Smiling Proud Wanderer Chapter 48: Tea House (2)

"San Ye Liu is now less than fifty and he is in his prime of life. Why did he have to retreat early?" The short and fat man said triumphantly: "People who don't know the truth naturally find it strange, but they know it but don't. Surprised."

Soon, someone asked, "What's that inside story?" The short fat man just smiled and said nothing. A thin man across a few tables said coldly: "What are you asking more? He doesn't know it himself, he just talks about it."

The short and fat man couldn't be more excited, and said loudly: "Who said I didn't know? Liu Sanye's golden basin washes his hands, that is to take care of the overall situation, so as not to have a door-to-door dispute among the Hengshan School."

Several people said openly: "What cares about the overall situation?" "What kind of dispute?" "Do they have any opinions between their brothers and sisters?"

The short and fat man said: "Although people outside say that Sanye Liu is the second master of the Hengshan School, the Hengshan School himself knows that Liu Sanye is on the 36th road. The attainments of the sword are already much higher than that of the master, Mr. Mo Da. Mr. Mo Da can stab three wild geese with one sword, but Liu Sanye can stab five with one sword. The disciples under Liu Sanye’s school are all victorious. After passing Mr. Mo Da’s. Now the situation is getting worse and worse. In a few years, Mr. Mo Da’s momentum will definitely be suppressed by Liu Sanye. I heard that the two sides have clashed several times in secret. Da, I don’t want to fight for this fame with my senior, so I have to wash my hands with a golden basin, and I will become his rich man in peace in the future."

Several people nodded and said: "So that's it. Sanye Liu understands righteousness, it's very rare." Another said: "Then Mr. Mo Da is wrong. He forced Sanye Liu to withdraw from the martial arts, isn't it weakened? To gain the momentum of your own Hengshan school?"

Some people even opened the mouth and said: "How can you take care of everything in the world? As long as I sit firmly in the position of the head, the power of this faction will increase or weaken, it is his mother's responsibility. ."

The short fat man drank a few sips of tea, knocked on the lid of the teapot, and shouted, "Make tea, make tea!" Then he said, "So, this is obviously a major event in the Hengshan school. Congratulators come from all the factions, but Hengshan faction himself..."

At this moment, Yiyi suddenly heard the sound of Huqin at the door. Someone sang: "Sigh Yang family, Bing Zhongxin, Da Song... Help Bao..." The voice stretched long and the voice was loud. Very desolate.

Yue Feng thought, could it be that Mr. Mo Da from the Hengshan School came. I remember that in the novel, Mr. Mo Da's first appearance was here, so it is not worth the time he waited for such a long time.

Looking up, I saw a slender old man suddenly appeared at the Zhangban table. His face was withered, and he was wearing a blue cloth gown. He was washed out of blue and white, and his shape was quite falling. If it weren't for Yue Feng, he would have been Knowing his roots, I really thought it was a singer for money.

The old man seemed to have also noticed Yue Feng's gaze, apparently he hadn't expected someone to recognize him. The astonishment on his face flashed past, but he was still caught by Yue Feng. He glanced at Yue Feng, and there was no muddy in his eyes, there was full light inside, and he clearly recognized Yue Feng and their identities.

Pumpty Dumpty was talking about Xingtou, but when someone interrupted, he couldn't help but shouted: "What are you talking about? I interrupted Lao Tzu's words."

At this time, someone asked: "This friend, just now you said that there are congratulations from all schools and factions, but what about the Hengshan faction itself?"

The short and fat man said: "Of course, Liu Sanye’s disciples greet guests everywhere in Hengshan City, but apart from Liu Sanye’s direct disciples, have you met any other disciples of the Hengshan School in the city? "

Everyone look at me, I look at you, all said: "Yeah, why didn't you see any of them? Isn't this too bad for Liu Sanye?"

The short fat man smiled at the man in the silk shirt: "So, I said that you are timid and afraid of mentioning the dispute over the door of the Hengshan faction. What does it actually have to do with? The Hengshan faction is at all concerned? I won’t come, who has heard?"

Suddenly the sound of the Huqin sounded, and the tune was turned, the old man sang: "Little Dongren, we have broken through, a terrible disaster..."

A young man shouted: "Don't get bored here, just take the money!" With a raised hand, a string of copper coins flew past, and with a clatter, it fell in front of the old man impartially. allow.

The old man thanked him and put away the coins.

The short fat man praised: "It turns out that the old man is a hidden weapon master, and this hand is so handsome!" The young man smiled and said, "It's not a big deal? The big brother, according to you, Mr. Mo Da Of course it won't come!"

The short and fat man said: "Why would he come? Mr. Mo Da and Liu Sanye's brothers are in a turmoil, and they have to draw their swords when they meet. Since Liu Sanye gave in, he should be satisfied."

The old singer stood up suddenly, walked slowly in front of him, and looked sideways at him for a long while. The short fat man said angrily: "What is the old man doing?"

The old man shook his head and said, "You are talking nonsense!" He turned and walked away. The Humpty Dumpty was furious and stretched out his hand to grab his back. Suddenly, there was a flash of blue light in front of him, and a thin long sword swayed towards the table. The short fat man was taken aback and leaped back, fearing that the long sword might stab him, but saw the old man slowly inserting the long sword from the bottom of Huqin, and the sword was completely gone. It turned out that this sword was hidden in Hu Qin, and the blade passed into Hu Qin's handle. From the outside, no one knew that there was a weapon hidden in this dilapidated Hu Qin.

The old man shook his head again and said, "You are nonsense!" He walked slowly to the outside of the teahouse.

"Since the uncle is here, why not sit down and talk." Yue Feng looked at the sword that Mo Da swung, and an expression of excitement flashed across his face. Originally, Yue Feng didn't intend to say hello to him, but now he is thinking a little bit. Although Mo Da's sword speed was not as fast as Yue Feng himself, it was not easy anymore. Seven teacups were cut off continuously, but there was no sound, and the teacups did not fall down. Even Yue Feng couldn't do this with this method.

The internal strength of the Hengshan School tends to be light and agile, while the Huashan School is moderate and peaceful. It can be said that the people of the Hengshan School have a certain inherent advantage in the speed of swordsmanship. But even so, it is impossible to explain how Mo Da can do what he has just done.

But it is also true that Yue Feng has the meaning of seeing the heart of the hunt. As for the great internal strength, although Yue Feng didn't know, he still hadn't reached Xiantian. At most, he was similar to Yue Feng himself, or was so high, but Yue Feng didn't have much interest. At his level, only innate masters can make him arouse the desire to challenge, and everything else is like floating clouds.

Mo Da does not know what Yue Feng thinks. In his mind, Yue Feng is at best a very outstanding junior. Even if Yue Feng killed Tian Boguang, people like Tian Boguang could only support three or two moves in Mo Da's hands, and he wouldn't be too concerned.

As for Yue Feng calling him at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied. Although he and Liu Zhengfeng said that the brothers have a deep friendship, the relationship is not very harmonious because of different hobbies. This time he didn't want to show up in Hengshan City, otherwise, he didn't know what gossip would be caused by the spread. Although he is not afraid, he does have a bad reputation for Hengshan.

Thinking of this, Mo Da paused for a while, then said: "Your Huashan faction has caused a lot of trouble, and you haven't dealt with it properly. I don't care about my old man's affairs." While talking, his back disappeared in the rain, desolate. The sound of Huqin faintly came.

When Yue Feng saw Mo Dayuan go, there was a trace of regret on his face, but he didn't care, and soon turned his eyes to Mo Da's cut teacup. Whispering a few words to Lin Pingzhi made a look, even though Lin Pingzhi's heart was full of doubts, he hurried over.

Lin Pingzhi walked over, and as soon as he touched the tea cups with his hands, a surprised expression appeared on his face. But seeing that these teacups became two halves when they touched, each one was cut off by a half-inch high circle.

Everyone in the teahouse looked at the tea cups and couldn't help being shocked, they all gathered around and talked.

Someone said: "Who was the old man just now? The sword is so powerful?" Someone said: "One sword cuts off seven teacups, but one of the teacups doesn't fall. It's really amazing."

Someone said to the short and fat man: "Fortunately, the old gentleman has been merciful, otherwise the head and neck of the old man will be exactly the same as these seven teacups." Another said: "Of course this old gentleman is a famous master. How can you be familiar with ordinary people?"

The short fat man looked at the seven and a half teacups, only in a daze, there was no blood on his face, and he didn't hear a word of others' words in his ears.

A middle-aged man in a silk shirt said: "Is it? I advised you to say a few words earlier, just to talk more, troubles are all due to strong prominence. The crouching tiger, hidden dragon in the city of Hengshan, I don’t know how high it is. People are here. This old gentleman must be a good friend of Mr. Mo Da. He can hear you talking about Mr. Mo Da, so he will naturally teach you a lesson."

The gray beard suddenly said coldly: "What good friend of Mr. Mo Da? He himself is the head of the Hengshan School, Mr. Mo Da of the'Xiaoxiang Yeyu'!" Everyone was shocked again and asked: "Huh? He? ...He is Mr. Mo Da? How do you know?

"Did you not hear that the man just now called that old uncle? It can be called as an uncle of Huashan disciple. There is no Mr. Mo Da in Hengshan." The gray beard glanced at Yue Feng. He quickly avoided and continued: "Furthermore, Mr. Mo Da loves to play the Huqin, a song "Xiaoxiang Night Rain", and tears will fall when you hear it. The eight characters'hidden sword in the piano, the sword makes the sound of the piano', it is him. A portrayal of the old gentleman's martial arts. When you come to Hengshan City, how can you not know? What did this Xiongtai just say that Liu Sanye can stab five wild geese with one sword, but Mr. Mo Da can only stab three. He just cut with one sword. Let me show you the broken seven teacups. The teacups can be cut off, so how difficult is it to stab a goose? So he will scold you for nonsense."

The short fat man was in shock, and he dared not answer. Secretly glanced at Yue Feng and the others, as if to determine whether they were really Huashan Sect disciples.

Everyone in the teahouse saw "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" Mr. Mo Da revealing this horrifying magical skill. They were all shocked. They all wanted the dwarf Shicai to praise Liu Zhengfeng and had a lot of complaints against Mr. Mo Da. I couldn't help but echo it, maybe that's it. After getting into trouble, everyone gathered for tea money and left. In an instant, a noisy teahouse was deserted. Soon, only a few people from the Huashan faction remained.

Only then did Lin Pingzhi react and quickly took the teacup towards Yue Feng.

(Most of the content in this chapter is the original content, but I had to write it, but made some changes. There will not be many chapters like this in the future, please forgive me.)