Famous in the Jianghu [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

In Yizhou City, Mu Bai was dressed in white, walking on the street.

The sky was slightly dark, and there was a red glow in the distant sky. The sun was half hidden behind the mountains, and a circle of gold bordered the crow-blue mountain.

It was quiet all around, but some people started setting up stalls.

Workers often pass by this street, and they will always buy something when they pass by here at night.

The tip of his nose suddenly smelled a hint of sweet fragrance, Mu Bai followed the fragrance and saw a hunchbacked old man bending over to boil sugar.

The golden syrup in the black iron pot is bubbling, and when the bubbles burst, wisps of sweet fragrance float out along the wind.

That pot of sugar is for painting sugar paintings.

Mu Bai knows.

He looked at the pot of syrup, a little lost in thought.

When he was begging on the street when he was young, he once saw a well-dressed young master crying for sugar paintings.

The young master's parents disagreed at first, but when they saw their child crying, they immediately compromised and bought him the sugar painting he wanted.

The young master stopped crying when he got the sugar painting, and smiled so much that he showed his two decayed front teeth.

So from then on, what he wanted most was this beautiful sugar painting.

Even when he was begging on the street, he liked to beg near this place selling sugar paintings.

Smelling the sweet smell, he began to imagine what "sweet" taste like, why the young master cried for it, and why he smiled so happily after eating sweet.

But for little beggars who can't even get enough food and clothing, this kind of sugar painting that can't fill their stomachs is useless.

But the more you can't get it, the more you want it.

He had thought about it for many years, and after being picked up by the landlord, he had money and bought a lot of sugar paintings.

He ate those sugar paintings all night, but in the end, several of them melted away.

He got tired of eating it, and since then he has known what "sweet" tastes like, and he no longer envies those children who eat sugar paintings, because he can buy for himself, and he can buy as much as he wants.

The hunched old man who sold the sugar paintings saw that Mu Bai was just looking at them, so he raised his head and asked, "This customer, do you want to buy sugar paintings?"

Mu Bai regained consciousness and looked at the hunchbacked old man.

The hunchbacked old man smiled and said: "Guests can buy a sugar painting for younger brothers and sisters at home. My sugar is boiled sweet, and the sugar painting is also beautiful."

brother and sister...

For some reason, Mu Bai thought of the two children in the building.

He looked at the several sugar paintings that had been painted and inserted there beside the hunchbacked old man, they were vivid and really beautiful.

Children should love these things, right?

"Then two..." He paused, then changed his words, "Forget it, three."

"it is good."

"What do the guests want?" the hunchbacked old man asked.

"Just draw what the child likes." Mu Bai thought for a while and said.

"How old is the guest's child? Is it a boy or a girl?" The hunchbacked old man scooped up a spoonful of syrup and asked.

Mu Bai thought about the two children Liu Nanshuang brought, Dongfang Bai and Fu Hongxue, and said, "Men, one is twelve years old, and the other is seven or eight years old."

"Okay, let's draw two eagles then." The hunchbacked old man murmured, he was skillful, but he finished drawing two eagles flying with wings in a short time.

"Guest, what do you want?" The old man asked without looking up.

Looking at those two sugar paintings, Mu Bai heard himself say: "Just carp."

"Okay." The hunchbacked old man responded.

After a while, Mu Bai paid the money and took the carp candy painting handed over by the hunchbacked old man.

He turned around and walked slowly.

The moon has replaced the sun in the sky.

Mu Bai looked down at the sugar painting in his hand, opened his mouth and took a bite.

Very sweet.

He squinted his eyes, thinking casually: The sugar paintings I bought myself must be sweeter than the ones that the child asked his parents to buy.

After entering a restaurant, Mu Bai went straight to the box on the top floor.

"Sister Nanshuang." In the private room, Liu Nanshuang was eating and drinking, with two delicate-looking children sitting beside her.

"Are you back?" Liu Nanshuang looked up at Mu Bai, and immediately saw the two sugar paintings in his hand, "Why did you sell this thing?"

"I happened to see it on the road, so I bought it." Mu Bai handed the two sugar paintings to Dongfang Bai and Fu Hongxue.

"Thank you, Brother Mu." Dongfang Bai took the sugar painting and thanked him.

"Thank you." Fu Hongxue said.

After all, he is a child, so he always has a bit of love for this kind of thing.

"Let's eat." Liu Nanshuang said.

"Okay." Mu Bai sat down.

He just finished delivering all the coffins the day before yesterday, and he aroused the eyes of a lot of people who wished to kill him, then they heard that Liu Nanshuang was going to Yizhou.

Coincidentally, the person he was looking for was also in Yizhou, so he came here.

"Does Sister Nanshuang know where he is?" Mu Bai asked after finishing his meal.

"I knew you would ask me this." Liu Nanshuang rolled Mu Bai's eyes, wiped his mouth, and passed a letter from the side.

"Be careful, that girl is not easy."

"Understood." Mu Bai nodded, and opened the letter, which contained a detailed description of the place where Routang lives now, as well as her martial arts characteristics.

"Ruyi Orchid Hand, Melting Bone Palm." Mu Bai looked at these two martial arts, his eyes lit up.

He has an impression of two martial arts, both of which are long-lost secret martial arts skills.

There are two sheets of letter paper, Mu Bai looked at the next one, and found that it was written on another person's news.

"Half wood, under the gate of Guyan in Nanhai?" Mu Bai looked at the word Nanhai in the letter, and looked up at Liu Nanshuang.

"It has nothing to do with Feixian Island." Liu Nanshuang said, "But he also uses a sword, and he uses it pretty well."

Hearing this, Mu Bai hugged his chest and said calmly: "I can use it better than him."

Liu Nanshuang laughed, and said, "I know."

"Do you want me to help you?" Liu Nanshuang asked, she came to Yizhou to deal with the matter, but her matter had already been dealt with, and now she stayed in Yizhou only for Mubai.

"No need." Mu Bai shook his head, "It's just a message."

But he was really interested in the martial arts of these two people.

"Okay." Liu Nanshuang didn't force her lightly, and nodded upon hearing that.

"Sister Nanshuang." Dongfang Bai said suddenly, "Is Mu Banban very good at swordsmanship?"

Liu Nanshuang bowed his head and explained: "South China Sea swordsmanship specialize in slant, and Mu Ban is practicing Tiancan Thirteen Styles, which is really good. If you are interested, I can find it for you when you go back to the building."

"Okay." Dongfang Bai's eyes lit up and he nodded.

Liu Nanshuang's tone was downplaying, Dongfang Bai also didn't know that the Tiancan Thirteen Forms was actually the unique skill of the Nanhai Zhenshan Sword School, but this martial art was lost a hundred years ago.

dawn.

Mu Bai wiped his sword clean, and walked out of the restaurant slowly.

"Sister Nanshuang, is Brother Mu okay?" Dongfang Bai stood by the window, looking at the leaving figure below.

"Don't worry." Liu Nanshuang supported her head and smiled, "He's not stupid, he just passed on a word, even if there was a fight, wouldn't he run away?"

That's what she said, but in fact she was sent to be guarded nearby.

......

"Princess, Ying Zhong has arrived at the Wuji Gate now." Half of the wood is called half of the wood, but there is really only half of it.

One leg and one hand were missing from his body, and an iron crutch was held on his one arm. There was a long scar on his face, no ears, and half of his nose was missing. The whole person looked ugly and scary. .

"One person has more than a dozen sects." The beef soup was holding a spoon in one hand, stirring the thick beef soup in the bowl from time to time.

"How is Brother Jiu?" She suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"Master Ninth is handling things at Twelve Links." Mu Banban stood behind Niu Tang, like a shadow.

He is Gong Jiu's subordinate, and he just obeys orders to guard the beef soup.

"Master Jiu said that the island owner also wants to meet Ying Zhong." Mu Banban said again.

"My father?" Beef Soup was very interested.

"Yes." Wood half nodded.

"Okay." She clapped her hands and laughed, "Then I want to see how they fight."

"Who do you think will win?" Beef Soup asked.

"Of course it's the island owner." Mu Banban said with a smile.

He has never seen Wu Mingcong make a move, but he is not Gong Jiu's opponent.

But he lost after a few moves, and lost to Gong Jiu.

But he knew that Gong Jiu's martial arts were all taught by Wu Ming, so Wu Ming's martial arts must be very powerful.

"I really think our landlord will win." Mu Bai held the sword, pushed open the door, and walked in through the door openly.

He came by coincidence, just in time to hear Mu Banban's words.

"Who are you?" Mu Banban was startled, squinting his eyes at Mu Bai.

He hadn't noticed anyone outside just now.

Rou Tang looked at Mu Bai, tilted his head, and suddenly smiled, "I know who you are?"

She has a delicate and delicate appearance, and when she smiles, there are two shallow pear dimples on her face, she looks very innocent and lovely.

"Oh?" Mu Bai turned his head to look over and said, "You know?"

"I heard that there is a young swordsman with great swordsmanship next to the owner of Wangchuan, his name is Mu Bai." Niu Routang blinked and said, "I don't know how much worse you are compared to my ninth brother?"

She didn't wait for Mu Bai to say anything, and quickly said: "Why don't you compare with him, he is my ninth brother's subordinate."

Beef Tang pointed at Mu Banban, "If you can't even beat him, why do you say that the host of Wangchuan is great?"

"You're useless, how good is the master?" She said with a sigh, as if she had seen Mu Bai defeated by her Ninth Brother's men.

According to her, Mu Bai is under Wangchuan's landlord, while Mu Banban is just under Wu Ming's disciple.

From the very beginning, she asked Mu Bai to compete with Mu Ban to say that the host of Wang Chuan is not as good as Wu Ming.

Mu Bai's defeat was due to the fact that Wang Chuan's subordinates could not even compare with disciple Wu Ming's subordinates.

"You are Wu Ming's daughter?" Mu Bai sneered.

"Yes." Beef Soup nodded.

She could already guess what Mu Bai said next.

really.

"Although my martial arts was not taught by the Louzhu, it's easy to kill you, a daughter of Wu Mingjiao." Mu Bai said coldly.

"Really?" Beef Tang was not angry, but smiled.

The two looked at each other, and in an instant, the person who was talking just now started at the same time.

"bass--!"

The sound of the sword coming out of its scabbard was clear and clear. Just by hearing the sound of the sword, one could tell that it was a good sword.

A good sword will be more powerful in the hands of a person who can use the sword.

It just so happened that Mu Bai's swordsmanship was pretty good.

The sword light came in a blink of an eye, and the cold light approached Beef Soup's white and slender neck.

Facing Mu Bai's sword, Niu Niu Tang's smile remained unchanged.

She stepped on the ground with her toes, and her body retreated rapidly, her soft waist bent into a perfectly curved crescent moon in mid-air.

The sword pierced above her bent waist.

The distance between the two drew closer, Niu Routang straightened up, smiled at Mu Bai, and gently moved towards Mu Bai's sword-holding finger with his slender and soft fingers like orchids.

Ruyi orchid hand.

Mu Bai read the letter from Liu Nanshuang, so he naturally understood the power of this martial art.