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

"How mysterious, I feel that Mr. Xiao can see through everyone's fate!"

"Tsk tsk tsk... Mr. Xiao is indeed Mr. Xiao!"

"By the way, does Mr. Xiao know who the kendo master was last night?"

"Didn't Mr. Duan say something? Someone said something about swords. All the swords in Qixia Town obeyed his orders and went up to the night sky. To have such a powerful person, he must be a first-rank warrior! Mr. Xiao is not, Mr. Xiao is just a storyteller!"

"Then why hasn't this level of martial artist appeared yet? Since he came to Qixia Town, isn't he here for Mr. Xiao?"

"You have to ask the first-rank warriors, you ask me, where do I know where to go? Now people all over the world are looking for Mr. Xiao, and it is not surprising that there are one or two first-rank warriors!"

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At this time, in the corner of the street in Qixia Town, a man named Hanako was leaning against the wall, pinching her nails boredly.

The beggar is a beggar from Qixia Town and a six-bag beggar of the Beggar Gang, named Xiaomi.

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from his begging bowl.

"jingle...."

The crisp and sweet voice brought Xiaomi back to his senses. When he saw a piece of silver the size of a thumb in the bowl, he immediately grinned, put away the silver and knelt down and shouted.

"Thank you, sir!"

"I wish you success in your career, every step of the way, and lovers who will eventually become brothers and sisters... Ah bah, finally become a married couple!"

After finishing speaking, Xiaomi murmured softly, "It seems that Mr. Xiao has listened to too many books, which can easily affect his fortune..."

Before the words fell, a voice as cold as an iceberg came from above his head.

"Little beggar, if you had money, what would you most want to do?"

Xiaomi was startled, looked up, and then froze in place.

It was summer at this time, and this person stood under the shade of a tree, but he felt a sense of boundless depression.

Konoha Xiaoxiao, the setting sun is all over the sky.

This person is dressed in black, as if he has merged with the earth and the sky.

Because he is too quiet.

Because he is too cold.

A kind of indifference and fatigue that has penetrated into the bone marrow, but with this kind of murderous intent.

He's tired, maybe just because he's killed too many people, some people he shouldn't have killed.

He killed people because he never had a choice.

Either he killed others, or he was killed by others.

This person is the prodigal son Yan Shisan in the world of murderers who escaped from the white sword!

Yan Shisan looked at the beggar in front of him, and seeing the little beggar froze, he shook his head and sighed.

"Hey, you have seen all kinds of life, but don't know what you want?"

Seeing that Yan Shisan was about to leave, Xiaomi suddenly came back to his senses, picked up the silver and hurriedly shouted, "My lord, I'm just a little beggar. How can I be the kind of person you said I've seen all kinds of life?"

"But if you want to say what you want to do with money, it depends on what you want to do?"

Yan Shisan suddenly stopped, looked back at Xiaomi, and asked with great interest.

"Oh?"

"If you have ten taels of silver, what do you want to do?"

Xiaomi shrugged, seemingly not interested in this question, but answered honestly.

"Ten taels of silver? Ten taels of silver is just enough for me to go to Mr. Xiao for a fortune telling. Mr. Xiao will definitely tell me a way to get rich!"

"In this way, I will never have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of my life!"

Yan Shisan frowned slightly, thinking that you are quite greedy as a beggar, but it's a pity that if you have ten taels of silver, you don't go to Yihonglou for pleasure, but go to fortune-telling, isn't it a big joke in the world?

This was not the answer Yan Shisan wanted, but Yan Shisan did not leave, but continued to ask. .

"Then what if you have 100 taels of silver?"

"100 taels?" Xiaomi's eyes began to light up this time, and he couldn't help rubbing his hands together and said, "If I have 100 taels of silver, I can go to Mr. Xiao for a solution. Ten cars of silver are the best solution. One hundred taels of silver is the hexagram of the middle policy."

"Now there are rumors in the world that you take ten taels of silver to go to Mr. Xiao to ask for a plan. Those who run away can keep you alive, and those who have no money can make you rich!"

"You take a hundred taels of silver and go to Mr. Xiao for a hexagram of a good strategy, and Mr. Xiao can answer all your questions, and even let you climb to the top of the martial arts world and become the supreme martial arts master!"

"Does Lin Pingzhi from Fuzhou know that Mr. Xiao once promised him that if he chooses this hexagram of the middle strategy, he will be able to reach the top of the martial arts within half a year!"

"If I had 100 taels of silver, I would go to Mr. Xiao for a fortune-telling and ask him which cave has a peerless secret book among the hundreds of rivers in China? After practicing martial arts, my little beggar can also gain a foothold in the Jianghu! "

Reach the top of martial arts in half a year?

There is such an exaggerated thing?

Yan Shisan couldn't help looking at Xiaomi in astonishment, thinking that this little beggar is here to trick me into playing, right?

How can there be someone who can climb to the top of the martial arts world in half a year?

If this little beggar didn't lie to me, then the Mr. Xiao he said was lying!

It seems that this little beggar is still impoverished, and it has something to do with his random belief in fortune tellers!

Even if you have 100 taels, you have to go to this fortune teller to tell your fortune!

You should know that your life is in your own hands, not the sky or the earth, not to mention some fortune teller who controls your destiny!

Shaking his head, Yan Shisan turned around and left.

Watching Yan Shisan leave, Xiaomi glanced at Yan Shisan's back, shook his head and smiled, and then shouted loudly at Yan Shisan's back.

"Hero, you also came to seek Mr. Xiao's divination, right?"

"If you have a thousand taels of silver, you must go to Mr. Xiao for a fortune-telling fortune!"

"With a thousand taels of silver, you can ask Mr. Xiao for a better plan!"

"At that time, you will get answers to everything. If you want this Jianghu, Mr. Xiao can give you Jianghu!"

"If you want the imperial city of Chang'an, Mr. Xiao can give you the imperial city of Chang'an!"

"Even if you want this world, Mr. Xiao can give you a wonderful strategy to win it!"

Chapter 38 Xie Xiaofeng, Someone Will Remember Your Sword Even After You Die

"Imperial City?"

"The world?"

Yan Shisan held a sword in his right hand and a wine jar in his left, smiling lonely.

He just felt wronged.

The wronged everyone only remembers Xie Xiaofeng.

But no one remembered Yan Shisan.

He has killed countless martial arts masters and senior swordsmen, but every time people see his sword shadow, they will think that he is Xie Xiaofeng, the number one swordsman today!

But Xie Xiaofeng is dead!

Yan Shisan walked on the street and took a gulp of the burning knife.

The people in the downtown streets silently gave way to him a spacious road, accompanied by astonished and puzzled gazes.

Watching off this lunatic swordsman, waiting for his figure to slowly disappear on this mossy bluestone road.

"Ah!"

"What use do I want this imperial city for?"

"What's the use of this world if I want it?"

"The wind is silent...the breath is like still water..."

"Light without shadow...Sword without trace..."

"Xie Xiaofeng, even after you die, someone will remember your sword."

"But I, Yan, practiced swords at the age of 30, and realized the way of swordsmanship at the age of 20. I was familiar with the world's sword manuals at the age of [-]. I have traveled all over the world, and I have never met an opponent."

"Why should I live under your light!"

"Bone poison, bone poison, you have really wronged you by following a master like me!"

Bone Poison is Yan Shisan's sword, and at this moment, as if he was drunk, Yan Shisan held it in his hand unsteadily, hitting the moss-covered blue flagstone ground with tinkling sounds, confusing the downtown area There are puzzled eyes in the middle.

Hearing the words of the beggar Xiaomi, Yan Shisan only felt sad in his heart.

He heard that there was Mr. Xiao here, but he didn't come here for Xiao Xuan.

It's just that every time you meet someone along the way, you will ask where you want to go.

And Jianghu's answer was surprisingly unanimous.

That means I'm going to Qixia Town, and ask Mr. Xiao to make a fortune.

Yan Shisan couldn't remember who Mr. Xiao was. Perhaps his people were as lonely as his sword, with little contact with others, so naturally he didn't know who Xiao Xuan was.

He didn't want to come, but he came to Qixia Town inadvertently, maybe somewhere, he should come here.

Just passing the Tongfu Inn, Yan Shi, who was already upset, stopped suddenly when he heard the voices in the inn.

"It's so strange. In the past, Mr. Xiao would give some pointers. You see, Jiumozhi, after being taught by Mr. Xiao, has completely realized it. That son, he directly learned the Six Meridians Excalibur! Why is it really Huashan's turn this time? Is it just a few words?"

"Didn't Mr. Xiao give them a treasure house of martial arts in Huashan? In Siguoya, there is a swordsmanship that claims to break all decent martial arts. Isn't that enough?"

"That's true, but the head of Huashan Mountain is too annoying. Don't you think that the head of Huashan Mountain, Yue Buqun, is a bit too noble?"

"Well, it's a bit fake. Maybe we are too vulgar. After all, people in Jianghu have certified that gentlemen and swordsmen are not grouped together. Of course, ordinary people like us stay with gentlemen, and of course it is indescribably uncomfortable!"

"That's true, but I think Mr. Duan is a gentleman. I chatted with Mr. Duan for a while. He really has no airs at all. He even invited me to drink!"

"That Duan son is really good. Although he is a prince in the Dali royal family, he has the demeanor and temperament of a prince, but if Mr. Xiao hadn't said it, who would have thought that he is a prince who is superior?"

"Linghu Chong, Yue Buqun's apprentice, looks pretty good too. He's very cheerful, but he left in a hurry, otherwise he must make some friends!"

"Speaking of which, I don't know who will be the next one to ask Mr. Xiao for a fortune-telling fortune!"

"It must be the swordsman from last night. I heard that the swordsman is at least a first-rank warrior, or even stronger than a first-rank warrior. He can borrow a sword from the world with a single stroke of the sword. Not everyone can use this kind of kung fu. from!"

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At this time, Bai Zhantang was leisurely leaning on the pillar and eating melon seeds, looking at the guests with interest, secretly smiling.

A group of people who don't know why they eat melons, do you know six?

The awesome hero who borrowed his sword from the world last night is your Mr. Xiao.

And your Mr. Xiao is probably not a first-rank martial artist, maybe he is above the first rank!

Bai Zhantang doesn't have many martial arts skills, but acupuncture and light skills are very good, and he is a man in the world, so he knows things better than them.

Although Xiao Xuan's cultivation level cannot be seen, Bai Zhantang has also heard some stories about first-rank warriors.

At any rate, he was a former saint thief, and he knew a lot of secrets.

But he had never heard of a first-rank martial artist who could borrow all the swords in the world with a single strike like Xiao Xuan.

It is only known in the Jianghu that the highest level of a warrior is first rank.

But they don't know that the first rank is not the end point of warriors, and there are other caves above the first rank, but few people know it, and there are very few people who have reached that level.

The skill displayed by Xiao Xuan may be above the first rank, but in short, it is not something that a first rank warrior can do!

Otherwise, he would not be able to display the sword technique of last night.

It's a pity, Mr. Xiao asked me to keep it a secret, otherwise I would have told you all about it long ago.

Hey, it's really uncomfortable to keep this secret in my heart.

Bai Zhantang glanced at the door of the inn abruptly, usually after Xiao Xuan returned to the room, there were a lot fewer people in the inn, and few people came to the inn to eat and chat.

After all, Xiao Xuan wasn't there, they couldn't hear what they wanted to hear, and couldn't see what they wanted to see, so they could only mess around with these guests who stayed in the inn!

At this time, he saw a man in black standing outside the door, with a sword in his hand still smelling bloody, so he hurried over.