"That's a cliché, isn't it?"

On the donkey cart on the side of the road, the young man Ren Zhen leaned on the side of the carriage, with a straw pole in his mouth, and looked at the storyteller who was dancing under the plane tree, with a look of disdain.

"Third Uncle of the Tang family, it's been twenty or thirty years since I heard you say that it's still so bad, can't you change your tricks? All day long, either the old man is hidden in the ring, or he picks up a stupid pig and becomes a divine beast, and the chance to dare to love your old man to jump off the cliff and walk shit luck is more than the old king next door to carry water for Widow Zhang! ”

After saying this, there was a sudden silence under the tree. After a while, the audience couldn't hold back any longer, couldn't care about the old man's face, and burst into laughter.

The old man's face turned green instantly, and he was angry, and he picked up the mazar under his ass and was about to smash it.

"Fuck you! You, a little wild seed, are only sixteen years old, and you can listen to Lao Tzu for twenty years? If you dare to squirt feces all over your mouth, believe it or not, I will let that thin donkey who is as cold as you conceive a seed, and see what you do to make a living! ”

There was laughter under the tree again, and the idea was vicious.

Ren Zhen makes a living by carrying passengers in and out of Jinling City, and he relies on this donkey to eat. If it is pregnant, not only will it not be able to serve people, but people will have to serve it upside down, and he will not be able to open the pot this winter.

The boy was not angry, jumped out of the donkey cart, stretched his waist, and enjoyed the warm afternoon sunshine, with a comfortable face.

"That's a good dare, third uncle, you are so old, you can still make the donkey's belly bigger, hard, really hard! Don't worry, when this baby donkey gets out of cubs, I promise to let it recognize you as a godfather! ”

The audience laughed even harder. The old man is known for his poisonous tongue, and Ren Zhen's mouth is even more famous, and the two are enemies.

The old man's face was dark, and he didn't speak, he stood up and rolled up his sleeves, and was about to rush over and beat Ren Zhen.

Ren Zhen hurriedly hid behind the burly Xu Laoliu, with a bird-like posture, but he didn't give up on his lips and continued to tease.

"The third uncle is still this donkey temper! As your food and clothing parents, even if we comment a few words to save face, it is nothing more than to let you innovate, you can't pour anything into our mouth, we have to eat, right? ”

Under the persuasion of the audience, the old man sat back on the maza, his anger was not gone, he blew his beard and glared: "Innovation and innovation, I don't know where I learned the bullshit words, hang on my lips all day long!" You can do it, if you can't, just fucking shut up for me! ”

"Let me really say?" Ren Zhen walked over with a smile, serious, but his hand secretly stretched out into the small dish containing broad beans.

The old man stiffened suddenly, he just said casually, this kid doesn't play cards according to the routine today!

Ren Zhen pushed him away, sat on the main seat, and under the gaze of all eyes, he pretended to cough dryly for a long time before finally opening his mouth.

"The human race has two dynasties, the north and the south, and the rivers and lakes have a double list. Anyway, half a year ago, Gu Jiantang, the sword saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty, who was among the top ten on the list, sneaked into our Jinling alone, and I don't know what the plan is! ”

As soon as he heard the name "Gu Jiantang", there was a sudden silence under the originally noisy tree. Everyone's faces were amazed, and their eyes were full of anticipation.

What the young man said is a story, it is clearly a major event in the rivers and lakes that has been in the dust recently!

"Gu Jiantang's trip, is it to assassinate His Majesty the Emperor, or to find the legendary Yanyu Sword Hide? There's no way to know this. If it weren't for the embroidery shop to find out his whereabouts, everyone wouldn't even know about his arrival! ”

Under the big tree, Ren Zhen talked endlessly, and the others could hear it.

"One person, one sword, just want to sweep the Southern Jin Dynasty? Hmph, that's a fool's dream! In the shocking battle a few days ago, you must have heard that Gu Jiantang fought and sang with one enemy and four enemies, and finally fled with serious injuries and disappeared! ”

He paused slightly, stretched out his left hand to grab a broad bean, and suddenly remembered that this was the one he used to pick his nose just now, so he retracted it.

"The whole city is closed these days, and you are not allowed to enter or leave, do you know why?" He blinked, smiled mysteriously, and deliberately lowered his voice, "According to my grapevine, Gu Jiantang is still hiding in the city now, and he has become a turtle in an urn!" ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered the donkey cart on the side of the road, and subconsciously glanced at it, for fear that it would take the opportunity to slip away.

The crowd chattered and began to talk.

"Impossible, right? That's one of the top ten powerhouses, obediently, if someone raises his leg slightly, he won't be able to travel 108,000 miles! Lu lame rubbed the cane in his hand and made a posture of raising his legs.

Xu Laoliu snorted lightly, his face full of arrogance, ", do you think he is an immortal?" Our strong men in the Southern Jin Dynasty don't eat white rice! Come when you want, go when you want? No way! ”

The old man next door put down the flat burden of carrying water, and frowned, "If he is really still in the city, wouldn't we be in danger?" Even if he's seriously injured, I won't be able to beat him! ”

Ren Zhen listened to these gossips and couldn't cry or laugh.

At this time, Widow Zhang put down the sole of the shoe she was holding in her hand, and her voice was sharp, "I see that you are full of cannons!" Aren't you calling yourself 'Jinling Baixiaosheng'? Then tell me, where is Gu Jiantang hiding? ”

When she said this, she didn't forget to glare at Ren Zhen fiercely, obviously still resentful of the fact that he teased Lao Wang for carrying water for her just now.

Ren Zhen's face is black, aunt, you really dare to ask!

"The Sword Saint is handsome and everyone knows it. Look at your Sichun eyes, I'm afraid you want to secretly run away to give birth to someone's baby, right? ”

He stole a glance at her towering and proud breasts, and smiled lewdly: "Since you are so anxious, and let me pinch my fingers, I dare not delay your estrus!" ”

The crowd blew up, and bad laughter erupted.

"You ......" Widow Zhang trembled with anger, and the waves on her chest attracted countless fiery eyes.

At this moment, an indifferent voice came from not far away, making everyone smile and freeze.

"Let's hurry!"

The voice came from the carriage.

Widow Zhang, whose face was red and her heart was beating, was stunned, "Little rabbit, you are really bold!" pulled the guests, and dare to tease the old lady here?! ”

Everyone was also surprised that Ren was really busy, and today he actually left the guests aside, and ran to be lazy and poor, which is really rare.

Ren Zhen glanced at the old storyteller, threw a copper coin into the plate of the reward, and said, "The guest just wants to take a nap." Let's go! ”

He jumped into the donkey cart, flicked his leather whip, and headed for the Shence Gate in the northern city.

Jinling is bustling, the streets are paved with countless paving, and it is lively and noisy along the way.

Ren Zhenqing was concentrating, not looking left and right like usual, quietly watching the road ahead, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, a voice rang out in the carriage, "How did you know my identity?" ”

"Huh?" Ren Zhen was confused, turned his head to look at the gray curtain, and said in a daze: "What do you mean?" ”

The curtain was lifted, revealing a plump and handsome face.

The man was about thirty years old, with a skin like clotted fat, a face like jade, and long black hair draped casually over his shoulders. Under the backdrop of a white dress, his temperament is dusty, which can be called beautiful.

Ren Zhen trembled suddenly, just by looking at this person, he was like falling into an ice abyss, and an irrepressible chill surged in his heart.

These eyes are terrible!

"Didn't you just say so much under the tree to test my reaction?"

The middle-aged man looked at Ren Zhen with an indifferent expression, like an ancient well without waves.

"That's right, I'm Gu Jiantang."

Hearing this, Ren Zhen changed color in an instant, and an unusually wonderful expression appeared on his immature face.

Dazed, then shocked, then afraid, and eventually, all these emotions dissipated, leaving only a calm cloud and a breeze.

It's like a beauty who takes off layers of heavy makeup and finally regains her true appearance.

"I guessed right, and I took over a big deal today."

Ren Zhen looked at the man carefully, his eyes were bright and clear, without any impurities.

"It is worthy of the legendary True Martial Sword Saint, people are like their swords, real swords!"

Of course, he would not be stupid enough to play the pun of sword and cheapness, the word "real sword" is his heartfelt evaluation.

There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasty, mainly cultivating Buddha, and there are not a few sword cultivators, but there are not many real masters.

The Southern Dynasty was a lot of talents, and the swords of the Jin people were light and fluttering, and the sword aura was by no means as wild and fierce as that of the Tang people.

And the person in front of him is just sitting here at random, just like a real sword out of its sheath, and his sharp edge is terrifying, and he doesn't dare to look at it directly!

The sword is powerful, and his face is so exquisite, and in connection with the recent shocking battle, his identity is naturally revealed.

"Just guessing?"

Gu Jiantang saw the change in the young man's demeanor in his eyes, and he seemed to be still unfazed, but he was a little shocked in his heart, a young man who was driving a car, who was not able to cultivate to the first realm, could actually recognize his true identity, which was too incredible.

"Or else?" The corners of Ren Zhen's mouth were slightly raised, and there was a hint of mockery in his smile, "Except for you, the Sword Saint who is in a hurry to escape, who else is risking out of the city even though the whole city is banned?" ”

When Gu Jiantang heard this, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and the sword intent in his eyes was clear.

Above the Eight Realms, they are all great grandmasters who have turned the tide of the world, and they have their own extraordinary spirit, so it is not too much to say that they look at the world and the world. Ordinary characters are all ants in his opinion, and he disdains to take a second look.

But at this moment, being exposed to his face, his mood rarely rippled, and a wave of irritability poured out inexplicably.

After 20 years of dominating the world, when did even a small market ant dare to mock him?

He frowned and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?" ”

His eyebrows are very slender and beautiful, especially when wrinkled, so beautiful that even women are jealous.

But those who could see him frowning were in no mood to appreciate it. Whenever he frowns, he will kill people, which is a great habit he is famous for.

Ren Zhen was fortunate enough to witness this different style, but he seemed to be completely ignorant of the impending disaster, staring at the beautiful man in front of him stupidly, and letting the donkey cart run wild on the avenue.

"Really...... As beautiful as I am. ”