkenness until the bottle bottomed out.

An hour later, the young man came out of the small shop, stepped on the bluestone road, and walked along, as if he did not know where he was going or what he was going to do, and the young man's eyes were blank.

"Ah...... What are you going to do...... Let go of me, I'm going home......" Just as the silver-haired young man was forking into a small alley, there was a panicked cry from a girl in front of him.

"What are you doing in such a hurry to go home so early, why don't you go to have a drink with your buddies first, and then everyone will go together...... Haha......" Then there was a burst of wanton laughter, mixed with a few low chuckles.

"That is, in the future, you only need to follow our Brother Long and ensure that you will eat and drink spicy food for the rest of your life......"

As the young man approached, the three thugs blocked a woman in a small alley, and flirted with the woman in a flirtatious manner. The young man frowned, it was really a bad sight for such a thing to happen in this simple Jiangnan water town.

"Hey, if you know each other, get out of here, don't stop Lao Tzu from doing things. At this time, the three thugs had already seen the young man coming over, and immediately shouted at the young man arrogantly.

The young man had also seen the girl's appearance clearly, but seeing that she was graceful and slender, her skin was white and jade, and although she looked panicked at the moment, she did not hide her beauty, no wonder she was targeted by these gangsters.

The alley was so big, the cold young man snorted, and still walked slowly towards the four thugs, without the slightest intention of stopping.

"You're deaf, get out of here while your grandfather is not angry, or I'll abolish you." Seeing that the young man who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, instead of turning away, he walked straight towards them, and one of the three thugs immediately shouted.

The young man still didn't make a sound, as if he didn't hear the shouting of the exploding head, and walked over without stopping.

"Ya, don't be ashamed, die. A bare-chested thug with a green dragon tattooed on his arm rushed forward and punched the young man in the face.

In the girl's exclamation, there was a snap, and the young man's face made intimate contact with the gangster's fist, and unexpectedly, the shirtless thug punched the young man in the face.