I heard you want to counterattack

Dayuan 14 years.

The old man said the Yellow Crane Tower and fireworks went to Yangzhou in March.

It is the early spring season, and the famous Yanliu and Qionghua in Yangzhou also attract a large number of rich children to play.

The sounds of hawking and noise in the streets are endless, young masters in brocade robes, nodding servants, ladies covered in light veils, and knights-in-law with swords and knives.

There are all kinds of things in the world, but this is the case.

"Delicious oil cake..."

"Young master, come and take a look at this beautiful and exquisite gadget..."

The elegantly decorated teahouse was also full of people, but at first glance, most of them were from the rivers and lakes of Malaysia with golden swords.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse was used to this scene, sitting behind the counter leisurely flicking the abacus, the crisp bead tapping was drowned in the noisy voice.

People in Jianghu speak and do things with a reckless atmosphere, and in the eyes of the common people, they are the existence of drinking and eating meat.

Although this statement is a bit one-sided, it is true that many children of the Jianghu look down on those tempered tempers, and drinking tea is not as enjoyable as drinking.

But now that they are sitting here, they seldom have the purpose of simply tasting tea.

Some people were frightened by the battle as soon as they arrived at the door. They took a few steps back and saw that the place they came from was indeed a teahouse, and asked the hawker at the nearby stall inexplicably, "Why are there so many quacks here?"

He himself doesn't like the smell of alcohol in restaurants, so he prefers the quietness and elegance of teahouses. How did these Jianghu people who don't like this style come here?

Is the sun coming out of the west?

The peddler who was interrupted saw that the person who stopped him was a young man with a red face and white teeth, a pair of red phoenix eyes slightly raised, holding a white folding fan, and a jade pendant with a good water quality on his waist, such a handsome and unrestrained young man .

The peddler, who knew countless people, knew at a glance that this was someone he couldn't offend, and immediately suppressed his dissatisfied expression, "I heard that you are from another place."

The peddler glanced at the teahouse, and said to Brother Young Master, "Have you heard of Linglong Pavilion, Young Master?"

The name Linglong can almost be said to be a rotten street, such as gold brands, jade stores, and antiques, almost everyone is called this name.But at this time, it can't be that kind of vulgar thing that can be said by the peddler.

Brother Young Master was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, "You mean...the Linglong Pavilion?!"

What he said was endless, and the peddler was not surprised, so he agreed with a smile.

"That's great!" Brother Young Master slapped his folding fan, his eyes were so bright as he looked at the teahouse, "Ah Shu!"

A short and thin figure behind him stepped forward and gave the peddler a whole ingot of silver, which was five taels.

The peddler took it in surprise, and his eyes were almost cracked with laughter, "Thank you, my lord!"

Earn a fortune!At first, I thought it would be amazing to get two or three papers, but who knew this person was so generous!

Brother Gongzi looked at the teahouse in front of him, and waved his hands vigorously, "Let's go and have a look!"

The teahouse was almost full, and there was no place to step down in the lobby on the first floor. The child took people up to the second floor, and there was no good seat. The master and the servant could only sit in a corner where the stairs could not be seen.

But this can't stop the young master's curiosity, he keeps looking left and right, full of novelty.

"Miss." The young man dressed as a servant on the opposite side called in a low voice, and it was known from the thin voice that this was a little girl dressed as a man.

The little girl was nervous, seeing her young lady showing signs of crying, "Miss, let's go back as soon as possible."

Whose lady with a three-legged cat kung fu dares to take a maid with the same three-legged cat, and just go out to make a living?

I'm afraid I live too comfortably!

And the "brother son" whom she called Miss had a nonchalant expression and waved his hands, "I know, I know, I'll go back when I've had enough fun. Alan, you're really nagging."

After finishing speaking, she leaned over excitedly, "Alan, what do you think it is like to release the rankings in Linglong Pavilion?"

"Miss……"

"It must be spectacular!" Completely ignoring the wanting to cry of her maid, the young lady disguised as a man was talking to herself, her pair of red phoenix eyes rolling.

Linglong Pavilion, that is a mysterious organization that is known to everyone in the world, and it is said that even today's people are afraid of it.

It just happened to coincide with the release of the Grand Master Ranking every three years, and Yan Shanshan felt that she was really lucky.

From a place she couldn't see, a line of sight stared at her from above the tea house for a few seconds, then lightly looked away.

"Heaven's Beloved..." Pei Zhiyi sat on the third floor in a white brocade robe with dark patterns, playing with the teacup in his hand with Yubai's fingers, smiling but not smiling.

[Hmm... To be precise, it should be one of the darlings of heaven. ] System rigorous supplement.

If this world is written as a novel, it should be a martial arts novel, and it should also be a heroine's romance.

The story mainly tells about a modern college student who travels through time and space, and arrives at an era where superficial history and the imperial court are equally important, and becomes the only daughter of a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River.

After knowing that there is a real rivers and lakes in this world, the heroine Yan Shanshan went out foolishly and sweetly, holding tens of thousands of fortunes in her hands, but she had no ability to protect herself, and naturally encountered a series of bad things. , and thus met her destined person.

All in all, looking at this world from Yan Shanshan's point of view, the whole day-to-day relationship, the affairs of the rivers and lakes are at most the flavoring agent of their loving life.

Among them, the only one who can be called a villain should be the Demon Cult, which is always against the righteous way.

And Pei Zhi's mission was also very clear, by name, Pei Zhi was asked to help the leader of the Demon Sect, Li Han, counterattack.

Thinking of this, Pei Zhi paused to drink tea, [System, the leader of the Demon Cult, still need to counterattack? ]

All crooked sects and evil ways are collectively referred to as the Demon Cult, which can be compared with the entire righteous way. The position of the leader of the Demon Cult can be said to be very high-end. Just like that, do you still need a counterattack?

The system explained embarrassingly: [Counterattack also includes changing the ending of the villain's final death...]

It hinted: [The reputation of the leader of the Demon Cult... is not very good. ]

Pei Zhi was silent for a moment, understood, it meant that he had to worry about the villain's external image.

Demon cult leader, external image.

Hmm, no problem.

The system may also feel that it is difficult for some strong people, so it actively lowered the difficulty, [at least not as bad as before...]

[understood. ]

Pei Zhi responded indifferently, and just as he put down the teacup in his hand, he saw the shopkeeper of the teahouse coming up the stairs.

The people on the first floor and the second floor couldn't help being quiet, wishing to stretch their necks to have a look, but they wanted to maintain a proud and lonely demeanor.

Everyone knows that each branch of Linglong Pavilion has three floors, the first and second floors are open to the outside world, but the third floor is not accessible to anyone.

So far, no one has been able to go to the third floor. It is said that it is the exclusive area of ​​Pavilion Master Linglong.

However, the owner of the Linglong Pavilion always sees the head and never sees the end. With so many Linglong Pavilions divided into pavilions, no one knows where the pavilion owner will go.

Could it be that they were so lucky that they met the owner of the Linglong Pavilion in Yangzhou by such a coincidence this time?

These people were so excited that they were dying, but they insisted on their own identities. It's just that the atmosphere in the whole teahouse was agitated a lot.

"My lord." The shopkeeper stopped at the stairs on the third floor, and saluted respectfully under the eyes of everyone, "The time has come, do you want to release the list?"

Everyone was silent, An Jing held his breath and concentrated, listening to the sound of clear springs and stones coming from the third floor, but as cold as frost and snow.

"can."

Hearing this sound, it was as if snow suddenly fell in the hot summer, and a burst of icy cold breath swept across the entire teahouse, making everyone excited and serious.

Especially the people on the second floor, all of them had solemn faces, which made the sensitive little maid tremble.

The coercion in this voice is definitely far beyond first-class, I am afraid it is close, or it is a great master.

Yan Shanshan didn't realize so much, she was just in a daze... a nympho.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh

Just such a syllable, it sounds so good that she can't breathe! !

The shopkeeper was ordered to leave, went to the first floor, bent to the back for a while, and came back, and there was a large folded piece of paper in his hand.

The air flow resumed on the first floor, and everyone's attention was attracted by the "Grandmaster Ranking" that was about to be posted, and whispers sounded again, but this time the voice was obviously restrained a lot.

Yan Shanshan took a deep breath, grabbed the little maid's hand excitedly, and screamed in a low voice, "I can swear, this person is absolutely beautiful!"

maid:"……"

All the Jianghu people with good ears: "..."

With internal strength, they can hear you no matter how softly you speak!

Someone glanced vaguely at the third floor, and as expected, the pavilion master might have heard it too.

Where did this silly white sweet come from?

I don't even know how I died.

"Whoa-"

The shopkeeper downstairs walked to the center, facing many first-class players in the world, his expression did not change, his wrist shook, and the long strip of paper in his hand seemed to be pulled straight up without wind, and the top was firmly hung. Between the third floor and the second floor, it barely stopped.

The paper carrying the shopkeeper's internal force was not damaged at all, and the name on it was impressively imprinted in people's eyes.

Many people looked at the shopkeeper with serious eyes.

With this skill alone, this mediocre shopkeeper turned out to be a top-notch master.

Linglong Pavilion is really a mystery.

Everyone has different thoughts, the "Grandmaster List" has been released, the teahouse closed its doors to thank the guests, and in a blink of an eye, everyone left completely.

Night fell.

A black shadow jumped up the building next to it, and disappeared behind the building in a blink of an eye, without alarming anyone.

Tea house, third floor.

The shopkeeper who came to report the affairs retreated in a dignified manner. Pei Zhi was wearing a white fox cloak, and the tea on the table was steaming. The young man looked at the Yangzhou City gradually shrouded in darkness, wondering what he was thinking.

A breeze blew through the hair on his forehead, and someone sat in front of him with a smile on his face.

"Xiao Zhizhi, do you miss me?"

Pei Zhi didn't raise his eyelids, and the teacup in his hand popped out, just blocking the shoulder of the man leaning over.

The man chuckled, took the teacup firmly, looked at him, and took a sip with great enjoyment, "Sure enough, Xiao Zhizhi drank it, it's so sweet."

The corner of Pei Zhi's mouth twitched, and he glanced up and down, but he didn't make a move, "You are..."

"Have you become a monk?"

That person: "..."

Pei Zhi said sincerely: "Very good."

Just to change your bad temper.

The author has something to say: school has started!My cerebral hemorrhage QAQ in online class

Time is running out, so I can only update at nine o'clock in the future_(:з」∠)_

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Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 421944011;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Jieshan; 1 bottle of Xia Mu Qianzhi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!