Xiao Soul Inn, night falls.

Dragon Boat Festival stood on tiptoe and blew out the lantern hanging outside the inn, and looked back at He Ping: "Sister Ping, won't Brother Fang Bei and Sister Lin Xue come back today?" ”

The double ponytail at the back of the teenager's head is pitch black and soft.

The eyebrows and eyes are delicate and dignified.

"Who knows?" He Ping looked at the bright North Star in the sky and turned back to the store. "Lock the door, Dragon Boat Festival."

"Okay." Dragon Boat Festival pursed his lips, replied crisply, reversed the sign in front of the inn to the closing side, and was about to enter the house, but heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

The Dragon Boat Festival looked towards the place where the sound of horses' hooves came, and saw Fang Bei and Xue Ling coming one after the other, riding a white horse on a bluestone slab.

The loss of the Dragon Boat Festival was swept away in an instant, and he jumped and waved his hand at the two people.

Smile brightly.

……

……

Sister Ping's room is always a lone lamp.

Fang Bei and Xue Ling stood side by side.

"How is Shang Jiuge?" This time, He Ping didn't ask about the progress of the task first, but directly asked about Shang Jiuge's situation.

Obviously, in He Ping's view, Shang Jiuge is much more important than the task.

"It's amazing." Don't be the first to answer.

He Ping moved his gaze to Xue Ling.

Xue Ling thought about it, and felt that Fang Bei's summary was very accurate: "It's very powerful." ”

"How powerful is that?" He Ping continued to ask.

"Stronger than the legend." Fang Bei said.

He Ping smiled and nodded: "What about the completion of the task itself?" ”

"It went well." Xue Ling said: "Because of Shang Jiuge's assistance, it is basically effortless. ”

"And the proceeds of the mission have been delivered to the designated location." Saying this, Xue Ling took out the receipt written by Lao Li Tou from his body and handed it to He Ping.

He Ping looked at it carefully in front of him, and then put the piece of paper on the burning oil lamp and burned it little by little, watching the green smoke curling.

"So luck is also part of strength." He Ping smiled: "Then I don't have any problems, you can go back to sleep." ”

Xue Ling and Fang Bei nodded and turned to leave.

He Ping looked out the window and whispered, "Shang Jiuge?" ”

Outside the window, the lonely moon is bright, and the stars are shining.

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On the third day when Fang Bei and Xue Ling returned to the inn, everything passed peacefully.

Xue Ling has become more and more familiar with her cook's work, and she will cook more and more dishes, so that she can often get praise from guests, but this girl still doesn't like to show her head, and most of the time she really hides in the kitchen and doesn't come out.

The Dragon Boat Festival is already a trotting hall that everyone loves, after all, Lori is really a happy thing to be a servant, although at this time, a certain metal has not been smelted on a large scale, but the Dragon Boat Festival can still rely on the delicate and lovely appearance and delicate voice to win large-scale love.

The mysterious and lonely proprietress has almost become a legendary figure in this piece of after-dinner dinner, some people insist that they have seen the proprietress laugh, and some people swear that the proprietress will never laugh.

But the outcome of the bet is a secret that no one knows.

In short, this small inn called Xiao Soul Inn has gradually become an existence that everyone is accustomed to, even if this inn is still full, it has only been open for more than half a year.

And at noon that day, another pigeon flew into the courtyard of the Sky Soul Inn.

That night, Fang Bei and Xue Ling saw the information that the pigeon was carrying.

It's not about the reward of this Assassin mission.

It's a list.

"What kind of list requires all the pigeons of the hive to fly all the outlets at once?" Xue Ling looked at this list a little incredible.

"Of course." Fang Bei spread the silk paper as thin as a cicada's wings on the table.

Xue Ling saw that at the top of the list, there were three big characters on the list of rivers and lakes written with a black pen, and then the first place was the Shaolin abbot Kongming Monk.

"This is the Jianghu list?" Xue Ling asked.

"Yes, this is the Jianghu list." Fang Bei nodded and said: "And it is the first list of rivers and lakes, with a total of one hundred masters, each of whom is the famous Taishan Beidou on the rivers and lakes." ”

"It is also only the Hive that is qualified to rank this list, and it also has the ability to make the entire Jianghu trust the ranking of this list."

"Jianghu list." Xue Ling muttered these three words.

The Hive's list of rivers and lakes includes almost all the famous heroes on the rivers and lakes, and this courage to guide the country has never been before the Hive, and there may not be after the Hive.

"But why publish a new list?" Xue Ling asked again.

Such a list is made of fine silk cloth, copied by a special calligrapher, I don't know how much silk cloth to use at a time, how many brushes to copy, such a large handwriting, but also breathtaking.

"Of course, it's because there are new members on the list." Fang Bei said this, and he crossed his finger all the way on the list of rivers and lakes: "The nineteenth-ranked Kongwu monk on the first list of rivers and lakes, was removed because of his death, and his original ranking was replaced by the sad old man of the Luo Sect in the Western Regions, and at the same time, Luo Sect Hei Wu was also on the list, nicknamed the Black Sky Demon God, ranked forty-first, probably with an IQ minus." ”

"Wasn't Hei Wu on the list before?" Xue Ling asked.

It's normal for Kong Wu to be removed from the list after death, but with Hei Wu's skills, was he not on the list before?

"Yes, Hei Wu was always active in the Western Regions before, and the Black Sky Demon Skill is not easy to control, so he rarely sets foot in Middle-earth." Fang Bei said: "And he not only came this time, but also killed the nineteenth-ranked Void Enlightenment Monk on the Jianghu List, so it is a matter of course to be on the list." ”

"By the way, I also want to say that the ranking of the Jianghu list is not exactly strength, strictly speaking, it is the record and prestige." Fang Bei looked at Xue Ling and said, "For example, this one." ”

He pointed to Shaolin Abbot Kong Ming: "The abbot of Kong Ming has not done anything with anyone for 20 years, and he has not gone down the mountain for almost 20 years, although his martial arts were very high 20 years ago, but when people are old, their martial arts will decline." ”

Saying this, Fang Bei smiled: "But the Kongming Monk is the abbot of Shaolin, and who can beat him in the top ten of the Jianghu list dares to go to Shaolin Temple to break into the mountain?" Think the thousands of monks in Shaolin Temple who know martial arts are vegetarians? ”

"No, they're vegetarians."

"But there is a saying that if I don't fight, I won't lose."

"The top ten on the list of rivers and lakes are basically masters with big status in the martial arts, and there is usually no need to make a move, so there will be basically no change."

"The death of the empty monk this time is already an earth-shattering event."

"And." Fang Bei said and looked at Xue Ling.

"Look at the last place on the list."

Xue Ling heard the words and looked towards the last place.

She was amazed to see it.

"The hundredth place on the list of rivers and lakes: Nine songs of the white-clothed sword immortal businessman."