Jianling

What is the friendship between Feng Henwan and Meng Xing? Zhong Xuan didn't ask, and Meng Xing didn't take the initiative to mention it. Instead, he took out a stack of folded letter paper from his sleeve and handed it to Zhong Xuan. Seeing him, but not picking him up.

"Five days ago, Feng Henwan was drinking at the Panhe Tower in Yangchuan. He had no money, so he mortgaged his Congliu sword." Meng Xing laughed lightly, shaking the thin paper between his fingers quite proudly, "For the master He redeemed that sword... well, your money."

"..." Shen Zhongxuan couldn't express his feelings clearly. He knew that Meng Xing didn't like to make friends, but he had no problems with many knights, so he went down the mountain for several years. Except for Xiao Tongpei, very few people really wanted to be with him. However, this does not mean that he can let go of Meng Xing exchanging letters with others, and he knows nothing about it.

It seemed as if they were clearly walking side by side, but he was always shrouded in the shadow of Meng Xing's protection—like a burden.

"Why aren't you happy?" Meng Xing thought he would be overjoyed, but unexpectedly, his apprentice's expression darkened, and he panicked immediately, "What's wrong? I'm going to borrow money for my teacher to pay you back?"

Shen Zhongxuan didn't want him to think too much, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Feng Daxia is famous, and you are also very handsome, I am not surprised..."

"...Master and he met through gambling." Meng Xing explained seriously, "Shou Zhenjun was defeated by your ancestor, and he came up to the mountain to compete with your ancestor—he said it was better than drinking. Your master The ancestor's wine capacity is shallow, so he went for the teacher."

The majestic sword aura and killing intent that Shen Zhongxuan thought in his heart dissipated in an instant between the collision of cups and cups, and there were a few quick sounds of Meng Xing drinking, and he fell silent completely, losing interest in the outcome of this competition.

"I won." Meng Xing said.

Zhong Xuan could hear the undisguised satisfaction in his tone.Chong Xuan didn't want to speak.

"Feng Henwan's whereabouts are uncertain, but we can go to Yangchuan Yongning to look for him. Ask about your family."

"Why?"

"He asked me to pay back the money."

"Feng Daxia is indeed a famous hero, he is so active in repaying money."

Meng Xing was silent for a moment, raised his hand for a long time to caress the top of Shen Xuan's hair, and said with a warm smile, "Yuan Yuan, I owed him 50 taels earlier as a teacher, and I paid him back [-] taels for helping him redeem the sword."

Zhong Xuan: "...that is, you still owe 30 taels?"

"Yuan Yuan is so good."

Shen's family is in Bochang County, only a few miles away from Yongning, with Meng Xing's foot strength, he can walk there in half a day.Shen Zhongxuan didn't know what was the use of finding Feng Henwan, but with the mind of a dead horse as a living horse doctor, it was better to have a direction than a headless fly.Seeing that the apprentice didn't want to be held by him anymore, Meng Xing deliberately slowed down his steps to make it easier for Shen Chongxuan to catch up with him.

Yongning is not as prosperous as Bochang, but it is still a place for fun, with restaurants, tea houses, Qinlou and Chuguan, everything is available.

Feng Henwan followed his words and waited for Meng Xing at the gate of Yongning with his sword in his arms. Meng Xing saw him resting on a black horse as soon as he passed the gate. Passing by his side, Feng Henwan stopped him with a scabbard, smiled sullenly, and asked, "Drunken Sword, are you safe?"

Subconsciously, Meng Xing put the heavy hand behind him, smiled carelessly, raised his finger and gently pushed away the Cong Liu sword, and said lightly, "Hey, how heavy is the flower blowing? The killing intent is so strong."

Feng Henwan snorted and withdrew his sword: "Don't talk to me, have you enough money? Let's go, I have inquired. The best restaurant in Yongning is Chaoge. Today you and I will compete again, and we will never get drunk!"

Feng Henwan is not very old, but his temples are already starry white, but his figure is tall and straight, and the sword intent is sharp all over his body, like a bloodthirsty sword that can't hide the killing blood.But his eyes were gone, and he covered them with a black cloth. Under the black cloth, no one knew how frivolous his sharp eagle eyes were.He only stayed at tenth on the list, rarely drew his sword, never made an advance, and was never pushed back half a step by those who came after him. Similar to Meng Xing's situation, he was often regarded as an unfathomable person.

Countless people lamented that if Ming Ding Jian was willing to go to the sword test meeting, if Feng Henwan had never lost his eyes, they don't know how serious the situation in this world will be.

Meng Xing turned his head slightly to him, and refused: "No, it's a waste of time to drink, I have a serious business here."

"Meng Wubei has been dead for so many years, is there anyone who can order you to do things?"

Meng Xing smiled and said, "Anyway, you blind old man will definitely not do it."

"Being pinched by others?" Feng Henwan didn't notice Shen Zhongxuan at first, but now Meng Xing no longer deliberately concealed it. Standing beside him, Shen Zhongxuan took an extra breath, Feng Henwan immediately frowned, "You Who is around?"

"My weakness." Meng Xing smiled helplessly, and Feng Henwan lost his killing intent in an instant, and laughed, "Yo, is he still a child? Your son?"

Zhong Xuan frowned, and said lightly, "Hello Feng Daxia."

Hearing that it was a young man's voice, Feng Henwan stopped teasing Meng Xing, but turned his interest to Zhong Xuan, and asked again: "Hey, Hero Feng? This seat is Hero Feng, what kind of hero are you? You know Who is this person next to you?"

Chong Xuan: "..."

Meng Xing couldn't stop laughing, so he had to wrap Shen Zhongxuan into his arms again, and coughed: "Okay, this is my apprentice, I have never allowed him to go deep into the rivers and lakes, that's why I don't know your nickname 'Flower Picker'."

"It's more than ten years ago, so don't mention it." Feng Henwan waved his hand and said no more, "Shou Zhenjun killed those old bastards completely, and today's world is just right for you young people to enter .”

Meng Xing held the rope for him, but the horse didn't move, but neighed unhappily. Feng Henwan laughed even more happily: "Look, even horses know that your surname is Meng, and you are as dark-hearted as your master. ,Ignore you!"

Meng Xing raised his leg and kicked him, Feng Henwan just hid, Meng Xing patted his horse's mouth, pretending to be displeased and said: "What's the matter, why doesn't Dahei recognize me? You teach him bad things. "

Feng Henwan's movements froze, but it was only for a moment, and then he took the words calmly: "Da Hei died last year, this is Xiao Hei."

"..." Meng Xing thought for a while, and said, "Dahei is indeed not young, so my condolences will change."

The three of them finally went to Chao Ge Lou to order a table of wine. Feng Henwan took a seat by the window and said with a smile, "This is really three generations."

Meng Xingmi glanced at him, and retorted: "You, like me, are descended from my master's generation, how can you count as three generations? I'm not afraid of losing your life."

"Your mouth is too unpleasant, you have to be as silent as Meng Wubei to be able to control you."

Meng Xing chuckled, noncommittal, raised his hand to pour a cup of tea for Chong Xuan, blew it carefully a few times, and passed it to Chong Xuan after testing the water temperature: "Children are not allowed to drink."

Seeing that he didn't answer his words, Feng Henwan felt a little upset, so he said, "Aside from paying back the money, what other business do you have with me?"

"I'm looking for Feng Lin."

"Which Feng Lin?"

Meng Xing was also not angry at him for pretending to be confused, and said kindly: "The fourth in Jianghu, second only to Xiao Tongbei among the rookies, is the Lihuayan Feng Lin."

Feng Henwan gave a slight pause to his drinking hand, still smiling: "What do you want him to do? Fight? Take back your ranking?"

"Me? I'm more than fourth." Meng Xing smiled instead, "I've said it all, it's about my weakness, the Feng family has a big business, I'll ask him something."

"Meng Xing, I'm not guilty of a man's crime, but I'm guilty of carrying a jade. The spirit is on you. With your mere ninth place, it's impossible for no one to covet you. How dare you take the initiative to come to the door? Even if the Pichenmen don't care about your troubles, The Feng family, the Song family, and the Huanxi sect, do you really think they are all ordinary door plaques that pop out of the rocks to drink the wind?" Feng Henwan gave him a slanted look, "I know how capable you are, but those lunatics don't Clearly... If you don't have friendship with Feng Lin, you'd better not expect to pull him on board. Feng Lin is too scheming, and Xiao Tongbei is definitely not on the same level."

Meng Xing slowly shook the sake in the cup, and held Chongxuan's unconsciously clenched hand without any trace, asking him to relax more. Feng Henwan didn't know his small movements, and continued: "Feng Lin crawled as a bastard." Even if it's for the Feng family's current position as the pillar of the Feng family, if you ask him to do things for you, it's impossible for nothing. Is your weakness worth your Jianling?"

"He hasn't become the head of the Feng Family yet." Meng Xing sighed softly, "Have a sip of wine, don't rush."

"You don't know Feng Lin... When I met him back then, he was only a young son, and his eyes didn't look like those of a child. Greedy, vicious, unscrupulous..."

"Okay." Meng Xing knocked on the table, interrupting him, "When Feng Lin was 13 years old, my master established an altar to teach rookie knights martial arts for half a year. Feng Lin was sent by the Feng family."

"Nonsense, that year's school was clearly Feng Lang!"

Meng Xing's hand playing with the wine glass suddenly stopped, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Hate Wan, let's get back to business. I heard that there were two unborn swordsman geniuses in the Shen family of the Feng family. He didn't enter the rivers and lakes, defected to Feng's family at that time, and there is no news from him. His name is Feng Chenqing."

Feng Henwan's hand pinching the cup suddenly became heavy, and it took him a long time to sigh slowly, cursing: "You've been on the mountain all day, and you know a lot!"

"...Eh." Meng Xing poured a cup for him, and said with a smile, "Flower picker, senior, Meng Xing, the first disciple of Baopuzi's sect, I would like to ask you to use the token of your family seal, borrow it, or not?"

"...my seat's token, it's okay to fool the front door, if you really go inside, it's a death talisman for killing innocent people." Feng Henwan smashed his glass fiercely, and suddenly met Meng Xing with a pair of smiles on his face, But the eyes that could not be refused, became extremely annoyed for a moment, and simply changed hands and threw him a vermilion gold-encrusted seal, "Leave the money you owe, and get out of here!"

Meng Xing reached out to take it, pushed a bank note in front of him, held Shen Zhongxuan and bowed to him: "Thank you. If you don't tell me, I have to go. I heard that Xiao Tongbei is looking for me around Yongning." .”

"...Meng Xing, go to Bi Wuxian's side? Ask Feng's family to do something? You really don't even want your life because of your weakness. Is it worth it?"

Meng Xing turned his head to the side, and replied with a slow smile, "Then your eyes, are they worth it?"

Feng Henwan stopped answering, suddenly sneered, and waved his hand wearily, telling him to get out of here and stop bothering him.

Meng Xing put it away when he saw that he was ready, and wanted to say goodbye with Shen Chongxuan, but Zhong Xuan suddenly bowed to him and said, "Hero Feng, I invite you to drink this drink, please take it easy."

Feng Henwan was startled, he hadn't heard a few words from the young man, but when he heard this sentence suddenly, he subconsciously wanted to respond, but only then did he realize that this was a trick the young man had set for him, and that he owed him a sum, no matter how bad it was Open your mouth to scold Meng Xing.

So Feng Henwan cursed with a smile, waved his hand and said, "Thank you! Send me to my death!"