"Hey, come on, eat, eat. ”

The dirty old man comes to the north to taste the delicious food every year, and he always has to take advantage of the old man on the other side first, and he is willing to move the chopsticks, as if he does not take advantage of it, and he feels uncomfortable.

The dirty old man's name is Feng Zheng, no matter where he goes, he will tell people that he is King Xuan, as for what King Xuan said, no one knows, he doesn't care if the people who listen can understand, he is very happy to say it, only the clean old man opposite, know his details, know that he is sent from Maoshan, of course, only Feng Zheng, who claims to be King Xuan, knows the past and present life of the clean old man, knows that nineteen years ago he was the most eye-catching New Year's talent in Rotten Sword Mountain, and he is the most optimistic about becoming the next generation of leaders。

The previous Rotten Sword Mountain didn't seem to be called Rotten Sword Mountain, and after he folded his sword and went down the mountain, it was renamed Rotten Sword Mountain.

A cleanly dressed old man named Song Daoyuan.

At this moment, Song Daoyuan poured a glass of wine and said, "You are still the same." ”

Feng Zhengyi, who was sitting opposite, also drank a cup and said, "But compared with before, you have changed too much." ”

Song Daoyuan said with a smile: "Aren't people all going to change." ”

Feng Zheng patted the table and said, "Yes, people have to change, not only will they change, but they will also die, no matter who it is, they will die, so I still advise you to finish eating and drinking, go back to Rotten Sword Mountain, and see the woman who is white-headed for you." ”

Song Daoyuan, whose expression was stretched from beginning to end, said with a slightly fixed face, "Some people are not as good as the first time, and some things can't go back to the past, today I came to you to drink." ”

"Okay, come, drink. ”

The two drank seven, eight, or nine cups one after another, Feng Zheng was the first to move his chopsticks, and said with a piece of fish, "The best thing in Lingguan City is Suhua fish." ”

Indeed, if outsiders know Lingguan City in Lingguan Prefecture, half of it is due to the Wang Lingguan Temple in the center of the city, and the other half is Suhuayu, as for the origin of the name of Suhuayu, it is also an interesting story, carefully examined, especially when the fish is live, you will find that the fish belly has a pattern similar to a peony flower that blooms, and there is a saying that in the upper reaches of the river, there is a woman surnamed Su, she will embroider a beautiful flower on the belly of each fish that flows through the stream, and Suhuayu comes from this.

"Come, eat. ”

"Hey, old man, there's one thing I don't understand, everyone else has a limit to one, why you can order as many as you want. Feng Zheng swallowed the fish and asked this question that he had wanted to ask a long time ago.

"It's just because I'm friends with the owner of the North Building. ”

"You've got a lot of friends. Feng Zhengbai glanced at him.

"Alas. Song Daoyuan sighed, his eyes showed loneliness, but it was fleeting, and immediately blazing like electricity, they were sitting by the window of the north building, everything outside was in full view, Feng Zheng looked out according to his gaze, and said, "The wind that has just blown seems to have some problems." ”

"There is a little spiritual power in the wind, and it is still a familiar spiritual power. ”

Song Daoyuan raised his hand lightly, first stretched out and then grabbed, out and then back, the wind blowing through the north to the window of the building blew back, as if there was a wisp of wind, into his palm, his palm, into a small world, the wisp of wind stagnated in it, dispersed but not gone.

"There is a spirit in the wind. ”

Song Daoyuan nodded and said, "Yes, there is a spirit in the wind, this is not an ordinary wind." ”

Feng Zheng took a sip of wine and said, "What's strange about that, maybe it's the outdated traces of the immortal family, and besides, the wind blowing from the Lingguan Temple, which contains incense, will have a spirit." ”

"But the spirit in this wind is the spirit of Rotten Sword Mountain. ”

Song Daoyuan's palm turned and closed, and the wind in his hand that was tightly held by him passed, showing an ethereal shadow, and if he looked closely, the shadow was Yue Linlang, since it was a shadow, the body outline was naturally no different from himself, Song Daoyuan looked from top to bottom, and when his eyes fell on the familiar style of the butterfly purple and green double swords on her waist, his expression froze.

"Hey!" Feng Zheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's really your disciple of Rotten Sword Mountain." ”

"Rotten Sword Mountain has nothing to do with me anymore. ”

As he spoke, he used his mind to draw the wine in the cup, which condensed into ice, sending Yue Linlang's shadow into the ice.

"But Rotten Sword Mountain was renamed because of you, since it has nothing to do with it, why save it, wouldn't it be better to let it drift away with the wind. Feng Zheng said very unhappily.

Song Daoyuan took a deep breath, "Don't talk about Rotten Sword Mountain, even if it is Kyushu in the world, it has nothing to do with me anymore, but recently there is a gang of thieves who use evil magic to steal people's shadows and harm the common people, I can't ignore it." ”

"Oh, so you didn't just come to drink with me when you went to the north building. Feng Zheng slapped the table, seemingly a little angry.

Song Daoyuan said, "Yes, I tracked down the Lingguan City where the group of people arrived, and it seems that this disciple of Rotten Sword Mountain is also the victim." ”

Feng Zheng stretched out his hand to get the wine glass on the table, but stopped, with a disgusted face, he untied the gourd on his waist and drank several sips, and said, "For example, Kyushu today, although the capital is in Tai'an, but in terms of feng shui luck, Tai'an Prefecture is far inferior to Lingguan Prefecture, leaving aside the fact that Lingguan Prefecture is located at a critical point, not to mention the throat of Kyushu, just the Lingguan Temple in the city, the mystery in it, is enough to participate in a few lifetimes, those people stole the shadow, and converged in Lingguan Prefecture, it seems that it is a big thing to occupy the sky and dominate the territory." ”

"Yes, I tracked them down to Lingguan City, and the clue was broken. ”

Hearing this, Feng Zheng stood up and looked around Song Daoyuan a few times and said, "Alas, no, you are out of the rivers and lakes again, without a sword?"

"It's just a matter of tracking down a few thieves, no need to use a sword. ”

"Alas, you don't need to use a sword to say it, do you know how many people in the world are waiting for you, who would rather be better than the world's sword Song Daoyuan, whose sword is not as good as the world's people, and the long sword is re-emerged. Feng Zheng drank all the wine in the gourd in one go, and disappeared in place.

"I didn't even eat two bites of fish, hey. ”

Song Daoyuan wanted to fly to chase after him, he heard the sound of footsteps coming under the stairs, and the conversation in his mouth seemed to be extraordinary, the most important thing is that he could feel a familiar breath approaching him, so he sat down again, and walked up seven people from the staircase, and the waiter led them to the place inside, because there were seven people, one of them couldn't sit down, so they were divided into two groups, and sat in two Yage, one of which sat three people, and one sat four people, these people were equipped with scimitars around their waists, and their clothes were about the same, led by two men, one with thick hair and thick eyebrows, with a burly body, and the other had a handsome face, but unfortunately it was a one-eyed dragon, and a black blindfold was worn on the face, mercilessly discounted his otherwise okay appearance by eight or nine tenths.

The one-eyed dragon stepped on the stool and sat down in a majestic manner, "What kind of food do you have here?"

The waiter presented the menu with both hands and said, "You order, I'll be there soon." ”

"Good. The one-eyed dragon pressed the menu on the table and said boldly, "Brothers, come, order whatever you want, why don't you have a good meal." ”

After ordering the food, everyone began to chat, from the time they went upstairs, Song Daoyuan began to pay attention, in his opinion, the accent of this group of people is not like the people of Benzhou, and the body is openly equipped with a knife, the identity should be obvious, now the imperial court has a clear rule, not to wear a knife and a sword in public, except for two kinds of people, one is the government yamen of the public officials to catch fast, the other is approved by the government, there are samurai darts with swords, of course, in the streets and alleys, occasionally see some princes and nobles in the sons with swords, their swords, often only decorative role, with a good look on the waist of the body。

And this group of people are all dressed a little rustic, and their appearance looks very fierce, so naturally they will not be from the yamen, so they are undoubtedly dart masters.

"Big brother, after eating, let's find an inn and stay in Lingguan City for a few days. One of the men with a knife said.

The one-eyed dragon said, "Okay, this time, the brothers are very hard, now that the dart has arrived, we will stay in Lingguan City for a few days and have a good time." ”

Sure enough, it was a group of dart masters, Song Daoyuan's eyes swept over everyone in turn, and finally stayed on the one-eyed dragon, at this time, the one-eyed dragon just reached out to lift the teapot to add tea, and his wrist revealed a special imprint of inky black, in the eyes of others, it was a tattoo, and Song Daoyuan knew better than anyone else that the imprint was thinner.

"Thirteen of A-Ranch!"

Song Daoyuan frowned deeply, he recognized that it was the head of the five swords of Rotten Sword Mountain, thirteen, thirteen swords have always been only passed on to the best in the door, since the one-eyed dragon in front of him was able to get thirteen swords, it means that he has attracted much attention and cultivation in Rotten Sword Mountain, why did he come to be a dart master, and he is still the head of the dart master?