Chapter 3: The Swordsman
At the critical moment, Zou Dui's reaction was also extremely fast, and he hurriedly lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry!" Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Looking at Zou Dui's figure that quickly slipped away, the big black man said suspiciously: "Why does this kid feel so much like Zou Dui's waste?"
When the other companion heard this, he immediately agreed: "Don't say it, I think it looks like it too!"
The big black man had a strange face, shook his head and said, "Impossible...... Madame obviously ordered Brother Shan to clean up this little waste, the strength of this little waste is not even as good as a girl, how could Brother Shan miss?"
Another companion also said suspiciously: "It's strange to say, I met Brother Shan not long ago, and he didn't know where to go in a hurry, and he refused to say anything when asked. ”
Hei Dahan and Qiu Shan have a very good relationship, but he didn't believe that Qiu Shan would betray the Yang family, so he immediately said: "Things are strange, let's chase Brother Shan back immediately and ask for clarification!"
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Zou Dui slipped out of the distance as fast as he could, and then slowed down breathlessly. When he turned around and saw that the two warriors did not chase him, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the two warriors did not recognize him.
"Alas...... Although I am aggrieved, I don't have the ability to deal with the old now, so I'd better fill my stomach as soon as possible and leave Qinghe Town......"
Shaking his head and muttering to himself, Zou Dui took a big bite of the sweet meat bun as he walked, planning to leave the dangerous town after eating this meal as soon as possible.
Zou Dui took a turn and deliberately chose a mid-range hotel. Because the Zou family is the largest family in Qinghe Town, it exists like a snake, so too high-end restaurants and other places often meet people from the Zou family, but the probability of encountering low-end hotels is much smaller.
This mid-range hotel is called "Tomama Sake Shop", and it has a good decoration and many customers inside. It just so happens that Zou Dui also doesn't like too lively temperament, and can't help but have a more appetite for this hotel.
"Objectively, please!"
As soon as he walked into the hotel, a shopkeeper greeted him warmly and warmly welcomed Zou Dui to the second floor.
Zou Dui looked around and found that most of the people eating and drinking were ordinary people, but there was a black-clothed swordsman next to him who didn't look easy to mess with. He didn't want to get into trouble, so he chose a table away from the swordsman and sat down.
The shopkeeper said, "What do you want to eat?"
Zou Dui endured his saliva and waved his hand: "Give me a portion of all the signature dishes you are good at, and two pots of wine first!"
It was rare to meet a "high roller" like Zou Dui, and the shopkeeper smiled on his face: "Okay! Please wait for a while!"
Probably because there are not many customers, the shopkeeper is extremely efficient, and after a while, Zou was served a table full of food. Zou Dui didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and immediately feasted.
After a gust of wind swept away most of the food on the table, Zou Dui touched his belly with satisfaction, took a sip of wine, and exhaled in his mouth: "Happy! This is life......" But before the words fell, his eyes widened, and he almost jumped up from his seat.
It turned out that where Zou Dui was, his line of sight was just facing the stairs upstairs. At this time, he saw the fierce Qiu Shan and the other three people striding up from the staircase.
It turned out that after the big black man and his companions quickly caught up with Qiu Shan, and Qiu Shan said this, Qiu Shan also realized that something was wrong, and immediately returned to Qinghe Town to find Zou Dui.
Zou Dui could think of Qiu Shan's sudden return with his ass, and he must have known that he had been fooled. For a while, Zou Dui was so anxious that his head was full of cold sweat, with his thin body, in front of Qiu Shan and others, it was properly the existence of scum that was worse than the "five scum of war", and Qiu Shan could kill himself in seconds with one finger without hiccups.
Since you can't beat it, how about jumping out of the window and escaping?
Zou Dui stretched out his head to look out the window, and immediately gave a negative speech. This is the second floor, and if you jump out of the window with your little body, you will definitely suffer a heavy blow. Once this happens, then even the ability to move will be gone, which is even more miserable than facing Qiu Shan.
It doesn't work left, it doesn't work right, but you can't sit still! Zou Dui couldn't wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, his mind was running at high speed, and he inadvertently glanced at it and landed on the black-clothed swordsman next to him.
The black-clothed swordsman was tall and thin, with a haggard face and sunken cheeks, as if he had not recovered from a serious illness, but his slender palms were wide and powerful, and the wine glass held by his bony fingers was as steady as a mountain.
When Zou Dui tried the encyclopedia engine before, he had inadvertently searched for the encyclopedia of "swordsman", and knew that having a pair of stable and slender palms was an extremely good innate condition, because it could make the sword in his hand more stable. From this point of view, this black-clothed swordsman distanced himself from ordinary swordsmen.
And look at the long sword that the black-clothed swordsman respectfully placed on the table and occupied most of the table, the simple black hilt, without fringe and other superfluous decorations, and the scabbard is also a simple black leather scabbard, without any patterns on it.
The sword is a sharp weapon used to "kill", and the sword in the hands of a real swordsman is not fancy, but wants to be so simple to the extreme. Moreover, a true swordsman, the sword in his hand is not just a tool, but should be a part of his body and even his beliefs.
Such a swordsman is full of love and respect for the sword in his hand, and the posture of carrying the sword is never arbitrary, he will carry it on his back, and even if he takes it off, he will respectfully place it in front of him like the black-clothed swordsman in front of him.
Even when the black-clothed swordsman was eating, the hilt of the sword was less than an inch away from the palm of his sword, and he could draw the sword in an instant at any time. This not only reflects the true meaning of the swordsman's "sword never leaves his hand", but also reflects the top quality of a swordsman.
The characteristic of an excellent swordsman is that he is matched with the black-clothed swordsman in front of him one by one - this is enough to show that the black-clothed swordsman in front of him is by no means an ordinary swordsman!
For a while, Zou Dui's spirits perked up, and he felt that his chance to survive might be on this black-clothed swordsman!
Without wasting any time, Zou Dui carefully looked at the black-clothed swordsman a few times, and keenly found that the black-clothed swordsman only had four fingers on his left hand, and there was a hook-like scar on the left eyebrow of his face.
After these keywords are entered, the encyclopedia engine immediately responds and gives the corresponding encyclopedia message. Zou Dui glanced at it and found that there were more than ten swordsmen who matched these keywords, but fortunately, each swordsman's encyclopedia was extremely complete and was equipped with a portrait, which made Zou Dui look at it twice, and immediately determined the identity of the black-clothed swordsman:
He Dachong: A native of Macao Town, Wuling County, a famous loose swordsman in the Great Wilderness, he learned swords at the age of three, and became famous for killing the "bloody hand" Shen Jiang with a sword at the age of sixteen, known as the "Lone Wave Sword". He was born in 1573 and died in 1669......