Chapter 67 The Night of the Old Man Comes

"How could the master give me such a powerful magic weapon?" Xue Hanjiang asked curiously.

Yu Buqi didn't understand, shook his head and said, "I don't know about this." But the art of teaching Zhou Yi is unparalleled in the world, since it has been given to you, you are good to use it. ”

Xue Hanjiang nodded, took the jade pendant from Yu Buqi's hand with both hands, took it with him, and carefully stuffed it into his clothes.

Yu Buqi saw that after Xue Hanjiang put on the jade pendant, the aura realm was hidden, and he couldn't see that he was a cultivator at all, and he was also amazed.

After drinking the Qianzhen Fog Pine Tea, Yu Buqi said to Xue Hanjiang: "Hanjiang, the teacher is also leaving." Next, you will have a good experience in Xuandu. You don't have to worry about the Qingmen matter, we will take care of it. ”

"The teacher and disciple have another thing to report. ”

Xue Hanjiang told Yu Buqi about Zhao Yunqi.

Yu Buqi listened to what he said, nodded and said: "You still teach him to read and write for the time being, he is not over, there is still a grandmother at home, and after his grandmother is a hundred years old, if there is still fate at that time, take him to the book mountain to learn the sea." ”

Sending Yu Buqi away, Xue Hanjiang teased Xiaobai, and went to bed to cultivate.

When the teahouse opened, Zhao Yun got up and didn't see Cheng Baixue in the teahouse, so he asked, and was prevaricated by Xue Hanjiang on the grounds that Cheng Baixue had something at home. Fortunately, Zhao Yunqi was just a child after all, so he didn't ask any more.

As the days passed, the weather became gradually colder, Xue Hanjiang and Zhao Yunqi also put on cotton clothes, but the teahouse business was still lukewarm, and the change of seasons seemed to have no effect on the teahouse.

"Brother Xue, it's snowing!" Zhao Yunqi looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky and shouted happily to Xue Hanjiang.

Xue Hanjiang raised his head, looked at the falling snowflakes outside, exhaled a hot breath, and sighed: "It seems that the New Year is almost over." ”

"Brother Xue, you don't remember the wrong day. It's more than a month before the 30th of the Chinese New Year's Eve. Zhao Yunqi sighed when he heard Xue Hanjiang sigh and said strangely.

Xue Hanjiang glanced at Zhao Yunqi, and said a little speechlessly: "Isn't it close for more than a month, it's over in the blink of an eye." ”

Zhao Yunqi smiled, he thought of the appearance of his first visit to the store, as if it was yesterday. It's just that he is no longer the ignorant child, and now he has learned almost those few Mongolian books. And one tael of silver a month also reduces the burden of carrying the family, and his grandmother no longer has to work tirelessly every day to help others. He was very grateful to Xue Hanjiang for taking him in, so he was very serious about both work and study, and he secretly swore in his heart that one day he would repay Xue Hanjiang's great kindness.

"Boss, come to a pot of old dreams to warm up. ”

Zhao Yunqi saw the guests coming, and hurriedly responded: "The guest officer will sit down first and come immediately." He greeted the guests, then took the tea leaves and went to the room to make tea.

"It's really about to become a shopkeeper now. Xue Hanjiang saw Zhao Yunqi's busy figure and laughed.

It's winter now, and the sky is getting dark quickly. Zhao Yunqi was already literate, Xue Hanjiang bought a few books for him, let him study them by himself, and ask him if he had any questions. So as soon as it was dark, Xue Hanjiang and Zhao Yunqi cleaned up the teahouse, and after Xiaobai accompanied Zhao Yunqi home, he was ready to close the store. But he suddenly raised his head sharply, and a figure walked slowly in the wind and snow.

"It's really a snowy night!" Xue Hanjiang Shennian swept over the man, and his face showed a strange look.

The man walked slowly in the wind and snow, and gradually revealed a figure wearing a cotton coat and a hood, and carrying a long knife at his waist.

"I said, Qian Daxia, it seems that you have been gone for a long time!" Xue Hanjiang said with a smile.

The man walked to the front of the store, took off his hood, and showed a familiar face, it was Qian Wuya. It's just that he has a hideous knife wound on his face at this time, from his forehead to his cheek, which is daunting.

Qian Wuya ignored Xue Hanjiang, shook the snowflakes outside the door, walked straight into the teahouse, found a seat to sit down, and said lightly: "Boss, come to the pot of old tea." ”

"If it had been someone else, I'd kicked it out. Xue Hanjiang reluctantly closed the door and turned around to boil water to make tea.

Soon Xue Hanjiang carried the teapot and sat opposite Qian Wuya, he put the teapot on the table, looked at the hideous scar on Qian Wuya's face and said, "Qian Daxia's trip is not a small price." ”

Qian Wuya picked up the teapot and poured it down to his mouth, ignoring the hot tea. After he drank the teapot of tea, he let out a long breath of hot air and said in a dry voice, "It's nothing." ”

"Can you tell me about it? Xue Hanjiang asked curiously.

Qian Wuya stared at Xue Hanjiang for a while, shook his head and said, "It's not worth saying." ”

"It's not worth saying, but it's worth doing. Xue Hanjiang said helplessly: "You are really weird." ”

"Boss, although you are not an ordinary person, but you have too little experience, you will understand later. Qian Wuya put down the two copper coins, stood up, pushed open the door of the store, and slowly disappeared into the wind and snow.

Xue Hanjiang looked helplessly at the wind and snow pouring in outside the house, shook his head and closed the store.

Qian Wuya walked slowly in the wind and snow, leaving a series of footprints behind him. He stopped abruptly at this point and looked around, and there was silence all around. By this time, it was getting late, it was snowing, the streets were empty, and the shops along the streets had long since closed. His expression remained unchanged, and he said coldly: "Come out! There is no one here, so there is no need to hide your head and tail." ”

"Hahaha, it is worthy of the famous Shura Knife, we have already restrained our breath, and on this snowy night, you can actually find us, it seems that my brothers and sisters are worth the trip this time. ”

Qian Wuya looked up, only to see two figures appear on the roof at some point. One is slender and holds a silver spear, and the other is short and holds a pair of golden sticks. He had already recognized these two people, his face was cold, and he said coldly: "Silver spear and golden stick, it's actually you!"

"Of course it's our two brothers. The two jumped down from the roof, and the man with the silver spear in his hand spoke: "Qian Wuya, this time you have not hesitated to offend His Royal Highness the King of the East for the sake of General Yun's orphans." If you have done this, you should know what will happen to you. ”

Qian Wuya pulled out the Pu knife and looked at the two vigilantly. Silver Gun Luo Xiangdong, Golden Stick Luo Xiangbei These two people are one of the top masters in the East Palace, they used to be famous masters in the rivers and lakes, but later they challenged everywhere, but they didn't know the severity of their attacks, and killed many masters of other sects, causing public anger, and hunted down the two of them together. The two of them were desperate and threw themselves into the door of the East Prince's Mansion, and the various sects were hindered by the prestige of the East Prince's Mansion, and the East King went out to mediate and apologize, and the two of them saved their lives. It's just that these two brothers haven't shown up for many years, and this time they actually appeared in Xuandu, and it seems that tonight is afraid that there will be more than luck.

"Brother, I'll try his knife first!" Na Luo raised his spear to the east and rushed towards Qian Wuya. Luo Xiangbei saw that his younger brother had taken the lead, so he secretly cursed, so he had to watch Luo Xiangdong and Qian Wuya fight helplessly.

"Qian Wuya! Eat me a shot!" Luo Xiangdong shot out with a silver spear, and the silver spear stabbed towards Qian Wuya's heart like a silver light. Qian Wuyan's sword was like the wind, swords and guns struck each other, making a piercing sound of gold and iron clashing.

Luo Xiangdong showed joy, shook his hand, and saw the silver spear shake out the shadow of the spear in the sky, shrouding Qian Wuyan.

"What a trick to shake the words!" Luo Xiangbei saw his younger brother's subtle move, and exclaimed.

Qian Wuya's face was indifferent, his toes were light, his body retreated, and the Pu knife in his hand turned into a ball of knife light, colliding with the silver spear shadow constantly, and the wind and snow were scattered by the two of them.

"Good skills, I haven't fought so happily for a long time!" Luo Xiangdong saw that Qian Wuya's knife technique was so good, and he was even more overjoyed in his heart, and praised it, but the silver spear in his hand did not stop, and the shadow of the spear retracted violently, and the shadow of the spear turned into a palm-sized silver spear flower at the tip of the gun.

Qian Wuya's face also changed when he saw this gun, this moon stick, a year knife, and a lifetime gun, this is what it means to master these three weapons. This Luo Xiangdong is afraid that he has perfected the realm of marksmanship, and he may not be able to win in the face of him, and there is an elder brother with the same name as him on the side, and he is afraid that he will be more auspicious tonight. Qian Tianya laughed out loud when he thought of this, the knife technique was even more fierce, and the sword light was even more swung into a round of red light, which was the Shura Blood Knife that he practiced himself.

The blood-colored sword light slammed into the silver spear flower, and suddenly both of them felt a large anti-shock force coming from their hands. Qian Wuya's hand tightened, Pu Dao took the silver spear to his side, turned around, and slashed at Luo Xiangdong with his backhand, and a blood-red knife light slashed towards Luo Xiangdong's chest.

Seeing this fierce move, Luo Xiangdong leaned back, let go of the silver spear with his hand, just dodged the sharp sword, and kicked the tail of the silver spear with his toes, and the silver spear spun towards him in the air.

Qian Tianya naturally couldn't let him easily receive the silver spear, and instantly slashed at Luo Xiangdong with several blades, blocking his movements. But Luo Xiangdong seemed to be an unpredictable prophet, his body had already jumped up early, and he stepped on the knife even more wonderfully, and then jumped up, took the silver gun, and shouted: "Qian Tianya, take me a move to drop the gun!" At this time, he was one man and gun, like a silver meteor falling down.

Qian Tianya knew that this move was not simple, and the Pu knife in his hand swung upwards with all his might, and the blood-red knife rose into the sky, colliding directly with the silver meteor. Suddenly, the silver and red colors in the air were intertwined, and for a while, it was like fireworks blooming.

"Is there such a big movement?" Luo Xiangbei saw such a movement, and suddenly felt bad in his heart. After all, this is in Xuandu, and if it attracts officials and city defenses, it will be troublesome. He held a pair of golden short sticks and ran towards the place where Qian Tianya and Luo Xiangdong were fighting.

At this time, Qian Tianya and Luo Xiangdong collided with each other, and the victory was not scored, but this Luo Xiangbei suddenly attacked. Luo Xiangdong shouted to Luo Xiangbei: "Brother, what are you doing!

"Stupid, you just made such a big move, who knows if the city guards and the Golden Eagle Guards will find out and rush over. We have the order of the prince in our bodies, and we will fight quickly!" Luo Xiangbei shot with two sticks and attacked Qian Tianya. Qian Tianya had spent a lot of True Qi in that move just now, and he was a little out of strength, and at this time, he had to barely block in the face of Luo Xiangbei's attack.

Luo Xiangdong heard Luo Xiangbei's words, although there was unwillingness on his face, he still nodded, and attacked Qian Tianya with a gun.