Walking through the front hall, Su Yang followed Gongsun Jing to the backyard of the Fengyun Inn.

Along the way, the Fengyun Inn was extremely quiet, there was no one, and the small courtyard in front of him was not very luxurious, but it was extremely elegant.

Although it was night, there were no stars and no moon in the sky, and the clouds were light and the wind was high, but the four corners of the small courtyard were placed with windproof lamps the thickness of children's arms, which illuminated the courtyard brightly.

In the center of the small courtyard was a table of eight immortals, on which were placed a few delicate pastries, and there was no one around to serve them, not even a single guard, and the courtyard seemed empty.

Gongsun Jing walked to the table and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Gongzi to come so early, please sit down for a while, go down and order a table of banquets, and then come and drink with Gongzi." ”

"It's so bothering, Mr. Gongsun, please." Su Yang reported his fist and sat at the table with a big grin.

It wasn't until Gongsun Jing turned around and left the courtyard that Su Yang let out a faint breath, and the nerves that had been tense were slightly relaxed.

From the outside of the inn to the backyard, the short distance of more than 30 meters seems to be calm, but in fact it is dangerous and hidden. Except for Gongsun Jing, a great master, along the way, Su Yang felt at least twenty-six murderous aura.

Yes, murderous.

Under the coercion of a strong murderous aura, Su Yang gradually realized what it was: spiritual power.

This is a unique martial arts feature in the ancient dragon world, it is very subtle to say, if it is expressed in words, it can be reluctantly said that "spiritual power" is a combination of senses, mood, confidence, belief and so on.

This ability does not directly bring combat effectiveness, nor is it a profound internal skill, but the improvement of martial arts is huge, and sometimes even mysterious and inexplicable.

In Jin Yong's novels, as long as you learn powerful martial arts, you must be a master, such as Jiuyang Divine Skill, Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragon, Yijin Jing and other martial arts, all the guys who have learned are top masters and even the protagonist's life.

But the ancient dragon world is different, the same Xiao Li flying knife, the same heart and the same moves, the Li family for several generations, only Li Xunhuan's flying knife is invincible in the world, and Li Xunhuan's son Li Manqing can only be a first-class master in the rivers and lakes.

In the ancient dragon world, many magical kung fu requires spiritual power to exert powerful power, such as Lu Xiaofeng's Lingxi finger, a simple two fingers, but can clamp any weapon in the world, and Fu Hongxue's knife, which is considered to be a "magic knife cursed by God", someone will inevitably die as soon as he makes a move, these are simply unreasonable.

Although he doesn't know martial arts, but after having spiritual power, Su Yang actually has an inexplicable self-confidence, and the hand that touches the Qinggang sword is even a little eager to try, confident and capable of competing with ordinary people in the rivers and lakes.

Gongsun Jing soon returned to the courtyard and sat down, followed by the small courtyard suddenly became lively, and a row of maids seemed to fall from the sky, bringing all kinds of exquisite dishes and seasonal vegetables to the table.

After a while, the dishes were served, and the maids all disappeared, Gongsun Jing got up and poured a glass of wine for Su Yang, and said with a smile: "How can there be food without wine, this wine can barely be eaten, Su Gongzi please." ”

Su Yang brought the wine glass to his lips, touched his lips slightly, his brows suddenly jumped, and the mechanical voice sounded in his heart again:

"Drink Fenjiu once in 30 years to start drinking skills.

Gongsun Jing saw that Su Yang stopped drinking and asked, "What, if this wine can't enter the mouth of the son?" I'm going to let people change it. ”

Su Yang reacted immediately, stroked his palms and laughed: "If the thirty-year-old Fenjiu can only be barely eaten, there will be no more wine in the world." ”

Gongsun Jing nodded and smiled: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Xiao Su Gongzi Sanming: Ming wine, Ming woman, Ming sword, this wine is in the first place, and it really deserves its reputation." ”

Su Yang was in his heart: Bastard, you're trying me again! But on the surface, he remained silent and laughed at himself: "What a Sanming son, it's just that my friends in the rivers and lakes are embarrassed to say that I am greedy and lustful to my face." It's just that Mr. Gongsun hurt me, and after drinking Mr. today's wine, I'm afraid I won't want to drink those swill-like bad wine in the future. ”

Gongsun Jing's eyes swept over Su Yang's face, and he said meaningfully: "If this transaction is done today, if the prince is willing in the future, he can take a bath with such wine." ”

When it comes to buying and selling, Su Yang suddenly realized that maybe soon, he will face a second life-and-death test!

Coming here today, in fact, Qinglong will have a priceless goods to sell, and when everyone arrives, the people who come will start bidding! That's a cash transaction, real money, if you can't come up with money at that time, or if you have enough weight, it will be tantamount to playing tricks on the Blue Dragon Club.

There may be people in the rivers and lakes who can play and even survive challenging the Blue Dragon Society, but Su Yang believes that this will never include himself. At least I don't have that strength yet.

After a period of "entering the play" and reminiscing, Su Yang had already recalled part of the plot of the Immortal Sword intermittently, and Su Yang's eyes rolled and he thought of a way to give it a try.

After drinking a glass of wine to himself, Su Yang shook his head and said: "It's not easy to make this more than business, fortunately I don't have a headache, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to enter the door of the Fengyun Inn." ”

"Headache?" Gongsun Jing asked puzzled.

Su Yang rubbed his head and said, "Somehow this year, there is a sudden epidemic of headaches in the rivers and lakes, especially for those who have received invitations from your gang, so a few friends who are about to come have changed careers and sat up as doctors to treat headaches." ”

Gongsun Jing asked, "Oh? Then why didn't Su Gongzi have a headache? ”

Su Yang said with a smile: "Fortunately, in addition to being greedy and lustful, I also learned a few swordsmanship that cannot be put on the table, and all my heads are not easy to hurt." ”

Su Yang's words sounded illogical and inexplicable, but Gongsun Jing did not refute it, but pondered for a moment, smiled in his heart, and asked, "How can this headache be cured?" ”

"It's easy to say, if Mr. Gongsun does it, maybe your medical skills will be even higher than those friends." Su Yang drank another cup, shook his head and said, "The reason for this, I can't talk more, let's wait for those friends to say it themselves." ”

Gongsun Jing looked out of the wall and sneered: "Where the Blue Dragon Society is, no one will have a headache. Unless Childe is drinking too much. ”

Su Yang smiled: "If you die of a headache because of drinking too much, I don't mind." ”

The two drank to each other for a while, Gongsun Jing suddenly turned his head, raised his wine glass, smiled at a big banyan tree outside the courtyard, and said, "I have heard for a long time that the Miao gang leader has the amount of rivers and seas, and since he has come, why don't you come down and have a drink together?" ”

In the thick shade of the banyan tree, there was immediately a strange laugh like a night owl, and a figure shot down like an arrow and fell to the ground, but it was as light as four taels of cotton, without a sound.

This person has a lion nose and a wide mouth, full of red hair, but wears three gold rings on his earlobes, the person has fallen, and the gold rings are still "clanging", it is the chief scoop of the red-haired gang, the master of the nine red-haired men, the "flame god" Miao Burning the sky.

Miao Yao's laugh rang out, and he laughed: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being the number one person in the Blue Dragon Society, a pair of bright tricks." ”

Suddenly, I heard the sound of horses' hooves, and they galloped like a dense rain.

Miao Yaotian's two flame-like thick eyebrows frowned, and said, "Xiao Zhang San is also here, and it's really not slow." ”

The sound of horses' hooves suddenly stopped, and one person laughed loudly: "The appointment of the Blue Dragon Society, who in the rivers and lakes dares to come slowly?" ”

In the midst of Lang's laughter, a person had already crossed the wall, dressed in a snow-white emergency suit, and specially opened the placket to reveal a solid and strong chest, but it was whiter than the clothes.

Miao Yaotian raised his thumb and laughed: "What a white horse Xiao Zhang San, I haven't seen you for a few years, why are you getting younger and younger, and the longer you are, the more beautiful you are!" ”

Zhang San shook his head and said, "If you are beautiful, how can I compare to Xiao Su Gongzi?" ”

Miao Yaotian frowned and looked at Su Yang and asked, "Quick Sword Xiao Su?" ”

Su Yang nodded and raised his glass: "It's in the bottom, the appearance is ordinary ruthless, but greed for cups is my strength, so I will respect the three first." ”

Miao Yaotian frowned again and said, "Three? ”

Before the words fell, a person had already fallen in the courtyard.

But Su Yang felt that the first thing he saw was not this person, but a snow-bright knife, a fast knife.

The snow bright knife, without a scabbard, is inserted in the waist of this person, and it seems that this knife seems to have a magical power, which attracts more attention than this person, and this person is famous because of this knife.

White Horse Zhang San instigated: "Fast sword Xiao Su, Taihang Zhao a knife, but I don't know if the knife is fast, or the sword is fast?" ”

People in the rivers and lakes, fighting for life and death, is nothing more than fighting for fame and fortune, fame is still in front of profit, Zhao Yidao heard this, and immediately looked at Su Yang with an unkind face.

Strictly speaking, it was to look at the sword that was randomly inserted in Su Yang's waist.

Gongsun Jing's eyes were sharper than knives, scraping their faces one by one, and said slowly: "The Blue Dragon Society has sent out thirteen invitations, but there are only four tonight, and there are still nine who will not come?" ”

Miao Yaotian smiled and said, "There are still nine guests, at least three of them will not come." ”

Zhao Yidao said: "It's six." ”

Miao Yaotian said: "I did the Qingzhu Gang, the Iron Ring Gate and the people from the Li family in Taiyuan. ”

Baima Zhang continued: "The two seniors from Wanzhu Villa and Feiyutang are afraid that they can't come. ”

Zhao Yidao said: "Twelve Lianwu, the Yangtze River waterway, and the three friends of Chenzhou Yanjiaquan, suddenly got a strange illness on the way, and the headache was like a crack, so ......"

Gongsun Jing said coldly: "So their heads don't hurt anymore?" ”

Zhao Yidao said: "People who don't have a head, of course, don't have a headache." ”

Bai Ma Zhang San glanced at Su Yang, and then laughed and said, "Good method, it's really happy, especially a fast knife like Brother Zhao, it's even more enjoyable." ”

Zhao Yidao asked: "The people who should come must have already come, but I don't know where the goods of the Blue Dragon Society are?" ”