Chapter 67 Jianghu Daily 3

The town is not big, and there is only one inn.

The sun had just set when they arrived.

At this time, there were quite a few guests in the inn.

There are local people who come to eat, and there are also people who come from all over the world like them to stop by.

There are few people in the town, but this town is the only way to get to the capital, so there are many guests.

Yun Si Se was born good-looking, and in order to avoid trouble, he usually wore a hat when he was outside.

Ziluo didn't, but she held the sword, and she had a cold face, looking like she was not easy to mess with, and others didn't dare to provoke her easily.

As soon as he got out of the carriage, before he could enter the door, Yun Sese heard the storyteller's subdued voice.

"Are the two heroines sharpening or staying in the hotel?"

Ziluo: "Stay in the hotel." ”

"Okay, how many rooms do you two want?"

"Two adjacents."

During the conversation between Ziluo and the shopkeeper, Yun Se looked at the guests in the inn boredly.

The guests in the lobby are sitting in groups of three or two chatting about gossip, some are alone and drink by themselves, there are people from the rivers and lakes, and there are ordinary people, all of them.

The most striking thing is the teenager sitting alone in the corner.

He was born with a good-looking face.

Narrow phoenix eyes, extraordinarily long eyelashes.

He has very white skin and very light lips.

He had a black knife in his hand, and at this moment, he was pouring himself a drink, quietly, but it gave people a sharp feeling that could not be ignored.

People in the rivers and lakes are more vigilant than ordinary people.

When Yun Sese's gaze fell on him, the young man was not without feeling, but he could feel that this gaze was not malicious, so he didn't care.

However, just because you don't have it doesn't mean you can ignore it all the time.

In particular, Yun Sese's gaze has never left.

Obviously he should be disgusted, but he didn't feel disgusted at all, but had a kind of pleasure from the bottom of his heart.

Wrong. The boy unconsciously twisted his eyebrows.

"Girl?" After Ziluo finished the formalities, he found that Yun Sese seemed to be distracted, so he called out to her.

She still knows how to measure, at this time, she didn't call Yun Seses "Star Lord", and the clothes on her body were changed into ordinary white dresses, without any special patterns.

"I'm hungry. ”

She didn't want to go upstairs yet, so she used this excuse.

When she saw the young man, a sense of familiarity surged up in her heart.

kept staring at him, but also to see if it was the person he thought.

Ziluo heard Yun Sese say that he was hungry, so he ordered a table of dishes with the shopkeeper, and Yun Sese took the opportunity to say that he wanted to eat in the lobby.

couldn't resist her, Ziluo had no choice but to nod and agree.

As a result, without waiting for her to react, Yun Sese walked towards the empty table in the corner, and her steps looked a little anxious.

Ziluo was startled and hurriedly followed.

Although she didn't know why Yun Se Se suddenly lost her temper, she still put Yun Se Se's safety first in her heart.

The closer he got, the more obvious the throbbing in Yun Sese's heart became.

She had already determined that this young swordsman was her family object.

It's just that they don't know each other at the moment, so she has to press the urgency in her heart and sit down next to him.

She didn't notice that as she sat down, the guest at the inn visibly gasped.

Ziluo was aware of it, and she recognized the young man's identity from the knife he placed on the table.

"Ink knife" Meng Fuyi.

Meng Fuyi, who became famous as a teenager.

Xingyue Tower is an intelligence organization, and it reverses this kind of information like a stream.

Five years ago, the "poisonous scorpion" of the evil rivers and lakes died at the hands of a young swordsman.

This "poisonous scorpion" is a master of poison, he has been evil for a long time, he is good at disguise and escape, and many people have suffered losses in his hands.

The "poisonous scorpion" has been in the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years, and has harmed many people, and even the highly respected master of the rivers and lakes has died in his hands, but no one has been able to clean him up.

However, his death at the hands of a young swordsman who was only fifteen years old attracted everyone's attention.

However, everyone believes that the teenager's ability to kill the "poisonous scorpion" is purely an element of luck.

The "poisonous scorpion" hadn't been dealt with before, but they couldn't catch him.

And this time, the "poisonous scorpion" took the initiative to bump into the boy's hand, and it is not surprising that he died.

They have all forgotten the treachery of the "poisonous scorpion" and deluded themselves into believing that the young swordsman relied on luck.

However, in another few months, the young swordsman challenged Huawen of Tiandao Mountain Villa, and defeated Huawen, who had been famous for many years, with three knives, which made the people of the rivers and lakes look sideways.

At this time, the talents in the rivers and lakes put the teenager in their eyes, and the rivers and lakes also had the name of the teenager.

Meng Fuyi, Mengzi's Meng, "After the matter, the clothes are gone, and the clothes are hidden deep in the name".

Meng Fuyi is just like his name.

He never stayed in one place for a long time, and after he finished his business, he left, which can be described as "brushing off his clothes".

As for the name of "ink knife", it is also sealed by the people of the rivers and lakes.

Meng Fuyi's knife was black, and he and Hua Wen became friends after that battle.

Hua Wen is not the kind of person who is cautious, he is open-minded, and when he loses in the hands of a junior, he is not annoyed and angry, but feels that the future is terrifying.

The name "Ink Knife" came from the Heavenly Sword Villa.

One year, when Hua asked for his birthday, Meng Fuyi came to congratulate him.

At the birthday banquet, Hua Wen curiously asked Meng Fuyi what the name of his knife was.

Swordsmen's knives generally have names.

Hua Wen's knife is called Su Wen.

However, Meng Fuyi said no.

The swordsman treats his sword as a lover and cherishes it very much, but the swordsman is not like this.

They tend to treat their knives as if they were life.

However, Meng Fuyi didn't seem to pay attention to his knife at all, and when he went out, he casually put the knife aside, regardless of whether he would lose it.

Someone once criticized Meng Fuyi for this, and when Hua Wen told him about it, Meng Fuyi didn't care at all.

He said: "As far as I am concerned, the knife is just a dead thing, and I will not let a dead thing affect my state of mind. ”

Hua Wen suddenly realized.

He used to feel that the knife was his life, and after listening to Meng Fuyi's words, he came to his senses.

For so many years, he made a mistake about himself.

There's nothing wrong with a swordsman loving a heavy knife, but it's ridiculous to treat it as if it were his own life.

He walked in a misunderstanding for years.

He remembered a famous swordsman many years ago.

In his early years, he had been concentrating on learning swordsmanship, and later, he picked leaves to be used as a sword, to be precise, everything can be a sword, he did not regard his sword as life like other swordsmen, but he became a "sword sect".

Swordsman, swordsman, the two should be about the same.

Moreover, the knife is more rugged than the sword, and treating it with tenderness will only damage its domineering.

After the birthday banquet, Hua Wen released this remark, allowing many swordsmen to come out of the misunderstanding and find their own way.

As for Meng Fuyi, his knife still has no name, but because his knife body is black, and Hua Wen said that his opinions were all felt from Meng Fuyi, therefore, the people in the rivers and lakes felt that Meng Fuyi was young and promising, so they gave him an honorific title, "Ink Knife" Meng Fuyi.