small rivers and lakes

After presiding over Long Tianba's funeral in Guangling, Zhong Yi flew to Jinling on a flying horse.

Every year during the Double Ninth Festival, Buzuijiu Fang holds a white-clothed night banquet at Fenghuang Terrace, and invites heroes from all walks of life. All of them don’t wear armor or weapons, and go to the banquet in casual clothes, so it’s called the white-clothed night banquet.

Different from the elegance and elegance of Guangling, Jinling is a beautiful place in the south of the Yangtze River, a state of emperors for thousands of years, with white walls and black tiles, jade halls and Zhulou, which is magnificent and prosperous.

Even though the world is in turmoil today, the two sides of the Qinhuai River are still singing and dancing.

Zhong Yi walked slowly across the Zhuque Bridge with his horse, and there was a soft singing voice from the painting boat under the bridge: "There is a beautiful person, and I will never forget it when I see it. I don't see you for a day, but I think about it like crazy. The phoenix flies, and the world Qiuhuang..."

The sobbing sound of the flute and the singing sounded sad and sad, which made people heartbroken.

Zhong Yi laughed softly, slapped his palms with the rein in his hand, and sang softly along with the singer: "Don't let me fly, let me perish..."

"Master," Jiubao looked up, "the Jinling Winery is in front of you."

There was a strong smell of wine in the air, Zhong Yi raised his head, and saw a khaki wine banner fluttering in the wind, and a poem was inscribed in front of the restaurant: The wind blows willows and flowers to fill the store with fragrance, Wu Ji presses the wine Invite guests to taste.The disciples from Jinling came to see them off, and they all had their own cups of wine if they wanted to do it or not.Please try to ask Dong Liushui, don't care who is right or wrong with it.

It is "Farewell to Jinling Wine Shop" written by Li Bai, a great poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

However, there are no poets at the entrance of the restaurant at this time, only a few beggars, lying lazily at the base of the wall basking in the sun.

"Xiao Jiubao," Zhong Yi pointed at the whitewashed wall outside the restaurant, and said leisurely, "Your hall master, I also basked in the sun here."

Jiubao squinted: "So proud to bask in the sun?"

"The sun here is not for everyone, only the most powerful beggars can have this position!" Zhong Yi emphasized seriously, "The sun is shining here, the breeze is gentle, and behind it is the Jinling Winery with the fragrance of strong wine. Opposite It is the Golden Fen Building of Fen Dai Sheng Xiao. Lying at the base of this wall, you will see the clear sky, the white clouds slowly changing shape, and you will see the fairy jumping down from the clouds. He is as light as a swallow, with strong martial arts, and a pair of eyes It's like a sky filled with stars, and you won't get tired of drying it for a lifetime..."

"...Then why don't you bask in the sun for a lifetime?"

Zhong Yi looked up at the high sky, suddenly laughed, bowed his head and flicked him on the forehead: "If I bask in the sun for a lifetime, your bones will be rotten, you little heartless!"

Jiubao pursed her lips, but didn't say a word.

The street has been bustling with activity for ten years. Zhong Yi bought a pack of fried chestnuts in sugar, and hurriedly peeled one out and stuffed it into his mouth. The hot chestnut kernels made him gasp, but he was as happy as if he had eaten honey. .

Jiubao looked at him suspiciously, peeled one as well, chewed it twice, and muttered: "It's no different from other places..."

"What do you know?" Zhong Yi happily ate chestnuts, humming, "This is a mark, a memory, a feeling..."

……WTF?

Jiu Bao chewed the fried chestnuts with sugar, and thought depressingly: Ever since he met the old man Qinggu, this bastard hall master has become more and more obsessed.

The two walked into Jinling Restaurant, ordered a jug of new wine, an old duck, and a plate of preserved bamboo shoots and beans, and sat at a table in the corner to eat slowly.

They sat in very clever positions, allowing them to have a panoramic view of the entire wine shop without being noticed by themselves.

Zhong Yi drank slowly with bamboo shoots, preserved beans, and chatted with Jiu Bao about the latest jokes in the world.

Suddenly there was a commotion, Jiubao raised his head with duck wings in his mouth, and saw a large group of Jiang Hu people walking into the wine shop, all holding weapons in their hands, surrounding a young man in brocade domineeringly.

A big braid was braided on the top of the young man's head, his eyebrows were covered with gold and his forehead was covered with gold. In the middle was a red coral as delicate as blood. The golden costume was covered with embroidered four-clawed python patterns. He held a precious sword in his hand with a scabbard wrapped in shark skin. Inlaid with gold and embellished with jade, you can tell it's not ordinary at a glance.

The group of people looked around after entering the door, and when they walked to the table under the window, a big man said harshly: "Hey, get up and sit next to you."

There was a man crouching beside the table, a very thin man, with two thin shoulder blades raised high under the thin natural-colored cloth clothes, and his black hair was scattered on the table like a waterfall.

Hearing the big man's voice, as if awakened from sleep, he turned his head impatiently and continued to sleep on the table.

Big Han was furious, stepped forward, pressed the scabbard heavily on the man's neck, and said loudly: "Hey! Did you hear me, I told you to get out of the way!"

Anyone would be terrified by the scabbard on their necks. The man sat up and looked up at the group of quacks around him, with a very confused expression on his face.

"Oh my god..." Jiubao gasped.

Zhong Yi threw a dried bamboo shoot and bean into his mouth, squinting: "What's your reaction?"

"This man is so fucking good-looking, oh my god, I want to grow up like this in my dreams..." Jiu Bao bit the duck leg, "It's so beautiful and enviable..."

Zhong Yi raised his eyes and saw an extremely clear and beautiful face, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, logically speaking "clear" and "yan" are two completely different words, but focusing on this person does not feel abrupt at all.

He thought he had seen the most beautiful man in the world, but unexpectedly, when he saw this man, a word still jumped to his mind for no reason - stunning is amazing.

This person has long eyebrows and a face like spring flowers. He raised his head in sleepiness, opened his drunken eyes, and his whole face suddenly became lively. He was obviously wearing the most humble plain clothes, but there was no trace of human fireworks. .

There was also a commotion among the group of Jianghu people. The leader of the big man thumped the scabbard on the table and said in a rough voice, "You...you sit at the next table, my young master has taken a fancy to this seat."

The man seemed to be a scholar, and said softly after hearing the words: "But Xiao Ke also likes this seat."

"...What did you say?" The big man said loudly, "My master is the leader of the Tianxia League!"

"Xiao Ke doesn't know him."

The big man was furious: "I see that you are toasting and don't eat fine wine!"

As soon as the words fell, a cold light flashed, and the big man pulled out his saber and chopped it down fiercely.

"Ah!" Jiu Bao screamed, covering her mouth suddenly.

The sword was so fierce that it was about to strike the man's face, but the man stretched out a finger calmly, regardless of his mortal body, and pointed towards the blade.

There was only a crackling sound, and the long sword made of fine steel broke from the middle, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground, making a clanging noise.

The big man looked at the broken sword in his palm, his eyes were about to burst, he took a deep breath, and said in a trembling voice, "You... who are you?"

The man broke the sword with one finger, and it was as easy as blowing dust, but he seemed to be unaware of the strength of his martial arts. He arched his hands and said with a gentle smile: "Xiaoke's surname is Su Mingkong, and his name is Yuhen. He is from Jiangcheng. I heard that Jiangnan poetry and wine are romantic and beauties..."

"Su Yuhen?" The Jianghu people couldn't help shouting, "It's actually Su Yuhen?"

Just now, the menacing man broke his sword and fell to the ground with a bang, and shouted: "Are you Su Yuhen? Su Yuhen from Abandoned Wind Valley?"

"Abandoned Wind Valley..." The man heard the words, tilted his head and looked at the clear sky far away from the window, and said softly, "It's really a long-lost name..."

"Su Yuhen! The big devil, Su Yuhen!" The Jianghu man unconsciously took a step back, leaving a distance for his sword to swing before the table by the window.

But the young man in gold went upstream, drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed it at Su Yuhen's nose, and said in a childish voice, "I didn't expect you to be alive after so many years, that's okay, then I will kill you immediately!" You, unseal the sword for my Zhanlu Sword!"

People in Jianghu exclaimed for a while: "Young master!"

"Young master! No way!"

"Young master! Be careful of this devil!"

Su Yuhen looked at him gently: "Young master, killing someone is the scariest thing in the world."

"Stop talking nonsense! Take the sword!" The young man threw the scabbard into the big man's arms, squeezed the sword with his left hand, and Zhanlujian made a clear cry, and rushed forward with the sword.

"...He will lose?" Jiubao murmured with his duck leg in his mouth.

Zhong Yi opened the folding fan to cover her face, and asked Jiu Bao furtively, "Look, does this restaurant have a back door? We have to run away..."

Jiu Bao reluctantly said, "I want to stay and watch the show."

"What good show are you watching?" Zhong Yi gave him a shudder on the forehead, lowered his voice and said angrily, "With the status of the hall master, it will become a good show if you don't sneak around!"

"Hey?"

Suddenly, people in Jiang Hu exclaimed: "Young master! How are you?" "Young master, are you okay?" "Young master, you are rational!"

Zhong Yi cautiously exposed half of his eyes from the top of the folding fan, and saw the young man in golden clothes hurried back a few steps in embarrassment, clutching his wrist and bumping into a quack.

And that Su Yuhen sat at the table the whole time without moving, and the Zhanlu sword with scales and stars was already in his hands.Skinny fingers touched the blade lightly, and praised: "It's really a good sword."

The boy shouted: "Don't move my sword!"

Before the words fell, there was only a crisp sound, and the Zhanlu sword was cut in two from the middle, and the young man let out a miserable cry.

——The shame of a broken sword is comparable to cutting flesh and heart.

What's more, it's the young swordsman who went out to experience for the first time.

The Jianghu people felt ashamed and humiliated immediately, one of them came out with a sword and said angrily: "Devil! You are deceiving people too much! Look at my Qinglong Demon Sword!"

"Qinglong Demon Sword?" Su Yuhen chuckled, "What is that?"

The man's swordsmanship was fierce, he opened and closed wide, and the one-foot-wide sword whipped up a strong wind, and slashed straight at Su Yuhen's face.

In the strong wind in the wine shop, Su Yuhen sat idly in the wind, his lips were vermilion, his hair was like a fairy, he glanced at the corner of his eyes, and stretched out a hand to meet the big sword, only to see his fingers were as slender as jade, As if carved out of ivory, with one finger pointing at the sword body, the huge sword, which is more than a foot wide, split from it.

Suddenly Su Yuhen withdrew his hand abruptly, and his figure flashed back very quickly, only to see a small arrow shoot out from the man's sleeve, it turned out that he used a big sword as bait to lure Su Yuhen to fight, And took the opportunity to assassinate him with a sleeve arrow.

Su Yuhen flashed the sleeve arrow, and suddenly flicked his long sleeves, leaping forward, grabbing the man's wrist, his slender fingers snaked up like poisonous snakes, and quickly crawled towards his face.

"Ahhhhhh..." The man raised his face and screamed in pain.

I saw that where Su Yuhen's fingers crawled over, all the bones and flesh were separated. In the blink of an eye, a large pool of flesh and blood fell to the ground, and the man's arm was only left with dry bones...

"You devil!" The golden-clothed boy stared wide-eyed in horror, wanting to kill the devil with all his heart, but his feet seemed to be stuck in the ground, unable to move at all.

Seeing Su Yuhen's fingers crawling towards the man's face, the young man suddenly closed his eyes, and shouted in dismay, "Asshole Zhongyi! Do you still want to watch a good show?"

"Hey, hey, I still haven't escaped this big trouble," Zhong Yi said depressingly, put away his folding fan, flew over, and complained, "My young leader, you said you were not at home to nurse, and ran here What are you doing to provoke this big devil?"

The author has something to say: just after the young master shouted "take the sword", the sword was really picked up by others.