Rivers and lakes start from Shushan

Chapter 180 Encountering a Strange Man, Old Evil, Heading Westward, Two Detectives Quickly Witness the Death
A jasper brilliance flashed by, and a finger blocked the jasper brilliance.

Just in the blink of an eye, with crackling, tinkling, several crisp, muffled sounds, interlaced with sound and light.

The vegetable rice soup that Bai Zhantang brought was spilled all over the floor.

A table was shattered, and several stools had their legs broken.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is Huang Yaoshi who is known as [Dongxie]."

A jasper hole flute was taken back by the middle-aged scribe, and in his capacity, since he failed to make a move, he would not make another move.

Huang Yaoshi, known as Dongxie, a few years ago, on Donghua Mountain, a group of heroes met to seize the [Nine Yin Scriptures] that Huang Shang had comprehended from Taoist Tibetans, known as [Huashan Lunjian].

In the end, the five people stood on the majestic mountain top, and Wang Chongyang won the [Nine Yin Manual] with a better skill.

The remaining four people are also extraordinary. One of them is from Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea. He is known in the world as: Dongxie Huang Yaoshi, commonly known as Huang Laoxie.

Bai Zhantang stood in front of Tong Xiangyu, although he lowered his fingers, his body was still trembling.

It's not fear, but to resolve it, Huang Yaoshi vented his strength in the flute.

"Who are you?"

Although he didn't use all his strength and just hit casually, the young man who was able to block it really impressed him.

How can a shop assistant have such skills?

After Huang Yaoshi put away the flute, he looked at him and asked seriously.

"He is a thief saint, very powerful!"

Tong Xiangyu was talking timidly behind Bai Zhantang.

Looking at this woman, Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly, he would be impressed if he could snatch something from under his nose.

As for Stealing Saints!

Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly, pointed to Lu Qinghou who had already hid behind the pillar and said, "The silver is his."

He doesn't care about Tong Xiangyu's identity anymore, it must not be easy to drive the dignified thief to be a servant.

Now, he has something important to do, and he doesn't want to delay, so he gave Tong Xiangyu, Bai Zhantang and others a step up.

However, when Bai Zhantang turned his head and looked at Tong Xiangyu who was holding the money tightly, it seemed that this step could not go down for the time being.

He had already given face so much, but Tong Xiangyu still didn't say anything, Huang Yaoshi's eyes turned cold, and the flute slipped out of his hand.

This is just an ordinary jade stalk, but no one dares to underestimate it.

After all, he was in Huang Yaoshi's hands.

Bai Zhantang took a stance, condensing strength between his fingers, and flashing light in his eyes. He wanted to see through Huang Yaoshi's key points.

The brilliance flashed, but it was Bai Zhantang who made the first move. At that moment, he felt that there was a flaw in Huang Yaoshi's body, and his aura was intermittent.

As soon as he pointed it out, a smile appeared on his face, and he shouted "Sunflower Acupuncture Hand"!
Until he saw the contemptuous smile on the corner of Huang Yaoshi's mouth.

That's a joke, but he's already on point, just a hair's breadth away.

A tingling pain hit, Bai Zhantang quickly withdrew his finger, looked at Huang Yaoshi, with a trace of grief and anger on his face, and said: "Soft hedgehog armor, ah! My finger!"

The soft hedgehog armor is an artifact of defense, its defense power is invulnerable, and it can also defend against internal fists.

The surface of its armor is covered with barbed hooks, like a fist hitting it with a fleshy palm, it will definitely be injured by it.

Looking at the rapidly swollen fingers, Bai Zhantang screamed, his fingers connected to his heart, it was just so painful.

Looking at his own side, the seemingly highest combat power, was abolished in one fell swoop, Tong Xiangyu took two steps back, still holding the money tightly.

Maybe she is the one who wants money rather than life.

Looking at this woman, Huang Yaoshi was on guard, but he didn't act immediately. The older the world, the less courageous he was. He knew very well that in this world, he was not free to do whatever he wanted.

Not to mention the twelve on the day's list, even some people on the ground list, Huang Yaoshi had to be cautious in dealing with them.

Although, he used to be one of them, but now he has been removed from the list because of his age limit.

"The money is his!"

Looking at the woman who has no scruples and only cares about money, Huang Yaoshi felt that she was playing tricks on him.

Even if you are the jellyfish Yin Ji, and the Yihua Palace invites the moon, you can't play tricks like this.

He decided to go.

"Which vixen, seduced my old money!"

A shrew was cursing in the street, right behind Huang Yaoshi.

"My lady, don't make trouble in other people's stores. It's not their business. I'll explain it to you when I get home."

The couple quarrelling behind, the shrew swearing, walked towards Huang Yaoshi, and then slapped Huang Yaoshi.

"You old thief, blocking the way of my aunt~ ah!"

With a wave of his hand, a force was released, and the shrew behind him flew out of the store without seeing what he looked like.

Huang Yaoshi didn't look at it either, he just glanced around and said:

"When I am here to treat guests to a table?"

"Who wants to treat?"

At this time, behind Huang Yaoshi, there was a confused greeting.

He was suddenly startled. He did not fall into the state of forgetting both things and myself while practicing.

Just now, he obviously looked around, the fat rich man had already ran out of the shop, and there was no one behind him.

At this time, someone actually invaded behind him silently, Huang Yaoshi turned his head slowly.

An old man on crutches.

Very old, very old, wearing very dirty clothes, drooling appearance.

Huang Yaoshi took two steps back, leaning against the stairs.

Glancing around, the bandit saint who folded his hands and howled, looked so fake no matter how he looked at it, his swollen fingers didn't look like they were pierced by a soft hedgehog armor.

The shrew's screams from outside the store didn't feel any pain at all, and it seemed to be a fake. His blow just now seemed to have a strange pulling force.

Inside and outside the store, Huang Yaoshi only felt that he seemed to be caught in a dilemma.

Quiet, sensing all kinds of people in all directions.

The accountant who was hiding behind the pillar seemed to be the only one who didn't know how to do martial arts.

No, he felt that someone disappeared in his consciousness, it was the old man on crutches.

Taking a deep look, Huang Yaoshi pulled the little beggar who was lying on the side, and said: "I paid the silver, you old man, you can eat whatever you want here."

"You can't eat whatever you want, you have to pay for it!"

"I've already paid for it."

The little beggar was about to leave, but the little beggar was held back by the old man, Huang Yaoshi said patiently.

"Paid? I paid too?"

Huang Yaoshi didn't want to delay, so he took another piece of silver and placed it on the long table in the lobby, "Please eat as you like!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled the little beggar who was dragged by the old man, and left the Tongfu Inn.

Just gone?
Bai Zhantang looked at Huang Laoxie and left just like that. For a while, he almost forgot to cry out.

Outside the inn, shopkeeper Qian quickly protected his mother-in-law, watching Huang Yaoshi approaching vigilantly, watching him gradually go away, but he never thought of reasoning.

Snapped!
"Everyone is gone, and they are still suppressing me!"

Shopkeeper Qian was slapped up, and supported the slightly frail but domineering woman, and walked towards his house.

"Zhantang, your hand!"

Looking at Bai Zhantang's swollen fingers, Tong Xiangyu looked at it with pity, and just looked at it.

"Quick, give me a few taels of silver, and I'll go to the medical clinic to bandage it."

Just as Bai Zhantang was speaking, money was stuffed into his hand, it was the five taels of silver that caused the conflict.

This ingot of silver almost caused a battle that was enough to cause the Tongfu Inn to collapse.

Holding the silver, even Bai Zhantang's face is slightly ashamed at this moment.

However, he still grabbed the money and ran away.

"My silver!"

Lu Qinghou mourned silently in his heart behind the pillar, but touched the ingot of silver in his sleeve, he was still a little satisfied.

Always left some money behind.

It didn't take long for the inn to be tidied up, except that a table and a few stools were missing.

However, in the inn, it doesn't matter if there is one more table or one less table. Anyway, there are only so many people in the business, and they can't be satisfied.

Bai Zhantang was cracking melon seeds upstairs, drinking tea leisurely, and listening to the goings on downstairs, Tong Xiangyu went to work himself.

It's not that the business is very good, but that the handyman Guo Furong is a little lazy, and she has to supervise it herself.

Shaking the gauze wrapped around his fingers, Bai Zhantang felt very comfortable.

A group of people rushed into Qixia Town.

This group of people was very arrogant. There were about seventeen or eight people. They just rushed through the door. Before they reached the street, they suddenly fell on their backs.

About half of the people stumbled and fell on the road.

Anyway, they are all masters, and they were not killed because of the horse's fall, but they also fell down.

Bei Haishi reined in his horse, looked at the masters in the gang behind him, and glanced around coldly.

The residents of the town were watching the excitement from a distance.

"Don't go, you smashed something, don't you want to pay for it?"

The gang was called up, and a few injured horses were left to watch over them, while the rest had to get on their horses. At this moment, they were stopped.

A head catcher and a fast catcher stopped in front of them.

Bei Haishi's eyes turned cold, he glanced left and right, but still suppressed his temper, threw out a large top of gold, and said, "I'm sorry for the trouble!"

As he said that, he galloped past the two men, the policeman and the leader.

The people behind him followed suit one after another, but when the last two people were together, the horse's leg softened slightly on the way, as if it had been injured by a fall just now.

It hit the policeman on the side.

"Take care of my seventh uncle!"

An angry shout.

Yan Xiaoliu looked at the master who was pinned down by the horse, with red eyes, and rushed forward. The last horse had already rushed over. If you can't stop the horse, you are about to step on the head catcher.

If you step on it, unless the head catcher has practiced some hard skills, otherwise, he may be trampled to death!

"You are looking for death!"

Horseman on horseback, roar!
Bei Haishi had already gone far away, but when he turned around and saw this scene, he flew back suddenly, pushed out his palm, and slapped it on the belly of the fallen horse.

Amidst the neighing sound, the horse flew up.

He was looking at another policeman who was pressed down by a horse, but nothing happened, because he used the scabbard to support the horse.

The beads of sweat on Bei Haishi's forehead were definitely not due to exhaustion of strength over and over again, but because of fear!
Just now, he suddenly remembered the origin of [Seven Heroes Town], and he really felt that fleeting killing intent.

"Cough! Cough! I have offended you so much, please forgive me."

An ingot of gold was stuffed into the hand of the catcher who was lying on the ground, and after checking, the catcher only had his foot crushed, and there was no other major damage.

Luck made true energy, bone-setting recovery, and he stopped shortly after. Looking around, Bei Haishi stood up and cupped his fists, and said: "Cough! Cough! Cough! If you offend me, my brother will be dealt with by Your Excellency." gone."

Pointing at the man whose horse was slapped away by his palm, Bei Haishi left straight away.

Lao Xing is still at a loss, and Yan Xiaoliu who is not far away is also at a loss, what should we do?
Seeing the man who was coughing up blood, Yan Xiaoliu got up, leaned closer, and asked, "Say, where are you from?"

The man glanced at the little catcher, smiled bitterly, and then said: "Cough! In Changle, I helped Jingxiang Funiu to sub-rule the helm master. I offended the two of you, so I will make an apology!"

He spat out blood, he said plainly, then he raised his palm and slapped it on his chest, and spat out Yan Xiaoliu's head and face with another mouthful of blood.

"This this!"

Yan Xiaoliu felt the taste of blood in his mouth, needless to say the fear in his heart, he didn't know what to do.

"Changle Gang?"

Lao Xing dragged his legs and approached, and heard the last words of the man who committed suicide. Seeing Yan Xiaoliu's distressed appearance, he hesitated for a moment, took out a few copper coins, and said, "Masters, help me and send this man to the Go to the yamen."

Someone died!
Those who watched the fun had already retreated far away.

Hearing Lao Xing's call, a few young men came, one of them took a copper coin from Lao Xing's hand, and another brought a mat, wrapped him up, and carried him to the county government office.

Bei Haishi didn't care about this at all, he approached Tongfu Inn.

He didn't go to the Tongfu Inn, but looked at the corner of the street where a beggar was lying on the ground.

"Bei, I have a question to ask. Where did Master Motian and the boy he brought with him go?"

As he spoke, he took out a silver coin and put it in the beggar's bowl.

"Shu Mountain."

The beggar lying on the ground didn't even open his eyes, he just muttered a word, which Bei Haishi also heard.

His face changed. A year ago, this was just a collective name for a region. Now, it is already a name that shakes the world.

On the bank of Luoshui River, the reputation of banished immortals is legendary.

In a corner of the divine capital, one sword can suppress the four evils.

This is a story told by a storyteller in a restaurant on the road.

Adapted from real people and real events, so far, people in the world know that the reputation of the Sword Emperor is worthy of the name, and the name of the Banished Immortal is well-deserved.

For a time, the 18-year silence was only for a moment of contention.

What has been hidden from the world for thousands of years, just for the return of the exiled immortal.

Yang Ke's life experience, the secrets of Shushan, and many versions were told from the mouths of those storytellers.

What ancient sword fairy, what wine sword fairy, all kinds of secrets of the Shushan School were revealed one by one.

All of a sudden, the name of the Shushan School was no less than that of Shaolin Wudang, not to mention the Central Plains, even Koryo and Japan, there were swordsmen on their way to visit Shushan.

To go there!
Cough, cough, cough!
Bei Haishi coughed violently, and the beggars on the ground were all rolling over at this moment, and they were about a zhang away from him.

(End of this chapter)