Since the New Year, the snow in the sky has become heavier and heavier, and the white snowflakes in the sky have fallen into the world with a coldness that pierces the bone marrow, covering the rivers and land, towns and villages, burying everything under the clean white sè.

It is rare for Aoki Prefecture to have such a heavy snowfall, and many people say that this is a good omen for the Yuyuki Mega Year. But pedestrians don't think so, because the heavy snow makes it a lot of trouble to get around.

The heavy snow fell on the road, which greatly hindered the traffic, and after the New Year, there were still not many pedestrians on the road, and the business of the Hongchen Inn was greatly affected, and it seemed a little deserted.

This snow is just snow for others, but for Zhao Zheng, it has an extra layer of meaning.

The "Steal the Cheats" quest is set against the backdrop of a blizzard blocking the road, causing some pedestrians to be stranded at the Red Dust Inn, one of whom is the disguised Thousand Faces. The snow is getting heavier and heavier, proving that the thousand-faced drama is coming.

As the rì period approached, Zhao Zheng's sense of uneasiness became stronger and stronger, and he hoped to break through to the Third Heaven Realm before the arrival of the Thousand Faces Opera, but he was unable to achieve this goal for a long time.

In order to understand the news in advance, Zhao Zheng would sit in the lobby with a black cat every day, listening to some topics from the north and south to the north.

Today, it's the same.

In the middle of the lobby was a brazier, in which the coals "beeped" and burned, and the blazing flames continued to rise upward, illuminating the faces of the seven people around them red. Unfortunately, the weather is too cold now, and the side of these people is hot, but their backs are still cold.

Zhao Zheng didn't have a fire, he sat a little farther away, rubbing the black cat's fluffy little head. The black cat fell comfortably asleep, making a whirring sound in its throat. People are smarter than cats, but people have more troubles than cats, cats don't have so many brains, but cats are also happy to be free.

The people who roasted the fire chatted enthusiastically, talking about women for a while, and chatting about some anecdotes about the rivers and lakes, and the content of the conversation was also interesting. Just as the men were chatting, there was a knock on the door outside, knocking on the door. The wooden door was touched, and a cold wind swept in with snowflakes through the crack in the door that opened a crack.

A shopkeeper who was roasting the fire quickly stood up, opened the door with a shout, welcomed the knocker in, and then quickly closed the door. Snowflakes that came in with the wind fell all over the ground, spreading a layer of hoarfrost on the ground.

Zhao Zheng glanced at the house, and it was a strange passer-by who entered the house, wearing a large coat sewn with flower fur, his shoulders were covered with snow, his face was dusty, he was carrying a whistle stick in his hand, and he was carrying a huge wooden box on his back, and he didn't know what the box contained.

"Alas, after a few days of blessings during the New Year, I have to come out to run after the New Year. It's really hard to catch up with such a heavy snowfall. The passer-by dusted off the snowflakes on his body, squeezed into the crowd of people roasting the fire, and reached out to the jumping flames, "Little second brother, bring me a pot of wine and a pound of meat, eat and drink enough to continue on the road." I must rush to Qibao County by tomorrow. ”

The shopkeeper answered, went to the kitchen, and handed it to the person.

Passers-by ate and drank, and after a few sips of wine, their faces became more and more ruddy.

Several of the people sitting around the fire were very talkative, and after a short silence, they picked up the topic they had just cut off, and talked more enthusiastically than the flame.

The one who just came was also a chatter, he wiped the wine on his mouth, and interjected: "When I was on my way, I heard a major event that shook the martial arts, I don't know if you have heard the wind." ”

"What's the big deal? Let's hear it. Someone next to him immediately picked up the stubble. They met in the water, got together, and talked about whatever was interesting.

"Do you know a famous swordsman nicknamed 'Palm Five Elements Fen Yīn Yang Long Yujue'? This is what I want to say about him. The newcomer asked.

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately attracted the sideways eyes of several people who roasted the fire, and they all said that they had heard of it slightly.

Zhao Zheng, who was sitting at another table, stiffened when he heard this, stopped stroking the hand of the black cat, his eyes trembled a few times, and he looked at the passer-by who had just come in. The reason why he paid so much attention to this matter was because the "Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutra" was the martial arts practiced by Long Yujue! In the whole world, there is only one person who cultivates this kind of martial arts, Long Yujue. The copy of "Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutras" in the hands of the thousand-faced drama was designed and stolen from the hands of this swordsman.

Zhao Zheng stared at the man, and said with worry in his heart: "Could it be that the big thing this person said is the loss of Long Yujue's martial arts secrets?" ”

The people who were roasting the fire were chattering, and one of them, a shaver wearing a felt hat, said, "The five elements of the palm are divided into yīn yang? Hey, this warrior's name is blowing a little bigger, aren't you afraid of the wind fanning your tongue? ”

"What do you know, this dragon swordsman is very capable, and it is not an exaggeration to call this nickname. It is said that he has reached the realm of the Nine Heavens, and the martial arts he cultivates can fit the five elements, and when he makes moves, he can trigger wind, fire, thunder and lightning, which is extremely powerful. The passer-by who just arrived was fascinated.

"Can a move cause wind, fire, thunder and lightning? This is a bit too mysterious. The shaver was suspicious.

"You are too lonely and unheard, after a martial artist cultivates to a high realm, he can do many incredible things, and he can fly to the sky and the earth, and he can fly through the clouds and fog." Just came to the passerby.

"It's like you've seen it with your own eyes, who wouldn't be able to brag nonsense, unless I see that kind of powerful martial artist with my own eyes, I won't believe it." The shaver was stubborn.

"You frog at the bottom of the well don't believe it, how can you see that kind of martial arts master with your own eyes." The newcomer sneered.

"Who do you say is the frog at the bottom of the well?" The shaver was a little annoyed and stood up.

Seeing this, the people around them hurriedly pulled the frame and persuaded the shaver not to be angry. The shaver didn't want to cause trouble when he went out, so he took advantage of the steps laid by others to get off the stage and sit down again.

"This brother, didn't you just say that there was news about Dragon Swordsman, let's talk about it quickly. This benevolent brother doesn't believe in the ability of the martial artist, so a few of us just believe it. A strong man with a scar on his face said aloud.

"It's still this brother who is on the road, since you are willing to listen, I will tell you about it." The passer-by who had just come in took a sip of wine and swallowed it beautifully, "This matter about Dragon Swordsman is a long story, and you should listen to me slowly." It is said that there is a Sanhua River in Baimangfu, which is wide and long, and there are many fish living in it. People on both sides of the strait depend on water for their livelihood, and all of them make a living from fishing. The river can be fished in summer and autumn, as well as in winter. Every winter, the Sanhua River will freeze for thousands of miles, and the fishermen living there will dig an ice hole on the river surface, and put the fishing net into the river along the ice hole, and this net can catch tens of thousands of catties of fish! Hey, it is said that the fish are caught, but in fact, the fish caught are money, and these fish can be stored in the winter, and after being transported to various places by horse-drawn cart, they can be sold for a lot of money. ”

The passer-by who had just come in took another sip of wine, and at the urging of everyone, continued: "The best thing in this world is money, and the most troublesome thing is also money. No matter what kind of business it is, once it is involved with money, it will cause trouble. There is a big gang called the Binghe Gang in the area of Bai Mangfu, and everyone in this gang is very good, and the gang makes a fortune by fishing and shipping business. The Binghe gang advocated that ice fishing in winter was a lucrative business, so they were greedy and relied on the gang power to occupy the Sanhua River, prohibiting other fishermen from fishing, and cutting off the financial routes of those ordinary fishermen. Fishermen on both sides of the strait complained about this and had a deep grudge against the Binghe Gang. ”

"Don't you want to say something about the Dragon Swordsman, how did it get to the Binghe Gang and the Sanhua River?" A fire-roaster said anxiously.

"What's the hurry, I'm about to talk about Dragon Swordsman." The passer-by who had just come in rolled his eyes, "That dragon swordsman was very angry when he heard about this, and brought a group of his friends to find the Binghe Gang, asking the Binghe Gang to remove the blockade of the Sanhua River and give the local fishermen a way to live." The Binghe Gang is also one of the thirteen major gangs, with great power, and the gang advocates Shunfeng did not give Dragon Sword Man face, and still led the gang to do his own thing. Long Jianxia became angry with his friends, and destroyed all the fishing nets that the Binghe Gang threw into the ice cave, and repelled the Binghe Gang, preventing them from getting close to the Sanhua River. ”

Zhang Shunfeng was also enraged at this time, and led the gang to settle accounts with the gang of Dragon Swordsmen. The two groups met on the ice, and Long Jianxia made a suggestion, in order to reduce the casualties on both sides, simply hold a best-of-three duel, if anyone loses, leave the Sanhua River, and no longer fight the idea of winter fishing. Zhang Shunfeng agreed to this proposal and took the other two hall masters in the gang to join the battle. And guess what? "The passer-by who just came in sold a pass.

"What's wrong? What was the outcome of the duel? Everyone asked.

"The result, of course, was that the Dragon Swordsman side won, and it was two games in a row, and the third game was not played at all. Zhang Shunfeng is also the leader of a gang, of course he has to count when he speaks, and after losing, he immediately left with the gang in disgrace, swearing that in winter, he would never touch the water of the Sanhua River again. Long Jianxia took a group of friends to settle the Binghe Gang and returned the Sanhua River to the local fishermen, without even asking for any benefits. The passer-by who just came showed his admiration, "The Dragon Swordsman has done a really beautiful job, and the martial artist should be like this." ”

"Hey, that sounds like a lot of fun." The fat man gave a thumbs up, laughed and took a long sip of wine.

"Don't be in a hurry to say it, I haven't finished talking about it yet, the things I just said are actually just an introduction, and the big things I want to talk about are still to come." Just came to the passerby.

"What could be bigger than that? Say it quickly, say it quickly. The fat man said excitedly.

"After the Dragon Sword Man settled the Binghe Gang, he stayed in the Sanhua River for a few times, firstly to prevent the Binghe Gang from regretting afterwards, and secondly, to taste the fresh river fish. In the past few days, an unexpected thing has happened, a book of martial arts cheats on Long Jianxia's body has disappeared! The passer-by who had just arrived raised his voice and spat on the stars.