There were more than a dozen people eating in the dining room.

Except for those who have something to go out and those who can't leave, everyone at the East Gate is here.

A big table of meals, with meat, vegetables, and egg soup. Lin Zhanqing is gobbling it up. Looking at the people at the East Gate, seeing Lin Zhanqing having such a good appetite, they were a little curious and a little envious.

Zhang An looked at Lin Zhanqing's good appetite and was happy himself. Asked excitedly:

"Brother Lin, is the food delicious?"

Lin Zhanqing only cared about eating, and couldn't speak at all, so he replied vaguely,

"Hmm!"

Lin Zhanqing looked at Wangdongmen before he got off his chopsticks, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said:

"Eat it too. ”

Looking at the east gate, everyone then remembered to put down chopsticks. It seems that because of Lin Zhanqing's arrival, everyone's appetite is surprisingly good. A large table of meals was eaten.

After eating, Zhang An took Lin Zhanqing to tour around Jiao Mountain.

Zhang An's eyes were full of admiration and gratitude, and he thanked Lin Zhanqing:

"Brother Lin, we have been bullied by the Tiger Sword Sect for ten years, and we finally breathed a sigh of relief!"

Lin Zhanqing didn't feel that he had done anything worthy of Zhang An's gratitude, so he just waved his hand, meaning that there was no need to do this. Without waiting for Zhang An to refute, he opened his mouth and asked:

"Why is this happening to the East Gate and the Tiger Dao Gate? In the area of Fujiao Mountain, you two families are among the best sects. ”

Zhang An's eyes, which were originally full of brilliance, suddenly dimmed, sighed deeply, and said:

"Alas!"

Zhang An looked tired. It is completely inconsistent with the age when he is fifteen or sixteen years old, and he should be lively and youthful.

The contradiction between Wangdongmen and the Tiger Dao faction has been ten years.

Although there was some friction between the two families from time to time, they could be regarded as living in harmony. But ten years ago, a few small local families sent out some trouble. Looking at the East Gate and Hutou Gate, as an authority for hundreds of miles nearby, it is inevitable to be involved.

What I didn't expect was that the Tiger Daomen had long planned to look at the East Gate's martial arts becoming worse and worse, and didn't want to be on an equal footing with the East Gate.

Taking advantage of this, he provoked the east gate several times. After several battles, Wangdongmen was killed by the Tiger Dao Gate and several disciples.

At that time, the old head of Wangdongmen could only go to the head of Hudaomen at the age of seventy to ask for an explanation. The two refused to give in to each other and fought fiercely.

The head of the Tiger Dao Gate is young, and the old head of the East Gate is old. His martial arts were not good, and he was beheaded with a knife.

The eldest disciple of the old master, Hanyuan Sword Zhou Ren. Hurriedly succeeded to the throne and took over the east gate.

It took a lot of effort to settle the matter.

It's just that since then, Wangdongmen has lost its former style. can only honestly give filial piety to Hudaomen every month.

And Lin Zhanqing let everyone at Wangdongmen see different possibilities.

Attached to the Jiaoshan martial arts training field, looking at the head of the east gate. Hanyuan Sword Zhou endured and stood straight. Thirty-something, medium build. But his face was sallow and tired. It's not the same age at all.

Lin Zhanqing stood next to Zhou Ren.

The five disciples in front of the two of them were all standing here, standing straight with the head of the sect, Zhou Ren.

Zhou Ren looked at the five people and looked satisfied. Turning his head to Lin Zhanqing, he said:

"Lin Shaoxia, these are the five best martial arts disciples in the East Gate today. Immediately let them practice the Huiyuan Sword, and ask Brother Lin to give him advice. ”

After Zhou Ren finished speaking, he solemnly bowed his hand to Lin Zhanqing.

"Brother Zhou rest assured. ”

Lin Zhanqing's words were short, and he also bowed his hand.

After getting Lin Zhanqing's promise, Zhou Ren turned around and spoke:

"Let's get started!"

The five people standing in front of them gave up their hands one after another and said in unison:

"Yes!"

The five of them began to practice one by one.

The five of them practiced while Zhou Ren introduced.

"There are a total of eighteen styles of the Huiyuan sword, with the solid foundation and Peiyuan as the core. All moves are based on internal cultivation. ”

"According to the information left by the sect, more than 100 years ago. Wangdongmen is also a famous gate sect in the Central Plains Forte, and it was not called Wangdongmen at that time. Wangdongmen was only raised after moving to this attached Jiaoshan Mountain. ”

Lin Zhanqing watched the five-person drill while listening carefully to Zhou Ren's explanation. Nodding from time to time.

The eighteenth style of the Huiyuan Sword was not complicated to practice, and after a while, the five people had already finished the practice.

Zhou Ren looked at Lin Zhanqing urgently. But Lin Zhanqing stood there and didn't say a word. Bowing his head slightly, he kept thinking.

Seeing this, Zhou Ren was not in a hurry but rejoiced. After waiting quietly for a while, I saw that Lin Zhanqing still kept thinking. Zhou Ren said:

"Brother Lin doesn't have to worry, what is the mystery of the Yuan Sword this time, and it is difficult to think about it for a while. Brother Lin will go back first today, and he will have a good turn in the past two days. What needs to be said bluntly is, I will look at the twenty-eight people at the east gate on behalf of me, and thank Brother Lin in advance!"

After Zhou Ren finished speaking, he saluted with almost ninety degrees of his hands and bowed.

Lin Zhanqing was still immersed in the moves of the Huiyuan Sword at this moment. When he returned to his senses, Zhou Ren had already finished worshipping.

Lin Zhanqing hurriedly greeted him politely.

......

Tiger Knife Gate, Flying Tiger Hall.

The head of the Tiger Knife Gate, the Seven Tigers Crazy Knife Wu Biao. I just turned 40 this year. Tiger knife door knife method, white tiger snow knife. The power in his hands is far greater than that of the previous generation of Tiger Dao Sect leaders.

Wu Biao's talent is already very good in this southwest borderland.

Wu Biao is sitting in the Flying Tiger Hall at the moment, with a big flag hanging on the wall behind him, and there is only one big character on the big flag, Tiger!

In front of Wu Biao, there was a man dressed as a scholar in his forties, who was reporting to Wu Biao.

"Head Qiqi, I've checked it all. No one had ever seen that kid before. Wangdongmen and that kid don't look like acquaintances. It is estimated that it was a coincidence of passing by, and it was definitely not specifically to support Wangdongmen. ”

Wu Biao held a wooden chair in his hand and sat with his body bowed. In a dull tone, he said:

"As soon as he made a move, he injured the three of us from the Tiger Knife Gate. And these three people didn't even have room to fight back. However, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, such a good martial artist, must be from a great family of the Great Gate Sect. In this case, care must be taken. ”

"The boss is thoughtful. What should we do?"

"According to you?"

"Since we're not here to support Wangdongmen, there's no need for us to be enemies. As the saying goes, one more enemy is better than one friend. ”

"What if that kid refuses to be our friend of the Tiger Sword Sect?"

"It's nothing more than a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and he can't stay here for a few days anyway. As soon as he leaves, we can let go. ”

"Hehehe. ”

Wu Biao, the head of the Tiger Dao Sect, chuckled.

......

On the second day, early in the morning, there was a steamed bun shop in Jiao Zhenfang City.

"Boss, a cage of meat buns, a bowl of egg soup. ”

"Gotcha. ”

Lin Zhanqing went down the mountain early in the morning and wandered around Fujiao Town. I happened to see a steamed bun shop, so I ate two steamed buns here.

After a while, the buns and egg soup are all on it.

The steamed bun shop is good, Lin Zhanqing is holding a steamed bun in his left hand and a spoon in his right hand, and he eats with relish.

At this time, a man, in his forties, dressed as a scholar. Next to Lin Zhanqing's table, he sat down.

Seeing this, Lin Zhanqing glanced at it and didn't say anything.

"Lao Zhang, let's have a cage of meat buns and a bowl of egg soup. ”

The scholar also asked for a basket of steamed buns and a bowl of egg soup. It's very familiar with the owner of the bun shop.

"Gotcha. Mr. Du is a rare guest, I haven't seen him for some days. ”

The owner of the steamed bun shop greeted the scholar warmly and called him Mr. Du.

"There are a lot of things going on in Hudaomen, and you can't leave it easily. ”

"Also, Mr. Du has to worry about the top and bottom of the Tiger Knife Gate. ”

"By the way, this little brother's account is counted on my account. ”

Although Lin Zhanqing kept eating steamed buns and drinking soup, he kept listening carefully. When he heard that this scholar was a member of the Tiger Sword Sect, Lin Zhanqing had a few doubts and guardedness. When he heard that he had to settle the bill for himself, Lin Zhanqing did not hesitate. No matter what the reason, it's always coming at you.

Lin Zhanqing just ate steamed buns and drank soup without saying a word. I don't look at the scholar next to me.

The scholar wanted to open his mouth several times, but he didn't find a gap in Lin Zhanqing's eating buns and drinking soup.

After a while, the buns and egg soup have been cleaned up by Lin Zhanqing. Lin Zhanqing stood up, patted his ass and wanted to leave.

The scholar hurriedly stopped and said:

"Little brother Mo is in a hurry to leave. ”

Lin Zhanqing asked with a puzzled expression:

"What, account, didn't you settle it for me?"

Mr. Du, a scholar, smiled and said:

"Can you enjoy my face, have a cup of tea with me, and chat? ”

Lin Zhanqing didn't speak, just looked at the scholar Mr. Du with a puzzled expression.

"Little brother doesn't have to think about it, there is no malice in the bottom. The little brother looked at Mian Sheng, and his martial arts were so clever. must have been born in a big family of the Central Plains Gate Sect, and people from our small land can't help but be curious. As a martial artist, he naturally wants to make friends with his little brother. ”

Lin Zhanqing still looked puzzled and said:

"Didn't you come to entangle me for the sake of those injured disciples of the Tiger Sword Sect?"

Mr. Du, a scholar, looked apologetic and hurriedly explained:

"The little brother has completely overthought it. Everyone up and down the Tiger Knife Gate had no such intention. Those blind disciples dared to rush into the little brother. At this point, it should be cleaned up. Walking the rivers and lakes, you don't have long eyes, you deserve to die. ”

Lin Zhanqing could hear that this Du Shusheng was an understanding person. understands that people do things, and they will not be the same as fools who are stupid. Although Lin Zhanqing still has doubts and puzzles, many of his worries have been dispelled. Opening:

"Where to go for tea?"

Du Shusheng's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly spoke:

"The largest teahouse in Jiao Town, Tea Zhai. ”

"Mr. Trouble leads the way. ”

"Little brother, please. ”

Tea Zhai, the largest and best teahouse in Jiao Town. The decoration is mainly natural and elegant, although it is not as exquisite as the tea light in those rich places. But it has a different flavor and artistic conception.

Lanyun fairy room, the best tea tasting room in Tea Zhai.

Du Shusheng skillfully brewed a pot of Guanyin Lanyun and rushed into the fair cup. Pour tea for Lin Zhanqing first, and then pour it for yourself.

At this time, the orchid fragrance has soaked the entire tea room. The sun shines in and penetrates the tea mist. This Lanyun fairy room is really like a fairyland.

The two took a small sip of light products, and said in unison:

"Good tea!"

Lin Zhanqing was the first to speak, saying:

"Mr. Du has something to say, please speak directly. ”

Du Shusheng looked sincere and said:

"Talking to my little brother is just a pleasure!"