Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

"Hey, congratulations to the host, the strengthening is successful, a small success in opening the gate of heaven with one sword, deducting millions of strengthening points."

"Hey, congratulations to the host, the strengthening is successful, one sword opens the gate of heaven, and one million strengthening points will be deducted."

"Hey, congratulations to the host, the strengthening is successful, and the sword opens the heavens, and 200 million strengthening points will be deducted."

In just a moment, most of Su Xuan's accumulated martial arts points were consumed, and there was not much left.

The setting sun slanted to the west, and the golden light slowly receded from the ground. On the martial arts stage, the figure who kept chopping the sword stopped, his eyes were closed, and he carefully felt the sword opening the gate of perfection.

This is the result of the one-armed old man's kendo. The peerless sword move that he comprehended can open the gate of heaven and kill the gods in the sky.

It is extremely powerful, and it is the most powerful swordsmanship in the world. It must be mastered, and it is worthwhile to spend more martial arts points for it.

After a few breaths, he opened his eyes, and two cold sword lights appeared in his eyes. In an instant, the originally golden sky above his head resounded with muffled thunder.

There was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, dark clouds gathered from all directions, the mountains and fields rustled, and the waves on the Xiliang River in the distance were surging.

Tongfu Inn

The few people who were busy listening to the deafening sound of thunder outside couldn't help but wondered: "The sky was clear just now, why did it suddenly start to thunder?"

"do not know."

Faced with Tong Xiangyu's doubts, Lao Bai put down the food and drink in his hand, walked to the door of the inn and took a look at the sky, saying: "Look at this, it's probably going to rain soon."

The diners in the store also heard the thunder, so they hurriedly finished the food on the table and went back to their respective houses.

In just half an hour, the inn was cleared up, with no diners left, Lao Bai and Guo Furong began to clean up the tables, chairs, benches and leftovers.

The rain came quickly, and the heavy rain seemed to be pouring, hitting the tile roof with a bang bang bang.

It was hazy outside, and it was hard to see how far away, the sky was gray, wild, thunderous, and the lantern in front of the door was swaying in the wind.

The rain was torrential, and soon accumulated deep rainwater, which flowed on the street like a stream.

The candlelight flickered, and figures were reflected in the inn.

"Xiao Bei, don't write, it's time to eat."

The shopkeeper shouted in the lobby.

"The sweet and sour carp is here."

Lao Bai came out of the kitchen holding a plate and yelling.

"Braised ribs."

Big Mouth followed.

"Stewed pork trotters."

"Stir-fried kidney."

"It's better to come early than to come by coincidence."

Lao Xing ran into the inn against the rain, looking at the table full of food, his saliva was about to flow out.

"Is this a coincidence for you?"

Guo Furong said: "Come here every day when you have a meal."

"You think I do."

Lao Xing sat down unceremoniously, picked up a piece of pork ribs with his chopsticks, tasted it first, and said, "Dazui's craftsmanship is getting better and better."

"Hey, Lao Xing, you think so too."

Dazui was delighted to hear this, and hastily ordered some more dishes for Lao Xing.

"Recently, the yamen has started to default on their salaries again."

While eating, Lao Xing complained: "The winter supplements have not been distributed, which makes me almost unable to afford food."

"I want ribs."

When they sat down, Mo Xiaobei took the lead and put two pieces of pork ribs into the bowl. Lao Bai and Guo Furong, not to be outdone, followed suit.

A plate of pork ribs quickly bottomed out, and Lao Xing picked up the plate and poured even some scum into the bowl.

"Old Xing, you eat slowly, why are you reincarnated like a starving ghost?"

Lao Bai is dissatisfied.

"I patrol the streets every day, so what if I don't have enough to eat?"

Lao Xing shook his head: "This headhunter will soon be exhausted."

"Is it so painful?"

Dazui was puzzled: "I remember when I was a headhunter, it seemed that I was never short of money."

"what"

Everyone despised and booed.

Lao Bai sneered: "How else did you get the title of the top four evil arresters in the pass?"

"Dazui, you can say I'm poor, but you can't insult my professional ethics and morality of Xing Yusen."

Lao Xing patted the table, his eyes wide open: "Since I took office, I have never asked for any money from all the merchants in this town."

"Pull you down."

Dazui's face turned red: "Is the money you collected still low?"

"They gave it to me on their own initiative."

Lao Xing defended: "People have to give it away, and I can't refuse it."

"cut"

Guo Furong raised her middle fingers with both hands.

"Stop talking."

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "I don't count as asking for a drop if I give it away."

"It's still Xiangyu, you understand me."

Lao Xing seemed to have found his bosom friend, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and stretched out his hands towards Tong Xiangyu's.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Lao Bai opened Lao Xing's hand with a slap, stared at the big copper bell eyes and said: "Speak as you speak, why are you getting used to it?"

"Accidental accident."

Lao Xing laughed.

The next morning, the rain was a little lighter, but it was still falling. Su Xuan walked into the inn with his hands behind his back.

Just sat behind the counter after eating the pot of beef noodles.

Lao Bai and Guo Furong were in the lobby, talking vividly to everyone about the Battle of Emperor Wu City.

The duel between the invincible old sword god and the second in the world before Jiazi, although there was no winner in the end.

But it also makes people all over the world fascinated by it.

"It's too late, but it's soon."

Guo Furong made gestures with both hands, jumped back, picked up the broom next to the stairs in her hand, used it as a sword, and said: "The old sword god rose into the sky, stabbed straight with his sword, and in an instant, the Tianhe reversed, and the sun and the moon disappeared." The light, the clouds and mist are torn apart, and the ten thousand zhang sword light spans the sky, covering the entire East China Sea."

As he spoke, the broom danced, kicking up a burst of dust, killing Lao Bai, and several shopkeepers coughing non-stop.

"Enough, enough."

The shopkeeper said disgustedly: "There is dust everywhere in the Nongdi Inn, hurry up and wipe the tables, chairs and benches again."

"Tong Xiangyu, can you stop being so heartless."

Guo Furong was dissatisfied: "You are the one who wants to hear, and you are the one who asked me to clean the table now."

"no way."

The shopkeeper smiled openly: "Whoever makes the forehead belongs to the shopkeeper, you are a buddy."

"Hmph, just wipe it off."

Guo Furong stomped her feet and angrily took the rag to wipe the table.

"Xiao Su, who do you think won this battle?"

The shopkeeper asked Su Xuan behind the counter.

"Old Monster Wang should have won."

Su Xuan shook his head: "My master is withered, his energy and blood are declining, I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat Old Monster Wang.

If he was allowed to return to his 20 years, he might have a [-]% chance of winning this battle. "

"But that's okay."

He chuckled: "In the future, I will go to Emperor Wudi City in the East China Sea, where I will be number one in the world."

"I am waiting."

Lao Bai smiled and said: "If others say this, I think it's a dream and a fantasy, but if it's you, Xiao Su, I believe it."

"I also believe it."

Tong Xiangyu waved her small fist.

The life in the town is still the same as usual, extremely peaceful, Su Xuan doesn't seem to have any plans to retreat, Zhu Yuyan is practicing in Cuiwei Mountain, and Xuanhu runs to Cuiwei Mountain whenever he has something to do.

He is clean, he comes to the inn every morning, and he does the work, accounting, cooking, and then returns to the house at night...

In a blink of an eye, more than three months have passed, and it is May, the weather is warm and the sun is high.

There was an endless stream of vendors coming and going, and the business of the inn was booming day by day, especially after Su Xuan took charge of the chef, I don't know how many high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen came all the way from far away, just to have a meal at Tongfu Inn.

It was another day, the night was over, and when the diners in the inn had finished, Tong Xiangyu took out the money jar and counted the money happily at the long table.

"Make a lot of money, make a lot of money."

The shopkeeper's smile became brighter and brighter.

"Xiao Su, come here and settle the accounts."

she shouted.

"I'm coming."

Su Xuan came out of the kitchen, took off his apron, wiped his hands, and took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

When the account was finished, the corner of the shopkeeper's mouth almost reached his nose.

Guo Furong and Lao Bai stared straight at the side, rubbed their hands, and eagerly said: "Shopkeeper, it's only been a few months, and we are so tired, shouldn't we raise our wages?"

"Wages can't go up."

Tong Xiangyu shook his head.

"Not like you."

Guo Furong sat down on her buttocks: "Today I get a raise, so I won't work."

"Me too."

Lao Bai also put his hands on his chest.

"I haven't finished talking yet."

Tong Xiangyu pursed her lips and said with a smile: "In view of everyone's hard work in the past few months, each person will be given a subsidy of one tael of silver."

"Yeah yeah."

Guo Furong danced and danced: "Shopkeeper, you are really the best shopkeeper in the world."

But Guo Furong soon became unhappy, because Tong Xiangyu just waved it in front of her when distributing the money, and immediately took it back.

Guo Furong: "The world is beautiful, but this beauty has nothing to do with me."

"Eat, eat, eat."

The shopkeeper, Xiaobei, Dazui, and Laobai are all flattered, only Guo Furong has a dark face from head to toe.

After dinner and two cups of Zhuyeqing, Su Xuan sat on the chair by the door, closed his eyes, and seemed to be taking a nap.

"Xiao Su fell asleep."