Shui Lin is the descendant of the Nangong Shui family, and the Nangong family is a family of the Yinshan Ghost Sword School, and it is also a first-class family in the northern country. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info among them the Shui family is the branch of the previous Ghost Sword Sect's Left Protector Nangong Shui. Shui Lin is the great-grandson of Nangong Shui, and he is also the third generation of the Nangong Shui family. Therefore, Nangong Shui loves Shui Lin very much, Shui Lin's martial arts are also first-class in the Ghost Sword School, looking at the northern country, there are only forty people who can compete with Shui Lin, but these forty people are not as young as Shui Lin, which means that Shui Lin still has infinite possibilities, and they have already drawn the ground as a prison and imprisoned themselves.

Now that the organ conference is being held, Shui Lin is ordered to go down the mountain to practice, in order to defeat the sawtooth trap beast that will appear in the organ conference. Legend has it that the Sawtooth Trap Beast has defeated many well-known martial artists, but it has never been damaged. If there is an invincible existence in this world, it is definitely a sawtooth trap beast. That's what a lot of Northlanders think.

There is a small city at the foot of Yin Mountain, and the small city has no name.

"How can a small town not have a name?"

"There are a lot of things in this world that don't need names, you just need to know that there is a small city, and there are inns in the city, and there is wine in the inns, and that's enough. ”

Shui Lin and Nangong An walked along the main road towards the small city.

Nangong An is Shui Lin's cousin and the second son of the family. His status is very special, he is a descendant, so although he is the second son, he is designated as the heir, and his elder brother Nangong Jin can only watch his younger brother become the next head because he is a concubine. Now the family asked Nangong An to follow Shui Lin, the first swordsman of the Ghost Sword Sect, down the mountain, just to experience.

Nangong An turned thirteen three days ago, and he is still a young man. And Shui Lin is only sixteen, but Shui Lin always thinks that he is an adult, just because the training he receives is always the most stringent in the Ghost Sword Sect, so he always thinks that he is different from other disciples.

Shui Lin likes to imitate his uncle's tone, Shui Nan is the current Ghost Sword Sect's Left Protector, because of the practice of going mad and depriving himself, it is impossible to have any descendants in this life, and his character has become cold as ice.

Nangong An smiled and said, "Brother has drunk wine?" Daddy said that wine is delicious, what does wine taste like?"

Shui Lin lowered his head and thought for a while: "Actually, it's not that wine is delicious, it's just that wine can make people let go of things they can't let go, and it can also make people do things they don't dare to do." ”

Nangong An wanted to ask again, but Shui Lin walked forward quickly, and said as he walked: "We want to integrate into the rivers and lakes as soon as possible, only by relying on this wine and this tavern." ”

The town is small, and the inn is small, so there is an inn upstairs and a tavern downstairs.

Xiao Er stepped forward and asked, "Are the two guest officers playing the top or staying in the hotel?"

Shui Lin said: "Come to the two upper rooms, and then come with a pot of flower carving, a plate of pig kidney, and a plate of peanuts." After speaking, he sat down by the window, Nangong An sat down and poured a cup of tea, while Shui Lin lowered his head and glanced around, and said, "Be careful later, the atmosphere here is a little unusual." ”

Nangong An said nervously: "Could it be that someone is going to make trouble?" "Look at the third table on the left and the second table on the right. ”

Nangong An glanced quietly, the third table on the left was also by the window, sitting three people wearing hats, all three of them put their weapons on the table, the weapon was a Qimen weapon, shaped like a big knife, but the blade was sawtooth. "That's the person of the public loser traitor bud family, the public loser bud is the eldest son of the concubine, and if he can't get the inheritance of the northern kingdom, he colluded with the ghost party to rebel, and was expelled from the house by the public loser, and later sheltered the ghost party and set up his own bud family. The disciples did not get the inheritance of the Gong's loser's technique, but learned the Gong's martial arts, using the sawtooth weapon passed down from the ancestors. Shui Lin explained, Nangong An looked to the right again, where there was a white-clothed son of Shengxue, with the sword in his left hand, even if it was inconvenient to eat with one hand, he would not put it down. "I don't know the details of this man, but he has always held the sword, either very good at swordsmanship, or he just senses danger. "Shui Lin's sword has always been held, he has been holding it for fifteen years, and this sword is like an extension of his hand, so Shui Lin knows that people who don't put down their weapons when they eat will not be bad even if their martial arts are bad. On the contrary, people who have the confidence to put weapons on the table are often just third-rate martial arts figures.

As he spoke, the three disciples under the bud family had finished eating, and were getting up to leave, when suddenly there was a "whoosh", and a peanut hit a man in black's hat, and then bounced to another person's hat, and when it came to the third person, the person's head tilted slightly to avoid it. But the other two hats have been knocked out.

Nangong Anxin was stunned, this kung fu was difficult to do even if it was the first secret weapon of the Ghost Sword Sect, Baizi Lihua Beichen Mountain, but the man in black easily avoided it, probably because his strength was weak.

Shui Lin seemed to see through Nangong Anxin's thoughts, shook his head and pointed to the peanut on the ground, which was still intact, not even the thin layer of skin. "The white-clothed man's secret weapon kung fu can't find a few stronger ones in the northern country, although the peanut rice has weakened after hitting the hat, it has become more tricky, making it difficult for people to see through the trajectory, but the man in black has dodged, and the two are only afraid of martial arts. ”

The man in white stood up and said: "I'm afraid the three are the disciples of the traitor Bao family, I am Anmin, the king of the Central Plains, and I am coming to the north to ask for advice from the Bao family, I hope the three of them will not hesitate to give advice." ”

The leader of the man in black glanced at the two panicked subordinates who had missed Xingzang and said, "This is not the place, you come with me." ”

Then he took the lead and walked out, and the man in white also left a few taels of broken silver and went out with him. Nangong An got up excitedly and wanted to follow, but he couldn't stand up, Shui Lin pressed Nangong An's shoulder and said, "You stay here, it's dangerous outside." "Then you ......" Before he finished speaking, Nangong An saw the green tendons on Shui Lin's hands and a suppressed expression of excitement, so he said, "Then you must tell me about it when you come back." Before he could finish speaking, Shui Lin disappeared.

There is a deserted house in the small city, which was originally a branch of the Beichen family's house, but fifteen years ago it was hit by a fire, and the Beichen family regarded it as unlucky, so it was abandoned.

The original garden was now overgrown with weeds, Wang Anmin and the man in black stood in this open space and confronted each other, Shui Lin walked in through the side door, but the two of them didn't feel it at all. At this time, the two could only see each other in their eyes.

Shui Lin seemed to be able to feel an unusual air current, and the center of the air flow was the two people facing each other. The man in black pulled out his knife, his knife was different from the knives of the other two, there were thin serrations on the blade, and there were also huge serrations on the back of the knife.

"You won't draw your sword?" "I'll draw it again when you draw it." "Isn't that a little too late? "It's not too late, I'm just afraid your knife isn't fast enough. ”

The man in black was silent for a moment, and suddenly took out the knife, Shui Lin almost didn't feel that he was out of the knife, but he always caught the traces of the knife's movement, so Wang Anmin also captured it. The "Qiang" swords struck each other, and they dispersed with a single touch, and Shui Lin barely saw Wang Anmin draw his sword. He used a left-handed sword!

Most people are right-handed, with a weapon in their right hand, and when they are not in use, they use the other hand to hold a weapon, and left-handers are no exception. But Wang Anmin actually held a sword in his left hand and a sword in his left hand.

When the black-clothed man's knife just moved, Wang Anmin's right hand did not move, he threw the sword with his left hand, and then quickly held the hilt of the sword and pulled it out, blocking the black-clothed man's knife with his strength. When the two of them put away their swords, the scabbard had just hit the ground.