"Hey, there seems to be a lot of excitement ahead?" Yuqing suddenly pointed to the place in front of him where there were many people and shouted. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this, everyone looked and found that there was a bustle in front of them, and there were two groups of people pushing around, which seemed to be a contradiction.

"The catchers from the six doors over there have already come, and they can't be beaten!"

Mao Ji came out this time with a folding fan, wearing a long shirt, and he looked like a showman. At this time, he shook his fan and grinned and pointed to the other side of the street.

Bai Ya looked down, and sure enough, he saw that several soapy clothes dressed as public officials were running quickly. However, he just glanced at it, then turned his attention back to Mao Ji, looked at him and smiled.

According to his three views, he actually doesn't like the peacock style of hair, but after contacting it in the past few days, he didn't find any major problems with the young man. Remembering that Mao Ji came from Yiling, he was also a little relieved.

Yiling belongs to the southern county of Jingzhou, that is, the county where Jiangling City, the capital of the state of Chu, is located.

The local folk customs are weak in literature, and they like to take the crown and band without papers, talk loudly, still drink, like poetry, and the folk have a lot of extravagance.

Mao Ji grew up in Yiling since he was a child, and now he doesn't wear gold and silver when he goes shopping, and he has three or four jade pendants around his waist, and his style is already simple. What's more, individuals have their own way of living, and if they are too rigid about the subtleties, it will be strict.

However, Mao Ji was glanced at by him, and his expression was a little sneering, and the exaggerated movements of the eyebrows were much more restrained.

As soon as the six doors were about to arrive, the two groups of arguing warriors immediately dispersed, making the people watching next to them laugh.

The people of Baiya also watched it happily, inexplicably reminding everyone of Erti's naughty childhood.

Those warriors who have done birds and beasts, a few of them are coming towards this side. As soon as one of them walked by, Bai Ya's eyes suddenly moved slightly, and he grabbed his arm.

"You ......" The man was a thin young man in his twenties, subconsciously struggled twice, and saw that the hand that grabbed him was like an iron hoop that did not move at all, and suddenly changed color, and looked up at the white cliff.

"Brother Tai is not in a hurry, I am just in a hurry, and I want to ask for advice on something. Bai Ya smiled, but then let go of him, making his face look a lot better.

"Don't dare, Your Excellency, please speak!" The man was a little restrained, and as soon as he secretly fought just now, he knew that the young man with a wooden face in front of him was above him, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

"You're a bloody knife...... Oh no, from the Holy Sword Sect?" Bai Ya asked, pointing to the purple-scathed long knife at his waist.

"Yes, Your Excellency called me, what is the matter?"

Seeing Bai Ya calling his sect the Holy Sword Sect, the man's face was even more pale. Because if the young man on the other side is from a hostile sect, he will not call them the Holy Sword Sect, but the Blood Sword Sect.

"Your sect is here this time, can there be Wang Peng, the knife washer?" Bai Ya asked expectantly.

Eight years ago, he met Wang Peng, a knife washer, in Liangzhou City. Although Wang Peng kidnapped him at that time, he didn't embarrass him too much, he just wanted to find a disciple for the Blood Knife Sect.

What's more, he followed Wang Peng all the way, and Wash Daolang also pointed out a lot of confusion in martial arts for him. It was the secret news he told Yuqing and others about Huashan earlier, which he also knew from Wang Peng's mouth at that time.

Although Bai Ya did not say goodbye after the incident in Didao City, the two of them shared the same hatred in Didao City, and they could be regarded as friends.

It's just that Wang Peng was in his early twenties back then, but he didn't know if he was over thirty years old now.

If he is not more than thirty years old, it is very likely that he will come to Huashan, after all, he has entered the artistic conception eight years ago, and now his martial arts are definitely higher, and he can compete with the Tianjiao of all sects.

"Senior Brother Wang Peng of the Ledu lineage?" The man glanced at Bai Ya suspiciously, nodded and said, "Senior Brother Wang Peng is indeed here this time, he is one of the candidates for my sect's sword, is Your Excellency the old brother of Senior Brother Wang?"

"That's good!" Bai Ya was overjoyed, and hurriedly grabbed him and asked, "Where is he, take a certain person to meet him!"

"This ......" The man didn't look like a deceitful person when he saw Bai Ya, and he knew that Wang Peng was indeed familiar with it, so he immediately hugged his fists and said, "Senior Brother Wang was ordered to do penance by the ancestor, and he didn't dare to bring someone to disturb him. If you are convenient to report the name of the mountain gate, I can help you pass on the word below......"

"You said that you were a little stunned stick eight years ago, and you want to see him!" Bai Ya groaned slightly, then pointed to the wine shop across the street and said, "Wait for him there, if Brother Wang is willing to come, please come before the first watch." If you don't want to see you again, forget it!"

The disciple of the Blood Knife Sect saw that Bai Ya was reluctant to report his surname, but he was not suspicious. There are many people in the rivers and lakes who don't want to reveal their identities, anyway, he just passed on a word, and it doesn't matter to him whether Wang Peng comes or not.

What's more important is that this is already at the foot of Huashan Mountain, and it is during the sword debate, the famous and decent families and the evil sects and demons have tacitly agreed that they will no longer fight, and seeking revenge and causing trouble will become public enemies.

This is a precedent, Huashan Lunjian originally intended to allow the major sects in the world, including the evil sects and demon sects, to learn from each other and exchange martial arts. If someone seeks revenge and kills people during this period, then how can someone come next time.

Therefore, once something happens, it will be thoroughly investigated to the end, and the revenge seekers will even be involved in the sect behind it. Needless to say, killing people pays for their lives, and their sect will be banned from participating in the later sessions of Huashan Sword, and the loss will be great.

Not to mention that the famous and decent families will not do this, the evil sect and the demon sect will also try their best to restrain the disciples at this time and prevent them from causing trouble.

Thinking of the possibility of seeing Wang Peng again, Bai Ya's heart was turbulent, and the scenes of the past seemed to reappear in front of him.

"There's something else going on, it's in that wine shop. You go to play by yourself, if you have nothing to do, you have to go back to Gujian Peak before evening!" He originally said that he would return to the mountain at noon, but now that he is not following the three of them, he has relaxed the deadline for them.

After thinking about it, he told Yuqing again, "If you want to shop or trade, leave it to Mao Ji!"

Mao Ji is the most sophisticated of the three, Yuqing and Gan Zhang are a little too honest, and they will be deceived if they don't do it well.

The three of them all saw Bai Ya stop the disciple of the Blood Sword Sect, although they didn't know what it was, but it was probably not a lie, so they didn't force it anymore. Moreover, they dragged the white cliff down the mountain, mainly at Liu Yu's request.

It's just playing, White Cliff doesn't follow, they are more relaxed.

Bai Ya waited for them to leave, one of them ordered some wine and food in the wine shop, and the other drank alone, thinking about the past, and his eyes were getting brighter and brighter the more he drank.

When they went down the mountain, it was early in the morning, and Bai Ya drank until the sun set, and when Yuqing and the others also returned to the mountain, the sky was completely dark.

"It looks like he's not coming!" Bai Ya looked at the wine shop full of lights and candles, and was suddenly a little disappointed.

One is from seven to nine o'clock in the evening, because it is early summer, and the sky is only beginning to get dark at six o'clock, so the time is almost up, and soon the first bangzi sound of the night will sound.

"Who won't come?" At that moment, a deep voice rang in his ears.

A slender figure sat down at the table, took his hat, poured himself a glass of wine, and revealed a slightly elongated horse's face and a pair of falcon-like eyes on his face.

Bai Ya smiled happily, and when he saw that he had drunk his wine glass, he automatically filled it for him, and poured it for himself.

The two of them were speechless, touched their glasses lightly, raised their heads and drank dry, and then drank dry, as if they were competing to see who could drink faster and more, until they had drunk most of the wine to the bottom, and then stopped.

"Xiao Er serves the wine!" Bai Ya turned around and greeted.

Wang Peng burped, put down his wine glass, looked at Bai Ya carefully, and his gaze stayed on his jade-like hands for a while.

"You haven't practiced again?"

"The comprehension is too poor, the way of the knife is not suitable for me after all!" Bai Ya sighed lightly, thinking that he was favored by Wang Peng back then, or because of the boning knife technique of "knife out like a waterfall".

He turned around and stretched out his hand into a claw, and as soon as the void grabbed the wine jar that Xiao Er was holding in his arms, he volleyed it over.

"I practice boxing, tiger boxing!"

"Tiger is brave and strong, but it is also suitable for you!" Wang Peng nodded slightly, and suddenly smiled, "I always thought that you could become a great weapon, but I didn't expect that in just eight years, you will stand in front of you." Looking at your martial arts at this time, I'm afraid that you didn't come to Huashan to see the excitement, right?"

"Brother Wang is so boring, you and I rarely meet, what boring things to say, drink!" Bai Ya smiled and filled the two of their cups again.

"Haha, okay, drink!" Wang Peng raised his head and wiped it out, and said with a sigh, "When you left, you had a rumor that the old flower in Luolian Hall would meet the rivers and lakes another day, and you would invite someone to have a good drink, and today is the answer to this statement!"

"It's been eight years...... Bai Ya also sighed a little, and picked up the wine glass again, "Brother Wang, if you don't get drunk today, you won't go home!"

"!"

The two cups touched lightly, and Bai Ya and Wang Peng looked at each other and smiled.

A few wine jars were soon empty in front of the two, and because they didn't have luck to protect their bodies, both of them were a little drunk.

"Didn't say goodbye that day, Brother Wang didn't make himself angry, right?" Bai Ya asked slightly drunk and with his eyelids on his eyelids.

"Why didn't you ......" Wang Peng's pair of eagle eyes were now half-drunk, and he burped and replied.

"However, on the way back to the mountain, I figured it out, with your paranoid personality of this kid, even if you are forcibly dragged into the Holy Sword Sect, I am afraid that I will find an opportunity to leave in the future. It wasn't beautiful at that time, so it might as well be left at that. ”

"Where did you go after you left Didao City?"

"I first went to Hanzhong, and Brother Wang saw the two Buddhist scriptures in my bag. A certain monk once promised to help him deliver books, so naturally he can't break his promise and get fat!" Bai Ya replied with a smile.

"Oh, I thought about it, I thought it was your prevarication, but I didn't expect it to be true!" Wang Peng pointed to Bai Ya's nose and laughed, slapped the table and shouted, "Hundreds of thousands of miles from Saibei to Hanzhong in the south, just to send two Buddhist scriptures...... Haha, that's something you'd do!"

"Later, where did you go, this kid, and let which sect pick up a big bargain!"

"A certain entered the Qingcheng ......"

Bai Ya shook his drowsy head, told his experience over the years with a big tongue, and listened to Wang Peng tell some of his own stories......

Unconsciously, the sky slowly turned white, and the two drank all night, but at this time, with a smile on the corner of their mouths, they fell asleep on the wine table!