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Volume One Forty-seven Tavern

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    Forty Seven Tavern

    In March of the eleventh year of Daye, Baidi City, where Emperor Liu Bei of the Shu Han Dynasty stayed, looked particularly cold. Although Baidi City in the south was not as snowy as Yan, Zhao, Qilu and other places, the cold wind in the morning and evening was also  It can penetrate people's heart.

    Although Lao Zhou¡¯s Tavern is not large in scale, it is famous in Baidi City for its exclusive secret-brewed Shaochuanchang.  The spicy and strong taste is especially favored by those in the world who drink in large bowls with knives and blood in these troubled times.  Therefore, when the lanterns came on, there was no empty table in the store.

    The Sword Lord was sitting on a table in the corner, pouring himself a drink, with a long sword in a black cloth bag at his hand. In addition, he had improved over the past two years and his aura became more solemn, which made him enter the tavern.  The Jianghu people didn't dare to disturb him.

    It has been more than two years since the battle in Bodao City.  After waking up that day, the young man who gained enlightenment meditated in the bamboo forest there for more than two months before going out for a walk again.

    A lot has happened and changed a lot in the past two years.

    At the beginning of the teenager, when the teenager arrived at the beginning, the characters who were still dormant were still dormant. In the past two years, they had sprung up with the corruption of the court and the chaos of the world.  Du Fuwei, Li Zitong, Wang Shichong, Yu Wenhuaji, Fang Zetao, Yun Yuzhen, Hou Xibai all of them responded to each other, or spread across the world.

    Of course, maybe the little wind fanned by the male lead, a little outside butterfly, finally began to show its power, and some people and things finally changed.  Although the marriage between the Song clan and Duzunbao was unsuccessful, Dugu Ce, perhaps because of his tragic defeat at the hands of the Sword Lord that day, actually waited for another year in Luoyang City before he started to travel around the world, and this  The consequence of this was that Yunyuzhen's father, the leader of the Jukun Gang, suddenly died, causing him to be almost wiped out by the Haisha Gang.  Fortunately, Yun Yuzhen is Yun Yuzhen after all. Although she no longer travels with Dugu Ce, she is close to Du Fuwei, who has just started his career.

    Although these people and these things are the talk and focus of the world, in the end they are just the aftermath of the historical tide.  The real history is still being played out in its own way.  Although the boy wrote a letter to Song Que, the king of Zhennan, Song Que also sent a fast horse to Liaodong.  However, the expedition to Goguryeo still failed, and the losses were still heavy, so Yang Guang, who was hit, began to torment the world.

    "Perhaps the word "tianxia" is too big, and only the nuns with six impure roots in Cihang Jingzhai can talk about it." Thinking of the word "tianxia", the young man suddenly felt awkward, smiled bitterly, and focused his attention on  On these Jianghu people in front of me.

    "He Mazi, you're here too?!" With a rough greeting, a man with a beard on a table in the center of the tavern loudly greeted an ugly man who had just entered the door.

    "Hey! I knew you hairy-faced guy was here!" He Mazi was not polite when he saw the bearded man. He strode over to the lower left corner, picked up a cup of tea and drank it with a gulp, "Mom, I'm thirsty.  I¡¯m dead.¡±

    "Where are you hanging out again?" The bearded man asked dissatisfiedly as he asked the waiter to get another tea cup.

    "I went to Zigui to deliver something to someone." He Mazi poured a cup of tea and it was not enough, so he poured it on himself and raised his neck to get another bowl.

    "Have you gone to Zigui? Is there anything new?" The bearded man asked hurriedly when he saw that He Mazi had regained his breath.  The world is not going well these days. If there are too many excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes, there will be more uprisings. And if there are more rebels, there will be more troubles in the world.  Therefore, it is common for characters to pop up or die every three days. Not only the Jianghu people, but also the common people often use these bloody stories as their few entertainment projects.

    "Of course it does!" As soon as he talked about something new, He Mazi was obviously interested. He smiled, asked the waiter to serve the wine quickly, and then said to the bearded man with a mysterious face, "The King of Hell posted another  Out!"

    "The King of Hell Tie?" Upon hearing the three words "The King of Hell Tie", the bearded man's eyes widened with excitement and anticipation. Even the voices in the entire tavern suddenly became quieter, and everyone turned to look at He Mazi.  , wait for him to continue.

    "He Mazi, tell me quickly, who did the King of Hell post it to this time?" A middle-aged swordsman at another table asked impatiently.

    "Hey, this time, we're going to the Dade Confucian Academy!" He Mazi couldn't help being very excited when he saw everyone asking. He slammed the table and said loudly, "You didn't expect it, right?"

    "No way? The Dade Confucian Academy has never heard of anything wrong!" He Mazi's words really surprised everyone, and they couldn't help but ask.

    "Yes! Could it be that the sword master made a mistake this time?" Some people suspected.

    "Hey, it's a monk temple again. In the past two years, five of the ten posters posted by the King of Hell have been given to the monk temple. This Buddhism is really not very good.?.  "Some people sighed.

    "What are you so worried about? If the King of Hell dared to post it, he would naturally have investigated more clearly. This time, it's right!" When he saw everyone quarreling, He Mazi was not unhappy, but even more excited.

    "Then what evil has this Dade School done?" The people nearby stopped arguing immediately after hearing this, and the bearded man asked for everyone.  Everyone knows the custom of posting by the King of Hell. As long as the post is posted, the reason for posting will be explained.

    "Hey, this time is really unexpected. Everyone knows that the river in the Xiaoqingtan area of ??Bingshu Baojian Gorge has been uneasy in recent years, right? It was the bald thieves from the Dade Confucian Academy who did it!"

    "Ah!" He Mazi's words shocked everyone. The water thieves on the river in the Xiaoqingtan area have been making trouble for more than ten years, but no one expected that it was the monk from the Dade Confucian Academy. It was really unexpected!

    "I'm talking to He Mazi, there are more than 200 monks in the Dade Confucian Academy. Could it be that they are all water thieves?" Someone finally digested this surprising news and asked the doubts in his heart.

    "I don't know about this, Mr. He Ke." Hearing the man's question, He Mazi was startled, and then he laughed, not feeling embarrassed at all that he couldn't answer, and he actually had a thin face, "But it is said that that day,  At least half of the two hundred or so monks were killed by the King of Hell Sword. This was when the eldest lady of the Song family was watching with the sword box on her back and did not take action!"

    "Perhaps the eldest lady of the Song family thinks these monks are dirty and is afraid of dirtying her hands?"

    "Maybe it is!"

    "My God! Another hundred and ten lives? This King of Hell Sword is less than twenty, right? How many lives must be on hand?" Everyone was talking about it, but some people were frightened.

    "That's hard to count. Since I started to post the Hell King Sword, this Hell King Sword has probably taken thousands of lives. It's really a killing star!"

    "Go! What do you know, you old man? What kind of killing star?! The King of Hell's Sword is called Dao for Heaven! It's Emperor Zhenwu coming down to earth!"

    "You still call me a rude person? Why don't you say, Emperor Zhenwu, that it is Master Tongtian who has descended to earth? Master Tongtian is in charge of killing saints, so he is no better than Emperor Zhenwu?"

    "Hey, you are not happy to be called a rude person. You also know that the leader of Tongtian is a saint, how could he descend to earth for no reason?"

    "Why does it have to be Emperor Zhenwu if he's not the leader of Tongtian? The third prince Nezha is also so murderous!"

    "If you ask me, it is still Binglinggong Huang Tianhua. Binglinggong has a murderous aura, and he is also a handsome young man, just like the King of Hell Sword. Moreover, Binglinggong has a free status, and there will be no delay in descending to earth!

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    "" The young man who was still happily listening to others talking about him was finally speechless.  I didn't expect that all the characters in this tavern were so top-notch. In just a moment, the topic turned from myself to the list of gods.  However, this guy also felt a little proud in his heart.  On that day, I handed over all "The Romance of the Gods" to Lu Miaozi, but I never expected that the most powerful master of miscellaneous studies in the world could have such a great influence on this book.

    "Master Jian!" Just as Sword Master was thinking wildly, a tall and thin man in his thirties came to sit at the table in the corner and said hello respectfully.

    "Hello, Mr. Lei." Looking at Lei Jiuzhi who was sitting next to him, the sword master couldn't help but shake his head.  Thanks to Lu Miaozi's cheap apprentice, he was able to get a steady stream of information to do justice for heaven.  But just because he has done so much for heaven, the man who talks and laughs with the protagonist in the original work is always a little restrained in front of him.

    "But there is news, Mr. Lei?" Seeing Lei Jiuzhi take a sip of water and take a breath, the sword master asked softly, but his eyes scanned the entire tavern.

    "There is news. Huo Jitong just arrived the day before yesterday. It is said that he came to meet with someone." Seeing the other party asking, Lei Jiuzhi did not dare to neglect.  With his open-minded and cheerful nature, he might not have had much respect for this young man.  But now, Lei Jiuzhi, who had never changed his expression after witnessing the young man's repeated killings, began to feel uncomfortable in front of this young man.

    After all, I am also a figure in the casino. I will always feel guilty in front of an executioner who is almost selfless and hates evil.

    "This is their address. And the evil things that boy did before. But you still have to be careful. It is said that Huo Qingqiao, the 'Golden Abacus' of Dufang in southern Sichuan, hired some expert bodyguards for his son this time!  "Putting several pieces of letter-paper filled with words in Sword Lord's hand, Sword Lord's temporary intelligence advisor said with some worry.  After all, I have been in the casino for a long time, and I know the strength of Huo Qingqiao and Nachuannan Gambling House very well.

    "It doesn't matter!" Faced with Lei Jiuzhi's worries, Jianjun was grateful in his heart, but he didn't take it seriously.The past two years of killing and punishing evil have already transformed the young man into a figure like an iron-faced judge.

    "That's good!" Seeing that the young man was full of confidence, Lei Jiuzhi was a little relieved. Although two years was not long, the young man's words and deeds also gave Lei Jiuzhi some confidence.

    "Mr. Lei, sit down for a moment, Twelve will leave first." After receiving the information, Sword Master couldn't sit still when he saw Lei Jiuzhi's uncomfortable appearance in front of him, so he had to pick up the long sword at hand and stood up to leave.

    "Hey, tell me, who will the next Hell King Sword post be for?" When Lei Jiuzhi watched the sword master leave the tavern, the topic of the idle crowd in the tavern suddenly turned back again.  Lei Jiuzhi was a little amused, "I wonder if these people would have shouted so loudly if they knew that the young man who just went out was the King of Hell Sword?"
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