Chapter 420: Tripe

Zhang Baoding's master is Zhang Yuanzhi, who ranks first in today's martial arts list, and his uncle is naturally Zhang Baoding's junior brother.

On Wudang Mountain, he has a lot of uncles.

But the youngest one in front of him came down at the age of twenty, returned to the mountain after five years of travel, and has not descended from the mountain for twenty years since then.

This is what Zhang Baoding heard from the elders on the mountain, since he can remember, this little uncle who carries a sword all day long has a cold face to everyone, lives alone on the Divine Sword Peak, and practices swords alone all day long.

Like other swordsmen in the world, the wind, frost, rain and snow do not stop.

Although Uncle Xiao used bamboo swords when he practiced swords, everyone on the mountain knew that Uncle Xiao had a sword that was not sold for thousands of dollars, which seemed to be more famous than Uncle Xiaoshi.

Uncle Xiao is a very strange person, others are very strange, the sword is very strange, and the name is also very strange.

His name is Zhang Zhang, Zhang Zhang's Zhang, Zhang Zhang's Zhang.

In the face of Zhang Baoding's questioning, Uncle Zhang Zhang just frowned and did not speak.

Zhang Baoding pouted, he didn't care, if he answered, it would be abnormal, everyone on the mountain knew that Uncle Xiao had always been a disoblievous talker.

The two kept walking, and at noon, Uncle Zhang Zhang suddenly paused and said, "You are going south on this trip, don't stop, I have some things, I will follow after I finish dealing with them." ”

Zhang Baoding lowered his head and said yes, when he raised his head, the little uncle had already taken the sword into the wind, and the sword was still not out of the sheath at this time.

Zhang Baoding shrugged his shoulders, over the years, even he has become a lot more casual.

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Luolintang is a rare feng shui treasure in Hanzhou, where the land is fertile, the climate is humid, and the nearby place of more than ten miles is also densely packed with pavilions, gathering 350,000 people.

The bluestone road is full of traffic, on both sides are full of hawkers carrying burdens or setting up stalls to drink, the road is full of traffic, pedestrians rubbing shoulders one after another, and the river is endless.

There is a restaurant in Luolintang, called Daoxianglou, which is taken from the word "rice flower fragrance says harvest year", and it is a famous resting inn in the city.

Daoxianglou has two floors, at this time on the second floor by the window, a young man in white is sitting at the table, the hot pot in front of him is bubbling, the ripe tripe and pig's trotters are tumbling up and down in the red oil, the aroma is fragrant, but the young man's eyes are always looking out of the window.

On the side of the restaurant, outside the window, instead of a noisy long street, the rice fields that have begun to emit tender green buds are connected and blown by the breeze, which is very beautiful.

And it's incredibly peaceful.

There are three religions and nine streams in the inn, men and women, young and old, ugly and handsome, but the young people are still extremely outstanding.

Not only the face that made the eldest lady of the county order family look confused, but also that calm temperament, he just sat there, with a cold expression on his face, nothing changed, but it seemed to be integrated into the spring breeze.

But what really attracted everyone's attention was the black giant knife that rested behind the young man, with a three-foot-long hilt and a six-foot-long blade.

Just by looking at it, people know that this is by no means a young man's toy, this must be a murderous weapon, and the cold is pressing, murderous and terrifying.

The knife was just there, and behind the young man, it was just as quiet.

In fact, the inn is not quiet, although a lot of attention has been paid to this young man, but everyone is talking about their own affairs, drinking wine that should be drunk, eating meat and eating meat, and customers are constantly coming and going in front of the store.

The shopkeeper is constantly busy, closing the dishes and serving, the action is done in one go, and then from time to time he glances at the place where the store door is there any new guests, which can really be called a sight and a hearing.

Then he was stunned and saw the kind of person he didn't want to see the most, the Taoist priest.

But he still greeted him with a smile, there was no way, the Taoist priest was quite respected in the hearts of the people of Hanzhou, but most of them were poor and couldn't bring much silver, in other words, after receiving this guest, the store couldn't make any money.

And for restaurants like them, they can't make money, and sometimes they lose money.

But after another glance, his pupils shrank, and he immediately smiled happily and said, "This immortal master, please come inside, I don't know if you are a top player or a hotel." ”

Not only him, but everyone in the store who looked up saw the golden sword behind the Taoist priest, and even many ill-intentioned people came in behind the Taoist priest, and their eyes never left the sword for a moment.

It seems that what is in front of him is not a Taoist priest, but a pile of walking treasures.

But Zhang Zhang didn't pay attention to the shopkeeper, he looked up and looked around, his eyes were fixed on Li Juexian, he strode forward, stood in front of the table, and stared at this young man in white robe without blinking.

He hadn't seen the other man, but his instincts had brought him here.

This is the first time he has gone down the mountain, and the people in the mountain, who know about it, except for Zhang Yuanzhi, who wants him to go down the mountain all day long, are a little annoyed, and the others are very happy, and feel that their little uncle has opened his mind.

But he still didn't want to go down.

Twenty years have passed, time has changed a lot, and the world below the mountain is extremely foreign to him, and being in it is like a dream.

Even with such a tacky sword on his back, he still couldn't really fit into the mundane.

"Sit?"

Li Juexian turned his head, but he didn't look up, just looked down at the table, he seemed to have expected this person to come, without the slightest surprise.

Zhang Zhang sat down seriously, opened his eyes to look at the young man in front of him, and asked bluntly, "Who are you?"

"Li Juexian. ”

The answer was still straightforward, but Zhang Zhang frowned, he had never heard of this name.

"Your name is Zhang Zhang?"

"Yes. ”

Zhang Zhang also nodded, he had long been forgotten by the rivers and lakes, and he was not surprised that the other party knew his identity.

But it's really a pretty amazing thing.

Zhang Zhang is not famous, but in the past 20 years, there is really no news of him on the rivers and lakes, even 20 years ago, he was not known by anyone on the rivers and lakes.

But Li Juexian is different.

As early as when he was the White Lotus Monk who was famous all over the world as the leader of the Demon Sect, he knew many things that no one in the rivers and lakes knew about, whether it was big or small, he knew it.

"What are you doing here?"

Hearing this, Li Juexian chuckled lightly and said: "I should ask you this, I am human, hungry, it is normal to come to the restaurant to eat, and you, finally went down the mountain once, did not go to Lingxiu Mountain, but came to this Hanzhou town to find me for something?"

Zhang Zhang's heart was extremely shaken, and he said in his heart, who is this young man?

The matter of going down the mountain by himself was a temporary decision, and after going down the mountain, he didn't stop an inch, and he came here to break through the sky, how could the news spread so quickly?

Can this young man really be a prophet?

I'm coming to you.

He wanted to say these four words, but he muttered for a long time, but he didn't say a word, just lowered his head, and also looked at the delicious meat in the hot pot, his stomach churned, and he wanted to vomit.

Li Juexian frowned, if this person really spit into the pot without interest, he didn't mind killing the other party, although the other party's cultivation was enough to shock the world, he also didn't think it was his opponent.

The Taoist did not vomit, he quickly adapted, he has been a vegetarian since he was a child, he has eaten for decades, and the last time he ate meat and drank wine was twenty years ago.

He was still just staring at the pot.

The tripe is churning up and down.

"Eat when you're hungry. ”

The Taoist finally raised his head, glanced at the young man in front of him, and said in a cold voice, "I'm not hungry. ”

Li Juexian shook his head and smiled, and said, "You really can't lie, Zhang Zhang, if you continue to travel south, you may die." ”

Zhang Zhang did not speak.

"Maybe it won't die. ”

After saying this, Li Juexian laughed again, he raised his chopsticks and reached into the pot, accurately picked up the tripe that made Zhang Zhang extremely disgusting, chewed it and swallowed it into his stomach.

Zhang Zhang's expression was a little relieved, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the sword on his back, but at this time, anyone could see that the two people in front of him were not simple.

People watched Zhang Zhang's movements without blinking, and their breathing almost stopped.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhang only held the scabbard, not the hilt.

He took the sword off his back. The little sharkskin scabbard was in his hand and turned away.

He hadn't thought about it, he didn't think about it, what did he care about?

His heart was dead when he left the rivers and lakes twenty years ago, and he didn't care about anything, so why was he afraid of life and death.

But the tripe is still so disgusting, the same as it was back then.

Thinking so, he walked out of the store, and it seemed that he had come here hundreds of miles away, just to see this young man eat the tripe in the pot, but the real reason was unknown to him.

Li Juexian didn't care, he started to eat, he ate quickly, the things in the pot were what he liked to eat, I have to say, seeing this Taoist priest, his mood was really good.