The street was full of people coming and going, and it was very lively. Not far from the city gate, a slightly shabby restaurant was already full of people, and there were endless discussions and conversations in the restaurant, which was very lively.
Looking around, more than a dozen wine tables are already full of people, most of them are people from the rivers and lakes wearing coarse linen clothes and weapons across their waists. They all behave vulgarly and speak dissolutely. They are drinking and eating meat in the restaurant. Talking about the anecdotes and strange things that have happened in Qin these days.
And in this simple and shabby restaurant, there was a young man with a handsome face who was wearing a moon white gown, a green lotus hair crown, and a green lotus jade belt around his waist. Lian Baojian, with his back to everyone, facing the wall, is drinking by himself, with an air of immortality, as if he is not in the same world as the other drinkers in the store, as if he has been separated from the rest of the world, he stands out from the crowd in this restaurant, No one dared to disturb him.
He was the only one at the whole wine table, and the people around him didn't dare to speak loudly when they saw his appearance, they were very careful, leaving a big circle.
At a table not far from him, a drinker with a big mouth was drunk and kept showing off his seemingly omniscient news to the others at the table.
"Do you know? A young swordsman with superb swordsmanship and handsome appearance appeared in Qin State.
He came from Xianyang, punished the evil and promoted the good along the way. He had eradicated more than a dozen bandit dens, big and small, and wiped them all out. It was bloody and disgusting. Someone once saw that scene with their own eyes, it was like a Shura battlefield, and they couldn't look directly at it. "
"Oh, according to you, isn't he a bloodthirsty villain, otherwise why would he do this? After all, those bandits are also human!"
A young man who looked younger stood up with some disgust and said to that person.
"Hey, you kid, don't talk about talking, otherwise, no one can protect you when you get out of here. That swordsman killed the scourge of those cruel and wanton bullying people. All the people who heard about it applauded. All kinds of money seized were also distributed to the poor people nearby. Everyone praised him as a hero, a hero!
You have too little experience and don't understand, don't talk about talking, you can't catch up with others' strength even if you flatter them.
Along the way, he also challenged those famous swordsmen who have been famous for a long time, and they all won a big victory, and even lost without more than 20 moves. In addition, he would leave a verdant green lotus mark every time , whether it is bandits or challenges.
Some people have seen his swordsmanship, as if a fairy descended, elegant and immortal, with a refined temperament, so people gave him the nickname "Qinglian Sword Immortal" Li Taibai! "
The drunk quack reprimanded the young man, and he slowly recounted his deeds with an expression of envy and admiration.
"This, this, what's so great, I can do it in the future, hum!"
The young man sat down a little hesitantly, and said bravely in his mouth.
"Boy, it's up to you, go home and eat your mother's milk for a few more years! Haha!"
"You're talking big talk! You're so ridiculous, and you want to be comparable to others! You're just a worthless little bastard!"
Other people in the rivers and lakes at the wine table couldn't help laughing at the young man's arrogance and ignorance. They all heard about this new swordsman and admired him.
In this place that is gradually approaching the border between Korea and Zhao, the folk customs are tough, and they admire the strong very much, so they don't care about his bloodthirsty but admire him even more.
"That's right, he is not only superb in swordsmanship, but also very good at drinking and composing poems. He has written several famous poems, which are known as "Poetry and Swordsman". Would you like me to come up with some to open your eyes for you fools? ?¡±
The drunk man seemed to be somewhat educated, he spoke more politely, and knew how to appreciate poetry, he couldn't help but teased others.
"Okay, okay, come on, let's open our eyes and talk!"
"Hurry up, you won't be dumb, haha!"
Seeing his arrogant appearance, the drinkers at the other tables asked him to recite a few poems for them to listen to.
"Okay, listen up! Cough cough! Be quiet."
The drunk man made everyone quiet down, and everyone in the restaurant was very curious, so they slowly fell silent, leaving only his chanting sounding around.
"[Xia Ke Xing]
Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu hook frost and snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars.
Kill a person in ten steps, and never stay a thousand miles away. Hello.
Leisurely passing Xinling to drink, taking off the sword and crossing the knees. Zhu Hai will be roasted, and Hou Ying will be persuaded with a glass of wine.
Three cups of turmoil, the five mountains are light. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.
Rescue Zhao Huijin gavel, Handan was shocked first. Qianqiu two strong men, Xuan He Daliang City.
? If you are a hero, you will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world. Who can write your Excellency, the White Head Taixuan Sutra. "
The drunk man recited this poem with unsatisfactory intent, and he closed his eyes and meditated, as if immersed in the artistic conception of the poem and couldn't extricate himself.
"How about it, this poem can be called a masterpiece in the world. Just write out the invincible demeanor of a swordsman. You rough people, listen carefully."
"It's amazing. This poem directly expresses the swordsman's demeanor in our minds, especially the sentence that kills one person in ten steps and never stays behind. It is the most classic."
"Yes, that's right."
"Is there any more? Come on again."
"That's right, just one more song, that's it!"
Others echoed here, wanting the drunk to play another song.
"Okay, I'll make a fool of myself.
¡¾Will drink¡¿
Will enter the wine, you will never see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up in the sky, and it will not return to the sea.
Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair is like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening.
? To be happy in life is to be happy, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon.
I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone.
Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will drink, don't stop drinking.
A song with Junge, please listen to me.
Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope I won¡¯t wake up after being drunk.
The ancient sages are lonely, but the drinkers leave their names.
When Chen Wang was in the old days, he had a feast of banquets, and had a lot of wine fighting.
Why does the master say that he has less money, and he has to sell it to the king.
Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold furs, Hu'er will exchange for fine wines, and sell the eternal sorrows with you. "
"Okay!" Everyone shouted loudly, and they admired that Li Taibai even more. I believe that his name will spread with these people in the rivers and lakes, and people will admire him.
The fairy-like young man sitting on the farthest side could not help showing a faint smile when he heard their discussions. It was like a fairy coming down to earth, which fascinated people, but unfortunately no one saw this scene.
He stood up, took out coins from his pocket and put them on the table, picked up the sword, walked towards the door, brought his own yellow puma, turned on the horse, and galloped away towards the city gate. Disappeared without a trace, leaving only dust flying all over the place.
After the young man left, the drunk man yelled as if he had just woken up from a dream: "The young man just now is Li Taibai, Qinglian Sword Immortal! I didn't expect that he had already arrived in Anyi, and I was still throwing an ax in front of him. It's really shameful." ah!"
"What, he is Li Taibai, so young!"
"At such an age, to have such cultivation, and even to write poems so well, what a young hero!"
"I didn't expect that!"
"It's unbelievable!"
After he left, the young man was not aware of what happened in the tavern, nor did he know what kind of commotion his identity had caused in the tavern.
At this time, the young man had already left the city gate, heading for a remote forest with dense foliage, where dozens of people in armor were waiting for his arrival. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com