On the third day of June, there was no wind and sunshine in the teahouse under Yandang Mountain

It is not suitable to go out on such a poisonous day, especially for people who are too lazy to move like Lao Batou, such a day should take out a piece of ice from the ice cellar to dry, and he sits comfortably on the rattan chair, drinking his wife's secret iced sour plum soup, no matter how fat the dart is, he doesn't want to take it, but he has to go to the post under the idle village, but he is not afraid of the name of this idle village. But he respects and admires this idle village from the bottom of his heart, in the past he went to the gate outside the gate was robbed by a group of ringing horses, dead and injured more than a dozen people, he almost lost his mind when he heard the Taoist master say that the people who came to the village to clean up the long-entrenched horses, his heart was happy for a moment, and then the people who came to the village that night actually returned his darts, he almost couldn't believe it, until the darts were safe and sound, he didn't dare to believe his eyes.

Walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, in the days of licking blood on the knife edge, Lao Batou has long regarded the rivers and lakes as a Shura field, dragons and snakes mixed with the rivers and lakes, the assassination of all parties, and the undercurrent of blood and rain in the entire rivers and lakes, he has trained himself into a cunning businessman and a riverlaker, but he did not expect that there is such an existence in the world, and he loves to take care of the injustices of the rivers and lakes, and others dare not take care of it. But all the things that come to Zhuang to take over, as small as seeing the unevenness on the road, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, rehabilitating Zhaoxue, and as big as setting things right, sectarian vendettas, one by one, there is nothing that cannot be done, and it cannot be done. In recent years, Xianlaizhuang is like a lighthouse on the reef-covered coast, the weak can be helped, the wronged can get Zhaoxue, and those who commit adultery will be punished regardless of their background.

In the past, Lao Batou heard people talk about idle Zhuang, saying how to help Wulin get rid of harm, he only thought that such a person was really funny, what can you do if you help others except harm yourself? Do you have the benefit of a penny?

It is said that there was no such title at the beginning of the idle village, but some people hated the idle village and were nosy, and always killed halfway out and conceived their own good things, so they scolded them for being idle and having nothing to do, so they specially asked someone to carve a plaque with the three words "idle village" to make people beat gongs and drums to send it to show irony, who knew that their owner saw that the plaque was not only not angry but accepted it hehe, "idle village" came from this.

Lao Batou laughed when he heard this interesting story, and said that the owner of the village is afraid that he is also an interesting person, and he dares to disturb the rules of fighting and killing in the rivers and lakes, and the rules of the weak and the strong are quiet without fighting and fighting, and he is afraid that he is sick.

It was only then that he saw the horses cut the cabbage like a dozen or so dart masters of his own family, laughing wildly in the rain of blood, and triumphantly dragging away his hard-working darts, he realized how much he hated this unreasonable rivers and lakes, and he was almost going crazy, and at this moment Xian Lai Zhuang appeared, and the horse was cleaned up, and his darts came back intact, and he looked at the people who sent his darts and wanted to immediately offer them as bodhisattvas.

The rivers and lakes need people like Xian Laizhuang, because there are too many people like Lao Batou, and they need a hero.

Since then, the old Ba Tou dart road smoother, in just a few years his dart game famous, the old Ba Tou in the heart is really grateful to the idle village, if it wasn't for that night he met the idle village he would have been ruined. Therefore, no matter how he sent him in the future, he was willing, even willing to be ruthless.

Just three days ago, he received a post from Xianlaizhuang: "Three days later, Yandang Mountain." "The payment is made by Qin Su, the owner of the idle village. Since it was the handwriting of the owner of Qin Zhuang, the old man was naturally obliged to go there, and he couldn't care about his wife's nagging that night to explain to the apprentices and the dart masters.

When Lao Batou hurriedly ran for three days and finally arrived at a teahouse under Yandang Mountain, he saw that dozens of martial arts people such as Flying Eagle Castle and Tianhe Villa had been waiting for a long time in this sultry weather. After greeting them around, I learned that about three days ago, they all received a letter from the owner of the idle village, Feige, and made an appointment to discuss important matters in martial arts again. They are all well-known figures in the rivers and lakes, so famous that only they call for other people's errands, and whoever sees them has to give three points. But the owner of the letter, Qin Su, weighed a thousand pounds, which made them move willingly, waiting in the crowded teahouse without complaint in this sultry weather.

It was past noon, the hottest time of the day, and there was nothing left in the humble teahouse to entertain them except rough tea. The old man sat on the chair, and the towel in his hand to wipe the sweat could squeeze out the water. In order to pass the long wait, several brothers have already played pai gow. The owner of the Iron Crane Iron Village of Swan Villa is a person who pays attention to pomp and circumstance, and asked the little guy to take out the high-quality dragon well before the rain, and wait for the water to boil and make a pot of good tea to treat himself. He is not stingy, and he also knows that he gives some of this tea to others, and often walks around the rivers and lakes, talking about friendship, not to mention that everyone is a friend of the owner of Qin Zhuang.

"Look at the hot day, I don't know what is the matter with the owner calling everyone over in such a hurry?"

"It's really strange, we errand runners came early, but the owner of the village was late!" The speaker was Zhao Lao Er of the Jinsha Gang, who had suffered a knife wound on his right arm and was somewhat disabled, and his left hand was no slower than anyone.

The iron farmer's tea was finally ready, he took a sip carefully and looked at these people who were already waiting impatiently, and said unhurriedly with great restraint: "Don't be impatient, this letter is clearly written in black and white today, and this handwriting is indeed true of the owner of Qin Zhuang, and it will not be wrong to think about it." This appointment with me must be for the great event of the rivers and lakes, and the owner of the village is entangled in everything, and there are things on the road that delay the journey, and it is not known. ”

"The words are good, but in the past, there were people who came to the village to answer, and today is really strange, I waited in this inn for a long time, and I didn't see half of it. Some people wondered.

Everyone was also suspicious for a while when they heard this, but no one had any intention of leaving, and they still waited seriously.

At this moment, on the road to the inn, a gust of wind suddenly blew, raising a gust of wind and sand, how could the wind suddenly rise, could it be raining? Everyone looked at the sky outside with some confusion, and before they saw the sky, they saw a woman in red suddenly on the road outside the door.

Under the strong scorching sun, she held a bone umbrella in her hand, and under the umbrella her black hair was like ink, and her red clothes were as gorgeous as the burning clouds in the sky, scorching its scorching beauty.

Everyone was stunned, where did this woman come from?

The face under the black hair like ink is white and white like jade, and the eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, but they are cold with the piercing bones of the cold winter.

Dressed in a red dress, holding up a cold and overwhelming face, the figure that does not eat the fireworks of the world is like the favor of creation, but it is partial to the rolling world, appearing in front of the world alive, touching all the love and hatred of mortal dust.

Women, beautiful women, all kinds of beautiful women, none of these men have ever seen it, but the one in front of me is thrillingly beautiful, so beautiful that it rejects people.

Her face loomed under the low-hanging bone umbrella, and she didn't wait for everyone to speak, and then she took the lead in receiving: "The little girl happened to meet the precious land, and suddenly saw all the heroes gathered here, and she was curious, I don't know who made the heroes from all walks of life succumb to this?" The voice was as cold as ice, but it was graceful and beautiful.

Tiehuahe is the most prestigious among everyone, and he should be the first to answer, so he held the small and delicate purple sand teapot in his hand, got up and laughed loudly: "You are a girl, you are not embroidering in the boudoir, but you just ran out to ask us about the affairs of the Jianghu guests, it is really strange." As soon as these words came out, others also laughed, and the woman stood there without saying a word, and then the lord of the Flying Eagle Fort Castle who was buried in the Pai Gow did not raise his head and said proudly: "Although this matter is not something you can ask about the women, but it doesn't hurt for you to know the name of this person, and the right should give you a long insight, you listen well, it was Qin Su Qin Daxia who came to the village to ask me to wait here." ”

The woman didn't answer, just put down the umbrella and looked up at the sky, the sky that was still hot just now suddenly darkened a lot, and said to herself: "The dark clouds are overwhelming, it seems that even if people don't stay in the sky, they will keep people." ”

Those people ignored him and continued to talk about their own things, and the woman then smiled: "Everyone said that Qin Su was a hero, but I don't know how he deserved the weight of the word "hero?"

The old man sitting inside couldn't help but change his face, and said impatiently: "It's good that you know the name of Qin Daxia, as for his heroic deeds, even if you can't finish talking about it for three days, you little woman should go quickly." ”

"Hero?" She raised her head and silently recited these two words in a bit of confusion, Tie Huahe had already seen that something was wrong with this woman of unknown origin, and asked with some vigilance: "Who is the girl?

"I just want to know how a man deserves to be called a hero, is he unkind, or is he abandoned?" she turned her head to look at Tiehuahe without fear, her eyes full of deep resentment and strong killing intent.

"Who the hell are you, dare to shout here?" the old man couldn't sit still, got up and asked angrily.

"Who am I?" the woman said cruelly, "Aren't I the one who wrote to you to meet here and is going to take your life?" Then she took out a wad of stationery from her cuff and threw it into the air, and said coldly: "I don't know if you gave an account to your family when you came, but don't you men talk about the death of a confidant all day long, it seems that you will die willingly!"

Lao Batou and the others reached out and grabbed a piece of the letter that fell in the air, and after reading it, they were all stunned, the handwriting on it was the same as the letter they each received! At this moment, these martial arts masters who have been in the rivers and lakes for many years only began to know that they were fooled, but although the people who came here today have a lot of friendship with Xianlaizhuang, many of them secretly interacted in secret in order to hide their identities. Who is this woman? She knows where they are, and what is even more bizarre is that she can imitate the handwriting on the letter paper exactly like Qin Su?

"You're not Qin Su, so why did you call us here so deliberately?" Tie Huahe grabbed the letter paper and tore his face and roared.

"It's all people who are going to die, what is all this nonsense?" the woman's eyes turned and murderous appeared.

"What a big breath! I want our lives, but I'm afraid you don't have the ability!" Tie Huahe said politely, and with a little effort in his hand after speaking, the purple sand teapot had been crushed by him in anger.

"It turns out that the Optimus Palm of Swan Villa is not used to kill, but to pinch teapots, and the little woman is considered to have long experienced!" the woman sneered.

Hearing the humiliating words, Tie Huahe's face turned red, and his body shook in an instant, only to see his face like a tide, his muscles swelled, and his sleeves whirred, and after a while, he saw his clothes floating, and a stream of air collar swam to the trouser legs. Then he took a wind under his feet, raised his hand and slammed a powerful and domineering palm directly at the woman's face. Everyone couldn't help but applaud, Tiehua Crane's move was amazing, but he already had prestige in the rivers and lakes, and he didn't want to fall into the pretext of bullying the small in the future, and the other party was still a woman, so this move only used five successes. After the woman saw it, she smiled slightly, and at that moment, she took a jade step and gently dodged: "Since you disdain to fight with me, I don't bother to take your move." ”

Tiehua Crane's slap only shook her hair at best, and the speed of dodging was only a moment, it was really fast as lightning, floating like a ghost, and it was really rare for her age to have such a handsome light skill. His old face flushed with embarrassment, and he suddenly lifted his breath and swung it with all his might, like lightning, and at the same time as light as a white crane.

But no matter how handsome his kung fu was, it was still slow in the eyes of this woman, Tie Huahe only felt that the red shadow flashed in front of him, and the palm that was struck was scattered in the air and still hit nothing, only the wind blew in his ears, and the soft gauze fabric brushed his cheeks. Then the joints of his hands instantly clicked and muffled, and before he felt pain, his legs seemed to be covered by an iron rod in severe pain, and before he screamed, several ribs under his ribs were broken by a ruthless and domineering finger force, and the two big points in the dantian were quickly dispersed, and the true qi that he had gathered for decades collapsed in a blink of an eye. Before he could let out a scream, Tiehuahe fell straight to his knees, the muscles all over his body seemed to be shattered in severe pain, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead with pain.

"If I'm not mistaken, what she walks under her feet is a dragonfly and a little water, and her legs are swept by the falling wind legs, and the kung fu on the tips of her fingers is a thousand pounds!"

"You don't practice the Yin and Yang Claws of Aquila Castle very well, but you can see that people's kung fu skills are very accurate, that's right, I'm from the Xuanmen, so what?" the woman said.