The palace has high walls and majestic bronze gates. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

No matter how high the wall is, it will not be difficult to defeat the first-class light work of the rivers and lakes.

No matter how majestic the door is, it is only to prevent the gentleman and not the villain.

The man in white has first-class light skills, and he never prides himself on being a gentleman.

Therefore, he jumped into the courtyard at this moment, landing silently, like a falling residual leaf,

Mei Xiaoyan followed, like the shadow of a man in white.

The man in white seemed to be very familiar with the treasury, and when he turned left and right, he touched the place where the stolen silver was sealed.

It's funny, there is only an iron lock in front of the door, and there is no half of the officers and soldiers.

No wonder half of the world has fallen, if there is no soul sacrificial wine, are the officers and soldiers of the government also the same virtue?

Randomly broke a thin branch, the man in white touched the lock, split the thin branch into two spikes, gently agitated three or two, and the iron lock fell.

"It seems that you have done a lot of this kind of thing. Mei Xiaoyan snorted disdainfully.

Throwing away the branches, the man in white looked back and raised his eyebrows: "So, with a pair of dexterous hands, three dice can win eighteen points." ”

Laughing, his words still refused to fall behind.

When I entered the treasury, there was a faint candlelight.

Could it be that there is an ambush hidden in the locked door?

The man in white immediately pressed against the wall, trying to hide his figure.

But I heard the old man's voice: "Since the friends are here, let's have a drink with the old man." ”

The act has been humanely broken, and if you hide it and don't show your head, it will inevitably be seen as a joke.

In desperation, the man in white touched his nose and walked out gently.

Looking for prestige, by the candlelight, there sat an old man with a messy beard, and there were two dishes and a pot of wine on the small wooden table.

The old man knocked on the long wooden bench opposite with the crutch in his hand, and smiled: "The old man has a disability in his leg and can't stand up to greet guests, which is rude." ”

The man in white sat down with Mei Xiaoyan and took the wine from the old man.

The dish is simple, a plate of peanuts and a plate of salted duck eggs, which is also a good dish to accompany wine.

The wine is spicy and is the cheapest inferior wine.

The old man was wearing a government robe, and he had never seen such an old soldier, so he was probably just a husband.

The man in white drank the wine, took half a salted egg, and returned to his house generously.

"Aren't friends afraid that wine is poisonous?" the old man's eyes lit up, staring at the man in white.

"No, no. After another drink, he laughed softly: "The poisonous wine is extraordinarily fragrant, and the old man's glass of wine is really hard to drink." ”

When he said it was unpleasant, he poured himself another drink.

"It turns out that my friend is a person who understands alcohol. The old man smiled lightly, and asked again: "Aren't friends afraid of poison in the egg?"

The salted egg was just approached by the man in white, and when he heard the old man ask, he hurriedly nodded: "It's possible." ”

casually, he pushed the salted egg to Mei Xiaoyan's wine glass: "You taste it first, if it is not poisoned, I will eat it again." ”

"Yes, yes!" the old man praised twice, and finally smiled: "People who know how to drink are very real." ”

"It's a pity that people who know how to drink can't drink good wine tonight, and people who really can't eat good food tonight. ”

wanted to steal silver but was caught by someone, and the man in white actually had the face to complain that the wine was not beautiful and the food was not good.

The old man drank half a cup of wine slowly, chewed a peanut, and asked in a dull voice: "What wine is good wine, and what kind of food is good food?"

"Silver wine is good wine, and gold oil is good food. ”

It sounds like he is talking about wine and food, but in fact, the man in white has already said the word gold and silver.

This is his intention on the table, is he really not afraid of being imprisoned?

"Okay, as long as a friend can point it out, the old man will definitely do it for a friend. ”

The old man put his crutches under his armpits, struggled to his feet, and limped one leg deep.

When he was young, he turned around and took two plates of vegetables with one hand, one plate of gold and one plate of silver.

"As long as the friend can eat it, these two dishes will belong to the friend. ”

The old man sat down again, with a single crutch across his lap, and a pair of old hands floated lightly on it.

Looking at these two dishes, the man in white smiled and was smug: "Gold is raw, silver is not cooked, even if I have a good appetite, it is not such a way to eat." ”

"Oh?" the old man became interested when he said so interestingly: "What do you need to eat to be able to eat?"

"Simmer slowly, and the old soup is tormented. ”

He said one sentence after another, and it seemed that he would always have a word.

"Yes, it sounds good. The old man also laughed, wondering what Bai Yi would do next, and asked: "The old man has a pot and stove here, I don't know what soup my friend wants to hang, and how long will it take?"

"It is necessary to simmer the water of a thousand seas for twenty years. After saying this, I followed it again: "We must also use the mountains and forests and reefs as fuel." ”

A thousand seas, twenty years, a reef of mountains and forests.

Listening to the absurd words, each one, pierced the old man's heart.

Picking up the crutch and smashing it on the table, the old man's eyes were cloudy, and he shouted angrily: "Who is your friend?"

The man in white drank and was speechless, Mei Xiaoyan drew her fast sword, stared at Ying's eyes, and asked fiercely: "Are you a canoe in a thousand seas?"

When the old man didn't answer, the man in white frowned and sighed: "A thousand seas canoe and a single oar, who would have thought that a single oar is actually a crutch." ”

"Yes, the old man is a canoe in a thousand seas. The old man took up his crutches and jumped over gently: "The old man is an unknown ghost under the cane, please ask a friend to report the number." ”

"Since you are a canoe of a thousand seas and have world-class martial arts, why do you use poisonous eggs to harm people?" The man in white retrieved half of the salted egg under Mei Xiaoyan's eyes, chewed it, and smiled lightly: "So, this egg must not be poisonous." ”

Using wine to dilute the saltiness in his mouth, the man in white nodded: "I am the son of a mountain, forest and reef man." ”

Qianhai canoe was stunned, the hand holding the oar was trembling, and he couldn't believe that he could still see the descendants of the mountain, forest and reef people in this life.

"Give me back your life!" Mei Xiaoyan shouted angrily, leading the way with her sword, and stabbed the old man in the heart.

In front of the enemy who killed his father, the man in white only cared about eating eggs and drinking, but this young man seemed to have a deeper hatred.

Twenty years ago, on the edge of the Xuantian Cliff, the tragic appearance of the hero's weeping reappeared.

The heart that has been stable for 20 years has made waves again.

It must be the retribution that should come, and it is worth it after twenty more years of stealing.

The canoe of a thousand seas threw down his crutches and waited for the sword.

A sword stabbed down, and snow flew everywhere.

The canoe of a thousand seas, which had just closed its eyes and waited for death, was suddenly submerged in the snow and mist.

The new sword was shattered by the cold wind, and the ice roared like the groan of a dying man.

Mei Xiaoyan flipped her wrist and shook out the sword wind, splitting the snow mist.

As he thought, when the snow and mist cleared, two stunning beauties appeared.

One has a meniscus knife in his waist, and the other is empty-handed.

It's fairy bones flying snow again, and there is no corpse to be seen.

The enemy may be dead, but the hatred in Mei Xiaoyan's heart has not diminished by half.

If I can't slash the enemy, what's the use of my practice?

turned his head and wanted to question the man in white, but he saw the remnants of wine on the table, and the person was gone.

I wanted to ask the two ladies again, but only the snow shadow was empty.

The two plates of gold and silver were still on the table, and this was still the place of non-profit.

Mei Xiaoyan took back the fast sword, clicked out of the door, chased back to the inn first, and then asked the man in white about the crime of escaping.