Ordinary Cultivation of Immortals in Shushan

Chapter 2 Qilu Sanying
The shopkeeper was taken aback, came back to his senses in an instant, wiped off his sweat quickly, and said: "Mr. Meng, I'm sorry, that bastard is clumsy, I'll go to urge the dishes."

He picked up the teapot, cast a grateful look, and went to the back kitchen. The man snorted and looked aside viciously while holding the knife.

Meng Qiu put the book away, turned around, and looked at him calmly, without any fear.

The man's face darkened, he hesitated for a moment, let go of the handle of the knife, and said: "Forget it, the master hasn't had enough to eat yet, so I'll keep you for a while."

He gulped down another bowl of wine, gave Meng Qiu a sideways look, and sneered again and again.

Meng Qiu secretly sweated, knowing that the other party held a grudge against him, and would only get involved in a fight if he stayed.But if they leave, they will definitely show their cowardice, maybe they will fight immediately.

Just as he was undecided, the curtain was lifted, and the shopkeeper came in with a tray.

Meng Qiu was taken aback for a moment, and pointed his eyes at the other party, why didn't he run away?
The shopkeeper put down the steaming teapot and a dish, turned sideways and mouthed: "Go!"

Turning around again, he said loudly: "My guest officer, the cook has just cut the vegetables and they are still in the pot. Please take care of me!"

"Hehe, it's quite a fake!" The man sneered and said, "The food can't be cooked well, so what's the use of leaving you." He jumped up suddenly, drew out the long knife, and was about to kill him with a flash of cold light.

Meng Qiu had already held onto the bench with one hand, and was about to fight desperately, when suddenly footsteps came from the door, and he asked, "Where is the prostitute?"

But seeing two people rushing in at the door, they were arrested by the town. Seeing the man, he drew out his knife and shouted: "What a prostitute, dare to commit crimes under the noses of grandpas, kneel obediently and beg for mercy, lest the sword be blind."

The man stopped and turned around, glanced at the shop clerk hiding behind the two, and said contemptuously, "Just brought these two trash over here to die?"

After saying that, he jumped forward, waved his hand suddenly, and saw a flash of white light, so fast that people couldn't see clearly.

The two arresters didn't move at all, a thin red line appeared on the neck, and they puffed twice, spurting blood.

Meng Qiu, who came here in peaceful times, at most had only seen pig slaughtering when he was a child. When he saw such a brutal scene, he was suddenly frightened, his head went blank, and the expression on his face didn't have time to change.

After the man committed the crime, he glanced back and saw that he was still calm. His heart trembled, he was secretly on guard, not daring to be impulsive. He just grinned at the man paralyzed outside the gate and said, "Dare to come back? I can't get around you."

He held the knife and moved forward, the shopkeeper yelled, knelt on the ground, took two steps on his knees, and shouted: "Hero, spare my life!"

"Forgive me? What kind of life will you spare? You will never be separated from father and son." Seeing that Meng Qiu did not move, the man was a little relieved, raised his knife and took another step outside.

The shopkeeper panicked, jumped forward, hugged the murderer's calf, and shouted: "Chao'er, run!" in a shrill voice.

After all, that guy was young and timid, he was soft on the ground, he didn't know how to escape, it was even more desperate.

The murderer moved forward again, his legs were hugged, he only dragged half a step, a little annoyed, he turned around and said: "There is still strength! Since we are father and son, it is the same to send you back to the West first." He swung his knife and was about to chop off.

At this moment, a black shadow hit the head.He snorted coldly, and said to himself: "Finally I couldn't help but make a move, I was just about to see what skills you have."

There was only a "bang", followed by another scream of "ah", the murderer dropped the long knife, covered his face with his hands, let out another howl, and bent down.

It was Meng Qiu who threw the boiling water, including the pot, out.The murderer was unprepared, smashed the kettle with a horizontal knife, and splashed boiling water on his face.

The shopkeeper's hands were also covered with red blisters, and he still hugged the opponent's legs tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Chaoer, run!"

"Bang!" Meng Qiu rushed two steps forward, exerted enough strength, swung the bench under the seat, and smashed it hard on the murderer's head.The man snorted and was speechless.

"Bang" again, and the third time, the murderer's legs softened, and he knelt on the ground, bleeding from his eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and seven orifices, and he threw himself forward.

The shopkeeper shrank back in fright, then came back to his senses, took a step forward, sniffed with his hands, and found that the other party was not breathing, so he was relieved, remembered the pain, sat up with his hands in his hands, exhaled, and cursed:
"Little bastard, why are you howling, come quickly and give me a hand."

The buddy was paralyzed on the ground, and it took him a long time to come in timidly and help his father up.

The shopkeeper saluted the expressionless Meng Qiu again, and said, "Thanks to Mr. Meng today, otherwise my father and son would have lost their lives."

Meng Qiu said "Mmm", but still didn't speak, but there was a huge wave in his heart.After all, it is unimaginable to obey the law since childhood and kill such a big thing.

"Master? What's going on!" The short and fat chef opened the curtain and rushed out from behind, holding a kitchen knife in his hand. Seeing the scene on the ground, he also panicked.

The shopkeeper was about to speak when another figure appeared at the door. It was a tall man, wearing a bunt and a simple knife hanging from his waist. He was about forty years old.

Meng Qiu came to his senses, his heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "It's broken, could it be this murderous man's accomplice?"

Fortunately, the man didn't do anything, he just asked coldly: "Who killed this man?" He looked straight at him.

Meng Qiu was still holding one end of the bench in his hand, he couldn't help but put it down on the ground, sat down, and said, "It's me!"

The shopkeeper moved his lips and put his arms around the buddy, not daring to speak.The chef was also a little overwhelmed.

"So resourceful! So courageous!" The man pulled a smile on his face, and said, "Although Zhang Liang's martial arts is mediocre, there are usually five or six strong men, and he is no match for him.

You are a scholar, you have no kung fu, you are brave and wise when you kill him unexpectedly. "

"It's just a sneak attack by splashing boiling water, isn't it the same as throwing lime and stabbing a knife in the rivers and lakes, is it worthy of such praise?" Meng Qiu secretly thought, and felt that Zhang Liang's name seemed familiar.

But he quickly came back to his senses, now is not the time to think about this, seeing that the other party seemed harmless, he said:

"Brother, it's absurd, you can't get on the stage with indiscriminate methods. After all, you are a scholar with nothing to use. When encountering such things, you don't even have the ability to protect yourself."

The man took two steps forward, kicked Zhang Liang's corpse, then unblocked the woman's acupoints, told her to take her to the second floor to rest, then sat opposite Meng Qiu, and said:
"After all, he was the one who fell on the ground, and you are safe and sound. To attack the strong with the weak, you will use all your means, and there is nothing to blame."

Meng Qiu went on guard again, cupped his hands and said, "May I ask your Excellency Gao's name?"

"My subordinate Yang Da, thanks to the love of the people in the Jianghu, gave my three brothers a nickname, 'Qilu Sanying', and I ranked second."

The man bowed back and answered loudly.The shopkeeper's expression was shocked, as if he had heard the name before.

"Qilu Sanying?" Meng Qiu was taken aback, and asked hesitantly, "The two sworn brothers of the hero, are they called Li Ning and Zhou Lang?"

"Yeah." The man wasn't surprised, and said, "Why, brother, I've heard the names of my three brothers?"

"It's like thunder." Meng Qiu still didn't understand why he had penetrated into the world of Shushan Swordsman. He was delighted and helpless, thinking:

"I just wrote a street novel about Shushan. As for sending me here?"

(End of this chapter)