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Fujian, a suburb of Fuzhou.

On the avenue, the first to rush out of five horses.

At first a horse was snow-white, with Mahler's stirrups made of rotten silver, and a young man in brocade clothes, about eighteen or nineteen years old, had a falcon on his left shoulder, with a sword hanging from his waist, and a longbow on his back. Behind him were four riders, all of whom were dressed in green cloth and short clothes.

The one in white is the young owner of the famous Fuwei dart bureau in Fuzhou City, and the rest are Zheng and Shi, two dart heads in the dart game, and two executioners of Bai and Chen. The five of them were talking and laughing in the avenue, and suddenly a wine shop appeared in front of them, and everyone shouted to have a drink.

Not long after I came to the front of the store, but the hotel was quiet, and I saw a white-robed swordsman in the corner, wearing a hat, his face was not very clear, and he was drinking alone. There was a girl in Tsing Yi next to the wine stove, with two mustaches on her head and two thorn hairpins, cooking wine, her face turned inward, and she didn't turn around.

Zheng Dart shouted: "Lao Cai, why don't you come out to lead the horse?" Bai Er and Chen Qi pulled out the bench, brushed off the dust with their sleeves, and invited Lin Pingzhi to sit. Shi Zheng and the two darts were accompanied by the prime minister, and the two executioners sat in another seat.

There was a cough in the inner hall, and a white-haired old man came out and said, "Please sit down, do you want to drink?" Zheng Dart said: "If you don't drink, do you still drink tea? Where's Lao Cai? What's the matter? Has this hotel changed owners?"

The old man said: "Yes, yes, Wan'er, hit three catties of bamboo leaves." Don't hide it from the guest officials, the little old man's surname is Sa, he was originally a local, he has been doing business outside since he was a child, his son and daughter-in-law are dead, and he thinks that the tree is thousands of feet high, and the leaves fall back to his roots, so he brought this granddaughter back to his hometown. Who knew that after more than 40 years away from home, none of my relatives and friends in my hometown were gone. It just so happened that Lao Cai of this hotel didn't want to do it, so he sold it to Xiao Lao'er for thirty taels of silver. Alas, I finally returned to my hometown, and when I heard everyone say this hometown, I couldn't say it in my heart, and I was so ashamed that the little old man himself couldn't say it. ”

The girl in green clothes lowered her head and held a wooden plate, put a cup of chopsticks in front of Lin Pingzhi and others, put three pots of wine on the table, and walked away with her head down, never daring to glance at the guests. Lin Pingzhi saw that this girl had a graceful figure, but her complexion was dark and very rough, her face seemed to have a lot of acne, and her appearance was very ugly.

Shi Daotou took a pheasant and a yellow rabbit, handed it to the old man and said, "Wash and peel it, go fry two large pots." The old man said: "Yes, yes! If you want to drink wine, you should first use some beef, broad beans, and peanuts." Wan'er didn't wait for her grandfather's instructions, so she brought beef, broad beans and the like to the table, and Zheng Dart said: "This Lin Gongzi is the young dart head of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, a young hero, chivalrous and righteous, and spends money like dirt." If your two dishes are fried to suit his appetite, your capital of thirty taels of silver will be earned back in less than a month or two. ”

The old man said, "Yes, yes! Thank you, thank you!" He picked up the pheasant and the yellow rabbit and went away. Zheng Darttou poured wine in Lin Pingzhi, Shi Darttou and his own glass, picked up the wine glass, raised his neck and drank it dry, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and said: "The hotel has changed owners, and the taste of wine has not changed." He poured another glass of wine, and was about to drink it again, when he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves, and two horses galloped from the official road to the north.

The two horses came so quickly, and suddenly arrived outside the hotel, only one person could hear: "There is a hotel here, drink two bowls!" Shi Dart's obedient voice was a native of western Sichuan, and he turned his head to open his head, only to see two men wearing green cloth robes, tying their mounts under the big banyan tree in front of the store, walking into the store, and shaking a glance at Lin Pingzhi and others, and then sat down with a big thorn.

Both of them had white cloth wrapped around their heads and were dressed in green robes, as if they were dressed as Sven, but they were bare-legged, barefoot, and earless bast shoes. Shi Darttou knew that the Sichuan people were dressed like this, and the white cloth wrapped around their heads was that Zhuge Liang died that year, and the Sichuan people wore filial piety for him, and Wuhou was very fond of him.

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but be surprised, and thought: "These two people are not literate, martial arts, and their appearance is strange. ”

I heard the young man shout: "Bring the wine! There are so many mountains in Fujian, and the horses are tired." ”

Wan'er lowered her head and walked to the table between them, and asked in a low voice, "What kind of wine do you want?" Although her voice was low, it was very crisp and beautiful.

The young man was stunned, suddenly stretched out his right hand, held it to Wan'er's chin, and said with a smile: "It's a pity, it's a pity!" Wan'er was taken aback and hurriedly stepped back. Another man said with a smile: "Brother Yu, this flower girl's figure is hard to get, a face, but it is spikes stepping on the mud, flipping the pomegranate skin, Ge Laozi is a good hemp skin." The man surnamed Yu laughed.

Lin Pingzhi rushed upward, stretched out his right hand and slapped it heavily on the table, and said, "What's the matter, two eyeless puppies, but they came to our Fuzhou Mansion to spread wild!"

The young and vigorous surnamed Yu heard this, and he was about to have a seizure. A man next to him hurriedly grabbed him and muttered in his ear, and the young man surnamed Yu turned his anger into joy when he heard it, and laughed: "Who should I be, it turns out to be the grandson of the famous Luoyang Golden Dao Sect master!

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that the Golden Knife Gate was destroyed overnight, which can be described as a wise sweep, and this remark is the biggest irony.

Lin Pingzhi was furious, lifted a tin wine jug on the table, and fell over. The man surnamed Yu avoided it, and the tin wine jug fell straight to the grass outside the hotel door, and the wine splashed all over the ground. Shi Darttou and Zheng Darthead stood up and grabbed the two of them.

The surnamed Yu smiled and said: "This kid went on stage to sing Hua Dan, but he really seduced people, and he couldn't fight yet!"

Zheng Darthead shouted: "This is Lin Shao's dart head of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, you are bold, to Tai Sui's head to break ground?" As soon as the word "soil" came out, a punch from his left hand had already slammed into his face. The man surnamed Yu turned his left hand upside down, caught the pulse of Zheng Darthead, and dragged it hard, Zheng Darthead stood uncertain, and his body rushed towards the table. The man surnamed Yu slammed his left elbow down and hit the back of Zheng Dart's neck.

With a click, Zheng Dart's head smashed the table, and even the person with the table fell. Although Zheng Dart Head is not a good hand in the Fuwei Dart Bureau, but it is not a pus-filled foot, Shi Dart Head saw that he was knocked down by this person in one move, it can be seen that the other party has a lot of background, and asked: "Who is the Honorable Driver? Since he is a fellow martial artist, don't you look at the Fuwei Dart Bureau?"

The big man surnamed Najia replied: "We are disciples of the Qingcheng faction, and the one next to me is the son of the head of the Qingcheng faction", saying with a little pride in his eyes.

"It turned out that Qingcheng sent a high-ranking disciple, disrespectful and disrespectful. Zheng Darthead was polite.

"It turns out that the Qingcheng faction is like this, and the goods are good all the way! It's really better to be famous than to meet," Lin Ping was angry and sneered.

"Oh, the kid is so daring!" surnamed Yu was furious, and he casually shot a dart, and a sound of breaking the air came.

Lin Pingzhi was inexperienced in dealing with the enemy, and he forgot to dodge when he was caught off guard, and froze in place.

"Xiu" shot out an object from the corner, about half a foot long, and met the dark plum blossom dart, and actually missed the dart alive and fastened it to the wooden door.

When I looked closely, it was a bamboo chopstick, and the slender chopsticks pierced the darts made of fine iron and nailed them to the wooden door. Everyone couldn't help but gasp, amazed by the deep internal force and precise control of the person who shot the bamboo chopsticks.

Everyone turned their gaze and looked at the corner where the bamboo chopsticks were shot.

I saw a white-robed swordsman wearing a bamboo hat, Shi Shiran, sitting behind the wine table, pouring wine into the cup by himself, completely ignoring everyone's eyes.

Lin Pingzhi saw that the swordsman was calm and relaxed when everyone was fighting, and he had no distractions, so he expected that he was a martial arts senior in the game world. Before rushing up the mountain, Shi Li said: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of the seniors, the younger generations are unforgettable." ”

The swordsman didn't pay attention to Lin Pingzhi, just slowly put down the wine glass and slowly stood up.

I saw him slowly take off his hat in front of everyone, revealing his long snow-white hair.

Seeing this, everyone present couldn't help but be shocked, and they all remembered the three words "Heartless Demon" in their hearts

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