Chapter Four, The Two Heroes of the Small Shop.

Qing'er clapped and laughed, saying to the older woman, "This is what he said himself. Rong, let's move over and have a big meal with that little devil." Then she turned to Xiao Xian and asked in surprise, "It's not like you're spending your own money. Why are you blushing?"

The man wearing a straw raincoat was actually interested in getting to know the man with the bow, and did not discourage it. Miss Rong finally couldn't resist Qing'er's persuasion, stood up gracefully, and was about to walk towards Xiaoxian.

The little girl was about to refute, but the young man raised his thumb at Xiaoxian and gave him a high compliment: "This young man has sharp eyes. Guo Xiucai, the great talent of this city, looked at this couplet for a long time and only said 'good.' It is truly a case of great minds thinking alike."

The ghost who cried during the day sneered: "It must be the person who sent him to harm me. The leader of the Flowing Sands Gang, Ouyang Qing, kept apologizing to me. He doesn't have the courage to order his subordinates to provoke me and capture the Sky Fortress. There must be someone else behind the scenes." He paused for a moment and pondered: "Do you remember what expression the boatman had when he heard you loudly call out the name of the Dragon Fortress Master?"

Little Xian excitedly said, "Guess who I ran into." He whispered to Ri Kugui's ear, "Turns out that man wearing a straw hat is Master Chong." He knew that Master Chong had a debt of gratitude towards Ri Kugui, so he didn't hide it.

The man with the bow smiled slightly, but did not answer his question: "Brother, rest assured, this is just a grudge between me and the Qianye Sect, I will definitely give you some face." Several people present saw him draw his bow with the Peach Blossom Sword, and there was a sense of imminent conflict. The two merchants in the hall had quietly walked towards the door. At this moment, hearing him say this, they thought he didn't want to cause trouble, and just breathed a sigh of relief, but then saw the man with the bow look at the Peach Blossom Sword and coldly smile: "I have already insulted your sect leader, what can you do?"

Why would the ghost of the sun let him go: "When they leave, I will ask someone to help you retrieve it."

"What did you say?!" Xiao Xian jumped up in shock, "He is the King of Hidden Weapons!" Since he was young, his father Xu Moyang had told him many stories about Lin Qing, the King of Hidden Weapons. He spoke of how Lin Qing had challenged the number one warrior in the world, General Ming, in the midst of a sea of soldiers, and how he had angrily shot an arrow from his stolen heavenly bow to kill Gu Qingfeng, the famous king of Dengping who was as renowned as he was in the capital... He also spoke of the earth-shattering arrow bet between Lin Qing and General Ming in the Ghost Valley... Speaking of how Lin Qing had challenged the number one warrior in the world, General Ming, in the midst of a sea of soldiers, and how he had angrily shot an arrow from his stolen heavenly bow to kill Gu Qingfeng, the famous king of Dengping who was as renowned as he was in the capital... He also spoke of the earth-shattering arrow bet between Lin Qing and General Ming in the Ghost Valley...

The man with a bow raised his wine glass, giving a slight gesture to everyone, but his gaze seemed to be locked onto the man wearing a straw raincoat: "Passing by this place, I suddenly heard a strange sound from my bow, so I came in to disturb."

The small string knows the machine, with a heavy emphasis, and a complex look in the eyes. Although Qing'er's riddle is not neat, it is clearly the character "虫".

The man wearing a bamboo hat took a step forward. He seemed to be not worried at all about the safety of Qing'er and Sister Rong, but only protected Xiao Xian, the servant, and the two merchants behind him.

With a slight movement of Xiaoxian's heart, he thought of the small golden lock that Qing'er held around her neck. He gestured with his hand, saying, "It is such a small golden lock..."

It is said that when Luo Qingyou played the xiao, all the carriages and horses in the city stopped, and even the babies stopped crying. Although this may be exaggerated, it fully demonstrates the magical power of her xiao music. What's even more rare is that she has always been pure and self-disciplined. Even when the emperor invited her several times to serve as the imperial musician in the palace, she politely declined, leaving many noble families unable to meet her. Now, she is probably approaching thirty years old, but still unmarried and living in seclusion. It would be the greatest wish of all men in the world to have her as their private consort.

Upon hearing this "rival" praise himself, Qing'er's face lit up. She then pointed to the man with the bow and said, "The riddle below is related to the hero."

People in the arena, have no control over their own lives! The weeping ghost often sighs: "Once entering this arena, one's life is only in the hands of the heavens. In the arena, everyone lives on the edge, with no guarantee for tomorrow, living each day as if their head is tied to their belt. Even if one day truly falls to the bottom of the river to feed the fish, it is one's own fault, and there is no one else to blame!" He had never said these words to anyone before, but he confided in Xiaoxian as if she were extremely close to him.

The man with a bowed head nodded slightly with a smile, tightly holding hands with the Master of Insects, indicating his agreement.

"Xiao Xiandao: "I just found out that his surname should be Lin, and then I was called away by someone. His martial arts are really powerful. He easily broke dozens of hidden weapons from the Qianye Gate woman...". Then, he enthusiastically described the battle in the hotel with great skill, and because he already had a good impression of the man surnamed Lin, he added embellishments and praised him excessively."

The man wearing a straw raincoat turned out to be the renowned righteous assassin, Master Chong. Master Chong specializes in killing corrupt officials and is a wanted criminal by the court. If his name were mentioned in this tavern, it would surely attract a large group of soldiers and officials. Xiaoxian was already greatly impressed by Master Chong's actions, especially after hearing about the tragic past of the weeping ghost. Unexpectedly, he encountered him in this small town of Fuling. Moreover, Master Chong openly acknowledged his identity without any hesitation, showing his trust. Xiaoxian was overwhelmed with mixed emotions and couldn't find the words to speak. He simply extended his thumb to Qing'er, praising her for the clever riddle.

I have foresight, don't I! Xiaoxian's heart blossomed with joy and shouted to his companions, "Bring another ten catties of wine." He took the initiative to pick up the wine glass and took a sip, feeling that the wine went down smoothly this time. "I'll punish myself with a cup first. It's a great fortune to meet a hero today. I must have accumulated virtue in my past life. When I saw the lightning-fast shot of the man with the bow just now, I admired his martial arts and character to the extreme. At this moment, he spoke a long string of adjectives like telling a story, and if it weren't for the sake of Qing'er's face, he would have said many more cheesy words. When I saw the lightning-fast shot of the man with the bow just now, I admired his martial arts and character to the extreme. At this moment, he spoke a long string of adjectives like telling a story, and if it weren't for the sake of Qing'er's face, he would have said many more cheesy words.

When the man with the bow and the man with the straw hat made eye contact, a hint of surprise appeared on their faces. They quickly found a seat nearby and said to the waiter in a casual tone, "Bring us a kilogram of wine."

Upon seeing him exude a heroic spirit, Xiao Xian was delighted to find that he had no airs about him. With a sudden surge of courage, he called over the waiter and pointed to the wine jug on the man's table, saying, "Put it on my tab." He then invited the man to dine with him, saying, "I have more food and drink than I can consume. Why not join me?" Most wanderers of the jianghu have their reservations about dining with strangers, let alone someone who has already started eating. However, Xiao Xian was oblivious to such customs. He was impressed by the man's handsome appearance and bold demeanor, and was eager to make his acquaintance. Thinking that today was a day for treating ghosts to a meal, he felt that inviting one or two more people would make little difference. He pointed to the wine jug on the man's table and said, "Put it on my tab." He then invited the man to dine with him, saying, "I have more food and drink than I can consume. Why not join me?" Most wanderers of the jianghu have their reservations about dining with strangers, let alone someone who has already started eating. However, Xiao Xian was oblivious to such customs. He was impressed by the man's handsome appearance and bold demeanor, and was eager to make his acquaintance.

"Stage name widely known!" The woman, who was called Peach Blossom by the Tibetan monks, said sourly: "So it turns out to be a woman of the world. I'm afraid she was just praised by the good people in the martial arts world."

A man wearing a straw raincoat reached out his hand to shake hands with him, and said solemnly, "To be able to meet you is also my wish!" Seeing the extended hand of the man holding the bow, he had already recognized his identity and wanted to introduce himself, saying, "I am..."

Qing'er cleared his throat and recited: "A single tree eventually becomes a pair, good dreams are hard to come by in the light of day, no deer can be seen at the foot of the mountain..." He suddenly got stuck and couldn't think of the next sentence. Seeing Xiaoxian teasing him with a smirk, he became even more anxious.

The elegant and charming woman with the long hair at the east end slowly spoke, "I noticed this pair of couplets early on. They are bold and powerful, with a sense of camaraderie that is hard to come by. The brushwork is also exquisite, with a hint of melancholy in the hooks and turns. Could it be that a woman wrote them?" She and the little girl both spoke with a Jiangnan accent, but her voice was as crisp and neat as her appearance. Her words were straightforward and without any hesitation. As she spoke, the earrings on her ears jingled, adding to her handsome appearance. She truly exuded the vitality of youth."

The girl named Taohua, who sat at the same table, saw everyone treating Luo Qingyue with great reverence, feeling extremely jealous in her heart, and sneered, "Luo Qingyue is nothing special. If she had married early, she wouldn't have attracted so many men's endless thoughts."

The peach blossom was furious, her small eyes widened, her willow eyebrows raised, and the powder on her face seemed to fall down in a flurry. She pressed her hand against her waist and said, "Who do you think you are, daring to insult me, the leader of the Qianye Sect?" Looking at her posture, as long as there was a disagreement, the famous hidden weapons of the Qianye Sect would all be shot out. The leader of the group sitting next to her secretly tugged at the peach blossom's sleeve, seemingly advising her not to cause trouble.

The ghost of the sun cried and asked in confusion: "Why haven't I seen this thing on you these days?"

Little Xian frowned and said, "No, no. That thing is very precious. If we're late, they will take it away."

The ghost nodded slowly: "The person has been killed to silence, and Lu Ziyang's men found his body in the east of the city. Heh heh, a single finger death, the one who did it is quite skilled."

Although Peach Blossom was somewhat afraid of this person, when the words came to this point, it was like an arrow on the string and difficult to retreat. With a loud shout, both hands raised, dozens of black lights shot out from the sleeves, attacking the opponent's acupoints all over the body. The few people were so close that it was extremely difficult to dodge these dozens of hidden weapons that suddenly appeared. Their power covered most of the hall. Even if the man with the bow could block them all, the rebounding hidden weapons could easily injure others. It can be seen that Peach Blossom has always been overbearing and domineering, and will not hesitate to hurt others at the slightest provocation.

"Benefactor?" Hua Xiangrong looked puzzled and asked, "What happened?"

The ghost of Sun cried, but remained unmoved, with a gloomy expression: "I know."

"Oh, right." Qing'er narrowed her eyes and forced a smile, saying seriously, "You are not a little ghost today. You are a little master, a little god of wealth, a little host, a little shopkeeper, a little boss... Haha." Before she finished speaking, she was already holding her stomach, laughing uncontrollably. Xiao Xian glared at the little girl with annoyance, but then saw a small golden lock hanging on her neck when she bent down, reflecting on her fair skin, which made his heart skip a beat, so he quickly looked away.

On the left alliance, it is written: "Proudly standing alone in the snow, treading through a thousand rivers with a sword."

The monk was furious, but also somewhat afraid of the intimidating and arrogant demeanor of the man with the bow. He said to the waiter, "Even a waiter in a restaurant can be called, why can't I be called?" Although the tone of this sentence was resentful, the meaning conveyed a much weaker stance.

Little Xianqi Road: "Oh! So you already know? By the way, why don't you acknowledge him?"

The man with the bow looked not at the peach blossoms, but at the flower embroidered on the collar of the person in the green shirt: "It turns out to be one of Hong Xiu Luo's men, no wonder the Qianye Gate dares to be so arrogant." Hong Xiu Luo is the head of the Guan Sui Sect, one of the three major sects in the capital, and holds the position of the chief manager of the Ministry of Justice. When the bystanders heard him mention Hong Xiu Luo's name, they became even more puzzled.

As soon as Xiao Xian stepped into the restaurant, he saw the couplet hanging in the middle of the hall. However, he was so hungry and dizzy that he thought the calligraphy in the restaurant was just ordinary, and didn't pay much attention to it. At this moment, hearing the waiter speak so solemnly, he looked up.

At this moment, Xiao Xian felt that among all the colleagues in the world, this one was the most adorable. He smiled and glanced at the little girl, with a look of being in a dominant position and not bothering to argue with her, which made the little girl so angry that her small mouth puffed up.

The monk shouted angrily, but was pulled back by the man in green. He arched his hand to the man with the bow and said, "Thank you for sparing me. We will meet again." His eyesight was very keen. He saw that the hidden weapon thrown back by this person was so neatly placed, showing that he had reserved some strength. The man in the straw raincoat did not know if he was a friend or an enemy, but he was definitely not an ordinary person. If he really started a fight, even though his side had more people, they would mostly end up losing. Moreover, he had already vaguely guessed the identity of the man with the bow. Only in the future could he seek revenge.

The older woman smiled and pointed at the little girl, saying, "Qing'er, you scared the little child."

The monk chuckled and said, "This is nothing. Just think of how aloof Luo Qingyou is. If one day I could sit with her, then it would truly be an extraordinary blessing." He said this loudly, clearly disregarding everyone present.

"Crying Ghost" scolded: "Nonsense! The Dark Weapon King and the Insect Master are such prominent figures, how could they covet your child's belongings." Deep down, he truly cherished Xiao Xian, feeling that his tone was too harsh, he softened his voice and asked, "What is it? Is it something urgent?"

The little girl deliberately chuckled, tilting her head up and intentionally not looking at him: "I can't see what's so good about it, but it's not like some people who pretend to understand but can only praise without offering any reasoning."

So you are the hero! Xiaoxian exclaimed, realizing that the man with the bow in front of him was the blue-clothed person who had saved the painting boat in the morning. He had wanted to meet him since then, but the distance was too far to see his face clearly. Now he had changed his clothes, but unexpectedly met him in the city and invited him to drink by chance. Xiaoxian was overjoyed and laughed, "Haha, we are really destined!"

Not bad. The Ghost of the Sun analyzed, "It can be seen that at first he only thought I was an ordinary passenger, so he took advantage of others to harm my life. When he heard that we were related to the Qintian Fortress, naturally he became fearful and panicked."

Qing Er became extremely angry, making a threatening gesture as if to strike. However, there was a table full of dishes separating him from Xiao Xian, so he couldn't reach him. He was so frustrated that he stomped his feet. This caused Hua Xiangrong to burst into laughter, making her flower branches tremble uncontrollably, truly living up to her name.

The woman known as Sister Rong glanced at the man with the bow, and her face unexpectedly turned slightly red. She said to Qing'er, "Look, everyone else remains calm, but you're as anxious as a starving ghost seeking rebirth."

The monk named Nafan laughed heartily, ignoring the restraining gaze of the person in the green shirt sitting next to him. He stood up abruptly and was about to approach the beautiful young lady sitting at the same table. The two brothers sitting next to him whispered with a chuckle, "Master, you are so lucky to sit with such a beautiful girl..." Although their voices were low, everyone present could hear them. They felt angry, but since Xiaoxian was the host, they didn't want to cause a scene by speaking out.

Upon hearing Xiaoxian's favorite tune, Qinger's heart was filled with joy, and she clapped her hands in approval. However, Qinger, still feeling a bit annoyed, turned her head away without looking at him.

Mrs. Lin quickly exchanged a few polite words before turning to Hua Xiangrong and saying, "This morning at the Fuling Ferry, a small boat lost control and was swept downstream. It was about to collide with our boat. At that time, the young lady had already gone to play in Fuling City, so there were only a few of us women on the boat." She pointed to the man with the bow and continued, "If it weren't for this hero who acted chivalrously, not only would our boat have been damaged, but people would have been injured as well." After speaking, she bowed again.

Little Xian was dazzled and amazed, with his mouth wide open for a while before coming back to his senses: "Great, the great hero has extraordinary skills, I toast to you, my humble friend."

Little String Laughs Heartily: "So Funny, So Funny. Where can you find such a riddle that is completely incomprehensible? Has anyone ever heard of a mosquito that can read?"

The shopkeeper, seeing the indifferent gaze of the man with the bow, shouted anxiously, "It's not a trivial matter! I was merely saying that Miss Luo wrote this couplet in the small shop."

Qing'er became angry out of embarrassment: "It's just something someone made up. If you can't guess it, just forget it. How dare you laugh at me?!"

As the saying goes, "Time and tide wait for no man." Suddenly, the man with the bow grabbed a chopstick from the table with a flick of his wrist. With a powerful force between his fingers, dozens of chopsticks flew out of the chopstick holder like shooting stars, hitting the black light emitted by the peach blossom one by one. However, the dozens of black lights were all knocked back by the chopsticks and reflected back towards the peach blossom.

With a smile, Ri Kugui said, "There are already many enemies of the Qintian Fortress. In the coming days, there will be some major events happening, naturally arousing the ambitions of many insignificant people."

Hearing this name, one can imagine a beautiful woman standing by the window, looking at the scenery, with a heroic spirit that rivals men, riding on a sword and conquering rivers and mountains. There is also a sense of pride in comparing oneself to the snow and frost, but also a hidden sigh of loneliness without a confidant. For a moment, everyone's hearts are filled with excitement, and they fall into silence.

Little Xian saw the sun and cried. The ghost promised not to leave Fuling City for now, achieving at least half of the goal, which brought some peace to his heart. Hearing the ghost's confident response, he wondered, "If my golden lock is really in the hands of the Dark Weapon King and the Insect Master, do you have a way to retrieve it? Who has such great ability?"

The man with the bow said these words in a sinister and malicious manner. Based on his behavior, he would not have spoken so disrespectfully unless he was extremely angry. It's just that Luo Qingyou is someone he cares deeply about and he would never allow anyone to publicly humiliate her.

The man with the bow on his back smiled arrogantly as if nothing had happened, "Brother, take care and don't forget to settle the bill. When you return to the capital, give my regards to General Hong." He raised his hand and shattered the hidden weapon made of peach blossoms, but still remained calm and composed. His words were full of sarcasm and left no room for doubt, it seemed that he did not believe in the mighty Hong Xiu Luo, the Chief of the Ministry of Justice.

Qing'er smiled and said, "All feasts must come to an end. Are you leaving so soon, little devil? No need for a send-off."

The Sun Crying Ghost sighed and said, "Now that he sees me, he will probably take my life immediately." Xiao Xian was startled, realizing that the Sun Crying Ghost had later preyed on young children. With the character of Master Chong who hated evil like an enemy, he probably could not tolerate him.

Little Xian was somewhat discouraged. Thinking of the crying ghost, he would never go to see Master Chong again. He didn't know where to start to say goodbye to him. At first, he was tempted to worship Judge Long as his master, but after meeting Master Chong and the man surnamed Lin, his confidence naturally increased. Thinking that Judge Long had a poor reputation in the martial arts world and was also a master of the evil sect, he no longer wanted to have any relationship with him.

Little Xian really couldn't think of anything, so he had to play tricks and say, "You must promise me that we won't leave Fuling City without helping me retrieve the golden lock."

The man with the bow suddenly turned around, looked coldly at the peach blossoms, his face turned pale: "The head of the Qianye Sect, Ge Shuangshuang, is indeed different. Marrying again and again, otherwise, I'm afraid no man will remember her again." The head of the Qianye Sect, "Starry Sky" Ge Shuangshuang, has married five husbands in succession, each one of higher status and power than the last. The last one she married was the second son of the current prime minister Liu Yuan, which became a laughingstock in the martial arts world.

It turns out that the weeping ghost had quietly returned to Sanxiang Pavilion. At first, he only saw the back of Master Chong and felt familiar, but later he recognized him at a glance. Fortunately, he had changed his appearance significantly over the years, so Master Chong didn't recognize him at first sight. However, he didn't dare to take the risk of meeting Master Chong again, so he sent the man from Qintian Fortress to call Xiao Xian out.

The man wearing a straw hat also said, "Mrs. Lin, please don't worry. Let's take our time to talk." He introduced the man carrying a bow, saying, "This Mrs. Lin is the personal steward of Miss Hua. I happened to be on my way to Shu and coincidentally traveling with Miss Hua and Miss Shui. Along the way, we have also received a lot of care from her."

Everyone suddenly realized that Luò Qīngyōu, one of the three masters of the capital, the head of the Jiānjiā Gate, was a martial arts master with outstanding talents. He had served as the chief examiner for martial arts examinations. Wén Jīngsìhǎi, his written words were often recited by the martial artists in the rivers and lakes, and he was the most respected figure among all the poets and performers. His skill in playing the flute was excellent, and he was known as one of the two outstanding musicians in the capital, alongside Shuǐxiù, the renowned master of the zither.

The man with the bow on his back smiled and glanced at the man wearing a straw raincoat. He reached behind and patted the long bow he carried, and said, "Just now, as I passed by the tavern, my divine bow suddenly made a long sound. I felt something was amiss. It was not until I came in and saw your impressive demeanor that I realized the reason behind the divine bow's sound. I wish to get to know you." His face showed a sincere and open expression, completely different from the imposing aura just now. It was clear that he protected the person who had no martial arts skills when the man in the straw raincoat made a move earlier. He was obviously someone with a strong personality, and despite his usual arrogance, he straightforwardly expressed his desire to get acquainted. He said, "Just now, as I passed by the tavern, my divine bow suddenly made a long sound. I felt something was amiss. It was not until I came in and saw your impressive demeanor that I realized the reason behind the divine bow's sound. I wish to get to know you." His face showed a sincere and open expression, completely different from the imposing aura just now. It was clear that he protected the person who had no martial arts skills when the man in the straw raincoat made a move earlier. He was obviously someone with a strong personality, and despite his usual arrogance, he straightforwardly expressed his desire to get acquainted.

Hello, Sister Rong. Xiao Xian found it much easier to talk to her. He said, "Just like the saying goes, 'the clouds desire clothes, and the flowers desire beauty,' Sister Rong, your name sounds so pleasant. It truly reflects your character. Unlike some people who are clearly rude and unreasonable, you have chosen a name that is gentle and tender like water."

As everyone listened to his tone, it seemed to have some connection with Luo Qingyou, and a hint of doubt arose in their hearts.

Before everyone's eyes, there was a flash, and only heard the sound of "dududududu" dozens of times. All the wooden chopsticks were nailed in front of the peach blossom table, forming a semicircle, and a black iron caltrop was nailed under each chopstick.

His face turned red, how could he say anything reasonable? He just refused to admit defeat in front of this little girl. He searched his mind and recited the "Divine Record of Forging Soldiers" and the "Book of Destiny" that he had learned. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to his mind. He looked at the shop assistant without looking at the little girl and said a passage from the "Divine Record of Forging Soldiers" in a different way: "This couplet reveals a cold and stubborn atmosphere in a simple and plain artistic conception. Only those with a discerning heart can understand its charm. How can it be explained? My exclamation of 'good' is already superfluous." This clever remark was a disguised way of saying the same passage from the "Divine Record of Forging Soldiers": "This couplet reveals a cold and stubborn atmosphere in a simple and plain artistic conception. Only those with a discerning heart can understand its charm. How can it be explained? My exclamation of 'good' is already superfluous." This remark was extremely cunning, as it meant saying nothing at all. The implied meaning was to mock the little girl, suggesting that she was either not a discerning person or that even if he explained it to her, it would be in vain.

The man with the bow turned around and smiled, his face calm, but the murderous intent from earlier was gone: "Today, let the little brother treat, it's also considered fate. Why are you the only one here?"

The man sitting with those two women, wearing a bamboo hat, looked at him in surprise, as if it were strange that such a young boy could say such a thing.

The voice of the man with a negative bow suddenly sounded: "I have long heard of your great name, and we have been close friends for a long time. However, I have never had the chance to meet you in person. Today, seeing you is a great comfort to me." His voice was not loud, but it completely suppressed the remaining sound of the small string, preventing him from mentioning the name of the man wearing a straw raincoat.

Little Xian said shyly, "I... I am not a troublemaker." It was his first time having a face-to-face conversation with Qing'er, and yet he managed to bring up something that made him feel guilty. While hating himself for being so weak in his heart, his face turned red and he couldn't utter a word.

The little string followed the big man out of Sanxiang Pavilion. After walking only a few steps, he was grabbed by the Sun Weeping Ghost.

The young man is determined to return to Sanxiang Pavilion with all his heart: "I'm afraid it will fall into the hands of that young girl. She has always been hostile towards me and will definitely not easily return it to me. I'd better go back and take a look now, otherwise she will definitely deny it later..."

Xiao Xian has also heard of Luo Qingyou's name, but never expected her to have such great charm in the eyes of these martial arts figures. Even the arrogant monk was speechless, and for a moment, there was an indescribable admiration for Luo Qingyou in his heart. He couldn't help but sigh, "The softest in the world, galloping through the hardest in the world." The "Book of Destiny" inherits the teachings of Laozi, and this sentence comes from "Laozi". It sighs that Luo Qingyou, as a woman, can make men from all over the world take notice. For a moment, there was an indescribable admiration for Luo Qingyou in his heart. He couldn't help but sigh, "The softest in the world, galloping through the hardest in the world." The "Book of Destiny" inherits the teachings of Laozi, and this sentence comes from "Laozi". It sighs that Luo Qingyou, as a woman, can make men from all over the world take notice.

The man with the bow interrupted him, saying, "You don't need to change your name to register with me. I have no interest in dealing with people like Hong Xiu Luo."

Hua Xiangrong smiled and said, "Chu land leaves no trace."

The man in the green shirt was forced to be bound hand and foot by him, but dared not to erupt. He could only vent his anger on his companion and loudly call for the bill. He looked at the man with the bow on his back with resentment, and with the Tibetan monk and the two brothers, he walked out of the Sanxiang Pavilion while being supported by the peach blossoms.

小弦心中委实不舍: "Are you living in that painted boat? Would it be okay if I come to find you?" He was afraid that Qing'er would refuse him, and then said to Master Chong, "I have something else to tell you."

Little Xian was planning his escape in his heart, and casually asked, "Who is that boatman?"

Little Xian decided to continue weaving the string all the way: "That is the only thing my deceased mother left me, and it must never be lost. Yes, I always keep it close to me. But just now, when I lowered my head to cough after choking on alcohol, it accidentally fell...". In his desperation, he didn't hesitate to admit that he couldn't hold his liquor. As Little Xian spoke up to this point, his heart was already anxious, and he couldn't help but think of his mother whom he had never seen before, causing his eyes to slightly redden.

The man with the bow looked at Qing'er and said with a smile, "Didn't you say you wanted to guess riddles? Go ahead and say it."

日哭鬼倒也爽快 : `` 好 , 我答应你。 ''. Translated Result: The "Sun Crying Ghost" is also straightforward: "Okay, I promise you."

The man with the bow nodded with a smile. He knew in his heart that Master Yi Chong must have known who he was long ago with his knowledge of insects. These two women who could travel with him must also be extraordinary and should have guessed it. However, this little girl insisted on playing so many tricks, which could also be considered extremely clever.

Qing'er finally managed to stop laughing, and the man in the straw raincoat said, "The first riddle is related to the uncle's name." She thought for a moment and said, "Shrimp went into the water, frog soldiers entered the ground, red candles lost their light, mosquitoes don't know how to read..."

The woman lightly tapped Qing'er, then gracefully bowed to the man with the bow, her gaze fixed only on Xiaoxian, and softly said, "My name is Huaxiangrong."

小弦吓了一跳 : `` 他死了 ? ''

The man with the bow smiled slightly upon hearing the words, and walked towards Xiaoxian's table, saying, "Since that's the case, I'll bother you, little brother."

The person in the green shirt was startled: "Who are you?"

Little Xian recognized the person who had just called away Ri Kugui as the big man, feeling extremely unwilling in his heart. He thought that if he were to ask Master Chong to take him away at this moment, although it would be presumptuous, it was unlikely that Master Chong would stand idly by upon hearing the reason for his abduction. However, although Ri Kugui had been fierce and threatening towards him at first, even claiming to eat him, in the end, he had still treated him fairly. Even if he were to leave, he should bid farewell to him in person. With that, he got up in a huff and said to everyone, "Wait for me, I'll be right back." However, although Ri Kugui had been fierce and threatening towards him at first, even claiming to eat him, in the end, he had still treated him fairly. Even if he were to leave, he should bid farewell to him in person. With that, he got up in a huff and said to everyone, "Wait for me, I'll be right back."

At such a critical moment, the man with the bow on his back unexpectedly had the leisure to say "good". However, he was not praising the hidden weapon skill of the peach blossom, but rather the kindness and thoughtfulness of the man with the straw raincoat.

Although the monk was drunk, he knew that the man with the bow was not easy to provoke and took the opportunity to step down, saying, "Forget it, I am full now. Let this young man invite me next time."

A sense of intimidation seemed to have been felt by everyone present. They all looked up and saw a man standing at the door with his hands behind his back. He was in his early thirties, tall and muscular, and his well-fitted black clothes couldn't hide a potential explosive power. He carried a long and narrow blue cloth package on his back, but it was hard to tell what kind of weapon it contained. The most striking feature on his thin and slightly dark face was his unrestrained thick eyebrows, which seemed to want to fly off his forehead. His sharp and bright eyes were staring at everyone, complemented by his handsome nose and slightly pursed lips, making him look very dashing.

The monk sitting at the west table is quite lecherous, staring blankly at Miss Rong. Seeing this scene, the man who put down his bow is very resentful that he didn't have the chance to sit with the beauty. He coldly snorted and said to Xiao Xian, "Didn't you invite us?"

Little Xian and Ri have become close friends, and they dare to joke with each other: "Hehe, that's because you are with me, the lucky star, that we can turn danger into safety. Otherwise, you would have ended up as fish food at the bottom of the river."

The man wearing a bamboo hat nodded with a smile, looking at the surprised Xiaoxian and said, "It's enough for you to know my name, but it might cause trouble if you say it out loud."

Xiao Xian saw him showing off his power, and was interested in getting to know him. He listened to him talking about his own situation and was very happy. He thought to himself, if he said that he was accompanied by a ghost who made him cry every day, wouldn't that be half the credit for treating him? He smiled and greeted Qing Er, Rong Jiejie, and the man wearing a straw raincoat to take a seat. He cleared his throat and said in the language of the rivers and lakes, "I am Yang Jingxian, but I don't know how to address each of you, my friends." He originally wanted to add a nickname before his name, but it seemed that Yingpanshan and Qingshuizhen were not as famous as Xianglongshan and Fuhuzhen, so he had to give up. He cleared his throat and said in the language of the rivers and lakes, "I am Yang Jingxian, but I don't know how to address each of you, my friends." He originally wanted to add a nickname before his name, but it seemed that Yingpanshan and Qingshuizhen were not as famous as Xianglongshan and Fuhuzhen, so he had to give up.

The man in the green shirt bowed and said, "I only need to leave a few words of courtesy: 'I am...'."

Little Xian clapped his hands and said, "I understand. The boatman must not have expected that Uncle is from the Qintian Fort. He originally intended to stop, but by then the boat had already been pierced. Even if he had managed to plug the hole in time, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape the consequences. He was afraid, so he abandoned the boat and fled by jumping into the river. It's also because of this that the boat leaked only a little, allowing us to escape this disaster."