Women's First Swordsman [Transmigration Book]

"puff."

Mu Bai didn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

He stroked the little monk's bald head, and joked: "Yes, it's amazing. We found your senior brother only by relying on birdsong."

"Wow." The little monk raised his hands and clapped, then asked, "What did you say? Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp?"

Mubai looked at Su Mo, saw him half-closed his eyes and thought about it, and said slowly: "This depends on what kind of bird it is, and the calls of different birds are very different. Some birds can't understand, so we have to compare with it." Gestures are very complicated."

"Oh--"

Kong Yan and Kong Yuan at the side also suddenly said: "So that's the case, I have been taught."

Mu Bai, who had really experienced bird control, heard his nonsense, silently held back a smile and turned his face away.

The three monks asked many questions one after another, and Su Mo answered them one by one, all nonsense.

What, in order to create a good learning environment, disciples of Xuanhemen greet each other with bird language. For example, disciples of Lingyun Palace hold swords as wives, disciples of Xuanhemen raise birds as wives, etc. It is very nonsense.

However, one dared to speak, and the three dared to believe, so they were taken aback for a while.

After the incident, Kong Yan still sincerely sighed: "Sure enough, it is better to see once than to hear a hundred times."

Mu Bai thought that if the old man Bai He was here, he might be so angry that his beard would go up to the sky.

The reputation review of Xuanhemen was ruined by Su Mo, and the monks continued to chat about other sects.Konggu Temple and Pianyu Temple were nothing to discuss for them, so they involved the three sects of the neighboring country Jialan.

As we all know, among the three major schools of Jialan, Chaosheng Pavilion is the most showy. Apart from the martial arts conference and the annual martial arts competition with Lingyun Palace, it also sends disciples to participate in various singing and dancing evenings every now and then. Give Yushu Mountain Villa a newspaper to publicize it.

He also released Chaoshengge's unique cheat books -- "Guqin: From Beginner to Master", "Nanfengyi Exclusive Piano Score Collection", "Elder Meng: It's Not Too Late to Learn Qin at Fifty"...etc.

The little monk said: "I saw a copy of "Anecdotes Between the Master of Chaosheng Pavilion and the Master of Qinglian Valley" in Master's study..."

Kong Yan knocked him on the head: "You know how to read this kind of book at a young age."

Mu Bai raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's that about?"

"Well." The little monk covered his head and recalled, "Probably, the love-hate entanglement between the master of Chaosheng Pavilion, the master of Qinglian Valley, Qin Lanyi, and her twin sister, and finally the two of them got married and had children. daughter, the younger sister disappeared.”

"Twin sister...what's her name?"

"I don't know." The little monk shook his head and said, "It's not mentioned in the book, and many words are blacked out with ink. I have to guess many places."

"Blacked out?"

"Yes, there are still some places to look at, and suddenly it's one night later, it's really confusing."

As soon as Kong Yan heard something wrong, he quickly turned the topic back: "Speaking of which, in the martial arts conference a few years ago, the Xuanhemen were all present, but Qingliangu didn't show up. nice."

Mu Bai said softly: "At that time, the old owner of Qinglian Valley had passed away, and only a senior sister was taking care of the valley. How could I find time to attend the martial arts conference?"

"That's right." Kong Yan nodded and said, "It seems that the young man knows a lot."

The little monk said again: "I read in that book that the medical immortals in Qinglian Valley drink dew..."

Mu Bai nodded: "Yes, there is no need to go to the latrine."

Little monk: "Wow."

While speaking, half an hour had passed, Mu Bai was a little thirsty, took a drink of water from Su Mo's water bottle, and then leaned against him to rest his eyes and close his eyes.

The three monks were afraid that their voices would disturb Mu Bai's rest, so the carriage gradually became quiet.

When they arrived at Baihe Station, the sky was as dark as ink. A group of people stepped into the door and sat down at the two nearest tables.There were several glances from the corner.

Among them was a burly, middle-aged man with a bald head, who looked about 40 years old, with a scar across his left eye, and only his right eye staring at this head, with a dark gaze.

Mu Bai noticed it, but ignored it, and beckoned to Xiao Er.

He thought Su Mo only drank a bowl of porridge at the old man Baihe's besides the broken steamed buns.He picked the most expensive dish and ordered three dishes, and two bowls of white rice.

The young monk at the next table went to the shopkeeper to ask for the Jianghu post newspaper from the previous three days, and sat on the bench to read it.After looking at it for a second, he went to pull Kong Yan's sleeve: "Senior brother, look, the young hero Treading Snow has come to Wuti Kingdom, and he has brought two rebellious officials into the nest."

Previously, Treading Snow was only active in the territory of Jialan Country, so in the eyes of the people of Wuti, this chivalrous man was a distant legend in a foreign country, without much sense of reality.

As soon as his appearance in Wuti was published in the newspaper, it caused quite a stir.

Kong Yan brought the post newspaper over, drank a sip of tea while reading it, then suddenly thought of something, his eyes froze.

Wuti's domestic impression of Taxue is not so deep, but everyone knows his characteristics - white clothes, falling flowers, Tianyuliufangjian.

Sorahiko's eyes moved, and he fell to the next table.

According to the description, the Tianyu Liufang sword is two feet seven feet long and one inch nine wide. The sword is inlaid with seven white jade stones... It is basically the same as the sword that the young hero dropped on the ground yesterday and was picked up by him and returned.

Is it an imitation?

Sorahiko stroked his chin.

It is not impossible.Luo Wangchuan's imitation Liufenghuixue sword was once a hot seller, but now that the Taxue sword is in the limelight, it is very likely that the weapon shop will release the same imitation sword.

He looked at the sword on Mubai's back, and nodded secretly.

This sword is really handsome, I will ask the young man where he bought it later, if he has enough silver taels, he also wants to get one back for collection.

Xiaoer brought up the dishes one after another.The monks’ table only had two plates of stir-fried vegetables and snow-white steamed buns, while Mubai’s was much richer, including braised lion’s head, sweet and sour osmanthus fish, and even a roast suckling pig.

Mubai picked up a piece of fish, dipped it in the sauce, and put it into Su Mo's bowl. The crystal clear white rice was wrapped in the sauce, and the color was bright and attractive.

The three monks watched from here, and the steamed buns in their hands were no longer fragrant.

Mu Bai glimpsed it from the corner of his eye, bent his eyes to look over, and asked, "Would you like to taste it?"

As he said, he picked up a large piece of fish and put it in a clean bowl.

Kongyuan and the little monk swallowed at the same time.

Kong Yan said: "Young Xia, you are still weak, you should make up more, we won't eat meat."

The little monk felt aggrieved: "Brother... I just want to have a taste."

Kong Yuan squeezed his face together: "Brother, I want to have a bite too."

Sora Yan: "You all forgot what you said last time?"

When he mentioned this, Mu Bai remembered that the three of them swore to the heavens against the chicken soup that they would never eat meat again after eating this meal.

Mubai saw that the thorn was picked in the bowl, and he originally planned to serve the fish to the three monks, but he felt that he could not teach them to be those who broke the oath, so he took a spoon and poured the soup over it, and pushed it in front of Su Mo .

The little monk and Kong Yuan opened their mouths, watching Su Mo eat fish, salivating.

Kong Yan knocked on the rim of their bowls with his chopsticks: "Don't look at it."

At this moment, someone in the corner snorted coldly: "There are still three major sects of Wuti, and the Konggu Temple is nothing more than that. It's a joke that a sweet and sour fish can be so greedy."

Mu Bai looked towards the source of the voice, and it was indeed the bald middle-aged man.

The man had his eye on them as he entered the door.

Looking at Kong Yan and the others' surprised expressions, they should have never seen this person before.

Walking around the rivers and lakes, this kind of provocative Mubai for no reason has met three or two times, but he really can't figure it out. This guy who looks at least 40 years old, who is a full round older than Kong Yan, bullies the three Kong Gu Temple Little monk, don't you feel downgraded?

Kong Yan raised his eyes and looked at that person for a moment, then asked: "Senior, we don't seem to have offended you?"

The bald man sneered: "I just don't like you group of sanctimonious monks."

Kong Yan didn't understand: "Senior, you don't have hair either, so why bother with a bald head?"

It was fine if he didn't mention this, but when he mentioned it, the man stood up and slapped the table with his palm.

The whole table split from the middle and collapsed to the ground.

"It's not the fault of you bunch of dead bald donkeys!" The bald head drew a long knife from his waist, strode over, split the table of the three monks with one knife, and sent pieces of wood flying everywhere.

The other guests in the inn got up and hid aside one after another.

Mubai narrowed his eyes slightly.

This bald senior's skill is worthy of his age, very deep, not much worse than the Huangmei in the prime minister's mansion back then.

I am afraid that he is also a well-known figure in the Jianghu.

He heard someone whispering in the corner: "Is that Scar Eye?"

"Oh, it seems to be true."

When some timid people heard this, they didn't even bother to eat food, and immediately slipped out of the station.

Mubai had heard of this name before, and it was even more notorious than the yellow-browed monster in Wuti.

It is said that Scar Eye didn't have that scar on his face originally, and his hair was also black and thick. When he was walking in the rivers and lakes, he was called a romantic villain.

One day when he was doing evil with martial arts, he bumped into Master Kong Yuan, injured his left eye during the fight, and fainted from the pain on the spot.

After Master Kongyuan stopped him from doing evil, he took him back to Konggu Temple to recuperate from his injuries, and he also intended to accept him as an apprentice to teach him with Buddhism.

Scareye woke up from a coma and found himself lying in the meditation room of Konggu Temple.

He pushed open the door, and a gust of wind blew in front of him, feeling the coolness above his head.

So I went to find a mirror to look at.

In the mirror was a bald man with a hideous unhealed scar across his left eye.

Like a ferocious earth egg.

Dao Scaryan became angry from embarrassment, rushed into Master Kongyuan's room and cursed.

Master Kong Yuan shook his head, feeling that the man was hopeless, so he beat him up and threw him out.

Later, for some reason, the hair in Scar Eye never grew back.He hated Master Kongyuan to the core, and he couldn't beat him, so he had to trouble the disciples of Konggu Temple every now and then.

When Kong Yan heard the name, he immediately understood, pulled up the two juniors and ran out of the station.

Scar Eye chased after him, but was suddenly grabbed by the arm.

He turned his head and shouted: "Get out! Where is the yellow-haired boy, you are not in the way of the master."

Mubai didn't let go.

Scar Eye was notoriously fierce in fights, seeing that he couldn't pull his arm away, he turned his head and swung the knife away.

Mu Bai didn't have time to draw his sword, so he only used the scabbard to block the blow.

In this short amount of time, Kong Yan had already withdrawn to the post station with his two juniors.

He turned his head and saw this scene, and hurriedly shouted: "Let's go, young man! That's a madman."

If Mubai hadn't been injured, Sora Yan wouldn't be so worried, but he had just been poisoned yesterday, and at this moment his face was still pale, and he was full of sickness.

The onlookers at the station didn't think that the young man in white could do three tricks under Eye of the Scar.

However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mu Bai still drew out the Tian Yu Liu Fang sword and pointed it at the burly middle-aged man in front of him.

Scar watched the sword come out of its sheath, slowly revealing the simple swirling pattern and seven white jade stones on it.

He seemed to understand something, and sneered: "You yellow-haired boy, wearing white clothes and holding an imitation sword, you really think you are walking on snow... You don't even do a full set of acting, what about Luohua?"

Immediately afterwards, he saw the young man in front of him take out the petals and wave them into the air casually, and said with a smile, "Your offend for stepping on the snow."

Then he pointed his sword at the throat.