The forty-eighth chapter of the first sword came out

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, after your father is deposed, you will naturally believe it." Baili Liancheng smiled lightly, and had no intention of proving his identity.

Seeing this, Zhang Yiyang firmly believed in the identity of Baili Liancheng, and if he was an ordinary person, it would be impossible to take such a powerful bodyguard as Zihuan to escort him. His face became even more ugly, and he said with a smile on his face: "Look at my eyes, I really don't know Taishan, you are standing in front of me, I didn't even recognize it." Don't take what I said to heart just now, just let me be cheap, I'm here to compensate you, and you must not depose my father from his official position. ”

Zhang Yiyang was worried that his father's official position would not be guaranteed, so he cheekily kowtowed on the ground, apologized and begged for mercy, and his tone was low.

"Okay, Zihuan, unlock his acupuncture points and let him get up. Since he knew he was wrong, forget about it, I don't like to drive people to a dead end. Besides, his father and my father seem to know each other, and I once heard my father mention Governor Zhang, so I can't let this incident affect the friendship between the two old people. Baili Liancheng waved his hand and said.

"If it weren't for his disrespectful words, I wouldn't have bothered to click on his acupoints, and beating someone like him would have soiled my whip." Zihuan glanced at the kneeling Zhang Yiyang in disgust, raised the keel whip in his hand, and the whip head swept over Zhang Yiyang's legs and unlocked the two acupoints.

Zhang Yiyang's legs regained their strength and stood up from the ground, but as soon as he stood up, his eyes rolled, and he knelt down again, and said with a smile: "Thank you Baili Gongzi for raising your noble hand." You're so open-minded. Broad-minded. ”

"Alright. Don't say good things anymore, the more good things you say now, the more fierce you will scold me behind my back in the future. Baili Liancheng snorted.

"No, no, the yellow sky is above, the thick soil is below, I don't dare to scold you again in front of me or behind my back, if I scold you. I'm going to die! Zhang Yiyang swore solemnly.

Zhao Zheng looked at Zhang Yiyang's ugly state from the side, and felt very disgusted, the man has gold under his knees, how can he act like this in order to keep his father's official position, if he is replaced, he would rather die than kneel for others.

Baili Liancheng listened to Zhang Yiyang's various compliments, not only was he not happy, but he showed an impatient expression, raised his hand and said, "You don't want to make me angry, just stand up quickly." I don't like people talking on their knees in front of me. ”

"Okay, then I'll get up right away. Don't be angry. Zhang Yiyang hurriedly stood up, and two pieces of dust were stained on his silk pants.

"What you did today is too arrogant, I can't see it, remember not to be so arrogant when you go out in the future, you are just the son of a prefect, there are many people in this world who are higher than you. I'm a good-natured person, and I won't do anything to you, but if you had been replaced by someone else with a bad temper and a high status, your head might have moved by now. "Hundreds of miles of city teaching.

"Yes, yes, what Baili Gongzi said is true, I must take your words to heart."

"Since you admit your mistake, forget about this matter today, and I won't pursue it with you again. But I have to warn you, in the future, you must not settle accounts after the autumn, and go to this little brother or this inn for trouble, if you let me know that you are not good for them, I will not spare them! Hundred miles of Liancheng warned sharply.

"Baili Gongzi, please rest assured, I will never trouble them in the future." Zhang Yiyang immediately assured.

"That's all I have to say, you can go, I don't want to see you again." Baili Liancheng waved his hand and twisted his head towards the broken window, where he could see the hazy moonlight on the horizon.

"I want to leave too, but ......" Zhang Yiyang stopped talking.

"But what?" Baili Liancheng raised an eyebrow and asked.

"But my father told me to go and congratulate Ling Zun on his birthday, and I'm afraid you will still see me when the time comes. If I don't get the gift this time, my father will blame me, so I can't go. Zhang Yiyang said with a bitter face.

"This is easy to do, you just leave the congratulatory gift, I will pass on the congratulatory message of your family to my father, you don't have to go to Luoshu Villa again, you can go home now."

"Well, it's all up to you, I'll leave the carriage behind, and the congratulatory gifts are all in it. I'm going to say goodbye, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, and I'll see you again in the future. Zhang Yiyang had no worries, and crawled out of the inn with a rolling belt, and the seriously injured dog leg hurriedly followed, not daring to stay and be bored.

After Zhang Yiyang left, he naturally began to preside over the overall situation, ordering the shopkeeper to tidy up the messy front hall, and sending people to chase the guests who left, so that everyone could come back for the night. In the end, the shopkeeper opened two upper rooms and prepared a table of banquets.

"Little brother, the battle just now was really dangerous, you didn't get hurt, did you?" Baili Liancheng turned to Zhao Zheng and asked.

"It's only a little bit of skin, it's fine." Zhao Zheng glanced at the torn sleeve and smiled.

"I have gold sore medicine with me, I can bandage you on the spot, and after wrapping it, if you don't dislike it, you can go to my house and talk about it. I see you as a decent person, and I'd love to make friends with you. ”

The purpose of Zhao Zheng's trip is to go to Luoshu Villa to celebrate his birthday, and it would be great if he could make friends with the owner's son. And he sees that the people of the city are good, putting aside all kinds of interests, he can also make friends for this person.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, and I'm also happy to have a night conversation with Brother Baili." Zhao Zheng hugged his fists.

"Hehe, that's good, please here." Baili Liancheng pointed to the stairs, went upstairs with Zhao Zheng and Zihuan, and entered the upper room arranged by the shopkeeper.

The wine and food were still cooking, and the table in the room was still empty, which could be used to bandage Zhao Zheng's wounds.

Zhao Zheng rolled up his right sleeve, and there was a shallow red mark on his arm, which was very light among the injuries he had ever suffered. This wound was caused by the knife qi wielded by the knife-wielding dog's leg, and it was only slightly rubbed to the edge at that time, and if it was directly cut by the blade, the wound would be much deeper.

Zihuan took out a bottle of gold sore medicine and a white cloth from the treasure bag she was carrying on her waist and came to Zhao Zheng's side. He made a gesture to help Zhao Zheng bandage.

"Thank you. I'll do it myself. Zhao Zheng shook his head. Reach for the gold sore medicine and the white cloth.

"Whatever you want, I don't like to do this job anyway." Zihuan was also happy.

"Sister Zihuan, he injured his arm, only one hand can move, it's inconvenient, you should bandage him. You are an old man, and you must be better at doing this than others. Baili Liancheng said on the side.

"Don't put an old word on my head, this girl is still young." Zihuan glanced at the young master. Yi Yan lifted the lid of the gold sore medicine and smeared it on the wound on Zhao Zheng's arm.

Zhao Zheng actually has gold sore medicine on his body, and he can also bandage it himself, but it is not good to make people happy, so he did not refuse. He glanced at his wounds, and his gaze naturally fell on Zihuan's hands, these jade hands were beautiful, but there were a few obvious calluses on the palms, which must have been sharpened on his hands when practicing the whip method.

"Hey, your pulse is unsteady. The flow of internal forces fluctuates between strength and weakness, what is going on. Have you been wounded internally? Zihuan touched Zhao Zheng's arm and noticed something unusual from the pulse.

"Well, I met an enemy a while ago, and when I was fighting, I used a move that injured the enemy by 1,000 and damaged 800 myself, causing myself to suffer some internal injuries." Zhao Zheng nodded in acknowledgement, and glanced at Zihuan, this woman has willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and her eyebrows are full of anger, and she is beautiful and heroic.

When Baili Liancheng heard that Zhao Zheng had suffered internal injuries, he immediately said generously: "This is easy to do, we have brought the elixir for the treatment of internal injuries 'Jade Jade Dew Dan', and the effect is okay." Zihuan, you take one and give it to Brother Zhao Xian to help him heal. ”

"Jade Jade Ludan? This elixir is too precious, I can't accept such a great favor from you for no reason. Zhao Zheng's face changed slightly, and he refused, this kind of pill is a medium-grade pill, it is worth a lot, the two sides are just the first acquaintance, how can they accept this kind of gift.

"What is precious or not, someone who uses it is a pill, and no one who uses it is a waste. I took a whole bottle of this elixir with me when I went out, but I didn't use it once, and I hated it as a burden. If you can use a few of them, you'll be able to do me a great favor. In his eyes, the value of this pill is no different from soybeans, let alone one or a few grains, even if you scatter dozens of grains, you won't feel distressed.

In this world, there are the second generation of officials and the second generation of businessmen, and Baili Liancheng is a typical second generation of martial arts, born with a golden key, and what others can only get through hard work, he has all of them when he was born, so he doesn't know how to cherish them at all.

Although Baili Liancheng didn't take Jade Jade Ludan seriously, Zhao Zheng couldn't accept such a valuable gift indiscriminately, and still refused repeatedly.

These two people, one has to give, the other doesn't want it, and they can't argue several times, and if they continue to fight, I'm afraid they will have to turn their faces. Zhao Zheng had no choice but to accept it, but in order to have peace of mind, he took out a few Tiger Bone Pills from his body and gave them to Baili Liancheng, which was an exchange. Seeing Zhao Zheng's resolute attitude, Baili Liancheng made an exception and accepted it, but whether he would use this elixir is a matter of two words.

Seeing that Zhao Zheng was unwilling to be favored easily, Baili Liancheng never flattered him in his words, and he was not a person who tended to be inflammatory, so he glanced at Zhao Zhenggao twice, and wanted to make friends with him even more. He knows a lot of friends like high-ranking officials and martial arts masters, but there are few friends like Zhao Zheng who have such an appetite.

Zhao Zheng took the Jade Jade Dew Pill on the spot, this is a small green crystal pill, the surface is wrapped in sugar, there is not much obvious feeling after taking it, it seems that it will take a while for the effect of the medicine to work.

At this time, all kinds of dishes were prepared one after another, and they were put on the table one by one, Zihuan, as a bodyguard, had a great responsibility, first checked whether there was any poison in the wine and dishes, and then let Baili Liancheng and Zhao Zheng enjoy it.

The two hit it off at first sight, chatting while eating and drinking, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. The two have a lot of common language, the most talked about is swordsmanship, followed by dreams, these two people have the same idea, they both hope to become a famous chivalrous man in the future, and they also made an appointment to go out together in the future to do chivalrous deeds, and slaughter the heads of a few more bandits, robbers or corrupt dog officials.

During the banquet, Zhao Zheng said the purpose of the trip, claiming that he had brought a few pieces of exquisite wood carvings and was about to send them to the owner of Baililian Mountain Villa to celebrate his birthday. Baili Liancheng became even happier after hearing this, and immediately said that he wanted to stay in Luo Shu Villa for a few days. Zhao Zheng came here for this act, and of course he readily agreed.

The more the two chatted, the more speculative they became, and they chatted for most of the night. And there is still no intention of resting. Zihuan was so sleepy that she yawned. I don't want to accompany these two anymore. I said goodbye and left halfway through and went back to my room to rest.

Zhao Zheng had a good chat tonight, and he was very happy, although he had traveled here for more than two years, it was the first time he had made such like-minded friends of the same age. This is thanks to the fact that he came to celebrate the birthday of Baili Lianshan, otherwise he would not have come here and met Baili Liancheng.

In fact, not only Zhao Zheng, but also many people on the rivers and lakes are rushing to Vena Villa. If you want to congratulate the owner of the village on his birthday, the momentum is quite huge.

Among this group of people celebrating their birthdays, there is another mountain villa, which is in no way inferior to Luo Shu Villa, and is one of the "Seventeen Villages".

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Sword Casting Villa, inside the Sword Shrine.

This is a naturally formed cave hinterland, and the space is not small, even if you ride a horse here a few times, you will not feel crowded. The walls of the mountain in the belly of the mountain are rugged and uneven, and some of the stones shine with a metallic sheen. It turned out to be some metal ore.

In the center of the mountain, a circular platform has been artificially excavated. and built a staircase to the platform. The platform is flat and smooth, with hundreds of swords stuck in it. The swords were plunged deep into the stone ground, their tips pointing downwards and their hilts pointing upwards.

These swords are all from the hands of skilled craftsmen, and all of them can enter the grade, and the swords of the rotten street are not worthy of appearing here.

This is the sword mound, and as the name suggests, it is the place where the sword is buried.

Some swordsmen have a different affection for swords, and after discarding some swords, they will send them here for burial and storage. In addition, some swords that failed to be cast in Sword Forge Villa may also be sent here, and before they can be used, they will end their life as swords.

It sounds strange to have an affection for a sword and treat it as life, but it's not. The real high-grade swords are all sword spirits, can communicate with people, and have life like living creatures, and deserve to be respected.

The hundreds of swords were stuck in the ground, and a mountain wind blew in through the hole, rubbing past the swords, making a rustling sound, as if the swords were communicating privately and telling their own stories.

Among the hundreds of swords, there is a sword that is particularly special, it is located in the center of the platform, revealing a domineering momentum, prohibiting other swords from approaching, within a radius of three zhang, empty, only some swords are left in the hole on the ground, but there is no sword figure.

This sword is more than a meter long, and the proportions of the sword body, hilt, sword grid and other aspects are very standard, and the special thing is that this sword lacks decoration and does not have the slightest embellishment. This is rare as a sword, even if it is a sword on a bad street, the blacksmith will carve a little pattern on it.

The sword looked like it wasn't finished, like a newborn child.

In front of the sword, sat a smiling old man, very old, hunchbacked, skinny, and bare, with only a handful of hair that had not yet been eroded by the years. On his hunchback, he carried a huge wooden box that was disproportionate to his body, and he didn't know what was in it, and there was also a wine gourd hanging around his waist, even if the lid was covered, it revealed a stream of wine aroma, which showed that the gourd was filled with agar and jade liquid.

But anyone who knows a little bit about Sword Casting Villa will recognize this hunchbacked old man at a glance, he is the "sword slave" who claims to be the second sword casting master in Sword Casting Villa, and the swords forged by him are all medium-grade or even high-grade swords.

The sword slave looked at the sword in front of him with a loving gaze, which had just been forged, as if it were his lover.

"You said you were going to come here to wait for your new master, but when you came, you didn't let your kind come close, and your temper was too great. But it's nothing, a dignified sword, a little temper should also be. ”

"It's a pity that I'm too old to your taste to get your approval, otherwise, I would really want to use you personally. Alas, alas, alas. ”

"Okay, don't rush, I'll leave as soon as possible, and find a suitable user for you according to your requirements. I really can't bear you, so let me see you more before I go. ”

The sword slave muttered to the sword, but he couldn't hear the sound of the sword body, giving any response. When he said that his mouth was dry, he untied the wine gourd hanging from his waist, took a sip beautifully, and then continued to talk.

At this time, another person walked into the sword shrine. Walk through the flat paths. Along the road came to the bottom of the platform. Climb the ladder.

The sword slave didn't turn around, he was still staring at this proud work of his life, looking at it like this, even if a naked * woman came behind him, he wouldn't turn around.

Coming in was also an old man, much taller than the sword slave, with gray hair and a gray beard. fluttering all over the front heart. After the cultivation of the martial artist is high, it can delay aging, and the actual age is higher than the surface age, the appearance of these two people is so old, it can be seen that the actual age will be even older, I am afraid that it is close to a hundred years old.

The gray-haired old man stood behind the sword slave, staring at the sword with a calm and sophisticated gaze, like the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Brother, since I learned art from Master. The sword I forged is always inferior to yours, which has always made me a little unwilling. This time, I finally got a good look and forged this 'Zichu Sword'. For at least the last few years, this primordial sword is the best sword ever produced in the Lodge, and even the sword you forge can't compare. Even if the sword slave didn't look back, he knew who was coming, and after a moment of silence, he said with a smile without looking back.

"You've lost most of your life, and it's nothing for you to win once in a while. However, I still have to say that I have been brewing to forge a superb sword for several years, so I have delayed the progress of forging an ordinary sword, otherwise, I will not let you surpass me. The gray-haired old man said disappreciatively. He is the owner of this sword-forging villa, named Tie Xuanfeng, who has dealt with hammers and swords all his life, and is also the elder brother of the sword slave.

"Losing is losing, and it's useless to find any reason. And only the best sword can surpass this Zichu Sword, even if you cast a top-grade sword, it can't surpass the Zichu Sword. You and I both know this. ”

"This is not a boast, Zichu Sword is indeed a good sword, the sword spirit is active, the sword edge is sharp, and it has great potential, it can become stronger and stronger with the increase of use, it is already very close to the best sword, but it is ......"

"Just what?" When the sword slave heard this, Feng wanted to find fault with Zi Chujian, and immediately raised his eyebrows, his eyebrows were already bald, and there was no upper half of his eyebrows.

"It's just that Zi Chujian's personality is too flamboyant and overvigorous, and he insists on deciding his own users through competition, so it will inevitably set off a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes, and even implicate the Sword Casting Villa to set up enemies for us." Tie Xuanfeng was a little worried, as the owner of the village, he had a great responsibility, and he naturally considered things one layer deeper than others.

"So what." The sword slave pursed his lips, "I really don't look down on ordinary people, if it weren't for the amazing talent, I wouldn't be worthy of using the Zichu Sword I forged." I have the same idea as Zi Chujian, I want to hold a ring match to determine the most suitable master. ”

"In the past, all the high-grade swords were obtained by capable people, at least only the Sevenfold Heavenly Martial Artists could get their hands on them and control them. However, Zi Chu Jian has a vigorous personality, and he is unwilling to recognize the older people as the master, and only allows young people to participate in duels, so that the people who participate in the competition must not be high in cultivation, at most about the Five Heavens, even if such a person gets the Zi Chu Sword, I am afraid that he will not be able to keep it for too long, and sooner or later he will be snatched away by other martial artists with higher cultivation. This is also a big problem. You've spent years and painstaking efforts to forge this first sword, and you don't want it to change hands so often, right? ”

"I've thought about the problem you mentioned, and I've come up with a solution."

"What's the solution?"

"As long as whoever gets the Zichu Sword, the Sword Casting Villa will officially declare him as the sole owner of the Zichu Sword, and no one is allowed to snatch it, otherwise it will be impossible to get along with the Sword Casting Villa." When the sword slave spoke, his eyes were condensed, and he was full of fierceness.

"Hmph, listen to your tone, as if you are the owner of this mountain villa, don't forget, I am the owner of the village, you don't make any decisions on your own. Although the status of the rivers and lakes of Sword Casting Villa is not low, it has always concentrated on sword casting, maintained a neutral attitude, and did not participate in the battles and disputes in the rivers and lakes. If you make such a promise, you will inevitably cause endless trouble for the lodge. Tie Xuanfeng shook his head, disagreeing.

"If you don't agree, forget it, I don't bother to beg you, if you really can't do it, after any lucky kid gets Zichu Sword, I will stay by his side and be his bodyguard. Whoever dares to snatch the first sword, I will divide the body of whoever messes with the sword. ”

"The tone is not small, as if you are the best in the world in martial arts, don't forget that you are just a sevenfold heavenly martial artist, and you can't even make a wave in the huge rivers and lakes. You're also old, but don't die for a sword. ”

"You don't have to worry about my business. Even if it is not to protect the user of the Zichu Sword, I have to accompany the Zichu Sword and take a look at this sword. I won't leave Zichu Sword until I start forging a new sword. A look of infatuation appeared on the sword slave's face again, staring at Zi Chujian affectionately.

"Then it's up to you, at your age, it's not good for me to use my identity as an eldest brother to suppress you." Tie Xuanfeng shook his head, and after a pause, he continued, "By the way, I have come here to inform you that the birthday of the owner of Luoshu Mountain Villa is coming soon, and if you don't leave today, you won't be able to catch up with his birthday banquet." The 60th birthday of Baili Lianshan, the day must be full of guests, heroes from all walks of life in the rivers and lakes will be present, and it is most appropriate to announce the news of the advent of Zichujian on that day. ”

"Arrived so soon? I remember that it was still more than half a month away. The sword slave was stunned and turned his head for the first time.

"You stayed here with Zi Chujian all day, you have forgotten the time, in fact, you have been here for seven days."

"Seven days?" The sword slave scratched the only strand of hair left on his head, "My good man, it turns out that so much time has passed, it seems that it really can't be delayed any longer, otherwise you will have to delay the business." Zi Chujian, you are waiting for me here, and I will set off to gather those powerful young warriors for you. ”

On the sword body of Zi Chu Sword, a light inadvertently flashed, as if in response to what the sword slave said. (To be continued......)