"Is that him?"

"It's him. ”

"It's him!"

"It's him ......"

Under the gate of Yangzhou City, where the sky was dark and the night was approaching, there were suddenly four shocks, four inner shocks that only the speaker could hear.

The voices came from Bai Xiaosheng, a sick scholar in the pavilion, Chu Nanzhao wearing a hat in the crowd, the young master riding a bull on the city, and the prince in white clothes holding a sword next to the carriage.

"Who is he?"

There are many Jianghu guests around the city gate of Yangzhou.

In addition to those who have extraordinary backgrounds and knowledge, for some people who are fledgling and have not been deeply involved in the rivers and lakes, they naturally do not have the vision to see the identity of the old man Huangmei at a glance, so they can't help but be a little curious.

It's just that some people keep their curiosity in their hearts, and some people choose to say it, using a questioning sentence: "Who is he?"

Su Hanshan also wanted to know.

He had personally seen the cultivation of the Void Realm where the flute shepherd boy was not in line with his age, and such a terrifying martial arts powerhouse had no power to fight back in front of the old man Huangmei!

......

A sound of someone herding cattle caused silence around the city gate.

No one dared to reply.

So the old man Huangmei, who was a flute and shepherd boy in uniform, raised his head, squinted at the young master in brocade who was holding a wine pot on the head of the city, and then scratched the itch behind his back with the broken sword Shicheng, retracted his gaze, and said indifferently: "No one claimed the cow baby, so the old man was kind and took the cattle together." ”

I originally planned to pretend to be a passer-by to fool around, maybe I would have escaped. The old man Huangmei couldn't find himself, so naturally he wouldn't embarrass a twelve or thirteen-year-old shepherd boy.

This is the wishful thinking of the season rain.

But when he heard that the old man Huangmei, who was not listening to the frogs playing chess in the grass pond, was going to take the cattle away, the rain was in a hurry.

The head of the city cautiously asked, "But Huangmei senior?"

Patting his head, with a look of remorse that suddenly dawned on him, the rain jumped down, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug his fists and smiled: "The younger generation of the Niu Beishan family, this cow herding baby has the eyes to ignore Mount Tai and sin the predecessors, I hope that the seniors look at the face of my grandfather, don't see this baby in general." ”

The old man Huangmei continued to pretend to be confused, and raised his long eyebrows: "Who is the grandson?"

There was a lot of laughter around the city gates.

On the carriage, Huang Xiang'er was also amused and smiled like a flower.

However, this made Su Hanshan even more curious. Looking at the appearance of the rain at that time, he obviously recognized and feared this senior, so he moved out of his grandfather.

However, the senior who was unkempt and eclectic and carried the chessboard on his back seemed to be unappreciative and deliberately made things difficult.

......

Shi Jiyu was slightly stunned, even if he didn't know how many words he scolded in his heart, he still squeezed out a standard innocent and harmless smile: "If you are a fake bag, you can change your seniors! Look at this scalper......"

Shi Jieyu walked over, poured a few sips of wine into the old cow and continued to explain: "In addition to my Niubei Mountain, have you ever seen an old cow drinking in the vast rivers and lakes?"

The old man Huangmei finally showed a kind smile and stroked his thin beard: "It's really the grandson of Shi Qian!

Shiyu knows very well that the old man Huangmei, who is idle and knocking on the chess pieces and falling the lanterns, is extraordinary for him to reappear in the rivers and lakes this time. Nine times out of ten, it is the trump card that escorts the Nine Emperors of the Sutang Empire, but I don't know which unborn immortal invited this out when I look at the rivers and lakes.

He didn't think that the Tang Emperor sitting high on the temple had such ability!

Now the situation is obvious, since the old man Huangmei has made a stand in front of all the Jianghu guests in Yangzhou City, he has undoubtedly released a signal to the rivers and lakes of Nuoda and even the five major temples: "If you want to move Su Hanshan, then change people! Change the old man who can't beat the ......."

Thinking of this, Shi Jiyu couldn't help but curse secretly.

Although the rivers and lakes are big, there are really not many people who can beat this old man Huangmei in the year of Jiazi! And he is only a junior, and he is obviously not on the list.

Thinking in his heart, Ji Yu said with a smile: "The junior just came down the mountain not long ago, come to the rivers and lakes to have a look! ”

The old man Huangmei, who had a little relationship with Niubei Mountain when he was young, nodded, and didn't plan to care about it any longer, so he kicked the flute shepherd boy's ass and kicked the scalper's back: "Another day, I will steal half a day of leisure and go to Niubei Mountain." Maybe I haven't fought with that kid in years......"

The old scalper, who was savoring the residual aroma of wine in his mouth, was shocked, and the flute shepherd boy with tears falling like beads broke through the crowd and ran away.

Relieved, Jiyu hurriedly retreated, bowed down and said goodbye with a smile: "Certainly, definitely, the younger generation will go back to tell my grandfather." Niubei Mountain is waiting for the arrival of seniors at any time. ”

In the season, the rain strides meteors and chases the bulls.

Come in style and leave in the wilderness.

If it weren't for the killer who took people's money and wanted to take his own head, Su Hanshan felt that this young master riding a bull was also interesting.

The old man Huangmei looked coldly at the laughing crowd around him, and stomped his feet impatiently.

In addition to the smoke and dust, the ground under his feet shook from the head of Yangzhou City.

"What are you doing here, is it possible that you want to play chess with the old man?"

Old man Huangmei squinted at everyone.

Even if you can't guess the identity of the old man who inserts Yang Liu on the chessboard, the power of this kick is enough to deter everyone.

What's more, when the hundred soldiers were on the twenty-fourth, Yu was frightened by a few words from the old man Huangmei and fled, even if he was a three-year-old child, he didn't dare to look for the old man's bad luck.

They dispersed.

Before leaving, Chu Nanzhao, who was wearing a hat in the crowd, couldn't help but glance at Su Hanshan, the ninth prince of the Sutang Empire, on the carriage.

......

Maybe it's the setting sun on the West Mountain, or maybe it's the many rivers and lakes scattered, and the city gate finally has a cool evening breeze, which is blowing in the face, which makes people feel a little more comfortable.

The old man Huangmei walked over to the young man in Mai who had been standing there and had not moved, and looked Trumen Ke up and down for a moment: "The sword is good, and the people are reluctant." It's just this heart, a paranoid mess!"

"If you don't forge a sword heart, no matter how high your swordsmanship is, what is the use of fart?"

Truman froze in place.

The old man Huangmei threw it away, and the broken sword was directly inserted into the head of Yangzhou City, shaking out several cracks in the city wall.

After leaving a sentence, the old man Huangmei turned around and left, never looking at Su Hanshan from beginning to end.

Where is Li Tianxia allowed?

I don't know how much merit Su Hanshan, a little monk, has accumulated in his previous life to meet this master to save him, if such a God-given opportunity can't be held in his hands, Li Tianxia will definitely not be able to sleep and eat.

"Senior, wait a minute. ”

The prince squeezed out a smile that seemed familiar and not long ago, and looked as treacherous as the young master who rode the bull in the rain. However, the prince obviously didn't care about this, and hurriedly jumped off the horse and waved his hand to the old man Huangmei enthusiastically.

On the carriage, Su Hanshan was slightly surprised, looked at Li Tianxia and whispered: "Could it be that this senior is really Yang Liuzhi'er, who is ranked eleventh in the Hundred Soldiers' Guide?"

The crown prince nodded meaningfully.

Thinking about it, how could he describe this senior? That was the only man in the rivers and lakes who had fought with the Sword Emperor of Western Chu in a hundred years!

Although the sword was lost later, the martial arts realm also fell, and it was extremely miserable.

But the skinny camel is bigger than the horse, and it can be seen by the degree of respect for the rain alone, if the old man Huangmei is invited into the carriage, it is definitely a reassuring pill on Sutang Road in the north!