Jianghu, in fact, to put it bluntly, that's the case, what's the big deal, isn't it that some guys with ability and no ability get together and become rivers and lakes, the two hundred years of life to enter the saint and fight alone ten first-class masters Li Bai is in the rivers and lakes, the storyteller in the restaurant is also in the rivers and lakes, the chivalrous man who slashed the flood thirty years ago is in the rivers and lakes, and those nameless wandering knights are also in the rivers and lakes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the rivers and lakes are big, most of them are just some unknown guys after all, whether it is Li Bai who is sanctified by literature, or the swordsman who cuts off the torrent with a knife is only a few after all, and in the eyes of some hidden immortal sects, it is nothing at all, these people are famous in the rivers and lakes, but in the eyes of people who know the world, it is just like that.

Li Shimin and Li Yuanba have worried about Wudang, Kunlun, Longhu Mountain and even Penglai Xianmen overseas, but they have never cared about this river and lake, and the impact of a river and lake on the pattern of the world is still too small.

I remember when I was wandering with the sixth child, I met a guy who was a friend, and Li Changan had the same natural divine power, the whole person was not like words, taking this wooden stick is not a strange knife, isn't the biggest wish to become a famous person in the world, Li Changan at that time laughed, I want to be famous in this river and lake is simple, but who else is really famous in the world in the past hundred years except Wang Chongyang?

But in the end, Li Changan still didn't open his mouth to fight the guy surnamed Bian, saying that the people of the rivers and lakes were sinister, but he was the first person to treat himself sincerely, looking at the righteousness of that body, Li Changan really couldn't lift the mind of hitting him, and now he didn't know what happened to him? If he had always wanted to find an immortal apprentice, if he knew that he had become a disciple of Wang Chongyang, would he be surprised that he couldn't eat his favorite white-faced steamed bun?

Thinking of the time when he was separated in Hebei Province, he patted his chest and said, if he was really a disciple of the family, he would be a thug for himself if he worshiped the immortals as a teacher, even if he was a villain for himself, as a brother, he also recognized it, at that time he was still moved by him like a girl, he was such a chivalrous guy maybe he would really help himself do something unconscionable, otherwise he would not have been sour until now.

Walk out of the sea of fish, let Huang Die call a basin of cold water, and then wash his face with cold water in such weather, cold people shiver, at this time Li Changan felt better, although the rivers and lakes are nothing, but there are still too many things in the rivers and lakes, but unfortunately the sixth child is not there, and he has to wait.

The winter moon passed until Xiao Han came, and the snow began to fall in Chang'an City, and with the Great Cold, the entire Chang'an was surrounded by snow, without the feeling of being covered in silver in Wudang, but it was also white in the eyes, and people who looked at it were a little dazzling.

Similarly, in the famous sword city outside Jianmen Mountain, it is also dazzling white, as a school captain, Yang Hao sat on the city wall alone, looked at the crowd coming in and out of the bottom and exhaled, the white mist suddenly floated up, looked at a thin old man sitting in the tea pavilion under Jianmen Mountain in the distance, a sad face, when will this old man sit, I don't know how to write today's things, he has been riding for nearly ten years or he feels so sad for the first time, but he wants to go forward to urge the old man, he doesn't have the courage, helpless, can only continue to sit on the city wall and watch。

Jianmen Mountain is said to be a mountain, but in fact it is not a mountain, this mountain is just a nameless mountain, what is really called Jianmen Mountain is a sect on this mountain, and after a long time, people don't care whether the mountain is Jianmen Mountain or not, they all call him Jianmen Mountain, which also represents the sect on the mountain.

There is a small tea pavilion at the foot of the mountain, the one who opened the shop is a veteran, in this Jianmen Mountain down are all people in the rivers and lakes, how dare ordinary businessmen do these people's business, and only these old oilmen who have become knives and meat can really manage it, the veteran is blind in one eye, he was shot by an arrow on the battlefield, and he was lucky not to pierce his head, compared with those brothers who are missing arms and lame legs, it is already a lot better, and the fierce spirit of the face is doing well in the business under this Jianmen Mountain, and then the veteran does not do it, let his son help him, and he drinks tea in this tea pavilion all day long, and those people in the rivers and lakes have a nonsense。

The day before yesterday, there was a ragged old man in this tea pavilion, and he saw that his poor old man gave him a bowl of tea, but who knew that this old man didn't want it at all, he wanted to drink drunk Huadiao, which was the right taste of the veteran, and he made an exception and didn't ask for money to give him a pot of drunken Huadiao, this bottle of drunken Huadiao sat for a day, and he looked at the Jianmen Mountain and didn't speak, the old man looked strange, and he just smiled when he talked to him, not much to say, so that the veteran couldn't help but call the weird.

When he left at night, he left a gold leaf, although he was a little curious, the old man still had this thing, but he didn't care, just regarded it as wine money, but when he put away this gold leaf, the old soldier really paid attention to this gold leaf.

There is an inscription on it, although it is inconspicuous, but the veteran who has fought as a soldier under Zuo Wuwei is not unfamiliar at all, the symbol of this Shenwu Palace, he will not forget it when he is killed, and carefully put away the gold leaf, thinking about it carefully, it seems that since the old man came, there was also an extra figure on the city wall, and the veteran who knew a little bit about the hundred horses talked to his son a lot overnight.

I don't know what he said, but after the second day, the teahouse was no longer doing other people's business, just waiting for the old man to come.

I sat down like this for three days, looking at the sixth man of Jianmen Mountain, his expression was a little distracted, and then he drank drunken Huadiao, and the sixth man took out the last gold leaf, and he also lost a lot of money to His Royal Highness, otherwise it would be not enough to help others along the way.

Handing the gold leaf to the veteran on the other side, the sixth child in the past three days spoke for the first time: "That's it, this is the last piece, and I don't know if I can buy two more bottles of drunken flower carving." ”

As a result, the veteran hurriedly said: "Not to mention two bottles, ten bottles are enough!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and asked his son to hurry up and get the wine.

Smiling, Huangya was still a little ventilated, and the sixth squinted his eyes and said: "Not so much, two bottles are enough, His Highness said that rich people should buy two copies, use one, and throw one away." ”

It seemed to be saying to the veteran, and it seemed to be saying to himself, pecking the bottle in his mouth, the sixth looked like he was drunk, and he didn't care about the old soldier's stiff expression, and said with a red face: "I know that you have a lot of things to ask these days, and I won't come again tomorrow, if there is anything, let's ask now." ”

The veteran, who had been serving this old man for three days just for such a sentence, suddenly became excited, rubbed his hands for a while, and really didn't know what to ask, and after thinking for a long time, he tried to ask: "Lord Wang, is he okay?"

A wine burp, and the whole person seemed to be a little unconscious.

"Li Yuanba, hehe, that guy is fine, it's a pity that Nan'an and her kid, he is young and gone, and his highness is miserable." ”

After speaking, ignoring the veteran's shocking gaze, he stood up and took the two bottles of drunken flower carving from the swarthy boy's hand, looked at the young man, and smiled again.

"Hey, I'm still a good seedling for martial arts, but it's a pity, I guess I can't go back to the palace with my old guy, otherwise I can take you back to get some people for His Highness." ”

After speaking, he rose in the air, walked out of the tea pavilion step by step, rose with the wind, and walked towards Jianmen Mountain.

In the winter of the seventy-fourth year of Zhenguan, the sixth child of Jianmen Mountain, returned!