These self-proclaimed disciples are far more lovely than the reckless rivers and lakes and the bandits in the green forest. Although their martial arts are more sophisticated, their backers are more tough, and they occupy the final interpretation of the justice of the rivers and lakes, they should be more difficult; However, due to some common problems they share, they are at best a bunch of paper tigers. Lack of practical experience, low psychological quality, outdated and fixed thinking, greedy for fame and power, disdain for survival, etc...... These problems are usually not obvious, but when faced with an opponent who is too strong to resist, they will immediately reveal their true form.

After all, these well-dressed chivalrous disciples have always been blessed by their masters, and rarely face the serious threat of life and death decisions.

When Shen Gui examined the causes and consequences of the assassination from these people, he really felt the panic caused by the situation getting out of control.

In Shen Gui's impression, Xin'an Hou Zhou Changfeng is a ruthless and tenacious person, but his mind and vision are slightly narrow. Strictly speaking, his own talent and talent are not half a point inferior to Emperor Zhou Yuanqing, and even in some aspects, he is more than half a chip higher than his little uncle; However, Shen Gui never thought that he could achieve what he wanted in his heart, and he still had no chance at all. The reason is also very simple, it is not terrible to be unworthy of virtue, and ancient faint kings also abound; But Zhou Changfeng's methods are more than ruthless, but his heart is not broad-minded, and he can't accommodate the subjects and land of the entire Huayu Continent.

Shen Gui believes that in terms of Zhou Changfeng's character, he is very similar to a Wu general who once created the Great Zhou Dynasty for three years. Therefore, the fate he predicted for Zhou Changfeng before should be desperate in his old age; Or simply grit your teeth and endure this life for the rest of your life!

But at the moment, I don't know what kind of accident stimulated this scheming and indecisive Marquis of Xin'an, who chose the most correct time and made the most wrong choice!

Impulsiveness is never an indecisive solution.

Even if he has inherited the title and emperor of the old Qin King on his own, and has formed a northwest alliance with the two golden boy Buddhas in Western Xinjiang, he will be able to move his army eastward in a few days, and it seems that he will win; But Shen Gui's evaluation of him did not waver in the slightest: Zhou Changfeng, a person, did not have the life of being a lonely widow at all; Not to mention three years, not even three days!

However, there is a suspicious point, but Shen Gui has never figured it out: It was obviously Beiyan's own backyard that caught fire, why did Zhou Changfeng gather the body of the cow ghost and snake on the rivers and lakes and cut off my Shen Gui's head first to sacrifice the flag? Beiyan's dragon chair can be done in turns, but even if it is the turn of the earth, it will not be my turn to be a Youbeiren!

No matter how you deal with the killers of the Lingyun Sword Sect, Shen Gui's reputation is rotten, and it is impossible to turn it over. He has long been recommended by his fellow martial artists as a rare scum in the world, and at the same time he is not tolerated by both good and evil. However, the matter of reputation is of course indifferent to Shen Gui, who does not plan to start a sect and leave his name in history; As for assassinations of this magnitude, even if they come a hundred times, they won't have any effect!

In fact, for this point, not only the Shen and Qi brothers know it in their hearts; I'm afraid that those martial arts masters who haven't shown up yet are also aware of it. And the reason why these martial arts celebrities would do such a meaningless thing is that they plan to sacrifice some famous disciples to make a bad reputation that Shen Gui is crazy and his six relatives don't recognize!

After that, they joined forces again, and after several bloody battles, they successfully killed Shen Gui, the demon king of the mixed world, saved the people from fire and water, and returned a piece of jade to the Huayu continent. Isn't this story the most classic legend?

Since the seven of them were Lingyun disciples who came to die with such a purpose; Then the living are more useful than the dead, and it is more affordable to let them go than to keep them. After Shen Gui broke their arms, abolished the Eight Veins of the Qi Sutra, and destroyed the dantian under the umbilicus with his true qi, he drove the six wasted people out of this inn. Immediately, they found the authentic shopkeeper in an empty jar in the firewood room, gave him a sum of silver, and forcibly requisitioned the inn.

It is foreseeable that in the next two days, he and the Qi Yan brothers will face endless assassinations and sieges; Due to the storm hitting Dengzhou Bay, they could not leave Dengzhou City, so they had to wait for the night when they made an appointment with Sheng Beichuan......

As for the dead ghost second brother who was half embedded in the wall, he had already been pulled out; Shen Gui rolled his soft body into a straw mat, and the middle-aged swordsman who pretended to be the shopkeeper bit the hemp rope with his teeth and dragged it out of Dengzhou.

The rumors on the rivers and lakes will always spread very fast. Since beating these six swordsmen with broken arms and dragging a roll of straw mats out of Dengzhou City, those merchants and coolies who used to be in a hurry have completely disappeared; Including those who broke baskets and carts and sold cooked food along the streets, all of them died down tonight; As for the city patrol soldiers of the Yamen, the street guards who maintain law and order on the streets, and even the guards who report the time and panic thieves, they all don't know where they have gone; In the entire Dengzhou City, except for the sound of the rain curtain that is slow and slow, there is no fireworks in the world.

Although the body had been carried away, the walls cracked like spider webs and the shelves of good wine that he had destroyed were already covered with water. After Shen Gui and Qi Yan piled all the debris in the corner, they lit a charcoal stove in the front hall of the inn, in addition to heating it, they could roast a few leftover steamed buns in the back kitchen by the way.

"It smells so heavy...... Unfortunately, the second leaven was not long enough to ruin the whole jar of wine. ”

When the cold steamed buns were half-burned, a slightly hoarse sound came from the rain curtain. The man commented on the mistakes made in the brewing process as he strode through the door of the inn. He was of medium height, wearing a wide-brimmed hat and shoe, and was apparently a passer-by who had just entered the city overnight.

After the man entered the house, he first looked down at the broken tiles on the ground, sniffled his nose twice, stretched out his hand to remove the rain gear, and said to himself:

"Well, it's good to smash. This kind of inferior goods, when you drink it, it will taste like horse urine. ”

Shen Gui turned the chopsticks in his hand and asked casually:

"Have you ever drunk horse urine?"

"Drunk. When I was young, I didn't know the depths, and I took the dart team to the desert; As a result, we were blinded by the ghost palace halfway through, and we were trapped alive for four or five days......"

After the old dart master took off his coat, he dragged the trouser legs wet with muddy water, untied the long baggage on his back, and subconsciously shook it in front of Shen and Qi before putting it on the table next to the charcoal stove. This is a customary rule for walking the rivers and lakes, which can not only show that he is an old man who understands the rules, but also express that he has no intention of attacking; At least, not yet.

After Shen Gui thought about it, he raised his chin towards Qi Yan, who nodded and went away; It wasn't long before he returned to the antechamber with a jar around and waved a large porcelain bowl in front of the master. After Shen Gui took the jar of wine, he waved his hand and patted away the dusty mud seal, put the tip of his nose close to the edge of the jar and sniffed it carefully, and then stretched out a finger and dipped some wine out to take a closer look:

"Well, cantharids, aconitum, bitter almonds, banxia...... It can't be called a blood seal throat, but this bowl of belly is not far from the Meng Po soup on the Nai He Bridge. ”

After finishing speaking, Shen Gui poured a full bowl, raised his head and drank it all. Then, he lit the bottom of the bowl towards the opponent, filled the bowl again, and pushed it in front of the dart master with a backhand.

"Old master, the mirage you saw in the desert is fake, but the horse urine you drank in your stomach is real; My innkeeper is fake, but the poison in this wine is real! ”

This old dart master knows the rules and etiquette, and he didn't sneak attack secretly, so he can be called a fool who is above board. Since he is such an honest man, no matter where he came here today, Shen Gui is willing to give up a dignity and allow him to retreat with his whole body and face.

Distinguishing whether wine and food are poisonous is the basic skill of "hanging the line"; This middle-aged man is a dart master who travels from south to north, and of course he knows that Shen Gui is right. This jar of wine, or the wine stored in the cellar of this inn, has all been poisoned in advance.

The old dart master also lowered his head and sniffed the wine, frowned and cursed "bad things", and then raised his head and drank it all. The two sides have shown each other a hand, and there will be a harmonious atmosphere of dialogue on an equal footing.

"Master Daguan, can you report a man? (Introduce yourself)"

"A native of Cangxian County, Jizhou, a snowflake vine. (surname White)"

"White dart head, don't you pull your hanger well, follow them, these sea-winged old kuan, which big drama do you sing? (If you don't protect your dart, why are you messing around with those big officials?) ）”

"Stubble! Although they are all hanging people who practice martial arts, we are pulling hangers (dart masters), they are poking hangers (teaching martial arts), not all the way, and looking for you is not the same thing. ”

"What ......?"

"I'm here to fight in Goto!"

After reporting his intentions, the white dart master got up and picked up the long baggage, and at the same time opened his arms and retreated three steps in a row, signaling that Shen Gui was ready; And Shen Gui bent down and picked up the thunder short sword that had been used to hold the fire, as if he was a ruffian, leaned over and pulled his hips and half-opened his eyelids, slapped his right palm with the black lacquered sword body, and said angrily:

"It turned out to be a sheep pan road, with sequins in front of the horse, and the west side was lit up (it turned out to be a person who didn't know anything, hurry up and show the knife to do it, I'm hungry."

"Please! Look at the knives! ”

As a piece of green cloth was raised high, the iron ring knife was also held by the white dart master! Unfortunately, before the head of the knife left the scabbard, this contest had not yet begun, but it had already come to an end.

The moment the green cloth was raised, Shen Gui's right foot suddenly kicked the ground, his left foot took a big step forward, and the thunder short sword in his left hand was also accurately attached to the opponent's throat; If that's all there is to it, the White Dart Master can barely accept the result of this fiasco; But he clearly felt that his right hand holding the handle of the knife was also tightly held by Shen Gui, and he couldn't lift any strength at all.

At the moment, he doesn't even have a chance to change his life, and it's no longer a small difference in details and on-the-spot performance......