February 13, the day of the sting.

Huainan Yuzhou City, because of the waterways of the Jianghuai two places, connecting Kyushu, there is an endless stream of merchants and pawns in it, so it is rich in the world, and is known as the granary of the world.

There is a building in the city, named Yuyu Building, which is 100 zhang high, and goes straight into Xiaohan

The ancients had a cloud: they did not dare to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the people in heaven.

Since the founding of this dynasty, this high-rise building has been standing here, there are countless immortals, and there are more monks from other towns who want to enter to see the style of this jade building, but they are all rejected without exception, even the people in the city rarely see the immortals who come out of the inside, but every fifteenth party sees that there are young immortals who go out to purchase needs.

"This old official, I don't know what kind of immortal treasures are purchased in the Yuyu Building? Traveling so far, we don't want to go home like this. ”

At the side of the wine stall, a young boy asked with a salute, this boy brother has red lips and white teeth, a face like a crown of jade, a ring, and a small silver bone fan, which can be seen at a glance that he is a scholar from the south of the Yangtze River.

He was accompanied by two men, a man and a woman, the man was burly, dark-skinned, rugged-faced, and wore a broadsword at his waist. The woman's pink delicacy is slightly shining, her smile is gentle, and she is touching.

The old official of the wine stall looked at a few people, he was a native of Yuzhou City, he was a little proud in his bones, although his eyes were disdainful, but the habit he had developed after decades of doing business made him kind to anyone.

"Three guest officers, presumably also admired, this "old official" will be exempt, don't dislike my little old man trembling a few words, every day like you a few not a hundred but also eighty, all with hope to say something from the mouth of the little old man has never heard or seen, but after I said it, they were all extremely disappointed, if you are also with such thoughts, I will advise you to take a good walk in Yuzhou City, bury this curiosity in your heart, after all, look forward to the most fun, Isn't it? ”

After speaking, the old official of the wine stall winked at the young man led by him, and the few people around him were in a fog, and the big man on the side was not happy, so he was ready to give this pretentious old man a little color, but this old man also read countless people, and was not frightened by this bronze bell-like eye, but he also read the meaning, so he continued to smile and said:

"In the east of the city, near Yongjinmen, the Jianghu Inn and the Jade Wine Shop near the inn, those immortals are all purchasing what they need there, and they are very famous."

Sure enough, after the old official of the wine stall said these two places, he saw the expressions he expected on the faces of the three strangers.

Disappointed.

In their opinion, shouldn't the detached immortals drink dew and eat pulp? How can fireworks be so heavy?

The old official's eyes swept over, as if smiling, and finally landed on the broadsword on the big man's waist and said:

"This son, let Xiao Lao'er say more, let your guards take care of the big knife on his waist, and restrain his anger, if he accidentally comes out of the sheath and hurts Xiao Lao'er, I don't care, but in the Jianghu Inn, it's not so easy to talk."

With a few words, the eyes of the three of them fell back on the old official of the wine stall, and the big man also looked at the broadsword on his waist, and subconsciously clenched it a little.

"Old official, is it the Jianghu Inn that has a great reputation in the rivers and lakes?"

"Just check it out, after all, anticipation is the most interesting, isn't it?"

Brother Gongzi gave the silver money, and the three of them had their own thoughts, suddenly turned their heads, and walked towards the golden gate of Chengdongyong, the old official of the wine stall behind him smiled meaningfully, weighed the broken silver in his hand a few times, and threw it into the drawer on the side, without looking at it again.

To the east of the city, Yong Jinmen.

The Jianghu Inn is like a plaque at its door.

Rivers and lakes.

What is Jianghu?

Fish and dragons are mixed, the three sects and nine streams gather together, each sitting at a table, there are many of them who are not in line with the sect, or people who have a deep hatred of blood, but when they come to this inn, everyone ushered in the long-lost peace, they drank wine, ate small dishes, and enjoyed the blowing and singing of the famous little lady, even if there are really outlaws, if they want to do it here, they have to weigh whether the meat on their bodies is enough to scrape three thousand knives.

This is the Jianghu Inn, the last paradise of the rivers and lakes, once someone breaks the rules, this Jianghu will no longer have a place for him.

"Feng Ma'an, you're so bitter looking for you."

At the table, a middle-aged man was smiling, and his two mustaches made it impossible to have a good impression of him. At this moment, he was leisurely knocking peanuts, disdainful of the young man with a sword opposite.

Seeing his expression, the young man subconsciously prepared to draw the sword in his hand, and when he was furious, the middle-aged man named Feng Ma'an said:

"The Middle Four Realms Jade Heng Realm? You can think clearly, you can kill me with this sword, but my Feng Ma'an's life is not worth mentioning, and you Bailing Sword Monarch Bai Junzi is afraid that you will become a living dead from now on. ”

When the young man heard this, his movements froze, and the fingers that had just touched the hilt of the sword immediately retracted, and cold sweat was already pouring out on his forehead.

"Hmph, I'm a little-known flower thief in the rivers and lakes, and before I die, I can still pull the famous Bailing Sword Monarch to make a back, it's worth it! But you know what? That woman's appearance is extremely good, I have read countless women in my life, and there is only one one that really makes me feel pity, that taste, tsk, death without regrets. ”

The corners of Bai Junzi's mouth twitched, his temples were bulging, his finger joints were white, and there was a muffled "click", he actually crushed a tooth, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Hearing the words "white gentleman", the inn instantly quieted down, and they all turned their heads to look at the two of them.

Since the battle of Yanyu Lane in the south of the Yangtze River twenty years ago, the immortal Li Canglan disappeared in the rivers and lakes, and there are few outstanding people in the way of the sword, although there are not a few sword cultivators in the rivers and lakes, although there are occasionally a few people who are amazingly talented, but it is also a flash in the pan after all, and it will no longer be the scenery of the former immortal Li Canglan.

Until recent years, a person suddenly appeared in the rivers and lakes, dressed in white, carrying a three-foot Qingfeng, punishing evil and promoting good.

Because the people he killed were all the people who should be killed, and he was from the Bailing Bai clan in Muzhou, the people in the rivers and lakes were called Bailing Jianjun, and there was an endless stream of challengers for a while. Although they were all defeated, the latter was full of praise for his character, and slowly everyone in the rivers and lakes remembered a person's name, and the person was like his name, the white gentleman.

The only thing I don't understand is why he is always expressionless, whether it is killing or fighting, he is not shocked.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Feng Ma'an snorted coldly and continued:

"The woman has been begging me for mercy before she died, she said that she was pregnant, kneeling and begging me to let her go, you know, I Feng Ma'an is a flower thief, the more women are like this, the more excited I am, but unfortunately, she didn't even see the child before she died, I obviously cut open her belly, took out the baby and put it next to her, but she didn't see a look, hahahaha."

Hearing that the scene was quiet all of a sudden, there was only the creaking of teeth, the sound of joints rubbing and Feng Ma'an's treacherous laughter in the entire inn.

At this time, a head poked out of the counter, rubbed his sleepy eyes, stood up and stretched, and after a while, he patted the counter heavily, and everyone's eyes fell on the counter.

The person who patted the counter was a young man, just past the age of bundling his hair, with a delicate appearance, good facial features, and his eyebrows and eyes revealed the laziness that he should not have at this age.

When I saw this young man, the eyes of many people present gradually softened, and some of them had smiles on their lips.

The young man stretched out his hand and beckoned to the back:

"Ghost Xiaoer, come to life."

A black shadow flew out of the backyard, tossing and turning among the masters of the rivers and lakes, and no one noticed it.

However, after two breaths, the black shadow stood at Feng Ma'an's table, and saw the person clearly, his body was thin, and he looked at the notorious flower thief with a playful face, as if he was looking at a pair of cramped and deboned beef.

"In the inn, from the princes and nobles to the peddlers and pawns, no one can do anything here, this is the rule, even if it is me."

The boy walked out of the counter and slowly came to the table for two, the crowd automatically gave way to a way, and he just like that, he casually picked up the beef on the table and put it in his mouth, talking as he walked, no one interjected.

Coming to the table, the young man propped his hands on the table and said:

"But, when you get out of this door, whether you live or die, you can't help me at the Jianghu Inn, ghost Xiaoer, fork people out for me."

The emaciated man stepped forward with a cruel smile, Feng Ma'an's face stiffened suddenly, and then he was ready to draw out the dagger behind his waist, when he thought of where he was, he could still fight with reason if he didn't show his weapon, but once he pulled out the dagger, it was difficult for the gods to save.

"Less shopkeeper, the inn has words first, anyone who enters it to pay the silver two, are protected by the inn, now I am still in the inn, now the shopkeeper you have broken the rules, are you really not afraid of the inn's reputation to be ruined? At that time, it will be difficult for the Jianghu Inn to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes. ”

Feng Ma'an made a thousand pound drop, and the ghost Xiaoer stepped forward and pulled without moving at all, and the young man who was called the "young shopkeeper" was a little surprised, and he said:

"Oh yes, this hard work is really good, it's a good material to be a king."

The young man waved his hand, Ghost Xiaoer signaled to take a step back, the young man sat down, picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth, and continued:

"Jianye City, 30 years ago, I witnessed my biological mother being humiliated and killed by thieves, but at that time he was still drooping, unable to take revenge, so he endured for 20 years, and finally destroyed the enemy family after 20 years, but he was also wanted by the government, poor family has no one to take care of, come here to seek refuge, I promised him three years to accumulate family business for the young son, three years later he went to the yamen to surrender, do you think I am a broken rule?"

"Can't count! The shopkeeper treats me like a mountain, and the inn treats me like a mountain, so it is impossible for Liu to blame it on the head of the inn! ”

As soon as the words fell, a big man in the crowd stood up, with dark skin, knotted muscles, and a shocking knife wound on his exposed chest.

Retracting his gaze, the young shopkeeper continued:

"Moreover, a person who claimed to be Yan Jiu, a scattered person in the rivers and lakes, fled here to seek refuge, once drank too much with people and told himself, and learned that he was chased and killed by the children's gang, as for why the children's gang chased and killed him, you must know very well, abducting children to pick and break branches, I was still young at that time, a bag of sweat medicine threw him outside the inn, and that night he was cut into a stick by the children's gang, let me ask, do I break the rules!"

More than a dozen people stood up in the hall one after another, including men and women, old and young, clapping the table and rising with righteous indignation.

"Don't count! It should be too late to pick and break branches, and we are still strange that the shopkeeper is young and too kind. ”

The young shopkeeper sneered, turned his gaze to Feng Ma'an and said:

"Stinky King Ba, you have fled for so many years, why are you so easy to be found by the white gentleman now, don't you have any doubts in your heart?"

After listening, Feng Ma'an finally softened and didn't struggle too much, Bai Junzi stood up indifferently, saluted the young shopkeeper of the inn in front of him, and then came to Feng Ma'an.

"I'll scrape every inch of your skin with a sword!"

At the moment when the white gentleman turned his head, Feng Ma'an got up angrily, pulled out the dagger behind him, and stabbed at the innkeeper in front of him.

The two were only half a foot apart, and he was confident that he would be able to take down the head of the young shopkeeper of the Jianghu Inn within three breaths, and even the ghost Xiaoer, who was outstanding in light skills, had no way to take him under this close surprise attack.

Just when he was full of confidence, he clearly saw that the young shopkeeper in front of him still had a smile on his face, whether it was Ghost Xiaoer or the other Jianghu knights present, he had not changed a little.

Suddenly, the figure of the young man in front of him flashed, Feng Ma'an's dagger flew into the air, he turned his head to look around with the dagger in his hand, and did not find the figure of the young shopkeeper.

"Black and white doorman, fork people out."

Feng Ma'an looked up blankly, the voice came from above his head, and the young man was standing above him, and he didn't notice it at all.

Outside the door, two men walked in, one was dressed in black, the other was dressed in white, the man in white had big shoulders and a round waist, and the man in black was unusually emaciated. The two came to Feng Ma'an, one of them punched, and slammed into his chest, a burst of blood mist erupted, and Feng Ma'an flew out of the inn.

Since it is near the city gate, it is not a busy city, and the people on the street seem to have long been accustomed to the fact that some people often fly out of the inn, so they can also skillfully avoid it and stop and watch with interest.

The young shopkeeper fell to the ground and said to the white gentleman on the side:

"Don't do anything inside the inn territory, so many pairs of eyes watching, this is the final bottom line."

The white gentleman nodded, and walked out of the inn with his sword.

Feng Ma'an stood up, dagger in hand, his face full of fear. It was the first time in so many years that he felt so deeply that his life was threatened.

"Choke!"

With a sonorous dragon roar, the long sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword appeared bigger and bigger in the eyes of the flower thief Feng Ma'an, the long sword was raised, and Feng Ma'an's right eye flew out.

"Ahh

A terrible scream, at this moment he didn't care about anything else, he tried his best to quickly escape from here with the best light skills, but as soon as he turned around, he found that there were two people standing behind him, white clothes with big shoulders and round waists, and black clothes were unusually thin.

When he took two steps back and turned his head again, a sword light was as fast as thunder, he knew that he would not be able to dodge this sword, so he could only raise the dagger in his hand and try with all his strength to block this sword.

"This sword, for my wife, will not be abandoned when I am at the end of the day, but it is in the hands of you, a thief."

Blood splattered everywhere, and between the lightning and flint, Feng Ma'an's dagger broke, and a deep wound appeared on his chest in an instant.

"This sword, for my unborn child, as a father, I am sorry for him, I can only avenge him!"

Another sword was swung out, and one of Feng Ma'an's hands holding the dagger was cut off by the sword qi and thrown into the crowd.

"This sword is for those innocent victims who have been humiliated by you, you are for your own selfish desires, how many people have become the souls of your crotch, and I, the white gentleman, seek justice for them today!"

The sword is full of energy, and the three-foot sword in his life is only for today's enemy, and Bailing Sword Jun has no regrets about a sword.

"Young shopkeeper, you are not in line with the rules, the big shopkeeper will not agree, will not agree!"

Feng Ma'an roared and roared as hard as he could, crawling in the direction of the inn with all his strength, dragging a long trail of blood on the ground.

Finally, he slapped the steps of the inn with his only remaining hand, and at this moment, Feng Ma smiled peacefully, the smile of the rest of his life.

The momentum of the white gentleman behind him was slightly stagnant, but at this moment he saw a person in the crowd.

That young man, the young shopkeeper of the Jianghu Inn, but when he was tied up, his face was calm and unsuitable for his age, and he was quietly watching everything that happened at the moment, he didn't even know who the young shopkeeper's name was, but it gave him confidence.

Because he smiled at him and nodded at him.

Without any other concerns, the white gentleman slashed down with a sword, the red and white streams to the ground, Feng Ma'an's Heavenly Spirit Cover was neatly cut off, and he kept muttering a sentence in his mouth until he died.

"I'm on inn turf."

The people around them pointed and watched with interest everything that happened at this moment, which would become a topic of conversation at their wine table for the next half of the decade.

The white gentleman's long sword was not put into the scabbard, and he looked at the corpse in front of him gloomily, as if he had let go of all his obsessions, and there was nothing worth working for.

He has been practicing swords for more than ten years, at first he yearned for the legendary immortals, and then he was just for his wife and children, and the last sword was for his heart.

For the sake of the road to the public.

"Uncle Liu, go to find Lord Liu, let them know that the flower thief who has been rewarded for many years has been ambushed, and bring a few people to the inn to collect the corpse, and the credit this time is on the head of the black and white doorman."

In the inn, the young shopkeeper walked out of it, arranged everything, and walked out of a fifty-year-old man from behind him, walking towards the yamen of the county magistrate in the city with a steady pace that did not suit his age.

"These fellows of mine are all guilty of guilt, and you won't have a problem with counting on these bounties to offset their merits."

The white gentleman smiled helplessly and shook his head, how could he care, and how could he not know?

"One thing is one yard, Feng Ma'an put his left hand on the steps, it stands to reason that he is already in the inn territory, you are a smart person, then leave one of your arms, I will give the inn an explanation."

In the inn behind him, countless pairs of eyes watched, silently watching.

The white gentleman nodded, without saying a word, and then a sword light flashed away, and the white gentleman's right hand was cut off.

It was his right hand with his sword, and he never frowned the whole time.

After a cup of tea, the pale white gentleman thanked the young shopkeeper with his only remaining arm.

"Thank you for the success of the shopkeeper, Bai has no regrets in this life."

After that, he turned around and left, and the sword he got along with day and night was also thrown in place by him, and he didn't know where he should go next, maybe someone would find his body under a certain tree tomorrow, and all the knights present felt sorry for him.

Seeing his appearance, the young man sighed and said:

"There is a lack of enlightenment in the Qingru Academy in the city, you were born in a scholarly family, it must not be difficult to teach children enlightenment, my father is still a little thin in Mr. Zhou."

Hearing this, the white gentleman Huo Ran turned his head and stared at the young shopkeeper with burning eyes.

"But Mr. Zhou, Fangru, Zhou?"

"Is that sour man so famous? Don't mention more, let me ask you if you want to stay? ”

The white gentleman looked at the young man in front of him and nodded solemnly.

Frightened, the courtyard is deep, the spring thunder is moving, and the branches of the peach tree are a little red.