The rain passed through the bamboo forest and hit the oil-paper umbrellas, crackling. The raindrops blown away by the wind blow onto the face, bringing a hint of coolness.

Yue Ziran let Bai Rang and the others go first, took Huang Rong's little hand by himself, and the two walked slowly on the path.

"Who are you talking about who can make them unsuccessful?" asked Huang Rong with a slight tilt of her head.

"Do you still remember that lame showman?" Yue Ziran chuckled: "Don't underestimate him, that person is very smart." ”

Huang Rong was puzzled and asked, "You haven't seen him again, how do you know that he is smart?"

"You can see it in the way he acts. Yue Ziran said: "The Shandong Beggar Gang to participate in the righteous army was originally arranged by me in advance. It's just that I didn't expect that before I could say anything to my sister-in-law Qu, this lame Xiucai had already done everything for me. ”

Huang Rong stood up, her chin raised, and looked at Yue Ziran suspiciously: "In other words, you decided to ...... a long time ago."

"Nope. Yue Ziran shook his head, held Miss Huang's chin with his left hand, and said, "I only have such ambitions after meeting you. I said, I'm going to give you the best thing in the world. ”

Huang Rong was originally a little angry, angry that Yue Ziran actually hid such a serious matter from her. But at this time, listening to his soft and affectionate words, my mood couldn't help but become sweet.

"Is there anything better in this world than the world?" Yue Ziran asked, stroking her red lips with his fingers.

"Yes. Miss Huang said arrogantly.

"What is it?" Yue Ziran was surprised.

"You thing. Huang Rong grinned.

"Me?" Yue Ziran pointed at himself, happy in his heart, but still asked reflexively, "What am I?"

"You're not a thing. Huang Rong said that, made a grimace, ran out of the oil-paper umbrella, and entered the rain.

Yue Ziran hurriedly chased after him and shouted, "Don't run." Let me catch you, I'm going to have to make you paddle tonight. ”

Huang Rong pursed her lips and said, "Don't, it's dirty." I still have the smell in my hands. ”

......

July and August seem to have entered the rainy season in Jiangnan. Yue Ziran and they went all the way south, accompanied by the dripping rain. There were few times when they saw the sun, because of the mud on the road, they hurried very slowly, and it took about ten days to reach Hengshan City at the foot of Hengshan Mountain.

At ten o'clock in the evening when I first arrived in Hengshan, the rain suddenly became heavy, and the pouring rain washed away the vision in people's eyes, and the horses were frightened and began to stop. Fortunately, Yue Ziran had lived in this land for a few years. Knowing where to stay, they walked into this Hengshan Inn before they were completely trapped by the heavy rain.

There were not many pedestrians hurrying in the heavy rain, and there were not many merchants coming and going in the inn. Most of them are local drinkers who come to the inn to drink and chat during the rainy season. Therefore, when Yue Ziran and the others walked into the inn, they immediately attracted the attention of almost all the drinkers in the lobby.

They asked for a few rooms before reuniting in the inn lobby after changing their clothes.

Yue Ziran called Xiao Er and asked, "Put on a jar of your home-brewed rice wine, and then serve four bowls of tofu flowers from here." ”

"Tofu flowers?" Xiao Er was stunned. He saw that these guest officers were gorgeously dressed and only thought to be rich people, but he didn't expect this guest to eat tofu by name. , that tofu flower is not something that can be put on the table, it is usually eaten by poor people.

"Yes. I want tofu flowers. Yue Ziran nodded affirmatively, pointed at the others with his finger, and said, "Let them order the other drinks and dishes by themselves, and you bring what I want first." ”

"Yes, yes. Xiao Er hurriedly went down.

Yue Ziran turned his head and said to Huang Rong, Luo Chuan and the others sitting next to him: "Back then, when I was young and begging near Hengshan, every time I entered here, I would be hungry to death by the fragrance of his rice wine and the smooth-looking tofu flowers. ”

"Later, I secretly swore that when my father-in-law became rich, I must live here, drink rice wine every day and get drunk like mud, eat four large bowls of tofu flowers, eat two bowls and pour two bowls. ”

Speaking of this, Yue Ziran said to Huang Rong with a lot of emotion: "Today's wish is about to come true. ”

Huang Rong was a little distressed when she heard this. She could even have such a picture in her mind: a little beggar in rags and hunger walked into this inn in such a rainy weather, swallowed this saliva and watched others drink and eat tofu flowers.

Luo Chuan sighed and said to Xiao Er who came over, "Bring me a bowl of tofu too." ”

Huang Rong and the others then asked for a few bowls.

Xiao Er was stunned, wondered in his heart, and thought, "What's the matter today? Why do these fairy-like female customers also eat tofu flowers? They don't look like rich people? Is it because the tofu flowers in our store are too delicious?"

When other drinkers saw this scene, they were also curious, and the tofu flowers in the inn were selling hot for a while.

At this time, there were not many drinkers in the inn, scattered on the tables in various corners, whispering with their companions, so that the hall was somewhat quiet, and the sound of rain splashing on the tiles outside could be heard

Yue Ziran ate a bowl of tofu flowers, and was greatly disappointed in his heart, far from being as delicious as he imagined, and was about to complain to Huang Rong on the side, but heard the drinker next to him muttering to his companion: "Have you heard? Mr. Mo challenged the Fusang swordsman, and the battle book has been sent to the Iron Palm Peak." ”

His companion was not surprised at all, and said, "What am I talking about? Mr. Mo will definitely make a move after the Fusang people take refuge in the Iron Palm Peak." Saying that, the man took a sip of rice wine and continued: "No way, the Liangzi of the Hengshan Sect and the Iron Palm Peak have already formed more than twenty years ago. Before, Mr. Mo might have been able to ignore the Fusang swordsman, but now in order to deal with Qiu Qianren, he has no choice but to do it. ”

The drinker who spoke earlier asked, "Then who do you think Mr. Mo will win if he competes with that Fusang swordsman?"

His companion sighed and said, "Of course I hope Mr. Mo wins." However, it is rumored that the Fusang swordsman's swordsmanship is indeed excellent, and few people will hold up a hundred moves in his hands. Since the West entered my Central Plains, it has been a rare opponent, even Master Zhuo of the Wisdom Sword Sect died at his hands, and I also heard that Qiu Qianren is not as high as him in terms of swordsmanship, so I feel that Master Mo is probably not his opponent. ”

The drinker who spoke before slapped the table when he heard this, and said angrily: "Speaking of which, I am angry, no one in the huge Jiangnan martial arts can compare to that Fusang man in terms of swordsmanship?

His companion whispered, "The Nine-Fingered Beggars are no longer the leader of the Beggar Gang. ”

"What?" the drinker was startled and asked, "What's the matter?" could anyone else snatch the position of the beggar gang leader from the Hong gang leader?"

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