Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 51
"If you meet Mr. Xichugu, keep him alive and take Qingcheng Mountain with you." In an inconspicuous wine shop somewhere in Gandong City, the young Taoist priest read the note in his hand, put it in the wine glass in front of him, and twirled it. The strip was dissolved in it, he raised his head and drank it, wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, "The real master is really saying what he says, keep him alive, can I beat those ghosts and monsters? Take Qingcheng Mountain? I'll fight Can you beat Mr. Gu..."

And in an inn outside Sanjie Street of the wine shop, a young man was sharpening his sword. The sword in his hand was clear and clear, and it was already a masterpiece in the world, but he missed a better sword.

"No dust..." He said softly, then stopped his hands and raised his head slightly.

He is the most expected disciple of Wushuang City's generation, but he failed at the first try...

"Old Yu, I want to meet Naxi Chu Jiange again."

"Why?"

"After asking Yu Tian, ​​I remember that there is a last move."

"The avenue is facing the sky."

"Yes, I want to see the real Dao, and I also want to see my own way of the sword."

"This is the path you choose. People from Wushuang City will not go with you. We don't want to get involved in this matter, and we don't want to be an enemy of the Zhenxihou Mansion, so you can only go by yourself Go, do you understand?"

"The disciple understands, the disciple will definitely pay attention."

Song Yanhui put the Shuiyue sword back into its sheath, and murmured softly: "The way is facing the sky..."

Outside Zhenxihou's Mansion.

The warm pot of wine passed by a porter with the jug in hand, and then a note appeared on the hand holding the jug. He pretended to drink with his head up, but he opened the note .

"The swordsmanship of Western Chu, the Dao asks the sky. Everyone in the world admires it, give it up. However, there are tricks, and I take it." Warm Pot Wine frowned slightly, and saw a line of small words at the bottom, "If Wei Bailishi, retreat!"

"Deceitful way, my lord father, I also want to see the real Dao." The green-clothed snake in the sleeve of the warm pot jumped out and swallowed the note in one gulp. He saw Wen Luoyu standing there.

Wen Luoyu looked calm: "Is it the news from my father?"

The warm pot of wine did not evade this question, and nodded: "Yes, Master said that under the Dao, there are tricks. The Dao is left to the world, and the tricks are left to the Wen family."

"Do you know what the tricks my father refers to?" Wen Luoyu asked.

The warm pot of wine froze for a moment, then sighed: "I've heard some rumors, but I've never seen it before. If it really exists, ghosts and gods will fear it."

"What if you can't get it?" Wen Luoyu asked again.

The warm pot of wine smiled: "I'm also curious, if you can't get it, sister, will you help the Baili family or the Wen family?"

Wen Luoyu also suddenly laughed, and after giggling for a long time, she reached out and slapped the warm pot of wine on the head: "I will ask my son when the time comes, whoever he asks me to help, I will help!"

The gaze of the warm pot of wine was gentle, and he stretched out his hand to gently scratch Wen Luoyu's head, just like when he was a child, he loved to scratch this little sister's head every time, and he said slowly: "Don't worry, father said, Ruowei Bailishi, back off!"

Wen Luoyu looked into the distance with sad eyes: "Father said retreat, not help, which means that father also realized that things are different this time..."

"Father is father, and I am me. I don't care about Bailishi, my sister can't have any damage, and neither can my nephew." Warm Pot Wine said in a deep voice, "Unless Warm Pot Wine dies first."

In Zhenxi Hou Mansion.

Baili Chengfeng, who had just returned from Honghu Town, was discussing matters with Xie Laosan in his room.

"Master, are you sure you want to do this?" Xie Laosan asked.

"Father has been too gentle these past few years, I'm afraid he won't be able to make the last move." Baili Chengfeng sighed.

"Don't talk about friends, even relatives, your father could afford a knife back then." Xie Laosan sneered.

"But father shouldn't hold a knife anymore. If he doesn't hold a knife, my son will take it for him!" Baili Chengfeng said sharply.

Outside the courtyard hidden in the depths of Gandong City, an old man stopped.

When he wore the armor, he was still the first-rank Marquis who shocked Beili, and his eyes were still as sharp as an eagle.

But with the robes on, he looked nothing more than an ordinary old man.

There are many invisible guards hiding around the old man. He has conquered the battlefield for many years, and there are too many people who want to kill him, but he is not sure whether the man in the courtyard wants to kill him or not.

Suddenly, there was a melodious sound of piano in the yard.

The sound of the zither is clear and clear, like a clear spring in the mountains, coming out slowly, gurgling and flowing, it seems to have the elegance of high mountains and flowing water, but it also carries the alienation of old friends reunited.But it sounds, in the end, it is comfortable and gentle.The old man reached out to take a yellow fallen leaf, and the fallen leaf suddenly turned into a peach blossom in his hands.

"So..." The old man sighed softly.

After finishing the song, the old man watched the peach blossoms in his hands turn into powder and dissipated in his hands. He reached out and wiped away the slight moisture from the corners of his eyes, then turned around slowly, and walked towards the end of the street.

There is no murderous spirit in the song, but it pops up without meeting each other, parting love.

The old man in the courtyard caressed the strings, suddenly his eyebrows trembled, and with a wave of his hand, a long sword was already in his hand. He jumped up and swung the sword wildly in the courtyard.

Qiandongcheng, Jinxu gambling house.

"Buy it and leave it, buy it and leave it!" The handsome young man in a white robe shook the treasure box in his hand and sat in the middle of the gambling table, "Buy the big and get the small, buy the small and get the big, all the money goes to mine." in the bag."

"Young master, why are you leaving for a few months? You really miss us!" A gambler beside him spoke up.

"Miss me? Or my money?" Baili Dongjun laughed.

"Naturally not! Of course I want the young master's wine!" The gambler laughed, "This time..."

"I have everything! What's the rush!" Baili Dongjun shouted, "Have you bought everything? Big or small!"

"Buy big!"

"Buy small!"

"open!"

Baili Dongjun lifted the treasure box and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! Leopard!"

"Oh!" Everyone sighed in unison.

"Come, come, Xiao He, share the wine I brought with you! One drink per person, drink with you!" Baili Dongjun took a glass of wine and raised it above his head, "Come!"

"To young master!" Everyone was given a glass of wine and drank with their heads raised.

"Drink!" Baili Dongjun gulped down the cup, threw the cup to the attendant, and then jumped off the table. He walked to the corner, and the attendant named Xiao He from the gambling shop was about to drink. A piece of paper was handed over.Baili Dongjun opened the note, and there were three words written on it.

"Nothing, Ann."

Baili Dongjun sighed, and put the note in his arms: "It's just that there's nothing wrong, so I'm uneasy, how can there be nothing wrong."

(End of this chapter)