Zheng Fanli.

The originally calm expression of the Sword Saint changed slightly, this name is a little familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere.

The so-called wind in the rivers and lakes has long been unable to blow at the level of the Sword Saint, but he still heard this name, and soon, he remembered that when the "Mr. North" faced the Qianguo Silver Armor Guard, he reported to his home and said this name.

The Sword Master didn't know how popular this name was, because he lived next door to Uncle Zheng, and he didn't have to rely on "Hey, I heard" or "Heh, you know" to get to know Uncle Zheng.

But no matter what,

This behavior of claiming to be the first guest in front of the lord,

It's really a little unbearable.

"Ahem......... Ahem........."

Juggernaut pretended to cough to suppress his laughter.

But in the eyes of outsiders, this is frightened by the identity of a scholar.

In fact, on the rivers and lakes, there are many versions of the story of "Zheng Fanli", originally, it was tepid, after all, the rivers and lakes are very large, and the fish and dragons are mixed.

There are many stories, and there are even more who have no stories but insist on making up stories to become famous.

But in the past two years, Uncle Hirano has been on the rise, and his prestige is far and wide, and even the guest named "Zheng Fanli" under Uncle Hirano has also become famous.

Some people say that Zheng Fanli is a strategist, standing behind Uncle Hirano, strategizing, Uncle Hirano goes on the expedition, and the supply of grain and grass in the army in the rear is all controlled by him alone;

Some people say that Zheng Fanli is an assassin, wandering in the shadows, coming and going without a trace, when the Fu King of Qianguo was killed in the city, he did it, and after killing people, he left indifferently with his head;

Some people say that Zheng Fanli is a general in the army, good at charging, and it is his handiwork that Hirano Bo ran thousands of miles to attack the Snow Customs.

Some people also say that Zheng Fanli is a military general, with a tall physique, wearing heavy armor and holding a double axe on top of the battle array.

It's just that the last statement is actually not recognized by the rivers and lakes, after all, the people in the rivers and lakes listen to the rivers and lakes, and no one likes Zheng Fanli is actually that kind of stupid general image, which is too lacking in beauty and tarnishes the name "Zheng Fanli".

After hearing the scholar claim to be a scholar,

Xiong Lijing glanced at Zheng Fan first,

Who Fan Li is, she knows.

But the person in front of him actually told his father-in-law in front of his father-in-law that he was the first guest under his father-in-law?

Isn't she his mistress?

Uncle Zheng didn't laugh, but arched his hand and said:

"Look up for a long time, look up for a long time."

Seeing that Zheng Fan did not bow his posture, the scholar hesitated for a while.

Obviously, in his opinion, relying on the name of "Zheng Fanli" and Pingyebo, even if he is a noble person in the Yan army, he has to give three points, and he will not be so calm.

Uncle Zheng didn't pretend to be surprised, and pretended to be sincerely afraid to cooperate with him;

Because

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is also very tiring.

Here, the refreshment is for others, not for yourself, so let yourself act for other people in this wine shop?

If it is the Yan Emperor sitting here, the Marquis of Zhenbei and the Marquis of Jingnan,

get

Uncle Zheng doesn't mind being ugly, be a good man, put down your body, you are happy.

When people live in the world, they always have to put on a mask, but after years of hard work and hard work step by step, what they want is not to make their lives less and less acting?

Let Uncle Zheng at this time cooperate with the scholar in front of him,

It's just like the old monster who has been cultivating for thousands of years is still jealous of women and fighting others to the death, it's very inexplicable.

"Dinner is coming."

The week whip came out.

Bibimbap, two plates of wild vegetables, one plate is cold salad, one plate is fried, and a pot of wine.

Uncle Zheng lowered his head and smelled it, well, fragrant.

Staying at home at ordinary times, eating this, it is inevitable to get tired of panicking, but when you go out, one is tired, and the other is inconvenient to eat and drink, this is very appropriate.

Uncle Zheng stretched out his right hand,

Xiong Liqing picked up a pair of chopsticks, poured the wine on the chopsticks, and then wiped it with her own handkerchief, and put the chopsticks in the palm of Uncle Zheng's hand with the head facing forward.

Uncle Zheng took a bite of rice,

With your eyes closed,

Road:

"Well, it's delicious."

Xiong Liqing washed and wiped the second pair of chopsticks with wine, got up, and handed it to the Sword Master who was sitting diagonally opposite.

The Juggernaut had actually picked up a pair of chopsticks and was ready to eat, and he wasn't so particular about it.

But seeing that the princess stood up and handed it to herself, he hesitated, and the sword master bowed slightly and took the chopsticks.

Too lazy to get up and pick it up,

Because the Juggernaut has seen through,

These husband and wife are the kind of people who can buy the whole vehicle and sell it in large quantities.

Others, a little bit, if it is spread out or written into the notes, it is a good story, in front of these two people, especially in front of this man, directly measure the full.

The three of them began to eat wild vegetables and food.

The scholar who had just reported his home was embarrassed to hang aside.

The drunkard licked his lips, took another big sip of wine, smiled, lowered his head, and began to play with the salted eggs used to serve the wine with his chopsticks.

Over there

The woman spoke:

"Come back."

Naturally, this was said to the scholar.

The scholar's face was cloudy for a while, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable, but he didn't have the courage to attack the three people who were eating in front of him.

The woman stood up, walked over, reached out and grabbed the scholar's shoulder, pulling the scholar behind her.

The scholar was still about to move forward, but the sword in the woman's hand suddenly trembled.

The scholar hesitated for a moment and stopped.

The drunkard looked at this scene and rarely spoke again, as if it was not him who had been gushing about it before.

The woman salutes with her sword,

To the Sword Master:

"This gentleman, the sword is a great weapon of light, why don't you see anyone?"

Juggernaut ignored her and continued to eat.

Uncle Zheng was too lazy to deal with Zheng Fanli, and the Sword Saint was naturally too lazy to talk to a little girl with a sword he met on the road.

The woman still doesn't give up,

Road:

"This gentleman, the sword of the world, has its luster, and now the gentleman wraps it in things, so that its luster cannot be revealed, don't you hear the sorrow of the sword?"

The Juggernaut was still eating, and by the way, he took a chopstick dish.

Zheng Fan eats the earliest, and he eats the fastest, and those who have been in the army for a long time often eat very quickly.

Xiong Lijing immediately put down her chopsticks, took out her other handkerchief, and helped Zheng Fan wipe his mouth carefully.

The corner of the sword master's eye noticed this scene,

I was a little stunned for a while.

Zheng Fan looked at the Sword Saint and said, "Miss your sister-in-law?" ”

The Sword Saint nodded and said, "I didn't feel that I had nothing to worry about before, but after I got married, I didn't feel it, and as soon as I went out, I started to think about it." ”

"Huh."

Zheng Fan smiled.

The woman, like the scholar, was also left aside.

The woman raised her head and showed a funny look,

Again:

"Sir, don't you hear the sorrow of the sword?"

Uncle Zheng raised his head, looked at the woman, and said:

"Can a sword glow?"

The heroine replied, "Naturally." ”

"Oh." Uncle Zheng nodded and said, "It's hidden, it's not that I don't want you to see it glow, but I'm afraid of blinding you." ”

After a pause,

Uncle Zheng took the toothpick handed over from Xiong Liqing's hand,

Again:

"Look, go outside, keep your eyes open, look at the sun, it's the same."

"So, according to what this son said, this gentleman's sword is enough to make me feel ashamed?"

Uncle Zheng groaned a little,

Fingers rubbing his chin,

Road:

"You don't have breasts."

"What?"

"It's too skinny, too."

Only then did the woman realize that the man in black in front of her was evaluating her figure, and immediately showed a look of shame and anger on her face, and said:

"Do you know that just by virtue of the two sentences you just said, I have a reason to cut off your hands, yes, the Yan people have entered the Jin, but your Yan people are not in the big city but are still so presumptuous in this mountain and wilderness, are you really bullying me that there is no one in the Jin land!"

Uncle Zheng shook his head and said:

"That's not what I meant."

"And what do you mean?"

"I mean, you're not the type I like, you look like a pockmarked stick, and if you move a little, you're easy to get into yourself.

Men are generally tolerant of women, but because you are not good-looking, my tolerance is also limited.

So

Right now

Sit back,

Eat your food obediently, and don't bother me anymore. ”

Xiong Liqing took out an iron box, opened it, took out a cigarette from it, and sent it to Uncle Zheng's mouth:

"Xiang Gong is not angry, come to Genhuazi."

Because this time it was Xiong Lijing who accompanied Uncle Zheng into Beijing, although she wanted to use her identity to help Uncle Zheng become famous, she was not a pure vase display after all.

She didn't want to do this herself, and Siniang wouldn't allow a cold vase to show her face at home.

It was Liu Ruqing, who was also asked by Siniang to practice the song of eighteen touches with a red face.

For Xiong Liqing, Siniang told her all the details of her uncle's life and hobbies, and asked her to take good care of her.

The princess took out the fire fold and helped Uncle Zheng light a cigarette.

And this scene,

Completely fell into the eyes of drunkards,

His hand holding the wine bowl trembled slightly.

And after that,

His gaze fell on the white-clothed Sword Saint again, and the wine in the bowl shook out.

But the woman drew her sword,

Road:

"This is the first time anyone has said such a thing in front of me."

"Girl, that's because the people you usually come into contact with are too unpopular."

The woman smiled slightly,

Road:

"Yes, I've basically been with my master all these years, perhaps, in your eyes, my master is not in the stream?"

Uncle Zheng spat out a puff of smoke rings,

Road;

"Dare to ask the Venerable Master?"

The woman said proudly:

"The family teacher's surname is Yu, and he is the Sword Saint of Jindi!"

"........." Juggernaut.

Juggernaut put down his chopsticks, and he finished eating.

Uncle Zheng smiled and said:

"So, that monk master should be Shakyamuni, right?"

"Amitabha, donor, Buddha must not be humiliated."

The young monk stood up and solemnly admonished Uncle Zheng.

"It's interesting, too."

Uncle Zheng said to Xiong Liqing:

"Let's settle the bill."

Xiong Liqing took out a piece of broken silver and put it on the table.

Uncle Zheng got up, and the Sword Saint also got up;

Seeing that the three men were about to leave,

The woman immediately stopped with a horizontal sword,

Road:

"Sword, I haven't seen it yet, I'm a sword addict, today, I have to see it!"

Uncle Zheng's eyes were gloomy.

He doesn't mind people waving the banner of "Zheng Fanli", because the rivers and lakes are very big, and he can't manage it.

What he minded was that these three people had already passed the category of relieving his boredom when eating, and he had reminded her before that you were not very good-looking.

I don't want to see you in general, that's because my threshold is high now, but really when I'm an earl who has been piled up with military merits, is my temper good?

"I'm annoyed." Zheng Fan said.

Juggernaut nodded, "I'm annoyed too." ”

When the girl pretended to be her teacher, the Sword Saint, who had been watching the fire from the other side, was annoyed.

Plainly

A sword saint who can kill the monarch with one sword, force his younger brother to rebel, and dare to enter Litian City alone to find Jingnan Hou to compete, how can his temper be good?

Yes, the days of Shengle City and Snow Customs have given the Sword Master a taste of another taste of life, but in the final analysis, he is still a Sword Master.

He doesn't care about as much as he used to do now, but he cares a lot about this kind of thing.

The Sword Master had never started a sect, because he was a person with a teacher, and it was his master who led him out of the poor and down-and-out Yu clan life and made him out of his own way.

It can be said that even if you arrange in front of the Juggernaut how he is not worthy of his name and sells pork, the Juggernaut will most likely laugh it off and ignore it.

but

The heroine offended the scales.

Juggernaut shot,

itself

Their identities don't have to be hidden.

The Sword Master didn't use Long Yuan, and pointed directly at the heroine with his fingertips.

The woman's eyes froze, and she immediately felt a terrifying aura coming towards her, and the long sword in her hand was immediately erected and protected in front of her.

The fingertips of the sword master were on the body of the sword, and the fingertips stopped the momentum, but the sword intent contained in the fingertips penetrated the long sword in an instant, and directly submerged into the body of the heroine.

"Be careful!"

The young monk let out a low roar, slapped his palms forward, slapped the woman's back, and then palms downward, and the sword qi that the sword master had just injected into the woman's body was extradited out of the body by the young monk like this, and shot into the ground.

A small hole was shot into the ground.

Juggernaut retracted his finger and stood still.

The woman spit out a mouthful of blood and was held in the arms of the young monk, she was actually not so unbearable, but her mistake was that she actually tried to use her sword qi to resist the sword qi of the man in front of her before, which made her sword qi collapse in an instant, and then the opponent's sword qi was able to drive straight in.

If it weren't for the monk's timely action, the sword qi that had already entered his body would have smashed his internal organs in one fell swoop.

The Sword Saint is not Chen Daxia, Chen Daxia has always had a compassionate feeling for dry people, but the Sword Saint does not like his mother-in-law.

Or, laugh it off;

Or, you die.

"Amitabha."

The monk handed the woman to the scholar beside him, clasped his hands together, and said:

"Donor, when you meet in Pingshui, why do you have to come up and move such a killing intent? You need to know that God has the virtue of a good life. ”

Uncle Zheng stretched out his hand to pick up Xiong Liqing and took her back a few steps.

At the same time, he sighed:

"In the past few years, I have cut a lot of people, but the three of you are about to become the people I want to cut the most."

One by one,

One by one, stirring up anger,

Rushing to death?

today

Originally, the weather was good,

Uncle Zheng planned to go up to Tianhu Mountain to hang himself first, and then join most of them with the blind man and enter Litian City.

Originally, I was in a very comfortable mood, who would have thought that I would have a meal at this small shop at the foot of the mountain, but I was forced to kill him.

The young monk stepped forward, intending to find his way back, and around him, a faint golden light flowed.

The drunkard let out a sigh:

"Buddha Gate Vajra Physique."

The cultivation of martial artists seems to be a spacious avenue, but in fact, there are many branches, and the key to the branches lies in the different ways of refining their bodies.

This young monk suppressed Mr. Ledger before, relying on his Buddhist vajra physique.

Juggernaut spread out his hands,

"Buzz!"

The sound of the sword trembled, and Long Yuan came out of the sheath and flew into the sword saint's hand.

When the bookkeeper who was sitting on the side saw this sword, his eyes immediately showed a look of shock.

On the contrary, the drunkard beside him, because he had already guessed in his heart, was not very surprised, but his face became a lot more solemn.

LONG Yuan,

It is a world-famous sword forged by the swordsmith of Chu for the sword saint himself, and its shape and form are actually circulated in the rivers and lakes early.

There are good swords in the army, and the rivers and lakes like swords.

First, the sword is a weapon used by the rivers and lakes to catch and kill, and second, the long sword is close to the body, and the clothes are fluttering, which is very in line with the aesthetics of the rivers and lakes.

When I first entered the rivers and lakes, even if I smashed the pot and sold iron, I had to equip myself with a sword, otherwise the rivers and lakes would have no taste.

And Long Yuan's sword style is also the sword body that many forgers in the rivers and lakes must refine.

In the blacksmith shops of large cities and towns with relatively strict jurisdiction, the forging of civil weapons is restricted, after all, the people in power do not want iron tools to flow into the people on a large scale.

But the cat has a cat and a mouse has a rat, the rivers and lakes are different from the orthodox kind of another name, the people in the rivers and lakes buy knives and swords, and naturally they also have their own channels, and there are also blacksmiths to do this kind of Jianghu people's livelihood, after all, how many copper plates can a hoe rake earn?

And in the rivers and lakes,

More than half of the blacksmith shops, in the shop, there is never a shortage of imitation Longyuan, but it is missing, and it is also because it has not had time to imitate it when it is sold out.

Therefore, as soon as Long Yuan came out, everyone knew him.

As for the authenticity of the sword, it depends on the person who wields the sword.

Previously, he forcibly injured people with his fingertip sword qi, and then summoned a dragon yuan, and this person's identity was already about to come out!

however

At the moment when the Long Yuan Sword appeared,

The heroine in the scholar's arms suddenly shouted:

"Why is my master's sword in your hands?"

"......" Zheng Fan.

"......" Juggernaut.

This woman is not a fool!

"Amitabha, injured the young girl, and dared to use the sword of his master, the poor monk has never seen such a brazen person!"

After that,

The monk actually called the Sword Master directly.

And it is with his own Buddhist Vajra physique, forcibly suppressed!

This is a type of fighting often used by martial artists, which is to rely on one's own body to fight the opponent in the simplest and roughest way, of course, provided that the opponent does not have the ability to break your body in a short period of time.

however

is when the former Jingnan Marquis and the Sword Saint duel,

Jing Nanhou would not choose to face the sword of the Sword Saint directly, but used his own physique to consume the sword intent of the Sword Saint, and then used the magic of the outside world to make a surprise move.

In this world,

A person,

There are very few who dare to face the Sword Saint Long Yuan.

But this monk dares,

Because he seems to be sure that this is not a real Sword Master, but an impostor!

And then

War

It's simple.

To be exact,

Juggernaut himself hadn't fought like this for a long time, and his opponent actually hit his sword blade directly!

"Click!"

The sound of shattering came,

Long Yuan stabbed the monk's King Kong physique without any suspense, and when the monk saw this, his eyes showed a look of astonishment, and he hurriedly pushed forward with both hands.

The Sword Master did not continue to go to the sword, but chose to flirt with him, because he also felt that these three people were a little too stupid.

The blade of the sword drew an arc,

The young monk withdrew, but there was a bloody hole in his chest, and his hands were also dripping with blood.

He looked down at his injuries,

I can't help but sigh:

"Although it's not a real Sword Master, your sword should be able to catch up with the shadow of the Sword Master."

And at this time,

The scholar also took out a letter arrow from his bosom,

Road:

"This arrow is issued, and the soldiers and horses of the large battalion outside Litian City will immediately go here, and when the time comes, you will not be able to escape!"

Xiong Lijing immediately looked down at her father-in-law's waist,

Zheng Fan shook his head and said:

"I don't have that."

Yes, the real Uncle Zheng doesn't have this thing either.

It is simple to mobilize the soldiers of the Snow Customs, but to mobilize other soldiers and horses outside, on the premise of no tiger talisman, you can only rely on Uncle Zheng himself to brush his face.

And at this time,

The drunkard got up and left the table,

knelt down in front of Zheng Fan,

Prostration:

"See Uncle Hirano, see Lord Swordmaster, see Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Uncle,

These people are not crazy and stupid, if Xiaomin guesses well, they should be people in the muddy door, and what they practice is the method of deception.

They didn't deliberately pretend to be crazy and stupid in front of their uncle and the Sword Saint Lord now, but they themselves now thought that they were Zheng Fanli and a Sword Saint master.

This is the method of self-deception in the muddy gate,

So

They are now deceiving themselves. ”