Under the plaque with black letters on a red background, three people stood.

One white and two black, one front and two back, one and two Su.

It was getting dark, and there were few pedestrians on the streets. In the twilight scene, only the red lantern hanging outside the door of the store is dazzling.

The white cloth with the iron sword in his hand turned slightly sideways and glanced at the two black-robed brocade clothes behind him.

All of them are pictures of fists clenched, holding their breath and concentrating, as if walking on thin ice.

And they are not to blame. Although Zhang Shan and Li Shi are brocade clothes, they are not those old-timers who have already traveled south and north for the saint - this is their first time in the Western Regions. Having said that, they have long heard from the mouths of the old-timers that there is no royal law in the Western Regions, and their lives are cheap, and they are a place where there are hidden murderous opportunities everywhere. However, when I first arrived at this Qimen Mengyue City today, I saw that it was a square avenue, spacious and atmospheric, and it was not like the scenery of the underworld in my impression. If you are ordinary people, most of them should breathe a sigh of relief at this time and say, 'It's me who is too careful' - but as brocade clothes, they are doing the opposite, and they feel that there is something strange in it.

In other words, there are some 'delusions of victimization'.

Seeing this, Bai Yi smiled faintly: "Both, your faces are too serious. If, for a while, the old steward is so frightened that he does not let us in, tell me what is the sin?"

Zhang Shan Li Shi was slightly stunned, loosened his fist, changed his tone, and his face gradually calmed down.

Looking up, the mahogany gate in front of him with the plaque of the word 'Yin Family' was slightly hidden. From the gap in the half-fan, you can glimpse the small bridge and flowing water in the courtyard, and you can glimpse the two-story attic in the courtyard, but you can't see the tricks of luck in the courtyard, and you can't see the ingenuity of the hidden box.

After all, it is a Qimen family, so you have to be careful.

The two black-robed brocade clothes who had not been deeply involved in the world couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The white clothes smiled lightly, no longer reproaching the two people who couldn't put on a casual look, turned around, looked at the pavilion in the courtyard, and looked at the white sideburns steward who came out of the pavilion and came quickly.

Lift the sword, flick the sleeves, hug the palms, bow down, and compose.

The old steward hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up: "Son, don't! The old servant can't afford such a big gift. ”

"If you can afford it, how can you not afford it. Wang Manxiu got up and said with a slight smile: "Just because the old steward is a little more sophisticated than the little student, he can already afford it." ”

"Childe said it. The old steward bowed back, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Childe, I'm sorry." Today, the young master is in poor health and it is inconvenient to meet guests, so he also asks the son to visit again another day. ”

Wang Manxiu blinked and said, "Hey, Yin Shao, he's sick? How could he be? Old steward, my 'confidant' he won't ......"

The white clothes wanted to speak and stopped, showing a worried and anxious look.

The old steward hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, don't worry." The young master just wore less clothes when he traveled a few days ago, and he contracted the wind cold, so it was no big deal, and it was good to recuperate for a few days. ”

"Oh, that's it, it's just a cold ......" Bai Yi paused, and suddenly smiled: "Then since that's the case, it's okay to let Xiaosheng, a 'confidant', meet!"

With that, he stepped over the threshold and into the house.

The old steward hurriedly covered the door, stopped in front of him, and hurriedly said: "Childe can't! The young master is afraid that the young master will also catch the cold, and he hopes that the young master will receive the young master's kindness and visit again another day." ”

Wang Manxiu said with a smile: "It's okay, Xiaosheng has cultivated one or two strange doors, his physique is strong, and this kind of wind and cold is not in the way." ”

"Hey, hey, but Childe, you can't say that-"

The old steward was just halfway through his words, when he suddenly saw the white clothes in front of him raise his right hand and make a gesture.

Immediately afterwards, the two black robes behind him leaped up, one person and one arm, and actually lifted the old steward up.

The old steward who was carried up kept his feet off the ground and kept fluttering in the air, like a hooked fish: "Gong, Gong, Gong! You, you want to ...... this"

"Hard. ”

Wang Manxiu turned his face sideways and smiled at the old steward who was carried out of his house by Zhang Shan and Li Shi.

Then, with his feet raised, he crossed the ashless threshold.

Push the door and admit to the hospital.

"Oh!

A loud voice, like a stick on the head, came from the sky.

Carrying an iron sword, he raised his head slightly and looked at the mansion in the courtyard.

On the top of the pavilion on the second floor, there stood a seven-foot man with sharp eyebrows and a mustache.

The big man clenched his hands into fists, his expression was solemn, and the sleeveless plain military uniform on his body was blowing in the wind and drumming with his anger.

He lowered his head and glared at the white-clothed man with an unkind gaze, his voice loud and steady.

"Get out. ”

Wang Manxiu shrugged his shoulders and smiled lightly: "What if I don't?"

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the big man flashed away.

Bai Yi was stunned in the blink of an eye, his sleeves shook rapidly, and he immediately raised his arm and sword across his chest.

'Boom-'

There was a dull loud thud, and two punching fists slammed into the silver-white iron sword.

There was another burst of breath, and although the feet of the white clothes did not leave the ground, they couldn't stop sliding backwards, raising dust and sand all over the ground.

It wasn't until his heels touched the mahogany-colored threshold that he calmed down and stabilized his figure.

"What a [Qianjunjin]. Wang Manxiu breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the big man with a strange light in his eyes and a serious expression mixed with a little surprise, turned sideways, and looked at the three people outside the door: "Zhang Shanli Shi!"

"Yes!"

The two black-robed brocade clothes immediately responded, that is, they were about to clasp their fists and salute. But the old steward was still being held in the air by the two of them like ducks waiting to be roasted, and this salute directly made the old steward sit on the ground with a butt, and cried out in pain.

Wang Manxiu glanced at the old butler who was rubbing his buttocks, and seemed to be a little embarrassed, but he didn't laugh in the end. He raised his eyes and glanced at the two respectful brocade clothes, motioned for them to get up, raised his chin towards the big man in military uniform, and said, "You two, if you go together, what will be the result?"

The two brocades frowned slightly and pondered for a moment.

With the punch just now, although Zhang Shan and Li Shi were outside the door and couldn't see it directly, they could perceive it both in voice and breath, and in that air, the majestic fortune that suddenly stirred up was something that they couldn't turn a blind eye to no matter what.

After a while, Jin Yi raised his head and said in a low voice, "Humble will die." ”

White-robed and headed.

Then, he turned around and went back, and said to the big man in military uniform: "Xiaosheng's name is Wang Manxiu, dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"

"Meng Yue Yinzheng. ”

Dahan said in a low voice. The strange light in his eyes had dimmed, but his fists were still clenched at his sides.

"Oh! Yin Zheng's seniors, fortunately, I will be lucky. Wang Manxiu smiled slightly: "Your punch just now is really worthy of the name [Qianjun Jin], but it is much heavier than Yin Shao's." ”

Dahan frowned and did not reply.

"It's a pity that it's still a little worse. If your punch was heavier or faster, you should be able to drive Xiao Sheng out of the door, right?"

Dahan still didn't answer, but took a slight step forward.

"Now, then, the exchange of courtesy, it is my turn next. ”

Wang Manxiu took a light breath and raised his lips and smiled.