When Su Shaoying came to the south gate, the time had already come to the next day.

He bought three steamed buns at the bun shop at the city gate, and went to the porridge shop next door to ask for a bowl of porridge, and then he saw a group of knights riding horses passing through the south gate and heading west.

Soon after, he saw a dozen or so people come back drunk.

A bald old man, with a miserable yellow face and a coarse cloth coat, looked like an old man who had come from the countryside to the city to gather in the city.

Behind the old man, there was an old man with a dry tobacco stick on his belt, and a poor Xiucai who was wearing a blue shirt and was almost white.

Around the three of them were seven small people who looked like market vendors, and among them there was even a beggar with no back pockets.

They were drunk on their faces, obviously not waking up from a hangover, but they all had happy smiles on their faces, and one by one they burped and shouted trumpets, and walked into the city with their shoulders hooked.

"I'm hungry!"

"I'm hungry too, I drank just yesterday, and now my stomach is still empty."

"Then what else are you talking about, hurry up and find a place to eat!"

"Boss, bring me ten big buns for one person, and a bowl of hot porridge for one person!"

Ten people cheered at the owner of the bun shop, and then poured into the porridge shop and sat around the two tables.

Su Shaoying glanced at them and admired them in her heart.

In the original book, Huo Tianqing originally made an appointment to duel with Lu Xiaofeng, but Shanxi Yan in Huo Tianqing's division, Mr. Fan Da and Mr. Jian Er, Shuangxiu in Jinbei, and the Seven Heroes of the Market knew that Huo Tianqing was not an opponent, so they came to stop him.

These people used their lives to prevent Lu Xiaofeng from going to the appointment, but Lu Xiaofeng felt that they were angry, so he agreed not to go to the appointment.

Then Huo Tianqing also sent a post in time to cancel the appointment and send the Jewel Pavilion to Shangguan Danfeng, so Lu Xiaofeng's heart suddenly became hot, and he went to Zhao Haozi's dog meat shop in the suburbs with these people to drink, and he didn't get drunk and didn't return.

Of course, what Su Shaoying admired was not that they decided to commit suicide to prevent Lu Xiaofeng from going to the appointment, what he admired was that they drank wine all night on an empty stomach.

Because Sikong picked up the stars and became Zhao Haozi, but he didn't know how to cook dog meat, so he used the excuse that dog meat was sold out.

"No wonder the face is miserable, drinking like this, it would be hellish if the liver could withstand it, not everyone is Li Xunhuan." Su Shaoying shook her head and thought in her heart.

But seeing Su Shaoying shaking his head, a green cloth towel wrapped around his head, and the fragrance of buns on his body, it seemed that he was also a peddler selling steamed buns, but he sneered and said loudly, "People say that every righteous slaughter of dogs, the most negative is a scholar, but I didn't expect this crooked wind to blow into the martial arts." ”

Another man, who looked like a vegetable seller with a vegetable leaf on his head, asked, "What do you say?" ”

The bun vendor said with a smile, "Born in a famous family, a guest in a foreign country, and the elders are in a disaster, but they are timid and regret their lives, isn't this a typical negative man?" ”

Su Shaoying raised her eyebrows, but she didn't expect this group of people to burn the fire on herself.

In addition, I have to say that in this martial arts world, the news is transmitted really fast, Lu Xiaofeng has no doubt at all how this group of people knew that he and Huo Tianqing made an appointment, but it is difficult for him to think that this group of people is so aware of everything that happened in the Water Pavilion yesterday.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou are not talkative people, not to mention that this matter also involves Huo Tianqing.

If Lu Xiaofeng hadn't gone to them again at the end, and Huo Tianqing had appeared in time to prevent the suicide of the bun vendor, he would have wondered if this group of people had participated in Huo Tianqing's conspiracy.

Now it seems that they don't, because they are indeed as they said, black and white, they don't know the severity, and they are stupid enough that even Huo Tianqing can't look down on them.

Thinking of this, Su Shaoying smiled.

He frowned, raised his hand and fanned the tip of his nose, made a slightly disgusting look, and then moved his position a little, and said lightly, "Under the pretext of righteousness, it seems that he will not hesitate to use the kindness of others to achieve his shameless purpose, which is worthy of being a little clever mixed in the market. ”

Shanxi Yan suddenly changed color, Northwest Shuangxiu Huo Ran turned around, and the Seven Heroes of the market directly took the case.

"What did you say?"

"Fuck your stinking shit!"

"Su Shaoying, others are afraid of your Emei faction, but our Heavenly Fowl Sect is not afraid of you!"

Su Shaoying turned around and said with a surprised face, "I'm talking about a pottery seller who just dropped something, but threatened a passing scholar with suicide, what are you angry about, do you know that vendor?" ”

The bun vendor's face twitched, and he raised half of his fist and froze in the air, not knowing for a moment whether what Su Shaoying said was true or not.

"Bang!"

He was knocked on the cigarette stick by Mr. Fan Da on the head, "You are stupid, of course what he said is false!" ”

So the bun vendor was even more angry, and as soon as his body was long, he came to Su Shaoying, holding his right shoulder with one hand and clasping his waist with the other.

However, before he could get close to Su Shaoying, he felt a sharp sword aura approaching his eyebrows.

In the eyes of others, what they saw was that Su Shaoying raised his chopsticks and pointed at the bun vendor, and then the bun vendor suddenly changed his tricks and flipped out in the air.

It's just the Seven Heroes of the Market, but Shanxi Yan and Jinbei Shuangxiu are masters, how can they not see that Su Shaoying's swordsmanship has reached an extremely high realm of otherworldliness.

The three of them were shocked, and Huo Ran got up.

Su Shaoying put away his chopsticks and sandwiched another bun, can he not dirty his hands, he has always disliked to get his hands dirty, "The Emei faction and the Heavenly Fowl Sect have not been entangled for decades, and a few of them have prickly words, do they want to make a feud?" ”

Shanxi Yan arched his hand, "Bao Crow is straightforward and fast-talking, and please ask Su Erxia Haihan." ”

Su Shaoying nodded, "I'm straightforward, which means that it's good, but I didn't pay attention to the ways and means." ”

The bun vendor turned over and scolded, "You didn't dare to come out when you faced the snow blowing at the West Gate, but you played a majestic game against us, do you think Lao Tzu is afraid of you?" ”

Su Shaoying smiled, "You are not afraid of death, I believe this." ”

The bun vendor is a little stupid, but he is really not afraid of death, and the three suicides in the original book are not fake.

"But you're stupid, and it's true." Su Shaoying said.

"Where am I stupid?" The bun vendor said angrily.

"If you weren't stupid, you shouldn't have made sarcastic remarks in front of me, and even brought my sect, it doesn't matter if you die yourself, can you afford the responsibility of the war between the Emei faction and the Heavenly Fowl Sect?" Su Shaoying said with a smile.

The bun vendor was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak, when he saw five people walking into the bun shop together.

A tall, dignified old man in Taoist attire with a broadsword at his waist but a beard with black hair was followed by four beautiful women dressed in purple.

Su Shaoying got up and said with a smile, "Master, four junior sisters, good morning!" ”

(End of chapter)