Me and my Jianghu Tavern

Zhang Ming poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and said, "It stands to reason that I got the sword, so I should have given him to Kong Yue."

"Oh?" Monk Nian'an looked at Zhang Ming with great interest.

The white cat in his arms was snoring, unable to wake up no matter what.

Zhang Ming caressed Xiao Qi and said, "It's good that Kong Yue forced me to get the sword, but it doesn't mean I have to give him the sword, right? Do you really think I'm a good person?"

Monk Nian'an froze for a moment, but suddenly burst out laughing.

Fun and interesting.

It is estimated that Kong Yue never expected such a change.

Zhang Ming shook his head, frowned and said, "Actually, I was just joking with Kong Yue at that time, who knew he..."

Monk Nian'an laughed loudly and said, "I don't know the shopkeeper, if Kong Yue wants anything in this world, he can get it at his fingertips, but if he meets you, the shopkeeper, it doesn't count. He, Kong Yue, can be snatched by anyone. I can't just grab your things from the shopkeeper."

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

"The shopkeeper just needs to know that Kong Yue has suffered from being dumb." Monk Nian An suddenly felt interesting, picked up the wine glass, filled it up for himself, and took a sip.

"Tsk, how can a monk drink alcohol?"

"Today I am called a poor Taoist, but a Taoist priest."

"Excuse words."

"Hahaha."

The tavern was a little more angry. The white cat was lying on the counter and fell asleep. At that table, the monk and the shopkeeper were drinking and drinking, sometimes laughing and sometimes silent.

"This sword is really ugly."

"The shopkeeper's words are reasonable, but it's better than the shops in Jian'an City."

"It's reasonable and reasonable."

The sword on the table has three locks of luck in the world, and the one who got this sword can surround the world with luck, and it has been hidden in the Yanshan Sword Tower for more than [-] years. But in the mouths of the two, But it became a pile of copper and rotten iron.

On the night when he returned to the tavern, Zhang Ming slept soundly.

He raised his right hand, and he didn't know what method the monk Nian'an used to help him get back the tendons, but it was a bit miraculous.

In the final analysis, the party in Jianghu still didn't understand anything.

However, it is not without gain.

At least, it's not a piece of cake.

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Outside Jian'an City, there is a hut at the foot of a certain mountain, and a locust tree beside the house is swaying under the moonlight.

The stone table under the locust tree is engraved with a 21-way chessboard. Two people are sitting in front of the stone table and playing chess.

The young monk in white who was playing chess looked at the opponent, and suddenly joked: "It's really interesting that you, Kong Yue, will suffer from being dumb."

Kong Yue shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "If you are a veteran, you will not be able to escape after all, just watch."

Monk Nian'an stopped Heizi from Qipanshan with one blow, and said, "From my point of view, I'm afraid it's not the case."

"He took the sword because of his old way, and he had already inherited half of my way when he transformed into an immortal, so what about the third part of his luck? In the end, I am old enough to beat your son-in-law."

After Kong Yue finished speaking, a piece fell, but the black piece fleeing on Qipanshan suddenly seemed to come to life, and launched a general attack on the white piece. In a blink of an eye, the white piece was dying.

"Don't talk too much."

Monk Nian'an shook his head with a smile, stretched out his hand to take out a piece, and made a move. The dying white piece managed to find a chance of life through the slit, and broke through the trap of the black piece.

"What's the use of fighting for this lifeline?" Kong Yue denied, "How could the old Taoist give you a chance."

Kong Yue waved his hands and stood up, there was no need to continue playing this game.

Monk Nian'an got up and cupped his hands and said, "Young monk, send him to the prison."

Kong Yue shook his head and refused, just looked at Monk Nian'an with confusion and dissatisfaction in his eyes.

He didn't want to fight with Nian'an.

But this world is settled down by him alone, and he can't be allowed to mess up again. This is the reason why the so-called differences of ways do not conspire with each other.

Kong Yue stroked his beard, and said, "The Dao is fifty, and the Tianyan is fourty-nine. Let's see, Wuji, where do you find this chance of life?"

Monk Nian'an smiled slightly, but he made the Buddha's ceremony with his hands and did not answer.

Chapter 402: Desolate

Zhang Ming hadn't been back to the tavern for a long time, and Zhang Ming missed the taste of wine in the tavern. He said that the golden nest and the silver nest were not as good as his dog's kennel, which was true, and the tavern was his home.

Monk Nian'an didn't know where he went last night. Zhang Ming was woken up by Xiaoqi's noise early in the morning. He was hungry, as if he had been hungry all night, so he ran upstairs and woke Zhang Ming up.

"Meow..." Xiaoqi looked at Zhang Ming anxiously, his pitiful look made Zhang Ming feel a little guilty.

Zhang Ming scratched his head and said, "My fault, I'll get you something to eat."

The first breakfast when we returned to the tavern was extremely simple, two pancakes left by Monk Nian'an, and two cabbages planted in the backyard of the tavern, but there was no shortage of rice, and we simply ate a plain rice, like a vegetarian meal like.

Maybe it was good to eat outside, but Xiao Qi didn't eat much when she saw these things, and yelled at Zhang Ming, but Zhang Ming ignored them and ate on his own, some of them were good .

Since Zhang Ming left the tavern, the number of guests in the tavern has decreased. Monk Nian An doesn't know how to entertain people, and just guards the tavern.

The sun was rising high, and Zhang Ming didn't see a single drinker come to his door until noon.

"There are no guests." Zhang Ming sighed.

"It's getting colder and colder."

The injury on his hand hadn't healed yet, so Zhang Ming didn't dare to move, but it was boring to stay, so he took Xiao Qi out, intending to take a stroll in Jian'an City.

Speaking of which, it has been a long time since I visited Jian'an City.

Jian'an City has changed a lot compared to when I left, but it doesn't seem to have changed. The shops on the street are still open, but compared to before, it seems that there are already two shops. The original boss has gone, and the street is still the same. There was a lot of voices and noise.

Zhang Ming, holding a white cat in his arms, was walking down the street. He saw someone selling crispy candies on the side of the road, so he bought some crispy candies and ate them while walking.

Xiaoqi seemed to want to eat it too, but Zhang Ming said that the cat couldn't eat these and sent it away.

After wandering around, Zhang Ming came to Goulan in the south of Jian'an City. The facial features of the actors on the stage can show their charm even under the makeup.

The one who sang was Du Danting. Su Tan also sang here last year, and even competed for the position of an oiran. Looking at this one on the stage now, Dadi is a newcomer, but his movements are vivid, but there is also a bit of charm.

At the climax of the song, Zhang Ming said hello, and all the spectators in the arena said so.

The scene couldn't be sung for a few minutes, and it ended after a while, and Zhang Ming had nowhere to go.

Zhang Ming, who was holding the white cat, left a few coins as a reward, and left the theater silently.

Walking and walking, but came to the river, but heard a melodious piano sound, which seemed a little familiar.

Zhang Ming raised his head and looked towards the place where the sound of the piano came from, only to see the plaque on the building - Yuqiong Building.

"It's her?" Zhang Ming suddenly remembered, and walked towards Yuqiong Tower.

Walking into the building, the sound of the piano became clearer, but it was a bit more lonely than what I heard last year.

"The sound of the piano... I haven't heard it for a long time."

"Miss Yan hasn't seen any guests since she came back."

"Miss Yan seldom plays the piano, it's good to hear the sound of the piano again."

Everyone whispered to each other, and some people chanted and chanted poems. Most of them were pleasure seekers, or the children of rich and powerful families.

Zhang Ming was standing in the crowd with Xiao Qi in his arms. Xiao Qi was familiar with the sound of the piano, and she pressed her paw on Zhang Ming's hand and wanted to jump out of his arms.

"There are too many people, don't try to run away." Zhang Ming said to Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi was a little unhappy, and became more noisy.

Zhang Ming didn't give it a chance, after all it caused a lot of trouble in Yuqiong Tower last time.

On the third floor of the Yuqiong Building, Yan Shuxian was playing a long piano in her hand, but she felt that she couldn't continue playing, and stopped fingering, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Yan Shuxian sighed silently, as if she was thinking about something, a little lost in thought.

She has been in this state during this time, and she will stay for a while from time to time.

Suddenly, Yan Shuxian came back to her senses and noticed the strange movement outside.

A person suddenly appeared in the room, holding a white cat in his arms, one arm seemed to be injured, standing at the door.

"What are you thinking?" Zhang Ming asked.

Yan Shuxian paused and asked, "When did the shopkeeper come back?"

"I just arrived yesterday. I happened to pass by just now. I heard the sound of the piano and came to see it." Zhang Ming paused for a while, put down Xiao Qi in his arms, and asked again: "How have you been recently?"

Yan Shuxian leaned over and picked up Xiao Qi who ran over, and replied: "What's the matter, isn't it all alive?"

Zhang Ming shook his head and sighed, "If Liang Shurong saw you like this, he wouldn't feel at ease."

Yan Shuxian remained silent, stroking Xiao Qi in her arms.

She didn't seem to want to mention these things, so she said softly: "The shopkeeper... don't talk about these things."

Zhang Ming paused for a while and sat aside.

Even though it had been a winter since that incident, Yan Shuxian still couldn't let it go. Forgetting and letting go were two different things. She had waited for Liang Shurong for an unknown number of years. See you again after so many years. She thought everything would return to normal, but it was A bigger blow to her.

Sometimes Zhang Ming even thinks that Liang Shurong is a jerk, he really doesn't know what's so good about that world, he is as virtuous as that fool Gu Qingshan, and always forgets those who really care about them.

Life is not to protect the loved ones and the loved ones.

"What are your plans for the future? Is it in this Yuqiong Tower?"

Yan Shuxian shook her head, she didn't know where to go, she went to many places after leaving the capital, and finally came back here.

Because, there is no other place to go, I used to be a wanderer, and I don't know what home is.

"The tavern needs someone to settle accounts. If one day you feel that this Yuqiong building is boring, you can come to me." Zhang Ming said.

Yan Shuxian was stunned for a moment, then thanked: "If this day really comes, I will go."

"Ah."

Yan Shuxian looked at Zhang Ming's hanging arm, and asked, "It's you, the shopkeeper, who can hurt you."

"Skills are not as good as others, and it's normal to be injured, and the other party should keep their hands, otherwise I might not have me."

Yan Shuxian didn't pay attention to the affairs in Jianghu recently, and she didn't hear about Yanshan's sword test, so she didn't know who Zhang Ming was injured, so she asked, "Who is it?"

"Dugu Ye." Zhang Ming replied.

Recalling that day on the top of Yanshan Mountain, it was the most astonishing sword he had ever seen. He had never seen anyone who could practice a sword to such an extent. The legendary No. [-] Sword Immortal in Jianghu really lived up to his reputation.

"Is that the No. [-] Sword Immortal in Jianghu?"

Yan Shuxian was a little surprised. After all, such a person only existed in rumors, and she had never seen it before.

"Well, it's quite powerful, at least I can't beat it." Zhang Ming said, but not only couldn't beat it, there was no room for resistance at all.

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I can't continue writing, and I can't lie to myself, this book has collapsed and cannot collapse anymore.

The rivers and lakes are far away, maybe in the future when I have time, I will take out this theme and rewrite this story, let’s talk about the future.

Everyone, the tavern is closed.