The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 154 Gossip

In the scorching summer, what else can compete with the scorching sun?

Maybe there are only shooting stars.

Doom!

It was the sound of someone falling to the ground.

It was also the echo from Wang Kui's heart after the sound entered his ears.

No, no, Lao Ge is so angry, it's fine if you can't get the ten thousand taels of silver, don't get yourself into trouble!

Tremblingly, Wang Kui put down the ax that was held in front of him, blocking his view, but saw a white light shining in front of him, making it difficult to look directly at it.

After squinting, he noticed that a black spot in the dazzling brilliance was rapidly enlarging. His intuition of more than twenty years told Wang Kui that danger was approaching, but he couldn't move. The extremely cold breath released by the black spot froze his figure, and his skill was enough to break free, but it was too late, the sword had already entered his neck.

Wang Kui saw clearly that the black dot in front of him was the white-clothed young man he had just bumped into at the gate of the city. He also saw that it was none other than his fellow disciple Ge Hongtu who fell on the ground. He had no intention of thinking about the rest. It's not that he doesn't want to, it's just that his life is over.

When Jiang Yichen retracted his sword and turned around, he could only catch a glimpse of the afterimage of the man in brocade clothing floating gracefully into the west city gate. How could this be a cripple who had lost all his martial arts?

Jiang Yichen shook his head and smiled wryly. He worked hard to help people solve their troubles, and was even stained with blood, but others were extremely wary of him, and quietly slipped away without saying a word. Oh, forget it, let’s go into the city first to find out who the nearest evil door is. Situation.

It can be said that the man in brocade clothes has entered a safety island. At least under the blue sky and under the eyes of the government, no one dares to make any mistakes. After all, this is the capital city near the border. dreaded.

Of course, Jinzhou City is not an absolute safe island, at least in the west of Jinzhou City, as long as there is no big commotion, no one will hear or see what happened there.Another special case is Jinzhou at night. If it wasn't for the earth shaking, the barbarians invaded, as long as the lives of the people in the government were not threatened, otherwise, they would turn a deaf ear to it.

There are many places where you can inquire about information. You can find out all sorts of things by picking anyone on the street, but if you want to inquire about the information you want quietly, you have to look for places that are already full of people. These places are nothing more than restaurants, tea shops, wine shops or gambling houses, Fengyanlou.

A person who has never even touched dice, let alone any craft, Jiang Yichen has never touched dice, the gambling house is incompatible with him, and he will never go there to expose his ignorance and suspicion.

Jiang Yichen was ashamed to go to Fengyanlou, after all, the scene of entering Gusu Yichun Courtyard by mistake is still vivid in his memory. He is not afraid of women, but he is afraid of being misled by the drinks that women put into his mouth.

Speaking of alcohol, even after a year of hangover on Xishan Island, Jiang Yichen's alcohol capacity is not good. No matter what kind of alcohol it is, he will be dazzled within three sips. When training hard in the windless forest, Feng has already seen it.

Ever since, the only places Jiang Yichen could go to were restaurants and tea shops.

As long as you have the heart, you can capture valuable information from gossip in twos and threes.

In the inner city of Jinzhou, only people from the government can ride horses. Jiang Yichen, who was walking on foot among the crowds, suddenly heard a yell in his ear.

"Fat meat is not greasy after eating, lean meat has no dregs and is full of oil, you don't need to bite the meat to rot, and the lingering fragrance will last for a long time after eating. The authentic Qindi flavored pork bun with cured sauce, the film is crispy and fragrant. There are more than 30 kinds of meat. The seasoning is secret, handed down from the ancestors till now, the cured meat is 'fat but not greasy, thin but not firewood, full of oil and fragrance', it is really the king of steamed buns, a must in Zhongzhou, don't miss it when you pass by! Eh, this objective , and come in and take a look, taste it, and you will be satisfied." In a small shop next to the street, Xiao Er is trying his best to attract customers.

The smell of wine was still afraid that the alley was deep, and there was no way to tell the newcomers. No matter what, the grunting in his belly made Jiang Yichen stop and walked towards the store.

The snacks from Qin came to Jinzhou for sale, probably because of the war. Fortunately, the distance between the two places is not too far, and there is not much difference in folk customs, but they are delicious.

The shop is not big, just filled with five or six tables and chairs neatly.

But there were quite a few people in the store, except for the shopkeeper and two waiters, the rest of the dozen or so customers could only squeeze together a few people at a table, and it was a little bit easier.

This also shows that the taste of this Roujiamo should be good.

Jiang Yichen asked for a meat bun with cured sauce, added a bowl of noodles with sauce, and ate it contentedly. He is not a picky person. When it comes to eating, it is best if it is delicious, otherwise, wild fruits and wild vegetables can also handle it, so , his mind was not on eating, but on listening.

There were three people eating at the same table with Jiang Yichen. This was the seat he chose deliberately. These three people happened to be familiar with each other, and those who are familiar with each other can't help but chat a few words when eating, ranging from trivial matters, Neighborhood anecdotes, as big as the rumors of the rivers and lakes, the north and the south, small things are talked about because of sorrow and joy, as long as you don't offend others and hurt yourself, you can talk about big things.

And what these three people were talking about happened to be something Jiang Yichen was interested in.

"Hey, old Zhao, you said that the Four Seas League is really rich, 1 taels of silver is enough for ordinary people like us to be happy for most of our lives." Sitting opposite Jiang Yichen was a thin middle-aged man , at this moment he laughed and said, as if immersed in some kind of sweet dream.

"Prosperity? Prosperity...wool." The man called Lao Zhao suddenly lowered his voice, glanced at Jiang Yichen out of the corner of his eye, and found that the boy was still concentrating on sucking noodles, and then he winked to make the two companions move their heads closer, and then Said, "This 1 taels of silver may be worth a year or so for some middle-class sects, but for an alliance, that is really a drop in the bucket. Do you know who they want to arrest? What identity?"

"Isn't he just a poor scholar with a handsome skin?" The person who spoke was sitting next to Jiang Yichen, the largest of the three, with a look of disdain and eagerness on his face, as if as long as this scholar appeared in front of him, he would Then it can be pressed to the ground, and ten thousand taels of silver can be easily obtained.

"Old Sun, Old Sun, don't interrupt, listen to Lao Zhao, listen to Lao Zhao." The skinny man waved his hand.

"Old Sun, Old Qian, you can listen to my advice, don't take the idea of ​​​​those ten thousand taels of silver. It is said that the person who is wanted in the world is a useless scholar who has lost all martial arts, but guess what? This scholar is now It is true that martial arts are useless, but he used to be a martial arts prodigy, the proud son of heaven, and the deputy master of that so-and-so pavilion in the Kyushu Alliance. If he dares to hang out alone, it shows that this person has something to rely on. At least we These ordinary people can't be touched, be careful, don't lose your life in the eyes of Qian." Old Zhao said in a deep voice.

"Hey, old Zhao, I don't like to listen to your earnest words. Wealth and wealth come with risks. Usually, we don't get involved in those who are wanted by the government or rewarded by the rivers and lakes. But if there is this opportunity this time, I still have to fight for it." , if it happens, my grandson will never enjoy it alone, and I will definitely bring you two together, and the three of us will be happy together for the rest of our lives." The old grandson was not happy when he heard it, and hummed.

"Nonsense! Old grandson, old buddies, if you earn money, you have to spend your life. If you earn money, but the people are gone, the money may not be kept and left to the family. It is not worth the gain. You must not Move this delusional thought. Think about it, whoever put this money on is not a small amount, but the person to be arrested is a useless person. Even if you can knock him down, you will not be afraid of the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole. , will others push you down again?" At this point, Lao Zhao believes that Lao Sun will understand.

"Brother Zhao is right. We still have no luck with some money. Grandson, you are right, don't think about it, don't think about it." The look in Lao Qian's eyes was darker than before. Quite a few, it's really sad to want to pinch out a source of money that I thought was easy to get in my heart.

"Well, what Old Sun said is right. I didn't think about it. Hey, life is hard. It's unrealistic to do it once and for all. It's really frustrating." Old Sun scratched his ears, shook his head and sighed.

"We can't touch that ten thousand taels of silver, but there is one thing we can fight for." Old Zhao suddenly lowered his voice, and glanced at the young man in white who was facing him diagonally.

I saw that the young man was full of tea and food, and seemed to be a little sleepy, so he dozed off directly on the table.

"What's the matter?" Lao Qian and Lao Sun approached at the same time and said in unison.

"Old Li from Dishamen let me know some news. Do you remember that five hall masters from Dishamen died in Jinzhou City at night ten days ago?" Old Zhao whispered in a voice that only the three of them could hear.

　Fatty meat is not greasy after eating, and lean meat has no residue and is full of oil. You don't need to bite the meat to rot, and the aftertaste will last for a long time. ——I went to eat Xi’an Roujiamo the night before, and found this advertisement on the packaging bag, which tasted very good, so I brought it here intact. (You can see the deity in [Swinging Sword Picture Records] in Swinging Sword and Killing Demons, welcome to see o(∩_∩)o)

　　

　

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