Me and my Jianghu Tavern

While everyone was lamenting "Magpie Bridge Immortal", they were also wondering who the writer of the lyrics was. The final result was announced by Xu Sanwen, but the signature was unclear.

Jianghu Tavern outside the city?

What exactly is this?signature?How could it have fallen like this!

"What is Jianghu Tavern?"

"Which genius is the person who wrote this word?"

Everyone was puzzled, and someone asked someone to inquire about it, but no one knew who this person was, and it became a mystery for a while.

There are pavilions and waterside pavilions on the bank, and one after another beautiful women gather together, and some people are talking about the magpie bridge fairy.

For a while, those women were obsessed with listening, and some women murmured: "If the relationship between the two lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night..."

There was a blush on the face, and all the girls were sweet in their hearts. This magpie bridge fairy wrote about the love in their hearts. The most beautiful love between the two is the bright sun at dawn and dusk, which lasts forever.

Guo Xiao stroked his sleeves, and said with satisfaction: "Magpie Bridge Immortal, there is a good poem."

Jian Wu at the bow was a little puzzled, and he said, "Master, why do I feel bad?"

Guo Xiao glanced at him, and said, "You don't understand this love affair."

"Is that so..." Jian Wu turned his head and looked at the lake water that was swayed by the ship, thinking for a while.

Love love love?What is it?

On the big ship with the flag hanging, Gongsun Yu and the others were stunned when they heard the signature.

Gongsun Yu forgot to put down the nuts in his hand, and said in shock, "Jianghu Tavern? Did I hear correctly, it's really Jianghu Tavern!?"

"Okay...it seems to be." Song Shusheng was also a little uncertain.

Xiong Wanwan frowned, and was a little puzzled as to what the inscription meant, and it was actually read out, what was she thinking, and it was read out like that.

Jiang Rou hesitated and said, "Could it be the poem written by shopkeeper Zhang?"

Wu Manzi waved his hand and said, "The stinky shopkeeper can compose poetry? I'm afraid it's impossible."

The boat suddenly fell silent, Liu Yihan raised his eyebrows, he didn't understand why everyone stopped talking, and the atmosphere felt a little weird.

Looking at Wu Manzi, Wu Manzi was a little scared, and he spoke unnaturally: "Look...see what I am doing."

"I guess...it's true."

"Go and ask tomorrow."

"No, it can't be..." The folding fan in Song Shusheng's hand fell on the board of the boat.

Scholar Song seems to have been hit by something. He is a student who can't compose poetry. He is a shopkeeper who sells wine, and he is the top poet when he makes a move. He might as well sell wine.

Yan Yuhan sat in the cabin, thinking about Zhang Ming's words and deeds before, the more he thought about it, the more he felt a strange feeling, he always felt that Zhang Ming really seemed to have no culture.

"Jianghu tavern outside the city...Jianghu tavern outside the city... It seems that there is no such place?" Yan Yuhan muttered, he planned to go outside the city tomorrow to see if he could find some clues.

Yan Shuxian caressed the Changqin lightly, her eyes were a little absent-minded, as if she was remembering something, and she seemed to be regretting something.

"Day and night..." Yan Shuxian laughed at herself, all this seemed to be in vain to her.

This poem is great!

.........

.........

Regarding everything on the lake, Zhang Ming only knew that the poet finally landed on "Magpie Bridge Immortal", and his mission was completed.

After receiving the mission reward, Zhang Ming in the inn froze all over. In just a few seconds, his cultivation had reached the peak of the mortal realm.

"Peak of the Mortal Realm." Zhang Ming squeezed his bones, and it did feel a little harder, and he became a lot stronger.

The next realm is the Profound Realm, which cannot be broken through just by practicing hard. There is a watershed in each realm, and only when the accumulation is reached, can one break through smoothly. Some people even stay at the peak of the Mortal Realm all their lives. The peak of the Profound Realm.

But none of this has anything to do with Zhang Ming, anyway, he cheated.

Another reward is 【'Wine' Character Sword】. Zhang Ming was still wondering what it was, but after taking it out of his backpack, he realized it.

"Isn't this the sword on the wall of the tavern!" Zhang Ming sized up the long sword, which could not be drawn out until necessary, so he could take a closer look at it now.

The sword is three feet three inches long and weighs about 13 catties. The name of the sword has the word 'wine'. It looks ordinary and there is nothing special about it.

The word 'wine' was engraved on the end of the hilt of the sword with the character of wine. The body of the sword exuded a chill and shimmered. Zhang Ming imitated the TV series and pulled a strand of hair and blew it over. As expected, the strand of hair broke.

"It doesn't look special, but there is something about this Jiuzi sword." Zhang Ming rubbed his chin, it was a good trip.

Chapter 84: The young man with red lips and white teeth

A hundred miles to the north of Jian'an City, there is a city called Qingzhou, which is no different from Jian'an. They are both on the coast, with a vast land, rich resources and a large population. The prosperity is only in Chang'an.

On a sparsely populated street in Qingzhou City, I saw a young Taoist priest in Taoist robes sitting on the steps beside the street.

The little Taoist priest's taoist robe was covered with dust, the sole of his shoe had a hole, his hair was loose and messy, and he had a strange smell on his body.

This little Taoist priest is Xu Yi, Taoist son of the Taoist sect who arrived at the tavern with the jade pendant.

His current appearance, probably even his senior brothers could not recognize him.

This Taoist has only known the sufferings of the world since he went down the mountain. A penny is hard to kill a hero. When he went down the mountain, he didn’t bring much silver. When he was in the tavern, he spent it all, even the jade pendant debt.

Xu Yi's eyes were lost, and he took out three copper plates from his waist, which were the few money he had left.

"When will I be able to redeem the jade pendant..." Xu Yi was a little desperate, and there was nothing he could use.

He knew Feng Shui but was kicked out as a liar, and the instructor saw that he had thin arms and legs, so he was kicked out again.

From Jian'an to Qingzhou, he only had these three copper plates left on him.

Xu Yi looked up at the sky, and couldn't help muttering: "Master, master, is this the rivers and lakes you are talking about? It really is difficult..."

At this time, a young man in gray clothes came from the side of the street. Seeing Xu Yi's rags, he was really pitiful.

The young man thought for a while, took out two copper coins from his pocket, and threw them over.

"Ding, ding."

The copper plate made a crisp sound and rolled in front of Xu Yi.

Xu Yi trembled all over, and immediately became angry.

He looked up, only to see the young man looking at him with pitiful eyes, treating him as a beggar.

"Oh, what a pity, go and buy two buns to eat." The young man shook his sleeves, sighed, and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Xu Yi got up and grabbed the young man's arm.

The young man was shocked and wanted to shake off, but he was held tightly, he couldn't help but panicked: "What are you doing!"

Xu Yi grabbed his hand, slapped the two copper coins into the young man's hand, and said seriously: "Poverty is not a beggar."

The master said that if a person wants to live with dignity, no matter how difficult it is, he must remember his identity. He is a Taoist disciple, not a beggar.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said in his heart: "This beggar is really interesting."

Xu Yi let go, turned around and returned to the previous place, leaving the young man alone and continuing to rest.

The young man thought for a while, walked to a place selling steamed buns, bought two steamed stuffed buns, and walked over again.

Xu Yi frowned and saw that he was holding a bun in his hand, so he said, "I told you I'm not a beggar!"

The young man walked up to Xu Yi's side and laughed, "It's not for you."

Xu Yi sat aside, keeping a distance from the young man, not looking at the bun in his hand.

The buns were still hot, and the aroma wafted to the tip of Xu Yi's nose. He swallowed, he was indeed hungry.

The young man picked up the bun and bit it down, intentionally making a noise, and said while eating, "It's delicious, um, this bun is really delicious."

Xu Yi glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, his throat rolled, he didn't dare to look at it after just one glance, closed his eyes and meditated.

The young man laughed secretly, and beside Xu Yi, he ate the steamed stuffed bun in a strange manner.

"It's delicious, as expected of the buns made by Aunt Zhang."

"Tsk tsk, it's really delicious."

……

Xu Yi couldn't take it anymore, and said, "Hey, you did it on purpose."

The young man turned his head to look at Xu Yi, and said, "Is eating buns here hindering you?"

"Huh, meditate, cultivate your mind, and don't get angry." Xu Yi took a deep breath, thinking in his heart, maybe this is also his practice, cultivating his mind and character, and forgetting hunger.

The young man finished eating a steamed stuffed bun, and there was one left in his hand. Seeing that Xu Yi on the side still didn't respond much, he said, "Are you a Taoist priest?"

"Yes." Xu Yi replied.

"Oh." The young man nodded and added, "Excellent."

Seeing that Xu Yi didn't speak, the young man continued to ask, "Which mountain is it?"

Xu Yi wanted to say what to do with you, but after thinking about it, he replied calmly: "Mount Qingcheng."

"I haven't heard of it. I only know that there are a few Taoist priests on the mountain outside the city. They can breathe fire and pour oil into a pan. They are amazing. You are also a Taoist priest. Do you know how?" said the young man.

"No." Xu Yi said.

"Then you are not very good."

"..."

Xu Yi finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "If you have nothing to do, go home quickly, your adults don't care about you?"

"You all know that my adults don't care about me. You are indeed a Taoist priest, so you must have lied to me just now, or else, Daoist, would you please blow it up?" the young man said.

"I can't breathe fire!"

"What about the water spray?"

"..."

Xu Yi got up and decided not to talk to the young man anymore. It was so irritating, no matter how good-natured he was, he couldn't bear it.

The young man followed immediately: "Don't leave, Taoist chief, you don't know how to do this, you know how to cook."

Xu Yi walked forward, no matter what the boy said, he didn't reply.

I thought that my feet were fast enough, but who knew that the boy had been following behind me every step of the way, asking him from time to time if he could breathe fire and spit out an underwater frying pan.

Xu Yi stopped, gritted his teeth, and said angrily, "What exactly do you want?"

The young man said: "I'm just curious. You can only see the fire from the oil pan at the temple fair. This year, those Taoist priests seem to be in prison. There's no need to see it. I invite you to eat steamed stuffed buns, and you can give me a show." .”

As he spoke, the young man handed over the bun in his hand.

Xu Yi clenched his fists tightly and said in a hasty tone: "Listen well, I don't know how to cook oil, breathe fire, or spit water. I don't want your steamed stuffed bun either, so stop pestering me."

After Xu Yi finished speaking, he was relieved to see that the young man stopped asking questions, and he was finally clean.

The young man touched his chin, paused for a long time and continued: "Then you are not a Taoist priest?"

"I am a Taoist priest!"

"Then why wouldn't you."

"..."

Xu Yi didn't know how to explain it. What is this and what is it? Why are there such swindlers outside the Taoist sect who are ruining the reputation of the Taoist sect?

Seeing that Xu Yi has been silent, the young boy sighed and said with some regret: "Forget it, I don't want you to breathe fire, I'd better treat you to a bun."

Xu Yi took a deep breath and said, "I have money, so I don't want you to invite me."

"This bun is cold, it's not tasty."

"so what?"

"So I'll feed you."

"..."

The corner of Xu Yi's mouth twitched, looking at the young man with red lips and white teeth, he lamented that there are countless strange people in this world.

Master!