Chapter 1 The grass in front of the mountain is yellow, and the heroes under the mountain are dead, and there is no thousand catties of strength, and they do not enter the Huangquan Gang.

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piedmont herb yellow,

The heroes under the mountain died.

There is no thousand pounds of force,

Do not enter Huangquan Gang.

The three people in the grass hall tavern were sparsely seated around, a cold wind blew in through the door curtain, everyone couldn't help but shrink their necks, and the grumpy ones were even more angry, but they just saw the big men who pushed the door recently, and they all sat upright like good babies, continuing the topic just now.

"Whew~ Damn, this ghost weather is getting more and more energetic. I said, Lao Lin, can't you add more firewood? This little flame is thinner than the two calves of his little widow," the big man threw a tiger skin hat on the table next to him, "Wipe the snow clean for the master", and after speaking, he didn't look at the table that walked to the tavern closest to the stove, and didn't pay any attention to the middle-aged man's reaction. But then again, which one dares to make a living in this thousands of miles of Huangquan Mountain is a good stubble?

"Which crotch didn't let you out, dare to talk to the master like this?" said the unsheathed ghost-headed knife in his hand, and the tiger cat ran towards the back of the big man's head like a meteor, and the snow on the hat pulled down a snow-white trail in the air.

The middle-aged man had a sneer on his face, as if he was very confident in the power of his pick. But I didn't know that the faces of the heroes at the other tables all leaked a look of schadenfreude for watching a good show.

When the big man heard the whistling sound behind his head, he lowered his head slightly, just enough to cover his hair. Then he touched the top of his hat.

"Little brother, thank you, your heart is very careful, and you can make it very clean, and you are doing a good job. The face seemed to be smiling, but the other people in the tavern were not too big to laugh, "Little cub, such a good job with fine skin and tender meat won't be the rabbit master."

The middle-aged man happened to be needless, as if he had implemented the laughter of others in the hotel, and his face was as red as a pig's liver.

"Looking for death" did not fall, but I saw his wrist flip up, and a cold light flashed towards the big man.

The strange thing is that the big man looked at this knife menacingly, and he still had no intention of dodging with a smile on his face.

"Aren't you scared stupid?" The middle-aged man's eyes were full of sarcasm, but his hands were not strong at all, but the sword light was faintly faster. "It's okay, it's the first time I come here, and I will also set up a prestige for the ghost knife in Guanzhong"

It turned out that the middle-aged man was also a well-known figure when he was in Guanzhong, and Bo Youwei was famous, and the people in the rivers and lakes also gave him some face on weekdays, so he simply did a dart job. It's still creditworthy for a few years. However, a wolf in sheep's clothing is not a good thing after all, in a dart, he saw the lust, slaughtered more than ten lives up and down the caravan, raped and killed the daughter and concubine of a local rich merchant, so he was wanted by the official family. Later, on the way to escape, I heard that Huangquan Mountain, a three-way area, was mostly wanted criminals to avoid officials. That's why I wanted to come here to avoid the limelight. Because I have heard that this place is very dangerous on weekdays, and if you are not careful, you will be separated, so I have been cautious for a few days, for fear of offending the masters, and my life will be taken away, and I will make a wedding dress for people with all my money. However, in the past few days in this tavern, I have not seen any fighting, but I have a very harmonious appearance, and I have slowly let go of the worries in my heart.

"I think it's the people in the rivers and lakes who are passing around, exaggerating here" The ghost knife's eyes were microns, although he thought so much in his mind, but it was just an instant. "Die!"

"Wow"

"How could it be!" I saw the rickety old man next to the stove raise his hand, and the burning stick in his hand slashed through the big man's ears impartially, brought up strands of hair, and smashed straight on the tip of the ghost knife.

Who knew that the small burning stick was full of power, and the ghost-headed big knife came out of his hand and was inserted on the ground with a clanging sound.

"Ahem...... Ahem, don't you know the rules of my cottage?" the old man stood up tremblingly, his voice hoarse, accompanied by bursts of coughing. It's hard to believe that the powerful throw just now was done by this old man in his last years.

The ghost head was still immersed in the blow just now, and only came back to his senses when he heard the voice, and he hurriedly bowed down and bowed down: "The villain is new to the treasure land, and he doesn't know the rules, please spare the juniors this time."

"It's like this every time, cut" The big man pouted, turned and sat down.

The old man slowly came to the ghost knife, and pulled up the ghost knife kneeling on the ground with kindness, "Those who don't know are not guilty, but I don't know why the young man is here?"

The ghost knife stood up tremblingly, and knew that rape and murder had always been despised by martial arts people, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Because I was dissatisfied with the gentry in the township who oppressed the people in the township, I slaughtered him all over the house, and was later wanted by the officials. ”

"The rules cannot be abolished, in this Baicao Huang, Huangquangang. The old man stretched out his fingers and pointed around the tavern, "You are not allowed to use force in the grass hall," after speaking, his eyes squinted, as if he glanced at the waist of the ghost knife inadvertently.

are all old fritters crawling in the rivers and lakes, and the ghost knife doesn't know the meaning of the old man's glimpse just now. The sense of awe in his heart couldn't help but decrease a little, "It's just a high-sounding guy" Ghost Dao thought disdainfully in his heart, but his face was full of smiles, and he bowed down and handed over the money bag on his waist, "The villain has broken the rules for the first time, and he deserves to be punished, I only hope that Your Excellency will forgive you."

The old man squinted his eyes and shook his head, "It's wrong, are you willing to be punished?"

The ghost knife seemed to be relieved when he saw the old man, and hurriedly said, "Wrong, wrong, willing to be punished, willing to be punished"

The old man knocked on the table and made a "poof" sound, "Okay, let's go" After speaking, he walked back with his hands on his waist and coughing.

Seeing this, the ghost knife hurriedly put down the money bag, put away the guy, and slipped away without looking back.

As soon as he walked outside the door, he heard a burst of laughter in the grass hall, his face trembled, and his steps suddenly increased his speed and ran into the distance.

The flowers bloomed two and each showed a branch, and when he saw the ghost knife walking out of the door, several good men who seemed to be familiar with the big man with the tiger skin hat just now surrounded him.

"Brother Xiaolin, why don't you catch up?" Two or three people looked like they were hanging, sitting on the bench with their legs crossed, and without saying a word, they pinched peanuts and stuffed them into their mouths.

"Lai San, don't fucking come here all day long to eat and drink, hurry up and walk up the mountain, get some money and pay for the wine" Although the big man said this, he didn't know how to push the plate of peanuts and rice in front of the person called Lai San.

"Hehe" Lai San grinned, his two eyebrows hung diagonally upward, and if he looked closely, he could find that an inconspicuous scar had crossed his eyebrows diagonally from the corner of his mouth, breaking the phase. "I'm not your Brother Xiaolin, this brittle bone, can't it become the big dung of that dog day when you go up the mountain?"

Dahan smiled when he heard this, and silently filled the wine glass in front of Lai San's eyes, "It's old to fly on the grass"

"Old man, old man" Lai San seemed to be open-minded, but it was not difficult to see a trace of loneliness in his eyes flashing, buttoned the red clothes of peanuts stuck to his teeth, smashed his mouth and asked again, "Don't you chase it?"

"Oh?" the big man was noncommittal, and took a sip of the wine glass unhurriedly, "Don't hurry, the big white hair is coming"

"Yo, no wonder you are so leisurely, then wait" Lai Sanba drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, stretched his waist, "Little guys, hurry up, don't mess up with our Xiaolin brother" said and grabbed a handful of peanut grains.

"Okay, then Brother Lin, let's talk back" The remaining three or two greeted and sat aside with Lai San.

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