Me and my Jianghu Tavern

Liang Shurong stepped forward, and suddenly became very playful, wanting to play with the shopkeeper.

So he patted the counter and said viciously: "Hey, how dare you play me!?"

Xiao Qiben was about to fall asleep, and was startled by his slap on the table.

"Meow!" Xiao Qi roared at the white-haired man, furious at being disturbed from sleeping.

Zhang Ming looked up at him and said, "What did I do to you?"

Zhang Ming's face was calm, he couldn't figure out what he was playing with this person.

Before drinking, he told this person that this wine will make you drunk, you are the one who wants to drink it, so what does it have to do with him.

Moreover, it was agreed before that when you get drunk, you will be thrown out, and you have swornly agreed to it, and you will blame him in the end.

Liang Shurong's mouth twitched into a smile, and continued: "I don't care what you play with me, I just want to deal with you, do you have something to say?"

"..." Zhang Ming looked at him as if he was looking at a fool.

Liang Shurong smiled inwardly, and said with a smile: "Boy, what kind of eyes are you looking at?"

Zhang Ming didn't speak, just looked at the white-haired man quietly.

Seeing this, Liang Shurong didn't intend to play anymore, he was just trying to scare the tavern owner, he didn't have any ideas, and it was indeed his own reason.

He curled his lips, waved his hands and said, "It's not interesting, that's fine, I'm just joking, anyway, I used to be considered a respectable person, ahem, a distinguished person, I don't need to haggle over every detail with you, a little tavern owner."

"I see." Zhang Ming put down Xiao Qi, looked up and said.

"However, your wine is really strong. I haven't been drunk for a long time. It's much more comfortable after being drunk. Bring me two more pots of wine during the day."

Upon waking up, Liang Shurong felt that his spirit had improved a lot.

The pain in the back is gone, the legs are not sore, and the fatigue along the way has completely disappeared. He thinks it is the reason of the wine.

Although it is said that he was drunk after the second drink, he still remembers the taste of the first drink clearly.

strong!

You can't smell the aroma of real spirits at all, and you can really taste its hotness only when it enters your throat.

This is the case with drunk tourists.

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "It's not for sale anymore, there are rules in the tavern."

"What rules?" Liang Shurong asked.

"Wall." Zhang Ming pointed to the notice he had posted on the wall.

Liang Shurong looked along the line of sight, and there was a row of characters written crookedly on that piece of paper. It was difficult to recognize what was written without looking carefully. The main reason was that the characters were too ugly.

After reading it for a long time, Liang Shurong finally finished reading the paper.

After reading it, Liang Shurong's face darkened, and You said speechlessly, "I said, are you really here to do business by making this rule?"

Zhang Ming spread his hands, expressing that he was helpless, if he had to say, he didn't bother to ask for such broken rules, what's the use of it.

"Then let me add some money to the head office."

"Snapped."

Liang Shurong clapped one hand on the table, and at some point a gold ingot popped out from under his hand.

He considers himself an alcoholic. When he was young, he liked to drink some poetic wines. He gradually changed his taste and liked to drink strong wines. He has a lot of experience in drinking for more than ten years.

Zhang Ming's pupils shrank when he saw the gold ingot, but he immediately regained his composure, but he still asked curiously.

"Is your gold ingot real?"

The corner of Liang Shurong's mouth twitched, and he said coldly, "What do you think?"

"How about it, let's move your heart, I don't want too much, give me a pot of tourist drunk, um, this name is not bad."

Liang Shurong was full of confidence, after all, who would have trouble with Jin Zi.

Zhang Ming glanced at the gold ingots on the table, about five taels in size, he shook his head and said a few words.

"Not for sale."

"Then... what?" Liang Shurong's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

"I said no sale."

"Shopkeeper, are you kidding me? Do you know how many taels of gold there are here? It's enough to spend your whole life."

Zhang Ming looked up at him, and said calmly, "Not for sale."

Liang Shurong opened his mouth, he wanted to scold something, but couldn't say it.

In his opinion, this kid just has a brain problem. Isn't five taels of gold enough for you to earn? If you don't earn money, what kind of business are you doing?

"Then add another five taels of gold, should I sell it or not?"

"I won't sell if you fill it up."

Liang Shurong frowned, Zhang Ming was under the pressure of the profound realm, and he said coldly, "What do you mean, shopkeeper?"

Zhang Ming frowned, and his heart raised his throat. He really couldn't do anything about the warriors in the Profound Realm. The system could only attack the masters or people above the masters.

However, this person coughed so badly, maybe he was seriously injured. In that case, I don't have to be afraid.

"Brother Zhang."

Suddenly, there was a sound from the door, Gu Qingshan stepped into the tavern, followed by a white-haired old man.

"Huh?" Gu Qingshan frowned, and as soon as he entered the door, he found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere.

Liang Shurong looked for his reputation, but Gu Qingshan was fine.

It's just that when he saw the old man behind Gu Qingshan, his expression instantly became ugly.

The moment he saw the old man, Liang Shurong frowned, clenched his fists under his sleeves, and a memory came to mind.

"Are you the one during the day?"

Gu Qingshan frowned and said, his right hand has touched the long sword at his waist, ready to strike at all times.

Behind him stood an old man with white hair. The old man's hair was messy and his face was full of wrinkles. Fortunately, he was neatly dressed, otherwise he would be a beggar.

Liang Shurong didn't speak, only saw the old man behind Gu Qingshan smiled, showing a row of big yellow teeth, and directly pointed out Liang Shurong's identity.

"Hey, isn't this the master of the magic sect back then, why did he come to Jian'an City?" the old man laughed.

"Demon Gate?" Gu Qingshan was stunned.

Seeing this, Zhang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, whether he was safe or not, he thought it should be.

The old man just said that this white-haired man is from the Demon Sect?Zhang Ming was quite curious about this magic door.

As far as he knew, the magic door in this world seemed to be a little different.

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Chapter 37: Seven Sons of the Demon Sect

Momen is not a sect, but a rivers and lakes force formed by various organizations.

They are connected with each other, as if they are the current righteous way of the world, but the magic gate has launched a leader to unify these forces.

More than 30 years ago, the Demon Sect first emerged and was immediately suppressed by the righteous way of the world and the imperial court. Although it was not completely wiped out, the Demon Sect lost most of it.

The magic gate is not aimed at this Jianghu, more speaking, it is aimed at the imperial court, what they want is this world.

As the saying goes, chivalry is prohibited by martial arts, and Momen is the most typical example, openly standing on the opposite side of the court, providing shelter for many people who have been suppressed by the court and hunted down by the righteous way.

The Demon Sect is not called the Demon Gate, but the Heavenly Punishment League, executing punishment on behalf of the heavens, which means to cleanse the world, but people generally call them the Demon Gate.

Liang Shurong, a character more than ten years ago, there are seven major forces under the Demon Sect, and he Liang Shurong is from one of these seven major forces.

The Momen Jade Flute Palace is a very evil force. It is rumored that the people in the Jade Flute Palace can use the melody to confuse people's minds.

It was once said that the disciples of the Yuxiao Palace used a long flute to make more than 300 people kill each other. Those who were bewitched by the sound of the flute slaughtered their companions. Yu killed Yu Yong, irrational and painless. The scene is not bloody. The sea wailed everywhere.

Having said that, no one has ever seen the disciples of Yuxiao Palace. After all, everyone in the Demon Sect is shouting and beating, and they dare not show their heads at all.

But 13 years ago, a young man who used Xiao suddenly appeared in the Jianghu. Only then did people in the Jianghu know that the rumors about Yuxiao Palace were not false at all.

This made Yuxiao's young man Liang Shurong.

The six major forces of the righteous way of the rivers and lakes walk in the world, and so do the seven major forces of the Demon Sect, but they don't call them walking, but "Xingzi".

There was no Xingzi in Momen, but it was hurt by a great battle with the Jianghu court 30 years ago, and it only recovered a lot more than ten years ago.

The magic gate has not been moved for many years, and it has lost its power. The world has almost forgotten the existence of the magic gate, so it imitated the forces of the rivers and lakes, and came up with the term "Xingzi".

And Liang Shurong was the first 'Punisher' launched by Yuxiao Palace.

On behalf of the Tianxingmeng, he traveled around the Jianghu, propagandized the ideas of the Tianxingmeng, and deterred the forces in the Jianghu.

There are a total of seven people like Liang Shurong, who come from the seven major forces under the Demon Sect, but... the fate of these seven people is a bit miserable, that's all for another story.

However, after these seven people, there is no such thing as a "Xingzi" anymore, and people in the Jianghu only regard this Xingzi as a joke.

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Liang Shurong clenched his fists under the sleeves, he took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said, "Shopkeeper, I'll come to drink some other day."

After all, Liang Shurong was about to leave, when he passed by Gu Qingshan, he took a look and didn't say anything.

The old man behind Gu Qingshan didn't stop him either, letting Liang Shurong leave.

It was only when Liang Shurong stepped out of the gate that the old man said leisurely: "The momentum of the mountains and rivers is overwhelming, hehe, how can people fight against the sky."

Liang Shurong's footsteps paused, the veins on his forehead tightened, he gritted his teeth tightly, snorted coldly, and left the tavern without looking back.

"Hey." Old man Huang grinned, showing his yellow teeth.

Zhang Ming probably knew that the white-haired man was scared away by the old man just now, and he didn't know the identity of the old man, so he should be a formidable person.

However, the white-haired man could really bear it, the old man was so eccentric, Zhang Ming would have to fight no matter what.

"Brother Zhang, what happened just now?" Gu Qingshan stepped forward and asked.

"It's just buying wine."

Zhang Ming spread his hands and said, he didn't care too much, it was already over anyway.

"Brother Zhang, your rules are also... Khan." Gu Qingshan probably understood, probably because of the rules of the tavern.

Gu Qingshan turned his head to look at the old man with yellow teeth beside him, and asked: "Old man Huang, did you recognize that person just now?"

Old man Huang nodded, and said, "It was indeed a character more than ten years ago, but it's gone downhill now."

"You said he is a member of the Demon Sect? Isn't that right? Isn't the Demon Sect never appearing in front of the world?" Gu Qingshan wondered.

The old man Huang curled his lips and said, "Why is the little bastard so stupid? If I don't tell him, how can you know that he is from the Demon Sect?"

Gu Qingshan understands that it is really difficult to distinguish people from the Demon Sect. After all, they never reveal their identities, it is not that they do not appear in front of the world, but they are just sneaky.

"I'll talk to you about this when I go back. Didn't you say that there is good wine here? I'm hungry, old man."

The old man Huang chuckled, his nose was pointed, and he smelled the aroma of wine as soon as he entered the tavern, which is not ordinary.

"That's all you have to offer."

Gu Qingshan rolled his eyes at the old man, then walked to the counter, and said: "Brother Zhang, a pot of drunken tourists and a pot of plum blossom wine, count on this old man."

"You still want to get drunk with tourists?" Zhang Ming frowned.

Gu Qingshan waved his hand and said: "Didn't I bring someone here, he will carry me back later."

Ever since he drank this tourist drunk last time, he has been obsessed with it. Once drunk, he relieves his worries, and the clarity of the moment when he wakes up is what Gu Qingshan misses.

The wine was strong, but what fascinated him the most was the feeling of being drunk.

Zhang Ming looked at the old man, nodded, and then went into the inner room to drink.

"Let me tell you, the wine here is really extraordinary. If it's bad, I, Gu Qingshan, will be the first to disagree." Gu Qingshan said while patting Old Man Huang on the shoulder.

The old man Huang chuckled, and said, "I've smelled it a long time ago, let me tell you, you little bastard."

"I know you have a sharp nose, otherwise why would you call me Huang Laogou?"

"Little bastard looking for a fight."