Great Dao Ji

The knife is very fast.

Killing without blood.

"Chivalrous Knife"

An Qisheng's eyes lit up slightly, this sword skill is not bad.

The faces of the people drinking with Liu Sandao were extremely ugly.

"Although you guys are working with Liu Sandao, you have no bad record, so go ahead."

Yun Dongliu glanced at those people lightly:

"Take Liu Sandao away with you, don't dirty other people's taverns."

"Master Yun! Of course we dare not question whether what you said is true or not. However, whether Liu Sange sat down or not, we brothers will investigate on our own!"

A short man held a knife in his hand with an ugly expression on his face:

"If this is really the case, I won't say much. If this is untrue or there is another secret, don't blame my brothers for going to the Xiayi Sect to seek justice from the Xia Prince!"

After saying that, several people bent down to pick up Liu Sandao's body, turned and left the tavern.

"Who doesn't know that every time the Chivalry Sect is dispatched, they will definitely investigate everything?"

"Otherwise, these people are just talking about the situation. If they really have a deep brotherhood, they will not sit back and watch Liu Sandao be killed."

"Yun Da Xia"

A few people retreated, and the third floor of Yangxiao Hall suddenly became lively again.

Many people came to toast with wine glasses.

Everyone who came to Yundongliu was not refused, and everyone drank it down, and received a round of applause.

"You all understand my feelings, but there are other guests here, so it's better not to make too much noise."

Yun Dongliu spoke softly, his voice calm, but it suppressed the noise in the whole place.

As soon as he spoke, others naturally did not dare to refute his words and sat down one after another.

"When I entered the city today, Yun saw a fool begging for food on the roadside. After asking, I learned that he was the son of Zhao Hongxuan, a squire in this city. He didn't want his family to fall into disgrace. His eldest brother was killed and his parents died. He responded. The family property was also misappropriated by domestic slaves, which can be described as miserable.”

Yundongliu walked a few steps, came to the window sill, cupped his hands slightly and said:

"Old Taoist Priest, you are the master of Yangxiao Hall. You must have lived here for a long time. Have you ever heard of this matter?"

"The Zhao family."

An Qisheng put down his teacup and said slowly:

"Half of the city in Nanliang belongs to Zhao. Naturally, the old Taoist has heard about the affairs of the Zhao family."

"So, I would like to ask the old Taoist priest a few questions."

Yundong Liu opened his mouth and said.

An Qisheng raised his eyelids:

"Is it the same question as asking Liu Sandao?"

"The Taoist priest was joking."

Yun Dongliu shook his head and said:

"After entering the city, Yun also asked a few people to inquire. I heard that the Zhao family has a bad reputation in Nanliang City, right?"

"Indeed."

An Qisheng's arm was on the table and he glanced at Yun Dongliu with interest:

"In the past few decades, the Zhao family has invaded other people's fields and many shops, and offended many people overtly and covertly. This can be seen from the fact that after their defeat, no family or servants were left."

"This is considered karma."

Yun Dongliu sighed softly:

"The Zhao family is poisoning the countryside. Even if that person has not done anything evil, all the food and clothing he needs comes from the flesh and blood of others who have been robbed and plundered. He deserves to suffer this calamity."

Yundongliu remained silent.

What exactly this matter is about needs to be investigated slowly, and one family cannot listen to everything they say.

"The old Taoist thought that Daxia Yun wanted to avenge him."

An Qisheng smiled slightly.

"The Taoist priest was joking."

Yundongliu waved his hand:

"Master teaches us that everything must be clear and clear before we can make a decision. We must never do anything to avenge evil people and kill good people by mistake."

When he said the last sentence, Yun Dongliu's eyes flashed with a trace of undetectable sadness.

One of his senior brothers committed suicide in front of the Chia Yi Gate because he killed a man by mistake. He was not allowed to enter the Chia Yi Gate after his death.

"Looking at what the commander has done, he is truly worthy of being a hero."

An Qisheng stretched out his hand:

"If Master Yun doesn't mind, would you like to have a drink with the old man?"

An Qisheng didn't know what kind of person Yun Haitian, the chivalrous king of the Chivalry Sect, was at this time, but there was a saying that one could not judge one's deeds but one's heart, and there was no saint in one's heart.

But judging from his actions throughout his life, he can be considered a chivalrous person.

At least, it is much stronger than those young heroes who are heroic and righteous.

You know, not every 'young hero' will investigate carefully before killing someone. Most of them kill with one knife and then turn around and leave.

Don't consider the cause and process, and don't care about the consequences.

There are not too many things in this world where people stand up for others, kill the perpetrators and then leave, and then the people they helped die unexpectedly.

"What did the Taoist priest say?"

Yundongliu smiled and sat down.

Another table of wine and food was ordered.

Yun Dongliu looks slovenly, but he is extremely free and easy. He is not polite at all when serving food and drinks, and he eats and drinks without any extravagance.

"Old Taoist Priest, the food and wine you have are really delicious. Yun has been to the Three Kingdoms, across seven states and hundreds of prefectures, and countless villages and counties, but few can compare with it."

While eating and drinking, Yun Dongliu couldn't help but admire him.

"Cooking is all about putting your heart into it."

An Qisheng smiled slightly.

There are only a few hobbies for martial arts people who travel around the world. He doesn't have magic weapons or magic skills, but he has no shortage of good wine and food.

"Well said!"

Yun Dongliu took a swig and said, "My master is the best at wine. With such strong wine, I have to bring him several jars of it this time!"

"Of course it should be, but good wine needs good food to accompany it. If your master has time, you might as well come here to talk about it."

An Qisheng lowered his eyes, and the wisps of light from his perspective converged into a radiant panel:

【Yundongliu】

Historically, the martial arts halls in this world have been well-informed places. If you want to obtain information from the outside world, in this world where communication is inconvenient, the only ones who travel around the world are knights and merchants.

But he opened this Yangxiao Hall not just to collect information.

For him, these martial arts people themselves are the greatest wealth.

If he wasn't afraid of being too obvious and his family didn't have that much wealth, he would definitely use the name of the free knights in the past and create a gimmick of "the best tavern in the world".

Use this to attract the world's masters.

During this period of time, because of Yangxiaotang, he has collected dozens of martial arts, but unfortunately, most of them are ordinary goods.

There are only a few unknown boys with better skills than Wang Quan.

This Yun Dongliu was the first master he saw after opening the tavern.

No matter what kind of person Yun Dongliu was, he would definitely treat him to this drink.

"If Master has some free time, Yun will have to drag him over to taste it. It's a pity."

Yun Dongliu sighed as he spoke.

"What is there to say about Master Yun?"

An Qisheng asked calmly.

"It's not that hard to say."

Yun Dongliu shook his head:

"As Liu Sandao said, the Beggar Clan is a mixed bag of dragons and snakes, and there are countless deceivers and deceivers among them. Although there is no serious evil, they can be regarded as a cancer among the famous sects.

Master, he has fought against the leader of the Beggar Clan, Wang Jianglong, several times. Especially in recent years, as Master has gotten older, his temper has become more and more violent. He has to fight with Wang Jianglong almost every year. After the battle, I have been in seclusion again and haven’t had any free time for more than ten years.”

"The leader of the Beggar Clan, Wang Jianglong"

An Qisheng picked up the tea cup.

There are many countries in Jiufu Realm, and wars occur from time to time. Each of the several big countries has a lot of taxes and miscellaneous taxes. The number of beggars is much more than any dynasty in ancient Xuanxing.

Naturally, the beggar gang came into being.

Unfortunately, the real beggar gang is not as majestic and upright as in the novel.

After all, he has been reduced to a beggar, what else do you expect him to dare not do?

There are tens of millions of gang members, and one out of a hundred people commits evil is already an incredible number.

"Wang Jianglong can be considered a man"

Yun Dongliu drank a lot of alcohol, his cheeks were slightly red, and he spoke more unconsciously:

"Unfortunately, the Beggar Clan is too numerous and too scattered to manage. Wang Jianglong is unable to support himself alone. It is almost impossible to integrate this ragtag group of people."

"Master Yun, why don't you tell us about the world's masters?"

At the wine table next door, several men were itching to hear this.

This is the Xia Wang Yun Haitian and the Beggar Clan leader Wang Jianglong. These great masters who used to be unattainable have always been the favorite topics for people in the martial arts to inquire about.

"Yes, Master Yun, please tell us the stories of those great masters."

Others also started to boo.

"It seems that I need to ask someone to speak to me. These martial arts people are too lacking in entertainment."

An Qisheng had thoughts in his mind and looked at Yun Dongliu.

These martial arts people have an excellent drinking capacity.

The alcohol he had distilled several times had a degree of at least thirty or forty degrees. He drank four or five kilograms of it one bowl after another, but he was still just tipsy.

"Since you all want to hear hiccups, then Yun will tell you."

Yundong Liuyou drank a bowl of wine, put it down and said:

"Speaking of it, there was a great merchant in the Dayan Kingdom who admired martial arts. He opened countless inns and taverns, and had dozens or hundreds of caravans under his command. He was very wealthy and powerful! Unfortunately, he was already old when he learned martial arts. He also had no access to magical skills. He learned them over and over again, but he was only half-experienced.

But in these decades, he has accomplished a great thing! "

"Master Yun, are you talking about Lin Wanwan from Dayan?"

As soon as Yun Dongliu finished speaking, someone knew what he was going to say:

"Are you talking about the weapons catalog that Lin Wanwan spent decades arranging?"

"good!"

Yundongliu nodded his head:

"Lin Wanwan is a wealthy man. He is a trader in the seven countries. He is extremely well-informed. He actually came up with such a list of weapons!"

"Weapons spectrum."

An Qisheng's heart moved.

He had actually heard of this weapon chart. It was said that the wealthy Lin Wanwan arranged this weapon chart and seemed to have received help from the Great Yan Kingdom.

It is widely spread among various countries.

However, Master Wang Quan could only remember a few people.

What impressed him the most was Pang Wanyang, the leader of the Six Hells Demon Sect, who ranked ninth on the weapon spectrum.

"Lin Wanwan's family was destroyed, but this weapon spectrum spread."

Yun Dongliu sighed softly:

"Lin Wanwan probably didn't expect that such a ranking would cost hundreds of his family's lives."