Twenty years later, in the fifty-second year of the new Qianyuan calendar.

Twenty years ago, more than a dozen martial arts masters Buddhism hermits strangled the white-haired demon holding the light city in the isolated village outside the Saiwai, the three-foot sword blade of the light city Mu Jiutian Xuan Thunder was not destroyed, the two doors of Buddhism and Taoism were afraid of regeneration variables, so that the lives were devastated, the two doors of Buddhism and Taoism worked together to cast a sword mound for the light city, the diamond platform was the base, and the yin and yang gossip array, and the obscure spell was bound, bringing together the essence of heaven and earth, hiding the wind and water, and imprisoning the magic sword light city in order to suppress the demon heart on the sword.

Ancient texts record, Zhongzhou to the east thousands of miles there is a dragon vein, spread thousands of miles inexorable, across thousands of years, the golden dragon to get water delicious title Tianxian, up to the sky and underground palm Yellow Spring, the emperors of the past dynasties attached great importance to this place, in the critical points of the gathering of heaven and earth imperial qi gathered such as a temple to build a town spirit, in order to condense the country's luck.

All things in heaven and earth have spirituality, the five elements and gossip are mutually reinforcing, and the sword mound is chosen to be the place where the golden qi is the heaviest in this dragon vein that spans thousands of miles.

The hidden monks of Longyan Temple, the holy land of Buddhism, are all over the good people, personally guarding the sword mound, supplemented by a number of profound masters of Buddhism, building a high tower, the spire of the tower Tibetan holy monk relics, with the human emperor's qi vein, feng shui weft, profound Buddhist Taoist code, named the sword mound temple.

Kenzuka Temple.

A sloppy monk stepped into the mountain gate, his clothes were extremely tattered and his chest was exposed, his body and face were covered with oil, and he was drunk with a gourd hanging from his waist.

The novice who was sweeping the floor in front of the door looked at the drunken and sloppy monk, shook the broom, and said angrily: "Where did the bold mad monk come from, dare to drink?"

The sloppy monk grinned and ignored it, and walked straight to the front hall.

Seeing this, Xiao Shami was about to step forward to stop him, when a loud voice came from the inner hall: "Hugh has to stop it." ”

The novice could hear that he took a step back, bowed his head slightly, and folded his hands, extremely reverent.

As soon as Ye Neng closed his eyes, a disgusting sour smell penetrated into the mouth and nose of the novice, and looking at the back of the sloppy monk leaving, the little monk muttered in a low voice: "It stinks to death, and it attracts flies." ”

The sloppy monk who was originally moving forward stopped, glanced sideways at the flies and insects that were resting on his shoulders, turned his head and scolded with a smile: "Boy, grandpa has a Buddha heart and is close to living beings." ”

After that, the sloppy monk shrugged his shoulders and shook off the flies, lowered his head and sniffed the shoulders on which the flies were lying down, and grinned and scolded: "Little animal, dare to on grandpa's shoulder, messing up the smell of grandpa's body." ”

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In the inner hall, two monks sit in front of the Buddha couch, one is solemn, and the other is unkempt.

The sloppy monk collapsed on the hardwood Buddha couch, rubbed the gap between his toes with one hand, took the tea handed over by the monk opposite, drank it all, and felt a little unsatisfactory when he touched the tea in his mouth.

"Ji Rong, I never pay attention to the five-year Buddhist and Taoist treatises, and there is no sound in the triennial Zen ceremony, but I have time to come to this pure sword mound temple today. The great monk sitting opposite him solemnly ignored the annoying smell on the sloppy monk's body, and the robe of the seven treasures of the Buddhist sect was draped across his right shoulder, looking at an outsider who had attained the Tao out of the dust.

The sloppy monk Ji Rong sniffed his fingers and picked his feet, he sneezed at the sour smell, rubbed the tip of his nose and said lazily: "The Buddhist and Taoist treatises are you orthodox Buddhas and those old people with bull-nosed teeth, what am I going to do? Not to mention the Zen scriptures, you Longyan Temple and Kuzen Mountain have been fighting for this Shimen ancestral court for a hundred years, right? I have not been able to distinguish a winner or loser, what am I a monk from a broken temple in the mountains mixed with you?"

The sloppy monk looked at the inner room of the meditation hall, and asked again: "This time in Zen Scripture, it is your turn to go to Zhongzhou to fight with those monks from the Western Regions, right?"

"It's a trivial matter, who doesn't go, but you, why are you here?"

The sloppy monk raised his eyebrows and said excitedly: "Borrow your sword from the light city behind the mountain for a few days." ”

The great monk shook his head and said, "No." ”

Ji Rong glanced at the iron rod behind the great monk Zhang Ding, and his eyebrows danced: "Then what about borrowing you Zhang Ding's iron long stick in his hand?"

"Neither. Monk Dingyi still shook his head.

The sloppy monk Ji Rong said with an annoyed expression: "This can't do anything, you crazy monks, it's really annoying." ”

The King Kong in the mouth of the hermit monk of Longyan Temple is not broken, Zhang Dingyi was choked by the sloppy monk sitting opposite, shook his head and sighed: "You crazy monk." ”

"I haven't sighed yet, you sighed first, my cheap apprentice is an adult, and he is getting more and more bastard, which is to accept apprentices, as if he is a mother's ancestor, and he has to toss my old bones to ask him for medicine. The drunken monk Jirong looked at the northeast direction and laughed and scolded.

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Saibei, Xiongzhou.

After the first emperor unified the country, the country was named Qianyuan, the world was divided into seventeen states, after Emperor Hui of Tang Hui, the foreign powers encroached on Qianyuan, the original seventeen states were reduced to Kyushu, Xiongzhou was in the northernmost bitter cold land of the Qianyuan Dynasty, as the frontier town of the dynasty, out of the Tianmen Pass is the north, the wolf ambition in the north, in recent years, the wolf smoke is rolling, there are teams of stragglers bravely invading the land of Qianyuan, and the people of the border towns are always not at peace.

In Xiongzhou City, a five-storey attic stands in the west of the city, the five-storey building is one of the few in Xiongzhou City, you can enjoy the scenery of Xiongzhou City when you climb the building, the attic accumulates the spire, the eaves shadow wall layer by layer, the middle room beam hangs down three ridges, it can be described as magnificent.

On the second floor, the red cloth flag is inserted, the handwriting is scribbled, and there is a couplet at the gate of the couplet: where to go in the world, there is a hole in the Sanssouci Fang.

Written in majestic block letters, the pen is strong and powerful, like an iron painting silver hook dragon flying white water.

In the middle of the gate hangs a four-character horizontal batch: worry-free winery.

Entering the door, there is a bluestone screen several zhang wide lying horizontally, and there are small characters on the bluestone, swaying more than 100 times:

'In Sanssouci Fang, those who use force die. Small things can be eliminated with wine, big things are nothing more than people's heads, a thousand taels of money can make the rivers and lakes flock to it, ten thousand taels of gold and silver since someone takes the enemy's head for you, three thousand big things in the world, many small things like cow hair, right and wrong, the beginning and the end of the reason, but love and hate four words, to spend money to buy people's lives, break the wealth can be exchanged for peace of mind, as long as the gold list is enough, everything in the world is feasible. ’

There are only more than 100 words on the bluestone, and it is written that the world is not violated, worry-free winery, said to be a winery, most of the people who come here are not for drinking, just for killing.

Sanssouci Fang all over the world, there is a gold list in the workshop, according to the weight of the matter, the hanging gold is released in order of the heavenly stem, and the unveiling person is instructed to do things according to the plan, and after the completion of the matter, come to the square to take the money.

As soon as the hanging gold is out, there are murders and goods, there are also hunting demon birds, outlaws have everything, some people take the heads of high-ranking officials and nobles to drink, and some people scatter their family wealth to let the enemy's life dye the Yellow Spring, in short, as long as you are on the hanging gold list, you will not escape death even if you are the relatives of the Tianhuang Emperor.

Sanssouci Fang is the first to build the Tianxuan list, three or five years to open all over the world, the master of the Fang slave in the workshop is like a cloud, if someone dares to do it in the workshop, there will be a Fang slave to take his life.

After the bluestone screen, even if you enter the worry-free fang, the furnishings of the ordinary tea house wine shop, the eight immortal table four stools, the table four celadon bowls, the wine table is scattered on each floor at will, although it is not a rule, but no one dares to move without authorization, in front of it is five pieces of brocade silk satin paper hanging down from the top of the building to lay the wall, there is a thick cut of rice paper above, write big characters with cinnabar, paste on the brocade silk, it is the hanging gold list.

The gold list is arranged by Tiangan A, B, C, D, and the first-class inscription is a major event of national hatred and family hatred, and most of the property at this level can not move people's hearts, and most of them are rare objects such as rare treasures and lost cheats.

On the first floor by the corner, a plate of sauced beef and a set of celadon wine utensils were placed on the table of the Eight Immortals, and the two men sat opposite each other, among them, the white-robed man who was facing the gold list suddenly sneezed, and the half glass of liquor that had just been imported gushed out with the sneeze, splashing the face of the man in black opposite.

The white-robed man is in his early twenties, with high sorghum and sword eyebrows, a pair of Danfeng eyes under his eyebrows flashing with a deep heroic spirit, his cheeks are fair and smooth, the edges and corners are soft, and his appearance is handsome and outstanding. Stretched out his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose and muttered to himself: "Who the hell scolded me?"

The man in black on the opposite side stretched out his hand to wipe the wine stains on his face, and shouted in a low voice: "I scolded you! Chen Changge, can you listen to me?"

"Listen, listen. Chen Changge came back to his senses and looked at his friend with a drunken face, slightly embarrassed. The man sitting opposite him has thin lips and heavy eyebrows, a slender face, and a bit of evil and handsome, named Liu Yuanshan and Chen Changge are mixed in Xiongzhou City all day long, inseparable.

"Do you have any thoughts about this Huyan Balie?" Liu Yuanshan looked back at Ding and other words, and in the bottom line, Huyan Balie's name was on the list.

Chen Changge looked at Liu Yuanshan, who was a little crazy, and said helplessly: "Huyan, the surname of the Northern Country, coming to Tianmen Pass is regarded as a royal expedition, and it is not an ordinary soldier and warrior, at least a sixth-order cultivation, far away from the Guan, what kind of murderer do you take?"

"Mountain people have their own tricks. Liu Yuanshan looked mysterious.

Chen Changge frowned at the wine glass in front of him and scolded: "You have a fart plan, if we hadn't been abducted and deceived into making these two clothes, we wouldn't even be able to enter the door of Sanssouci Fang." ”

"So it's time to unveil the list, three hundred taels of silver per head, enough to live happily in Fengyi Pavilion for a year, the soft skin of the red willow girl makes people irritated when they think about it. Liu Yuanshan thought of the fireworks brothel in Xiongzhou City, and he looked yearning.

Chen Changge was not uncommon to see Liu Yuanshan's obscene thoughts, and sighed: "You should be a big one in your dreams, do you see the first article of the first-class inscription? You should help Song Qincheng kill Shen Anzhi, any property in a state and county in the world plus the three treasures of the Song family's treasure house, how many Fengyi Pavilions are enough for you to open?"

Liu Yuanshan stroked the two daggers hanging from his waist, and said with a face full of hope: "Yin Rakshasa Shen Anzhi, that is the eighth character in the ten songs of Tianxuan, if I can have half of him in my life, no, one-third will be content, come and go in the fog to kill people invisibly, a pair of daggers to slaughter gods and demons is unstoppable, and there is a damn majesty." ”

Chen Changge grinned at Liu Yuanshan's idiot and ridiculed: "Just these two daggers, dare to think about the characters in the ten songs of Tianxuan?"

Liu Yuanshan looked at a list with only the names of people next to the four gold lists, and couldn't help but sigh and said: "Eh, the ten songs of Tianxuan include peerless masters in the whole world, and any one of them is a martial arts leader who looks down on the world." This is also in the ten songs of Tianxuan, how can this tenth Song Qincheng Song God of Wealth, who is known as the world's seven riches, not get along with this eighth Yin Rakshasa ?"

This list of famous posts is the hottest list in Sanssouci Fang, there are no more people on the list, either he kills more people, or more people who kill him, Shen Anzhi's name on the list is in the first place, with cinnabar written in orthography in large block red as if to drip blood, Shen Anzhi is not only a famous master in the ten songs of Tianxuan, but also the most outstanding assassin in this Sanssouci Fang wandering all over the world, with countless blood debts, and there are also countless people who have sent money to take his life, but for more than ten years, no one has succeeded.

Liu Yuanshan collected his thoughts, not thinking about those illusory things, drank the liquor in front of him and asked, "Changge, haven't you seen your master recently?"

Chen Changge shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know, this old man said that he went to visit his friends, and he walked for more than half a year, and there was no news at all." ”

The black-clothed young man couldn't help but smile: "This crazy monk isn't dead, is he?"

The young man in white raised his eyebrows and scolded, "You're fucking dead." ”