Li Muchan shook his head and laughed, and gradually understood what they were thinking. These people seemed to be brave, but in fact they were timid. It was not that they were not afraid of death, it was just the way they behaved, and they were not truly strong-blooded.
Once you really get angry, you won't be able to control yourself, and you will have to kill someone. Even if the government officials show up, they can't stop you. No one will recognize you if your eyes are red.
Or there is another possibility that these government officials are very intimidating, just like Dayan's army, their majesty is deeply rooted in people's hearts, and even if their blood is boiling, they cannot suppress the fear of the government officials.
However, it seems that the cultivation of these yamen servants is not very deep. Sometimes they cannot defeat the people in the fight. If they really resist, the yamen servants will never be able to stand it, but they just resist and have no intention of resisting at all.
This is by no means a fear of the yamen, but a fear of the yamen. From this point of view, the country of Xi Zhao is stable and cannot be shaken.
Li Muchan shook his head and vaguely understood the character of the Xi Zhao people. They were tough on the outside but timid on the inside. Such people were the most bullying and afraid of the strong. If you want to deal with them, there is only one way to fight them. You have to beat them hard to scare them away. Naturally
Just be honest.
If a gentle approach is used, they will get on the nose and face, and will never be affected. Instead, they will bully them.
Li Muchan thought of this and thought of the soldiers on the border of Western Zhao. He felt that Dayan's national policy had failed and they should not just defend but not attack. If Western Zhao was allowed to run wild, they would only feel that Dayan could be bullied and would attack non-stop.
If they want to make Xi Zhao honest, they have no other choice but to attack hard, like Khan, so they won't dare to provoke him.
He thought about so many things in a flash, but he kept walking towards the restaurant in the center of the city, hoping to get some news in the restaurant.
This is Tianjing City, the capital of Western Zhao. It is bustling and lively, not inferior to the capitals of Dayan and Dongchu. There are people coming and going, and the traffic is noisy and complicated.
Li Muchan was walking among the crowd. He was dressed in a green shirt and his appearance was that of Nangong Sidao, but his simple and unpretentious body made him very inconspicuous as he walked among the crowd.
He came to a three-story restaurant and stopped. He looked up and saw the three characters "Guoyunlou" hanging in the center of the restaurant, written from top to bottom, with golden light shining.
Li Muchan raised his brows and took a closer look. The golden light on the big characters was made of real gold powder. It was so luxurious and luxurious that it could scare away most people.
In such a luxurious place, there is nothing to welcome guests. The door is just open, allowing people to come and go at will. From time to time, laughter can be heard inside.
Li Muchan glanced at the sky and saw what was going on inside. The building was extremely spacious, but the tables were placed so densely that only one person could walk.
There were people sitting around the table, and they could hear each other's words, and they could even touch each other by waving their arms, which Li Muchan was not used to.
It can be seen that these people in Xi Zhao have strong hearts and minds, which are completely different from those who fight casually outside. They are really contradictory characters. Li Muchan shook his head.
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The first floor is a spacious hall, the second floor is a separate table separated by a screen, and the third floor is a luxurious and comfortable large room. The huge restaurant has only twelve rooms, four on the east, west, and south.
Li Muchan looked at these large rooms with his eyes of the void and saw that the decorations in these large rooms were luxurious, even the palace was no more than that. The thick snow-white carpets seemed to be covered with snow, the sandalwood of the furniture was thick and solid, and the beast in the center of the room was like this.
The stove was emitting curls of light smoke, which lingered in the room and lingered for a long time. It was obviously fine sandalwood.
The large room is surrounded by a small room, with the living room outside, the study room in the middle, and the bedroom inside. It can be used as a home.
He saw that in a room in the east corner, there were more than a dozen women wearing veils and playing various musical instruments. There was a vertical curtain in front of it. On the other side of the vertical curtain were several women wearing light gauze silk clothes, playing gracefully.
During the dance, several big men sat on the couch and watched, their spirits turned upside down.
Li Muchan smiled, this was really a supreme enjoyment.
He didn't stop and walked directly into the hall, then found a place to sit down and waved. A shopkeeper came over with a smile, bent over to say hello, and then asked what dishes to order.
Li Muchan waved his hand: "Bring up four signature dishes, and two jars of the best wine!" The old man was short and thin, with a smile on his face. He hurriedly agreed, took off the towel on his shoulder and wiped the table.
Very white.
After Li Muchan sat down, he first brought two cold dishes, a plate of beef and a plate of braised beans, both of which were excellent dishes to go with wine. Two jars of wine followed.
Li Muchan opened the wine jar and filled a large bowl first. He drank while listening to the discussions of the people around him, calmly and calmly.
People around you talk a lot, and you need to speak louder. There are all kinds of news, including who has made a fortune and moved to the inner city, who has suffered misfortunes, and his wife, children, and children are all miserable, and there are
Where has a major murder occurred? Who is the criminal thief? The government is looking for it.
Li Muchan listened for a long time, but there was no really useful news, but he did not rush to leave. He drank wine and ate vegetables leisurely. By listening to these messy news, he could truly understand the customs and customs of Xi Zhao.
Barnyard benefit.
After a while, when he was almost full, the words "Nangong Si Dao" suddenly came to his ears. He couldn't help but startled and listened attentively. The other sounds around him suddenly disappeared, and only this voice came clearly.
"Some people say that Nangong Sidao suffered a big fall this time. He seemed to have been seriously injured and died. Is it true?" Li Muchan raised his head and looked up. The person who spoke was a rough man, about four years old.
10. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his eyes are bright and shining. You can tell at a glance that his cultivation level is not low.
"Who knows? You can tell me everything. I think it's probably nonsense. It's not like you don't know, Nan Yan thought, can he die? He would have died a hundred times if he died so easily!" The man opposite him said.
The young man shook his head. His body was as thin as a bamboo pole, but his voice was as loud as a bell.
"In the past, there were people who falsely claimed that Nangong Sidao was dead, but it was always proven to be a joke afterwards. But this time, with a nose and eyes, it might be true!" the rough man said with a smile.
There were four people in total sitting on them, and the other two were sharp-eyed, sharp-edged, rough people, and it was obvious at a glance that they were not good people.
The other two people laughed and said: "Old Mo, there was no time when the lies I told you didn't have noses and eyes, and you believed the results. Nangong Sidao is alive and well!" "This time is different, I think it is true.
,,The middle-aged man named Mo shook his head with a serious expression.
The sturdy man on his left laughed: "Haha, you have said this a dozen times! My ears are calloused, and you say something different every time! The result is still the same?!" A middle-aged man named Mo
The man frowned and said, "Old Zhuzi, how about you just believe me for a while?" "Okay, okay, I want to believe you too. I wish that guy Nangong Sidao would die early and be born early!" The solid man laughed and said:
"However, good people do not live long, and disasters last for ten thousand years. However, Nangong Sidao is still alive and well. Tell me, who in our West Zhao Wulin does not want Nangong Sidao to die?!" "Except for Dayan, all the martial arts figures from other countries do not want Nangong Sidao to die?!"
I wish he died!" Another middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "Being like Nangong Sidao is a proud man!" "Forget it, what's the use of talking here, why not go and assassinate him?
Nangong Si Dao?" The bamboo-like middle-aged man chuckled.
His voice was as loud as a bell, and his words were extremely shocking. As soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell silent, and everyone closed their mouths and stared at him.
Someone recognized this bamboo-like middle-aged man, a frank, fat old man who spoke loudly: "...1【,
Yang, what nonsense are you talking about!"
The middle-aged man who looked like a bamboo pole smiled and said: "Mr. Wu, we are talking about Nangong Sidao."
"Why did you mention him?" The fat old man's smiling face suddenly fell.
The bamboo-like middle-aged man smiled and said: "Mr. Wu, have you heard that Nangong Sidao was seriously injured this time and died?"...Humph, you believe this nonsense?!" The fat old man moaned.
Face hummed.
The middle-aged man like a bamboo pole said: "Why did He say this?" The fat old man snorted: "You are all an old-fashioned almanac!
There is news that Nangong Sidao was injured, but now he has recovered and is out of isolation. He is a dragon and a tiger, nothing happened!
…Those people released the news just to disturb Nangong Sidao’s retreat and healing, and everyone was treated as a pawn!”
"Like this again?!" The bamboo-like middle-aged man frowned, with an angry look on his face: "Who did it?" The fat old man sneered: "It's just the sweaty wolf cubs!
They don't know what despicable method they used to hurt Nangong Sidao, but they can't fight anymore and can only use this method!" "Mr. Wu, as long as I can kill Nangong Sidao, I am willing to be a pawn, but it is a pity that we received the news too late.
Now, we can't take advantage of Nangong Sidao's retreat to kill him!" The middle-aged man, who looked like a bamboo pole, stamped his feet and shook his head. He picked up the big bowl and drank it all in one gulp. He opened the bowl again and again, with regret and anger on his face.
"Forget it, Xiao Yang, this is just a sweet dream!" The fat old man shook his head and sneered: "It's true that you had this idea, but Nangong Sidao wrote four words to stop it!"
"What four words?" asked the middle-aged man Zhugan.
The fat old man said: "He only wrote four words and hung them outside the gate, and then no one dared to come close!"
"Which four words?" asked the middle-aged man Zhugan.
"Please do not disturb!" The fat old man sneered and shook his head: "This Nangong Sidao is getting more and more terrifying. Want to kill him? How hard is it!"
The middle-aged man in Zhugan said in confusion: "Just write these four words, and everyone will listen obediently and not dare to offend?"
The fat old man said: "We martial arts practitioners are all very brave people, how could we be frightened?
...Some people don’t believe in evil, and when they get close to the gate, they immediately fall unconscious and fall to the ground, as if they were knocked unconscious by an invisible master. The evil is so evil!” The middle-aged Zhugan asked: “What’s the reason for that?” “According to those who woke up,
There is invisible power in those four words. Once you get close to Zi, there will be a huge force that cannot be resisted!" said the fat old man.
"Is it so evil?" the middle-aged man Zhugan said in disbelief.
At this time, the people around them all looked over and stopped talking, fearing to hear the two of them talking. As soon as the fat old man finished speaking, everyone started talking again, and the buzzing sound was like hundreds of bees.
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled, then raised the big bowl leisurely and took a slow sip.
"Is it really so evil? Is it true?"
"No, are they hallucinating?" "I guess there are masters hiding secretly. Once they get close, they will use hidden weapons!"
"Yes, yes, the Nangong family has many top masters. This must be the case!" People were discussing, and they all had doubts about this matter and never believed it was true. It was completely beyond their understanding. This is not martial arts.
It's witchcraft!
"Don't believe it, all of you. I think it's true and it's not their hallucination!" the fat old man said leisurely, his gloomy face clearing up.
The fat old man said: "Did you know that Nangong Sidao wrote three words on a cliff? If someone wants to challenge him, he needs to break these three words.
"I think I've heard of it. It's called Baiyun Cliff, right?" Someone answered.
"That's right!" The fat old man nodded and sneered: "I'm not very talented. I have personally gone to learn a thing or two about it. It's really mysterious and unpredictable!"
"What's going on, what's going on, please tell me, Mr. Wu!" People were itching unbearably.
The fat old man snorted and said: "This Nangong Sidao's martial arts is indeed amazing, so everyone is determined to assassinate him. His three words look nothing strange from a distance. Once he gets close, the feeling changes, like
It's a master making a move, and the fierce sword energy is coming towards you, and you can't help but take the move. This is not an illusion, it's real!
…I suffered serious internal injuries.”
He reluctantly said the last sentence, his face darkening again.
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"Damn, this Nangong Sidao is a monster, how can we still live!" Someone stamped his feet and drank loudly, lifted the wine jar to his mouth, and drank until he was full.
Everyone shook their heads, their expressions not very good-looking. Nangong Sidao was so powerful that it made people despair. They really didn’t know how to deal with it!
Li Muchan suddenly smiled slightly: "Everyone, Si Dao is just a mortal, not a monster!"
His voice was clear and gentle, reaching the ears of every guest in the hall, as clear as a whisper in their ears, and reaching the bottom of their hearts.
There was a sudden silence in the hall, and then everyone turned to look over and saw Li Muchan, who was wearing a green shirt. He was holding a big bowl with a leisurely expression, as if he was sitting in his own back garden. He raised the bowl and toasted everyone.
Then drink it all in one gulp.
"Nangong Sidao!" The fat old man stood up in surprise, his face stiff, and he stared at Li Muchan: "You... how could you...?"
Li Muchan chuckled and said: "I've heard for a long time that Western Zhao is powerful and Sidao came here to play. I didn't expect you all to have such a misunderstanding. I really can't help but explain."
"What are you doing when you come to our Da Zhao?!" the fat old man asked coldly.
The buzzing discussion started again, and people stared at Nangong Sidao in amazement. There were surprise, surprise, hatred, and admiration in their eyes. Li Muchan could clearly feel the difference in each gaze.
Although Nangong Sidao is a stone above their heads in Wulin, West Zhao, most people have only heard of his name and have never seen him.
In the martial arts world, the strong are respected, and people generally worship the strong. Although Nangong Sidao is considered an opponent in the Western Zhao martial arts world, his powerful nature cannot be concealed.
For such a figure, people do not lack admiration in their hearts, but some people show it, and some people turn it into hatred, wanting to surpass him and become the source of their strength.
Li Muchan glanced at everyone with a smile, and everyone could clearly feel his eyes falling on them, and then his eyes met theirs.
They felt very strange, feeling that with their eyes facing each other, nothing about them could escape Nangong Sidao's eyes, even everything in their hearts could be seen clearly by him.
This feeling is really not wonderful, and I wish I could block myself from him.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I heard that Master Zhao of your country has profound cultivation, so I came here specially to visit, learn from each other, and make friends through martial arts."
"You want to challenge Master Zhao?!" the fat old man cried out.
Li Muchan smiled and nodded, and the fat old man sneered: "Master Zhao has magical powers that reach the heavens and the earth, but he has always been too lazy to pay attention to the affairs in the martial arts world. You dare to come here. You are really brave!"
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Zhao Zhiyuan is the master of the Western Zhao Kingdom. He has a transcendent and lofty status in the country. He is a living god in the eyes of the world and cannot be confused with martial arts figures.
Very few people challenge Zhao Zhiyuan, because Zhao Zhiyuan is a person with great supernatural powers, and his martial arts skills are simply unmatched, so there is no need to ask for trouble.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I have heard about Master Zhao's name for a long time, but being famous is not as good as meeting him. You have to meet him."
"Humph, that's good, we can't stop you from seeking your own death!" The fat old man sneered again and again.
Li Muchan turned around and glanced at everyone: "Is there anyone who can report news to Master Zhao?"
"Zhao Guoshi has always lived in seclusion, either in the Chongzhen Temple outside the city, or in the palace. How can he be seen by ordinary people whenever he wants?" the fat old man said disdainfully.
Li Muchan raised his brows. No matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't stand the old man's cold expression. It seemed that he was easily bullied.
If it were somewhere else, Li Muchan wouldn't bother to pay attention to it, but he knew the temperament of the people of Xi Zhao along the way and knew that they should not be tolerated.
When he raised his brows, the air in the hall suddenly became heavy. People felt like a mountain was pressing down on them, and their bodies were so heavy that they wanted to sink into the ground.
Others had difficulty breathing, and could barely breathe despite their efforts. They stared at Li Muchan in surprise.
After five or six breaths, Li Muchan smiled slightly, and everyone felt relieved, as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and breathing became smoother. The sound of deep inhalation came and went.
"Is this Senior Wu? Can you introduce me to him?" Li Muchan asked with a smile.
Others only felt palpitations. After Li Muchan relaxed, they returned to their original state. They were not injured. They only felt their hearts pounding and secretly sighed that they were well-deserved.
The fat old man was different from others. He was sweating profusely, his face was as pale as paper, his body was trembling slightly, and he might collapse at any time.@.