All of Xiaoli's strength was condensed in this knife.

How can these two people still have free time to blow out the candles?

But at this very moment when the two of them blew out the candles.

Xiaoli's shocking knife also disappeared without a trace with the extinguishing of the lantern.

"Wow ......"

Not only did the sword light go out along with the candles in the lantern.

Even the lantern made of white paper that the two of them were holding in their hands was shattered.

"What is this?"

One of the two asked, tilting his head to the person next to him.

"The funeral lamp went out and the lantern broke, which means that the man did not need to light the way. ”

Another said.

"You don't need to follow the way, why not? Don't all the dead have to go to that ferry?"

The man who had questioned him continued.

"If he doesn't want to die, he naturally doesn't want someone to show him the way. If you don't want to die, you will inevitably feel unlucky if you dangle in front of him with a white lantern. ”

Another said.

"If it were you, would you feel unlucky?"

The man then asked.

"What we do is the most unlucky thing...... Playing lanterns is nothing more than to accumulate yin virtue and ask for some blessings. At least I wouldn't be so particular about it. ”

Another said.

Xiao Li watched the two sing and harmonize like this, as if he regarded himself as nothing.

For a while, I couldn't help but feel more homely.

But with a lot of caution.

I feel that although the two have never met, they have not heard of it.

But it's a fierce rival in life!

The wind is blowing again.

Fang Cai's figure surged, making Xiaoli's temples have some messy hair.

At the moment, it was blown by the wind, and it was changed to the eyes.

But the sword light blooming in his eyes couldn't hide it.

Xiao Li arched his back slightly.

This is his preparation for himself to go under the knife again.

He pulled the hair in front of him behind his ears.

"Indeed, the parents of the body should not be messy. ”

The two said in unison.

But he recognized Xiaoli's approach.

"And the whole corpse can also be born when it is reincarnated. ”

One continued.

"What if it's incomplete?"

Another asked.

"If you hurt your ear, you will probably be a cage in the next life. If you hurt your face, you may be a pockmark in your next life. ”

One said.

"So if you hurt your hands and feet, you might be a cripple?"

Another asked.

"I don't know, because I haven't died yet. These are all heard. ”

One replied.

Xiao Li saw that the other party was chatting so easily and happily.

Although the heart is full of resentment.

But he also felt that it really gave him a good chance to break the enemy.

When a martial artist speaks, it is difficult to mobilize his strength physically and mentally.

As long as they continue to talk like this.

You will definitely find the best time to go with the knife.

When the time comes, not only will they become crippled in the next life, but they will also become deaf and pockmarked people.

At least that's what Xiaoli thought in his heart.

It can be seen that his heart is really a little narrow-minded......

Although the two sides are already mortal enemies.

But it shouldn't be such a cruel curse.

Even if the other party said it first.

But the two of them just chatted a few words based on Xiao Li's action of putting his hair behind his ears.

It's not deliberately targeted.

A person who does not respect his opponent will never be respected by his opponent.

Some people are not as good as others.

But he died with great dignity.

This kind of dignity is not given by oneself, but by one's opponents.

A person who can give dignity to his opponent must also be a dignified person.

I will never do what is not to be done.

At this moment, Xiao Li saw that the person carrying the lantern on his left had just opened his mouth.

It seems that he is going to speak again.

When a person is about to speak but has not yet spoken, it is the great opportunity that Xiaoli is waiting for!

In an extremely strange gesture, he twisted his body.

It was as if he was going to lie down with his back to the two of them.

It's just that one of his feet is against the back to support his body.

Hooked with your head back.

Now the two in Xiaoli's eyes are upside down.

The other foot, a little on tiptoe.

The whole body jumped out like this.

Hold the knife in both hands.

Slash from the bottom up.

The moment the knife is drawn.

He seemed to have seen the two of them have their entire heads cut off from their jaws by his own knife qi and collapsed in a pool of blood.

It's just that his knife has just been halfway slashed, but he can't move an inch anymore.

The moment he swung the knife was not the moment when his strength and momentum were at their peak.

But before you reach your peak, it feels really bad to be frustrated......

Especially when the other party still has only one person to shoot.

The thing that comes out of the hand is not the knife in the hand.

Rather, it was the stick that carried the lantern.

A wooden stick blocked Xiaoli's knife.

What kind of cultivation can this be?

But at this moment, Xiaoli couldn't care about emotion.

For he had seen the lower end of the hilt of the other man's sword.

There is only one reason to see the lower end of the opponent's hilt in this posture.

That's when the other party raised the knife.

Xiao Li wanted to draw a knife and change his moves.

But no matter how much he used his strength, the knife did not move.

It was as if it had become one with the stick.

In a hurry.

I had to twist my body again.

Discard the knife and retreat.

"Dangchang!"

Xiaoli's knife fell to the ground.

But his body had retreated to the position where he had been before the knife was drawn.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He had never encountered such a thrilling moment.

The knife is no longer in hand.

But he still had a soft sword at his waist.

It's just that this soft sword hasn't been drawn out for many years.

Always keep a back hand.

It's the same with people and things.

Xiaoli naturally understands this truth.

His left hand rests on his waist.

Prepare to draw this soft sword.

The sword is right-handed, but the sword is left-handed.

This is the only one, Xiaoli can also be called a sword master.

But the soft sword at his waist was his last reliance.

It will never be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

If you start with it, you can hold it generously in your hand, and anyone will be wary.

The purpose of the existence of this soft sword is to take it by surprise!

Originally, this soft sword could wrap around his entire waist, and there was still plenty of room for it.

Not anymore......

After so many years in the palace, he has gained a lot of weight.

There are also a few more layers of fat around the waist.

Although it is not fat.

But his body doesn't look as lean as he once was.

The other party looked at the knife that had fallen to the ground.

picked it up with a wooden stick, but it was returned to Xiaoli.

"It is also unlucky to kill a person who is not willing to be convinced. I'm afraid that you won't be reincarnated, but will pester me. ”

Said the man who returned the knife.

"They are all martial arts cultivators, why are you two so superstitious?"

Xiao Li didn't pick up the knife.

Because he felt that this move was too cheap.

But I can't put it down.

It doesn't seem to be thrilling enough just now......

If a person's life really hangs by a thread, where will he care about face?

It's better to die than to live.

Compared to life, it is indeed the least valuable thing.

"Shh......h Not superstition. You must know that there are gods in the head of the head! This is respect!"

The other party lowered his voice and said slowly.

A hint of disdain flashed across Xiaoli's face.

Such two people who are timid, even those who kill people and throw rat bogeys, don't know where they cultivated their martial arts.

However, although he didn't look down on these two people, he had to pay attention to their martial arts cultivation.

So he didn't say a word, his left hand still on his waist.

"Pick up the knife and draw the sword. With the sword in hand, the dead will be willing!"

The other party said suddenly.

Xiao Li was taken aback.

The matter of having a soft sword at his waist was known to no one except Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei.

Although he also made a few moves in his early years.

But everyone who saw him wield a soft sword had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

How did these two know?

This doubt made Xiao Li subconsciously look back at the sedan chair behind him......

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, was still sitting in a sedan chair.

But he leaned back.

If you are a normal person, you will be relaxed and excited after drinking tea.

But he was a little drowsy.

It seems that what happened outside the palanquin had nothing to do with him.

I don't even have an interest in watching a play.

He looked at the tea foam in the cup.

I'm wondering if I need to make another drink.

Generally, when drinking tea, it is the second brew.

Because the second brew of tea soup has the most positive taste and the brightest color.

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, understands this truth.

But after thinking about it, he gave up.

Because at this moment, the water in his double-layer copper gall bottle is only six or seven percent hot.

It can't make a good tea taste.

In the way of tea, water really comes first.

Not only should the water source be good, but the temperature should be more suitable.

It's like snow melt water is the first choice for winemaking.

The first choice for making tea is mountain springs.

Although the mountain springs are dry and cold, they are not even as sweet and delicious as some well waters.

But well water is stagnant water after all.

Immovable all year round.

Tea leaves are living tea.

Even if they are dried and crushed, it does not change the fact that they used to be constantly growing.

New tea needs to be boiled in living water, but living water needs to be cooked in live fire.

But how is the fire in the sedan chair?

Although the sedan chair of Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, is large enough, it is a confined space after all.

As long as there is a fire, there will inevitably be smoke.

Don't be killed by the gangsters yet, but be smoked to death by the fire of tea.

It's a bit too much to lose......

It can be seen from the fact that he does not like to walk, he is a person who is extremely life-saving.

Because when you walk, you are either in front of or behind people.

But it's not enough to be safe.

It's the same with horseback riding.

Only when he was carried in a sedan chair would Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, feel a little at ease.

But in the past, he was not such an indecisive person who suffered from gains and losses.

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, was once also a prodigal son.

And the most indispensable thing for the prodigal son is not the sword and the rivers and lakes.

But it's wine and women.

Occasionally, beauties may be able to visit the Qinglou instead.

But fine wine can only be found by looking for it.

Sometimes the small shops hidden in the alleys, the wine made by the owner himself may be much better than those famous wines.

But why is Shangguan Xuyao drinking tea now?

Because he feels that as long as he does what he does all the time, he will be a little tired.

If you drink wine for ten years, you will naturally drink tea for ten years.

It's like being a prodigal son enough, it's a truth to get a prince with your hands.

After he has had enough of being a prince, even if he is asked to be a prodigal son again, there is no problem.

It's like he said to Xiaoli by the Red Goose Pond.

Wang Cheng lost it and just called it back.

If you can't fight back, it's a big deal not to be this prince, and gallop in the rivers and lakes again.

Anyway, it's always back.

But he must not have thought much about it until it arrived.

This was the case when he was apprenticed.

His master took a knife and a sword in front of him and asked him what he wanted to learn.

But Shangguan Xuyao was staring at the big poplar tree in the master's courtyard in a daze.

Looking at it, like a monkey, it climbed to the top of the big poplar tree.

When he came down, he broke off one of the most tender branches and played with it in his hand.

The ancients folded willows.

But I've never heard of anyone breaking Yang.

Ori willow means to separate.

In the face of friends who don't know when and where they will meet again, they always have to fold willows and send each other off.

to show that he regrets not to be far away.

But Shangguan Xuyao has just apprenticed......

Besides, the master asked him whether he learned a knife or a sword.

He held a poplar branch with such a big grin, stood in front of the master, stared blankly.

As if the sword in the ground had nothing to do with him.

"Do you want to learn the stick technique?"

His master asked.

I didn't know what the stick method was, so I just raised the branch in my hand and nodded.

Then his master took out a few more pamphlets.

Each booklet is a very famous and up-to-date martial art.

I have to say that Shangguan Xuyao did find a good master.

But he didn't even look at these four booklets.

Instead, he turned around and looked back at the big poplar tree.

"Aren't you going to learn how to climb trees?"

His master asked.

"Yes!"

Shangguan Xuyao said happily.

This silenced his master......

Tree climbing is a child's game.

How can it be considered real kung fu?

But this master is indeed conscientious enough.

But he thought that when he climbed to the top of the tree, he could stand high and see far.

Isn't this kid trying to learn the method?

Then I thought that climbing a tree is a job that requires waist and leg strength.

Does he also want to learn the leg technique?

That's it.

Exactly twelve years.

Shangguan Xuyao is worthy of being a teacher.

Among them, he studied stick law for only one year.

Because after a year he didn't like it......

But it is true that he did not change to swordsmanship.

Because of the sword, he didn't like it even more.

Eleven years remaining.

I studied for five years by body and six years by leg.

The master said to him, "Get out."

And he departed.

As he left, he looked at the big poplar tree in the master's garden.

But it's already a little yellow.

Because every day he washed his clothes with soap under that big poplar tree.

Even the size of the hut did not go to the hut, it was solved under this big poplar tree.

Twelve years of hard work.

The originally stout poplar tree was tossed by him...... It's dying.

Fortunately, he is not dead yet.

As long as it doesn't die, there's always hope for trees.

It's the same with people.

Shangguan Xuyao apprenticed at the age of eight and studied for 12 years.

Exactly twenty years old.

It is also the best age for a boy to transform into an iron-blooded man.

It is also the most prosperous years for the prodigal son to break through the rivers and lakes.

However, since he was eight years old, he has been living with his master.

There is not even a brother and sister.

I've never seen anyone else.

Although his family visits him once a year.

But after a long time, it is inevitable to be rusty.

Before leaving the school, every night, he warmed a pot of old wine for the master.

Listen to him tell stories from the outside.

The master didn't talk much.

Often after drinking half a pot, the cavity has just been opened.

The first sentence of every time is, I am no longer from the rivers and lakes, why do you still force me to say that about the rivers and lakes?

As soon as Shangguan Xuyao heard this, he would immediately get up and warm another pot of wine for his master.

As long as people drink too much, they will talk more.

It's not just the little wives.

This is true for everyone.

If you listen to more stories, you will have a sense of longing.

It's just that when Shangguan Xuyao just came out of school, he was still very simple.

Haven't drunk alcohol yet.

I didn't even hold the girl's hand.

A young man who has just come out of school.

His mind must be the most colorful.

Because he'll plan many, many things to do.

For example, drink a good pot of wine.

For example, holding a girl's hand.

And there's many, many more......

But it's all just as important.

There's no way to prioritize.

However, whether it is drinking or holding hands, it is necessary to have silver taels.

Yet he was empty-handed.

I don't even have a big son on my body.

He stopped several people on the street and asked them how they could get rich.

Passers-by jokingly told him that if he walked one more way, he would see a money bank and a pawnshop.

In both places, there are countless snowflakes of silver.

Shangguan Xuyao nodded seriously after hearing this.

Then walk towards the pawnshop and the bank.

The later result was not as the passer-by who looked at Shangguan Xuyao's striding back and covered his mouth and snickered.

Because his legs are really exquisite.

With only two legs, he got all the money from the money bank and the pawnshop.

That's nearly 10,000 dollars of silver.

Ordinary people can't even lift it.

But Shangguan Xuyao, in addition to the leg method, the best is the body method.

Even if he is carrying nearly 10,000 taels of silver, he can be as light as a swallow.

In this way, Shangguan Xuyao, the later king of Zhenbei, became a fugitive before he became a prodigal son.

However, he was still at the gate of the city smiling and looking at the portrait of himself on the sea fishing document issued by the government about himself, and said something different!

And his bounty was as high as 10,000 taels.

You must know that the money he stole from the pawnshop and the money bank has not yet reached 10,000 taels.

This made him very angry.

In a fit of anger, he went to the government to surrender.

The money he had stolen had already been spent by him.

Sometimes alcohol and women are cheap.

You don't even have to spend money, you are invited to drink.

It doesn't take words for someone to throw themselves into their arms.

But Shangguan Xuyao didn't know anything about this.

Naturally, he became a fat sheep in the eyes of those bosses and bustards.

What he has at the moment is nothing more than a life.

But Shangguan Xuyao didn't care.

He just wanted to have a good reason with this official, why was his reward higher than the silver he robbed?

The official told him that there must be a brave man under the heavy reward.

The bounty is a little higher so that someone can hold him.

But Shangguan Xuyao said that no one was holding him now.

He surrendered on his own.

Therefore the reward of ten thousand taels of silver should be given to him.

When this official heard such a shocking remark, he was stunned at first.

Then he burst out laughing.

How could he give Shangguan Xuyao a silver reward?

Surrendering is at most a lenient sentence at the time of conviction.

But Shangguan Xuyao was so angry that he raised his leg and kicked the table in the court.

He also told the official that if he didn't give him a reward, his head would be shattered like this table.

Where had the official seen such a battle, in order to save his life, he had to quickly cash out the 10,000 taels of silver in the bounty to him.

10,000 taels of silver.

Shangguan Xuyao smiled.

"I took a total of eight thousand seven hundred taels from the pawnshop and the bank. How much is left after deducting eight thousand seven hundred taels from ten thousand taels?"

Shangguan Xuyao asked this official.

"One...... One Thousand Thirteen ......"

The official said with a shudder.

Shangguan Xuyao nodded.

And he counted the money above the court.

He will take out 8,700 taels out of his own 10,000 taels and pay them to the pawnshop and the money bank.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely count out 1,300 taels of places to go, and then return the rest.

But Shangguan Xuyao is not.

If he does this, I am afraid that he will not become the king of Zhenbei in the future.

but he was to count eight thousand seven hundred taels.

"What kind of sin am I?"

After counting the money, Shangguan Xuyao raised his head and asked the official.

"Not guilty...... The merits and demerits are offset by the guilt, and they are just innocent!"

Where did this official dare to sentence this Shangguan Xuyao for his crimes?

I wish he had left quickly.

"Your table, how much is it worth?"

Shangguan Xuyao asked.

"Worthless, worthless......"

The official said with a wave of his hand.

At this moment, Shangguan Xuyao suddenly looked back.

I found the passer-by who had told him that the pawnshop and the money bank had money.

His figure flashed.

Footsteps are flickering.

But he came out of the crowd and brought him to the front of the hall.

"He must be guilty!"

Shangguan Xuyao pointed at the passerby and said.

His hands were clutching his collar tightly.

Lifted him up.

"This person ...... What crime have you committed?"

The official asked cautiously.

"He told me to go to the pawnshop and the money bank to get the money. Isn't it a sin to deceive?"

Shangguan Xuyao said.

"It's a sin, it's a sin! And it's an unappeasable drunkenness!"

The official said hurriedly.

So the passer-by went to prison.

And Shangguan Xuyao walked out of the court with 1,300 taels of silver and high spirits.

With money, there will naturally be wine to drink and women.

There will also be "friends".

It's the kind of friend who will hook up with you when you have money, and when you don't have money, you can't find a trace at all.

At that time, Shangguan Xuyao was surrounded by such friends.

So his money is always spent quickly.

1,300 taels, and it didn't take long for it to bottom out again.

Without money, let alone drinking and holding women's hands.

Even eating is a big problem.

In the first three days, relying on the accumulated oil and water in his stomach, he could still withstand it.

But on the fourth day he fainted of hunger and fell down in the street.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on a very large and soft bed.

He looked up at the furnishings in the house, feeling a little familiar.

The door opened suddenly.

A woman walked in.

This woman is not the woman he had spent money to hold hands with.

It's his mother.

It is only when people are hungry that they think of going home.

But Shangguan Xuyao fainted from hunger before he could even think of going home.

Others say that he must have done a lot of good deeds in his last life.

Otherwise, how could he be reincarnated into the family of Shangguan, who is rich in the world?

And it's an only son.

If he leaves the school, he will go home honestly.

When he was a happy boy for a few years, he boiled his old man to death.

Everything in the Shangguan family is his.

It's just that this is someone else's plan for him.

Shangguan Xuyao himself has no concept of this.

Before the age of eight, he was still young.

There are more than 20 servants waiting for food, clothing, and daily life.

After the age of eight, he apprenticed to martial arts again.

I don't understand the gold and silver human feelings in the world.

wanted to send him to practice martial arts back then, but it was also the idea of the old man of the Shangguan family.

Otherwise, if such a large family property is handed over to a weak boy who has no power to restrain the chicken, wouldn't it be to shame the ancestors?

But the old man Shangguan forgot that his son didn't even understand the most basic worldliness.

Although it has not yet reached the point of being a loser.

However, the eldest son of the Shangguan family robbed 8,700 taels of silver outside, smashed the court, and even fainted on the street with hunger.

Isn't this more a shame on the ancestors than the loss of the ancestral property?

Look at his mother again.

But there was no change from when he left when he was eight years old.

It will always be so graceful and elegant, noble and quiet.

Although he is over forty years old, he still has a white and tender baby face.

Wearing a primrose-colored embroidered brocade brocade placket with a placket and lined with a stand collar.

The hem of the embroidered moon season flower skirt dragged long on the ground.

It's just that his mother is not in good health......

In the middle of summer, he still has to wear a lemon yellow elastic ink twig grape tulle intertwined with silk.

The dark clouds grow under the care of the maid, combing a hibiscus bun.

There is also a sprinkling silk eight immortals across the sea Mi Lachuan inserted in the back of the head.

The slender wrist wears several amber and lapis lazuli bracelets,

On the left side of the waist, there is a sachet embroidered with white crane wings.

Because I was at home, I was wearing colored milk cigarette satin beaded sleeping shoes on my feet.

However, the whole person still looks like a spring flower, full of grace.

Shangguan Xuyao looked at his mother's hand.

I think these hands are better than all the hands he has ever held with money.

After looking at his already somewhat dark skin and dirty body.

Suddenly I felt that I was a little out of place with this family.

In fact, it's not his appearance that is out of place.

Appearances can always change.

Tanned people, as long as they don't go out for half a month, will definitely become whiter.

For those who are dirty, it's even easier.

All you need is a bucket of water to wash away the dirt.

What is really out of place is his heart.

He didn't want twenty more minions to follow him all the time.

Because he thinks it's stupid......

I don't want to open my mouth to do everything.

Because he thinks it's stupid.

He longed for the excitement of going to the money bank and pawnshop by himself at that time, and kicking down the crowd as soon as he stretched his legs.

I also longed for my own wisdom when I faced the official in court at that time.

To put it simply, he craves the outside.

Longing for Shangguan's house, outside the high courtyard walls.

After drinking a whole pot of porridge made by my mother herself, after filling my stomach.

That night, he left the house.

Now his desire changed again.

The wine has been drunk.

The girl's hand was also held.

Now he is eager to go farther.

Stay away from home.

So he went from the rich and rainy south to the desolate and arid north in one fell swoop.

However, Shangguan Xuyao did not leave home empty-handed this time.

He took a teacup from his bedside.

It was brought in by his mother after he woke up hungry.

Every time he saw this teacup, he could think of his big bed and his mother's look of pity.

Now the cup was in front of him.

I have to say that he is very well protected.

For so many years, this teacup has not even bumped.

It's still in good condition.

It's just that his mother has long since passed away.

Even the entire Shangguan family was gone.

The ancestral house and fields had already been sold as early as when Shangguan Xuyao was in trouble.

In the past, when people talked about Shangguan Xuyao, they would say that he was the eldest son of the Shangguan family.

And now when it comes to Shangguan Xuyao, he will say that he is the king of Zhenbei.

At all costs.

This can be regarded as the glory of the ancestors.

Although the roads are different.

But he still fulfilled his father's wish.

did not disgrace the ancestors.

As for the heartfelt servants in the family who have served for generations.

For so many years, he has also been well taken care of in the palace.

Those who originally served others also have others to serve.

I have to say that Shangguan Xuyao is a person who attaches great importance to feelings.

Although he didn't stay at home for long.

But everyone in the family has never forgotten his help and contribution to the family.