On a hot day, it would be great to have a bowl of sour plum soup with ice ballast. But that kind of life is not something that ordinary people can enjoy. Although there is no sour plum soup with ice ballast, it is also excellent to drink a bowl of herbal tea from Lao Li's family.

A bowl of living spring water, half a pinch of good tea leaves, no need to modify it, this is a bowl of good tea. But such a good tea, if it is cooled in a daze, it is not a good herbal tea. For such a bowl of good herbal tea, Lao Li had to carry a load of tea every night, walk seven or eight miles of mountain roads, and soak the tea in a deep pool. Then wait until the hottest time the next day, Lao Li picks out the tea and sells it in a big bowl. But this herbal tea is only sold for half an hour. It's not that Old Li Qi pretends to be a self-proclaimed product, but this tea has been left for a long time, and it is not so cold.

At noon, a belt issuer with a string of strange Buddha beads hanging around his neck came to Lao Li's tea shop. This walker was born with a black face, thick eyebrows and big eyes revealing such an evil aura. As soon as this fierce and vicious walker came to the tea shop, Lao Li was frightened and took two steps back. Over the years, Lao Li has seen all kinds of people, and he has never seen them even more terrifying than this walker. What scared him was the string of Buddhist beads around the neck of the walker, only the string of Buddhist beads was of different sizes, but the smallest one was the size of an adult strong man's fist, and each Buddha bead was a skull.

"I'm obedient, how many people should I have killed!" Lao Li trembled in his heart and couldn't help but think.

Seeing this, the fierce and vicious walker smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, old man, this is carved from stone." ”

"What are you doing with this?"

The walker said with a smile: "When the monks are outside, it is inevitable that the thieves will be worried about the degree and the bowl, carving such a thing to bluff people." ”

Lao Li smiled when he heard this: "Tender in this offspring, is it also quite shrewd." With that, Lao Li handed him a bowl of herbal tea.

The walker drank it all in one gulp and was addicted.

Lao Li saw that he was still salivating, so he handed him another bowl. The walker was about to drink, but a sword lay across the mouth of the bowl.

The walker's eyes flickered, and he squinted away, only to see that the sword lay across the mouth of his bowl was a raunchy young man. He was stunned and then smiled: "If the donor wants to drink, then this bowl of tea will be yours." ”

Lao Li played a round and said: "Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, herbal tea and nuns." ”

The young man smiled and said, "Don't call me a donor, because I never spend money in the temple." You can call me the Three Wonderful Swordsmen, the wonderful swords, the wonderful postures, and the wonderful people. If you find it troublesome, you can also call me Ah Jiu. ”

The walker put his hand on the skull bead and smiled: "Three wonderful swordsmen, the poor monk really hasn't heard of it. ”

Ah Jiu smiled and said, "Have you ever heard of the old turtle monk who committed adultery, plundered and plundered, killed people, and strung the heads of dead people with Buddhist beads?"

"Wow!"

The string of skeletons fell to the ground, and the walker's hand was still in the air, as if he were grabbing Buddha beads. But his head has been strung together by Ah Jiu with a sword and put on his shoulder. Ah Jiu grabbed the collar of the walker's corpse and said, "Go, don't delay people to do business." ”

Lao Li was dumbfounded, and his soul was scattered.

Since then, the common people have never tasted Lao Li's herbal tea again.

"The last vote is going to Jiangnan, and I don't know if the road ahead is good or not. Ah Jiu looked at the north and then at the south, and a tangled complex color appeared in his eyes. But the tangle dissipated after a while. He took up his sword and resolutely headed south.

Since then, no one has seen Ah Jiu in Beimang again.

Seven days later, on the Tianzhu Peak of Wudang Mountain.

Ah Jiu and Dong Ping sat on a rock raised from the cliff, and in front of them was the vast Wudang Mountains with many peaks. Behind them was the first gate in Wudang Mountain, the True Martial Heavenly Sacred Palace.

"Where, when my big daddy picked me up. ”

"And over there, when I was young, my third mother used to take me there to play. Ah Jiu pointed with his finger and said to Dong Ping. In fact, in front of them, there was only a vast sea of clouds that were churning and undulating. Dong Ping couldn't see the mountain that Ah Jiu was talking about, but he knew that Ah Jiu would definitely be able to see it.

In the first battle of Pufu, Ah Jiu was wounded in a total of 36 places. The deepest of them was in his chest. No matter how good his figure was, he only dodged 3,242 moves.

He was now pale and thin. But his brows are still flying, still uninhibited. His sword was still in his hand.

Dong Ping was silent, this was the first time, he had nothing to say.

Suddenly, Ah Jiu smiled and said, "How about we come to the competition?"

Dong Ping also stood up, and he smiled: "Okay." Dong Ping couldn't refuse.

After saying that, Ah Jiu suddenly took out his sword, but this move was easily blocked by Dong Ping.

"Too Slow......

Before Dong Ping finished speaking, Ah Jiu took out another sword, and Dong Ping blocked it again. A sword was blocked, and Ah Jiu made another sword, a sword, a sword and another sword. His sword was getting faster and faster, and Dong Ping was getting harder and harder to resist. Gradually, the fast sword Ah Jiu returned, and his sword was as fast as ever.

"Dang!"

This sword stabbed at Dong Ping's eyebrows.

Dong Ping couldn't stop it, but he blocked it. The snow swordsman, erected in front of him.

A light laugh reached his ear: "Goodbye, friend." ”

Ah Jiu went straight down, and he fell towards the cliff.

"Ah Jiu!"

Dong Ping shouted, he flew down, but only caught Ah Jiu's sword. Dong Ping thought that if he grabbed Ah Jiu's sword, he would be able to catch him. But this time, Ah Jiu let go of his sword.

The first and last time.

Ah Jiu's smiling face fell farther and farther away, and Ah Jiu's lips moved lightly. Dong Ping couldn't hear it, but he saw it.

He was saying, "Please let me fall into the sea of clouds." ”

Why does my heart hurt so much?

Dong Ping's eyes darkened, and he also fell down.

At this time, a hand grabbed him.

The old man's voice sounded in Dong Ping's ears: "This is a swordsman, the best destination." ”

Back in time, before Ah Jiu went to kill the old ghost monk, he had also been to a place.

Yuzhou, tavern.

The tavern is rarely visited, the shop is deserted, but it is also clean.

"Come on, drink. ”

Ah Jiu walked in, he rarely drank alone.

As soon as he walked in, he was greeted by a girl who looked like a peugeot but was dressed plainly. As soon as the girl saw Ah Jiu, tears were about to flow out.

"Engong, why are you here?"

The girl's hands kept wiping on her apron, and her eyes were full of crampedness. This girl was rescued by Ah Jiu from the cottage where he put an end to the tiger on the night he drank with Dong Ping and Wuming.

Ah Jiu smiled and said, "I didn't know that you opened it here, but when I saw that it was clean, I came." ”

"Engong sit down!"

The girl hurriedly wiped a chair clean, and Ah Jiu did it with a smile. The girl brought a jar of good wine, and wanted to be busy cooking. Ah Jiu waved his hand and said, "Don't be busy, have a drink with me." ”

The girl squirmed slightly, she didn't actually know how to drink, but when she heard that Ah Jiu wanted her to drink, she sat down. After drinking a few cups, Ah Jiu fell into the girl's arms first.

"I'm leaving. ”

The girl was stunned when she heard this, and she said stupidly: "Where is Engong going?"

"The South, the far, far South. ”

"Then, will that Engong come back?"

"I don't know. ”

"Then, did Engong and his friends say goodbye?"

"I don't know. ”

"How could you not know?"

"I don't know if I dare to leave after saying goodbye to them......"

After speaking, Ah Jiu fell asleep in the girl's arms.

At this time, an old man came to the tavern with firewood. As soon as he saw Ah Jiu lying in his arms, he was furious, he pulled out his flat burden, and he was about to go forward to fight.

The girl "shhh ”

When the old man heard this, he stopped in mid-air. He glanced at Ah Jiuhou, changed his face and smiled: "This is a good offspring." Then, the old man said, "You take down Engong's sword, and let's help him into the house to sleep." ”

Immediately, the girl went to get Ah Jiu's sword, but the sword seemed to grow in Ah Jiu's hand, and she couldn't take it down.

"Daddy, I can't take it off. ”

Hearing this, the old man waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I haven't let go of something in my heart in this future life." Daddy, I'm still counting on him to marry you. ”

Count, count.

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