Pan Long did what he said, he really went to eat and drink.

When he came to a bustling town, he didn't bother to ask the name of the town, so he found a rather large hotel, walked to the counter, and put a gold ingot.

"Guest officer, are you doing this? or accommodation?" the shopkeeper was strict, and a shopkeeper who seemed to be familiar with anyone came up.

"Eat, drink, and stay. Pan Longpi said with a smile, "I have lived in the mountains for several months, and I have almost forgotten what fireworks are like in the world. Give me the wine and food that you sell the most, the most proud, and the most that can reflect your characteristics here. ”

"It doesn't take that much money. The shopkeeper said, "One or two taels of silver is enough." ”

"For the rest, let's have a drink. Pan Long said, "I'm so stuffy, please drink." Only one, I have wine, do you have a story?"

Some diners have long noticed the situation here, and someone replied: "I have been traveling south and north for more than ten years, and I have hidden a belly of stories, but I am afraid that you will not have so much wine to exchange!"

Pan Long looked at the shopkeeper with a smile: "Look, aren't the drinkers here?" ”

Sure enough, as he said, the matter of "exchanging wine for stories" really attracted a lot of drinkers.

The rivers and lakes are huge, the dragons and snakes are hidden, and there are countless heroes, and this town is also prosperous, and the people in the rivers and lakes who pass by every day do not know how many. Among them, there are naturally many people who are willing to exchange their stories for a pot of wine.

In fact, many Jianghu people are willing to tell their stories and tell others even if they don't have alcohol.

Pan Long stayed in the hotel, got up early every morning, washed up, and sat on the table next to the counter, with a hundred and ten pots of good wine beside him, but if a friend from the rivers and lakes was willing to tell a story, he gave the other party a pot of wine.

In this way, after seven or eight days, there was still a lot of gold left in that ingot, but I listened to a stomach full of anecdotes and stories. Right and wrong, true and false, intricate.

Jianghu people have a lot of experiences, there are grievances and hatreds, and there are also anecdotes. There are chivalrous heroes, and there are demons and monsters.

Some people drank wine and lamented that they had wasted half their lives and seen many heroes, but they were still as unknown as the grass mustard on the roadside, and they really achieved nothing.

Some people drank and talked about some thrilling things they had experienced, and when it came to excitement, slapping the table and hitting the bench abounded.

There were also people who drank wine and told some gossip and anecdotes, such as where there were treasures and where there were immortals. But whether it's a treasure or an immortal, he hasn't really verified it himself.

There are also people who drink and talk about the inside story of the court, scolding the faint king, the corrupt officials, and the dogs...... In short, it's all to be scolded.

He often heard several different versions of the same thing. In some versions, someone is good, and in other versions, it becomes bad. Some versions are heroic stories, while others are embarrassment...... There are really a thousand Hamlets for a thousand people, and every time he chews it, he feels a deep aftertaste.

And he himself, in the process of "wine for story", gradually recovered his spirit. From the beginning of not even laughing, to the end it has completely returned to normal, and there is no longer any suffocation.

However, there is still a lot of gold left in that ingot, and there are still a lot of stories that can be exchanged for them.

Pan Long was not in a hurry, and planned to wait for the gold to be spent before returning to the mountain to continue the retreat.

He thought it was not bad, and when he was tired and bored from the retreat, he went down the mountain to listen to the story. After listening to the story and relaxing my spirit, I went back to the mountain to retreat and practice.

On this day, a bearded man said, "I have come from the north, and I have learned of something recently. In order to avenge Zhang Baisheng, the apprentice of the gang leader 'Tianshou Force' Xiao Xia, the 'Baisheng Divine Fist', the Tianshou Gang caught Luo Liao, the 'Tiger on the Balcony', hung him at the gate of Bofu Town, and threatened that if the penny hero did not come forward to save him, he would dry the fat man. ”

Pan Long was stunned for a moment and asked, "A penny hero?" I haven't heard of him recently." ”

"That's right, it's been more than half a year...... I don't know if this hero lost his life when he was doing chivalrous righteousness, or if he was in retreat to practice the peerless divine bow. Jianghu Ke said, "Actually, if it weren't for the fact that this hero never appeared, the Heavenly Hand Gang might not dare to shout for revenge." ”

"What do you mean by that?" someone asked curiously.

"That 'Tianshou Lux' Xiao Xia has been famous for more than 40 years and is a veteran congenital master. In terms of strength, it must be much stronger than his apprentice Zhang Baisheng. But no matter how strong it is, it is still spinning in the innate realm after all. No one knows the true identity of the penny hero, but when he was chivalrous and righteous to eliminate violence and peace, he killed more than one congenital master. Although Xiao Xia's martial arts are strong, he may not be able to beat that hero. ”

"Then why did he bother with that hero?"

Jianghu Ke picked up the wine jug, drank it all in one gulp, and then sighed: "I guess, there may be someone behind him, let him come forward as a temptation to test whether that hero is still alive." ”

"If so, I can understand. But what if that hero isn't there?" Pan Long asked, "Is it true that the Hand Gang is really going to dry Na Luo's fat man this day?"

"Who's to say it isn't. Jianghu sneered, "The Heavenly Hand Gang was originally from the Green Forest, and they don't care about killing innocents. After all, Zhang Baisheng died in the Luo family, they arrested Luo Liao, and they wanted one life for one life, and no one could find a reason. If the penny hero is really gone, then Luo Liao will inevitably be dried by the sun after all. ”

Pan Long frowned: "The government doesn't care about it?"

"How do you care?" someone around said with a smile, "At the beginning, the Tianshou Gang arrested the Luo family's old *** Luo Liao to confess, wrote a life and death document, and confessed to this matter." If it weren't for the sake of saving his own relatives, how could he be so easily tied up and bask in the sun? With his paperwork, the government couldn't find a reason to take care of it. ”

"What about the Luo family?" Pan Long asked again.

"The Nine-Eyed Du Shenzhu took them away. If his family hadn't been rescued, Luo Fatzi wouldn't have waited for death with peace of mind. ”

"Alas, think about it carefully, he offended Zhang Baisheng at the beginning, if it wasn't for the penny hero's action, he would have died a long time ago. If you can live for an extra year or two, you can count it as earning. ”

"Yes, and in order to deal with him, the Heavenly Hand Gang has dispatched a lot of formation, and there are four innate masters alone. Even if he died, he would not be wronged. ”

Everyone was talking nonsense, and Pan Long's brows became tighter and tighter.

Finally, he stood up.

"I'd like to see it with my own eyes. With that, he walked out the door.

"Guest, your money hasn't been spent yet. The shopkeeper shouted.

"The rest of the money can be used to buy some rice and grain for the poor in the city in the winter. ”

While speaking, Pan Long went out of the door and went straight away.

Now, he has no interest in listening to stories anymore.