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In the pouring rain, a tavern was isolated in the middle of nowhere, the low wall was almost submerged by the overturned rainwater, and the flags at the door were clinging to the flagpole, and the handwriting could not be seen clearly, only the outline of the word "wind" could be faintly seen.

Between the rain and mist, a figure in a cloak hurried in, the lower half of his body was already soaked by the rain, but his steps were not slow at all, he walked to the front of the tavern like the wind, and pushed the door in.

Stepping into the tavern, a wave of heat hits your face.

In the tavern, there were only seven or eight tables, but it was full of more than 30 people, all of whom were cold-eyed and armed with weapons.

It is very strange that there are so many different people in such a remote tavern.

And what's even stranger is that there are so many people in the tavern, but it is a quiet room, and you can hear the needle dropping.

The man in the cloth stood in the doorway, his eyes swept over the people in the room, and his eyes fixed on the four of them.

One is a sloppy old Taoist priest on the easternmost side, one is a young monk with his hands closed on the northernmost side, one is a mustache with an obscene appearance in the middle, and one is You Fanglangzhong holding the banner of "Doctor's Benevolence" in the westernmost corner.

There was a chuckle from under the robe, and someone took off the coat and threw it to the door, shouting: "Little Er, come to three bowls of noodles!"

This shout immediately attracted the attention of the whole store.

But when I saw this person, he was burly, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, his fists were as big as a fight, he was dressed in a blue indigo shirt, his cuffs and belts were pure black, his clothes were embroidered with dark blue fish scales, and his arms were tightly tied with black straps, and he was dressed neatly and neatly; looking at his face, he was about thirty years old, with a bronze complexion, thick eyebrows and big eyes, bright eyes, and a blue beard and stubble on his chin, and he was a strong man full of muscles and muscles.

"This dress is from the Dragon Sect!"

"There are also people from the Dragon Sect?"

"Tut-tut......"

Whispers were heard from the crowd.

"Is there anyone alive to gasp? I said I want three bowls of noodles!" the big man saw that there was no one to entertain, and he opened his voice and shouted.

"It's coming, it's coming!" a junior ran out of the back kitchen in a hurry and greeted him with a smile, "What kind of noodles do you want from the guest officer?"

"Three bowls of somen noodles! No meat, no vegetables!" replied the strong man.

Xiao Er raised his waist and bowed his head: "Okay, wait a minute!"

After Xiao Er retreated, the strong man swept around, and then went straight to the sloppy old table and sat down.

The sloppy old man raised his eyes and glanced at the strong man, and continued to shake his head and talk to himself.

The tavern was quiet again, and only the sound of rain could be heard outside the door.

Suddenly, several voices as crisp as golden bells came in from afar.

"Senior Sister Ganhua, why haven't you arrived at the Fengxi Tavern yet?"

"There we are, and that's what lies ahead. ”

"This is it, it looks so broken!"

"Senior Sister Ganhua, everyone's skirts are soaked......"

"Hehe, who told Xiao Zili that you are lazy and don't like to practice?"

The voice of the yellow warbler out of the valley slowly approached, and as soon as the door panel sounded, the figure of Sidao Tingting appeared at the door.

Suddenly, everyone in the tavern felt a light in their eyes.

At the door were three young women holding oil-paper umbrellas, all about seventeen or eighteen years old, all of whom looked like hibiscus and had slender figures. The three of them are dressed very similarly, wearing a silk flower skirt, a high-waisted corset, a translucent smock, a cascading skirt fluttering, above the skirt, there is a faint ethereal landscape pattern, and the side ring of the waist is decorated with a circle of begonia ribbons, and on the ribbon, wearing a red jade ring, as soon as the figure moves, there is a crisp jade sound.

A woman in the middle, the oldest, has a faint coldness in her eyebrows, the girl on the left has a pair of big eyes, and the girl on the right, who looks the youngest, has a round face, has not yet lost her baby fat, and smiles before speaking, looking very cute.

The three of them are holding a big red oil-paper umbrella, the corners of their skirts are slightly wet, and they stand gracefully, they are really out of the water hibiscus, and the beauty is picturesque.

At this moment, except for the young monk, the eyes of all the male creatures in the room were glued to the three girls.

The woman with slightly cold eyebrows in the middle looked around and raised her voice: "Little Er!"

"It's coming!" Xiao Er appeared.

"Three bowls of noodles. ”

Xiao Er was stunned: "The three girls also want - three bowls of noodles?"

"Three bowls of somen noodles, no meat and no vegetables. The woman said coldly.

Xiao Er's eyes flashed: "Okay, the three girls will be later." ”

The cold-faced woman glanced around, then led the two girls behind her straight to the young monk's table, and sat down in a floating skirt.

The young monk opened his eyes suddenly, his face couldn't help but turn red, and he jumped up and wanted to leave the table.

"This master, the so-called color is not in the eyes but in the heart, the master is an outsider, so why should he care about the color in front of him?" said the cold-faced woman expressionlessly.

The young monk paused, sat down for the second time, and continued to close his eyes and recite the scriptures, but the roots of his ears were red, as if they were ripe.

The other two girls looked at each other and grinned.

"Senior Sister Ganhua, this master must be embarrassed to see that you look like a fairy!"

"Don't be afraid, although our Senior Sister Ganhua is a little fierce, she will never eat the master's. ”

"Spirit, Zili, don't make a mistake!" the woman named Gan Hua frowned and scolded.

"Yes, Senior Sister Ganhua!" the two girls shook their heads and laughed again.

The sound of light laughter echoed through the tavern, adding a bit of brightness to the dull atmosphere.

All the guests in the tavern looked at the three women, and many of them were restless, and their eyes gradually became obscene.

Especially the mustache at the middle table, his eyes were almost glued to the thin waists of the three girls, and he drank a few sips of tea in distraught, but finally couldn't help it, jumped up and walked to the side of the three women, hugged his fists and said:

"The three beauties are so captivating, they must be the fairies of the Penglai faction. ”

The three women suddenly stopped their voices and glared at the mustache.

"Since you know that it's the aunt and grandmother of the Penglai faction, why don't you stay away?"

The big-eyed girl glanced at the mustache and said coldly.

The mustache wiped the mustache on his chin with his fingers, squinted and smiled: "In Xia Jiachuan, the people of the rivers and lakes gave the nickname of the old ghost of Montenegro, and today I was fortunate to see three Penglai fairies, which is really a blessing for three lives, I wonder if I can invite the three fairies to have a drink with Jia?"

As soon as these words came out, the old and young masters in the tavern immediately burst into laughter.

"Yes, yes, three beauties, come and sit with us. ”

"The three girls look so like flowers, why do they want to sit with a bald monk who doesn't understand the amorous scenery?"

"Why don't you come over and have a few drinks with your brother and me?"

"If you don't feel like drinking, why don't you go elsewhere to have fun? ”

"Hahahaha!"

In just a few words, the room was filled with obscene and obscene smells.

The faces of the three women sank at the same time, and the eyes of the girl named Ganhua flashed, and the palm of her hand slapped on her waist, and the begonia-colored ribbon around her waist turned into a red red light, shooting out wildly.

Just listened to the crisp sound of "Ding Ding Ding" several jade pendants, and where the red light flashed, several big men who had just spoken and flirted fell to the ground, all with blue noses and swollen faces, and a few actually vomited bloody teeth.

There was a dead silence in the tavern.

The Jianghu guests who were still swearing just now were very familiar with each other and shrunk their necks.

"The Penglai faction's Rouyun Ridge really has two brushes. A loud laugh came from the beam of the house, and it was the old ghost Jia Chuan of the Black Mountain.

But seeing that his body flipped and fell to the ground in the air, his whole body was unscathed, looking at the grinning crooked smile named Ganhua, his gaze was like a poisonous snake, licking the woman's whole body inch by inch.

Gan Hua's eyes suddenly cold, and with a shake of his arm, he was about to make a second move in an instant.

"Senior sister, you have an injury on your body! Let the ghost come!" The big-eyed girl suddenly rose up, the ribbon around her waist danced wildly like the wind, and she slashed her head and face towards Jia Chuan.

"Senior Sister Spirit, Zi Li is here to help you!" The round-faced girl stood up and flew out with a glow of light.

"Come on!" Jia Chuan sneered, pulled out a long whip from his waist with his backhand, shook it sharply, and dodged up.

Suddenly, in the tavern, the red silk was like a storm sweeping the clouds, and the black whip was like a python swimming in the water, tangled in one place, and carried up the dust in the room.

The two girls of the Ghost and Zili, dancing in red silk, swept the world wildly, and were really elegant as immortals, but once this fairy silk was stained with the ruthless black whip of the old ghost Jia Chuan of the Black Mountain, it was like a pure and flawless feather being soaked in dirty sludge, and it gradually lost its aura and became more and more stagnant.

A group of Jianghu guests in the tavern retreated on all sides, and when they saw that Jia Chuan had the upper hand, they immediately began to coax, and all kinds of foul words erupted indiscriminately.

"Oh, little lady, what a bad scenery it is!"

"That's it, come on, come on, go to bed and fight with your brother!"

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm guaranteed to make your whole body crispy!"

The countless foul words spread in the air, like invisible hidden weapons, which suddenly made the Ghost Spirit and Zi Li unstable, and the red silk under his hand immediately lost his head.

At this moment, Jia Chuan suddenly attacked, and the black whip suddenly burst out a series of snake strikes, slashing towards the face of the wraith.

"Be careful!" Gan Hua suddenly became anxious and flew up, but when he was together, his throat suddenly rolled, and a bloodshot overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, a solid-colored robe flashed from Gan Hua's side, blocking in front of the spirit, and a plain hand suddenly poked out, clutching the long whip.

The pure white monk's robe fluttered up and fell slowly, not taking away a trace of dust.

It turned out to be that handsome young monk.

Jia Chuan held the black whip, looked at the monk, and raised his eyebrows: "Plain hand Buddha clothes - I didn't expect that the famous monk Zhiguan on the rivers and lakes also moved his heart today." ”

"Amitabha! It is not easy for these three female donors to walk the rivers and lakes, why should the donors be aggressive?!" The monk let go of the black whip and folded his hands.

"It's ridiculous, a woman should be in the house waiting for a man to raise a child and sleep with her brother, and come out to show her head and walk in the rivers and lakes?

"Yes, yes, the old ghost is right!"

"Women should stay at home honestly and warm the man's bed!"

"Hahahaha!"

The crowd of rivers and lakes coaxed.

In the laughter, Gan Hua wiped the blood from his mouth without a trace, and slowly walked in front of the two junior sisters, blocking the two junior sisters behind him, his slender fingers tightly grasped the red silk around his waist, and a strong killing intent surged between his eyebrows and eyes.

Monk Zhiguan glanced at Gan Hua with kind eyes, and the pure white monk shoes took a step forward, blocking the front of the three girls.

"Grandma, a bear! I really can't listen to it anymore!" Suddenly, a loud shout shook the sky, and the strong man of the Longxing faction "banged" and slammed the case.

I heard a dying cry from the table, and then it shattered to slag.

Everyone was stunned and watched as the strong man stepped forward in two steps, pushed the monk Zhiguan aside with one palm, clenched his fists in front of his chest, and said angrily:

"Look at you one by one! The white crotch hangs the thing! The little girl's family comes to eat a bowl of noodles and fuck you/mom/fart/thing?! The mouth is full of whim-wah and cotton crotch/shit, I am panicking for you! A manly man, a bare mouth is a bullshit skill! I have the ability to make a few moves with Fang Puluo, let Grandpa Fang smash your Galaha!"

A large number of cursed words were shouted, but they didn't breathe and stumbled, and they rhymed one after another, which immediately stunned the crowd.

Hearing this, the Soul and Zi Li were red-faced, and they couldn't help but lean behind their senior sister again.

Gan Hua also looked at the big man who called himself Fang Puluo with a look of surprise.

Jia Chuan looked at the strong man and hugged his fists: "Jia really has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, presumably this is the sixteenth ranked Fang Puluo hero of the Dragon-Shaped Sect this year!"

"Since you know it's your grandfather, why don't you hurry up and roll the calf!" Fang Puluo clenched his fists.

Jia Chuan sneered: "I have heard that the dragon faction is a bachelor from top to bottom, and he doesn't marry a wife if he is less than forty, isn't it that Fang Daxia also has a crush on these three fairies and wants to taste them——"

Before he finished speaking, an iron fist rushed to Jia Chuan's eyes with a tiger roar.

Jia Chuan was suddenly shocked, but he couldn't dodge, so he could only roll over on the ground, so as to avoid the fate of his head being smashed.

But the chilling fist wind had actually cut a three-inch-long crack in the skin, and the skin was open.

"It's the Tiger Roaring Fist of the Dragon-Shaped Sect!"

"It's the first time I've seen it, it's scary!"

The crowd was stunned.

"Don't get out yet?!" Fang Puluo said with his fists and bared his teeth.

Jia Chuan got up with a green face, took two steps back, and sneered: "The Tiger Roar Fist of the Dragon Formation Sect really lives up to its reputation, it seems that as long as there are the three fairies of Fang Daxia, Master Zhiguan and Penglai Sect today, I am afraid that this 'Yuzhu Xin' will not be able to take the turn of others!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the tavern suddenly changed.

The faces of the Jianghu guests who were still gagging just now gradually sank, and they all got up and gathered around Jia Chuan's side, drew their swords and drew their swords, and stared straight at Fang Puluo, Zhiguan Monk, and Penglai Sect Ganhua, Spirit, Zili and others.

For a time, these five people became the target of everyone.

The monk turned slightly pale, Gan Hua protected the two junior sisters behind him, and the green tendons on Long Xingfang's fists burst out, and the bones clicked.

"Yuzhu letter is obtained by the world's capable people, and it is really against the morality of the rivers and lakes to bully the widow so much, I am afraid that I will not be able to accept this Yuzhu letter!"

Suddenly, a clear drink came from outside the door.

But when the door panel moved, two figures walked into the tavern from the rain, tore off the poncho, and hugged their fists at the people inside.

But when I saw these two people, they were wearing black thin-soled fast boots, wearing a dark green robe, a jade crown on their heads, and a three-foot long sword at their waists, and blue and white sword spikes hanging on the hilt.

Looking at the faces, they are all just past the year of the weak crown, the one on the left, the figure is straight, the eyebrows are flying high, the eyes are blazing, quite a young hero, the right one, the body is slightly fat, the face is honest, the eyebrows and eyes are thin, like two gaps.

As soon as the two men appeared, there was a sudden silence in the tavern.

"It's the Nine Green Sect!"

"Damn, why is Jiuqing here too?!"

"Damn, this Yuzhu letter must be a fat business!"

In the midst of everyone's low discussions, the two Jiuqing disciples did not squint, and their bodies were like pines through the crowd, standing beside Fang Puluo.

The slightly thinner disciple clenched his fist at everyone and raised his voice: "Everyone, the Yuzhu letter has not yet been issued, and no one knows what the request is, why do you want to kill each other here, and let some people who are indiscriminate take advantage of the loopholes!"

As he spoke, the young man looked straight at Jia Chuan.

Jia Chuan's face sank.

"Yes, yes, they are all friends from the rivers and lakes, why bother hurting the harmony? The so-called friends from afar are very happy, everyone has a fate to gather here today, you might as well sit down to drink tea, eat meat, it is also a good thing!" The chubby young man said with a simple smile.

A group of Jianghu guests, you look at me, I look at you, and the murderous aura on his face gradually weakened a little.

"Okay! That's right!" Jia Chuan applauded and laughed, "Presumably these two are Jiuqing Shuangbi, Ye Yingzhao and Zhonghua Fang, two young heroes, they are really young and handsome, talented, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality...... But—"

Jia Chuan suddenly narrowed his eyes and said fiercely: "What kind of thing are you Jiuqing faction? Why do you point fingers at this arrogant appearance? Do you still think that the Jiuqing faction is the Jiuqing when there were no Yousan people alive 50 years ago -- the Jiuqing with unparalleled swordsmanship and respect in the rivers and lakes?

As soon as Jia Chuan's words came out, everyone in the tavern immediately burst into laughter.

"The old ghost is right!"

"What is the Nine Youths Sect now?!"

"There is a huge Nine Youth Sect, and there is actually no one who can make his own peerless Three Xuan Fengtian!"

"Oh, no, at least the head will!"

"Hey, that old guy from Xuanmu Feng really doesn't know! It's a shame to say it, it's a shame for the head of the Jiuqing Sect for more than ten generations!"

"Eh, didn't you say that the apprentice of the Heavenly Demon Lone Star would use it without Yousan Ren? Wouldn't it be nice to let him be the head of the house? At least not as shameful as the current head of the house!"

"Hey, don't mention it, that apprentice who has no Yousan people, what is Yin Tianqing's, he is a beast that is not as good as a beast, he raped and killed his master and nephew, was expelled from Jiuqing by his martial arts, and now he doesn't know which mass grave he died in!"

"Tsk, what am I talking about, the Jiuqing faction, it has always been a bunch of well-dressed beasts and dignified things, and they can't be on the stage!hahahaha!"

In the midst of the ridicule and laughter, the two disciples of the Nine Youth Sect turned blue and black, and suddenly, the thin disciple suddenly drew his sword and shouted:

"A bunch of small people, today I, Ye Yingzhao, will let you see what the Jiuqing Sword Technique is!"

As he spoke, the sword light in his hand turned into a bolt of lightning and swept out.

"Senior brother, I'll help you!" the slightly chubby Jiuqing disciple shouted, his long sword unsheathed, and he rushed into the crowd.

"Grandma is a bear, I can't lose to a boy with no hair!" Fang Puluo shouted and rushed into the scuffle.

Not to be outdone, the Jianghu guests here rushed up.

"His uncle, I've seen that the faces of these nine factions are not pleasing to the eye for a long time!"

"Brothers, give it to me!"

"Let's take a look at the nine major factions today, this Jianghu is not their own thing of the nine major factions!"

"Yes, he killed his grandmother!"

In the midst of a scuffle, Penglai Ganhua, the Underworld, and Zili protected each other back to back, and the begonia-colored ribbons in their hands flung out wildly, and the red light was shocking; Long Xingfang Puluo fist carried the tiger roar, and everywhere he went, people turned over on their backs, breaking bones and flesh; Jiuqing Shuangbi and two swords were one, the sword light was cold, and the blood was soaring; the monk wandered in the crowd, a pair of plain hands grabbed the attacking sword from time to time, and the "sins and sins" in his mouth did not stop.

In the midst of the chaos, there are a few people who are very different.

One was the scruffy old Taoist priest, who—well, was hiding under the table at this time, shivering.

The other is the doctor who is squatting in the corner, desperately covering himself with his flag.

The other is Jia Chuan, when the crowd was fighting, he himself slowly retreated to the door, looking at the battle circle with a sneer, his eyes flashing.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, ......kill,

"Eh, I'll go, I finally have a place to shelter from the rain!"

Suddenly, a bright voice approached from outside the door, and then the door was kicked open with a thud.

Jia Chuan, who was standing behind the door, was caught off guard, and was slapped on the back of the head by the door panel, and he threw himself on the ground.

"Oh, I'm sorry dude, I didn't see it!"

A person rushed in with the rain, apologized and helped Jia Chuan up, and then turned back and shouted: "Clerical student, corpse brother, hurry up!"

This voice was so loud that it shook the entire tavern.

The people who were fighting couldn't help but froze and looked at the door in a daze.

But I saw a person standing at the door with his back to everyone, dressed in a heavy robe, waving vigorously to the door.

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, two other figures dressed in robes appeared beside him, one like a wind blowing, and the other like a ghost.

The tavern slowly fell silent, and all eyes were on the three men.

But when he saw that the man in the middle pulled off his coat and stretched out on the spot, he took a long breath, stared at the house, and was suddenly shocked: ", what's the situation?"

And everyone in the tavern was shocked at the same time.

This person is dressed in a heroic purple brocade robe, stepping on purple satin painted gold feather boots, wearing a golden silk nanmu hairpin on his head, a pair of thumbs with black and white jade wrenches, and a gold and jade waist chain with agate gold and blood.

Looking at the face, the light eyebrows are swept flat, the facial features are ordinary, only a pair of three white eyes are very fierce, and the scorching exudes a gangster.

There is a word that can be expressed: rich and noble, full of gangsterism.

Which nouveau riche is not going to die is in the wrong place, right?!

The crowd twitched.

"Brother Hao, you really picked a good place to shelter from the rain......"

A warm voice came from under the cloak beside him.

The purple-clothed young man twitched his face and laughed dryly: "It's okay, it's okay, the rivers and lakes, it's a common thing to fight and kill, it doesn't matter!"

"Alas......" The warm voice let out a soft sigh, and the robe slipped off, revealing a slender figure under the robe.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

The blue shirt is as green as bamboo, the green jade abacus on the waist is green and dewy, the long eyebrows are like daisies, the face is like a crown of jade, the nose bone is delicate, the thin lips are pink, a pair of fawn eyes are black and white, watery as if he can speak, a beautiful and beautiful jade.

Everyone's eyes invariably looked back at the three Penglai fairies in the center of the battle circle.

Then I was surprised to find that this son's beauty was actually on par with these three fairies!

Oh my God, what kind of world is this!

"That's it, but it's okay to rest and go. ”

A hoarse voice sounded, and the third man took off his coat.

A figure as straight as a sword appeared in front of everyone without warning.

Suddenly, everything is quiet, the splendor is full of brilliance, and everything is eclipsed.

Everyone was stupid, their breathing stagnated, their heartbeats disappeared.

The stone blue middle coat fell to the ground, the water-colored belt was tightly tied to the narrow waist, and the pale blue coat faded out of the two cloud sleeves, as if a faint layer of water mist lingered around the body.

Wearing a three-foot Qingfeng sword at his waist, the scabbard is simple, the carving is exquisite, and the scabbard is faintly oozing cold sword intent.

Hair is like ink, face is like jade, eyebrows are flying, eyelashes are like fans, eyes are clear springs, pupils are cold stars, clear appearance, the appearance of immortals, such as the frost moon and Gaohua, people can't force their eyes.

Countless "clicks" are endless, and I don't know how many people have dislocated their jaws.

"There's a vacancy over there!" the three-white-eyed purple-clothed young man stepped on his feet and immediately shouted happily.

The green-clothed man sighed lightly, and the green-shirted swordsman stepped forward: "Arthur, follow me." ”

With that, the group of three walked straight into the battle circle.

The green-shirted swordsman walked at the front, with a piercing sword aura and an immortal posture.

Everyone in the battle circle was stunned and watched this immortal-like swordsman slowly walk in front of them, but they were still sluggish, and the three souls and seven spirits had long since flown to that Java country.

The green-shirted swordsman walked in front of the seven swordsmen besieging Jiuqing Shuangbi, and bowed slightly: "Tired." ”

The seven swordsmen hurriedly put away their knives and stepped aside.

The second disciple of Jiuqing held a long sword in his hand, stunned.

The green-shirted swordsman walked forward again, walked in front of the nameless swordsman who was besieging the three girls in Penglai, and used his slender fingers to open the tip of the sword: "Be careful." ”

"Ah, yes, yes!" several swordsmen immediately put away their swords and bowed their heads to the side.

The ghost spirit and the purple pear immediately took a few steps back with red faces, and Gan Hua also looked at the green-shirted swordsman with a stunned face and slightly red cheeks.

"Master Lao gives way. The green-shirted swordsman walked slowly in front of the monk Zhiguan, and his voice was low.

The seven or eight small minions of the rivers and lakes who besieged the Zhiguan monk immediately retreated to the side, and the Zhiguan monk glanced at the immortal posture of the person in front of him, and immediately lowered his head and closed his eyes, his hands trembled slightly, and he chanted "Amitabha Buddha".

When he walked to Fang Puluo's side, Fang Puluo immediately blushed, and with one punch he hammered aside the two boys who had beaten him half stupidly, and he took two steps back to make way.

Moving forward, it's the same.

Everywhere they went, everyone immediately avoided putting away their weapons, for fear that one would accidentally surprise the immortal and cut the immortal's feather coat.

The green-shirted swordsman led the two behind him, all the way to the innermost table in the tavern, and the three of them sat down.

You Fanglang, who was hiding under the flag at the same table, was a fierce spirit, and almost jumped up.

"This doctor, let's just sit down for a while!" said the young man in purple.

You Fanglangzhong nodded again and again while wiping his sweat.

"Little Er, come to three bowls of noodles!" the young man in purple shouted again.

"Come, come!" shopkeeper poked his head out of the kitchen, glanced at a large pile of stiff battle circles outside, and walked over against the wall, staring at the green-shirted swordsman stupidly.

"Ahem!" the boy in Biyi coughed lightly.

The shopkeeper returned to his senses: "Three guest officers, what do you want?"

"Three bowls of somen noodles, no meat, no ......vegetables," the young man in purple said with a gloomy face.

As soon as this sentence came out, the atmosphere in the tavern suddenly changed greatly.

Everyone looked at each other, but they were all silent, no one said anything, they could only look at the little second answer, and ran back to the kitchen.

"Brother Hao, it doesn't seem like you're asking for the right ......" The man in green, that is, Wen Jingmo, swept the expressions of everyone and said in a low voice.

"What's wrong? Now the three of us are so poor that we can only afford to eat boiled noodles in plain water!" Hao Sesan, a young man in purple, stared at Wen Jingmo with white eyes, and his face twitched.

"Ahem, Arthur, Qianzhu was also unexpected...... "Corpse Tianqing sighed lightly.

Hao Se took a long breath, and rested his chin on the table: "I thought that the silver tickets given to us by Senior Meng were enough for us to squander for a while, but I didn't want those silver tickets to be the silver tickets of ten years ago, who would have expected that in the past ten years, inflation has been so strong, and thousands of taels of silver tickets have actually shrunk to dozens of taels...... The sky has no eyes!"

Wen Jingmo held his forehead, and the corpse Tianqing also had a sad face.

Between the three of them, the rest of the people in the tavern still maintained their appearance just now, stupidly looking at the corpse Tianqing, motionless.

"Huh?" Hao Se raised his head and looked at everyone, "Why are you all standing, let's all sit, how tired it is to stand!"

"Yes, yes, sit, sit!"

"Everybody sit, all sit!"

A group of people stared directly at the corpse Tianqing and sat back in their places.

Suddenly, only the two Jiuqing disciples in the room stood alone in place, looking stunned.

Corpse Tianqing raised his eyes and glanced at Jiuqing's two disciples, and his eyes narrowed: "Arthur, can you ......?"

"No!" Hao Se glanced at, "Lao Tzu is not happy!"

Corpse Tianqing paused, and then looked at Wen Jingmo: "Qianzhu-"

Wen Jingmo smiled lightly: "Xiaosheng can't get used to that clothes." ”

Corpse Tianqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes lowered slightly, and he was silent.

For some reason, everyone in the room suddenly felt that their hearts were grabbed by something, and they were uncomfortably tight.

Hao Se and Wen Jingmo glanced at each other, one began to grab his hair, and the other began to pinch his eyebrows.

"Alright, alright!" Hao Se's eyebrows and eyes furrowed, and he beckoned to the two Jiuqing disciples, "Hey, you two, there is still a place here, come and sit." ”

This shout seemed to wake everyone up from a sweet dream, and everyone was surprised.

Jiuqing and the others were even more flattered, hurriedly walked to the table, hugged their fists and said, "Thank you three - heroes." ”

"Don't dare to be. "Hao Se is yin and yang.

"Hehe......" Wen Jingmo chuckled silently.

Only Corpse Tianqing and Yan Yuese looked at the two of them: "Sit down." ”

"Thank you!" Ye Yingzhao and Zhong Huafang hurriedly sat down beside the doctor You Fang, bowing their heads in silence, but the corners of their eyes were faintly red.

The tavern was quiet again.

"Cough, please forgive Jia's clumsiness, I can't call the names of the three heroes, I don't know which master the three are?"

Jia Chuan walked quickly to Hao Se's table and asked, clenching his fists.

Hao Se swept Jia Chuan around with three white eyes, but turned his head to look at Wen Jingmo: "Wensheng, which one is the goods with misplaced facial features?"

Wen Jingmo said slowly: "The roe head rat eyes, the flamboyant tongue, and the whipping method are third-rate, presumably Jia Chuan, the first ugly ghost in the rivers and lakes who is notorious all over the country." ”

"Poof!" the Ghost and Zi Li burst out laughing.

Long Xingfang Puluo began to laugh sullenly.

"Ugly ghost! image!, so vivid!" Hauser applauded.

Jia Chuan's face twitched faintly, and suddenly, he grinned and said, "Since the three of them are so discerning, why do they want to sit at the same table with these people from the Nine Youth Sect?"

Ye Yingzhao and Zhong Huafang suddenly raised their heads and glared at Jia Chuan, as if they wanted to drill a hole in him.

"Lao Tzu can sit with whoever he likes, can you control it?"

Jia Chuan sneered: "The three heroes may have just come out of the rivers and lakes and don't know something, now this Jiuqing faction is not comparable to the Jiuqing faction in its heyday, the famous Jiuqing swordsmanship has long since declined, and even the secret swordsmanship of Jiuqing has been lost, I'm afraid it is not far from being kicked out of the Jiuda faction......"

"Jia Chuan!" Ye Yingzhao suddenly became angry and shot the case.

Suddenly, a hand pressed on Ye Yingzhao's shoulder.

It turned out to be the fairy-like green-shirted swordsman.

"Big, hero......" Ye Yingzhao was stunned.

Corpse Tianqing's palm was lightly forced, and Ye Yingzhao was pressed back to his seat, and he said in a mute voice: "The Jiuqing faction has been established for a hundred years, and the swordsmanship is unique in the rivers and lakes, and the heads of all generations are all governed by benevolence, righteousness, and morality, and they are famous all over the world, how can it——"

Slowly raised his eyes: "Are you waiting for the clown to jump off the beam?"

This glance is like a peerless sword unsheathed, swinging out layers of cold sword intent, and the cold light shines for thousands of miles in an instant, cold as bones.

Suddenly, everyone in the tavern felt cold all over their bodies, and their hairs stood on end.

Jia Chuan's face changed even more, and he quickly took a few steps back.

Corpse Tianqing looked at Jia Chuan quietly for a long time, retracted his gaze, and turned into an immortal who had no quarrel with the world.

Everyone in the room was frightened, and they all lowered their heads and covered their eyes, not daring to surprise the immortal's complexion for half a minute.

"Thank you—" Ye Yingzhao and Zhong Huafang's eyes were red, and they lowered their heads and clenched their fists at Corpse Tianqing.

Corpse Tianqing bowed his head lightly and did not reply.

Jia Chuan's face twitched faintly, and there was a faint anger on his face: "This brother, you don't know anything about this newcomer, this Jiuqing faction is well-dressed and beastly, let's just say that Yin Tianqing, an adulterer who was expelled from the sect by Jiuqing two years ago, that is——"

"Smack!" snapped his fingers suddenly, and it was like a thunderclap in the Silent Tavern.

In the next moment, there were three more black needles with a thickness of no hair on Jia Chuan's forehead, just like three hairs, straight into his forehead.

Jia Chuan maintained the posture of opening his mouth to talk like this, and fell heavily to the ground.

After Jia Chuan's collapsed figure, the purple-clothed young man at the table raised his right hand and put on a handsome posture with snapping his fingers, and his three white eyes flashed with cold light.

It was the hand of this young man in purple!

But - when did you make the move, how did you make it, what moves did you use, what kind of weapon did you use?

None of the old fritters in the house who were crawling on the rivers and lakes saw it.

It's appalling!

All the people changed color.

"Hidden weapon hurts people! Shameless villain! Sure enough, it is the same as the beasts of the Jiuqing faction!" Jia Chuan stiffened and fell to the ground, still cursing in his mouth.

A sneer curled up at the corner of Hao Se's mouth, and he pinched out a snapping finger shape.

"Even if you kill me, it will be difficult to block the mouths of the world!" Jia Chuan glanced at the corner of his eyes, and immediately shouted heartbreakingly, "Everyone here is a good man, and I will not let you kill people to vent your anger!"

"Click!" There was another soft sound, but this time it was not the young man in purple, but the young man in blue clothes next to him untied the abacus on his waist and put it on the table, looking like he was going to dial the abacus to settle accounts.

Everyone was stunned.

Only the young man in purple was happy, and his arms were folded around his chest in a posture to watch the excitement.

"Da!" the abacus sounded softly, and the boy in blue clothes plucked a jade abacus, and his warm voice came out:

"Jia Chuan, Ren Yin, Wu Shen, Wu Chen, Guihai, the life of chickens and dogs, the camp is not blessed, he was bereaved when he was young, and he was exiled in the rivers and lakes. ”

As soon as these words came out, Jia Chuan, who fell to the ground, suddenly changed his complexion, and exclaimed: "You, how did you know my birthday?!"

Wen Jingmo's pair of deer eyes slowly narrowed, like a fox's eyes flashing, bright green and terrifying.

Everyone shuddered at the same time, and they all avoided their gazes.

In the silent room, only the sound of the abacus plucking and the slow voice of Wen Jingmo could be heard.

"When he was eighteen years old, he killed seven wealthy businessmen in Jiangnan in order to seek wealth, and the unsolved case has not been solved so far. ”

"When he was twenty years old, he raped and killed eight women successively, blamed his sworn brother Zou Zheng, and tired his tragic death in the pursuit of the righteous path of the rivers and lakes, but he retreated and became a chivalrous man who killed his relatives in righteousness. ”

"It's a pity that the dog can't change its, but in a few years, the old state germinated, and he became a lackey of Dongchang, with a bad tongue and dirty language, specializing in stirring up disputes in the rivers and lakes for a living, which can be described as shameless!"

A bead sounded softly, a whisper, and a few words made everyone angry.

What is surprising is that this boy in blue clothes is so clever, just dialing the abacus beads casually, and he clearly explained the evil things committed in the past by Jia Chuan's birthday, and there are even two unsolved cases.

Angry, I couldn't imagine that this Jia Chuan was such a beastly person.

Jia Chuan, on the other hand, was already stiff and sweaty, but he was still shouting in his mouth: "Blood spews people, a bunch of nonsense!

"Whether Xiaosheng is talking nonsense or not, you can find out at a glance. Wen Jingmo raised his eyebrows lightly, picked up a jade bead with his green fingers, and paused, "Three miles on the outskirts of Tianfu City, northeast, abandoned ancient temple, there must be evidence!"

"No, no, it can't be! You can't know!" Jia Chuan trembled all over his body and hissed loudly.

Wen Jingmo glanced at Jia Chuan and sneered: "After three months, he died under the knife." ”

With this sentence, Jia Chuan's face turned pale in shock.

"Unfortunately, you shouldn't have died today. Wen Jingmo shook his head slowly and raised his eyes to look at Hao Se.

Hao Se listened with relish, and nodded again and again: "Oh, life shouldn't be extinguished, Lao Tzu understands!"

As he spoke, he got up and came to Jia Chuan's side, squatting in his robe.

"Y-What are you going to do?!" Jia Chuan shouted in horror.

"Lao Tzu's needles are very expensive!, they need to be recycled!" Hao Se smiled, gave a thumbs up, and the black jade yin wrench flashed in front of Jia Chuan's head.

I saw that the three black needles of hair disappeared with a whizz, as if they were sucked back by the black jade wrench.

What a weird, so ingenious, so amazing hidden weapon!

The crowd was secretly surprised.

As soon as the black needle was gone, Jia Chuan immediately jumped up with a carp on his face, looking at it with a look of surprise.

At this time, everyone in the room looked at Jia Chuan as if they were looking at a dead person.

There were even people who secretly drew their swords.

"Hey, the clerk said that you won't die until three months later, and you will definitely survive for ninety days, and you won't run for your life?" said Hao Se with a grin to Jia Chuan.

Jia Chuan glared at Hao Se in horror, suddenly flicked his whip, rushed out of the door in a panic, and disappeared into the vast rain.

"Phew, let you live a few more days!"

"Uncle, I still have important things to do today, otherwise you will be chopped off on the spot!"

"It's really a beast!"

There was a shout of scolding in the tube.

Hao Se rolled his eyes, turned around and sat down, and said in a low voice: "These people turn their faces faster than they turn a book. ”

"Judging the situation, the trend of interests, and the common feelings of people. Wen Jingmo chuckled.

Corpse Tianqing shook his head slightly, and poured a cup of tea for Hao Se: "Arthur, after talking for a long time, my throat is dry, take a sip of tea." ”

With Corpse Tianqing's move, everyone in the room immediately seemed to have been immobilized by the spell, and they all stared straight at Hao Se with a ghostly expression.

But Hao Se drank the tea as he should.

Oh my God! That immortal-like swordsman actually served tea and water to this purple-clothed young man?!

What is the origin of this young man in purple?!

That's what everyone is saying right now.

"Hey, this son!" Suddenly, a hearty voice sounded behind Wen Jingmo.

But seeing Long Xingfang Puluo clasping his fists and saluting the three of them, he stared at Wen Jingmo with burning eyes and asked, "What you just said, is it really calculated with an abacus?"

Wen Jingmo's eyes narrowed: "Naturally." ”

There was another sound of cool air in the room.

"I don't believe it!" Fang Puluo shook his head, "I've only seen people who use turtle shell copper coins to measure characters and read palmistry fortune telling, but I've never seen this abacus fortune telling, I don't believe it! ”

Wen Jingmo glanced at Fang Puluo, his eyelids moved, he smiled slightly, and dialed an abacus with his backhand, "Fang Puluo Fang Daxia of the Longxing faction, wet the bed at the age of three, pick up a bird at the age of six, and broke his head in a fight with someone at the age of nine, but he was favored by a dart master and accepted as an apprentice, and when he was eighteen years old, he learned to join the Longxing faction, and now he is the sixteenth in the Longxing faction......"

"No, no, no, these people on the rivers and lakes know!" Fang Puluo shook his head.

The corners of Wen Jingmo's mouth hooked up and chuckled: "Fang Daxia, you went to the brothel to have fun a month ago, but at a critical moment, you turned out to be weak and ran ......away."

There was an eerie silence.

"Poof!" Corpse Tianqing squirted out a mouthful of water.

Hao Se slapped the table and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha!"

Fang Puluo stood in front of Wen Jingmo with a stiff body, his face was red and black, and black was green, which was really wonderful.

"How, do you believe it?" Wen Jingmo's fox eyes crooked.

Fang Puluo clasped his fists again and again: "Believe it, believe it!"

Then he ran to the corner with a red face, curled up and sat down, and did not say a word.

"Oh my God, it's true!"

"Oh my God, I'm laughing!"

"Hahaha!"

The tavern suddenly burst into laughter, washing away the anger that filled the room just now.

In the midst of laughter, the curtain of the kitchen door was raised, and a middle-aged shopkeeper came out and said, "The face is here!"

At this shout, there was silence in the tavern.

But I saw three small second-hand trays of the shop come out, and on each tray, there were eight porcelain bowls, on which the porcelain plates were upside down, and began to wander between the tables to divide the guests.

"Oh, it's finally time to eat, I'm dying of hunger!" Hao Se muttered with green eyes.

Wen Jingmo and Corpse Tianqing looked at each other the same, and couldn't help but shake their heads and chuckle.

But when the noodle bowl arrived on the table, Hao Se lifted the porcelain plate of the bowl and looked at it, and couldn't help but be stunned.

In the porcelain bowl, there was no soup and no noodles, not even anything to eat.

There is only a white jade bamboo tube as thick as bamboo chopsticks, which is clear and warm, and the upper and lower sections are sealed with white wax, and a circle of crimson moire is printed on the seal.

"This ...... Isn't this the bamboo tube letter from that building?"

"It's Yuzhu Xin of the Wind Building. Wen Jingmo's face was solemn, he took out the white jade bamboo tube and twisted it open, took out a roll of paper from it, and looked at it.

On the top of the note, a line of words is written in small block letters.

"Fengzezhuang captures the demon hundred gold".

"What is this?" asked Hauser.

Wen Jingmo frowned, and was about to reply, but the other people in the tavern suddenly shouted.

"Bongzezhuang?!"

"Damn, it's actually a deal in Fengzezhuang!"

"Bad luck!"

"It's really unlucky, I didn't come all the way if I knew it!"

"Let's go, let's make this money and spend it!"

There was a lot of noise, and a room full of people turned out to be gone.

In the end, there were only three tables left.

One table is the sloppy Taoist and Long Xing Fang Puluo, the other table is the Zhiguan monk and Penglai Ganhua, the Ghost Spirit, and the purple pear three, and the last table is Hao Se and the three of them, plus Jiuqing Shuangbi Ye Yingzhao, Fang Zhonghua and that You Fang Langzhong.

"Eh, what's going on?" Hauser exclaimed.

Wen Jingmo shook his head, stuffed the paper roll back into the bamboo tube, and glared at Hao Se: "Brother Hao, your three bowls of noodles are really terrible!"

"Huh?"

"Now that you have stayed, do you just agree to accept this jade bamboo letter?" the shopkeeper asked in a raised voice.

The rest of the crowd did not reply, apparently acquiescing.

Only Hao Se was confused, and hurriedly asked Wen Jingmo: "Clerk, is there anything about this Yuzhu letter?"

"Yuzhu Xin is the reward order issued by the owner of the wind building to the rivers and lakes, with a heavy reward for the world's capable people to solve the problem, after the fact, the owner will offer the agreed honorarium. Just ......"

"Just what?"

"If you accept the Yuzhu letter, it will be like signing a life and death certificate, no matter what accident occurs when you act, even if you lose your life, you must not seek revenge on the Fenglou and the victim. Wen Jingmo frowned.

"Sounds a little familiar......," Hao Se scratched his head, "Isn't this similar to the commission we made in Le'an County!"

"It's far from it!" Wen Jingmo glared at Hao Se.

"It's about the same! Although the level is a little higher and the scale is a little bigger, but this is our old business!" Hao Se laughed, "How much is the honorarium mentioned above?"

"One hundred taels of gold. Corpse Tianqing said calmly.

"Damn!" Hausel was immediately stunned.

"These three little brothers, do you accept this Yuzhu letter?" the shopkeeper turned around and asked Hao Se and the three of them.

"How?" Hao Se asked with a twinkle in his eyes, "We are about to starve to death when we run out of food, and if we don't make any more progress, I'm afraid we will die before we reach Jiuqing Mountain." ”

Corpse Tianqing smiled lightly: "Tianqing listens to Arthur." ”

"What do you think, clerk?" Hao Se looked straight at Wen Jingmo again.

Wen Jingmo frowned, swept around the few people left, his eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth smiled: "Xiaosheng thinks that it's okay." ”

"Okay!" Hao Se slapped the table and looked at the shopkeeper, "This Yuzhu letter, Lao Tzu took it!"