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The flames crackled, in this night rain, very abrupt, but not upsetting, the spring is cold, and the night rain is continuous, in the deep night, the most should have, is this warm flame.

Wang Yuanbao stepped into the dilapidated mountain temple, without the imaginary sword and body, and without the imaginary yin ghost, the orange-yellow flame, burning the firewood underneath, crackling, like fried beans.

A bearded man lay barefoot on a table where incense was offered to the mountain gods, with a heavy knife at his side, his hand resting on the hilt, and muddy straw sandals beside the fire.

This makes people look like a strong man at first glance, with a fierce and evil face, if you judge people by their appearance, I am afraid that no one dares to enter the mountain temple, and if you can't keep this fierce and evil strongman, you will draw a knife to kill people and cross the goods, and it is natural that there are a few more corpses without a good head in the wilderness.

The officials in the government will not let go of the safety money of the shops and vendors in the state capital, and come to this wilderness to search the mountains and investigate the case, even if they guard the city gate, and collect the toll tax, it is better than looking for the murderous and illegal rangers in the rain and mud at night.

Bao Buqi met those mountains and fields who were on the left side of the road, and took away the soul, and the device practiced qi and burned the pill, and the most important thing in the yamen was to spare his life, and he lost his life, greedy for gold and silver goods, beautiful and delicious, wouldn't it be cheap for nothing.

It's just that this bearded knifeman, although he is fierce and vicious, but he is basically weakened by the thunderous snoring when he sleeps, not only is it frightening, but it is quite joyful.

Jiang Ayuan and Han Shen, who followed later, saw this, and laughed out loud, thinking that this was a real murderer and a ranger, but they knew that they were so lazy.

Wang Yuanbao also couldn't help laughing, after all, there must be a first-come, first-served order, although this mountain temple is not the Hakka of the bearded knife, but this fire was lit by him, and it can be regarded as his territory, so it can't give people the feeling that his group of three people has lost their manners.

Waving his hand, Wang Yuanbao said loudly: "The night rain continues, the road is really difficult, passing by the treasure land, can Brother Tai let the three of us take shelter here for a while, and when the rain stops, we will leave immediately." ”

As he spoke, Wang Yuanbao clenched his fists and arched his hand, which is the number of rivers and lakes.

"Boom!" the bearded knife man rolled down from the table he had used as a bed, holding the heavy knife beside him.

For a time, the dust was flying.

The mountain temple had been dilapidated for a long time, no one took care of it, and the ground and the artifact were covered with dust, not to mention the statue of the mountain god who had lost its head.

"Who! Who sneaked up on your grandfather and me!!Come out, you have the ability to sneak attack, why don't you dare to come out?!"

The bearded swordsman drew his heavy knife and yelled incessantly into the shadow of the mountain temple, obviously interrupted by a good dream.

Han Shen sneered: "Uncle, don't look for it, it's us, no one attacked you, you fell off the table by yourself." ”

With that, there was another burst of laughter.

Although Jiang Ayuan was reserved, he couldn't help but laugh at the bluffing methods of this bearded swordsman.

Looking back, the bearded swordsman looked at Wang Yuanbao and the three of them with a disgraced face, and there was no shortage of vigilance in his eyes, who could guarantee that the three teenagers who came out of this barren mountain range would not become the mountain spirit of the climate.

Wang Yuanbao saw that the bearded swordsman had a different expression, and smiled, it is not wrong to be cautious, but it is very bad to misunderstand, and he arched his hand and said: "Brother Tai, the three of us want to temporarily shelter from the night rain in your treasure land, I don't know if we can make it convenient?"

In the blazing eyes of the bearded swordsman, he kept sweeping over Wang Yuanbao and the others, and finally fixed on Han Shen's body: "Boy, what did you call me just now?"

Rao is Han Shen, a guy who is not afraid of heaven and earth, made a red face and stammered a little at the gaze of this bearded swordsman, but he still couldn't lose face, and said recklessly: "Call you uncle!"

The bearded swordsman's face turned from prosperous to declining, and he smiled bitterly: "Am I so old?"

As he spoke, the bearded swordsman waved his hand and said, "Come in, this mountain temple is not my family's, what a treasure land, but it is just a place to shelter from the wind and rain, don't look at my beard, but I am also a handsome young man." ”

Wang Yuanbao took the lead in walking, since there was no hostility, why should he stand in the wind and rain? This is expected to be a steep spring rain, mixed with the night, and it really makes people not be interested in strolling in the rain at night and chanting poetry.

Han Shen was not afraid, and chirped: "How is it possible, how can you be a young man with such a big beard, I said, uncle, you are so tender, do your family know?"

Jiang Ayuan was about to grab Han Shen's ears and drag him away, such a mouthful, sooner or later he would suffer, but the bearded swordsman shook his head with a wry smile and said: "I don't want to either, it's not that I don't let it grow, it won't grow, I think I'm also a young man who is as beautiful as jade, just because of this beard, I can see people for a long time, and see Lao Ping's generation." ”

The bearded swordsman smiled bitterly, took out a sheepskin wine bag from his waist, shook it but there was no sound of clanging water, and couldn't help but say, "Why is there no wine, really." ”

Wang Yuanbao sat by the fire, roasted the straw sandals he had already given to the plasterer, took off the sword raiser on his waist and threw it to the bearded swordsman: "If you don't dislike it, drink me first." ”

The bearded swordsman was defenseless, and Pingping caught the sword raiser, the wine worm was on the head, but it was not easy to boil, even at this time, the sword raiser that Wang Yuanbao threw over was filled with highly poisonous wine, he would not hesitate to drink it.

Pulling out the stopper of the sword-raising gourd, the bearded swordsman took a big sip, and the wine flowing from the corners of his mouth was stained on his beard, like crystal clear dew on lotus leaves.

"Haha, good wine!!"

The bearded swordsman wiped the wine on his beard, returned the sword raising gourd to Wang Yuanbao, and laughed out loud.

The wine of Zhuchengfu is extremely famous in the boundary of the 500-mile waterway of the Tiesha River, but it is not comparable to the ordinary wine in the sheepskin wine bag of the bearded knifeman, most of the people in the rivers and lakes are good wine, which is not only a sustenance to comfort the soul, but also a bait that attracts many hot-blooded teenagers to enter the rivers and lakes one after another.

Take a big sip of wine, and be quick to revenge.

Isn't this the original intention of many teenagers to enter the rivers and lakes?

In the rivers and lakes, if you want to open a situation, the most indispensable thing is a pot of wine, Jinbo mad medicine Boruo soup, this is the Buddhist name for wine, Jinbo and Boruo soup are not common, just a mad medicine, it is enough to exhaust the essence of wine.

The bearded swordsman is a loyal fan of this madness, and a sip of liquor can open his chatterbox.

Fire, night rain, old temple.

Long nights are the best way to tell stories.

The bearded swordsman is actually really a teenager, no more than three years older than Wang Yuanbao, but he has a strong beard and looks a little anxious.

Wine can help sex, you take a sip and I take a sip, this is not just a friendship of drinking, in the rivers and lakes, a pot of wine, you can make a friend who agrees with you.

The bearded swordsman is named Tang Xiake, who is a person from Kangjing, the capital of the Longquan Dynasty, an ancestral swordsman in the rivers and lakes, and also has some family wealth, but the old man in the family can't get used to Tang Xiake, a prodigal, and sends him out to do the business of the ancestors.

In and out of the rivers and lakes, it is only a year, and it can be regarded as some experience in the rivers and lakes.

The old rivers and lakes meet the old rivers and lakes, but there are not so many words, a pot of wine, a roast chicken, silently drinking, everything you want to say is in a glass of wine, the rivers and lakes are in front of you, get used to it, what is there to say?

On the contrary, it is a young child who has just entered the rivers and lakes, and has not seen much of the world, and when he sees those he doesn't know very well, and when he meets someone who is in love, he can't help but have some boasting in it.

However, Wang Yuanbao and the three of them will not block Tang Xiake's words, among the three of them, only Wang Yuanbao can talk about the experience of the rivers and lakes, but he is also a bottle of dissatisfaction, half a bottle of swaying, naturally not as good as Tang Xiake, an "old guest" in the rivers and lakes.

Many of the stories of the rivers and lakes on the storytellers and dramas have been processed by novelists, although they can make the hot-blooded teenagers who are waiting for the word boudoir and have never seen the world fascinated and boiling, but the most told is the story of talented and beautiful women, emperors and generals, the rivers and lakes are just a few words, and more, it is still the secrets in the court and the battle between the loyal and the traitorous in the court, which are the same.

What Tang Xiake said out of his mouth is the original story of the rivers and lakes, killing people and overselling goods, acting chivalrous and righteous, there is blood and chivalry in these stories, which is many times more interesting than those storytellers, since ancient times, chivalrous and bloody are linked to it, and what is covered up will be revealed sooner or later, but sooner or later.

But what attracted Wang Yuanbao the most was Tang Xiake's story of the monks on the mountain, the sword took the head of the person, all kinds of runes, drove strange beasts, and sent the spirits.

Zhucheng Mansion Jufu Inn outside the killing of the few strong women, Wang Yuanbao still remembers very clearly, the sword to take the head of the person, as well as the mountain Fu Dao technique, Wang Yuanbao really saw it, but the most exciting thing for Wang Yuanbao is still the sword fairy of the sword, he also has a sword, called Si Wuxie.

seemed to feel the restlessness in Wang Yuanbao's heart, and the Si Wuxian on his waist trembled slightly, and there was a loud sound, but he was annoyed by the crackling of firewood and the sound of night rain.

The night is long, but it is not as long as the story that is passed on in the rivers and lakes, the rain outside the mountain temple has no intention of stopping, and the original reckless smoke and rain has become a heavy rain that drips to the dawn.

Fortunately, there is a story to drink, no matter how heavy the rain is, it will not extinguish the curious flame in people's hearts, the night is deep, but the four people in the mountain temple are not sleepy at all, and the story in Tang Xiake's mouth is worth a hundred times that Wang Yuanbao and the three of them have heard and seen.

And Han Shen, who aspires to become the demon king of the mixed world, is even more excited about this story experience, as if the protagonist in that story is himself.

The night is long, and I don't want to sleep, so I might as well listen to some stories.

The firewood in the fire burned less and less, but the four of them still did not sleep.

Tang Xiake paused for a moment and said, "Brother Wang, where are you three going?"

After three rounds of drinking, this title became a brother, which really made Wang Yuanbao cry and laugh.

But he still replied: "I want to go to the Zhongnan Academy in Kangjing, the capital of the Longquan Dynasty, and the two of them are going to study." ”

Tang Xiake's eyes suddenly lit up, and said: "It's just right, we can go together, I also want to go back to Jiankangjing, speaking of which, I haven't been home for half a year, my sweetheart, I'm afraid they're about to forget me, right?"

The ridiculous tone can't hide the affection in Tang Xiake's heart, the feelings can't be hidden, as long as he speaks, he can find traces.

Jiang Ayuan smiled: "Uncle Bearded is guilty of lovesickness, hahaha." ”

Tang Xiake was not angry, and said with a smile: "That is, the most difficult thing to cure in this world is lovesickness, and the best thing to see is the smile of the woman in my heart. ”

Jiang Ayuan looked at Wang Yuanbao and said, "It's really beautiful!"

Wang Yuanbao nodded, what Tang Xiake said did hit the softness in Wang Yuanbao's heart, but this softness, the future has many obstacles.

Suddenly, Su Yousheng's figure appeared in Wang Yuanbao's heart.

Tang Xiake said with a smile: "The latter sentence is not what I said, it was said by Zhang Zaihou and Master Zhang, the mountain chief of Zhongnan Academy, he is a famous infatuation seed in Jiankangjing." ”

People don't like to hear the truth, but gossip is the most interesting to arouse people's interest.

Especially the gossip of the high-ranking people in this kind of book is really itching in the heart.

Even Wang Yuanbao's eyes couldn't help but light up.

And at this moment, a burst of laughter like silver bells came from the night rain.