Jiang Nanchun.

The willow branches were just green, and a few boys gathered by the river to watch the ducks play in the water. With the branches in their hands, they picked up water and sprinkled it on the gray duck, making the sound of fluttering wings.

The frightened duck moved funny, and the boys giggled. Just as they were leaning forward and back together, the storyteller in the teahouse behind him slapped Xingmu in his hand, and there was a crisp "snap" in his ears.The boys were so startled that they almost jumped up, and one of them swayed and nearly fell into the river with the ducks.

In the teahouse.

"Besides, why did Shura slaughter Master Murong's family overnight?"

"Murong's family, is that an ordinary small family? Nowadays, the world is upright, and the five major families are divided into families, especially the Murong family. Murong Xun started his family 20 years ago by relying on the gunpowder business. Is the gunpowder business something that ordinary people can do? You have to be in awe of him, who among today's five major families can compare?"

The storyteller paused, raised his hand to pick up the teacup, flipped the lid of the cup to the side twice, and took a sip of hot tea.

"So, it's probably old grievances. It's been decades in the rivers and lakes. When did you hear about someone like Ye Xiuluo? There is an ancient black gold knife in his hand, and there is a gap in the knife, which makes the world look pale! Everything retreats! Just such a person , Ten years or even 20 years of hard work, what can you do?"

"Blood feud!"

The storyteller was so impassioned that his saliva flew far away.

His storybook is quite up to date with the affairs of the Jianghu. Murong's family was wiped out less than half a month ago, and he has arranged it as vividly as his own experience. From Ye Xiuluo entering Murong alone in the middle of the night to the black gold knife humming and drinking blood, everyone in the teahouse is so happy. She shrank her neck in fear, as if she would also become the soul of Ye Shura's sword.

Among them, a man in white clothes listened most seriously. There was a plate of peanuts and a pot of Qiulubai on the table in front of him.I haven't eaten a few peanuts, but the pot of Qiulubai has bottomed out.

He waved at Xiao Er, without making a sound, he only raised the empty jug as a signal, and he seemed to be listening to the book seriously.

Xiao Er saw that he was so outstanding in appearance, his eyebrows and eyes were as good-looking as the fairy who came out of the scriptures, his bearing was extraordinary, but it was strange to his eyes.It can be guessed that this young master must be passing through the south of the Yangtze River, looking for a teahouse to rest, and couldn't help but interjected.

"Looking at the young master's eyes, it must be the first time to come to us."

The man in white raised his eyes, but still didn't make a sound, just nodded.

Xiao Er bent down and lowered his voice, "This is a well-known 'Jianghu blind fabricator'. Today he made up Ye Xiuluo, and the day before yesterday he made up Fengliujian. If you don't know anything about Jianghu, just listen to it for fun."

Looking at the white-clothed man sitting there, there is no need to talk about his appearance and temperament, just look at the sword on his table. Although he can't tell what it looks like, the scabbard is tightly wrapped in white cloth.Even if he is not a person who walks in the rivers and lakes, he must be a person who loves swords. How can he not understand the affairs of the rivers and lakes at all?

But it's no wonder that Xiaoer still looks away when he sees so many people in the teahouse. He doesn't have the gangster air that people in the Jianghu have in him, and he looks like the noble son of some rich family.

The man in white didn't feel dissatisfied when he was reminded like this, he raised his brows, and opened his mouth with some interest.

"Oh? How did he make up the Merry Sword?"

Xiaoer pursed his lips, as if he was tired of hearing the story, "Merry Sword, Merry Sword, of course it's Merry Love History."

The man curved his lips into a smile, waved his hand and told him to fetch wine.

Before the jug came up, a handsome woman in her twenties came over with a whip in her hand.

The few men in the teahouse who were still listening to the storytelling of "Jianghu made up" looked at each other with great interest, but they didn't have any interest in listening to the book, they just winked at the woman.

The woman flicked the long whip in her hand, and the whip hit the ground with a "snap", the power of which directly kicked up a few pieces of dry hard black mud, scaring the men to shrink their necks, and they didn't dare to look at her again glance.The dregs jumped onto the table of the man in white. He sighed and greeted Xiao Er.

"Check out, put the wine in this jug."

"Hey! Wait a minute, I've been chasing you all the way, so I have to drool! Xiaoer serves a pot of tea!"

Seeing him, the woman glared at the men who were staring at her just now, then ran over quickly, sat down on the chair next to her, and began to complain repeatedly.

"Master! You dumped me when you got off the boat, and I searched for you along the way for an hour and a half!"

"You dumped me in the same way the day before yesterday. Eldest Young Master taught me to practice with you. I didn't practice anything. After I went back, I ranked second in tracking ability in the Central Plains, and no one dared to call it first."

The so-called young master was about to get up, but the long sword was already in his hand, and the tip of the sword, which was wrapped in cloth, touched the table, making a muffled sound.He said with a half-smile, "Xie Linglong, no matter how poor your mouth is, I will marry you when you go back."

Linglong held the teapot and poured it directly into her mouth. She didn't have the shy and dignified temperament of a woman. After she finished drinking, she wiped her mouth and rolled her eyes, "Huh, the young master said that if I don't want to marry, I will just stay on for the rest of my life." Thank you family."

"Yo, the girl's surname is Xie?" Attracted by Linglong's rude attitude, an elderly man at the next table accidentally overheard a few words of their conversation, and interjected.

Linglong frowned, "Unfortunately, it has the same surname as the Xie family, the head of the five major families. Maybe it's a relative of the Xie family living among the people!"

The old man shook his head first, then sighed, "I don't think the Xie family can be called the head of the five great families!"

Linglong Liu frowned, and just about to speak was stopped by the man in white, who smiled kindly, "What do you mean by that, senior?"

The old man stroked his beard, as if the old god was there, "You know that Mr. Xie's [-]th birthday is approaching, and the invitations for the birthday banquet were sent to all parties in Jianghu half a month ago."

The man nodded, "I heard it a little bit."

"You only listened to Ye Xiuluo's Murong, but didn't you hear the second meaning?" The old man snorted, "The Xie family has been the head of the five major families in recent years. The birthday party of Mr. Xie is apparently a private matter, and invitations are widely distributed to invite Jianghu Heroes from all walks of life gathered at the Sunset Villa, but Ye Xiuluo suddenly jumped out, and he was extremely cruel to the famous families in the Jianghu. He directly wiped out the family. Waiting for you little boy, can you see the provocative intention in it?"

Linglong's face was ugly, and a "spit" was on her lips.

Make it up!What does it have to do with the Xie family whether the Murong family is destroyed or not? Why didn't she see the provocative intention?Even so, if Ye Xiuluo comes to kill one, and one pair destroys the other, is the Xie family still afraid of him?

The man in white was modest, and bowed to the old man.

"Senior is also a member of the rivers and lakes? This junior admires him for having such insights."

As soon as the old man was lifted up by him, he stroked his beard with a little guilty conscience, "There are rivers and lakes everywhere, and since you are in the rivers and lakes, who is not from the rivers and lakes?"

It was half an hour after the two of them came out of the teahouse, and the sky was getting dark.

Linglong held back her anger, and managed to let it out, "Young Master, I don't think you should be a romantic sword anymore. If you are so obedient, go find a teahouse tomorrow and find a living."

Xie Huaifeng held his long sword, looked at Linglong's menacing back in front of him, "Have fun, take it seriously."

"Making it up! The old man's words are all about Xie's general who followed Murong's way. He must be blind!" Linglong said more and more, and finally vented her anger to someone who didn't know where. On the holy Ye Shura, "I don't come early and don't come late, just to catch up with the old man's birthday banquet. If I meet him, I must have two tricks with him."

Xie Huaifeng was too lazy to listen to her chatter, he walked slowly behind Linglong, and saw a restaurant in front of him, the Feitian Bajiao Restaurant looked very grand.

The cuisines of Jiangnan and Central Plains are very different. Xie Huaifeng ordered a plate of lion head with crab noodles at the restaurant yesterday.

The lion's head in the Central Plains pays attention to thick oily red sauce. It is authentic only when it is crushed with chopsticks and then wrapped in a rich sauce.It was the first time I saw such a bland lion head in the south of the Yangtze River. Although the taste is not as strong as that in the Central Plains, it has a special flavor.

When you come to the south of the Yangtze River, you should eat fish and ducks, order a pot of wine, and light the lanterns by the river.

He turned around and headed into the restaurant, leaving Linglong walking in front with her head sullen. It took some time before she realized that there was no movement behind her.

Abandoned her again!

It's all about the rivers and lakes, where are the rivers and lakes?

The answer is restaurants and teahouses.

They just left the teahouse and went into the restaurant again. Fortunately, Xie Huaifeng is a listener, no matter who said what third-rate scripts, he would be willing to listen.It's just that Linglong, who likes to talk, listens to these so-called Jianghu people chatting, and eight out of ten sentences are nonsense. Is there anything more painful than this?

Xie Huaifeng ordered three dishes, water shield and whitebait soup, Furong old duck soup, plus a plate of sauced duck.

Putting the long sword on the table, the sauced duck was put on the table first, followed by a jug of wine, listening to the Jianghu affairs being talked about at the next table.

"It's not peaceful recently, how do you know that Ye Xiuluo won't come to Jiangnan?"

"When you come, what do you do? Didn't you listen? Someone nailed a note on the table that said 'You and I are clear'. Doesn't it look like a personal grievance."

"How much grievances and grievances slaughtered his family?"

"Who knows then."

Everyone was talking about this person today, Linglong was really interested, she threw a piece of sauced duck bone on the table, and asked Xie Huaifeng.

"Master, what do you think of this man?"

Xie Huaifeng touched his chin, "Act arrogantly."

"It's quite arrogant, killing Murong's old thief's family and leaving a note." Linglong was in a good mood, "Master, can you do it?"

Xie Huaifeng was amused by her, "Do you think he is better than me?"

"Emotionally, I think it's impossible, but rationally, I don't think so." Linglong replied.

"Son!"

The master and servant were talking happily, Xie Huaifeng was suddenly attracted by the movement beside him, and turned his head to look.

I saw the waiter in the shop holding a jug and looking at the boy in black who was sitting. The boy looked young, with half a mask on his face.He didn't know why he was in a daze, but he didn't hear him twice, so the waiter had to raise his voice.

The boy in black suddenly met Xie Huaifeng's gaze, and hastily averted his eyes, "What?"

"The golden stalk dew you wanted happened to be empty. Would you like to replace it with something else?"

"Whatever, serve it after it's warmed up." The boy in black replied indifferently.

The waiter let out an "hey" and turned to leave.

Xie Huaifeng glanced at it, but couldn't help turning his head to look again.

This young man was so handsome, although the upper half of his face was covered, his aura couldn't be concealed.

The young man was not comfortable being watched by him, and wanted to deliberately ignore his gaze, but he choked when he picked up the teacup to drink water.

Xie Huaifeng didn't hold back, and tapped on the table with his fingers to attract the attention of the boy in black. He smiled and cupped his hands, "The golden stem dew that the young man wants to drink, it seems that I have the last pot here. If the young man doesn't mind, come together?"

The boy in black didn't seem to be able to react. He moved his lips after a while, grabbed the knife on the table with one hand, and picked up the steamed fish he ordered with the other.

"...Thank you."

The author says:

This is the first time I write martial arts, or even the first time I write Gu Tan, I am very nervous, I bow here first, and thank everyone who read the article!Hope you enjoy both pups!

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