The small courtyard of Qihuazhai was still unattended, except for the strangers who had come that day. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang He sat in the courtyard, grinning and wrapping himself with the last piece of silk cloth, the smell of the ointment like dog shit made him wrinkle his nose. He finally knew that people were floating in the rivers and lakes, how could there be a reason not to be stabbed.

There are two stone benches in the courtyard, but only Jiang He sits alone. There was another person in the back room, Hu Xiaoliu was sweating profusely and boiling a pot of fish soup, but the fish meat in it had been turned to pieces by him with a spoon.

Hu Xiaoliu wiped his sweat, looked at his work with great satisfaction, and then sprinkled a handful of crooked green onions of different lengths and brought them to Jiang He.

"Taste?"

Jiang He looked at the bowl of innocent things in front of him like "paste" and asked, "What is this?"

Hu Xiaoliu smiled and said proudly: "The Hu family's ancestral --- fish soup in the rivers and lakes. ”

The river is silent. He raised his spoon and stirred it, and all the scales of the soup rose up, and there was a huge fish head that could not be seen.

"You eat. Jiang He put down the spoon and pushed the bowl in front of Hu Xiaoliu.

Hu Xiaoliu looked at Jiang He unhappily and said in a muffled voice: "Master Jiang, this is my first time cooking, you can enjoy a thin noodle." ”

The river was unmoved.

Hu Xiaoliu sighed leisurely, picked up the fish soup on the table, and then tasted it gently, and then he vomited.

"Damn, it's so bitter. ”

Jiang He shook his head and said, "Have pity on my fish." ”

Hu Xiaoliu put down the bowl in his hand when he heard this, scratched his head a little embarrassed, and then said, "Master Jiang, don't mind." I'll buy it for you, whatever fish you want to eat, boiled, steamed and braised in water, I'll buy it for you. ”

Hu Xiaoliu didn't say that it was okay, he said that Jiang He felt that he was a little hungry, at this time it was past noon, Jiang He didn't eat anything except for drinking a bowl of porridge in the morning, and the hunger at this moment made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Eat whatever you want, and don't mess with all that extravagance. ”

Hu Xiaoliu smiled, then picked up the oil-paper umbrella and went out.

Jiang He shook his head, knowing that he would definitely buy some big fish and meat back, he was not taboo, but according to the aspect of health, he always had to eat something light after being injured, of course, in Hu Xiaoliu's world, there was nothing light.

Sure enough, when Hu Xiaoliu came back, there were three younger brothers behind him, each of whom was holding a big wooden basin in his hand, and Hu Xiaoliu commanded them to bring a long table, and then put all the wooden basins on the table.

The first pot contained a large pot of boiled fish, and the red chili oil was still steaming.

The second pot is filled with a large pot of braised fish, the sauce is fresh and thick, the color is bright, and it looks very delicious.

In the third pot is a large steamed sea bass, the fresh white flesh of which is wrapped in green onions.

Hu Xiaoliu sat down with a wine jug, and said to Jiang He with a smile: "Master Jiang, the fish you want." ”

Jiang He was dumbfounded, thinking that Hu Xiaoliu was really still Hu Xiaoliu. He shook his head, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat, he was indeed a little hungry, these fish should have been ordered by Hu Xiaoliu in the restaurant, the fish were all delicious, smooth and tender, steaming.

Hu Xiaoliu also unceremoniously picked up the chopsticks and tasted them, and said with admiration: "The fish in Zuiyue Tower is still so delicious." ”

As he spoke, he unscrewed the flask again, opened the large bowl that was clasped on the table, and poured two bowls of wine.

Jiang He looked at the wine bowl pushed by Hu Xiaoliu, waved his hand, and said seriously: "I am injured and can't drink." ”

Hu Xiaoliu said disappreciatively: "Why can't you drink it? I'm a medicinal wine to recuperate from my injuries." ”

Jiang He thought to himself that all your wine is medicinal wine. But looking at Hu Xiaoliu's eyes, he knew that this bowl of wine was definitely going to be drunk again. Jiang He sighed, thinking to himself where he looked like a sick and wounded.

"It's okay to drink, take a pot and boil, I have a small stove in the stove house. ”

Hu Xiaoliu grinned, and hurriedly went to the stove house to take out a small stove, light a fire, and cook wine.

Jiang He ate most of the boiled fish, and the spicy and fragrant taste made him satisfy his tongue, and a drop of hot sweat came out of his forehead. He picked up another bowl of hot wine and drank it gently. This time, Hu Xiaoliu didn't lie to him, it was indeed a bowl of medicinal wine, a little bitter and a little dull, but the taste of wine was still full.

Jiang He drank this bowl of wine, feeling that his whole body was hot and warm, and the wounds on his body were healing rapidly, of course, only Jiang He himself could feel it.

This unusual body seemed to be slowly improving, his body's healing ability was slowly strengthening, and he could even feel the subtle growth of flesh and blood in the depths of the wound, some itchy, some numb.

Jiang He put down the wine bowl, the wine on the stove was boiling, and the smell of wine and medicine permeated this small courtyard.

He raised his head, Hu Xiaoliu was still holding a bowl of fish head and tasting it carefully, Jiang He smiled and said, "Sixth master, let's talk for a while." ”

Hu Xiaoliu ignored him, slowly ate the most essence of the fish head before putting down the bowl, wiped his mouth with his hand, and said, "What are you talking about?"

Jiang He picked up the hot wine jug with a towel, poured a bowl of wine for Hu Xiaoliu, and then said, "Nonsense, just tell me why you appeared in the examination room?"

Hu Xiaoliu was stunned when he heard this, and explained with a smile: "If you don't say it, I almost forgot." ”

Jiang He looked at him puzzled.

Hu Xiaoliu picked up the bowl and blew it gently, and said, "Boss Wu wants to see you." ”

Jiang He was stunned again, Boss Wu was naturally Wu Xiaobei's father, Wu Qingming. Since he entered Beijing, he has never seen the behind-the-scenes leader of the White Dragon Gang, and Jiang He is naturally a little curious about this important minister in the court, a three-rank civil official, the boss of the White Dragon Gang and other strange people with a combination of identities.

"Why are you seeing me?"

Hu Xiaoliu took a sip of wine gently, then smacked his lips with satisfaction, and replied after a while: "How do I know?"

The river is silent.

"Eh, can you tell me about Boss Wu's fortune back then?" Jiang He felt that he was full of curiosity about this influential figure, and Rao couldn't figure out what he thought.

Hu Xiaoliu smiled, but said with a somewhat strange expression: "You will naturally know these things in the future, and it makes no sense to tell you now." ”

It seems that something very far-reaching is involved, Hu Xiaoliu stopped talking after saying two sentences, and Jiang He didn't want to ask again.

Jiang He thought of the lively but sensitive and fragile girl in his heart again, and he didn't know what Wu Xiaobei was doing recently, just this time he could go to see her, thinking of the pimples on Wu Xiaobei's face, Jiang He couldn't help but smile slightly.

Hu Xiaoliu looked at Jiang He with a strange expression, and then said with a smile: "Jiang Ye, you are laughing a little wrong." ”

Jiang He was stunned, "What's wrong?"

Hu Xiaoliu smiled again and said, "It's the same as the look of the young lady's smile, tsk." ”

Jiang He was speechless. Hu Xiaoliu looked at him meaningfully, and the wine bowl in front of him emitted soft white smoke.

"Why don't I help you ask this woman how to love her? Miss Zhu'er must know these things. ”

"Go, go, go. ”

"Shall I go then?"

"I'll tell you to get out of the way. ”

"Hahaha. ”

Jiang He has a black line, but he feels much more relaxed in his heart, chatting with a dissolute person like Hu Xiaoliu is always a pleasant thing, but some things still make him a little annoyed, he brushed it in his heart, and then asked: "Ask you a few more things." ”

Hu Xiaoliu smiled and said frivolously: "Ask, ask, I have experience." ”

Jiang He sighed and said, "Be serious." ”

"The first thing, who is Situ Yuchao?"

Hu Xiaoliu was stunned for a moment, then put away his smile and looked up at Jiang He. He said slowly: "The eldest son of the Situ family. The monsters that came out of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are very powerful. ”

This is the third time Jiang He has heard of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, a big sect that is not well known. It is rumored that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has a hidden sword blade, and there are thousands of ancient famous swords hidden in the mountain peak, so it is named the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, this Ten Thousand Swords Sect is a hidden sect, and the disciples in the sect are never born when they practice alone, but in recent years, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has sent many disciples to walk and practice in the world for some reason, and more and more people have begun to remember this sect that is so long ago that it is almost forgotten.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect has an unwritten rule, that is, if you want to practice advanced swordsmanship and mystical methods, you must be recognized by the Tibetan Sword Peak, and this recognition is that you must find a sword of your own from the Tibetan Sword Peak.

It can be left by the ancients, or it can be unborn, this sword is the symbol of the core disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

And on that day, Situ Yuchao did not use his sword, and he didn't even see his sword appearance.

Jiang He thought of the "green shirt" again, a foot of Qingfeng was like jade, revealing a cold glow.

"You take this sword back, I can't use it. Jiang He took out the sword and handed it to Hu Xiaoliu.

Hu Xiaoliu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Eh, you can use it, and you can put it away." ”

Jiang He couldn't resist him, so he had to take back the green shirt again, and then he pointed to Hu Xiaoliu's oil-paper umbrella curiously, and asked, "What is the name of your sword?"

"Big Black!"

Jiang He looked at the proud look on Hu Xiaoliu's face, and was deeply impressed by his naming skills, he had never seen a person name the sword in his hand so rashly, fortunately, the name of the sword in his hand was not ugly, at least it was not "Xiaoqing".

"Did you get it from that mountain?"

The mountain that Jiang He said naturally refers to Zangjian Peak.

Hu Xiaoliu was stunned for a moment and said, "Why do you ask that?"

"Isn't it?"

"Yes. ”

Sure enough, it was. Jiang He finally figured out one thing, that is, why Hu Xiaoliu knew Haoyue swordsmanship. He didn't believe that Hu Xiaoliu was also like him, someone gave him a sword book, which was still incomplete.

"Then why are you a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and a disciple of the Protector Academy, but I haven't heard that these two sects have exchange students. ”

Hu Xiaoliu looked at Jiang He inexplicably, and then said, "Who said that I am a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?"

Jiang He was stunned for a moment and asked, "Then where did you learn the Haoyue Sword Technique?" and the Jinsha Sword Technique. ”

Hu Xiaoliu's face froze, and then he waved to Jiang He with a strange expression, signaling him to be quieter, and after a long time, he said leisurely: "I learned it secretly." ”

"I don't believe it. Could it be that your Great Black was also stolen from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?"

Of course, Jiang He didn't believe his nonsense, just kidding, he had such a high comprehension, such a strong kendo genius, and he had only just touched the shape of Haoyue's swordsmanship, and looking at the sword intent competition between Hu Xiaoliu and Situ Yuchao that day, it was not a skill that could be achieved by simply imitating and stealing learning.

Hu Xiaoliu seemed to remember something disgraceful, rubbed it awkwardly and said, and then said: "Oh, don't ask this question, next one." ”

Jiang He was speechless, so he had to continue to ask, "Who is Li Qiushuang?"

"Li Qiubai's apprentice. ”

"Who is Li Qiubai?"

Hu Xiaoliu suddenly looked at Jiang He like an idiot, then raised his hand and pulled Jiang He's arm and said, "Are you from the wilderness? ”

Jiang He slapped his hand away and looked at him puzzled.

Hu Xiaoliu looked at Jiang He's eyes, completely believing that he really didn't know Li Qiubai.

"Hmm... What does Li Qiubai say, it's very strange. ”

Hu Xiaoliu poured himself another bowl of wine, and then tried his best to piece together his own language: "He used to be a poor scholar, and later he took the meritorious examination and entered Kyoto City as an official, well, it seems that he is still a big official, the history of assassination is still something, and the poems are written very well, but I can't read them. ”

"Then one day, suddenly he told others that he was a cultivator, and then he cultivated all the way up, eh, that's right, right?"

Jiang He nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"As a result, he really became a cultivator, and soon stepped into the realm of transforming gods, and now it is rumored in the world that he is already a person in the semi-saint realm, plus he writes poems well, long... may not be as handsome as me, but his cultivation is much higher than me, so the world has given him a title. ”

Jiang He listened to Hu Xiaoliu's introduction like a storyteller, and asked curiously, "What title?" ”

"Immortal Li Qiubai. ”