On the evening of 8 March, the remnant sun was like blood, and in the Qiao pine forest, which was fifty miles into Yanmen Pass, Huo Yi, the head of a generation of swordsmen in Kunlun, was killed, and his body was found as a woodcutter who had returned late. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the early morning of 9 March, Zheng Tailun, the leader of the "Qinglong Gang," known as the largest gang in Jiangnan, was killed.

On March 10, late at night, in the smoke and rain of Luoyang City, in the world-famous "Tianxiang Inn", when the shopkeeper gave tea to the guest room of Li Yunhai, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, he found that he had died in the inn.

The three leading figures in the rivers and lakes all died unexpectedly, and the news spread, shocking the rivers and lakes, so all kinds of rumors also arose on the rivers and lakes. Some people say that the three of them were killed by vendettas; some people say that the three of them have mastered a big secret in the rivers and lakes, and the other party has no choice but to remove these three stumbling blocks in order to achieve their ulterior purposes; some people say that the reason why they were killed is because they have always been in charge of martial arts affairs with the abbot of Shaolin Temple and the head of the Wudang faction, and the other party wants to eradicate them and become the masters of the martial arts alliance...... There are different opinions, and there is no consensus.

However, people also say that this matter will inevitably attract the attention of the nosy swordsman on the rivers and lakes, Nanjian. Nan Jian, known as "Nan Jian is invincible in the world", unfortunately he is a swordsman who kills people for money, but he is not an assassin - he kills people very principledly, usually does not reach the price he wants, he will not kill easily, but, occasionally, he will take nothing - kill for others.

In his words:

"Life is not easy, and I have no choice but to use a knife for the sake of a drink!"

He is also a wanderer who wanders the world, and his life is the norm of his life.

In the evening of that day, the sunset was picturesque, and he came to Suzhou City.

There is heaven and Suzhou and Hangzhou, Suzhou City is not only picturesque, but also beautiful people. The men and women who came and went on the streets, brightly dressed and with calm expressions, fully demonstrated their abundant and happy lives. The hurried passers-by also noticed a person dressed in purple, holding an ancient pine sword without any decoration in his left hand, and on his thin face, in addition to the vicissitudes of time, there were some lala's miscellaneous stubbles. It should be said that his appearance is not outstanding, however, his crystal eyes, like a pair of black jade embedded in the white snow, are bright and dazzling.

"Happy Forest" is the most famous inn in Suzhou, in addition to the elegant decoration and delicious food and wine, especially the beautiful women! The beauties here are not only young and beautiful, but also versatile. The dignitaries and nobles who came here were usually masters who were not short of money, and they spent money like dirt, and sometimes listened to the songs of beauties during the banquet, and they also had to scatter hundreds of taels of silver.

However, people saw that the purple-clothed swordsman who came all the way from the east of the city walked into this inn. The inn's hall was full of people, and he took a seat at one of the only empty tables left at the top of the stairs.

The guests here were all very wealthy people in Suzhou City, all of them were brightly dressed and radiant, compared to the purple-clothed swordsman who had just walked in, he looked dwarfed by the dust.

When the guests in the hall saw him walk in, they couldn't help but look at him with surprised eyes, and even the innkeeper greeted him with disdain and asked:

"Guest, who are you looking for?"

"I'm here to find food and lodging!" the purple-clothed swordsman ignored the inn's Xiao Er's disdainful eyes, and just put the sword on the table casually, and said as he sat down.

A member of the staff next to him and a person dressed as a scholar heard him say this, which was also interesting, so he stopped his chopsticks and looked forward to what kind of good show would be staged between them.

"If you are looking for food and lodging in our place, you must get a starting price of two hundred taels of silver!" said the innkeeper with a sneer, looking at him with a contemptuous tone.

The purple-clothed swordsman was stunned when he heard this, speechless, as if he was shy to reply because he was shy in his pocket. At this moment, a hearty voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"Give this distinguished guest, a table of 1,000 taels of silver, and let Miss Du, the most famous person in your inn, come down to accompany the wine!"

As soon as these words came out, the guests in the hall turned back in surprise.

At the door, a well-dressed young man walked in. He held a painting fan, wore a new and shiny grass-green silk robe, and the brown ribbon around his waist was adorned with a dazzling sapphire; his face was like a crown of jade, his eyebrows were clear, and he had the appearance of a jade tree facing the wind, and his gestures revealed a gentle and noble temperament.

As soon as he walked into the door of the inn, all the guests inside involuntarily stood up solemnly and greeted him with a smile:

"Fu Gongzi!"

"Fu Gongzi is here, it's a surprise!" Not only that, but even the owner of the inn, Zhang Jincai, didn't come out of nowhere, and ran to the door, bowing down to greet the other party.

Fu Chunshan is the richest businessman in the world, and his business name is all over every corner of the north and south of the river, and it is not an exaggeration to describe his wealth as rich as rivaling the country; Fu Donghai is his only son, who has been influenced by his father since he was a child, and now he is also a powerful businessman. And now Fu Chunshan is old, living in idleness, and has handed over all the affairs of the business to his son.

After Fu Donghai took over all his father's business, he took care of the business through his own intelligence and intelligence, and there was a trend of the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves. Naturally, wherever such a character goes, he will be held in special respect.

Strangely, the whole hall stood up and stood solemnly, but the purple-clothed swordsman still sat upright as if nothing had happened. On the contrary, Fu Donghai walked over with a smile and exclaimed excitedly:

"Brother Zhiyuan, don't come unharmed!"

There will be no more than three people in the rivers and lakes who know that his name is Nan Zhiyuan, and more people only know that his name is Nan Jian!

"Brother Fu, please take a seat, I heard that Suzhou is picturesque," Nan Jiantou did not look back, stretched out his hand to signal the visitor to sit down opposite him, and said calmly, "Come in and take a look, why did it alarm you!"

"Brother doesn't know," Fu Donghai said in amazement, "since we parted in the desert and returned to Suzhou, I will ask the painter to draw your dignity according to my memory, and tell all the people in the village, as long as I see the person in this painting passing through Suzhou, I must tell me, and if I am not there, I must also be treated as a distinguished guest!"

"Brother Fu came in a very timely manner," Nan Jian smiled and looked away from his face, looked at the innkeeper who was standing respectfully beside him, and said, "I, a poor and lonely guest, am really worried about the banquet with a starting price of two hundred taels of silver!"

Without waiting for Fu Donghai to speak, the innkeeper Zhang Jincai bowed his head and smiled with the two guests and said:

"Don't worry, from now on, he is no longer a buddy of our inn, I will settle the salary with him later, and let him go home!"

Nanjian didn't speak,

Fu Donghai also only said one sentence:

"Don't talk nonsense, serve the food!"