Me and my Jianghu Tavern

"Step." The man in black landed steadily.

There was a lonely small window on the wall to his right, surrounded by loess, and he walked towards it.

As soon as the man in black walked to the window, a hoarse voice came from the small window, "Who is here?"

The man in black was indifferent, and said calmly, "Da Chen, Shibingwei."

The people behind the window were a little surprised when they heard the word Shibingwei, and continued to ask, "What is the proof?"

The man in black tore off his badge and placed it in front of the window.

The window was opened a small crack, and the cloudy eyes could still be seen through the faint light.

The waist plate is brown all over, and ten different birds and beasts are engraved on it, tigers, goshawks, long snakes... none of them are repeated.

And a goshawk is engraved in the middle of this waist card, representing the identity of this person.

After that gaze confirmed the authenticity of the waist card, he returned the waist card.

The man in black withdrew his badge and said, "I want news about Bai Yuxiao."

The person behind the window was silent for a long time, and after a while, the hoarse voice came again, "Yes."

The man paused, and continued: "Take Dugu Ye's recent movements in exchange."

The man in black frowned and said, "No."

"what do you have?"

"Recently Jiange released a piece..."

The person behind that window heard the eyes of 'Jiange' light up, and interrupted directly: "It's changed."

The man in black left the yard after hearing the news about Bai Yuxiao.

There was silence under the dry well.

The person behind the window looked a little dignified after hearing the news about Jiange, and he didn't know what he was muttering.

"Jiange... Bai Yuxiao... Qianchao, why is it so chaotic lately?"

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Outside Jian'an City, Liang Shurong walked into the Jianghu Tavern.

The only difference is that today he brought a woman.

Yan Shuxian was wearing a veil, with a long piano on her back, looking at Liang Shurong with a little affection in her eyes.

Zhang Ming in front of the counter blinked his eyes when he saw this scene, and didn't ask any further questions, just said: "What do you want to drink?"

Liang Shurong looked at Zhang Ming and said calmly, "Two pots of plum blossom wine."

Zhang Ming nodded, and then went to the inner room to get some wine.

Two jugs of plum blossom wine were brought up. Yan Shuxian was wearing a veil and sitting opposite Liang Shurong. This musician came to see Liang Shurong off today.

Liang Shurong poured a glass of wine, and said to Yan Shuxian, "The wine here is not bad."

"En." Yan Shuxian nodded slightly, and tasted the plum blossom wine.

After taking a sip, she was a little surprised. The wine gave her a very subtle feeling, especially the faint plum blossom fragrance, which had an endless aftertaste. The wine was so delicious that she couldn't even realize it.

"This wine is good, but it's too soft. It's suitable for you, girl."

"Young master has called the wrong one for the second time, I am no longer a girl..."

"Is that so..." Liang Shurong was slightly taken aback.

She is no longer a girl.

That's right, more than ten springs and autumns have passed, if she is still a girl, then it is abnormal, but, he just can't change that habit.

At this time, another person came to the tavern, and it was almost noon, Gu Qingshan brought Yu Linglong and old man Huang to drink.

"Brother Zhang!"

Gu Qingshan said hello, and Zhang Ming nodded in agreement.

Yu Linglong glanced away, and saw Liang Shurong and Yan Shuxian sitting in the tavern.

Old man Huang narrowed his eyes and walked straight to Liang Shurong's table.

"Uh..." Seeing Old Man Huang walking over, Gu Qingshan didn't know what this guy was going to do.

Zhang Ming frowned, and said in a low voice, "Don't do it in the tavern."

Yu Linglong felt a little puzzled when she heard Zhang Ming's words. Is a person like him afraid of trouble?

Old man Huang and Liang Shurong had a grudge against each other, and Zhang Ming didn't like people doing things in his tavern, after all, it was all he needed to survive in this world.

The old man Huang waved his hands knowingly, indicating that it was all right.

Liang Shurong's face was calm, as if there was no fluctuation, he poured himself a glass of wine, and looked at the old man Huang standing beside him.

Yan Shuxian was a little puzzled and didn't know who this person was.

Old man Huang grinned and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, why is there an extra girl beside you?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Liang Shurong said calmly.

Old man Huang shook his head, and continued: "It has nothing to do with me, but you don't forget your current situation."

"I heard that you are wandering around in Jian'an City, aren't you afraid of dying again? Maybe this time you won't be as lucky as last time."

Yan Shuxian frowned, looked at Liang Shurong, saw that he didn't look like he was about to make a move, so she endured it.

Liang Shurong raised his head and drank a glass of wine, then smiled lightly and said, "I think there is something wrong with you."

The old man Huang showed his yellow teeth, and said in a strange way: "The old man just wants to remind you, don't forget your identity."

Old man Huang paused, leaned over and whispered in Liang Shurong's ear, "Demon Gate? You are a member of Demon Gate. For more than 40 years, someone will know about it."

Liang Shurong was taken aback, and said in a deep voice, "Who told you that!"

"Guess." Old Man Huang said jokingly.

Liang Shurong frowned, the past of more than 40 years ago emerged from the depths of his mind, it was a secret that would kill him if he told it.

Yan Shuxian didn't know what the old man Huang said that made Liang Shurong so shocked.

Liang Shurong suddenly calmed down. He picked up the jug, poured himself a glass of wine, and poured it with his head raised.

Liang Shurong turned to look at the old man Huang, and said without changing his face: "Those annoying guys are coming, aren't they?"

"It should be soon." Old Man Huang said.

Chapter 70: Furious Slashing the River

What Liang Shurong was talking about was the court eagle dog—Shibingwei.

Back then at the Luoxi Mountain Station, three of the Ten Bingwei went there, none of them returned alive, all of them died. Since then, the court has been tracking down his whereabouts. If he hadn't been rescued later, maybe he There are no bones left.

"You can't even hold a knife, and you still care about these things?"

"When people are old, they always meddle in their own business."

"Then I have to thank you for telling me the news, don't I?"

"Of course." The old man Huang reached out to grab the wine jug on the table, took a wine glass and poured himself a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "If you want a glass of wine, it's considered a reward."

Old man Huang poured down the glass of wine with his head raised, and put down the glass.

The old man with yellow teeth suddenly became serious, and said, "Don't die early."

Old man Huang didn't want Liang Shurong to die, and his own expectations were still placed on him.

In this era, there is no lunatic like Liang Shurong anymore. If there is no more, then it is really gone.

When passing by Gu Qingshan and Yu Linglong, the old man Huang said: "The old man is not in the mood to drink today, you can drink."

Old man Huang walked straight out of the tavern.

Gu Qingshan and Yu Linglong looked at each other and didn't stop them, but they were a little puzzled. Old man Huang seems to be a little troubled today, which is not his style.

Zhang Ming came out from the inner room, put two jugs of wine on the table in the tavern, and shouted to Gu Qingshan: "Wine."

"Oh, here we come." Gu Qingshan came back to his senses, turned to Yu Linglong and said: "Miss Linglong, let's have a drink."

Yu Linglong said softly: "Linglong understands."

Yu Linglong glanced at Liang Shurong from the corner of her eye, and then sat down.

At the other table, Yan Shuxian saw Liang Shurong frowning tightly, struggling in her heart, and asked, "What happened?"

Liang Shurong raised his head, his brows relaxed in the blink of an eye, a smile appeared on his face and he said, "It's nothing."

After thinking about it, Liang Shurong was still a little worried, so he said, "Girl, you should go back quickly."

"Are you going to drive me away before I finish the wine?" Yan Shuxian said.

"That was not what I meant."

"what does that mean?"

"..." Liang Shurong looked at Yan Shuxian, a little helpless.

"Shu Xian sent the young master off and left."

Yan Shuxian smiled slightly, how could she not understand that Liang Shurong was going to drive her away again, just like when she was on Luoxi Mountain.

Liang Shurong was silent, Yan Shuxian was determined to stay.

In that instant, Liang Shurong stretched out his right hand and pointed towards Yan Shuxian's acupuncture points.

"Snapped."

Liang Shurong was stunned, only to see Yan Shuxian grabbed his hand, immobilizing him, "Have you learned martial arts?"

Yan Shuxian was smiling, but didn't speak, she grabbed Liang Shurong's hand and didn't let go.

Today, she is determined to stay.

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Old man Huang sat alone under a tree five miles outside the city, looking at the official road leading to Jian'an.

He is waiting for someone.

A moment later, a man in a black suit with a purple border appeared in Old Man Huang's sight holding a pair of knives.

"Here we come." Old Man Huang smiled and stood up.

The man in black looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, frowned, stopped, looked at Huang Fang, and said coldly: "Get out of the way!"

The old man Huang just smiled, and said lightly: "My friend, can't we sit down and talk?"

"have a finger in the pie."

Without any nonsense, the man in black stretched out his left hand and drew out the first knife by his side. It was a court-made goose feather knife. There was a faint glow of blood on the knife. I don't know how many people died under this knife.

"Shh."

With a flash of saber light, old man Huang took two steps back to avoid the overflowing saber aura.

Old man Huang put his hands behind his back, shook his head and sighed: "This knife is too late."

The man in black frowned. The white-haired old man in front of him was of unknown origin, and from the looks of it, he seemed to be a difficult person.

"Let's chat?" Old Man Huang raised his eyebrows and smiled.

The man in black flicked another knife on the right with his right hand. The scabbard was wrapped in fish skin with gilt decorations. The length of the knife was three feet five inches from the outside.

The man in black suddenly moved, the long saber came out of his body, and in the blink of an eye, a saber slashed towards old man Huang.

"Shh!"

Old man Huang frowned, exerted strength in his calves, and lifted himself up. The light of the saber flashed by his side, only a hair's breadth away.

Landing on the ground, the old man Huang looked at the man in black and muttered, "Miao Dao Zhan? A descendant of the Li family?"