"The people of Jinyiwei said that they didn't come back to the Tongfu Inn at night, and Ling Hu Chong said that he came to me for a drink after finishing his errands, and he didn't come, so it seems that the two sides are fighting. According to the time, tonight is the day when the Lin family is destroyed, and then Linghu Chong escapes, encounters Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, gets the Xiaoao Jianghu Qu, and then meets the Huashan Sword Sect with a clear wind, and gets the Dugu Nine Swords inheritance. ”

Looking at the sunset in the west, Wang Xu silently counted the time and thought about how he should act.

Among them, the Lin family's tragedy, Wang Xu didn't plan to interfere in this matter, all he cared about was Zixia Divine Skill and the Dugu Nine Swords with a clear wind.

Listening to Ling Hu Chong's statement, Yue Buqun should arrive tomorrow night, and the time is just staggered with Ling Hu Chong's plot.

Wang Xu felt that he could first seek to seize Zixia's divine skills, and then go to paddle with Linghu Chong, seek the inheritance of Dugu Nine Swords, and finally if he had time, he could also calculate how to get the next volume of the Yijin Sutra from Shaolin Temple.

Of course, this is tomorrow and later, and the first priority is to fill your stomach first.

Pushing open the door, Wang Xu came downstairs, intending to eat something first.

When I went downstairs, I saw that Lao Bai and a few people were surrounding Tong Xiangyu, and everyone was talking about something.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Lao Bai and a few people gathered together, Wang Xu asked a little strangely.

Lu Xiucai took the initiative to lean in and whispered: "Something is wrong, you gave Li Dazui the cheats of iron sand palms, and Li Dazui showed off all over the world, saying what happened after he learned martial arts." The shopkeeper listened to it in his ears and remembered it in his heart, thinking that everyone would know martial arts, and she wouldn't be embarrassed.

So, the shopkeeper rummaged through the cabinets and found the martial arts secrets left by the Hengshan faction to Mo Xiaobei, and planned to follow them to learn two tricks. As a result, something happened, the shopkeeper took the martial arts cheats, looked at the candles, and whoever wanted to burn the cheats, which had to let Xiaobei know that he had to cry to death, and now everyone is trying to figure out a way. ”

Mo Xiaobei is the granddaughter of Mr. Mo Da of the Hengshan faction, and Tong Xiangyu is the granddaughter-in-law of Mr. Mo Da.

It's just that before he got married, Mr. Mo's grandson Mo Xiaobao died, and Tong Xiangyu became a widow without entering the cave room, so he took Mo Xiaobei to live in Qixia Town.

So in Mo Xiaobei, there is a secret book of Hengshan faction's martial arts, which is a few Hengshan swordsmanship for Mo Xiaobei to practice.

On weekdays, Mo Xiaobei wants to go to school in the women's school, and the cheats are placed in Tong Xiangyu's place, but Tong Xiangyu was stimulated by Li Dazui, and he also had the idea of practicing martial arts.

"Shopkeeper, I think so, let's send a letter to Hengshan, and ask them to send another cheatbook, as long as you don't let Xiaobei know that she won't make trouble." Lao Bai was the first to speak and said his own way.

Tong Xiangyu nodded for a while when he heard this, and then he was deflated again, and said: "The Hengshan faction is thousands of miles away from here, the letter is being sent, and the cheats are being sent, at least ten days and half a month." In the past ten days and half a month, what should Xiaobei do if she asks, this cheats book is a relic left to her by his brother, if she knows that the cheats are burned, she will not cry to death? ”

"Then what should I do, the cheats are already burned, we can't conjure them up, right?" Guo Furong interjected, and everyone nodded for a while.

Tong Xiangyu covered her face and cried, slapped her thigh, and cried: "Why am I so careless, Xiaobei, sister-in-law is sorry for you!" ”

"Don't cry, it's better like this, while we have someone send a letter to the Hengshan faction, we will find a painter to draw a sword book. Xiaobei usually doesn't take martial arts seriously at all, she first fooled around with the fake sword book when she asked, and after ten days and half a month, the real sword book was sent from Hengshan, you don't say it, I don't say it, everyone doesn't say it, how can Mo Xiaobei know! "Lao Bai's title is to steal the saint, and he quickly came up with a ghost idea.

As soon as the people around heard it, this method can be tried, as long as it has been deceived for ten days and half a month, the real sword spectrum has been sent from Hengshan, and who knows if it will be replaced when the time comes.

"This is a good way, Lao Bai, go and invite a painter to come over, we have to draw a sword book as quickly as possible, otherwise Xiaobei will be late when he comes back from school tomorrow." Tong Xiangyu was radiant and encouraged Bai Zhantang to find a painter.

Wang Xu stood aside and listened secretly frightened, the plot in front of him was clearly the plot of the thirty-fifth episode of "The Painter" in Wulin Gaiden.

If the plot is right, the painter that Lao Bai will find in a while is the first master of martial arts biography, the god painter who disappeared at a glance.

The God Painter only appeared once in the entire plot, and then he was crowned the first master, and even Guo Juxia, the head catcher of the Six Doors, and Gongsun Oolong, the head of the Sunflower Sect, are slightly inferior in everyone's minds.

And Wang Xu has inquired, Guo Juxia sits in charge of six gates, balances the entire rivers and lakes, and is like a Dinghai divine needle in the world, a 100% grandmaster-level master.

But in the mouth of the divine painter, Guo Juxia's martial arts are barely okay, and it is revealed from this sentence that the painter's martial arts are more than a step higher than Guo Juxia.

"The painter that Lao Bai will find in a while, if I know this god painter, I will win the jackpot today!" Wang Xu's face was silent, but he was secretly looking forward to it in his heart.

Half an hour later, Lao Bai ran back from outside, still holding a fat old man in his hand.

The fat old man looked sixty or seventy years old, with gray hair, and a wooden stick in his hand as a crutch, looking around curiously like a baby.

Seeing this person, Wang Xu was relieved, this painter was really a god painter, and Lao Bai really found him.

"The shopkeeper, the painter has been found!" Lao Bai shouted, and walked into the door with the painter in his arms.

Tong Xiangyu was overjoyed, and then looked at the painter whose clothes were washed white and looked demented, and asked, "Old man, are you old Guigeng?" ”

"It's not expensive, five cents for a painting, just paint, no matter the mounting, refuse to bargain." The painter smiled kindly, and the appearance of Alzheimer's became even stronger.

As soon as Bai Zhantang saw this, he hurried up and explained in a whisper: "The old man is a little behind his ears, but it's absolutely no problem to paint." ”

After saying this, Bai Zhantang approached the painter again and said loudly: "Old man, she is asking how old you are!" ”

"I can only draw, I can't count, if I want to draw a few sheets, you just have to take a few pieces of paper." The painter smiled and nodded to everyone.

Bai Zhantang was a way this time, patted his head lightly, and said, "Old man, let's stop chatting, let's draw, and check out when the painting is finished." ”

"I can't draw, I haven't eaten for more than ten days, my stomach is empty, my hands are trembling with hunger, let's eat first." The painter was not deaf this time, rubbing his stomach with a flattering expression.

Tong Xiangyu dragged Bai Zhantang hard, with unhappiness on his face, and said in a low voice: "Where did you find this old man, saying that he hasn't eaten for more than ten days, is he confused?" ”

"It's okay, it's pitiful to see him, give him some food first, and let him paint later." Lao Bai comforted a few words, turned to the painter and asked, "What do you always want to eat?" ”

"I want to eat Dongpo elbows, red fried pork, Sixi meatballs, hot waist flowers, and fat intestines!" The painter drooled as he spoke, and he didn't know that his beard was wet.

Hearing that the requirements were quite high, Bai Zhantang was not happy, and teased: "You haven't eaten for more than ten days, and you are not afraid of indigestion if you eat so greasy?" ”

"It's cold and you're hot, why are you so stingy?" The painter began to be confused again, and looked at Lao Bai with disgust.

Bai Zhantang's face was bitter, and he didn't know whether the painter was really confused or fake, and asked, "Shopkeeper, what should I do?" ”

"Shallots mixed with tofu, radish pickles, and a bowl of bone broth are worthy of him." Tong Xiangyu also felt that the painter was looking for trouble, so he sent him away with a casual sentence.

"Wait, just do as he says!"

Without waiting for Tong Xiangyu to give orders, Wang Xu walked up from behind and smiled at the painter: "Old man, I'll invite you to dinner today..."