Sword comes

The water moistens the soil, the pillar foundations are sweaty, and the sky and the earth are like a steamer, making people feel depressed.

On an ancient tea-horse road in Wuling Kingdom that has been abandoned for many years, five horsemen walk slowly.

There was a sudden rainstorm, and even though they were wearing coir raincoats, the raindrops the size of soybeans still hurt their cheeks. Everyone whipped their horses and looked for shelter from the rain. Finally, they saw a resting pavilion halfway up the mountain and got off their horses one after another. .

Then I saw a young man in green shirt sitting cross-legged on a bench in a pavilion, with a big bamboo box at his feet, a chessboard and two small celadon chess jars in front of him, and more than 20 black and white chess pieces on the chessboard , Seeing them, he was not too afraid, raised his head and smiled slightly, and then continued to twist the pieces on the chessboard.

A strong man with a sword glanced at the opponent's blue shirt and shoe soles. There were no water stains. They should have rested here early and escaped the heavy rain.

An old man with a good demeanor stood at the entrance of the pavilion. The rain would not stop for a while, so he turned his head and asked with a smile: "I have nothing to do, my lord, do you mind having a conversation?"

The young man in the blue shirt thought for a while, stretched out his palm and casually picked up the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard, but instead of putting them back into the chess jar, he piled them between himself and the chessboard, nodded and smiled, "Okay."

A pair of teenagers and girls looked at each other and smiled.

There was also a woman wearing a hedgerow sitting on the opposite bench, and she put a kerchief on her seat before she sat down.

The old man grabbed a handful of white pieces and said with a smile: "Since the old man is falsely older, I will guess first."

Chen Ping twisted out a black stone, and the old man put the white stones on the chessboard, seven, and the old man smiled and said, "Master, go first."

Before he knew it, Chen Pingan had changed his sitting posture, no longer cross-legged, just like the old man, sitting sideways, holding his sleeve with one hand, and twisting the chessboard with the other.

The boy whispered in the girl's ear: "Look at his demeanor, he looks like a master who is good at playing chess."

The girl smiled and said, "No matter how good your chess skills are, you can rival our grandpa."

Boys like to compete with girls, "I think this person is difficult to deal with. Grandpa said it himself, chess masters, as long as they have learned chess since childhood, except for the immortals on the mountain, the age of the weak crown is the best age to play. After the first year, the older you are, the more you will be dragged down."

The girl sneered and said, "The people Grandpa mentioned are only for those young geniuses who are destined to become chess masters. Ordinary people are not included."

The old man thought for a moment, even though he was very powerful in chess and was well-known throughout the country, he was still not in a hurry to make a move. He was afraid of new things and strange things when playing against strangers. The old man raised his head, looked at the two juniors, and frowned.

The boy smiled and said, "I know, just watch the chess without saying a word."

On the chessboard, after playing less than thirty moves, the boys and girls looked at each other in dismay.

It turned out to be a stinky chess player who had memorized some moves.

Not to mention grandpa, a great national player, even if the two of them join the battle, and let two or three sons, they can still kill the opponent.

The old man suppressed a smile.

In fact, the old man didn't care about the strength of the opponent's chess, and he still played patiently against the young man in the green shirt.

In the rainy season, it is a blessing to meet Yiyou on the road in a foreign country.

The young man looked up at the rain curtain outside the pavilion, and surrendered.

The old man nodded and helped to review the game. This young man in a green shirt who was studying abroad was actually quite good at chess, but the old man took a high look and almost mistakenly thought that he had met a real master of the world. It was a pity that the strength was exhausted very quickly, and the army was defeated like a mountain.During the replay, the two chatted. The young man claimed to be surnamed Chen, and he was from the south. This time he traveled north, he wanted to go to the Green Warbler Country at the mouth of the sea in the east of Dadu, and then go to the upper reaches of Dadu to have a look. The old man His surname is Sui, and he has already resigned and returned to his hometown. This time, he went to the capital of Dazhuan, because Emperor Zhou of Dazhuan held a ten-year grass and wood collection. Together with Wuling Kingdom and Jinfei Kingdom, Go players from more than a dozen countries can go to Dazhuan. Try it in the capital. In addition to taking out a set of priceless treasure-embedded writing room offerings, the Emperor Zhou of the Great Seal, a total of nine pieces, was given to nine people respectively. There is also a chess record that every chess player dreams of, as a reward for the winner.

Chen Pingan asked: "When will this gathering of plants and trees be held and ended?"

The handsome young man who is the grandson of the old man surnamed Sui said first: "From the beginning of autumn, when the famous chess masters from all over the world will gather in the capital, they will be selected under the arrangement of Great Seal Wei Chess Sage and three disciples. Seed chess players, the first three rounds are suspended, and the rest of the chess players draw lots and fight against each other. 100 people are selected, plus 20 seed players from various countries who are suspended in the three rounds. The real master contest will start on the beginning of winter. When the first snowfall came, there were only ten people left to play chess. The set of treasures and the chess record that Emperor Zhou brought out were in the pockets of these people, but they still needed to be ranked. One person can play a game of chess with Wei Qisheng, very lucky, not only can he be lucky enough to play against the chess master, but even if he loses, he can enter the next round."

Chen Pingan asked: "This Chess Master Wei's chess strength is obviously much higher than everyone else's."

The handsome young man nodded and said: "Of course, Wei Qisheng is the real person protecting the country of the Great Seal Dynasty. He is invincible in chess. My grandfather was lucky enough to play a game with Wei Qisheng 20 years ago, but it was a pity that he lost to Wei Qisheng. A young disciple of Wei Qisheng failed to rank among the top three. It’s not that my grandfather was not good at chess, it was because the young man was too strong at chess. At the age of thirteen or fourteen, he had [-]% of Wei Qisheng’s true biography. Cao Mu Ji, the master student of the Great Seal Master, if he is not in retreat, he cannot participate, otherwise he will never let Chu Yao of the Lanfang Kingdom win the first place. The Cao Mu Ji ten years ago was the most boring one. Many top chess players Even if the imperial edict didn’t go, my grandfather didn’t participate.”

Chen Pingan asked: "People who practice Taoism on the mountain can also participate."

Let's talk about it.

There is a world of difference between the mountains and the mountains.

The so-called national players of secular dynasties, chess waiting for orders, almost never have a chance of winning when they meet the real Qi practitioners who are good at chess. Solving life and death problems is often even more inexplicable.

The old man surnamed Sui said with a smile: "For one thing, the gods on the mountain are all people in the clouds and mists. For ordinary masters like us, they are extremely rare, and people who like to play chess are even rarer. , there are very few people who cultivate Taoism. And Wei Qisheng's proud disciple, although he is also a Taoist, but every time he plays chess, the moves are very fast, it should be because he does not want to take advantage of it. As soon as the ball fell, the young man followed Luo Zi very simply, even so, I was still completely convinced by the defeat."

Chen Pingan asked: "Mr. Sui, have you heard that there is something strange about Dazhuan capital recently?"

The old man looked puzzled, shook his head, and said with a smile, "I would like to hear more about it."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "It's just some gossip from the rivers and lakes, saying that there is a big river outside the capital of Dazhuan, and there are constant floods."

The young man looked disapproving, and said: "It means that there is nothing to worry about about the Yuxi River. With Wei Qisheng, the real protector of the country, sitting in the town, there is a little abnormal flood, and the capital can be flooded. If it is not possible, there are really monsters in the water. I don't think Wei Qisheng needs to do anything, that master of swordsmanship like a god only needs to go to the Yuxi River, and the world will be peaceful."

Chen Pingan smiled, "You still have to be careful. Mr. Sui, he is rushing to make a confession for that set of treasures."

The old man shook his head, "The gathering of masters this time is no different than the previous two. Although I am well-known in my country, I know that I can't make it into the top ten. Therefore, this time I went to the capital of Dazhuan, I just hope to make friends with chess, and a few It’s all about drinking tea with an old friend from another country, and buying some new engraved chess records along the way, I’m already satisfied.”

The lady Mili who had been silent all this time said softly: "Father, I think this young master is right. The flood in the Yuxi River is strange. Under the eyes of Dazhuan Capital, if Wei Qisheng and the Valkyrie can really solve it easily, how can it be solved?" It will be delayed until now, I am afraid that the Yuxi River will be in trouble, but the Emperor Zhou is unwilling to revoke the Caomuji because of his face, and there will be another accident at that time."

The woman didn't continue talking, if her father insisted on going, her words would become bad words.

In fact, she did not agree with this trip to the Dazhuan Dynasty to participate in the grass and trees collection. Naturally, the old man did not want to miss the grand event. In order to reassure the younger generation in the family, he took a step back and invited a well-connected Jianghu master to escort him , and he is a long-term friend, a famous martial arts master in Wuling Kingdom, and he has indeed been taken care of along the way.The man with the saber was named Hu Xinfeng, and he planned to escort them to Dazhuan Capital, and during the Caomu Ji, he would go to Jinfei Country to visit some friends from the world.

Dazhuan Capital holds the Caomu Ji, which is a grand event held once in ten years. Not only is the national player from all over the country duel, it is fascinating. The shortlisted masters, those who are rich but not expensive in the seal, bet on wild chess outside the grass and wood collection, and the amount is not small. It is rumored that every time the seal script sets the grass and trees in the capital, there will be tens of millions of silver in and out. Ordinary people, who are good at things, also like to gamble for fun. Throwing a few taels of silver in the streets and alleys, it is not surprising for a middle-class family with a well-off family to bet tens of hundreds of taels of silver. Most of the vassal vassals, dignitaries and literati who traveled from far away could not afford to spend money directly, so they bet on elegant objects, and reselling them later would bring a lot of money.

The girl felt aggrieved and said, "Auntie, if we don't go to the capital of Dazhuan, wouldn't it be a long and unjust journey, more than a thousand miles away?"

The young girl has selfish intentions, and she wants to meet the close disciple of the great seal national master who beat her grandfather back then, the immortal middle-aged man who followed the national teacher to practice Taoism, is only in her early 20s, and is also a woman, it is said She was born in a state of beauty, and the two princes of the Zhou family were still jealous of her. Some friends in the boudoir who liked to talk by hand hoped that she could witness with her own eyes whether the young fairy was really as charming and fairy-like as the rumors.She has already let out big words, and when she arrives at the feast of grass and trees in the capital of Dazhuan, she must find an opportunity to have a few words with that fairy.

The man with the saber has been guarding the gate of the pavilion. A master of the rivers and lakes is so hard-working, serving as a retinue for an old man who has long lost his official status. It takes half a year to go back and forth, which is not impossible for ordinary people. Hu Xinfeng turned his head and said with a smile: "The Yuxi River outside Dazhuan's capital city, there are indeed some myths and myths. They have been circulating in the rivers and lakes in recent years. Although they are not accurate, Miss Sui's words are not bad. Brother Sui, we really should be careful on this trip. some."

The old man was a little embarrassed.

Even a hero like Hu Xinfeng said so, the old man was unavoidably worried.But if you want to go back home just like that, you feel unwilling.

The woman wearing a fence and a lady's bun sighed softly. She was always a little uneasy. Regarding this trip to Dazhuan Capital with her father, nephews and nieces, she had privately divination several times. All the hexagrams are weird, and there are blessings and fates entwined in the great danger. In short, it is the uncertainty of fortune and misfortune, which makes it really difficult for her to fathom the deep meaning.In fact, according to common sense, the Dazhuan Dynasty has been in peace for a long time, and its national power is at its peak. It is on par with the Daguan Dynasty in the south. A bit of a weird rumor, even if true, shouldn't cause major trouble.She believed that the Yuxi River, which had never been conferred with a water god and built a shrine, might indeed harbor a black flood dragon, but she didn't believe that a water flood dragon could disrupt the capital of Dazhuan.

In the final analysis, she still has some regrets that for so many years, she can only rely on a booklet left by an expert, only relying on her own blind thinking, and practice the magic of the fairy family indiscriminately, and she has never been able to truly become a master to guide and inherit. An orderly genealogy of immortal masters, otherwise, she should have known whether to go or not to Dazhuan capital.

The teenager grinned.

My aunt is a strange person. It is rumored that one day after my grandmother was pregnant for ten months, a god in the dream carried the baby into the ancestral hall, handed it to my grandmother, and later gave birth to my aunt, but my aunt had a hard life. Knowing everything, in the early years, a master Yunyou passed by at home, and presented three gold hairpins and a plain gauze dress called "Bamboo Clothes", saying that it was a destiny.After Gao Ren left, as her aunt became more and more graceful, her reputation in the ruling and public circles of the Wuling Kingdom, especially in the literary world, also became more and more famous. However, her aunt was too rough in her marriage, so her grandfather helped her find her. Two husbands, one is a well-matched Tanhualang from the Wuling Kingdom, proud of his spring breeze, famous in the capital of Wuling, he never thought of getting involved in the imperial examination soon, and later grandpa didn't dare to look for the seeds of study, so he found a better character The Jianghu Junyan, my aunt was still about to pass the door, and something happened to the other family. The young hero of the Jianghu traveled far away, and it was rumored that he went to Lanfang and Qingci Kingdom. He has become a hero and has not yet married. Wife, I still miss my aunt.

My aunt is in her 30s, but she is still beautiful and charming, like a fairy coming out of a mural.

If it wasn't for my aunt who has lived in seclusion for so many years and never showed up, she would occasionally go to temples to burn incense, and would not choose the days when there are many pilgrims on the 15th day of the new year. She usually only sings with a handful of literati and refined poems. Regular customers come to the door and only talk for a few rounds, otherwise the young man believes that even if his aunt is an "old girl" at this age, the suitors will step through the threshold.

The handsome young man also has a different vision from his sister for the trip to the capital of Dazhuan. In addition to the grass and trees collection held by the Emperor Zhou, the Dazhuan Dynasty will also take the lead in introducing the top ten masters of the rivers and lakes and the four beauties. As long as the people listed are in the capital of Dazhuan, All of them can be received by Emperor Zhou and presented with a great gift.Perhaps now Dazhuan Capital has gathered many young masters who are newly on the list. Every ten years, Jianghu reviews, which old man will be squeezed out, which new face will be on the list, Dazhuan Capital also has a huge bet.

Although this young man surnamed Sui from the Wuling Kingdom came from a scholarly family, he was destined to follow the path his grandfather, father and elder brother walked, and become a civil servant of the Wuling Kingdom step by step. The heroes of the rivers and lakes yearn for it the most. He has hidden dozens of Jianghu romance novels in the study, and the books are broken and recited by heart.The young man admired Uncle Hu, a martial artist who had made a name for himself, even more so. If Hu Daxia hadn't already had a wife and daughter, the young man would have wanted to match him up with his aunt.

Seeing the expression of the old man surnamed Sui, Chen Pingan probably still wanted to go to Dazhuan Capital, so he didn't say anything more.

At the end of the previous review, it happened to be raining.

It's just that the road outside is muddy, except for Chen Ping'an, everyone in the pavilion has some concerns, so they don't rush on their way.

Chen Pingan had already put away the chessboard and chess jar in the bamboo box, holding a trekking stick and wearing a bamboo hat, and left.

Glancing at the rain screen before, the bet conceded, and the resumption ended, just as the heavy rain stopped and the sky cleared up.

This was another silent reminder from Chen Pingan. As for whether the Mili girl could detect the clues, it was her own business.

The man with the saber is a martial artist of the Five Realms, and he should be regarded as a master of martial arts in the Wuling Kingdom.

As for the woman Mili, she seems to be a half-hearted Qi practitioner, her level is not high, only about two or three levels.

Chen Ping just walked outside the pavilion, and frowned.

such a coincidence

Why is there a warrior with a golden body riding a horse on this mountain path in the wilderness.As an old man with the Sui surname, he shouldn't have such a deadly enemy in the temple and an enemy in the rivers and lakes.

The Dazhuan Dynasty has a vast territory of more than ten countries. Small countries like Lanfang and Wuling may not necessarily have a golden warrior sitting in Wuyun, just like Caiyi Kingdom and Shushui Kingdom in the middle of Aquarius Island. For a martial artist at the top of the Six Realms like Senior Song, his martial power can be the best in a country.It's just that people down the mountain don't know real people and gods, but people on the mountain are more likely to see practitioners. It is precisely because Chen Pingan's cultivation base is high and his eyesight is sharp that he will see more practitioners, pure warriors, mountain spirits, and market people. ghost.Otherwise, it would be like Chen Pingan, who was still an apprentice of the dragon kiln in his hometown town back then, and everyone he met was only rich or poor.

However, after so many years of traveling far and wide, apart from places like the Hanging Mountain and the ferry, after all, ordinary people have seen more, but there are fewer stories.

But the warrior soon stopped his horse in the distance, as if waiting for someone.

There should be another rider beside him, who is a practitioner.

Then, on the ancient tea-horse road in the other direction of the pavilion, there was a chaotic sound of walking. There were about a dozen people, their footsteps varied from deep to shallow, and their cultivation naturally varied from high to low.

Chen Pingan hesitated a little, stretched out his foot, stepped on the mud, pulled out his boots from the mud, rubbed the soles of his shoes on the steps, sighed, walked back to the pavilion, and said helplessly: "Just sit for a while, Let the sun shine on the road before we talk, otherwise it will be uncomfortable all the way."

That young man was unrestrained, optimistic and cheerful, and it was his first time to walk in the rivers and lakes. He said with a smile, "witty"

Chen Pingan smiled.

Hu Xinfeng was a little helpless, and turned around to talk about this kid, in the Jianghu, he can't be so presumptuous.

I never thought that the Mili woman had already spoken a lesson, "As a scholar, you must not be so rude, please apologize to Mr. Chen."

The young man quickly looked at his grandfather, and the old man smiled and said, "Is it difficult for a scholar to apologize to others? The sages and sages in the book are more precious, or your kid's face is more precious."

The young man had a big heart, he really smiled brightly, and apologized to the man in the bamboo hat and green shirt, but the man who traveled far away to study didn't say anything, just stood there with a smile, and didn't say any kind words that didn't need an apology.

The girl covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly. It was a joy to see her naughty brother suffer.

The old man surnamed Sui said with a smile: "My lord, let's continue on our way."

Chen Ping smiled and nodded, "See you again."

It's just that when they wanted to get out of the pavilion to lead the horses, they saw a group of people from the rivers and lakes swarming over there, striding forward, splashing mud everywhere.

Hu Xinfeng stood with his saber on his back and didn't get on his horse. At the same time, he quietly made a gesture, implying that the four people around him should not step on the stirrups to get on their horses in a hurry, so as not to appear condescending and staring at others.

Half of the group of quacks walked through the pavilion and continued to move forward. Suddenly, a burly man with his collar open, his eyes lit up, stopped and shouted loudly: "Brothers, let's rest for a while."

The Mili woman frowned.

Hu Xinfeng said softly: "Just make way for them, try not to cause trouble."

The old man surnamed Sui nodded, and the boys and girls tried their best to get close to the old man.

The man in the bamboo hat and green shirt seemed to be the same, he didn't dare to stay in the pavilion, so he walked sideways on the other side of the steps, his thoughts were exactly the same as theirs, and he gave up the pavilion to this Jianghu man who didn't look like a good man or a believer.

But even the young man with the box behind the stinking chess basket, who was careful enough, was still the man who was deliberately walked into the pavilion by four or five people at the same time, and one of them deliberately swayed and rubbed his shoulder.

The young man in green staggered back and apologized. The strong young man rubbed his shoulders and said angrily, "It's such a wide road, let alone walking on two legs, even if you have twenty, it's enough for each of us." Let's go, you kid doesn't have eyes, you insist on bumping into me or you say you are bullying me, you think there is a woman here, and you want to show off your heroism"

The bookcase behind the young man on a study tour, the chess pot and the chessboard collided with each other, clanging loudly. The young man's face was pale, and he still apologized endlessly. He moved again to give way to the gate of the travel booth.

The burly young man followed suit, stretched out his hand and pushed it on the shoulder of the green-clothed scholar, causing the latter to fall down and sit in the mud outside the steps of the pavilion.

The young scholar looked terrified and glanced at the group of people gathered on the other side of the steps of the pavilion, but the old man surnamed Sui sighed and turned a blind eye.The faces of the boys and girls were even paler, Hu Xinfeng just frowned, but the girl Mili was hesitant to speak, but was signaled by the eyes of the old man surnamed Sui that she should not be too troublesome.After all, Hu Xinfeng has worked hard all these years, and finally managed to cling to an official family member and start a wealthy white business. If he got involved in a murder case for no reason, it would be very difficult.This group of tyrannical people is not from the Wuling country by their accent. Originally, Hu Xinfeng's reputation in the country's black and white circles may not be useful.

Hu Xinfeng actually had a heavy heart, far less calm than his face.

Because among this group of people, it seems that the noise is the martial arts style of the bottom of the rivers and lakes, but it is not.It is only said that one of the old men with scars on his face may not know him, Hu Xinfeng, but Hu Xinfeng still remembers him vividly. He is an evil master who committed several major crimes in Jinfei Kingdom. He practiced kung fu superbly, and his boxing skills are extremely fierce. He was one of the top villains in the green forest of Jinfei country. He has been on the run for more than ten years. It is said that he hid in the border area between Qingci country and Lanfang country. The single-handed demon leader of the rivers and lakes created an evil sect with many people and powerful forces. Lin Shu, the master of the Zhengrong sect among the four masters of the righteous way in the Jinfei Kingdom, led a dozen righteous people to besiege and kill this person in his early years, but he was still killed by him. Injured and escaped.

Once it was the old devil Yang Yuan, even if the opponent was seriously injured back then, suffered sequelae, aged these years, his vitality and blood were aging, and his martial arts did not advance but regressed, he may not be his opponent Hu Xinfeng now, but the opponent has a lot of people after all.However, if the other party has recuperated all these years and is still improving in martial arts, Hu Xinfeng's scalp would be even more numb. This ancient tea-horse road is usually inaccessible, and Hu Xinfeng felt that he had to risk his life for the Sui family on this icing on the cake escort trip. A snowstorm sent charcoal.

Hu Xinfeng was originally worried that brother Sui would get angry with his book business and would definitely intervene in this matter, but now it seems that he was worrying too much.Even if he didn't tell the truth about Yang Yuan's status, Brother Sui still didn't intend to take matters into his own hands.

It really was that Hunjiang Jiao Yang Yuan

The stalwart old man looked at Hu Xinfeng, Hu Xinfeng hesitated for a moment, then clasped his fists and said: "Wuling Kingdom Hengdu Gang, leader Hu Xinfeng, met all friends from the Jianghu."

Yang Yuan thought for a while, then said with a hoarse smile, "I've never heard of it."

The rest of the people laughed loudly.

Yang Yuan glanced at the Mili girl, a pair of eyes that were originally muddy and bleak, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, turned his head to look at the other side, and said to the young man with a fleshy face: "It's rare for us to walk in the rivers and lakes. Don't fight and kill all the time, some careless bumps will make the other party lose money."

The young man was stunned for a moment. Standing next to Yang Yuan was a young man with a sword on his back, holding a folding fan, and said with a smile, "It's enough to pay five or sixty taels. Don't open your mouth like a lion and embarrass a down-and-out scholar."

The young scholar who was sitting on the ground and didn't dare to get up said in a panic, "Where do I have so much money? There is only a pair of chessboards and chess jars in the bamboo box, worth more than ten taels of silver."

The young swordsman waved his folding fan, "This is a bit difficult."

The handsome boy wanted to speak, but the old man surnamed Sui grabbed the boy's arm and stared fiercely.

The boy was frightened by his grandfather's strange eyes, and kept silent like a cicada.

The old man surnamed Sui quickly glanced at the poor scholar. Fortunately, he didn't mean to ask for help and borrow money from him. The few juniors here have damaged the image of kindness and kindness in the past.

For some reason, Yang Yuan, the old devil who came back out of the rivers and lakes, waved his hands, his voice was still hoarse like a sharpening knife, and he said with a smile: "Forget it, it's almost enough to scare the scholars, let the scholars go away quickly, this kid can be regarded as a man of spirit, with such a bit of character I mean, it’s much better than some scholars who stand by and watch, don’t say anything out of righteousness, you’re afraid of getting angry, that is, you don’t have a knife in your hand, and there are many outsiders, otherwise it is estimated that the young scholar must be hacked to death with a knife before he can be clean.”

The man with a swollen face was a little disappointed, and made a gesture to kick, but the young scholar got up, avoided the crowd, and rushed out on the path, splashing mud everywhere.

The old man surnamed Sui looked composed.

The handsome young man's face was flushed, and he was ashamed after hearing what the old guy meant.

The woman in Mili saw the young man in the green shirt at the end of the path, stopped, turned around, and then revealed an unidentified

It wasn't because of her delusional and dazzled smile that the man strode away.

At the gate of the pavilion, Yang Yuan pointed to the young man with a fan next to him, and looked at the girl, "This is my beloved disciple, who has not yet married a wife. Although you hide your face, you are still a woman." Hair bun, it doesn't matter, my disciple doesn't care about these things, it's better to choose a date than hit it, and our two families will become in-laws Don't worry, this old gentleman, although we are from the rivers and lakes, we have a good family background, and the dowry will only compare with one another If you don’t believe me, you can ask your sword-wielding squire, with such a good skill, he should recognize the identity of this old man.”

The old man surnamed Sui's face was ashen.

Hu Xinfeng looked embarrassed, and after preparing the draft, he said to the old man: "Brother Sui, this old man Yang Yuanyang, nicknamed Hunjiang Jiao, was a martial arts master on the Jinfei National Road in his early years."

The young man trembled tremblingly, as small as a mosquito, and said in a trembling voice: "Yang Yuan, the Hunjiang Jiao, was beaten to death by Lin Shu, the master of the Zhengrong Sect, Lin Daxia?"

No matter how soft the young man's voice was, he thought others couldn't hear him, but in the ears of masters like Hu Xinfeng and Yang Yuan, it was naturally a "heavy speech" that could be heard clearly.

Hu Xinfeng turned his head and said angrily: "Sui Wenfa, stop talking nonsense and apologize to Senior Yang."

The handsome boy apologized again.

Today is the second time he apologized to someone.

Yang Yuan stretched out a hand and said with a smile: "Go inside and chat. I hope that the old servant of Wuling Kingdom Sui will give me some face."

The old man surnamed Sui breathed a sigh of relief.It's fine if you don't fight immediately.There are often bloody scenes in books, but the old man has never seen it with his own eyes.

Since the other party recognized his identity and called him the old servant, maybe things will turn around.

The two sides sat facing each other on the benches under the wall of the pavilion, only the old man Yang Yuan and the sword-carrying disciple sat on the bench facing the door. The old man leaned forward, bent over and clenched his fists. , smiled and looked at the silent Mili woman and the young girl beside her, the old man smiled and said: "If the old servant of Sui doesn't mind, you can kiss me more. I have a good grandson in my family. This year I just turned sixteen, and I didn't travel the rivers and lakes with me, but I have read poetry and books, which is the real seed of reading, and it is not a lie. Lan Fangguo's imperial examination this year, my grandson is a second-class Jinshi, surnamed Yang Mingrui, old minister of Sui Maybe everyone has heard of my grandson's name."

Then the old man turned his head to his disciple and said with a smile: "I don't know which woman my Rui'er will take a fancy to, Fu Zhen, who do you think Rui'er will pick, and will they conflict with you?"

The sword-carrying disciple hurriedly said: "It's better for older ones to marry wives, and younger ones to take concubines."

The old man frowned and said, "It's not suitable for etiquette."

The disciple said with a smile: "People in the Jianghu don't need to pay so much attention. It's really not good. If these two young and old girls feel wronged, they just change their names. Marrying Yang Rui will have talent, good looks and family background. If Lan Fanguo didn't There is no princess of the right age, and the county master has long been a son-in-law. It is a great blessing for the two girls to marry Yang Rui of our family, and we should be satisfied."

Hu Xinfeng held back his anger, "Senior Yang, don't forget, this is in our Wuling Kingdom"

Yang Yuan smiled and said: "If Wang Dun, No. 1 of the Wuling Kingdom, sat here, I would not enter this pavilion. Coincidentally, Wang Dun should be in the capital of Dazhuan now. Of course, our big group People crossing the border swaggeringly, really dead people, those seasoned police officers in Wuling Kingdom will definitely be able to catch some clues, but it doesn't matter, the old servant of Sui will help clean up the mess when the time comes, scholars value the most reputation, and family scandals cannot be spread .”

Hu Xinfeng sighed, turned to look at the old man surnamed Sui, "Brother Sui, what do you say?"

The old man surnamed Sui looked at the tough old man, and said with a sneer, "I don't believe you, Yang Yuan, can really be lawless in our Wuling country."

Yang Yuan laughed it off, and asked Hu Xinfeng: "How can Daxia Hu risk his life? He also has to pay for a sect and his family, and protect the two women. It's wiser to prevent our two families from getting married. Turn around. On the day my Ruier got married, as the first-class guest, you came to the door to give gifts and congratulations, and then asked me to return a big gift."

The sword-carrying disciple laughed and said: "After the raw rice is cooked, the woman will be much more obedient."

Yang Yuan smiled and nodded, "It's not rough to say anything."

The old man surnamed Sui begged: "When Hu Daxia is in danger, don't abandon us."

Hu Xinfeng's expression was complicated, as heaven and man were at war.

Yang Yuan smiled and said: "It's a pity that the young scholar is not here, otherwise he will definitely use your scholars' words to scold your in-laws, but it is also fortunate that he is not there, otherwise I will never let my old in-laws lose face and kill you." Just kill me. My temper is much better than before, especially since I have an extra Ruier in my family, I respect you scholars, no matter how many sage books you have read in your stomach."

The woman Mi Li suddenly said, "I can stay and let them go, and then rush to Lanfang Kingdom immediately. Even if someone reports to the officials, as long as we cross the border and enter Jinfei Kingdom, it will be meaningless."

Yang Yuan shook his head and said: "That's the trouble. We came to your Wuling country this time to find a wife for my Ruier. There are still some things that must be done. So Hu Daxia's decision is very important."

Hu Xinfeng suddenly asked: "Even if I agree in this pavilion, you will really rest assured."

Yang Yuan smiled and said, "Of course I don't worry."

Hu Xinfeng took a deep breath, twisted his waist, and punched the old man surnamed Sui on the head.

Not to mention a frail old man, even an ordinary quack master, they couldn't withstand Hu Xinfeng's hard punch.

But the next moment, Hu Xinfeng was blocked by a flash of sword light, and Hu Xinfeng stopped suddenly.

It turned out that in front of the old man surnamed Sui, there was a sword lying horizontally.

The person who brought out the sword was none other than the proud disciple of Hunjiang Jiao Yang Yuan. The young swordsman held his back in one hand and the sword in the other, smiling, "Sure enough, the so-called masters of Wuling Kingdom are very disappointing. There is only one Wang Ton stands out from the crowd, among the newest ten in Dazhuan Commentary, although Wang Ton can only be at the bottom, he is definitely far superior to other warriors in Wuling Kingdom."

Yang Yuan frowned, "What nonsense."

The young man knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and a rage flashed across his face. He took a step forward, and the light of the sword flashed. In the small pavilion, the heat had already subsided after the heavy rain, and when the young swordsman took out his sword, there was a burst of coolness on his skin.

Hu Xinfeng stepped back and said angrily, "Senior Yang, why?"

Facing the fierce sword lights criss-crossing and shining across the pavilion, Hu Xinfeng was still able to ask questions, obviously better than Yang Yuan's disciple.

The young swordsman lost a beautiful lady who had never met but had a delicate figure in vain. Just hearing her say a word, he felt that he must be a stunning beauty, even if his appearance was not as good as his figure and voice. Attractive, but not far behind, especially since she is a lady from a famous scholarly family in the Wuling Kingdom, she must have a special charm. I never thought that she would be cheap for no reason. Huo, at this moment Hu Xinfeng still dared to be distracted by words, and the sword became more fierce and swift.

The handsome boy Sui Wenfa hid beside the old man surnamed Sui, and the young girl Sui Wenyi snuggled into her aunt's arms, shivering.

Mili woman comforted softly: "Don't be afraid."

Yang Yuan's body was like an ape, bent over, pointing his toes, ran out vigorously, grabbed the gap, hit Hu Xinfeng's chest with both fists and hammers, and hit Hu Xinfeng upside down on the spot, falling to the ground, vomiting blood. After struggling twice, I couldn't get up.

Yang Yuan sneered in his heart, it was the same 20 years ago, and it will still be the same 20 years later, his mother's group of righteous heroes who are trying to gain fame, are smarter than the other, and he was too stupid back then, which led to his own ability, in the Jianghu of Jinfei Kingdom There is no place to stand.Fortunately, it was a blessing in disguise, not only created a thriving new sect on the border between the two countries, but also mixed into the official circles of Lanfang Kingdom and Qingci Kingdom Mountain, and met two real masters.

The young swordsman was about to rush out and make a few blows to the heart and head of Hu Daxia.

But Yang Yuan stretched out his hand to stop him. When Hu Xinfeng turned his head to wipe the blood, his lips moved slightly, and so did Yang Yuan.

At this moment, two riders approached slowly on the trail, and they did not slow down their horseshoes in the slightest when they encountered this "dispute between rivers and lakes".

Yiqi is an old man in black with a sword, and Yiqi is a man in his thirties.

But when the two riders passed the pavilion, the old man just rode his horse past without looking at the crowd.

The old man surnamed Sui shouted: "Two chivalrous men, help me. I am Sui Xinyu, the former minister of the Ministry of Industry of Wuling Kingdom. These villains want to murder for money."

The younger man suddenly reined in his horse and turned his head, he said in surprise, "But Uncle Sui"

Sui Xinyu, who was more famous in Wuling Kingdom for academics and chess than being an official, froze for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

Yang Yuan smiled and said: "Old in-law, you are really not afraid of killing innocent passers-by. Now I have some regrets about these two marriages. God knows if I will sell them to your in-laws someday."

The man got off his horse, bowed and saluted, weeping bitterly: "Cao Fu, my junior, when I met Uncle Sui, the junior wanted to take refuge and was afraid of hurting Uncle Sui, so he had to leave without saying goodbye. After all, he hurt Miss Sui."

Except for Yang Yuan and a disciple named Fu Zhen, the faces of the group changed drastically, and everyone was frightened.

Cao Fu is a well-known existence in Lanfang Kingdom and Qingci Kingdom, and somehow he has changed from a poor warrior who wandered to Lanfang Kingdom to a disciple of the old god on the mountain of Qingci Kingdom.Although the names of cultivators on the territory of more than a dozen countries are not very intimidating, and the common people may not have heard of them, but some sects of the rivers and lakes from some families know that cultivators who can stand tall in the borders of more than ten countries, Especially those with Xianjia mansions and Patriarchal Halls, and none of them are easy to deal with.

In the past ten years or so, this Cao Fu has traveled down the mountain and rivers and lakes several times, and he is accompanied by the legendary guardians. Cao Fu almost never makes a move. Lanfangguo's famous queen empress had a relationship with him as a senior sister and younger brother in the early years.

So now, among the top ten masters and four beauties selected by the Great Seal Dynasty, two are related to Cao Fu, one is the senior sister of the "Youlan Beauty", one of the four beauties, and two of the other three are famous A long-time beauty, a retreat disciple of the Great Seal Master, a girl who was born in the northernmost city of Qingliu Country and was coquettishly hidden by a border general Jinwu. For this reason, the neighboring country even started a war with the border of Qingliu Country. Rumor has it that it was to kidnap this beauty Disaster.

Cao Fu, the lucky one with excellent luck, is also related to the Dao protector who ranks ahead of Wang Dun on the new list of Dazhuan, the swordsman Xiao Shuye, who has entered the realm of refining gods according to legend He also learned from Master Cao Fu the superb thunder method that can slay demons and demons. The "Wuxiao" saber at his waist is a fairy sword that cuts iron like mud and defeats ghosts.

If there were no accidents, the old man in black who stopped his horse and turned his head after Cao Fu would be Xiao Shuye.

The girl raised her head, held her aunt's arm, and said pleasantly, "Aunt, is it really that Uncle Cao Fu that Grammar often mentions?"

Tears welled up in the handsome young man Sui Wenfa's eyes. Regarding the deeds of this Uncle Cao, he has been fascinated for a long time, but he has never been sure whether it is the man who married his aunt but fell into poverty. Cao Fu, the exiled immortal in Fangguo, was the young hero who almost married his aunt in his early years.

After Cao Fu straightened his waist, he went to help the hero Hu up.

Hu Xinfeng smiled wryly and said: "Mr. Cao, blame me, Hu Xinfeng. If you hadn't arrived, or surrendered your life, you wouldn't be able to protect Brother Sui. Once a catastrophe happens, a hundred deaths will never redeem you."

Cao Fu hurriedly took a step back and bowed again, "Hero Hu is a man of integrity, and I will be respected by the junior Cao Fu."

Sui Xinyu snorted coldly, and waved his sleeves, "Cao Fu, you know people, know faces, but don't know people's hearts. When Daxia Hu was sparring with others just now, he almost accidentally killed you, Uncle Sui."

Cao Fu was astonished.

Sui Xinyu sighed, "Cao Fu, you are still too kind-hearted. You don't know that the world is dangerous. It doesn't matter. Adversity sees friendship. Just think that I, Sui Xinyu, was blind before and met a friend like Hu Daxia. Hu Xinfeng, you go away." Well, from now on, my Sui family will not be able to compare with Hu Daxia, so I will stop having any human relations."

Hu Xinfeng turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground, bowed his head with his fists folded and said, "In the future, Hu Xinfeng will definitely go to Brother Sui's mansion to come and plead guilty."

With one hand on his chest and the other on the knife, the man with the knife staggered away step by step, his back was desolate.

Yang Yuan stood at the gate of the pavilion with a gloomy face, and said in a deep voice: "Cao Fu, don't think it's okay just because of the relationship between the teachers. This is the Wuling Kingdom, not the Lanfang Kingdom and even less the Qingci Kingdom."

Sui Xinyu stroked his beard and smiled, "Such words sound familiar to the old man."

Hunjiang Jiao Yang Yuan's face was cold and hard, as if he was holding back his anger, but he didn't dare to take any action. This made the old servant of Wuling Kingdom feel more happy in life.

The girl Sui Wenyi nestled in her aunt's arms, covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, she looked at the man named Cao Fu, her mind was swaying, and then the girl's face turned dark.

Sui Wenfa's eyes widened and he stared hard at Cao Fu, who could be regarded as half an uncle. The young man felt that he must take a closer look at the hero who walked out of a book. It's a pity that Uncle Cao, who is as refined as a literati and poet, does not have a sword Hang the knife, otherwise it would be perfect.

With one hand behind Cao Fu, he stood on the road with his fist clenched in his belly, showing his celebrity style. The old servant of Sui nodded secretly.

Cao Fu first glanced at the Mili woman, his eyes were gentle and watery, and he couldn't explain the unexplainable nostalgia and sorrow, then turned his head to look at Yang Yuan, and it was another chic and romantic tempered by the rivers and lakes, he stepped back, Squatting on both knees slightly, stretched out a palm, and said with a smile: "Yang Yuan, I haven't seen you for so many years, since I met you, let's learn a few tricks."

Yang Yuan sneered and said, "It's a matter of seniority, let my disciple Fu Zhen do a few tricks with you, live and die on your own, and don't involve the elders of your respective schools, how about it?"

Fu Zhen's mouth twitched.

Yang Yuan had already said in a deep voice: "Fu Zhen, regardless of victory or defeat, there will only be three strikes."

Fu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Master finally didn't force himself to die.

Fu Zhen took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Then ask Daxian Master Cao for advice on three tricks."

After thinking about it for a while, Fu Zhen stretched out his sword, and stepped forward like a dragonfly on water, very light.

This sword looks like a rainbow, but it actually has a lot of strength.

Thinking that it would be a big deal to suffer a little under the opponent's hands and save his life.

But Fu Zhen soon regretted it.

The man stepped forward with his head tilted. Just when Fu Zhen was hesitating whether to wipe it symbolically, the man had already come to Fu Zhen in an instant, put his palm on Fu Zhen's face, and said with a smile: " Wulei Zhenzhuan, hurry out of the crimson palace."

slam.

If there is a thunderbolt, it will explode on Fu Zhen's face.

Fu Zhen, who bled from his seven orifices and was killed on the spot, flew upside down, smashed open the wall facing the door of the pavilion, and disappeared instantly.

The sword that fell to the ground was grabbed by Cao Fu, and with a wave of his hand, it was nailed into a big tree.

The handsome young man Sui Wenfa was so excited when he saw it, he wiped his face and really cried.Don't be a half-uncle, it's the uncle in my heart, I must ask this uncle for some tricks, at least I won't be as pitiful as the old green-shirted man who was a stinky chess basket in the future, isn't he being bumped into He had to apologize when he was done, and he didn't dare to say a word when he was pushed down in the mud, and he didn't walk slowly when he was running, and he was carrying such a big green bamboo bookcase on his back, how ridiculous.

Hunjiang Jiao Yang Yuan led the people to leave the pavilion quickly, Cao Fu asked with a smile: "Uncle Sui, do you need to stop them?"

The face of Mili woman hidden behind the veil did not change much.

The old man surnamed Sui thought about it, and it was better not to make any extra troubles. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Forget it, I have already taught them a lesson. Let's leave this place quickly, after all, there is still a corpse behind the pavilion."

As for those villains who left when they saw something bad, would they harm passers-by?

The two parties who almost became Weng's son-in-law in the early years may have a tacit understanding, or they may not have thought of it, so let's just ignore it.

After some chatting, I learned that Cao Fu had just come all the way from Lanfang, Qingci, and Jinfei countries this time. In fact, he had already looked for the Sui family's mansion in Wuling country. When he heard that the old minister of Sui had already rushed to the Dazhuan Dynasty On the way, he drove day and night, asking for traces all the way, and finally met him at the pavilion on this ancient tea-horse road.Cao Fu had lingering fears, and only said that he was late, the old servant laughed, and said that it was better to come early than to come by coincidence, neither too late nor too late.When talking about these words, the Wenya old man looked at his daughter, but the Mili girl just didn't say a word, and the old man smiled even more, probably because his daughter was shy.Cao Fu is such a unique son-in-law who rides the dragon fast, it is a great pity to miss it once, and now Cao Fu is obviously returning home, and he has not forgotten the marriage contract back then, which is even more rare, and he must not miss it again. It doesn't matter if you don't go to the gathering, the top priority is to go back to your hometown first to settle this marriage.

The "Master Cao Daxian" said by the disciple of Yang Yuan, the leader of the bandits and bandits.

Let Sui Xinyu remember it firmly.

Cao Fu originally wanted to protect the old man to the capital of Dazhuan, and said he was willing to follow him all the way, but when he heard the old man said that returning home, the grass and trees will gather and the journey is long, and his body and bones may not be able to withstand the bumps, Cao Fu changed his mind accordingly. It is also said that there are water dragons making trouble in Dazhuan capital now, so it's better not to go.

A group of people walked out of the pavilion, rode their own horses, slowly descended the mountain along this ancient tea-horse road, and returned to the county where the Sui family of Wuling State was located. Sui Xinyu felt very comfortable, thinking that it would be nice to take a detour and go to the capital to meet those old friends.

When the Mili woman got on her horse, she glanced at the end of the path out of the corner of her eye, thoughtfully.

Yang Yuan's gangsters returned along the same road, they either diverted the path and escaped, or ran wildly, otherwise, once they continued to drive to the capital of Dazhuan, they might encounter them.

On the way down the mountain.

Before Hu Xinfeng got out of everyone's sight, he immediately started to run in big strides, and finally saw the man in the bamboo hat and green shirt. Hu Xinfeng was annoyed when he saw this trash. He always felt that today was so unlucky. Bushi was playing chess in the Xingting Pavilion, and played a game of chess with a surnamed Sui dawdly. If he left the Xingting Pavilion earlier or later, it might not be the situation today. The relationship between the Sui family is still harmonious, and maybe they can also cling to that high-ranking Cao Fu by the way.As a result, Sui Xinyu is annoyed now, not to mention, he even lost the chance to befriend Cao Fu, maybe that girl who looks so good that he dare not even think about it, and the half-married girl who has not been married for a long time Husband Cao Fu, if you blow on the pillow, Hu Xinfeng is afraid that one day his family will be ruined for no reason

It's such a loss

Think of these.

Hu Xinfeng swept across with one kick, and hit the frail scholar on the head with his whip leg, causing the latter to fall into the dense forest beyond the mountain path and disappear instantly.

Only then did Hu Xinfeng feel a little better.

Hu Xinfeng's mood became much better, and he spat out a mouthful of blood-streaked saliva. He was hammered on the chest by Yang Yuanshuang earlier, but the injury was not serious.

But after Hu Xinfeng walked half a mile, his eyes suddenly widened. Why was that young scholar holding a walking stick in front of him again?

Lao Tzu, this is the daytime to hell

Hu Xinfeng carefully picked up a stone and threw it lightly.

It happened to hit the back of the man's head, the man covered his head with his hand, turned his head with a distraught expression, and cursed angrily: "There is no end!"

Hu Xinfeng wanted to laugh, but suddenly he didn't dare to.

Hu Xinfeng's heartstrings were tense, and he was about to take off this ancient tea-horse road that suddenly made him feel gloomy, but the man staggered directly towards him. This strange scene made Hu Xinfeng unable to move for a while.

Hu Xinfeng's face was stiff.

The man helped the bamboo hat, and asked with a smile: "Why, if there is a big road, don't take it, I'm not afraid of ghosts hitting the wall."

Hu Xinfeng swallowed, nodded and said, "Take the big road, you have to take the big road."

The two walked slowly together.

Hu Xinfeng weighed it up and found that the man seemed to be unsteady on his feet, his face was slightly pale, and sweat was still oozing from his forehead. After hesitating for a while, he quickly sank into his dantian and punched the man on one side of the temple.

slam.

The man flew out of the Ancient Tea Horse Road again.

Hu Xinfeng rubbed his fist with the palm of his hand, feeling the pain, he should be dead at this moment.

But after walking another mile, the man in green shirt appeared in sight again.

Now Hu Xinfeng was sweating profusely, but his back felt cold.

Fortunately, the man still walked towards him, and then walked side by side with him, just slowly walking down the mountain.

Hu Xinfeng was sweating profusely.

Suddenly there was a sound of hoofbeats behind him.

Hu Xinfeng retreated abruptly, and shouted loudly: "Brother Sui, Mr. Cao, this person is Yang Yuan's accomplice!"

It's just that Qiqi just passed by, and no one turned to look at him.

Hu Xinfeng was struck by lightning.

The young scholar smiled and said, "This is a bit embarrassing."

But the young scholar suddenly frowned.

Among the cavalry, the Mili woman anxiously said with ripples in her heart: "Mr. Chen, save me!"

Chen Pingan just turned a deaf ear and slowed down. As soon as he slowed down, Hu Xinfeng slowed down.

But the woman didn't give up on that ride, she turned her horse's head in an instant, she was the only one riding, running in the opposite direction with the others, and went straight to the green shirt and bamboo hat.

Rao Chen Pingan was a little dumbfounded. I have seen many shameless people, but I have never seen such a shameless person. The Mili woman jumped off her horse and floated beside him, then hid behind him and the bookcase, He said softly, "Master Chen, I know you are a cultivator, please help me."

Chen Pingan turned his head and asked, "Am I your father or your grandfather?"

The woman suddenly took off the bamboo hat, revealing her face, she said sadly: "As long as you can save me, you will be my benefactor, Sui Jingcheng, and you will be promised by your body."

He never thought that the man would slap her several times in the same place, and then fell to the ground, directly beating her who was sitting on the ground into a daze.

The man said: "I have tolerated you as a big family for a long time."

But at the next moment, the man sighed, facing her and Hu Xinfeng's frail scholar, he took out a jade bamboo folding fan out of thin air, and said with a smile: "The abrupt beauty, the abrupt beauty."