Movie martial arts

Chapter 392
It's almost dusk.

This is a very lively city, the streets are crowded with all kinds of people, men, women, old and young, those who support the elderly, those who hold babies...

Most people look happy because they are wearing clean clothes, comfortable shoes after a hard day's work, and have some money in their pockets from savings from frugality, so they have You can enjoy your leisure time to your heart's content.

Others have never known the hard work of work, and naturally they don't know the fun of leisure, so they seem a little listless.

A person who does not work hard but only seeks harvest will never be happy.

On both sides of this street, there are all kinds of shops, some selling groceries, some selling tea, some selling clothes, and some selling pollen. Most of the shops display their best products to attract people. the eyes of passers-by.

They are also looking at passers-by on the road with the same look as passers-by looking at goods. Passers-by are interested in their goods, but they are interested in passers-by's purses.

These people looked at each other and smiled at each other. Most of them knew each other. There was only one person who was completely unfamiliar here, and that was Hangeul. Don't care, because his interest is not in this city.

His interest lies in these people.When he came back from the vast desert where there were no people for thousands of miles, seeing these kind, cheerful, and kind people again made him happier than anything else.

The busiest place in this bustling city is this street, and the busiest place on this street is this restaurant. I chose this place and sat by the window facing the street, looking at the bustling crowds on the street downstairs, looking at the people smile and listen to people's breathing.

He just sat and watched like this for an indeterminate amount of time. The table was already full of tin jugs, and the jugs were all empty.

This damned world... In an unfamiliar place, even if he wanted to find a master to fight against him, it would be very difficult. After all, Shi Guanyin really disappointed him. He could only find someone else, another master.

He poured himself a drink, thinking a lot, suddenly Han Wen turned his head away, because a young man in Tsing Yi was walking towards him.

This young man was sitting on the table next to him. He is not only handsome, but also looks very refined and delicate. Although the clothes he wears are not very gorgeous, they are well tailored and made of noble materials. Obviously a well-educated family member.

Such a person, no matter where he goes, will definitely attract attention, not to mention he has a very beautiful wife beside him.

Han Wen has already noticed the couple. While he was drinking, the couple were also drinking. Although their drinking was surprising, the couple drank a lot. The husband drank a lot. At that time, his wife was able to accompany him, and I felt a little envious in my heart.

Now this young man left his wife and came over. Han Wenzheng didn't know what he was doing, but the young man in green shirts had already walked up to him, clasped his fists and smiled and said, "I didn't dare to come here to disturb my brother's drinking pleasure, but seeing Xiongtai is such a good drinker, but he can't help but come here to ask for advice, but I hope you don't want to blame Xiongtai."

People who love to gamble, even if they lose all their trousers, they still like others to say that they gamble well and well; people who love to drink, and there is no one who does not like people to say that they hold a good amount of alcohol.What's more, this young man himself has a good capacity for alcohol, so it is naturally more enjoyable to hear such words from his mouth.

Han Wen smiled and said, "If you really want to drink, why don't you move over?"

The young man in the green shirt was stunned, clapped his palms and said with a smile: "That's right!"

After all, the young man in green shirt came here with his wife. Although Han Wen is not a person who can easily make friends with others, he is not a weird and withdrawn person, not to mention the young couple. willing to be close to them.

This young man is not only good-mannered, good at drinking, but also eloquent. His wife's brows are light, without makeup, and she is even more beautiful without the slightest smoke.It's just that there always seems to be three points of melancholy between the brows, and the complexion is abnormally pale, as if he is sick, and the illness is not serious.

But this morbid beauty is the most charming.Out of ten people in the restaurant, nine were staring at her.As long as she rolls her eyes, the eyes of the four men will straighten. If anyone still doesn't look at her, that person must be too drunk to know anything.

The young man in green clothes didn't care at all. Instead of being angry when others looked at his wife like this, he seemed very happy instead.The strangest thing is that although the husband and wife look very gentle and delicate, even fragile, their eyes are full of divine light, as bright as autumn water.

Han Wen knew that only people with profound internal skills would have such eyes, and the husband and wife were undoubtedly extremely skilled in martial arts.But no matter what they say or do, they don't have the slightest quack air. No matter how you look at it, they definitely don't look like people in the martial arts.

Han Wen couldn't help but find these two people more and more interesting.Naturally, it is inconvenient for him to look too closely at other people's wives, but at this moment the young man is in a daze, wondering what he is thinking, his wife is also coughing softly with her head down, the light slantingly shines on her face. face.

Han Wen's gaze fell on her face at the same time as the light.This is an almost flawless face, the contours and lines of the face are as perfect as a carefully carved one.But there was something missing from this beautiful face.

Looking from Hanwen's direction, it happened that her eyebrows could be clearly seen, but she had no eyebrows, and her eyebrows were completely painted on.

Hanwen squinted his eyes, "thrushbird"!Could this beautiful young woman be a thrush?
At this moment, the bodies of the girls in the Secret Valley suddenly appeared in front of Han Wen again. Everyone died so badly, and everyone had their eyebrows cut off... Could it be because she has no eyebrows herself? , so every time she kills a woman, she shaves off their eyebrows?
Han Wen only glanced at it, and immediately raised his head. The young man in green shirt had already raised his glass to him with a smile. Han Wen also raised his glass and said with a smile: "These three pots of wine have gone down. Your Excellency is a good drinker! Good drinkers, stay away." Its name, may I ask Your Excellency your name?"

The young man in green shirt cupped his hands and said with a smile, "I dare not be your last name! Little brother Li Yuhan..."

Before he finished speaking, the young woman raised her glass and said with a smile, "Why didn't you ask me my name? Is it because I am a woman? Or is it because women should not have names after they are married?" ?”

Han Wen was slightly surprised, and said with a smile: "It seems that I should punish myself three cups."

Li Yuhan said with a smile: "Liu has no eyebrows, you two don't look at her as weak, but in fact, not only does she have the same temper as a man, she will never lose to a man in a fight."

Han Wen smiled and said, "Oh! Unexpectedly, your honor is still a hero among women."

Liu Wumei said with a smile: "Actually, I even had the same name as a man, but when I was young, I had a serious illness. Although I didn't die, my eyebrows fell out... My eyebrows are painted on now, don't you? Can't you see it?"

Han Wen thought that she must try her best to hide this matter, but she actually said it herself, Han Wen couldn't help feeling very surprised.

I just heard Li Yuhan say: "Now it's my turn to ask you two names."

Han Wen pursed his lips and said, "My surname is Han..."

Before he finished speaking, at this moment, a person suddenly rushed over, pointed at Han Wen and shouted: "Everyone, can you see that this is Han Wen who is famous all over the world! Sword God Han Wen! Everyone is lucky to be able to Seeing the true face of the Sword God, everyone should stand up and have a drink."

His voice is like a seller of dog skin plaster, and when he yelled so straight, all the drinkers in the building were taken aback. Although some people didn't know who Han Wen was, as long as he was running around in the rivers and lakes, People who know some recent trends in Jianghu can't help but change their faces when they hear the name Hanwen.

The most surprised person was naturally Hangeul himself.

I saw this man in a blue shirt and gray trousers, the trousers were wrapped with black cloth, but he opened his clothes, and a piece of money plaster was stuck on his left temple. He seemed to be a standard hooligan. Let's go, there was a sneer on the corner of Han Wen's mouth, his palms were grasping, and the man flew upside down involuntarily.

Han Wen grabbed his arm and asked slowly, "What's your name, friend? How could you recognize Han?"

The man still wanted to break free from his hand, but with Han Wen's light force, he was already in pain, and beads of sweat were dripping from his head. He grinned and said, "The little one is just a plaster seller, how can he recognize the sword god Han Wen?" Master Jianghu, this is just because someone gave the little guy ten taels of silver and asked the little guy to come here and make a fuss."

Han Wen knew that what he said was true, because with his little ability, it was impossible to know himself, not to mention that his reputation was not obvious. As for the so-called "Sword God", where did he start?Frowning, he asked, "Who gave you ten taels of silver and told you to come?"

The big man said with a bitter face: "The man said he was a friend of Han Wen, and the villain didn't see his appearance clearly."

Han Wen pulled him over with a smile, and said, "Are you blind?"

The big man said: "He dragged the little man into a dark corner, with the light behind his back, the little man only saw a bird cage in his hand, and there seemed to be a thrush in the cage."

Han Wen remained calm and murmured: "Thrush? It's a thrush again!" , After finishing speaking, he smiled and said: "Yes, that person is my friend, he is joking with me, you go!"

Let go of your hand, and the big man fled downstairs like a quick smoke.

Li Yuhan seemed to be stunned as well, and then he let out a long breath, clapped his hands and said, "Meier Meier, did you hear that? The sword god Hanwen, who was promoted by Master Tianfeng as the world's number one swordsman, is sitting in the seat right now. You are in front of him, and you still don’t offer him a toast.”

Liu Wumei smiled and said: "Of course I want to toast, I'm afraid Mr. Han can't drink anymore."

Li Yuhan said: "Can't drink anymore? Why?"

Liu Wumei said: "If you are stared at by so many pairs of eyes, can you still drink?" She smiled at Chu Liuxiang again, and said: "So Mr. Han, you don't need to accompany me anymore We, if you want to leave, we will never blame you."

Master Tianfeng?Han Wen frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something, and slowly stood up and said: "Han was unwilling to leave, but now... I have to say goodbye now. People are afraid of being famous, but pigs are afraid of being strong. People are famous for their right and wrong? Maybe. !”

As soon as he walked downstairs, even Han Wen himself sighed. He has seen so many women, but he has never seen a woman like Liu Wumei. She is beautiful, and... ...And she is bold, charming, and considerate. She is so considerate to herself, knowing that she can't sit still, she immediately lets herself go, let alone her husband.

This is indeed rare!rare?No!It's not just rare, there is no other woman like her in the world, some women have many advantages, but women are women, every woman has some problems more or less, some are long-winded, Some put on airs, some were cold as ice, and some were too flirtatious. Some forbade their husbands to drink, but they were desperately jealous.

She has all the advantages of a woman, but she has none of the problems of a woman, and she has all the advantages of a man, but she is an out-and-out woman. This... he, Han, really knows how to move his heart!
After thinking about it, he had already found a clean inn and settled for a clean room.The moonlight shines on the sycamore trees in front of the window, and the autumn is already very strong. I don’t know where the fragrance of osmanthus wafts, which seems to lull people into dreams.

Such a starry night, such a moonlit night, Han Wen looked at the bright moon outside the window, and said leisurely: "The sweet-scented osmanthus is so fragrant, I am afraid that the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed without knowing it..."

At this moment, a burst of noisy voices came over.

Then, a person shouted: "Does the sword god live here? Yao Changhuat is here to visit."

Han Wen frowned, and murmured to himself: "It turns out that the thrush bird made people shout in that restaurant to cause trouble for me, Mr. Han."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large group of people broke into the courtyard.

Some of these people were holding lanterns in their hands, some were actually holding wine jars, some were drunk, and some were sleepy, as if they had just been pulled out of bed.

The person walking in the front, with long arms and legs, black and thin, rushed to the window in three or two steps, rolled his eyes, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Which one is Mr. Han? This is Yao Changhua, who is The lay disciples of Shaolin sect have now opened a small bodyguard agency here, and they have admired Mr. Han's name for a long time. Since Mr. Han is here, if he does not allow him to be a landlord, he will look down on him too much."

This man spoke urgently and quickly, like a cannonball, and when he said the words "Shaolin sect", his black face was full of complacency.

Han Wen has always been extremely annoying when dealing with such pretentious people. Shaolin disciples...are they amazing?However, he wanted to see what these people wanted to do.

I just heard everyone chatting about what to say: "I have admired Mr. Han's name for a long time! I am so happy to see Mr. Han today..."

Han Wen sneered repeatedly, rolled his eyeballs, and said lightly: "Ms. Han came to the precious land for the first time, how dare you work hard to come here to see me? I don't know who you are?"

Yao Changhua, a disciple of Shaolin sect, hurriedly continued: "I will introduce some friends for Mr. Han... This Mao Jianguang, known as "Shenquan Invincible Great Escort", this Zhao Dahai..."

He said a dozen or so names in one breath, among which were either "Shenquan" or "Shenjian", or "Invincible" or "Weizhen".

Looking at the faces of these people, and hearing these famous nicknames, Han Wen almost laughed his teeth off, shook his head in a subtle way, and held back his smile: "Everyone, what advice do you have for coming here this time? "

Zhao Dahai hurriedly said: "I have been admiring the reputation of the sword god for a long time. Not only is the swordsmanship unrivaled in the world, but also the lightness kungfu is invincible in the world. He is also the best in the world. This time, if we have the opportunity, everyone wants to respect Mr. Han."

"Okay! Then--drink!" Han Wen turned and went back to the room. These people were stunned for a long time, and then followed up awkwardly. People with swords are so arrogant, it's true.

The wine had just been put on the table, and before it could be drunk, at this moment, a "hoo" was heard, and something black and flickering flew in from the window, bringing a strong wind, shaking the window to "squeak" ringing.

Everyone ran away in shock, this thing fell on the table with a "bang", shaking everything on the table into the air, it turned out to be a big goldfish bowl placed in the yard.

This goldfish tank weighed at least three to five hundred catties, but at this moment, someone threw it in from the window, and it landed on the table impartially, and the water in the tank did not splash out at all. People were surprised, and everyone couldn't help but look out the window.

The sky is full of stars, the moonlight is like water, and the sycamore trees in the yard are as if they have been washed by water, green and green, but there are two more figures under the sycamore trees.

I don't know when these two people came?Where did it come from?Both of them were wearing black robes, but each wore a mask.

The mask worn by the short one is crying with his mouth wide open, while the mask worn by the tall one is smiling with his mouth curled up. The two masks are crying and laughing, one is blue and the other is white. It may be funny in daylight, but Looking at it in this quiet night, it seemed indescribably weird.
The evening wind blew past, blowing the black robes of the two of them flying, and blowing a burst of cold air into the window. Yao Changhua couldn't help shivering, and said, "This...these two are also Mr. Han. friends?"

Han Wen shook his head and said, "No."

Yao Changhua said in shock: "Then who are these two people?"

Han Wen grinned, and said jokingly: "Why did you ask me? You are a dignified Shaolin sect and the landlord here. If there are people with unknown origins on the ground, how could you not know?"

Yao Changhua straightened his chest, and wanted to put on airs of a Shaolin disciple, but when he looked up, four eyes from the window were looking at him coldly, as cold as knives.

The man wearing the smiley face smiled and said slowly: "I didn't expect there are Shaolin disciples here. I'm disrespectful. I'm disrespectful."

While talking in his mouth, he picked up a brick from the ground and put it between his palms. When he said "disrespect, disrespect", the brick suddenly fell "suddenly", and it was full of dust. one place.The brick was pinched lightly between his two hands, and it was already shattered.

The kung fu on the palm was revealed, not to mention that Yao Changhua and others were already pale with fright, even Han Wen showed a look of interest.

The man with the crying face said sadly: "I have heard for a long time that Shaolin Shenquan is invincible in the world, would my friend come out and teach me some moves?"

The man spoke in a strange way, as if he was actually crying.

Yao Changhua gasped and said, "I... I'm next..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly fell on Zhao Dahai's body, his legs were so weak that he couldn't even stand up.Mao Jianguang took a look at Han Wen, and suddenly braved up, and said loudly: "Which way is your friend? Don't you know who lives here?"

The man with a crying face asked, "Who is it?"

The person with the smiling face laughed loudly and said, "It seems that they are just a few rats who can only talk big and bully people."

Mao Jianguang blushed and said, "It's better to keep your mouth clean, my friend. Do you know Mr. Han, the sword god who is all over the world?"

The man with a crying face said: "I am looking for Mr. Han today. As long as I am his friend, I will count them all. It has nothing to do with him. It is best to stand aside."

As he spoke, he gently stroked the tree trunk. When he said the last sentence, the leaves of the phoenix tree on the tree suddenly fell like raindrops.

The people in the room seemed to be being driven with a whip, and with a "sudden pull", they all scattered to the two sides, leaving only Han Wen standing in the middle.

Mao Jianguang smiled and said: "We have nothing to do with Korean, we don't even recognize it, do we?"

Others immediately apologized and said, "I don't even know... who is Hangeul?"

The person wearing a crying face said coldly: "It really is a group of rats."

The man with a smiling face said: "Since that's the case, please come out, Mr. Han!"

Han Wen suddenly walked up to Mao Jianguang, and said with a smile: "Mao Dashi, you and I have been friends for many years, won't you help me?"

Mao Jianguang's lips turned white, and he tremblingly said: "You... who are you, I don't know you at all, how can you spout blood?"

Han Wen smiled and said, "Since you don't recognize me, I will return this glass of wine to you!"

He raised his wine glass and slowly poured the wine on Mao Jian's bald head. Mao Jianguang was so frightened that he didn't even dare to hide.

Han Wen laughed and said, "It seems you should change your name. It would be better to call you Big Whore Customer."

Amidst the laughter, he had gone out through the window.

The two people outside also flew out immediately, flew out of the wall in a flash, and disappeared into the darkness in a flash, their lightness kung fu was surprisingly high.

Han Wen hangs far behind them, not chasing after them. He even took out the book that Li Hongxiu wrote for him from his bosom with great interest, and flipped through it. But the palm strength of these two people is extremely feminine, very similar to Nanzong's "Golden Silk Palm", but Fang Xianke is the only one who can practice the Golden Silk Palm to this level in the past 30 years.

Flipping through the book, Han Wen was a little confused again, but Fang Xianke only had one hand, so how could it be these two people?
On his side, he was reading a book, but his movement skills did not stop at all, and the two people in front of them also did not stop their movement skills at all, the energy in their hearts was sufficient, it seemed that they were not inferior to him.

I saw the scenery on both sides becoming more and more desolate. There seemed to be a little will-o'-the-wisp fluttering in the wind in the distance, and it seemed to be in a deserted tomb.

Han Wen frowned with some annoyance, and muttered: "It's another cemetery. Why do they always bring me to the cemetery every time someone wants to fight with me? That's right! If they want to ask me to drink, they will naturally bring me to the cemetery. Go to the restaurant, but they want my life now, so naturally it is most convenient to go to the cemetery, kill it, and bury it on the spot? Hehehe..."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and a little will-o'-the-wisp came.

Arriving here, the moonlight also seems to be desolate. The bleak moonlight shines on the graveyards overgrown with weeds. From time to time, there are wails of wild dogs in the distance, like the cry of a ghost, but worse than the cry of a ghost. It was ugly, and Hu Tiehua gradually felt that he couldn't laugh anymore.

The two men in black had already stopped among the mass graves, looking at him coldly, Han Wen also slowed down and walked over step by step.

I saw four small coffins set up beside the grave mound, and the coffins were still covered with haystacks. The man wearing a crying face pointed to the coffins and said, "Please."

Han Wen's complexion remained unchanged, his mind was natural, and he said with a smile, "If this coffin was prepared for me, it would be too small."

The man wearing the smiling face smiled gracefully and said, "Wouldn't it be just right if I cut you in half?"

Han Wen also imitated him and said with a giggle: "Your figure is about the same as mine, and this coffin fits you very well."

The man with the crying face pointed towards the coffin and said, "Please sit down."

Han Wen said with a smile, "No wonder the business of the coffin shop is booming recently. It turns out that some people use coffins as stools."

Seeing that Chu Liuxiang had already sat down, he had no choice but to sit down.

The three people actually occupied a coffin each, facing each other, sitting in the grave.

Han Wen smiled slightly and said, "I don't know the surnames of the two Gaos? What do you mean? Is there any festival with me?"

He asked three sentences in a row, but the other party didn't even reply.

The man with the crying face suddenly waved his hand and said, "Put the wine on."

Han Wen was startled, then laughed and said, "Did the two invite us to drink?"

The man with a crying face said: "It's a pity that there is nothing good in this place to honor the two of you."

As soon as this sentence was finished, two people walked out from behind the chaotic grave, also wearing black robes and mysterious masks on their faces.

The two were actually carrying a coffin in their hands.

The coffin was much bigger, and the two men in black carried the coffin between the three of them, bowed and saluted, then turned and walked into the random grave.

It was as if Ben had walked out of a barren grave.

The man with the crying face stretched out his hand to point to the coffin and said, "Please."

Han Wen said: "Please? Please what?"

The man with a crying face said: "Please eat."

Hu Tiehua was stunned, frowned and said, "Are you two going to invite me to eat dead people?"

The man wearing a crying face said coldly: "When we get to this place, what would we eat if we don't eat dead people?"

Han Wen was startled again, giggled and said, "It's interesting, it's really interesting."

His laughter stopped suddenly, and he saw that the person with the smiling face had already stretched his hand into the coffin, and there was a "click", as if something had been snapped off.

When he stretched out his hand, he was already holding a bloody arm. He lifted the mask upwards, bit off a large piece of the arm with a "click", and laughed loudly: "Please, please, this man is dead!" It hasn't been long, and it's still very fresh."

He smiled and chewed, blood trickling down the corner of his mouth.

Han Wen didn't change his expression, but actually put his hand into the coffin, and with a "click" he pulled out a bloody arm.

Then, there was another "click", and he actually bit off a large piece of this arm, and saw blood flowing down the corner of his mouth. He also smiled and said: "This person is really fresh and tastes good." Great, really good!"

Hearing this, the two men in black suddenly burst into laughter, and the man with the crying face smiled like a silver bell and said, "I knew this could not fool Mr. Han."

Amidst the laughter, dozens of lanterns were suddenly raised from all around, illuminating a deserted tomb like daytime... That "bloody arm" was nothing more than a white lotus root with brown sugar juice poured on it, even in this gloomy place... Beside Sen's grave, under the cold moonlight, Han Wen's eyes can't be fooled, let alone his nose is not bad.

Han Wen remained calm and said slowly: "You two! Don't you want to show your true colors?"

The person with the smiling face took off the mask and said with a big laugh, "My little brother is really ridiculous, but I hope Mr. Han will forgive me."

This person has delicate features, but it is actually his new friend Li Yuhan.The person wearing the crying face is naturally Liu Wumei.

Han Wen chuckled, nodded and said: "Interesting and interesting, this is really very interesting. I have never encountered such an interesting thing in my life. You two really have two skills."

Liu Wumei said with a smile: "I know that Mr. Han must be entangled by those villains and cannot escape, so I came up with this method to relieve Mr. Han's boredom and make him happy."

Han Wen smiled and clapped his hands and said: "It's wonderful, it's really wonderful, it's wonderful in the world, it's wonderful in ancient and modern times, I'm afraid there is no one else in the world who can come up with this idea! It's really good, I'm in a good mood much better!"

Li Yuhan said with a smile: "But no matter how brilliant her idea is, she still can't hide it from Mr. Han."

Han Wen said with a leisurely smile: "The martial arts have reached a certain level. To be honest, I still envy other people. Because of this, I will lose a lot of fun, and I will never be as happy as others..."

There are not only lotus roots in the coffin, but also fresh oranges, fresh water chestnuts, melons, and fragrant fruits. This is really suitable for Han Wen’s stomach full of too much wine and meat. Besides, these fruits are not precious. , but in this kind of place and this kind of season, it is probably more precious than a bear's paw. It can be seen that the host is not only considerate and thoughtful, but also very generous.

Han Wen raised his wine slightly and said with a smile, "Although I've done a lot of ridiculous things in my life, it's really the first time in my life to drink on a coffin in a cemetery."

Li Yuhan hurriedly said: "Does Mr. Han feel a little unhappy?"

Han Wen said: "Unhappy? I feel very happy. Compared with this place, the small room in the inn is as stuffy as a coffin. Compared with the Xian couple, those big escorts are like a group of living ghosts."

Liu Wumei smiled and said: "Although I was wearing a crying face at that time, I almost couldn't help laughing out loud when I heard you change the nickname for that great escort."

Han Wen chuckled and said, "If I had known Madam Liu could hear me, I wouldn't have dared to say that."

After a pause, he suddenly said: "Everyone in Jianghu knows that there are three great families in martial arts today, with a long history and a great reputation, none of them are inferior to the three major gangs or the seven major factions, and each family has generations. The secrets of martial arts handed down are enough to compete with Shaolin's Luohan Shenquan and Wudang's Liangyi swordsmanship, but the children of these three families all abide by the family rules and rarely walk around in the rivers and lakes."

He suddenly started talking about the current situation of martial arts, the two of them didn't know how to intervene, so they could only listen.

While flipping through the book, Han Wen said: "In the past few decades, these three major martial arts families have produced a large number of talents. Although they don't often walk around the rivers and lakes, the occasional appearance of the dragon, what they do must be enough to shock the world. For example... Nangong Ping of the "Nangong Family" once wiped out the Eighteen Taihang Villages in one night in the past, and made the Taihang bandits who had been rampant for 40 years never recover from a fall."

Li Yuhan smiled and said: "This is already 50 years ago. The handsome young master of Nangong in the past has also become a fairy ten years ago. In the past 30 to [-] years..."

Han Wen continued: "In the past 30 or 31 years, the most sensational event in the martial arts world is Li Guanyu from the 'Yongcui Villa', senior Li, who invited 81 of the world's most famous sword-testing stones in Jianchi Swordsman, making tea and trying swordsmanship, but old man Li, with an ancient Yuchang sword and nine-nine 31-hand Lingfeng swordsmanship, convinced [-] famous swordsmen and became the number one swordsman in the world. Now, I really want to be recognized Those who do good things are called the number one swordsman in the world..."

"Master Tianfeng is the Taishan Beidou of martial arts. Naturally, no one dares to refute what he said. Mr. Han is polite! Thinking about it, Mr. Han's swordsmanship has already shocked the ghosts!" Li Yuhan said slowly, not knowing what to say Is it true or false.

Han Wenxiang didn't hear it, closed the book, nodded and said: "Yes! That's right, although the martial arts of the three great aristocratic families have their own merits, but in the past 30 years, Gusu Haibi Mountain and 'Yongcui Villa' are still the best. "

He smiled slightly, then turned to Li Yuhan suddenly, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is a handsome young man with high martial arts skills, which is rare in the world. If Han guesses correctly, he must be a child of 'Yongcui Villa'."

Li Yuhan showed a look that really couldn't be hidden, and cupped his hands and said: "I'm ashamed, my little brother is ignorant and incompetent, and he has really let down the old reputation of the family."

Han Wen was slightly surprised, and said: "Your Excellency is too modest, I don't know what to call Your Excellency and Li Guanyu, Senior Li?"

Li Yuhan said solemnly: "It's my father."

Han Wen laughed loudly and said, "No wonder the virtuous couple are so attractive. The children of the martial arts family are really extraordinary."

Li Yuhan said with a smile: "There are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the coquettish for decades, not only the reputation of 'Yongcui Villa' has long been ruined by unworthy children like me, even my father has not dared to claim to be the world for a long time. The number one swordsman."

He didn't wait for Han Wen to speak, and hurriedly said: "The old swordsmen who used to make tea and try their swords in Lu Yu's tea pavilion next to the sword pond have mostly withered, but the new swordsmen in the rivers and lakes are better than their predecessors. According to my father It seems that among the famous masters in the world today, in terms of swordsmanship alone, Xue Daxia, the man in Xue Yi, is the number one in the world!"

Han Wen now has the title of the world's number one swordsman, but he says Xue Yi is the world's number one talent!

Han Wen remained calm and said with a smile: "That's just the intention of senior Li to reward the backward. Although Han has also heard that the swordsmanship of this Xueyi man is fantastic and magnificent, but no matter the experience, the level of fire, the comparison Compared with Senior Li, it is undoubtedly far worse, why should you be too modest, although modesty is a virtue, but if it is too modest, it will be fake."

Li Yuhan sighed for a long time, and said sadly: "Mr. Han doesn't know something. Unfortunately, my father contracted an incurable disease many years ago, and he has been sick all year round. He hasn't lifted a sword for ten years."

Han Wen was startled and sighed.

After a while, Li Yuhan smiled and said: "Taking it as a sword alone, although I recommend Xue Yiren, that was a long time ago! If we talk about today's martial arts, Mr. Han is more famous!"

Han Wen shook his head and said with a smile, "Although I'm good, don't think too highly of me. I'm not as humble as you think!"

Li Yuhan smiled and said: "As for the most sensational event in the martial arts in recent years, it is naturally that Mr. Han and Chu Xiangshuai broke the conspiracy of Nangong Ling and Wuhua, and saved the Qing Dynasty between Shaolin and the Beggar Gang. Yu, in the battle at the Putian Shaolin Temple, Wu Hua didn't even have the strength to resist in the hands of Mr. Han, and he won the debate with Master Tianfeng, beating Shi Guanyin with his sword...Mr. Han deserves the name of the sword god!"

"Oh? Then what do you want to do now?" Han Wen slowly raised his eyes and looked at the couple.

Liu Wumei said: "So we really want to invite Mr. Han to the 'Yongcui Mountain Villa' to make a ten-day drink in the plain. The Lu Yu tea well there is known as the third spring in the world. The tea is excellent, and the wine is also good."

Han Wen narrowed his eyes, and said: "I have heard that the 'Yongcui Villa' is backed by mountains and facing water, and has a beautiful scenery. I have long wanted to go there for a stroll, so that I can see the demeanor of the world's number one swordsman... But, but I don't have time! I'm looking for someone!"

"Who?" Li Yuhan asked.

Han Wen said slowly: "I owe that girl a favor! Now she is missing, at least I need to rescue her, right? I think there are three girls in total, one of whom is very familiar with today's martial arts. The martial arts are also dabbled in..."

The sky is high and the air is crisp, and three gorgeous carriages are running on the Linyin Avenue.

In the front carriage, there seemed to be no one in the carriage, but there were six big men in quick suits, astride the shaft, all of them had fierce expressions and sharp eyesight, and they were all masters of the world at a glance.This kind of people can actually be other people's domestic slaves, so it's natural to imagine what their masters are like.

In the last car, from time to time, there were charming voices of warblers and swallows, but it was a pity that the windows were closed so tightly that no one could see the faces of the people in the car.

The carriage in the middle is the most spacious and the most gorgeous. Although the windows are open, they are hung with bamboo curtains. Occasionally, there will be a low-pitched laughter from the curtains. It is the voice of Han Wen-- Hearing Li Hongxiu It's in Yongcui Villa, how could he not go back with Li Yuhan?
This carriage is made spacious and comfortable, so that people will not feel the pain of the journey.

After driving for a day, they returned to the Central Plains. There were more and more carriages on the road. When they saw these three carriages, everyone naturally looked sideways at them.

(End of this chapter)