Martial arts world explorer

Chapter 108
"Qianjiashan Guo Jing Zhaohui, day by day Jianglou sits in Cuiwei. Fishermen in Xinsu are still ordinary, and swallows are flying in Qingqiu.

Kuang Heng's fame and reputation are poor, and Liu Xiangchuan has violated his mind.Classmates are young and not cheap, and Wuling's clothes and horses are self-deprecating and fat. "

"This son is very interested. The old man has not heard anyone recite poetry for more than ten years."

A hunchback walked over slowly and whispered a few words of praise.

Sun Tuozi seldom talked to people on weekdays, but for some reason today, Lin Xuan recited a few lines of poems, and then took the initiative to go forward.

Lin Xuan pointed to a deserted manor and said: "Seven Scholars and three candidates were born there, and there was no ten-year window, so how could they be named on the gold list, but it's a pity that they didn't know the people, and they ended up like this. It's a pity, a pity. "

Sun Tuozi stopped talking, he didn't like talking at all, and when he saw the manor Lin Xuan was pointing at, he didn't want to talk even more.

The original name of the manor was Li Yuan, which was the residence of the Li family.

Li's family is a scholarly family, with seven Jinshi in one school, father and son three Tanhua, one of them is not only Wen Tanhua, but also Wu Tanhua, who is famous all over the world, that is wealth that ordinary people dare not even imagine.

It's just that this Tanhualang didn't know who he was, and in the end, Li Yuan became Guiyunzhuang.

More than a year ago, the reputation of the owner of Guiyun Villa, Long Xiaoyun, was discredited, and the owner of Shaozhuang Village, Long Xiaoyun, died unexpectedly.

So there is a terrible legend in the rivers and lakes, this place is a haunted house!

Anyone who has been here, no matter if he is an eminent monk, a rare scholar, or a stunning beauty, as long as they walk through this gate, they will not have good results in their lives.

Outside the back wall of this "haunted house", there is a small alley, which is dusty when the wind blows and muddy when it rains. The high walls block the sun, and the alley hardly sees sunlight all year round.

But no matter how humble and dark the place is, there are people living silently!

Maybe it's because they have nowhere else to go, maybe it's because they're tired of life and would rather hide in a place like this and be forgotten.

Sun Tuozi is such a person. He has already completed his so-called "mission" and could have left a long time ago, but he chose to stay here and continue to be the owner of a small chicken feather shop.

What is a chicken feather shop?

It is a place specially for homeless people who have no food to live in.

Find a large piece of thin wooden boards, dip chicken feathers on the wooden boards, one or two inches thin, and three to five inches thick. When sleeping at night, people lie down on the Datong bunk and put down the wooden boards. This is the quilt.

Hay is spread underneath and chicken feathers are covered on top, so it is called a chicken feather shop.

The wooden planks are heavy, and if the clips are not placed in advance, it is easy to crush people to death, and the smell of chicken feathers is extremely unpleasant.

But this is an indescribable enjoyment for those poor tramps.

Therefore, if you go out to work, or do petty theft, if you have spare money, those people will give a part to the boss.

This is the last place they have shelter and they will do their best to maintain it.

Such a place, Lin Xuan and other noble sons should not have come, but Lin Xuan came, not only Lin Xuan came, but also several groups of martial arts people came here.

These people wield knives and swords, with fierce faces, they are very difficult to mess with at first sight.

Sun Tuozi ignored this, and just used his very poor craftsmanship to stir-fry a few dishes and serve them up.

Fortunately, none of the people who came came for dinner, except for Lin Xuan and a pair of grandparents, everyone seemed restless.

Lin Xuan looked at these people with a few smiles in his eyes.

These people are short-sighted but bold, and death is not a pity, but their presence means that Shangguan Jinhong is about to come out of the arena again.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan suddenly felt a little bored, took out a small knife and trimmed his nails carefully.

It must be done slowly. If it is done quickly, it will be boring after ten fingers are done.

Lin Xuan was bored and looked at the pair of grandparents and grandchildren.

The old man was gray-haired, dressed in a blue shirt, and was smoking a dry pipe in his mouth.

The granddaughter wears two big black and bright braids.

In this era, except for nuns, every woman can wear braids, but this girl with braids has the best-looking braids, even Lin Xianer is not as good as hers.

Apart from the two braids, the most eye-catching thing is her eyes, a pair of big watery eyes, which are darker and brighter than the braids.

The hibiscus comes out of the clear water and is carved naturally.

She was so pure, seeing her, Lin Xuan's bad mood of guarding a few trash at night improved a lot.

It's too boring for a group of people to huddle in a chicken feather shop and have a drink. A purple-faced boy asked the braided girl to sing a few words or tell a book, just to make some noise and have some fun.

The old man took a few puffs of his cigarette and said, "Granddaughter, who do you think has the strongest sword skills in this world?"

"Of course it's Xiao Li Tan Hua and Xiao Li Fei Dao. They are not in vain. Until now, no one has been able to avoid it."

"Unfortunately, he is dead."

"Who can kill him?"

"For himself, if a person's heart is dead, what difference is there between being alive and dead?"

The purple-faced boy joked: "That's not right. Even if Li Tanhua is still alive, he won't be the number one swordsman in the world. The third-ranked weapon list is Lin Xuan who single-handedly challenged Shaolin."

The old man glanced at Lin Xuan at the side, and said softly, "Lin Xuan himself admitted that he couldn't dodge that knife."

"Who knows if this is true or not, the girl is willing to talk about Lin Xuan."

The old man interjected, "There's nothing to say."

"why?"

"Because he lived in seclusion after leaving Shaolin, and now that he has reentered the arena, it won't be long before he will set off a new storm."

"Is he going to challenge the top two in the weapon spectrum?"

"No, it's just that someone wants to stir up a storm, and they will never let go of the world's first knife."

"How do you know he has come out of the mountain again?" The purple-faced boy shouted.

"Because the old man is not blind even though he is old and dim."

"You mean we're all blind?"

A tall, thin man sneered and said, "You are not blind, you are dead, you are going to die, what's the use of knowing so much."

This man had a long horse face, with a blue birthmark on his face, which looked extremely ugly.

As soon as these words came out, it made people feel even colder, like a horse-faced ghost in the underworld.

"Do you know who we are?"

"'White-Haired Monkey' Hu Fei, 'Hercules' Duan Kaishan, 'Iron Spear Little Overlord' Yang Chengzu, 'Water Snake' Hu Mei and 'Nanshan Twin Tigers' Han brothers!"

Yang Chengzu was that purple-faced boy, who heard the words and shouted loudly: "Who dares to kill me!"

Before the words were finished, a pear blossom gun had already been stabbed out.

The pear flower spear is a spear technique created by Yang Miaozhen, the wife of Li Quan, the leader of the Red Coat Army in the late Southern Song Dynasty.

Yang Chengzu's spear should have half the power of his ancestors.

(End of this chapter)