In the northwest border, the wind swept the yellow sand. The weary wind lifted the light veil that covered the surface of the loess hill, exposing the wound to the scorching sun.

This is a desolate world, and I don't see the sound of Langlang reading, but I see the sound of Jin Ge's iron horse.

For hundreds of years, Qingyang Town has been like a half-grown child, holding its breath in silence to the sound of the roaring hundred miles of golden drums.

In the southeast corner of the town, the wine guise is swaggering in the wind, and there are two big characters on it - "Qingye".

Qingye Building has been around for more than ten years. It was a sunny day in June, and there were few merchants who came and went, and the restaurant was operating dismally, and the daily profit was only enough for the expenses on weekdays.

But today's business is unexpectedly hot, and people have been entering the tavern since the hour of the hour. Not only was the lobby at the bottom full, but even the private rooms upstairs were emptied.

In the back kitchen of Qingye Building, the shopkeeper Song Chunyao is scalding wine. She was in her early thirties, with a beautiful face, a slender waist, and a sturdy body, which often attracted the bachelors of the town to sneak into the courtyard of the restaurant in the dark night just to get a glimpse of spring.

The middle-aged man who was washing the frying spoon on the side said, "Shopkeeper, what day is it today, there are seven or eight tables now." ”

The woman in the green skirt smiled, "It's all people from the rivers and lakes, and I don't know what kind of wind blew them to our small place." ”

"Oh, it's their blessing to be able to eat the shopkeeper's hot wine, when will the shopkeeper give me a pot of ironing. ”

This man's name is Zhang Zitang. He was the only cook in the restaurant, and he was there when the restaurant opened.

Everyone in the town knows that Zhang Zitang has a good kung fu, and he stayed in this dilapidated town because he admired Song Chunyao. Therefore, those men who wanted to peek at Song Chunyao taking a bath would eat a few smacks before they approached the woman's house. The force is controlled just right, only hurting the flesh and skin, not the inside.

Song Chunyao rolled his eyes, "Zhang Daguan, at the end of last month, I also gave you a pot of good daughter red, even if it was a thank you gift for teaching Yu'er martial arts, it's only been a few days, and you're hungry again?"

Zhang Zitang laughed, "Boss, why didn't you see Yu'er at noon, where did he go." ”

"Wake up early in the morning and practice the kung fu you taught him in the backyard. ”

Song Chunyao took down a table from the wooden shelf on the side, stacked three dishes and chopsticks, and put the pot of freshly scalded soju.

"I went to the lobby to greet the guests, and after the beef was fried, it was delivered to the guests upstairs, and some of them were busy today. ”

"Then will you give me a pot of wine when you're done?"

The middle-aged man licked his face and said, Song Chunyao turned his head and rolled his eyes.

"Look at you like this, you don't have a proper shape. The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, I really don't know what Yu'er will be taught by you. ”

Zhang Zitang no longer quarreled with the woman, lowered his head and stir-fried the yellow beef in the pot.

In the backyard of Aoyeju, an eighteen-year-old boy in white is standing in front of a tree with a crooked neck.

At this moment, a head popped out of the low courtyard wall.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu", the man waved his hand and shouted in a suppressed voice.

When Song Duanyu heard the shout, he walked to the edge of the wall and said to the visitor.

"Stone, how did you act like a thief this morning? ”

The boy named Stone made a silent gesture, "What are you shouting, I have found an amazing treasure." ”

Song Duanyu was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand and touched the young man's forehead, "Are you okay with the stone?"

Stone's face turned red, "Who do you say has a bad brain? I really found that treasure, you listen to me slowly." ”

Yesterday afternoon, Shi followed Liu Laohan to Sanshan Town to buy goods and rested in Xiaozhong Mountain.

The small heavy mountain towers into the clouds, and there is snow on the top of the mountain all year round. Nearly halfway up the mountain, there is a small pool, where passers-by often come to fetch water. At this time, two people in robes sat opposite each other and talked.

"Is there any news about the key to the Xuanwu Secret Treasure?"

"Yes, in the man's hand. ”

"It's him. ”

The conversation fell into the ears of the stone.

Song Duanyu pursed his lips, "Xuanwu Secret Collection, key?"

He shook his head, "It's useless to know this, we don't know the location of the Xuanwu Vault, and we don't have the keys in those two people's mouths. You, don't daydream. ”

The stone hurriedly said, "Don't worry. You know I have a knack for memorization, and I made a note of the shapes, postures, and walking postures of those two people. This morning, I saw them again at the entrance of the town. ”

Song Duanyu was taken aback when she heard this, "Then where are they now?"

The stone pointed behind Song Duanyu, "It's in your restaurant." As long as we sneak up on them, we can find the treasure. ”

"No, this is too dangerous", Song Duanyu stopped, "There are a lot of people from the rivers and lakes in the restaurant today, if there is really this Xuanwu Secret Collection, it will not be your turn to me, and it will be light if there is no treasure at that time, be careful that your life will also end for others." ”

Shi was anxious, "Why are you so spineless?" If we can get a treasure, we will be developed. I can marry the sister of the Liu family, and the rest of the money will buy you martial arts classics, what a good thing. ”

"I have to tell Uncle Zhang about this, Uncle Zhang has seen the world outside, listen to what he has to say. ”

Song Duanyu was just about to pull out his legs, when he heard the stone roar, "Song Duanyu, if you tell me about this, our brothers for more than ten years will be in vain." ”

Song Duanyu hesitated for a moment, and then walked to the back kitchen of Qingye Building.

Looking at Song Duanyu's back, the stone shook his arm hatefully.

"It's not promising, and when something happens, it's like this. ”

The stone jumped off the wall and walked away.

In the back kitchen, Zhang Zitang leaned on a rattan chair and smoked a dry cigarette. The plate of yellow beef that was fried earlier has been sent to the guests upstairs, and now I have to smoke a few puffs of dry tobacco to relieve my fatigue.

Song Duanyu entered the room, found a small bench, and dusted off the stool with his hands.

"Uncle Zhang, are you done, I want my mother to see you like this, but I want to talk about you again. ”

"Your mother is busy in the front, how can she have time to come to the back kitchen. Zhang Zitang put the dry tobacco aside, "Yu'er, how are you practicing on the pile." ”

"Uncle Zhang, I've been practicing standing for more than half a year, when will you teach me martial arts. Song Duanyu said.

Zhang Zitang snorted coldly, "At a young age, you are so ambitious." How long have you been practicing, and you can't take it anymore? You kid should be so anxious, don't practice as soon as possible. ”

Seeing Zhang Zitang so serious, Song Duanyu scratched his head, "I know, Uncle Zhang." ”

"You kid still have something to do, don't be an eyesore in front of your uncle, go to the yard and stand on a stake. ”

"Uncle, Shi told me something just now. ”

Song Duanyu told Zhang Zitang the news of the Xuanwu Secret Treasure in detail.

Zhang Zitang's brows furrowed, "Xuanwu Secret Collection." ”

The sun is blazing, and the sun is at its hottest of the day. The spilled gold dust mixed with the dust on the ground, spreading along the snake line of light and darkness in the room.

One foot down, stirring up a lot of dust.

Zhang Zitang got up from the rattan chair and turned his back to Song Duanyu.

"Yu'er, you don't care about this matter, there is no Xuanwu Secret Treasure at all. ”

Zhang Zitang turned around and stared at Song Duanyu, "Your mother hopes you are safe." ”

Song Duanyu looked at Zhang Zitang, and suddenly felt that the middle-aged man in front of him was a little unfamiliar.

"Uncle wants to go out, don't tell your mother. ”

Song Duanyu's ghost replied, "Hmm." ”