Hebei Province, Cangzhou, Qingchi County.

Early in the morning, the streets of Qingchi County resounded with a burst of crackling firecrackers, as if it was a lively New Year's holiday.

As long as you are a local, you know what day it is.

It was the fortieth birthday of Cangzhou hero Zuo Shenji, and it was also a happy day for him to marry the thirteenth concubine.

Zuo Shenji, known as the hero of Cangzhou in the rivers and lakes, has only three hobbies in his life, one is the sword, the other is the beauty, and the last is the wine.

Today, Zuo Daxia is happy, and the squires of Qingchi County have sent their children to Zuofu to congratulate.

What's more, some children of the big clans in Cangzhou also poured into Qingchi County to participate in Zuo Daxia's birthday banquet.

Beitang Zhiming walked on the crowded streets, his expression under the black veil was very flat, and there was a bit of mockery hidden in his dark and bright eyes.

No matter how good the Cangzhou hero is, he is just a reckless person, if there is no relationship between the Emperor, the City, and the Shadow Guard, the Thousand Households Xuanwu, the Ten Zuo Shenji is just a well-known Jianghu guest, how can he be sought after by so many people.

Zuofu is located in the east side of Qingchi County, covering an extremely wide area, with countless pavilions and pavilions, which is much more magnificent than Cangzhou Mansion.

Beitang Zhiming stood quietly in front of the gate of Zuofu, looking at the huge gilt plaque fixedly.

The plaque is inscribed with four big characters---- 'Cangzhou Hero'.

Beitang Zhiming's thin lips curled slightly, revealing an extremely sarcastic smile.

He took a few steps forward, and was just about to step into Zuofu when he was stopped by a subordinate who looked like a steward.

"Who are you? Hide your head and tail and still don't take off the hat on your face?"

The steward showed a disdainful smile and scolded unceremoniously: "Don't you know where this is? Even if the prefect arrives here, he needs to hand over his own greeting post, what kind of thing are you? You dare to want to enter the Zuo Mansion directly."

If you don't have an invitation, just leave obediently, don't force me to be rude, otherwise at that time, you will feel better. ”

Some people like to base their happiness on the pain of others, and some people like to ridicule those who think they are inferior to themselves.

Beitang Zhiming smiled lightly and said, "Then haven't you already entered Zuofu at this moment?

The steward was furious, pointed at Beitang Zhiming and scolded: "What kind of thing are you? You dare to question me like this? You don't inquire, see who I am, grandpa." If you kneel down and apologize to me now, I'll let you go, and if you feel like your bones are hard, I don't mind letting people loose for you. ”

Beitang Zhiming snorted lightly, and said in a slightly cold tone: "I'm soft in everything, but hard in bones, you might as well try it?"

The steward was angry, and shouted to the four followers behind him: "What are you still doing in a daze? This person is here to smash the field, abolish him first, and I will bear it if something happens." ”

The black veil swayed slightly, and the expression under the veil no longer had the meaning of ridicule before, and it was a little more annoyed.

The four followers swarmed to the ground, and were knocked to the ground by Beitang Zhiming's move.

The steward's expression changed and changed, and he immediately shouted loudly: "Someone, someone is coming to kick the field, it's a hard stubble." ”

As soon as these words fell, those subordinates who were helping in the front yard of Zuofu poured out, wanting to show their faces in front of people in order to plan an opportunity for their future.

Those Jianghu guests who gathered in front of Zuofu also clenched their fists and glared at Beitang Zhiming, intending to contribute to Zuofu, so as to leave a little impression in front of Zuo Daxia and lay a little foundation for future development.

Beitang Zhiming looked around, sneered at this group of Jianghu guests and Zuofu's subordinates, and said, "If you think you can knock me down, go together, don't waste my time." ”

Some people in the crowd originally just wanted to see the excitement, but when they were ridiculed by Beitang Zhiming, they immediately felt a little more indignant, clenched their fists one after another, or clenched their weapons tightly.

The fight is imminent.

Just then, a voice sounded in the front yard.

"What's going on? Is someone going to make trouble at the gate of my left house?"

The person who came was the eldest daughter of Cangzhou hero Zuo Shenji, named Zuo Xuefei, who is now in her early twenties, so that a good knife technique can be said to have obtained the true biography of Zuo Daxia.

Zuo Xuefei, who had a good face, came to the front of the gate, looked at Beitang Zhiming with a proud face, and asked with disdain: "Are you going to make trouble? Aren't you afraid of death?"

Zuo Xuefei changed his words, changed his tone and said: "There is a happy event in the house today, it is not appropriate to use swords, Miss Ben will give you a chance, as long as you take off your hat and let me see what you look like, I will let you live, otherwise, I will let you only eat with your feet for the rest of your life." ”

Beitang Zhiming laughed very contemptuously and said, "Do you want to see my appearance?"

Zuo Xuefei laughed angrily, laughed a few times very presumptuously, and said after the laughter stopped: "Not bad, quite bold, I appreciate you a little."

If you don't die today, I will take you as a slave, let you take care of the home for me, and be a dog who knows how to wag his tail. ”

Beitang Zhiming still said the same sentence, and said coldly: "Are you worthy?"

At this time, Zuo Xuefei could no longer maintain the bearing and posture just now, and scolded the servant standing aside: "What do you want you to eat? Give it all to me, I will kill this shitty thing." ”

With an order, the servants of Zuofu stepped forward one after another to besiege Beitang Zhiming.

The results speak for themselves, these people are not a trick for Beitang.

In an instant, a figure lay down in front of the gate of Zuofu, and the groans and cries of pain were endless.

Those Jianghu guests who wanted to leave some impression on Zuo Fu glanced at each other and rushed towards Beitang Zhiming.

This time, the men held out a little longer.

Beitang made three moves.

At this time, even a fool knows that Beitang Zhiming is a master among masters.

These Jianghu guests who came to Zuofu to participate in the wedding banquet also had the lowest cultivation of the four grades, and the highest was the realm of the little grandmaster, but these people, like a stubble of leeks, were instantly knocked down.

Zuo Xuefei took a deep breath, barely showed a smile, and asked quite politely: "Dare to ask your friend's surname, do you have an old grudge against you?"

Beitang Zhiming shook his head, and his voice came from under the black veil, and said, "I don't want to say my name, but I'm just a nobody. I have no grudge against your house, and I have come today just to send a congratulatory gift, and there is no other malicious intent. ”

Zuo Xuefei took a deep breath and then took a deep breath, and continued to ask, "Why did that friend do this?"

Beitang Zhiming pointed to the steward beside Miss Zuo, and said in a cold voice, "You ask him." ”

"Oh?" Zuo Xuefei turned to look at the steward and asked in a cold voice, "What's going on?"

The steward made a bitter face and whispered: "Miss, this person doesn't want to take off his hat, he hasn't invited yet, and he wants to forcibly break into the mansion. I was kind enough to persuade me, but I was abused by him, and he also injured several of his brothers......"

Beitang Zhiming looked at the steward who lied in front of everyone, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After listening to the steward's words, Zuo Xuefei looked at Beitang Zhiming and reprimanded: "What else do you have to say now? No matter who you are, you will have to pay the price for bullying my friends and subordinates in Zuofu for no reason." ”

Beitang Zhiming stretched out a pair of white plain hands and slapped them a few times very hard.

After the applause stopped, a burst of extremely sarcastic words came out from under the black veil, saying: "This is the demeanor of Zuofu? This is the eldest lady of the Zuo family? ”

As long as you are not a fool, you can hear the irony in Beitang Zhiming's words.

Zuo Xuefei, who was the party concerned, was even more angry, and her face turned white with anger, and she shouted behind her: "Come on, take down this arrogant man, I will break his body into thousands of pieces to vent the hatred in my heart." ”

After the shouting, no one moved.

Zuo Xuefei was about to turn around and scold the people in the house, and the moment he turned around, he saw a figure that should not have appeared here, and immediately took back the words that were about to overflow his mouth.

The person who came was Zuo Xuefei's father, that is, Cangzhou hero Zuo Shenji.

Zuo Shenji walked out of the mansion with a calm face, and said to Beitang Zhiming: "Friends are good at cultivating, I admire them, I think all the people present, few of them are your opponents, Zuo is not talented, I want to learn your Excellency's tricks." ”

Beitang Zhiming slowly stretched out his right hand and motioned for the left divine machine to strike first.

Zuo Shenji's face was instantly gloomy, and he looked at the figure in front of him deadly.

How did he not know the identity of the person in front of him?

But at this time, if you retreat rashly, your reputation will definitely be hit hard, and it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future.

For the sake of today's plan, the only way to quickly defeat Beitang Zhiming and then put him into Zuofu can not only show his martial cultivation, but also reflect his strength.

Zuo Shenji suddenly laughed and said: "Zuo is good at using a single knife, I don't know what my friend's weapon is? ”

Beitang Zhiming didn't show his weapon, and said in a clear voice: "Zuo Daxia uses a knife, and my weapon will appear when it should appear." ”

Zuo Shenji saw that Beitang Zhiming was so supportive, and the trace of hesitation in his heart disappeared, and he decided not to give face to his brother-in-law anymore, and was ready to teach this short-sighted guy a solid lesson.

"Here comes the knife. ”

Zuo Shenji shouted, and a servant with a knife behind him handed over the sword.

After Zuo Shenji took the long knife, he said calmly: "The name of this knife is Baipi, I got it by chance, sharpening iron like mud and blowing hair and breaking hair, I hope my friend is worthy of it." ”

Beitang Zhiming said lightly: "Zuo Daxia, please, do you have to let me strike first?"

A trace of annoyance flashed in Zuo Shenji's eyes, and the long knife in his hand was already out of the sheath.

The silver blade swelled with a breath-piercing light, as dazzling as substance, and the chill was refreshing.

Zuo Shenji shouted, and the long knife in his hand conjured more than a dozen sword shadows in the air, each of which carried a chilling murderous aura.

After Zuo Daxia appeared, the Jianghu guests who were originally lying on the ground and groaning and screaming in pain helped each other to get up, wanting to leave a little impression in Zuo Shenji's eyes, but unfortunately, Zuo Daxia only cared about looking at the opponent in front of him, and did not have the slightest heart to look at the group of losers.

When the Jianghu guests saw that Zuo Daxia had such a powerful knife technique, they couldn't help but show a shocked look, and the screams rang out one after another.

"Zuo Daxia deserves to be a Cangzhou hero, good knife skills..."

"Zuo Daxia Shenwu, he will definitely be able to defeat this guy who hides his head and tail..."

"Come on, Zuo Daxia..."