The breeze sends the clouds away, and the bright moon comes upstairs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the two poetic and vertical halls on the wall, Mr. Hu Da is extremely comfortable, and Mr. Hu Da only does one thing when he is comfortable: drinking wine and eating peanuts.

The wine is the best flower carving, it is the cellar of Shaoxing for more than 20 years, and the opening of the altar is enough to intoxicate the wine!

Peanuts are spiced, it is a private dish in Guangyuan Building, Beijing, since Mr. Hu Da tasted it, this dish has not been on the menu of Guangyuan Building, because the chef who can make this dish has disappeared inexplicably!

Thirty years after his debut, Mr. Hu Da has a comfortable capital to achieve such a situation and status. Mingyue Building, the ordinary man in the market who does not know it, only the place where you can eat flowers and wine and find beautiful girls, only a few people in the rivers and lakes know what kind of place it is to kill people and sell goods, licking blood like flies!

As the owner of Mingyue Building, Mr. Hu Da knows that he is just the owner of the third floor of the twelfth floor, but this is enough to make many seniors in the rivers and lakes look up to him, and make many new people in the rivers and lakes covet his position!

The most angry thing about Mr. Hu Da is that someone comes to disturb him when he is at his most happy, and all his subordinates know this well.

"Master," Mr. Hu Da heard the voice of the butler in his ears, and Mr. Hu Da suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked majestically, "What is the matter?"

Hu Zuo bent his waist again, and said in a low voice: "The Peony Building Flying Pigeon is here!"

Mr. Hu Da involuntarily sat up straight, and most of the alcohol dissipated.

The book was only a few short sentences, but it was so precise that he couldn't breathe.

At noon tomorrow, there is a sword in the palace to be guarded with a secret edict and the treasure of the town and the country by you, and there must be no mistake in grabbing the treasure and removing people!

Mr. Hu Da looked at it carefully, then kneaded it into a ball, put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly like chewing a five-spiced peanut, and swallowed it slowly with the best Huadiao wine.

After more than a while, Mr. Hu Da whispered to Hu Zuo: "Let the hall masters below come over!"

Looking at Hu Zuo's distant back, Mr. Hu Da said from the bottom of his heart: "What should come is coming sooner or later!"

Taiping Town, like all small towns in the world, is ordinary and peaceful, with a main street that is not very spacious, with merchants and shops on both sides.

Walking in such a street, Geng Jingzhong seemed to have returned to his hometown Luoma Town, so cordial and casual. After five years of coming out of the Luoma Villa and going to the palace with strong walls, he was like a bird confined in a cage, returning to the clear water and blue sky, and the feeling of regaining freedom is indescribable in any language.

It was nearly noon, and there were very few pedestrians on the streets, and everyone in the town went home to eat and take a nap! Only a wandering traveler like Geng Jingzhong had no nest to live in.

The wine shops on both sides were full of friends and staggered, and the aroma of wine and food drilled into the nostrils like a competition, and the stomach and intestines were already ready to move.

Touching the yellow cloth bag on his back, the heavy yellow lacquered wooden box still reminded him at the edges: I am on your back! Everything is fine! Geng Jingzhong looked around at the surrounding environment, there was nothing abnormal, there were more than ten wine shops on a street, he did not choose the big restaurant that was full of people and overcrowded, nor did he choose a small workshop with few people, but chose an old shop that was clean and tidy and had few guests.

Tie the horse, look up, Xian Weiju, three large characters of the book are engraved in a piece of more than a zhang long, three feet wide pine plank, hanging on the lintel, the gold paint is a little off, the money has been indistinguishable, but also lined with the long years, the freehand of time.

Pushing the door into the house, five or seven tables and stools made of red pine wood, without a little dust, there were not many guests, a young couple, the woman was holding a baby of two or three months, sitting on a table closest to the door, the table near the window was two scholars, full of people were arguing about something, the innermost table was only one person, it was an old man who was close to old age, with goosebumps, it was obvious that the old man was drunk, and was sleeping soundly on the table.

The hall is full of shrewd and clever spirit, and the shopkeeper is even more naïve, smiling when he sees people, and writing two words from the inside to the outside.

Geng Jingzhong was very satisfied with his judgment and choice, because all this around him was under his control.

Thinking of this, he chose a table in the middle and sat down, took down the yellow cloth bag on his back, untied the purple gold goose knife at his waist, laid it flat on the table, and ordered the cousin who came forward with a smile: "One pound of beef, ten steamed buns, be quick!" The cousin politely asked: "Guest officer, don't you want to have a drink? We have good aging here!"

"Don't drink anymore! I'm still on my way after eating. Geng Jingzhong rejected the cousin's proposal.

"Okay, you wait, it'll be right away!" the cousin replied and went to the back kitchen.

In a moment, a plate of beef with fragrant sauce and ten steaming snowflake steamed buns were served to the table.

Geng Jingzhong raised his chopsticks and picked up a piece of beef and was about to put it in his mouth, but the shopkeeper was already holding a bowl of soup with a smile and standing in front of the table: "The little guest officer visited our store for the first time, this bowl of soup is a little bit of my heart, please smile!" The hot soup and the strong human touch touched Geng Jingzhong almost to tears, and he knew the secret of why this store could be open for so long!

"Thank you, thank you!" Geng Jingzhong put down his chopsticks and took the hot soup with both hands, warm and warm, from the inside out.

"Drink it quickly, it won't taste when it's cold!" The shopkeeper looked at Geng Jingzhong, like a kind old father looking at his beloved son!

In front of him, Geng Jingzhong saw it more clearly, the soup was clear, there were white radish strips, golden carrot strips, black fungus, red shredded meat, green spinach, and a few tender coriander leaves floating on it, which can be described as the top grade with good color, fragrance, taste and shape. How can it not make people salivate?

Just when the bowl reached his lips, the calm soup noodles suddenly rippled, Geng Jingzhong saw clearly, was there something falling into the bowl from the air, was it a fly?

Geng Jingzhong had no choice but to put down the bowl and use chopsticks to pull the foreign object out of the bowl, that is, it was not a fly, nor dust!

Fortunately, he didn't eat, and if he did, he would definitely vomit it all, and he still retched several times.

Geng Jingzhong looked around vigilantly, the young couple at the door were teasing the baby in swaddling clothes, the two scholars in front of the window were fighting over their faces, and the old man beside him was thundering!

"Little guest officer, I told the back kitchen to remake another bowl for you!" The shopkeeper didn't expect such a change to happen, and still said politely to Geng Jingzhong.

"No, thank you for your kindness! Please wrap this beef and steamed bun for me, I'll eat it on the way in a while, and settle the bill!"

"Good, good, a pound of beef, ten steamed buns, a total of one or two dollars. The shopkeeper muttered words like an endorsement.

Geng Jingzhong took out two taels of money from his arms and handed it to the shopkeeper, no need to look for it!

At the moment when the shopkeeper received the silver, the shopkeeper's hands suddenly clamped Geng Jingzhong's veins like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter!

How could the imperial guard have thought of such a drastic change, but out of the instinct of a martial arts practitioner, he turned backwards, forgetting that there was a stool behind him, and when he tripped him, a bull-eared sharp knife of the cousin had already stabbed diagonally towards his soft underbelly!

Geng Jingzhong turned over in mid-air, the knife cut through his clothes, and after standing still, Sanpin took the knife and waited for the guard to find that the two treasures that originally belonged to him, the yellow cloth bag and the purple gold goose feather knife, had changed owners.

The shopkeeper with the two treasures in his hand smiled even more happily, "Boy, aren't you good? I can't hope that the old guy in the palace is willing to hand over such a valuable thing to you!"

"Who are you? Do you dare to move anything in the imperial court?" Geng Jingzhong, who was bare-handed, did not have the slightest cowardice, he had been with his father at the age of ten, what kind of danger had he never seen, how could he take this old and young in his eyes?

"Boy, you think you are a dying person, so let you be a ghost! We are the Mingyue Tower in the twelfth floor of the dead, you are not wronged in our hands, you have a lot of face! In the hands of my Mr. Hu Da, there is nothing that cannot be done!" Mr. Hu Da has regained the calm and relaxed bearing he used to say, although the first two plans have not been fully realized, he has won the secret edict national treasure, as well as the golden-backed goose feather knife.

The fight just now made the other three tables quiet, the quarrels stopped fighting, the children were not teasing, the old man's sound also stopped, and he looked at the scene in front of him with drunken eyes, his face was hazy, and the room was as silent as death!

Geng Jingzhong forced himself to calm down, and when he was a child, his father had earnestly warned him that the eldest husband wanted Mount Tai to collapse in front of him without changing his color, and that a man must have the great shore of the mountain and the mind of the sea! Thinking of this, he suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart with a dignified and heroic spirit!

"So, you're going to eat me?" he said teasingly, looking at Mr. Hu.

"Then do you still have a chance to turn over the salted fish?" asked Mr. Hu, who had a well-planned plan, smugly.

"I want to try!" The four words did not fall, and in an instant, the two willow leaf flying knives had been shot, and the people in the rivers and lakes only knew that the Geng family's knife technique was unique in the world, and they didn't know that the Geng family's flying knife was even more wonderful!

The knife is divided left and right, castration is like the wind, and the cousin doesn't understand why he died until he dies!

Mr. Hu, who has been in the rivers and lakes for 30 years, never thought that Geng Jingzhong would have this stunt, and he almost fell in love. His life was saved, but he was extremely embarrassed to hide. He was so angry that he shouted, "If you don't do it together, it's all dead!"

The two scholars sitting in front of the window, and the young couple holding their children in front of the door, each showed their blades and surrounded them like fans! Only the old man behind him was still immersed in reverie.

Geng Jingzhong knew that this was Mr. Hu's last hole card, and he really had exhausted the mechanism!

There is no way back, only to face the difficulties, at this time it is very appropriate to compare himself to a trapped beast! Geng Jingzhong knew that this would be the most dangerous battle in his life, and it was very likely to be the last battle, but as a warrior, he would also fall against the blade, thinking of this, he saw everything!

The two scholars were no longer gentle, but more like two fierce gods, waving two pairs of judges' pens to point at all the big holes on his body, while the young couple behind them guarded the doors and windows to prevent him from running away at any time.

It seems that he is going to put himself to death and then it is too fast, thinking of this, Geng Jingzhong's pride spontaneously arises from the bottom of his heart, "The eldest husband is born sometimes, and there is a place for death! Qingshan buries loyal bones everywhere!

The two hall masters who used the pen were not weak in kung fu, but the two of them fought Geng Jingzhong, and they only fought evenly, Mr. Hu Da was really anxious, and waved to the young man guarding the window, and the man understood and waved his knife to join the battle array.

Sanying fought against Lu Bu, the unarmed Geng Jingzhong, although the moves were exquisite, and the fists were to the flesh, but after a long time, the physical strength was a little overwhelming. As soon as the hand and eye were slow, the ghost head knife had reached the top door, and the four judges blocked the left and right retreats.

Just when Geng Jingzhong wanted to withdraw and retreat, the young man wielding the knife in front of him suddenly fell to the ground on his back, with a chopstick stuck straight in his eyebrows, and the two scholars with judges' pens on both sides also stood still. It was obvious that they were caught in the death hole, and there was an extra grain of oily peanuts under them.

Surprised, Geng Jingzhong looked back, there was still an old man on a table, a stool, but there was one less chopstick on the table, and the peanuts on the plate were as few as the morning star!

After knowing the person who secretly helped him, Geng Jingzhong clasped his fists with both hands and gave a deep salute, "Don't thank you for your great kindness!

The old man smiled indifferently, "Young man, look at your swordsmanship and fists and feet, you are from the Geng family of Luoma Villa, right? I have no name or surname, and I don't want your return, just ask not to scold me every day in the future." ”

Geng Jingzhong arched his hand again and said sincerely: "You saved me from danger, how can I take revenge?"

The old man sneered, pointed at Mr. Hu Da, and said loudly: "Just now, didn't he still shush the cold and ask for warmth, and send carbon in the snow? Why is it faster to turn his face than to turn a book, and the monkey is anxious to want your life? Young man, the rivers and lakes are sinister, and people's hearts are unpredictable!"

The old man's words made him red-faced and speechless.

Mr. Hu Da, who was on the side, never imagined that the situation would take a turn for the worse, and that the wind and water had been smooth just now, and that the ship was about to capsize, and now that it was two to two, it was evenly matched, and it was not known who would kill the deer, and besides, the old guy was so skillful, and he didn't run away, waiting for death? When his heart moved, he ordered the woman holding the child: Stop them! Then he broke through the window.

The old man looked in all directions, and his traces flew away like arrows. When Geng Jingzhong turned around to catch up, the woman holding the child was already sideways in front of him.

Geng Jingzhong was reluctant to fight with women and children, so he had to persuade: "Spare your life, let's go!"

Unexpectedly, the woman did not retreat but advanced, and turned the face of the child in the swaddling clothes towards Geng Jingzhong, and used it to pat the child's back, but the child not only did not cry, but spewed out a cloud of smoke from his mouth, and two cold stars suddenly shot out of those two small eyes.

Geng Jingzhong never thought that this woman had such a hand, so he hurriedly lowered his head to hide his face, stopped breathing, and two cold stars swept over, and there were two small holes on the opposite wall out of thin air.

Puppet secret weapon, such a vicious trick, when Geng Jingzhong got up again, he had already picked up the ghost head knife used by the young man next to him, and stepped forward with an arrow, the blade gently slid through the young woman's pink neck, and blood flowers bloomed in the air.

When he kicked the door open and came to the street with a knife, Mr. Hu Da was already lying on the street, with a chopstick stuck in the back of his head. The old man held a yellow cloth bag in his left hand and a purple gold goose feather knife in his right hand. Standing in the middle of the road.

"Thank you again, old man, for getting rid of my rival!" Geng Jingzhong saluted again.

"Young man, this is for you!" the old man stretched out his hand and handed over the purple gold goose feather knife.

Geng Jingzhong took the knife in his hand, hung it on his waist, and when he reached out to pick up the yellow cloth bag, he saw that the yellow cloth bag had been carried by the old man on his shoulder.

Geng Jingzhong said in surprise: "The cloth bag is also mine!"

The old man calmly replied, "Now it's mine?"

Geng Jingzhong complained bitterly, this is really a praying mantis catching cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind.

"Old man, this joke can't be made! That cloth bag is my life!" Geng Jingzhong was already sweating!

"Your life, I have already given it to you twice just now! Besides, this thing is also what I want, and it was not taken from you, why should I pay you back?" the old man retorted sharply, "Besides, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, if the one who sees it has a share, your share will also be given to you!"

This, this, Geng Jingzhong was completely stunned by this novel logic.

"Lend me this cloth bag for a few days first, and when you've played enough, I'll pay you back!" the old man didn't smile at the skin on his face.

"How many days do you borrow?" Where do you live? Who are you? How can I find you?" Geng Jingzhong asked with a crying voice.

"To give you four sentences, there are immortal mountains overseas, haunted and ethereal. The clouds are deep and I don't know where, and the shepherd flute song is leisurely. Guess it!" After speaking, the old man floated up to the roof, and flew out of Geng Jingzhong's sight.

The noon sun shone spicily on the streets of Taiping Town, and spicily shone on the stunned Geng Jingzhong's body, leaving only a small shadow behind him, but who can know how big the shadow in his heart is?