Meng Yunsheng always likes to whet people's appetite when he says books, and those drinkers eat this set very much. Me too. I changed my posture and drank with my head propped up, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure in a gray shirt pouring himself a drink in the corner. Although he didn't sit down to listen, judging from my woman's first instinct, he was listening to Meng Yunsheng tell the story, and he listened very carefully.

There are 360 lines on the rivers and lakes, and there are capable people in the line. The storyteller is the most famous in Jinling Mengyunsheng, and the one who looks at the face is the legend of the Li family in Nanyang. There is a profession called a painter who has been passed down for a long time, and there are many characters large and small. In recent years, there has been a painter named Ma Shiyou in the south of the Yangtze River, who is in the limelight and is regarded as a stroke of genius, and it is difficult to find a painting.

"Is there a Jiangnan painter?" the bearded man doubted, "Hasn't he retired since the first battle of Jingshui?"

Meng Yunsheng shook his head, "Ma Shiyou not only came to Jinling City, but also personally painted and brought it to Yanfu. ”

Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass. Ma Shiyou stood in the main hall of the Yan Mansion with a bouquet of paintings in his arms, and Master Yan looked at him with great interest, "I don't know what the painter is here?"

Ma Shiyou said: "I came for Miss Yan." ”

"Did the painter find the glow-in-the-dark cup?"

"What is found, what is not found. Ma Shiyou whispered, "I guess that the luminous cup that must be there is fake, and it is true that Master Yan wants to find a virtuous son-in-law." ”

Old Man Yan was solemn, "What do you mean by the painter?"

Ma Shi didn't answer, stood in front of Master Yan and slowly opened the picture scroll, on the white rice paper painted a "General Drunk Picture", the Xiliang side stopper, the cold moon, the bonfire in the tent, there are beauties, wine, and the ...... in the general's hands

"Master Yan, please look," the sound of the flood entered his ears, swallowing mountains and rivers, and the strong internal force was scattered in the air, and the horse master had a way, "The luminous cup is here." ”

Draw a chivalrous pen and immerse yourself in it.

In the mist, Master Yan saw the dancers of the Western Regions dancing around the raging fire, the soldiers who were drinking heartily, and the general who was drunk on the high couch had a red face and a cup that would glow in the dark night. He lifted the glow-in-the-dark glass and drank it down, the bright red liquid sliding down his jaw. He groaned, "Glow-in-the-dark glass of grape wine......"

Wine Luminous Glass...... The voice seemed to be right in front of you, and it seemed to be far away in the sky. When Master Yan came out of the illusion, he saw the painter looking at him with a smile on his face, "How about it, Master Yan, can you see Miss Shang Yan with this painting?"

"The stroke of genius really lives up to its name. After Master Yan came back to his senses, Zhengse said, "It's just that the painter guessed wrong at the beginning." ”

"How?"

"The glow-in-the-dark cup, which is necessary, is indeed there. ”

Ma Shi was gloomy when he heard this.

"Master Yan doesn't even accept the paintings of Jiangnan painters. One of the drinkers couldn't help but say, "It seems that the glow-in-the-dark glass is true." ”

Mengyun was born. At this time, another voice sounded, "Hey, storyteller, how do you know these things in such detail outside the Yan family?"

I saw the gray-shirted figure in the corner drinking alone stand up. He was short in stature, with a sallow complexion, and a pair of black eyebrows that were so thick that they almost formed a line. Look at this face, about the age of double ten. The gray shirt walked over with the wine cup in his hand, his face was slightly angry, and the hoarse and rough voice just now came from him.

"The storyteller has his own housekeeping skills, what are you doing with the yellow-haired boy?" the bearded man glared at him, and then spoke, "Scholar, if you go on, we have to listen to the rest of the story." ”

Meng Yunsheng was not affected by what the gray shirt said in the slightest. He put away the hundred-fold fan in his arms, stroked his sleeve and said, "Don't worry, this storyteller is also tired." If you want to know what will happen next, I bother you to reward you with worm wine. ”

I knew that Mengyun still had a back hand. A group of drinkers and diners became noisy, and they all offered worm wine to Meng Yunsheng's table. Only the bearded man scolded, "You are a scholar from Jinling, playing tricks in front of me." Then he shouted at the shopkeeper, "Ten jars of worms and two wines, I will invite the scholar to drink enough today." ”

Meng Yunsheng hugged his fists at the bearded man and thanked him, and looked at me again. There was a hint of cunning and smugness in my eyes, and I raised my glass and clinked glasses with him in the cross-eye. After three rounds of drinking, everyone urged Meng Yunsheng to continue. At this time, a person strode into the door of the ten-mile alley.

The man was eight feet long, with sword eyebrows and sideburns under the black forehead, his eyes were not angry and self-threatening, the sword on his waist was engraved with seven stars, and the fingers holding the hilt of the sword were slender, and his momentum was natural. The most indispensable thing in the ten-mile alley is the person who practices martial arts, and when he feels the deep internal force close to him, he can't help but look towards the comer. Someone shouted: "Black Mountain headhunter?"

The crowd fell silent and looked at the door, and I saw only the gray shirt sneaking back to the unobtrusive seat in the corner where it had been.

The first god of Chang'an catches Montenegro, and I have also heard about it. He is accustomed to wearing black clothes and black cloaks, wearing black foreheads, and holding a seven-star sword, but fortunately he is either black-faced, or loves to put on a stinky face, and is the most iron-faced and selfless. Master once said that most of the people who eat the court look down on the children of the rivers and lakes. The black head catcher is very addicted, and he is dyed in the kung fu of the rivers and lakes, but he is the most taboo for others to call him "hero".

The black catcher entered the door, looked around, showed the divine arrest warrant on his waist to everyone, and said coldly: "The divine arrest warrant is here, the case of the theft of the luminous cup in the Techa Yan Mansion." No one is allowed to leave the alley for half a step. ”

A white-faced thin man raised his voice, "Ridiculous, ten miles through the alleys and rivers and lakes are far away, how can they be controlled by the imperial court?"

The bearded man also jumped out and said: "Black catcher, I respect you for being a Chang'an god to give you face." But what do you mean by doing that?"

"Ten miles through the alleys, black and white, mixed with fish and dragons. The Black Catcher snorted, "The thief is most likely hiding here." ”

"You're taking us as prisoners?" said the bearded man, angry.

The white-faced thin man had a sharp mouth, "The surname is black, if you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end." With that, several white-clothed swordsmen showed their swords.

"A rabble. The black catcher pulled out the seven-star sword on his waist, and the sword light was shining, and everyone exclaimed.

The smoke of gunfire was everywhere, and one person fearlessly ran out to stop it, "Heroes are slow, there is no killing in the ten miles of alleys." ”

The black catcher squinted and said, "Who are you?"

"I'm an honest guy here. "Regulars who are in the alley know that there is an honest shop named Honest Man in the alley. "This official, the shop has never killed, no distinction between black and white, it is a rule set by the owner. I hope that the official can give my owner a few thin noodles and abide by the rules. ”

The black catcher looked around at everyone, but did not put away the seven-star sword, his eyes were fierce, "I don't care about the rules of your rivers and lakes, if I don't find the thief today, no one here will want to leave!"

"Arrogance!" The white-faced thin man and the other children were originally afraid of the rules of the store, and showed their swords to scare off the black catcher, but now they have already been angry by him, and they want to do a real thing.

"Wait!" Meng Yunsheng shouted, and everyone watched him shake his fan leisurely, "The Black Mountain God Hunt this time is nothing more than trying to help the Yan family find the luminous cup, and everyone uses their swords and swords, which hurts the harmony." ”

"The master of the Yan family said that whoever can find the stolen luminous cup now is the aunt of the Yan family. The white-faced thin man sneered, "The Black Mountain God is so anxious, I'm afraid I want to be this soft rice uncle in the name of catching thieves!"

The black catcher ignored the white man's sarcasm. He put away the seven-star sword with a calm face and asked Meng Yunsheng, "What can you do?"

"There's one way, I don't know if the black catcher is willing to invite me to drink?"

"That's easy," the black catcher said, with a wave of his hand, "shopkeeper, bring out the best liquor you've got here, I'll take it all." ”

"Eh, black catcher, we're here for a long time. Today you still save money, it will be of great use in a while. "I know Meng Yunsheng very well, he likes to watch the excitement of good things, and the method he said is definitely not a trouble-free way.

"Tell me what you do. ”

Meng Yunsheng said unhurriedly: "There is a news list in the alley, and the news on it is clearly priced, as long as you can afford the price above, you can ask about anything you want to know." ”

"Ridiculous!" the black catcher frowned, obviously not convinced, "can this list tell me where the glow-in-the-dark cup is?"

"If you don't believe me, ask this honest shopkeeper. ”

The black catcher raised his eyebrows and looked at the middle-aged man with a gentle face. The honest man stood up and said, "Mr. Big Dream is not wrong, the small shop does have this deal." However, as for whether there is any news on the news list about the luminous cup, we have to find out. ”

The black catcher has round eyes, "Then don't go quickly." ”

I heard Meng Yunsheng talk about the killer list and news list that pierce the alley. The killer list is a clear list that is announced to the public, but little is known about the news list. A room full of spectators were just as surprised and suspicious as I was to look at this mysterious dark list, and even the gray shirt shrunk in the corner came over. The honest man beckoned to the shopkeeper to take out a heavy book, the appearance was no different from that of an accounting book, and the dark yellow pages were turned up like dead leaves.

"Found it. The honest man pointed to one of the pages, "There is indeed news of luminous cups on the list." ”

The corners of the black catcher's mouth curled slightly, and he straightened his back, "Okay, tell me, how many silver taels do you need to buy this news?"

The honest man looked down, but his face was embarrassed and he did not speak.

"Shopkeeper, just open your mouth," the white-faced thin man smacked his mouth, "The Black Mountain God Hunt is no better than us who are down-and-out on the rivers and lakes, he has silver taels." ”

The black catcher was angry, and he wanted to draw his sword, but he heard the honest man say.

"Heroes, this is nothing to do with the silver taels. He looked up at the black catcher, "In these extraordinary times, the luminous cup is not trivial. It is written on the list that this news must be exchanged for one thing. ”

"What?" asked the Black Catcher.

"Grandma Gong's Tao Mengxiang. ”

The crowd was speechless.

The heir of the Western Regions Refining Incense lineage, the old lady of the palace, one of the strange women in the rivers and lakes, the honest man reported this name, and I saw that even Meng Yunsheng frowned.

"Shopkeeper, you're not being honest this time. The white-faced thin man was the first to speak, "Grandma Gong disappeared more than ten years ago, where to find her Tao Mengxiang." ”

"It's written on the news list, the rules are set by the owner, and I'll just do it. ”

"It's not that the Jiangnan painter who retired a few days ago still appeared in Yan's house. The bearded man said, "If you want me to say, look for it carefully, maybe the old lady will hide in Jinling City." ”

"How can it be so easy!" the white-faced thin man rolled his eyes at him.

I couldn't help but ask: "Shopkeeper, is it news that you can only use Grandma Gong's Tao Mengxiang to exchange for a luminous cup now?"

The honest man nodded, "That's what it says on the list." ”

That means that everyone has a chance, as long as they get Tao Mengxiang, they can know where the luminous cup is. As I said this, I noticed that two of them were looking back at me at the same time, the black catcher with a grim face and a gray shirt with a strange expression.

Indeed, that's how the rules are set. ”

"That means that there is still hope for being the eldest aunt of this Yan family. ”

The crowd roared happily, saying that they were going to find Tao Mengxiang, the grandmother of the palace, in exchange for the luminous cup. After the black catcher gave me some angry looks, he hurriedly left with the seven-star sword in his hand. After the show, the drinkers went back to drinking. Meng Yunsheng also put away his fan and shouted that he wanted to sit down and rest.