Zhang Mingyue didn't punch in the end, because he couldn't see through the depth of the Zhuge meteor, and he didn't want to be a man who could only walk the rivers and lakes under the protection of the old man Sima Yun, and because he couldn't care about arguing with the man in white at this time, because the surging ging ginger water had begun to boil, and there was a torrent everywhere he looked.

The seven top masters of the contemporary rivers and lakes on the riverside opened their eyes at the same time, and the one-armed little old man was the first.

"I didn't expect that there were such monsters in the peaceful and prosperous world, the ancients did not deceive me, the old man walked the rivers and lakes in his ancient years, but it was only a year and two evil Jiao in a row, could it be that the world is really going to be in chaos?"

The one-armed little old man spread out his only remaining right arm, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, but he couldn't blow the sleeves that had been completely soaked by the rain, and now, Zhang Mingyue finally knew what Sima Yun was talking about, it turned out to be an evil Jiao, a black Jiao that was definitely not smaller than the Jiao in Yanming Mountain was wrapped in the torrent and rushed over, only showing a single horn on his head and two red eyes, the scattered Jiangxia people and merchants did not understand what was going on, although it was leaving, in fact, most of them were watching from a relatively high place in the city, even if it was night, but the two red eyes in the boiling ginger water could also be seen clearly, Rao is no matter how far away these people are from the riverside, they can't help but feel a chill on their backs at this moment, compared with the monster fluttering in the ginger water, the handful of people by the river really seem insignificant.

Zhang Mingyue really couldn't imagine that such an anti-heaven monster would appear in just one year in this world, and all things in the world, I am afraid that only this Jiao who overturned the river and the sea can be regarded as a truly extremely powerful monster, it wants to turn into a dragon, what is a dragon? Something that only exists in legends, even if you look through the ancient books that have been passed down from ancient times, you may not be able to read one or two.

Although the old man didn't explain, but a few people also knew that they couldn't stay here anymore, because even if they stayed, it wouldn't help much, maybe it would only distract the old man and others, the closer the monster in the river got to the Jiangxia Bridge, the boats on the river shook sharply, and even faintly had a tendency to be overturned, and the four slashing swords with inscriptions under the chain bridge were even more trembling, Zhang Mingyue finally knew that the origin of the slashing sword was not Sima Yun's words, I don't know how many years it still has this power when it was hung here, and who was the master of the mountain who carved the inscription on the sword back then？

"I think we should find a place to sit, we can't help here, it's better to see how the seniors took down this demon, after all, if you really let it cross the Jiangxia Bridge, there will be no obstacles along the way, and the monster will turn into a real dragon when it enters the sea, and it will be more difficult to clean it up than to climb to the sky." ”

Zhuge Meteor left the river first, Sima Yun and the three followed, but he and Zhang Mingyue walked last, Zhuge Meteor was in front, the nerd Li Muzhi was in the middle, and then the two of them, just because Sima Yun knew that Zhang Mingyue must have questions, and sure enough, he only walked out of a dozen steps Zhang Mingyue lowered his voice and asked.

"Can this Jiao really turn into a real dragon when it enters the sea?"

"According to the ancient records, it should be so, but if you want to turn into a real dragon, you also need to go through the catastrophe, and the catastrophe will be completely transformed, this dragon is cultivated in the mountains, and the demon nature is difficult to tame. ”

"You said you were going to slay the real dragon. ”

"Yes, I said that. ”

Sima Yun nodded.

"But it's not this one, the time is not ripe, and even if the time is ripe, it is absolutely impossible to win such a real dragon, I am still waiting for the opportunity, waiting for a chance for the world's luck to be chaotic and the masters of the world to do their best, and then I will gather the most powerful people in the world to go to sea with me to find the traces of the demon dragon." ”

"Then why are you sure that the best people in the world will come to your aid?"

"Because I'm doing business now, I can do it wherever I go, I like to let others owe me favors, and promise to do one thing for me in the future, of course, this thing is not necessarily to slay the dragon, there may be other things they need to do. ”

"Then let me ask you again, how can you be sure that the people you choose are the ones who have the potential to become the best in the future?"

"I can't be sure, but everyone is more or less useful, isn't it?"

Sima Yun chuckled softly.

"There is a saying called planning for a rainy day, Zhuge Meteor said that he is good at fortune-telling for others, I am different, I like to tell fortunes in this world. ”

The two of them followed Zhuge Meteor to an inn not far from Jiangxia Bridge, Zhuge Meteor seems to have been prepared, this inn sits in the south and faces north, the door is wide open, just enough to see the riverside scene, it is really a good place to find, at that time, the inn has been densely packed with a lot of people, the shopkeeper is already busy out of breath but still running around, only do not go to the location that Zhuge Meteor has booked in advance, next to the window, it seems to be specially prepared for this man who replaces Jiangxia Taishou, has prepared wine and food, and there is one more person, a person who they have met and eaten a meal together。

"Do you wonder why I'm here? I guess you know who I am. ”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar has not changed, and there is still a jade pendant hanging from his waist, which seems to be precious but is not worth much silver.

Sima Yun and Zhang Mingyue sat down next to the nerd, Zhuge Meteor had already poured wine for the three of them, this wine list did not look like ordinary wine, clear and green, exuding bursts of fragrance, although the rest of the guests in the inn were curious about the identities of several people, but not long ago Zhuge Meteor shouted and retreated from the people and merchants on both sides of Jiangxia Lake The matter has been deeply imprinted in their hearts, they will not be so unsightly to offend such a person, in fact, even if they have the heart, they may not be in the mood to go up and have a few drinks with a few people, because the monster in the Jiangxia Lake galloping ginger water has poked its head out, the inn is brightly lit, and the heavy rain is gradually getting smaller, but the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the windows are creaking, If it weren't for the restaurant to take the lampshade to cover all the oil lamps, I'm afraid that Jiangxia would immediately escape into darkness, despite this, the lightning in the dark night crossed Jiang Shui's huge Jiaolong head head can still be seen clearly, the rain in February and March finally stopped completely, Sima Yun Zhang Mingyue and several people were still wet clothes, they were not as good as the old Changsheng who stretched out their heads one by one like the spectators for fear of missing such a once-in-a-lifetime show, because at this time the mountain hunter had already served wine.

"I didn't mean to deceive a few people before, but I just needed to prove some things, so I turned into a Confucian and dealt with the three, but in fact, it can't be considered a deception, because in the final analysis, it's just that I only concealed my identity, and the others have never deceived the two, and after so long in the rain, even the best body is not easy to bear, so it's better for you to drink this cup with me first, and we'll talk about other things later." ”

The hunting mountain eagle picked up the wine, Zhuge Meteor picked up the wine, and the seven top masters of the rivers and lakes in the world on the riverside finally made a move, the one-armed little old man spread out his right arm and the infinite qi machine emerged, he turned his right arm into a sword, and the turbid Jiangxia Lake rumbled and gathered twenty zhang water swords, broke through the lake and went straight to the evil Jiao, Li Ran followed closely behind the sword, he unhurriedly took out the two-inch square sword box that Zhang Mingyue had never seen, and flicked his fingers lightly, respectively, there were three swords out of the box successively and went straight to the Jiaolong brain, seven inches, Jiao's tail and left, all said to fight the snake and hit seven inches, but Zhang Mingyue didn't expect to hit Jiao can also hit seven inches, but now he can only leave doubts, Because the two men opposite have already drunk all the glass of wine, Zhang Mingyue is not a righteous gentleman who can laugh at the enmity, at least he himself will not think so, because most of the righteous men and gentlemen walking the rivers and lakes will not end well, he doesn't like Zhuge Meteor, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't drink this glass of wine, because the wind blows up from the wide open window and blows to the body that is soaked because of the rain, even if he once slept in the ice and snow in Saibei, he felt a little cold, wine can drive away the cold, but it may not be able to warm people's hearts, such as the heart of the young man who put down the wine glass at this time。

"Today's meal must have cost a lot of silver. ”

Zhang Mingyue smiled.

"It's almost half a month's worth of money for your wife and children to eat, am I right?"

The middle-aged Confucian was surprised, how he didn't know what this young man wanted to say, and thought that he was upset by the picture he saw when he went to his house for dinner before.

The spectators inside the inn and the old man and others who were fighting with the evil Jiao outside can all be said to be in full swing, only the table near the window is inexplicably deadlocked, Sima Yun did not interrupt Zhang Mingyue's questioning, because he also had the same question in his heart, even Zhang Mingyue, who had to do some unsightly things with him three years ago in order to live, has always felt that he is the most omniscient person in the world, but where in the world is there a truly omniscient person, it is nothing more than a guess made by his own cognition in combination with reality, of course, there are some things Sima Yun is not guessing, but he will not say it, because he is a person who knows what to say, people who shouldn't say what to say and when, but Zhang Mingyue doesn't care so much, even if the nerd who has already drunk a glass of wine gently touches his knee under the table, presumably in the eyes of this nerd, anyone in this world can make jokes, but he can't joke about his family.

Zhang Mingyue's eyes burned, he didn't like to be deceived, at least he didn't like to be deceived by a person who he used to be a friend, because in fact, the dozens of taels of silver left by Sima Yun were instructed by him, after all, Sima Yun would not spend money except for not talking nonsense, let alone spending money for people who had only met twice, making money might not be difficult for them now, but if it was put in the past, dozens of taels of silver were likely to put their lives into it.

After a glass of wine, Zhang Mingyue filled a glass for herself and drank it by herself, this wine looked cool on the outside, but in fact, when you drank it, it would be like a flame burning in your stomach, Zhang Mingyue had a fire in her heart, he sneered.

"The old fox always said that I was too young, I may not have believed it before, but I do believe it now, I know that some people are never as simple as they seem on the surface, hunting mountain eagles, can I ask you a question?

The restaurant mutinied.

Mountain Hunter Eagle.

The hunting eagle who is in charge of the Fish and Dragon Gang but has never come forward, but although the identity of this middle-aged Confucian is really shocking, at this moment, the spectators only paid attention to it a few times and then turned their eyes back to the river, Zhang Mingyue also wanted to see it, but he had already seen the evil Jiao once, and he already felt that it was actually like that.

Jiaolong couldn't cross Jiangxia Bridge in the end, not because of the four trembling slashing swords, but because the swords placed on the table by the Jianghu swordsman in this restaurant had begun to clang.

The old man has a sword, and this sword can open the gate of heaven and kill immortals.

seemed to be aware of Zhang Mingyue's emotions, and the mountain hunting eagle was slightly apologetic.

"I know that little brother, you may have a little misunderstanding of me, this meal is not invited by me, but by my Zhuge brother, as for the little brother who said that I don't think of my own lady, I want to say that all men, where will they not take care of their own family? ”

"You investigated me?"

Zhang Mingyue said coldly, how did he not know that the family that Lieshan Diao said actually meant that he had been in the army in Saibei for more than half a year, and at that time, when the condolence group headed by the princess came to Saibei to greet him, he shed tears for the first time, yes, where is a man who doesn't want to be homesick and doesn't want to be at home? Although he is just a young man who is not yet a crown.

The mountain hunter shook his head.

"To be precise, not only have you been investigated, I have even investigated Brother Sima and Brother Li Muzhi, because I know that you will come to Jiangxia, and I happen to have something to help me with, so I have to understand in advance, as for the little brother to see the appearance of my family's embarrassment, in fact, it is not in the next trick, because there is really no money in the next, and the scattered silver earned has been spent on the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, in fact, you must have heard of it, saying that the hunting mountain carving is just the beginning of a small gambling stall on the side of the street, and this is indeed the case, but I don't think that those who open a small gambling stall can not have some hobbies of their own, I like to make friends and spend a lot of money for friends, so many people are willing to help me, so that I can have today's position, such as the Zhuge brother you see, he is my nobleman. ”

"Don't say so much useless, the dignified leader of the Fish and Dragon Gang doesn't have a little home, when do you think I will believe it?"

"I know that little brother you won't believe it, and I also know that Brother Sima and Brother Li won't believe it either, in fact, any normal person may not believe it, but even so, I still have to say that I have no money, because my money is spent, and it is spent on expanding the gang and winning over the masters of the rivers and lakes, and I don't have any money myself. ”

"What you say is just your words, whatever you want. ”

"Of course, I'll prove it to the three of you, but before that, Brother Zhuge and I want to make a deal with the three of you, a deal that you only make money and don't lose money,"

Until this moment, the swords of the sixteen or seventeen swordsmen in the restaurant could not withstand the traction of the powerful qi machine, and when the dozen or so swordsmen who only cared about watching the excitement and had never found the vision of the sword came back to their senses, more than a dozen swords had all come out of the box and went straight to Jiang Shui, in fact, there were more than a dozen at all, and almost all the swordsmen on both sides of Jiang Shui saw the scene of a thousand swords facing the river at the same time.

This scene is not said to be these ordinary people who are only worried about eating and drinking on weekdays, and finally give up money to buy a pot of wine in the restaurant to watch the excitement, that is, how many of those real chivalrous people who walk the rivers and lakes have ever seen it? In fact, there are no immortals in this world, no one can say, a thousand swords are good and bad, a few taels of silver can be bought, and there are thousands of gold that may not be able to get, at this moment all melted into the vast sword flow of all the Sen Sen stood on top of the ginger water, facing the dragon that was already covered in scales.

The sword has always been an indispensable weapon for swordsmen to walk the rivers and lakes, saying that it is small, but it is a sword, and it is even more important than their wives and children, otherwise there will not be so many famous swordsmen who do not hesitate to abandon their families and children for a sword since ancient times, and even kill their brothers and fathers, just because the sword is too important for swordsmen, looking at the world, the affairs of the rivers and lakes are related to the sword, and at this moment, at least thousands of swords are all pulled by the one-armed little old man who used the waves as a sword to stretch out his hand, and the spectators without a sword are addicted, and even do not forget to slap and shout wonderful, and the faces of those with swords are more ugly than one anotherIt is not a pity to lose the broken copper and iron that was bought for only a few taels of silver, but how can the swordsmen who spent hundreds of taels or thousands of taels to choose the most satisfactory sword be able to watch their swords being used by others? What is the difference between this and their own mother-in-law giving it to others? Taking a step back, if it is on land, it is fine, but when it comes to this river, what should I do if a sword accidentally falls into the river? Who has the ability to fish it up? This surging ginger water has long been unknown where it has been washed away.

Thinking of this, many swordsmen finally couldn't control their dissatisfaction and scolded in their hearts, and even the one-armed little old man's father and mother ancestors were brought in.

"You said that you are fucking poor and can't even afford a sword, what kind of fucking demeanor do you pretend? If you don't return the sword to Zhao, don't blame us brothers for bullying the old man. ”

"That's right, his grandmother's, Lao Tzu's sword was made by the most famous swordsmith in Chu State, and it is a magic weapon that sharpens iron like mud......"

It's just that the second half of the swordsman's words immediately came to an abrupt end, because among the thousands of swords, he saw with his own eyes that his sword broke without hesitation when it touched the dragon scale armor, and he didn't have time to make a sound, in fact, even if there was a sound after such a long time, he might not be able to hear it, the swordsman's face was flushed, and the spectators burst into laughter.

None of the thousand swords could come back "alive", because they had all been broken in the ginger water, and the one-armed little old man didn't know that he had been scolded for his bloody head, and he looked coldly at the dying dragon on the river.

"Finally kept these four slashing swords, this sword can cut Jiao once, there is absolutely no strength to cut a second time, I hope that there will be no second such demon in this ginger water." ”

The one-armed little old man waved his sleeves, and thousands of broken swords reunited together, and few of them were intact when they were scattered to the riverside.

Li Ranran, a swordsman from the South China Sea, withdrew his three flying swords, and then looked at the unsightly land immortal in front of him, and sighed a lot in his heart, Fang just fought and others didn't know, but none of the six people present knew that if Fang Cai didn't exert his strength with the one-armed little old man, they might not be able to take down Jiaolong.

"The name of the sword god is well deserved. ”

"Where did you come from, the old man is at best a martial artist who can use a sword, far less than the real swordsman hidden in your sword box. ”

The one-armed little old man retreated to the riverbank and stepped on the chain bridge, thinking that this land immortal, who had only come to Xichu in less than a year and had twice used his sword, would sigh that it was not easy to practice, and that he should not be a disaster to the world, but he only heard this old man use the means of thousands of miles of sound transmission to say.

"The old man couldn't help it, but he made the swordsmen lose a lot of swords, if he can see each other again, the old man will definitely pay in person. ”

After the one-armed little old man said these obvious words of being a thief, he was in the burning eyes of the spectators on both sides of the strait.

Pat your ass and leave?

The swordsmen couldn't help but scold him again for being so shameless when he was old, borrowing someone's sword and breaking it, just farting and flashing people, who to reason with this kind of thing? The swordsmen scolded while hurriedly going to the broken sword to find their own sword, although there is rarely a complete body, but they are still reluctant to throw it away, if they can find a swordsmith with a bit of real ability, maybe they can have a chance to restore it, the restored silver is not as good as the silver of the sword itself, so it also saves a lot of silver costs, some swordsmen may not be very short of money, but even so they are not willing to spend money that they don't have to spend, because they want to fight the sword rivers and lakes, there are really not many people who eat the north and south of the river with just one mouth.

Fortunately, these swordsmen don't have many cunning people, most of them have real temperament, they only look for their own swords, and they won't know that the sword of a few taels of silver is their own, the sword is important, and the face is sometimes very important, but the sword of half an hour and a thousand swords is finally "returned to the original owner", and there are still a lot of remnants scattered on the ground, but they are all broken copper and iron, no one claims it, and the sword of a few taels of silver is gone.

Most of the swordsmen are true temperament, they will scold if they are unhappy, and praise when they are comfortable, although they may have to paste dozens of taels of silver to recast the cost of going back and forth, but the one-armed little old man is finally not like a wild cat who borrowed a chicken, but it is still righteous, and they are not so angry in their hearts, and then think of the magical means of the one-armed little old man before, isn't that the supreme dream of the swordsmen? After thinking about it, I feel more and more sorry for the old man, if I can call him over and have a drink or two together, wouldn't it be something that can make people brag for a lifetime?

It's a pity that the one-armed little old man who was scolded by them not long ago has long since disappeared, and the corpse of the dragon on the river has gradually sunk to the bottom of the river.

"Damn this old man really came and went without a trace, he broke Lao Tzu's sword and slapped his ass and slipped away, you should come up and have a drink with Lao Tzu and apologize in person before leaving. ”

......

On the riverside, the man in white took in all these seemingly unbearable but enjoyable scoldings, and the swordsman from the South China Sea laughed dumbly, and finally just said a faint word.

"Old man, it's really the swordsman who doesn't like a swordsman the most. ”

"Do you think you are a swordsman?"