"Where did you come from...... stinky boy"

"The grandfathers didn't have enough fun, and this chivalrous man actually sent it to the door......"

"How dare you care about our Taihu Lake Village......"

"It turned out to be a drunken man. ”

Bai Yujing had already appeared in front of this group of people when he spoke, and there was an uproar.

"Okay!" After all, Wang Haozi has more eyes, although Bai Yujing looks young, but the powerful young people on the rivers and lakes are like carp crossing the river. What's more, he is also wearing a Taoist robe, and the most famous Taoist priest of Huangshan is the Huangshan faction. A pimple suddenly appeared in his heart, this is not far from the Huangshan faction, if he hurts the little Taoist priest of the Huangshan faction, it is not good to provoke a group of old Taoist priests.

"This trail chief, we are the people of the second brother Fang of Taihu Yunshui Village. Wang Haozi said slowly, and then pointed to the middle-aged swordsman and said, "This person stole our second brother's treasure, and asked the little Taoist master not to meddle in things." ”

"......" The middle-aged swordsman seemed to be about to speak, but he didn't know whether it was too deeply poisoned or too seriously injured, and his mouth opened but no words came out.

Seeing this, Wang Haozi sneered even more in his heart, looked at Bai Yujing, and said secretly: "I said it like this, you still don't give face, don't say that you are from the Huangshan faction, even if you are the little bull nose of Wudang Mountain, you have to fight." ”

"Sure enough, it is a bandit, black can be said to be white, and white can also be said to be black. Bai Yujing's words made Wang Haozi's face change instantly.

Suddenly, two men drew their swords.

"Dang!"

The two big men stabbed at the same time, attacking and killing from both sides of Bai Yujing.

Bai Yujing seemed to be awakened by fright, and suddenly fell off the horse's back. What is even more surprising is that Bai Yujing did not make any resistance moves, but just as the two lancets were about to slash at Bai Yujing, Bai Yujing suddenly disappeared. The two lancets collide with each other with a crisp sound.

Of course, this is for the two big men.

In the eyes of others, Bai Yujing seemed to have just taken a slight step forward and easily dodged the long knife.

The next moment, without waiting for the other big men to react, Bai Yujing seemed to go straight for a few feet in an instant, and swept in front of several big men to the king of hemp.

Although Wang Haozi was also taken aback by Bai Yujing's speed, he instinctively sensed the threat, and the nine-ring knife in his hand slammed wildly like a hammer striking iron. The sword shines brightly, and the wind roars.

But what made Wang Haozi desperate was that in his eyes, the young Taoist priest just stretched out his right hand and flicked his fingers.

The awe-inspiring energy fell on the nine-ring broadsword.

"Ding—"

There was a crisp sound, and there was a "dang" sound, and half of the blade fell between several bluestones on the official road.

Wang Haozi looked at the half long knife in his hand in amazement, and his face instantly turned extremely pale. has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, although his martial arts are not first-class, and even among second-rate masters, he can only be at the bottom. But in terms of knowledge, it is not bad at all, and it is not for nothing that there are people who can simply break the long knife in his hand with true qi, such as the second brother Fang, the head of Yunshui Village, who can do it.

But how many people can be as relaxed as Bai Yujing?

Thinking of this, Wang Haozi's fear increased sharply. The death of him and his brothers here is nothing, and if the disaster leads to Yunshui Village, then the sin will be great! After all, such a powerful young Taoist priest is afraid that it is not from the Huangshan faction, but from Wudang Mountain. The Wudang faction is the leader of the righteous path in the rivers and lakes, how can he be provoked by Yunshui Village? If Second Brother Fang knows, he is afraid of killing him.

"Snap", in Bai Yujing's slightly surprised gaze, Wang Haozi suddenly knelt down in front of him, "This Taoist master, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and I hope that you have a lot of adults, and spare the small ones." ”

This scene fell in the eyes of the other men, one by one dumbfounded, and some of the people who reacted rushed to the rooftop, shouting: "Fifth master, no matter how powerful this little bull-nosed Taoist priest is, our brothers are not afraid, it's just a big deal!" Suddenly, the crowd was excited, and the bold ones had already drawn their swords.

Wang Haozi was both happy and angry in his heart, but before he could make any moves, Bai Yujing waved his long sleeves. The majestic true qi surged, not only those men who killed Bai Yujing, but even Wang Haozi was swept away.

"Get out!"

Wang Haozi didn't care about the injuries on his body, and hurriedly stopped the impulsive crowd, shouting: "Let's go, ......" and left with a group of men in embarrassment.

Bai Yujing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw these people leaving, and hurriedly came to the middle-aged swordsman to help him up, and secretly transported Aoki's true qi into his body. Chunchun's true qi passed through the various meridians in his body like spring rain to nourish all things, and the middle-aged swordsman's originally dim gaze slowly improved.

“...... Taoist ...... Go to Nanjing...... Looking for ...... on the banks of the Qinhuai River Looking for Sword Boy......"

The middle-aged swordsman barely came to his senses and was able to speak, although it was intermittent and his voice was muffled, Bai Yujing could still hear it clearly.

"Don't ...... yet. Bai Yujing didn't say the word after all, he also felt it, although this middle-aged swordsman didn't look old, his body had almost reached the point of running out of oil, like an old man who was about to run out of life. No matter how much his Aoki True Qi was replenished into his body, it would be of no avail.

"Will I ...... I...... Strange iron in the bag...... Deliver it to him......"

"Tell him...... He I found...... Peach Blossom Paradise ......"

When the middle-aged swordsman talked about the Peach Blossom Spring, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he seemed to be very happy. And when he finished saying these three words, there was no more sound.

Bai Yujing could clearly feel that the aura of the middle-aged swordsman weakened in an instant, until it disappeared without a trace.

He picked up the middle-aged swordsman, walked to the side of the mountain forest, dug a pit and put him in it. After thinking about it, he ran to the official road again and found the sword that was knocked away by Wang Hezi.

"Life is also the beginning of life, and death is the beginning of life. This sword is used by you in life, and perhaps after death. After speaking, Bai Yujing gently placed the long sword on his right hand, and his eyes involuntarily saw the orange brocade on his waist. Thinking of the transfer of the alien iron he said to the sword master, Bai Yujing couldn't help but tear it off.

When I started it, it sank slightly, and it was unusually heavy.

Bai Yujing opened the bag, and the entrance was a black stone, about the size of a baby's fist, but it weighed more than 20 catties.

"Is this his so-called alien iron?" Bai Yujing doubted, although he didn't promise this person, but since this person was entrusted to him on his deathbed, he naturally had to do it. I had to wait for Governor Hu to go to Nanjing to find the sword boy.

After burying the middle-aged swordsman, Bai Yujing continued on his way.

That night, Bai Yujing did not rush to the city to stay, so he had to rest temporarily on a big banyan tree in the mountains and forests. Tied to the horse, the man lay down in the treetops, looking at the gray sky. The night was dark, and there were a few chilling cicadas in my ears.

But before dawn he awoke, for there was a distant smell of wine that went straight to his nose.

Bai Yujing went looking for incense, and saw a peach forest not far away, and couldn't help but be surprised that there was a peach forest planted by people in this barren mountain range. A bonfire had been built in the peach forest, and an old man named Hua was singing in a low voice beside the bonfire, his voice was light and urgent, mixed with Anqing's accent, Bai Yujing couldn't hear what he was singing at all.

But none of this mattered, Bai Yujing's eyes were already attracted by the wine jar full of yellow mud in his hand.

The old man was not surprised to see Bai Yujing, stared at Bai Yujing with a pair of dim eyes, and said with a smile: "Little Taoist, do you want to drink?"

Bai Yujing nodded, the most drunk in Gesoshan in the past five years is Jiangxi's rice wine, which is turbid and turbid, and does not taste much. Although some pilgrims occasionally brought some good wine, it could only satisfy his temporary appetite.

And the jar of wine in front of him is full of aroma, and by the autumn wind, he can smell it on the trees hundreds of feet away, and it must be the best wine.

Lao Minghua smiled and said, "It's not impossible to give you a taste, can you guess what kind of wine this is first?"

Bai Yujing pondered for a while and said with a smile: "Although this place is located in Anqing, it is also close to Ningguofu. After smelling the mellow aroma of Xuanjiu for a long time, isn't it the old spring of Ji Suo, which was popular in the past?"

Lao Zhaohua was noncommittal when he heard this, but whispered: "In the Yellow Spring of Ji Suo, the old spring should also be brewed." Ji Su Lao Chun is indeed a good wine, but it has long been lost for 800 years. Little Taoist, you can name it, and you can be regarded as a good drinker. ”

He said that he would not go on.

Bai Yujing heard him say those two lines of Li Taibai's poems, and couldn't help but be moved, and said: "Isn't this wine peach blossom spring? The peach blossom pond is thousands of feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun to send me love, it is rumored that Wang Lun made wine under the Yellow Mountain, and suffered from the deep mountain buried the name of the wine, so he once invited Li Taibai to taste wine, and became famous for a while!"

The old man laughed, slapped the wine jar full of yellow mud, and flew to Bai Yujing lightly. Bai Yujing didn't care that the wine jar was full of yellow mud, and took a big sip. I feel that the taste is clean and refreshing, the wine enters the stomach, and the aftertaste lingers between the lips and teeth.

I couldn't help but praise "Good wine!"

Lao Zhaohua smiled: "Of course it's a good wine, this pot of peach blossoms was buried deep in this peach forest twenty years ago." I don't want to, just open the altar, and the fragrance of this wine will attract you, the little Taoist. ”

Although Bai Yujing wanted to taste more, when he heard him say this, he couldn't help but hand the wine jar back to the old flower.

Lao Zhaohua took the wine jar and said in surprise: "This wine doesn't taste good?"

Bai Yujing shook his head and said with a smile: "A gentleman doesn't take people's favor, although Poor Dao is not a gentleman, but the old man can let Poor Dao taste this wine, and he is already satisfied, how dare he covet the whole altar of wine." ”

Lao Minghua smiled, he twisted up the wine jar and poured a sip of wine, and threw it to Bai Yujing: "In the past, Li Taibai drank wine and said that the three of them were Yingcheng, but at this time, there were no flowers and no moon, if there was no little Taoist priest to accompany Lao Zhaohua to drink, wouldn't this jar of good wine be wasted." ”

Bai Yujing smiled, it was better to be respectful than to obey his fate.

I don't know if Bai Yujing hasn't tasted such good wine for many years, or if this pot of peach blossoms is full of vigor in spring, Bai Yujing only drank a few sips and fell into a coma. When I woke up, it was already midday, and the old flower had long since disappeared. If it weren't for the faint aroma of wine, Bai Yujing would have thought it was a dream.

When I returned to the place where the horse was tied, fortunately, the horse was still there, so I couldn't help but get on the horse and go towards Anqing Mansion City.