Sure enough, as soon as Confucianism's words fell, Yang Hao lifted his spear and stabbed Zhang Wenting with a shot.

"Yang Hao, you're fucking crazy!" Zhang Wenting scolded when he saw this, but he was not idle in his hand, and a big knife appeared in his hand, blocking Yang Hao's spear.

Yang Hao was also a little helpless at this time, no matter what the person who transmitted the sound was, but since he knew that the gray crow in front of him was a treasure, it naturally couldn't fall into the hands of Zhang Wenting, this kind of treasure, how could it not be monopolized!

When the crow saw that the two were really fighting, he croaked happily on the side, not knowing that he had been remembered.

Liu Xunxiang sensed that something was wrong, and said to the gray crow: "Quickly run away, return to Baifu, you are being targeted." ”

The crow immediately understood, and then his eyes flickered, and he began to look for an opportunity and prepare to flee.

At this time, Yang Hao, who was fighting fiercely with Zhang Wenting, heard another voice in his ear: "You kid is not stupid, this bird is ready to run away, you still have a fart with him." ”

Yang Hao was very annoyed when he heard this, but he was also worried that the gray crow had really run away, so he shook Zhang Wenting with a strong force, and stabbed at the gray crow reflexively, the gray crow was also very shrewd, and when Liu Xunxiang told it that it was being targeted, he always paid attention to the movements of the two people, so the moment Yang Hao suddenly attacked, it fluttered its wings and shot into the air.

"Want to run?" three voices rang out at the same time.

As he spoke, the two figures also rushed into the air one after the other, and then, two milky white light clusters also caught up with the gray crow like arrows from the string.

But it was Yang Hao who supported the ground with the tip of his gun, and used his strength to chase the gray crow in the air, Zhang Wenting carried the big knife and chased Yang Hao with the soles of his feet.

And the last voice was the Confucian student.

Confucius saw the gray crow flying into the air, and with a flick of his fingers without a trace, a small milky white light shot out of his hand, wanting to stop the gray crow.

And the last light cluster was Liu Xunxiang, after seeing Confucius's movements, he immediately chased after it to intercept Confucius's light group.

The gray crow felt the crisis behind him, and his whole body instantly exploded, who did he provoke, didn't he just want to ask who remembered him, why did he provoke so many people to hunt down and kill him.

Yang Hao was about to catch up with the gray crow, and suddenly a strong force passed up from his right foot, and then, this strong force suddenly dragged him down, making Yang Hao's body lose balance in the air.

"You want to run away if you can't fucking beat you?" Immediately after, Zhang Wenting's cruel laughter sounded in Yang Hao's ears.

Yang Hao was angry with the seven orifices of smoke, if he hadn't caught it, he would have been able to catch this gray crow, and when the time came, he would have sacrificed it to the top, and he was still worried about getting promoted and making a fortune, all of which were blamed for this foolish man who had not achieved enough things and had more than enough failures!

At the same time, when the first light cluster was about to hit the gray crow that flew away, the second light group hit the tip of the gray crow's wings first, and the light group brushed its feathers, so frightened that the gray crow hurriedly turned over in the air, just such a breathless action, but let the first light group cross in front of the gray crow and shoot into the air.

One hit missed.

It turned out that this Confucian light group was going straight to the forward route where the gray crow escaped, and at the speed of the gray crow, if there was no interference from Liu Xunxiang, the gray crow would just hit the Confucian light group.

It was precisely because Liu Xunxiang understood this that his light group followed the light group of Confucian scholars, and he was a little further behind on the route chosen by Confucian students.

The gray crow that turned over in the air and escaped the catastrophe did not pause for a moment, but accelerated and rushed in the direction where the white mansion was, and disappeared from everyone's eyes in a flash.

Confucian Sheng was a little surprised, and then turned his head to look at Liu Xunxiang, who was a few steps behind him, and saw that Liu Xunxiang was also looking at him, so he arched his hand at him and said with a smile: "Brother Tai has good skills, and there will be a period later." ”

Liu Xunxiang didn't speak, and gave Confucius a salute back, and Confucius smiled suddenly, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

After seeing the Confucian left, Liu Xunxiang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this Confucian was so terrifying, he could actually calculate the escape path and speed of the gray crow, if he didn't draw a scoop according to the gourd, he preemptively blocked it, this blow could steadily intercept the gray crow and hit the ground.

Looking at Yang Hao and Zhang Wenting, who were playing real fire in the field, Liu Xunxiang also silently withdrew from the crowd.

Out of the crowd, Liu Xunxiang straightened her clothes, and continued to shop as if nothing had happened, this time there was no crow, and her ears were a lot cleaner.

This Wanxiongguan is worthy of being a big city comparable to the imperial capital of the Qin State, walking on this street, there are tea shops everywhere, but where there is some vacant land, it is occupied by some traders, and the original spacious street is also squeezed by people coming and going.

There are those who carry burdens to hurry, there are those who drive ox carts and carriages to deliver goods, and there are those who pull donkeys and carry bags, the light of the sun star shines down, and the red bricks and green tiles on both sides or the colorful pavilion cornices are even more dazzling, this Qin State is really worthy of the honor of one of the four supreme countries.

Because there are a lot of things on the street, and they are all gadgets unique to the Qin Kingdom, it is very fresh for Liu Xunxiang, who has never been out of the town.

Unconsciously, it was already in the afternoon, Liu Xunxiang was also a little tired, and was thinking about finding a restaurant or money village, and asked them to send someone to send him back to Baifu, but he saw a teahouse called 'Liyuan Hall', and after a little thought, Liu Xunxiang raised his feet and walked in.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that in addition to a few tables of people in this teahouse, the others were empty tables and no one was seated, which made Liu Xunxiang a little inexplicable, after all, this Wanxiong Pass was overcrowded, and the seat of this teahouse was also in the prosperous territory of this pass, and it was really a bit embarrassing to have such a bleak business.

At the front of the table, there was a very spacious wooden platform about half a person high, and there was nothing on the wooden table, so I don't know what it was used for.

When the young man dressed as a second boy saw Liu Xunxiang coming in, he immediately came up enthusiastically: "How many guest officers? ”

As he spoke, he led Liu Xunxiang to an empty table in a relatively good position, and after wiping the table a few times, he asked, "Wait a minute, the guest officer will serve you tea and snacks immediately." ”

Liu Xunxiang casually took out a piece of broken silver and put it on the table, Xiao Er's eyes lit up a little, and his smile became even more enthusiastic, and he said: "Guest officer, wait a minute, it'll be fine right away." ”

After Xiao Er left, Liu Xunxiang glanced at the guests sitting at several tables in the hall, and couldn't help but sigh a little, some were sitting, some were chatting, some were looking forward to the wooden platform in front of them, and some were sitting there drinking alone, but without exception, they were all old people with gray hair.

Liu Xunxiang smiled bitterly in her heart, it seems that she is not a place, after a while, the shopkeeper brought a large table of snacks and tea with a smile on his face, this snack is not much, but there are many tricks, each small dish is very exquisite, making people have a kind of appetite when they see it, but they are reluctant to eat it.

"Shopkeeper, I want to ask, what is the wooden platform in front of you for?" Liu Xunxiang asked the shopkeeper who was about to leave.

The shopkeeper smiled a little unnaturally: "It's the first time the guest officer has come, this wooden stage is a stage, and those who can stand on it are the most famous people in our Wanxiongguan." ”

"Oh, will everyone come today?" Liu Xunxiang looked at a few gray-haired old men around her, a little suspicious.

The shopkeeper himself also noticed that he was very embarrassed, so he rubbed his hands, blushed and said: "Yes, yes, everyone is already in the background, and they will appear soon. ”

Liu Xunxiang looked at the appearance of the shopkeeper, and was embarrassed to ask anything else, so she had to nod and ask him to step back.

"I didn't expect that this has always been known for its fierce folk customs, and there will be people in the Qin State who will learn such charms, no wonder there are no guests in this teahouse. Liu Xunxiang thought secretly in her heart.

What kind of place is this Wanxiongguan, the frontier fortress where the major armies of the Qin State are stationed, not to mention those Qinglou officials here, even if you get any iron and knife repair, it will earn more money than this babbling singing, no matter how poor you are teaching and literacy, you can also mix and eat well, it seems that the owner of this restaurant is also a strange person.

Fortunately, I didn't wait long, and I saw a beautiful woman with a little emerald on her head, her face like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the color like the flower of spring dawn, her temples like a knife, and her eyebrows like calligraphy and painting.

The old people in the audience all applauded, and Liu Xunxiang also applauded, even if the horn on this stage is not a famous character, it is worthy of everyone's name.

The beauty on the stage saluted everyone in the audience, and when she got up, she was stunned when she saw Liu Xunxiang sitting below, and then a smile flashed in her eyes, and she nodded at Liu Xunxiang, Liu Xunxiang also smiled and nodded in return, but she had some doubts in her heart, where did she seem to have seen this beauty's eyes.

didn't come to think about it urgently, and a clear voice resounded in the teahouse.

The winter snow is blowing on people's faces, and the wind is cold to the bone.

The world of the Eternal Holy Courtyard is dark, who dares to say, and the ethical code is often withered.

The past is haunting and difficult to dispel, and the deserted village is full of turbid wine to comfort the sorrows.

Looking at Qinguan, the road is far away, and the sound of the book is broken when he goes down the mountain alone, but the mountains and rivers are blocked but he has never returned.

What kind of ambition wants to fight the gods, but it is empty to seek peace of mind.

sighed that his life was bright but he suffered life and death, and asked the sky with grief and indignation.

Ask why can't the sky bring the water fairly? ask the sky when the wife and children will be reunited? ask the sky when there will be 10,000 people shouting.

Kill the cold heart of the world.

Say it again.

If you have not experienced my suffering, do not talk to me about righteousness!

This singing tone is quiet and tactful, if the intermittent singing words enter Liu Xunxiang's ears, there is an indescribable sadness, he muttered to himself: "What a sentence to punish the cold heart of the world, you have not experienced my suffering, don't talk to me about righteousness... It turned out that it was him who was singing. ”

At that time, in the tomb of Wang Panshan, the sloppy old man once told Liu Xunxiang about a person, a person who was spurned by the world and feared by the world.

Shaking his head and chuckling twice, Liu Xunxiang put down another ingot of silver on the table, and was about to get up to leave, but saw a scholar dressed in black walking up to him and said: "The things in this world, how can the four words of black and wrong be clear, and the way is clear, are you right?"