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

"Then did you deliberately pretend that you don't know martial arts before, causing me to suffer so much?"

"Young master, this is the order of the prince. I can't make a move until the situation of life and death."

"Okay, you old man Xu, let's see if I go back and deal with you ruthlessly."

Under the vast expanse of snow, the voices of fighting, laughing and cursing vaguely echoed for a long time.

So far

The Heyang royal family's plan to besiege and kill the Xiliang prince is temporarily over, but this is only the beginning.

When the young man returned to Xiliang, a new round of storms was bound to break out in this arena.

Rivers and lakes, temples, as Nian Yixin said, there is no difference between rivers and lakes and temples in this world.

The world is the rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes are the world.

of course

All of this has nothing to do with Su Xuan for the time being. The affairs of Anbei County City have six doors to end, so he ignored it and went straight south.

Along the way when he came, he stopped and stopped until half a month later, he arrived at Guangyang Mansion leisurely.

Then turn to Qixia Town, passing through Zuojiazhuang and Shibalipu.

this day

The snow in Qixia Town is much smaller than in the past. A steed horse leisurely stepped on the path into the town. On the horseback, riding a young man, wearing a bamboo hat 760, covering half of his face, wearing a coir raincoat, and carrying a mouthful of green bamboo on his back. sword.

On the Xiliang River in the distance, sparse figures of people in twos and threes came and went, and the shouting and selling from the market could be heard from a long distance away.

The night is thick, the lights of thousands of houses are brightly lit, the smoke is lingering, and the green bricks and green tiles are all glowing with fireworks.

The horse's hooves stepped on the bluestone streets, making a dull sound, and the lights in front of Shangru Inn were on.

When he got closer, he found that the door was also open, so Su Xuan got off his horse and walked into the inn.

"The shop is closed."

Beside the warming table, the bored Xiaomi said casually.

"Snapped"

Su Xuan took off the bamboo hat, threw it on the table, and said with a smile, "Xiaomi, I can't even recognize him."

"The treasurer."

Xiaomi exclaimed.

"Lead the horses to the backyard quickly."

"okay."

Xiaomi happily rushed out of the inn, took off his coir raincoat, went to the backyard to take a shower, and then changed into a blue shirt.

Then he went back to sit down at the kotatsu table.

"Shopkeeper, have you eaten yet?"

Xiaomi is concerned.

"Not yet, let's get a bowl of beef noodles first."

Su Xuandao: "After traveling for a day, I just came back from Guangyang Mansion, and I didn't even have a hot meal."

Soon, Xiaomi brought a large pot full of beef noodles, bright red oil soup, covered with beef stew, and the aroma wafted far away.

"Chuck."

"slip"

Su Xuan ate the noodles with big mouthfuls.

"Shopkeeper, you don't know. As soon as I arrived in Guangyang Mansion, I was arrested by the people from Six Doors, and they didn't say what I did. It lasted for more than half a month."

Xiaomi was sad and indignant: "I was only released a few days ago."

"I know."

Su Xuan said casually: "And I asked them to lock you up, and I entertained you with delicious food and drink."

"why?"

Xiaomi doesn't understand.

"I'm afraid you will hold me back."

Su Xuan said without raising his head: "During that time, Qixia Town was too dangerous, it was very dangerous for you to stay here."

"Is my Xiaomi the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Xiaomi was annoyed: "It was because of being locked up that I missed this great opportunity to become famous.

If I can escort Xiliang Shizi out of Guanzhong with you, the shopkeeper, now I, Xiaomi, will be number one in Jianghu. "

"Fame has a fart."

Su Xuan shook his head: "People in the Jianghu, big fists are the last word. If you have no strength, the more famous you are, the faster you will die."

Xiaomi scratched his head and said, "Shopkeeper, everyone in the world is saying that you are the reincarnation of a great power, is it true?"

"Yes."

Su Xuan smiled and said: "There is no Lu Qinghou in the world anymore, remember to call me Shopkeeper Su in the future."

"Oh, what a pity."

Xiaomi's expression was mournful: "Tell me about what happened these days.

In particular, Cuiwei Mountain sword beheaded the old Taoist Qin Tianjian, Wang Qiuchan was killed at the mouth of the reverse flow, and Fengxue Pavilion fought swords with one heart. ".

Chapter 69: Thief of God and Thief of Thieves

The snow in winter came and went quickly, and the whiteness in the mountains and fields faded. It was only the New Year's Eve, and the sun in a few days made the water level of the Xiliang River soar.

Vaguely looking at the Cuiwei Mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, the green is spreading from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. A few miles away, one can hear the roar of snow water in the mountain stream.

There were more pedestrians on the street, there was an endless stream of pedestrian vendors, horse-drawn carriages, shopkeepers carrying burdens, and farmers going to the market.

The entire land has awakened from a deep sleep, glowing with majestic vitality, and even the air is filled with a faint scent of grass and trees.

The first rain in early spring came very early, and after the Lantern Festival, the sky began to drizzle.

Thick dark clouds covered the sky and covered the sun, hanging above the sky, the cool wind was rustling, stirring the strings of rain.

The rain was very cold, and when it fell on the body, the cold air entered the body in an instant, making people unable to bear the goosebumps, and even the pace of walking accelerated a lot.

In Shangru Inn, the door is ajar, and there is a signboard on the door that says it is closed. In the backyard, Su Xuan is practicing swordsmanship.

Holding a three-foot green bamboo sword, every move is chaotic, as if it came at will, but there is a unique rhythm in the chaos, which is unclear and unclear.

"The treasurer."

Xiaomi came down from the second floor with a big bundle on his back, a bamboo stick in his hand, and a tattered beggar's clothes, but his face was clean.

Su Xuan stopped practicing, put away the green bamboo sword, walked out of the backyard, and said with a smile, "Are you going?"

"Ah."

Xiaomi nodded, with a little reluctance on his face, but it was quickly replaced by a look of determination.

"This is my chance."

Just a few days ago, Xiaomi went to Zuojiazhuang to participate in the sub-helm meeting, was promoted to a disciple of the Four Bags, and was transferred to Guangyang Mansion.

After coming back and discussing with Su Xuan, Xiaomi decided to agree that he stayed in the Beggar Gang all the time just for this day.

"Shopkeeper, thank you for your care over the years."

Xiaomi's tone is sincere.

"Say what to do."

Su Xuan warned: "Since you choose to go to Guangyang Mansion, you should stay in the Beggar Clan and practice diligently. If you encounter any danger, you can embrace my name, or go to the chief arrester of Guangyang Mansion."

"understood."

Xiaomi nodded.

Su Xuan took out a small bundle from behind the counter and handed it over: "There are dozens of taels of silver and a 500 taels of silver bill in it, you take it with you, and after you go, sort it up and down."

He was not worried that Xiaomi would not be able to get along in Guangyang Mansion, with Su Xuan's current prestige in the arena, the beggar gang would never make things difficult for Xiaomi, and there were six doors to take care of him.

"Shopkeeper, I don't need any money. I have saved a lot of money over the years."

Xiaomi took out a purse and shook it.

"If you want to take it, you can take it."

Su Xuan glared at him: "Does this shopkeeper seem to be short of money?"

Xiaomi didn't refuse anymore, carefully put the small bundle into his arms, walked out of the gate, rode on the yellow-brown horse, and rushed out of Qixia Town.

"It's really clean now."

Su Xuan talked to himself, lay down on the chair, picked up a volume of Buddhist scriptures, and looked at it, it was very cold in early spring.

There is still a stove in the lobby, and the charcoal fire is raging. At this time, it has been more than three months since the first battle in Anbei County City.

The turmoil on the rivers and lakes gradually subsided, but a new undercurrent was brewing under the water.

Since returning to Qixia Town from Yanbei, he has not shown his face in the world, but the legend about Su Xuan has not disappeared.

Within ten months, he had beheaded two Celestial Phenomenon Realm and two Finger Profound Realm masters in a row, powerfully shaking Kyushu martial arts, and had already been kicked out of the ranks of peerless arrogance.

Coupled with the dual identities of Su Xuan, the heir of the old sword god, and the reincarnation of the mighty soldier, it added three points of mystery to him.

However, Su Xuan didn't care about Jianghu affairs at all. In the past few months, he stayed in the inn and devoted himself to cultivation.

One is the comprehension of digestion and Nian Yixin and other masters of the celestial phenomenon, and the other is the many martial arts secrets gained from comprehension.

When you are free, drink tea, taste wine, and live a very fulfilling and leisurely life.

"Brother Su, where's Xiaomi?"

Lao Xing walked into the inn against the drizzle, only to see Su Xuan lying down and reading a book, but he couldn't find any trace of Xiaomi after looking around.

"gone."

Su Xuan put down the book.

"When did you leave?"

Lao Xing depressedly put the bundle in his hand on the table: "I specially prepared some food and clothes and sent them~."

"It's not long since he left, but he left on horseback, so he must be out of town by this time."

Su Xuan laughed.

"Hey, even Xiaomi has gone to Guangyang Mansion. Your brother is also very popular in the Jianghu now, but I, Xing Yusen, are the only ones."

Lao Xing walked up the stairs, brought out a jug of wine, filled two glasses, and sighed, "I haven't made a name for myself yet, not even a headhunter."

"Is Li Dazui still working as a catcher?"

Su Xuan asked.

"Yes, although the reputation is not very good, but he is Lou Zhi County's nephew."

Lao Xing gulped down the wine in the glass depressed, and poured another glass.

"It's not easy."

Su Xuandao: "You go to Lou Zhi County and reveal all the sloppy things that Li Dazui has done these years, won't it be enough?"

"If you really do this, Li Dazui's head catcher will definitely not be able to do it, and my brother and I, the catcher, will also have to be kicked out."

Lao Xing shook his head: "He is a relative, broken bones and connected tendons, don't look at Louzhi County's self-righteous selflessness, he will definitely give me small shoes to wear when the time comes."

"Don't worry, Li Dazui has been a headhunter for a while, and within half a year, you will be able to become a headhunter."

Su Xuan spoke.

"Borrow my brother's good words."