The myth of martial arts begins with the young master of the Demon Sect

Chapter 27 The Town of Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger

After getting the news from Situ Bukong, Lian Chengyu calmed down a little, bought a horse, drank a pot of wine, and rode the horse.

He leaned on the horse's back, the spring breeze was blowing on his face, the Wuyou knife was hanging on the saddle, he felt very happy and comfortable.

A beautiful woman with wine and wine, singing with a sword, this is the world.It's a pity that now he can only ride alone, without even a companion.

After two consecutive days of driving, Lian Chengyu finally arrived at a market town.Before entering the market town, I saw a stone tablet standing in front of the market town, engraved with the words "Ping An Town".

"Ping An Town, Ping An Town."

Lian Chengyu bowed his head and said a few words: "I'm afraid it will not be safe in the future."

Going straight to the only inn in the town, handing the horse to the waiter for prelude to feed, Lian Chengyu stepped into the restaurant.

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Ping'an Town was not very big in the first place, with hundreds of people scattered here and there.

Once there is any trouble, the whole town knows it clearly.

The Ping An Inn is the only inn in the town, and apart from a few scattered salt merchants, there are very few other guests on weekdays.

Therefore, the guest who stayed in the inn two days ago attracted a lot of attention.This guest came riding a horse, wearing a long gown in Tsing Yi, with an unrestrained and unrestrained attitude, a romantic style, and a very Jianghu flavor.He didn't bring anything to salute, only a long black box with him.The long box is carried with you, and no one has ever seen what is in the box.

This guest booked the Eight Immortals table by the window on the second floor, and most of the time he ordered a jug of wine, poured it for himself, and stared out of the window, looking at it for a whole day.This guest spent a lot of money and tipped a lot of money. No wonder the boss and the shop waiter burst into smiles when they saw him.

weirdo.

strange behavior.

It's no wonder that the people in the town are full of curiosity and talk about him.

Sometimes the shop waiter couldn't help being curious, and secretly looked out the window after he left.

Half of the street in this small town has a panoramic view. There are drivers pushing small carts, porters carrying loads, hawkers selling things, and fortune tellers dozing off... There is really no special scenery, and there is nothing to mention.

this day.

The guest in Tsing Yi was looking out of the window again.

He was holding a jug in his hand, only half of his face could be seen in profile.

The long black box is leaning against the wall next to it, simple, thick, and full of mystery.

On this day, Xiaoer took advantage of the opportunity to bring tea to the second floor. She couldn't hide her curiosity, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lian, I see that you are looking out of the window every day, but there is really nothing to see outside the window. How about Let the little one go to the 'Yiqingyuan' and invite two girls who sing ditties to make sure the dishes are beautiful and smooth, and it doesn't cost much."

"Little brother, you are wrong." Lian Chengyu poured a sip of wine into his mouth and said with a smile: "The scene outside is very exciting and interesting."

"What's so exciting about this..." Xiaoer couldn't help but look around again, the scene outside was still not much different from usual.

"In the marketplace, crouching tiger hides the dragon." Lian Chengyu shook his head and sighed: "The small hermit hides in the wild, and the big hermit hides in the city. This old saying really makes sense."

Xiao Er laughed and said, "The more Mr. Lian talks, the more confused the villain becomes."

The guest's surname is Lian, and his temperament is somewhat elegant and romantic, so Xiaoer is called "Mr. Lian".

Lian Chengyu was a little interested, pointing to a rather obese trader with a smile on his face and said: "Look at this man, his palms are thick and his joints are like fine iron. But this man has no calluses in his palms and his skin is fair. I Looking at this guy's hands, it is obvious that he has practiced extremely terrifying martial arts, most likely some kind of claw or boxing technique, and he has cultivated to a very high level."

He pointed to the fortune teller who was dozing under the willow tree: "Besides, this old man, the cloth move next to him that says 'Commoner God's Fortune' was knocked down by a child earlier, and the sound was very deep. I guess the bamboo pole of this cloth move is hidden. Weapons are very heavy, but this old man can handle them lightly."

Then he said to the commoner woman selling tofu: "This tofu Xishi's appearance can only be regarded as ordinary, but those eyes are shining with autumn water, which is really touching. The eyes of ordinary women have long been worn out by time." Lost passion, numb and indifferent, it is difficult to have such a pair of eyes. And look at her hands, beautiful, slender, and powerful. Generally speaking, most women who walk in the rivers and lakes are good at swordsmanship, palm technique, and light work. These three She shouldn't be too bad."

Immediately afterwards, Lian Chengyu pointed at several people in succession, but his comments were much shorter, and his comments were far inferior to the previous three.

"Tell me, is it interesting that so many martial arts masters pretend to be ordinary people?" After talking a lot in one breath, Lian Chengyu raised the jug and took two sips: "I just observed this for several days. Those who came out, maybe there are other martial arts masters, and it's not certain."

The shop waiter was dumbfounded, and it took a long while before he closed his jaw.

Looking at Lian Chengyu who was full of interest, he couldn't help but backed away, and said with a smile: "So there is still such a way, Mr. Na Lian, take a look carefully, the villain has other guests to serve, Go down first."

"Wait." Lian Chengyu said suddenly.

"What else can Mr. Lian order?"

Lian Chengyu smiled and said, "Actually, there is another martial arts expert I haven't introduced."

"Anyone else? Who?" Xiaoer asked.

Lian Chengyu looked at the shop waiter with leisurely eyes: "That expert is you, little brother."

Xiao Er's smile was stiff: "Mr. Lian, Mr. Lian is joking again."

"We're serious."

Yu Liancheng flicked his fingers suddenly.

Ding!
This finger flicked and hit the wine glass.

The wine glass burst through the air like a shooting star, and then exploded into dozens of tiny pieces in mid-air, instantly covering Xiao Er's whole body.

The waiter's complexion changed drastically, and he felt cold all over his body, as if he was about to be pierced through a dozen transparent holes in the next moment.

This Mr. Lian was more terrifying than he imagined.

But how could he stand still?
At this critical moment of life and death, the waiter didn't care about hiding his strength.

With a flick of the sleeve, a bright silver light flew out from the cuff, facing the dozens of tiny pieces.

The sound of "ding ding ding" kept ringing, and every fragment seemed to contain a terrifying force, which made his mouth go numb from the shock.

After knocking down all the dozen or so fragments, the waiter's arms trembled, and he could hardly hold the dagger steadily.

He was out of breath, and his face was extremely pale, as if he had just walked through the gate of hell, and almost half of his true energy was consumed.

Suddenly, he thought of Lian Chengyu, and suddenly raised his head, but the blue figure disappeared.
However, the waiter did not have any sense of security. Instead, his sense of fear became stronger, the more ignorant and fearful he became.

"Where is he?" Just as this thought came up, a hand patted his shoulder: "I knew it, you are a good one!?"

The waiter gritted his teeth sharply, and slashed the dagger behind him, and was pinched by two fingers, and a smiling face appeared in front of him: "You are from the Nine Lotus Society, go and call your masters over, saying that I have something to discuss with you." .”

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