Immediately, the cavalry from Xiliang Jiange went up to surround Shen Luoyan. Although this horse team was headed by Yanmen Escort, He Qizheng, but after all, it was in the Escort industry. In Xiliang, Shen Luoyan was so famous that he would not be self-sufficient. Identity, hurried over to say hello.
Shen Luoyan had a few conversations with him, and walked forward in the company of Jiange cavalry and He Qizheng. Shen Luoyan glanced across the team and saw me. He was surprised to hear that you were chopped off by Ma Huapain. Why are you still fine now
That group of his mother's little gangsters can really fool people. They really went to the mass grave to find some broken arms and legs to fool Ma Huatong.
I said that for the blessing of the little pavilion master, I found a Mongolian doctor to connect all the broken arms and legs.
Shen Luoyan chuckled, scornful!
Shen Luoyan continued, that **** was in a bad mood and hit you with a whip, sorry!
If you are a bit conscientious, I was just about to speak, and I went away, I wiped it, so I apologized? As the master of Xiliang Jiange Pavilion, don't you pay for medical expenses to compensate my injured soul
Shen Luoyan looked all the way, seemingly looking for someone, and shook his head all the way, saying that he called the people from Jiange to the meeting. I pricked my ears to eavesdrop, and only listened to Shen Luo Yandao: I got news that Qin Sanguan got into the Yanmen Escort Team, you guys keep an eye on them, and don't let go of anyone who is suspicious.
Grandma's, Xie Delong's confidential work is not bad, and I was given a bad review at the end of the year, and I angrily thought.
Xiaowu, you are more familiar with Qin Sanguan, let's talk about the situation.
The Jiange Cavalry Road, Qin Sanguan, was an outside disciple of the Taishan School. It is said that he did not graduate that year and found a job in the Central Plains Escort. This kid is lucky, and first fell in love with Murong Qiushui, the best beauty in the rivers and lakes. , Hooked up with Princess Daming again, but seemed to be dumped by these two people.
I secretly scolded that as an intelligence officer, the speech was to tell the facts. I was obviously stubborn, and I was also issued a faculty certificate. Moreover, it is impolite to pick up other people’s love history at every turn, okay
Shen Luoyan interjected and asked, is Murong Qiushui really beautiful
Those little five strayed, I didn't see it either, Murong Villa had business dealings with Xiaosheng Jianghu, ranking her first among the four beauties, it must have cost money. It is the little pavilion master, who can be ranked among the four beauties, it all depends on his own strength.
Even I can’t help but give it a thumbs up. However, compared with Murong Qiushui, Shen Luoyan is really incomparable except for a big chest and a big temper.
Xiao Wu said again. Later, Qin Sanguan joined the Dengwenyuan of Daming Prince Zhu Runze and was in the supervisory position. This trip to Xiliang was to implement a secret plan. The specifics are unknown. This man has a cunning nature. We fought him against Xiao Qianliang, a guerrilla general of the West Army, in Xiangshawan a few days ago, but he escaped. After entering the dragon's head, he disappeared into the dark and killed Song Jiuwen, the second assassin in the world.
Fortunately, I left the Nine Questions Sword, the fourth most famous sword in the world, to Xie Delong, and almost couldn't help taking it with me before I set off. If this is the case, the power of the Xiliangjian Pavilion would definitely be able to see through me.
As for Xiao Qianliang, according to Xie Delong, he killed several Yipintang cavalry that night and fled back to the army. I thought he still owes me a meal, and I will find him to make it up when I come back.
Shen Luoyan went on to say, give me a copy of the list of suspicious people in the team.
Going out of the dragon’s head and turning for more than 30 miles, you enter the Kubuqi Desert. Kubuqi uses the local dialect to mean the string on the bow. The desert is three hundred miles long and is a natural barrier on the border between Ming and Liang. The Hexi Corridor, with a lot of water and grass along the way, is the only way for business travel. Our trip is going all the way west along the Hexi Corridor.
It is early winter, and the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is quite large. It is already obvious at night. After martial arts reach the sixth rank, you can already keep yourself from the cold. There is a bonfire at night. The escort has enough dry food. Several business travelers have contributed cigarettes and wine. Too difficult.
Some of our temporary guards are non-staff members of the Yanmen Escort. They are responsible for guarding the post at night. Watching them singing and dancing around the bonfire, they are not angry, and they gnaw beef patties while defamating.
There was a melodious sound of matouqin, and I looked over there, and the old four of Guyanfeng outside the Great Wall was sitting alone on a sand dune in the distance.
With a hoarse and thick voice, he sang: Cross the sand dunes, although his head has turned white. The chattering, the sorrow that I do not give, before I see the immortality as I wish, I will lose myself first...
Hey, people who have stories!
The sound of the piano wafted in the night sky, and the song ended, and the entire caravan fell into silence, a touch of sorrow.
I carried a jug of wine, walked over, and threw it to Feng Lao Si. Feng Laosi took a sip and threw it back to me. In this way, the two of me drank a bottle of wine with one sip.
Feng Laosi sighed, young and old, with white hair, he is destined to have an endless dream in his life. I tell you so old, leave a sentence, the rivers and lakes are so big, I want to see it. Abandoning family and children, rushing into the world, always thinking of accomplishing a career, it will take 30 years to come out!
Brother Feng hasn't been back home all these years
Feng Laosi wrinkled his face and gave a wry smile: At first he was full of enthusiasm and didn't want to go home, but later felt that he hadn't made a name for himself, so he didn't dare to go home. A few years ago, I went back once and saw that his wife had remarried someone else, and his son had followed someone else’s surname, so he didn’t dare to come out and recognize each other. Frustrated, I came to the outside of the Great Wall and made a nickname of a lone goose outside the Great Wall, doing some trivial livelihoods, barely able to make ends meet, hey!
I was also silent. I walked the rivers and lakes for a few years, ate a hundred kinds of rice, met a hundred kinds of people, and left home with enthusiasm for young people. It’s more than enough to be a teacher or to join six doors as a head-catcher, but he chose to travel through the rivers and lakes. Over the decades, I have been tortured by the rivers and lakes, and I don’t know whether this choice was right or wrong.
Didn’t he have such an idea when he sent a teacher from Mount Tai back then? Later, in the Central Plains Four Swords, except Huang Cheng, everyone else gave up the dream of being a knight, Songshan Erxia, a disciple, is now trapped in the capital to deliver the courier. On the contrary, the little nephew of Tibetan Sword Villa, and Zhong Luming of Langya Pavilion, he wears a halo when he leaves the rivers and lakes, I am afraid it will not take long to be able to make his name in the rivers and lakes.
Many sentient beings, how few young people have dreams of heroes? But how many people have truly become admired by thousands of people as they wish? Such as Murong Baiyun, such as Li Boyang, are in the top ten in the arena, working for the whole family all day, are they really as beautiful as the surface
Compared with them, I am relatively lucky. An outside disciple of the Taishan School chose the escort industry, able to walk the rivers and lakes, make a living, and met a master like Sansu, but in two years, martial arts all the way to the second rank. It's also considered small and famous in the arena, and those great masters who are usually unthinkable by others, who are admiring, also know a few, and God takes care of me, Qin Sanguan.
I don't know when, Shen Luoyan appeared in front of him with a jug of wine, and pulled back my thoughts floating in the distance. Shen Luoyan sat on the ground, looking at Feng Lao Si, I don't know what this old brother is called
Feng Lao Si knew that this person was the master of Xiliang Jiange Pavilion, and he was chatting and laughing with us during the day, but at this time he seemed a little rushed, panicked, stammered and informed his name. He didn't even dare to swear by his lonely goose outside the Great Wall. carry.
If it hadn't been for this dart, Feng Lao Si would never have a chance to talk with the little pavilion master of Xiliang, Shen Luoyan, who is above him.
Shen Luoyan saw Feng Lao Si's expression tense, did not care, smiled slightly, took a sip of wine, and handed it to Feng Lao Si.
Feng Lao Si took it with both hands. It was neither drinking nor drinking. The wine altar that the master of Xiliang Pavilion had drank, how he would drink it, must be very entangled in his heart.
Shen Luoyan looked at Feng Lao Si jokingly, why, afraid of the poison in the wine
I took the wine jar, took a swig, and handed it to Feng Lao Si. Feng Lao Si was relieved, smiled crampedly, and took a few sips.
The old man Feng Matouqin played wonderfully, and the tunes were good, Luo Yan really admired it!
Feng Lao Si Liandao, the little pavilion master overwhelmed the prize, and the old man just fiddled with it a few times to make you laugh.
Shen Luoyan said leisurely, there is a ruthless request below, I wonder if Brother Feng can listen to it
Feng Laosi was stunned by the powerful aura of Shen Luoyan, and I don't know what she asked for, Nuonuo Dao, please tell me the little pavilion master!
Shen Luoyan went on to say, I saw the piano skill of the old brother Feng is superb, and even my vulgar woman who doesn't understand the rhythm can't help but be moved. Luo Yan's admiration is tight, and I don't know whether he wants to serve as a guest in my Xiliang sword pavilion
Feng Lao Sixian did not expect that Shen Luoyan would say such a thing, and was stunned for a while, not knowing how to answer.
I smiled and said, Congratulations to Brother Feng, I can find someone to drink in Xiliang in the future, I don't know if Jiange Huan is welcome.
Shen Luoyan frowned, what does it matter to you
This woman is obviously very opinionated about me taking her first name. It's boring to say that, if it's true, you little girl still drink my foot wash. However, if possible, I am willing to give this opportunity to Liu Qingfeng.
Thinking of how he fainted Jia Ming at the beginning, I couldn't help but smile. This kid is very prestigious in Wudang Mountain. It was originally arranged to meet in Xishui, but I don't know if he can come over.
Feng Laosi thought for a moment, then slowly said, I am so old, I am afraid that I will not live for a few years, and I still want to finish this business, return to the roots of the fallen leaves, and return to my hometown in Henan. The pavilion owner is so loving, I am afraid that it will be hard for Xia to forgive him.
Shen Luoyan looked regretful and said, this invitation will be valid forever. When will Brother Feng change his mind and come to Xiliang to find me at any time.
I am in awe of the old four in my heart. How many people from the rivers and lakes have a lifelong dream to be able to enter the famous gate of Xiliangjian Pavilion. Feng Lao Si refused casually.
I picked up the wine jar with one hand, I respect you!
Feng Laosi made a decision and did not entangle, the heroic spirit of guiding the country was revealed again during the day, but the wine jar was dry! Drink it all.
Shen Luoyan got up, walked down the sand dunes, took a few steps, and suddenly turned back and said to me, Qin Sanguan