The matter of Huailiu Village has come to an end for Wei Zigeng and others, but for the dictatorship of Lingfeng Mansion in Jiangnan Province, it has just begun.

Back then, because of compassion, he let go of the remnants of the Rakshasa clan who escaped from the capital of Xudu, and now that this scene has been created, his relationship is inseparable.

And at this moment, the lord of the Lingfeng Mansion in the capital, Kou Shuangtian, has already come to Xingshi to ask for the guilt.

As he spoke, Kou Shuangtian stretched out a finger to hook Dugu's chin, slowly running down his chest and on his upper body, and the other hand stretched out to more than a dozen children not far away.

Regarding these very provocative and threatening words, Dugu was calm and calm, and said with the same smile:

"Who else in the world dares to say that you are not beautiful? You've asked me how many years I've been, and I'm not one of them. “

Kou Shuangtian smiled contentedly when she heard this not too good answer, and she leaned back and forth with a smile, and after a while, she said:

"Okay, okay, you're still the same as before, so I'm relieved, although I don't know why you broke the rules to protect these disasters, but this time you will be presumptuous, if it happens again......"

After a pause, Kou Shuangtian snorted coldly and said:

"Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister. You should have known this truth when you came to my Dali with the Dugu clan two hundred years ago to seek refuge. ”

After that, she turned her head and left, not looking at Dugu, the dictator behind her just looked at her silently.

Even behind her, even just looking at her, that's wonderful.

Sooner or later, what should be said, should be said.

It's just that this kind of thing, sooner rather than later.

After taking a few steps, Kou Shuangtian didn't look back, just stood and said:

"Even if anyone says I'm beautiful, but if I miss you, I'm not beautiful after all. Dugu Yinghan, after the affairs of Huailiu Village are dealt with, you can go to the Sword Valley of the Sword River, which has been in the limelight recently, not to mention living in a corner for two hundred years, how many people in the world still remember your sword? Just hearing that something terrible seems to have happened there, you should go and see it, anyway, you are just a name in the Lingfeng Mansion of Jiangnan Province, and you don't listen to the announcement. ”

With that, Kou Shuangtian turned into a white rainbow and disappeared in place.

"Dugu Yinghan?"

Duduan looked at the direction where Kou Shuangtian disappeared in a daze, and after he disappeared completely, he slowly looked at the old ancestor Dugu, this was the first time he had heard the full name of the old ancestor.

Genealogical records record that two hundred years ago, their Dushi migrated from Xianbei, and after settling in Jiuzhou, Dugu changed his surname to Du, but the reason is not recorded.

"I can only blame too many people who admire me, but I can't love you alone."

Dugu looked at the sky, sighed, and then said to Dudu:

"Since Lingfeng Mansion doesn't pursue or even cares about this matter, then it doesn't have to be too good to bring these dozen or so children back to Yuxia Prefecture to settle down, as long as they don't starve to death at an age when they are not yet able to be self-reliant."

Hearing the words of his ancestor, the big stone in his heart finally fell, although he was a little puzzled, but it was not easy to let these children survive.

After saluting, he left Huailiu Village with more than a dozen children.

Dugu continued to dig the pit, burying the stumps and broken arms in the village one by one, and muttered to himself:

"If you want to thank you, thank you for the three bars."

Jiangnan Road, Yuzhou City, Jianghu Inn.

It is said that the man who fled to the capital of the state of Great Rico was already full of blood at this moment, and just as he struggled to get up, he was hit by the young man's knee, and his ribs were broken several times, but his mouth was still shouting in horror:

"Why don't you report your name, so that I can know whose hands it is!"

But I saw the young man with the sword taking advantage of the moonlight and walking towards him with a smile:

"My surname is Wei, a person from Yuzhou, who do you think I will be?!"

"Smack!"

With a shocking sound, the minds of countless people in the inn were brought back to reality from the battle in Yuezhou City.

There was a stirring sound of the lute, and the storyteller took a sip of wine and continued:

"The person who came is the young shopkeeper of my Jianghu Inn, Wei Zigeng!"

"Good!"

There was a round of applause and applause in the lobby of the inn.

Nearly a year after the young shopkeeper Wei Zigeng left Yuzhou, although there will be a few words about him flowing into Yuzhou, there have never been rumors about him fighting with people in the rivers and lakes.

In the crowd, a big man with a knotted muscle laughed and said:

"I have long said that the shopkeeper has clear grievances, and there will be no shortage of friends in the rivers and lakes! This young man named Xu Yue is definitely not a thing in the pool! ”

Jianye City, Wei Zigeng promised him three years to accumulate family business for his young son, and this year's Lidong is also the time for him to surrender.

"Liu Yanhua, do you know the boy who became famous in the rivers and lakes some time ago? That Xu Yue, who claims to be an immortal flying knife? ”

Liu Yanhua's body was stunned, a little surprised.

"Is it him?!"

On the side of the hall, Taishan Guan Qi Xiao and the ghost Xiaoer Zhuo Xuan were smiling at the moment, quietly listening to the storyteller talking about Wei Zigeng's interesting stories about the rivers and lakes.

"Miss Qi, how many talismans have you handed over to the shopkeeper?"

Ghost Xiaoer Zhuo Xuan squinted his eyes and held a wooden tray in his hand.

"After all, Fu Zheng is just a small way, although it can communicate heaven and earth through rune paper instead of heaven and man, but it can only be an auxiliary, but you are Xiao Er, I didn't expect you to be Zhuo Xuan, a god thief who has been silent for a long time. I've been in this inn for more than two years, and you secretly told me that there is still that famous place to hide here? ”

Qi Xiao, who used to be a Taishan Guan Fu and a qi practitioner of sword double cultivation, has shouldered the responsibility of Taishan Guan since he was a child, and after claiming from Taishan Guan that she had died in the battle of Yuzhou City two years ago, it seems that all the burdens have been put down, and there are many more sincere smiles on her face.

Xiao Er squinted, frowned, with a reluctant smile on his face, and his hand secretly pointed at Old Man Liu who was settling accounts at the counter.

"Liu Shuqing, the god operator of Bowang County, the think tank star of the previous generation of rivers and lakes, take a look at the two of them."

Before Qi Xiao could react from the shock, Zhuo Xuan pointed to the fat and thin doorman outside the door.

"The housekeeper brother of Pingling Prefecture is rumored to be the gatekeeper of Xishantang's generation, and now he guards the Jianghu Inn, which can be regarded as a return to his old business."

Liu Shuqing, the god operator, has long been an old thing in the rivers and lakes, but in Xishan Hall, Qi Xiao has heard of it, it is rumored that they are a group of people in the Demon Sect, who killed countless people in the rivers and lakes in their early years, which can be said to be punished by everyone but afraid to avoid it, and when a hall master succeeds to the throne, he will select two of the most outstanding disciples as the hall master gatekeeper, which is no different from protecting the law.

Although Xishantang has been destroyed, what he did has become a nightmare in the rivers and lakes for many years.

Qi Xiao looked at a few people, and finally landed on Wei Xian on the second floor, and said secretly in his heart:

"What kind of man are you to make these people happy and convinced of you?"

On the second floor, Wei Xian, Zhou Fangru and Yan Xin, who was covered with frost and snow, stood side by side, and the three of them were all smiling.

"Did the scholar named Ji Hanlin check his details? Does it really have nothing to do with King Yan? ”

Wei Xian glanced at Yan Xin's white hair and said:

"I've checked it, it's just an ordinary person, and the relationship between the eight poles can't be beaten, but I feel a little different in him, and I feel a familiar feeling."

After thinking for a while, Yan Xin said to Wei Xian:

"Is it Master Wensheng?"

Wei Xian said "um", and then nodded.

On the same day, Ji Hanlin came to the Jianghu Inn with his booklet to visit, and at first he only thought that he was a down-and-out student who was on a study tour, and he was just about to give some money to send things away. But Wei Xian could see at a glance that the scholar was surrounded by purple qi, which was faintly in line with the Great Dao.

When Ji Hanlin handed over his booklet to Wei Xian, the big shopkeeper woke up from a moment of surprise. After that, Wei Xian decided to transcribe the story and give it to the storyteller.

"What about the readers? You didn't stay at the inn for a few more days? ”

Zhou Fangru, who had never spoken, said at this moment:

"He heard that Zigeng had sent Junhu outside the city to practice swordsmanship before, and he had already moved in to live, so he couldn't keep it."

Outside the city, on the shore of Junhu Lake, under the old willow tree.

Next to the two tombs, Ji Hanlin, a scholar wearing a Confucian shirt and a slightly chubby figure, was sitting under a tree at the moment.

In the cool autumn, the branches and leaves of the willow trees have already fallen, and the scholar has a parchment book in front of him, and he keeps writing in his hand, sometimes as if he thinks of something wonderful, and the smile on his face is even worse.

The breeze blew through Qingbei Mountain, blowing through the scholar's sideburns, a sparrow and birds swirled around him and flew, when he put down the pen, the willow branches of the old willow tree began to bud, and the withered yellow grass silently regained its vitality.

One by one, the birds landed on his shoulders, chirping, sometimes pecking lightly at his shoulders with their beaks.

Ji Hanlin came back to his senses, looked at the bird on his shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Do you like to watch it too? Do you know who they are? I tell you, they come from the rivers and lakes. ”

Located at the junction of Gangnam Province and Jiannan Road, a lonely city stands here.

Different from the wealth of other places in the south of the Yangtze River, this place does not have a unique geographical environment, yellow sand is everywhere, and a gust of wind will make the pedestrians on the street eat a mouthful of ash.

Although it is not rich, it is the boundary of Jiangnan after all, so it is only compared to the Jiangnan region, so compared with Lingnan Road, Longxi Road and other places, this city can reach a state.

Wei Zigeng and the others were not too eager to rush along the way, brushing the horse's nose for thirty miles, resting for two hundred miles, and just like that, it was nearly a month, and then they saw and felt this junction place, Kuizhou City.

"Kuizhou, the west of the south of the Yangtze River, people and dragons are mixed, because it is located at the junction of the two states, so Jiangnan Province has few jurisdictions, in which the forces are crisscrossed, flying sand and stones, geese pass without staying."

Xu Yue sat on horseback, holding a book of Kyushu geography, recording all the customs and topography of Dali, after the annotation of the second lady of the Cheng family in Pinghu Villa, even Xu Yue can understand it.