Me and my Jianghu Tavern

Perhaps this is why she always feels close to Zhang Ming when she sees him. Whether it's talking or drinking, she can always calm down, as if she has an inexplicable aura about her.

"I will gradually understand." Zhang Ming said.

"Guest officer, your mutton and wine!"

"Let's eat something first."

"it is good."

Walk around and see, not just walk around and see.

When I was in the tavern, I was already leisurely and carefree, but walking outside, I naturally had to see everything.

There are all kinds of things in this world, half of which is in things.

The other half is in people.

Chapter 317: The more you drink, the more boring you are

Jianghu Tavern.

The shopkeeper of the tavern is always absent, and Jiang Rou can be regarded as an old drinker of the tavern. She hasn't seen the tavern very much since about two months.

The first time she saw Monk Nian'an, she was a little surprised, wondering why Zhang Ming had found a monk to visit the tavern.

This monk is also very weird, seemingly easy-going, but it always gives people a weird feeling. Jiang Rou can't help but look at this monk every day when she comes here to drink, she always feels weird, but she can't tell what's wrong Strange.

Besides, this tavern, compared to before, is now less and less interesting.

There are only a few people who come to drink, and there are fewer and fewer.

I don't have the feeling I had when I was drinking.

These days, only Xiong Wanwan and Jiang Rou came to the tavern in the morning, and left after drinking, waiting for no one to come.

A pot of plum wine, a pot of generals.

The two sat down casually, and the monk Nian'an served the wine.

Jiang Rou stopped Nian An and asked, "Well, when will shopkeeper Zhang come back?"

"It should be soon." Nian An replied.

Jiang Rou nodded when she heard the reply, and then greeted Nian An to leave.

She poured the wine for herself, looked at the plum blossom wine in the glass, and was slightly absent-minded.

Xiong Wanwan took a sip of the general's line, and seeing Jiang Rou beside her was thinking about traveling, she couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with my sister? What are you thinking?"

Jiang Rou sighed and said, "Sister, the more you drink this wine, the more boring it becomes."

"Why? The taste of the wine has not changed."

"That's not what I said." Jiang Rou propped her chin.

In the past, there were many drinkers chatting with her, she would find it very interesting, and some interesting things happened in the tavern every day, but now it was different.

Jiang Rou propped her chin, and said cautiously: "The shopkeeper is idle, and now he doesn't even care about the tavern."

Xiong Wanwan also felt that what Jiang Rou said was very reasonable, the tavern is indeed not as good as it used to be.

But there is no way to do it, the shopkeeper of Jianghu Tavern is not in a hurry.

In the final analysis, this matter is still the reason of the shopkeeper.

"Don't talk about that." Xiong Wanwan asked, "Sister, how is your illness?"

"It's all right." Jiang Rou replied: "After the meridians were unblocked, Uncle Zhang taught me some ways to operate the internal force, and now there is no serious problem."

"That's fine."

Jiang Rou changed her voice and said, "I'm going back to Xuzhou in a few days."

Xiong Wanwan looked at her, and Jiang Rou explained: "Last time, Daddy told Brother Shu to come to Jian'an to look for me. It has been half a year since I came to Jian'an, and I have to go back. From now on, my sister can't accompany her to drink. "

Xiong Wanwan smiled, waved her hand and said, "It's okay."

"Sister drinks."

"it is good."

At the counter, Monk Nian'an glanced sideways, but shook his head silently, and stopped paying attention.

He didn't come here to drink often before, and he didn't know how the tavern had changed.

But according to what they said, the tavern is indeed not as good as it used to be.

But this can't be blamed on Zhang Ming, Zhang Ming is not a master in charge of things, besides, he is a variable in this world, and many things can't go according to his wishes.

He is also human, so he can't control so many things.

On the steps at the entrance of the tavern, the old man sitting was looking at the official road.

"drink wine?"

Uncle Zhang glanced back at the monk behind him, but quickly turned his head away. He couldn't afford to offend the shopkeeper, and he couldn't offend this monk even more. It would be best if he didn't offend.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Nian An sat down and asked again: "Is the tavern really worse than before?"

"Yes." Zhang Bo replied.

He is a servant of the Jiang family, and he has been with Jiang Rou for more than half a year in this tavern. He has seen with his own eyes that the number of guests in the tavern is getting less and less.

As Jiang Rou said, this wine is indeed getting more and more boring.

In the past, Uncle Zhang could still listen to the chatter of the drinkers in the tavern, but now only the loneliness of the official road remained.

Nian An was silent for a moment, then said: "Maybe, they are just busy."

He shouldn't worry about this, but now that he is guarding the tavern for Zhang Ming, he should naturally pay attention to it.

If it was an ordinary tavern, it would be a matter of counting for Nian An, but this is Zhang Ming's tavern. He did the calculation once, but the calculation was blank, so he could only listen and ask.

He also saw a lot of drinkers in the tavern.

Gu Qingshan, Gongsun Yu, Liang Shurong, Shu Zihan...

As Nian An said, it's not that they stopped coming to the tavern.

It's because they are all busy.

"When they are all done, they will come back." Nian An said with a smile.

Uncle Zhang glanced sideways at the monk, but he didn't know what he was talking about, so he ignored it, and then looked at the empty official path.

On the side of this official road, the Jianghu Tavern has almost passed a spring and autumn.

.........

But at this moment, Zhang Ming on the road didn't know the changes in the tavern.

Zhang Ming didn't go further south, and turned back at the wine shop. At the fork in the road, the donkey walked towards the road leading to Xuzhou.

"Has the shopkeeper ever been to Xuzhou?" Su Tan asked.

Zhang Ming shook his head and replied, "No, but there are two drinkers in the tavern from Xuzhou, and I heard them talk about it."

This is also his first visit to Xuzhou.

I don't know how far the journey is. I heard from the Xiaoer that it would take three to five days to travel, but I think it won't take long.

Xuzhou is located in an important water conservancy route, but also because there are many rivers and it is located downstream, there have been many floods and frequent floods. Even so, Xuzhou has also created outstanding people and beautiful scenery.

The rushing Yellow River rushes down with huge waves of mud and sand. Somewhere on the banks of the Yellow River, the roaring torrent surges out, seeming to overwhelm mountains and swallow everything on this land.

The donkey stood by the embankment, retreating half a step, not daring to go forward. Such a scene made its hair stand on end.

The nine-bend Yellow River is full of sand, and the waves and winds travel from the end of the world.

Here is the bank of the Yellow River.

Intimidating.

"That's..." Zhang Ming paused.

Su Tan followed Zhang Ming's gaze.

But in the rushing waves of the Yellow River, there is a bamboo raft standing upright, passing through the waves. This person is holding a bamboo paddle, paddling the waves, and walking on the rushing Yellow River.

The people on the bamboo raft turned their heads to look at the shore, and saw Zhang Ming on the shore.

"Take my sword!"

But I saw this person stroked his hand and called out the long sword at his waist.

He raised his hand and slashed at Zhang Ming who was on the shore.

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, thinking that this person was waiting for him here.

Jianguang is like the turbulent Yellow River, rushing down thousands of miles, and already has the momentum of the Yellow River.

Zhang Ming frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to embrace Su Tan behind him.

Holding the jade sword in his hand, he slashed at the sword light.

"break!"

With a soft shout, two beams of sword energy exploded above the Yellow River.

The water of the Yellow River was cut in half by the aftermath of these two sword qis, and a path was created in the Yellow River.

Chapter 318: The World's Famous Sword Comes Out of the Sword Pavilion

"not bad!"

The human said a word, propped up the bamboo raft, and swam away along the water of the Yellow River.

Zhang Ming on the shore looked at the figure going away on the bamboo raft, a little puzzled.

"Who is this person?" Su Tan asked with a frown.

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it before."

But taking the sword just now as an example, this person is not unusual, he must be a well-known swordsman in this Jianghu.

However, Zhang Ming didn't know why he was waiting here.

Or just to test it out.

In the end, this person left two words "not bad" and commented on Zhang Ming's sword.

Presumably this person is very confident in his swordsmanship, maybe even higher than Zhang Ming's.

Moreover, that sword seemed to have the momentum of the Yellow River, but it didn't look like it, but it gave Zhang Ming a sense of oppression. Zhang Ming had tried the sword with many people, and Li Qingfeng, a half-step sword fairy, did not give him such an oppression. Feeling, this person's sword has already become powerful.

Zhang Ming didn't think about who this person was, got on the donkey, turned around and said, "Let's go."

Su Tan glanced at the direction where the swordsman on the Yellow River was leaving, stretched his eyebrows, mounted his horse, turned around and followed Zhang Ming.

Such a change made Zhang Ming vigilant.

Could this happen by chance?

I'm afraid someone already knew about this trip to Xuzhou. He doesn't care about Mr. Civet Cat's reputation, but it doesn't mean that other people will care.

Soldiers come to block the water and cover it with soil, which can always be solved.

On the Yellow River, the swordsman standing on the bamboo raft swung his sword across the river, and all the turbulent waves receded, walked on the Yellow River, and headed for the Wei River.

.........

Before Daozong Mountain Gate.

Xu Yi raised his head and looked towards the mountain gate.

One thousand and eight steps continued to the top of the mountain, but he just glanced at it, as if he had no intention of stepping up.

Chu Hang glanced sideways at Xu Yi, and asked, "Little Taoist priest, you've already reached the mountain gate, so you don't plan to go back and have a look?"

Xu Yi shook his head and said, "No, the master said, if you don't live in the mundane world, you can't return to the mountain."