Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

Lao Bai smiled and said, "It's really time to beat the gongs and drums, let's celebrate."

"Bring up the plaque."

With a big wave of Lao Xing's hand, the two officials of the county government walked over carrying a plaque wrapped in red cloth, and the gongs and drums beat louder.

"This is a hero."

Guo Furong praised.

"Eh, this brother didn't say anything."

Tong Xiangyu also smiled.

Zhu Yuyan and Liu Sheng Piaoxu, who were awakened by the sound of gongs and drums, opened the door of the tavern angrily. Still confused, they watched Lao Xing lead the people to carry the plaque into the tavern and hang it in the center of the lobby.

"Everyone."

Lao Xing clasped his fists together: "Lou Zhixian said that in the future, whoever has trouble with shopkeeper Su will have trouble with him and the Yamen. If anyone respects shopkeeper Su, he will respect Lou Zhixian and the Yamen."

"Miss Yan'er, this is the account drawn up overnight by the yamen, and the use of the 3000 taels of silver is clearly written on it."

Lao Xing took out a thick notebook and said, "You see who you want to go with, so as to supervise the spending of this money, and after the money is spent, a general ledger will be issued."

"Don't be so troublesome."

Zhu Yuyan shook his head: "Young master said that he believes that Louzhi County can make good use of the 3000 taels of silver, and use it where it should be used."

"Thank you, shopkeeper Su, for that."

Lao Xing cupped his fists.

"Shopkeeper Su is righteous."

Everyone at the door also said in unison.

"It's all gone, don't disturb the business of the tavern."

Lao Xing grinned and led everyone away.

Lou Zhixian's words were tantamount to supporting Su's Tavern. Although Su Xuan didn't need it, he didn't refuse it either.

Two days later, Lou Zhixian even came to the door in person and delivered gifts from the best merchant of the year, as well as a calligraphy and painting written by himself.

Louzhi County's operation unexpectedly boosted the tavern's business, and there was an endless stream of people coming to Su's tavern every day.

it was a surprise

With the passage of time, under the painstaking practice, the blood loss in the body slowly recovered, while practicing the Vajra Dragon Elephant Skill, while practicing the Thunder Fire True Astral.

Suddenly, the moon has passed, the snow is still the same, splashing, the mountains are silent, and the ancient town is desolate.

In the tavern

Su Xuan was lying on the chair, and the water on the stove next to him was boiling, emitting white steam.

At the entrance of the tavern, two beautiful women were cleaning the snow and ice.

"Yaner, Piaoxu, you are sweeping snow."

Lao Xing walked forward with his head held high and his chest held high, holding a waist knife. These days, he has been busy giving out porridge.

I don't know how many people have been rescued. Although they are busy, they are busy and happy.

"correct."

Piaoxu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "This snow is also true, it does not stop day and night, it has to be swept every day."

"It's okay, exercising more is good for the skin, and it's good for sleep."

Lao Xing teased, stepped into the tavern, took out a thick ledger from his sleeve and said: "Xiao Su, this is the general ledger for this month, it costs 280 taels, and the use of every penny is clearly recorded. "

"Put it there."

Su Xuan opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Didn't you just say it, don't bother."

"You think I do."

Lao Xing said: "Louzhi County has specially confessed that there must be no bad debts, and every amount of money must be recorded clearly, and there must be human and physical evidence to check."

"You'll have a look later, and if it's correct, sign it."

"it is good."

He nodded.

"Hey, thanks to Xiao Su, the reputation of Lou Zhi County has spread to Guangyang Mansion."

Lao Xing sat down and said, "Old brother, I followed suit and did a good deed."

"The higher-ups were happy, and approved some money for the yamen, and the salary and subsidies that my brother and I owed for a few months have also come down."

Lao Xing said: "Today, my brother treats guests with four taels of green bamboo leaves and two dishes."

"Okay."

Su Xuan smiled and said, "Yan'er, let's cook some dishes, Lao Xing and I will have a drink for a while."

"Sit down for a while."

Zhu Yuyan went straight to the kitchen. At this time, an old monk walked into Qixia Town slowly through the wind and snow.

The snowflakes fell on the old monk's body and disappeared in an instant. After taking a step of ten feet and a few breaths, he saw the door of Su's Tavern.

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, stepped out in two steps, and was about to enter the tavern, but unexpectedly, a broom blocked his way.

"what for?"

Liu Sheng Piaoxu held the broom in one hand and asked faintly, standing there like this, but in the eyes of the old monk.

The young girl was covered in blood-colored murderous aura, as if Shura from hell, and the broom was more like a long knife, showing its sharpness.

Just lying in front of him like this prevented him from taking a step forward.

"Amitabha."

The old monk chanted the Buddha's mantra, clasped his hands together, and urged a little Buddha power: "The benefactor's murderous intent is too much, you must restrain yourself."

"Where did the bald donkey come from, nonsense."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu is not affected by the Buddha's spirit, and the old monk in front of her may not be able to compare with her in terms of Buddhist practice.

After all, Liusheng Piaoxu refined the sacred bone relic and accepted the inheritance of a Buddhist land god and fairyland.

"The tavern is a place of mortals, and monks are never entertained. If you want to ask for alms, please go elsewhere."

She shook her head.

"The poor monk Xuanzhen, the head of the Shaolin Discipline Institute, came to ask to see the shopkeeper Su."

The old monk spoke.

"What's the matter?"

Liu Sheng Piaoxu was suspicious, looked at the old monk for a moment and said: "If you come to drink, I will let you in, if not, I will not let you in."

"Female benefactor, why bother to stop, shopkeeper Su should know why the poor monk came."

"My son doesn't know."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu sneered while holding the broom, "You have to drink to get in."

In the inn, Su Xuan just glanced outside, then looked back.

"The head of the Discipline Academy seems to have a lot of background, Xiao Su, are you really missing?"

Lao Xing hesitated.

"What's there to see?"

He pouted: "Let's drink ours."

At the entrance of the tavern, Monk Xuanzhen was also a little annoyed when faced with Liusheng Piaoxu, who was not allowed to eat oil and salt. He came all the way, of course, to ask Su Xuan for an explanation on the matter of Yuanxin.

If he couldn't even see Su Xuan's face, wouldn't he be the laughing stock of the world.

Right now he wanted to mobilize his true energy and push Liu Sheng Piaoxu away, but no matter how hard he tried, the latter remained motionless.

"boom"

Instead, Liu Sheng Piaoxu shook the broom, Xuanzhen was shocked back three steps, the old man blushed, and sang the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the female benefactor refuses to move away, don't blame the poor monk for being rude."

"My girl wants to see how rude you are."

Liu Sheng fluttered his lips.

The old monk stood still with both legs, a majestic qi erupted, his robe fluttered, his cassock rustled, and the rosary in his hand thumped.

In an instant, a tyrannical burst of true energy blasted towards the girl.

Liu Sheng Piaoxu disdainful, took a step forward, shook away the oncoming zhenqi, and hit the broom in his hand.

The old monk's expression changed slightly, and in his eyes, the tattered broom was rushing toward him with a terrible wind.

The old monk flicked his cassock, activated the cassock to subdue demons, and struck at the broom. He wanted to break Liu Sheng's fluttering catkins, but unexpectedly, the moment the broom touched the cassock, it rolled back, and then swung at the old monk again. go.

"boom"

The broom hit Monk Xuanzhen's feet, and swept the old monk back three steps. Liu Sheng Piaoxu retracted the broom, and the flowers trembled with laughter: "Grand Monk, with this ability, it is not enough to see my young master."

Monk Xuanzhen couldn't hold back his face, stepped on Xuanmiao, stretched out one hand, squeezed the palm, and urged Shaolin's unique skills, the magic sword technique.

But in two or three moves, Liu Sheng Piaoxu broke through, and hit the old monk with a broom, like spinning a spinning top.

"No, no, no."

She laughed until her stomach ached: "Who did you learn your sword skills from? It's not bad."

Monk Xuanzhen turned around several times before stopping, his old face flushed, and he had traveled thousands of miles, but was blocked by a girl with a broom at the door.

If it gets out, will he, the head of the Discipline Academy, walk around the rivers and lakes in the future?

"Great monk, if you don't leave, I will be rude to you."

With a sweep of the broom, the snow on the ground was rolled up, Liu Sheng Piaoxu put his left hand on his hip.

"Shopkeeper Su, the poor monk came from afar, don't you really plan to meet?"

Monk Xuanzhen shouted towards the tavern with a dark face.

"A lot of nonsense."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu strode out, swiping the broom in his hand as if he was smashing Huashan Mountain, the old monk couldn't dodge in time, and was hit on the face by the broom.

The bamboo sticks are burning hot and painful.

"Breaking rude."

The old monk cursed loudly, his seven orifices were filled with smoke, and Liu Sheng Piaoxu relentlessly beat him with his broom.

"A girl, today the poor monk doesn't care as much as you do."

Monk Xuanzhen smoked from the soles of his feet, and fled in all directions in a panic after being kicked out, rushing towards the outside of the town without looking back.

"If you dare to come again, my aunt is not holding a broom."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu scolded viciously: "I'm giving you face, my son is also the one you can see if you want?"

"shrew."

Xuanzhen, the head of the Shaolin Discipline Institute, stood by the Xiliang River, yelling at Liu Sheng Piaoxu: "Bitch, I, Shaolin, won't just let it go."

"You still dare to scold."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu raised the broom in his hand, and the latter stepped onto the ice in a flash, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Only then did she dissipate her anger, humming a little song, and walked towards the tavern.

"Young master, I beat that old monk away."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu threw down the broom and held his head high to ask for credit: "I thought the head of the Shaolin Discipline Academy was so powerful, but I didn't expect it to be so weak."

Two black lines appeared on Su Xuan's forehead, his heart is not that he is weak, but that you are too strong.

Looking at the entire rivers and lakes of Kyushu, there are definitely not many people who can surpass Liusheng Piaoxu. They practice the way of killing, refining a sacred bone relic, and accepting the inheritance of a Buddhist land god.

Coupled with the Xuanyin True Qi and the Liujue of Killing the Saber, although Xuanzhen, the head of the Discipline Academy, has practiced hard for decades, he is still not very good compared to Liu Shengpiaoxu.

"Floating catkins are mighty."