Chapter 19: The Defenders

"Oops, the second son shouldn't be going to gamble, right?"

"Why?"

"I heard that a new gambling house has opened in Ping'an Lane."

"Probably not." The honest and good-looking defender of the city said that he stood firmly on Zhao Jin's side.

"It's hard to say, every time the second son comes back from school, his bad character will come out a little more."

"Yes, yes, if I didn't have to defend the city, I would definitely go to Shouyang Mountain to see what kind of magical place can make the always gentle second son become such a ghost!"

"Well, the former second son doesn't scold."

"Forget it, the upper level of your realm, if you put it on the Confucian side, it is estimated that it will be a matter of a few more moves." Another defender of the city was ventilated.

"Seems like you're strong!" The previous defender of the city was in a hurry.

"What? It's better than you! I'm at the peak of my realm, maybe I can go back and sleep and get up tomorrow to be in the heavenly realm! ”

"Shit! When it comes to killing, it's not certain who will kill the deer! ”

"How? Let's compare? ”

Two defenders fought among themselves, and the other two defenders ignored them.

"By the way, what's the name of the gambling house?"

"Out of the casino!" The defender immediately replied.

"And how do you know?"

The defender fell silent......

"Let's hurry up and inspect Liucheng, it's easy to have accidents when there are many people, okay, I'll go first!" The defender changed the subject, jumped and hurried away.

Looking at the figure that ran away from the smoke, the city keeper sighed: "Alas, it is really a repeated teaching. ”

******

Ping'an Lane, Pingyu Inn.

Fan Duowen came out with a few bottles of wine, and he was about to fill the Eight Immortals.

A one-eyed old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "After so many years, you drunkard knows where my good wine is hidden." ”

Old man Fan brought two more large bowls, and wanted to pour out all the wine with great pride.

"Every time you come, my family has to be torn off."

"It's rare to come once, next time I drink your wine, and I don't know it's going to be the Year of the Monkey, not to mention that your inn has a big business, not to mention this money!"

The one-eyed old man scanned the surroundings with his last remaining eye, the rudimentary furniture, the scattered broken tables, the blackened wall panels......

He can see the bottom of his eyes with his only remaining eye, but Fan Duowen's kung fu of opening his eyes and telling nonsense has improved a lot.

Fan Duowen, who was anti-guest, raised the bowl, raised his head and took a sip, making tons and tons of sounds.

Killing a sea bowl in one go, Fan Duowen was full of joy: "Happy!" It's a pleasure! ”

Fan Duowen poured another bowl and drank it on his head.

This noodle is like a cow drinking water!

The one-eyed old man shook his head in a series of ways, and said, "This valuable wine is really cheap when it enters the stomach of your drunken maniac." ”

Fan Duowen laughed and filled a large bowl for the one-eyed old man.

The bowl of the sea was gradually filled, and the wine splashed out of the bowl, wetting the tabletop, and the pitch-black table top was shiny.

The one-eyed old man asked, "The current Xiliu City can be described as a mixture of fish and dragons, so you don't worry about the kid you brought at all?" ”

Fan Duowen drank all the wine before replying unhurriedly: "This is your territory, in this fine willow city, I don't believe you, who else can I trust?" ”

Hahaha, the one-eyed old man also drank the sea bowl.

"By the way, what are your plans for Xiliu City regarding the sword coming out of the Hanging Sword Forest?" Old man Fan sandwiched a peanut and put it in his mouth.

The one-eyed old man looked out the window, "The matter of Xichuan Hanging Sword Forest, the martial arts spread has a great impact, although Xiliucheng is the host, and the fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, but there are several great masters of the Heavenly Realm in the city, and it will definitely be difficult to collect the sword, and this hot potato can't hold it." Don't. ”

The one-eyed old man turned his head to look at Fan Duowen, who was still binge drinking, and asked, "What about you?" ”

"I still have three swords in my box, and the Xichuan Hanging Sword Forest has long been out of my itinerary."

"And why are you here?"

Fan Duowen was half drunk and half awake, his loose eyes narrowed a slit, and he smiled: "Repay the favor." ”

"That kindness is not over in this life, but I can still pay back a little more."

The planks of the staircase rattled and came up dressed in white.

After Bai Yi saw the drunk old man Fan, he said, "Old man Fan, are you still drinking?" You were drinking while I was gone! You're still drinking when I come back! ”

"Old man Fan, you use wine as food!"

The one-eyed old man smiled: "The drunken maniac is not in vain, he takes wine as his life!" ”

The white robe sat up on his own, and took up the wine vat to fill himself with a bowl.

Fan Duowen snatched the wine jar in Bai Yi's hand and scolded: "Scholars can't drink!" ”

The Confucian sect of Shouyang Mountain once had a fatwa, three do not eat, three do not drink, and three do not see.

Bai Yi snatched the wine in again and said, "That's in Shouyang Mountain, now I'm in Xiliu City, I, Zhao Jin, are second in Xiliu City, except for my brother, no one can control me!" ”

Zhao Jin looked up and drank but did not have Fan Duowen heroic.

Fan Duowen looked at the one-eyed old man, gave him a thumbs up, and praised: "The disciples you teach are really interesting!" Much more fun than you. ”

"Well, I just like that." The one-eyed old man smiled, "I look pretty good at that disciple of yours?" ”

"Flower boy? He wasn't my disciple, I just taught him a few tricks to save his life. ”

The drunken old man Fan didn't know whether he was drunk or awake, and he said again: "He should be regarded as my benefactor." ”

******

Wan Shu shook the token in his hand proudly.

Don't go over the head of Hua Graffiti, anyway, his realm is not as good as Wan Shu, and he can't rob her, so he can't see it and don't be upset.

It's not the token that bothers you, it's Wanshu that worries.

He grinned and asked, "Do you want it?" ”

Hua Fei nodded slightly.

Along the way, he had repeated this action many times, but he didn't dare to think in a good direction.

Not really.

Wan Shu smiled evilly: "Think beautifully." ”

Then he made a condition, "Unless you promise me one condition." ”

After Hua gradually flew without thinking, he immediately shook his head and refused, how could he be the kind of weak person who easily succumbed to the evil forces? In the face of such unreasonable and unreasonable conditions, Hua gradually flew resolutely to be herself and not be coerced by others.

"I haven't said the conditions yet, why don't you listen to it first?" Wan Shu is full of curiosity about Hua Feifei's reaction, she just likes to observe all kinds of strange people, and then start to have fun with them.

"I refuse first, so as not to suffer greater losses." Hua gradually flew and said rightly.

Hua gradually Fei looked up at the clear sky, looked at the crowd of people, and then looked at the eccentric Wan Shu, and said to himself: "It seems that today's luck is not good, so it's better for me to go out less." ”

The black-clothed man at the head waved the warrant and said calmly: "Prepare to do it!" ”

Then, he interrupted the command again and raised his hand back stiffly.

"Wait a minute!"

A few masked killers are a bit unclear, so could it be that the situation has changed?

It is easy for them to kill a person who has no realm, and besides, this time the target is not guarded, which is the best time to kill, and if they miss this opportunity, their future actions will be much more difficult.

I only heard the calm voice of the man in black led by him, with a little more doubt.

"Why is Miss here?"

*******

From the other end back to Ping'an Alley, there are more people in the alley, passing by the lively door, Hua gradually flew to see someone standing at the door crying dad and calling mother, some people crying proudly, and someone broke their legs and threw them out, here is simply staged a variety of life, all kinds of unwillingness, sadness, elation and other emotions are vividly expressed.

The flowers flew up for a glimpse.

Gambling house.

Hua gradually flew into his pocket, and it was empty.

I have to come back next time!

******

Seeing that Hua gradually flew and refused to be moved, Wan Shu followed up with Pingyu Inn.

Old man Fan is an alcoholic, as long as there is alcohol to drink, he can stay all day without moving, and outside is also outside, as long as there is alcohol to drink, no matter how tired the road is, he can walk, and no matter how bad things are, as long as you drink wine and think about it, bad things can become good things.

It's not strange that Hua gradually flies, but it's just a little strange where do poor bastards like Old Man Fan get the money for wine? And how can he feel that he can't drink the wine in his gourd?

Old man Fan, who was lying on the wine table, was drunk, and when he saw Hua gradually flying behind him, he asked a quirky girl from before, "Early in the morning, where did you get a little girl from a stinky boy?" ”

Wan Shu raised his snow-white hand and waved at Fan Duowen, "Hello old man." ”

Hua Wanfei touched his aching forehead and sat down, and said, "What's the matter, being followed by such a troublemaker, I am destined to have no good luck these days." ”

Old man Fan didn't say a word, "The little girl is very good, I like it a lot." ”

Cangzhou Xiliucheng Pingyu Inn.

"Brother Hua, why are you so angry?" As soon as he entered the inn, Song Jin saw the listless Hua gradually flying in front of a table, stunned.

The strange girl in the butterfly skirt next to her immediately took Song Jin's words and said, "He said that you are a fairy, and the fairy is not angry, as for the ghost, forget it." ”

What a cold joke.

Hua Feifei was still bored fiddling with the teacup on the table, ignoring the girl in the butterfly skirt. One is in high spirits, the other is listless.

"Oh?" On the contrary, Song Jin was also a little interested.

Wan Shu continued to add: "The immortal who is out of breath. ”

Song Jin was stunned, and then smiled, no wonder the chic and uninhibited flower gradually flew like this, it seemed that someone more difficult had lowered him.

The handsome young man in brocade clothes and jade robes finally had time this time, slipped in from the door, sat on the bench with his butt, and did not speak.

"Brother Hua, where is Mr. Liu now?" Song Jin finally explained the reason for coming.

"In the hall on the second floor, drink." Hua gradually flew and didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, vaguely and listlessly replied.

Song Jin nodded, and then said to the attendant behind him: "Da Shui, you help watch it, I have something important to do now, don't let irrelevant people come in and disturb me." “

Fu Dashui nodded reluctantly, and muttered in a low voice: "What's the matter, even I won't let you know?" “

Afterwards, Song Jin went to talk to Old Man Fan about important matters, as for what to say, Hua Wanfei didn't have the heart to inquire.

Hua Weifei finally stood up and waved his hand at the brocade-clothed young man, "If your son asks me, then say that I went out to breathe, so don't wait." “

Hua gradually walked out of the inn like a flying corpse, but like Song Jin, there was an extra chirping female attendant behind him.