A group of people from the Xian Mountain, from the north gate into the city, but see the pass of the Ya ten miles, vertical and horizontal Xingluo, Zhumen ten thousand households, the city full of chess, the autumn wind bleak, send the expedition to the north, twilight clouds and mist, do not see the return of the wild goose to the south, there is a drum tower beacon in the west, make Ling Ming fold the halberd, the text is bowed down, look at the river in the east, sigh Wang Junlou boat, Jinling old things.

Fan Qin and his entourage talked and laughed, Qin Yuan was well-read and knowledgeable, Xie Wenshui had a good memory, pointed out famous deeds along the way, Range Rover expressed his feelings, a grass and a tree, not without a source, a stone and a monument, all have a origin, everyone is immersed, only feel the sorrow of the soldiers, and the rise and fall of the sudden.

They came to a lakeside, only to see the water like a mirror, quiet like a silver screen, a restaurant towering on the opposite bank, the cypress trees in front of the door are verdant, occasionally you can see a few birds perched on the branches, the lake boat is three or two, drifting with the tide, not the scenery.

With the arrival of Fan Qin and others, the "chirping" birdsong sounded, and the birds flew away. Revealing the three gilded characters engraved on the signboard of the restaurant, "Zhi Huanlou".

Fan Qin saw those three big words, and laughed loudly, "Yun has no intention of going out of Xiu, and the bird is tired of flying and knows how to return", this restaurant is really interesting!"

Su Qingyue listened to it and asked curiously, "This is Tao Qian's "Words of Return", Mr. Wuliu is famous and admired by the world, and the store is used as the name of the restaurant, what is so ridiculous?"

"The junior sister seems to have forgotten one thing. On the side, Qin Yuan walked past her and said with a smile, "As the so-called "door can be a bird", birds and birds are afraid of people, so pedestrians pass by and are shocked from the branches, if the trees outside the door of a restaurant are full of birds, doesn't it mean that no one cares about this restaurant?"

"Then the shopkeeper should be angry and smash the sign!" He Xiyun said with a big grin on the side, Yu Kongshan muttered to himself when he heard it, "Maybe there is also a pun here, that is, I expect customers to turn back and business will prosper." ”

"It doesn't matter what he does", "he doesn't return to the building", as long as the things are delicious!"

He Xiyun didn't care, he stepped into the restaurant first, and raised his voice, "The shopkeeper has anything delicious to serve!"

Xie Wenshui sighed in his heart when he heard this, and unconsciously clutched his money bag, Yu Kongshan put one hand on his shoulder and said comfortingly, "I'll pay, I'll pay." Xie Wenshui breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

"Didn't you sell calligraphy and paintings?" Qin Yuan whispered in his ear, "What are you selling?"

"A copy of my grandfather's collection of "Sunny Post When the Snow is Fast"..."Xie Wenshui said, Qin Yuan's eyes widened when he heard this, Yu Kongshan was about to enter the door, when he heard this, he stumbled and almost fell...

"Senior brother, why don't you come in!" He Xiyun turned around and shouted, but he saw that Yu Kongshan and Qin Yuan had purple faces, as if they were going to eat people...

Su Qingyue and Qi Xinlan were quite compatible, and they talked about everything, but at this time, they suddenly glanced at the scene in front of them, and they all felt strange, "Is there anything strange about this threshold?

Su Qingyue smiled, looked back and saw Fan Ling and the others outside the door, and shouted, "If you don't come in again, you won't have anything to eat later!"

When the two heard this, Ling Jiange looked indifferent, and his pace was still slow, but Fan Qin grabbed him and hurriedly ran to the restaurant...

In the end, Xiangzhou is an important town of the ancient city, even a restaurant is antique, the hall is overcrowded, the seats are full, the wall hangs the Maha handwriting, Taibai authentic handwriting, and the wall cabinet stores Huadiao mellow wine, Du Kangjia wine. The aroma of wine wafts through the wooden cabinet, refreshing people's hearts and spleens, and the hall is full of drunkenness.

"That's... Senior Brother Yu..."He Xiyun's face was bitter, but Yu Kongshan snorted coldly, and did not answer, he looked at Xie Wenshui again, the latter couldn't bear it, and was sighing and about to pay for it, when suddenly Qin Yuan said coldly, "Uncle Xie, the rules of the Heavenly Abandonment Valley stipulate that if you drink too much during the mission, what is the punishment?"

Xie Wenshui looked at He Xiyun, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Punish copying the "Wine Message" a thousand times..."

He Xiyun licked his lips and snorted, "The wine worm in my stomach screams..."

"Oh. Yu Kongshan and Qin Yuan said in unison. The people at the table leaned back and closed together with laughter, only He Xiyun twisted his head and got angry.

"Mr. Ho!"

He Xiyun was depressed, suddenly heard a soft call, and looked at it, but it was Fan Qin who was smiling at him, he was already in a bad mood, and he had a bad impression of Fan Qin, and he was only laughing at himself at the moment, and when he was about to have a seizure, he suddenly saw Fan Qin take out a broken silver from his arms, "Mr. take it to the bar, the kid has offended a lot before, please bear with me." As he spoke, he handed over the money.

He Xiyun only felt blushing at this time, and looked back and thought about it, this kid didn't do anything wrong, but he had a lot of prejudices against him, and now the child took the initiative to show goodwill, but he was really crazy and had no stomach. I made up my mind, but my face didn't show it, and I coughed lightly and said, "I didn't have it before, but how can I be an adult and ask for a child's money? ”

Fan Qin listened, rolled his eyes, smiled, and left his seat, He Xiyun secretly regretted it in his heart, but he didn't want to lose his identity, so he turned around to eat vegetables at the moment, and Yu Kongshan said sharply, "Meat dishes should not exceed three chopsticks, and vegetarian dishes are casual." ”

"Why!" He Xiyun said angrily.

"You still have the face to ask!" Yu Kongshan frowned and said, "Cangyou Gong's collection has been sold for you to eat and drink! If this continues, our sect will go out to beg for food!" Xie Wenshui hurriedly pleaded, "After that, the fields left by the ancestors are abundant..."

He didn't say anything, Yu Kongshan turned his head and glared at him, "And you!

Xie Wenshui had to shut up, He Xiyun was like a deflated ball, he had no appetite, and he ate without chopsticks... Suddenly, I felt a burst of wine aroma, and when I looked down, I saw that it was Fan Qin carrying two wine jars, squatting on the ground and smiling at him.

"Good boy!" He Xiyun was overjoyed and said in a low voice, "Just rush to this wine, just tell me if you have anything in the future!"

Fan Qin also smiled, how could he hide this little trick from Yu Qin and the others? It's just that the two of them also wanted to see Fan Qin's temperament, and they also borrowed his hand to appease the junior brother who made a mistake, and pretended not to know at the moment.

Ling Jiange was very uncomfortable, he was originally a prodigal swordsman, because of fate, he would meet the Heavenly Abandoned Valley and his party, after experiencing the turmoil in Wuzhai, he wanted to part ways, but perhaps because he was lonely and helpless since he was a child, he didn't say anything, he still valued Fan Qin as a friend in his heart, so although he had a gap with He Xiyun, because of Fan Qin, he still stayed. Most of his expenses along the way were borne by the Heavenly Abandoned Valley, Qin Yuan Yukong Mountain thanked him for carrying his sword to break into the village and help him with righteousness, so naturally he wouldn't say anything, but he didn't want to owe others himself, so he didn't use chopsticks at the moment.

"Isn't the food to your liking?"

Su Qingyue looked at him and said, Ling Jiange turned his head to look, the girl looked at it with clear eyes, and immediately looked away, "It's nothing, I'm not hungry." ”

With a "click", the girl's chopsticks fell on the table, staring at Ling Jiange with her eyes, and she didn't move away at all. Everyone at the table was stunned, and Ling Jiange was even more at a loss, "I... Is there something on my face? What are you staring at me for?"

Thousands of miles of desert, lonely smoke and flying geese, under the cold moonlight, a man in armor played the reed flute, playing a country sound, the young Su Qingyue held the warm cooking cake in his hand, leaned against him, let the wind blow away the green silk like a waterfall, suddenly like a dream empty flower.

"Eat, I'm not hungry" The man turned his head, and a touch of tenderness crossed his cold face, like a wisp of spring water flowing through the girl's heart.

"Sister Su?

Qi Xinlan's cry came, pulling Su Qingyue back from her memories.

"Uh-huh... I... I saw a grain of rice in the corner of your mouth just now..."Su Qingyue's cheeks turned red, her voice became smaller and smaller, and gradually lowered.

"I haven't even moved my chopsticks, where did I get the rice?" Ling Jiange frowned and thought.

"There are arbors in the south, which cannot be thought about, and there are wandering girls in the Han, which cannot be thought. The breadth of the Han is incomprehensible. Jiang Zhi's swimming, can't be thought of. ”

The building is a quiet and elegant atmosphere, most of the diners are whispering and drinking, this song came, it is tantamount to the waves of the flat ground, Fan Qin followed the prestige, only to see three people step into the restaurant, one has a long beard and a white face, a Taoist robe is light, and a person is dressed in a monk's uniform, with a round face and a smile. The first person hummed a little song lightly, chiffon with sleeves, a little flower on his clothes, his face was plump and graceful, and he was unparalleled, even a good-looking boy like Qin Yuan was indistinguishable from him.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, the women in the store were all cheeks like peach, and their hearts were dark. When their husbands or men saw it, they all scolded in low voices, and even worse, they angrily pulled up the female relatives and immediately left, and before going out, they glared at the son fiercely.

"Alas... The world has really changed. The boy shook his head while smiling bitterly, picked out a square scarf from his arms with a folding fan with his right hand, and said to the Taoist priest, "Daoist, tell me, isn't it common sense that these two feelings are happy, yin and yang are in harmony?"

The Taoist priest replied lightly, "Yin and Yang harmony is the principle of heaven, and the two are happy but human, just like everyone knows that it is common for tigers to eat sheep, and there will still be people who can't bear it." Heavenly principles encompass all things, and human ethics are no exception, but you also have to pay attention to the law, if Young Master Murong doesn't want to become a prodigal son who everyone spurns, please take care of the face of "wiping Fengtang" when acting, after all, there are no rules, and there is no circle. ”

The boy listened to this instruction, but he didn't care, still smiled, and put the square towel to his nose and sniffed it. The monk in Ziyi on the side saw it, stepped forward and said with a smile, "Men love women, yin and yang are perfect, this is the truth, and my tantric sect also has a practice method of "joy Zen", which must be practiced by men and women in order to be at ease. ”

"Oh, this method is interesting!" The young man smiled, and the Taoist was frowning, and the monk hurriedly smiled and said, "This is very good, Young Master Murong is willing to enter my Buddha gate wall?"

"It doesn't have to be. ”

Young Master Murong smiled and walked towards the restaurant, the monk intended to please, but he didn't want to touch his nose, but the man walked behind Gongzi with a smile.

"Childe, childe, please inside!" The shopkeeper was well-informed, so he could naturally see that this passer-by was a rich master, and he greeted him with a smile at the moment.

"No need, let's hurry up, just outside for a while, serve a few good dishes, oh, another river carp, it must be fresh, but it is not shoddy." Young Master Murong sat down and shook his fan. The Taoist monks also sat next to him.

"Ignore it, take care of it! We know that the ingredients in the return building are all bought directly from the fishermen on the riverside, and they just arrived in the morning, and they are absolutely fresh!" said the shopkeeper with a smile while wiping the table.

When the young master heard this, he pretended to be angry and said, "You fellow is not honest! We just came from the riverside, why didn't we see the fishermen?"

The guy was shocked, and hurriedly whispered, "Little master, you are from out of town, don't let anyone hear this, if the people who spread it to the "Mingfeng Tower" hear it, they will cause trouble!"

"Mingfeng Tower?" Young Master Murong was puzzled when he heard this, "Is this a restaurant or a brothel?"

The guy shook his head, didn't dare to say any more, thinking that he was afraid of getting into trouble, and when he was about to leave, Young Master Murong handed him a fan, and the guy was strange, the fan opened with a "bang", and the fan tray was similar, with five Kaiyuan Tongbao on it, the guy looked at Young Master Murong with a puzzled face, and suddenly heard the monk smile and said, "Do you lose your identity if you don't have a reward for Young Master Murong?"

The guy got the reward for nothing, and the smile on his face was even more happy, and he bowed again and again, and flew away.

"Dao Elder is well-informed, can you know what kind of place that 'Mingfeng Tower' is?" Young Master Murong asked while pouring tea for that Daoist, "Look here, the guys seem to be very afraid of them?"

"I'm ashamed to say that. The man shook his head and sighed, "The poor Dao has been in retreat for a long time in the "Infinite View", and he does not involve in the red dust, but he is well-informed. ”

The monk's sycophants hadn't been filmed in place before, but now he seized the opportunity and said with a smile, "Young Master Murong has ever heard of 'The Angry Dragon Turns Over the River, and the Phoenix Sings Nine Howls'?"

"Oh?" Young Master Murong came to the spirit, his hands did not stop, and he also filled the monks with tea, and the Taoist priest looked around while drinking tea, looking at the scenery.

"When the little monk went to Jinling from Tubo, he had passed by here, so he had heard of some martial arts stories in the Central Plains," the monk said slowly, "The "angry dragon" surnamed Chen, the name Yanzuo, is the owner of the first water village "Wuzhai" in Wujiang, and the former Wujiang "Flying Fish Village" was merged, and the thief "Treading Water Without a Trace" was his wife, with huge power and limelight. ”

Young Master Murong looked ahead, as if thinking about something, and the monk saw that he was fascinated by what he heard, and continued, "Just when the lord of the village was the hero of Jingchu and his prestige was far and wide, a scribe suddenly came, claiming to be surnamed Chu, and one person and one knife broke the three major helmsmen of Wuzhai and seventeen good hands, and finally fought with the "Angry Dragon" Chen Yanzuo to become evenly matched, and since then, the reputation of the "Fengming Knife" has spread, and this huge Jingchu land boundary is entrenched by them separately. ”

The monk saw that Young Master Murong was focused, but when he was worried, he smiled and said, "Young Master Murong, don't worry, with the name of Master Murong's "Sword Roaring Southeast", forgive them and don't dare to act rashly.

"Ahem. The Taoist on the side coughed lightly, and then Young Master Murong suddenly turned around and smiled dryly at the monk, "What? Is this Mingfeng Mansion a green building?"

The monk's smile was more ugly than crying, and he didn't listen to this kid just now... However, the monk was not easy to have a seizure, so he smiled and continued to explain.

"Sister Su, why does that person keep staring at me?" Qi Xinlan looked at the young master Murong and whispered to Su Qingyue.

"Maybe it's where you came from, don't be afraid, let my sister here, he won't dare to mess around. Su Qingyue looked at Young Master Murong's table coldly and comforted.

"Mr. He, can you teach me the "Cloud Blowing Hand"?" Fan Qin asked in a low voice, He Xiyun was drinking, suddenly choked, looked around, and looked down at Fan Qin, "What did you say?"

Fan Qin told Lingyun Daoren about the art teaching, He Xiyun frowned, and was silent in thought.

There was a "boom" sound, followed by the sound of small footsteps like rain, which was chaotic, and the diners in the building stopped their chopsticks and looked out of the door.

"Fence it off!"

A group of martial arts high-rollers with swords rushed into the restaurant, the door was rudely pushed open, "boom" sounded, some diners got up and wanted to leave, but saw a high-roller swing a knife to cut off, the person has been cut off by the waist, the blood spring bursts, straight up three feet, for a while, screams and cries are intertwined, the dishes are broken with the altar in unison, and another high-roller stepped out and let out a roar, which shook everyone's eardrums and overshadowed all the voices "Damn, shut up!" He looked around, everyone hugged their heads and hesitated, and some were even so frightened that they lay on the ground. Seeing that there were two tables of people sitting upright, they were not afraid, one table was both men and women, and the other table of monks and Taoists were sitting together, and they raised a loud shout, "Give me a down!"

On this vocal cord, Fan Qin felt that his ears seemed to be piercing, Ling Jiange also had a bad complexion, and suddenly Yu Kongshan pressed one hand on Fan Qin's back, and the internal strength rushed in, and Fan Qin was much more comfortable.

The man looked at Fan Qin's table and seemed to be all calm, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and then looked at the other table with fewer people, the boy looked painful, and it was easier to think about it, as the saying goes, "persimmons pick up soft pinch", that person intended to stand up, and immediately raised the knife and walked towards the young master.

"Yo! is this Su Xiu?" the man looked envious and said with a cruel smile, "It seems that this prince is from the southeast, and he is a newcomer and doesn't know the rules!"

The high-rollers on the side burst into laughter, Fan Qin saw a nervousness in his heart, and didn't want Ling Jian Singer to be on the hilt of the sword, the two of them were ready to help, but they heard Qin Yuan's voice faintly coming "Don't move yet." Fan Qin knew that he was resourceful, so he had to wait and see what happened.

"This eldest brother, do you have any rules when I come to this restaurant for dinner?" said Young Master Murong with a bitter face.

"There are no rules for eating, but if we come in and arrest people, and you don't cooperate, it's a bit rude. The man shook the knife and said with a smile, "But as the saying goes, "Money can make ghosts grind", I don't want more, just take a hundred taels of silver to spend, and forget it." ”

"A hundred taels?" said Young Master Murong, "This is easy to do, but I spent money, so you have to show a little bit, don't you?"

When the man heard that the windfall was coming, he greeted him with a smile, "This is easy to say! The prince has paid, and that is the guest of our "Mingfeng Building", the guest in the hall, that is absolutely indiscriminate!"

"What kind of hospitality?" said Young Master Murong with a smile.

"What does Childe want? Do you want to listen to music or do you want to watch a play? Let's be the east and do the friendship of landlords!" the man smiled and patted Childe on the shoulder.

"Then let's watch the play. The corners of Young Master Murong's mouth rose slightly.

"Ahhhh

The man's palm had not yet fallen to the child's shoulder, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his wrist, straight like iron tongs, he looked at it, it was the Taoist priest who held his wrist with one hand, and his face was indifferent, "You!" The man was anxious and angry, and the other hand swung a knife at the Taoist priest's face, but unexpectedly, the knife was in front of the Taoist priest, and it was difficult to enter an inch! Everyone took a look, only to see that the Taoist priest had a finger standing on his chest, and the knife cut his finger, not only did not cut it off, but the blade showed signs of recoiling!

"Let it go!"

The man's anger was so angry that he kicked sideways under his feet, kicking the leg of the Taoist priest sitting down on the bench twice, and the chair collapsed in response.

"Huan empty legs!" the man shouted, the Taoist priest smiled, and asked Young Master Murong, "What play does Young Master want to see?"

"Didn't you say that just now?" Young Master Murong said with a smile, "Money can make ghosts grind", and his virtue is almost the same as that of ghosts now, shopkeeper! Do you have a stone mill? Where is it?"

The shopkeeper was frightened and hid behind the cabinet, where did he dare to answer? This boy has a master to protect him, so he naturally doesn't take Mingfenglou in his eyes, but he is a shopkeeper who opened a restaurant, and he ran away from the monk, does the temple still want it?

"That's it!" Young Master Murong saw that no one answered, so he smiled and said, "There are a few tables over there, and they add up to about the same weight as a mill." Before he finished speaking, the monk on the side had already flown out, only to see that he was fast and bizarre, taking it in the east and carrying it in the west, and in a blink of an eye, most of the chairs and stools in the huge Zhihuanlou were stacked together like a pagoda, and then returned to the seat.

A group of high-rollers had seen their companions humiliated and wanted to come to the rescue, but when they saw the monk's martial arts, they pushed and retracted the ones they had just taken, just shouting, and no one wanted to come out.

The Taoist priest grabbed the high roller's wrist and pointed out that it was like the wind, and there were several points on his body, and the Taoist priest's internal strength poured in, penetrating through his heart, and the man's painful sweat was repeated, vertical and horizontal like a stream, "If you want to relieve the pain, push the stack of tables and chairs out of the door." ”

As soon as he let go, the man stood unsteadily, fell to the ground, and barely got up, but his face turned purple and was very frightening.

He walked slowly to the pile of tables and chairs, and tried his best to feed, but he couldn't move a single point. When the diners saw it, they all applauded!

"This young master is not bad-hearted!" Fan Qin saw it, and he was secretly amused.

"Hey! This is called "the wicked have their own wicked grinding", if you encounter something more powerful, isn't it being played as a monkey?" Su Qingyue sneered, "That son, he doesn't look like a wicked person..."Qi Xinlan muttered in a low voice, Su Qingyue listened, and said angrily, "You just said that he didn't look like a good person, how could he change his hexagram in a blink of an eye!" Qi Xinlan's cheeks were stained with peach powder, and she said shamefully, "How can there be!"

"It is said that the face of a woman is in February, and I still don't believe it. He Xiyun saw this, and whispered to Xie Wenshui, "Senior Brother Xie, are you turning your face fast when you turn the book?"

Xie Wenshui didn't answer yet, suddenly Su Qingyue's eyes were like swords, and she glared at them, and the two hurriedly interrupted, Xie Wenshui screamed in his heart, "What does this have to do with me......"