This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

The summer festival is over, and early autumn is coming. Hongshan Town in the upper reaches of the Huaihe River has ushered in the annual heavy rainy season.

On the muddy street, pedestrians come and go like a tide, colorful paper umbrellas write colorful poems in the rain, a man in a coir raincoat comes to the inn, sits down with a big horse, and shouts two pots of hot wine.

Xiao Er brought the drinks, nodded and bowed, and said: "Oh, fifth master, why did you come in person? If you want drinks, let the elder brothers inform my shopkeeper, so I can trouble you to go down the mountain in person."

"Someone happened to come down the mountain to do some errands, where's your shopkeeper?" As he said that, the five big and three thick man picked up the big bowl and poured all the wine down his throat, the spicy taste made him squint his eyes became a seam.

Being pinched by that man's neck like he was catching a chick, Xiao Er shrank and said with a smile: "The shopkeeper went to the corner to listen to an opera, I wonder what orders Fifth Master has?"

The man smiled and patted Xiaoer on the shoulder and said: "Oh, it's nothing serious. A new brother has come to the village. He came to get some good food and wine from you. The boss will take care of him tonight."

"This, this is a good thing, the villain will definitely tell the shopkeeper." Xiao Er quickly said with a smile.

"That's good." The man laughed loudly, slapped the food on the table into his arms with a slap like a cattail fan, raised his head and ate up the wine, then wiped his mouth full of meaning, and took his big knife out of the inn.

After the man staggered away, Xiao Er breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered to behind the kitchen curtain, "Boss, everyone has left, come out."

The shopkeeper, who looked like a thin bamboo pole, stepped out from behind the curtain, glanced at the direction where the man left, and sighed, "Why are you here again?"

Xiaoer also smiled wryly and said: "They are here to ask for wine and meat again, shopkeeper, shall we give it or not?"

"No? Do you have the guts? The officials can't control them, what can you do, alas." The shopkeeper said helplessly: "Give it, and it will be a waste of money to eliminate disasters."

While talking, a man and a woman came in from outside the inn. The two of them were dressed as knight-errants in light clothes and swords. The little one hurriedly greeted him with a smile: "The guest officer is here, do you want to be a sharpshooter or stay in the inn?"

After the man sat down, the woman took out the silver taels and threw them to Xiao Er, ordering: "Open two upper rooms, and then bring a pot of good tea."

"That's it." Xiaoer took the money, weighed it, and hurriedly put a more courteous smile on his face, and greeted the two of them.

After the tea came, the woman declined Xiao Er's fawning, poured two cups herself, picked up one of the cups, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, then nodded slightly at the man: "No problem."

"En." The man picked up the cup and drank the tea. The two sat by the window, watching the drizzle outside, while enjoying the long-lost tranquility.

Naturally, these two people were Lu Hanjiang and Huangfu Xiaoyuan who had changed into the costumes of the Happy School. After they came out of Southern Shaolin, they went back to Beijing in the north and traveled all the way to Hongshan Town.

"I don't like rainy days. When I'm walking on the road, I sometimes feel bad, right? Is there a water fight? I think the water on the road is not shallow." Lu Hanjiang looked at the gray sky, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration said flashingly.

Huangfu Xiaoyuan did not respond to this nonsensical speech, but asked: "What did you talk to Ling Yun that day? You let him go so easily."

As if he had forgotten the topic of the weather, Lu Hanjiang said with a smile: "It's okay to chat casually. Is this not good? After all, you are also blood-related relatives. If he is safe, maybe you can feel better in your heart?"

Huangfu Xiaoyuan glanced at Lu Hanjiang, and said indifferently: "I just feel strange that you even went after him specifically, and you still let him go in the end."

"Don't look at me like this, in fact, I have no interest in forcing others to do things."

Lu Hanjiang shrugged and smiled: "However, the trip to Shaolin was not in vain. Your nephew can't practice Buddhism. This world is his final destination. He will come back sooner or later, but not now."

Huangfu Xiaoyuan was silent for a moment, then said again: "Will Shaolin agree to release him?"

"Why not, anyway, that kid has already become a dispensable existence to them. I went to send him up the steps, and they just happened to go down the slope." Lu Hanjiang said.

Probably because Wudang's head teacher sensed the same wind direction, the abbot of South Shaolin also chose to be cautious. In order to avoid being pushed to the forefront again, they were very happy to deal with the trouble in advance.

After Wudang came up with the idea of ​​closing the mountain, Shaolin Temple also showed an attitude of being less involved in Jianghu affairs, and all of this probably stemmed from Jin Yiwei's change of Jianghu policy. It is reasonable to stay away from them, after all, those who are barefoot are never afraid of those who wear shoes.

"Let's not talk about this, by the way, Xiaoyuan, have you ever heard the legend of Hongshan Town?" Lu Hanjiang suddenly asked with great interest.

Huangfu Xiaoyuan shook her head and asked, "What legend?"

Lu Hanjiang explained: "The Bailong, the river god, has been worshiped and worshiped for generations in Hongshan Town. The rainy season here is late. At the end of summer and early autumn, the river god creates wind and rain, and takes the form of a spirit. He will pass over the town. The locals call it It is called 'Bailongdu'."

After Huangfu Xiaoyuan listened to it, she savored it carefully, and was quite speechless. This means that it seems that there will be a heavy rainstorm, right?She asked, "Don't you dislike rainy days?"

Lu Hanjiang waved his hand and said: "This matter is worth the score. It's raining and there are legends. No matter what happens, you have to experience it."

At this time, Xiao Er passed by to refill tea, and heard the conversation between the two, he couldn't help but smiled and said: "Guest officer is very interested, this luck is also good, this year's rainy season came early, everyone guesses, wait a few more days, you will be able I saw 'Bailongdu'."

"Really? Then we're really lucky. I thought we'd have to wait here for at least half a month." Lu Hanjiang was talking when he suddenly heard a crackling sound coming from the street. Looking outside, he didn't know whose house it was. The china was thrown into the street, smashed to pieces, and curses ensued.

"Good old bastard, if someone comes to your house to buy things, he would like you, but you dare to pick and choose. Could it be that you think that someone is a rough person! Can't you use your good materials?!"

The man who was yelling and cursing on the street reeked of alcohol, he was the one who ate and drank in the inn before, and the people on the street felt helpless seeing this scene, and one or two planned to speak out to be fair, but that The man had a long knife on his waist, which frightened everyone so much that they dared not go forward.

Seeing the expression of Xiaoer beside him who dared not speak out, Lu Hanjiang asked curiously: "Who is that person? He speaks like a bandit. Could it be that he is a gangster nearby?"

"Guest officer, please keep your voice down, don't be overheard by that person, they don't like others to say they are bandits," Xiaoer said bitterly, "They are green forest heroes from the nearby Xiaofei Gorge. Dare to provoke easily."

"Hey, a hero from the green forest." Lu Hanjiang watched from afar as the hero swung his fist the size of a sandbag and slammed the cashier of the cloth shop. He had no intention of acting bravely. Others do it for him.

"stop!"

Sure enough, a young man jumped out from the crowd and stopped the man's atrocities. Lu Hanjiang couldn't help but chuckle when he saw this: "The sword pattern on the clothes is a disciple of the Qingcheng sect."