Wulin Fenghua Record of Online Games

(This episode has nothing to do with "Online Games: Martial Arts Records".)

There is a dilapidated inn in the remote desert.

You are riding a camel through the desert, and you are going to rest in the inn for the night, so that you can continue your journey tomorrow morning.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, you knocked on the door of the inn.

The ordinary-looking guy pushed open the creaking door panel and showed an amiable smile: "Guest officer, do you want to be a sharpshooter or stay in the hotel?"

"Stay at the hotel."

"Okay, stay at the inn for two taels." The man led the camel into the stable and tied it up. "Is there anything else you need, sir?"

You walked into the inn and sat down in the corner: "Come and have a jug of strong wine from the desert, and add a few stories to accompany the wine."

"Story..." The waiter brought the wine to the table, "I don't know what story the guest officer wants to hear?"

"Let's start with your story."

"What about me..." The clerk saw that there were no other customers, so he simply sat down directly opposite you, "My name is Zhaocai, Zhaocai, Zhaocai."

"Then there is Jin Bao?"

"No." Zhaocai waved his hand in disgust, "The shopkeeper said long ago that he would recruit another assistant and change his name to Jinbao, but it turned out that it took more than ten years to find a new assistant, and the people who ate and drank more than one many."

"Eat and drink?"

According to the order of fortune from right to left, first point to the first room in the corner of the third floor: "The shopkeeper has done the most loss-making business so far, just exchanging a story with a room. If I knew she would wait for ten or twenty years , We will not do this loss-making business. You must know that Jin Abacus’s mouth will make your life worse than death! It’s only for one sentence for so long, and you probably will never know what she insists on. Look at my memory What's her name, Fu...Fu...Fu Junding."

"Who is the golden abacus you are talking about?"

"The inn settles accounts. You know how cold the night in the desert is. That night was the freezing weather. He came to our inn and knocked on the door. He knocked and shouted so much that the inn was almost collapsed." The business of our small broken inn has been bleak for many years and the income is not enough. I just want to show the shopkeeper a joke. After he came, he actually turned his income into a positive one! If you hear a loud voice talking like a magic voice filling your ears here, be sure He was right." Zhaocai leaned close to your ear and added in a low voice, "What do you think his name is? Mo Zhishu, ink of pen and ink, Zhishu who knows the book and makes sense!"

"It's really a unique name."

Zhaocai pointed to another room on the third floor, and continued to speak: "The shopkeeper once bought a person at the entrance of the inn for only two or three Wen. Later, I got seriously ill once, and it was all thanks to him to cure me." I was unconscious at that time, and I don’t remember what happened. I only heard from the shopkeeper later that he took out a silver needle and swished it on me, and my life was taken away from the hands of Hades. That's it. Only then did the people in our inn know that he was the legendary hermit doctor——Qing Luo."

"There are such powerful characters in your inn?"

"Hey, don't tell me, we live here with someone more powerful than him." Zhao Cai pointed to a room on the second floor, "That year, the horse thief from the north brought more than 100 people to rob our inn. All the people in the inn were dumbfounded, and ended up looking at the corner seat—yes, that’s where you’re sitting now—a swordsman sitting here, who was black from head to toe, pulled out a sword that had been dusty for a long time. He didn't say anything, just started the fight, one person beat more than 100 horse thieves to their knees and begged for mercy. People in the rivers and lakes say that two fists are hard to beat with four hands, this sentence does not apply to him."

"It's so powerful, I don't know who it is?"

Zhao Cai mysteriously stretched out his finger and shook it: "Tsk tsk tsk, you know the legendary Sword Discussion Conference. More than 20 years ago, a six-year-old child prodigy named Wu Xin was surprised at the Sword Discussion Conference. Wooden swords were used all over the field, and none of the martial arts heroes from all walks of life could survive ten strokes under his hands. After that, there were no more rumors about him in the world. Some people said that he died of illness, and some people said that he felt no match. Since then, he has been living in seclusion, and some people say that he does not exist at all, just spreading rumors. After the horse thief incident, we asked him and found out that he was the prodigy back then! You may wish to guess what happened to him in the past 20 years."

"Can't guess."

Zhaocai leaned into your ear and whispered, "You can't get out of novels."

"Ha...hahaha...this is all about what."

"Don't believe it, it's all true!" Zhaocai sighed looking at the room, "He said that he has traveled all over the rivers and lakes for 20 years just looking for interesting stories, and now he meets the shopkeeper who is full of stories. People, I don’t want to leave anymore.”

"Where is your shopkeeper sacred?"

"Hmm..." Zhaocai looked embarrassed, "I don't know, the shopkeeper never told me about his past. When the shopkeeper was still in Chang'an, I followed him. Saying goodbye to all relatives and friends and moving to the desert He never told me the reason."

"Chang'an?"

"Yes, Chang'an. The shopkeeper doesn't have many acquaintances, and I have a deep impression of someone among them. It was snowing the day the shopkeeper left Chang'an, and the legendary man came here just like that. He was dressed in white clothes that were whiter than snow. Clearly holding a plain paper umbrella in his hand, he looked like a fairy in the sky, I have never seen such a beautiful person in my life..." Zhaocai said with a sigh, "The shopkeeper Everyone left, and he stood alone in the snow for a long time. I couldn't help but go back and ask him: "So sad, why don't you come to the desert with the shopkeeper?" He replied: : "Some things, you just need to understand in your heart." I still don't understand what he means."

"Maybe it's saying that some things can never go back to the past."

"Who knows. When I was in Chang'an, the inn still had a second owner. Later, the inn moved, and the old inn was turned into a jade shop by the second owner."

"Second master? Jade shop?"

"When I was still in Chang'an, the shopkeeper picked up a man covered in blood from the Wei River. The man didn't want to mention his past, so the shopkeeper named him Ye Cheng, and he has been following him ever since. The shopkeeper. That guy has a serious face all day long, and he is serious, which is the opposite of our shopkeeper's sense of humor. I don't know how they can get along so peacefully." Seeing that your glass is empty, Zhaocai brought up the wine Fill the pot for you, "As for the jade shop, there is also a story. It is rumored that there are three pieces of white crane jade in the rivers and lakes. After collecting them all, you can get the legendary martial arts secret book "Wulin Fenghualu". The shopkeeper accidentally found it in the jade shop. The three pieces of white crane jade were collected together, but nothing happened. The shopkeeper thought that although the legend was false, it was very interesting, so he decided to dismantle the three pieces of white crane jade and sell one piece in the jade shop. One piece was given to the savior, do you have another piece... It was said to be given to someone who is destined, but it has not been given away so far. The name of the jade shop is Guchen Yupu, and it is quite famous in Chang'an. If you are free, you might as well Go see it for yourself and maybe hear more stories."

"Oh~" You picked up the wine and took a sip, the hot taste dispelled the coldness of the night, "By the way, this inn is full of food and drink?"

"There are also a few regular diners." Zhaocai pointed to the room in the middle of the second floor, "The person who lives there is the leader of the Yunlong Gang, Shen, who looks like a quack from his appearance, with tattoos all over his body, and Taoism on his face. Scar, three sentences are not separated from dirty words. It looks like such a virtue, but our shopkeeper used eight words to describe him: "There is a tiger in his heart, and he smells the rose carefully." I don't know if our shopkeeper's eyes twitched or My brain was pumped, anyway, I didn't see where he was delicate."

"Maybe there is a story between them."

"I don't know if he has a story with the shopkeeper, but it is true that he has a story with the next door surnamed Lu." Zhao Cai pointed to the next room, "That surnamed Lu is a young man who likes calligraphy and painting, especially figure painting. As a result For him, Lord Shen started to learn painting from holding a brush, and now he has drawn superbly. Mr. Lu didn't pay attention to Lord Shen at first, but after watching the painting, he immediately followed Lord Shen all the way to the desert."

"Tsaojiao is cool for a while, always proud and cool."

Zhaocai followed with a knowing smile: "Haha, that's right. The gang leader lives here often, so people from the Yunlong gang will come to our inn from time to time. Among the frequent visitors is a dusk, a quack warlock, a Eyes can make you do all kinds of things you can't even think of without knowing it, but this trick is useless against Wuxin. Dusk is a scary man, but he is usually a smiling talker, and he will talk to others when he disagrees with him. Call him brother, if you don’t tell him to shut up, he can talk in front of you for three days and three nights without stopping.”

"For three days and three nights, you only talk, don't eat, drink, or sleep?"

Zhaocai spread his hands: "Hey, I was exaggerating."

"Speaking of eating, I'm so hungry, let's have some food and drink... What do you guys have here?"

Zhaocai gave a thumbs up: "Just order, Chef Yan has just replenished a wave of ingredients in the past two days, and he can do anything."

"Then... let's have a plate of vinegared peanuts."

"Okay." Zhaocai got up and walked to the backyard, and shouted to the side room, "Chef Yan, it's time to start work, a plate of old vinegar and peanuts!"

"What's the story of your chef?"

"Chef Yan..." Zhaocai thought for a while, "When it comes to him, I have to mention his brother Xiao Zheng."

"Oh?"

"Both of them used to do this." Zhaocai made a decapitation gesture with his hands, "Xiaozheng did it, and Chef Yan took care of the aftermath. The two of them worked together seamlessly and never failed until one day they came to our inn. See Is there a notice in our inn, it was posted after that."

You glanced at the notice on the wall of the inn.

The notice read: two taels of silver for staying in the store.Wasting food was fined five taels of silver.Don't knock on the shopkeeper's door in the middle of the night, or be careful if your head is still there.

"Is your shopkeeper an expert?"

"I don't know if the shopkeeper knows martial arts or not, because it was Wuxin who made the move that day, the black-clothed swordsman I just mentioned." Zhaocai smiled, "That night, the shopkeeper was telling a story to Wuxin, and it turned out Those two unlucky children just blow in a misty smoke, trying to attack the shopkeeper... Hey, the story is about the Eternal Domain Master who captured more than a hundred martial arts masters and turned them into corpses. Wuxin took advantage of the excitement, I directly removed the joints of those two people, tied ropes and played with them all night as silk dolls. Tsk tsk tsk, just think about it, it's infiltrating."

"and then?"

"Unintentionally asked them to change their ways and stop being killers. As a result, Xiao Zheng said that only by doing this can he afford Chef Yan who likes to cook all kinds of delicacies. The shopkeeper made a decision, and directly offered the price according to their income as killers. One of them cooks and the other washes dishes in the inn." Zhaocai added with emotion, "If it wasn't for this, I wouldn't know the shopkeeper has so much spare money... I have persuaded the shopkeeper to put this The dilapidated inn was repaired and repaired, but the shopkeeper told me that this is called style, and only a little dilapidated can have the taste of the world."

"That's right."

At this moment, a thick voice came from the back kitchen: "It's ready, let's serve the food."

Hearing the news of Zhaocai, he trotted to the back kitchen.

You pick up the wine glass and drink up the remaining wine in the glass, and then fill it up again.

Zhaocai came back with a plate of old vinegar peanuts that were still warm.

You pick up your chopsticks and take a bite of the peanuts on the plate.

It's plain old vinegar peanuts.Because the peanuts are freshly fried and not completely cooled, they are not crisp enough, but the seasoning is amazing. The uneven taste and texture spread between the lips and teeth, just like the rivers and lakes with thousands of people and faces.

"tasty."

"Of course." Zhao Cai nodded proudly.

"Speaking of which, you have just mentioned a name in your own story, and haven't talked about it in detail yet."

"I..." Zhaocai thought for a while, "I really don't have any stories about me. It's not like the shopkeeper who is full of secrets and keeps coming to the door with stories, and I'm not like everyone else. , I’m probably just an ordinary person from beginning to end.”

"It's okay to be ordinary, just talk about it."

"Okay. I was born in an ordinary family, and my parents also expected that I could read some books and get ahead in the future. But I am really not that good at reading, and I will be the same no matter how I read. Later I met the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper told me I think being ordinary is just being ordinary. Being able to keep being ordinary without being shaken by the outside world is already very unique. I think what the shopkeeper said is right, so I stopped studying and just worked in the shopkeeper’s shop as a An ordinary store waiter, once worked for more than ten years."

"It's really...ordinary."

Zhaocai smiled: "Yeah... From another perspective, being ordinary is also a kind of blessing."

Before the voice of Zhaocai fell, there was a knock on the door.

Zhaocai got up and went to open the door.

The night wind of the desert blows into the inn from outside the door, you can't help shivering.

Walking into the inn with Night Breeze was a man dressed up as a magic stick, his face was covered by a gauze hat, so he couldn't see clearly.

"Stay in the inn, a bowl of Yangchun noodles." Said Shengun, looked around the inn, and sat down at the table next to yours.

Zhaocai went to the back kitchen to ask Chef Yan to make noodles.

The godstick turned to look at you.

You tentatively said hello: "Uh...how are you?"

The magic stick didn't answer, stared at you for a while and said, "Something good will happen to you recently."

"Huh? Really?"

"Have you ever heard of the name of Shen Suan Wei Jin?"

"never heard of that."

"..." The magic stick was speechless, and turned his head to ignore you.

Fortune is back.

The god stick ordered Zhaocai to deliver the Yangchun noodles to the room in a while, and then went upstairs and went back to the room to stay.

You casually asked Zhaocai: "Hey, have you ever heard of someone like Shensuan Weijin?"

Zhaocai thought about it for a while: "There are many rumors about Weijin in the world, but almost half of them are false."

"How do you know it's fake?"

"It's contradictory! Some rumors say that he has many wives and concubines, and some say that he has never married. At least one of the two stories is false. The rumors about him are basically the same, full of contradictions, and no one knows which one True or false. But there is one thing that is very consistent, that is, he is a man."

"That person just now seems to be the only one who has been calculated by God..."

"Oh, and then?" Zhao Cai disagreed.

"He said something good will happen to me recently, and I don't know if it's true or not."

"It's all the same." Zhao Cai spread his hands, "No matter what happens in the future, don't you live the same life. If you say it well, it's called destiny, if you say it badly, it's fart."

"Speak well if you have something to say, don't fart if you have something to say."

"Don't let it go." Zhaocai waved his hand, "My story is almost finished. If you still want to hear it, go to the shopkeeper tomorrow. It's a bit late today."

"it is good."

At this point in the conversation, the pot of wine has been drunk, and the peanuts that go with the wine are almost eaten.

You yawn, eat the last bit of peanuts, and go back to your room to rest.

A night without dreams.

Woke up early the next morning, went downstairs to get something to eat and continued on my way.

In the lobby of the inn, a kind-looking uncle and a black swordsman were eating buns and drinking soy milk.

You walked up to it and asked casually, "What kind of stuffing is this bun, do you still have it in the kitchen?"

The uncle smiled: "It's crab meat soup dumplings. If you want to eat them, you can ask the kitchen to make another one."

The black-clothed swordsman stared at you: "60 taels of silver per cage, order after you think about it."

"No..." You stroked your forehead.

The black-clothed swordsman looked at the way you stroked your forehead, and said to the uncle next to you, "Uncle Yuan, this person's forehead stroke is very similar to yours."

The uncle glanced at you who was still stroking your forehead: "Haha, it's a little bit."

You are speechless.

The uncle smiled, took out a jade pendant carved in the shape of a white crane from his bosom, and handed it to you: "It's up to you, you are destined!"

"Huh?" You took the jade pendant with a confused face.

At this moment, Zhaocai came back from the kitchen and happened to see this scene, and immediately looked at the uncle with wide eyes: "Shopkeeper, you..."

The uncle was still smiling, and said to Zhaocai: "I plan to wander around the world with Wuxin, and leave after eating. This inn will be handed over to you, and you can do whatever you want."

"Huh???" Zhao Cai knelt down, "Shopkeeper, this, this, this, me, me, me..."

"Literally, there is nothing difficult to understand. That's it!" The uncle smiled and ate the last bun, got up and patted the ashes, and left the inn with the black-clothed swordsman on his back.

Zhaocai looked at the backs of the two leaving, with a gloomy expression on his face, unable to kneel down.

Looking at the lifelike white crane-shaped jade pendant in your hand, you asked awkwardly: "This... is the white crane jade you mentioned yesterday?"

Zhao Cai's eyes were blank: "Yes."

"It looks quite unique."

"Yes."

"What breakfast do you have here?"

"Yes."

"...Uh, give me a bowl of mixed sauce noodles."

"Yes."

You pat Zhaocai on the shoulder: "Dude, wake up."

"Yes."

You stroked your forehead, went directly to the kitchen to ask for breakfast, and put the money for food and accommodation on the counter.

"Dude, I'm leaving, remember to collect the money at the counter."

"Yes."

In this way, you left the inn and rode a camel to the other side of the desert.

The desert is very windy and cannot leave footprints.

And you never looked back.

【Wulin Fenghua Record·End】

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