Jun Xie Chenxin

Qi Yang followed the fisherman to an extremely simple thatched cottage. The only thing worth seeing were the few rhododendrons planted by the outer wall of the house, with bright colors.

The fisherman invited Qi Yang into the house, and then poured a bowl of water for Qi Yang, "Sit here for a while, I'll go fish."

Qi Yang didn't answer. He watched the fisherman go to the tree stump outside to cut up the fish and clean it, then go to the stove to light a fire and prepare to cook the fish. He didn't continue to watch, but looked around the room.

There is only a table in front of me, an oil lamp on the table, three wooden benches, and a bed that is too simple to be considered a bed. There are thorns on the outside, a torn quilt that looks old.

The living conditions are really harsh and pitiful.

"Oh, the fisherman is back to pull. How is today?" An aunt with a vegetable basket passed by, looking at the fisherman with a smile on his face.

"Aunt Wang, today is okay, I caught a big fish!" The fisherman said, pointing to the carp that had been cut into several pieces on the wooden pier.

"Your carp must be as big as seven or eight catties! Why didn't you sell it in the market?"

The fisherman scratched his head in embarrassment, "A friend helped me today. If he hadn't helped me, the fish would have eaten my fisher and ran away, so I brought my friend back and made fish to eat."

Aunt Wang thought for a while, then took out ten Wen coins from her pocket and put them on the side of the stove, "I want to eat fish head recently, please sell me this fish head!"

"Aunt Wang, if you want it, I can give it to you." After saying that, the fisherman was about to hand over the fish head and ten Wen coins to Aunt Wang.

Seeing this, Aunt Wang pretended to be angry and said, "I can still take advantage of you? Take it!"

"But... these ten essays are too much!"

"Not much, not much!" Aunt Wang said, she also grabbed a handful of vegetables from the vegetable basket and threw them to the fisherman, and finally left with the fish head.

Fisherman, "..."

Qi Yang looked at this scene with a blank expression on his face. This person is quite popular.

After a while, the fisherman came up with a basin of fish, which looked pretty good.

Qi Yang didn't move his chopsticks, he took a piece of fish to taste after the fisherman took a bite.

"How is it?" Fisherman looked at Qi Yang happily, as if he wanted to get some affirmation.

Qi Yang grinned, not knowing how to describe this strange smell.This fisherman cooks fish just like fishing. He looks like he has two brushes, but he is actually strong on the outside and dry on the inside...

He had never eaten such a strange braised carp.

Let’s say this fish has a taste, it’s the fishy smell of the fish itself with some soy sauce smell, if you say it has no taste, it has a taste.It's just that the taste is indescribable.

"No..." He didn't say anything, Qi Yang saw that when the fisherman heard "no", he already had a pitiful look, so he didn't have the heart to hit him, so he changed the subject, " No... not bad..."

"It's okay." The fisherman smiled gently.

"Forehead……"

After eating, the fisherman asked Qi Yang if there was any place to go, and if he didn't mind, he could stay at his house for one night. Qi Yang thought to himself that he would sleep in the open no matter where he went, and it was the same here, so he agreed.

Into the night, the night is dark.

Qi Yang wiped the broken water with a cloth in the yard.Duan Shui Liu is a silver-white snow-like sword with a scabbard carved with flowing water patterns, about four feet long.

The fisherman came and stood beside Qi Yang, before he could speak, Qi Yang raised the unsheathed cut-off water and placed it across the neck of the fisherman.

The sword energy was exposed, and the fisherman's hair was raised.

There was no panic in the fisherman's expression, he looked down at the sword stuck to his throat, and asked rather stupidly, "Are you a swordsman?"

"Aren't you afraid?" Qi Yang sent the sword to Yu Lang's throat.

"Don't be afraid, your sword is not out of its sheath, if you want to kill me, I must have died long ago."

Qi Yang snorted coldly and withdrew his sword.

The fisherman squatted beside Qi Yang, looking at the silver sword with his head sideways, "This sword is so beautiful. For some reason, when I see him, I always have a strange feeling in my heart. Can you take a closer look at it?" ?"

Qi Yang glanced at the red spot on Yu Lang's neck, which was injured by the sword energy, and his eyes turned cold. Does this man really feel no pain?What a weirdo...

"This sword is not for ordinary people to play with." After finishing speaking, Qi Yang put away the Duan Shui Liu.

……

Before going to bed, Fisherman pointed to the bed board and said to Qi Yang, "We are all men anyway, so why not just squeeze."

Qi Yang had a cold face and said nothing, then smiled suddenly, and answered Fisherman, he said, "I like to sleep outside, so you sleep inside."

Fisherman nodded, of course he agreed.

The two slept with their backs facing each other. The fisherman thought that since Qi Yang was a swordsman, he must know a lot of interesting things, but he was in Huanyi Town all day long and had never been out, so he was quite curious about the outside world.

He asked a lot of questions, and Qi Yang answered them one by one, of course with mixed truths and falsehoods. In the end, Qi Yang didn't want to talk more, and said "Go to sleep", and then ended the conversation.

On the second day, the fisherman woke up early, and he was going to go to the market to buy some things. Just as he left, Qi Yang opened his eyes on the back.

He looked outside the door coldly, then got up, straightened his clothes a little, picked up his things and prepared to leave without saying goodbye, just as he stepped out of the room, a strong murderous aura hit him.

Qi Yang frowned, suddenly a person came down from the roof and slashed at Qi Yang with a giant axe in his hand.

On the stove, the porridge made before the fisherman left was scattered all over the floor.

Qi Yang clicked his tongue and waved his sword to deal with it. Suddenly, people from all directions surrounded him, and Qi Yang looked at them coldly, "Hehe, disciples from three of the top ten sects came to me at once. ? Southwest Poison Sect, Yukou Giant Axe Sect, Xianlin Little Sword Sect."

"Hmph! It's good to know our names! Hurry up and hand over the broken water of the lord! We can still leave your whole body!"

The one who spoke was the blue-clothed female disciple of Xianlin Little Sword Sect. She looked at a very gentle woman, but she was very arrogant when she spoke angrily.

"Little Jianzong, your female disciple is so fierce, she won't be able to get married in the future!"

"You!" The man was anxious, and stabbed Qi Yang with his sword. Qi Yang chuckled, and when the man was about to stab himself, he suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the female disciple's wrist, and bent it effortlessly, The sword in the woman's hand fell to the ground with a "bang", he became interested, pulled the female disciple towards him, and then touched her waist.

Seeing Qi Yang's face so close at hand, the female disciple blushed instantly, before she could swear, she was thrown to the ground by Qi Yang.

"You three sects sent to arrest me, you should send all your disciples, that's all, there is no chance of winning!"

"Speak wild words!"

With a roar, he rushed to the sky, and the person who spoke was the big disciple of the Juax sect who was holding a giant ax just now. This person has a deep inner heart and a body of brute strength, he is like a tiger with wings added.

He took the lead and rushed towards Qi Yang, followed by other disciples of the Juxue sect, and there were female disciples of the Little Sword Sect on both sides as assistants, forming a tendency to encircle him.The Southwest Poison Sect is a sinister sect, very good at using poison, and rarely attack people directly, they always attack secretly.

Qi Yang was quick-witted, stepped on his feet, flew up to the roof, and then swung his sword to pick up the thatched planks on the roof to attack everyone, disturbing their sight.

The big disciple of the Giant Ax Sect used force on the soles of his feet, shattering the stone slab under his feet, and then swung his ax to attack Qi Yang like a broken bamboo.

Later, Qi Yang used his strength to defuse his attack.

Before returning to his senses, Qi Yang suddenly felt his feet go soft, and he glanced at his feet.

White powder was scattered on the roof, and the powder under my feet was emitting pink smoke.

not good!

Qi Yang turned over quickly, but the soreness on his feet could not be relieved.

"Hey! Your head is mine now!" A grin came from behind, Qi Yang stared at the movement of the Giant Axe Gate and the Little Sword Sect in front of him, suddenly swung his sword and stabbed behind him, and the laughter turned into a howl in an instant .

Qi Yang coldly drew out Wudu, and Wudu's sword was covered with red blood.

"Yi Qing!"

The sneak attacker fell to the ground with a "suffocated hum" and said, "How is it possible, you obviously planted the poison I planted!"

Qi Yang sneered, "Hmph, poison? Did you apply poison? It may not have any effect. I really didn't feel it!"

"you!".

Several people besieging Qi Yang saw that the poison taught by Poison Art didn't work, their momentum lost most of their momentum, and they took two steps back.

Yiqing was dragged back, accidentally saw that Qi Yang's hand was turning purple, laughed twice, and coughed up residual blood, "Haha! Everyone, don't be fooled by Qi Yang, he is struggling now! The poison I taught in poison art has no effect! How is it possible! Looking at his hands, he is clearly trying to be brave! Let’s all take Qi Yang’s head together!”

Qi Yang looked behind him coldly, took out a dagger from his waist and threw it at Yiqing, the speed was so fast that no one could react.

Afterwards, Qi Yang quickly sealed the acupuncture points to prevent the poison in his body from spreading rapidly.

Today will be a bloody battle...