I don't know if it's because I haven't seen anyone my age for too long, or the young man's conversation is very open, or the young man's harmless handsome appearance makes Yun Xuelan also relax his vigilance, and he is not disgusted with the young man wearing a black felt hat in front of him. He joked to the young man: "Forget it about spending a good night together, it's all dawn, not to mention that there are so many people here, I'm afraid that these people will see your face clearly in a while, and before I can do it, you will be dragged into some no-man's place by them and stripped naked." I don't think it's as good as this, after a while, the city gate will be opened, and I will send you to the best Xianggu Pavilion in Luoshi City, where you can not only make money every day. ”

The young man was not angered by Yun Xuelan's ridicule, but became more and more energetic: "Those guests in the Xianggu Pavilion are too rude, I think you should be a reader, I like you like a reader." ”

Yun Xuelan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he shook his shoulders and shook off the hand that the young man was holding on his shoulder. Seeing this, the young man asked angrily, "Are you a martial artist?" Seeing that Yun Xuelan did not answer, the young man knew that he was acquiescing. He excitedly asked, "Which sect are you from?" or what kind of family disciple are you, can you let me join your sect as well?"

The young man's question made Yun Xuelan ridiculous, the other party is really a fledgling who doesn't know the world, the first time they met, they asked the other party about their origins, if they were in their own position as those warriors who like to speculate on others with evil, I am afraid that the young man in front of him has already fallen to the ground.

As if realizing that his problem was a bit reckless, the young man scratched his head in embarrassment, and forced out a smile and said, "See, forgive me." I want to cultivate so much, I want to become a martial artist too much, I just found out that you are a martial arts cultivator, and I couldn't hold back for a while, so I ......"

"Why do you want to practice martial arts so much?" asked Yun Xuelan.

"For revenge. The boy's eyes seemed to be on fire as he spoke. Yun Xuelan learned from the young man that the other party's name was Ding Ye. The boy's surname is true, but the wild in the name was given by the boy himself. The boy's family itself is engaged in the tea business, and the family has a tea garden of more than ten acres, and the life is quite wealthy. When the boy was eight years old, his parents took his sister on a boat to the north to do business, but on the way they encountered a group of bandits, killing all the people on the boat. Later, the Ding family's tea garden was privately annexed and divided by the Ding family's rival Ma family in collusion with the local government. Because Ding Ye was still young at that time, and there were no other elders in the family to support him, he suffered the loss of collusion between officials and businessmen. A tea farmer of the Ding family who had worked for 20 years saw that Ding Ye was pitiful, and he was grateful to Ding Ye's parents and grandparents for taking care of him, so he raised Ding Ye. When the boy was twelve years old, the tea farmer died of illness, and the boy became a wandering duckweed. He traveled all the way to Los Angeles, where he worked as an errand and letter delivery worker, or as a coolie at the north dock to earn a living. Sometimes whoever has a red and white happy event outside the city will also find him to fight, in addition to giving him some copper coins, he can also pack some food in addition to the mouth, and this time the five internal organs temple will have three or four days of worship. In the past, the Ding family was quite wealthy, so Ding Ye studied since he was a child, and the young man still had some scholars in his bones. Therefore, no matter how hard the life is, how difficult the livelihood is, the young man has never done anything like a beggar to steal and cheat. No matter how meagre the remuneration is, the teenager refuses to get it for nothing. This made Yun Xuelan quite admirable, and his good impression of the young man in front of him increased a little.

Although the boy has been studying since he was a child, he has been in the market for so many years, and he is used to seeing people's emotions and the hot and cold world, so he does not have the pedantic stubbornness of readers. He didn't think that he relied on studying to gain fame and fame, and as an official, he could one day eliminate bandits and avenge his parents and sisters, and he didn't think that if he became a bigger official than the county order, he could bring to justice the official gentry and the people of the Ma family who were colluded to seize the property of the Ding family. The young man has a lot of Jianghu spirit and enthusiasm, he is bent on becoming a martial artist, and a person who has achieved cultivation can not only kill all the enemies, but also seek justice for the injustices of the world and the injustices of the world.

Yun Xuelan handed the wine jug on his waist to Ding Ye and asked, "You want to cultivate so much, why don't you find a sect force to join?" There should be many sects inside and outside Luoshi City. If the entry conditions of the first-class forces are more demanding, then some small sects should be able to enter, as long as you don't do anything as a core disciple, don't put your name in the ancestral hall, just cultivate and lay the foundation, and you can change the mountain and take refuge in the future. ”

There are many sects in the rivers and lakes, and there are many sects. Many warriors are not part of more than one faction. It is very likely that the descendants of Qingyunmen made offerings in the ancestral hall of the ancestor of Zhengyang Mountain, and made anonymous offerings in Biluo Palace, and the protector of Biluo Palace once listened to learning under the main gate of Zhengyang Mountain, and the two of them had the fact that they were masters and apprentices and did not have the gift of master and apprentice. There are also many warriors who are loyal to only one force or sect, but this does not mean that those warriors with multiple identities are half-hearted or disloyal and unfilial. The journey of cultivation is extremely long, and when a martial artist encounters a bottleneck in cultivation or breakthrough, he sometimes chooses to leave the mountain gate where he first practiced and travel to the rivers and lakes in order to polish his mind. In the process of training, you will often meet like-minded people who have similar temperaments, and they will travel together or experience life and death together, and finally form a relationship. There are also martial artists who were guided by the masters in the process of traveling, and they suddenly opened their mouths, seized a breakthrough opportunity to leap into the dragon gate, so they had a deep or shallow master-apprentice relationship with these masters. Their friends in the rivers and lakes or the preacher who has given one or two instructions may take the initiative to invite these warriors to hang a position in their own sect, or the disciples registered in the ancestral hall of the ancestor or worship status, such an identity is extremely noble, especially among those first-class and top sects, with this identity, these people who have traveled to the rivers and lakes and have formed a bond with these warriors must weigh and weigh, whether the warrior's own power and the new nominal power they provoke, which undoubtedly gives the growing warrior one more life talisman. Of course, after these warriors return to the sect, their own enlightenment masters or sect heads will also take the initiative to propose that the warriors join the forces they have befriended, not for it, but for the sake of forming an incense relationship with these forces. If there is any trouble in the respective sects in the future, such as the enemy family coming to seek revenge or a warrior comes to ask, these warriors need to take action for the forces registered in the ancestral hall of their ancestors. Unless some family forces, family rules strictly do not allow children to join other forces, otherwise it is regarded as defection, if the disciples of other sect forces want to join them, it may be completely separated from the original sect, this kind of situation where one person joins more than one force. As long as there are not two forces that have a feud, there is this kind of incense in a certain generation more or less. Therefore, just now Yun Xuelan proposed a way to let Ding Ye save the country and join the sect.

Ding Ye, who was wearing a black felt hat, took a sip of wine, he should be the first to drink, and he poured a big sip on his head without knowing the depth, although the pot was a sweet wine brewed by chrysanthemum, but the taste became a little clear when placed in the wine pot, and it had the effect of healing and refreshing. Therefore, as soon as he entered his throat, Ding Ye felt that a flame was wrapped in an ice spring, surging from his throat to his five organs, sweet with some spicy, and the young man was stimulated to shed two lines of tears.

Seeing this, Yun Xuelan smiled and said: "You are a rabbit master, you don't drink a little bit, why don't you learn from us as a good erlang?" Be careful that no guests come to your door." ”

The arrogance of the young man was aroused by the young man in the green shirt, he wiped a handful of tears and snot, and poured wine with his head up. Ding Ye weighed the weight of the wine jug, listened to the sound inside and judged that there was not much left of the wine, and he wanted to drink all the wine in the pot in one go, but he never thought that this wine seemed to be drinking more and more. The young man couldn't catch his breath after a few puffs, but he refused to stop because of his face, his face was red, and his stomach seemed to be burst. Yun Xuelan felt even more amused when he saw this, he was used to seeing those peers who were pretentious and arrogant, those peers who were empty-eyed and nostrils facing the sky, those peers who were calculating in order to seek power by unscrupulous means, those peers who were two-faced and steered, like the kind in front of him with a bit of marketability, frankness and some good face, and people who spoke without regard to their heads and even some mouths were what he thought a person of his age should be. He himself is not such a person, in Yunyin Mountain Villa and in Yunwang Mansion, he has not been carefree since he was born, simple and simple, it seems that he will grow from a baby overnight to a superior who is good at hiding his own thoughts and can keenly perceive the thoughts of others. People are like this, and if the traits that they lack in themselves appear in others, they will be attracted to others. This may be the reason why Yun Xuelan can quickly accept the uninvited black felt hat boy in front of him. He secretly made up his mind that he hoped that the boy could always be a teenager, and he hoped that the years would only change the boy's face, but not shake the boy's heart. He hopes that the young man can always maintain the simplicity and truth of the present, whether in the future, this person named Ding Ye is a famous master or an unknown reckless man. Yun Xuelan didn't know that the determination he made today and the sincerity he made towards Ding Ye in the future had made a spear fairy named Ding Ye a few years later, and the young spear fairy, who was no longer a teenager, fought fiercely for seven days and seven nights with the ten masters of the Great Xia Nanliang for the sake of the friends he had made many years ago, and never took a step back.

Yun Xuelan snatched the wine jug from Ding Ye's hand, and the wine in the young man's mouth sprayed the green shirt on the opposite side. The young man was a little embarrassed but pretended to be calm and said, "Your wine is too light, and it is not enjoyable at all to drink it like water." When the city gate is opened, I will take you to a restaurant in the city to drink, and the wine there is the wine that we good men should drink, and the one in your pot is for the rabbit master. Saying that, the young man also stretched out his hand and tried to pat Yun Xuelan's shoulder, but there were three teenagers in green shirts smirking at him in front of him, and the young man wearing a black felt hat slapped a few times and fell short, then put his hand down, his head was lowered and his body shook a little, and he said vaguely: "Today's Laba Festival, the eldest lady of the Li family of the Assassin Mansion will make porridge on credit at the door of the Assassin's Mansion." I heard that Miss Li is a very beautiful woman, and she is well-read, if anyone can marry her and enter the Assassin Mansion, then the rest of her life will be ....... The boy burped.

Yun Xuelan heard that she had heard the other party mention her sister in Li Haozi's letter, although Li Haozi said it extremely vaguely, Yun Xuelan could still see that this unmasked Miss Li family had a lot of prejudices against herself, as if she had been haunted by the fact that she had abducted her brother to travel the rivers and lakes. Thinking that there was a chase behind him, and there was an obstacle in front of him, he finally brought him to visit his childhood friend, and I was afraid that as soon as I came to the door, I would be greeted by Li Yingxin's woman's scissors and scolding, and the other party must have thought that she was here to snatch her brother and go to the rivers and lakes. Thinking of this, the young man couldn't help but laugh, he shrugged his shoulders, and then asked Ding Ye, who was a little drunk, teasingly: "Then do you also want to join the Li family? Why don't you open the city gate later, and I'll tell you the matchmaker? I still have some friendship with Master Li." “

The felt hat on the young man's head was shaken off his head by him, and he fumbled through his glasses to pick up the felt hat and buckle it crookedly on his head again, saying: "You are my Ding Ye, what kind of person is Ding Ye, how can I be committed to marrying in order to cling to the powerful? The girl I Ding Ye wants to marry must be what I Ding Ye really likes, and I really like me. The rich and the poor, birth, old age, sickness and death are inseparable from me. The young man's voice became lower and lower, and finally fell directly into Yun Xuelan's arms and fell asleep. The young man in the green shirt grinned, this fool had to pretend to be Du Kang's old friend with such a bad amount of alcohol. The sky is getting brighter, and there are more and more people coming here, some people are standing not far from the two teenagers, and they hear the drunken conversation between the two teenagers before, especially Yun Xuelan's sentence "I have some friendship with Master Li." Everyone scoffed, thinking that they would not study well at a young age, neither go to study to gain fame, nor go to the fields to help the family or go to the city to find a job to do some serious work, but they ran to the city gate early in the morning to drink and brag. I can't help but show an expression of disdain or hatred for iron and steel.

Yun Xulan noticed everyone's strange expressions and didn't care. These people seem to whisper to them, but they are actually deliberately trying to make them heard. He smiled helplessly. He picked up Ding Ye, who was sleeping on his body, and put him on the horse's back, and took out a thick piece of clothing from the mustard seed to cover the young man, and fixed the young man on the horse's back to prevent jolts and let him slip off the horse. Yun Xuelan led the horse to the suspension bridge, and the horse's hooves stepped on the bridge deck, and the drum of opening the door sounded.

The boy waited for about a cup of tea and entered Los Angeles. A round of the rising sun peeked out from behind the boy, shining on the boy and steaming the night dew and wine on the boy's clothes. He looked at the wide, empty streets, surrounded by the occasional passing of people from the city and villagers entering the city.

The young man thought that this Los Angeles City was the same as he imagined, so would the person who lived in the city be as safe and sound as he thought?