Fallen leaves wither.

Jackdaw crooked.

It's autumn again.

In the alley, which is not wide or narrow, an old beggar with tattered clothes and unkempt hair is lazily sleeping under the eaves of a corner, with thick fallen leaves under his body, and he is probably upset by the "croaking" bird, the old beggar angrily picks up a walnut-sized stone, and throws it at the black bird resting on the dead branch, but unfortunately, it was not hit, only in a fluttering sound, startled a few black feathers.

In the whispers of swearing, the old beggar looked sleepily at the house at the end of the alley.

The dilapidated, decaying mansion, in ruins.

On the mottled gate, the bright and dazzling vermilion lacquer of the past has now fallen off, as if it has been washed by wind and rain, like a piece of burn scars, ugly and ugly.

A few sparrows were on the ground in front of the door, pecking at the rotten leaves and rotten shells, and the dim plaque could vaguely recognize two words.

"Li Yuan!"

This is actually Li Yuan, who was famous all over the world and shocked the rivers and lakes in the past.

Unfortunately, it has declined.

In this world, there is no immutable thing, there is no long-lasting sect, and there is no undefeated person, Rao is this mansion has walked out of many unbeatable, famous people, but it can't hide its twilight mountain, like the end of the old leaves and withered branches.

The old beggar recalled that he had been asking for food all his life in this city, and he was used to seeing the life and death of the people in the rivers and lakes, and he had seen the guests in front of this mansion, and he also witnessed how it went into decline, dilapidation, and then to this point.

"Alas!"

The old man let out a low sigh, then changed to a comfortable position and lay down again.

Occasionally, a few horses' hooves were startled, from far and near, but they only stopped at the mouth of this alley, as if they came to see what is extraordinary about this legendary mansion that has been passed down by people by word of mouth; Most of the people who come are young people, fledgling, new to the rivers and lakes, but also yearn for the rivers and lakes, their faces, immature are filled with the desire to be famous in the world, as well as the yearning for the former owner of this house, maybe a few years later, among these people, there are also people who will be famous in the world.

This is the rivers and lakes, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, there will never be a shortage of people in the world who yearn for the rivers and lakes, and there will never be a shortage of geniuses, in every era, there will always be a few extraordinary people, beyond the world, like stars across the rivers and lakes, praised by the world.

It was getting dark, and it was already dusk.

The old beggar, who had been sleeping heavily, suddenly shivered for some reason, and then woke up from his dream, he pulled the ragged jacket on his body, only to feel that the weather suddenly seemed to become very cold.

But no matter how he moved, the clothes on his body were wrapped and wrapped, and the neckline was tightened and tightened, but the chill did not ease, but became heavier and heavier, as if he suddenly woke up from autumn to winter.

But he suddenly paused, slowly raised his head, and looked under an old tree a few paces away.

It turned out that I don't know when, there was a person standing among the fallen leaves.

At a glance, the old beggar's pupils shrank inexplicably, and his face turned pale, as if he was a little frightened and shuddered.

It was a green-robed guest, dressed in plain blue clothes, but behind his back, a long snow-white hair was already covering his waist, swaying slightly in the autumn wind, reflecting the man's crystal clear side face like ice and jade.

"Where has the owner of this yard gone?"

A round and mellow voice fell.

The old beggar always felt that this side face seemed to be seen somewhere, and when he heard the other party's words, his body trembled inexplicably, and he whispered: "Gone...... It's all gone...... It's been a long ......."

The man muttered for a moment.

"That's it!"

He immediately turned and left.

The old man was about to speak, but as soon as the green-robed guest in front of him raised his foot, and when he fell, the person was already standing more than ten feet away, if it weren't for the light of day, the old beggar really felt like he had seen a ghost in the daytime. But what made his eyes widen even more, and what made him stay on the spot was that he vaguely saw a face the moment the man turned around, a face that anyone who saw it once would never forget......

When the present becomes the past, when the past becomes a legend, and when the legend gradually disappears in the sword shadow of the rivers and lakes, there will be new people in the rivers and lakes.

And in this era, the most dazzling person is called the sword god Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa.

But on this river and lake, there is also the most terrifying force - "Tianzun".

It is said that its power is so huge that it is no longer under the "Blue Dragon Society" in the past, and it is powerful and famous.

……

On the rivers and lakes.

Every day, people die, some people enter this river and lake, some become famous, and some people are frustrated.

But I don't know when, there is one more storyteller in this Jianghu, a different storyteller.

What he said was not what people were already familiar with, but the most unknown anecdotes, strange tales, and anecdotes in the world, as well as enmities and hatreds, and some things that have long disappeared in memory and worn out in the years.

The rivers and lakes are always inseparable from enmity and hatred.

In his mouth, there is the battle of "Yandang Mountain" that has long gone, there is the "Happy King" Chai Yuguan, the famous hero Shen Lang, and the "King of Kyushu" Shen Tianjun, and even the Demon Sect, the Blue Dragon Society, or the Xiao Li Flying Knife that has become a great sounding in the world, as well as the flying swordsman, or the old man of Tianji, Shangguan Jinhong......

He said too many things, and he knew too much, like there was nothing in the world that he didn't know, and there was no person he didn't know, just like "Bai Xiaosheng" a few years ago, no, this person is even more powerful than Bai Xiaosheng, thousands of times more powerful.

But no one knew where he came from, no one knew his name, and no one could see his face, for this man, full of white hair, wore a mask all day long, and although it was a mask, the painting on it was sometimes different; Sadness or laughter, joy or sorrow, anger, and crying, and their whereabouts are uncertain, very erratic.

Some people have seen him blowing suo, restraining those who died in the rivers and lakes, some people have seen him sing on stage, as soon as he opened his voice, he was shocked by the pear garden, and some people have seen him singing for the dusty woman in the Goolan tile shop, or some people have seen him holding a bowl of noodle soup, squatting on the side of the road like an idler splashing skin and swallowing drinks, not caring at all.

This is a strange person, there are many people in the rivers and lakes, there are capable people, strange people, and masterful people, and now, there is another strange person.

Many people are looking for him, because they all want to know a lot of things they don't know, and there are also many people who want to make a deal with him, because he seems to know a lot, as long as he does one thing for him, he can get a martial art, a mastery, any martial art, or know an answer.

Therefore, people in the rivers and lakes say that he knows everything.

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