The spring rain is like wine and willows, and the eyes are like silk knocking on the heartstrings!

Since ancient times, beauties have been out of Yangzhou, even if they are thousand-year-old birds, seeing this classical beauty on the street, they can't help but feel their hearts rippling.

The aesthetic that comes from the beginning always has an impact unconsciously.

Jiangning County, Yicheng.

In the center of the main road of Yicheng, there is a three-storey building covering a wide area, and there is a horizontal plaque hanging on the main entrance, with three gilt characters on it - Vientiane Building!

Outside the Vientiane Building, there was a handsome young man in a cyan robe, who was Luo Lan who had left Qinghu Island.

For ten years, Luo Lan has been in obscurity, and it took nearly a year to show his internal strength to the outside world, and so far ten years have passed, and his external strength is only a third-rate martial artist.

The long wait will exhaust the last bit of patience of the Gu family, and Luo Lan's treatment will also drop again and again. First, the monthly subsidy of one hundred taels of silver was abolished, and then it was reduced from a core disciple to an inner disciple. Originally, he was going to be demoted to an outer disciple again, but his cheap father suddenly became the owner of Qinghu Island, and this proposal was aborted.

In the name of an inner disciple, he was actually completely abandoned a long time ago.

Luo Lan left Qinghu Island and came to Yicheng, a subordinate of the Guiyuan Sect.

Dressed in a cyan robe, with a slender figure and a handsome appearance, he looks handsome and extraordinary.

This is the appearance that Luo Lan spent most of the day carving, and there is a wave of elegance in the handsomeness, quite a charming and talented fan.

After all, this is the place under the jurisdiction of the Guiyuan Sect, as the son of the owner of Qinghu Island, although Luo Lan thinks that he is already very low-key, he will inevitably be targeted with ulterior motives. Although he is not afraid of these open guns and hidden arrows, it is not bad to be able to cause a little less trouble.

Luo Lan walked into the Vientiane Building, just like walking into a huge supermarket, hundreds of square meters of space, all kinds of items are displayed on the shelves around it, and the name and price of the goods are written on small labels next to it.

"Let's have a hidden dragon list!" Luo Lan handed a silver ticket of one hundred taels to the counter, and then got a finger-thick thread-bound book.

Luo Lan flipped directly from back to front.

"Hidden Dragon List, ninety-seventh, Gu Shiyou, sixteen years old, the young owner of Qinghu Island, the peak of the day after tomorrow, good at marksmanship."

"At the age of sixteen, he was selected into the Hidden Dragon List, but he has a bit of talent." Luo Lan nodded and turned the page forward again.

"Hidden Dragon List, ninety-sixth, Luo Lan, sixteen years old, overseas remnant, the peak of the day after tomorrow, good at swordsmanship."

Luo Lan suddenly laughed out loud, as the so-called intentional flower arrangement does not bloom, and unintentionally inserts willows and willows.

He came all the way from Qinghu Island, and when he was shy in his pocket, he started to exterminate a few cottages and earn a few taels of silver, but he didn't expect to become famous and enter the hidden dragon list. also happens to be above Gu Shiyou, which is simply naked hatred.

Qinghu Island, the ancient mansion.

Compared with ten years ago, the architecture of the ancient mansion is more exquisite and spectacular.

Donglai Pavilion, Gu Shiyou smashed the "Hidden Dragon List" in his hand to the ground.

"Damn overseas pariahs, if you don't stay overseas honestly, you dare to go to my Kyushu mainland to wander." Gu Shiyou roared angrily.

Since he was a child, he has been the strongest among his peers, and this time someone actually climbed on his head, how could he bear it.

"Come on, give me a closer look at Luo Lan's news, and I'm going to tell him who is the strongest among his peers." Gu Shiyou clenched the black spear in his hand, his eyes full of anger.

……

Just when Luo Lan was flipping through the "Hidden Dragon List", several simple and rough men walked in outside the door of Vientiane Building, one of which was a strong man wearing a half-old animal skin coat. Each man has an iron spear, and the two leaders also carry a homemade longbow on their backs.

"Why did the mountain people of Dayan Mountain come to Vientiane Tower?" Not far away, a well-dressed girl frowned slightly, covered her nose with her hands, and pulled her body from a distance, with a look of disgust.

A middle-aged man who looked like a steward in the Vientiane Building frowned, and quickly glanced at the guy next to him.

The guy understood and immediately greeted him, with a formula smile on his face.

"Sister Wan, don't worry. The guys are gone, these hillbillies are poor ghosts, and they will be driven away soon......" next to the girl was a fat, narrow-eyed boy in a brocade robe, with a smile on his face. As the fat boy laughed, his eyes, which were originally small, suddenly disappeared.

Before the fat boy could finish speaking, the strong man in a long robe at the head popped out fifty taels of silver from the package behind him, each about twenty taels, and the silver was placed on the counter.

"Man, give us another copy of this list." The strong man in the long shirt looked at the guy who ushered in, smiled on his face, and said familiarly.

"Brother Yongfan, business is booming!" The guy smiled and said, "I just bought a batch last month, and I ran out so quickly." ”

"Good luck this month, a salt merchant wants to order a hundred Bihan knives. Not only is the price low, but the time is also very close, this time don't talk about making money, it's good if you don't lose money. No, we got the deposit, and we came over to buy the goods non-stop. The strong man smiled bitterly.

"Haha, Brother Yongfan is still crying poor with me. Your Tengjiazhuang's Bihan knife is famous in our Yicheng, how can it not make money. The guy laughed incredulously.

"Tengjiazhuang, Bihan Knife, Yongfan"

Luo Lan took his eyes off the book and looked at it with some curiosity.

A burly, slightly dark-skinned strong man in his thirties laughed: "It's just to make two hard-earned money." ”

"This should be Teng Qingshan's father, but he is quite young. But calculating the time, Teng Qingshan is still a three-year-old kid. Luo Lan glanced at the strong man.

With a few words of conversation that were as light as water, the guy had quickly taken the goods from the shelves, weighed them according to the list, and put them in front of Teng Qingshan.

Luo Lan glanced at it slightly, and it was all materials that could only be used for forging.

"Brother Yongfan, everything is ready, take a look." The man pulled the silver over and pushed the goods over.

"Don't look at it, I still can't believe you!" Teng Yongfan smiled heartily and directly wrapped the thing in a bag.

The fat boy next to him who had just spoken was still holding his mouth open at this time, with a look of disbelief.

"A hillbilly actually took out a thousand taels of silver."

Although a thousand taels of silver is not much, it always feels extremely disobedient when it is taken out of the hands of a mountain man. It's like a beggar who was still in rags and begging just now, and in the blink of an eye, he drove a sports car in a suit and leather shoes.

After the delivery was completed, the goods and silver were paid, Teng Yongfan glanced at several partners, and several people walked out at the same time.

Just as Tengjiazhuang and the others were about to leave, Luo Lan walked over with a smile on his face.