The lion opened his mouth, and dared to be more powerful?

Ten taels of silver is already an astronomical amount for Wen Hua, not to mention the best flower withering wine, even if it is a green ant of earth wine that few people like to drink, if you load it into a car, why can't you have a lot of silver?

God, that's a cart of flowers and wine, if you do it all over again, he Wen Hua can touch his feet and say, he will never take that outrageous swordsmanship with a high sword.

Xu Fengnian sneered: "Wen Hua, Wen Hua, why are you still so good?" I thought you were dressed like a dog, and you had a little money on you, what's the matter, or is your poor waist cleaner than your face? How much money can you have in this cart of wine, and you're scared? ”

Wen Hua said anxiously: "The surname is Xu, don't talk cool here, please put a cart of wine on you, aren't you in a hurry?" If you have money, hurry up and buy two pots of wine to satisfy Lao Tzu's cravings, I haven't drunk for a few days, and birds are about to come out of my mouth! ”

Hey, who wouldn't brag?

Don't say invite a car of wine, if Xu Xiaozi can invite half a car, his Wen Hua's name will be called upside down!

After months of rolling and crawling together, who doesn't know who?

If this kid weren't poor and white, and his family was surrounded by walls, he wouldn't even know what meat tasted like? He still has a pair of rag shoes, but this kid and Lao Huang, the two pairs of straw shoes are still half-old and not new, every time they are empty, they slap the fat man in the face, saying that they are from a family.

Who wouldn't daydream?

He is not only a son of a family, but also in his dream with the scenery in front of him, and the little lady who walks up and sways rolls the quilt!

Xu Fengnian smiled without conscience: "After so long, your kid is still this dead virtue!" I thought that your kid would be able to take advantage of you if he became famous and became a hero, but now that I look at it, your kid has eaten the last meal and the next meal. What's the matter, do you want to go to Beiliang with me? Don't say anything else, if you encounter a martial arts competition again, I will cover you! ”

After speaking, Xu Fengnian took out the hard-to-change treasure knife in his waist, slashed forward quite domineeringly, and danced a few knife flowers one after another, but this action fell in the eyes of Wen Hua, who thought he "knew the roots" of Xu Fengnian, and it was very lame, like a childish dancing branch, which was useless, otherwise when he encountered a robbery, Xu Fengnian, this kid, can pretend to be a grandson from beginning to end?

But this smooth action is really enviable!

This knife, don't care if it's lame or not, what do you say about the word reader?

That's right, it's called Dengda's Elegant Hall!

Damn, it's no wonder that Xu Boy can change his outfit, but I don't know which little lady is so unlucky and was cheated of money by Xu Fengnian.

It's okay that the little lady was cheated of money, but she wasn't deceived by this kid, right? Otherwise, it would be really unreasonable!

Wen Hua was not in a hurry to run away, and said with a smile: "Let you blow, Lao Tzu will take you to the Golden Cave in a while, and I will go to ten or eight girls to make your kid sober and sober." Don't talk nonsense, surnamed Xu, if you are a brother, quickly take off this eye-catching clothes, and go to exchange for two catties of beef and two pots of wine first! ”

After speaking, Wen Hua took out his crotch again, turned his head to Jing Zhou, learned to be a shrew and scolded the street, and said with great momentum: "His uncle, don't think that I Wen Hua has never seen money, isn't it just a withered wine, how much silver can you have, what to urge?" I Wenhua has no habit of owing people in my life, a good car of wine is a car of wine, and I will invite you sooner or later, not more than half a drop! ”

Jing Zhou shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, there was originally a world-famous sword that I wanted to give to you, and a cart of wine can't be exchanged for a peerless good sword and a peerless sword spectrum." ”

The words "peerless good sword" exploded like thunder in the mind of the wooden sword ranger.

Wen Hua was excited, rubbed his palms, and said flatteringly: "Master, what sword?" And the sword spectrum? ”

Jing Zhou turned around and got on the horse, and said with a smile: "Peerless good sword, peerless sword spectrum, if you want it, follow along." ”

"The surname is Xu, I heard it right?" Wen Hua asked Xu Fengnian in a low voice.

Xu Fengnian said: "I can't be wrong. ”

Wen Hua scolded: "Damn, then what are you still standing for, accompany Lao Tzu to chase it, send good things to the door, don't do it in vain!" ”

Not to mention one cart of wine, what about ten carts of wine?

Mother, that's a famous sword!

For the poor who can't even afford a rusty iron sword and can only use a wooden sword, they can only dream of having a hundred forged iron swords.

Famous sword, I dare not dream of it!

Although he had never touched the little widow or the big girl's weak and boneless little hands, he had seen them on the street.

What does a famous sword look like?

Hell knows!

Pulling Xu Fengnian all the way to run wildly, Wen Huaha's face was half of his face.

It's really that this sword is too tempting for a ranger who wants to go to the end of the world with a sword.

Wen Hua thought that he was going to a grove, a cliff, or a mansion in a high-walled compound, but he didn't expect that the purple-clothed boy finally stopped in front of a temple, which made the wooden sword ranger a little dumbfounded.

Damn, can there be a sword in the monk's temple?

There are two demon slaying pestles, but although this thing can open mountains and crack stones, he can't look down on people who are determined to become a generation of swordsmen!

Practicing guns and sticks, where is it more handsome than playing with a sword?

A few days ago, he heard people on the street that on the heavy snow of Huishan, someone slashed the heavens with a sword, obediently, this celestial man is a fairy!

I have a sword, I can move mountains, I can pour the sea, I can suppress demons, I can punish immortals, look, how domineering these words are!

If you don't practice swords in this life, you really have no future!

Wen Hua looked up at the three lacquered gold characters of "Baoguo Temple" on the plaque, stopped, and whispered in Xu Fengnian's ear: "The surname is Xu, why do I feel that kid is lying to me?" Grandpa hasn't given birth to a son yet, but he doesn't want to go to the temple to be a bald donkey! ”

Xu Fengnian snorted and said, "Wen Hua, you can afford to look down on yourself, and you don't look at you as poor, even beggars are afraid, for fear that you will go to the roadside to grab a job, and someone will lie to you?" Besides, there is nothing wrong with being a monk here, isn't it better than the steamed buns that you have eaten the last meal and have not eaten the next meal, and you can't see white flowers for a few days? Monks can also practice the Buddha of Joy, I heard that there is a female Bodhisattva in the Western Regions Landa Mountain, who is looking for people in the world to study Buddhism together! ”

Wen Hua looked like he believed that you were a fool, and pouted: "If there is such a good thing as the Happy Buddha in the world, how can you not become a monk?" Don't think that Lao Tzu reads less, doesn't know that monks have precepts, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, if the monk can hold the little lady and roll on the bed, the Buddha must not be angry to death? ”

Xu Fengnian sighed: "Haven't you ever heard of Monk Hua?" Abbot, poor nuns, tsk, there are many doorways here! Besides, Lao Tzu has touched more girls than you have ever seen, all of them are tender and can pinch out the water, and they will be hungry and choose to eat and go to be a happy Buddha? ”

Wen Hua snorted: "What virtues do you have that I don't know?" He is familiar with cheating and abduction, that is, he has a strong mouth. By the way, what about Lao Huang and the old horse? You kid won't be the one who asked Lao Huang to exchange that old horse for this outfit, right? Damn, I know that your surname Xu is a treacherous one, and you can enjoy it yourself, and the dirty work is always left to Lao Huang. ”

"The surname is Xu, why don't you speak? Did I guess it? ”

Xu Fengnian said calmly: "Lao Huang died, died on the side of Emperor Wu City, buried by mountain ghosts, there is no monument and no grave." ”

Although Wen Hua's eyes fell into the copper plate, he could take care of half a penny for a long time, but he was quite concerned about life and death, people are alive, which one must not die sooner or later? Hearing Lao Huang's death, Wen Hua only regretted it in his heart, and sighed: "If you die, you will die, and if you have a good baby in your next life, maybe Lao Huang can still be a rich young master." This old guy has never touched the body of the little lady in his life, the last time he peeked at the widow taking a bath, he only peeked half of it, and was found holding a broom for two miles, but unfortunately, he almost took off his belly pocket, Lao Huang is unlucky. ”

Xu Fengnian looked in the direction of the East China Sea Martial Emperor City and muttered, "Yes, there is no luck, why did you run into me?" ”

Wen Hua said to himself: "I remember that he likes to drink rice wine, one sip at a time, smash it and smash it, and he is reluctant to swallow it in his mouth, a small bowl of wine can be drunk for most of the day." Next time Qingming, I have to go to Emperor Wu City, send a bowl of wine to Lao Huang, and put incense on the pillar. Lao Huang, good man! ”

Wen Hua was seriously thinking about where to get some copper plates, and went to Emperor Wu City to worship Lao Huang in exchange for two taels of yellow wine, when suddenly a voice came from his ears: "Lao Huang is not wrong, Wen Hua, this kid, can be regarded as having a conscience." ”

Wen Hua followed the voice, and the purple-clothed boy walked out of the temple, followed by a girl in green clothes, who seemed to be holding a sword in her hand.

Taking the sword from the blue bird's hand, Jing Zhou threw it casually, and the sword that had been inserted at the head of Emperor Wu City, making the eyes of swordsmen in the world hot, rolled in the air and inserted it three feet in front of Wen Hua impartially.

Wen Hua was stunned, he didn't expect that there was really a sword.

God have mercy!

Wen Hua stretched out a hand, and was about to draw his sword, but he thought of something again, pressed his impatient heart, wiped his black hand with his clothes, and then stepped forward to pull the sword out of the ground.

The long sword is unsheathed, simple, heavy, and the sword body is glowing with a cold clear light.

The wooden sword ranger learned the tone of those heroes and shouted two words: "Good sword!" ”

The voice was so loud that even the little novice standing in front of the temple could hear it clearly.

A few pilgrims who wanted to enter the temple to incense looked sideways, Wen Hua straightened up again, and danced a few moves that he thought were quite chic, lest others not know that he Wen Hua was a swordsman.

Jing Zhou took out a piece of silk from his arms and threw it forward.

The silk silk fell on Wen Hua's head.

The wooden sword ranger made a move, took the silk silk from his head, and glanced at it carelessly, only to see that there were twisted and crooked paintings on it, which were actually painted in blood.

Wen Hua was about to say something about the ghost drawing talisman, when a mighty sword intent rushed to his face.

The wooden sword ranger looked straight and looked at the few paintings on the silk again, not as casual as before.

Wen Hua can think of it with his buttocks, the painting on this silk is definitely a good thing!

Jing Zhou sighed: "This sword book is also given to you." ”

Wen Hua was stunned: "Really? ”

Jing Zhou nodded and said, "Before Lao Huang died, he was still thinking about your son marrying a daughter-in-law, and he was afraid that you would be looked down upon, so he left these things for you." ”

What Lao Huang left behind?

That shriveled old man who has a Xishu accent, eats a lot, drinks a lot, stinks fart, and always likes to grab grass and wipe his butt with him?

Wen Hua was stunned.

Jing Zhou said to himself: "The sword name is Huang Lu, the world's famous sword ranks fourth, it is Lao Huang's sword, decades ago Lao Huang first came out of the rivers and lakes, once went to Emperor Wu City to challenge Wang Xianzhi, after losing to Wang Xianzhi, Huang Lu stayed in the head of Emperor Wu City, and then I felt that this sword is heavy, and it is more suitable for you, so I took this Huang Lu back." ”

"On the sword spectrum, it is Lao Huang's lifelong understanding. From the first sword to the eighth sword, it is the best swordsmanship in the world, and the sword is nine or six thousand miles, which is a rare mastery. The eight swords refer to the Xuan, the nine swords are both celestial phenomena, and the nine swords are out, even Wang Xianzhi treats them carefully. ”

"There are thousands of people who use swords in the world, and there are only a few who can really be regarded as grandmasters, and there are not even a few palms that can compare to Lao Huang. If it is only about kendo cultivation, who dares to say that Lao Huang is far inferior to Deng Tai'a? Deng Tai'a's sword is powerful, but it is a murderous sword. These nine swords are extraordinary! ”

Wen Hua remembered that Lao Huang had said to him that practicing swords should be sincere, just like pilgrims burning incense and worshiping Buddha, sincerity is spiritual. At that moment, he didn't expect that a shriveled old man could say such a very reasonable thing?

Could it be that Lao Huang doesn't have the slightest master's demeanor?

Kendo Grandmaster, why is he even being chased after stealing sweet potatoes?

Wen Hua asked with a complicated expression: "Why did Lao Huang die?" ”

Jing Zhou said: "Fighting with Wang Xianzhi, I died of exhaustion. ”

Wen Hua was silent.

Lao Huang usually escapes faster than a rabbit, why did he stupidly go to Emperor Wu City to challenge Wang Xianzhi, the second person in the world, and fight to the death?

Xu Fengnian beat Wen Hua's chest and said: "The sword is nine or six thousand miles, even Cao Changqing once said that once this sword comes out, there will be no clever sword moves in the world, you kid don't embarrass Lao Huang, after learning these nine swords, how can you say that you will have to make a little famous in the future, and you can't find a beautiful daughter-in-law." ”

Wen Hua didn't argue with Xu Fengnian for the first time, rubbed Huang Lu with one hand, and whispered with red eyes: "Old Huang, how can you take a fancy to me Wen Hua?" I have robbed you of roasted sweet potatoes, touched bird eggs and robbed you, and wiped your butt and robbed you. ”

Jing Zhou glanced at Wen Hua and said, "Okay, don't twist and pinch like a girl, cry!" If you can practice these nine swords, Lao Huang is below, maybe you will be able to smile from ear to ear. ”

Wen Hua tore off a piece of clothing, wrapped Huang Lu around his waist, took a deep breath, and the whole person returned to his appearance, turned his head to Xu Fengnian, and said: "The surname is Xu, hurry up and change some wine and meat to comfort and comfort Lao Tzu's Five Organs Temple, damn it, is it possible that your kid is really a third-rate family from Beiliang?" It's so fucking unreasonable! ”

Xu Fengnian laughed angrily: ", how many times have I told you, Lao Tzu is a big family in Beiliangding!" Wine and meat are easy to say, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it for a while! ”

Wen Hua scoundrel said: "Hahaha, I can't eat it and take it away!" ”

After eating a meal of wine and meat in the restaurant with an open stomach, Wen Hua left with Huang Lu, and wrapped Huang Lu's scabbard in a rotten cloth when he left, which is the truth he pondered for many years, otherwise with the appearance of Huang Lu, on his shoulder, I don't know how many small times it will attract.

He wanted to go to Emperor Wu City first, pour a bowl of wine for Lao Huang, and then go to the Liangmang border to take a look, and listen to the mountain ghost say that if you want to achieve something, you need to grind more.

What else is comparable to sharpening a sword with life and death?

In his Wen Hua's life, even if his qualifications are not good, he has to practice swords to make one, two, three, not for anything else, but he just wants the world to know that his Wen Hua's sword is learned from Jian Jiuhuang, and let Lao Huang know that he Jian Jiuhuang is not wrong!