Me and my Jianghu Tavern

Zhang Ming plucked a leaf from the book, it was a little yellow, but more green.

"It's still early in autumn, why is it turning yellow?"

Zhang Ming doesn't like autumn very much. Most of the tavern's entrances are covered with trees, flowers and plants. When autumn comes, the leaves will fall, and the bareness makes people feel uncomfortable.

Footsteps sounded on the official road, and Zhang Ming looked up.

Jiang Anshan stepped forward and said, "The shopkeeper doesn't intend to take over the position of Hu Yan, does he?"

Zhang Ming threw away the leaves in his hand and hugged Xiao Qi.

"I plan to give the token to the person who should give it." Zhang Ming paused and asked, "Can't you?"

Jiang Anshan didn't think it was impossible, but said: "Why should you give it to others? Of course, there is a reason for nonsense to choose you."

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "I don't have the time to take care of these things, I'm just a wine seller."

When he came to this world, he seemed to be a wage earner again, working for the system, but for him, it was much better than before, and he would not be picky about anything.

"Besides, it doesn't mean that he didn't stuff it for me indiscriminately." Zhang Ming said.

He still remembers that day when Hu Yan gave him the token just after drinking a glass of wine, and even claimed that it was used to save his life.

Jiang Anshan wanted to say something, but when he came back to his senses, he realized that it seemed that this was no longer his business.

"Then you can help him find someone better, don't be so dull like nonsense anymore." Jiang Anshan said.

Hu Yan's biggest shortcoming is that he is too silent, and it is also because of his character that the previous incident happened.

"Okay." Zhang Ming agreed.

Jiang Anshan didn't say anything more, turned around and left, returning to Jian'an City.

Holding a spear, Su Tan followed Jiang Anshan, walking forward without saying a word.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the end of the official road, walking slowly towards the tavern.

The man brushed past Jiang Anshan and Su Tan.

Jiang Anshan glanced back, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, thinking it was his own illusion, and then continued to walk forward.

The man was wearing a blue Taoist robe with Liangyi and Eight Diagrams painted on it. The only difference was that this Taoist priest had a bald head.

Zhang Ming looked familiar, and it took a while to remember, "Isn't he a monk?"

A few days ago, a monk asked him to ask for water. He was a strange monk who was talking about Amitabha Buddha.

Nian An walked up to Zhang Ming and said, "Shopkeeper, we meet again."

"Aren't you a monk?" Zhang Ming raised his eyebrows.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Pindao is a Taoist priest today, not a monk." Nian An said.

Zhang Ming only had questions in front of people's heads, and didn't ask any more questions. He was a monk for a while and a Taoist priest for a while.

"Drink?" Zhang Ming asked.

Xiao Qi raised his head and looked at the bald Taoist priest in front of him, a little curious.

Nian An looked down at the white cat in Zhang Ming's arms looking at him, and said, "The shopkeeper's cat has spiritual energy in its eyes."

"Meow?" Xiaoqi looked up at Zhang Ming, wondering what the bald Taoist priest was talking about.

"Everything has a spirit." Zhang Ming said, and then continued to ask: "Drinking or what?"

Nian An stopped looking at the white cat, turned to look at the door of the tavern, and said, "Of course it's drinking."

Zhang Ming nodded and led Nian'an into the tavern.

Last time, the monk refused to come in at the door of the tavern, but this time he didn't hesitate, he just bought the door and entered the tavern.

Zhang Ming pointed to the wall and said, "The wine and the price are all on the wall, you can see for yourself."

Nian An looked up, took out a piece of gold leaf from his bosom, put it on the table and said, "I wonder if this can be used as wine money?"

Zhang Ming's eyes lit up when he saw the gold leaf, not because of the gold, but mainly because of the exquisite carving of the leaf, which he had never seen before, "Yes, what wine do you want?"

"Tourists, let's get drunk." Nian An said.

"Monk, tourists will become intoxicated if they are drunk." Zhang Ming reminded.

"Pin Dao is a Taoist priest today." Nian An shook his head and said.

Zhang Ming didn't persuade him anything, he took the gold leaf and went to the inner room to get some wine, but after all, this monk is really rich.

Speaking of which, it has been a few days since anyone ordered tourists to get drunk.

A few days ago, Gu Qingshan had a special liking for this tourist, but recently he didn't drink it very much. Liang Shurong also loved this wine, but he is no longer in this place.

Nian An brushed off the dust on the stool, sat down, and then Zhang Ming brought the tourist drunk.

"Thank you, shopkeeper." Nian'an picked up the flagon and poured out a glass.

Without any hesitation, he raised his head and drank it.

Looking at the way the monk drank, Zhang Ming looked like an old hand. He presumably called himself a Taoist priest because he wanted to drink, and deceived himself?Deception?It's quite interesting.

Nian An closed his eyes and thought about it for a long time, a blush slowly appeared on his face, he was slightly drunk even after drinking a glass, and he couldn't escape it.

Nian An slowly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and said to Zhang Ming, "The shopkeeper's wine also has spirits."

Zhang Ming raised his eyebrows, thinking that this strange monk is too good at pretending, so he said: "Drink two more cups and you will know what it means to be alive."

"Really? You have to try the poor." Nian An smiled, and poured himself another glass of wine.

Zhang Ming just looked at him like this, and poured another glass of Tourist's Drunk into his mouth.

After drinking the second glass, Nian An's eyes were a little less clear, but he still calmly poured himself another glass of wine.

"One more glass."

Nian An raised the third glass of wine, closed her eyes, and poured it into her mouth.

After drinking three cups, Nian'an sat at the table with his eyes closed, he didn't seem to be drunk, but he was thinking about something.

"Not drunk?" Zhang Ming thought to himself, this is serious.

After a while, Nian'an exhaled slowly, and said to Zhang Ming, "Thank you, shopkeeper, for your hospitality."

At this moment, Zhang Ming really felt that this was a strange monk. Liang Shurong back then couldn't escape three drinks.

Zhang Ming glanced at him and said, "You are the first person who is still conscious after drinking three cups."

"Really? It's really an honor for Nian'an." Nian'an said with a smile.

Zhang Ming frowned when he heard the name, and asked, "What did you say is your name?"

Nian'an said it again, "Nian'an is poor."

Zhang Ming raised his head and took another look at the strange monk. The old man Huang said, the person who killed Su Kuang was now called Nian An, so he was actually a strange monk?

Chapter 108: Jian Jiuhuang and Cao Changqing ([-]-character chapter)

A solitary grave twenty miles away from Jian'an City.

Looking at the lonely grave in front of him, Nian An seemed to have something to say, but couldn't say it.

He glanced at the refurbished soil and muttered, "If I remember correctly, there should be a knife buried there, and it looks like it was dug out."

Looking back at the solitary grave, Nian An knew exactly who was buried inside, a person who died because of him.

Nian'an said to the person buried in the solitary grave: "After leaving Jian'an, Pindao went to many places and understood a lot of truths. A hundred years flies by in the blink of an eye. Pindao believes that the world has its own rules, and you are the one who messed up. rule."

After Nian An finished speaking, he raised his head and saw the last twilight of the sky disappearing before his eyes.

There will be no answer in the lonely grave.

"Today, I am the Dao. I don't talk about cause and effect. I will pay back what I owe you, but not now."

Nian An sighed, and said: "When I come here again... If I am a Buddha, then I will pay your life back."

Nian An took out the gourd behind him and poured the wine in the gourd in front of the lonely grave.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." Nian An closed his eyes and muttered.

In the past, he had a problem with his thinking and did many wrong things. Although he couldn't make up for it, he felt ashamed like everyone else. This is fate and there is no solution.

Fangyuan rules were completely forgotten when he cut off the hair, but what was cut off was the hair, not the world of mortals.

Maybe some things have passed away, but after a hundred years of panic, there will always be a few things left because they are still unsolved, and he can't hide them. If he really escapes, he will also fall into demons.

Dao is Dao, and Buddha is Buddha. He makes the distinction very clearly. He cannot choose one or the other, but both.

Nian'an recalled the scenes of a hundred years ago in his mind. He has lived for a hundred years, but he still has such a face. He laughed at himself and said: "All practitioners want to become immortals and live forever, but so what if they live long, or run away." This world of mortals will not complain."

But even so, he still couldn't see clearly what the world of mortals looked like.

.........

It was getting dark, Zhang Ming cleared the table, usually no drinkers would come at night.

That strange monk took a jug out in the afternoon to get drunk, but he didn't know if he was drunk or not.

Zhang Ming felt that a person who can drink three cups without getting drunk is qualified to take a jug out. It is no loss to him, it is just for fun, and the strange monk asked for it, so he gave it.

I thought it would be boring again tonight, but someone came.

Jian Wu stepped into the tavern, he was the only one, usually he accompanied Guo Xiao to the tavern, but today was a bit different.

Zhang Ming looked up and saw that Jian Wu's hair was a little messy, as if he had just fought with someone else.

"General." Jian Wu put the silver on the table.

Zhang Ming accepted the money, nodded and said, "Wait."

The general's line was brought up, Jian Wu put the long sword at his waist on the table, and then drank the wine.

Zhang Ming sat aside and asked, "Why didn't you accompany Mr. Guo today?"

Jian Wu didn't answer, the general entered his throat, it was the first time he tasted the taste of this wine, it was very suitable for his appetite.

Jian Wu pondered for a long time, poured himself another glass, and said, "This wine is much better than plum blossom wine."

"Actually, it's not much different, it's just that you prefer spirits." Zhang Ming said.

Jian Wu shook his head without explaining.

He lost again, losing to Gu Qingshan again.

When he was in Chang'an City, he was not called Jian Wu, and he did everything by himself, and he hadn't followed Guo Xiao at that time.

He is a swordsman, but the appearance of Gu Qingshan made him doubt the sword in his hand.

When he was in Chang'an, he fought with Gu Qingshan five times and lost five times. Gu Qingshan disappeared after fighting with him. It was only later that he knew that Gu Qingshan was no longer in Chang'an.

After being defeated five times and without eating or drinking for three days, he comprehended the Five Swords. Since then, he has called himself the Five Swords.

His obsession is the sword in his hand, he abandoned all the sword moves and sword styles he had learned in his life, and concentrated on practicing the five swords.

Later in Xuzhou, he found Gu Qingshan and wanted to fight him again. At that time, Gu Qingshan was no longer the master and lost his sword heart. Gu Qingshan agreed, but in the end, Jian Wu still lost.

He didn't understand, so he asked Gu Qingshan, Gu Qingshan told him: "Your five swords are really powerful, but you don't have your own way, your sword only has shape, but no spirit."

Later, Jian Wu met Guo Xiao, and Guo Xiao told him what is Tao and what is a sword, so he followed Guo Xiao.

Although he hasn't found his own Dao until now, he is much stronger than before.

But he still lost today, maybe because he couldn't understand it, Jian Wu asked Zhang Ming: "Shopkeeper, what do you think is the way of swordsman?"

"I'm not a swordsman." Zhang Ming felt that his question was a bit inexplicable, "I heard Gu Qingshan said that you have five swords, from sword one to sword five, but I have heard of a person who is somewhat similar to you."

Jian Wu looked at Zhang Ming, wanting to see what he would say next.

Zhang Ming also felt that the night was boring, otherwise he wouldn't have talked about it.

"That's a man who likes to drink rice wine. He is carrying a sword box and is missing a front tooth..."

Lao Huang is the groom of Beiliang Prince's Mansion. He accompanied his eldest son Xu Fengnian on a trip for three years. He was dressed in a ragged cotton jacket, missing a front tooth, and liked to drink rice wine.

After returning from traveling, he went to Wudi City to compete swords with Wang Xianzhi, the second in the world, and died in Wudi City.

Sword Nine's yellow-backed box flew up to the wall, standing 68 zhang away from Wang Xianzhi, all five swords in the box were released, sword one, sword two... sword eight, eight sword styles were all released.Wang Xianzhi responded with one hand, a total of [-] moves.

At the end, the sword came out nine times, and Wang Xianzhi moved with his right hand.