The little girl watched the old man stretch out her index finger unhurriedly and touch the steaming wine bowl. I couldn't help but be anxious.

"Master, hurry up!"

The old man smiled very kindly, but his movements were still very slow.

The long jet-black wooden box was slowly opened by him, revealing a dark green sword without a scabbard. The sword is three feet three inches long and one inch and two minutes wide, and the spine and hilt are carved with textures like flowing water. And on the sword grid, there are two fonts written in small seals - no clothes.

The old man stretched out his index and middle fingers to pick up the long sword in the wooden box, and said in amazement.

"The sword is unsheathed, and the battle is not stopped. Qin Jian has no clothes and never dies. Good sword, really good sword. ”

The old man paused, and turned his gaze to the four disciples of the Diancang Sect. And then he said.

"It's a pity that such a good sword should kill such a bad person. ”

The four Diancang Sect disciples were already unbearable, and after hearing the other party humiliate them like this again, the reason in their hearts was instantly buried by anger.

Hearing only four sounds, the four of them drew out the four swords placed on the table at the same time. Three of them flew and stabbed at the old man, and one of them rushed straight at the little girl opposite the old man.

At the same moment when the four of them killed, the old man had already stood up, still holding the dark green long sword between his two fingers.

I saw the old man holding the blade of his sword and holding the sword across his chest. Like an old tree in spring, the twilight is new. From the moment he stood up, he went from a kind old man just now, to a high-spirited swordsman in an instant.

A true swordsman has only one sword, a sword that kills.

With a flash of the sword, the old man first caught up with the disciple of the Diancang Sect who pounced on the little girl. First, he opened the man's straight sword, and before the other party could accept the reblow, he quickly cut the opponent's throat with an extremely neat turn.

The remaining three disciples of the Diancang Sect saw that the old man had fled from under the swords of the three of them, and they wanted to make another sword if they missed the sword. But the old man, who seemed to be in his twilight years, was as light as a swallow. Just for a while, he easily avoided the three swords that stabbed straight at the point.

The three of them have to recruit and strike again, but where will someone give them a third chance.

Before the three Diancang Sect disciples had their swords withdrawn, their throats had already been slit, just like the first one to be cut, it was only a matter of moments.

The old man's movements were fast, but the sword in his hand was even faster. The shopkeeper who was about to get to the counter couldn't see his sword clearly, and not only could he not see the sword clearly, let alone the direction from which the throats of the four people had been cut.

But Sybil saw it - even though he could no longer hold a sword, he was still a swordsman.

The movement of the Blade Unloading Inn was also very fast, and as soon as the bodies of the four Diancang Sect disciples lay on the ground, seven or eight men entered the lobby and dragged them out. Before leaving, he wiped the blood on the ground clean, and put all the overturned tables and stools back in their places. If it weren't for the smell of blood in the air, Sybil would have thought that everything he had just done was just his hallucination.

The sword had been placed in the jet-black wooden box, and the wine on the table was still warm.

The old man sat back on the stool, and the kind expression he had had at the beginning appeared on his face again. The little girl picked up the apple on the table and smiled happily at Sybil.

The old man took a sip of wine from the bowl and said to Sybil.

"The boring people are gone, come and sit. ”

As Sybil sat down with his wine, the old man continued.

"You've decided?"

Sybil nodded, then refilled the other's wine. I only heard the old man sigh.

"Back then, all the major sects besieged the Blood Knife Gate, killing Chu Xiong, the master of the Blood Knife Gate, and destroying the disciples of the Blood Knife Gate. In order to avenge his father Chu Xiong, Chu Mumu's girl was plotted to death. Now you want to avenge that girl again, don't you make it clear that you want to be enemies of the various sects?"

Sybil smiled and replied.

"The four people that my predecessor just killed are all disciples of the Diancang Sect, and you are already an enemy of the Diancang Sect. As a junior, it should be better than the blue, wouldn't it be better to have a few more sects hostile?"

Before the old man could speak, the little girl on the side suddenly laughed mysteriously.

"It's not my master who killed them, it's your sword!"

Sybil was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly understood something, and couldn't help but shake his head

It is true that sword names are easier to become famous than human names. The first thing the Dian Cang Sect knew would only be Sybil's sword.

If you've already decided what you're going to do, why worry about the consequences?

I saw Sybil take out a token from his bosom and put it on the table, and there was only one word on the token, the word 'Ji'. It was the token of the guard who died in the valley.

When the little girl saw the token, she was surprised to stretch out her little hand and take it. While shaking it curiously with the token, he said to the old man.

"Master, master, look at this brand! It's exactly the same as Uncle Ji's! The last time I stole it to play, I was scolded by my father!"

When Sybil heard this, he looked at the little girl in front of him in surprise, as if she had a thousand words to say, but she didn't know what to say.

The old man slowly stretched out his thumbless palm and took the token from the little girl's hand. And in that kind eyes, there was a trace of imperceptible sadness.

The thumbless hand was holding the token tightly. He wanted to laugh, but he was afraid of the sadness of his own laughter. I want to cry, but I'm afraid of scaring the little girl. I had to hold back the breath in my chest and still said kindly.

"Good boy, my little autumn cool. Don't call me master in the future, I want to hear you call grandpa. ”

The little girl blinked her watery eyes and scratched her head in confusion and asked.

"But grandpa, don't you like Qiu Liang to call you master?"

The old man smiled, but there was no smile in his smile.

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long, long time had passed. The swordsman, who was still in high spirits just now, finally realized that he was old.

"Go upstairs and bring the big piece that your father gave to grandpa, grandpa is a little cold. ”

The old man's tone was very normal, and no one could feel how sad he was.

As early as half a month ago, when the previous Ji Clan's Sect Master's wife, that is, his daughter, was forced to die alive, he did not react.

Now, his son and daughter-in-law are forced to commit suicide again, and he still has no reaction.

A person who is bullied does not resist, either because he is cowardly, or because he is not bullied badly enough.

The old man is not a cowardly person, and he has been bullied very badly. After the little girl reluctantly went upstairs to get her clothes, he slowly spoke to Sybil.

"I want you to save someone. ”

The old man's face was no longer a kind smile. His eyes were glowing, murderous light.

Sybil bowed slightly, he already knew who he was trying to save.

Because the old man asked him to save it, it was the same person who asked him to save it from the Zhou couple - the niece of the Zhou couple, the granddaughter of the old man, and the eldest lady of the Ji family, Ji Caiyin.

At this point, there is no need to say any more.

The old man suddenly stood up, wrapped his tattered cotton jacket full of patches, and went straight to the door of the inn. The snow outside the door has stopped, but the grievances on the rivers and lakes will not stop.

The little girl had already taken the piece of precious silk and walked over to the old man.

In addition to a large piece of fish on her hand, there is also half a crispy fish, a fish of a fish.

Ah Yu had already jumped into the lobby from the second floor, and was very angry looking at the back of the little girl with a ponytail.

"Childe, there are thieves!"

Before Sybil could speak, the little girl turned around with a big fish in one hand and half a crispy fish in the other.

"This is not stealing! This is borrowing, borrowing without repayment!"

The little girl's mouth still had food residues on it, and a pair of big watery eyes blinked.

Ah Yu looked at those eyes and only said one word, a sentence that made the little girl blush instantly.

"It's so pretty......"

The wind outside the inn was very strong, and the hearts of the people who blew were chilling.

The old man put on a big hat, took the little girl's hand, and gradually disappeared into the vast night. When they left, they did not take the unscabbarded sword, for the first time they had borrowed and returned. Or, the old man felt that he could no longer hold the sword, and it was useless to take it away.

- Although his hands are no longer able to hold a sword, he can still use it to kill.

Ah Yu looked at the little girl's disappearing back and asked suspiciously.

"Childe, who are they?"

Sybil drank another bowl of wine.

"Thirty years ago, Huashan was a peerless swordsman who overwhelmed the crowd in terms of swordsmanship. ”

The blind Sieber also came to the lobby at some point, smashed it, smashed it, and then said at the end of the conversation.

"Zhou Yaoshan, the people of the rivers and lakes are called a sword immortal. A sword pavilion next to the West Lake was set up for him at the earliest. It's a pity that the peerless swordsman who has been loved by countless women from the family. After that Huashan sword, he married his female apprentice in a state of criticism, and cut off his thumb and no longer held a sword. ”

Sybil had drunk the last bowl of wine, he was drunk, but his mind was still clear, and he had to confirm one thing before he could avoid another.

"Xibo, which is Li'er's room?"

Siber listened to Sybil's slurred words and laughed helplessly.

"We blind old man don't know what sins he created in his previous life, but he gave birth to such a daughter. Childe, why don't you just get rid of her?"

Ah Yu smiled and said to Sybil.

"Sister Li'er is in room three, and Xibo and I are in room two. Childe, your room is number one. But Sister Li'er said that no matter which room you choose, you will meet her. ”

Sybil wrote down the room number and went up to the second floor in a drunken state. As he expected, the wooden sign with the number written on it hanging outside the room had long been disrupted by Silier.

He knew that there were only four of them left in the inn tonight, so he wasn't afraid of other guests in the room at all. And Silier deliberately shuffled the room number in order to let Sybil enter her room by mistake when she was drunk. For the sake of prudence, Sybil did not enter any of the rooms in the One Two Three, but directly entered the Wood room.

The morning dawn has arrived, and the snow has melted.

When the snow first melts, it is the coldest part of winter. The charcoal fire in the room burned all night and was just extinguished at dawn. Sybil was lying on the bed and had not fully woken up, and in the fog he could vaguely feel as if someone was blowing hot air in his ear.

Only to hear a delicate call ringing in his ears.

"Childe, you only thought of the fourth layer, but Li'er has already thought of the fifth layer. ”

Siria's voice was very gentle, and she was also very shy. Because at this moment Sybil was lying on her bed, and she was wearing only a nearly transparent gauze on her body.

The charcoal fire in the room was very strong last night, and Xi Li'er was a person who was very afraid of heat. A fine layer of sweat was already hot on her body, and the sari was sweat-absorbing and clinging to her wonderful body.

Silier knew that Sybil was awake, but she didn't dare to open her eyes to look at her. But she didn't need Sybil to open her eyes, she just needed to take his hand and put his hand where countless men wanted to touch it.

Seeing Sybil forcibly pretending to be asleep, she laughed as she ate, laughing like a spring breeze, shy and natural.

As she grinned evilly, she took Sybil's hand and pressed it against the fish-like part of her chest.

The shopkeeper of the Blade Dump Inn suddenly shouted outside the door.

"Invite the guest officer to the lobby for a while, last night's severed finger left you some silver. ”

Sybil had withdrawn his dangling hand and flipped out of the room without opening his eyes. The angry Xi Li'er said indignantly.

"How much money can an old man in a torn padded jacket have? One tael or two taels?

In the lobby, Xibo and Ah Yu had already arrived at the counter. As soon as Ah Yu saw Sybil coming down from the stairs with a blue face, he couldn't help but shout.

"Childe!"

I don't know if I was frightened or stimulated, Ah Yu seemed to stutter suddenly, and said intermittently.

"Childe! one! one or two silver!"

Hearing this, Xi Li'er also walked out of the room, wearing only a fox fur coat over her almost transparent gauze robe. Da Yu was much larger than her petite body, and was being dragged to the ground by her carelessly.

Through the unwrapped fox fur, I saw the pair of proud chests, like a half-covered white rabbit. As she walked down the stairs, the pair of white rabbits jumped up and down.

After she walked down the stairs, she slightly wrapped the fox fur on her body and said with disdain.

"Look, I know. ”

Sybil walked to the counter, and the shopkeeper placed a ledger in front of him. There are many words in the ledger, but the most eye-catching one is only one word - 100 million.

Zhou Yaoshan left so much money, there must be a purpose. Sybil didn't open his mouth to ask, but listened to the shopkeeper.

"When you are unitary today, you will know when the time comes. ”

After saying that, he handed Sybil two pieces of rolled rice paper and told him to go back to his room and look at them.

After Sybil took the rice paper, he instructed Ah Yu to go to the street to inquire about the news of the eldest lady of the Ji family. Then he immediately returned to his room, ready to check the information on the rice paper.

Siber didn't enter the room, but just stood outside the door and laughed evilly.

"We're blind, you just put paper on our faces, and we can't see what's on it. Li'er, you've been out there for three years, so you're sure you've seen a lot of things. Come in and help Childe take a look!"

After hearing this, Xi Li'er couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker, and couldn't help but lie down in Xi Bo's ear and say softly.

"Dad, you're not blind, your eyes are bright!"

In the guest room, the rolled rice paper was slowly unfolded by Xi Li'er and placed side by side on the wooden table in the room.

That's two paintings. In the first painting, a sword is depicted. A sword as red as blood, with a phoenix looming in the scabbard, is none other than Childe Bill's neon sword.

Although Sybil had doubts in his heart, he didn't take it too seriously. There are many people in the rivers and lakes who know this sword, and there are many people who can draw it so similarly.

He cared about the second painting. In the second painting, a young woman of twenty years old is depicted.

I saw the woman in the painting, wearing a waist-length skirt with red edges on a white background and a jade hosta on her head. Her long hair was draped behind her, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

She had a quiet smile on her face, and her full red lips opened slightly, allowing people to vaguely see the snow-white shell teeth hidden inside. The slim body is slender but not weak. The white fingers curled up slightly, and he was holding a cluster of pale red cherry blossoms.

Sybil watched quietly, he had seen the painting.

Just three years ago, Chu Mumu had just died. Ji Zi, the sect leader of the Ji clan who had not died of illness at that time, was proud, so he sent someone to send this painting, intending to marry the person in the painting to him.

But he refused at that time, rejecting the olive branch thrown by the first family of martial arts, and also rejecting the eldest lady of the Ji family in the painting. Since then, the news has spread to the rivers and lakes, causing an uproar in the rivers and lakes. Sybil naturally has a reputation for being single-minded, but the eldest lady of the Ji family, Ji Caiyin. The person in the painting who looks like a fairy has since become a joke in the rivers and lakes.

Silier stood at the table, smoothing the two paintings with her hands. When I looked up, I saw that Sybil was staring intently at the painting of a woman. For a while, he was jealous, and he couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Hmph, what's the use of being good-looking! The important thing is to be big!"

As she spoke, Xi Li'er faded away from the fox fur on her body, and proudly stood up the white rabbit as big as a wooden fish and only covered with a layer of gauze.

Seeing this, Sybil immediately turned away from her. I wanted to walk out of the guest room quickly, but it seemed like something suddenly happened.

Seeing that his pace was slowing down, Xi Li'er thought that he had finally figured it out. He was about to take off the only layer of gauze on his body, when he heard a faint word from Sybil. A deliberate sentence that angered her.

"Sometimes big is also a burden, and high is what everyone wants. ”

Cilier opened her mouth in surprise, as if she didn't believe that the words came from Sybil's mouth.

You must know that in the past, when she was walking around the rivers and lakes, those stinky men couldn't help but drool greedily as soon as they saw her graceful body. If you meet a well-read reader, you will even write poems and paintings for her, even if that person has a stupid mouth, she will praise her for being a bird.

And now, Sybil not only thinks she has big breasts, but even says she's short!

Silier couldn't help biting her charming lower lip angrily, and looked viciously at Sybil's back as she walked out of the door. But a moment later, she burst out laughing again. Laughing and laughing, and laughing and trembling.

Why is she laughing?

No. She laughed because Sybil didn't know, didn't know that it was Bill, the son she liked.

There was only one person left in the guest room, and she slowly picked up the fox fur on the ground and gently stroked the fox fur on the da. Then he slowly turned around and looked at the closed window.

In her eyes, which were originally seductive, there were wisps of autumn water at the moment.

"Linglong. There are only two positions in Childe's heart, one is Mu Mu's, and the other is not yours. ”

When the sun sets, night falls.

A money dealer named Chen Million came to the Blade Relief Inn to look for Sybil.

I saw that the shopkeeper of the money bank named Chen Million had a solemn face on his big belly, and as soon as he entered the door, he shouted to a thin old man with his back to him.

"Hey, old man, where is Bill?"

Xibo sat in the lobby, with his back to Chen Million, and was leisurely drinking tea. Hearing someone call him, he slowly turned his head away.

It doesn't matter what happened, Chen Million, who had a big belly and a solemn face, almost peed his pants in fright when he saw Xibo's eyes like corroded flowers.

I saw him smack and scolded with disgust.

"Bah! His grandmother's is so unlucky. ”

At this time, Sybil had already come to the lobby, and he was looking for the shopkeeper of the Blade Dumping Inn, but suddenly saw someone spitting on Sieber, and he couldn't help frowning and greeted him.

Sybil was about to speak, but saw Siber wave his hand, and said disapprovingly.

The pot-bellied Chen Million saw someone come forward and wanted to stand up for the blind man. Immediately took out a dagger from his bosom, placed it between Sybil and him, and then said with a sneer.

"Don't look for trouble, boy, and you don't ask who I am. ”