The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 14: 6000 miles of bad horse rice wine

If Xu Fengnian heard what the old man and the master said, he must educate Lao Huang to use more snacks when he chooses the name of his sword. If the three swords are out of the sheath, it will be three kilograms, so the four swords are four kilograms?

At the moment, Xu Fengnian most wants to ask Lao Huang how many squares are in the red sandalwood sword box, and how many swords are there.

The war ended quickly and unexpectedly. This made His Majesty, who had never been addicted to watch, feel even more boring. apologize?

But life is unsatisfactory, Xu Fengnian can't rush up and cry and beg the two masters to continue fighting.

The sword has no eyes, so it's arrogant.

After an expert explanation, His Royal Highness only knew about the battle. In the end, Lao Huang used three swords and used a total of six moves.

There is no such thing as what Mr. Storyteller said in the teahouse. The confrontation between the two masters of the world must be a few days and nights. In short, it will not shock the world or cry.

At this time, Lao Kui with a knife was sitting in the dilapidated pavilion where only the base was left. With two knives stuck in the ground, his face was ruddy and gray-haired, and he shook his head and said, "Don't fight today."

The short and thin old yellow back box stood on the long embankment, rubbed his hands, and then folded his hands into his cuffs. But in the hearts of most of the others who participated in the game, it was extremely absurd. The old horseman who couldn't make a fart even with these sticks was really a real person who bluffed people without revealing his face.

Xu Fengnian was undoubtedly the most shocked. How did he know that it was Lao Huang who drove that Lao Kui into the bottom of the lake.

If this weren't the case, would Dazhu Kingdom Xu Xiao rest assured that his beloved son would travel six thousand miles of ups and downs? Life is hanging by a thread every time but always keep a small life?

Lao Kui, sitting on the ground, shouted to Xu Fengnian: "The baby, give Grandpa some wine and meat! If you have enough food and drink, then fight Huang Laojiu for 500 rounds! Who loses, and who will go to the bottom of the lake and stay at the bottom of the lake!"

Xu Fengnian heard Lao Kui’s heroic voice all the way back. After hesitating for a long time, he ran to let the housekeeper prepare a sumptuous meal. He specially made a whole roast suckling pig and placed it in an oversized food box. Xu Fengnian ran up the long embankment carrying it.

The pace is getting slower and slower. After passing by the groom Lao Huang, he lost a look. He is complaining that His Royal Highness forgot to admire one or two pots of Longyan's old servant. He rubbed his cheeks and signaled that it was okay. Xu Fengnian was so strong. Going forward, put the food box on the ground in front of Lao Kui's eyes.

Just now, the manager did not forget to bring a few crispy cucumbers to His Royal Highness. Lao Kui was not welcome. He tore off a pork leg and stuffed it into his mouth. His mouth was greasy and he had eaten fishy, ​​earthy live carp for more than ten years. Zhang Yu's tall Lao Kui obviously liked this well-cooked suckling pig.

Xu Fengnian squatted in front of him, slowly gnawing on the cucumber, thinking about getting a touching opening remark. After all, the friendship for more than ten years was there, and he had to make good use of it.

Before entering the water to see Lao Kuina, the two hurriedly looked at each other in the underworld. It’s not like now that they have finally reached the sun, they have to make a plan, otherwise they are frightened and risked to have such a big battle, and they are still busy, which is not in line with His Royal Highness’s giving The grace of the dripping of others must ask for the style of acting in response to the spring.

Without waiting for Xu Fengnian, who was sneaking around his eyes, to finish making a small abacus, Nao Kui said straightforwardly: "It was the Northern Liang King playing tricks, and Huang Laojiu worked hard to get Grandpa and I to the bottom of the lake to live a life that is worse than death. If you rescued me today, it would be even, and I would fight with Huang Laojiu and turn his five broken swords into four. As for the Beiliang Palace, grandpa will show kindness and don’t open it. Don’t count on the baby. Grandpa will give you an egg!"

The staring Xu Fengnian was thinking about his mother, and when he ran into an opponent with a fairly thick face, he cautiously asked: "The old man, there is wine and meat in the house, and the old yellow fights with you, or stay Down?"

Lao Kui sneered and said: "There are so many masters in the world. When Lao Huang's Jian Jiu is broken, Grandpa will go to the Wudi City. After defeating the second one, Grandpa is not the number one in the world. What is it?! It’s a small palace, not in Grandpa’s eyes."

Lao Huang, who had picked up the red sandalwood sword box and sat on his butt, was putting a small grass in his mouth, chewing carefully, and His Highness Xue Shizi rolled his eyes sharply.

Xu Fengnian has an embarrassed look. He has no experience in dealing with Lao Kui and other heroes who kill people like melons and vegetables.

The last cucumber in his hand was snatched by Lao Kui. He bit off half of it in one bite. After a few sounds, he threw it into the lake and dealt with a pig's trotters. , Wawa, do you eat too?"

Xu Fengnian, who was sprayed with spit on his face, lifted up his sleeve and wiped it tentatively, and asked tentatively: "Can Grandpa help me teach someone, a master uncle from Wudang Mountain, a master!"

老魁想了想，点头道：“这些年承你的情，多少尝到点熟物，可你若提更多的要求，爷爷非揍你个猪头，但要去打打杀杀Grandpa is happy. When I defeat Huang Laojiu first, I will leave immediately!"

Old Huang tilted his mouth in a disrespectful manner, holding the roots of the grass that had been chewed away, and his face was full of sneers.

Lao Kui shouted angrily: "Huang Laojiu, dissatisfied? I tried to fight again if dissatisfied!"

Lao Huang simply turned his body around and turned his back to Lao Kui, not seeing or worrying.

Xu Fengnian, who was covering his ears, had a headache. If it weren’t for Lao Kui to agree to go to Wudang Mountain to teach the **** Taoist who was riding the green bull, he would have to let Lao Huang push this ignorant old fellow into the bottom of the lake again. Except for those servants who throw themselves into the lake, don't expect to see alive again.

Xu Feng gave a young sigh. Since Lao Huang has such sturdy magical powers, why shouldn't it be easy to go to Wudang Mountain with Lao Huang who is carrying the sword and box? Why look at Lao Kui's face and listen to his roar. Xu Fengnian weighed the pros and cons, and his face was uncertain.

The old Kui looks rough, but his thoughts are as delicate as his hair. A whole suckling pig has gotten into his belly with meat and bones, patted his belly, satisfied, hehe said:

"Wah, as soon as your eyes turn, grandpa knows that you are thinking about it. What is it, you want Huang Laojiu to get me to the bottom of the lake again?

To tell you the truth, it is easy to ask the Buddha to send the Buddha. If you were not caught in Li Yuanying's tricks, even if you haven't beaten Huang Laojiu, your grandfather can come and go as he pleases. The four iron **** at the bottom of the lake were eight thousand jin, two of which were cast with double knives, which trapped Grandpa. Now I have two swords in my hand, I have the world, wow haha, are you afraid of the doll? "

His Royal Highness, who was roaring and spitting, squeezed out a smile, chanting, "How can it be, Fengnian's admiration for the grandfather is like a big river, like stars hanging down the plains."

Lao Kui smiled rather than smiled: "The doll is not the same as the butcher Xu, and is more appetizing to me. Arrange a comfortable room for my grandfather, and then adjust the table of wine and meat."

Xu Fengnian got up and said: "This is a trivial matter."

Lao Huang spit out the grass roots and said: "Stop fighting?"

Old Kui said frantically: "Hurry up, you will fight later."

Lao Huang lifted the sword box on his back and said flatly: "If you don't fight, I will go to Wudi City to retrieve the'Yellow Cottage' soon."

Lao Kui said in astonishment: "Really?!"

Old Huang nodded.

Lao Kui sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Then don't fight, it's a waste of grandpa's energy."

Xu Fengnian can hear it.

Lao Kui, who was huge and even more than nine feet tall, Yuan Zuozong was arranged in a yard. Xu Fengnian came to the stable, Lao Huang carrying a sword box cloth bag on his back, and chatting with the red horse, as if bidding farewell. Xu Fengnian asked in surprise: "Old Huang, what's the matter?"

The old horseman whispered: "These years are the Chu Kuang slave staring at the bottom of the lake. Since he was released by the young master, there is nothing to do with the old Huang. He was defeated by the old monster Wang Xianzhi in the past. I left the "Huanglu" sword. I couldn't let it go all these years, thinking about asking for it back."

Xu Fengnian said bitterly: "Is that the giant sword inserted on the wall of Emperor Wu? The "Yellow Lu", the fourth in the top ten swords?"

Old Huang smiled and nodded.

The city of Wudi is located on the edge of the East China Sea. It faces Jieshi to the east to build a city to view the sea. The lord of the city, Wang Xianzhi, is nearly 100 years old, but he has been famous for 80 years. Known for weapons, fighting with people has always been one-handed.

I was promoted to the ranks of peerless masters at the age of twenty-five. At the age of 40, he challenged that generation of sword **** Li Chungang, forcibly using **** to fold the iron-like "wooden ox and horse", and he was famous all over the world for a time. two.

Wang Xianzhi is clearly qualified to be the number one in the world, but he is the second in the world. This makes the top ten masters in the martial arts world ranked eleventh, and the first place on the list has been suspended for twenty years.

In the past 50 years, two great swordsmen have emerged, the new sword **** Deng Tai'a, carrying a peach blossom, seeking defeat but undefeated, and Wang Xianzhi three times, neither winning nor losing, ranking the super master. third.

The other dragon sees the head but fails to see the end. He only knows that he is a native of Xishu, a nameless swordsman. After 30 years of making swords, he realized the way of swordsmanship. All he knew was that he fought with others and became famous in the world. Although he lost, he was left with a sword stuck in the city, but he didn’t make it doubt that this mysterious swordsman was not a glorious defeat, because he lost to Wang Xianzhi, the lord of Wudi City, who is old and still strong.

Who can imagine that a swordsman who moved forty states with such a sword would become a well-known horseman in the Northern Liang Palace, talking and chatting with horses all day long, at most asking for a pot of rice wine to relieve his greed with His Royal Highness.

So when Lao Kui heard that Huang Laojiu returned to Wudi City to challenge Wang Xianzhi, he knew that Huang Laojiu could not be defeated more than ten years ago, and it is the same now.

Xu Fengnian, who took a cucumber with his hands free, smiled bitterly: "Lao Huang, tell me, how many swords are in this sword case? Everyone in the world is guessing."

Because he lay down in the stable for a while, Old Huang with a few horsegrass stuck on his head scratched his head and said: "The sword box has three layers and six grids. There were originally six of the ten famous swords in the world, but only five are now. ."

Xu Fengnian was speechless.

Old Huang, you master, dare you to be higher?

Old Huang Hanhan said: "If the young master wants to play a sword, I will leave three or four."

Xu Fengnian shook his head and said: "No, the young master would like you to carry a hundred and eighty swords on your back and poke that Wang Xianzhi into a hornet's nest, and later go out to molest the chivalrous women on the rivers and lakes. I also have the face, saying that you have stolen chicken with Lao Huang. Duck. Isn’t this the reason, old yellow?"

Old Huang grinned silly. The old yellow without front teeth is so cute. So would it be Jian Jiu who is one hundred and eight thousand miles higher than the master?

Xu Fengnian couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it at all. Asked the servant to prepare a pot of Longyan sunken yellow wine and brought a bad horse over. Xu Fengnian took the reins and saw him off outside the palace. He also stuffed a few small denominations of silver notes to Lao Huang. Lao Huang did not refuse, and said "Master, come back, I know the road." Xu Fengnian did not agree, saying, "At least it should be delivered to the city gate?"

A horse is an inferior horse. It is not a stingy and stingy Majesty. It’s just a five-flowered horse with its mane as its petals and an astronomical appearance, or even a rare and precious BMW, which is not suitable for going out and resolutely not being a fat sheep. In principle, Huang would not really go riding a horse, and Xu Fengnian was just looking for a companion to talk to him.

The five or six hundred taels of silver bills are for Lao Huang to buy wine and drink. Lao Huang loves rice wine. I really don’t know if he loves to drink because of his surname, or because he loves rice wine. The secret, but in Xu Fengnian's eyes, Lao Huang is just the old horseman who is carrying his own hard forward. Huang Jianjiu is the second most. This is what he said in his heart, but he did not dare to say it, for fear of appearing hypocritical.

From Beiliang Palace to the main city gate of Lingzhou, there is an end no matter how far away.

The captain of the city gate saw that His Royal Highness's face was heavy, and he did not dare to step forward to flatter him, but he hurriedly drove everyone who was queuing out of the city to one side and gave way to the empty city gate.

Xu Fengnian, who led the horse for Lao Huang, stood under the inner city gate wall, handed the rein to the old groom, and said sentimentally: "Just here ~ IndoMTL.com~ I won't send it. Lao Huang, with me like a frog at the bottom of the well Is it boring to get along with dudes?"

Old Huang shook his head and stared at the young and handsome face of His Royal Highness, and said cheerfully: "It's very interesting, really. Old Huang doesn't know how to flatter me. Don't the young master often say that I speak honestly."

Xu Fengnian smiled slightly.

Lao Huang took out a pile of silk and silk, painted with charcoal, and painted swords, each with not many words, only two, from sword one, sword two, to sword nine, crooked and twisted, earthworms crawling on the mud. Passed it to Xu Fengnian, saying: "Master, take it. If you see a child with aura in the future, I will accept an apprentice for Lao Huang, and it is better to go to the street to grab a yellow girl."

Xu Fengnian accepted it carefully.

Lao Huang thought for a while, looking embarrassed: "Young Master, Lao Huang has no culture, does not take the name of the sword, but only nine moves. From the sword one to the nine sword, the first eight swords are all self-proclaimed. I got a name, I always feel uncomfortable listening to my body, and I feel uncomfortable. Master, do you think about it?"

Xu Fengnian couldn't laugh or cry, thought about it for a moment, and said: "We two have walked six thousand miles, called six thousand miles? If you don't feel vulgar or imposing, just use this."

Lao Huang stretched out his thumb and praised: "There is momentum! When I arrive at Wudi City, I will report the name of the sword, maybe Wang Xianzhi will be envious."

Lao Huang led the horse after all, with a pot hanging from his waist and walked away.

Xu Fengnian stepped on the wall, looked at the lonely figure of Lao Huang, and shouted, "Lao Huang, if you want to drink rice wine halfway, you can't afford it when you run out of silver. I will leave it for you. !"

The back box led the old servant horse to stop and turn around, looked at Xu Fengnian deeply, shouted the common mantra of the two, "The wind is tight," and then ran away funny and silly.

Sword nine.

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