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At the door of Bai Sangxuan, two lanterns were hung, and this small shop was already shrouded in twilight. The full-text and ad-free novels are all biquge.info on Aishang Novel Network

The man in blue who came last was the most drunk, and had already fallen asleep, and the young man, who was a little dirty, ordered the shopkeeper to call two men and carry him to the back room.

He was also drunk, and it was obvious that someone's bad mood had also spread to him, and he had a big tongue when he spoke, and no one could understand what he was saying, just muttering a few words occasionally.

The scribe in Tsing Yi, without the slightest intention of leaving, was still holding a cup of tea, his brows furrowed, and he continued to think about his thoughts.

The little old man, who was the most noisy before, also quieted down at this time, after all, he was old, and his energy couldn't keep up. At this time, he was lying on the table, his head buried between his hands, and he made a burst of snoring. The two monkeys, too, honestly squatted aside, catching lice on each other's bodies.

Only the man and woman in white were left, still drinking gracefully, and occasionally calling for a pot of wine or a plate of dishes.

It was said that it was already closing time at this time, but the man in white asked him to take out a piece of silver and asked the shopkeeper Hou to hang two more lanterns.

"Oh, it's so late." When he first woke up from a big dream, Meng Yuan yawned and stood up in a daze.

"Oh, this brother, are you leaving?" The man in white looked at him with some surprise.

"Well, when I think of something, I'm a little reassured." Meng Yuan glanced at the inner room, "It's better to go and have a look." ”

"So you can go, come and sit in my Lancang Fort when you have time, Brother Hai's friend is also my friend of Tong Yuqi." The man in white seemed to be a lot more relaxed, and even became intimate when he spoke.

Mengyuan didn't say much, walked out of the store, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

Meng Yuan had just left, a sloppy man, leading a cow, with a pair of bare mud legs, carrying a gourd, and walking straight inside.

He seemed to be very familiar with the shopkeeper Hou, and without saying much, the shopkeeper Hou filled the gourd in his hand. The man in white asked twice, but when he heard that the man was a long-term worker in the town, he didn't say anything more.

Picking up the wine and a few leftover steamed buns, the big man walked out with a little straight eyes, and pulled the cow away, he didn't notice at all, a pair of eyes as cold as ice, but sharp as an eagle, were looking at his distant back.

The owner of the eyes was about to move, but he stopped again and looked around vigilantly.

The waning moon is like a hook, only the wind is blowing, and the swaying branches are gently swaying in the wind, like the posture of a graceful woman.

The stout figure was about to disappear at the end of the road, but he saw another man, riding on the back of a little donkey, following the same road unhurriedly.

"Hmph, shrewd, but sometimes, too shrewd, not a good thing." The man gestured his middle finger to the Tsing Yi scribe on the donkey's back and took a breath. His body, like a large paper kite, floated up.

In the scattered towns around Hanyang, in a rough thatched house, a light is like a bean. In the dim light, the big man sat opposite an old man in a black robe, hunched his legs.

It was an old man in his early eighties, his face full of wrinkles, the rings of years, and his snow-white silver hair fluttering on his chest. He is indeed old, this person is over eighty, his qi and blood are weak, just sitting there, there is a feeling of being so thin that the wind blows away.

His health was obviously not good, his breathing was a little rapid, and he let out a low cough from time to time, but his eyes were still bright, and every turn of his eyes was shining with wisdom.

He took the gourd and took a sip of it, he drank it slowly, letting the liquor moisten his throat, and swallowed it slowly.

He was wearing a black silk robe, and he was carrying a long cloth bag, and no matter what he did, he pressed one hand on the cloth bag, and he knew that this cloth bag must be something he cared about very much.

"Big pillar, what do you see, who else is in the store besides the shopkeeper?"

"Yes" Dahan smiled: "You are a good expectation, there are several customers in the store." ”

The old man's expression remained unchanged, and there was a faint smile on his face: "Tell me, who they are, how old they are, what they look like, and what clothes they wear." ”

Da Zhu said excitedly: "Old man, I remember everything." He cocked his fingers, "A little old man, with two monkeys, sitting in the middle."

"What to wear, how old."

"It's almost seventy, and the clothes, oh, a thick sheepskin jacket."

"Iron horse steel monkey, Ren Sanyang, the guy who doesn't give up." The old man in black said coldly.

"What did you say, old man?"

"Nothing, who else?"

"A scholar in Tsing Yi, in his thirties, with a sad face."

"Yueyang swordsman, Gu Xigong. What else? ”

Da Zhuzi thought for a while, "There is also a pair of men and women in white, who look very rich." ”

"Men and women in white?" The old man hesitated.

"Yes." I remembered, "Very beautiful white clothes with embroidered trees and flowers." It's good to eat and drink there, and it's so spirited. When I went to buy wine, he stopped me and asked me questions, if it wasn't for the shopkeeper who said he knew me, he wouldn't know what to do. ”

The old man in black sneered, "They're here too." ”

"Who are they?" The big pillar asked curiously.

"Well, you don't know, is there anything else?"

"There was also a guest in blue, drunk, resting in the back. I listened to the shopkeeper's instructions to bring him hot water. ”

"Men in blue, what do you look like?"

"I don't know, I didn't see it."

"Anything else?"

"Nope."

The old man's eyebrows furrowed: "Thank you for suing me for this, it's important to me." So saying, he took out a large ingot of silver, thought about it, and shook it again, twisted it into a dozen small pieces, and put them together in the hand of the big pillar.

"This silver is for you, pay attention, it is enough for you and your mother for more than a year."

Da Zhuzi smiled: "Thank you, old man, you are so good, just let me talk to you and give me so much silver, I haven't seen so much silver when I'm so big, it's so good, I'm going to sleep with them today." As he spoke, he fiddled with the silver in his hand, looking like he couldn't put it down.

The old man in black smiled: "Although the silver is good, it must be used after all." ”

"I still have a mother, and I've been suffering all my life." Da Zhuzi said: "She has done needlework all her life, but she doesn't have a good dress. I'm going to leave the money to my mother and let her buy two good clothes to wear. ”

The old man in black showed tenderness and pity in his eyes, and sighed: "You are a good boy with filial piety, but I still have to take care of you, don't buy too good clothes, as long as you dress warmly, the money you save buy some food, and eat some fish and meat behind closed doors." ”

Da Zhuzi smiled: "The old man has a good idea, but why do you want to close the door?" Now that we have the money, we can wear new clothes and go to a restaurant like Bai Sangxuan's and order a big table of fish and meat. ”

The old man sighed: "Silly boy, then you are finished, you are poor, it is not easy to turn over." Those rich men can say that your silver was stolen, and then I am gone, who can prove the origin of this silver? At that time, not only will you lose your money, but you may also be locked up and suffer lawsuits, which is not too wrong. ”

Da Zhuzi thought about it with his mouth open, and said, "The old man is right, but in this way, my mother will not be able to get dressed for the rest of her life." Pity her old man and want to wear a leather jacket one day. ”

"Buy an old one." The old man looked a little helpless: "You haven't read a book, and you don't know the truth of 'harsh government is fiercer than a tiger'." The current emperor is a rare faint king, and the eunuchs under his command are all greedy and vicious. It's really not easy for poor people in this world. ”

Da Zhu didn't seem to understand it, but the old man sighed and said, "I'm old, and I can't go on the road ahead." ”

"Old man, what are you talking about?"

"I said I'm old, and this time I've come here from far away for something very important, but I'm old and a little overwhelmed."

"Old man, if there is anything you want to help, you just have to say it."

"You?" The old man shook his head, but smiled again, "Maybe you can really help me." ”

"Tell me, old man, I've already turned over the ground. There is time, and there is strength. As he spoke, he raised his arm.

The old man was amused. "Okay, it's not early, you can go to bed quickly."

Da Zhu yawned: "Old man, you can sleep too, you sleep on the bed, I can sleep here." As he spoke, he leaned down on the table, and after a while, he was already snoring.

The old man smiled, took the piece of torn cotton cloth on the bed, covered it for him, thought about it, and took out a fur coat he had brought, and put it on him.

Back in front of the window, the old man seemed to be restless, walked back and forth a few steps, and suddenly heard a noise, like the sound of a tree branch breaking.

"Huh?" The old man blew out the lamp, threw himself in front of the door, opened the door slightly, and looked out, but saw a figure, as if he had just fallen from a tree less than three or four paces away, and was looking this way.

Good guys, these two people, all of a sudden, came to face each other.

It was a scribe in his thirties, and on weekdays, he should have looked brilliant, but at this time, his eyes revealed a little panic.

The distance between the two people is less than a zhang, and in this distance, whether it is out of hurt or defense, they have to take action.

"Gu Xigong" The old man in black angrily reported the other party's name, and at some point in his hand, he already had an extra short sword, and when the sword was pointed, two sword flowers were differentiated, which hung on the other party's shoulders.

The scribe known as Gu Xigong reached out with both hands, and in his hands, he already held a pair of black steel rings, and while waving his hands, he resisted the old man's sword. Immediately after, the double circle turned, and the cold light flashed, showing the stakes of his pair, and the edge of the steel ring was a sharp edge. His body twisted out of thin air, and he went straight in, and the steel wheel in his hand slashed towards the old man's ribs.

This old man, although he has a good heart, is an extremely skilled person in swordsmanship, and in this move, he has poured his deep internal strength into the short sword in his hand.

The sword is angry, these short four words, the old man's next move is sharp, the sword light is in full bloom, it seems to be a churning silver snake, just when the air is stirred, it meets the opponent's pair of steel rings.

"Ding ding" two soft sounds, the old man's sword, not only clicked on the opponent's double ring, the sharp sword light, obviously caused a great threat to the other party.

Gu Xigong's body suddenly leaned back, the back of his head almost touched his heels, and then, his waist swirled like a big spring, and he actually shot his body flat like an arrow without any possibility. Suddenly retreated to three feet away.

The old man stood still, the cold light of the sword in his hand flickered, and his fierce eyes firmly locked the other party.

There are only two moves, and if you end with points, the two have already decided the winner.

Gu Xigong's cyan robe had a crack on the chest, obviously if it wasn't for the mercy of the old man's men, Gu Xigong would have been seriously injured if he didn't die.

Gu Xigong touched the crack on his chest, and his face suddenly became quite embarrassed, but as a famous person, he was at a disadvantage at this time, and he did not have a deep hatred, but at this moment, there was no reason to fight to the death.

Silently putting away the pair of steel rings, Gu Xigong hugged his fists: "Your Excellency should be the predecessor of Shao Yizi, who has led the Western Regions martial arts for decades and shocked the rivers and lakes with his one-handed demon sword technique. Gu is not talented, and he is barely a gentleman, and he came here this time just to cooperate with his predecessors, make a contribution, and get a piece of the pie. Gu had an ancient book of mountains and seas in his hand, which described the terrain of the mountains and rivers in the Western Regions quite clearly. Willing to hand it over to the seniors, the two phases will be confirmed, it will be beneficial, I don't know what the seniors think? ”

Shao Yizi looked at Gu Xigong and snorted: "What do you mean, the treasure is in hand, and I will share it with you?" ”

Gu Xigong nodded and said: "Yes, people die for money, birds die for food, as long as the seniors agree, how about Gu someone's trip only the seniors are the head of the horse?" ”

Shao Yizi smiled: "What you said makes some sense, if it is something else, the old man can also agree, but this matter is not in line with the old man's original purpose, no matter what, Mr. Gu's mind, the old man is heart." ”

After speaking, he arched his hand, which was regarded as a send-off.

Gu Xigong had something to say, but finally sighed and said: "Senior Shao, Gu is not a scoundrel, I will lose you a move today, and I will no longer entangle, but if you come with another person, it will not be so easy to deal with, the senior is old, why not think about it more, no matter what, we will meet again." ”

"Talk." Gu Xigong stood up, six or seven zhang away, a few ups and downs, and disappeared into the depths of the night.

Shao Yizi saw Gu Xigong walking away, and suddenly shouted: "My friend has been here for a long time, why don't you show up for a while!"

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