Moonlight and wind

"Gentlemen, please come in!" In front of the Mo Yue Xiang Tea Shop on Jinyu Street, the tea master was greeting several young men, "Do you have any tea masters you are familiar with?"

"Yes!" Qu Ning pushed aside the tea master who was leading the way for him and walked in on his own. "Ask Xiaoyue's tea master to serve us!"

"Sir, unfortunately, Miss Xiaoyue is the tea master of the tea shop in Ziteng Lane. Are you waiting here and sending someone to invite her? Or are you going to the Ziteng Lane tea shop to taste tea?"

"I'm already here, and you still want us to make another trip?" One of the young men raised his hand and slapped the tea master on the head.

"Brother Zhu, the other party is a woman, we should still be gentle and considerate to her and not ruin the reputation of our Wudu talent." Qu Ning turned around and said a few words.

"Brother, what you said is absolutely right. Why are you still standing here? Go and find Xiaoyue for us!"

"Gentlemen, please wait in the private room. Miss Xiaoyue will come in right away!" After saying that, the tea master left the private room, said a few words to other tea masters in the tea shop, then left the tea shop and walked towards Zither Lane.

"This tea shop must have cost a lot of money to decorate and furnish, right?"

"I heard that the owner of this tea shop is a country bumpkin from the north. He has a very rich family background. He has only been in Wudu for two days and he has opened two tea shops. Both of them are located in expensive areas."

"If we can get to know this man, we will be the real rich man of Wudu!"

"But I heard that this teahouse is not just that of the country roe deer. Behind it is the Snow Shadow Hall, the leader of the four major sects. Someone once saw the Snow Shadow Hall's eldest young master Shan Zimo in the teahouse."

"It seems that this tea shop is indeed not simple!" Qu Ning exclaimed as he looked at the swaying pearl curtain in the private room.

"By the way, Brother Qun, isn't there a rumor in the streets that Shan Zimo once broke into your Hanlin Mansion at night? What is the connection between your mansion and that young master?" Facing the admiring and curious gazes of his brothers, Qun Ning felt an inexplicable sense of superiority.

"Oh, it's nothing. My sister once went to Xueying Hall, and it was the eldest young master Shan Zimo who escorted her back. But she got lost. She owed my family a favor."

"Brother, people say your sister ran away to avoid the talent show. I didn't expect it to be true!"

"I'm afraid she has set her eyes on the eldest young master of Xueying Hall!" As soon as these words came out, an idea suddenly came to his mind and an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Sorry for the long wait, gentlemen," a young girl walked in, "I am the tea master you are looking for, Xiaoyue." The girl bowed gracefully, "I will prepare tea for you gentlemen."

Just as she was about to leave the private room, "Wait a minute!" Qu Ning stopped her, "Don't be in a hurry. I have something I want you to take a look at." He took out a small wooden box from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

When Xiaoyue saw the wooden box, her brows slightly frowned, but soon she smiled again, "This is the medicine box that I lost. Thank you for finding it for me." As she was about to take the wooden box back, she was stopped by Qu Ning.

"I wonder where the girl is injured? My friends all run pharmacy shops, why don't we ask them to treat her?"

"How dare I trouble you, sir? I was just a little busy in the tea shop a few days ago, and I feel a little unwell. My muscles and bones ache, so I prescribed this Jinshu Dieda Pill to relax my muscles and relieve the pain."

"How can you, a mere tea master, afford such expensive medicine?" The young master of the Zhu family pharmacy questioned.

"My lord, you may not know that the owner of our tea shop is very considerate to us little tea masters. Not to mention the Golden Art Die-breaking Pills, even if it is a panacea, as long as it is available, our owner will buy it."

The utensils for making tea were ready, and Xiaoyue started to make tea skillfully. Her answer was flawless, but it aroused Qu Ning's suspicion even more.

"My dear boss, I met Miss Qun's brother, Qu Ning, in the tea shop today." At night, in the private room on the second floor of the tea shop in Zither Lane, Yuwen Lin sat in Shan Zimo's usual seat, drinking tea and listening to Xiaoyue's report.

"Miss Que has a younger brother?"

"That's right. He is Miss Qu's half-brother. Because his mother was a bad person, Lord Qu did not include him in the family tree. He and his mother lived in a small courtyard in the civilian area of ​​Ziteng Lane. Today, he came to the teahouse to find me with the Jinshu Dieda Pills that I prescribed for Zizhong yesterday. I'm afraid the person who was supposed to pick him up at the mansion has been discovered."

"No rush, things may not come to that point," Yu Wenlin looked at the brightly lit fighting arena in the distance, "Zi Mo hasn't been here for a while."

In the back mountain of Xueying Hall, the fierce battle is still going on.

The man in black holding two axes had been disarmed by Han Yu's disciples and was pinned to the snow, unable to move. However, the man in black holding a long stick still had some fighting power.

The performance of the big stick was so spectacular that Dan Zimo, who was watching the fun from the side, cheered continuously.

"This weapon can be used for long-range attack or close-range defense. It's really flexible!" Shan Zimo nodded repeatedly. "It's a pity that this man's internal strength is not good enough. If this big stick is strengthened with internal strength, Zi Yu will probably have a harder time."

"Young master, you have made great progress. You have even learned how to watch fights!" Shan Boyu gave him two thumbs up.

The man in black jumped up, and the stick swept across his crotch, heading straight for Zi Yu's lower body. Zi Yu also jumped up, holding the knife with both hands and slashing the stick, the huge force made the knife and stick collide, making a roaring sound.

Seeing that the way down was blocked, the man in black continued to swing the stick, swinging it in the air like a tornado. The surrounding cold air was swept together, and the stick full of thorns went straight to Zi Yu's face.

The huge cold air formed a cold wind, and as Shaozi came in front of Ziyu, Ziyu couldn't open his eyes for a while. Ziyu had to take a step back and set up a frost barrier in front of him to give himself a gap to adjust.

The tip hit the frost barrier, causing several cracks to appear on the flawless barrier. At this time, Shan Zimo, who was watching the excitement, was also worried about Zi Yu.

"If we go down this far, without that barrier, our heads will explode!" Shan Zimo tilted his head and looked at the man in black, "This is a fatal move!"

"Desperadoes are all like this!" Shan Boyu was not surprised and said it lightly.

"Zi Yu, kill him!" Shan Zimo shouted.

"No, the hall master requires that he be captured alive!" "It turns out that Ziyu didn't use his full strength," Shan Zimo was relieved again, "That is to say, with Ziyu's martial arts, it would not be easy to capture him."

"Yes, young master, but you may have to be more careful if you want to stay alive." Shan Boyu echoed with his hands in his sleeves.

"How about, let me lend you a helping hand!" After saying that, Shan Zimo grabbed a handful of snow from the tree trunk and melted it in his palm.

The vigorous internal force gathered in his palms, and he slowly opened his palms. The melted snow quickly condensed into ice cones. Shan Zimo put his hands in front of him, pinching the ice cones with two fingers. The translucent ice cones reflected his sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and his eyes were somewhat sharp.

The ice cone wrapped in internal force was thrown out from his hand like a spirit snake spitting out its tongue. After a scream, the fierce battle came to an end.

"Quick, take him down!" Zi Yu called on Han Yu's disciples to tie up the man in black lying on the snow.

Zi Yu checked his condition and found a bloody hole as thick as a thumb on the arm that was holding the big stick!