"Your jerky, and your wine." The old shopkeeper smashed the bowl with the jerky and a small jar of wine on the table, and then said with a straight face: "Give the money, ten copper plates for the jerky, and three copper plates for one jar of wine." ”

Mu Xiaojiu took out a piece of broken silver from the money bag on his waist and handed it over, "Trouble, arrange a room for me again." ”

The old shopkeeper smashed the silver, nodded with satisfaction, and the expression on his face softened a lot, "Okay, tell me after you finish eating, I'll take you upstairs." ”

Mu Xiaojiu looked at the old shopkeeper, smiled at him and nodded. The old shopkeeper didn't say anything more, and turned to leave.

Mu Xiaojiu looked at the two people again, the porcelain cups in the hands of the two men, one tall and thin, one short and fat, looked more or less out of place with this small shop.

Mu Xiaojiu opened the mud seal of the wine jar and sniffed it lightly, only to know that it was inferior wine, not strong wine.

He smiled wryly, then raised his hand and picked up a piece of jerky and put it in front of his eyes to look at it.

"Tsk, are you so careless under the poison?" Mu Xiaojiu shook his head and gently put down the jerky, "The old man is acting well. ”

The old shopkeeper, who hadn't yet walked into the counter, suddenly paused, then turned his head and looked at Mu Xiaojiu with a sinking face, "Boy, what did you say?" ”

Mu Xiaojiu shook his head, "There is no poison in the wine, there is poison in the flesh, you poisoned person, I'm afraid you are not a fool." This wine is so bad, the taste is very pungent, you don't put poison in it, but in the boiled and dried dried meat that has no taste. Are you taking me for a fool, or are you a fool yourself? ”

"Boy, don't think about it if you want the silver back, this excuse is too clumsy, I opened a shop in the wilderness, what kind of poison did I give you?" The old shopkeeper had a little anger on his face, "If you don't want to eat, get out, I've seen a lot of martial arts people, and you're not the first one to be a scoundrel." ”

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Mu Xiaojiu slapped his palm on the table, "Heh, are you still pretending to be garlic?" ”

"You!" The old shopkeeper walked in front of Mu Xiaojiu in a few steps, picked up a few pieces of jerky in front of him, and opened his mouth to put it in his mouth.

Mu Xiaojiu raised his eyebrows, and lightly touched a finger on the table, and the old shopkeeper only felt that his hand was suddenly slapped heavily, and the jerky in his hand was directly knocked out. At the same time, the young man who was still arguing with him just now, that is, Mu Xiaojiu, smiled apologetically at him, and then there were four shining ribbons, and he didn't see it too clearly, so he flew directly in front of him.

The next moment, the four white-clothed swordsmen didn't have time to turn around to resist Mu Xiaojiu's sword qi, and they had already been pierced by Mu Xiaojiu's sword qi, bringing up a small piece of blood.

Mu Xiaojiu shook his head, "Four idiots, revealing the stuffing is so fast, I didn't doubt your ...... much"

"Kill...... Killed!! The old shopkeeper shouted, and ran straight out the door.

Mu Xiaojiu sighed a little helplessly, and then looked at the other two tables of people, who were still sitting there, and didn't seem to be affected in the slightest.

"Are you here to kill me too?" Mu Xiaojiu looked at the two tables of people, "Tsk, who are they, do you want to introduce yourself first?" ”

"Old man." The gray-clothed middle-aged man "Goryeo Sword Saint, Fu Cailin." ”

"Tsk, that's amazing." Mu Xiaojiu sighed, "Wow, chase all the way here, Fu Daxia, it's great." ”

"And who are these two?" Mu Xiaojiu looked at the two people who were drinking in porcelain cups again, "I don't seem to have the slightest impression of you." ”

The tallest and thinner of the two looked at Mu Xiaojiu, "Hey, hey, our brother is just an ordinary person, passing by here, drinking here." I don't care about the grudges and vendettas in the rivers and lakes. ”

Mu Xiaojiu raised his eyebrows, "Really?" Why is the killing intent on those two so strong? ”

"Hey, hey, hey, because we kill like hemp and never show mercy." The stocky man spoke.

"Then why do I think that the killing intent of the two is aimed at me?"

As Mu Xiaojiu spoke, he turned his head to look at Fu Cailin, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong in his mind. If he remembered correctly, Fu Cailin had an unusually narrow face, and all the facial features on it were all shortcomings that no one wanted to have, more like a crowd in a heap, which made his forehead appear particularly high, his chin was slender and a little cumbersome, and the bridge of his nose was bent and folded but disproportionately tall and huge, making his eyes and mouth even smaller than that, but fortunately there was a long black hair draped over his shoulders, which reconciled the incongruity between the broad shoulders and the narrow face, otherwise it would be even more awkward and weird.

Moreover, Fu Cailin's martial arts are concentrated in the soil, the Western Regions and Goryeo, and he is a cardinal, so he can be called the three great masters of the world together with Bi Xuan, the "Wuzun" who dominates the Western Regions, and the first Taoist master "Sanren" Ning Daoqi.

He said, "All supernatural powers are self-sufficient", which means that everyone has a deep treasure trove, infinite potential, but is blinded by various attachments.

He repeatedly led the rebel army to resist the invasion of Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty, and thus became a national hero of Goryeo.

He specializes in the Nine Xuan Dafa in his internal strength, and he is the only one in the world who has practiced to the ninth layer, and the mental method begins with one and ends at nine. The movement of the machine does not leave its emptiness, this emptiness is very empty, it is the emptiness of not emptiness. Quiet and subtle, its coming is unattainable, and its past cannot be chased. Welcoming it, with unintentional intentions, the Xuandao is the first realm.

Thinking about how much everyone's temperament is related to martial arts, Fu Cailin's creation of Yi swordsmanship is a transcendent stunt that integrates chess theory into swordsmanship. Yi swordsmanship pays attention to the anticipation of the enemy's first, and the prerequisite is to master the opponent's martial arts with a clever eye, find out the opponent's foundation, so as to make a judgment, and seal the opponent's back one step first, so as to be able to control the enemy. Just like when playing chess, you must first understand the eternal and unchanging laws of the chessboard, so that you can always take the initiative. This is a kind of sensual martial arts, the subtlety of which lies in the combination of the feeling of the whole heart and soul with the sword, the external feeling is empty, and the feeling of the heart is real. Its essence is to appreciate and taste with the mentality of a spectator. It is more important to use people to fight swords, and to fight enemies with swords.

And the Fu Cailin in front of him, from his appearance to his figure, to his temperament, as well as the feeling he gave people, and even his own exploration of his internal strength, made Mu Xiaojiu deeply feel that this person could never be Fu Cailin, unless this person was changed by the devil. (https:)

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