Li Wenshuo didn't say a word when he passed by Zhang Baoding.

He knew his mouth was full of blood.

This Taoist on Wudang Mountain is terrifyingly strong, and the wonderful Taoism also opened his eyes, but fortunately, he still won.

And through this competition, he has a deeper understanding of the art of flying swords, and if these cognitions can be integrated, his strength will have a leap.

Li Wenshuo was still swaggering on the post road, but he stopped for two days in the next town to recuperate.

During this period, he bought a sword for the kid Tie Da, according to Li Wenshuo, this is a teacher's tradition.

A sword of a dozen taels of silver.

Although Chen Yiyi was a little helpless and felt embarrassed, it was not easy to say anything.

However, Tie Da was very happy, this iron sword was much better than Wang Laohan's sword, the wood with the thickness of the arm was cut off casually, and the fly in the ointment was that there was no rust on it, those natural toxins.

After seeing Li Wenshuo's swordsmanship, he stubbornly began to learn swords, which is why Li Wenshuo bought him a sword.

It's just a little pointer on the road, and he found that Tie Da not only has a bad physique, but also has a tendon in his brain, no matter how wonderful the moves, in his hands, they are always so wide open and closed, and there is no beauty.

But Li Wenshuo doesn't care, there are enough masters around him, and he is not afraid of one more stupid.

Besides, it's just stupid, let's change it to a nice one, it's called persistence, persistence is always a good thing, Li Wenshuo thought like this, no longer looked at Tie Da who was leading the horse on the ground and wielding a sword, and drank the wine in his hand with satisfaction.

There are many forests in Hanzhou, but unless people are extremely hungry, they will not drill into the forests, and if they are so deep, they will not be able to come out alive.

Tie Da was able to come out of the forest alive and was not captured as a slave, just because of Li Wenshuo's words.

So he cherishes his current life very much, especially after listening to Li Wenshuo say that when he arrives in Wanzhou's Zhuangzi, he will help him get a household registration.

Not as good as Hanzhou, Wanzhou belongs to the south of the Yangtze River, is a very famous rich township, where the rice can be harvested three times a year, and the grain can almost rot in the ground, and people don't worry about food and clothing at all.

Gradually going south, the population is also dense, there are a lot of small farm yards, and when Li Wenshuo really came to Wanzhou, the time has come to June, although the summer in Wanzhou is a little hot, but it is much better than Fenghuazhou.

A cool breeze blows in the face, whirring straight into people's arms, refreshing and comfortable.

Li Wenshuo arrived in a town, sold two horses for twenty taels of silver, and some began to look forward to his Zhuangzi.

Tie Da's eyes have been staring at the boss, he never knew that the life of the common people could be like this, his former Zhuangzi, many people would starve to death every winter, especially in the last year of Zhuangzi, that year there was a great drought, there was no rain for six months, and the people in Zhuangzi died, walked away, and the last one was gone.

I don't know if my village is still there.

Thinking of this, Tie Da was a little sad, but these sadness was quickly dispelled by the rock sugar gourd handed over by Li Wenshuo.

Li Wenshuo didn't hand over one, but directly bought the shelf with the rock sugar gourd, and asked Tie Da to help carry it, while he and Chen Yiyi ate one in one hand.

Tie Da also eats, his teeth are almost sore, but he is still eating, and he is very happy to eat.

He never imagined that one day he would be distressed by eating too much, and these things often happen in dreams.

Li Wenshuo changed into a cyan Confucian robe again, his face has been exposed to the wind and sun for so long, but it is strangely white, and from a distance, it looks like a scholar with a sword on his back from a distance.

This is the type that Wanzhou women like the most.

However, coupled with the delicate and lovely little girl next to him, and the honest and honest Tie Da, he looks like a gentleman.

This took a lot of points off the girl's heart.

The customs and customs of Wanzhou are different from other places in the Central Plains, and the girls here have the femininity and shyness unique to southern daughters, but at the same time, they do not have so many rules, and they are not hidden in the boudoir.

Fair girls and plump beauties can be seen everywhere on the street, and Chen Yiyi frowned.

Li Wenshuo didn't care, a pair of eyes looked up and down on the beauties 'presumptuously', and the other party didn't care, and the corners of his mouth even hooked up a smile.

It seems that they are all used to it, as if whoever is looked at twice means that they are more attractive.

Chen Yiyi walked on the road, which also attracted a lot of attention, but although she was also a southern woman, she was a typical lady type, and she was extremely disgusted by this kind of scrutiny.

In desperation, Li Wenshuo had no choice but to hurry to the county office of Peng County, Wanzhou, found the fat-headed and big-eared county magistrate, revealed his identity, and asked him to tell him where Zhuangzi was.

The county prince stared at the document three times, and almost knelt on the ground, he was just a small nine-rank official, and it was the first time he had seen a character like Hou Ye, and he didn't know what to do all of a sudden.

I was thinking about whether to set up a table and a banquet for Hou Ye to pick up the wind and wash the dust or something, but I was a little worried that this Hou Ye was not satisfied.

Fortunately, Li Wenshuo was also extremely unpleasant to see this county duke, I don't know how such a guy became an official, and after knowing where his fief was, he left in a hurry.

But then, the news that Li Wenshuo, the Marquis of Xiaoyao, came to Peng County, also spread, and in an instant, the small Peng County instantly boiled.

The Wanzhou woman was still a little reserved after all, and she didn't take the initiative to go to Lijiazhuang to find Hou Ye.

But he is dressed more handsomely, and he walks on the street more often, looking forward to having a chance encounter like a story in a book.

All of a sudden, the crime rate in Peng County skyrocketed, and flower thieves who had disappeared for many years also reappeared, but none of these could stop the enthusiasm of Wanzhou's daughters, but they just let them bring some guards when they went out.

The news reached the county government, and the county guard and the county magistrates of several nearby counties also moved up, preparing to come to meet the marquis.

Of course, Li Wenshuo's martial arts master name is also loud and tight, one person and one sword, and he has fought all the way from Fenghua Prefecture for thousands of miles.

That's very convincing.

Unlike Hanzhou, the people of Wanzhou do not worry about food and clothing, and after eating enough on weekdays, they have no place to use their energy, and the atmosphere of fighting bravely and fighting fiercely and the fight that Fenghuazhou has is much gentler than fighting.

However, there are still a large number of martial artists from all over the world, and this scene is even more prosperous after the news of Wudang Zhang Baoding's defeat at the hands of Li Wenshuo spread.

Li Wenshuo doesn't know these now, and all he thinks about is his Zhuangzi.

Liu Ye originally gave him three Zhuangzi fiefs, but in the end, he was afraid of trouble, so he only needed one.

Because he thinks that Zhuangzi is a better way to take care of this kind of thing, and in the end it can be used as a place for the elderly.

What children of the rivers and lakes, born in the rivers and lakes, died in the rivers and lakes, those are the stories in the book.

Let's ask which people in the rivers and lakes don't want to have a place to live after death, so there is a golden basin to wash their hands on the rivers and lakes, but Li Wenshuo does not plan to wash his hands in a golden basin, because of the story in the book, those who want to wash their hands in a golden basin, whether they are decent or evil, do not seem to have a good end.

Li Wenshuo attaches great importance to his Zhuangzi, and if he is old in the future, he will not be like Shangguan Yu, who has been mixed in the rivers and lakes all his life, and still lives in the mountains, and he can't even find a place to live.