The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 76 Black Clothes
"Boss, a bowl of mutton wontons."

On the official road outside Chang'an City, a young man in black came slowly and stopped in front of a breakfast stall.

This young man has delicate features, tall and straight figure, full of heroism, and outstanding temperament. The stall owner, Old Li Tou, secretly praised the young man's appearance, and said with a smile on his face, "Guest officer, come in and sit down, you'll be fine soon."

He opened the soup pot and served wontons, but Li Li went in and found a seat to sit down.

After running around all night, he was already hungry.

It was early morning at this time, the summer had not fully risen, the grass and trees on the ground still had the dew left from last night, the breeze was blowing, and the face was cool, it could be said that it was the most comfortable time of the day.

But Li Li didn't enjoy it, he was still thinking about Yin Liting.

He was hit by Cheng Kun last night. Although he has strong qi and blood and masculine internal energy, and specializes in this kind of yin and cold martial arts, it always takes some time to expel the cold air. In fact, he only used half of it. In the effort of a cup of tea, he expels all the strength of the magic Yin finger, but when he chased in the direction Yin Liting left, he chased until the sky was bright, but he still couldn't catch up.

Fortunately, there was Chang'an City in front of him, so he relaxed a little. After all, there were many people in Chang'an City. Even if someone wanted to harm Yin Liting, he had to worry about being seen. No one knew that Wudang disciples were killed in the wilderness. And the bustling city is still bright and sunny, dare to kill Wudang disciples, is it true that the swords of Wudang sects will not see blood? !

"Guest officer, it's done!"

Old Li put a bowl full of meat wontons on his head and placed them in front of Mo Li's table. Mo Li smelled the aroma and his stomach couldn't help rumbling.

This wonton is full of ingredients, and the mutton filling inside is delicious and chewy, which makes people very satisfied.

After eating a large bowl of meat wontons in two bites, Mo Li couldn't help shouting: "Boss, have another bowl."

"Okay, guest officer."

That old Li Tou looked at him who seemed to be easy to talk, and said with a smile while serving wontons: "Sir, you must be the young master of some family, and you can even wear black clothes."

"Wearing black is the young master? How do you say that?" Mo Xin wondered.

When it comes to status, it should be judged from the fabric style of the clothes. Even the color, it must be the red purple and bright yellow that are commonly used by dignitaries. When did black clothes become a status symbol?
The old Li smiled and said: "Old man, I have been working here all my life. I have seen all kinds of teachings, high-ranking officials and dignitaries. My son, you have an extraordinary bearing. In addition to this black clothes, I can't afford it even if I have money... "

Seeing that Li Li smiled disapprovingly, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Master, you think the old man is lying, but do you know that there was a big battle on Zhongnan Mountain yesterday, and it is said that what Li was against the last person named Yang... "

"Mo Li vs. Yang Xiao." Mo Li answered.

"Yes yes yes yes, it's Mo Li vs Yang Xiao!"

Old Li nodded repeatedly, and said: "It is said that Mo Li is very young, and his swordsmanship is very good. He is said to be a sword god! He was dressed in black yesterday, and he defeated that Yang... Yang Xiao, those young people are crazy, they went down the mountain yesterday, they all rushed to buy black clothes, now in the city, even ten taels of silver can’t buy a black dress!”

He sized Mo Li up and down, and said with a smile, "Master, do you also learn from that sword god, Mo Li, with your attire?"

When Mo Li heard the words, he couldn't help being amused, he said seriously: "I said that I am the sword god Mo Li, old man, do you believe me?"

"Young master, don't lie to the little old man. He is a sword god, and he wears a sword at his waist. You still need a guy!"

Old Li shook his head, and said: "Besides, this little old man has already met more than one person who claims to be the sword god Mo Li, so stop teasing little old man, yo, wonton is ready!"

He hurriedly opened the lid of the pot to grab wontons, but Mo Li couldn't laugh or cry, okay, he's a majestic swordsman who claimed to be a fake...

But he looked down at his waist, and felt right in his heart, is there a sword god, how can there be anyone without a sword?
The old Li brought up the wontons and said, "Young master, use it slowly."

Mo Li thanked him and was about to move his chopsticks when his heart suddenly moved and he asked, "Old man, I don't know if you set up a stall here, have you ever seen a young man dressed as a Taoist pass by, he must be a little lost."

"A man dressed as a Taoist?"

Old Li smiled, and said: "My lord, you are asking the right person, just half an hour ago, there was such a person who passed by me, and he was still holding two swords!

But he was a bit crazy, he asked the little old man to bring him wine before the sun was fully out, the little old man was serving an early stall, not a tavern, so if there was any wine for him, he told him to go to Fuji Restaurant, Guaranteed to drink! "

"Fuji Restaurant?" Mo Li frowned.

Old Li nodded his head and said: "Young master, I don't know. Gu Songli, the son of the rich merchant Gu's family in this city, is said to be a friend of the sword god Li Li who won the duel yesterday. He wanted to celebrate his friend's victory, but since last night , just set up a flowing water banquet in Fuji Restaurant, and I heard that it will be held for three days in a row!"

Gu Songli!
Hearing the name, Mo Li couldn't help showing a smile. In the restaurant that day, this kid wanted to save him from the Blue Wing Bat King.

Unexpectedly, what he said as a joke that day, he actually took it seriously, and really put on a three-day feast.

But, will Uncle Six go?

He was not sure, but he still decided to take a look. After all, he was not familiar with the place in Chang'an City, so instead of wasting effort to find it alone, it would be better to trouble Gu Songli, a local snake, who must have been more efficient than him.

Wanting to understand this point, he finished the bowl of meat wontons in two or three strokes, leaving a small silver coin, and then hurriedly walked towards the city.

"Hey, guest officer, you gave too much!"

The old Li looked at a piece of silver and hurriedly shouted, but as far as he could see, there was no sign of Li Li.

"The most is to thank the old man for his kindness."

Li Li's voice came from a distance. Old Li took a closer look, but there was still no one there. He was startled. This... is this in broad daylight? !
There are many people in Chang'an City.

After all, the duel was just yesterday, and most of the tycoons in the Jianghu were resting in Chang'an City before they had time to leave.

Li Li found out that Old Li was talking a lot. There were indeed many young men in black clothes with long swords in the city.

Some people even touched the long sword at their waist with pride after seeing him, as if they were despising that Mo Li pretended to be a sword god who didn't even have a sword.

Mo Li really couldn't laugh or cry, but he was in a hurry to find Yin Liting, and he didn't bother to argue with these people.

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(End of this chapter)