Bliss Mountain used to be a spiritual mountain rooted outside Youzhou City in the North, but later, Lin Jue broke in by mistake, snatched the mountain god's seat, and refined the whole Bliss Mountain into a magic weapon. Since then, Mount Bliss has become an erratic ghost mountain that appears and disappears from time to time.However, for some people, the evil god who is not recognized by the Heavenly Court on Mount Bliss is a desirable existence, such as Qin Yao who is willing to use half of his life to change his face...
Lin Jue pushed aside the leaves in front of him with the scabbard, walked down a stepped mountain path, and went down the mountain not long after.
As soon as he stepped on the flat ground, the lushly forested Bliss Mountain behind him was shrouded in smoke and disappeared in the blink of an eye.Holding the sword in his hand, he walked towards Linchuan City without looking back.
It was already autumn, the weather was cool, and the main roads in Linchuan City were densely populated with pedestrians, and the shops and stalls on the street were noisy, knights riding past horses, farmers carrying burdens, vendors pushing small carts, Women carrying baskets, children frolicking past...painted a bustling and lively human scene in the city.
Linjue chose a teahouse at random, and as soon as he entered the door, he was led to a place by the window. As soon as he looked up, he could see the storyteller sitting on the high platform in the center of the teahouse, and he could see the best scenery in the city from his side. The Jingnv Lake here, although not as good as the private room upstairs, is still very good.
Satisfied, Lin Jue rewarded Xiaoer with a few copper coins at will, ordered a pot of Longjing and a plate of peanuts, and sat down there.
The storyteller rested for a cup of tea before he slapped the board and continued talking. "As we all know, Zhujian Villa is one of the most powerful forces in the Jianghu martial arts world. Today, seven of the top ten famous swords in Jianghu are from Zhujian Villa. Today, let's talk about the Zhujian Villa. host."
Hearing this, Lin Jue stopped drinking tea.
He put down the teacup, raised one foot casually to step on the bench, and looked up at the storyteller sitting on the stage.
Mr. Storyteller wore an inconspicuous gray robe, and a wooden table was placed in front of him. He had a thin face and a beard under his chin. He cleared his throat and continued: "Speaking of the owner of the Sword Casting Villa, he is a An extraordinary person. Twelve years ago, the martial arts sects fought fiercely for the position of leader, and the world changed..."
The storyteller's exaggerated statement not only didn't make people bored, but instead aroused the interest of many audiences. In this teahouse, there were also many knight-errants who had seen the grand occasion of various factions vying for the position of leader ten years ago. Yan immediately brought back memories of the past, and they all patted the table and sighed.
With a "pa", Xingmu clapped, and the buzzing chatter in the teahouse gradually quieted down.The storyteller glanced down the stage, stroked his beard and continued: "At the most critical moment, a young knight dressed in black and wearing a mask appeared out of nowhere. He was accompanied by a ten-year-old child, but only With a single move, he beat all the heads of various sects to pieces, and his profound martial arts practice convinced all the heads of all the sects present one by one. On the second day, the house prepared for the leader of the martial arts alliance belonged to the young knight-errant , and this chivalrous man is not only good at martial arts, but also very good at forging swords. The disciples he brought out are all famous masters of swordsmithing. The mansion changed its name after it had an owner, and it is now Swordsmithing Villa. "
"So that's how it is!" There are many young knights in the teahouse who have just graduated from the academy and sat in the teahouse to inquire about the news. 12 years ago, they were all children who had just started practicing martial arts. The owner of Zhujian Villa has long been a secretive existence. They admire this martial arts hero but rarely get any news about him.
The storyteller on the stage was spitting all over the place, still proclaiming the heroic deeds of the owner of Zhujian Mountain Villa, while Lin Jue in the audience was playing with cups boredly.Suddenly heard a very unexpected voice.
The source of the voice was two tables away from him.
"Look at that, tsk tsk, it's really stunning!" The voice was a young man in a sapphire blue robe, he was holding a folding fan to cover the lower half of his face and whispering to the person beside him, his eyes darting towards Linjue. aim.
His companion was thin, his face was sallow, and there were two bruises under his eyes. It was obvious that his body had been hollowed out by the wine. Hearing this, he immediately looked over and said disappointedly: "What can you see while wearing a mask? Brother Li Don't lie to me."
Li Si clicked his tongue when he heard the words, "Brother Zhang San, what are you talking about? We have been friends for many years, and no one will lie to you! Besides, I didn't let you see his face, so take a good look at him." That leg." As he spoke, he pouted towards him, "Look at that leg, how long it is! It's not too thick or thin, it's just right, and it's a martial arts practitioner, strong and strong, if I can wrap it around my body tonight, it will feel like..." Li Si said, staring at Linjue's legs stepping on the bench, and laughed wretchedly.But he didn't notice the sudden pale face of his companion.
The next moment, a huge force suddenly grabbed his back collar, lifted him up, and threw him out mercilessly.
Accompanied by an earth-shattering scream, the man in the sapphire blue robe knocked over several tables and fell into a pile of broken wood in a state of embarrassment.
The teahouse fell silent for an instant, and the storyteller forgot to take a picture of the Xingmu he was carrying, leaving only the painful and angry scolding of the man.
"Bastard! Which son of a bitch dares to sneak up on me? Come out! My majestic young master of the Golden Knife Gate..." The words came to an abrupt end, and Li Si lay on a pile of wood, looking at the young man who walked in front of him, The face grinning in pain suddenly froze.
The person who came was dressed in a dark blue dress with arrow sleeves and a tight girdle. He was tall and straight, with a heroic face. It was Fu Sui, the young owner of Zhujian Villa.
"Fu, master Fu Shaozhuang..." Li Si endured the pain and carefully smiled, but just as he was about to get up from the ground, Fu Sui kicked him back with one foot.
This kick was not light, and Li Si felt a crack in his chest, and one of his ribs was broken.His eyes turned black from the pain, and his anger rose from his heart for a moment, and he raised his voice: "Young Master, although you Zhujian Villa is powerful, you can't be so arrogant and domineering. I, Li Siping, was beaten by you for no reason. Today If you don’t tell the truth, we at the Golden Knife Sect will have to seek justice even if we try our best.”
The people in the teahouse didn't know what happened at all, they only heard a loud noise and the man was lying in the pile of rotten wood. At this time, they were all surprised when they heard Li Si's words. For such a heroic figure as the owner, the young owner under his knees is actually a dandy who beats people indiscriminately!
Fu Sui didn't care what other people thought.He stared heavily at Li Si, who was lying on the ground with his hands on his chest, and smiled coldly, "For no reason?" He raised his voice and said, "It's also called just for nothing to swear at me, the owner of Zhujian Villa, in public. For no reason?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ten people who came in a few steps behind him took a look in the teahouse, then walked quickly to Linjue's side, and they all clasped their hands and shouted respectfully: "Villa Master."
These ten people were dressed in different clothes, but they all had a square jade tablet engraved with a sword-shaped logo hanging from their waists, and the swords they held in their hands were all engraved with the logo of Casting Sword Villa, clearly they were the gatekeepers of the villa.
It turns out that the man who has been sitting under the window drinking tea is the owner of Zhujian Villa!Everyone was in an uproar, and Li was surrounded by ashes. He looked at the man in black in disbelief, then at Fu Sui standing in front of him, and said repeatedly: "Impossible, impossible...impossible, Zhuang Jian of Zhujian Villa The Lord is almost 40 years old, that person is at most twenty, how could he be..."
But facts are facts, and there is no room for him to deny or refute.
Fu Sui ordered Li Si and Zhang San who was hiding in the crowd to be arrested, and then immediately walked to Lin Jue.He is tall and tall, with profound cultivation, and when he walks like a dragon and a tiger, he is quite imposing.The onlookers were all in admiration, they felt that Bishop Zhuang really came from him, he really was a young hero.
"Father." The young man's eyes were heavy, and he looked at Lin Jue with a distinct disapproval.
Lin Jue helplessly retracted his foot on the bench and asked him, "Why are you here?"
Fu Sui said: "According to the time, the adoptive father should be back today. I originally wanted to take people around and pick up the adoptive father first. I didn't expect to see you drinking tea here by Jingnv Lake." He He came over excitedly, but unexpectedly, he heard the obscene words of those two people just after entering the door.
"Father, what should we do with those two people?" Speaking of those two people, Fu Sui frowned.
"It's just two jumping clowns. It's fine to beat them up. If the Golden Knife Gate comes to ask for someone, tell them to prepare more ransom." Lin Jue picked up the long sword on the table, and fought with his son and the others. Surrounded by the doormen, he left the teahouse, leaving all the discussions behind him.
"Then Li Si deserved it too. He doesn't have the slightest bit of vision, and he doesn't know how much blood the Golden Knife Gate has suffered this time, so Jianjian Villa is willing to release him."
"I'm afraid it's not as simple as bleeding. I heard that Li Si likes the south wind, but he never thought that he would dare to hit Lin Zhuang's idea on him. I don't even think about whether this is what he can imagine."
"It's also Li Si who is unlucky. Who would have thought that the owner of Linzhuang would be so young and condescend to sit in the lobby drinking tea."
"That's right, it's better to meet than to hear about it!"
"Although half of the face is covered, but only look at the exposed half of the face and the hand, it doesn't look like a young man! It looks like a brother to the young master, not a father and son."
"You don't understand this! The top masters have good looks, the younger they look, the more they should not be underestimated. Don't you see that Qingshan Child Elder and Minghu Young Master... they are all younger than the other."
"From this point of view, the young master is in danger!"
"How to say?"
"Think about it, everyone. This Fu Sui was not born to the owner of Linzhuang. Nowadays, everyone calls him the young owner of the village, but it is because there is no young owner in Zhujian Villa. But seeing the owner of Linzhuang today is still in his prime. I don't think so. Worrying about the heir, if he ever wants to marry a wife, he will have a son and a half in less than a year, and then..."
"It's not necessarily true. I heard that the villa has been controlled by the young master for the past two years, and the master Lin has long since ignored his affairs. I don't know..."
Needless to say, everyone already understood what he meant.
Lin Jue pushed aside the leaves in front of him with the scabbard, walked down a stepped mountain path, and went down the mountain not long after.
As soon as he stepped on the flat ground, the lushly forested Bliss Mountain behind him was shrouded in smoke and disappeared in the blink of an eye.Holding the sword in his hand, he walked towards Linchuan City without looking back.
It was already autumn, the weather was cool, and the main roads in Linchuan City were densely populated with pedestrians, and the shops and stalls on the street were noisy, knights riding past horses, farmers carrying burdens, vendors pushing small carts, Women carrying baskets, children frolicking past...painted a bustling and lively human scene in the city.
Linjue chose a teahouse at random, and as soon as he entered the door, he was led to a place by the window. As soon as he looked up, he could see the storyteller sitting on the high platform in the center of the teahouse, and he could see the best scenery in the city from his side. The Jingnv Lake here, although not as good as the private room upstairs, is still very good.
Satisfied, Lin Jue rewarded Xiaoer with a few copper coins at will, ordered a pot of Longjing and a plate of peanuts, and sat down there.
The storyteller rested for a cup of tea before he slapped the board and continued talking. "As we all know, Zhujian Villa is one of the most powerful forces in the Jianghu martial arts world. Today, seven of the top ten famous swords in Jianghu are from Zhujian Villa. Today, let's talk about the Zhujian Villa. host."
Hearing this, Lin Jue stopped drinking tea.
He put down the teacup, raised one foot casually to step on the bench, and looked up at the storyteller sitting on the stage.
Mr. Storyteller wore an inconspicuous gray robe, and a wooden table was placed in front of him. He had a thin face and a beard under his chin. He cleared his throat and continued: "Speaking of the owner of the Sword Casting Villa, he is a An extraordinary person. Twelve years ago, the martial arts sects fought fiercely for the position of leader, and the world changed..."
The storyteller's exaggerated statement not only didn't make people bored, but instead aroused the interest of many audiences. In this teahouse, there were also many knight-errants who had seen the grand occasion of various factions vying for the position of leader ten years ago. Yan immediately brought back memories of the past, and they all patted the table and sighed.
With a "pa", Xingmu clapped, and the buzzing chatter in the teahouse gradually quieted down.The storyteller glanced down the stage, stroked his beard and continued: "At the most critical moment, a young knight dressed in black and wearing a mask appeared out of nowhere. He was accompanied by a ten-year-old child, but only With a single move, he beat all the heads of various sects to pieces, and his profound martial arts practice convinced all the heads of all the sects present one by one. On the second day, the house prepared for the leader of the martial arts alliance belonged to the young knight-errant , and this chivalrous man is not only good at martial arts, but also very good at forging swords. The disciples he brought out are all famous masters of swordsmithing. The mansion changed its name after it had an owner, and it is now Swordsmithing Villa. "
"So that's how it is!" There are many young knights in the teahouse who have just graduated from the academy and sat in the teahouse to inquire about the news. 12 years ago, they were all children who had just started practicing martial arts. The owner of Zhujian Villa has long been a secretive existence. They admire this martial arts hero but rarely get any news about him.
The storyteller on the stage was spitting all over the place, still proclaiming the heroic deeds of the owner of Zhujian Mountain Villa, while Lin Jue in the audience was playing with cups boredly.Suddenly heard a very unexpected voice.
The source of the voice was two tables away from him.
"Look at that, tsk tsk, it's really stunning!" The voice was a young man in a sapphire blue robe, he was holding a folding fan to cover the lower half of his face and whispering to the person beside him, his eyes darting towards Linjue. aim.
His companion was thin, his face was sallow, and there were two bruises under his eyes. It was obvious that his body had been hollowed out by the wine. Hearing this, he immediately looked over and said disappointedly: "What can you see while wearing a mask? Brother Li Don't lie to me."
Li Si clicked his tongue when he heard the words, "Brother Zhang San, what are you talking about? We have been friends for many years, and no one will lie to you! Besides, I didn't let you see his face, so take a good look at him." That leg." As he spoke, he pouted towards him, "Look at that leg, how long it is! It's not too thick or thin, it's just right, and it's a martial arts practitioner, strong and strong, if I can wrap it around my body tonight, it will feel like..." Li Si said, staring at Linjue's legs stepping on the bench, and laughed wretchedly.But he didn't notice the sudden pale face of his companion.
The next moment, a huge force suddenly grabbed his back collar, lifted him up, and threw him out mercilessly.
Accompanied by an earth-shattering scream, the man in the sapphire blue robe knocked over several tables and fell into a pile of broken wood in a state of embarrassment.
The teahouse fell silent for an instant, and the storyteller forgot to take a picture of the Xingmu he was carrying, leaving only the painful and angry scolding of the man.
"Bastard! Which son of a bitch dares to sneak up on me? Come out! My majestic young master of the Golden Knife Gate..." The words came to an abrupt end, and Li Si lay on a pile of wood, looking at the young man who walked in front of him, The face grinning in pain suddenly froze.
The person who came was dressed in a dark blue dress with arrow sleeves and a tight girdle. He was tall and straight, with a heroic face. It was Fu Sui, the young owner of Zhujian Villa.
"Fu, master Fu Shaozhuang..." Li Si endured the pain and carefully smiled, but just as he was about to get up from the ground, Fu Sui kicked him back with one foot.
This kick was not light, and Li Si felt a crack in his chest, and one of his ribs was broken.His eyes turned black from the pain, and his anger rose from his heart for a moment, and he raised his voice: "Young Master, although you Zhujian Villa is powerful, you can't be so arrogant and domineering. I, Li Siping, was beaten by you for no reason. Today If you don’t tell the truth, we at the Golden Knife Sect will have to seek justice even if we try our best.”
The people in the teahouse didn't know what happened at all, they only heard a loud noise and the man was lying in the pile of rotten wood. At this time, they were all surprised when they heard Li Si's words. For such a heroic figure as the owner, the young owner under his knees is actually a dandy who beats people indiscriminately!
Fu Sui didn't care what other people thought.He stared heavily at Li Si, who was lying on the ground with his hands on his chest, and smiled coldly, "For no reason?" He raised his voice and said, "It's also called just for nothing to swear at me, the owner of Zhujian Villa, in public. For no reason?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ten people who came in a few steps behind him took a look in the teahouse, then walked quickly to Linjue's side, and they all clasped their hands and shouted respectfully: "Villa Master."
These ten people were dressed in different clothes, but they all had a square jade tablet engraved with a sword-shaped logo hanging from their waists, and the swords they held in their hands were all engraved with the logo of Casting Sword Villa, clearly they were the gatekeepers of the villa.
It turns out that the man who has been sitting under the window drinking tea is the owner of Zhujian Villa!Everyone was in an uproar, and Li was surrounded by ashes. He looked at the man in black in disbelief, then at Fu Sui standing in front of him, and said repeatedly: "Impossible, impossible...impossible, Zhuang Jian of Zhujian Villa The Lord is almost 40 years old, that person is at most twenty, how could he be..."
But facts are facts, and there is no room for him to deny or refute.
Fu Sui ordered Li Si and Zhang San who was hiding in the crowd to be arrested, and then immediately walked to Lin Jue.He is tall and tall, with profound cultivation, and when he walks like a dragon and a tiger, he is quite imposing.The onlookers were all in admiration, they felt that Bishop Zhuang really came from him, he really was a young hero.
"Father." The young man's eyes were heavy, and he looked at Lin Jue with a distinct disapproval.
Lin Jue helplessly retracted his foot on the bench and asked him, "Why are you here?"
Fu Sui said: "According to the time, the adoptive father should be back today. I originally wanted to take people around and pick up the adoptive father first. I didn't expect to see you drinking tea here by Jingnv Lake." He He came over excitedly, but unexpectedly, he heard the obscene words of those two people just after entering the door.
"Father, what should we do with those two people?" Speaking of those two people, Fu Sui frowned.
"It's just two jumping clowns. It's fine to beat them up. If the Golden Knife Gate comes to ask for someone, tell them to prepare more ransom." Lin Jue picked up the long sword on the table, and fought with his son and the others. Surrounded by the doormen, he left the teahouse, leaving all the discussions behind him.
"Then Li Si deserved it too. He doesn't have the slightest bit of vision, and he doesn't know how much blood the Golden Knife Gate has suffered this time, so Jianjian Villa is willing to release him."
"I'm afraid it's not as simple as bleeding. I heard that Li Si likes the south wind, but he never thought that he would dare to hit Lin Zhuang's idea on him. I don't even think about whether this is what he can imagine."
"It's also Li Si who is unlucky. Who would have thought that the owner of Linzhuang would be so young and condescend to sit in the lobby drinking tea."
"That's right, it's better to meet than to hear about it!"
"Although half of the face is covered, but only look at the exposed half of the face and the hand, it doesn't look like a young man! It looks like a brother to the young master, not a father and son."
"You don't understand this! The top masters have good looks, the younger they look, the more they should not be underestimated. Don't you see that Qingshan Child Elder and Minghu Young Master... they are all younger than the other."
"From this point of view, the young master is in danger!"
"How to say?"
"Think about it, everyone. This Fu Sui was not born to the owner of Linzhuang. Nowadays, everyone calls him the young owner of the village, but it is because there is no young owner in Zhujian Villa. But seeing the owner of Linzhuang today is still in his prime. I don't think so. Worrying about the heir, if he ever wants to marry a wife, he will have a son and a half in less than a year, and then..."
"It's not necessarily true. I heard that the villa has been controlled by the young master for the past two years, and the master Lin has long since ignored his affairs. I don't know..."
Needless to say, everyone already understood what he meant.
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