Late at night, outside the factory gates in the suburbs, in the damp and dark alleys, the wonton noodle stalls are still lit with Gazi lanterns, red oil tea eggs, wonton noodles, and a plate of shredded beets mixed with vinegar. Add a bottle of cheap beer and you have a satisfying meal. Several night shift workers had just finished their midnight snack, got up, paid and left. The noodle stall owner with dark eyes and gray hair sat hunched under the light, indicating to them to put the money into the box and give them change.
The place where Bai Qi met He Dong was in an alley. When leaving, He Dong told him that he would wait at this stall for two hours.
Why did he just hurt Bai Qi? And why do you have to stay and wait for these two hours
Li Muye came to the wonton noodle stall with doubts. On a table was placed the three treasures that Bai Qi had lost and lost. A middle-aged man with short hair and thin body was sitting there, eating noodles. Next to his hand was a cane, black and slender, slightly curved, like a poisonous snake.
"Please sit down!" He Dong looked up at Li Muye and said, "Would you like a bowl?"
"I'm not here to eat noodles." Li Muye didn't like this man's mysterious and unrestrained calmness, so he walked over and put his hand on the three treasures.
He Dong said nothing, "It's a pity, the noodles taste good, although the chicken soup is not as good as your Japanese insect masters."
Li Muye said: "You brought me here. I'm here. What do you want to do? You might as well be direct, otherwise I should leave."
He Dong sighed lightly and said, "He is really impatient."
Li Muye said: "I just don't like chatting with pretentious people. Your approach lacks sincerity." He picked up the three treasures, turned around and left.
He Dong followed behind, and the two of them walked into the dark and deserted alley one after the other.
"You can take the things away, but you have to talk to me!" He Dong strode after him and said softly.
Li Muye said: "I took the things based on my skills. If you want me to talk to you, I have to show some skills!"
He Dong said: "Li Muye, if you don't follow the rules, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to explain yourself when you go back?"
Li Muye didn't answer but asked: "What price did Bai Wuxia sell me for?"
He Dongdao: "Hall Master Bai hopes that the Mississippi River will flood for a few days after the rainy season." He then asked: "What? Hall Master Bai didn't tell you?"
Bai Wuxia did not say anything, but Li Muye had already guessed that this matter had something to do with her. From the time Bai Qi was injured in the attack, to this girl deliberately talking about the trivial things in the world, especially when she introduced in detail the Xunlongmen, Bai Wuxia had told herself not to kill He Dong, which made it even more... It doesn't fit in with her usual domineering and decisive style. Li Muye already had some vague suspicions at that time. When he saw He Dong waiting here and the Three Treasures all present, he was completely sure that Bai Wuxia had arranged this matter.
"She's afraid that if she says it, I'll lose face to her on the spot." Li Muye said, "I took the things away. If you want to stay with me to talk to you, it's useless to move Bai Wuxia out. In the end, you have to rely on your ability."
He Dong stopped talking and leaned forward, holding the cane in his left hand and the sword hilt of the cane in his right hand. His momentum was locked on Brother Xiaoye.
Li Muye held the three treasures in one hand, with his right hand behind his back, and said calmly: "It is easy to draw a sword, but difficult to put it back. Let me remind you, I don't know what it means to hold back once I take action. You must think clearly before taking action."
He Dong held the sword in his hand, with bulging veins. He stared at Li Muye with a good look, always looking for an opportunity to take action. Li Muye's breath was smooth and even, and the rhythm was completely outside the momentum he had painstakingly gathered. After a few minutes of confrontation, he couldn't find a chance to take action.
"Meng Qingfu gives me one million a month, and there is no reason why I dare not even pull out the sword." He Dong gritted his teeth.
Li Muye said: "You don't have the upper hand in physical strength or mental strength. If you force yourself to draw the sword, you will die!"
He Dong said: "With Hall Master Bai's words as a talisman, I don't believe you dare to kill me!"
The weather was good, the clouds were overcast, and suddenly it started to rain lightly.
A sword light lit up!
Ding!
A steel ball accurately hit the sword.
Li Muye followed the steel ball and the shaken sword to He Dong and punched him on the bridge of the nose.
The sound of broken bones reached his ears, and blood surged from He Dong's nose. The moment he turned over and leaned back, the sword in his hand stabbed him like a poisonous snake.
Under such circumstances, he could still thrust out this sword. This man was worthy of the name of a contemporary swordsman. Li Muye gave up the pursuit and took a step back.
Ho Tung's sword has been sheathed. His sword has no edge. Only the sharpest thrust is the most threatening. The edge is hidden in the scabbard.
"Do you still want to try to thrust the second sword?" Li Muye looked at his left hand pressed on the hilt of the sword and said, "It seems that you are more confident in your left-hand sword?"
He Dong shook his head and said: "You are making things complicated. I am more confident in the gun in my right hand."
"What a coincidence, so am I." At the moment when Ho Tung turned his wrist to reveal his pistol, Li Muye suddenly raised his hand and pointed. Qiankun's pistol in his sleeve took the lead and hit Ho Tung's right wrist with a bang!
He Dong's pistol fell to the ground, and Li Muye ejected the invisible flying chain.
"Please show mercy!" An old voice came from behind in the darkness, saying hurriedly: "He Dong, please don't move!"
Li Muye didn't even look back and praised: "What a good eyesight!"
The owner of the old voice laughed dryly and said: "I can't compare to Mr. Li's skill. The unique skill of cutting off the head and flying the chain has been lost for many years. I didn't expect that you could master it."
"It's just a matter of familiarity. It's the same as your wonton noodles being cooked well." Li Muye said: "Having done one thing countless times, a fool will also master some skills."
"The most terrifying thing is that smart people work as hard as fools." The old voice came from the noodle stall owner, sighing and saying: "It's a pity that few smart people can understand such a simple truth, and their talents have been wasted."
He Dong said with shame: "Uncle, I was wrong."
The noodle stall owner said: "It's not too late if you know you're wrong."
Li Muye said: "Are you here to discuss business with me, or are you here to teach my nephew a lesson?"
The noodle stall owner coughed a few times and said, "It depends on whether you want to talk or kill."
The night rain fell, and there was only one voice between heaven and earth.
Li Muye felt like a thorn in his back at this moment. The noodle stall owner was hidden in the darkness, and he seemed to be invisible. Brother Xiaoye tried to sense and lock him many times, but found that this man seemed to move his position every time he said a word. Neither the pistol nor the steel ball dared to be shot easily.
"Old sir, from the sound of your voice, you should be quite old."
"A hundred-year-old is a demon and is easily jealous of God. An old man who has wasted his eight and ninety-ninth birthdays."
Li Muye was secretly surprised. After eight ninety-ninth birthdays, this old ghost was actually one hundred and seven years old
"Why are you still wallowing in the world of mortals at such an old age?"
"There are elders in the school who have to come out and show their faces." The noodle stall owner said: "Mr. Li, am I qualified to discuss business with you?"
Li Muye moved his fingers, cut his head and flew the chain away from He Dong's neck, and said, "I wonder what kind of business the old gentleman wants to discuss with me?"
The noodle stall owner said: "Old Chang Nan, please come to my shed and have a chat with Mr. Li."
The people of Xunlongmen have no concept of family, country, and world. Without a family, they have no surname. In order to make it easier to travel around the rivers and lakes, those who often hang out in the Yangtze River are named Chang, and those who dig dragon mud in the Yellow River are named He. The names are often simple, southeast, northwest, spring, summer, autumn, winter and rain, they come at your fingertips and are unremarkable.
The noodle stall pretended to be closed. Under the shed, Li Muye sat across from the noodle stall owner, and He Dong stood behind Chang Nan.
"What kind of business does the old gentleman want to discuss with me?"
Chang Nan said: "Big business, I want to ask Mr. Li to help me rescue a person in a secret place. As long as I can succeed, I will be richly rewarded by Longmen."
Li Muye said: "There are many experts in Xunlongmen, but there is no way to enter this place and bring people out?"
Chang Nan said: "Not long ago, Hall Master Bai personally led the elites of Baiyuntang to go there, but he was unable to bring anyone out."
Li Muye said: "If even she can't do something, why do you think you can do it for me?"
Chang Nan said: "There are many things in this world that cannot be accomplished with strength alone. Taken together with strength, wisdom, adaptability and objective conditions, your chance of success is much greater than that of Hall Master Bai."
Li Muye smiled and asked, "On what basis did Mr. Chang make his judgment?"
"As long as you can force me to stand up, and sit in front of me at this moment." Chang Nan said: "I have an agreement with Hall Master Bai. She deliberately did not reveal the outcome of tonight's game. It is all up to you to make your own judgment." You made a decision, and you really didn’t let us down.”
He Dong asked: "Mr. Li, I really want to know why you refused to talk to me in the first place?"
"It's very simple. With your strength, you are not qualified to reach any agreement with Bai Wuxia." Li Muye said: "I have no reason to waste time with a person who can't make the decision. If I want to invite someone who can make the decision, the simplest and most direct way is The only way is to knock you over."
Chang Nan clasped his hands in praise and said, "Hallmaster Bai really recommended a great person. Mr. Li, I think we can continue the conversation."
Li Muye said: "I don't think so. You old gentleman are satisfied with me, but I still don't know what you are going to use to impress me?"
Chang Nan said: "We don't dare to talk about anything else in Xunlongmen. When it comes to treasures, they are more valuable than the three items you have in your hand. Dare we say the car's capacity."
Splendid mountains and rivers, floating world, if you ask where is the richest place in the world, there will be different opinions and opinions. The imperial capital and imperial city gather the world's wealth, and powerful officials and wealthy businessmen control the source of the world's wealth. Each has its own wealth and limitations. If you ask this question to an expert from outside the world, you will definitely get an unexpected answer. The richest place in the world is under the water. There has been a saying in Jianghu since ancient times that seven of the ten treasures come out of water.
There are many water systems in the world. Let’s not talk about the small ones. Let’s just talk about the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers. They meander all the way down from Kunlun and stretch for tens of thousands of miles. No one can count how many treasures there are at the bottom of the rivers. In the eternal waterway, no one can count how many unparalleled heroes were buried in the Zeguo Water Mansion. Gold, silver and worldly goods are not included. Only rare treasures such as green jade, strange clam pearls, dragon scale paste and mud are enough to equal the world's wealth.
However, the bottom of the water is a vast abyss, and humans are not fish and turtles. Even if ordinary people want to find out, they are often unable to do so. However, since the essence of heaven and earth nourish treasures, they must be seen by those who know the treasures, so as not to lose the original intention of the creator, so the Xunlong Gate was born.
Chang Nan dared to boast about Haikou, so he naturally had the confidence to impress Li Muye, and said: "I heard that Mr. Li has a Qingzhu couple, and they have a deep love for each other. However, the year is not going to be a holiday, and she is feeling sick. It requires a genius to use the classics and magic formulas. Stay alive..."
When Li Muye heard this, he waved his hand to interrupt him and sighed: "The old man has done his homework well. Li reluctantly accepted it. Please tell me, where do you need me to go and who do you need to rescue?" (End of Chapter) )