"Everything is up to me!" said to Wentian, gently pulled the copper ring, knocked four times first, stopped once, knocked twice, stopped, knocked five, stopped again, knocked three times, and then put down the copper ring and stepped aside.

After a while, the door slowly opened, and two old men in family clothes walked out side by side. The two of them have blazing eyes and steady steps, showing that their martial arts are not low. Lin Changsheng's eyes swept over, and he immediately guessed who was Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei of the two people.

Xiang Wentian smiled slightly, bowed down and said: "The disciples of Songshan and Huashan have something to ask to see the four friends of Jiangnan, the four seniors. ”

Ding Jian said: "My master is not a guest. As he spoke, he wanted to close the door. Xiang Wentian took out an object from his arms and unfolded it, only to see the treasure light flickering, and a five-color pennant moving in the wind.

Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei's faces changed slightly, and they said in unison: "The Lingqi of the Songshan Sect's Left Alliance Leader?"

Xiang Wentian said: "Exactly!"

Shi Lingwei smiled and said: "The four friends of Jiangnan and the Wuyue Sword Sect have never interacted, even if the master of the Songshan Left Alliance arrives in person, my master may not ...... Not necessarily...... Hey. ”

Xiang Wentian smiled slightly, put away the order flag, and said, "My left nephew's order flag is just used to bluff people. What kind of people are the four seniors in Jiangnan, they will never take this flag in their eyes......"

The two of them said "oh", their faces were soothing, and Ding Jian said: "Your Excellency is the senior uncle of the leader of the Left Alliance......?

Xiang Wentian smiled again and said, "Exactly." Below is a nobody in the martial arts, and the two of them don't know each other. This Naifeng brother is a disciple of the Huashan Sword Sect. Although his name is not obvious in the rivers and lakes, his mentor is very famous. ”

The two glanced at each other, and Shi Lingwei said: "Brother Feng, I don't know who the teacher is?"

Before Lin Changsheng could speak, Xiang Wentian smiled and said: "My brother is an orphan, and his surname is 'wind', and the two brothers can guess it." ”

The two of them looked suspicious, and Ding Jian said in surprise: "Could it be the old man of Huashan Sword Saint Feng Qingyangfeng?"

Xiang Wentian nodded with a smile and said, "Exactly." There are many people who sell fame and reputation in the martial arts, but the pure and high-ranking people who have real talents and have learned and have done great things but are unwilling to publicize them are really rare. My brother's name is not obvious, but he has done some good deeds. Just like the 'one-word electric sword' Brother Ding and the 'Five Roads God' Shi Jiu, they have also admired for a long time. I think that Brother Ding slashed the four tyrants with one palm under Qilian Mountain, and subdued the two heroes with one sword; Brother Shi rescued orphans in Hengjiang, Hubei, and killed 13 big leaders of the Qinglong Gang with a purple gold gossip knife and splashed the blood of the Hanshui River. ”

When they heard him so flattering, they were extremely proud, and they couldn't help but show joy on their faces.

Ding Jian said: "I don't know what the two big names are called?"

Xiang Wentian said: "The surname is Tong, and his name is Tong Huajin." This wind brother, the name is the upper two lower middle. ”

The two hugged their fists and said: "Long up, long up." The two of them were invited into the hall to have tea, and they stayed in the next report, whether they saw it or not, but it was difficult to say. ”

Xiang Wentian said with a smile: "Although the two of them are masters and servants with the four friends of Jiangnan, they are like brothers. The four seniors will not give the second brother Ding Shi face. ”

Ding Jian smiled slightly and let him aside. Xiang Wentian stepped inside, and Lin Changsheng followed. Walking through a large patio, an old plum tree is planted on the left and right sides of the patio, and the branches are like iron, which is extremely vigorous. When he came to the hall, Shi Lingwei invited the two to take a seat, stood and accompanied each other, and Ding Jian entered the inner report to report.

Lin Changsheng saw Shi Lingwei standing, and it was not easy for him to sit down. He looked at Xiang Wentian, Xiang Wentian suddenly stepped aside, pointed to the scroll hanging on it, and said, "Brother Feng, look at this painting, although there are only a few brushstrokes, the momentum is really extraordinary. ”

Lin Changsheng walked to his side quietly and looked at the picture scroll quietly. He is not very good at these, but he must have studied with Huang Yaoshi for a few years, and when he saw it, he felt that this painting was not in order. When his eyes fell on the painting, he praised: "Good swordsmanship!"

Xiang Wentian laughed when he heard this, and Shi Lingwei behind him said: "This Feng Ye is worthy of being a disciple of the Huashan Sword Saint, and he can actually see the sword technique in the painting. Dan Qingsheng, the owner of the fourth village of my family, said: He painted this painting after he was drunk that day, and inadvertently contained the swordsmanship, which was the most proud work of his life, and he could no longer paint it after he woke up. Feng Ye can actually see the sword intent in this painting, and the four village owners must be cited as confidants. I'll go in and inform. ”

Saying that, he walked in diligently.

After a while, I heard a person outside the door say loudly: "He can see the swordsmanship from my paintings? In the midst of the shouting, a man walked in, with a long beard and belly, holding a wine glass in his left hand, and his face was very drunk.

Shi Lingwei followed behind him and introduced the two to Dan Qingsheng. Dan Qingsheng squinted a pair of drunken eyes, looked at Lin Changsheng for a while, and asked, "Do you know how to draw?"

Lin Changsheng glanced at the emerald jade cup in his hand, smelled the wine, and sighed secretly. He is not Linghu Chong, he doesn't know how to drink, he can only drink, and he can't use Linghu Chong's method.

Smiling slightly, he said: "Don't hide it from the four village owners, they live in the mountains all the year round, and they have nothing to do except practice martial arts, so they study some other things." Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, I dare not say that I am proficient in everything, but these two tricks still work. Let's just say that the picture scroll of the four village masters, although there are only a few brushes, but the artistic conception is far-reaching, the pen is strong, and it contains a set of clever swordsmanship, which shows the foundation. ”

Dan Qingsheng laughed and said, "Okay, good, Brother Feng is really good eyesight." Don't hide it from my brother, my four friends in Jiangnan have average martial arts, and what they know is piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. ”

Xiang Wentian said: "The four village masters are too modest, the four friends of Jiangnan are famous, and their martial arts are superb, no one in the rivers and lakes knows it, and no one knows it." On the price of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, it is even more shocking to the past and the present. ”

Dan Qingsheng waved his hand and said, "Eh, Brother Tong's words are too much. He turned his head and said straightly: "I don't know what happened to the two of you coming to my Meizhuang?"

Xiang Wentian said: "The two of us came to Meizhuang to make a bet with the four owners. ”

Dan Qingsheng was surprised: "Make a bet, what bet?"

Xiang Wentian smiled slightly, untied the burden on his back, and opened it, inside were two scrolls and two volumes. He opened a scroll, which was an extremely old picture, with the inscription "Northern Song Dynasty Fan Zhongli Xishan Travel Map" cross in the upper right corner, a high mountain rising to the sky, the ink rhyme was thick, and the momentum was extremely majestic.

Dan Qingsheng looked at it, and let out a loud "ah", his eyes firmly fixed on the picture, and he couldn't move it away.

At this time, Xiang Wentian said: "I bet on Meizhuang, no one can beat this Feng brother in swordsmanship." ”

Dan Qingsheng's expression was solemn, and he said: "Brother Feng is a disciple of the Huashan Sword Saint, and his swordsmanship must be exquisite, but Brother Tong is so sure, but he underestimates my four friends in Meizhuang." He turned his gaze to the other things in the baggage, and said, "I don't know what other treasures Brother Feng has?"

Xiang Wentian smiled slightly, picked up another scroll, and said, "Fourth Zhuang Master, how about looking at this calligraphy?"

"The pen walks the dragon and snake, what a wild grass. Dan Qingsheng was amazed, and couldn't help but say loudly: "Third brother, third brother, your life baby is here." The cry was so loud that the walls, doors and windows shook, and dust fell from the rafters.

As soon as his voice fell, he heard someone in the distance say, "What is all the fuss?"

Dan Qingsheng shouted: "If you don't come to see it again, people will put it away, but you will regret it for the rest of your life." ”

The man outside: "What kind of imposter calligraphy have you found again, haven't you?" The curtain of the door was lifted, and a man entered, short and fat, with a bald and shiny head, and not a single hair, holding a large pen in his right hand, and his clothes were covered with ink.

He took a closer look, and suddenly his eyes were staring, panting, and he said in a trembling voice: "This ...... It's the real thing......! It's really the Tang Dynasty...... Tang Dynasty Zhang Xu's "Willingness Post", fake ...... False...... Can't be fake!" The cursive script on the post is wide open and closed, just like a martial arts master to carry out light skills, high and low, although the action is fast, but it does not lose the elegant style.

Xiang Wentian couldn't help but smile when he saw the anxious bald pen, his hand shrank, and the scroll whizzed together. Bald Pen Weng came back to his senses and looked at him unhappily.

Dan Qingsheng immediately said: "Third brother, this is the Tonghua Golden Boy Brother, this Feng Er Stroke Brother." They came to Plum Village to make a bet with our four brothers, and this treasure is a bet. ”

Bald Pen Weng's expression was solemn, his eyes swept over the two of them slightly, and said, "Then I don't know if my four brothers lost, what do you have to pay back?"

Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "The two of us are just competing in swordsmanship." The two owners should know that although my brother has been taught by a famous teacher, he has been living in the mountains, and this time he came only for the sword competition, not for anything else. ”

Bald Pen Weng frowned, and Dan Qingsheng said in his ear: "This Feng brother is a disciple of Huashan Feng Qingyang. Bald Pen Weng's eyes flashed, and he looked at Lin Changsheng in surprise.

Lin Changsheng smiled at him and clenched his fists slightly.

Bald Pen Weng rolled his eyes, but he saw the two books on the table, and said, "I have it with my fourth brother, so I don't know if Brother Tong can prepare treasures for my eldest brother and second brother?"

Xiang Wentian immediately picked up the two books and said: "I like to play chess the most in my life, but unfortunately my chess skills are not high, so I traveled all over the north and south of the river, up and down the Yellow River, looking for chess games." In the past 30 years, I remember a lot of famous games from the past and present. For example, the chess game that Wang Zhen saw when he met the immortals in Langke Mountain, the chess game where Liu Zhongfu met the immortals in Lishan, and the game where Wang Jixin met the fox fairy's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law......"

Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng shook their heads again and again, and said, "How can these myths be trusted?"

Xiang Wentian said: "At the beginning of the next year, I also said that this is a story made up by good people, but twenty-five years ago, I saw the game map between Liu Zhongfu and Lishan Xianmu, and I was very capable of being vigilant, so I was desperate, and I believe it is not a lie." ”

"Is that really the case?" said both of them. Dan Qingsheng called Ding Jian and said, "You call the second brother immediately." ”

Hei Baizi, this person should be remembered by everyone, is the most greedy of the four friends. He was tall and thin, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but his face was pale, like a zombie.

As soon as Hei Baizi came, he grabbed Xiang Wentian's shoulder and said: "Have you really seen the map of Liu Zhongfu and Lishan Xianmu playing against each other? I have seen this record in the notes of my predecessors, saying that Liu Zhongfu was a national player at that time, but he was defeated by an old woman from the countryside at the foot of Lishan Mountain, and he vomited several liters of blood when he landed. Could it be that there really is such a game of "Hematemesis Spectrum" in the world?"

Xiang Wentian said: "Twenty-five years ago, I saw it in an old house of a family in Chengdu, Sichuan, just because this game was really more thrilling than thrilling, although it was twenty-five years later, all one hundred and twelve, and I still remember it." ”

Hei Baizi said happily: "If there is really something, if there is really it." He swept his gaze over the two of them, walked to the side of Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng, and asked in a low voice, "What do the two brothers think?"

The two of them looked at each other and nodded. Hei Baizi smiled slightly, turned around, and said, "Since Brother Tong is so well prepared, my brother is not easy to save face for the two of them. But my eldest brother is there, but I don't know if Brother Tong is prepared?"

Xiang Wentian immediately said: "There is a Guangling Sanqin score below, maybe the owner of the big village ......"

"Guangling San?" The three of Hei and Baizi were shocked in unison, and immediately shook their heads and said: "Since Ji Kang's death, "Guangling San" has not been passed on since, and Brother Tong's words are inevitably deceptive. ”

Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "I have a close friend who is obsessed with the Chin. He said that as soon as Ji Kang died, there would be no "Guangling San" in the world from then on. This set of piano scores has certainly disappeared since after the Western Jin Dynasty, but what about before the Western Jin Dynasty?"

The bald pen and the other three looked at each other blankly, and they didn't understand the meaning of this sentence for a while.

Xiang Wentian said: "This friend of mine has a brilliant mind, and he is bold and reckless, so he went to dig up the graves of famous people who were good at the piano before the Jin Dynasty. Sure enough, where there is a will, there is a way, after he dug dozens of ancient tombs, he finally found this song in the tomb of Cai Yong in the Eastern Han Dynasty. ”

Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng both snorted in shock. Hei Baizi nodded slowly and said, "Wisdom and bravery, amazing!"

Lin Changsheng laughed secretly, the scene in the original book was staged in front of him, and it was also extremely interesting.

Hei Baizi said: "Take two swords." Someone outside answered, and then Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei each held a sword and bowed down to serve it. Lin Changsheng and Dan Qingsheng each took their swords, and they were about to end, and Hei Baizi said: "Fourth brother, slow down." This boy brother's bet is a bet that no one in our Meizhuang can win Brother Feng. Ding Jian can also use swords, and he is also from Meizhuang, so he doesn't have to ask you to do it yourself. ”

Feng Qingyang is famous, his disciples will not be bad, and Xiang Wentian has always been confident. I don't dare to underestimate the black and white sons. Try Lin Changsheng's swordsmanship with Ding Jian first, it couldn't be better.

Lin Changsheng smiled and said, "Brother Ding's name has been admired for a long time, please!"

Ding Jian took the long sword and said, "Please!"

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