After rebirth, the master became the white moonlight

The first cup of new tea in the early spring was brewed in the teahouse in the attic. Xiao Er wiped the plaque and door rail several times, and a layer of dust had accumulated before it opened for half a month.It was still early, and there were not many people in the shop. Two people sat by the window on the second floor, chatting while drinking tea. The location of this teahouse is very good, and you can see the streets of Jiangbei from the second floor.

The man took a sip of tea and glanced outside: "Someone is here."

A small group of people came from the west and stopped just downstairs of the teahouse.The leader is very strong, wearing a loose robe, with his left hand slightly exposed, supporting a knife at his waist.

"Search for people, and take away all those who meet the requirements." A group of people behind him dispersed and went door to door to search for the people they wanted. After a while, several people came over, including men and women, all young people.

When the tea was cold, the man poured it out and made another cup.

"People in Pingzhou City are getting more and more rampant."

The person sitting opposite covered his face and whispered: "Don't dare to talk nonsense, this person is Zuo Qiucheng, the great apprentice of Zhongliyi. After the Pingzhou City General School moved from Jiangbei, the jurisdiction was divided, and Zuoqiu Cheng is now in charge of Jiangbei District .”

"Remove?" The man caught some words and asked back.

"You don't know? Not from Jiangbei?"

After a while, the man put down the cup in his hand, rubbing the rim with his thumb, as if he had no interest in drinking any more, and said indifferently, "I haven't been back for a long time, so I don't know."

"It's been several years, at least five years ago, after Zhongli Township annexed several sect families, it expanded Pingzhou City, starting from Jiangbei and heading towards Xiaoshan," he paused, and was about to say, "Xiaoshan do you know?"

"Well, go on."

"From Jiangbei to Xiaoshan, all the small sects and sects passing through were placed under the jurisdiction of Pingzhou City, and finally a Wanping Palace was built in Xiaoshan. I heard that this Wanping Palace took three thousand disciples and took three years to complete. He arrested people in the city and sent them to work as laborers, and Jiangbei people have been oppressed by him in recent years."

More and more people gathered under the teahouse, and even seven or eight-year-old children were carried over to stand there.

The man took a look: "Didn't you say that the palace was built in three years? Why is he still arresting people?"

"Men, take it to be a servant who brings tea and water, and children to take it as new disciples. As for these women..." The person on the opposite side paused, "Zuoqiu take advantage of this."

After he finished speaking, he found that the man raised his head and looked at him for a moment, his eyes were black and shiny, and he obviously had a very good-looking face, but he looked indifferent, making it impossible to get close to him.

"We've all heard about this sect of cultivating immortals. We just want to have fun in our spare time. Who knows if it's true or not. A few years ago, I heard that Xiao Zijun in Xiaoshan died overnight and his second apprentice disappeared. Zhong Liyi even forced him to personally oversee the transformation of Xiaoshan into the Wanping Palace. Because of this, storytellers are making crazy money. I hire a storyteller in this small shop, and I earn this amount every day..."

With a "snap", before he finished speaking, the man crushed the teacup in his hand, and the tea dripped down his hand to the ground.

Realizing that he had talked too much, he quickly shut his mouth, and retracted his hand that was stretched out to make a gesture. Before he could say anything, the man threw the rubbish on the table, a little casually: "The cup is too bad, it should be Changed."

The two were silent for a while, and there was a commotion under the teahouse. There were more people than before, and men and women stood separately.Originally, Zuo Qiu had enough people to leave, but an old man suddenly rushed in from the crowd, causing a bit of confusion.

Zuo Qiucheng grabbed the old man's back collar: "Old man, why are you running around?"

The old man turned around and grabbed Zuo Qiucheng's arm: "Immortal, we are not from Jiangbei. We are just passing by here. My son and grandson can't go with you. Immortal, please let us go."

Zuoqiu Cheng seemed to be very satisfied with these two sentences of "immortal", and his tone was calmer: "Don't worry, they have a destiny to meet me, take them away."

He let go of the old man and led the team to leave, but the old man was relentless behind him, grabbed his wide sleeve and knelt down directly, he pulled Zuoqiu and his right sleeve from his shoulders, and the inside It was a flaccid sleeve, and his right arm was broken!

Zuo Qiucheng saw a part of his right arm exposed, got annoyed for a moment, kicked the old man in the chest, kicked him a long way, fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

Two voices, one long and one young, sounded from the crowd.

"father!"

"grandfather!"

There were more and more people in the teahouse, and many of them came here to watch the excitement. This is a good location.

"This Zuoqiu Cheng broke his arm a few years ago, and I don't know how it was broken. In recent years, the crowd has grown. If anyone dares to look at his arm, he will dig out his eyeballs." He said. The man listened with relish, and the man listened absent-mindedly. He watched the old man downstairs fall to the ground, and something fell out of his neckline.

A string of small emerald beads with four gold dots on the body.

"You said that they are cultivators, so they can't get another arm for themselves..." He lowered his head and poured himself a cup of tea. When he looked up, the person across from him had long since disappeared, and there was only a piece of silver left on the table. He reached out and put it in his mouth Li took a bite and said happily, "It's quite generous."

Zuo Qiucheng tugged his wide sleeves, not intending to let the people on the ground go, he looked down: "Old man, you are really tired of working. If you are so anxious to die, why don't I give you a ride?"

He raised his foot and kicked hard at the old man's chest. The old man was not so agile when he got up with his old bones. He watched in horror that the kick was about to fall on him, and he probably lost his old life.

The moment Zuo Qiucheng kicked down, he felt as if there was wind on the soles of his feet, and he was lifted violently, and his whole body was thrown into the air. A force pushed hard, and it slid forward for several meters before stopping.As soon as he stopped, a murderous aura came straight at him, his wide-sleeved robe was torn to pieces, and an empty sleeve hung down, allowing everyone to see clearly.

Zuo Qiucheng hurriedly got up from the ground, and drew out the knife at his waist with his left hand: "Who, get out and fight!"

The man didn't want to hide him in the dark, and when Zuo Qiucheng's words fell, he emerged from the crowd of onlookers, skipped over the old man lying on the ground, and was so fast that Zuo Qiucheng could only see a few The man with the afterimage came in front of him.

He was wearing a black and purple dress with a big hood on the outside, and his face was hidden in the hood. Seeing that Zuo Qiucheng's complexion was a little uncomfortable, he smiled: "I think you are so anxious to die, how about you?" Shall I give you a ride too?"

Zuo Qiucheng squinted at the person in front of him, his throat seemed to be stuck.

This person... Zuoqiu Cheng recognized him at a glance, but he didn't dare to recognize him for a long time, his brows and eyes were so familiar, but his expression and smile were not at all different from that person's, as if from the bottom of his heart Another person.

"Yes, it's you..." Zuoqiu Cheng stammered.

The face in the hood had been staring at him and smiling, and Zuo Qiucheng's back felt chills when he laughed, until his left elbow was held by someone, Zuo Qiucheng realized that his body froze due to fear.

"Not bad, remember me." He lightly raised Zuo Qiucheng's left arm, "I seem to have said before, you'd better not do some unkind things, even if you do, don't let me, a warm-hearted person See, otherwise this arm may not be able to keep it."

Zuo Qiucheng opened his eyes wide, these words... in the garden of Pingzhou City...

He suddenly felt the danger brought by the person in front of him, and pulled back his left arm forcefully, but he didn't know that the person only held him firmly with one hand, like a pliers.Zuo Qiucheng had practiced left hand kungfu for many years, and his left hand was already very flexible. With a twist of his wrist, he swiped the knife in his hand towards the man's hand, forcing him to let go.

The man raised his right hand, but before his fingertips touched the knife, the blade broke in two and hit the ground with a crisp sound, and at the same time——

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Zuo Qiucheng dislocated every joint from his left shoulder to his five fingers. His face was pale in pain, and he fell straight to the ground clutching his arms.

After Zuo Qiucheng was knocked down, he suddenly stopped laughing, glanced at Zuo Qiucheng's people around him, and said coldly: "All those arrested today have been released, I won't tell you a second time."

A small group of people looked at each other, they usually only listened to Zuoqiu Cheng's orders, and now they dare not let them go without Zuo Qiucheng's orders, but they were afraid that this person would take their arms off later, so they hesitated and froze in place. land.

Sure enough, he didn't say it a second time. Seeing that no one was listening, he shook his head in disappointment, his movements so small that they were almost invisible.The ground began to vibrate, and several strands of purple gas emerged from the ground and spiraled upwards along those people's legs, like a small purple snake wrapped around people's necks. With a sudden pull, everyone fell down at the same time and lay on the ground Struggling to get up.

Without the suppression of the villains, the people who were captured just now fled, and the crowds rushed from all directions, and the street was full of chaos.

The old man was lifted up from the ground, and when he raised his head, he saw a man with a hood walking in front of him.

"You..." The old man looked at what he wanted to say, but the son next to him pulled the hem of his clothes, and he turned his face to look at his son and shook his head slightly as a signal.

The man didn't speak, he bent down to pick up the emerald bead that fell on the ground, wiped off the dust on it with his hand, and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the beads, but couldn't help but say something more: "You look familiar, I seem to have seen you somewhere, my memory... where have I seen you before?"

Being made such a fuss by Zuo Qiu, the number of people on the street was reduced by half.The old man stood there with his head bowed and desperately remembering, the person next to him grabbed him and reminded him in a low voice: "Father, let's go, there is no one on the street!"

The old man just stood there.

"Hurry up and go home." Before he could figure it out, the person in front of him pulled off his hood, said something, turned and left.

The old man looked at his back, looked at the Cuizhu in his hand, and suddenly said loudly from behind: "I remembered! You are the kid who took my car in Yuncun that year!"

He paused, his thoughts drifted for a moment, and he left quickly without turning his head or answering.