Riding on a sturdy desert boat, with a sun-shading scarf on his head, a reins in one hand and melons and fruits in the other. Listening to the camel bells, walking in the desert where the sun shines with ten thousand points of golden light, how is it not a pleasure?

Wan Wan raised her hand high and threw the melon skin in her hand back, freed her hand to build a pergola on her forehead, and sat up straight and looked at the oasis town in front of her.

After walking with the camel caravan for a few days, I finally arrived at Shazhou City. Wanwan's mood began to jump, and the little abacus in her heart crackled. When you enter the city, you can take a comfortable shower, change your clothes, and have a good meal. Then have fun in the world for a while, and then find an opportunity to go back to the ghost world to find that ghost to settle old accounts.

The fat man on the camel in front of him is named Jin Thirteen, who claims to be the first golden pen boy in the Jianghu Listening Rain Pavilion.

Although this Jin Thirteen is a talker, he doesn't ask much about Wanwan's affairs, and strictly abides by the safety guidelines of Jianghu people who don't ask about court affairs. Wan Wan didn't ask him about "herself" in the past few days. I just vaguely got a few pieces of information: "I" was born in the once famous Mingyue Villa. "Zengjin" means that now the Ming family has fallen. Mingyue Villa is left only with Ming Wanwan and her uncle who has traveled all year round - Ming Erye.

Ming Wanwan was the first to catch in this dynasty and ate the imperial court. In other words, if she wants to stay in the world and enjoy it for a while, there is no home that can make her worry about food and clothing. She had to be a female catcher to earn money. Otherwise, how could she, a code farmer, find a job that she could do in ancient times?!

The title of "the first arrest in this dynasty" fell to Wan Wan out of thin air at this time, making her feel infinite pressure. It's not a good wage. Not to mention solving cases and arresting people, she hasn't watched a few detective dramas. Thinking about it, my scalp is a little numb, so it's better to spend all the money on my body and find a way to go back to the ghost world.

It's just that if she can't kill herself, how can she go back?

Wan Wan's troubles were left far behind by her after entering Shazhou City. I didn't expect such a prosperous town to be hidden in this barren desert Gobi. There are many shops, wine flags are waving, hawkers selling goods, merchants leading camels, enchanting dancers of different races, and unrestrained tourists with big swords,......。 All kinds of people walk through it, accompanied by the exotic tunes coming out of the wine shop, so that travelers who have been in the desert for a long time have the illusion of arriving in fairyland the moment they enter the city.

Jin 13 is a person who is very particular about food and clothing. Naturally, he chose the most famous wine restaurant in Shazhou City and ordered the most sumptuous lunch.

It's almost noon, and it's the busiest time of the day.

Those Jianghu guests with swords and backs were talking about a master duel that was about to start in Shazhou City,—— Jiannan Jade Sword challenged the Northwest Sword King. A few bowls of liquor were in the stomach, and the people who burned them were full of joy. The topic of the Jianghu guests gradually shifted from the current duel to the discussion of swords, and there were many celebrities and martial arts anecdotes in the rivers and lakes. When the wine was full of wine, some Jianghu guests knocked on the wine jar and sang:

"In the spring and March of Wushan Mountain, the flowers under the Goddess Peak are like snow.

The 3,000 people in the building are overwhelmed, and the green willows are fragrant and dusty.

Huating is lonely, and the golden steps are gurgling into a stream.

In the past, the soul of the smiling spirit did not return, and the bamboo cage was only a childish girl.

The long-term hatred is difficult to settle, and he looks up to the sky and hides his face and makes a sad voice.

Qi Wutuo is lonely and thankful, and he only goes by boat with a single knife.

The sword outside the city of Gusu is blooming, and one step at a time kills through the sword fence.

The drummers of the Hundred Killing Hall were startled, and the fire came in a moment.

The white-shirted scimitar walks on the moon, and the silver light rises and falls.

......。 ”

His voice is rough and hoarse, but it just expresses the suppressed pathos and the joy of hatred in this song vividly. The buzzing liquor shop gradually quieted down. Every guest listened to it and was fascinated. Only the expressions of the two people were different, one was Jin Thirteen, the corners of his mouth twitched as if he was trying to suppress his sadness; One is Wan Wan, who opened her bow left and right and tore the roast sheep on the table intently.

Just as she was holding a leg of lamb and nibbling happily, a handkerchief dyed with the scent of sandalwood appeared in front of her. Wan Wan raised her eyes from behind the roast leg of lamb, and saw a strange look on Jin Thirteen's disc-like face, which seemed to be sad and seemed to be a little angry, but more of a look that seemed to be almost pitiful.

Wan Wan was a little numb in his scalp when he saw it, and realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere around her. So she put down the leg of mutton, took the handkerchief and wiped her oily palm, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" What did he sing? ”

Jin Thirteen was surprised, and his voice suddenly rose several times, "You don't know what he sings?!" You haven't even heard this long song?! ”

This loud voice, which was almost a little broken, instantly attracted the eyes of the wine shop. Without waiting for Wan Wan to answer, a Jianghu guest had already accosted her: "Although this long song is about more than ten years ago, there are few people in the rivers and lakes who don't know it. ”

The man dropped the jar in his hand, stood up and continued: "This long song is about the old things of the Mingyue Villa in Shuzhong, a once famous martial arts family. Fourteen years ago, Mingyue Villa somehow formed a bond with Gusu Hundred Killing Hall. Baizhutang sent killers to infiltrate the village, and after poisoning the village, the door of the village was opened, leading a large number of killers into the village to slaughter. Overnight, blood soaked the door. Only two of the 362 people in Juzhuang survived, one was the second young man of the Ming family who had a hangover and did not return, and the other was the little lady of the Ming family who was hidden in a cage. It's a pity that the century-old glory of the Ming family collapsed overnight. The second young man of the Ming family was sad and indignant, entrusted the little lady to the Feng family on Qiwu Island, and went down to the south of the Yangtze River alone. ”

The man paused when he said this, and his eyes burst into a sparkling look, "Ming Ershao Lone Shadow broke into the Hundred Killings Hall alone, and killed the Hundred Kills Hall for thirty-six days and seventy-two places. At that time, Ming Ershao was only seventeen years old, and he became famous in the rivers and lakes with this war, and became an idol ...... in the hearts of all young people in the rivers and lakes. ”

Wan Wan understood that this was the life experience of "herself". Although Wan Wan listened to the admiration of the gift uncle, but now that this almost annihilated tragedy was placed on "herself", she didn't know what to do for a while, so she buried her head behind the leg of mutton.

Jin Shisan didn't know what to do, tilted his round body with slight effort, and whispered comfortingly: "Although I also think that it is too much for these people to repeatedly publicize other people's tragic things and not care about other people's feelings, they have no malicious intentions, purely out of admiration for Second Uncle Ming." Don't take it too seriously. Moreover, they did not know that the victim was present. ”

Wan Wan, the impostor, didn't know what to answer, so she had to continue to keep her head behind the leg of mutton. Jin 13 also took it for granted that she was in a bad mood, so she stopped speaking out. Silently listened to the man's story.

Almost everyone present had heard of this past story, but what this person said was very exciting, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, so everyone listened attentively. For a while, only the man was left in the wine shop struggling to speak, and every guest in the rivers and lakes listened with fascination, and he couldn't wait to see the immortal demeanor of the two young men of the Ming family outside Gusu City.

The man's mouth was dry, and he poured a large bowl of herbal tea from the shopkeeper in one go, wiped his mouth and continued with a sigh: "It's a pity that after that battle, Ming Ershao never used force again. Ming Ershao, who was hard to hide at the beginning, became the second master of Ming who now travels around the rivers and lakes to practice medicine, and the Mingyue knife has also been passed to Miss Ming. It's a shame. ”

A young girl with a long sword on her back wondered, "What's the pity?" Miss Ming and Lu had to enter the gate of heaven in her year, and after a few years of hard work, she sat firmly in the first place in my dynasty. How is this possible? The old man of Wulin Shibi Jin also praised her as 'peerless in style, unparalleled in the bright moon'. The Bright Moon Knife is also sharp in the hands of Miss Ming. ”

The man snorted coldly and said, "That Miss Ming is a person with some ability, but she is too ruthless. In the next humble view, the peerless elegance of the bright moon knife is already a swan song. ”

As soon as the man's voice fell, someone responded: "Yes, Miss Ming's knife technique is indeed not free enough, and it is too vicious and ruthless. has completely lost the essence of the Bright Moon Knife. wasted the good knife technique in vain, and also ruined the ancient knife. ”

Seeing that these Jianghu guests were talking more and more heartily, and their words became more and more intense, Wan Wan continued to eat and drink unexpectedly. Jin Shisan's face showed a hint of surprise, and then the look of surprise slowly turned into doubt.

Wan Wan didn't know how to react to everyone's discussion of "herself", so she simply didn't care. I still concentrate on satisfying my appetites, and I have forgotten what a joy it is to eat after being a ghost for a long time.

Wan Wan was eating happily, and she couldn't help but feel a pain in the middle finger of her right hand. When I looked closely, I saw that my middle finger was tightly clamped by a pair of red and gorgeous coral chopsticks.

Wan Wan recognized this pair of chopsticks as the "hygienic and environmentally friendly chopsticks" that came with Jin Thirteen, and used it every time she ate Jin Thirteen.

At this time, Jin 13 was staring at her with angry eyes. Wan Wan wanted to withdraw her hand, but she didn't want Jin Thirteen to clamp it very tightly, so she couldn't pull her hand.

Wan Wan's painful eyes were on fire, "Lao Jin, what are you doing with my fingers if you don't pick up vegetables?" ”

Jin 13 snorted: "I saw that something was wrong with you, it must be a fox ghost." As he spoke, he increased the strength of his hand, twisted his fingers to the side vigorously, and shouted loudly: "Oh, the demon leaves quickly!" ”