People from the rivers and lakes went straight to each other, and the one surnamed Xu immediately got the present reward. In addition to getting a mouthful of saliva, he was also lived in the cheapest small side room of the inn with a gang member with the lowest qualifications. Xu Fengnian remained silent about this and did not say anything There is no objection, the guy in the room with him is called Wang Dashi, but it is a pity that his body and personality are completely opposite to his name. Not to mention his short stature, he is also as thin as a bamboo pole. Not only is he not as smelly and hard as the stones in the latrine, but he is very cowardly and docile. His father died in a gang fight in his early years, and he had become a loyal loyalist to the Yulong Gang. Mr. Liu, the old gang leader, missed this friendship and tried his best to include the weak Wang Dashi into the gang.
Although this young man doesn't have the slightest talent in martial arts, he is willing to endure hardships, is extremely diligent in doing things, can put in a lot of effort, and never slackens. The bullying he received in the past year has been a lot of baskets, but this kid is naturally optimistic, hehehehe, and never complains about suffering. Once in the gang, Liu Nirong accidentally saw him being bullied too much, so she paid extra attention and treated Wang Dashi a little bit. After taking care of some, Wang Dashi's situation improved slightly. This time, when he went out, Wang Dashi was willing to smile at Xu Fengnian from the fish and dragon gangs lined up on the small hills. Wang Dashi didn't need to worry about the faces of his seniors and senior uncles. After closing the door, he called Mr. Xu, and took out the Daomaguan specialty Xiqizi cake he bought in the downtown just now. He actually bought two copies. The share was more than a catty, and it was hidden in the dark. The former was naturally taken away by the seniors. If not, Wang Dashi, who likes cakes, would not even be able to eat these delicacies even if he spent money. It's Wang Dashi's shrewdness who made fun of it.
In front of the taciturn Mr. Xu, Wang Dashi obviously had a strong inferiority complex, so strong that he didn't know how to hide it. He took out all the thin chess pieces wrapped in oil paper and asked with a blushing face, "Mr. Xu, have a taste?"
Xu Fengnian shook his head. Wang Dashi was not surprised either. He sat at the table and began to eat by himself. Before he finished his mouth, several senior brothers pushed the door in without knocking. Wang Dashi turned his head in amazement and subconsciously swallowed the pastry. All I know is that it's over, and if the seniors know that he has hidden pastries, they will definitely push his head down and climb his crotch in the future.
Three senior and rough seniors entered the room and searched the stunned Wang Dashi, but found no results. One of the seniors was discouraged, angered Wang Dashi, slapped his forehead, and cursed: "You boy Didn’t steal a few pieces of pastries, are you fucking stupid or stupid?! I lost half a tael of silver to Li Dou and that little chili pepper. It’s agreed that you will pay for the half tael, and it will be released in a few days Once you have paid the money, you should return it to the senior brother quickly, did you hear that?!"
The bewildered Wang Dashi nodded dumbly, before the senior brother left, he didn't forget to slap him again, cursed and slammed the door and left, "Unlucky!"
Wang Dashi waited for the seniors to go far away, fastened the door like a thief, and put his ear on the door, but he didn't hear the footsteps, so he let go of the shock in his heart, wiped his mouth, and smiled secretly gratefully. He didn't have the slightest awareness that those cakes were bought with his money. This kind of mud that can't support the wall seems to be a normal thing to be bullied. Wang Dashi glanced at the empty table and was dumbfounded. At this moment Xu Fengnian raised his hand and put the missing pastry that he had touched at a critical moment back on the table. Wang Dashi ran back to the table and sat down, so grateful that he didn't know what to say.
Xu Fengnian, who had done a good deed invisibly, was still expressionless, and he was not close to Wang Dashi. He just pulled the chair to the window and closed his eyes to rest, like an old monk in meditation.
In the first-class wing, Liu Nirong sat around the table with her master Xiao Qiang, guest Qing Gongsun Yang, and a steward surnamed Hong.
Xiao Qiang, with a sheath and two swords lying on the table, said with a soft smile, "Nirong, please carefully talk about the swordsmanship routines of that white-clothed swordsman. Those little bastards spoke vaguely, and couldn't make out any eyebrows."
Liu Nirong and Xiao Qiang have practiced swordsmanship for many years, and since childhood, they have been fascinated by their grandfather Liu's gang leader and various masters. Sword, suspended in the air and strokes slowly.
Xiao Qiang is not that famous swordsman, with two swords in one sheath, the most powerful thing is that after the sheath is unsheathed, the two swords of mother and son can use the momentum to circle around him like a pair of swallows within ten feet, with both offensive and defensive capabilities. Of course, this is not the superior swordsmanship The supernatural power of controlling the sword is a tricky sword move. Xiao Qiang laughs at himself that he is not in the eyes of a master of swordsmanship at all, but in the eyes of the Yulong gang, it is already an extremely mysterious skill. Even the well-informed Liu Nirong sincerely admires it. A single sword hovers within a three-foot range, and it looks useless, and it is useless to fight against the enemy.
Xiao Qiang is one of the few masters of the Yulong Gang who can be ranked second-rate in Lingzhou Wulin. He is not far from the first-line leader of the old gang leader Liu. He is the veritable number one swordsman in the gang. Qiang is not a mistake.
When Xiao Qiang heard Liu Nirong finish the martial arts competition, he smiled and said: "If the master guessed correctly, then the swordsman in white is Cheng Yiche, who is very popular in the frontier at the moment. He thought it was a three-legged cat kungfu to fool the common people, but he never thought that he is really good. It's a pity that this one left in a hurry, otherwise you can really meet friends with swordsmanship, and it would be even better if you can join my fish and dragon gang as guest ministers."
Liu Nirong sighed lightly: "It's a pity."
Xiao Qiang glanced at Gongsun Yang with a dull face, and said with a smile: "This Cheng Yiche is as good as he is, and he is still inferior to our old boring gourd. Ni Rong, your Uncle Gongsun..."
Gongsun Yang raised his eyelids with difficulty, his expression calm, interrupted his old friend Xiao Qiang's revealing, waved his hand and said: "Don't mention things that don't exist."
Xiao Qiang said helplessly: "I haven't said that yet!"
Gongsun Yang bent over and stood up, softly said: "Miss, I'll go back to my room first."
Liu Nirong got up to see her off, but was stopped by Gongsun Yang shaking his head, and he walked out of the house alone. The Yulong Gang knew that this grand guest had damp poison on his right toe, and it was difficult to walk. It was said that he could not even pull out the heel of his shoe when he was sleeping, so he walked with a slight limp and didn't show up much. Among those senior figures, this one didn't even accept a single apprentice. He only heard that the old guy could use five arrows in a row, but no one had the chance to witness it with his own eyes. The big horned bow hung on the wall all year round. I don't know if it's just for show. After Gongsun Yang left, Xiao Qiang revealed some secret past events, and Liu Nirong learned that Gongsun Yang once rode a horse into the city, grabbed the city gate with both hands and lifted a fierce horse into the air. If this is the case, Uncle Gongsun was not inferior to her grandfather at all when he was at the peak, but I don’t know if his realm has regressed in these years. Liu Nirong knows that martial arts is a journey, sailing against the current, a day of slack will waste a month of effort, just like a pearl covered in dust After a long time, if you wipe it again, it will not be as round and pearly as before. The so-called old pearls are yellow. This is the truth. Pearls also have lives, and the realm of martial arts also has spirituality that can only be understood and cannot be expressed. It cannot withstand any squandering.
Xiao Qiang hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Ni Rong, I saw a familiar figure from the back on the street today as a teacher."
Liu Nirong's heart skipped a beat, and she asked in a low voice, "Master's enemy?"
Xiao Qiang nodded: "One is not troublesome, but I am afraid that several people will get together."
Liu Nirong smiled calmly and said: "What are you afraid of? The inn is only so far away from the pass. They still dare to make trouble openly. Besides, Master and Uncle Gongsun are at the finale. This group of rats, come and kill one, come two and kill a pair, Come and kill all three."
Xiao Qiang was also infected by Liu Nirong's tone, and he surged up a heroic spirit that had been concealed by his stagnation, and said with a smile: "My generation of swordsmen should have this heroic spirit. Nirong, your realm in the future will definitely be higher than that of being a teacher. !"
Liu Nirong smiled slightly.
It's just that when night fell, the Fish and Dragons couldn't laugh anymore.
The original intention was to live in a busy city, so that the scumbags who hid in the dark and couldn't see the light would feel scruples, but who knew that they were caught by others.
Liu Nirong stood at the window, her face was pale, the torches outside the inn were shining like day in the night, there were as many as three forces that had plans for the Fish Dragon Gang, one was the enemy of the second gang leader Xiao Qiang, there were five or six people, and they didn't ride horses. Obviously, he wanted to take advantage of Xiao Qiang's last trip to the rivers and lakes before washing his hands, and avenge this revenge. Jianghu has its own unwritten rules, generally there are three. The first golden rule is that generations of enmity can still be avenged by descendants, but generally it does not harm wives and daughters. Shameless, a chivalrous man, within his ability, is more likely to take action to teach him a lesson. Besides, being a teacher for one day and being a father for the rest of your life, not to mention the "family slaves of the three surnames" who change their families at will, even if they just change a master, no matter what the reason is, it will be a lifelong stain, so the matter of apprenticeship is almost a person in the world The top priority is not to lose to the scholars and crowns in the scholar forest. The third rule is that once the retirement ceremony is completed, the golden basin is placed, and the water in the bowl is poured out, all ordinary grievances and grievances will be voided.
The second force is not unexpected. It is a woman with a sable forehead in the daytime, and everyone rides a horse.
The last one almost made the Yulong Gang despair, feeling like a thunderbolt, it turned out to be Zhou Ziru, the eldest son of Guan Ai Zhechong's deputy lieutenant, followed by eight or nine cavalry and more than twenty infantry soldiers.
Zhou Ziru's handsome face was shining brightly under the light of the fire, he looked at Liu Nirong on the second floor, and said slowly: "Catch the bandits, and the idlers will retreat on their own."
Diao Fu's woman has no scruples in her words and deeds, and she has no scruples about whether the fish and dragon gang in the inn will hear it, Jiao Didi said: "Mr. Zhou, it's agreed, the woman surnamed Liu belongs to you, and the little brother under her who wears a single knife, can you?" Don't get hurt at all."
Zhou Ziru frowned and didn't reply.
The vaguely displeased woman twitched the corners of her mouth, suppressed the disrespectful words that had reached her lips, sat charmingly and lazily on the horse, with one hand on her waist, and her index finger rhythmically tapping the tattoo on the jade belt buckle.
At this border, who can escape Miss Ben's grasp
Why can men have three thousand beauties in the harem, but us women are not allowed to have the top three hundred
Miss Ben just wants it!