Hearing Yan Shi's words, the faces of the other people who were originally frantically moving their chopsticks changed wildly, and they couldn't wait to lower their heads and stick their heads on the table.

Naturally, they understand that the more they know, the more dangerous it is.

Shangguan Jinhong laughed out loud: "The sect leader is really the bosom friend of this gang leader, if you and I join forces, why worry about the great cause?"

Yan Shi squinted his eyes and said lightly: "'Prime Minister Bai knows how to press the sword, and Zhu Men Xianda laughs and plays the crown', in this world, the more people who know each other, they are often the most dangerous opponents, does the gang leader think so?"

Shangguan Jinhong said: "That time, this time." In today's troubled times, it is the time for our generation to show their talents, the master of the Yan sect is already the master of the world's first religion at a young age, and his martial arts are unparalleled in the world. ”

Yan Shi said with a smile: "Shangguan Gang Leader is in his prime, one hand dragon and phoenix double ring alone in the martial arts, ready to come out again for many years, in a short period of time, the money gang has swept the rivers and lakes, according to this seat, this martial arts trend has been under the control of the gang leader." ”

Looking at the two people who were touting each other and secretly murderous, Rui Yu next to him couldn't help but be speechless.

An old fox, a little fox, are not good things.

With such a scheming city, I am afraid that the entire rivers and lakes may not be able to play these two people, and their situation is not safe.

She still knows how to be scared after all.

Yan Shi looked at the people who were lying on the table, trembling and trembling, and sighed: "Shangguan Gang Master, originally you invited this seat to the banquet today, and I thought that the Money Gang is the largest gang in the world, in the name of money, it is so rich that the food must be good, so I haven't eaten since yesterday, I want to eat enough at one time, I don't want to eat anything now." ”

Shangguan Jinhong looked at it, and the dishes on the table were all eaten clean by the frightened people on the table, and he couldn't help but say: "It's the fault of the gang leader, come here, and then serve a table of dishes to the Yan sect master." ”

The meal came a moment later.

In front of everyone's eyes, Yan Shetan was at the table, eating and drinking in a big gulp, and no one else dared to move his chopsticks, they were all looking at him.

I saw that he swallowed thousands of miles with the momentum of the wind and clouds, and in the blink of an eye, he ate a table and dozens of dishes.

After eating, he took out a clean handkerchief and wiped his mouth and said, "This seat is rude, it's really the Shangguan Gang Master's food here is so delicious, this seat almost ate the plate together." ”

"It's good if the sect leader likes it. Shangguan Jinhong squinted and smiled.

Yan Shi said again: "This seat shouldn't have wasted a little, right? I'm afraid that the Shangguan Gang Master will also cut open the belly of this seat." ”

Shangguan Jinhong's face remained unchanged, and he sat down and said, "The sect leader said that he laughed. Now that you've finished eating, let's talk about business, I don't know if the sect leader knows the 'Treasure of Mercy'?"

Yan She's expression moved, and he exclaimed in surprise: "But in the past, Wang Lianhua condensed the book that he had learned all his life?"

Shangguan Jinhong nodded: "Yes, this is what I talked about with the sect leader today." Does the Sect Master know where this thing is now?"

Yan Shi said: "Please also let the helper know." "He knew where it was, but he didn't show it.

Shangguan Jinhong said: "This thing is in Xingyunzhuang, where is this place, you should know if you want to come to the sect leader." ”

Yan Shi pondered for a moment and said, "But Xiao Li Tanhua's former residence?"

Shangguan Jinhong nodded, stared at Yan Shi and said, "Not bad." According to the information I have received, he has been seen in the vicinity in recent days. ”

Yan She's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "It seems that a good show is about to begin." ”

......

Xingyunzhuang, a legendary place.

This manor was originally surnamed Li, called Li Yuan, its owner, three generations out of seven Jinshi, three Tanhua, among which there is a stunning talent, unparalleled martial arts hero, Xuan He for a while.

Later, it was surnamed Long, and it became a famous place in the martial arts, and it also gathered wind and clouds, and the rivers and lakes attracted attention.

But now, it's gone.

A few months ago, a major event occurred here, and then its original owner was put on a carriage to Shaolin by its later owner, and then a great change occurred in Shaolin.

So the owner of the place, surnamed Dragon, also disappeared.

After that, the house suddenly fell silent, and its two generations of owners suddenly became silent and disappeared.

So there is a terrible legend among the rivers and lakes, all say that this place is a murderous house!

Anyone who has been here, whether he is a monk, a monk, or a stunning person, as long as they walk through this gate, they will not have good results in this life.

Now, there is no longer laughter and noise here during the day, and there are no brilliant lights at night, only a lone lamp on the small building in the back garden is not extinguished all night.

There seemed to be someone waiting in the small building day and night, but no one knew what she was waiting for......

Outside the back wall, there is a small alley, which is dusty when the wind blows, and muddy when it rains, and the high wall blocks the sun, and the alley hardly sees sunlight all year round.

But no matter how lowly or dark the place, there are people living in silence!

Maybe it's because they have nowhere else to go, or maybe it's because they're tired of life and prefer to hide in such a place, forgotten by the world.

There was a small chicken feather shop in the alley, which sold some shoddy food and drink in the front, and there were three or five simple guest rooms in the back, and the owner of the shop, Sun Huozi, was a crippled dwarf.

Although he knew that there would never be any noble patrons in this alley, he would rather wait here for some lowly passers-by to come in and exchange food and lodging for a low price.

He would rather live his humble life here than go out and listen to the ridicule of the people, because he has learned that no amount of wealth can be exchanged for peace of mind.

He is, of course, lonely.

Sometimes he would look at the lonely lamp on the small floor of the huge mansion from afar, and meditate self-deprecatingly: "The person on the small building, even though she has fine clothes and food, her life may be more painful and lonely than mine!"

Not long ago, at dusk, a different customer came to this small shop, in fact, he was not wearing very luxurious clothes, and he did not look special.

Although he was tall and handsome, he looked very haggard, and he wore a sickly face all the year round, and he bent down and coughed from time to time.

He's a very ordinary person.

But when Sun Huozi first saw him, he felt that he had many differences.

He did not laugh at Sun Huozi's cripplement, nor did he pay attention, let alone pretend to be particularly sympathetic.

This kind of pity and sympathy is sometimes more unbearable than ridicule.

He is neither picky nor praising when it comes to food and drink. He rarely spoke at all.

The strangest thing is that he hasn't walked out since he first walked into this small shop.

He drank all the time, pot after pot, seven pots a day, and then added a plate of dried tofu, a plate of beef, and two steamed buns.

When the wine was finished, he told Sun Huozi to fill it up, and then he went to rest in the last room, and did not come out until dusk the next day.

By the time he came out, the seven jugs of wine had been drunk.

Now, a month later, every night he still sits at the table in the corner, still asking for a plate of dried tofu, a plate of beef, two steamed buns, and seven pots of wine.

He coughed and drank at the same time, and when the seven jugs were finished, he took the other seven jugs back to the room and did not appear until dusk the next day.

This is a strange person, and Sun Huozi has a great curiosity about him, but he is not a person who likes to explore other people's secrets.

But just a few days ago, a gray-clad monk suddenly came here and came next to the man.

At first, the monk continued to enlighten him, and then the monk actually drank with him.

One monk and one layman, two drunkards, drunk all day long.

And so, several days passed.

Finally, the middle-aged man finally couldn't help but say, "Master Qinglian, why are you like this? Li is an alcoholic, so he drinks, but you are a monk." ”

"Monks are also human beings, and if they are human beings, they can drink. "The monk was drunk.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Master, the precepts of monks are not allowed to drink, are you mistaken?"

The monk laughed wildly and said, "Haven't you heard the saying, 'Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart'? There are many monks in this world who keep the precepts, but how many are the real monks? It can be seen from this that whether it is a monk or not, and what does it have to do with whether or not to keep the precepts?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "Master, Li is worried about drinking, he can't let it go, he can't take it, why are you?"

The monk sighed and said, "Is there no sorrow in the heart of the poor monk, and there is nothing that cannot be put down?"

"Aren't the four monks empty?" said the middle-aged man.

"If Lao Tzu really had the four major emptiness, he wouldn't have saved you that day. The monk suddenly scolded, "I heard that your kid was born in Xuanhe, and he was also a romantic explorer back then, but do you know who Lao Tzu was before he became a monk?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Li doesn't know." ”

The monk laughed wildly: "Lao Tzu Zu was once the number one master in the world, the leader of the martial arts alliance, and the first beautiful man in the world.

The middle-aged man was surprised: "The master ancestor is really extraordinary. ”

"Hmph, although Lao Tzu's ancestors are powerful, Lao Tzu is not bad at all. The monk drank roughly, his eyes shining with a divine light.

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