Gossip rivers and lakes, I tell fortunes and storytellers in Qixia Town

"Ruxue's pale robes, Ruxue's pale sword edge, Ruxue's pale side face, Ruxue's pale loneliness, is this the Ximen official?"

“…”

Xiao Xuan glanced at Ximen Chuuxue, and was surprised to finally see Ximen Chuuxue alive.

In my impression, this is a very lonely and very proud guy.

If he is really Ximen Chuuxue, then it is indeed not easy for him to say such words.

but....

If this is the first of its kind, will he have a peaceful life in this Tongfu Inn in the future?

Although the condition of Ximen Chuuxue is very attractive.

but....

This precedent still cannot be set.

So he said.

"So this is the legendary Ximen Chuuxue?"

"But I'm sorry, in the next storyteller, I will occasionally do fortune-telling to earn money from divination."

"Forgive me, I still can't compete with you."

At this moment, not to mention that Ximen Chuuxue was puzzled, but everyone in the inn was also puzzled.

How can Feng Qingyang be fine, but Ximen Chuuxue can't?

As Ximen Chuuxue's friend, Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly asked.

"Mr. Xiao, what do you mean by this?"

"It is said that Mr. Xiao needs a thousand taels of silver for divination. Could it be that Ximen Chuuxue's help is not worth a thousand taels of silver?"

"What's more, Senior Feng can compete swords with you, why can't Ximen Chuuxue?"

Xiao Xuan blinked, looked at Feng Qingyang next to him, only to see that Feng Qingyang pretended not to hear, one eye was looking at the mouth of the wine gourd, and he patted the bottom of the wine gourd...

"You say him?" Xiao Xuan pointed at Feng Qingyang and continued.

"Can you compare with him?"

"He owes me money, and he has to pay it back!"

"What can I do if he doesn't pay back the money?"

"Haven't you heard that the one who owes money these days is the uncle?"

Chapter 138

Quiet.

It was suddenly very quiet in the inn.

Feng Qingyang's ears seemed to be blocked by some unknown god, and he looked at the mouth of the wine gourd like a scope, as if he didn't hear what Xiao Xuan said at all, and murmured from time to time.

"Hey?"

"Where's the wine?"

"Drink it so soon?"

"Your house ran out of wine too quickly, didn't you fill it up for me just now?"

At this time, everyone looked at Feng Qingyang, and couldn't help asking a question in their hearts.

Is this the legendary uncle?

I have to say that I didn't think so just now, but after Xiao Xuan said this, I really feel that Feng Qingyang is a bit rascal.

Especially now when pretending not to hear.

The guest officials in the inn were discussing in low voices.

"Do you believe it?"

"What do you believe? Senior Feng really missed the appointment. He promised to find four swords for Mr. Xiao, but in the end he brought back three. Since it was agreed to use four swords as hexagram gold, then according to what Mr. Xiao said, there is no The problem is, Senior Feng owes money now."

"I'm not talking about that, what I'm saying is that Mr. Xiao didn't want to fight, but accepted Senior Feng's sword competition. Is it really because Senior Feng didn't pay back the money he owed?"

"Hiss... You mean, Mr. Xiao is scared? But yes, after all, two fists are hard to beat four hands. It's not easy to fight more than one, let alone these are masters."

"That's right, and according to what Senior Feng said, it seems that the people who are looking for Mr. Xiao today are all here to compete with swords. No matter how powerful Mr. Xiao is, he can't stand the battle of wheels."

"So, Mr. Xiao, this is a plan to slow down the army?"

"I think Mr. Xiao is probably cowardly! Who would not be cowardly?"

“…”

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Feng Qingyang in a daze, and after a long while, he choked dryly.

Can you compete with Mr. Xiao if you owe money?

Then this is not easy to do.

It was the first time for them to see Mr. Xiao, and they had never met before, let alone owed money.

But it's all here, so we can't just leave, can we?

Did he know Ximen Chuuxue's temper, he finally met a master, if he didn't have a competition, then he would never leave.

But Mr. Xiao is determined not to do anything, so he can't force him, right?

They are not villains, if they were villains, they would beat them as soon as they said they would.

Now... there is less reason to use the sword.

How to do?

Just when Lu Xiaofeng had a headache, Ximen Chuuxue said suddenly.

"I heard that Mr. Xiao only tells fortunes for those who are destined."

Ximen Chuuxue walked up to Xiao Xuan, put the sword in his hand aside, and then looked at Xiao Xuan seriously.

"I don't know if I have a relationship with Mr. Xiao?"

Xiao Xuan blinked, looked Ximen Chuuxue up and down, and was overjoyed.

Business is on the way.

Ximen Chuuxue and Lu Xiaofeng are still very famous in Jianghu.

What these two people took out would never be anything ordinary.

That great monk Jiumozhi can still produce precious treasures such as relics, Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue are not too bad.

Hardly thinking about it, Xiao Xuan smiled and said.

"of course."

"I've heard of the names of Ximen Chuuxue and Lu Xiaofeng."

As soon as the words fell, Ximen Chuuxue's eyes immediately showed a gleam of joy, but after sitting down and meeting Xiao Xuan's eyes, he suddenly froze, and the joy in his eyes suddenly became confused.

Didn't say until half a day later.

"Excuse me, Mr. Xiao, I want to figure out how I can compete with you!"

How do you compare swords with yourself?

Xiao Xuan was speechless after hearing this.

Is this fortune telling?

You came here to make a wish?

Xiao Xuan took a sip of tea helplessly, then said.

"Brother Ximen, I'm going to do a fortune-telling, just count, not make a wish."

"Forget it, let me talk about it."

"Ximen Chuuxue, Luohua Chuuxue, swordsmanship is superb, and the sword path is sharp and sharp."

"Known as the sword god of a generation, the sword god's smile can move the faces of immortals, Buddhas, ghosts and gods."

"Your person is like your clothes. You usually wear white clothes, with a stern face and a withdrawn personality."

"The person who is known as the body of the sword has superb swordsmanship, but the master is always lonely."

"The only person who is regarded as an opponent of kendo in his life is Ye Gucheng, the celestial being of the sword "White Cloud City Master" who "comes west with one sword, and flies from the sky". "

"Unfortunately, he has already lost."

As soon as the words fell, Ximen Chuuxue's eyes flickered, and his black gem eyes were full of shock.

As far as the world's understanding of him is concerned, the most is the superb swordsmanship, but no one can understand him like Xiao Xuan.

Hearing Xiao Xuan's words at this moment, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, his eyes were full of loneliness, and he held the scabbard in his hand fiercely with one hand and said.

"Yes!"

"He has already lost."

"There is no other opponent like him."

"A life without an opponent is like a life without light."

Xiao Xuan smiled lightly.

"There is a kind of person who is close to the realm of God, because he is ruthless."

"There is a kind of swordsmanship that no one can see, because everyone who has been fortunate enough to witness it has been buried in the ground."

"There is a loneliness that cannot be described because it comes from the depths of the soul."

"But Brother Ximen, don't worry, you can still have a wife without an opponent!"

"With a wife, I won't be lonely anymore, and I don't have to go around looking for someone to compete with."

Before Xiao Xuan finished speaking, Lu Xiaofeng, who was drinking beside him, sprayed it out directly, wiped his mouth and looked at Xiao Xuan with a dazed expression, thinking that he heard right?

Ask Ximen Chuuxue to find his wife?

Isn't that equivalent to going to a brothel with the eunuch?

Can Ximen Chuuxue have a wife in his life?

Could Mr. Xiao be talking nonsense?

Not to mention Lu Xiaofeng was stunned, even Ximen Chuuxue was stunned for a moment, thinking he had heard wrong, couldn't help asking again.

"Sir, what did you just say?"

"Wife?"

Xiao Xuan thought he didn't understand, so he explained.

"It's your wife."

"Speaking of which, your future wife is still a big shot."

"I don't know if you've heard of Xiao's stunning list."

"This Sun Xiuqing is the one on the stunning list, and she is also your future wife."

"But it's a pity."

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help but frowned, even though he kept denying that he would have any wife in his heart.

But hearing Xiao Xuan say it's a pity, he still couldn't help asking.

"Mr. Xiao, what's the pity?"

"Could it be that my wife died young in the future?"

Xiao Xuan blinked, quickly waved his hands and said.

"Oh no no no, don't curse her, she is living well."

"I mean...."