Chapter 1: Tea Shops Outside the City

In the tenth year of Yuanfeng, in the spring, there was a small town more than 100 miles outside the imperial capital, and there was a teahouse at the intersection of the town. There is a thousand-year-old locust tree in front of the teahouse, a few small tables and several benches under the tree, and passers-by love to rest here for a while, drink a pot of herbal tea, and listen to a story of a storyteller.

On this day, the small shop was extremely lively, and there were many more guest officers than in the past. It was in the afternoon that the storyteller began his story again: "The master is on top, gossiping about life." The Ten Realms God King Palace, the Quartet Qingzun Building, the Void God Six Dao People, the Eight Directions Wind and Rain Pavilion, and the Three Sects of Thunder and Lightning. North Qiuchen, South Xianglin, Three Emperors and Five Emperors Zodiac. ”

The paper fan is folded, and it is eye-catching. With a "snap", the storyteller turned around and said, "Today, I'll tell you about the big war of the demon invasion. Anyway, in this place of Mavu......"

Mr. Storyteller was talking about the decisive battle of Ma Wu, and the atmosphere of the scene was extremely high, and some people asked curiously: "Speaking of which, General Shen was brave and invincible at the beginning, why didn't he kill the Demon Lord?"

Mr. Storyteller once again slapped his eye-catching, and said: "Who is the Demon Lord, that is the king of the Demon Clan for thousands of years, and it can be said that he is the most powerful and powerful person in the world, although our General Shen is born with divine power and cultivates to the sky, but how young the General was back then, that good means are naturally not as many as the Demon Lord's life-saving treasures." ”

The storyteller looked around, then straightened his back with a smile, opened the folding fan with a "click", and slowly shook it twice, and then said: "Today, the little old man is telling you about the scene when the demon lord fled, how about it?"

The crowd said in unison, "Yes"

"It is said that General Shen's swordsmanship is invincible in the world, and the Demon Lord has no choice but to retreat, and he has no power to fight back,..........."

The storyteller spoke vividly, as if he had been there in person, and even how embarrassed the Demon Lord was, and where the dust on his body was, he knew very well. Every time the highlights are mentioned, the people sitting around will cheer in unison, and the scene is all lively.

Just as everyone was listening energetically, there was a sound of horses' hooves. Everyone heard that this formation was not small, maybe some big man had returned to the imperial capital. When they looked back, they saw that the horse in front of them was all snow-white, with Mahler's stirrups made of rotten silver, and on the saddle was a young man in brocade, about fifteen or sixteen years of age, with a falcon perched on his left shoulder, a sword hanging from his waist, and a fine bow on his back, galloping galloping. Behind him were eight horsemen, and the riders were dressed in green cloth.

When they were about to pass by the teahouse, one of the attendants said, "Young master, how about we go and drink a pot, anyway, we didn't hunt any big guys today, so we will eat a pot of hares and pheasants first, and how about coming out tomorrow?"

The young man in white smiled and said: "Uncle Shi, you and I came out to hunt, obviously you want to drink, hahaha, I'm afraid I don't invite you to drink a pot, you won't come out with me tomorrow." As soon as he reined in his horse, he jumped off the horse and walked slowly towards the tea shop.

If it was usual, the old man who was the owner of the teahouse had already come out to take the reins, but there were too many guests today, and there were too many people surrounded by the big kui tree, and the inside of the tea shop could not see the situation outside.

The young man in white and the others had already walked to the door of the tea shop, and the old man came out before he saw him. Uncle Shi roared: "What an old man, why haven't you come out to lead the horse?"

It was only at this time that an old man with a sixtieth armor was squeezed out of the tea shop, and after the old man saw the person who was coming, he hurriedly bent down to apologize, and hurriedly snatched the reins of the horse in the hands of the young man in white.

The young man in white saw the sweat on his head and looked at the so many people around the door, and understood: "Old man, business has been doing very well recently!"

When the old man heard this, he said with a smile: "Where is it, it's all the blessing of dragging the son, and I'm here to drink today?"

Uncle Shi snatched back the reins of the horse and said, "If you don't drink, you still drink tea!"

The little old man bent down and smirked, saying "yes" Uncle Shi smiled slightly, gently tapped the little old man's back with the horsewhip in his hand, and said, "Then don't you prepare wine quickly?"

The little old man straightened up and smiled.

Uncle Shi was stunned when he saw him, his eyes were stunned, and he glared at the little old man.

The old man hurriedly shouted: "Broken girl, don't come down quickly to help, hurry up and get wine for Young Master Wang." After speaking, he smiled and said, "Young Master Wang, please." ”

The old man's shout was heard by all the passers-by under the locust tree outside the door. Knowing that there is still wine in this tea shop, how can it be done, you must drink a pot before entering the imperial capital, and then another cadre of people squeezed into the tea shop. The young men in white stood on the periphery, and when they saw a group of five big and three thick men squeezing into the tea shop, they didn't hurry in, so as not to get stained with sweat.

The old man hurried over to greet them, arranging seats and food for them to eat. At this time, the old man was already very busy.

Uncle Shi came back with a few people tied up their horses, and when he saw that the old man was greeting the other guests vigorously, he was very angry and was about to scold, but he saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl walking out from the side, holding a pot of good wine in her hand.

The girl is not glamorous and moving, but she is also a rare beauty, very attractive, especially the pink of the cheeks, and the big watery eyes, which make people look pity.

The girl walked up to the young man in white, squatted sideways, bowed, and said, "Young Master Wang, there are many people inside, so it's better to sit outside here, and the little sister can take care of the uncles' food." The girl lowered her head, hugged the flask with a flushed face, and did not dare to look at the young man in white, as if her courage had been exhausted after saying these words.

The young man in white looked at the red powder, and he didn't know where the wandering spirit was, and looked at the girl and replied shyly, it was really beautiful!

It wasn't until the girl went in that the young man in white came to his senses. But he saw a group of uncles and uncles teasing him, "What's the matter, boy, can't it be the granddaughter of this old man? ”

"Uncle Li, what are you talking about!" The young man hurriedly explained: "I have seen this girl, I used to come to this tea shop to rest, but I haven't seen her for a while, and I don't know each other." ”

"After all, the eighteenth year of the female college has changed, and this girl must have been locked up in the boudoir for a few years. Uncle Shi smiled.

"Don't talk about this, don't talk about this, Uncle Shi's little nephew couldn't hunt the big guy today, and he is a little unwilling!" The young man in white shook his head and sighed.

Uncle Shi rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "What's this, tomorrow Uncle Shi will accompany you to the depths of the Qinling Mountains, and you will definitely be able to hunt jackals, tigers and leopards." ”

"Little nephew, don't listen to your Uncle Shi, he may be yelling to come back halfway through the drunkenness, not happy at all, it is better to call your other uncles, let's go to Xiling to hunt some monsters." ”

A group of people were talking and laughing about today's hunting and harvest, but at this time, there was a chaotic sound from the tea shop. A man in the tea shop shouted: "You stinky girl, Lao Tzu asked you to pour a few bowls of wine for my brother, what are you doing!

It turned out to be the granddaughter of the old man, who was being pulled by a table of hooligans, who had to pour her wine, and shouted words like little white face in her mouth. A bunch of filthy words blurted out like this, which frightened the girl's legs weak, her face pale, and tears rolled in her big watery eyes, and the young man in white was even more stingy when she saw it.

Let's not say that bullying a weak woman from a good family is a disgraceful thing, just because this group of rough men said that he was a little white face and a girl, he couldn't bear it.

With a "snap", the young man in white slapped the table in front of him, stood up, and roared angrily: "Dog thief, let go of your dirty hands." ”

The rough man looked back, and then laughed contemptuously, "Yo, where did I come from, but I didn't expect it to be you, a little white face, a fake sissy! Immediately, the man at the table also laughed, and someone said: "Boy, you don't look at how many pounds and taels you have, and you still want to be a hero to save the United States." ”

"I see! Most of these little ones are also women, so fair-skinned and handsome. ”

Before the words of persuasion could be uttered, the young man was strong in blood and humiliation, and he could control the rest, drew his sword and rushed forward, shouting, "Thief, suffer death."

This sword is powerful and slightly powerful, but in the eyes of the thief, it is just a showcase, and he doesn't care. There is still some distance between the outside of the store and the inside of the store. He didn't panic, and even took a leisurely sip of wine before pulling out a hammer behind him and swinging it casually. "Bang dang" immediately dissolved the sword of the young man in white.

Someone sneered: "Brother Zhang, start lightly, this little girl can't stand your hammer!"

The man with the hammer didn't say much, and swung the hammer over. The young man in white managed to dodge, but he didn't expect another kick. didn't have time to react, it hit the belly firmly, flew out sideways and smashed a table.

The man who shot was named Zhang Kunshan, a horse thief in Mobei. Seeing that the young man was spitting a pool of blood from his mouth, and he had no power to fight back, he withdrew his hand.

Seeing this, several of the young man's entourage in white were still calm, and they rushed to the store with their weapons.

Among them, Uncle Shi rushed the fastest, and he had some means. As soon as he came up, without saying a word, he slapped Zhang Kunshan in the face. The palm technique is pure, the speed is extremely fast, Zhang Kunshan can turn around, and his face is crisp.

The sharp pain on his face made the bones of his entire face feel like they were shattered, and then a numb feeling followed.

Uncle Shi was followed by Uncle Li, who stabbed the man with the scimitar in his hand with a sword. The sword light is together, and the tip of the sword has stopped. This sword came quickly and fiercely, but the man with the scimitar did not panic at all, and only blocked this sword in an instant. Everyone saw that the two weapons collided, and after the clang, the two had already finished a move.

Uncle Li was surprised, he didn't expect this person to be so strong. But after all, he was an old man who had experienced a hundred battles, so he didn't hesitate, and immediately urged the exercises, and the spiritual power came out along the sword body, and the force on the tip of the sword was a hundred times greater, and in an instant, it was another sword slash.

The man with the scimitar was named Wei Hai, a Jiangyang thief. In the face of this powerful sword, Wei Hai was motionless, still blocking in front of him with a horizontal sword, as if everything was expected by him.

Between the collisions, sparks flashed, and a sharp "stab" sound sounded. Both stood in place with their weapons in hand, unmoved.

Zhang Kunshan, who had suffered a slap, immediately reacted and roared: "I'm going to tear you bastard!" Uncle Shi was secretly surprised. I thought to myself, "I've already reached the Stygian Sea. This person is on par with me, can this rough man also have such cultivation?"

In the gap between the battles, Uncle Shi shouted, "Who are you?"

Wei Hai smiled contemptuously, "You don't care who we are, why do you want to beg for mercy?" ”

Uncle Shi is a temperant, how can he endure such ridicule. He opened his mouth and roared: "You are waiting for the younger generation, Hugh is afraid of words in front of grandpa." He roared angrily, but the moves in his hands were not slackened at all, after all, Zhang Kunshan gave him a lot of pressure.

On the contrary, Uncle Li was very calm. Since the two had been fighting for several rounds, the man's speed had not decreased, but he had slashed faster than the other. And the move is deadly, extremely vicious, and if you are not careful, you will die here. So Uncle Li had to calm down.

He knew that he had paid full attention to this quick knife, but whether this person was not. The situation is not optimistic, and Uncle Li is secretly anxious.