That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 59

Counting from the day when Gongsun Zhongmou set foot in Julu City, until today, this autumn rain has lasted for three days. Judging by the momentum, there is actually a meaning to continue.

In just these three days, Xu Beiyou traveled more than [-] miles, beheading [-] out of [-] horse thieves, including two leaders of horse thieves in the third-rank realm.

This road is not fast or slow. Except for killing horse thieves, most of Xu Beiyou's energy is still spent on Jian Shisan. In fact, killing these ordinary horse thieves is not beneficial to Xu Beiyou's own swordsmanship. I hope that those who hired the twelve wolf thieves will hire the next wave of killers. This kind of free target post is really in line with his wishes.

As night fell, the autumn rain became more and more dense, and the already cold grassland was even more chilly at this time.

Xu Beiyou carried Tianlan on his back, and walked in the pitch-black grassland with deep feet and shallow feet. The cold autumn rain had already drenched him thoroughly. Fortunately, he was supported by the Qi mechanism in his body. Last night, most of them would freeze to death on the grassland.

After walking for most of the night, Xu Beiyou finally saw a bonfire in the distance. When he approached, he found that a few businessmen had temporarily built a shed to shelter from the rain and were sitting around the bonfire to keep warm. Xu Beiyou saw Xu Beiyou who was alone Afterwards, although these businessmen were a little wary, they didn't take this young man seriously.

Xu Beiyou patted his drenched sleeves, splashed a small splash of water, took out a small piece of scattered silver, and said, "Guys, passers-by want to take shelter from the rain and burn their clothes. I don't know how to do it." Can't it be convenient?"

The leading businessman looked at the silver in Xu Beiyou's hand, pondered for a while, and then nodded.

Xu Beiyou smiled, threw the silver in his hand into the hands of the merchant, walked into the shed by himself, and sat down in the corner.

With the face of money, the merchants are also willing to show a little smile and do some good deeds. A thin man handed over a jug, "Little brother, have you soaked it? Take a sip and warm your body."

According to the experience of the veterans, it is absolutely forbidden to drink wine whose details are not known outside, but Xu Beiyou did not refuse, took a sip from the jug, returned the jug to the thin man, and thanked him with a smile.

Xu Beiyou's act of trust obviously won the favor of several other businessmen. The leading businessman introduced himself: "My name is Zhang Suheng, and I am a businessman from Shanzhou. Take off your clothes, I still have a robe here, you put it on first."

They were all men, Xu Beiyou didn't hesitate, took off his soaked clothes, leaving only his trousers, and then put on Zhang Suheng's robe.

After putting the wet clothes on the fire, several businessmen continued the topic just now.

The lean man took a sip of his wine and said, "This unknown swordsman is really a character. He killed more than a hundred horse thieves before. I heard that some big horse thieves made rumors that they spent a lot of money to move them." Twelve wolf thieves were killed, and the swordsman's head was demanded."

Speaking of the Twelve Wolf Bandits, the skinny man raised his voice a little, like a storyteller in a restaurant, "Then who are the Twelve Wolf Bandits? They ran rampant on the Xiulong Grassland, murdered countless people, and died in these places in recent years. There are not too many masters in the hands of wild wolves. Just a few years ago, there were a couple of heroes from two Central Plains sects, both of whom were in the second-rank realm. Planted in the hands of the twelve wolf thieves? Especially the woman, who was stripped of her dress and tortured half to death by twelve strong men before she was cut out to death, that scene is really appalling."

Zhang Suheng nodded and said: "I've heard about this before, what's the matter, that unknown swordsman was slaughtered by the twelve wolves?"

The lean man slapped his thigh, "It's true, it's not that the twelve wolf thieves killed the unknown swordsman, but the unknown swordsman killed the twelve wolves completely, and the twelve heads are strung together Hanging on wooden stakes, each of them will not die with peace in mind."

Several businessmen who hadn't heard of this matter looked at each other in blank dismay. They obviously didn't believe that the famous twelve wolf thieves had died like this. One of them couldn't help asking: "Is it true? Is the nameless swordsman really so powerful?"

The thin man became more and more excited as he talked, and his eyes widened, "How can there be a fake? Someone saw it the day before yesterday. Twelve human heads, the signature weapons of the twelve wolf thieves, and twelve horses are also quite a lot. , you said, who else would there be if it wasn't the Twelve Wolf Bandits?"

Zhang Suheng's face changed slightly, and he said: "In this way, this unknown swordsman is really a character, maybe he is a master of the first rank, and he can save the Xiulong Grassland from harm, but it is also a good deed."

Xu Beiyou suddenly interjected and asked, "It looks like you guys have just come out of Julu City. Now it's the Julu Mutual Market event, and everyone is going to Julu City. Why did you leave so early?"

Zhang Suheng and the thin man looked at each other, and said with a wry smile: "To be honest, Julu City is now full of wind and clouds, and the gathering of experts from all walks of life is really not something we small shrimps can mix in. No matter how good the money is, you have to have it." Is life going to waste? If you want to go to Julu City, little brother, listen to my brother's persuasion and turn back earlier."

Xu Beiyou asked curiously, "What kind of statement is this?"

Zhang Suheng hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "You know the rumor that a Daoist Daoist will come to the Julu City Exchange this time, right?"

Xu Beiyou nodded.

Zhang Suheng continued: "The rumors are true. A real person really came to Julu City, and he was a real person that no one could have imagined. I have seen the world and heard about the Daomen Suppressing Demon Palace, which is comparable to our imperial court's secret guard mansion, how big do you think the owner of this Demon Suppressing Palace is?"

Zhang Suheng paused and lowered his voice slightly, "But then again, if there is only this one, it's not a big deal. After all, the gods in the sky will not embarrass us little people on the ground. It's so strange that another person came later. He is a demonic figure, just in response to the saying that gods fight and mortals suffer, if these two disagree with each other, we little shrimps will have to run quickly, so as not to be affected by the fish in the pond."

Looking at the expressions of the other people, it was obvious that they already knew the whole story. Only Xu Beiyou asked, "What kind of devil dares to fight with the Daoist Daoist?"

Zhang Suheng said in a low voice: "In fact, it was not a fight with the master of the Demon Suppressing Hall, but a Taoist master named Dongfang Ghost Emperor. That devil, I heard that his name is Gongsun Zhongmou, seems to be some kind of suzerain, and he fought with that Eastern ghost emperor in a dark world. When the devil waved his hand, the rain turned into a sword, and there were as many swords as there were rain , I will never forget that spectacular scene in my whole life, and almost beat the Eastern Ghost Emperor of the Taoist sect into a sieve."

The lean man chimed in, "That's right, the swords all over the sky are like rain."

Xu Beiyou's expression was calm, and he asked softly, "What happened next?"

Zhang Suheng couldn't hide the look of fascination on his face and said: "The next thing is really a dialogue between immortals. There are voices from outside the sky, and everyone in the city can hear them clearly. If I guess correctly, the speaker should be It's the Lord of the Demon Suppressing Hall. The two agreed to decide the winner in three days, and it is for this reason that we little people have to stay away from this place of right and wrong."

He subconsciously glanced at the young man, just in time to see him lower his head.

Zhang Suheng withdrew his gaze and sighed, "They are all gods in the sky. The fight between gods is not something anyone can watch if they want to."

The thin man asked: "By the way, who is this Gongsun Zhongmou? He can even argue with the head teacher in black?" Zhang Suheng was also a little uncertain, hesitatingly said: "Since he is the devil, he must be the queen." Build the people over there, I heard that there are many demons over there."

Xu Beiyou raised his head, without any expression on his face, and said softly, "It's the Sect Master of the Sword Sect."

Zhang Suheng was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Isn't Jianzong dead?"

Xu Beiyou sighed a long time, "Yes, Jianzong is dead, and the rest are the remnants of Jianzong."

(End of this chapter)