The old pit 3 drinkers are lonely

  This pit is my martial arts dream...

  Unfortunately, the dream was cut off...

  The night is quiet. The wind blows and the water moves, looking far away, the lake surface is peaceful, and a faint yellow light can be seen in the center of the lake.

  The pleasant sound of the zither floats on the surface of the lake, making people involuntarily immerse themselves in it, their spirits wandering as if they were drinking the finest wine, embracing the most beautiful woman, and sitting on the softest cloud. The sound of the zither comes from a house in the center of the lake, where lights twinkle through the windows like stars.

  A crowd gradually gathered by the lake, all stretching their necks to look towards the center of the lake. Unfortunately, the lake surface was really too wide, and they could only see a few points of light in the darkness.

  Some people shook their heads and sighed by the lake, while others clenched their fists and rubbed their palms, eager to try.

  If you look closely, you will find that there is no fishing boat on the lake, nor any path leading to the center of the lake, only vast cold lake water.

  Fresh fragrance floats, the curtain gently sways, several little girls dressed in the same attire, emerge from the doorway one after another, on the corridor above the lake to welcome yet another arriving young master.

  Most of the people who come here are young and talented, famous heroes from the rivers and lakes. Almost every one of them is handsome and elegant. Several little girls are not very old, the oldest is only thirteen or fourteen years old.

  They huddled together, discussing something with a blush on their faces, occasionally stealing glances at the newcomer, and although their voices were low, the occasional bursts of laughter made it clear that they understood a thing or two, and couldn't help but feel proud, so they straightened their backs even more.

  As they approached the source of the zither sound, the young girls quickly quieted down and called for someone to put away their swords. The people who came here also knew what was appropriate and obediently put away their swords, handing them over to the girls. After all, they didn't come here to fight and kill, but to see beautiful women, said to be the most beautiful in the world. So the swords became unnecessary things.

  "The world's number one beauty" Ye Feishuang is going to choose a husband, it has been known by everyone in the Jianghu that Ye Feishuang's father Ye Guangguang posted an invitation, inviting young heroes and scholars from the Jianghu to come to the Ye Garden for a martial arts competition to win her hand.

  Of course, participation is conditional. Must be unmarried or the main room is empty, how can the number one beauty in the world condescend to be a concubine? The age must be under 35 years old, otherwise, a beautiful woman marrying an old man would provoke resentment.

  Ye Guan has some reputation in the Jianghu, and his family background is also quite rich. To avoid being tongue-tied by others, he made it clear that he doesn't care about one's origin, but only looks at their martial arts skills and courage.

  Now, there are only two months left before the martial arts gathering. Although few people have seen Ye Feishan's true face, her beauty is beyond doubt, and all come from the mouths of figures in the Jianghu who are known for their integrity, leaving no room for skepticism.

  She is said to wear white clothes, looks like a celestial being, but her personality is as cold as frost. Even so, people can't help but be attracted to her. The reason why these young heroes came to Fei Tian Hu tonight is because they heard that the number one beauty in the world passed by here and wanted to see the elegance of the Jiangnan young heroes first. Everyone rushed to it like a stampede.

  Those who drew their swords could enter the house. Inside, more than a dozen young men were seated, most of whom had been seen before and knew each other, but normally each was proud and arrogant, refusing to yield to anyone, and it was rare to see these people sitting together so politely.

  Their eyes were all staring in the same direction. It was a very young and beautiful woman, even though she had a veil in front of her face and a white gauze covering her face, but it couldn't block her beauty from shining through.

  She plucked the strings with her slender fingers, which were as white and flawless as a beautiful jade. Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, while her clothes were plain white, making her complexion appear even paler. There was no smile on her face, but her eyes shone brightly, occasionally fluttering with a captivating charm.

  Sandalwood incense wafts, filling the room with the sound of the qin.

  After a brief moment, the sound of the zither faded away. Following a short period of silence, a young girl in green emerged. She was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with an oval face, distant mountain-shaped eyebrows, and a dimple that appeared when she smiled. With a hint of a smile, she said, "My name is Xiao Qing. I'm here to welcome you all on behalf of my mistress. Please introduce yourselves in the order you arrived, so I can address you properly."

  。”

  A handsome young man sitting in the front row slowly stood up, his expression somewhat wooden, as if he was still intoxicated by the moving melody and had not yet awakened: "I am 'Hai Long Wang' who travels to Qing Tian."

  "It's actually Young Master You, I've long admired you," said Xiao Qing politely. "I suppose Young Master You has come to tour the lake, but now it's a season of cold and icy weather, the lake water is freezing and bone-chilling, why would Young Master You want to come here?"

  "I have long admired Miss Ye, and if I can see her beautiful face with my own eyes, even if I freeze to death, it would be worth it!" He spoke in a strange tone, and such words that should have been spoken with passion and excitement, he said as if reciting, his voice flat and emotionless.

  Xiao Qing smiled slyly and asked him to sit down, then it was the next person's turn.

  Among more than a dozen elegant young men, there was actually a big fat man with a full body of fat, three chins, two large jade rings on his short and stout fingers, six gold rings, and countless large and small decorations on his body. Sitting there, he looked like a treasure mountain.

  When he arrived at Da Baozi, he stood up together, and the accessories on his body clanged. Xiao Qing's face showed a look of disgust, but Baozi didn't react at all, his expression was the same as others, and even more stupid.

  "I'm 'Flower Big Young' Jin Dabao." He said with a silly smile, his small eyes almost buried in the fat.

  "You're still so extravagant with your spending, I think it's more suitable to call you 'Fatty Young Master'!" Xiao Qing said in disgust.

  "The girl is really clever, many people also call me that, but they were all thrown into the river to feed the fish by me."

  Xiao Qing coldly snorted: "You come try throwing a punch at this young lady, and see if she doesn't chop you into minced meat to feed the dogs!"

  No one would have thought that a little girl would dare to speak in such a fierce tone, but the people sitting there didn't find it surprising at all. They remained expressionless and dull, as if they had lost their souls.

  Suddenly heard a soft sigh, like dew drops falling on a rose at dawn, like a lover's whisper, moving the heartstrings.

  Xiao Qing heard the sigh and hastily turned around, "Miss, what instructions do you have?"

  "There's another friend outside, who is complaining that we're not enthusiastic enough. You go apologize to him and invite him in."

  The woman in white behind the silk curtain had a relaxed tone, a calm demeanor, but her eyes shone with an unusual light, as if a child had finally seen a toy that interested them, and their whole being was invigorated.

  "Is there still someone outside?" Xiao Qing was first surprised, then understood and couldn't help but lower her face. Just as she was about to go out and invite them in, a figure flashed into the doorway.

  It was as if a feather had floated in, silently and noiselessly, as if even the air could not be disturbed.

  The man who came in was about twenty-five years old. He looked somewhat dispirited, with a few strands of hair scattered across his forehead, pale complexion, like a chronic bedridden patient. His face could be considered delicate, but it didn't have the slightest vitality.

  "The wine here is really good," the man said, belching, then raised a wine jug with his left hand and said to the white-clad woman behind the curtain, "You won't be so petty, will you?" Although he said this, it seemed as if he didn't plan on waiting for her response, and instead took another swig of wine.

  He seems to be left-handed, from head to toe he uses his left hand.

  "What a formidable character I thought you were, turns out to be just a drunkard!" Xiao Qing walked up to him, looking at him with disdain. "Drunkard, I'm asking you, what's your ulterior motive for sneaking around here?"

  "Why are you so fierce at such a young age?" The man raised his eyelids and glanced at her, then suddenly let out a belch, causing Xiao Qing to frown and jump back a great distance.

  "It stinks to death", Xiao Qing pinched her nose and fanned the air in front of her nose with her hand.

  The man smiled and said: "How rude of me. I didn't expect that after drinking too much bad wine, I wouldn't be able to appreciate the good wine."

  Xiao Qing's face turned slightly green: "You stinky drunkard, this isn't a place you should be! Know your place and scram!"

  The man let out two soft sighs, tilted his head back and downed the entire jar of wine in one gulp. Then, with a relaxed hand, the wine jar fell to the ground, but surprisingly didn't shatter, as if a gentle hand had quietly placed it on the floor, making barely any sound.

  Xiao Qing was taken aback for a moment, and then she began to carefully size him up, her expression also becoming guarded.

  "Xiao Qing, don't be rude! Everyone is a guest here!" The woman in white scolded, "Don't you invite this young master to take a seat?"

  Her voice was like a cold spring water, but her eyes had a narrow smile, fortunately there were curtains blocking the view, so the men outside couldn't see clearly.

  "Yes, miss."

  Xiao Qing pouted and reluctantly asked him to sit down, while the man didn't bother with courtesy either.

  After sitting down, the woman in white said that playing a piece of music would make up for her rudeness. Everyone present agreed, but their expressions remained dull and stupid.

  The sound of the guqin floated, mixed with the fragrance of sandalwood in the house, as if he was in a gentle village. The man's mouth slightly curved up, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

  His eyes had a faint bluish tint, making him look somewhat pale and haggard, but his eyes suddenly became sharp and spirited, just like the eyes of an eagle.

  His fingers were long and powerful, his left index and middle fingers unintentionally tapping lightly on the armrest, following the rhythm of the piano sound, when the piano sound was slow he slowed down, when the piano sound was fast he sped up.

  The music had not yet finished, but the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the strings broke with a sharp, piercing sound that was especially jarring, forcing one to wake up from a warm dream.

  The woman in white was already sweating profusely, her breathing somewhat disordered, but she quickly recovered, the excitement in her eyes growing more intense.

  At the moment when the strings broke, everyone in the room was shocked, their pupils suddenly enlarged, and then they all fell down softly. Of course, except for the last man who came in, he was still sitting there, staring tightly at the woman behind the curtain.

  "Master is good at inner power!" The white-clothed woman sincerely praised.

  Being praised by a woman with such a voice is as sweet as honey for all men, but the man in front of her was unmoved.

  "Who are you?" he asked.

  "Who are you?" The woman in white countered, "Then why did you come?"

  "You're not Ye Feishuang!" The man's tone was very affirmative.

  "How do you know I'm not?" The woman in white didn't confirm or deny it.

  The man said: "Yue Feishuang will not use this evil magic skill!"

  "Kung fu is just kung fu, what's the difference between good and evil?" The woman in white sneered, "Have you seen Ye Feixue?"

  The man paused for a moment before answering: "Never seen it."

  。”

  "You've never seen me before, how would you know I'm not?" The woman in white sneered, "Is it that you think I don't deserve the title of the world's number one beauty?"

  The man remained silent, still with a hint of a smile on his face, but it was tinged with desolation.

  A woman in white suddenly stood up, stepped out of the curtains and walked away. Her footsteps were light and nimble, her figure was elegant, and she held a flute made of jade in her hand like white jade. Her eyes flowed with emotions, as if they contained deep feelings. Watching her like this, it seemed as if something was gently touching people's hearts.

  "Does it match?" The woman in white asked him with a light smile.

  The man shook his head: "Not enough."

  The woman in white lifted her hand and gently pulled, the veil fell off, "How's this?"

  The man had a moment of distraction.

  A dark object flew out of the woman's sleeve and shot straight at the man's brow.

  The man swung his sleeve and knocked down the hidden weapon, shaking his head: "Still far from it!"

  The woman in white was first surprised that he had clearly been hit by the technique, yet could wake up so quickly. Then she was shocked again by his speed of counterattack. It was so fast that it was almost impossible to see him make a move.

  But her eyesight was after all better than ordinary people, so she still saw clearly that he used his left hand.

  The woman in white smiled and said, "What's wrong? Do you think I'm ugly?"

  Under the veil was a good-looking face, her eyes smiled like a bright new moon in the night sky, a small nose, thin nasal wings, crystal clear. She laughed very happily, revealing a sharp tiger tooth, as if she were a clever and lovely child.

  She doesn't match the legendary beauty of Ye Feishuang, but that doesn't mean she isn't a beauty herself. Although she still has a hint of childishness, with time, she may not necessarily be less beautiful than Ye Feishuang.

  "A beautiful person must have a beautiful heart as well." The man said with a smile, "That's why I say you still have a long way to go."

  "There are few men who think this way; most men hope that women look good. As for the heart, a beautiful woman without a heart is even better for men."

  "A person without a heart is almost like a dead person, guess who would like a dead person?"

  "It's just your idea," the woman in white laughed, "it's always good for women to be a little bad, besides, if there were no bad women in the world, who would set off the goodness of good women?"

  。”

  "That's true." The man surprisingly nodded in agreement and then burst out laughing, "But you can't even be considered a woman, at most you're just a kid, a mischievous kid!"

  The smile on the white-clothed woman's face disappeared, and her black pupils suddenly constricted.

  "Miss, you've impersonated Ye Feishuang multiple times, what's your goal?" The man seemed to not notice her face changing color and smiled, "This is the seventh time, right? But Miss hasn't hurt anyone yet, so I'm very curious about your purpose. Is it just to strip them of their clothes, throw them on the street or hang them on the city gate, letting them lose face without daring to make a fuss?"

  "Do you want to know what I'm after?" The woman in white's eyes sparkled, her sharp tiger-like teeth bared again. "Then I'll tell you, come here."

  The man got up and walked towards her, stopping two steps away from her.

  "Come a bit closer," the woman in white said with a wink, "I promise I won't take advantage of you."

  The man smiled and walked obediently to her side.

  "Come a little closer," she crooked her finger, leaned in close to his ear, and breathed like an orchid, "Actually, I'm here to... see you."

  The man's body paused for a moment, and with a slight lapse in attention, he felt his face collide with a warm and soft object, causing his heart to suddenly skip a beat.

  He knew that only a woman's lips could be so soft and sweet.

  The woman in white laughed loudly and clapped her hands, and people quickly dispersed.

  "So you're a pedophile, and you actually fell for a little kid!" She laughed loudly in relief.

  If the man said she was a child just now, it can be quite certain now. At the same time, he also thinks she is really interesting.

  Her kung fu style seems to be from the "Holy Sound Sect".

  Shengyin Gate is a sect consisting only of women. The members under the gate are skilled in lightness skills, hidden weapons, poison and various enchanting soul techniques, making full use of the advantages of being a woman.

  。

  Because most people in the martial arts world look down on women, thinking that they are only good for show and can't achieve anything.

  Moreover, the movements of Shengyinmen were suspicious and the martial arts they used were considered evil and heretical by orthodox people, so Shengyinmen was classified as an evil sect.

  "I know who you are!" The woman in white saw that he didn't show any unusual expression, and she herself felt uninteresting, so she stopped smiling awkwardly.

  The man looked at her, waiting for her to continue speaking.

  "You are 'Duan Qing Jian' Fang Yu Hen!" The white-clothed woman smiled slightly and said loudly, "Some people praise you as a natural-born genius. At the age of 18, you have already mastered the twelve moves of Duan Qing Jian Fa, which is famous throughout Jianghu, and even ranked among the top ten martial arts masters in the martial arts world. You have also become the dream lover of many young girls who are infatuated with love. 'Duan Qing Jian' indeed steals hearts!"

  She wasn't wrong, this man was indeed Fang Yuhen, but he was no longer the same Fang Yuhen as before.

  Fang Yu's expression didn't change even after being exposed, but a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

  "Why do you think I'm him? Everyone in the martial arts world knows he wields the Heart-Snatching Sword with his right hand, but Miss, take a look," Fang Yuhan raised his right hand and smiled bitterly. "To be honest with you, Miss, this hand of mine can't even hold a jar of wine, let alone wield a sword to kill people. And as for my appearance, I'm afraid even a young girl in love wouldn't give me a second glance."

  The woman in white laughed and said: "It's precisely because of this that I can be even more certain you are Fang Yuhen!"

  "Why?"

  "Everyone knows that four years ago, I disappeared from the world with a grudge, but no one knows the real reason for his disappearance."

  "What is the reason?"

  Because his right hand was crippled by someone, he can no longer kill, but there are many people who want to kill him. He has no choice but to hide and painstakingly practice sword fighting with his left hand.

  "Oh? Are all people with crippled right hands Fang Yuhen?"

  "There's no need for more people like Fang Yu in this world; just one is enough."

  "Why did that girl think I was Fang Yuhen?"

  "Not many people in Jianghu use their left hand"

  。”

  "I'm just a humble unknown, naturally I wouldn't be able to enter the young lady's ears."

  "Unknown junior?" The woman in white sneered, turning around and pointing at the dozen or so people lying on the ground, "These wastes all claim to be famous knights of the rivers and lakes, yet you say you're an unknown junior!"

  "What's wrong with that?" Fang Yu retorted in anger, "Everyone has their own way of living."

  "I knew you wouldn't admit it." The woman in white suddenly laughed very happily, her changing expression always caught people off guard.

  "Alright then!" The woman in white touched her nose, "You just asked me what my purpose was, didn't you? I didn't lie to you, I really am here to see you."

  Fang Yu smiled and said, "It's my honor to have won your favor, young lady!"

  "You didn't ask me how I knew you were coming?"

  "The girl is clever and naturally knows everything."

  "It's because of Ye Feixue," the woman in white said with a faint smile, speaking to herself, "because I'm impersonating Ye Feixue, you're afraid that I'll tarnish her reputation, so you want to stop me, right?"

  Fang Yu's expression changed slightly when he heard the three words "Ye Fei Shuang", but he quickly regained his composure. A pale face with a faint smile, there was a strange and exotic charm about him.

  "I'm just here to join in the fun," Fang Yu said lightly.

  "You still don't want to admit it? Don't you want to ask me why I wanted to see you?" The woman in white looked at him, slightly furrowing her brow.

  "It's possible that the girl suddenly thought, actually I'm also a pretty good catch."

  The woman in white covered her mouth and smiled slyly: "You really have a thick skin." After a pause, the smile on her face disappeared immediately, and she said seriously: "Actually, I was fooling them but actually saving their lives! Do you believe it?"

  Fang Yu regretfully smiled and did not speak, obviously not believing it.

  The woman in white continued: "I deceived them, but they thought I was Ye Feishuang. Naturally, they wouldn't dare to see her. Two months later, they won't go to the Ye Garden either. If they don't go to the Ye Garden, they won't die. Do you understand? If they go to the Ye Garden, they will definitely die!"

  Fang Yu's eyes lingered on her, trying to read something from her face, but saw that her expression was solemn, as if it were true.

  。

  "Yè Fēi Shuāng will also die." The woman in white said, "Don't you want to save her?"

  "The girl really loves to joke", Fang Yu's smile was somewhat stiff and unnatural, turning his head away awkwardly.

  "How despicable! My patience is limited!" The woman in white scolded, "Do you know what kind of man I hate the most? Cowardly and weak! A real man would not change his name or surname, but you don't even dare to acknowledge your own name!"

  "You're really weird, the Ye family treated you like this, but from start to finish, you didn't say a word! The white-clothed woman's tone was tinged with sadness and anger. "I thought you wouldn't show up, but since you're here, it means you still love Ye Feixue! Don't you want to save her? Or don't you believe what I'm saying?"

  Fang Yu's eyes narrowed as he stared at her and asked, "What else do you know?"

  "I know that you and Ye Feishuang are cousins who grew up together, her father is your uncle; I know that the original surname of Ye Garden was not Ye but Fang; I know that after your right hand was disabled, it was your uncle who drove you out of the house; also know that the one who harmed you is actually your good uncle!"

  Fang Yu's expression turned bitter as he lowered his head, suddenly letting out a long sigh: "The people of Shengyin Gate are indeed well-informed!"

  "So you're admitting it?" The white-clothed woman's eyes sparkled.

  He couldn't help but mock himself: "If I don't admit it, won't I truly become the man that girl hates the most?!"

  "Consider yourself lucky!" She smiled coquettishly. Then, her eyes rolled around and she walked towards Fang Yuhen again, "I'm very curious, your name is Yuhen, you should also hate, but why don't you hate?"

  "Hating others is a tiresome task, if you have time to hate others, it's better to drink a few jars of wine instead!" Fang Yu hated smiled and said, "Speaking of wine, can the young lady give me another jar of fine wine?"

  "Help yourself to the wine! But it seems Big Brother Fang hasn't asked for my name yet?" The white-clad woman's cute tiger teeth appeared, and she returned to her well-behaved demeanor.

  Fang Yu Heng noticed the change in her title and didn't mind, lightly smiling: "May I ask for your name, miss?"

  A woman in white smiled and said: "My name is Duō Qíng, Duō Qíng, the eternal leftover of ancient grudges."

  。”

  When people hear the name "Romantic", they usually think of a romantic woman with a thousand charms and unspeakable words. And she looks slightly immature, has a changeable personality and is unpredictable, making it impossible to guess what she's thinking.

  Fang Yu looked at her with a hint of regret, softly repeating her name several times, then smiled and said: "I and the young lady are indeed fated!"

  The words had barely fallen when someone walked in and whispered something in Duo Qing's ear.

  "The fox's tail has brought the hunter, it's time for us to run away," said with a smile, without any sign of panic on his face.

  So dark store

  Early in the morning, the gray sky, spring chill with a hint of moisture hit people's faces.

  In the suburbs, a hundred miles away from Feitian Lake, under the thick fog and withered trees, a small wooden house stood crookedly. The house was not big, but at the door hung a faded cloth flag, on which the word "wine" could be vaguely seen.

  Fang Yu's footsteps halted in front of the wooden hut, his light steps becoming heavy as he walked towards the door and pushed it open to enter.

  A dirty rag flew towards him and slapped against Fang Yuheng's face, sticking to it wetly.

  "You stinky little brat, you rotten drunkard! This time I've finally caught you!" Under the lamp, a pale and emaciated old man with greyish-white eyes and branch-like fingers pointed at him, scolding loudly.

  "Uncle Chen, so early." Fang Yu hastily took down the towel from his face, and then roughly wiped the oil stains on his face with his sleeve. His tone was calm and humble, with his head lowered, which was in stark contrast to Uncle Chen's indignation.

  Chen Shu couldn't bear the sight of him, walked over and poked his forehead with his finger, "Look at you, what do you look like? You're not even as good as a stray dog from outside." He was slightly hunchbacked, but his legs were very agile.

  Regret fills her eyebrows and eyes, lowered in silence, without a word.

  "Old man, you're wrong about that." A clear and pleasant female voice came from outside the house, followed by a petite figure walking in.

  It was as if a sudden burst of fire had walked in, and the dim room suddenly brightened up. The woman's fiery red dress surprisingly didn't look tacky, but instead set off her extraordinary beauty and charm. Her delicate features, bright eyes, and when she smiled, revealed small tiger teeth

  。

  Compared to the woman in white like ice and snow in Fei Tian Hu before, Duo Qing was entirely different, having only changed her clothes. However, fiery red suited her better than white.

  Mo Qing walked into the house with a smile, her eyes scanning Chen Shu before falling on Fang Yuhen who was lowering his head in silence.

  "Little girl, what did I say wrong?" Chen Shu turned his grayish-white eyeballs and looked at Duo Qing, "The stray dogs outside will bite people if they are provoked; take a look at this drunkard, as long as you give him wine to drink, he'll call you 'auntie' as many times as you want!"

  "He's a human, not a dog, so he wouldn't bite people with his mouth. As for me, even if he just wanted to drink, let alone the stars in the sky, I'd pluck them and give them to him." Duo Qing smiled and replied, but her gaze remained fixed on Fang Yuhen.

  "You're a young girl with a big mouth!" Chen Shu's face changed, and he coldly snorted, "If he wants you, are you going to give yourself to him too?"

  "The young lady can't get what she wants", the sentimental Chen uncle winked, and then pouted his small mouth, "But he seems to be not very happy about it."

  Chen Shu was taken aback, he couldn't believe that this little girl would speak so bluntly. He quickly regained his composure and scowled, shouting: "Crazy! You're all crazy! If you have nothing to do, please leave quickly, one lunatic here is enough! If there are two, it's going to be chaotic!"

  He shouted and drove her out without any tenderness, seeing that she still stood smiling in the same place, he picked up a stick from the corner of the wall to drive her away.

  His right hand had only three fingers, with his ring and little fingers cut off at the root, but this did not affect the flexibility of his movements.

  Just as the cane was about to land on Duoqing's body, it suddenly stopped in mid-air. Chen Shu turned his grayish-white eyeballs and a big smile suddenly bloomed on his wrinkled face like a flower.

  He took the gold ingot handed over by Duo Qing, put it in his mouth and bit it, then changed his previous cold tone, warmly nodding and bowing: "Please sit down, sir. What would you like to eat?"

  The sentimental covered her mouth and smiled secretly, sat down on a table against the wall: "What's here?"

  "We have wine and steamed buns." Old Man Chen replied with a hunched back and a smile.

  "Is that all?" The sentimental one pouted with an unsatisfied little mouth.

  "There is a lot of wine and many steamed buns."

  。”

  "Whatever..." Mo Qing rolled her eyes and thought of their remote location, "Let's have some mantou and a jar of wine."

  "Sir, please pay first."

  "Didn't I already give you a gold bar?" Duo Qing glared at her.

  Chen Shu shook his head: "Not enough, the small shop's steamed buns are one gold coin per tray, wine is one gold coin per vat, sir still owes one gold coin."

  "Could it be that you're running a black-hearted shop?"

  "Miss, you're right," said Chen Shu, his face unchanged. "This is indeed a black shop."

  With a flirtatious glint in her eye, she took out another gold ingot and placed it in his hand, saying coquettishly: "This young lady has plenty of gold."

  Chen Shu took the gold and turned to face Fang Yu, scolding loudly: "You stinky little brat, what are you still doing there! Get out of here and go to the kitchen to fetch wine and steamed buns for our guests!"

  The steamed buns are cold, and the wine is so diluted that you can't even taste the flavor of the wine.

  She leaned on the table, with one hand supporting her chin, her eyes tightly following Fang Yuhen, a sweet smile always lingering at the corner of her mouth, and looking into his eyes was like looking at her own heartthrob.

  A sound of footsteps came from outside the wooden house, accompanied by a few barks. In an instant, a group of people entered the room, surrounding a tall and burly man with a thick beard, who was holding an iron chain in his hand, the other end of which was tied to a ferocious large wolf dog, its sharp teeth exposed outside, gleaming coldly, its eyes staring wider than bronze bells.

  The big dog paused at the door for a moment, its nose twitching slightly, then walked in the direction where Duo Qing was.

  The big beard also followed, seeing that she was only a beautiful girl of 16 or 17 years old. At first, he was somewhat suspicious, but soon calmed down. After all, this dog was trained by him personally and had been with him for many years, never making a mistake.

  "What a wonderful big dog!" The sentimental smile stretched out his hand to touch the big dog's head.

  The big beard was shocked, not to mention that the girl actually dared to reach out and touch it. Normally, this dog wouldn't get close to anyone except him, and others couldn't even touch it. Some people who didn't believe in evil and tried to touch it would either lose an arm or a leg, or at least have some flesh torn off. But this little girl was an exception?

  Da Hu Zi was still pondering when he saw Duo Qing pick up a steamed bun from the table, break it in half and throw it at Da Gou.

  The big dog gently lifted its head and accurately caught half a cold mantou with its mouth, took a few bites, and then swallowed.

  "Good boy", affectionately rushing towards the big beard with a sweet smile.

  The big bearded man suddenly understood, hehe smiled: "Good guy, it turns out that seeing a beautiful woman has started to think about spring! But doing things right is important!" He pulled the iron chain and gestured to the big dog.

  The big dog suddenly fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and died with white foam in its mouth before it could even let out a cry.

  "Ah San!" The big bearded man was stunned, his heart sank rapidly, and he fiercely raised his head to glare at the girl, but heard her pale face turn white as she cried out in a trembling voice: "There's poison in the bun!"

  "Who is it? Who poisoned?! " The big bearded man roared loudly, his fierce eyes scanning the remaining two people in the room, as if he wanted to flay the poisoner alive!

  Chen Shu, who was sitting in the narrow counter counting copper coins, looked up at him and let out a cold snort before continuing to count the copper coins.

  "Old turtle, is this your poison?!" The big-bearded man glared, dropped the chain in his hand, walked to the counter, grabbed his collar, lifted up his thin body, and dragged him out directly.

  "It wasn't me who poisoned him!" Chen Shu said in a low voice.

  "How dare you quibble!" The big bearded man roared, his right palm slapping down, aiming straight for Chen Shu's crown.

  Just as Uncle Chen was about to have his brains splattered and die a wrongful death, the sentimental one cried out in surprise and closed her eyes, unable to bear watching any longer.

  The palm of his hand slowed down suddenly, and the sturdy body of the big bearded man fell to the ground with a heavy thud.

  Demon Hand Medical Immortal

  With a delicate and cautious movement, she opened her eyes to find a middle-aged man standing at the door, wearing white clothes and a black cloak, with a completely red face, and only the scabbard of his sword hanging from his waist.

  He walked into the house, approached the corpse of the big-bearded man, slowly pulled out the blood-stained knife from his back, wiped off the fresh blood on his clothes, and quickly sheathed the knife.

  "Reborn Guan Gong, Guan Shiren!" A tall and thin man blurted out his name, one of the companions of that big-bearded man.

  。

  They saw the big bearded man die, and although they were furious in their hearts, when they saw this person, they could only swallow their anger. People in the jianghu might not know his name Guan Shi Ren, but they couldn't not know about "Heng Yuan Escort Bureau"! In his early years, he was a notorious thief roaming around, later he was defeated by the leader of Heng Yuan Escort Bureau, Tie Qian Shan, and willingly became a small escort. However, no one in the jianghu dared to look down on him because of this, after all, Tie Qian Shan was a giant in the martial arts world, and losing to him wasn't something shameful.

  "A few of you know Guan Mou?" Guan Shiran turned around, smiling at them.

  "It's natural to recognize," said the thin man, "why doesn't Guan Da Xia distinguish between good and evil when killing?"

  Guan Shi Ren smiled slightly, his tone warm and gentle: "I am just a rough man, I don't count as a great hero."

  The thin man's face turned pale upon hearing this, and he signaled to the people beside him to lift the corpse of Da Hu Zi and the dog. Without a word, they exited the wooden hut.

  "Bad luck!" Chen Shu's big beard fell down to the ground, he spat out a mouthful of saliva without even looking at Guan Shiran, and directly ordered Fang Yuheng who was sitting in the corner, "Clean up the house, I'll reward you with a small jar of wine."

  "Thanks, Uncle Chen," Fang Yu smiled and agreed readily.

  Guan Shiran only glanced at him, and immediately shifted his gaze. His eyes swept over the pale face, weak and slender, and involuntarily lingered for two more glances, although he had a mind to step forward and comfort the beauty, but there were urgent matters at hand.

  "Junior Guan Shiren has seen 'Ghost Hand Medical Immortal' Chen Sanlao, senior." Guan Shiren bowed his fist to Chen Shu and said respectfully.

  "Hypocrite, who's your senior!" Chen Bo coldly snorted and continued counting the copper plates, without showing any gratitude towards the person in front of him who had just saved his life.

  Guanshiren seemed to have already grasped his temperament, neither surprised nor annoyed, but with a "pa pa pa" sound of clapping his palms three times, he saw a house servant-like person carrying a medium-sized box walking up to him.

  Guan Shiren opened the box, and saw that it was filled with gold bars, shining brightly. Chen Shu seemed to have caught a whiff of the scent of gold, and suddenly looked up, his sallow face seeming to turn into gold in the light of the treasure.

  "Please accept this humble gift from me." Guan Shiran smiled again.

  Chen Shu's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the wrinkles on his face unfolded again: "What do you want from me?"

  "The junior has come to invite the senior to Iron Knight Manor at the behest of the master."

  "Guanshiren's humble and courteous way."

  Chen Shu raised his eyes, and the greyish-white eyeballs scanned his face, coldly laughing: "Cut it out, don't beat around the bush. What's there to talk about between me and your old man Tie? If he didn't need something from me, would he even put me in his sights?"

  At this, the sentimental one beside him burst out laughing and interrupted, "You're really a straightforward person."

  Guan Shiran coughed dryly, feeling embarrassed in his heart, but his face remained expressionless.

  Chen Shu didn't look at him with much affection, his thin and bony hands easily took over the heavy trunk, his fingers gently stroking the gold bars: "Just tell me what you want me to do directly, don't bother about Iron Old Head's face, but since it's real gold and silver, I'll help if I can."

  It turned out that Chen Shu was actually the Ghost Hand Medical Immortal Chen San, a medical genius who appeared only once in a hundred years. It was said that his medical skills could bring people back from the dead. Of course, this might be just a rumor in the Jianghu world, but it also showed how high his medical skills were, and there were very few people in the world who could match him. Unfortunately, he had a weird personality, was stingy with money, and only cared about making more of it, which is why most of the orthodox martial artists looked down on him.

  That old man with a big beard died unjustly, it turns out he had also heard of his reputation, but Chen San's appearance was too ordinary, how could he connect such an old man who can be seen everywhere with the genius in the rumors!

  "I'm afraid I've made a fool of myself in front of you," Guan Shi Ren said, "My young master is gravely ill, and if it weren't for the dire circumstances, I wouldn't have dared to trouble you."

  "Ah, it's the Iron family's young master," Chen San said with a mixture of surprise and schadenfreude. "No wonder Old Man Iron came to ask for my help. But, your family's young master's life is worth more than just this...right?" He glanced at the box full of gold, his greyish-white eyes flicking back and forth before landing on Guan Shi Ren again.

  "As long as the senior can save my young master, there will naturally be more. " Guan Shiran lowered his head, and a look of disgust flashed in his eyes. Before coming here, Tie Qianshan had repeatedly instructed him that Chen Sanxi was furious and unpredictable, and he must be obedient to Chen Sanchun, coaxing him until the young master recovered.

  "Alright, wait outside then." Chen San nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand at him.

  "Please hurry up, Master's life is in danger." Guan Shiran urged.

  "Alright, I still have some things to attend to here, you go out first!" Chen San impatiently glared at him and suddenly thought of something and added: "Get two zhang away, don't sneak a listen or peek!"

  "Yes", Guan Shirin, although he had doubts in his heart, still followed the words and led the people out of the wooden house.

  。

  As soon as they stepped across the threshold, Chen San hugged the trunk and walked into the inner room with his back hunched, and soon came out empty-handed.

  At this time, Fang Yu had already cleaned up the bloodstains on the ground. Seeing him come out, he said in a low voice, "Uncle Chen, wine."

  Chen San glared at him, his eyes full of resentment and disappointment. Seeing that he had no reaction, Chen San could only sigh, "Take it from the counter yourself! You know which ones haven't been watered down."

  Fang Yu regretfully walked up to the counter, picked up a small wine jug, opened the paper seal on the jug and glugged it into his mouth.

  "Drink, drink, you won't bother me even if you drink to death!" Chen San's face full of wrinkles broke into a bitter smile. He was already helpless in his heart. "You little rascal, go ahead and leave, you don't owe me anything anymore. Letting you accompany this old good-for-nothing for four years has cleared all debts."

  Wine spilled from the corner of his lips and wet the front of Fang Yu's shirt, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes dim.

  The sentimental Duosheng, sitting by the table against the wall, slightly furrowed his brow, as if in thought. But soon his brow relaxed and a smile spread across his face. What had happened between Fang Yuheng and Chen San was no longer important; what mattered was that Chen San had already decided to let go, so Fang Yuheng no longer had any reason to persist.

  Thinking so, feeling a bit hungry, looked at the cold mantou on the table, reluctantly picked up half of it, peeled off the skin, wrinkled his brow and started eating.

  Chen San shot a glance at Duo Qing, coldly smiling as he spoke, "I didn't expect that you, a young lady, would already be so skilled in using poison, and your city is also quite deep. It seems that the Saintly Sound Sect's women are indeed not inferior to its men."

  "Senior is really something", with a hint of sadness, he swallowed the last bite of his mantou, took out his handkerchief to wipe his hands clean, and smiled, "Senior is really impressive, actually guessing that I'm from Shengyin Gate."

  Chen San snorted, "You little girl, don't know what's good for you, actually daring to meddle in other people's business."

  "I've made a senior laugh", with a flirtatious and mischievous tone, she stuck out her tongue.

  "You must have known who he is by now", Chen San no longer questioned her about the poisoning, but pointed his hand at Fang Yuheng, "I don't care what purpose your Shengyinmen has, this kid has become a useless thing, if you're interested, take him away."

  "Elder, you're worrying too much. I've admired Brother Fang for a long time and have been searching for his whereabouts. This has nothing to do with the Shengyin Sect."

  "Blinking her sentimental eyes," "Besides, how could Fang be a waste? He's just temporarily disheartened and will stand up again someday."

  "I hope so," Chen San's expression softened, although he didn't believe what Duo Qing said, but he sincerely hoped that Fang Yuhen could return to his former self. Unfortunately, it was already too late now. If a person had been drunk almost every day for four years, their physical functions were likely to have declined long ago. What's more important, however, was not the decline of his body, but the fact that his heart had become like stagnant water.

  Qin Wu You

  Chen San quickly followed Guan Shi Ren and left, leaving only Duo Qing and Fang Yu Hen in the wooden house.

  Duō qíng zuò zài zhuō páng, yī shǒu zhī zhe xià bā, yī shǒu zài zhuō shàng qīng qīng jiāo jī, zhòu zhe xiǎo liǎn kǔ nǎo de kàn zhe fāng yú hèn.

  Translation:

  Duō qíng sat beside the table, one hand supporting her chin, the other hand lightly tapping on the table, with a worried look on her small face as she stared at Fāng Yú Hèn.

  Fang Yu sat leaning against the counter, with several empty wine jars scattered around him. He held another jar in his arms and was desperately pouring it into his mouth. His eyes were hollow, mechanically drinking, and his clothes were already soaked with spilled wine. No matter how much he was persuaded, he ignored everything.

  "Hey, you can't drink anymore!" Duo Qing slapped the table, stood up and walked over to snatch the wine from his hand.

  It was taken away so easily, which made Duoqing somewhat surprised. Fang Yu's hatred last night seemed a bit dull, but it could also make her look at him with new eyes. However, the current him was a complete mess.

  Fang Yu Hen didn't even go to grab back the wine, but instead opened another jar and continued drinking.

  Bite your teeth and rush again.

  Regret is left once again.

  Too sentimental and rushed, with leftover regret and grasping.

  With a fierce clench of the teeth, he smashed the wine jug in his hand to pieces. "Crash!" The fragments flew everywhere. Then, he snatched another wine jug from Fang Yu's hand and smashed it again. Finally, he stormed into the counter, shattering all the wine jugs. The sound of breaking glass and gurgling wine filled the air.

  "Leave me alone!" She clapped her hands emotionally and glared at him with a scowl.

  Fang Yu regretfully raised her eyelids, gazed at her with a drunken look, then slowly closed them, sat down on the ground, found a comfortable posture, tilted her head and fell asleep.

  Moody rolled her eyes and stomped her feet in anger.

  Ran over and slapped him two slaps in the face with force, seeing that he still didn't make a sound, couldn't help but feel disheartened.

  The sky outside gradually darkened, the sun hid behind the horizon, leaving only a faint red glow. Duo Qing stood at the door, looking out at the desolate countryside, furrowing his brow.

  Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, turned around and walked into the house, looked at Fang Yu who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, helplessly touched his nose, grabbed him from behind, carried him on her back, walked out of the house, exerted her strength, and quickly left.

  In the dark blue night sky, a few stars twinkled, and the cold wind blew against my face. I entered a forest, and my quick footsteps gradually came to a stop. I found an empty space, threw the burden on my back to the ground, panted heavily, and complained, "Can't tell, you wine ghost is quite heavy!"

  Fang Yu's hatred seemed to have lost all sense of awareness, and he didn't move at all.

  My stomach suddenly growled, I pouted and my mouth drooped. We're in the middle of nowhere, even if we had money, there's nothing to buy. I should have brought more buns earlier.

  Feeling melancholy, I looked around in the darkness, thinking about where to go to catch a few wild rabbits or pheasants. After wandering around nearby for a while, not only didn't see any rabbits, but also didn't see a single mouse, however, I did pick up a lot of dry firewood and lit a big fire.

  The firelight cast a glow on her delicate, pale face. She listlessly poked at the flames, her gaze falling on Fang Yuhan beside her, and she couldn't help but sigh, feeling a lump form in her throat as tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. The pangs of hunger were truly unbearable - when had she ever suffered such hardship from childhood to adulthood?

  Just as she was about to fall asleep, a hand suddenly landed on her shoulder.

  Suddenly wide awake, he opened his eyes abruptly, but didn't turn back. The surroundings were quiet, with occasional wind blowing through the leaves, rustling softly.

  In such a strange scene, Duo Qing did not dare to confirm whether he was human or ghost, so he had no movement and no speech, only his whole body and mind were already in a state of alert.

  "Miss, make a fire." A gentle male voice came from behind, and Duo Qing suddenly let out a breath.

  "What's wrong with you, scaring people to death in the middle of the night!" Duo Qing suddenly jumped up from the ground, turned around, and glared at the person with a frown.

  The man was slender and tall, with a sentimental look that only reached his shoulders. He wore a white silk robe with beautiful fine patterns woven on it, and held several freshly caught wild chickens in his hand.

  "I'm sorry, I scared you."

  The man, not hurried or annoyed, humbly apologized to her, "I was cooking a few chickens and was worried I didn't have fire, seeing the light here, I came over to borrow some fire, didn't expect to scare you miss, hope you can forgive me."

  "Where did you get this chicken from?" Her expression softened, but she stared at the wild chicken in his hand and swallowed hard.

  "It's right here in this grove." The man replied with a faint smile.

  "Oh, no wonder!" Duo Qing's face suddenly enlightened, then she wrinkled her nose and looked up at him with a displeased expression, "No wonder I couldn't see even half of it, it turns out you've used them all up!" She shamelessly found an excuse for her own incompetence.

  She raised her head and only then did she see the man's appearance clearly, which was elegant and refined, but he had a pair of peach blossom eyes. His eyes were smiling, with soft light flowing in his pupils, captivating people's hearts.

  She was taken aback by his good looks, it was the first time she had seen a man who could be described as handsome. Although he looked delicate, his temperament was elegant and refined. He didn't give off any unpleasant vibes, instead, he was pleasing to the eye, and his every smile made people feel like they were basking in the warmth of spring.

  That man was taken aback by the beauty, clearly not expecting to see such a stunning woman in this desolate wilderness. "It's my fault for not leaving any chicken for you, letting you go hungry," he said with a smile, "Besides, I couldn't finish all these myself, so won't you help me?"

  "Good, good, good", she nodded repeatedly with a tender expression, smiled brightly at him and hastily invited him to sit down.

  "Who is this?" The man looked at Fang Yuhen lying on the ground and asked curiously.

  "He's my brother..." She replied with a flirtatious blink of her eyes, "His surname is Fang, and his name is Fang Yuheng."

  "Is he Fang Yu?" The man looked at the drunkard on the ground in surprise, but quickly shifted his gaze away. After all, there were so many people in the world, and having the same name was quite normal.

  "In the lower Qin without Yu", the man also reported his name, then asked Duoqing, "Where is the girl?"

  "Hehe, my name is Duoqing." Duoqing smiled and turned her eyes to the wild chickens, urging, "Brother Qin, hurry up and roast the chicken for us to eat, I'm starving..." She pouted, with a pitiful expression.

  Qin Wu You smiled and nodded, the two of them first plucked out the chicken feathers, the action of plucking the chicken feathers was a bit clumsy, the chicken feathers stuck all over their bodies, but they didn't have time to care about it, just thinking about eating the fragrant roasted chicken as soon as possible.

  Qin Wu You smiled and looked at her, wiping away the chicken feathers stuck to her head. His movements were gentle, his demeanor natural, as if he had known this sentimental girl since she was a little neighbor.

  。

  Such a handsome and gentle man should be admired by most women, unfortunately, his affectionate heart is only on roasted chicken, and she is also a self-assertive person, so he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this.

  "Where are you two siblings going?" Qin Wuyou asked casually while roasting a chicken.

  The aroma of roasted chicken wafted through the air, and many people's mouths were already watering. When Qin Wu You asked this question, he quickly shifted his gaze from the roasted chicken to glance at Fang Yuhen who was sleeping soundly, saying: "We're going to Sichuan's Su Yun Town to Ye Garden, to find a wife for my brother..."

  "Ye Garden? Which Ye Garden?" Qin Wu You asked curiously, then said, "It just so happens that I'm also going to Sichuan's Su Yun Town tomorrow, alone by myself, and was worried it would be too lonely. Why don't we head out together instead?"

  "Alright..." He thought for a moment and then nodded, "But you have to help me carry my brother."

  "Hmm..." Qin Wu You looked at the messy Fang Yu Hen on the ground, his smile stiffened for a moment, "Let's hire a horse carriage when we get to the nearby town."

  "Good", with a sweet smile, she pointed at the roasted chicken with her finger, "Brother Qin, can we eat now?"

  "Alright, it should be about done." Qin Wu You handed her a roasted chicken skewered on a tree branch, reminding her that the chicken was still very hot and to eat slowly.

  He hadn't finished speaking, and his tongue was already scalded. Impatiently eating hot roasted chicken, he stared at the fragrant roasted chicken, depressed, and could only swallow saliva, waiting for its heat to slowly subside.

  Qin Wu You smiled and looked at her, thinking that she was lovely and cute. Looking again at the drunkard's disheveled appearance on the ground, he couldn't help but think that they wouldn't be siblings.

  "Right, sentimental girl, didn't you just say that this trip is to find your brother's wife? That's a good thing, but why did your brother get so... uh..." Qin Wuyou couldn't think of any good descriptive words for the moment and had to shut up.

  "Like a dead dog, huh?" Duo Qing picked up his words, "Actually, because my brother was heartbroken, he became dispirited and spent all day getting drunk. As his sister, I couldn't do anything about it, so I had to find him another wife..."

  "Huh?" Qin Wu You raised an eyebrow in surprise, "A younger sister finding a wife for her older brother, this is the first time I've ever heard of it..." He paused and then curiously asked, "I wonder if you already have someone in mind?"

  "Ah, got it", with a tender pull, she took another chicken leg, learned from the lesson and started eating slowly, "Her name is Ye Feishuang".

  。”

  6, Clap your hands as an oath

  "Which Ye Feishuang?" Qin Wuyou was taken aback, his movements slowing down as he looked at Duoqing with some incredulity. He recalled that she had mentioned earlier that she was going to Sichuan's Suanyuntown to visit the Ye Garden, where there was a woman named Ye Feishuang who owned the garden. There could only be one, so the person she was referring to must be "the number one beauty in the world" Ye Feishuang.

  Is she joking? Qin Wu You looked at Duo Qing, seemingly not.

  "Nature is the most beautiful one." Mo Qing ate roasted chicken, carelessly replied, suddenly glanced at Qin Wu You and vaguely said, "Qin big brother seems to not believe I can do it?"

  Qin Wu You smiled and didn't answer. He naturally knew about Ye Fei Shuang's martial arts gathering to find a suitor this time, the number one beauty in the world finding a suitor was no different from an excellent opportunity for most people in the martial arts world. If they could win, they would gain both fame and beauty, why wouldn't they be happy? That's why experts gathered from all over.

  He thought that even if she was allowed to participate in the martial arts competition as a woman, she wouldn't be able to defeat so many masters of the martial world.

  "Why don't we make a bet on it?" The sentimental eyes sparkled, the bright black eyes stared straight at Qin Wu You, like a sly cat, "I can make Ye Fei Shuang willingly want to be my brother's wife..."

  "What's the bet?" Qin Wuyou's eyes flickered slightly, his lips curled up lightly, and he suddenly became interested.

  The sentimental person took the chicken away from his mouth and said seriously: "If you win, I can grant you a request. Conversely, if you lose, you also have to grant me a request! Do you bet or not?"

  "One is too few, how about three?" Qin Wuyou's spirit lifted, and he gladly accepted the challenge.

  "It's settled then!" she said with a flirtatious smile, nodding her head. "Let's seal it with a high-five!" She raised her right hand to high-five Qin Wuyou, but suddenly remembered something and pulled her hand back, wiping it on Fang Yuheng's clothes instead. "Again!"

  Qin Wu You's face unfolded with a smile, peach blossom eyes enticing beyond words.

  The two palms clapped in the silent night sky, with faint sounds of burning dry branches around, and Fang Yu's heavy breathing.

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