A bolt of lightning split the night, and dark clouds rolled in the sky.

On the official road leading to the capital, the rider leaned over and clinged to the horse's back, and the horse under his crotch seemed to fully understand his master's thoughts, and rushed forward like an arrow from the string.

One person rode forward for more than ten miles, and the lights were lit not far ahead, and the rider looked around to the left and right, and then slowed down. The man was sleepy and the horse was tired, so the rider untied the water bladder on his waist and poured a few sips of "goo-goo Looking up at the sky, lightning and thunder, and soon there will be heavy rain, so I have to shake my spirits, urge my crotch to dismount, and go straight to the light.

The wine flag is flying.

The rider turned over and dismounted, standing under the golden plaque of "Sanyuan Inn".

"Yo, there are still guests at such a late hour. A shopkeeper came forward with a smile on his face, and took a look at the rider, first stunned slightly, hurriedly reached out to take the reins, and lowered his voice and said, "Second Master Tang, it turned out to be you." The moment he handed over the reins, his thumb tapped twice on the back of his hand and whispered, "It's going to be very busy today, you can pay attention." ”

is known as Tang Erye, who is Tang Tianlei, the second master of the Yuding Dart Bureau, the first big dart game in the Central Plains.

"Oh?" Tang Tianlei frowned, and said, "I don't care about so many idle things, the ready-made meals are served quickly, and I will go into the city after eating." ”

"Well, please come in, or the second master, your face is big, how can you enter the city at this time if you are someone else. The man patted the horse's ass and bolted the horse, and with a twist he followed.

Tang Tianlei strode into the store, although he was prepared, he was still unconsciously stunned.

It's past the hour, but the eight tables in the inn lobby are almost full!

What's even more surprising is that these dozens of people gathered together, as if they didn't know anyone, they each bowed their heads to drink and eat, and there was not even a single one to speak!

Tang Tianlei couldn't help frowning, the shopkeeper coughed dryly, picked up an empty seat, dusted it off, and said with a smile: "Second master, you wait, the meal will come soon." The man retreated.

Tang Tianlei glanced at the other three people at the same table. Directly opposite sat a scholar, in his early twenties, very white, with a plate of saltwater peanuts, a plate of green vegetables, and a bowl of rice in front of him, holding a book in his hand and reading it intently. On the left is a thin man in green clothes with sharp beak monkey cheeks, a pair of squinted eyes, two mustaches, ordered a plate of dry-cut mutton, and glanced at himself with the rat eyes while drinking wine. Sitting on the right is a fat man in yellow, this fat man is holding a sauce duck and gnawing his mouth full of oil, gnawing two mouthfuls of duck meat and drinking two sips of wine, and he doesn't even bother to raise his head, like a starving ghost rushing to reincarnate.

Tang Tianlei's face became more and more solemn, because he knew all three of them.

Sitting opposite is the "Iron Fan Scholar" Zhu Xiting, the thin man in Tsing Yi is Jiang Shanghan, the first thief in the south of the Yangtze River, "Yunzhongyan", and the fat man who eats the duck with sauce is He Jingwen, the eldest young master of the Gusu He family who rarely goes out on weekdays. Tang Tianlei looked around, there were still many familiar faces, these people were all famous figures in the Jiangnan area, and it would naturally not be a coincidence that they gathered at the Sanyuan Inn tonight.

Tang Tianlei has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, of course he knows the truth of not caring about foreign affairs, the food is quickly ready, and as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, a thunderclap sounded outside the house.

The wind rose and the thunder stopped.

At some point, there was a sudden melodious ringing in the wind.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells......"

There was a commotion in the lobby, and almost everyone stopped their chopsticks and looked out the window.

The sound of the bell seemed to have a spellbinding power, which made the faces of everyone in the lobby change suddenly.

Sure enough, a four-lift red lacquer sedan chair slowly came from a distance.

The bells under the four corners of the eaves of the sedan sedan sedan swayed in the wind, and the four sedan chair drivers wearing bronze masks walked very slowly, but the sedan chair quickly came to the door of the inn.

Tang Tianlei was wondering, and suddenly found that everyone in the lobby stood up one after another and rushed out. Which one is this singing? Tang Tianlei unconsciously stood up and followed everyone out of the door.

"Greetings to the Honored Envoy!" the crowd saluted.

The two sedan chair drivers slowly lifted the sedan curtain, and a person sat faintly in the sedan chair, but unfortunately it was dark and he couldn't see his face clearly.

"That's it. As soon as the words fell, a white shadow flashed behind the sedan chair, and a man in white wearing a golden mask stood with his head held high, and said loudly: "You must all know the rules, ten moves are undefeated, and you will respond to requests, who will come first?"

"I" A figure stepped forward, clenched his fists and bowed, "Jiang Datong of the Golden Dao Hall leads the Sect Envoy to make a high move. ”

The white-clothed masked man nodded slightly, and said to the bronze masked sedan chair man at the head of the sedan chair: "Qinglong." ”

The sedan chair man, known as the "Green Dragon", stepped forward in two steps, hugged his fist at Jiang Datong and said, "Please make a move." ”

Jiang Datong shouted, pulled out a steel knife from behind him, and slashed at Qinglong with a style of "pushing the window and looking at the moon", this move was originally plain, but Jiang Datong was the proud protégé of Gongsun Mo, the master of the "Golden Knife Hall", and his sword skills are not trivial, not to mention that this person is born with extraordinary strength, this knife is fast and ruthless, and he came straight to Qinglong's chest.

Qinglong snorted coldly, his feet shook, his body turned close to the blade, Jiang Datong obviously saw that his blade had touched the other party, but it was always a fraction of a second, and then he saw that Qinglong had attacked closely, and his fist came straight to the door with the sound of the wind.

Frightened, Jiang Datong hurriedly lowered his head and retreated, the blade turned and slashed Qinglong's wrist, who knew that Qinglong's punch was just a false move, without waiting for Jiang Datong to react again, his body shook to the right, and the person had flashed to Jiang Datong's left side, and flew up to hit his wrist, only to hear Jiang Datong's "ah" sound, and the steel knife flew out of his hand several zhang away.

Jiang Datong covered his wrists, gritted his teeth and said nothing, beads of sweat already appeared on his forehead. Everyone present was shocked when they saw this, and Tang Tianlei couldn't help but secretly wonder, and couldn't help but look at the sedan chair again, and said in his heart that such skills were only his sedan chair driver, where is this envoy sacred?

The white-clothed masked man smiled slightly: "Your Excellency has lost." ”

Jiang Datong endured the pain and lowered his head and said, "Jiang Datong is willing to wait for the envoy to send him." ”

The white-clothed masked man paced leisurely with his hands cut back and said, "Very good," turned to the crowd and asked, "Who else?"

A fat body flashed out of the crowd, and this person was He Jingwen, the eldest young master of the He family, a famous family in Gusu. It is said that the He family accounts for half of the silk business in the entire Suzhou City, and the He family also has a share of the waterway trade of the nine gangs and thirteen rudders of the Yangtze River, which can be described as a huge influence in the south of the Yangtze River.

The white-clothed masked man glanced at him and said with a smile: "The He family can be said to be calling for wind and rain in Jiangnan, why, He Gongzi also has something to ask for?"

He Jingwen's face was ashamed, and he coughed dryly and said: "The so-called open guns are easy to dodge, and hidden arrows are difficult to prevent, on the eighth day of the first month of last month, a grain ship of my He family was robbed on the waterway in Taizhou, Jiangbei, and my father also sent people to investigate, so far there is no news, I just want to know who is with our He family." ”

The white-clothed masked man nodded and said, "Although Gongzi He can rest assured, he is undefeated in ten moves, and he will respond to his needs." Jiuwen Gongzi inherited the master of Guangwen of Dongchan Temple, and it is really an honor to see the South Shaolin mastery today. Yan Ba rushed to another palanquin man on the side and said, "White Tiger, you go and try it." ”

The masked sedan chair man, known as the "White Tiger", strode forward, hugged his fists and said, "Please advise!"

He Jingwen scored his fists and showed his posture, which was the starting style of Nanshaolin Taizu's Divine Fist, but he was bloated, and his posture was slightly funny.

The white tiger didn't say much, the toe was a little bit of the body and pounced forward, and the two fists were divided into two ways to attack head-on, He Jingwen saw that he came quickly, changed his fist into a palm, and opened the white tiger's double fists with a style of "clearing the clouds and seeing the sun", and the footwork of the foot was wrong, and the right elbow counterattacked the white tiger's armpit. This move changed very quickly from defense to offense, the footwork under his feet was light and elegant, and everyone saw it and secretly picked his big finger, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that this big fat man who walked hard was so fast.

The white tiger is not hard to connect, knowing that his elbow attack seems to be fierce but there is a back move, a style of "Hantang Crane" under the feet of the wind cleverly avoided, sure enough, He Jingwen hit the body with a blow, and sent it out alternately, taking the white tiger off the plate. The white tiger is so old that he has to be prepared, he jumped up on a dry land, kicked out with his left foot in the air, and hit He Jingwen's throat with his toes, He Jingwen hurriedly lowered his body and dodged this kick, who knew that the white tiger's body had not yet landed, his left hand turned into a fist and claw, and went straight to He Jingwen Tianlinggai to catch it!

He Jingwen was deeply familiar with the true transmission of Nan Shaolin's light martial arts, but he never expected that the white tiger was not slower than himself, although he had only fought a few moves, he had clearly felt that the opponent's moves were sharp and the changes were fast, and he said secretly: This person's skills are far above me, even if I lose today, I will fight ten moves.

A little distraction was only in a flash, the white tiger's grasp sank vigorously, He Jingwen didn't have time to think about it, he took three steps back under his feet, although the scene was a little embarrassed, but he finally avoided this grasp. Unexpectedly, the white tiger seemed to have expected him to do this, and without waiting for him to stand still, his body was like a hungry tiger pounced, and his fists came out together, He Jingwen only felt that the figure in front of him flickered, and the big belly that was standing had been hit by two punches.

He Jingwen immediately felt that his internal organs were like turning over the river and the sea, fortunately, his big belly was rough and thick, and the other party's subordinates were merciful, otherwise he would have been seriously injured. Standing up with the pain, Bai Hu hugged his fists and said, "Accept it, Gongzi He." ”

He Jingwen hung his head and said: "The skills are not as good as others, what kind of dispatch does the envoy send, He will do it." He stepped aside.

Tang Tianlei watched the battle with cold eyes, and finally understood the intention of these people gathering here tonight, but he had been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, but he couldn't remember what kind of sacredness this "honorable envoy" was. So many martial arts figures flock to it, and it seems that they are all coming for the words "ten moves are undefeated, and everything is needed", can this envoy really be able to solve all the problems of these people with his hands and eyes?

However, judging from the martial arts of the two sedan chair men of the "Green Dragon" and "White Tiger" just now, the origin of the envoy in the sedan chair may not be imagined by ordinary people.

He Jingwen's defeat, most of the people who were eager to try had already retreated at this time, and the corners of the white-clothed masked man's mouth raised slightly, and he said to everyone: "There is one last chance tonight, which friend ......" Before the words fell, a deep voice continued: "I'm coming!"

Tang Tianlei stepped forward in two steps, and there was already a bright iron knife in his hand!