The affairs in Jingzhou were very lively for a while, but they slowly stopped, and only some people who did not give up were still investigating and testing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the backyard of Wanfu, Lin Changsheng, who had sent away Ding Dian, Ling Shuanghua, Di Yun, and Qi Fang, sat leisurely in a rocking chair, swaying and swaying, very leisurely. He whispered to himself, "In the original book, there will be more than a year before the Blood Knife Ancestor will come. Just right, relax yourself. ”

Soon, he got up and walked out unhurriedly, through the alleys, directly to the bustling front street.

He walked into a small teahouse on the corner of the street, the teahouse is not big, it is said that at noon, there should not be many people, but the strange thing is that it is full of people, several tables and chairs are full of people, and some people have moved a stool to squeeze aside, chatting with the people around them.

Lin Changsheng smiled, squeezed inside, slippery like a loach, got in, stood in a vacant seat, and leaned against the wall leisurely.

"Coming, coming......" Soon, I don't know who shouted, and the crowd suddenly quieted down, and looked at the staircase one by one. An old man with white hair and a white beard walked down slowly with the support of Xiao Er.

One shouted: "Uncle Wang, it's time to speak, we've been waiting for a long time." ”

"yes, I've been here since morning. ”

Uncle Wang laughed, and said in an old and rough voice: "It's coming, it's coming, it's going to start right away." ”

"Get out of your seat, everybody. ”

There was a surge of crowd in front of us, giving way to an empty table, and the back was even more crowded. Uncle Wang sat there, Xiao Er served a pot of hot tea, and poured it for Uncle Wang in a playful manner. Uncle Wang was happy with him, picked up the startling wood and slapped it on the wooden table, making a crisp sound, and the hall was silent, and there was no other sound.

I only heard Uncle Wang's old voice and said slowly: "On the way, those three rebels swore to be a big secret. This secret is hidden in a sword book. ”

"As far as the old man knows, the secret of this sword book is a great treasure. It is rumored that Emperor Wu of Liang of the Liang Dynasty died in the rebellion of Hou Jing during the Six Dynasties, Emperor Jian Wen took over the throne and was killed by Hou Jing, and Xiao Yi, the king of Xiangdong, was located in Jiangling and was Emperor Yuan of Liang. Emperor Liang Yuan was cowardly and incompetent, and he liked to accumulate treasures, and he was the emperor in Jiangling for three years, and he looted countless gold beads and treasures. In the third year of Chengsheng, the Wei soldiers broke through Jiangling and killed Emperor Yuan. But no one knows where the treasure he has gathered is. In order to inquire about these treasures, Marshal Yu Jin tortured, killed and plundered thousands of people, but he could not trace them. ”

The matter became a mystery. ”

"But there are countless greedy people in the world, and over the years, there are still people looking for the treasure of Emperor Liang Yuan. I don't know if anyone has found Lao Yu, but Lao Yu heard that this secret seems to have been discovered and hidden in a sword book. ”

"As for this sword spectrum, I don't know. But it seems to be related to the anthology of Tang poetry. ”

The old man said very plainly, without the suspense of the storyteller, but the people who listened to the book all held their breath and looked serious. Everyone is not stupid, from listening to the book a few days ago, I know that what this old man Wang said must be the trick of connecting the city.

Some people who have known Mei Niansheng know that the things that the old man said are Mei Niansheng's life. But many people don't know that Mei Niansheng was actually killed by his three apprentices.

As soon as the news broke out, it shocked the ground's eyeballs.

Wuyun hand Wan Zhenshan, land god dragon Yan Daping, iron lock Hengjiang Qi Changfa, these three are all famous figures. Although Yan Daping and Qi Changfa have not appeared in the rivers and lakes for many years, some people have not forgotten them.

No, these three guys would do such a disobedient thing.

For a while, everyone was talking, and what made them even more excited was the sword spectrum in the mouth of Old Man Wang. If what everyone thinks is right, what the three of them grabbed was Tang Shi swordsmanship.

The old man's last sentence also seems to name this.

Some people couldn't suppress the ** in their hearts anymore and secretly left the teahouse, but some people also endured it and urged the old man to hurry up.

The old man smiled, without saying a word, the little two looked at it, his eyes lit up, and he immediately took a tray and shouted: "Ladies and gentlemen, fellow guests, the old man is also fortunate, let's enjoy some pocket money......

When everyone saw it, they scolded secretly, but many people threw out copper plates and broken silver one by one. Good guy, after a circle, there are a lot, so that the eyes of the little second brother and the old man Wang are all slit.

Old Man Wang immediately slapped the startled wood, snapped, and said: "The secret of this great treasure is very hidden. Where do the average person know. Only the sword spectrum passed down by Mei Niansheng left clues. But for such a major matter, the three of them would not explain it to outsiders. Over the years, I don't know if the three of them have discovered the mystery. ”

"But according to rumors, there is one more person who knows this secret, and that is the Shadowless God Fist Ding Dian. ”

"Ding Dian ......" everyone exclaimed in unison, this name has been very loud recently, and almost everyone in Jingzhou City knows it. But as everyone knows, he died.

However, when Old Man Wang mentioned this, everyone's expressions were wrong. That Ding Dian seems to be a prisoner, so to speak...... For a while, everyone thought about it.

"Bold!"

At this time, there was an angry shout, which shocked everyone, and everyone looked out of the door, but at some point, there were several people standing there, and the head was a sturdy old man, who seemed to be in his fifties, and he was followed by six young people, gorgeously dressed.

Everyone exclaimed, this is no one else, it is Wuyun Hand Wanzhen Mountain.

Wan Zhenshan looked at Old Man Wang coldly, and slowly walked up, and the people in the teahouse leaned to the sides at once, making way for a way. Old Man Wang was so frightened that he said a lot, his face was pale, and the already dense wrinkles were all piled together.

Wan Zhenshan walked to his left, sat down, and said in a cold voice: "Say, why don't you say it." Wan also wants to know, what will happen next?"

"No, no, old and decayed, no, I ......" Old Man Wang was frightened, his eyes were looking around, and his face was colorless. Suddenly, Old Man Wang stood up and said loudly: "What? If you three do it, don't you allow the old man to say it? Wan Zhenshan, do you dare to say that Mei Niansheng was not killed by your three senior brothers?"

Quiet! Surprisingly quiet! Even quieter than when Wanzhen Mountain appeared just now! Quiet is terrible! Quiet is weird!

No one could have imagined that Old Man Wang would be so tough, his eyes widened one by one, and he was full of incredulity.

Wan Zhenshan was also angry, and he came in anger, and slapped his palm on the table, directly slapping the wooden table to pieces. Old Man Wang was shocked, his body was hit by the air waves, and he fell backwards. Fortunately, there was someone behind him, who was dragged down.

"You, say it again. Wan Zhenshan gritted his teeth, his face was angry, and the murderous intent was awe-inspiring. But if anyone looks closely at him, they will see that there is a look of surprise in his eyes.

He didn't believe it, but the old man knew these things.

'Who came out of it?'

The old man was frightened, covering his heart, his face was red and white, and his body was completely powerless. The man who was supporting him behind him exclaimed, "No, the old man is scared." ”

Then, another sound sounded: "Wan Zhenshan, the old man has said it, and he will say it if you do it." How about showing the Tang poetry swordsmanship and showing it to everyone. ”

Then there was another human: "You want to keep the treasure alone, but there is no door." ”

The abrupt sound made the teahouse even more weird, Wan Zhenshan was furious, and opened his mouth to drink, but the crowd suddenly squeezed over, and a strong force surged forward from behind, and the already crowded crowd was suddenly chaotic, and Wan Zhenshan was surrounded by people around him all of a sudden.

"Daddy......" Wan Gui outside was startled and pulled away from the person in front of him. But a loud shout followed: "Okay, if you ten thousand disciples want to do it, will I be afraid of you?"

The sound of clanging and the sound of bright weapons shocked everyone's hearts.

This is like a signal, the people on the periphery suddenly pulled out their weapons and guarded them tightly in front of them, so as not to be plotted, and the people inside also squeezed out hard, making it even more chaotic.

No one noticed that in the crowd, Lin Changsheng's body drilled, and as soon as he pulled his hand, he dragged Old Man Wang up the stairs.

He lit the fire and watched the play. (To be continued.) )