Volume 1 Qinghong Chapter 52 Gathering at the Inn
Su Qing said again, "Although Heifeng Village has taken the Lonely Goose Sword, it will take a lot of time for Chen Zhizhang to practice to the unity of human and sword. The most important thing right now is that in four days, your father will be buried in Haohanpo. ”
Lu Sanchuan frowned slightly, his expression was serious, and he nodded slowly, "I entered the city yesterday and asked six inns in a row, and finally there was a vacant room for me to live in." ”
Su Qing's voice lowered a little, as if he was talking to himself, "Is even the north of the city full of people?"
Lu Sanchuan asked, "What does Miss Su mean by this?"
Su Qing said: "Haohan Slope is ten miles south of the south gate of Jingzhou. In order to seize the opportunity, people from all walks of life live near the South City Gate. Except for Yuan Qiming and your father, seven of the ten people lived in the inn closest to the city gate, and the only one left was Dai Ende, who lived a little farther away because of the delay. ”
Lu Sanchuan's eyebrows tightened, "Are Jiang Enyan and Wei Wuqi here too?"
Su Qing nodded and said, "Hmm." When I arrived here five days ago in the morning, there was no inn near the South Gate. In the afternoon, Jiang Enyan, Wei Wuqi, Bai Zhongxu, Wu Ming, Zhang Yi, Qin Yi, and Jiang Lingfeng all drank and ate in a tavern. Although everyone didn't say anything, they were angry and weird. ”
Lu Sanchuan's heart sank for a moment, remembering that Jiang Enyan and Wei Wuqi set fire to the Lu house, he couldn't help but be angry, and said, "Take me to see it in the afternoon!"
In the afternoon, the two rode horses from the north to the south of the city.
The tavern called "Huasheng Restaurant" is located near the South City Gate, which is really a good place for passers-by to rest and recuperate.
There are a total of eight wooden tables in the tavern. "Eight" sounds similar to "hair", and the shopkeeper has set up eight wooden tables, hoping to make a fortune. Right now, the wealth is made, but I don't know if I can keep my life.
Of the eight wooden tables, only one was left empty. No one dared to enter the tavern again.
Jiang Enyan, Wei Wuqi, Bai Zhongxu, Fifth Ming, Zhang Yi, Qin Yi, and Jiang Lingfeng each received three people, accounting for four places at a table.
For the past five days, these people have been spent in this tavern from morning to night, seemingly leisurely, but in their hearts, they are all thinking: I don't know if the subordinates sent to find out the situation of Haohanpo?
Although they were worried, they did not want to leave themselves, lest others see them as a joke.
Before Lu Sanchuan and Su Qing arrived at the door, they heard someone in the house, "Xiao Er, you have to see clearly, don't talk nonsense with your eyes open." ”
Lu Sanchuan hurriedly stepped forward and entered the door, only to see Xiao Er standing in the middle of the lobby, grabbing the leaf of a huge white radish forward with his right hand. On the right side of the white radish, someone carved the word "life" with a sharp object, and on the left, the word "death" was engraved.
It turned out that Qin Yi and Jiang Lingfeng had a dispute over whose swordsmanship was better, Qin Yi said that his fast sword was unstoppable, and Jiang Lingfeng praised his "crossing the river with a reed" as superior.
The other five were just drinking separately, and none of them wanted to get involved.
Wei Wuqi is old, and he no longer cares about this battle of tongues.
Jiang Enyan made a fan, and naturally made a sword, not speculative.
Bai Zhongxu made a fist, and he had nothing to say.
Zhang Yi said: "Two, how can there be results in such an endless argument? It is better for you to each take out your sword and speak with your ability." ”
Qin Yi said coldly, "When others praise you as a 'little ghost valley', do you really think that you are a ghost valley? If you sow discord like this, how can I not see it? You lure me and Jiang Lingfeng to make a move, it's best to make a fuss and end up together, so you will have two fewer opponents, right?"
Zhang Yi saw that the trick was exposed, so he had to laugh a few times, pick up the wine glass and drink it all.
Jiang Lingfeng sneered and said, "Shopkeeper, take a white radish." ”
When the shopkeeper saw that these Jianghu guests were each pressing their swords, where did they dare to go? Although Xiao Er was unwilling, he did not dare to disobey. Who knows what these charlatans will do?
Xiao Er followed Jiang Lingfeng's words, grabbed the leaves of the white radish, stretched out his hand forward, and the huge white radish swayed in the air, swaying slightly.
In an instant, Jiang Lingfeng drew his sword, the sword light flashed, and the word "sheng" appeared on the right side of the white radish.
Jiang Lingfeng's "left arm" Song Fengnian applauded and praised: "This word 'sheng' is full of strength and calmness. The fact that the master of Jiangmen can write such words with a long sword shows that the calligraphy is profound and the swordsmanship is outstanding. ”
Qin Yi's right-hand man He Qizheng snorted and said, "Look at this radish, it is swaying, it shows that the master of Jiangmen still lacks a little fire in his hands!"
Song Fengnian's eyebrows tightened, and he explained: "That's because Xiao Er was too nervous and his hands were shaking." ”
Qin Yi didn't speak, he pulled out his sword with a sound of "Cheng", danced the sword like flying, and carved the word "death" on the left side of the white radish in an instant.
He Qizheng also clapped his hands and praised again and again, "This word is really a pen walking dragon and snake, iron painting silver hook!"
Song Fengnian laughed twice, raised his hand to the white radish, and shouted: "Look at this white radish, it is even more powerful than Fang Cai! Does this mean that your master's swordsmanship is not very skillful?"
He was angry and was about to shoot the case, seeing that there were seven births in the tavern, and it was not his turn to be arrogant, he forcibly suppressed his anger and said in a low voice: "That's because Xiao Er was too nervous and his hands were shaking!"
Jiang Lingfeng snorted coldly, raised his chin, and was very arrogant, "Xiao Er, you have to see clearly, don't talk nonsense with your eyes open." ”
How dare Xiao Er answer? Saying that Jiang Lingfeng's swordsmanship is better offended Qin Yi and his gang, and saying that Qin Yi's swordsmanship is more exquisite offended Jiang Lingfeng and his gang. Xiao Er had no choice but to keep silent, and his legs couldn't stop shaking.
Lin Lechi, one of the "three swords" under the fifth Ming, stood up from the table, walked behind the shopkeeper, took out a finger-sized silver ingot from his arms, put it on top of Xiao Er's head, and said softly: "Hard work, this ingot of silver will be counted as your tip, go down." ”
The little second breathed a sigh of relief, raised his left hand and was about to take off the silver.
Lin Lechi's long sword suddenly came out, but after a moment's effort, he put the sword into the sheath again, and returned to the fifth Ming and sat down.
The little second had no eyes in the back of his head, and he didn't know what was going on, and when he heard the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath, he was startled, and he put his left hand next to his ear and didn't dare to move again.
Zhang Yi looked at the ingot of silver, dumbfounded, as if he had seen something incredible.
Qin Yi turned his head to look over, and when he saw Zhang Yizhi stunned, he couldn't help but smile coldly, and said, "Little Ghost Valley, have you been hiding in the valley for too long, and you haven't seen a quick draw of your sword and collect your sword? ”
Zhang Yi didn't talk back, he still looked straight at the ingot of silver, "You... You... Look at that..."
Qin Yi frowned, and said impatiently, "What am I, what am I looking at?" Seeing that Zhang Yi did not answer, he stood up, took the ingot of silver from the top of Xiao Er's head, and put it in his hand to check it.
"You told me to see—" Suddenly, he immediately froze.
On the finger-sized ingot, the words "Chaotianmen" were engraved impressively. Although these three words are small, they are clearly drawn.
Lin Lechi is only the second in command of Chaotianmen, but he can carve three words on such a small ingots with a sword in the blink of an eye. The ingots are hard, if you want to engrave words on the ingots, you must use vigor, and the ingots are placed on the top of the little two's head, as long as you are a little hard, it will definitely fall from the top of the little two's head.
Lin Lechi can not only carve the words "Chaotianmen" on the ingot, but also make the ingots sit firmly on the top of Xiao Er's head, which can be seen in the kung fu!
Qin Yi and Zhang Yi had no choice but to keep their mouths shut.
The martial arts of the second place in Chaotianmen have reached such a level, not to mention the fifth name?
Jiang Lingfeng saw that the two of them were depressed, thinking that he was impressed by his swordsmanship, so he laughed to himself and said, "If you admit that my swordsmanship is better than yours in the morning, there will be no such things!" He still had to shout a few words, but when he saw that no one was arguing with him anymore, he felt bored, so he kept silent.
Fifth Ming said lightly: "Little Er, I'm tired of serving another pot of wine." ”
Although Xiao Er lost the silver and was taken away by Qin Yi, he didn't dare to ask him for it, so he hurriedly turned around and withdrew, breathing a long sigh of relief.
Lu Sanchuan entered the tavern with Su Qing at this time.
He walked over to the empty wooden table and looked at the seven.
After entering the door, I saw three wooden tables for the first time, and the first table was sitting with four people from the "Walking Valley", Zhang Yi, Gan Zhengxiang, Deng Minghui and Shen Hongcai. Gu advocated that Yiguang was based on his face, but it was really a "sword eyebrow star", but between the eyebrows, there was a faint hint of sinister cunning.
At the second table sat four members of the "White Tiger Gang", Bai Zhongxu, Duan Chenghong, Huang Yuheng and Xiong Kai. Bai Zhongxu, the gang leader, his eyes were like torches, although he was wearing a long robe, he couldn't cover his strong body, and he was drinking by himself at this time.
At the third table, there are four people from the "Chaotianmen", the fifth Ming, Lin Lechi, Shi Lixing, and Guan Shangmeng. The fifth name of the door owner, with a distinguished temperament and calmness, obviously did not spoil his mood by the noise of Fang Cai.
In the other column to the right, there are also three wooden tables.
In the first photo, there are four people sitting in "Linjiangmen", Jiang Lingfeng, Song Fengnian, Jiang Ruixue, and Cheng Haoqi. The owner of the door, Jiang Lingfeng, was bowing his head and drinking, and he didn't dare to speak wildly.
In the second, there are four people from the "Silver Dragon Gang", Qin Yi, Zuo Zhiye, Yin Jian, and Shao Kejia. The gang leader Qin Yitong bowed his head and drank.
The third one is empty.
Further to the right, there are only two wooden tables, sitting the four members of the Zijin Gang and the four members of the Fengyue Sect.
Lu Sanchuan was silent, Gu Zi walked forward, went to the empty wooden table and sat down, and then beckoned: "Little Er, I'm tired of a pot of good wine and three dishes of side dishes." ”
Xiao Er didn't dare to shout, just looked at Lu Sanchuan and nodded repeatedly, and then buried himself in the back kitchen again.
Although there are many people in the rivers and lakes who hate the "Yan Girl" Su Qing, in this tavern, they are all first-class masters, and no one cares about these two little-known people, just that they are bolder Jianghu guests.
Although Qin Yi saw the power of Chaotianmen, he didn't know what the other five factions were capable of, although he lowered his head and drank, his two eyes turned left and right, and he kept turning until his eyes fell on Lu Sanchuan's table, and he couldn't move.
Qin Yi raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, his eyes widened, and when he saw that it was a painting sword, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Boy, where did you come from to draw a sword!"
Draw a sword?
When the rest of the people heard the sound, they turned their heads to look at it, and sure enough, they saw Lu Sanchuan holding the painting sword in his left hand.