Mr. Storyteller naturally recognized this culprit, last year it was this guy who carried a broadsword on his back and said exactly the same thing as Fang Cai, and then he fought and burned down the restaurant, and then he lost the reason for eating.

The old man stood up tremblingly and said bitterly: "This son is coming to demolish the restaurant again?"

Everyone in the restaurant turned their heads to look, and a white-clothed figure slowly walked into the restaurant, and said with a smile: "Mr. said sir, everyone listen, let's talk about business with the shopkeeper, don't cause trouble." ”

Fang Onion walked in with two swords on his back and nodded with a smile.

But in the eyes of others, this posture is not the appearance of talking about business, who comes to talk about business with a sword on his back.

A young man came out of the second floor, dressed in embroidered brocade. This person's face twitched uncontrollably, forcibly suppressed the tremor in his heart, and said with his hand on the railing: "The three of you came from afar, go upstairs to talk?"

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the room, and as soon as he entered the door, he sat down on the ground and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Zhao Changsheng smiled and said, "This time it's really not troublesome, you should talk about it, you should listen to it." ”

After the three of them went upstairs, Mr. Storyteller gritted his teeth and picked up Xingmu and patted it gently, "As mentioned above, the green-shirted swordsman ...... go to the rivers and lakes."

The fire python changed its appearance and reopened the wine shop, but it did a lot of good deeds for this Taibai Mountain Fangyuan, and this young shopkeeper who claimed to be surnamed Gai was quite respected.

When the three of them entered the door, Zhao Changsheng walked straight to the round table, not polite at all. Waiting for Fang Cong to close the door behind, the fire python spirit fell to the ground on his knees, and said with a sad face: "Why is the great immortal here again, little demon, I haven't done anything bad in the past year or so! ”

Zhang Muliu shook his head and smiled, walked over to help the fire python spirit up, and said softly: "I have been to Nanshan before, I know everything about you, it's not bad, today I came to meet the old man." ”

The fire python spirit was relieved, and hurriedly beckoned Zhang Muliu and Fang Onion to sit down, and when he lifted the teapot, he suddenly saw Zhao Changsheng's empty sleeves, and he asked stubbornly: "What's wrong with the little boy? ”

The young man in white smiled secretly, this fire python is really humane.

Zhao Changsheng smiled: "It's just a trivial matter, but you, this guy, finally no longer looks like a second tail." ”

The fire python smiled, "It's a shame that the donkey master didn't come, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to speak loudly." ”

At the beginning, the young man's hoof scared this fire python enough that this guy had to take a detour when he saw the donkey later.

He actually knew that the young man who had abolished the middle-aged Taoist priest with one kick would come again, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

Zhang Muliu never drank tea, but drank the wine in the wine gourd, and every time he drank it, it was as if he had eaten honey.

"It's already good to help the township pave roads and build bridges. The so-called good deeds do not have to save many people, leaving a section of the eaves for passers-by to shelter from the sun and rain is already a great good deed. You're doing a good job. ”

The fire python spirit exhaled this time, he was very afraid of this guy who was really terrifying. Later, the fire python spirit was kind and kind everywhere he went, and he had to apologize for a while if he accidentally teased the baby crying.

For the young man in white in front of him, killing a fire python spirit was like crushing a bed bug, effortless, and no one would cry out for him.

"Childe may not believe it, I really like people, I thought about using my own strength to make the residents of Fangyuan live a better life, but I can't do it, I really can't do good things when I threaten that stinky cow's nose at that time. The anaconda said with a smile.

Zhang Muliu nodded and said with a smile: "The old storyteller below is a little nicer to others." ”

Saying that, he flicked his fingers and hit a flame on the fire python spirit, the latter was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed again, Zhang Muliu said helplessly: "A wisp of fire intent, it should be able to help you practice, and if the realm is a little higher, it will not be a demon to the people passing by." ”

As he spoke, he stood up and prepared to leave, and when he arrived at the door, he smiled faintly and said softly: "If you encounter something that you can't get over, the premise is that you are worthy of your own heart, you can go to the Nanshan monks for help, and they will help." By the way, what's your name Gai?"

The fire python trembled and raised its head, "Gai Xuan." ”

............

Leaving Taibai Mountain, several people were no longer in a hurry, and began to walk slowly in the mountains, in the vast snow, the young man with a broken arm was dressed in a black robe, which was very eye-catching. And the square onion in a dark green dress is as its name suggests.

Only a white dress was hidden in the snow, and from time to time there was a vermilion wine gourd swaying.

Along the Taibai Mountain to the west, there is a big mountain, it is a military sage who is proficient in the way of Huang Lao resides in seclusion, there is a Liuhou temple on the mountain, there is a Xuannu cave.

An emperor once said that the marquis who stayed behind: "In the tent of the husband's strategy, the decisive victory is thousands of miles away, and I might as well do it." ”

For some reason, Zhang Muliu didn't really want to go to that peak. It seems that I have some strange feelings about the place where the Xuannu is enshrined, but I can't tell what it feels like.

Fang Cong originally wanted to go shopping, but she followed Zhang Muliu, but it was really a tour of the mountains and rivers. It's just that seeing that the young man's interest is not high, he didn't mention going up the mountain again.

As for Zhao Changsheng, he didn't have any interest in going up the mountain to take a look.

So a few people didn't go to the Zibai Mountain, but went east to a few small towns, and arrived at Taicheng in the evening.

Entering the city, Fang Cong asked, "Do you want them to come together?"

Zhang Muliu smiled faintly, "I naturally hope that a lover will eventually become a family." ”

The girl pursed her lips, and said to Zhao Changsheng again: "Ouch, can you not look like a ghost all day long, as if others owe you tens of thousands of springs." ”

Zhao Changsheng was puzzled: "What is Quan'er?"

Fang Cong kept rolling his eyes, and said in his heart that he was still a little prince, but he didn't know it.

Zhang Muliu smiled and said softly: "Let's go and have a look, and then Edgeworth will rush to Xingze and return to Chang'an tomorrow." ”

As he spoke, he walked to the great Confucian who had previously recruited relatives from Wen, Zhang Muliu pasted a talisman for each of the two people around him, and hid his figure into the big mansion.

Zhao Changsheng had a slightly strange look for the first time, and said: "How rich is this family? If you enter the courtyard a few more, you will be able to catch up with my family's palace." ”

Fang Cong listened on the side, with a strange expression, "The palace of your Song Kingdom is not as big as my backyard. ”

Zhao Changsheng concluded, there is no way to talk this day.

Zhang Muliu recognized the girl at a glance, and the woman was sitting in a small pavilion in the snow, crying.

The one-armed boy sighed, the woman's ending had already been guessed.

The young man in white shook his head and smiled, and said softly: "Don't worry, when you see her crying, you don't know why she is crying, how can you conclude that the scholar is responsible for her?"

Zhang Muliu slightly revealed his sword intent, an illusory figure appeared out of thin air, this family immortal's arms trembled, and he hugged his fists and said, "Shangxian is returning to his hometown?"

The young man nodded, his eyes looked at the weeping woman, and the family fairy in front of him sighed, and said with a wry smile: "I listened to the words of the immortal, and the people in the family have never interfered with the two, maybe this is fate." ”

Zhang Muliu asked, "Everyone is still alive, right?"

The family fairy nodded, "That kid became a tanhualang, and when he came back, he went to the house to propose marriage, and the marriage was originally decided, so he waited to pass the door, but who knew that suddenly an immortal came to the house, and insisted on accepting this girl as an apprentice." She didn't want to agree, but the immortal threatened the lives of the Ji family, so she could only agree. ”

The family immortal knelt down as he spoke, and begged: "I don't know what realm that person is, can the immortal wait, and when that person comes, if he can help, help my junior!"

Zhang Muliu turned his head with a smile and said to Zhao Changsheng, "Do you think we can help?"

Zhao Changsheng grabbed his right sleeve and said in a deep voice: "Help!"

The three of them swept out of the courtyard in an instant, and walked to the door of the great Confucian again, Zhao Changsheng stepped forward alone, raising his hand to knock on the door.

After a while, an old man opened the door through a crack, revealing only one mouth, and said, "What are you doing? ”

Zhang Muliu stepped forward, put one hand behind him, and said with a smile: "This seat has traveled here, and when I see the black gas in your house, I must have made some kind of goblin." ”

The old man opened the door, handed Zhao Changsheng a five-baht coin, shook his head and said, "Everyone, go to other places to deceive, our Ji Mansion is not a goblin." ”

The young man in white smiled faintly, stretched out his left hand and pinched his fingers, and said with a smile: "Yes, according to this seat, it is the lady of this mansion who has provoked the goblin, and she will come again tomorrow." ”

As he spoke, he shouted at You Fang, and the long sword behind Fang Cong's back suddenly came out of his body and held it in his hand for the young man in white.

"I'm Namu Qiushan Zhang Beigu, and I've traveled here to help your family get rid of demons. ”

The old man was startled by the young man in white, and hurriedly ran into the courtyard, and after closing the door, he heard the panicked words: "Oh no!

Fang Cong put You Fang on his back again, and said helplessly: "You guy wants to scare people again." ”

After only a short while, a middle-aged man pushed open the door, this person was dressed in a Confucian shirt, and he had the air of a scholar.

"Can the fairy really save the little girl?" the first sentence of the middle-aged man was this.

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "It's just a little demon, why worry about it, I guess it doesn't need to be tomorrow, it will come here in an hour, and then I will get rid of the demon." ”

The middle-aged man was suspicious, and a woman on the side pulled his sleeve and said softly: "Master, this is a charlatan, let's not be deceived." ”

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "If the immortal is really capable, even if I am allowed to astigmatize my family wealth, I will not frown." ”

Zhang Muliu shook his head and said: "How can this seat be the kind of person who is greedy for money, and when the time comes, I will give you a demon and don't want a penny." ”

Following the middle-aged man into the courtyard, the young man in white walked directly to the pavilion, glanced at the woman, turned his head and drank the Ji family, leaving only the middle-aged man, and then asked, "Do you want to be an immortal or do you want to be with that poor scholar?"

The woman's voice was miserable, as if she had drunk a lot of wine, "With him by my side, I don't envy the mandarin ducks or the immortals." Without him, what's the point of living for thousands of years? ”

The young man nodded, waved his hand and sent You Fang into Zhao Changsheng's hands, and said indifferently: "This sword is my first sword, you use it to kill demons." ”

Zhao Changsheng took the long sword in his hand and said tentatively: "Don't ask about the ins and outs?"

Zhang Muliu looked at the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "That so-called immortal, is it a self-proclaimed Jiuzhang Shan Shui Bao Dao person?"

The one-armed boy instantly realized that it was the mountain.

Fang Cong didn't say a word since he entered the door, and finally couldn't help it at this moment, and the girl said, "Why don't you ask where that Tanhualang went?

Fang Cong felt that this girl was too unworthy.

The young man in white found a horse to sit in the snow, took off the wine gourd, and drank non-stop.

How could he not know Fang Cong's careful thoughts, even if he deliberately did not spy on the voices of others now, the girl's thoughts were almost engraved on her face.

She just felt that Tanhualang should not be indifferent, but Zhang Muliu knew that he would never be indifferent.

After becoming a tanhualang, he immediately came back to propose marriage, how could such a person be indifferent?

Zhang Muliu remembered that once the little uncle asked him to bring something to the little aunt, but because he didn't get some things, when he walked to the entrance of Xiaozhushan Village, he saw the little uncle running from behind sweating.

Zhang Muliu, who was still a child, said at that time: "Wouldn't it be better for you to let the people who rushed to the market bring it tomorrow? Why are you so tired?"

At that time, the little uncle smiled and said, "I am too slow to give you something for your aunt right away." ”

So Zhang Muliu knows that the more people he loves, the less sweet words he will talk and the more he will do.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, a few laughs, and a middle-aged Taoist with a dust whisk in his hand appeared out of thin air, and when he opened his mouth, his sharp teeth were exposed.

The woman in the pavilion was like ashes, and she didn't react at all. The middle-aged man who was sitting quietly on the side knelt on the snow and begged, "Ji Ping begged the fairy to save the little girl." ”

Zhang Muliu nodded with a smile, looked at the man, and asked, "Do you know me?"

The new mountain master of Jiuzhang Mountain only turned his head and saw that his legs and stomachs were spinning, and he turned around to run, but a young man in a big red official uniform was dragged into the yard and thrown into the yard, and there was a sword qi cage buckled, and this yellow eel spirit couldn't run at this time.

The one who threw people into the yard was naturally the Tanhualang.

As soon as the woman in the pavilion saw the young man, she immediately lost her previous resigned appearance, ran out and knelt in front of Zhang Muliu in a few steps, and choked up: "Ask the Immortal Sect to teach me." ”

Fang Cong stepped forward to help the woman up, Zhang Muliu looked at the Tanhualang with a smile, gave a thumbs up, and then shouted: "Changsheng, why are you stunned?"

Zhao Changsheng is still in the foundation building realm, and he has almost no chance of winning against Yuanying. But the eldest brother let him make a move, and he was relieved.

Although there was a long sword in his hand, the one-armed young man still waved a broadsword and walked forward, under the sword qi of You Fang's own body, in a few breaths, the yellow eel essence that claimed to be a water treasure Taoist was cut down and only one breath was left.

Zhao Changsheng finally showed a confident smile and shouted, "Good sword!"

The young man in white shook his head and said with a smile: "Tanhualang is good, the Ji family is married to a daughter, and it is not a loss." ”

Fang Shallot pouted and took out a stone urn from his small purse, and took away the yellow eel essence with a raised hand.

After a white light, there was only a father and daughter left in the courtyard, and a son-in-law who was certain.

That Tanhualang came with a determination to die, and there was nothing to do in a daze. He turned his head to look at the woman who was crying silently, and for some reason his eyes were red.

Ji Ping bowed deeply towards the place where Zhang Muliu was sitting, and shouted, "Thank you!"

............

When Xingze appeared, there was a sword light from Fengcheng, and the water potential of several swords fell several zhang, and since then, Daze, which appeared out of thin air, has a sword-wielding stone statue.

Qiao Yushan's reputation is now not inferior to Zhang Muliu, but whenever it comes to water control, this young man will definitely be mentioned.

No, when I go to Xingze, I am accompanied by King Xuan.

Fengcheng has already encircled Xingze in it, and if you want to get in and out, you have to rely on a boat.

The Song State and the Liang State generally had the post of Zhenze General Soldier, and the official rank was as high as the second rank. The general army of Zhenze in Yingze was encamped at the mouth of the river that flowed into Weishui in Xingze, but whenever the flood occurred, he would die first.

It's just that Mr. Qiao and King Xuan came here together, so he had to accompany them to this Fengcheng.

The farther west or north you go, even if it's only a few hundred miles, it's still much colder. It was late at night, and the chief soldier was still taking Qiao Yushan and King Xuan on the official ship of Xingze.

I have been reading it for several days, and Qiao Yushan always has a scroll of Kanyu map in his hand.

Qiao Yushan, dressed in a Confucian shirt, pointed at Xingze, and rowed west towards Langshui on the edge of Tongzhou, sighing: "This is a big project! There is no big water here, and it is a little powerless to rely on only a Weishui to alleviate the flood in Xingze." For the sake of today's plan, we can only dig a few small rivers through Yingze, and then open another big river to the southwest and pour it into Langshui. ”

Zhao Xuan nodded, "The water on our side is all from west to east, and there is nowhere else to go except Langshui." But won't the river be heavier by then?"

Qiao Yushan said with a smile: "Uncle Xuan, don't worry, as long as Yue Guo does what I gave him and connects well with Liang Guo, Yun Mengze and Peng Ze will not have any problems." ”

Zhao Xuan smiled, turned his head to look at the armored general beside him, and asked, "Chief Gong, what do you see?"

The second-grade military attache named Gong Xia scratched his head and said helplessly: "The prince knows that I am a big boss, and it is okay to use my life to block the water, but I still have to hand it over to Mr. Qiao to control the water with my brain." ”

Zhao Xuan stretched his waist and said with a smile: "Yushan, let's go back, then the big blasphemy will definitely rely on the monks to dig it, and leave this matter to the emperor for his own headache." ”

Qiao Yushan smiled faintly and said softly, "Uncle Xuan, who do you see coming?"

A flash of sword light came, and Gong Xia frowned and protected the two of them. It looks heroic, but in fact, his eyelids tremble.

This is a fucking sword fairy.

After the sword light, a white suit and two people stopped on the deck, Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "Why is Godfather old again?"

Zhao Xuan pushed Gong Xia away and shouted "Hey, son!" Go up and give Zhang Muliu a bear hug.

Fang Onion's face was strange, and Zhao Changsheng kept rolling his eyes.

The one-armed boy muttered, "That's my godson, my son is here!"

After the bear hug, Zhang Muliu said helplessly: "Changsheng has fallen into the vinegar vat, you hurry up and hug him." ”

Zhao Xuan smiled slightly, then looked at Zhao Changsheng, raised his eyebrows and said, "The bastard boy has come back to life?"

Zhao Changsheng smiled and said, "Dad, I still have to go to the rivers and lakes." ”

A father and son returned to Fengcheng on an official boat, Zhang Muliu and Qiao Yushan each sat on a small boat with a large jar of wine, and at the other end was a girl with a sword on her back.

The two are together, don't talk about things first, and drink the wine first.

After the two large jars of wine were in their stomachs, Qiao Yushan asked with a smile: "How is it?"

Zhang Muliu nodded, and said that he almost died, thanks to my father's cross-border clone to save me.

As he spoke, a sword formation was raised, but it didn't isolate Fang Cong.

"The matter of Xiaozhushan has been clarified, let's talk about it together when we return to our hometown. I'll go back to my hometown in November, drop off my children, and then go to the north. Now that I have made up my mind to stand on my own, I will complete the mountain a year ago, and seize the time to open a long-term business road. Zhang Muliu said.

Qiao Yushan took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Let's not worry about seeking revenge first, let's stabilize our roots first." Why are you in a hurry to do that bird? After standing on your own mountain, all eyes will only be on you. For example, if all continents know the reputation of Zhang Chop today, it is easy to learn from you. ”

The young man in white smiled, "When I found out about this in Skinny Continent, I actually felt a little like God helping me, and I even secretly helped them to help them." ”

The scholar frowned slightly, suddenly stretched out, shook his head and smiled: "Are you thinking about it like when you were a child?"

Zhang Muliu nodded.

The girl with the sword on her back listened to the words of the two in the stern of the boat, and she was at a loss. The two of them obviously said something that didn't match each other, but they could still look at each other and smile, and then pour wine into each other.

Qiao Yushan didn't ask Fang Cong what was going on, and Zhang Muliu didn't ask the Legalist nun in Jinling.

After the two of them drank and lost a boat of wine tanks, Zhang Muliu suddenly stood up, looked at the blurred stone statue in the distance, and said softly: "Julujing, do you know? ”

The young man in white was full of wine, took out a free scarf Dao crown, and said with a wry smile: "I have become the highest Taoist priest in the world, and he is the old Taoist priest of Kaiyuan Temple, and he should be the second disciple of Daozu." ”

Qiao Yushan frowned and asked, "You can always talk about your business now, right?"

Zhang Muliu sighed, and told all the things about the old man who met Peng Ze and dreamed about it for three thousand years. Qiao Yushan sighed and said: "Nu Ai is just a passing mention in the book, one says that it is an ancient country, and the other says that she is the first female general in the world, who is well versed in the art of war and strategy, and her skills are extremely profound. ”

The young man in white smiled: "That's no way! I have to know who the person who calculates me is." It's just that I have a daughter-in-law and a daughter now, and no matter what, I will only marry her. ”

Fang Onion in the rear heard this, and lowered his head for no reason.

Dressed in white, he suddenly withdrew the sword array, and the swimming party behind Fang Onion instantly went out of his body, and a sword light went straight to the huge stone statue.

Zhang Muliu hovered in the air, looked at the stone statue holding the giant deer well, and hugged his fists:

"Thank you for the grace of the predecessor who borrowed the sword. ”

............

Long Da took Liu Gong on a trip to his own territory in the future, and when he came back, he bought a house.

In addition to Long Da and Liu Gong, the first person to move in was that Zhanbuzhou Jianzi.

Jiang Mohang stayed in Fuyao City for more than half a month, and only went to a battlefield in the east to earn half a year's money in the general Hedao realm.

The second one to come was Jiang Huang, who went to Meng Junze for a while.

Followed by the four monks of the Harmony Dao, seeing that Liu Gong was just a Jindan realm, they walked into the house with a proud face. But before the four of them could become arrogant, they were beaten half to death by Jiang Mohang.

The latest to come, but also the most people.

It's Le Qing who has been beaten crooked, Bai Lu and Qing Ye. Zhang Lan's father and daughter and promises.

There are also Zhang Zaozao, Mo Miaomiao, and Demon Ling.

I didn't come from the autumn water.

That night, a very beautiful young man ran to a luxurious palace and said to the two tails who were sitting above:

"Master, why are we provoking that guy surnamed Zhang? If you go and look at that house, eight out of ten people can slap us to death. ”

Yu Mengmeng smiled: "What are you afraid of?