[Comprehensive martial arts] Huangquan Inn

There has been a major event recently in the rivers and lakes——

Xuejiazhuang, once the number one family in Dongwulin, was suppressed by the imperial court!

It is said that the villa owner Xue Yiren and his younger brother Xue Xiaoren were escorted by the army to the imperial city for trial. Only the eldest daughter who was married was not taken away in the huge Xuejiazhuang.

Miss Zuo, who married Xue Bin, was also forced to reconcile by Second Master Zuo. If Xue Bin was found to be involved in the big case, then the Xue family village, which was famous in Dongwu Lin in the past, would be in trouble in no time.

Hearing the evidence that Miss Zuo didn't want to divorce at first, and was dumped by the second master Zuo, Master Xue Bin was looking for evidence, closed the door in grief and indignation and saw no one.

"...Uncle Wuqing convicted Xue Xiaoren of nine serious crimes, and ordered the general of Tiance Mansion to bring him to justice!"

In the lobby of the tavern, an old man in a blue long gown was smoking a puff of dry cigarette, and in the bright eyes of everyone in the tavern, he described the major events that happened in Xuejiazhuang that day one by one, with a sonorous and forceful voice.

As soon as the sound of Xingmu sounded, everyone in the audience sighed continuously. There had been constant disputes in the Jianghu for several months, but none of them was as big as this one, and they all started talking about it.

"I never thought that that useless second master of Xuejiazhuang would commit such a heinous crime. It's really courageous."

"How can you be a waste if you can raise a killer group under Xue Yiren's nose?"

"Perhaps you think that Master Xue can save him?"

"Maybe Xue Yiren knows it himself. Didn't he admit that he did everything?"

"This is so ridiculous. As a person in the Jianghu, you should meddle in the important affairs of the court. I am afraid that you have forgotten the heroic appearance of Empress Heze sweeping the Jianghu back then?"

"When His Majesty He Ze set his sword in the rivers and lakes, how long was Xue Xiaocai born, and what do you know?"

"Hey, it's as if this brother has seen His Majesty's true face."

......

The storyteller listened to the discussion with a smile on the stage, took a sip of tea, and suddenly heard someone raised his voice and asked: "This is wrong, old man, it is true that the ruthless head arrest is the first of the four famous arresters in front of the imperial court. How can we move the Tiance Mansion?"

Everyone said "yes" one after another, the Tiance Mansion belongs directly to the emperor, and they had been fighting for the emperor before, how could there be a group of soldiers here as the old man said?

The storyteller smiled mysteriously: "Uncle Wuqing can't adjust the Tiance Mansion naturally, so he raised the Pingluan Jue!"

"Ping Luan Jue?"

"Ping Luan Jue."

Now no one questioned it anymore, if Uncle Wuqing really used this thing, it is only natural that the officers and men of Cefu would follow his orders that day.

As we all know, seeing Ping Luan Jue is like seeing the Son of Heaven,

After a few sips of wine, everyone began to discuss along with the rumors circulating in the rivers and lakes these days.

"...Is this Xue Xiaoren taken away for those nine crimes, or is he going to take the blame for Xue Yiren?"

"Xue Yiren was also taken away. Is it true that as Xue Yiren said, the imperial court is going to attack the martial arts in all directions?"

"Listen to this 'blood-clothed man' nonsense. His Xuejiazhuang didn't help His Majesty Heze to raise troops back then. It's the court's turn to kill it? What's more, although we are people from the Jianghu, we have constant disputes on weekdays. Seeking revenge and killing people is just a matter of Jianghu. At the end of the rivers and lakes, how can anyone do anything to ordinary people like Xue Xiaoren? That's more than 300 lives!"

"Didn't the Qingcheng faction destroy the Fuwei Escort? Second Master Tie Shou encircled the Qingcheng faction first!"

"Someone in my family was in the capital, and sent me the latest official report issued by the imperial court. It clearly stated that the Qingcheng sect was killed by the General Bureau, and only Lin Pingzhi, the Fuwei Escort Bureau, was killed by the Lin family. The provincial branches were also wiped out, but it was also due to Xue Xiaoren's killer group."

"What Xiongtai said is very true, but the Qingcheng faction is the mastermind of Fuwei Escort Bureau. My younger brother thinks that it is the following crimes. If you say that obstructing the court's decision-making and assassinating the court officials, it is the same as treason. "

"That's right. Although those coaches are only responsible for teaching the people to practice martial arts and strengthen their bodies, they are also appointed by the imperial court. If they say kill them, they will kill them. Isn't it because they don't take the imperial court seriously?"

"Hey, maybe the current dynasty should be regarded as the previous dynasty. Didn't the former dynasty just let the martial arts seniors come and go freely—"

"The imperial court sent two of the four famous arresters to thoroughly investigate the case of the Fuwei Escort Bureau, and later even sent Tiance Mansion to go there, which shows that it attaches great importance to this matter. Then Xue Xiao's life cannot be saved, and Xue Yiren does not know whether he is alive or dead. "

"Anyway, he was once the number one swordsman in the world, and he has a lot of friends. Can't he escape from prison? Can't others save him?"

"Hero, are you kidding me? The Tiance Mansion personally forced the person involved into Chang'an to meet the emperor. If Xue Yiren dared to run away, or whoever dared to save him, wouldn't he be afraid of being punished by the Nine Clans?"

"What's more, Xue Yiren was the number one swordsman in the world 20 years ago. Nowadays, there are a large number of talents in the four martial arts. He has not competed with Yan Nantian, the number one swordsman in the southern martial arts. How can he know how good the two are?"

"The Xue family village on the left and right is over. What I'm more curious about is what Xue Xiaoren said is even better than the "Evil Resisting Sword Manual". What is hidden in the scroll in his mouth?"

"Didn't Xue Xiaoren use the Fuwei Escort just for the "Evil Resisting Sword Manual"? The picture scroll may contain a martial arts secret book that is even more powerful than this sword manual hahahaha!"

"Even if it is hidden, it is something belonging to the royal family. I would like to know how Lin Pingzhi got involved with the court, as if he just popped up out of nowhere."

"Speaking of Lin Pingzhi, I don't know where he went. His family's sword manual is probably in his own hands."

"I do know that, it is said that it has something to do with Lu Xiaofeng."

"Lu Xiaofeng?"

"Lu Xiaofeng ran into Lin Pingzhi who was doing odd jobs there when he was having a drink at an inn in the middle of Sichuan. Do you think that with his personality, he would not care about this business?"

"That's right. But this Lin Pingzhi is really embarrassing. He was originally a young master of the bodyguard bureau, but how did he end up working as a handyman in an inn?"

"His family is all dead, so it would be nice to save one life. After hearing that he personally killed the head of the Qingcheng faction, he said that he had avenged his revenge and wanted to go back to repay his favor, so he went back to the inn."

After a while, someone asked, "Which inn is he in?"

The storyteller watched coldly as these people discussed to the end, and the topic turned to Lin Pingzhi, who possessed peerless swordsmanship. He flicked the dust off his body, and coughed a few times: "This old man knows."

"Old man, if you know it, don't let it go!"

"Say it quickly!"

One or two, thinking that the greed in their eyes is well covered up.

The storyteller sneered in his heart, and said cheerfully: "Mr. Lin told Uncle Wuqing that he will stay at the Huangquan Inn in Kuizhou from now on."

"Yellow Spring Inn?"

"This name is so weird and eerie."

"There is still a story to tell, the old man will not come tomorrow, so let's tell all the knights together this time." The old man said again, "Do you know why Xue Yiren was arrested without a fight?"

"Why?"

"It's just because someone found a picture scroll from Xuejiazhuang and showed it to him." The storyteller was mysterious and aroused everyone's curiosity.

"What scroll?"

"The picture scroll is a portrait of the emperor and teacher. If it is special, it is only that it was made by His Majesty Heze himself." The storyteller said in a melodious tone, "The one who makes Xue Yiren bow his head is the person who displayed the picture scroll!"

"Who the hell is it? I'll give you a piece of wine, mercury, and money. Don't let the old man be tricked!"

A swordsman sat at the nearest place under the stage, reached out and took out a silver coin and threw it on it.

"A friend of this old man happened to be at the scene, and he told me that the ruthless uncle called her Mrs. Jia." The old man took the money and said with a smile, "Everyone here knows about this, but only my friend heard about it. The female general surnamed Shi of the family's Tiance Mansion privately called her 'Sister Yuanchun'."

"Jia Yuanchun?"

Everyone smacked the name, only to feel that it was a bit familiar, and immediately felt a huge shock in their hearts.

Who is the most famous Lord Jia in the imperial court?

The words "Jin Yiwei" hit their hearts heavily. Unlike the Tiance Mansion, which has always acted law-abiding and upright, the mysterious Jin Yiwei is a sharp knife hanging over the government and the opposition.

For a moment, everyone was silent, and the cautious thoughts about the "Sword Manual of Resisting Evil" or the statue of the emperor that rose in their hearts were gradually overwhelmed by some kind of fear.

Jin Yiwei takes people, but never cares about the target.

There were constant turmoil outside, and Lin Pingzhi, who returned to the inn, no longer cared about it.

He's doing something he's long wanted to do.

In front of Huangquan Inn, beside the Naihe Bridge of Qingxi River.

Lin Pingzhi lit a lotus lantern in his hand and put it into the stream under the Naihe Bridge.

At this moment, the small golden bridge is covered with white flags, fluttering silently in the breeze.There are lotus lanterns floating in the clear stream under the bridge one after another, following the current of the water, they disappear into the distance, seeming to be immersed in the endless darkness.

"320 nine, 330, 330 one, 330 two..."

After lighting a lamp and counting, a total of 360 five lotus lamps were put down, Lin Pingzhi knelt in front of the altar that had been set up for seven days, and silently recited the names of relatives under the spring.

'Father, mother, master, Ping'er has avenged your enemies with his own hands.Those who killed the relatives and friends of the Escort will be punished by the imperial court as crimes. '

'The boss told me that it is only right and proper to kill people to pay for their lives, so don't worry about your son being too tainted with murder. '

"The boss's kindness to me is as great as a mountain. Ping'er has decided to stay in the inn to serve the boss. Don't worry about your son's future. '

'The princes of the underworld are busy with their affairs, so if you have a chance, you can go back by reincarnation. '

......

Lin Pingzhi looked solemn, closed his eyes, and recited the words that he had thought about for a long time to his relatives in the spring one by one.

When the afterglow of the setting sun was still faint, he opened his eyes, put the paper figurines that had been made on the altar into the paper basket, carried them across the Naihe Bridge with both hands, and burned them to death.

When he moved, there was a young man in white shirt standing on the bridge railing, holding a gun and saying: "The soul is back - the soul is going!"

With the crickets singing in the wind, it was extremely sad.

After all these blessings, Lin Pingzhi stood at the head of the bridge and looked at the black ashes under his feet, his eyes slowly changed from distant to normal.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's all right?"

Changing from her scarlet shirt to a white one, Wang Lianhua, who was acting as a blessing Taoist priest, landed lightly from the bridge railing, put away the small soul calling bell, and patted Lin Pingzhi on the shoulder.

"Okay." Lin Pingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, "Although I know that my parents are all well in the underworld, I still have to have a customary blessing in my hometown."

Otherwise, Zongquan's relatives and friends will not blame him, and he will not be able to get over this hurdle in his heart.

Wang Lianhua said seriously: "You have been working tirelessly these days to make more than 300 lotus lanterns, and you did not fake other people's cooking blessings. Go back and rest."

The golden crow wiped away the last ray of light, the silver moon climbed up to the sky, and Lin Pingzhi nodded.

When he and Wang Lianhua returned to the inn, they saw Xunfeng poking the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of him boredly, but he didn't even speak.

After seeing them, he said, "I'm back."

Then he picked up the steaming sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of him, squinted his eyes and took a bite.

Shi Liancheng, who was sitting at the side table, turned his head: "Ah, Mr. Lin is back."

Spinniang came with a bowl of hot soup and Pingting smiled and said: "It's just in time to come back, come and drink some soup to warm up."

Lin Pingzhi glanced at the simple but thoughtful meal on the square table, his heart warmed, and before he could speak, Wang Lianhua jumped out from behind him: "Bin Niang, don't you have my share?"

Spinniang hummed lightly: "It's in the kitchen, go get it yourself."

"This differential treatment is also very obvious." Wang Lianhua shook her head, her figure disappeared into the hall like a light smoke.

Lin Pingzhi scooped up the soup slowly, and sighed: "Wang Lianhua's skill is getting better and better."

Shi Binniang and Shi Liancheng giggled: "Mr. Lin, don't mention this in front of Mr. Wang."

If you mention it, Wang Gongzi will definitely remember how it was all practiced, and his narrow-mindedness will definitely come back.

Lin Pingzhi lowered his head, covering his lips with a slight smile.

If he didn't know that a certain page in "Shan Hai Jing" had been hammered for countless days and nights, he wouldn't want to mention it when he came out.