i have a sword fairy

Following the familiar and unfamiliar memory, I came to an open-air noodle restaurant.

He dropped a few grains of silver and ordered a bowl of noodles.

He Liu Sanbian subconsciously turned left and came to a greasy table in the southwest corner, sat on the bench on the right without hesitation, and waited quietly.

He bowed his head slightly, caught by something beside the stool across the table.

It was an old wooden board covered on the ground.

The entire open-air noodle shop is on sand and stone floors, with only a wooden board covered there.

The wooden board was already dirty, covered with footprints, and was trampled by an unknown number of guests who were eating noodles.

Liu Sanbian was a little distracted.

In fact, when he was in Yunshui Cave, he didn't feel sad when he learned that his relatives had left.

The hand holding the letter did not suddenly tighten or loosen.

Something that didn't suffocate the eyes, came out of those sullen eyes without saying hello.

Even looking at the family letter, he just calmly scanned the line of text that announced the news of his father's death.

Then read the letter at a slow pace.

No stormy memories, no dark senses.

Everything is sparse and usual.

The scenery of Yunshui Grottoes is still beautiful, and the warm sun in the afternoon is still leisurely.

At that time, he just lowered his head and folded the letter carefully, and the smile when he just opened the letter was still on his face.

Since then, he has been doing his daily tasks as usual.

Teach the dolls how to box, and listen to the kids at home reporting on their school work.

Eat, practice boxing, drink, sleep.

Eat, practice boxing, drink, sleep.

Eat, practice boxing, drink, sleep.

……

Just one day later.

He slept soundly in the afternoon.

Wake up naturally.

Opening his eyes, he saw a green basket swaying in the wind outside the window.

Suddenly he got up and started to pack his bags.

He felt that he had to go back and have a look.

……

The old noodle shop owner brought the warm noodles to the table.

Liu Sanbian took out two chopsticks, tapped the table upright, and then turned it over.

He blew lightly at the hot noodles that had just come out of the pan. Instead of attacking the noodles immediately, he first picked out the beef on the noodles and finished eating, then picked out two spoonfuls of chili oil from the small ingredients on the table, and turned Pour the circle evenly on the surface, and use chopsticks to turn the surface to the bottom and stir twice.

After another busy meal, I started to talk.

This skillful operation made the noodle restaurant owner who was preparing to leave beside him take a step.

"Hey, old customer, did the guest officer come here often before, but why didn't the old man remember it? Look at my memory..."

Liu San changed his head to eat the noodles and didn't answer.

"Hey, business has been bad in the past six months, and old customers are rare. The way of eating guest officials was taught by the old man when he first opened his business more than ten years ago. Later, many people found it troublesome, so he No more teaching."

Liu Sanbian still ate the noodles quietly.

The noodle restaurant owner grabbed the sweat towel on his neck and wiped his sweat, "The last person who ate noodles like this was that old Liu Liu half a year ago... alas."

The noodle restaurant owner shook his head halfway through, and left.

After a while, Liu Sanbian finished eating a bowl of noodles, he ordered another bowl and continued eating.

After that, it was bowl after bowl.

It's like eating until the noodle shop closes.

Just about an hour later, there was a sudden noise from the street where the noodle restaurant was located.

Then there were two more gongs, as if it was a custom code.

The whole street suddenly boiled.

"The little ancestor is here, hurry up, hurry up!"

"Hurry up and go, the guests don't eat."

"Wait a minute, return the chopsticks!"

"Hey, you haven't paid yet!"

The people on the street were like ants in a hot pot, running away in a hurry.

The same is true of the open-air noodle shop where Liu Sanbian is located.

The noodle restaurant owner hurriedly urged the guests to leave.

"Everyone, the old rules, hurry up, don't run into that evil young man, he sleeps in the brothel until noon every day, and has to pass by our street, and it is the time when his temper is the most irritable, don't get in his eyes, otherwise it will be bad fruit to eat."

Since the unlucky incident half a year ago, the business of the noodle restaurant has plummeted. At this time, it has some advantages, after all, there are few customers.

But the noodle shop owner just breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes swept a little, and his eyelids jumped.

Because at this time in the southwest corner of the noodle stall, a solitary figure was still eating noodles, ignoring the surroundings.

Especially the position he was in was exactly the place where the accident happened half a year ago.

The noodle shop owner is in a bad mood.

He turned his head to look around the empty street that was about to become empty, gritted his teeth, and hurriedly ran towards the guest.

"Don't eat it, run away!"

The noodle shop owner roared in his throat.

Liu Sanbian heard the words and put down his chopsticks and the empty bowl of noodles.

The noodle restaurant owner's heart dropped a little, "Yes, yes, hurry up..."

But the next second, the noodle shop owner's heart jumped.

"one more bowl."

The voice is flat.

A few broken pieces of silver bounced a few times on the table.

The owner of the noodle restaurant stared, and without saying a word, turned around and ran away, no longer staying.

Crazy, crazy.

Chapter 94

Liu Sanbian went to the pot to fish a bowl of noodles and came back.

Before leaving, he threw all the money on his body beside the noodle-cooking pot.

Holding the bowl, he suddenly stopped when he passed the dirty black wooden board that lay beside the table.

squat.

detective.

Extend two fingers.

Gently lift one corner of the plank.

At the entrance, it is a deep dark red!

Like the chili oil just added to the noodles.

He raised his eyes slightly.

Looking further into the depths, this pool of dark red spread to the darkness under the wooden plank that was not occupied by light.

I don't know how big the area is.

Liu Sanbian didn't look at it anymore, he flattened the wooden board that had slightly raised a corner, and retracted his two fingers.

The dark red retreated into the darkness.

He lowered his head slightly, licked his lips, and stood up slowly.

Back at the table, five fingers grabbed the chili oil on the table and shook it all into the bowl.

Eat noodles.

……

There are two things Qin Ji is most proud of.

The first thing is that he pitched a good tire.

He is the direct descendant of Langxi's Qin family, and his father is a Confucian Jindan cultivator who has power over the Wei Dynasty.

The second thing is that his reputation is so loud that no one knows it, no one knows it.

The former depends on life, the latter on himself.

Qin Ji was very satisfied.

Today, he woke up in Zuixianlou as usual, lying between Yingying and Yanyan.

He has liked to come to the brothel in recent years.

Not because he lacks women, but because he is tired of playing.

Whether it is the concubine of the palace, the handsome maid, the innocent girl, the lady of the official eunuch, the hero of the rivers and lakes.

He was tired of playing.

Even the good family of Zhenlie, who had been obsessed with them for a long time a few years ago, now feel boring.

As for the male style, he tried it, but it felt the same, whether it was up or down...

But Qin Ji felt that he couldn't be sorry for his "Hua Hua Tai Sui" name that resounded in Da Wei.

We cannot live up to the ardent expectations of the people of Liangjing who gave him this title.

So he felt that the brothel was a good place, not only to play, but also to learn new knowledge.

In fact, when he woke up today, Qin Ji wasn't going to go back to the house so early, and he didn't even have the motivation to go on the street to continue to "raise his prestige" and bully men and women.

There is no way, people are too famous, and they are already famous in Liangjing.

Especially after the immortal thing was shot to death half a year ago, the people of the entire Liangjing City would retreat and take a detour when they saw him.

At first, Qin Ji felt very majestic and satisfied, but after a long time, it became boring, and he even thought about going to the palace another day to play, but his father's student Li Shida persuaded him and promised to find new entertainment for him every day. play.

Such as today.

As soon as he woke up, he heard Li Shida say that a warrior who was not afraid of death was coming to him to seek revenge.

Finally met a hero who was not afraid of him and wanted his "dog life".

Qin Ji was so excited that he didn't even bother to wash up. Before he was fully dressed, he casually put on a brocade robe and ran out with a group of entourage to see the hero with his own eyes.

Meet him for a while.

Remember, it was eight years ago that the last time someone from Jianghu wanted to assassinate him.

He was very fond of it.

What happened to the people who assassinated him?

Qin Ji thought for a while on the way.