"You rascal, why are you in such a hurry today!"
"How can I not be anxious? I was almost killed by Qingfeng the thief yesterday."
"If it weren't for that mysterious swordsman's intervention, we would all be dead!"
"You rascal, be gentle!"
What were supposed to be a private conversation between husband and wife were overheard by an old bachelor next door.
The old bachelor arrived at an open-air noodle shop early in the morning.
"I have inside information about the annihilation of the Qingfeng Bandits. Anyone want to hear it?"
"Old Li, who doesn't know that Qingfeng Thief was wiped out by Hero Hu and his men? Do you need to tell me?"
"Old Master Hu is in charge of the city, Master Hu is at the early stage of the sixth rank, and Chen Qing, the leader of the Qingfeng bandits, is at the mid-stage of the sixth rank."
"There are more than 30 Qingfeng bandits and more than 20 martial arts instructors from Tieshan Martial Arts School."
"Eight martial arts instructors from the Iron Mountain Martial Arts School died in the first round of the Qingfeng bandits' attack!"
"Do you still think that it was Hero Hu and his men who wiped out the Qingfeng bandits?"
Upon hearing the exact number, the people eating noodles all perked up their ears.
Li Da patted his stomach and said, "Forget it, you don't want to listen anyway, this old man won't talk anymore."
"Two ounces of strong liquor, a bowl of plain noodles, and a plate of braised beef, name it now!"
A big spender waved his hand and paid the bill.
"light and spacious!"
"It was a dark and stormy night."
"The wind howled and roared!"
"The arrogant and domineering Qingfeng bandits were just then attacked by a cold-blooded swordsman."
"His eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were like stars."
"With just one strike, the Straw Hat Ghost King Qiang and the Skinny Ghost Gao Yuan were cut into twenty-eight pieces."
Before Qingfeng could react, he stepped into the Heavenly Gang Fighting Step and flashed past like a meteor.
"In three breaths, all the Qingfeng bandits except for their leader Chen Qing were killed."
"When the bandit leader saw that things were not going well, he tried to escape on horseback, but a silver lightning bolt flashed by from the side."
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the dog kept by the swordsman.
"The bandit leader Chen Qingfei dismounted and fled, but the swordsman caught up with him in a few steps."
Chen Qing knelt down with a thud and shouted, "Hero, spare my life!"
"The swordsman ignored him completely and chopped off Chen Qing's dog head with one stroke."
"In the end, the swordsman left behind the words, 'The greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people,' and then departed gracefully."
"good!"
After Li finished speaking, enthusiastic applause erupted from the crowd.
......
"Er Gouzi, have you heard? The Qingfeng bandits were wiped out by a swordsman."
"He had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, held a three-meter-long ghost-head knife, and kept a large black dog."
......
"Brother Liu, let me tell you, a great hero has emerged in Guangnan County."
"He was eight feet tall, with a blue face and fangs, and he kept a giant wolf that was five meters tall."
"I heard he's chasing after Li Yuan of Black Wind Stronghold."
......
In just one day, everyone in Guangnan County knew that a chivalrous swordsman had appeared.
However, the style of this swordsman gradually went astray.
The most widely accepted image of him is that of a man with a thick beard, a muscular physique, carrying a two-meter-long gold-backed, silver-ringed cleaver, and leading a black dog that is half the height of a person.
......
"Grandpa, aren't you also with the people from Tieshan Martial Arts School? What does that swordsman look like?"
At Yang's shop, the girl sitting behind the counter looked at Yang Dong, who was sewing a leather jacket.
"With sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a tall and slender figure."
He always carried a knife and raised a wolf cub with a tuft of blue fur on its forehead.
"She may seem cold, but she has a warm heart."
Yang Dong paused and added, "He looks about the same as your grandfather did when he was young."
"Oh no, all my anticipation has vanished instantly!"
"You little rascal, you're being a bit hurtful with your words."
"Young master, please come in."
Before Yang Dong could finish speaking, Yang Xiaoqian skillfully greeted the guests.
"Our shop has tiger bones, tiger penis..."
"It's perfect for making medicinal liquor."
"If you use it, young master, you'll surely be indulging in revelry every night..."
"Stop! Stop!"
Yan Mingshu waved his hands repeatedly, his originally calm smile freezing slightly.
If it were that unattractive, even somewhat sleazy old man who introduced him like that, he would find it perfectly normal.
But these words came from the mouth of the woman in front of him.
Alas, indeed, no one is perfect.
The woman had a beautiful figure and a serene face, but unfortunately, she had a mouth.
Yan Mingshu sighed softly to himself.
"They don't learn good things, but instead learn all sorts of nonsense."
Yang Dong stood up and came to Yan Mingshu. "I observe that you are a strong and robust young master, and you must have a strong masculine energy."
"But the more this is the case, the more you should pay attention to strengthening your foundation and nourishing your essence."
"I have a jar of aged eight-whip wine that I've treasured for ten years. One cup a day has amazing effects. Shall I give you two ounces, young master?"
Yan Mingshu's lips twitched slightly.
Learn to be a good person by following good people.
The sage has not deceived me.
"Manager Yang, I've come to ask you about someone."
"I heard you once hired that swordsman. Could you tell me what he looked like?"
"He was eight feet tall, with a blue face and fangs, a burly build, carrying a large knife, his chest was open, and his chest hair was so long!"
As Yang Dong spoke, he pulled out a hair and gestured with it.
"One tael of silver!"
Yan Mingshu took out some loose silver from his pocket.
"Young master, you've misunderstood!"
"Two ounces!"
“Young master, this is really what he looks like.”
"Ten taels, or I'll turn around and leave."
"Young master, that swordsman..."
......
A month's salary is gone just like that.
That old man is really dark-skinned!
Yan Mingshu walked out of Yang's shop with a pained expression.
But at least I got two jugs of wine; if it really works, it won't be a loss.
"Sir, is there no need for this?"
Outside the door, Liu Nanjun looked at Yan Mingshu with a puzzled expression.
During the time he protected Yan Mingshu, he became very clear about the young man's methods.
They view martial artists as pawns and will stop at nothing to achieve their goals.
From the bloody battles between the Blood Sword Hall and the Great Saber Sect to the brawls at martial arts schools on the streets, he was involved in all of them.
But he has an exceptionally good temper when dealing with ordinary people.
This is completely different from the dog-eat-dog atmosphere in officialdom; it would be different if someone from any other government department were in this situation.
If that old man dares to utter even a single word of dissent, he'll definitely get a beating.
“Nan Jun, your idea is the reason I joined the Zhenwu Division.”
"Knights-errant break the law with their martial arts because they possess powerful martial arts."
"If I treat these people like this, how am I any different from a martial artist?"
......
Three days later, Li Fan went out as usual and was greeted by a burly man.
He was wearing a t-shirt, his chest exposed, revealing his messy, dark chest hair.
A miniature version of a gold-backed, silver-ringed machete was tucked into his waistband, and he was leading a large yellow dog stained black with soot from the bottom of a pot.
This person.
He has a serious illness.
Li Fan glanced at the burly man and then went out.
The big man walked into the shop on his own.
"Waiter, bring the wine!"
......
The people here.
They all have some serious illness.
From the restaurant to the nearest teahouse.
However, after walking only two miles, Li Fan saw three more men dressed in the same manner.
These people's competition even extended to the length of their chest hair.
The most outrageous one had chest hair that almost reached his waistband.
Li Fan chose a corner to sit down.
Order a plate of peanuts and a small pot of wine.
He drank alone, listening to the lively discussions in the teahouse.
The teahouse is still buzzing with talk of the swordsman.
However, besides that, there's another rumor.
That means someone from Black Wind Stronghold has come to the county town and has already started negotiating with the Lin family.
......
"Brother, I don't know if anyone's here. If no one is, would you mind if I...?"
"Someone minds!"
Yan Mingshu's smile froze.
You're so sharp-tongued; I should have known better than to ask.
It would be much better to just sit down.
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