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Chapter 225 [Three Bowls But Not a Post]
Chapter 225 [Three bowls but not the post]
Qingzhou.
Huanggang, Qingzhou is a dangerous jungle with high mountains and dense forests, where wolves, tigers and leopards come and go from time to time.
Outside of Huanggang, there is a restaurant with a cloth sail that reads "Three bowls don't pass the hill".
The implication is obvious and self-evident.
This canvas is taken from a certain chapter in the book "Water Margin".
It happened that this place was very similar to the description in the book, so someone imitated it and opened a tavern here.
It's just that, after many years, the tiger-fighting hero has not been seen, but many yamen servants have been lost.
Those so-called Wu Song-like heroes who don't believe in evil, if they don't believe in evil, they have to drink three bowls before going to Huanggang.
However, none of those who went came back.
Although this place is an official road, there are few traces of pedestrians.
During the war, this was a very important transportation channel for the imperial court, but now that the world has been peaceful for many years, this channel has been abandoned.
At this time, it is nearing the end of autumn, and all kinds of fallen leaves are piled up like mountains.
Looking at the dark and gloomy sky, it is estimated that there will be another downpour.
Among the broken branches and fallen leaves, many ant colonies are busy.
Unexpectedly, a violent vibration came, interrupting the sad and beautiful scenery under the boundless fallen trees in the forest for no reason.
The shaking was extremely strong, like a precursor to an earthquake.
The fallen leaves that shook the ground fluttered up and down again.
tread... tread...
The vibration became stronger and stronger.
The gravel on the ground was constantly beating slightly.
"Stop moving forward!"
A faint voice came from the black carriage in the middle.
The voice fell, and the horseshoe prohibited it.
The so-called prohibition is probably what it means.
The surroundings returned to silence, as if they had returned to their original state in an instant.
Only the crimson fallen leaves that were still slowly falling in mid-air remained.
Gravel no longer jumps.
Under the shock, the ant colony cut off the road for a while because they lost their smell, and they were in a mess.
It's neat and tidy!
There was a mass of people in the dark, crimson fallen leaves under their feet, and the black and gorgeous sky above their heads, which made the originally quiet and serene jungle feel a little more chilling.
It's hard to imagine that a group of heavily armored cavalry troops who were running at full speed could stop their horseshoes in an instant under such a weak order, and the defensive formation was not at all disordered.
Neat, quiet, and solemn, as if they were standing there originally.
The curtain of the black carriage was slowly opened by a dark arm that looked thin and haggard.
The man looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and a faint voice came out:
"Set up camp on the spot and set off tomorrow."
"Yes!"
At this moment, if someone with insight sees this scene, he will definitely be able to instantly awaken the fear in his heart.
This store waiter is a very insightful person.
Otherwise, it would not imitate the book "Water Margin" and open a restaurant here.
He instantly recognized the identities of these people.
For a while, his feet trembled, his teeth shook up and down, and his throat felt dry.
He wanted to go forward and say something to entertain him, but he found that his feet had already lost their control.
Frightened.
The people on this trip were none other than Chen Pingping who had rushed back to Kyoto.
The King of Darkness whose name alone is enough to make the world tremble.
Chen Pingping, this is a very delicate and feminine name.
But it is the executioner who makes all nights fear, the king of darkness who kills like hemp.
This name has been poured out with thousands of blood over the years.
A figure in a black robe pushed Chen Pingping in a wheelchair to the front of the restaurant.
"Xiao Er, warm a pot of good wine and prepare a room for the upper class."
The trembling king of darkness has such a gentle and friendly voice.
Like an ordinary old man, an old man on the street.
However, the waiter in the shop did not dare to neglect in the slightest, and immediately started to get busy after answering.
Chen Pingping glanced at the cloth fan that said "Three bowls are not enough to pass the post", but she didn't know what to think of, she smiled lightly, and said:
"I didn't expect that in this mountain and wild, there are people who know about Water Margin."
Shadow saw the wheelchair pushed into the house. At this time, there was no one else in the restaurant, but it seemed quiet.
Even if someone saw those murderous black knights, they would have already retreated.
Where the black horse passed by, passers-by stayed away, for fear of getting into trouble.
"His books, every one of them, are well-known in the world, and everyone knows him, but he is very talented."
Chen Pingping took a sip of the wine served by the waiter in the shop, and said with emotion.
Later, he also gave Yinzi a bowl.
In front of this king of darkness, the shadow has never been a shadow. Compared with the shadow in the eyes of others, it is two different people.
Picking up the bowl of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and said:
"It's a pity that he is getting deeper and deeper in the vortex of the capital, and I'm afraid he won't have time to update the chapter."
Hearing this, Chen Pingping smiled lightly and said, "His life was not spent writing books, and it would be good to practice him in the capital."
Shadow's voice couldn't hear joy, nor could he hear a man or a woman, but he said calmly:
"In my opinion, it is he who is training others."
Hearing this, Chen Pingping smiled.
Ying Ying's words were extremely incisive, expressing the aspirations of many young children in the capital.
"The Kyoto whirlpool, although complicated, is not the best experience for him."
Hei Ying just stood quietly behind him. The words seemed a little complicated, and he couldn't quite understand them.
Isn't the water in Kyoto deep enough?
Then what kind of water is needed to sharpen this lustful devil?
Water for women?
Shadow thought, a rare and evil one, secretly thinking about it, but never said it out.
He felt that since Chen Pingping recommended the book "The Golden Vase" to him, he had also become a little impure.
"Shadow, you are the most powerful assassin in the Inspection Institute, and you have broken through to the ninth rank for a few years. If you are against Fan Zui, how sure are you?"
The Dark Lord suddenly asked.
Under the black robe, Shadow's eyeballs rolled a few times, recalling all the information he had read about Fan Zui.
After hesitating for a long time, under the mask, with a serious face, he said:
"Ninth rank in the world, no one is his opponent. If the master does not come out, he will be invincible in the world."
Shadow has always been proud of himself, Chen Pingping knows this very well.
However, now that he made such an evaluation of Fan Zui, it can be seen that there are advantages and disadvantages in it.
Hearing this, Chen Pingping nodded.
In fact, he already had the answer in his heart.
Asking now, just want a more definite answer.
After the assassination on Niulan Street, the news that Fan Zui Tianxia is invincible will soon spread throughout the world.
Many people with ulterior motives blindly boosted Fan Zui's ranking, calling him invincible under the Grand Master.
Quite a bit of flattery.
After all, all warriors in the world will come to challenge anyone who refuses to accept.
"How is the arrangement for the traitor?"
"There is news from Kyoto that everything is in your plan and there is nothing wrong with it."
"Where is that oiran from Zuixianju now?"
"She left Kyoto, circled around the city, and then turned back to Kyoto."
"Don't startle her."
"Yes!"
The sky began to rain.
tick tock...tick tock...
Shadow drank three bowls of strong wine, then went out in the rain, heading towards Huanggang.
(End of this chapter)
Qingzhou.
Huanggang, Qingzhou is a dangerous jungle with high mountains and dense forests, where wolves, tigers and leopards come and go from time to time.
Outside of Huanggang, there is a restaurant with a cloth sail that reads "Three bowls don't pass the hill".
The implication is obvious and self-evident.
This canvas is taken from a certain chapter in the book "Water Margin".
It happened that this place was very similar to the description in the book, so someone imitated it and opened a tavern here.
It's just that, after many years, the tiger-fighting hero has not been seen, but many yamen servants have been lost.
Those so-called Wu Song-like heroes who don't believe in evil, if they don't believe in evil, they have to drink three bowls before going to Huanggang.
However, none of those who went came back.
Although this place is an official road, there are few traces of pedestrians.
During the war, this was a very important transportation channel for the imperial court, but now that the world has been peaceful for many years, this channel has been abandoned.
At this time, it is nearing the end of autumn, and all kinds of fallen leaves are piled up like mountains.
Looking at the dark and gloomy sky, it is estimated that there will be another downpour.
Among the broken branches and fallen leaves, many ant colonies are busy.
Unexpectedly, a violent vibration came, interrupting the sad and beautiful scenery under the boundless fallen trees in the forest for no reason.
The shaking was extremely strong, like a precursor to an earthquake.
The fallen leaves that shook the ground fluttered up and down again.
tread... tread...
The vibration became stronger and stronger.
The gravel on the ground was constantly beating slightly.
"Stop moving forward!"
A faint voice came from the black carriage in the middle.
The voice fell, and the horseshoe prohibited it.
The so-called prohibition is probably what it means.
The surroundings returned to silence, as if they had returned to their original state in an instant.
Only the crimson fallen leaves that were still slowly falling in mid-air remained.
Gravel no longer jumps.
Under the shock, the ant colony cut off the road for a while because they lost their smell, and they were in a mess.
It's neat and tidy!
There was a mass of people in the dark, crimson fallen leaves under their feet, and the black and gorgeous sky above their heads, which made the originally quiet and serene jungle feel a little more chilling.
It's hard to imagine that a group of heavily armored cavalry troops who were running at full speed could stop their horseshoes in an instant under such a weak order, and the defensive formation was not at all disordered.
Neat, quiet, and solemn, as if they were standing there originally.
The curtain of the black carriage was slowly opened by a dark arm that looked thin and haggard.
The man looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and a faint voice came out:
"Set up camp on the spot and set off tomorrow."
"Yes!"
At this moment, if someone with insight sees this scene, he will definitely be able to instantly awaken the fear in his heart.
This store waiter is a very insightful person.
Otherwise, it would not imitate the book "Water Margin" and open a restaurant here.
He instantly recognized the identities of these people.
For a while, his feet trembled, his teeth shook up and down, and his throat felt dry.
He wanted to go forward and say something to entertain him, but he found that his feet had already lost their control.
Frightened.
The people on this trip were none other than Chen Pingping who had rushed back to Kyoto.
The King of Darkness whose name alone is enough to make the world tremble.
Chen Pingping, this is a very delicate and feminine name.
But it is the executioner who makes all nights fear, the king of darkness who kills like hemp.
This name has been poured out with thousands of blood over the years.
A figure in a black robe pushed Chen Pingping in a wheelchair to the front of the restaurant.
"Xiao Er, warm a pot of good wine and prepare a room for the upper class."
The trembling king of darkness has such a gentle and friendly voice.
Like an ordinary old man, an old man on the street.
However, the waiter in the shop did not dare to neglect in the slightest, and immediately started to get busy after answering.
Chen Pingping glanced at the cloth fan that said "Three bowls are not enough to pass the post", but she didn't know what to think of, she smiled lightly, and said:
"I didn't expect that in this mountain and wild, there are people who know about Water Margin."
Shadow saw the wheelchair pushed into the house. At this time, there was no one else in the restaurant, but it seemed quiet.
Even if someone saw those murderous black knights, they would have already retreated.
Where the black horse passed by, passers-by stayed away, for fear of getting into trouble.
"His books, every one of them, are well-known in the world, and everyone knows him, but he is very talented."
Chen Pingping took a sip of the wine served by the waiter in the shop, and said with emotion.
Later, he also gave Yinzi a bowl.
In front of this king of darkness, the shadow has never been a shadow. Compared with the shadow in the eyes of others, it is two different people.
Picking up the bowl of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and said:
"It's a pity that he is getting deeper and deeper in the vortex of the capital, and I'm afraid he won't have time to update the chapter."
Hearing this, Chen Pingping smiled lightly and said, "His life was not spent writing books, and it would be good to practice him in the capital."
Shadow's voice couldn't hear joy, nor could he hear a man or a woman, but he said calmly:
"In my opinion, it is he who is training others."
Hearing this, Chen Pingping smiled.
Ying Ying's words were extremely incisive, expressing the aspirations of many young children in the capital.
"The Kyoto whirlpool, although complicated, is not the best experience for him."
Hei Ying just stood quietly behind him. The words seemed a little complicated, and he couldn't quite understand them.
Isn't the water in Kyoto deep enough?
Then what kind of water is needed to sharpen this lustful devil?
Water for women?
Shadow thought, a rare and evil one, secretly thinking about it, but never said it out.
He felt that since Chen Pingping recommended the book "The Golden Vase" to him, he had also become a little impure.
"Shadow, you are the most powerful assassin in the Inspection Institute, and you have broken through to the ninth rank for a few years. If you are against Fan Zui, how sure are you?"
The Dark Lord suddenly asked.
Under the black robe, Shadow's eyeballs rolled a few times, recalling all the information he had read about Fan Zui.
After hesitating for a long time, under the mask, with a serious face, he said:
"Ninth rank in the world, no one is his opponent. If the master does not come out, he will be invincible in the world."
Shadow has always been proud of himself, Chen Pingping knows this very well.
However, now that he made such an evaluation of Fan Zui, it can be seen that there are advantages and disadvantages in it.
Hearing this, Chen Pingping nodded.
In fact, he already had the answer in his heart.
Asking now, just want a more definite answer.
After the assassination on Niulan Street, the news that Fan Zui Tianxia is invincible will soon spread throughout the world.
Many people with ulterior motives blindly boosted Fan Zui's ranking, calling him invincible under the Grand Master.
Quite a bit of flattery.
After all, all warriors in the world will come to challenge anyone who refuses to accept.
"How is the arrangement for the traitor?"
"There is news from Kyoto that everything is in your plan and there is nothing wrong with it."
"Where is that oiran from Zuixianju now?"
"She left Kyoto, circled around the city, and then turned back to Kyoto."
"Don't startle her."
"Yes!"
The sky began to rain.
tick tock...tick tock...
Shadow drank three bowls of strong wine, then went out in the rain, heading towards Huanggang.
(End of this chapter)
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