Lord Water God who still hasn't taken medicine today

In recent days, the number and time of Yu Libai's trips to Ji's mansion have been slightly less.

This probably has something to do with the fact that the life of Ji's mansion has stepped into the right track. Ji Lian, who repeatedly soaked the potion every two or three days, and spent the rest of the time outside, began to work seriously. It is remote and far away from the control of the imperial court, so there are many hidden magic ways and there is a lot of turmoil between Jiangyang robbers, and the name of the prey on the iron list is taken away within a few days.

There are rumors that the imperial court finally started to take action against the Demonic Dao after being patient for a long time. At the same time, it also proved that some small sects and small demonic sects that have disappeared in recent days. After hearing the news, even the law and order improved a lot.

There are also rumors that there is a new young hero who hates evil and hates enemies. Not only is his appearance first-class, but his skills are also first-class. He looks for famous magic monks every day to challenge him. liquor.

This news was mostly circulated in Spring Girl Magazine. Many literate and reading ladies loved this righteous heroic character so much, and within a few days, not only did they arrange the tragic story of this handsome and affectionate young knight. Life experience, even which restaurant he likes to go to, which flower street and Liuxiang he likes most, and which oiran to accompany him to drink are all set.

In a small restaurant in the wilderness, there was a half-breasted, rough man who picked up peanuts from a plate and ate them, while reading a magazine and marveling at him.

"Oh, these little girls, Shura with a coffin face is written like a little boy who eats soft food. If it is true, after three, four, five or six games in this day, he will become a soft-footed shrimp, okay? .”

Someone sat down beside him, "Brother Huangshi, why do you see these things?"

"Didn't this pick up a picture on the road to relieve the boredom? Although the content in it is really incomplete, it's still interesting to watch those little girls arrange it, but the characters are biased."

"What's wrong, Brother Huangshi has seen that arrogant kid in person?"

The rough man smiled smugly, but said nothing.

"You boy!" The people around him pointed at him and scolded with a smile, "Shopkeeper, serve two taels of dog meat and a jug of good wine!"

"Okay!" A voice came from behind the curtain.

After a short while, the wine and dog meat were served. The rough man poured himself a bowl first, drank it in one gulp, and then sighed, "It's so refreshing." "This is the happy life."

After sighing, the big man wanted to pour another bowl, but before he stretched out his hand, he was stopped by the person at the same table, "Oh, don't worry about eating or not."

The big man and the person at the same table looked at each other. After a long while, the big man smiled coyly, "Say it, why don't you say it."

"Come here and listen." The big man looked mysteriously around, and everyone's eyes were attracted to him, "I, I just escaped from that coffin-faced Shura not long ago."

After waiting for a long time to hear this sentence, the disappointed crowd sneered, "Old Huang, you alone can escape?"

"Ouch," the big man was anxious, "Why can't I escape?"

A group of people shouted loudly.

"The black wind old devil on the mountain was taken away a few days ago."

"I heard that even the name of Taoist Yougui in the Bone Cave has been ticked off the iron list."

"What is that ghost Taoist? Hehuanmen, who always likes to snatch beautiful girls, seems to have explained everything. I don't know the name of that master. I really don't understand a little pity. If I..."

"If it were you, what about you?"

"If I... would probably call a group of goblins from the Hehuan Gate to eat so much that there isn't even a bone left."

This obviously self-knowledge made everyone laugh.

After laughing, someone pointed to the big man and said, "Those masters who are stronger than you can't escape, how can you escape, Old Huang?"

"It's nothing," the big man laughed shyly, "Grandpa has a unique method."

He whetted everyone's appetites, drank a bowl of wine slowly, and said, "But I can't tell you about this method."

"cut--"

The big man squinted, "But I can tell you about other news. Why, don't you want to hear it?"

The corner of his tablemate's mouth twitched, and he greeted the shopkeeper, "Put another jug ​​of wine."

The big man gave him a good look, lowered his voice again, and everyone couldn't help but leaned forward in order to hear clearly, "The first thing I want to say is that Shura doesn't use swords."

"This is nothing unusual," someone commented, "A group of sword lunatics in Yuanshan are so powerful that everyone thinks that masters use swords. In fact, there are many masters who don't use swords."

"...Old man Xian, although you don't use a sword, you don't have to praise yourself so much."

The old man stared, "Get out!"

A group of people laughed again, "Brother Huangshi, since he doesn't use a sword, have you seen what kind of weapon he uses?"

"That boy, you use a strange weapon," the big man gestured to them, "good guy, a seven-foot scythe, cutting people's heads is like cutting wheat, and the sound of the wind is like a big windmill."

"Sickle... Has anyone used this weapon before?"

"No big ones, the flying scythe with long arms is used as a hidden weapon."

"Where did the kid come from?"

"Don't be Lao Huang, are you lying?"

Hearing other people's doubts, the big man became anxious. He stood up and put his foot on the bench, "I'll cut off my head and kick it for you if it's not true."

"Hey," someone said to Xini, "How can an honest man like Huang tell lies? If you listen, just listen. If you don't listen, get out. Don't be an eyesore here. Come on, Lao Huang, keep talking."

The big man just sat down and started to talk again, "This scythe is very good at playing. The wind of the knife is not bad compared to the sword intent of Yuan Shanjian. , so there is a wit, and there is a small river next to it... cough cough cough."

The self-proclaimed big man found himself saying what he didn't want to say at first. Although he didn't say it in the second half, none of the group of wanted green forest men could guess it.

Others didn't bother to cover it up for him, "So he escaped by jumping into the river, why, that kid can't swim?"

"I don't know about that," the big man said with a bitter look on his face, "I just smelled a good golden cream on his body. I think he must have been injured after so many fights. If you use water medicine or something Doesn't work anymore?"

"Your boy is quite quick-witted."

"I'm not so quick-witted, I'm very quick-witted." The big man still refused to accept.

"Cut—" It was uniform again.

Such a little news obviously couldn't satisfy the group of guys in the restaurant, so they asked, "Is there any other news?"

The big man is also funny here, "Look, do you want to know?"

"Say it."

"That boy is handsome, but he is too fierce." The big man shook his head, "The expression is scary. When I saw Haoxuan for the first time, I didn't sweat all over. He was full of murderous looks, as rigid as a coffin. board."

While talking, the big man also commented, "I think he looks handsome, but there will definitely be no girl who is willing to marry him in the future, and he will definitely not be able to eat with such a black face every day."

"Personality comes from the heart," the old man who was called Xiansen also commented, "With such a face, his temper is definitely not a good one. By the way, how old is he?"

"Twenty or so." The big man saw it right.

"Heroes are born in youth." The old man sighed

There was a moment of silence in the restaurant.

It doesn't matter what kind of heroic teenagers they are reduced to.

At this moment a man threw aside the curtain and barged in, waving a booklet in his hand.

"Hey everyone, there is a new iron list, and there is a very exciting news, do you want to hear it?"

The man who broke in was wearing a scholar's robe that was incompatible with a group of big guys in the restaurant. He was a weak little man, but the obscene expression on his face quickly pulled him into the same level as the big guys in the restaurant. He was very excited when he came in. But seeing the silence in the room, he couldn't help but stop, "What's going on with you?"

"Ahem," Xian Lao coughed a few times, and said, "You can tell me any news."

"It's the hunter boy who has been very active recently." The little man said this, and found that the eyes of other people became a little weird, but it was hard to stop, so he could only bite the bullet and continued, "The official given It has a name, the iron-faced coffin, which sounds similar to the devils and ghosts of our magicians."

Everyone couldn't help but recall the coffin face that the big man said before: "..."

Also, it's quite vivid.

And the little man faced such a weird atmosphere: "..."

What's going on, who will talk to him?

Xianlao was the first to come back to his senses, "So... this is the breaking news?"

"No," the little man bent down and lowered his voice, cupping his hands around his mouth, "It is said that the weapon in the iron-faced coffin's hand is the legendary one..." He slowly burst out each word from his throat. Come out, "...Chang, Yuan, Sword!"

The crowd was silent.

This reaction was different from what the little man had expected before. He frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

A group of people looked back and forth between him and the big man who spoke before.

Didn't you say it was a sickle?Why did it become the Changyuan Sword again?

Who is real and who is fake?

"Speak," the little man hopped, "Why is everyone silent?"

At this moment, someone patted the little man on the back lightly.

This shot came really quietly. The people in this restaurant are all desperadoes, no matter when and where they are doing things with twelve courage. He kicked it out hard.

The empty touch told him he was empty.

The people behind him had already passed by and walked into the restaurant.

The crowd became more silent.

The newcomer was a young man with a handsome appearance and full of heroism, but his face was rigid, like a coffin board, his body was full of evil spirits, and he was holding a strange looking scythe in his hand.

He looked around with cold eyes, and everyone couldn't help shrinking their necks.

Then the young man said, "Huangshi."

brush brush --

The stunned man was directly exposed by countless gazes, and it took three or four seconds for him to react.

The wailing from the restaurant scared away a group of crows on the old tree outside the door.

"Mother hello—!"

***

When Ji Lian returned home at night, there were three people waiting for him to eat.

"Did you catch it today?" Yu Libai served him a meal.

"Yeah." Ji Lian put down the package and nodded.

"Take a day off tomorrow." Yu Libai said again.

"it is good."

Well, the water god who served the rice smirked, but felt something was wrong in his heart.

... Isn't there something strange about the way they get along?