A quaint teahouse in FJ Fuzhou City can be described as full of friends, and Liu Xuan, the leader, looks like a storyteller, and is shocked by the "snap" of wood. The originally noisy people in the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion suddenly quieted down, and Liu Xuan saw that everyone had settled down, so he spoke again:

I only heard Hong Qigong laugh and shouted: "Old poison Ouyang Feng, you can think of this trick, it's really good!" Good Ouyang Feng, good Ouyang Feng. ”

Ouyang Feng fought viciously for several days, thinking hard all night, he was already exhausted, listening to him call "Ouyang Feng" three times in a row, suddenly the light was reflected, and his heart was like a mirror, the past for decades, all the same as at present, he also laughed and shouted: "I am Ouyang Feng!" I'm Ouyang Feng! I'm Ouyang Feng! You are the old man named Huahong Qigong! ”

The two white-haired old men hugged each other and laughed. After laughing for a while, the voice became lower and lower, and suddenly the laughter stopped, and the two of them did not move"

Yang Guo was shocked and shouted: "Dad, old-timer!" But no one answered. He stretched out his hand to pull the arm of the seventh duke, and when he pulled it, he fell down, and he was dead. Yang Guo was shocked, and when he leaned over to look at Ouyang Feng, he was already out of breath. Although the laughter of the two stopped, there was still a smile on their faces, and the echo of their laughter was faintly heard in the valley.

The North Beggars and the West Poison have been fighting repeatedly for decades, and they are not inferior to each other, but they did not know that they were returning to the top of Huashan at the same time. The two were entangled in resentment all their lives, but when they were dying, they hugged each other and laughed. Decades of deep hatred, just laugh it off!

The world of Xiaoao Jianghu is too dark, and the scheming people are too heavy, even Shaolin and Wudang are not exempt from vulgarity. Don't look at the TV series and the original book, Master Fang Zheng and Chongxu Dao Chang look like righteous Ling Ran, in fact, they are trying to maintain the status of their own sect and let the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Sun Moon God Sect fight to the death.

If Fang Zheng and Chong Xuan really wanted to maintain peace in the martial arts, why didn't they just kill Ren Xing, Liu Xuan didn't believe that Shaolin and Wudang, who had profound backgrounds, only had two masters. The sect has not gone through any major chaos, how can there be only this master, you must know that the life span of the master of the inner family is very long.

Liu Xuan and Mu Wanqing bought off the owner of this teahouse when they came to Fuzhou, and they talked about it at the beginning, starting with "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" from Wang Chongyang winning the "Nine Yin True Scripture", and now they have talked about the plot of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

Hearing that the world-famous "Northern Beggar" Hong Qigong and "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng both died on the top of Huashan, the martial arts people present couldn't help but boo.

"It's a pity, I didn't expect the beggar gang's eighteen palms to descend the dragon to be such a peerless learning, and the descendants are not filial to the beggar gang Xie Feng, the leader of the beggar gang, will only have twelve palms, I'm afraid I haven't even fully learned these twelve palms." An old man sitting in the audience said.

"If I can also get martial arts classics such as the Nine Yin True Scripture, I will definitely be able to be a hero who has been passed down through the ages." A young man said wistfully.

It turned out that the beggar gang was the largest gang in the world during the Southern Song Dynasty, and the pride of Guo Daxia and the Huang gang leader in defending Xiangyang had to be admired. Old Qian, I have already decided to go to the coast to fight against the Japanese after listening to this "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". A young man with a large knife said.

A young man with clear eyebrows and a handsome appearance was also fascinated by what he heard, and three tall middle-aged men stood behind him. "Zheng Darttou, I will take ten taels of silver to the young storyteller on the stage. This Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng really deserves his reputation, and he actually knows all the secrets of martial arts a hundred years ago. ”

"yes, less darthead. I listened to these and it was also an eye-opener, like the "Nine Yin True Scripture" that once caused a bloody storm in the martial arts, the old man said that he hadn't heard it either. However, this Bai Xiaosheng mentioned that there is a set of heart-destroying palms in the "Nine Yin True Scripture", but it has the same name as the Qingcheng faction, I don't know if it is the same set of martial arts. The middle-aged man standing behind the boy said.

Liu Xuan talked about books in this teahouse for a month, and the story was also circulated. The disciples of the beggar gang found that the eighteenth generation of the gang leader was really Hong Qigong, and the nineteenth generation was also Huang Rong, Liu Xuan said everything wrong, and the name of Bai Xiaosheng in the rivers and lakes spread like this.

More and more martial arts people came from all over the world to know some of the secrets of martial arts back then.

Although Lin Pingzhi was restrained by his parents, he was also like an ordinary young man, eager for the rivers and lakes of swords and swords, Liu Xuan's reputation came to Lin Pingzhi's ears, and he arrived on time every day to listen to Liu Xuan's storytelling.

Mu Wanqing sat on the side and looked at a junior high school physics textbook, and couldn't help but laugh softly when she saw Liu Xuan's storytelling. Looking back and smiling, the people in the teahouse were attracted by Mu Wan's calm face.

Liu Xuan said helplessly: "Wan'er, everyone fell to the ground to listen to the book and came to see you?" "There are mixed fish and dragons in the teahouse, at the beginning, there were also prodigal sons who wanted to get close to Mu Wanqing, but they were all injured by Mu Wanqing and thrown out of the teahouse, and no one dared to cause trouble anymore after many times.

Suddenly, more than a dozen people walked into the teahouse, "Li San, where is the peerless beauty you are talking about?" It was a young man in silk and silk who was in the lead. The man's face was a little pale, his steps were frivolous and weak, and at a glance he knew that he was a gentleman who had been hollowed out by the color of wine.

"Young Master Cai, how dare you lie to you, don't you see that the peerless beauty is there?" The servant who bowed his head pointed at Mu Wanqing and said. Cai Wenrong is the only son of the Fuzhou prefect. Since childhood, he has been spoiled by his parents and has developed an arrogant and domineering character, usually bullying men and women and being nostalgic for fireworks and wine alleys, and the woman he likes must be brought to the house by him if he has no background relationship.

This time, I heard that Li San said that there was a peerless beauty in Tongfu Teahouse, so I couldn't wait to bring someone here. Looking along Li San's hand, Mu Wanqing was wearing a black dress, bright eyes and bright teeth, holding a book in her hand, and she looked like a talented woman from a scholarly family.

Cai Wenrong led a group of men down to the stage and whispered to Li San: "What is the origin of this woman, have you found out clearly?" Li San said with a flattering smile: "The young master has inquired, this woman is the wife of this poor storyteller, and she just came to Fuzhou a month ago and has no background." ”

Li San also didn't inquire carefully, he knew that no one dared to cause trouble when Mu Wanqing was young, so Li San didn't know how fierce Mu Wanqing was.

"The poor storyteller is also equipped with such a beautiful wife, and she will not bow down when I show my identity, I really don't come to see who dares to stop me in this teahouse." Cai Wenrong said proudly.

"Where you need a son, I'll go up and call that little lady now." Saying that, Li San walked up to the middle stage, stood in front of Mu Wanqing, looked like a fox and a tiger, and said: "This lady, my young master is the son of the Fuzhou prefect, and I want to invite the little lady to go and talk about it." ”

The audience suddenly fell silent, and some old Jianghu who had been listening to books here at the beginning looked at the playful eyes. Liu Xuan kicked Li San off the stage, Li San endured the severe pain on his body and cried and crawled to Cai Wenrong's side and said: "Childe, this poor storyteller actually dares to kick me, this is obviously not in his eyes, you have to make the decision for me." ”

"You poor storyteller don't know who I am, and you dare to kick me. If you obediently hand over your wife, I will let you go. Cai Wenrong's high-flying and domineering appearance seemed to have eaten Liu Xuan.

"Cai Wenrong, your family in Fuzhou has not yet reached the point of covering the sky with one hand, if you dare to rob the people today, you will ask me first." Lin Pingzhi has received a good education since he was a child, and he is also quite chivalrous, and he has only been here for more than ten days, and he doesn't know that Mu Wanqing knows martial arts.

"Who should I be, it turned out to be Lin Pingzhi of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, I think your dart game doesn't want to open in Fuzhou and dares to go against me?" Fuwei Dart Bureau is also a major force in Fuzhou, and Cai Wenrong also knows Lin Pingzhi.

Qian Darttou and the other two people grabbed Lin Pingzhi and said: "Cai Gongzi, this matter is not right for our son-in-law, we must report to the master when we go back to take good care of my young master." ”

Although the people in the rivers and lakes look down on the people of the imperial court, they are afraid of the imperial court. Qian Darthead knew that if he offended Cai Wenrong today, he would definitely not have a good life in the future, so he hurriedly pulled Lin Pingzhi away with several other dart masters.

Although Cai Wenrong is arrogant and domineering, he is not without brains, since the dart master has already pulled Lin Pingzhi away, apologize, and their family can't afford to fight with the Fuwei dart game, the rabbit is anxious and bites, not to mention the Fuwei dart game.

"I won't bother with your young master today, and be careful when you talk in the future. If you don't give me a beating up on the storyteller, the person who dares to beat me will let him know how good I am. Cai Wenrong turned around and pointed at Liu Xuan and said.

Liu Xuan was about to make a move, when a young man holding a Pu knife jumped down from the second floor and stood in front of Liu Xuan: "How can I, Qin Rantian, abandon this kind of bullying of men and women, sir, don't worry, these family servants are handed over to me." ”

The man in front of him had thick arms, the palm holding the knife was covered with calluses, his steps were steady and solid, and he already had the strength of the third-rate peak of the rivers and lakes, and it was not a problem to deal with these rough servants Liu Xuan sat back.

"Where did the hairy boy dare to meddle with my son's affairs, Master Zhao gave this kid a little color to see, let him be nosy." Cai Wenrong saw that Qin Rantian had a knife in his hand, and at first glance, he was a martial arts person, so he asked the martial artist and the servants who had taken refuge in his father to step forward together.

More than a dozen servants rushed towards Qin Rantian with wooden sticks and benches in their hands and Master Zhao holding the ring-headed knife, and Qin Rantian was not to be outdone and fought with more than a dozen people.

Lin Pingzhi, who was pulled out of the teahouse, said angrily to several dart masters: "When we encounter such things, we think we are chivalrous and righteous, how can we be as afraid of Cai Wenrong as a turtle with a shrunken head?" ”

"Less dart, we are also good for the dart game. If the dart game is not opened in Fuzhou, we will not stop it. But now that he is the son of the prefect, he has to bow his head under the eaves. Qian Dart said helplessly.

Lin Ping's heart was depressed, and he no longer reprimanded a few dart masters, got on the horse and said, "Let's go, go out of the city to hunt, drink some wine and relax." I hope Bai Xiaosheng can escape this catastrophe. ”