There were only four people left in the empty cottage lobby, and Zhang Mingyue was holding the shattered sword that was definitely called the world's famous knife, and she didn't want to believe it.

It's a pity that he didn't end well in his later years, and his heart and lungs were shattered and he died, it was better to come directly to the knife, Zhang Mingyue had no intersection with this knife saint, and he didn't feel a pity, but the old man sighed a little.

"The masters of the same era in the past went one after another, and I don't know when the old man was willing to accept the old bones. This Luo Zhiqiu is also a person in temperament, and since he is a person in temperament, he should not be allowed to die in this desert and not be able to enter the soil for peace. ”

"What the old man said should naturally be like this, anyway, this sword saint can be regarded as a favor with us, but what should we do now that this gang of robbers has no leader?" Sima Yun put away the family letter that was not a family letter when the sword saint was dying. It is said that people are dying and their words are good, although Luo Zhiqiu has not mentioned half of the things about the person behind him, but the grace of this knife is not fake, if a person is dead, then even if he commits more sins in his life, it is enough to be forgiven, after the horse enters the desert, several masters of this cottage will rush in, and the robbers are naturally respected by the strong, Luo Zhiqiu's bones are not cold, and the rest of the people have begun to discuss who will be the master next, and the old man is out of place here, and the down-and-out ranger is afraid of any more accidents, so he got up and tried to slip away, but was coldly stopped by the woman。

"You want to go?"

"Don't leave and stay here to drink tea, your big bosses are dead, why don't you grab the position?" The down-and-out ranger was also sharp-eyed, knowing that the silver spear in the woman's hand was not easy to mess with, so he hid behind the old man and poked his head out and scolded.

"This girl is not interested in any position, but she just wants to kill you and be discouraged. ”

The woman felt angry every time she thought about it, since she had been the robber of the house, she had acquiesced to the rules of the robber, the woman was weak, and if she wanted to survive, she had to submit to the man, but not a man like the down-and-out ranger.

The down-and-out ranger knew that this woman was really coming, so he simply hid behind the old man and didn't come out, and said in his heart, even if you have some ability, what if you have some ability? Is it possible to compare with this old man? Seeing that the woman was so hesitant, the down-and-out ranger made a grimace as if he had grabbed a pigtail, which made the woman even more angry, but before Gu Yue could make a few more lewd movements, he was pulled out by Sima Yun and faced the woman's silver gun.

"Do you know that anyone in this world can be offended, but women cannot? Especially a woman who knows martial arts, if you don't apologize to her again, I can guarantee that she will stab you in the heart and lungs with one shot, that kind of death is not very pleasant. ”

Sima Yun pushed Gu Yue away.

"This guy is innocent, but there is something else to do at the moment. ”

He glanced at the woman with deep meaning and walked straight to the first position, where the beard and the hooked nose had already started an argument, although he had not yet drawn his sword to help, it was on the verge of breaking out, and it has been the same since ancient times, how can you care what kind of relationship you have in front of power? Sima Yun smiled faintly.

"Presumably the two of you already know who our old man is, and the old man has something to say to the two of you, please come over. ”

The beard and hooked nose naturally knew how powerful their dead boss was, how could the one-armed little old man who was so taboo even the big boss be a mortal?

"Could it be that the old man wants to arrange for the two of me, who is in charge of the cottage?"

The bearded man had probably guessed Sima Yun's thoughts, the brother of this cottage said a lot, said a lot less, but if he could control it, it would definitely be a considerable force, not to mention how powerful it was, but at least he could do some things that he wanted to do but didn't dare to do before, such as the woman named Dawn who was also the head of the cottage.

The corners of Sima Yun's mouth, which was facing away from the two, curled.

"That's right, the old man is indeed going to arrange who will be the master of this cottage. ”

The beard and the hooked nose laughed at the same time, but before the smile lasted half a breath, a cold light flashed, and there was already a paper-thin mark on the necks of the two, and only after a breath did blood burst out, the woman named Dawn was shocked, and the hooked nose and beard were full of disbelief.

"It's a pity it's not you. ”

Sima Yun said coldly and knocked down the two corpses.

"From today onwards, this cottage is up to you. ”

Sima Yun glanced at the woman coldly.

"You should know that if I don't kill the two of them, the two of them will do something to you sooner or later, and it is the best result to be the lady of the village, and I am afraid that I will end up as a prostitute," he tore off a piece of the hooked nose and wiped the knife, and the famous knife left by Saint Luo Zhiqiu was destroyed.

"Sure enough, it's a good knife, if you don't want to be the master of this cottage, I'll let you go with the two of them, believe me, girl, many people will support me in doing this, do you sit or not sit in the position of the big boss?"

Although the woman never thought that the guy in front of her, who looked like a scholar, could suddenly kill the killer so much, but what was even more unbelievable was that this person actually wanted to kill herself.

"You are so cold-blooded and ruthless, the two of them have no grudge against you in the past, no enmity in the near future, how can you be so cruel?"

"Brutal?"

The man in the green shirt chuckled.

In a word, do you sit or not? You should believe that many people want to get this position. ”

"Sit. ”

After all, the woman compromised, it is easy to kill someone, but it is very difficult to face death by yourself, and a person who dares to kill may not dare to commit suicide.

"That's right, I believe that with your ability, you will govern this cottage very well, I let you sit in this position and you will owe me a favor, I don't want you to pay it back now, I will naturally look for you when I need you in the future, but we have to say ugly things in front. ”

Sima Yun returned Zhang Mingyue's knife.

"If you repent in the future, what I can give you will also be taken back. ”

Out of the gate of this cottage is the yellow sand that can not be seen at a glance, it is the bright moon hanging high for nine days, the cool breeze is blowing, Zhang Mingyue followed the horseshoe prints to find the body of the knife saint Luo Zhiqiu, seeing that he was still looking at the north with his eyes open when he was dying, and knew that it was the direction of the homeland, people said that the homeland is difficult to leave, and the fallen leaves return to the roots, and people always want to return to their hometown after a long time, even if they can only take another look at their hometown, a grass and a tree.

What about land immortals? Could it be that if you become an immortal, you will lose your seven emotions and six desires? Zhang Mingyue stroked Luo Zhiqiu's unwilling eyes.

"Old fox, first worship Jianshan, and now this gang of robbers, you are in the next big game of chess, can you tell me what you want these people to do in the future?"

"Don't you know? in the next big game. ”

Buried Luo Zhiqiu's body, it was almost dawn at this time, and it was almost time to leave, and the three of them were going to Bianjing, the capital of Western Chu, Wu Tu was reluctant to leave the native Aries Town, but the down-and-out ranger named Gu Yue heard the word Bianjing and his eyes lit up.

"Are you going to Bianjing? How can you be missing Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu grew up in Bianjing since he was a child, not to mention taking you on a tour of the scenery of my Western Chu, at least he can be a guide, isn't it? Listen to me, this trip Lao Tzu will go with you. ”

Zhang Mingyue was noncommittal, this trip to the Yellow Sand of Western Chu for thousands of miles is nothing more than a letter from Princess Zhaoyang in the final analysis, and then think about the fact that although the world is big, there is no place for three people in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and it can't be just the days of running around in the Northern Wei Dynasty, it should always be settled, he said.

"Since you are a native of Western Chu Kyoto, why did you become this hungry and full ranger who wandered into the rivers and lakes. ”

"Because Lao Tzu wants to become the number one swordsman in the world, don't you know that a real swordsman should fight in the sword rivers and lakes, and the world of white horses?

Zhang Mingyue smiled dumbly.

"Is it only those who fight with swords to be considered swordsmen?"

The four of them set off from the border, starry night, but seven or eight days to the capital of Western Chu Bianjing, under a closer look, this Bianjing is really enough to go to the capital, there are endless merchants and travelers, and the foreign country is more different from the customs of the Northern Wei Dynasty, which is that the down-and-out ranger fell on the way and the three of them said clearly, entering the city is a broad avenue, Zhang Mingyue has never been to the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but after thinking about it, it should not be much different from this Bianjing.

"I'm tired after driving for so long, why don't we go find a place to rest first?" The down-and-out ranger didn't look over and asked, he was also smart, he didn't ask Zhang Mingyue, didn't ask the old man, but asked Sima Yun, sometimes even he couldn't understand why the old man was a famous master in the world, but he was willing to listen to the dispatch of this scholar in green shirts, maybe it wasn't a dispatch, but in short, it was very suspicious.

"It's true that you should sacrifice the Five Organs Temple, the three of me have just arrived, and the matter of leading the way will be handed over to you. ”

Sima Yun said lightly, the three of them were entangled all the way from the cottage, although they were not wrapped around their waists, but they still had a surplus, and when they arrived at a luxury restaurant called Fengyue Building, the three of them understood that they were put together by this down-and-out ranger, but they had entered the threshold, and it was not good to go back again, I was afraid that it would make people laugh, if it was just the two of them, they would have done nothing less to lose face in the past, and the key was that there was an old man, born as the Spring and Autumn Sword God, and he should not let the row fall too down.

The down-and-out ranger said.

"Don't I see that we still have a lot of money left, it's good to come here and enjoy it, besides, you see that there is no place called Fengyue Building, but the most luxurious restaurant in Bianjing, it is the place of Fengyue and there are people who have wind and snow, and Lao Tzu will not regret it. ”

When he entered the restaurant, a small servant stepped forward to greet him warmly, these things had been arranged by Gu Yue, and Zhang Mingyue was attracted by the storyteller who sat in front of the hall.

This storytelling is also a good means of attracting business, if it is said well, it can attract a lot of repeat customers, this is the common way of business in today's restaurant, the storyteller is a white-bearded old man, there is a girl playing the piano next to him, there is a piece of wood in front of him, a cup of wine, the shocking wood slammed out, the hotel lobby that was originally a little noisy was suddenly silent, he said.

"Ladies and gentlemen, listen, yesterday we talked about my Xichu Yi Ning, Xue San, Zhu He, these four people are all famous masters of my Xichu, but we always talk about our own family things are inevitably a little boring, today let's talk about the Central Plains of the Northern Wei Dynasty thousands of miles away from my West Chu, and talk about the land adjacent to the Western Regions. ”

"What is Yi Ning, Er, Xue San, Zhu He?"

As the saying goes, if you don't understand, you have to ask, and it just so happens that Zhang Mingyue is a person who can't hide his doubts, so he asked Gu Yue like this.

Gu Yue was tasting the fragrant tea that had never been tasted upstairs in Fengyue at this time, maybe this tea was too tasteful, and he tasted it before Shi Shiran said.

"This is talking about the top four romantic figures in my Western Chu, Yi Ning is talking about Ning Zhiyuan, the first master of Western Chu today, who has become a Confucian Taoist celestial man at the age of fifty, not to mention my Western Chu, that is, there are few people in the whole world who are comparable to it, Er Xue is talking about Xue Pingchuan, the general of the Western Chu court, martial arts has reached the realm of a great immortality, and it is the talent of my Western Chu today, as for this Zhu He should be taken apart to understand, Zhu and He are two people, these two people do not need to be carefully explained, anyway, we can't have any intersection with them. ”

Before the down-and-out ranger could finish his next words, Zhang Mingyue heard the startling wood explode again, and the storyteller continued.

"Let's talk about the romantic characters of the Northern Wei Dynasty today, saying that there are three holy places in the Daomen of the Northern Wei Dynasty, namely Shangqing Temple, Yuqing Temple, Taiqing Temple, there are three real people on Shangqing Temple, and the third-ranked Heavenly Master Wang Jiulou accepted an apprentice not long ago, named Zhu Feiyu, do you know that the only disciple of the Heavenly Master of Wang Jiulou has gone down the mountain not long ago?"

Zhang Mingyue listened carefully, but saw that the visitors in this tavern didn't seem to have much interest in the three holy places of this gate, so she was a little resentful, and said in her heart, How can I not enter the eyes of your law in the rivers and lakes of the Northern Wei Dynasty? Don't you know that there is a Wang Changsheng in the Northern Wei Dynasty who is known as the number one in the world? Don't you know the Spring and Autumn Sword God in the past?

But one of the men who had drunk a lot of wine stood up and threw the glass in his hand straight at the storyteller.

"You old man is really a little unreasonable, how many romantic characters can he have in the Northern Wei Dynasty? Maybe he can be compared with Mr. Ning, the number one master in Western Chu? ”

The storyteller said that he was hit on the head by this wine glass when he was in the middle of the day, and fortunately the drunk man only used brute force, if he used internal strength, I am afraid that this hand is enough to make this little old man die violently on the spot, his granddaughter hurriedly went up to check the little old man's injury, and there was no big problem, but the drunkard single-handedly provoked the diners in the tavern was quite displeased, and the family opened a mouth to beg for a living, you don't like to hear it, no one stopped you, why did you hurt people so much?

It took a long time for Xiao Lao'er to come over, and when he came back, he quickly apologized, saying that he was not a fine work of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but a native of Western Chu, and he was nothing more than doing this line of work and saying this line of things, and he was always a little tired of talking about things at his doorstep all day long.

The drunken man saw that he was angry, and he sobered up a little at the moment, he said.

"Old man, it's not that I look down on him in the Central Plains of the Northern Wei Dynasty, it's just that there are a few more Mr. Ning in this world, is it possible that the old man thinks that he can come out of the Northern Wei Dynasty Jianghu can produce a person who can be compared with Mr. Ning? ”

The little old man didn't think so, what really romantic character in this world didn't start from a teenager? I should say that I was tired of talking about a tune all day, and he asked his twelfth or thirteen-year-old granddaughter to continue to play erhu, and then continued.

"Guest officer, don't underestimate this little Taoist priest of Shangqingguan, according to rumors in the rivers and lakes, it is said that this little Taoist priest will carry a sword and go to the world to kill all the demons and evils in the world, and the place where he passes is even more smooth, if this young Taoist priest is not bad, he should be a disciple who will inherit the mantle of Shangqingguan in the future, and Shangqingguan will teach real people in the future, so can such a character not be worthy of the word merry?"

The old storyteller would read the words and emotions in the end, and only then continued when he was sure that no one would be able to do anything to him.

"This young Taoist priest has made such a big name in just over a month since he went down the mountain, how can ordinary people do it? Let's just say that Li Wenzhen, the Spring and Autumn Sword God of the Central Plains of the Northern Wei Dynasty, is afraid that he can't do this, but there is one thing that the little old man really can't understand. ”

The old storyteller frowned.

"What?"

Not far away, there is a table that looks at the clothes and is not like the local people of Western Chu, among the diners, there is a young man with a knife, the storyteller smiled and glanced at the table here, how can he not see that these three people must be from the Northern Wei Dynasty.

"What Xiao Lao'er doesn't understand is that as far as I know, in addition to the third real person Wang Jiulou in Shangqingguan, there are also many personal disciples under Xu Changjin, who are also famous figures of the younger generation in the rivers and lakes, how can they reuse Wang Jiulou's personal disciples so much. ”

"Maybe it's because the baby apprentice of Xu Zhangjiao is too stupid. ”

Zhang Mingyue couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, where did this little brother start with this?"

The old storyteller was interested.

"Could it be that the little brother has ever seen this disciple of the Xu Palm Sect?"

"Nope. How can I have such an honor? I have heard a lot of rumors, but they are all trivial things, and they are nothing, and the gentleman still says yours. ”

Zhang Mingyue didn't want to pay more attention, but she didn't expect that her subconscious words really attracted the attention of many diners.

"Northern Wei people?"

The drunk man smirked.

"Yes, Northern Wei people. ”

Zhang Mingyue replied honestly, but the down-and-out ranger was busy saying that he was from Bianjing, but he didn't expect it to be okay not to say it, so he was dissatisfied.

"Since it's me, why did the Xichu boy come together with these three people?"

"Why can't we come together? Don't you know that our Northern Wei Dynasty has formed an alliance with Western Chu to fight against the Western Regions?"

Zhang Mingyue frowned, she felt that the atmosphere was a little weird all the way, and now that she was treated like this drunk man, she couldn't help but ask.

In other words, the emperor of your Northern Wei Dynasty may have coveted my Western Chu for many years, and if the alliance is formed, wouldn't it be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger? This can be seen from the collapse of the other six countries in the Central Plains a hundred years ago, and an alliance with the Northern Wei Dynasty will definitely not end well. ”

"Northern Wei dog, get out of my Xichu. ”