Comprehensive martial arts: Qixia town storytellers, the beginning of the tie to Qiao Feng

Chapter 167 Drinking together in Songhe Tower, Xingzi Lin speaks out! (4000 words plus more!)

Wuxi City.

The pedestrians in the city are bustling and bustling, very prosperous.

Among them, a young figure is extremely eye-catching.

He was dressed in fine clothes, handsome and extraordinary.

It's just that there is a gloomy look on his face, it seems that he has encountered some troubles and is not in a good mood.

He looked back to the east, with a look of loneliness on his face again.

"Duan Yu, Duan Yu, Miss Wang's heart is for Mr. Murong. You are probably not even a hair on Mr. Murong's heart in Miss Wang's heart."

Murmuring in a low voice, Duan Yu couldn't help feeling a little sad.

As the eldest son of the Duan family in Dali, he has had everything that one expects to have in his life.

Even if he was captured by Jiumozhi, imprisoned by Duan Yanqing, and worked as a gardener in Mantuo Villa, he didn't feel sad.

But yesterday in the waterside pavilion, he was really sad to see that Miss Wang's heart flew to the side of Mr. Murong and she didn't care about his feelings at all.

So much so that I didn't want to stay for a quarter of an hour, so I went away.

"I hope we never see each other again."

Cuckoo.

When Duan Yu sighed, his stomach suddenly growled.

Thinking about it carefully, from last night to today he didn't drink a drop of water, and after rowing for so long, he was already so hungry that he should have a full meal.

Thinking of this, Duan Yu looked around, and went straight into a restaurant named Songhelou on the street.

When Duan Yu went upstairs, the waiter came over to greet him, so he ordered a jug of wine, and a few random dishes to accompany the wine.

When the food and wine were ready, he poured himself a drink, suddenly a feeling of desolation and loneliness came to his heart, and he couldn't help heaving a long sigh.

A big man on the west seat turned his head, and two cold eyes flicked on Duan Yu's face twice.

Duan Yu felt something in his heart, and also looked at the big man.

The big man looked about thirty years old, dressed in a gray old cloth robe, slightly shabby, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, high nose and wide mouth, and a square face with Chinese characters, full of momentum.

Seeing the appearance of this big man, Duan Yu sighed in admiration from the bottom of his heart.

"This big man is really mighty. I have traveled all over Dali and Jiangnan, and I have never seen such a man!"

"That Bao is not boastful, what a heroic spirit, compared with this big man, it is really nothing!"

Thinking of this, Duan Yu couldn't help but want to make friends with this big man.

He glanced at the wine and meat on the big man's table, and said to the waiter: "This man's food and wine are all included in my account."

Hearing this, the big man smiled at Duan Yu, but didn't speak.

Duan Yu wanted to chat a few words, but seeing that the big man didn't intend to speak, he was too embarrassed to speak up again.

Just then, two people came up the stairs.

The person in front of him limped and supported a cane, but he still walked slowly.

The second person is a sad old man.

The two walked to the big man's table and bowed respectfully.

The big man only nodded his head and didn't get up to return the salute.

The crippled man whispered something to the big man, vaguely mentioning words such as "meeting in the pavilion of Huishan".

Duan Yu didn't want to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, but he had no choice but, he had abundant internal energy, sharp ears and eyes, and could hear every word clearly.

The big man glanced at Duan Yu again, and suddenly snorted coldly.

Duan Yu was taken aback, his left hand trembled, and with a clang, the wine glass fell to the ground and shattered.

The big man smiled when he saw this, and said, "Why is this brother so flustered? Why don't you come over and have a drink together?"

Duan Yu immediately got up and walked over when he heard the words, and said: "Then I will be disrespectful."

The big man glanced at the bartender standing aside, and said loudly, "Two big bowls, ten catties of sorghum!"

Hearing what the big man said, Duan Yu couldn't help being startled.

Ten catties of sorghum, isn't this big man going to force him to death?
At this time, the bartender had already brought the wine to the table and poured two full bowls.

If it was normal, Duan Yu would never drink like this.

But yesterday he heard that Xiangxie suffered from indifference, and at this time, no matter what, he didn't want to be despised and ridiculed again.

Let alone a bowl of sorghum wine, or a bowl of poisonous wine, he must drink it all in one gulp!

Thinking of this, Duan Yu picked up the sea bowl, raised his head and took a sip, until there was not a single drop left!
The big man couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw this, he laughed and said, "Cheer up!"

While speaking, the big man also picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp!

"Good wine!"

"Come again!"

Dahan and Duan Yu drank bowl after bowl.

The big guy has an astonishing amount of alcohol, and he doesn't feel drunk at all, but Duan Yu is a bit out of order.

It's just that Duan Yu was very drunk at this time, as if he was about to collapse under the table.

But at this time, a surge of true energy surged in Yu's dantian.

Subconsciously, he followed the Six Meridians Excalibur Forehead Dharma to force the wine out from the circuit of true qi, and flowed out along his little finger!
The wine was forced out of the body, and after a while Yu's mind cleared up.

The big man couldn't help being a little surprised to see Duan Yu sober up so quickly.

At this time, Duan Yu had a unique method of "sobering up", Dang even raised the bowl again, and said: "A thousand cups of wine is too small for a bosom friend!"

The big man laughed when he heard the words, and said, "That's right, a thousand cups of wine is less than a bosom friend, and your drinking capacity is much better than that of my brother-in-law!"

While talking, the big man also raised the sea bowl, and the two drank it down again.

The two of you have a bowl and I have a bowl, but in a short time, you can drink thirty bowls of wine.

This kind of boldness of wine competition was unheard of by everyone, so they couldn't help being curious at this time, and they all came to watch.

Duan Yu glanced at the wine jar beside him, and said with a smile: "If I drink any more, my purse may not be enough."

The big man laughed, took out a piece of silver and put it on the table, and said, "I'll treat you to this meal, let's go!"

Seeing this, Duan Yu couldn't help feeling a little happy.

When he was in Dali, he was an expensive son, so it was difficult to make any sincere friends.

When listening to Xiangxiang Pavilion, I was often ridiculed by others, but now it is rare to meet such a bold man, so I want to make friends with him.

Thinking this way, he followed the big man downstairs, but unexpectedly the big man walked faster and faster, drifting away tens of feet in the blink of an eye.

Duan Yu didn't think too much, and immediately used Lingbo Weibu, and quickly chased after him, walking side by side with the big man.

The two refused to give in to each other, you chased each other, and they left the city in the blink of an eye.

Comparing this journey for thirty or forty miles, the lightness skills of the two are actually somewhat comparable.

This made the big man appreciate Duan Yu even more, he laughed and said: "Qiao Feng has heard of Mr. Murong's name for a long time, and seeing him today, he really deserves his reputation!"

It turned out that this big man was none other than Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Gang!

When Duan Yu heard Qiao Feng's words, he immediately explained: "My younger brother's surname is Duan Mingyu, brother, I have identified the wrong person."

Qiao Feng was a little surprised.

Earlier when he saw Duan Yu being unrestrained and unrestrained, he originally thought it was Murong Fu who was called Nan Murong by people in the Jianghu, but he didn't expect that he had admitted the wrong person!

After Duan Yu explained his origin and how he came to Jiangnan, Qiao Feng felt that Duan Yu was a straightforward person, and he wanted to become Jinlan brothers with Duan Yu.

Duan Yu naturally wished for this.

After they got married, Qiao Feng laughed and called Duan Yu "the third younger brother".

Duan Yu was a little curious when he heard the words, and asked: "Brother, you call me the third brother, so don't I have a second brother?"

Qiao Feng nodded and said, "At this time last year, I traveled to the Ming Dynasty. I once met a storyteller in Qixia Town. His surname is Lu Mingyan. He is as forthright and unrestrained as you."

"I became brothers with different surnames with him at that time. He is sixty-six in twenty, older than you, so he is your second brother."

Duan Yu smiled and said: "So that's it. I didn't expect you to go to the Ming Dynasty. If there is a chance, I will definitely go to the Ming Dynasty and get to know this second brother."

Qiao Feng sighed, and said, "Originally, I made an appointment with your second brother to meet again at the Ming Dynasty this year."

"It's just that I am entangled in the affairs of the gang, and I really can't leave."

"Speaking of your second brother, you may have never seen him, but you must have heard of "In the Snow", which is widely circulated in our Song Dynasty."

"This is your second brother's masterpiece!"

When Duan Yu heard this, his eyes could not help but light up.

He has lived in the royal family for a long time, and has always been very yearning for the affairs of the world.

I have also heard the story of "In the Snow", and I am very yearning for the wonderful and disputed rivers and lakes.

But I didn't expect that this was actually a story made by my second brother!

All of a sudden, he became even more curious about this second brother whom he had never met before.

……

After Lu Yan left Shaolin Temple, he first went back to Luoyang to have a look at Ma Mansion.

After confirming that Kang Min had not left Luoyang, he rushed all the way to Wuxi.

He didn't need to inquire, he just ran to the Xingzilin Beggar Gang's Dayi Sect.

In a few more days, it will be the time when the Xingzi Forest Conference will be held, and it would be considered appropriate for him to go to the Xingzi Forest to wait for the rabbit at this time.

Lu Yan rode his horse and turned through the apricot grove. He saw figures and heard the sound of fighting.

He walked a few steps forward, and saw a tall, thin, middle-aged man and three beautiful women.

The three women all looked about sixteen or seventeen years old.

A woman in a green shirt, with a gentle face, is a very typical Jiangnan water town woman.

A delicate and pretty girl with a petite figure, wearing a red dress, with a charming charm.

There is another person with a slender figure and long hair draped over his shoulders, like a fairy descending from the earth, pure and holy.

As for the appearance of the middle-aged man, let's not mention it for now.

This middle-aged man knocked down several Beggar Sect disciples to the ground earlier, and now he was triumphant, with a look of arrogance on his face.

"My son went to Luoyang to meet your clan leader, why are all the members of your beggar clan coming to Wuxi?"

"Isn't this a deliberate avoidance?"

"You are timid and afraid of getting into trouble, it doesn't matter, wouldn't it make me, brother Murong, too tired to take this trip for nothing?"

"It's unreasonable, it's really unreasonable!"

The three girls standing behind the middle-aged man all nodded slightly when they heard this, and felt that the beggar gang's actions were not very honest.

Facing the middle-aged man at this time, everyone in the beggar gang couldn't beat him, so they could only swallow their anger.

"No and no."

At this moment, Lu Yan walked out from the apricot grove.

He looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "Although Gusu Murong Fu is somewhat famous, it's still not enough for my elder brother to avoid seeing him."

When the middle-aged man heard Lu Yan say his catchphrase, and looked down on Murong Fu so much, he immediately asked angrily, "Who are you?"

Lu Yan smiled slightly, and said lightly: "I am a storyteller, surnamed Lu Mingyan."

The middle-aged man snorted coldly when he heard the words, and said: "It's different in making a bag, but I want to see if your kung fu with your hands is as good as your kung fu with your mouth!"

While speaking, Bao Budong rushed towards Lu Yan with his big knife.

He raised the big knife in his hand and slashed straight at Lu Yan's face!

He didn't use all his strength for this knife, if Lu Yan couldn't dodge it, his death would be for nothing!

Keng!
Bao BuTong hit Lu Yan with his knife, but it didn't seem to hit him.

Because his knife landed between the two fingers of Lu Yan's right hand!
Bao BuTong couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that Lu Yan had clamped his big knife with two fingers!
At this time, the fairy-like girl suddenly spoke, her voice soft and melodious.

"Brother Bao, what he uses is the One-Finger Zen Kung Fu of Shaolin Temple, but it's a bit different."

Bao BuTong wanted to draw the knife when he heard the words, but Lu Yan held the big knife between his arms and remained motionless.

He looked at the red-faced Bao BuTong with a smile, and asked, "Mr. Bao, do you think I'm good with my hands?"

Hearing Lu Yan's words, Bao Budong felt extremely aggrieved.

He immediately gave up the big knife in his hand and punched Lu Yan!

With a flick of Lu Yan's fingers, the big knife flew towards Bao Different, hitting Bao Different's chest with the handle of the knife.

Bao BuTong was hit in the chest by the handle of the knife, and immediately cried out in pain and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Lu Yan smiled and said: "This is the territory of the Beggar Gang, so it's not easy to see blood, otherwise, you will have to hang up today."

Seeing this, the three girls hurried forward to help Bao BuTong up, and at the same time thanked Lu Yan repeatedly.

They can all see that Lu Yan's strength is extremely good, even if he wants to kill Bao Budong, it will be a matter of time.

At this time, the only difference is the repelling package, which is already very merciful.

At this time, the fairy-like girl took a step forward, saluted gracefully, and said, "Little girl Wang Yuyan, I have met Mr. Lu."

After saluting, Wang Yuyan said again: "Mr. Lu said earlier that my cousin is worse than Chief Qiao, but I disagree."

"Everyone knows that South Murong and North Qiaofeng, since the two are compared, they are naturally equal."

"If there is really a winner, it should be Nan Murong, who is ranked first."

Bao BuTong, who was helped up from the ground by A'Zhu and A'Bi, nodded repeatedly and said, "Miss Wang is right!"

Lu Yan smiled and shook his head.

He knew that Wang Yuyan at this time was Murong Fu's little fan girl, and he couldn't listen to others saying anything bad about Murong Fu.

I don't want to waste my tongue arguing with Wang Yuyan.

Seeing Lu Yan shaking his head, Wang Yuyan asked, "Why is Mr. Lu shaking his head? Could it be that I'm wrong?"

When Lu Yan heard Wang Yuyan's questioning, he smiled lightly and said, "South Murong North North Qiaofeng, there is indeed such a saying."

"It's just that when people say Nan Murong, they don't just refer to your cousin Murong Fu, but to the Murong family."

"To be more precise, it would be your cousin's father, Murong Bo, and his grandparents."

"If you want to impose all the reputation of the Murong family's ancestors who have worked so hard in the Jianghu for generations on your cousin, aren't you afraid that someone will poke your cousin in the back and say that he deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors?"

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