Chapter 112 Qingzhou Order

The development of the situation in the Chaotian Sect was beyond the control of Bai Xiuwu, who was both a butcher and a sect master.

A few ordinary villagers, he doesn't seem to have the ability to solve it, and in the face of stronger people in the future, I am afraid that he can only hide behind the little apprentice and shout cheers.

said that he was aggrieved, but it was not, it was a shame or something, Bai Xiuwu, who had killed pigs for decades and was called a butcher, had a face that was not so tender.

The only problem is a little awkward, what kind of strength the little apprentice has, and what kind of status he will have in the future, but now he has to do it to a few ordinary villagers, and he has lost his identity.

A peerless treasure knife is used to kill pigs and destroy the heavens.

I don't have anything to say, I'm older, I have to accept my fate, Li Xian, this kid can't do it without a helper, and he doesn't need to do anything about bullshit.

The eldest apprentice, no, the second child, is far away in Zhongshan School Palace; the third child is a little younger, and the road is still long; his own daughter, how can he fight and kill.

Bai Xiuwu, who has never been very angry, gathered only a few apprentices and gave a death order: "Chengye, Xiaoguo, and the girl, you three, from today onwards, you don't have to do other things, you have to practice, and practice the things that Li Xian sorted out for you; don't tell me that your talent is not good, you are afraid of hardship; if you feel that you can't do it, you will get out." I still want to kill pigs for the rest of my life, you are not ashamed, we are all ashamed of you. It's not the same time anymore, and it's no longer possible to hold on to the original idea. You have to be motivated, you have to have a little planning. ”

The three apprentices are only submissive, Bai Xiuwu doesn't say anything, they will also redouble their efforts.

They also saw that the little junior brother was getting more and more powerful, and in a short period of time, the three major forces in Que'er Ridge had already come to the door to show their goodwill, and even a fool could feel the huge changes after the little junior brother went up the mountain.

The master let the hard work, and the three of them will not be ambiguous.

Time flies very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, in early September, there are no yellow leaves to be seen in the mountains and forests of Qi'er Ridge, bare, and there is no green at all.

On the fifteenth day of the first half of the month, there will be a lively lantern festival in Qingtai County under the mountain.

This is the favorite few days of these people in the Chaotian Sect in the past, lively, fun, no matter how busy he is from childhood to adulthood, Bai Xiuwu will also let a few children go out to play.

After practicing for many days in a row, several apprentices were also quite tired, so they just let them go down the mountain to have fun.

Young people, the playful nature can't be stopped.

On September 12, Li Xian and the four of them had breakfast and went to Qingtai County.

Bai Xiuwu didn't go, there are still a lot of things to tidy up the house and buildings on the mountain, and the lantern festival is just like that, young people are rare, he, the pig killer who goes down the mountain to sell pork every year, looks quite monotonous, he looks old every year, isn't it those things that come over and go over?

The three of them who have been holding back for many days and have worked hard these days, the birds that came out of the cage are like white red beans walking in the forefront, holding the branches that they don't know where to pick them from, waving the swordsmanship of Chaotian Sect, and cutting them indiscriminately.

Li Xian walked at the end, to be honest, he didn't have much interest, Qingyang City had never seen any prosperity in those years, the capital of the Beiyang Dynasty had been to play, Qingzhou, which was located on the border, could it still be prosperous in the core of the Beiyang Dynasty?

Three days of living in Qingtai County, the accommodation fee is not much, the four of them found an inn that often stays, the boss is also familiar, everything should be handled by the senior brother Sun Chengye.

Senior sister Bai Hongdou and Meng Xiaoguo finished the room they checked in, and they couldn't help but go out to play.

Li Xian didn't go, saying that he wanted to sleep, he was quite sleepy.

He was really sleepy, he stayed in the cave on Xiaoyue Peak for a long time last night, specializing in the obscure "Great Wilderness Sutra", and only came out at dawn, sleepy and panicked.

Sun Chengye took the two of them around, Li Xian fell asleep, and when he woke up, it was already afternoon.

Senior brother, they haven't come back yet, and Li Xian went to the street alone.

Looking for a restaurant with a good location, I went to the second floor, asked for a window position, and ordered a few side dishes.

The wine is the local liquor "Qingzhou Ling", the taste is not bad, and Li Xian, a person from Qingyang City, Liangzhou, can also drink it.

There was music playing, Li Xian followed the sound and looked, on the street downstairs, an old man, with a white beard, his clothes seemed to have not been changed for a long time, tattered.

A handful of erhu was placed on his lap, and he pulled it intoxicatedly, and the sound was coming from the erhu.

Next to the old man was an eight- or nine-year-old child, with a very thin body, an open mouth, big glasses and a timid look at passers-by, if someone put some copper coins in the bamboo basket in front of him, the child would be very polite to stand up and bow and thank you.

I don't know how much time the two have been here, there are not many copper plates in the bamboo basket, I'm afraid there is not a single tael of silver.

Li Xian, who is more and more familiar with the rhythm of music, can hear that the old man is a veteran, and this hand is depressed and frustrated, and the vicissitudes of life are sad.

If you play some cheerful tunes, or melodious enough tunes, the money in the bamboo basket is estimated to be more.

The child inadvertently looked up and saw Li Xian staring at them, and the child quickly withdrew his gaze and stopped looking upstairs.

"This son, can I sit down and have a drink?"

A voice came, and Li Xianmeng turned around and saw a familiar person.

Still dressed in clean clothes, Tang Que, who was not smiling everywhere, smiled and didn't wait for Li Xian to speak, and sat down straight.

"Why are you here?" In the past few months, the Golden Eagle has passed the book several times, and the two can be regarded as communicating with each other, and Li Xian can also take the opportunity to understand the world's major events.

After sitting down, Tang Que poured himself a glass of wine, and then said, "It's been so long, come and see Childe." ”

Li Xian had a disbelieving expression: "It's a little insincere." ”

Tang Que smiled and said, "This is one of them, didn't you notice it, Childe? Recently, a lot of outsiders have come to Qingtai County, and there are even people from other countries. Not to mention those people from the sect, the situation is complicated. ”

Li Xian, who had just come for a short time, didn't feel much, he asked Tang Que very seriously: "What's the matter? This Qingtai County is unknown, and so many people are paying attention?"

Tang Que shook his head: "It's not clear yet, I also saw a lot of people rushing here along the way, so I followed, plus Gongzi is here, killing two birds with one stone." I caught some people and asked, they were all small characters, and what they said was hearsay. There is everything to say, and it is very messy. ”

"Really?" Li Xian picked up the cup and touched it with Tang Que, what does it matter to him, as long as it is not for Chaotian Sect and himself, whatever it is.

A glass of wine went down to his stomach, and Tang Que, who smashed his lips, shouted good wine, Qingzhou made the name interesting.

Li Xian's affairs in Qi'erling during this time, Tang Que heard a little, and when they met again today, he asked a lot, and Li Xian told them one by one.

Tang Que, who sighed, said with a sigh: "Childe, this Qi'er Ridge is already in your palm, and this speed is really fast and a little terrifying." ”

Li Xian was noncommittal, fast, he didn't think so, and he didn't seem to be doing anything.