"Master, who are you waiting for?"

"I ...... Waiting for someone. ”

"Master, when is the person you are waiting for coming?"

"I don't know this. ”

"Master, according to your orders, everything is ready, then why should we still set off for "Lingyun Village"?"

In a wooden house made of grass tents, about ten years old a year, a handsome young man, carrying a black burden and a cyan long sword, with a solemn face, walked slowly to the window of the house.

At this moment, in front of the window of this thatched hut, there was a middle-aged man wearing a white robe with a handsome face, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but he stood with his hands on his shoulders, his eyes were blank, and he looked out of the window quietly, the crystal clear, like the snowflakes like rain.

"Jun'er, I would like to ask you, what do you think is the difference between this year's snow and the blooming cold plum compared to previous years?"

The middle-aged man didn't hear it, but asked a little sadly.

"Master, Jun'er thinks that this year's snow, as well as the blooming cold plum, are no different from previous years, but Lu Meipo, a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, has a seven-character quatrain "Snow Plum" that sings about snow, which is very consistent with the beautiful scenery in front of him. ”

The young man turned his gaze to the window, and thought about it.

"Huh, huh?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he chuckled, and responded with a little curiosity: "Jun'er, then you said to be a teacher!"

"Mei Xue did not refuse to descend in the spring, and the saugers put aside the pen fee to comment on the chapter. Mei needs to be three points white in blood, but snow loses a piece of plum fragrance. ”

As soon as the young man's voice fell, the middle-aged man's lips opened slightly, his eyes turned to the window again, and he couldn't help but chant softly: "Mei Xu...... Sunsnow ...... Three points white, but the snow is ...... Lost plum ...... A piece of incense. ”

"Master, are you alright?"

When the young man saw the middle-aged man, he kept reciting the last two sentences of the poem, and couldn't help but feel strange and concerned and asked.

"Ah, it's okay...... It's okay to be a teacher. ”

The middle-aged man turned around, stretched out his hand on the young man's shoulder, patted him twice, and said with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth: "Let's go, immediately set off for "Lingyun Village". ”

"Yes, Master. ”

The young man replied respectfully, and the middle-aged man turned around quickly and walked towards the main entrance of the thatched hut.

"Master, your light skills are getting more and more skillful!"

The young man followed behind the middle-aged man, walked out of Lixu, and suddenly found that the middle-aged man's white shirt was fluttering, although he was walking in front, his feet did not leave a trace on the thick snow, and he couldn't help but praise softly.

"Jun'er, when did you learn to brag about patting horses? With your foundation and talent, as long as you practice diligently for a few years, you will definitely be better than the blue in the future, and you will never be under the teacher. ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he shook his head, as if appreciating or disdainful, paused in his footsteps, and continued to walk forward.

"Thank you Master for your affirmation, Jun'er, you will definitely work hard. ”

When the young man heard this, he changed his smile and responded with a serious face.

"Well, that's good. ”

The middle-aged man nodded, his body moved, and the pace under his feet deliberately accelerated a little, it turned out that the middle-aged man heard the words of the young man, and he wanted to test the apprentice's kung fu, and when the young man saw this, he refused to admit defeat, and tried his best to chase after him.

"Lingyunzhuang", located in Yangzhou, the first prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River, is known as "the first village in the world" by the martial arts of its owner Lingyunnan, the chivalrous name is far-reaching, and the love is important, so it is respected by the martial arts people as "the first village in the world".

Today, the snow is falling, the cold wind is cold, like a knife like a stab, but it is still difficult to hide the joy of "the first village in the world", because, in three days, it is the happy day of its owner Ling Yunnan.

All the gangs in the martial arts, all those who received the invitation to the "Lingyunzhuang" wedding card, they were all sent out at the first time, and the people with extremely high status in their own sect came to congratulate them.

At this moment, a hundred miles away from "Lingyun Village", there are no less than 50 people resting in a tea house for passing guests to rest.

They, while drinking tea, listened quietly, a shabby dress, holding a yellowed and old erhu, sitting in front of a rectangular case, plainly dressed, with an old face, and a wrinkled face, and a girl in her teens who clapped Allegro with one hand and wore a light green dress, sang and told the story: "Anyway, a hundred years ago, there was a strange person named Wu Buzhi in the rivers and lakes, he announced a "hero list" to the rivers and lakes every ten years, at that time, the "swordsmanship" of the Tsing Yi people ranked first, and Mo Shangke's "marksmanship" ranked second, laughing at the past"Flying knife stunt" ranked third. ”

"Grandpa, I heard that the third in line laughed at the past, and he was a genius with both civil and military skills?"

"Hahaha, yes, yes, this person is not only both civil and military, but also courageous, affectionate and righteous, and is a hero who is more respected and admired by martial arts. ”

"But, grandpa, I heard that although this laugh used to have a strong martial arts, and he never killed the enemy with only one sword, but in the end he was defeated by a young woman, is this true?"

"Girl, you're lonely. ”

When the old man heard this girl's words, he seemed to be in a good mood, and he smiled and hurriedly responded: "I think back then, this smile used to quell the chaos of the royal family of the Song Dynasty and kill the traitor royal family, he had four knives in a row, so it can be seen that his flying knife skills are not uncommon." ”

"Oh, grandpa, if you say that, wouldn't the flying knife that laughed at the past be amazing?"

When the girl heard the old man's words, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she seemed to be a little displeased.

"Hahaha, if his flying knife is not powerful, how many people in this world can block his flying knife? Who can, during the Three Kingdoms period, the five tiger generals of Shu State, Guan Yunchang's Qinglong Yanyue Knife?"

When the old man heard this, he explained again, and after explaining, he looked sad again, and sighed: "Alas, but it's a pity, this flying knife stunt that laughed at the past, since he retired to the rivers and lakes, has never appeared in the rivers and lakes again, and I don't know, in my old guy's lifetime, will I have the opportunity to witness the power and magic of this flying knife stunt once!"

"Grandpa, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to see you!"

When the girl heard this, she smiled and teased: "However, grandpa, I heard that there has been a mysterious person in the rivers and lakes recently, and every ten years, he will also announce the latest hero list to the heroes and heroes in the martial arts on the hero stone of the five factions and six sects, Huashan Sword, and on the hero list announced last year, there is a master, you will definitely be able to see his power this time." ”

"Oh, girl, then you might as well hurry up and listen to the judges. ”

When the old man heard this, his eyes lit up, he held Hu Xian's right hand, and pointed to the people present.

That is, Ye Suifeng, who ranked second on the hero list and was known as the "Cloud Piercing Sword". ”

"What?" "Cloud Piercing Sword" Ye Suifeng?"

As soon as the girl's voice fell, everyone in the tea house suddenly exploded like a pot, and they all started talking about it.

"Two years ago, this big devil and Ling Yunnan, the owner of the world's first village, fought a decisive battle on the top of Mount Tai, hasn't it been already a cliff......? How can it be alive?"

"Yes, that big devil has done a lot of evil, it is impossible not to die, it must be these two grandfathers and grandsons, in order to make some money here, temporarily made up nonsense. ”

"Well, absolutely, otherwise, if this big devil lives for a day, our rivers and lakes will not be at peace for a day. ”

"Well, this big devil is really terrifying, I still vaguely remember that our gang leader led me at that time, and some other heroes and heroes, chasing and gambling to kill him, one sword, just one sword, one sword he killed more than ten people. ”

"One sword can kill more than ten people? No way, you must have been mistaken at the time. ”

"No, I can't be mistaken, one sword, just one sword, really, he only made one sword at that time, and many heroes who killed the front didn't have time to pull out their weapons, so they fell down so inexplicably. ”

"In this way, this big devil leaves the wind, isn't it only a hundred years ago that Xiao Ji is an opponent?