Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

It is the end of spring and the beginning of summer, and the weather in May is warm and pleasant. Danxia City at the foot of Li Mountain, as usual, was unharmed, a few guards were listless and leaned against the city gate with spears, chatting and farting, occasionally a few villagers came into the city, and let them in after a little interrogation. In the city, there are people drinking tea in teahouses and eating in restaurants; there are also hawkers shouting hard along the streets, as well as old Taoist priests who read fortunes; and there are even a few lazy porters, laying down their burdens, eavesdropping on the teahouses singing small songs, and it is peaceful.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" The old horse is frightened!" There was a noise at the end of the East Market Street, and an old horse came galloping with a neigh, and there was a twenty-eight young man crawling on his back, and he was holding the old horse's sideburns in his hands, and his face was terrified. The old horse was frightened by something, and he ran wildly, knocking over the stalls of many small traders and vendors, and it was a mess.

The people along the street were helpless in the face of this frightened old horse, and when they saw that the young man on horseback was about to fall, they saw a figure rising from the ground under the teahouse not far away, and a few ups and downs reached the head of the galloping old horse.

Ordinary livestock are most afraid of seeing the black overhead, and sure enough, when the old horse sees the black shadow above his head, he is even more "shocked", and stands up upright with a roar, wishing that his fifth leg will also follow. And the young man on horseback finally couldn't hold it anymore, let go of his hand and fell, causing the people around him to exclaim.

In mid-air, the right hand of the elegant figure was as fast as lightning, grabbed the collar of the fallen young man, and took off the horse's back under his feet, landing safely. It also attracted bursts of applause from the people on the street.

The people around came around, and more of them were the peddlers who were a little injured because of the old horse, or who had lost a little bit of their business, and the people on horseback were fine, and if they had lost a little, it would be easy to speak, and even the good voice that called them was full of anger.

The old horse galloped all the way, and was frightened by this, and was already foaming at the mouth, and fell to the ground and convulsed, and saw that it was not possible. The rescued boy was also trembling, his face was pale, and he sat on the ground, unable to speak. And the figure who saved people has long since disappeared. Then, a group of people squeezed through the onlookers and ran to the boy sitting on the ground.

"It turned out to be Zhao Yuanwai!" "Let me go, he is Zhao Yuanwai's grandson." "It's good now, why don't you hit my stall?" "Zhao Yuanwai, you have to take a look, the small stall is gone, and the small family can rely on this small stall to eat!" As soon as the people saw this old man, they began to talk about it.

The old man was panting, and the family behind him gave him a good breath, and it seemed that he was also eager to protect his son, and ran all the way with the old horse. Seeing that his grandson was safe and sound, the old man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, calmed down, pressed his hands, and motioned for the people around him to calm down.

Foreign Minister Zhao took a breath and said: "Fathers and fellow villagers, be quiet! Today, I wanted to go to the city with my grandson, but I didn't want the old man's old horse to get out of control and cause everyone to suffer and suffer. Today's villagers who hurt their bodies and money, the old man's servants have all written down, tomorrow at noon, you can come to my Zhao family's courtyard, you will have your own people to greet you, those who are injured will be treated, and those who lose money will lose money!"

The surrounding people all applauded when they heard this, and the old man Zhao Yuanwai smiled and shouted again: "Fathers and fellow villagers, this old horse has just lost its breath, and the villagers will take it and divide it! Also, tomorrow we still need the fathers and villagers to report the truth, my old Zhao family, but the poor are tight, and they can't stand the toss! So, they are all dispersed!" Everyone heard this Zhao Yuanwai crying poorly, and burst into laughter, and the voices of praise and laughter and scolding were one in a row, and then gradually dispersed.

This episode on Danxia City East Street seems to end here, and no one has forgotten that there is a behind-the-scenes "hero". At this time, the big hero was lazily leaning against the pillar on the top floor of the teahouse, there was no one here, he was holding a long sword wrapped in gray rags in his arms, gnawed a green apple, bit it creakingly, and was not afraid of sour teeth, and muttered inarticulately: "My 'treading clouds and chasing the moon' is already superb, I don't know what kind of sect the woman was just now, and the speed is faster than me...... The figure is not bad, but what does it mean to cover your face?" After speaking, he scanned the entire Dongshi street, trying to find traces, but found nothing, he sighed, and secretly said that it was a pity.

"Master, master, I found it!" A middle-aged family member eagerly reported to Zhao Yuanwai, and Zhao Yuanwai asked: "Oh?

The family clasped his fists and bowed his hands to show respect, and there was a taste of people in the rivers and lakes. He said to Zhao Yuanwai: "Thank you for being taken in by the master, and I am in the next ...... Although the villain's skills are not considered in the rivers and lakes, but also have a little eyesight, just now the young master lost his horse and was rescued, the little one can see clearly, the old man went up to the top floor of the teahouse in front of him, and asked the young man with a sword!

"Okay! Mu Dali, go back and reward you well, lead the way!"

Mu Dali was slightly overjoyed, and replied, "Thank you, master!"

Just as this big hero was wandering outside the world, Zhao Yuanwai rejected the villagers who were shouting and asking for warmth one by one, and ran towards the sword-hugging young man on the top floor of the teahouse.

"This young man!" Zhao Yuanwai walked up to him and carefully looked at the young man in front of him. The young man is dressed in a gray and white suit, clean and neat, his long hair is flowing, there is a little sand between his eyebrows, with a pair of fox eyes, sweet and handsome, take a closer look, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is like a peach blossom. The old man was stunned for a while, and secretly praised in his heart that there was such a charming but handsome man in the world.

"Ahem, what's the matter with this old man?"

Zhao Yuanwai secretly scolded himself for losing his temper, and hurriedly replied: "Old man Zhao Xianmin, thank you Shaoxia for saving your life, please come to Zhao's courtyard with me as a guest!"

"The old man is polite, although it is a meeting in Pingshui, but this matter is also a gesture, and the old man does not have to be like this. The boy waved his hand, to put it mildly.

"This, can you tell the young man's honorific name?" asked the old man.

When asked about his name, the young man hesitated, "Eh, I'm down, down ......."

Seeing him spitting and spitting, the old man opened his mouth to relieve the siege and said, "Hmm? Does the young man have something unspeakable? So the old man didn't ask more." ”

"It's not something unspeakable, it's a sword drifting in the clouds. Jian Piaoyun threw away the apple pomace, relentlessly, and replied, because one day he would have to face this surname.

"Oh! It turned out to be the Lingyun Sword Sect on top of Li Mountain, the sword young man! I have admired the name for a long time!" The old man was a little excited when he heard this, there were only a few people surnamed "Jian" in the entire Li Mountain and Qinling, and he continued: "I have heard of the Lingyun Sword Warrior, it is really far away in the sky, close in front of you! Sword Shaoxia, you just need to rest assured to come with me, Zhao Jiayuan has good wine and good meat to serve the young man!"

Jian Piaoyun secretly scolded in his heart: "You are the 'cheap young man,' and your whole family is a 'cheap young man'." At the same time, he couldn't bear Zhao Yuanwai's enthusiasm: he hurriedly replied and said: "It turned out to be Zhao Yuanwai, Zhao Yuanwai doesn't need to be like this, I am a chivalrous person, this move is a gesture, you don't have to be in your arms, but there are important things in the body." Also, can you call me a 'cheap' young man, or a young man?"

The old man was stunned for a while, and suddenly understood the truth, knew that he had lost the opportunity, and laughed: "Haha, Yun Shaoxia is really a man of temperament, in this way, I won't bother Yun Shaoxia, old man!

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say! Except for the old man, I think this old horse has a docile temperament, and there is no possibility of estrus, and this matter is a little strange. ”

A trace of confusion flashed in Zhao Yuanwai's eyes, and he still thanked: "Thank you Yun Shaoxia for mentioning it!"

The old man chatted with Jian Piaoyun a few more words, formed a good fate, and then left.

After the old man left, Jian Piaoyun was a little surprised in his heart, this old man and his family have no internal strength at all, and they don't seem to have practiced any mental methods, and the partial life makes me feel calm, what is the situation? Could it be that the old man has some rare treasures? He thought like this, and couldn't help but look at the figure downstairs a few more times, and suddenly saw that not far behind the old man, followed by a man in black, after a few alleys, he had disappeared!

Jian Piaoyun thought for a while, and said, "Save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, but let me see, what kind of treasures are the thieves peeping!"

In the middle of the night, in the small room of an inn in Danxia City, two men in black were talking all night.

"Senior sister, how is the situation?" the man asked.

The woman who was called the junior sister slapped the table and said angrily: "I finally designed to let the horse get out of control, so that I could save his grandson, but it turned out to be someone else's wedding dress, and it fell short, let me see him, and let him taste the power of my mandala!" The woman's voice was as crisp as a yellow bird, but her tone was a little vicious, and her body was bumpy under the night clothes, but she was covered with a black veil, and she couldn't see her appearance.

"Senior sister, that old man's string of bracelets from nowhere makes you feel peaceful, why don't I feel any of it, senior brother?" the man asked strangely.

The junior sister thought for a while and didn't know what and why, but said: "I don't care, what I like, I must get it, and I feel that this bracelet is very helpful to my realm!"

The senior brother said, "You and I are both in the early stage of qi recuperation, why can't I perceive the mystery of this bracelet?

Junior sister "......".

"Eh, since my sister likes it, you and I will do it directly, and I will grab it!"

"No, the little sister has too many enemies, if you do it directly, it will alarm the government, if he knows about it by then......" Speaking of this, the little sister's expression was gloomy, and under the veil, a little bit of blood was bitten.

Seeing that the little sister's face was displeased, the senior brother hurriedly said, "Senior sister, don't be angry, let's think of some other way!"

In Danxia City, there are no entertainment facilities at night, and Jian Piaoyun has no hobby of looking for flowers and asking willows, so he meditates until dawn the next day, and when the rooster crows in the early morning, he collects his heart, finishes breakfast, and hangs the secrets of the old man in his heart, and goes straight to Zhao's courtyard.

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