The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 276

The cold wind is like a knife. On an official road leading to Jiankang, snowflakes as light as velvet drift with the wind, whitening the wilderness on both sides, making the vast land and the distant sky the same color, without distinction between each other.

There was the sound of creaking wheels, and an old man in a cotton robe with a wrinkled face and a whip in his hand drove a donkey cart full of firewood and hay slowly forward.

On top of the stacks of firewood and haystacks, a young man was lying on his back with his head resting on his arms, his eyes facing the snowy white sky, motionless, as if he had lost his soul.

The young man has ordinary facial features, except for his delicate skin. He also carries a long martial body wrapped in cloth strips on his back. It is either a knife or a sword. He is obviously a man in the Jianghu.

"Yuyu, little brother, there is a tavern in front, would you like to go in and have a cup of hot wine to warm yourself up?"

The old man grabbed the exhausted donkey and turned to ask the young man behind him. This young man is very generous. He can earn a coin if he is dropped off to Jiankang. Now that there is a tavern, he is eager to express his concern road.

"Tavern? That's okay, the old man has a heart, thank you."

The young man didn't know how to move, he jumped lightly, flew down from the high firewood stack, landed lightly, stretched his waist, stretched his muscles and bones, his eyes gradually changed from dull to full of brilliance, fierce and terrifying.

The young man bowed his hands to thank the old man, and strode forward to the tavern in front of him. The old man smiled and nodded, and also drove the donkey cart forward, preparing to feed the little black donkey some fodder and water, and take a rest.

This person is exactly Xiang Yang, but at the moment he is wearing a human skin mask. Not only does his face look like a teenager in his [-]s, but his appearance has also changed drastically. His handsome face has become ordinary, which makes him secretly amazed at the so-called human skin mask.

According to Lu Da, there are two kinds of human skin masks, one is made of real human skin, which is very rare, and it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake when worn on the face, and the other is the one he is wearing now, made of special materials Although the finished mask is not as good as the previous one, it is still very rare.

There was no need for Xiang Yang to wear a human skin mask to hide his identity. After all, he is still an unknown person in the world, and no one knows him. It's just that it is a rare thing, and Xiang Yang can't keep his stomach. Oil, wearing smug.

"It's easy to use, but it can't be worn for too long, otherwise it will stick to the skin and cause damage to the face. What is it made of, so magical?"

Xiang Yang touched his face, it was cold and delicate and elastic, it was no different from real leather, but a little harder, with this material, what kind of human skin mask would you want to sell real dolls?

Secretly complaining, Xiang Yang walked to the door of the tavern, listened to the noisy voice inside, lifted the thick curtain, pushed open the wooden door, and a smell of alcohol mixed with heat rushed in, which was very warm.

The layout of the tavern is no different from that in the county seat. There are five or six tables seated at a dozen tables. There is a fishing charcoal stove in the center, from which the heat is emitted, and a large jar of shochu is warmed on it.

"Guests, please come inside quickly. It's still too cold outside. I don't know what you want to order? The sauced beef and salt-baked chicken feet in the shop are very famous."

Seeing Xiang Yang push the door and enter, a young man with a white scarf on his shoulders and a face full of pimples stooped forward and patted the snow on Xiang Yang's clothes.

"Okay, let's have a pot of shochu and a plate of sauced beef. By the way, there is an old man outside. You will take care of it for me, and I will pay for it."

Xiang Yang nodded, although he was smiling, because he was wearing a human skin mask, his expression was a little stiff, and he threw a silver ingot into the hands of the servant. It was not heavy, but it was more than enough to spend here.

Seeing the money, a figure with a strong fragrance sprang out from the counter. It smelled like sweet-scented osmanthus. The light red clothes looked very charming. A bamboo chopsticks in the black hair on the top of the head acted as a hosta. He was about 30 years old. The woman is not beautiful, but very attractive.

"Guest officer, wait a moment, Xiao Linzi, go to the back kitchen to prepare beef first."

Xiang Yang walked slowly, met the eyes of the other table people, came to sit upright at a table near the charcoal stove, put his hands on the table, closed his eyes and said nothing.

At this time, the originally noisy tavern sounded again. Except for a businessman who seemed to be a family of three, the few tables were almost all Jianghu people holding swords. The martial arts may not be high, but the voice must be loud enough.

Xiang Yang's heart is as calm as water. Recently, he practiced the scriptures of trance, and often chewed the scriptures carefully. On the contrary, he has made a lot of progress in his state of mind, and has a little more understanding of trance meditation.

"Have you heard? Wei Ye and Wei Shaoxia killed more than a dozen looting horse thieves yesterday, and his sword skills are not inferior to those of Guan Lao and Young.

And this time he saved the eldest lady of the Wu family in Jiankang, a hero who saved the beauty. Ms. Xu of the Wu family is very fond of Wei Shaoxia, and she has already asked someone to kiss her. "

A man who was sweating profusely and held a large drinking bowl envied his bulging black-haired pectoral muscles. He tore the cooked food in his mouth as he spoke, as if what was in his mouth was not meat, but the Miss Wu family. .

"Who said it wasn't? However, the suppression of the bandits was not all smooth sailing. The three eminent monks of Baiyu Temple were ambushed by the Lu family's two lions and the four bandits, and almost died.

Fortunately, they were rescued by experts from the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and they escaped. Let me tell you, the gathering of people in Xiaolianyunzhai is the trend of the times. If the Dazhou army does not come forward, it cannot be suppressed at all. "

The person at the same table is quite refined, but his eyes are cold and vicious, like the eyes of a snake, which makes people shudder.

"What's the use of saying this? The key is which side we want to help. Xiaolianyunzhai has let out rumors that the sixteenth road horse bandits have been taken under their hands, and the establishment of the system has recruited talents wantonly. Brothers might as well vote for Zhang Dazhai of Xiaolianyunzhai host."

A man with a big pancake face at another table tentatively said, his voice was not too loud, but it caused the hall to lose all voice in an instant. It's not impossible to cast a thief, but it depends on whether the thief can grow strong and whether the future can be expected.

"Yongfan, stop talking nonsense, are you drinking too much? Eat your food."

The tablemate with the big pancake face is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with thick hands and feet, a pair of fierce eyes, his breathing is like swallowing clouds, and his internal strength is not shallow. In a word, that big pancake face named Yongfan dare not fart One, Nuo Nuo a few times, drank in silence.

"Brother Yang, why bother to get angry? Brother Yongfan just made an unintentional mistake, and there are no people from the government around, so it's okay.

However, this is not impossible to consider. Everyone knows that Xiaolianyunzhai is a branch of Lianyunzhai. If Lianyunzhai can become a climate like the Dajiang Gang, instead of only relying on a few village masters to settle down in a corner like it is now, It might be a good thing that we voted for them. "

This is the words of an ugly middle-aged man at the desk of the big man with chest hair. This person has a blue birthmark on half of his face, and in his hand is a shiny silver judge's pen, which is quite heavy.

People in the Jianghu generally seek fame and wealth, and they naturally hope to achieve something. As for Xiao Lianyunzhai being a thief, that doesn't matter.

"This brother's words are wrong. Although you are people in the Jianghu, you are also bound by the law of the king. How can you join the thieves and waste your skills?
I think it's better to help the government to kill the thieves, maybe you can get a decent status by this, either join the army or enter the government, and if you don't help the gods, it's a hundred times better than falling into the grass. "

The man who seemed to be a merchant ignored the worried eyes his wife gave him, and stood up and said proudly.

This person is not tall, not outstanding in appearance, and weak in physique. He looks like an ordinary person, but he has the courage to interrupt and refute those people, which can be called bold.

The gangsters at those tables were furious, especially the ugly middle-aged, with a hint of bloodthirsty flashing in their eyes, and with a stroke of their right hand, the judge's pen was about to splatter blood on the spot.

Most people in Jianghu were lawless, and he was obviously one of the best when he said what he said about joining Xiaolian Yunzhai just now. Everyone present thought that the middle-aged merchant would suffer.

At this moment, there was the sound of horseshoes slamming outside the tavern, and there was a loud howling sound, obviously a lot of people came.

(End of this chapter)