Yangyue

In the southwestern area where there are many martial arts sects, talking about martial arts is nothing more than a common thing.

One of the men raised his head and took a big sip of wine, wiped his lips, and said, "Let's not talk about our southern land, you say, if you look at the world, whose martial arts can be called the best in the world?"

Another man in coarse sackcloth with a majestic ax slapped the table boldly, and his rough voice took over the conversation: "Today's martial arts master is naturally the Suzerain of the Wuji Sect, Zhao Shiling! His flying flowers touch the ice palm The Dharma, my mind is bright and the Dharma is unique in the world.”

At first the man snorted coldly when he heard the words: "I don't agree with what you said. What is Zhao Shiling? He almost went crazy when he practiced magic arts in his early years, but now he is over sixty, and his martial arts are far from what they used to be. How majestic is it? Let me tell you, the number one martial arts master in the world is the head of the Star Picking Sect, Zhou Feiyan, who is known as the Great Immortal of Picking Stars, and his Star Picking Sword Technique has never been heard of anyone who can break it."

The third person, who had been drinking in silence, suddenly shook his head and said, "You are all wrong."

This man was ordinary-looking, wearing an inconspicuous black cloth, with scars on one side of his face, and only four fingers on his right hand, the little finger was cut off from the base of the finger.

The two people who were arguing looked at him suddenly, and the man with the ax was unconvinced: "Then what do you think?"

"Zhao Shiling and Zhou Feiyan are indeed masters among martial arts masters, but Zhao Shiling is old now, and although Zhou Feiyan is still young, his star-picking swordsmanship is not unbreakable. To be honest, these two are among the top ten in the world. Among the masters, they can only be considered to be at the bottom of the ranks." The third person said, "These two are well-known in the martial arts world, but because of their high-profile actions. Many masters in the martial arts world are lone knights, or even recluses. Most people, even Never heard of them."

The man in coarse linen glared: "How do you know?"

"I heard it too." The man unconsciously stroked the severed finger of his right hand with his finger, "Actually, I'm not sure who is higher and who is lower. After all, these masters don't easily compete with each other, and there is nothing comparable." However, I can still be sure that if the martial arts attainments of the top ten masters in the world are divided into [-]%, one person will occupy [-]%, and two people will share [-]%. "

He paused for a moment, then raised a finger: "The person who monopolizes [-]% is the leader of the military generals group directly under the current emperor, the number one expert in the palace, and Xiao Yangyue, the owner of the Duckweed Pavilion."

When the other two heard this, their expressions changed a bit.

The man with the axe spat and said contemptuously: "A person who abandons martial arts and seeks imperial power is worthy of being called a master of martial arts? Where does he have the face to stand shoulder to shoulder with these masters of martial arts?"

The conversation of the three fell into Qi Zhu's ears verbatim.His gaze shifted to Henry Zhang who was quietly drinking tea on the other table, his face did not change at all, and he poured himself a drink.

The man in coarse sackcloth showed a rather intimidating smile, and said: "It is rumored that Henry Zhang has the most beautiful appearance in the world, and also has a habit of dressing up as a woman... I don't know if it is true or not."

"We don't talk about faith or hobbies, we only talk about martial arts attainments." The man with severed fingers in black clothes shook his head, "You should also know that Henry Zhang killed the suzerain of Yuanyang Sect two years ago, right?"

The two looked at each other, obviously knowing about it, and one of them said: "So what? Let's hear that Henry Zhang used conspiracy and tricks, and brought a large group of martial arts masters from the Duckweed Pavilion. The suzerain killed him on the way to practice the exercises, and poisoned the opponent to death with poison!"

"No." When the man replied, there was a bit of chilling pleasure in his eyes, and he quickly disappeared without anyone paying attention, "When Henry Zhang broke into Yuanyangzong Villa, there were only two guards around him. He killed the suzerain within five strokes, slaughtered the entire villa within an hour, hung the vicious suzerain's head on the villa for five days and five nights, and let the birds hollow out his skull."

The remaining two booed loudly, shaking their heads in disbelief, and then asked: "Who are the two people who share [-]% of the shares you mentioned?"

The clothed man was not annoyed either, and continued, "Huo Qiao, Fang Wuzhu."

At that moment, the two people who were still sighing slowly fell silent, and they looked at each other with a little more urgency between their eyebrows, as if these two names were taboo in the martial arts world.

One of them lowered his voice and said slowly: "I heard that one of these two people was killed and the other was half disabled, but is it true?"

The man said slowly: "I can't tell, Fang Wuzhu and Huo Qiao are incompatible, they are old enemies who fought for life. Five years ago, they fought for two days and two nights to compete for the martial arts secret book Tianbang Gang. Wuzhu finally lost to Huo Qiao, and was killed by him breaking the meridians all over his body. Although Huo Qiao survived, his leg bones were smashed by Fang Wuzhu, and he became disabled. His whereabouts are still unknown..."

He paused for a moment, then continued: "Except for Huo Qiao, in the entire martial arts world, has anyone really seen Fang Wuzhu's true face? Most people don't even know what weapon Fang Wuzhu uses or what kung fu he practices. He is sinister and cunning, his whereabouts are erratic, scheming, ruthless, and he never shows his true face to others. Such a man with schemes will find a way out for himself in the future. The unrecognizable corpse at the foot of Mount Huaibi that day may not be the same. bamboo."

The man in sackcloth said: "According to what you say, if Fang Wuzhu is not dead, where is he now?"

The man shook his head and sighed: "There are different opinions on this matter in the martial arts world. Many people speculate that Fang Wuzhu is not dead, and they are looking for him everywhere, but they can't find anything. Some people say that Fang Wuzhu is not a person, but a ghost. How could it not leave any traces? Not to mention other low-level masters, even Zhao Shiling, Zhou Feiyan, and even Xiao Yangyue, I am afraid that they have no power to fight back in front of these two. However, the martial arts has always hidden dragons and crouching tigers. It is unknown if there are even more powerful outsiders."

Qi Zhu listened to the conversation with great interest. The man with the severed finger had a thick and powerful voice, and his figure was straight and strong. He must have good martial arts.

Qi Zhuzheng listened with gusto, when a fierce and angry female voice suddenly came from behind the innkeeper, a well-dressed and handsome woman pushed a short man with round glasses out of the back kitchen, with round eyes He opened his eyes and yelled angrily: "The bastard who is pocketing his own money! How dare you hit your aunt on the head! Get out!"

The guests in the front hall immediately began to watch the excitement, and Qi Zhu was also attracted by the movement.

Someone seemed to recognize the woman behind the counter, and said in surprise, "Oh, lady boss, what's the matter?"

"Everyone, open your eyes and take a good look!" The woman pointed at the man who fell to the ground disheveled, and cursed, "This is my accountant, he has made false accounts for three months! He has embezzled [-]% of the inn's money! Thanks to my poor eyesight, I can see something is wrong at a glance when I check the accounts, otherwise I don’t know how long I’ve kept this white-eyed wolf!"

Many of the people present were people from the quack, who put righteousness first, and hated such treachery the most. Many guests also scolded, and some were so indignant that the proprietress simply chopped off the man's hand.

The man was so frightened, he stumbled out of the gate, and someone wanted to chase him, but the proprietress raised her hand and stopped her, and snorted coldly: "Forget it, leave him alone, if the news spreads today, he is also in this neighborhood." No matter how hard it is to find a job, you still claim to be an educated person, bah! Doing such sneaky things is really embarrassing to an educated person!"

The proprietress glanced at the front hall, her eyes fell on Qi Zhu, and she smiled coquettishly: "This young man is a new face, looking at his outfit, he is from the north, right?"

Qi Zhu smiled slightly: "The proprietress has good eyesight."

"Your surname?"

"My surname is..." Qi Zhu's voice turned around, "Qi."

"Then don't bother Mr. Qi for dinner. It's rare for guests from the north to come to my small place. Mr. Qi doesn't need to be polite. If there is anything in the room that needs to be added, just tell me."

After the proprietress finished speaking, she said goodbye to Qi Zhu, turned around and went back to the back kitchen.

Seeing this, a guest with good intentions at the side joked, "Tsk tsk, brother, you have to be more careful. This proprietress is a widow with no children under her knees, and she is notoriously hot-tempered." .”

Qi Zhu smiled and didn't take it seriously.

After dinner, Qi Zhu had nothing to do, so he planned to go to the stable in the backyard to feed the horses. Henry Zhang dutifully followed behind Qi Zhu as a guard.

Qi Zhu bent down to pick up a bundle of hay from the haystack, came to the stable, and while feeding the horse, said to Henry Zhangyue: "The three people at the next table discussed martial arts, what do you think?"

Xiao Yangyue said lightly: "The subordinates are dull and have no opinions. When did the young master care about martial arts?"

Hearing Xiao Yangyue call herself "subordinate" in front of him, Qi Zhu was quite happy in his heart. He patted the grass clippings on his hands and said with a smile: "Who doesn't like to hear anecdotes? But let me tell you, It's really too exaggerated, is the master of the duckweed pavilion in that population really so powerful? Can one person kill a martial arts sect?"

Xiao Yangyue: "Master, just take it as a joke."

"And that Huo Qiao and Fang Wuzhu, are they really as amazing as they say?"

Henry Zhang was silent for a moment, as if recalling some past events, a little unhappiness condensed between his brows, and then said coldly: "I don't know."

Seeing Henry Zhang's unhappy face, Qi Zhu secretly wondered.

Why is Henry Zhang so unhappy?I shouldn't have any grudges against him, right?

But looking at Henry Zhang's expression, it doesn't seem like there is any deep hatred, but just a little unhappy. Just as Qi Zhu was thinking, there was a sound of footsteps from the corridor beside him. Qi Zhu looked back and saw the proprietress of the inn He was walking to the back kitchen with two buckets of water alone.

The proprietress was so tired that she was sweating profusely, Qi Zhu stepped forward and said with a smile: "Madam proprietress, why do these heavy jobs by yourself? What about the work in the shop?"

"There are too many guests in front, so I'm too busy, can't I just do it myself?" The proprietress said, "Master Qi came to feed the horses himself? Just leave these tasks to the servants."

"The proprietress said that the store is too busy, so I have the nerve to make trouble." Qi Zhu said with a smile, "Why don't I make a move."

Qi Zhu stretched out her hand towards the bucket on the shoulder. The proprietress said "Oops", turned slightly, avoided Qi Zhu's hand, and said with a smile: "Young Master Qi is joking! How dare you let the guest officer come in person, don't look at me like this , her body is much stronger than that of ordinary women."

Qi Zhu didn't touch the rim of the bucket, his fingers barely brushed the proprietress' wrist.Qi Zhu's eyes narrowed slightly, his smile remained unchanged, he withdrew his hand, and said "abruptly" with a little apology.

Qi Zhu shook his fan lightly to watch the proprietress leave, and the sapphire tassel fan pendant swayed slightly.

Henry Zhang witnessed all this in silence, and said: "Master, it is better to restrain yourself when you are away from home."

Xiao Yangyue is probably seeing that his playboy temper is hard to change, so she persuades him to be more careful, not even a beautiful widow should be so affectionate.

Qi Zhu laughed: "Yes, yes, I'm not married yet, so it's better not to be merciful."

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It was still too early for Yang Yue to discover Qi Zhu's true identity