The wind and rain building of Zhenzhou City is the best restaurant in the whole city, the environment here is beautiful, the layout is elegant, all kinds of dishes are the best among the boutiques, the people who come here to eat are not dignitaries, or rich businessmen, ordinary civilians are not qualified to step into the building half a step. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoEven if the Central Plains is suffering from drought now, and the Khitan in the north is looking at the end, it is still prosperous in the past, with people coming and going, and full of friends.

War is always a terrible thing for those who abide by the law, but it is a feast for those who believe in wealth and danger.

In the Fugui Pavilion on the third floor of the Wind and Rain Building, a burly and slightly chubby man put down his chopsticks, took a snow-white towel and wiped his mouth, and asked, "See clearly, is it really her?"

The handsome young man stood aside and nodded: "The face is covered by a green cloth, but looking at the figure, and the green sharkskin sheath sword on her back, eighty percent is her." ”

The big man pondered for a moment and said to himself, "How could she get involved with that little catcher from Dali Temple? Who was that reckless young man? How could Mo Qingyan come back from Qingping Town alive?"

The young man asked tentatively, "Lord, do you want to get rid of that Mo Qingyan in the nineteenth?"

The big man glanced at him and said, "Nineteen, you are very smart, I admire you, but many times, smart people are very troublesome, and simple and loyal subordinates are the most reliable subordinates." ”

The young man's body was shocked, his face turned pale, he knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly: "Nineteen understands, nineteen knows wrong, nineteen's life is given by the Lord, since he follows the Lord, this life is handed over to the Lord, Nineteen should not think too much, let alone speculate about the Lord's mind, and please forgive the Lord!"

The big man looked at Nineteen coldly, the floor was still "banging", and the atmosphere in the Fugui Pavilion was strange and elusive. Nineteen's forehead was already bloody, but he didn't dare to stop, still kowtowing like a chicken pecking rice, and the bright red blood stained the floor, which was particularly dazzling.

"That's enough!" the big man finally spoke, "It's good to know, this point, learn more from Seventeen, put more thoughts on tasks, don't think about what you shouldn't think, don't know things you shouldn't know, understand?"

"Understood, understood, Nineteen understood!" replied Nineteen.

"It's good to understand, get up!" the big man's voice softened, "Nineteen, how many years have you been with me?"

"Fifteen years!" replied Nineteen standing up and cautiously, not daring to wipe the blood from his forehead, letting the drops of blood slide down his cheeks and fall on the floor.

"Yes, fifteen years!" the big man sighed and threw the towel to Nineteen, "Wipe it, what does it look like when it's bloody?" You can do it with Seventeen, you don't necessarily have to kill that Mo Qingyan, but you must make it clear to him that you don't care about things that shouldn't be taken care of, and you can't investigate cases that shouldn't be investigated. After a while, the big man explained: "Also, protect Ruyue, don't hurt her!"

ran out of eight or nine miles in one breath, and seeing that there were no pursuers chasing after them, Li Fengyun and the three grabbed the horse's head, and the three of them looked at each other and laughed.

"These officers and soldiers are really useless!" Li Fengyun said with a smile.

"It's not that those officers and soldiers are useless, it's that your trick is too powerful, even if it's me, if I don't guard against it, I will suffer some losses. Mo said lightly, "By the way, your chai knife seems to be a little weird, bring it to me and take a look." ”

"What's weird? Isn't it just a broken firewood knife?" Li Fengyun didn't care too much, untied the firewood knife, and threw it to Mo Qingyan.

"No," Mo Qingyan carefully examined the firewood knife and said, "You don't know how to do internal strength, how can you break their two waist knives in a row, but your firewood knife is fine?"

"Maybe it's my firewood knife that is thicker! Their broken knife weighs at most, at most four catties, and Lao Tzu's chai knife weighs more than ten catties. After thinking about it, Li Fengyun said, "It's a pity that Lao Tzu's shadow knife was snatched by the crazy monk, and the knife weighed one or two hundred catties, so it was enough to taste." ”

Mo lightly couldn't see any way, and threw the firewood knife back to Li Fengyun, shook his head and said: "You don't underestimate the blades in the army, but they are much stronger than those iron weapons in the people, if it is really an ordinary firewood knife, it can't withstand the slash of the waist knife."

Strange, the material of your chai knife, that is, ordinary cast iron, although the cast iron is hard, but it is not easy to open, it is very brittle, no one will use cast iron to fight the knife, your father is really strange, how can there be such a chai knife?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's because I don't have any money and can't afford a good firewood knife, so I just found some broken copper and iron and hit Luo casually!" Li Fengyun said casually.

"Rotten people are naturally deserved with rotten knives!" Du Ruyue said in a low voice.

Li Fengyun said angrily: "What a rotten knife, I said it's a treasure knife, take your broken sword, Lao Tzu can smash it with one sword!"

Du Ruyue was taken aback, she was reluctant to use her sword to smash Li Fengyun's wood-breaking knife, she was really going to be smashed, and she regretted it too late. The sword was given by her master, named Green Magpie, and it was also forged from a hundred refined steels, although it was not a quick picking, sharpening iron like mud, but it was also a rare good sword.

That day, she and Li Fengyun fought indiscriminately in Taiheng Mountain, Li Fengyun took Mo Qingyan's treasure knife and slashed indiscriminately, and forced out seven or eight sesame seeds-sized cuts, teaching her heartache for a long time, she always couldn't get along with Li Fengyun, to a large extent, this is also one of the reasons.

"Okay, okay," Mo said lightly, "even a peerless blade can't withstand such a random smashing and chopping, rather than that, it is better to make an axe, a bright silver hammer, a copper hammer and a heavy blade." A good blade is like the arm of a martial artist, second brother, you have to cherish it. ”

Li Fengyun laughed twice and said, "That drunken old man said that I am suitable for taking a fierce path, and small tricks can't be used." ”

The three of them talked and laughed, walked slowly, and when it was dark, they came to a small village and stayed overnight in an old farmer's house.

In the middle of the night, Mo Qingyan suddenly woke up, listened carefully, and there was a faint sound of horses' hooves coming from all directions, rushing towards this small village, and there were many people.

Mo Qingyan was shocked in his heart, hurriedly woke up Li Fengyun and Du Ruyue, packed up, and was about to go out to investigate, at this time, the sound of the horse's hooves was already very clear, and the small village had been surrounded by groups, and the bronze bell at the entrance of the village was also ringed, and there was chaos in the village.

I only heard a person outside the village shouting: "Listen to the people in Liujiazhuang, the king of Ma'anshan has come here to borrow grain, quickly prepare five hundred loads of grain, three thousand copper coins, and hand it over to our king when it is ugly, spare you from dying." Less than a penny, half a liter of food, don't blame me for waiting for the blood to wash your Liujiazhuang, and the chickens and dogs are not left. ”

In this small village, there were only about 50 households in total, and when there was a drought, where could they get together 500 quintals of grain and 3,000 copper coins? The men in the village picked up their hoes and pitchforks and poured into the village wall, while the old and weak women and children closed the door and hid under the covers and shivered, hoping that the two thin planks would keep the strong men out of the door.