"Fuck--" Looking at the non-stop flow of people and cars coming and going, Zhu Biao cursed angrily. He actually lost track of him, and in less than a quarter of an hour--
There is a specialization in the art industry, so it is really unacceptable to be dissatisfied.
He dropped the half-eaten apple in his hand, turned around and strode towards the south gate.
Ignoring Zhu Biao, he walked out of Beijing smoothly, arrived at the agreed place, picked up the Longquan Sword and his mount, and headed south. To put it simply, after the two spies reported the news, they were severely scolded by their superiors.
"How can I raise all this trash? You can't even follow me anymore, so what do I need you for?"
"Pigs are smarter than you, idiots—"
"When pigs are raised, they can be killed and eaten for meat. I have raised you so comfortably that they are of no use to you..."
There was blood all over the place, but the two of them endured the training without saying a word. Only after their eardrums were deafened in the end, and they looked at each other, could they see the happiness in each other's eyes.
"Fortunately, fortunately, we didn't tell the superiors that we were being followed, otherwise we wouldn't have had any good luck."
——————————I am the dividing line——————————
How far is it from Youzhou to Xingzhou?
Bozhou, Dezhou, and Dizhou have to pass through three states, and the straight-line distance is close to six thousand miles. If Zhu Biao didn't have a shoulder injury, he would have bought and exchanged horses along the way, and whipped them all the way. It wouldn't take half a month, twelve or three days.
Rush to Yunmeng Daze.
But now he has a shoulder injury. It took him six days and six nights to travel two thousand miles. Now he can only cover three to four hundred miles after deducting one day of rest. By the time Zhu Biao arrived in Xingzhou, seventeen days had passed.
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Yunmeng Daze is not within Xingzhou. There are as many as seven neighboring states. Xingzhou is only one of them, located in the northeast, so Zhu Biao rushed to Xingzhou from north to south and saw it.
Yunmeng Daze, because the state boundary dividing line is only less than 200 miles away from Yunmeng Daze.
Zhu Biao is not Song Yannan, and he does not have the capital to be so arrogant and unconcealed. And since he is a spy, he cannot attract attention.
As a spy, Zhu Biao first needs to integrate into Xingzhou. Only by integrating himself into Xingzhou can he discover those invisible clues and follow these clues along the way.
However, Zhu Biao judged everything correctly, but the only mistake he made was that he forgot where Yunmeng Daze was. This was not the Northern Han Dynasty, but simply a chaotic machine that constantly produced right and wrong. The closer it got to the twelfth lunar month
As the anniversary approaches, the situation becomes increasingly chaotic.
For thousands of years, countless disputes and riots have destroyed gangs and sects one after another around Yunmeng Daze. The martial arts people from all over the world poured in every time during the Yunmeng Conference, which made the officials and soldiers of the seven states fight for it.
Of timidity.
Every encounter in the Yunmeng Conference is a bloody disaster. You kill each other, and countless enemies are turned against the treasure. At the same time, the surrounding sects and gangs are involved one by one...
Even the strength of Daode Palace and Daleiyin Temple could not stop such consumption. The long river of time has obliterated one after another once famous sects and masters. Even today, Yunmeng Daze is three hundred miles away.
There is no gang or sect in the country. At the same time, this situation also makes the Jianghu people who enter it even more unscrupulous.
If they disagree and get into a fight, all six doors will become spectators.
"Guests have arrived—" Maybe it was because Zhu Biao was carrying a sword and riding a horse. Although he looked ordinary, the waiter at the door still yelled.
"Cars, boats, shops, feet, and teeth are hateful and can be killed." Although this sentence is a joking expression of people who often travel in rivers and lakes in ancient times, there is indeed an unchanging truth in it.
For example, the waiter who was waiting for customers outside the store just now shouted loudly. He divided the guests into different classes. It was all based on their dress and appearance. Ordinary people would not pay much attention to it. Please enter the store by yourself, and then go to the store.
People who are waiting like Zhu Biao, who are dressed as Jianghu people, shout "The guest has arrived!" and then "The distinguished guest has arrived!" or even "The distinguished guest has arrived!"
No, not long after Zhu Biao sat down. Only half of the four dishes were served. The people in the store looked around vaguely, and the waiter at the door shouted loudly: "The distinguished guest has arrived!"
Zhu Biao raised his eyes and saw a young man walking in from the door. He was very handsome, with red lips and white teeth, phoenix eyebrows and tiger eyes. Against that white jade-like face, he looked very handsome, handsome and out of the ordinary. He was dressed in white brocade clothes.
It perfectly matches his temperament, and his elegance implies heroic spirit.
He was also holding a folding fan in his hand. If the waiter at the door of your noble master could see it, how could the waiters in the store not see it? At that moment, a person stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Sir, please come inside."
The young man chose a seat by the window and sat down, facing Zhu Biao from his side.
This is also a charlatan! Although he is dressed like a young man, he cannot wash away the martial arts smell on his body.
By now Zhu Biao had to lament the prosperity of martial arts in the Central Plains. Along the way, he met too many Jianghu people, and the density was far greater than that of the Northern Han Dynasty. Not to mention anything else, just in this hotel, there were more than 20 people at the table.
Nearly half of them are Jianghu children, half of whom use swords, followed by two sword wielders, both with single-edged waist knives, two empty-handed ones, and one who wields heavy things - a thick and strong man, sitting at the wine table.
A pair of steel whips stood erect.
And as if it was an appointment between the handsome man and the beautiful woman, not long after, two more girls came to the store. One was wearing a colorful dress, the other was wearing a purple dress, and they were surrounded by two attentive young people.
The waiter at the door shouted: "The distinguished guest has arrived——"
As soon as the two girls appeared, the customers in the store suddenly felt their eyes light up, and countless eyes were fixed on the two girls.
I saw the two young girls with slim figures, lightly swept eyebrows, no makeup, straight nose bridges, a pair of pretty and delicate mouths, and a pair of big, flexible eyes that moved around and looked straight.
It is full of charm, elegant and pretty.
All the diners were instantly captivated by the appearance of the two girls.
Zhu Biao was not among them, and he found that besides himself, the young man next to the window was still looking out the window without turning his head.
At this time, the girl in purple clothes said to her companion: "Little sister, let's just find a place to sit! This restaurant's business looks pretty good!"
As he spoke, a pair of clear and bright big eyes glanced around him again and again. His gaze was as cold as ice, as if he was bracing for the cold air.
The diners here who had been paying attention were as if struck by electricity when they came into contact with that cold, electric gaze, and they couldn't help but avoid it in horror, not daring to look directly at him.
Zhu Biao thought to himself: "Awesome!" His sharp eyes meant that he had achieved internal success!
The two girls chose a seat and sat in separate seats from the two young men next to them. The seat happened to be not far from Zhu Biao's seat, opposite the young man by the window!
Zhu Biao didn't want to cause any trouble, so he lowered his head to eat the food. He intuitively felt that someone was watching him, and he went back and forth several times before passing by. But he didn't feel like this in his heart. People in Jianghu eat, don't they?
If you have eyes for all directions and ears for all directions, how could you not pay attention to the people nearby?
Zhu Biao's place was calm, but the young man at the window frowned and didn't come. When his eyes fell on him, he didn't know whether he was deliberately looking for trouble or was really disgusted. He rolled his eyes and glared at the girl's table.
He glanced at him, snorted coldly in his nostrils, and turned his head to look at the passers-by outside the window.
This moment only made the two girls' almond-shaped eyes widen in anger, and their eyebrows stood up. Considering their current status in the Xingzhou martial arts world, as well as their family backgrounds and sect backers, who would dare to show such contempt in front of them? Most martial arts figures would not see this.
After the two of them, why are you afraid that it will be too late to flatter and flatter them?
The younger girl in colorful clothes couldn't help but sneered: "Sister, sister, I can't imagine that there are many famous heroes and heroes in Lishui City who dare not take us sisters seriously?
"
Even though she was angry, her words were still as delicate and crisp as a bell, which was extremely pleasant to the ears.
The purple-clothed girl curled up her lips and spoke in a choked tone: "They must be some fledgling, blind, third-rate thieves."
The two girls partnered up and made some sarcastic remarks about Sang and Huai, but the young man by the window still turned a deaf ear, as if the two girls were not around at all. Not only were the two girls even angrier now, their faces were as cold as frost,
Even the two men next to him had serious expressions. One of them stood up and was about to speak when a wolf howl suddenly sounded from the door of the store.
The waiter at the door rolled into a meat bomb and was thrown in from the door. There was a loud bang of tables and chairs, breaking the atmosphere between the two tables. A rough voice continued to shout: "The shopkeeper of Guizizi"
!Second Master has told you that he wants to book the whole store, but you still dare to open it to accept customers? Don’t you want to live anymore? "
After a burst of yelling and cursing, Zhang Rui could only be heard wailing: "Second Master! It's not that I don't listen to your wishes. It's just that you've been pushing for three days. The small profit of this small shop is really small."
I can’t afford to delay.”
"What? Clear the place? Hey, the second master is already eating, so I can't invite the guests out of the shop."
The vulgar voice yelled again: "What! You don't dare? Okay! I'll help you invite the second master!"
"Second Master, Second Master..." The shopkeeper jumped up and down anxiously.
But he ignored the vulgar voice, strode into the hotel with a puffy belly, and yelled into the store: "Get out! Get out of here! Today our Qiankun Gang has taken over this place. If you don't leave, I'll throw you all out! Hurry up!"
"
Some ordinary diners were so frightened that they ran and screamed, and there was a lot of noise.
Even the Jianghu people retreated one after another, "Maybe the Qiankun Gang still has some weight." This big man's martial arts is only at the top level. Zhu Biao doesn't take it seriously because he doesn't know who else is behind him.
However, when the sky fell, there were tall people who held it up, and there were only six tables of customers left in the store.
The first table is naturally the two arrogant women and two men, the second table is the young master by the window, the third table is Zhu Biao's turn, the fourth table is the two swordsmen, and the fifth table is the one who wields the double whip and
His two knife-wielding companions, and an empty-handed sixty-year-old man at table six.
"Eh? You guys haven't left yet..." (To be continued Piaotian. This work is recommended by registered members of Literature
