Master Zhao at the foot of Mount Qingcheng

It was late autumn in the Great Yin Kingdom.

Qingfeng Town was originally a prosperous and peaceful town, everyone lived in a step-by-step manner, and there were not a few major events worth mentioning to the neighbors throughout the year.

But recently, for some reason, there have been many more people in the world.

No, the inns in the town were all full, and the tea houses were also full.It stands to reason that the shopkeepers should be happy, but in fact it is these shopkeepers who should cry the most.

Some of these Jianghu people are used to being unreasonable, relying on their own martial arts, they are unreasonable, and they start their hands in the store at every turn, breaking a lot of tables and bowls and chopsticks. The store has to bite the bullet and risk being angry The risk of the opponent being hacked to death.

If you want them to say, this day is terrible.

What do these people in the rivers and lakes like to do, even if they fight to the death, what does it have to do with them ordinary people?

The most important thing is that they just want these people to leave quickly.

At noon, a big brother in common clothes had just finished his work and wanted to go to a nearby teahouse to quench his thirst on a hot day. When he entered the room and looked at the full tables, he let out a "嗐" to see if there were any tables that could be shared.

Some of these Jianghu people are dressed brightly, and some are dressed in coarse cloth and short brown. Looking around, the young man in the corner by the window is the most harmless.

I saw the other party wearing a square scarf hat, dressed as a scholar, handsome, with big eyes squinted, seeming to enjoy the cup of tea in his hand, and reciting a poem with emotion in his mouth: , I want to resist the wind and make Zixia..."

The eldest brother wiped off his sweat and walked up to the scholar: "Little brother, can you share the table?"

When the scholar saw it, he stood up and made a bow: "Of course, please, brother."

Seeing that the other party was seated, he called the waiter to order a pot of tea, and the scholar picked up the teacup and continued to taste it, sighing repeatedly: "Wonderful..."

"Little brother, is this tea really so delicious?" The eldest brother leaned over to take a look and smiled, "Isn't this just ordinary green tea?"

"Hey, that's wrong." The scholar said earnestly, "What you drink tea is not the taste, but the state of mind. The Master said..."

"Okay, okay, don't tell me about 'Zi Yue', I haven't read the book, and I have a headache." The elder brother stopped in time, and quickly changed the subject, "There are so many people in the world recently, and Taoism is more than usual It's blocked a lot."

"Oh, it's normal." The scholar took a sip, "Recently, a crooked sect has sprung up, and it's doing a lot of harm to people. The major sects in Jianghu took the lead and sent outstanding disciples and knights from all over Jianghu to exterminate the Demon Cult. It is said that the Demon Cult The main altar is in the cave, and this operation is also called the 'Tanging Cave'. Qingfeng Town is the only place to pass through to the Devil's Cult in the south, so there will be knights passing through here recently to rest for a while."

Unknowingly, the conversation around him became much quieter. The locals listened to the scholar's narration with their ears open, and some people in the Jianghu also looked at him with interest.

"So that's how it is..." The elder brother saw that his side had attracted the attention of other tables, so he just lowered his head to drink tea, and said "Hey" in a low voice: "How do you know so clearly?"

The other party straightened his collar and said solemnly: "Of course it's because I'm going to hang out too."

The scholar's voice didn't hold back at all, and the people around could hear it clearly, and a burst of laughter broke out in an instant.

"just you?"

"Little boy, save yourself, don't die on the way."

"It turns out that there really are such bookworms who are not afraid of death."

"With your body, you were blasted out before the door of the Devil's Cult stepped in."

"What are you laughing at?" The scholar couldn't understand it, and retorted seriously: "No. It is the dream of a literati and a knight through the ages. This time in the cave, it is a rare opportunity to meet heroes from all walks of life and experience the world. Can't wait to miss it."

"I think you're just free." A big bearded man threw a few peanuts into his mouth and patted the big knife beside him, "You don't take the imperial examination if you have the time, and you come here to participate in some kind of quack."

The scholar stood up with awe-inspiring righteousness: "After the imperial examination, there will be many opportunities, but this is the only time in Hanging Cave. Besides, although my martial arts are not very good, but compared to some of the three religions and the scum of the rivers and lakes, I don’t get paid for meals every day, and make trouble in other people’s shops. It makes the store unable to open a store, bullying the weak and not paying compensation, I think it is a lot better. After all, these people are shameless and scum!"

The local people in the teahouse applauded, and most of those Jianghu people changed their expressions.

Those people were not serious people in the first place, and they took advantage of this opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

Afterwards, if the Hanging Cave is successful, you can brag about it to the outside world. If you fail, there is no loss. There are so many people making troubles recently, how can the government have time to take care of themselves.

Scholar, turn the corner and scold them.

The elder brother who was opposite him sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly pulled his sleeve to signal him to sit down, but the other party was probably born weak and unaware of the tense atmosphere around him, but the more he talked, the more angry he was, filled with righteous indignation: " I have heard a lot of deeds along the way. The hero who fights the tyrant is always praised by others, and the troublemaker is pointed out by others, and the people in the arena are criticized. It is really infuriating. People are really too much!"

The audience was silent.

A few violent "jianghu people" grasped the handle of the knife, and the other innocent guests glanced around in private when they saw this, and were ready to run away when they saw the right time-there would definitely be a fight later.

Originally, he just wanted to share a table and have a tea break. His intestines were green with regret, and he said that if you don't want to die, don't take me with you.

Immediately afterwards, the scholar slowed down his tone again, and said sincerely: "Of course, I believe that everyone here is not such a person. You must be heroes who are just and reasonable and will not do anything casually."

Everyone: "..."

Looks pretty innocent.

Well, it's not right to not do it now, and it's not right to do it now.

A voice suddenly sounded: "It's already noon, scholar, I see that you are right. I like people who tell the truth the most. Why don't we have a meal together?"

It was a young man who was speaking. He was sitting behind the scholar drinking tea, but he flashed to the scholar's side just now, holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand.

Everyone's attention was drawn to this young chivalrous man dressed in black, he was tall and straight, handsome, with an arrogant expression, and he seemed to have an unruly personality.

If you take a closer look, you will find a silver needle sandwiched between the two chopsticks in this man's hand.

Seeing the other party sneer, with a twist of his wrist, the silver needle detached from the chopsticks, twirled in mid-air, and fell accurately into the scholar's teacup, making a slight crisp sound.

Then, the tea water began to turn purple slowly, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that it was a poisonous needle.

"This, this..." The scholar widened his big eyes in horror, and now he understood, and quickly hid behind the young man, showing his head, "Who? Despicable... a hero in vain!"

"Yeah, so despicable." The young man glanced at him, and looked at a middle-aged man in a purple robe not far away with a half-smile. Squinting his eyes, no matter how he looks, he has malicious intentions, and the crescent moon pattern embroidered with silver silk on his chest is very conspicuous.

"It turned out to be a senior from Yinyue Building." The young man showed a mocking smile, "As you get older, you should control your temper, otherwise you will die sooner. If you do too many bad things, you will be easily cursed by others. It's too short of life, it's not worth it .”

"Yellow-mouthed boy!" The people who were with Hungry had all picked up their weapons, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

But the hungry man signaled them to be calm, squinted his eyes, and said hoarsely: "The young man is eloquent... Tell me your name."

"I just entered Jianghu, I don't have much fame, so I don't want to report it." The young man waved his hand, turned around to leave, and did not forget to ask the scholar, "Would you like to leave, are you hungry?"

"Hungry, hungry!" The scholar couldn't hide his admiration in his eyes, and his eyes kept sticking to each other.

The elder brother who originally just wanted to have a cup of tea and rest for a while, in order not to suffer from unreasonable disasters, took this opportunity to slip away, thinking that the recent days have been chaotic, and it is better for him to avoid such places of right and wrong.

The entire teahouse watched them leave, and the others in Yinyue Building wanted to chase them, but were stopped by Hungry.

"Lord, can we just let them leave like this?"

Hungry said: "Don't cause trouble easily, the origin of the other party is unknown, you have to investigate first... Don't forget the purpose of our visit this time."

On the other side, the scholar almost hung up on the young man: "Thank you, young hero, for saving your life. Dare I ask for your name? In Xialin, Chaoyu, a native of the capital, came here on a special trip this time, and when I saw the young hero, I felt close to him. If you want to make friends with Shaoxia, you will be able to use Lin sometime in the future, so I must do my best, it is my duty."

Impatientness appeared on the other party's face, and he wanted the other party to shut up, but when he turned his head and found that the scholar was taller than himself, he lost his momentum inexplicably when he was talking, so he had to take a step back: "This Yinyue Tower is originally They were born in various religions, and started their business by selling information. What you said just now poked their sore spots, and you said that they were the ones who made money from it. These people are small, so if you don’t want to be retaliated, leave here as soon as possible. Walk around."

Seeing that the other party seemed to be leaving, Lin Chaoyu hurried forward and grabbed the other party's sleeve: "Don't you want to have a meal together, young man? I'll treat you."

"Need not."

Lin Chaoyu: "Young man, I am sincerely grateful, at least give me a chance to repay you."

This scholar's appearance is pretty good, but what people can see at a glance is the other's eyes. Those big eyes reveal innocence from the inside to the outside, which makes people can't bear to refuse.

"You are a big man and you are wronged." The young man was covered with goosebumps, and there were people passing by on the street, and many people cast strange glances at the two people who were chattering, and broke their hands free. Come out, hold back your temper, "All right, all right."

It was said to be a treat, but in fact only Lin Chaoyu was eating, and the young man was just sitting on the sidelines drinking.

"I can't tell, I have a lot of appetite."

Lin put down the bowl towards Yu Si politely, wiped his mouth, and hiccupped again: "Just kidding, just kidding."

"Leave as soon as you finish eating."

Lin Chaoyu smiled, but did not answer.

The young man snorted: "I'm curious, how did you survive till now."

"Because my father asked someone to tell my fortune." Lin Chaoyu blinked, "Fate is hard, I don't die so early."

"Don't talk about that." Lin Chaoyu poured a glass of wine for the other party himself, "It's fate to meet each other, and the young man hasn't told me your name yet."

The young man put down his wine glass and said lightly, "Zhao Xuan."

Seeing that Lin Chaoyu had finished eating, Zhao Xuan didn't stay any longer, turned over and jumped out of the window.

Lin Chaoyu was startled, and hurried to the window, but the other party had disappeared into the crowd, and he was nowhere to be seen.

"Good work."

"Zhao Xuan..." Lin Chaoyu whispered the name several times after admiring him, and finally straightened his sleeves, and seemed to be in a good mood.