Although there is still some time before October 5, Li Wenshuo is in a hurry, so the speed of rushing is much faster, and the rest time in the middle is relatively less.

Tao Xingzhi didn't dare to complain, not to mention that this level of rushing was really just a common thing for him.

After getting along for a period of time, he didn't have the fear that he might lose his life at any time at the beginning, but he was a little curious about the identity of the man in white.

Although he already has a bit of eyebrows, he is unwilling to continue to delve into it, knowing as little as possible, the longer he lives, this is his life creed.

Guan Qingfeng also did not complain, although the fatigue of the boat and car made him very tired, but he endured it.

And he is also very curious about the killer who chooses to close his eyes and mouth most of the time, and if possible, he even suspects that the other party will even close his ears.

"What's your name?"

Tao Xingzhi opened his eyes, looked at the young man with bright eyes and bright teeth standing in front of him, and thought about it carefully, he got rid of the idea of holding him hostage and running away all the way.

After all, not to mention whether this white-clothed boy would care about this master-apprentice friendship, he didn't have the confidence to escape from the hands of a master master of the Xuantho realm.

"Urging the Tiger. ”

Guan Qingfeng laughed, and in this hard-won rest time, he took off the short sword on his back, put it in front of his knees, and said with a smile: "Don't think that if Master doesn't say it, I don't know, the Urging Tiger is just your nickname, and what I asked is your real name." ”

Tao Xingzhi snorted coldly, if Li Wenshuo asked this question, he might just make up a fake name to prevaricate.

But for this little brat, he didn't even have the heart to fool around.

What's more, he doesn't like children at all, it's too troublesome.

Tao Xingzhi closed his eyes again and did not continue to answer.

Seeing this, Guan Qingfeng was not annoyed, it would be strange if he told him directly.

He's not just a curious rich kid, he's a prodigy.

Tianxin Tianshu is not only used to read books, but also to speculate on people's hearts and think about facts, which is also superhuman.

"Okay, since you don't want to say it, then I'll call you the Urging Tiger, Urging the Tiger, can you tell me what you killers do when they don't kill people on weekdays?"

Tao Xingzhi opened his eyes, and he also chuckled, slightly surprised.

It is normal for young people who are new to have curiosity about killers, even when they were back then.

But this kid is not interested in the tension and excitement of a killer's killing, but the daily life of a killer, which is a bit interesting.

But what does this have to do with him?

Tao Xingzhi thought like this, and estimated that he felt that it had been a long time since anyone had spoken to him in such a serious face-to-face manner, so he replied very seriously: "I don't know, I'm not a killer, to be precise, I'm a swordsman, if you really want to know this question, if you have the opportunity to meet those real killers in Taixuanlou in the future, ask again." ”

Guan Qingfeng pursed his lips and said, "You are one of the most famous killers in Jiangnan Province, why are you not a killer, but a swordsman." ”

Tao Xingzhi thought about it for a while, and glanced at the long sword he was carrying on his waist, which he bought with the three hundred taels of silver he had saved after killing many people, and he used the sword himself, why was he not considered a swordsman?

"I'm a swordsman. ”

He replied calmly.

Guan Qingfeng looked at the seriousness in the other party's eyes, and he was no longer entangled in this question, and changed his words and said, "Okay, then what do you do on weekdays except killing people?"

Tao Xingzhi thought for a while: "Practice swords, drink, and play with women." ”

The answer was simple and clear, listening to Guan Qingfeng's eyes were blazing, his blood was boiling, yes, blood was splashed three feet when he took out the sword, and when he collected the sword, he was calm when he closed the sword, drinking wine and eating meat, accompanied by beautiful women.

That's the life he wants.

Guan Qingfeng stood up and said with a smile: "You are indeed a swordsman." ”

"Let's go, hurry. Li Wenshuo glanced at them and stood up with his sword.

Hearing this, Guan Qingfeng also turned around and was about to go on the road, when a voice came from behind him.

"My name is Tao Xingzhi. ”

"A good name, it's a little bit of literature and art, not like a killer, but like a reader. It was not Guan Qingfeng who said this, but Li Wenshuo, although he was several feet away, but every move of the Urging Tiger was in his eyes.

For this kind of killer who licks blood from the knife all day long, he still can't put his mind at ease.

......

At the foot of Yanmen Mountain, there is an ancient town, called Songshan, which is also quite famous in the area of Fenghua Prefecture.

Walking on the dry bluestone pavement with a bit of dust peculiar to the Northland, I walked through the deep and long alleys, and the red lanterns swayed under the eaves.

There are people who open teahouses and set up pharmacies, those who make iron and spin cotton, those who weave bamboo and knead dough, those who make wood, and those who write calligraphy...... At this time, people also come and go.

Both sides of the street are filled with small storefronts, dazzling, inadvertently, on the street, in front of the store, you will find one or several heroes with long swords, or famous chivalrous women.

As for why so many people suddenly came to the town, although the residents of the town were curious, they were not afraid.

In the past two years, Liyang's laws have become more and more friendly to ordinary people, and the taxes have been reduced by two percent compared to the famine in previous years, but they have become more and more stringent on these rangers.

Ordinary knights, if they want to find a weapon to take advantage of, there are no serious channels.

If there is a ranger making trouble on the street, then the matter is big, no matter what happens, it is a crime plus one degree.

Although this practice has led to some diseases in today's rivers and lakes, the pork sellers who dare to kill people on the street have gradually disappeared.

Songshan Inn is located in the middle of the town, a three-storey building, refined and elegant, good quality and low price, business is booming on weekdays, and now it is even more busy.

From the young sword immortals sent by the Northern Forest Sword, to the top masters of the Southeast Three Uniques, who can only be heard in rumors and stories, they are all sitting here, and even in the rivers and lakes, there are dozens of people whose status is not less than theirs.

They all have one thing in common, that is, they come from the recently emerging martial arts alliance.

However, this kind of thing is just a business-minded innkeeper who doesn't know about it, but looking at the crowded guests in the inn, he is still very happy, and the mustache on his lips is about to curl.

From time to time, the shopkeeper, who was running around sweating profusely but still couldn't get busy, was thinking about whether to hire another buddy, but at this time, a cool breeze blew in from the door, making people shiver.

The weather in the Northland is always like this, hot and cold fast.

Everyone subconsciously looked towards the door, and there were three figures standing in front of the door.

A fluttering white, handsome and chic, is a chivalrous man with a long sword, looking at the outfit, it is estimated that even if he can only play two tricks, he can attract countless heroines to fall in love with it when he arrives on the rivers and lakes.

The man on the right is ordinary, his clothes are also ordinary people's clothes, and the long sword at his waist is loose, but his murderous aura is as cold as ice, which makes people dare not underestimate him.

The man on the left is a young man with bright eyes and bright teeth, carrying a short sword on his back, but he is also heroic and quite extraordinary.

The three of them, led by the white-clothed man in the middle, entered the inn together, and the shopkeeper saw that a guest came to the door, put the white towel on his shoulder, and hurriedly greeted him.

Everyone also retracted their gaze and continued to be busy with their own affairs.

I also have a rough idea of the identity of the three people, I don't know which sect or rich family is from a gentleman's brother, pretending to travel around the rivers and lakes with a sword, but there are indispensable guards and waiting boys around him.

This kind of person is the most despised by the charlatans.

But the men are helpless, these women on the rivers and lakes are most fond of these unscrupulous 2500 who are rich and powerful in the family, and some even go to other people's houses to be concubines and do not feel aggrieved.

This is also a lot of self-righteous heroes who think they are full of pride.