There is a bluestone official road in the south of Nanyang City, but there is a small dirt road next to the official road that zigzags out of the province. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are often merchants on the road to rest, and people in the rivers and lakes often do not take the official road if they are in trouble.

The road winds into the forest, the branches are luxuriant, and the sun is squeezed very hard to squeeze in.

When I came out of the woods again, I saw a big banner fluttering, and the book "A Taste of Tea" was written

Only two young people sat in the shed, sitting facing each other, drinking tea.

A blue-clad man with a turban, like a peasant youth.

One shook a fan and embroidered a robe, like a scholar.

The scholar squinted and said, "The tea is not delicious." ”

The young man in blue smiled: "It's just to quench your thirst." As he spoke, he glanced at the fluttering flag again and shook his head secretly.

There is only one old man in the shop, boiling water and wiping the table, but he is also very busy.

After a while, the curtain of the door was opened, and three men in short clothes crashed in.

The young man in blue suddenly frowned, because as soon as the three men came in, they slammed the table and shouted.

The boss moved slowly, and hurriedly poured tea, but was still called by the three men.

The young man in blue suddenly sighed and said, "I shouldn't have come here to drink tea. ”

Hula, who shook the fan, unfolded the fan and said lazily: "I didn't come here just to drink tea." Recently, something big and small has happened in the rivers and lakes. ”

The young man in blue said lightly: "Let's hear it." ”

Shaking the fan, he said: "I heard that the famous Changkong Dart Bureau in Xuzhou has a good thing and a bad thing. ”

The young man in blue said lazily: "I only like to hear bad things. ”

Shaking the fan, he said: "The bad thing is that the head of the Changkong Dart Bureau was killed." ”

The three men were shocked when they heard this, dropped their teacups, and looked straight at the two.

The blue-clothed young man yawned and said, "I heard that the murderer hasn't been caught yet, and the 'prodigal son' Ye Qiu is really powerful." ”

The fan shaker laughed and said: "This dart game is also famous in northern Jiangsu, but a group of wrecks can't even catch Ye Qiu." ”

The man on the left raised his eyebrows slightly, but the hand holding the knife was quietly held down by the man in the middle.

The young man in blue asked, "What about good things?" I was suddenly interested. ”

Shaking the fan and said: "The good thing is that they recently received a big dart, I heard that the pay for this trip is very high, and they may not have to take the job for a few years in the future." ”

The young man in blue picked up the teacup and looked at it, but put it down and sighed; "Good things come in singles, and bad things often come in pairs."

The one who shook the fan put away the fan and sighed: "Brother, you are really powerful, I heard that the dart they protected was stolen by Ye Qiu." ”

The blue-clothed young man smiled: "Then the dart bureau didn't send someone to chase Ye Qiu?" ”

Shaking the fan, he said: "Who said you didn't chase it?" There are eyeliners all over the place, and the other brothers have heard that they have a relationship, and no matter how powerful Ye Qiu is, this time I am afraid that the corpse will be hung on the tree. ”

The blue-clothed young man said with a smile: "It's a pity that these eyeliners may not be able to catch Ye Qiu, let alone recognize Ye Qiu." Maybe Ye Qiu is drinking tea with his good friend He Yifei at the moment? ”

Shaking the fan and laughing: "And those eyeliners may not recognize me as He Yifei." ”

With a "bang", the table next to it was overturned, and the three knives shot out in unison.

He Yifei toed a little, and the person was already floating on the beam.

The three knives grazed He Yifei's placket and stabbed straight at the blue-clothed youth.

The young man in blue slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed one of the blades, and with a shock of luck, the big man was immediately shaken away, knocking down many tables and chairs.

The two big men were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly continued to attack.

The blue-clothed young man grabbed the second knife between his fingers, shook its owner away, and then plunged it into the chest of the last big man with his backhand.

Lightning and flint, blood splattered seven steps.

He Yifei sat on the roof beam, clapped his hands and smiled: "Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

The blue-clothed young man smiled, "How long has Ye Qiu been gone?" ”

He Yifei shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that the wolf and the monk won't be able to catch up." ”

The young man in blue said: "You want me to stay, I'm afraid that these small characters who don't enter the stream won't be able to beat?" ”

He Yifei sighed and said, "Ye Qiu asked me to help him send these people who followed him, but unfortunately my martial arts are rarely used to kill people." ”

The young man in blue smiled: "What is that for?" ”

He Yifei blinked and said, "Playing with women and running away." ”

The blue-clothed young man shook his head, dropped a small piece of broken gold, and was about to leave.

The old man of the shopkeeper was already trembling with fear, and stood bent over the wall.

"Meng Zheng, wait!" He Yifei hurriedly jumped down and said, "There is one more thing I want to ask you." ”

Meng Zheng frowned and said, "What? ”

He Yifei said slowly: "The tea in front of you was left by Ye Qiu just now, and he didn't touch it." ”

Meng Zheng stared coldly into He Yifei's eyes.

He Yifei paused and said: "There are two kinds of tea that he won't touch, one is drunk by women, and the other is poisonous." ”

The old man of the shopkeeper suddenly straightened up and rushed to the back door.

Meng Zheng's feet were still fast, and he arrived at the back door almost at the same time as the old man.

Meng Zheng raised his hand, dragged the old man's clothes, and threw it against the wall on the other side.

The old man fell and slammed into the table, breaking it in two.

The dust was thick, and the old man huddled in the broken wood, not moving.

Meng Zheng said slowly: "I don't use much force. ”

He Yifei sighed: "He committed suicide. As he spoke, he squatted down and broke the old man's stiff mouth.

In the mouth full of white foam, there is a small purple sac hidden under the tongue.

Meng Zheng said lightly: "I don't know much about your Central Plains. ”

He Yifei sighed: "Yes, things are more troublesome now, I hope I can catch up with Ye Qiu and tell him this unfortunate news." ”

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Meng Zheng stood at the door of the tea shop and watched He Yifei go away.

Everywhere they came, the sound of horses' hooves was rapid.

Meng Zheng looked back, and the dust on the small dirt road seemed to be raised.

A group of people rushed out of the yellow dust, all riding tall horses.

The leader had a strange hook wrapped around his body, rushed to the teashop, reined in his horse violently, and looked at Meng Zheng coldly.

The leader glanced at the store and said, "There was a fight in this shop. ”

Meng Zheng nodded and said, "I just passed by and wanted to ask for a bowl of tea to drink, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing." ”

The leader asked, "Have you ever seen a young man in white with a wound in his left shoulder?" ”

Meng Zheng squinted and pointed to the distance and said, "I just left, and it seems that I haven't gone far." ”

The leader coldly threw down a piece of broken silver at Meng Zheng's feet and waved his hand: "Keep chasing!" ”

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Meng Zheng looked at the dust kicked up by the group of riders in the distance and smiled slightly.

The first thing I did when I arrived in the Central Plains was to learn to lie.

Meng Zheng shook his head helplessly, and slowly walked forward, leaving the small piece of broken silver on the ground still dazzling in the sunlight.

A few gusts of wind blew in with dust, and even the silver no longer shimmered.

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