The martial arts start saved the little dragon girl

Chapter 186. Chapter 186. On the Sword of Huashan ([-])

When Bai Zhantang heard the woman said that he had to hand over the money, he immediately had a bitter face, and said, "Xiangyu, the ten taels of silver is my labor fee from the organizer, and I will be on stage to host later."

The woman named Xiangyu said blankly: "Scholar, memorize the shop rules."

The scholar said: "No. 20 of the store regulations, it is not allowed to mop the floor with footwashing water..."

Xiangyu glared at Xiucai, who lowered his head and said weakly: "Just now I recited it wrong. Article 23 of the shop rules is not allowed to collect tips privately; Article 48 of the shop rules is that all rewards from guests must be handed over to the company."

Bai Zhantang hurriedly said: "I am not a tip, nor is it a silver reward from a guest!"

Xiangyu said: "Article 135 of the shop regulations, the money earned by the shop assistants from private work must also be handed over to the public."

Bai Zhantang frowned and said, "Why don't I remember such a thing."

Xiangyu said, "I just added it."

Bai Zhantang gritted his teeth and kicked his eyes, and said, "Tong Xiangyu!"

Tong Xiangyu did not back down, and said, "Bai Zhantang!"

The two looked at each other for a long time, Bai Zhantang was discouraged first, turned his eyes around a few times, looked around, and said: "There is murderous intent!"

"Where is it?" Everyone looked around in horror.

The big mouth was nibbling melon seeds, and he smiled and said: "Just listen to Lao Bai fooling around. He is afraid that the shopkeeper will ask him to take out the ten taels of silver, and deliberately scare you."

But immediately, Dazui felt a gust of wind blowing, and then two groups of "ghost shadows" passed by, and disappeared in a flash, even the meteors in the sky were not so fast.

"Monster!" Da Zui dropped the melon seeds in his hand, and hugged Lao Bai beside him tightly.

The few people who came out of the Tongfu Inn in Qixia Town were not very courageous, but Dazui's contagious roar scared them enough, and they hurriedly looked for big trees and boulders to hide.

After a while, there was no more movement.

Bai Zhantang pushed away the big mouth hanging on his body, with a solemn expression, he said: "Just say that you people have never seen the world, but just saw two masters, and you are scared like this.

This time on the top of Mount Hua, I don’t know how many masters there are, and they didn’t scare you all to death. "

Everyone in Tongfu Inn came out from behind the tree and the boulder.

Bai Zhantang's junior sister Wushuang said: "The two lights and shadows just now are not monsters, they are martial arts masters."

Tong Xiangyu said with a smile: "Sure enough, Zhantang is reliable at critical moments."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xiucai and said: "As a hero in Guanzhong, you will run away when you encounter danger, and you will be deducted from your wages when you go back."

The scholar made a complaint and said: "The hero of Guanzhong is also a human being. As a human being, he has seven emotions and six desires, and he will be afraid. When he is afraid, he will find a place to hide..."

Xiao Bei said, "Then why doesn't Brother Bai run away?"

Bai Zhantang murmured: "If I didn't wet my crotch and my legs trembled, do you think I don't want to run?"

After finishing speaking, he returned to a serious expression, and said: "The lightness skills of those two people just now are really high. The footwork of one of the young gentlemen seems to be the 'Lingbo Weibu' of the Happy School, and has reached the point of perfection. the point.

The other beautiful woman's movement is also extremely fast, not lagging behind at all.The lightness skills of these two people are far better than mine. "

"Old Bai, didn't you say that your lightness kung fu is second in the world? Why are these two people higher than you in lightness kung fu again?" Big Zui said.

"That's right, Brother Bai, you said that you only lost to Chu Liuxiang, the bandit coach who is number one in lightness kung fu, and you were barefoot against the wind on the day of the competition." Xiao Bei said.

Bai Zhantang frowned and looked at the direction the two passed by, and said, "If these two came to participate in the competition back then, Chu Xiangshuai and I would be the third and fourth."

While talking, a carriage passed by. The coachman was a middle-aged man, who coughed a dozen times in just a short while, like a tuberculosis ghost.

Bai Zhantang gave everyone a look to make them pay attention, and said softly: "This man is a swordsman."

His junior sister Wushuang said: "Senior brother, but I see that the palm of his right hand is not callous like ordinary swordsman. Could this man be left-handed?"

Bai Zhantang shook his head and said, "This man uses the knife not with his palm, but with his fingers. If I'm not wrong, this man uses a flying knife!"

Before everyone in Tongfu Inn could understand, the carriage suddenly stopped in front.

A man in white clothes like snow was walking slowly in the middle of the avenue.

The middle-aged leisurely man stopped the carriage, looked at the man in white with great interest, and suddenly said, "There is no one in my carriage, so I can take you for a ride. It's too cold, but you wear too little."

The man in white didn't seem to hear, and without turning his head, he continued to walk forward slowly.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, jumped off the horse, rushed in front of the man in white, took out a wine jug from his arms, and said:
"Even if you don't want to ride in my carriage, it's always good to drink a pot of hot wine with me. It's the top-quality Zhuyeqing. If you drink it in winter, you won't be cold all day long."

Seeing the Luotuo middle-aged man blocking his way, the man in white frowned, and finally said, "Your wine is not hot." His voice was colder than ice and snow.

It was the twelfth lunar month, and the sky was freezing cold. If the wine was hot, the wine pot would naturally emit heat, but at this moment, there was no heat.So he saw that it was not hot wine.

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "If you drink with me, the wine will naturally be hot."

As he spoke, he slightly grasped the flagon with his hand.

Immediately, a puff of white smoke lingered around the jug.

Seeing his method of warming wine with bare hands, the man in white frowned even more, and said coldly, "I don't drink wine from strangers."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "After drinking once, we are considered friends."

The man in white said: "I don't drink with my friends either...I don't drink."

"Oh? Why?" the leisurely middle-aged man asked.

"After drinking, your hands will shake. If you shake your hands, you can't hold the sword steadily, and you can't kill people." The man in white said.

The middle-aged man smiled again. When he laughed, his eyes would glow, as if he was ten years younger. He said:

"Although drinking alcohol can paralyze people and affect people's judgment, it can also strengthen people's courage and increase their courage. Before I kill someone, I like to drink a pot of wine. Although my hands shake, my heart is very calm."

The man in white said: "I don't lack courage, I'm afraid my sword is not fast enough or accurate enough."

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "So, no matter what, you won't drink with me anymore."

The man in white said, "Why do you want me to drink with you?"

The Luotuo middle-aged man sighed, with an even more lonely expression on his face, and said: "When I meet a lonely person, I always like to drink a pot of wine with him. It's just that there don't seem to be many lonely people like us in this world. "

The man in white hesitated for a while, then suddenly said: "I have a friend who likes to pull people to drink with him like you. But, he is not alone."

"What's his name?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Lu Xiaofeng. Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows." The man in white said.

The middle-aged man repeated Lu Xiaofeng's name to make way.

The man in white didn't change his mood at all, and walked slowly.

The middle-aged man sat back on his horse, but he didn't leave immediately. He wanted to drink.

He drank most of the jug of wine in one breath, and then he started coughing again. This time, he coughed for a long time and didn't stop, almost coughing out his lungs.

Coughing, he took out a small knife and a wood carving from his pocket.

The wood carving seems to be a semi-finished product, and the middle-aged man is carving with a knife.

His hands and his whole body were shaking violently due to coughing, but once he picked up the knife to carve, his hands were very stable.

Drinking didn't make him unsteady with the knife, nor did it dull his reflexes.

The more he drank, the more sober he became.

The carriage stopped in the middle of the road, and everyone in Tongfu Inn saw the middle-aged Luotuo man holding a knife in his hand, even if it was just a small knife, they didn't dare to approach him.

"Old Bai, who is this person?" Li Dazui asked.

Bai Zhantang usually looked far away, and said in a calm, old-fashioned tone: "From the fierce aura on this man's body when holding the knife, I guess he is the legendary 'Little Li Feidao' Li Xunhuan!"

"Li Xunhuan?" Everyone in Tongfu Inn asked.Although they have lived in Qixia Town for a long time, because they run the inn, they have met people from all over the world, so they all heard this name, and they couldn't help opening their mouths, "This sick man is Li Xunhuan?"

Bai Zhantang hurriedly said: "What's wrong? Be careful what you say. 'Xiao Li Fei Dao, there is nothing wrong with it'. If he hears about it, you will be rewarded with a knife. Keep the white knife in and the red knife out."

Everyone in Tongfu Inn giggled and didn't dare to say more.

At this time, another person came out on the road with a sword in his hand, and there were thirteen pearls on the sword.

He walked up to Li Xun Huan, a middle-aged man, and said suddenly, "Excuse me, let the carriage out of the way, I want to use this road for a while."

Li Xun Huan said: "Oh? What are you trying to do?"

He didn't hide anything, and said directly: "My name is Yan Shisan, and I made an appointment with someone to fight here."

Li Xun Huan asked, "What kind of duel?"

Yan Shisan said: "A non-stop duel."

Li Xun Huan didn't ask any more questions, he took the lead rope and drove the carriage back a long way.

Yan Shisan nodded in satisfaction and said, "Thank you."

At this time, the person he made an appointment with has also arrived, a young man with a good temperament, wearing a brocade coat and a sword, who can be seen from a famous family at a glance.

Yan Shisan said: "Xiao Qing?"

The young man did not deny it, and replied, "Yan Shisan?"

Yan Shisan said: "You are late."

Xiao Qing said: "It makes no difference if you come early or late."

Yan Shisan said: "There is a difference."

Xiao Qing asked, "What's the difference?"

Yan Shisan said: "If you come earlier, you will die sooner; if you come later, you will die later."

Xiao Qing smiled, and his smile was full of sarcasm: "Yan Shisan, do you think your 'Thirteen Swords of Killing' are truly invincible?"

Yan Shisan said: "Not necessarily. But your Diancang swordsmanship can't break it."

Xiao Qing said: "I don't like to argue with dead people. But I have something to tell you."

Yan Shisan said: "Say."

Xiao Qing said: "I asked you to come here to compete, not because I have any enmity with you, but because you are famous, after killing you, I will become famous in one battle."

Yan Shisan said: "I was already famous all over the world when I was 17 years old, and I don't think there is any benefit to being famous."

Xiao Qing said: "There are many things in the world that are not necessarily beneficial to do."

Yan Shisan said: "That's right. You invited me to a martial arts competition at the foot of Huashan Mountain. It seems that after defeating and killing me, you still want to participate in the 'Huashan Discussion of Swords'."

Xiao Qing nodded and said: "This time Huashan Discussion of Swords, as long as it is a martial arts middle school in the Jianghu martial arts, no one will not want to join in the fun."

Yan Shisan said: "If you repent now, you just need to admit defeat and keep your sword. You can save your life to witness this grand event."

Xiao Qing was not irritated by this contemptuous sentence, but calmly drew out his sword, and said calmly: "The sword is with the people, and the sword is with the dead."

After speaking, he stabbed a sword.

Yan Shisan also drew his sword.

Xiao Qing's sword is very fast.

The swordsmanship of the Diancang School is originally a very fast swordsmanship.

Xiao Qing practiced drawing swords for three years, practiced the first sword for another three years, and practiced only one sword in three years.

From drawing the sword to stabbing out the sword, it didn't take a breath of time.

But Yan Shisan's sword was faster.

Yan Shisan obviously drew his sword last and shot later, but his sword reached Xiao Qing first.

Xiao Qing found that he could no longer take a step forward, because his throat was already pointed at by Yan Shisan's sword, if he moved a little further, he would be pierced.

So he could only take back the long sword, close his eyes and wait for death.

He is not dead.

Xiao Qing opened his eyes, puzzled: "Why didn't you kill me?"

Yan Shisan said: "Ten years later, when the next time Huashan discusses swords, we will fight here again.

If your sword is faster next time, maybe you can kill me. "

Xiao Qing gritted her teeth and said, "I owe you this life first, and I will pay it back in ten years."

After finishing speaking, he returned the sword back to its sheath, and left without looking back.

The cold wind is bitter, and the bleakness is desolate.

Yan Shisan suddenly said to Li Xun Huan who was in the distance: "Can I ask you for a drink? I like to drink after killing people."

Li Xun Huan threw the half-full jug of wine over and reminded him, "You didn't kill anyone just now."

Yan Shisan took the jug and said, "When I'm not killing people, I also like to drink."

Li Xunhuan smiled and said: "Interesting, interesting. When people want to drink, they will always find various reasons for themselves. In my opinion, as long as there is one reason, it is enough."

Yan Shisan took a sip of wine and asked, "What reason?"

Li Xun Huan said: "I want to get drunk. What's the point of drinking if you don't get drunk?"

Yan Shisan said: "That's right." He shook the jug in his hand and said, "It's a pity that you don't have much wine anymore, you can't make me drunk anymore."

Li Xun Huan pointed to the carriage behind him, and said, "Do you know what's in my carriage?"

Yan Shisan said: "Could it be that there are no people in your carriage, but a cart full of wine?"

Li Xun Huan didn't answer, the smug smile on his face was the answer.

The wine is enough to open up the hearts of two people who didn't know each other at all.

When both of them were slightly drunk, Li Xun Huan asked: "I thought you would kill Xiao Qing just now. Your swordsmanship is the swordsmanship of killing people."

Yan Shisan smiled wryly, "If it wasn't for the killing swordsmanship, how could it be called the 'Thirteen Killing Swords'."

Li Xun Huan said: "But you didn't kill him."

Yan Shisan took a sip of wine and said slowly, "That's because no one killed me ten days ago."

Li Xun Huan said, "Who didn't kill you?"

Yan Shisan said: "It's the third young master Xie Xiaofeng."

Li Xunhuan had never heard of this name, just like he had never heard of Yan Shisan.

They originally belonged to different realms, but this time "Huashan Lunjian" happened to come here.

So Yan Shisan said in detail: "It's the third young master Xie Xiaofeng in front of the Green Water Lake under Cuiyun Peak. He is the number one swordsman in the world."

(End of this chapter)