The middle-aged man didn't dare to sit down, stood on the edge of the stool, bent down and made a big salute, as if something was pressing on his body, he couldn't straighten his waist, and pleaded: "The villain heard that the opponent Song Da handed a golden book to your mansion, and now he is waiting for a reply, so he immediately set off." ”

Brother Gongzi turned his wine glass and said unhurriedly: "I heard that the Fan clan of Yulin Zhuang belongs to the talisman knife lineage, why don't you ask the sect to help?"

The middle-aged man explained: "After a long time away from the sect, I have long since broken off contact. ”

Brother Gongzi shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, my family actually wants to walk around with the Luohe Talisman Knife faction and make friends." ”

The middle-aged man was silent.

Brother Gongzi asked: "Today I am sitting in the village with Huai Saburo, and the world knows that I am the best person to talk to in the Huai family, if you need anything, just ask." ”

The middle-aged man said: "The villain wants to spend money to buy his life, and buy the lives of seven people in the villain's house." ”

Brother Gongzi smiled and said, "Don't fool me, there should be eight people in your family." ”

The middle-aged man straightened up, stood straight, took out a palm-sized oiled paper bag from his sleeve, and put it on the table.

"Two hundred taels for one man, and here here are four hundred taels of silver. ”

Brother Gongzi became expressionless, and his tone was full of regret, "Why don't you buy it for yourself?"

"The villain bought it today, and tomorrow Song Da will come to submit the book again, endlessly, why bother? Besides, the family business passed down by the ancestors can't be ruined, since Song Da refuses to let go of the small one, it's good to end it by the way." The rules of the Huai family cannot be disobeyed, if the villain kills the gold owner by luck, the villain's life should be offered. ”

Brother Gongzi said: "Understand, you can go now, ten days later, no matter what you can do with Song Da, the Huai family will send someone to find you." ”

The middle-aged man showed a hint of a smile, gentle and confident, and his words were also revealed: "Ten days is enough, thank you Saburo for your compassion!"

The handsome companion who was waiting on the side accepted the silver ticket on the table and sent the middle-aged man downstairs.

After a few words here, the man sat next to the woman in white drinking wine and eating meat, and coaxed with a hippie smile on his face.

"Brother and sister don't want to be like this. Yes, I promised to listen to you after Ah Sheng came out, but you didn't give orders? I, Lao Yun, am not a worm in your stomach, how can I know your thoughts?"

"Brother Ye's affairs are very important, they all say don't make extraneous branches, why are you still so reckless!"

"Look at the people of the Huai family, sitting in the village today and talking with people from all walks of life, where can you take care of me. ”

These two people are undoubtedly Yun Wujing and Jiang Shouhua, and they don't know what they went to Xuzhou for.

While speaking, Yang Jiaolao walked upstairs, bowed down and whispered in the ear of Brother Gongzi, and after hearing this, Brother Gongzi raised his eyes and swept over, his eyes looked carefully at Yun Wujing.

Jiang Shouhua's face was expressionless, and she asked angrily, "Then why are they staring at you?"

Yun Wujing looked dazed and said, "I haven't done anything all the way?"

Yang Jiaolao took a pot of good wine from the table, walked over, put the wine in Yun Wujing's hand, and said after giving a salute: "The villain will give the good wine and the hero on behalf of the lord, and send a few words." ”

Jiang Shouhua was worried that Yun Wujing would speak ill of each other, and hurriedly said, "Please speak clearly." ”

"The Lord said that the three major hardships in life are to support the boat and grind the tofu. It's really a pity to forge Wei Li, but today Huaijia Saburo is sitting in this high song wine shop, if the hero is dissatisfied, he can order, everything can be discussed. ”

The wine sent is Jiuyu spring wine, since Cao Cao dedicated the method of brewing this wine to Liu Xie, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, it is mostly tribute wine, and ordinary people can only imagine its taste.

Generally, the wine jars that can be served in restaurants are divided into wine jars, which are slightly larger than palms, and it is very convenient to carry and pour wine, and it is more convenient to take them away with a wooden cork and seal the mouth. Of course, there are also elegant ones, who like to use wine jugs, and take small sips of wine, which are not easy to spill. It's just that it's inappropriate to take it away, first, the mouth of the pot can't be blocked, and it will spill out after a little swaying, and secondly, it's not as handy as the wine jar.

Yun Wujing poured a bowl of wine, drank it with his neck tilted, and smacked his lips and praised: "Good wine!" and then poured the wine again, but after a few clicks, he thought that the mouth of the wine pot was small and not neat enough.

I saw that he didn't make any moves, the lid on the wine jug turned over and fell on the table, the wine inside squirted out, and a straight line flew into his mouth, he drank it in one go, laughed, and shouted: "Happy!"

If no one only cares about drinking, but the diners on the side are dumbfounded, how can anyone go to the highest building of the Gao Ge Wine Shop to drink wildly?

Such an elegant place, to discuss important matters and meet friends, is the right reason.

Jiang Shouhua didn't know what was going on in front of her, no one spoke for a while, and a dry drinker around was observing this side again, and it was very quiet. As a result, the sheep horn who came to deliver wine and talk sang a one-man show, and only stood in place in embarrassment.

The four tables of people leaning on the southwest side, except for the innermost son, had already held down their weapons.

As Huaijia Saburo's most powerful subordinate, he naturally won't just come over to deliver a pot of wine...... The five people at the table who had quarreled with Yun Wujing before had already arrived at the fence on the other side, and they were watching coldly -- they had already "saluted" just now, and if the next one was wrong, they would naturally be "soldiers." The other tables didn't know how they were doing, but these five people hoped that the Huai family would hurry up and teach this barbarian who didn't know how to be polite.

Jiang Shouhua finally reacted, in the end, she lacked some experience in the rivers and lakes, and lost her flexibility, so she just said blankly: "My brother and I don't know anyone from the Forging Hall, is there any misunderstanding in this?"

Sheep Jiao Lao said with a smile: "I don't know where the two of you come from, please ask the Jianghu honorific number." ”

Jiang Shouhua is a wanted identity, let alone his name, Yun Wujing on the side suddenly asked, "Is there any more wine here?"

Everyone understands that bringing a pot of wine is to borrow a reason, and everyone tacitly understands that it is like going to a friend's house, carrying a box of dried fruits, and carrying a coarse cloth, all of which are etiquette. Who will accept the gift and ask again - is there anything else?

In terms of the experience of the rivers and lakes, among the people present in the Huai family, no one can compare with the sheep horn labor. But this old Jianghu is stunned and doesn't know what to do.

Say no, today Huaijia Saburo is sitting in the village, can there be a pot of wine?

Yes, yes, I'll get you another pot?

He is asking the bottom of the matter violently! Now he turns around and takes the wine, what has become of it? Momentum, people in the rivers and lakes, don't be so muddy, okay?

Brother Gongzi, who was sitting in the southwest, stood up and walked over to the table on the north side, and the sheep horn was a little embarrassed, and bent down to salute his son.

This son is the third in the family, with a single name and a "Yi", with a delicate face, wearing a white dress, wearing jade around his waist, pinning a sword with a small arm length behind him, holding a pot of wine in his hand, Shi Shiran walked to the side of Yang Jiaolao, put the wine in front of Yun Wujing, and said: "The wine is enough." ”

Yun Wujing laughed, pinched the wine jug again, and the wine rushed out, this pot of wine was about four taels, and not a drop was spilled, all into his mouth.

"Childe!" Sheep Horn Lao didn't understand yet, but the second half of the words were swirling in his stomach. It has been said before that this Hun is a top master, although the Huai family is not afraid of any opponent in Xuzhou, but they always have to sort out the details of the other party.

In fact, with his rich experience in the rivers and lakes, Yang Jiaolao intuitively judged that the other party must have come to trouble the Huai family!

"Although I am not familiar with every famous person in the rivers and lakes, I probably won't be as unscrupulous as this person, and easily grudge with others. Huai Yi didn't take Yun Wujing in his eyes at all, walked over and gave a pot of wine, and spoke to Yang Jiaolao, which also had the intention of telling the diners on this floor. Because of the tension in front, it gives everyone the feeling that the Huai family attaches great importance to these two people.

He didn't like it.

Therefore, now he looked like an understatement, and said: "Two years ago, I went to Kaifeng with my father, passing by a pavilion next to the barren road, in which sat three old men, all in coarse linen shirts, just the winter solstice, looking like a farmer. The two old men sat on the ground and played with each other, and one on the side squatted on the ground and watched, because he fought fiercely for one move. I was about to go forward, but my father took me by the hand, and when I entered the pavilion, he did not speak, but stood aside and watched. When one side lost, the two old men who played chess left, and the father gave a big gift to the old man who was still squatting on the ground and trying to play. ”

He didn't hear the story, and continued, "Who is the old man?"

"Zhongzhou sword is unique. ”

Many diners on the side gasped, and Yang Jiaolao was even more shocked: "It's actually this senior! It is said that he has never lost a single move and a half in his life." In the north and south of the river, all those who make swords are not convinced, and they all respect their martial arts. ”

"It was also from that time that I realized that when martial arts reached a certain level, the mind was not as irritable and arrogant as ordinary people, Taoism did nothing, Buddhism was compassionate, and people at the top were not easy to compete with others, and they could only be out of the world if they could keep their hearts. ”

Huai's words were deafening and attracted praise from everyone.

Sheep Jiaolao also sighed: "The villain is shallow, and he has caused trouble for the son." ”

Huai Yi smiled slightly and said, "It's okay...... In Xuzhou, I don't see anyone who can come to trouble my family. ”

He looked around, with a look of fear and respect, and said with a smile: "There is one, and I wish that man could go upstairs so that he can have a drink, but unfortunately, he is dead." ”

After saying this, no one dared to look at him.

Xu was used to it, there was no smugness, no emotion, just calm, he was about to walk back to his seat, but the man behind him spoke.

"I heard that the Gao Ge Wine Workshop was not very famous before, four years ago by the Huai family, since then the beginning and tail of the month to do two back to the village, will be all over the world friends, talk about life, in exchange for money, a few years of this Gao Ge Wine Workshop has been famous!

Yun Wujing ignored Jiang Shouhua's hard eyes at the table, picked up the wine jugs on the table, and tried them one by one - they were all empty.

(At that time, the four brothers were drinking, Xiao Chu was too young, and could only listen to the three of them bragging on the side; Zimo was always holding it, drinking with interest, but he could talk nonsense, and he was also knowledgeable, and there were a bunch of interesting things in the north and south; Ah Sheng, in addition to swordsmanship, was a woman, the most annoying, and refused to ask for his sister's money, so he said that everyone was ape-like, and patted his ass to find a good match, which was really shameless! However, I remember that Ah Sheng has a saying that is really good, how can he say it?)

Yun Wujing said: "The Huai family is really amazing...... It would be nice if I could change my name. ”

Huai didn't know why, and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"What is it called 'no light'? Wouldn't it be better to change it to 'above board'?"

On the third floor of the Gao Ge Wine Workshop, there were nine tables of diners, a pianist, and a singer, and there was no sound.

Sheep's horn first roared madly: "You bird, report your name! I will tear your bird's beak so that you know that trouble comes from your mouth!"

It is said that there are only wrong names on the rivers and lakes, and there are no wrong names, and the names given by my father and mother may be too high or too low, but the names called out in the rivers and lakes are absolutely worthy of the name, and it is difficult to make a difference.

Some people will be reluctant to sign up for the number because they can't say it.

Yun Wujing smiled hesitantly, and said to Yang Jiaolao: "Bad things, grandpa's name is not very bright, and it is generally difficult to ask." ”

Huaiyi's face had completely cooled, the Huai family was offended, and there was no reason to send the past away in a daze.

Yang Jiaolao said: "Forgive me for what kind of bright name this bird can have? Hurry up and report it, and you can save your life!"

(Well, I remember.) ）

Yun Wujing made sure that the wine jug on the table could not pour out the wine anymore, and handed Jiang Shouhua a look that you don't have to worry about, and said to Huaiyi: "What is the name of the one you just said...... Zhongzhou sword is unique, this old man has said a word to me before. Would you like to hear it?"

Huaiyi gestured with the hand behind his back, and the people of the Huai family, four tables and nearly twenty people, had approached.

He asked without fear, "Okay, I'll give you a chance to brag." ”

(After drinking the wine, it will either rain in Wushan, or fight and bleed, otherwise how can the wine be cooled down after such a hot drink?)

Yun Wujing smacked his lips and finished drinking......

"Once I am closed, under my fist, no one will fall!"

Sheep's horn reprimanded fiercely: "What a big breath, looking for death!"

Huai Yi remembered something, his face changed suddenly, and he exerted force under his feet, but it was still too late......

It was as if a violent and violent wind swept from the north to the southwest corner.

Passing by the soft couch in the middle of the restaurant, the suqin that had stopped was plucked by the wind, making a messy string sound, like the cracking sound of countless swords clashing.

In this burst of piano sound, what runs through is the endless sound of fists hitting the flesh, "pop pap papa", seven rhythmic sounds, from north to southwest, with the wind, just the beat hit the tune, so that everyone seems to hear the song: "The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying"!

The smoke of the incense burner was pulled by an invisible big hand in the horizontal southwest, and there was no return!

Sheep Horn lay where he had just stood, his chest was sunken in, his bones were broken, and the organs in his chest were not broken, but he could not get up, and he vomited blood from his mouth, and he fainted in pain.