When the full moon is in the sky, the night of this season is still unusually cold, and the cold wind is like countless slender needles, blowing through the clothes, making goosebumps raging.

The sudden white shadow that flashed in the night cut off the pride of Li Xiaoqian and I galloping on horseback. At first, I thought it was a ghost in the dark, and I was so scared that I almost screamed.

But when I looked closely, I realized that this white shadow was not a ghost, and the ghost would not cast mottled shadows on the ground under the moonlight.

So, he's a human being.

An old man with snow-white hair, snow-white beard, and snow-white clothes. He was about sixty years old, and he held a gilded wine gourd in his hand, which shone even brighter in the cold moonlight.

He gently shook the gilded wine gourd, and in addition to the glorious shaking, the mouth of the gourd made a liquid crashing sound. "Whoa, whoa", like the crisp sound of some musical instrument, and like a surging stream, the sound is quite pleasant.

Under the moonlight, he frequently raised the pot to drink, and every time he took a sip, he had to bare his teeth and make a "Siha" sound. As you can see, it was a very strong liquor. But he looked extremely enjoyable, as if the wine was the ultimate delicacy in the world, enough to satisfy all the needs of his heart.

"Who are you?" I asked.

The white-clothed and white-haired old man took another sip of wine and said, "Who are you? You have the audacity to deceive the horses of the government, and besides, you have deceived you!"

Li Xiaoqian turned over and dismounted, saluted very respectfully, and said, "The junior is a disciple of Master Yuantong of Zenhui Temple, Li Xiaoqian. Although he bowed under the Yuantong Gate, Li Xiaoqian still didn't call the law when he went out, and only said his common name.

I'm very curious, could it be that Li Xiaoqian recognizes this old man, otherwise with his usual style, he always has to tease this kind of unexpected passerby, and he will not treat it so respectfully.

The old man smiled and said, "Zenhui Temple Yuantong, I have never heard of this person in the rivers and lakes, I don't know what it has to do with the Shaolin faction?"

Li Xiaoqian said: "The predecessors are as wise as torches, and the family teacher is indeed from Shaolin. ”

The old man nodded and said, "No wonder, no wonder! Looking at your figure and steps, it has the meaning of the Shaolin school." He looked at me and asked, "What about you, who are you the Sword King Zhang Hongjiu?"

Sword King Zhang Hongjiu?

"It's the first time I've heard of it. I said.

The old man was slightly stunned and said, "Isn't the short sword in your sleeve the masterpiece of Mr. Zhang?"

My heart was shocked, this old man is really amazing, I didn't pull out the Jiulang sword from my cuff, why would he know that I have a short sword hidden in my sleeve?

Jiurou Sword!

Zhang Hongjiu?

Could it be that he is the "Jiulang" that Lou Qin said? The old man called "Zhang Hongjiu" an "old gentleman", could it be that Lou Qin was thinking of an old man? An old man who was even older than the one in front of him?

I suddenly felt a sour feeling in my heart.

The old man was looking at me intently, as if he was more interested in me than Li Xiaoqian. I asked, "Who the hell are you?"

Li Xiaoqian pulled my trouser leg and whispered, "Don't ask, hurry up!"

The old man laughed and said, "A pot of wine in his hand, and a sword hanging from his waist......" He stretched out his hand to his waist, and suddenly his expression froze, and he exclaimed, "Oops!

He had wine in his hands, but no sword at his loins. The old man was a little flustered, he searched around, meditated for a moment, and suddenly slapped his head and shouted: "Oh! I forgot my sword in the wine shop when I was drinking!

Master Eight Spears once said that there are two things that are the most precious to people in the rivers and lakes, one is the woman in his arms, and the other is the weapon in his hand.

But the old man in front of me really didn't make me understand. I don't know if there are any women at his age, but he actually lost his sword, which is really not the style of Jianghu people.

"Little brother, lend me the horse!" The old man floated up, his body was light, like a fairy soaring, his slender white clothes, white hair, and white beard fluttered in the air, and finally landed firmly on Li Xiaoqian's horse.

"Drive!"

The old man clamped the horse's belly, and the horse neighed, piercing the night sky, and one man and one horse drove away.

Li Xiaoqian and I looked at each other, thinking of the snow-white old man, we could only use the word "weird" to describe it.

I asked Li Xiaoqian, "Do you know who he is?"

Li Xiaoqian said: "I can probably guess it." ”

I asked, "Who is he?"

Li Xiaoqian said, "Have you ever heard of the Wine Sword Immortal?"

Of course I've heard of the name of the Wine Sword Fairy. He is the head of the Qingyun faction, named Bai Jingxing. It is said on the rivers and lakes that Bai Jingxing is not only the best in the world in terms of swordsmanship, but also the first in the world in terms of alcohol. He often drank and danced with a sword, or drank after a sword dance. In short, in his life, in addition to the sword, it is wine. Bai Jingxing often wears white clothes, white hair is flowing, white beard is three feet, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, like a fairy, so people on the rivers and lakes call him "Wine Sword Fairy".

I asked, "Is he the head of the Qingyun Sect of the Wine Sword Immortal Bai Jingxing?"

Li Xiaoqian said: "Otherwise, do you think the characteristics do not match?"

Truly. The old man looked incomparably similar to the wine sword fairy rumored on the rivers and lakes.

But, judging from the events of this evening, the wine in his hand was far more important than the sword in his hand.

I sighed: "This old man is too out of tune!"

Li Xiaoqian suddenly jumped on my horse, sat behind me, and said, "Chase after me!"

I asked, "What are you doing chasing after you?"

Li Xiaoqian said: "You are stupid! He rode away from our horse and has to come back!"

I let out an "oh" and chased the horse in the direction where Bai Jingxing disappeared.

The county seat of Anji is not big, but Li Xiaoqian and I have been looking in the county for more than an hour, but we haven't found Bai Jingxing's snow-white figure. Seeing that one of the two horses was ridden away for no reason, Li Xiaoqian was indignant in his heart, and cursed in a low voice words like "old immortal".

The sky was bright, and a large stall of horse manure at the city gate came into view. Li Xiaoqian was overjoyed and said, "That old guy is out of the city, chase after him!"

I asked, "How do you know you're out of the city, what if you go somewhere else in the city after you've pulled the dung?"

Li Xiaoqian pointed outside the city gate and said, "There is still a lump there." ”

Sure enough, thirty meters away outside the city, there was a stall of horse manure. It can be speculated that Bai Jingxing is indeed out of the city.

We rode out of the city and galloped for more than ten miles along the road, and we really saw Bai Jingxing again. At that time, the sun had already risen, and the early sun was shining, casting a golden glow on the bare trunks.

Li Xiaoqian's horse leisurely gnawed on the bark under the tree. On the tree, on a thick trunk, the slender white clothes hung down, Bai Jingxing raised the gilded wine gourd, and a clear stream flashed golden light into Bai Jingxing's mouth. The hops splashed, staining his snow-white beard, and the golden light appeared, creating a different kind of brilliance. At his waist hung a yellow-brown plain sword, which, though not ornamental, gave it an indescribable majesty.

I shouted, "Old man, give us back the horse!" As soon as I finished speaking, a cone like pain suddenly came from my waist, and it was Li Xiaoqian who pinched me from behind.

I asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

Li Xiaoqian turned over and dismounted, saluted Bai Jingxing respectfully, and said, "The old man has recovered the sword, is there anything that I need to serve?"

Is Li Xiaoqian blind? Bai Jingxing has such a long sword hanging from his waist, can't he see it?

Bai Jingxing laughed twice, looked a little embarrassed, and said, "This ...... It's a trivial matter, but naturally it's back. Merely...... Just don't talk nonsense when you go out, after all, it's not a shameful thing. ”

Li Xiaoqian said: "The seniors commanded, and we naturally didn't dare to talk nonsense. ”

Didn't he say that he chased after him and asked for a horse? Why did he become a helper again? Li Xiaoqian's style of acting has never been unpredictable to me.

"Boy!" Bai Jingxing suddenly said to me, "Would you like to lend me your sword?"

I clutched my cuffs and said, "Not good!"

Of course I can't let him see it, if he says he will ride away on a horse, if this old guy turns my sword away again, how can I explain it to Lou Qin?

But Li Xiaoqian didn't think so, and he advised me: "Show your seniors where they are?

I clutched my cuffs and said, "This old fellow just stole your horse and wants my sword!

Bai Jingxing laughed. Suddenly, the branches trembled, and then I watched as a white shadow flew towards me from the tree at a very fast speed, and before I could react, I felt a slight movement in my cuffs, and the sword was gone.

I quickly turned around. I saw that Bai Jingxing had already held the Jiulang Sword firmly in his hand. He held the sword in one hand, turning it over and over again, and the gems on the scabbard looked even more brilliant in the morning sun.

With a "bang", the short sword was unsheathed. Bai Jingxing's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Good sword! Good sword! Sure enough, it's Zhang Hongjiu's handwriting!"

However, he frowned slightly, and brought the sword to his nose and sniffed it, frowning even tighter. Suddenly, Bai Jingxing turned his head to look at me, his eyes were like torches, and his voice was quite cold: "Who fed this sword with poison?!"

I said, "I don't know. ”

Bai Jingxing asked, "You don't know?"

I said, "I just don't know, give me back your sword!"

Bai Jingxing's face changed, and he seemed to be a little displeased, and he said, "With your age and kung fu, I'm afraid it's not suitable to use such a poisonous sword." I'll keep this sword for you for the time being, and I'll return it to you in due course!"

I was astonished and furious, and cried out, "Give me back your sword!" and when I had said that, I went up and grabbed him.

However, when my hand was almost touching the hilt of the Jiurou sword, the white light flashed, and the sword disappeared before my eyes!

"Hahahaha......"

Lang Lang's laughter came, and I turned around, and Bai Jingxing was already standing behind me. He held the Jiulang sword in one hand, and lifted the gilded gourd in the other, which flowed into his throat, Bai Jingxing "Siha", and laughed heartily: "Good wine! Good wine!"