There has always been a legend about the six doors of the Jingshi, the book of flowing water, and the head catcher of iron. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAs the oldest generation of the six doors, Han Shan looked at the autopsy and the wound on his neck, and he had a number in his heart. Crawling in the rivers and lakes, he has never seen anything, he didn't tell Xue Wan Jinming, naturally he has his reasons.

Jinling City, cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, mixed fish and dragons, no one can tell what kind of person is a certain person coming towards him. Maybe a person with a basket of vegetables, his relative is a powerful person. These people are really not in the flow on weekdays, but if you beat him, those big people will see you as a provocation to their entire family. So there is a saying that it depends on the owner to beat the dog.

In Jinling, if you don't have some family background, you have to be a man with your tail between your legs.

Han Shan turned into an alley and easily pried open the door of the shaved shop. A chair made of willow wood, several copper basins. Han Shan touched the charcoal fire in the small furnace and muttered to himself, "It looks like it hasn't been alive for a few days." ”

The thin dust on the back of the chair also proves this. He had always been a careful old man, took the white cloth on the small wooden table, wiped the ashes, brushed the gray hair, walked around the room again, and said to himself, "You, ......"

As the lead-colored clouds gradually gathered, and the rainstorm was approaching, many people on the street rushed to their homes after putting away their belongings. Han Shan walked to the shop opposite, and when he saw the old guy looking at him vigilantly, he said, "Don't be nervous, I'm a relative of the head shaving master of the family, and I just arrived in Jinling City, so I'm waiting for him here." ”

When the old shopkeeper saw the knife in Han Shan's hand, he still didn't let his guard down, and said, "He hasn't been to work for a few days." ”

After all, the old shopkeeper still had the work at hand, blocking some sandbags in front of the threshold. The alley is low-lying and can easily cause rainwater to flood in if it rains heavily. Originally, he planned to wait a little longer, maybe there would be a patronizing master, but the old man in front of him made him very uncomfortable, so he didn't want to spend more time.

The thunder wasn't loud yet, and it looked like it would take a while for the rain to pick up. Han Shan asked, "Is his business booming on weekdays?" ”

The old shopkeeper dusted off the sand on his hands and said, "Did you say him?" Little business. So-so. ”

Han Shan nodded and said, "It's going to rain, remember to close the door." ”

"Well, just wait. I'm leaving. The old shopkeeper put the planks on the board, draped the robe hanging from the stake, and hurried away.

Han Shan stretched his waist, also took a coat from the shop, sandwiched it under the creaky nest, and walked out of the alley.

In a huge city, it is naturally more difficult to find a person and look for it aimlessly. Especially the upcoming rainstorm, which will blur the entire Jinling City. Therefore, the old man chose to wait for the rabbit, this method looks a little stupid.

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As the carriage drove into the city, the bloodmen picked up their robes and said, "Why do you have to come with you?" ”

Lin Lan wore the mask of the V-shaped vendetta team, took the horsewhip, and said, "In case of unforeseen circumstances one day, I have to collect the body for you." He handed the two jugs of wine to the Bloodthirsty, "I haven't asked your name all this time. ”

"Fu Xiaodao." The bloodbrow furrowed, and said as if reluctantly.

"Good luck to Brother Fu."

The Blood Disciple took the two jugs of wine and said, "Your mask looks really bad." ”

"Huh." Lin Lan whipped his horse, and the carriage drove into the distance.

It was getting darker. Finally, the muffled thunder rolled in.

The entire sky seemed to be covered in a huge black cloth, and the wind began to rage.

In the shop where the face is shaved and haircut, an oil lamp is lit.

Han Shan came back from buying some wine and food, there was no empty table in the house, he took a wooden board casually, put it on the wooden shelf with a copper basin, wrapped the paper wrapped in wine and food, spread it out, and put it on the top.

The shop happened to be a sheltered corner, and even when the door was open, the oil lamp was still burning steadily.

Han Shan pulled over the chair, picked up the chopsticks and ate a bite of the hot sauce beef, and then took a sip of wine.

Rumble!

There was a thunderclap and rain falling. This was followed by the sound of crackling rain.

The raindrops were getting denser and denser, hitting the eaves, and the shaking could be felt in the house.

Syllable!

The hidden wooden door was pushed open, and Han Shan looked out of the door.

Lightning and thunder shimmered, covering the silhouette of the Blood Disciple in the darkness. The cloak was removed from him and hung on the pole.

"Old Han." Fu Xiaodao looked at the person inside from the outline, if he didn't know each other, his knife would be faster than his mouth.

Han Shan put down his chopsticks, got up and looked at the rain man who entered the house, "Knife." ”

The oil lamp flickered, and the bloodman placed the wine on the wooden plank, "After all these years, you still know my habits. ”

Han Shan smiled slightly and said, "It's been so many years, you can still have such a habit, which makes me very happy as a master." Is it to work and paint candy today? ”

"It's hot, it's saccharified quickly, so let's rest." Fu Xiaodao picked up a pot of wine and drank it slowly.

"How many years have we not gotten together, twenty years, right?"

Outside the house, thunder rumbled, and the blood disciple Fu Xiaodao said, "Twenty-three years. When he said this, the blood disciple couldn't help but feel a trace of time in his heart.

"It's been twenty-three years......," Han Shan sighed.

The torrential rain was like a waterfall, and the bloodmen drank very calmly.

Han Shan said: "The knife on the Qinhuai River, I see that you made it. Like when you were young, when you encounter disdain, you always like to use the knife with your left hand, and you have your knife skills, and the knife marks left by your left hand are like knives under the right hand, hehe. ”

The bloodied man picked out some beef tendon meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "The corpse has been around for months, what can you see?" It's just an excuse to come to me. ”

"Hehe, after all, it came out of six doors, and the psychological quality is very good." Han Shan smiled, "You have always been not afraid of any sophistication. The people who Jingshi can offend have all offended at the beginning, so this time, I came to see you. ”

"Hmm." The Bloodband replied simply.

Han Shan raised his eyebrows and said, "When the power of the six doors was handed over to you, it was true that your waist was straight, and you were beautiful for a while. But it's been a while. You retired with Wang Yan, and the nobles you offended at the beginning were all settled in turn. Your second senior brother, one leg was cut off, although I know that it was done by the martial artist of the Wang family in Nanping County, but it is okay. ”

Bang!

The jug in the blood's hand suddenly burst open.

"And the group of people who followed you at the beginning, when dealing with the gang fight, were hacked to death by a group of black-clothed people on the edge of Yedong Lake, it was freezing and snowy, and when we arrived, they all became popsicles, and they all died. Therefore, people can't do too much, come out and mix, how much they have to pay back. ”

Fu Xiaodao's hands never trembled when he drank, and at this time, the whole person was trembling, "So...... Are you here to collect debts on their behalf? ”

"How can you. The dead are all buried in the ground, and the non-dead are all thinking of your good, and we old things are now pressing them, and in front of the eagles and dogs of those original people, they are eager to tear down the bones of our old things. I, ah, came here this time because of the person who died on the Qinhuai River, the heir of the Xue family. ”

Fu Xiaodao said coldly: "Do you think I killed it?" ”

"Hmm." The two of them drank their own wine, and Han Shan suddenly looked at the sky outside the house and said, "So I'm here to arrest you." I've been looking for you for a long time before I found here, waiting for you to come. ”

"Old Han, do you think you can catch me?"

Han Shan snorted coldly and said, "I taught you all your skills, how many catties and taels, can I not know?" ”

He slowly took the knife, "Our grandfather has also drunk wine and eaten meat." It's time to do it, let's go for it. ”

The evening wind was fierce, lightning and thunder, accompanied by a click.

The razor in Fu Xiaodao's hand flashed an inch!

The two of them drank, just to find a suitable reason for the knife. Since that's the end of the story, the knife is naturally ready to go!