Me and my Jianghu Tavern

It is the master of Huamanlou, the beginning of all life in the world.

He is Mr.

With a tremor in his hand, the pen and ink in Mr.'s hand shook off and landed on the paper, blurring and staining a piece of handwriting.

Mr. was stunned for a moment, he raised his head to look at the sky, but he couldn't recover.

On the other side, Gu Qingshan saw that the strokes in the master's hand were broken, he blinked and asked: "Sir, I'll get another pen."

The gentleman came back to his senses and said, "Go."

Gu Qingshan was puzzled, but he didn't ask, and turned around to get a pen.

As the head of Bai Xiaosheng, how could he not know what was born.

Nothing more than that sword.

"Tianzihuangjian..." Mr. muttered something in his heart, he couldn't help but shook his head, looked sideways at the direction of the Qin Tianjian, and said, "So the grand master has already expected it."

"Troubled times are coming." The gentleman sighed.

Gu Qingshan, who had just walked to the door, could not help but pause when he heard Mr. Zhongzhong said these words. The brush in his hand trembled slightly, and his lips parted slightly, as if he was a little surprised by what he heard.

The world is in chaos?

What are you talking about sir?

"Don't stand there, come in," said the gentleman.

Gu Qingshan came back to his senses and replied: "Yes, sir."

He came in with a new brush and put that pen on the desk.

After picking up the pen, the master continued to correct the case file, completely ignoring Gu Qingshan who was standing beside him.

Gu Qingshan pondered for a long time, and couldn't help but ask: "Sir, did you say the world is going to be chaotic?"

The brush in Mr.'s hand stopped, he raised his head and said, "You can't control this matter."

Gu Qingshan was blocked by this sentence, and he couldn't say what he wanted to ask.

What Mr. said is always good.

But Gu Qingshan doesn't necessarily think so, he just remembers silently, watching how the world will change.

.........

A swordsman travels around the world, holding a sword for killing and cutting, and the name of the sword is 'Tu'.

The way of killing and cutting becomes a sword fairy.

Yan Bei'an raised his head, he also felt the change, looked in the direction of the sword mountain, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Is the emperor's sword born?"

As a sword fairy, he also knows the Emperor's Sword that was lost many years ago.

He is even more familiar with that dragon energy.

I had the honor to meet Xiao Qian once, and it was exactly the same.

Yan Bei'an lowered his head and said, "This sword can make you a sword fairy or an emperor."

He took a step, and then walked to the road ahead.

Sword Immortal, he is, killing Sword Immortal in this world.

The emperor is not what he wants, and it has nothing to do with him.

He didn't even have the thought of taking a look at this emperor's sword.

He only knows the road ahead, and the sword in his hand.

Yan Bei settled down, and suddenly remembered someone, he sighed: "Liang Shurong, if you had this sword, maybe the ending would be different."

He shook his head, putting aside the thoughts in his head.

Sword Immortal walks in the world, how can there be so many troubles.

Chapter 369: Courtyard

"Well……"

Xuzhou, in Jiangfu.

"Om."

The silvery long sword trembled.

In the Jiangfu courtyard, Jiang He, who was playing chess, raised his head and looked in the direction of the study.

Zhang Ming's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "The sword has spirit, did your sword move?"

"Maybe it's because I haven't used him for too long, and I feel a little lonely." Jiang He flicked out a sword intent, suppressed the trembling long sword, shook his head and said, "Continue playing chess."

After all, Jiang He dropped a black piece and surrounded Zhang Ming's white piece.

Zhang Ming didn't care about it either, he just assumed it was Jiang He who said that, and continued playing chess.

"Snapped."

In this courtyard, only the sound of falling can be heard.

However, just when Zhang Ming was about to make another move, his arm suddenly froze.

At the same time, Jiang He also froze for a moment and raised his head.

"Yan!"

A dragon chant sounded in the ears of the two of them almost at the same time, but only the two of them heard it in Jiangfu, and both of them looked in the direction of the dragon chant.

"What's that?" Zhang Ming asked back to his senses.

Jiang He pondered for a moment, raised his eyebrows and said, "It should... be a sword."

"Sword?" Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, and the dragon chant sounded again, but there was also a faint sound of swords in it.

Just now he was skeptical, but now Zhang Ming is sure, it is indeed the sound of the sword, but the sound of the sword is a bit special.

"Hmm." Jiang He didn't look back and continued to drop his hand, saying, "It should be the emperor's sword that has been lost for a hundred years."

"Emperor Sword? Judging from the name, it can't be the sword used by the emperor," Zhang Ming said.

"You're right." Jiang He urged, "It's your turn, hurry up and play chess."

Zhang Ming smacked his mouth and said helplessly, "Can you not play chess? What's the point of pecking at each other?"

Jiang He is not a person who can calm down, his chess skills are not high, and Zhang Ming has rarely played chess, but when the two of them are together, they can kill everyone.

"Then what do you think you should do?" Jiang He asked, he also felt that playing chess was a bit boring.

"Drink." Zhang Ming said again: "It's better than playing chess."

"Then you have to bring those fresh wines, or I'll get tired of drinking." Jiang He said.

Zhang Ming smiled and said, "Okay, what I don't lack here is wine."

Put away the chess pieces, bring two or three wine jugs, the wine gourd pours out the wine, and falls into the wine jugs. Jiang He is already familiar with this process.

After smelling the wine that came out, the aroma of the wine was different from before. Jiang He Xindao had finally come up with some good products, so he wouldn't drink one kind of wine every day, and get tired of drinking even the best wine.

"Come."

The jugs collided, and the two drank with a bowl or poured directly with the jug.

Because, both of them feel that drinking like this is the only way to enjoy themselves.

Jiang He only felt that the wine was hot, but after taking a sip, he still felt dizzy, so he couldn't help asking, "What's the name of this wine?"

"Tourists are drunk." Zhang Ming replied, "You will get drunk after three glasses of this wine, and you will be drunk if you drink it just now for two glasses."

"I don't believe it." Jiang He didn't believe it, so he wanted to drink after he finished speaking.

"Don't." Zhang Ming stopped him and said, "I still have something to ask, you can't get drunk."

"No, I have to try."

"Jiangliu (beep~) hooligan, if you make trouble again, you will run out of wine!"

Seeing his serious appearance, Jiang He didn't insist on drinking the jug of wine anymore, and put down the jug in his hand.

Seeing him, he said: "You kid just want to ask about Huang Jian. Let me tell you quickly, and don't stop me. I'm itching to hear what you say."

"Then you can talk first." Zhang Ming said with a smile.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. It was a sword made by Emperor Qin. After the fall of Emperor Qin, someone stole it because of its uniqueness, but somehow it was left behind in the world. No one has seen it."

But Zhang Ming asked in doubt: "What's so special? The sword with spirit doesn't seem to be a big deal."

Rare is more strange. There are not many swords with spirits in the world, especially special ones, but it is not Zhang Ming's turn to ask.

Jiang He shook his head and explained: "The important thing is not the sword spirit, but that the sword spirit was not born from the person holding the sword."

"Jiansheng has a sword spirit?"

"Not really."

"Then you should hurry up and don't fool me." Zhang Ming rolled his eyes and said.

Jiang He glanced at him, cursed and said: "You boy, please be more polite, this is my territory."

Zhang Ming just smiled, waved his hand indifferently and said, "Speak quickly."

Jiang He cut it, and continued.

"From the beginning to the end, the sword spirit comes from the sword heart, and the sword heart comes from the person holding the sword. In the final analysis, the sword spirit comes from the person. And Qin Huang forged this sword not because he was a swordsman, but because he was a swordsman. I just want a container."

"Container?" Zhang Ming asked in confusion.

"Correct."

Jiang He subconsciously wanted to get a drink, but Zhang Ming quickly stopped him.

"Don't drink it, you'll fall asleep after drinking it." Zhang Ming said without joking.

Jiang He glared at him, and said, "I drink as soon as I finish speaking, you are really annoying."

Zhang Ming smiled and let go of his hand.

"Before Emperor Qin unified the world, there were seven kingdoms in the world, and there were also seven emperors and dragon spirits in the world."

"What about after the world is unified?"

"The seven dragon qi gathered in Qinhuang's body have achieved great achievements through the ages. Dragon qi can nourish the body and prolong life, but too much of this thing is not good."

"Extreme things must be reversed?" Zhang Ming asked.

Jiang He shook his head in denial, and said, "No, it's just that ordinary people can't stand the baptism of the seven dragon spirits."

"Oh……"

Hearing this, Zhang Ming suddenly realized.

"So, the purpose of casting this sword is to store dragon energy?"

"Not all of them." Jiang He said again: "More, in fact, it is for the stability of the world."

"That's right." Zhang Ming agreed.

Dragon Qi represents the general trend of the world, and those who have luck can gain strength in a fight, and fight with the world to gain a place, how can such things make him lose it.

Zhang Ming suddenly paused, as if he understood, and turned to look at Jiang He.

"You mean... no..." Zhang Ming smacked his mouth.

Jiang He smiled and said, "That sword was born."

Zhang Ming was stunned for a long time, unable to react.

Zhang Ming couldn't fully understand what this represented, but he understood that if this sword was born, the world would be in chaos again.

"I'm done talking." Jiang He shouted, grabbed the jug on the table, and said with a smile, "Haha, drink!"

After all, he took a big gulp of tourists to get drunk.

Jiang He rubbed his stomach, but found that he was not drunk, and said with a smile, "I don't believe what you kid said..."