[Comprehensive] Ask the wine fairy

A teahouse near Wuzheng Villa, because the tea brewed by the boss always has a refreshing tea fragrance, so many people choose to stop at his house to drink a cup of tea and chatter. A few words.

And because it was just at the foot of the villa, Yuan Suiyun would occasionally go to his house to drink two cups to quench his thirst.

But today is different from the past. Even if it is lively on weekdays, there is a kind of quiet in the teahouse. Today, even if some people talk and others are quiet, there is a wave of excitement lurking in everyone's emotions, but the teahouse owner is not surprised.

In fact, in the past few days, people who come and go are almost talking about this topic.

Let's talk about that strange chivalrous man who fought decisively against the Central Plains swordsman as soon as he was born, with one against a hundred, and has not yet lost.

Yuan Suiyun picked up the teacup with his hands, quietly heard the conversations of the outsiders, secretly thinking that he came all the way from Shanxi?It's really his style.

When he drank the last sip of tea soup, put down his money and was about to leave, the storyteller who was recently invited by the boss folded a fan and came up with interesting stories about martial arts and heroes at his fingertips.

With the copper coins thrown on the stage as the accompaniment, the storyteller Ziruo directly plays the last time...

"Just say that wherever the man went, all the swords were broken, and everyone was shocked. An elder Xia from Shanshui asked him what his origin was, but the man didn't answer. Elder Xia asked again, why did you use this amazing weapon! Look at your martial bones He is clearly a swordsman with a brave heart, a chivalrous heart, and that man's methods are extraordinary, and his answer is also different from the past. He said: "What is a gentleman's weapon, what is the wonder of the world, if I wish, grass, trees, pine and rocks can be used as weapons." , now it's just a hammer, you make me laugh when you make a fuss..."

Using the storyteller's voice as the background, Yuan Suiyun stepped out of the door calmly, looked up at the hot sun, and muttered to himself.

"Grass, trees, pine and rocks can be used as tools. I haven't seen him for a while. Has his cultivation grown or his tone has grown a lot?"

I don't know, I don't understand, but fortunately, I am not the only one who is worried about that person.

The majestic Prince Da Yue always had strange people by his side.

Yuan Suiyun thought about this, and walked towards the main road leading to the villa at a leisurely pace. The people he met on the road all bowed their heads and saluted, and stopped respectfully, and he responded naturally. This shows the influence of Wuzheng Villa on this place. force.

At the same time, Dong Xiangyan's journey from Shanxi to the south has been so legendary that it has been compiled into a story and put in restaurants and teahouses. There are fewer and fewer people in the world who question his reputation. According to common sense Dong Xiangyan should be satisfied anyway, but he doesn't, he doesn't, he doesn't have the slightest intention of being satisfied, he no longer sticks to swords, knives, guns, sticks, axes and hooks, as long as there is a martial art he is good at, he will directly pick it up. It looked like he was venting something.

As he got closer and closer to Wuzheng Villa, his excessive behavior restrained a lot, and the "big hammer" Xiaojiu smashed his shoulder. No one would have thought that the recently famous Sword Stove Master would use such a small hammer to challenge the Central Plains group. Heroic.

Among the storytellers in various places, most of them pass on the sword, followed by the palm, and there are also various versions after that. The few "genuine" ones name him as a hammer, but they are generally described as meteor hammers. Or a weapon specially made into a strange shape.

The one in Dong Xiangyan's hand was strange to say the least. The fist-sized hammer had weird patterns all over his body, and the handle connected to the hammer was mottled in color.

As long as it is a color that can be recognized by the human eye, it can be found on it. However, such a messy color does not give people a dazzling visual effect, but it has a kind of neon beauty.

The colored satin is tied to the tail, which can be pulled and pulled, and can even be thrown out to be used as a meteor hammer. However, most of the time, Dong Xiangyan holds it in his hand, not like a weapon, but like a work of art or a toy.

For example, now, he carelessly holds the hammer outside, but because of its exquisite shape, it is so small and exquisite that no one recognizes him as the recently famous sword point master.

Dong Xiangyan blended into the crowd like an ordinary person, brushing past many passers-by.

"Ouch—"

Looking at the reputation, Dong Xiangyan was surprised to find that an old man was hit by a middle-aged man, and the fried chestnuts in the basket rolled to the ground. He raised his eyebrows and watched the reaction of the middle-aged man with the others.

It is said that the world is so big, there are always a few weirdos, Dong Xiangyan watched calmly for a while, the middle-aged man was obviously a local rogue, he bumped into someone without apologizing, and actually wanted to blackmail that old man instead.

Taking a deep breath, he turned the hammer twice in his hand, and threw it to hit the man's shoulder. The small weight was not big, but it had the weight to press the man to the ground motionless.

The middle-aged man coughed twice, vomited blood, and then acted like a tortoise struggling in horror.

"What's going on! I, I can't get up! Come, come, help me!"

The hammer on his back was not big, but he could feel the power as heavy as a thousand pounds coming from it, and he couldn't help but screamed for help in all directions.

There was an uproar among the crowd, and suspicious gazes continued. After seeing the shape of the hammer, needless to say, they were all worried that it was another blackmail.

"Rang Rang, please Rang Rang..." Dong Xiangyan walked out from the crowd, first picked up the old woman's fried chestnuts in sugar, put them in a basket, and handed them to her, then squatted in front of the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "How dare you be fine?" Are you looking for something?"

The man said in horror: "You, you are..."

Dong Xiangyan said: "I am the owner of the hammer, I am merciful, you can at most vomit some blood, so that your internal organs will not be smashed to pieces, feel the weight of this hammer, you know I'm not lying, right? "

Seeing how powerful he was, the man shook his head in panic, not daring to refute his words at all.

"Please, please, let me go, I just, impulsively, never dare to do it again!"

Dong Xiangyan held his chin and asked him: "Really?"

The man kept nodding: "Really, really! I swear to God that I would never dare!"

"Okay," Dong Xiangyan took the hammer from him. The man moved his body stiffly, and when he realized that he could move, he didn't dare to stay for a second, and ran out of the crowd.

A few passers-by who were hit gave him a dissatisfied look, and the rest saw that there was no excitement to watch, so they walked and did their business. After a while, the stagnant flow of people surged again.

"Thank you, junior, for helping me out."

The old woman selling candied chestnuts coughed twice, and held Dong Xiangyan's hand to prevent him from leaving.

When Dong Xiangyan was caught by her, a strange emotion flashed in his eyes, but the old woman didn't notice it, and forcefully took out a portion of the clean fried chestnuts in her basket and put them in his hand.

"I don't have anything else in my hand, only these chestnuts, and the rest can't be eaten if they fall on the ground. These are clean. Good people will be rewarded in future generations, so we should do more good deeds in the future."

The weird look seemed to be dispelled by these words, Dong Xiangyan said with a playful smile: "Ma'am, if you say that, I will really be a good person in the future to be worthy of these chestnuts."

The old woman bent her eyes, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were folded together, obliterating the beauty of her youth.

"Xiaosheng, don't you try it?"

Seeing that Dong Xiangyan didn't eat, she couldn't help looking at him expectantly.

Dong Xiangyan looked at the chestnuts fried in sugar in his arms for a moment, and there was nothing wrong with thinking about it. He looked around, found a clean stone step and sat down, put down the oiled paper bag and freed his hands to peel the chestnuts. The woman had been chatting with Dong Xiangyan.

"You are so handsome in your later life, is there anyone who promises you?"

Dong Xiangyan said with a smile: "I, let me be spared, I am doomed to be the lonely star of the evil spirit."

The old woman said dissatisfiedly: "How can you curse yourself like this at such a young age, even a child's words are not allowed!"

Dong Xiangyan was afraid that the old lady would be angry and said hastily: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's my fault."

While speaking, a large piece of chestnut has been peeled off, the surface is oily and it must taste delicious and sweet, Dong Xiangyan smiled and said: "Madam's craftsmanship is good, it looks very delicious."

When the old woman's vicissitudes of life glanced at the chestnuts, a strange light flashed, and she said with a loving smile: "If you like it, you should eat more."

Dong Xiangyan put the chestnuts in his mouth without doubting him, chewed them down, and swallowed them.

"It's really beautiful..."

The old woman looked at Dong Xiangyan happily, her expression turned into disbelief in an instant, she covered her throat with her hands and made a "hush" sound of difficulty breathing, her expression became extremely vivid as if she had been entertained.

"Hehehe—good people will indeed be rewarded, and that is to go to the underworld to be a ghost!"

The elderly woman opened her mouth, but what she spit out was no longer an old voice, but a crisp and sweet voice like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley.

Dong Xiangyan opened his eyes wide, and the others couldn't help but backed away a few steps when they noticed something was wrong.

The old woman straightened up from her crouched posture, and she was clearly a young woman.

Dong Xiangyan said with difficulty in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"

The old woman laughed loudly and said, "Who am I? I am a female butcher, a peach blossom bee, a five-poison lady, an ecstasy mother-in-law, and a grandma Xiong, but today I am Aunt Gongsun, the master of swordsmanship. My candied chestnuts are delicious! ?”

Dong Xiangyan scratched her throat with both hands, and the sound of breathing from her mouth became more and more broken.

As if pleased by this miserable appearance, Aunt Gongsun laughed coquettishly and said, "I can't help it either, who told you to reject that lord's invitation, Master Swordsman!"

Dong Xiangyan narrowed her eyes in pain, but said as if not yet reconciled: "...is...who..."

Aunt Gongsun said regretfully: "You know that, don't you? He once sent you a post, but you rejected him, and the adults didn't bother with you. A few years later, he prepared a second post for you, but you Still rejected him, that lord is not a person who pays attention to things but only three things, he has always been the one and the other, pointing the sword master, you have violated other people's taboo, and you can't complain about being called to ask for your life."

Dong Xiangyan: "...absurd...absurd..."

"Yeah, it's just absurd, but when is this worldly thing not absurd?" Aunt Gongsun said seriously: "When you die, the sword master, this strange hammer will belong to me, and it can be produced. The things that the sword master of the world famous sword cherishes will definitely be good things, don't worry, the sword master, I will definitely cherish them." Said a pair of beautiful eyes, Dong Xiangyan put it on the hammer in hand A ray of warm light flashed across.

At the critical moment of Xiangyan Weiyi in the east, a loud voice spread, which was inexplicably reassuring.

"Really, then you will be disappointed."

The author has something to say:

Dong Xiangyan: Yes, I am doomed to be the lone star of the devil.

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