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There were quite a few guests, they got together in twos and threes, talking to each other about the rumors of the troubles in the city recently.
"Boss, get two bowls of bean rice and hot vegetables."
A guest with a sword greeted him and sat down, only to hear the householder in the small stall let out a hey, and started to cook the food.
The guest put the sword on the table casually, and the guests around looked at the table and avoided it secretly.
Not long after, another person came in wearing a khaki-colored sackcloth, and sat down beside the guest with the sword without looking for anyone else.
The two sat opposite each other, and no one spoke at first. The man with the sword cupped his hands after he was sure that there was nothing unusual about next week's guests.
"Thank you brother for taking care of me, otherwise it would be really difficult to enter Xianyang City now, if my brother succeeds this time, I will definitely repay you."
The man in sackcloth glanced at him and lowered his voice.
"Brother, what is the reason you came to Xianyang City, can you explain it to me? I can also give you some news."
The man with the sword paused, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered.
"Brother, have you read the news on Taoism recently?"
"News from the road?"
"yes."
"Guest, your bean rice." Huzi brought up a bowl of bean rice, and the two of them kept their mouths shut until the Huzi who delivered the food walked away.
The man frowned and continued, "Do you know that Qin is in turmoil right now?"
"Look at what you said, I've already washed my hands. Now that I'm a small family member, I don't know about the official affairs." The man in coarse linen sneered.
The guest with the sword waved his hands again and again: "Brother, you are joking. Even if you wash your hands, you still have a place on this road. Who doesn't know the breeze in those days?"
"Hey, don't mention the past again."
"Okay, don't mention it."
The guests with swords squinted their eyes, and their voices were almost suppressed into a line. The people around could only see their mouths moving, and could barely hear their voices.
"The previous king of Qin just died, and now Xianyang, the capital of the state of Qin, is at its most loosely guarded. The king and the guard are mourning. If you don't make a fortune at this time, I'm sorry. And you know, the prince of Qin, that is, Ying Zhu, the king of An How much is your head worth now?"
"Brother, are you crazy?" The clothed man quickly reached out his hand to stop him from looking slightly sideways.
The man with the sword pressed the hand of the clothed man indifferently: "If it was normal, I wouldn't be able to do this even if I was crazy."
"However, do you know the news on the road now? Most of the guards in the palace are guarding the Qin King's Tomb, and at least half of the guards in the palace are gone."
"And that Yingzhu is not as strong as the Qin kings of the past. I heard that he has twenty sons. Be good, I'm afraid his body will be exhausted long ago."
"Brother, you said no matter how good your life is, shouldn't you give it a try?"
The man in rough clothes looked at the madman in front of him and sighed: "Brother, since you're telling me the truth, then I'll tell you something too."
"Tell me." The man with the sword took a mouthful of bean rice, and it was obvious that he was extremely hungry.
"Do you know a swordsman who recently appeared in Xianyang City?"
"Swordsman?" The man with the sword smiled: "It's not me, and my sword is not good."
"Yes, your sword skills are good, but how do you think you are faster than those three?"
"Three fast?" The man froze for a moment, frowned as if making comparisons, and said, "That man is also a famous swordsman. .”
"Then how are you compared to the Wei boatman, and how are you compared to the dagger old man?"
"Wei Chuanfu, I haven't seen it before, but his bamboo pole is a weird weapon, and it's mysterious. The old man with a short sword, I saw him make a sword during a meeting on the road, and I couldn't stop it."
He wondered why his friend suddenly mentioned the three of them, and looked at him suspiciously: "What are you talking about?"
"Let me tell you, the three of them also came to Xianyang City, together."
"They're here too, are they still together?" The man with the sword looked a bit ugly: "Damn it, they're all desperate."
"However, they have been hacked."
"Phew, it's okay to chop." Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the man with the sword came back to his senses, only to feel his hairs stand on end.
"Three, together, were hacked?"
The commoner poured himself a glass of water, took a deep breath, looked into the glass solemnly, and raised two fingers: "Two swords."
The table was really quiet, out of tune with the bustling surroundings.
"Gudu." The man with the sword swallowed, his lips were dry.
"Brother, are you kidding me?"
"Are you kidding me? Xianyang City is already dead. I don't know how many groups of Jianghu people." The commoner sighed and drank the cold water in the cup.
"When their bodies were discovered, their throats were all sealed with a sword."
"The only one who came back alive was San Kuai. That guy was half crazy and half insane. He escaped by jumping into the Wei River."
"I heard from him that both the boatman and the old man were killed with a sword. The one who came to kill was wearing a coir raincoat, so he had a filial robe inside. Before he died, the old man said that that man was called General Sang. He used a black sword without a sword. sword."
The commoner glanced at the swordsman and shook his head.
"These news are because the dead people are clean. If it weren't for the three fasts, I wouldn't know about it. Brother doesn't know it's normal. If you think about it, it just came out."
"That general is famous for his fast sword. San Kuai said he couldn't see that sword, and he never defended that sword. He only killed him with one blow."
"Now it is called Black Sword in Taoism."
The "Black Sword" swordsman felt chills all over his body when he thought about the black sword. If he really killed the boatman and the old man with the dagger, how fast would the sword be
"Well, if you don't attack or defend, the black sword will be useless."
"People on the road compare it with that giant Mo's like a sword but not an attack, Mo Mei Wufeng."
"Whether you want to make this list, you can decide for yourself."
"Huh." Sitting in the room, Gu Nan breathed out a mouthful of turbid air. The inner breath circulated in the body for the last week, only to feel more and more perfect, and slowly opened his eyes.
Now, she is not very clear about the extent of her internal energy cultivation.
Back then, the master passed on all the inner breath to her before he died, and she was already at the point of Zhou Tian's consummation. Now that several years have passed, the ball of inner breath in the body has become more and more concentrated, coiled into a cloud and shrouded under the lower abdomen, almost To condense into a liquid.
Stretched out a hand and shook it, the strength of this physical body is also unknown.
She only knew that in this country of Qin, there was probably no one who could do anything with all her strength.
There are people outside the door.
"Bump." There was a knock on the door, and Xiaolu's voice came from outside: "Girl, it's time to get up."
"Here we come." Gu Nan pursed his lips and smiled, and opened the door
As soon as Xiaolu entered the door, she saw Gu Nan wearing only a layer of loose cloth, her face flushed red.
"It's already this hour, and you're still staying on the bed. If you don't have anything to do in the army, why don't you do anything all day? You don't have any homework for the young master."
While muttering, he rolled his eyes, picked up Gu Nan's filial robe hanging on the side, and helped to put it on Gu Nan's body.
Looking at the filial robe, Xiaolu was slightly dazed.
Gu Nan didn't see it, and put on the clothes.
"Girl, the master has been gone for many years, you don't need to wear mourning anymore, do you?"
Xiaolu looked at the girl with distressed eyes. Who doesn't love beauty and doesn't want to wear silk skirts and satins, but her own girl wears this mourning filial piety every day.
"It's not like you haven't seen it. Walking on the road, when people see you in this outfit, they all hide away."
"Pointing."
Gu Nan turned her head, saw Xiao Lu's appearance, and smiled faintly.
"It's nothing, it's become a habit. If I don't wear this suit suddenly, I won't feel comfortable."
Said, tied the collar of the clothes.
"Besides, I'm the only disciple of the two of them. If I forget them, no one will remember them."
Zhou Tian is really sorry, I went home to have a meal with my parents, so I didn’t update until now, after class, Zhou Tian will update as usual, don’t blame it, don’t blame it (slipped away.)