Chapter 331 Young friendship is as deep as the sea, and the sword in the sleeve is regained under the moon
"A copper?"
Gu Yusheng was shocked. Of course he understood that this copper was not as simple as a penny, but the special peace coins he carried on his body.
Gu Yusheng pondered with a look on his face, and unconsciously unfolded the ink fan in his hand. This ink fan had lost its spirituality. The ink painting on it was still there, vividly appearing on the paper. In his mind, Su Shouzhuo's hidden sadness emerged.
The pear blossoms, peach blossoms and apricot blossoms on the ink fan made Gu Yusheng lose his mind again.
Flowers in the painting.
It seems to reflect the green years when he was running around Qingpingzhou.
This ink fan.
Not his.
But it's worth repairing.
Gu Yusheng stepped up to the second floor.
The furnishings on the second floor are simple.
There is even a sense of familiarity.
A figure with its back facing the window turned around after hearing Gu Yusheng's voice.
When Gu Yusheng saw that face, he was stunned for a moment.
"Shopkeeper Jin?"
"What? Are you surprised?"
The slightly fat man under the gentle candlelight is none other than Jin Ruyi, the shopkeeper of Wangxianju. At this time, his face does not have the fake smile of squinting eyes, but a faint smile with the black pupils of his eyes clearly visible.
Despite this, Gu Yusheng still kept a certain distance from this mysterious shopkeeper. With his hands folded in his sleeves, he carefully took out a copper coin, twisted it in his palm, and placed it on the jade table on the second floor.
He handed over the ink fan again.
He said neither humble nor arrogantly: "It's troublesome."
Jin Ruyi calmly held the ink fan in his hand, unfolded it and looked at it for a moment.
"Your distinguished guest, please wait a moment."
Jin Ruyi walked towards the backyard connected to the second floor. There was a formation in the backyard that shielded spiritual consciousness, which looked extremely mysterious.
Jin Ruyi didn't even look at the Ping An copper coin placed on the jade table.
A maid served tea to Gu Yusheng.
Gu Yusheng sat on the side of the jade table, holding tea and drinking it. He did not understand the tea ceremony and could not taste the taste of the tea. Although he had made tea many times with the tea seller, Gu Yusheng did not want the maid to add more tea.
Because he doesn't want to wait here too long.
Just time for a cup of tea.
There were slight footsteps in the backyard.
Jin Ruyi came from the backyard, holding the fan bunch with his left hand, pressing the two sides of the ink fan with his right hand, and handed it to Gu Yusheng.
"This fan has been repaired. Mr. Fifteen has been waiting for a long time."
Gu Yusheng put down the tea cup and stood up, took the ink fan in his hand and held it slightly.
"Thank you, shopkeeper. Sorry for bothering you."
Gu Yusheng didn't want to stay for a moment.
He went straight downstairs, and after a while, the sound of footsteps faded away.
Jin Ruyi stood at the jade table on the second floor for a while, then slowly sat down opposite where Gu Yusheng was sitting just now. He twisted the copper on the jade table with two fingers in his hand, and looked at the candlelight carefully.
Behind the square hole of the copper coin facing the round sky, Jin Ruyi's eyes were a little lost.
"Boss, this is the first time I've seen you make a loss-making business."
A plump woman walked out of the backyard. She was dressed very wildly. She used a pen as a hairpin to tie her hair. There were many jade stones connected to her shorts. Her whole body exuded jewels. However, there was a hammer hanging on her belt. When she walked, she followed her hips.
Swinging from side to side, she held in her hand the unused materials that had just been used to repair the ink fan. With her back to Jin Ruyi, she placed the materials on the hidden shelf on the second floor.
The boss behind him didn't speak, he just stared blankly with the copper coin in his hand.
The plump woman looked back and smiled, both evil and evil: "My master is looking for the ghost king, the miracle doctor who can snatch people's lives from the hands of the King of Hell? Using this copper coin, the slave family should be able to find him."
"One code equals one code."
Jin Ruyi put down the copper coins in her hand, and her gaze suddenly became deep and sharp as she met the plump woman.
"Jin Niang, don't think that by working with me, you can guess my thoughts at will. With my methods, how difficult is it to find someone in this small cage? Lingbao Pavilion does not do loss-making business, and Wangxianju does not do business at a loss.
Instead of doing a loss-making business, a group of young aspiring people work hard to slay demons and give them ten dishes. They deserve it."
"Besides, friendship in this world is as precious as a mountain, so just think of it as a kind of fulfillment. With these young people in Lucheng, wouldn't it be nice to have more excitement?"
The woman giggled, stroked her hair on her temples with her hands, and said, "My boss is lying. Back then, you lost a bet to Gu Bai, and now you have earned a copper from his son. Although you got a win, you also took advantage of that young man."
of kindness.”
Jin Ruyi's smile suddenly faded, and he appeared behind Lady Jin in an instant, his voice was extremely cold:
"Ms. Jin, do you know that you are doing something dangerous? Don't think that there is a spiritual pavilion behind you. I can't do anything to you. I have told you a long time ago that testing is useless. If you have these skills, it is better to think carefully.
Think about it, what is the reason why the three holy places came to Lucheng and the monster army entered Xianhuzhou?"
Lady Jin's expression was a little stiff, but she immediately looked back and smiled.
"My boss, I'm wrong. There have been some changes in the depths of Lushan these days. The secrets left by the Sword Dynasty cannot be hidden from the three holy places, nor from the demon clan. Only by working together sincerely can we earn more."
Benefit."
"As long as you understand."
Shopkeeper Jin took a step back, fluffed his sleeves and walked towards the stairs.
Walked a few steps and stopped.
"By the way, a well-hidden master has arrived in Lucheng. I don't know what his purpose is. You should pay attention to this matter."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Jin's smile faded, she rested her chin on her hands and moved her nose slightly.
"This Lucheng is really lively."
…
Dark streets.
There are few people and it is deserted.
Su Shouzhuo was walking on the street in a daze. Just now, he finally defeated his heart and went to Wangxianju to look for the ink fan. But when he arrived at Yage, he could not find his fan.
Lost the ink fan.
He seems to have lost his original intention.
The whole person felt depressed and confused.
Walking on the ancient bridge numbly.
He stopped and stared at the quiet river. One day's scorching sun could not melt the cold water that had accumulated for months. The cold and frosty river was winding, just like the path he had taken when he went on a wrong trip.
suddenly.
A hand holding a fan waved in front of him.
The moment I saw the ink fan.
Su Shouzhuo's heart beat violently, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it without letting go.
Open the fan with a snap.
Ink fan in the moonlight.
The mountains and rivers complement each other, and the fragrance of flowers suddenly comes in spring, with pear blossoms, peach blossoms and apricot blossoms hitting your nose.
Su Shouzhuo glanced sideways. Next to him was Gu Yusheng, who was leaning on the bridge and looking at the river. His hair was blown by the night wind, and the sword box behind him was in one piece.
now.
The swordsman Su Shouzhuo wanted to be when he was young suddenly appeared in front of him.
Such a young and graceful person, high-spirited, smiling like a river, full of mountains and rivers.
This is how he wants to live.
He once thought that he would lose it all after entering the Holy Monastery.
But when he unfolded his ink fan.
Su Shouzhuo finally understood.
This world.
It's always in his hands.
The difference is.
Now this world.
There is temperature.
There is a bond.
The confusion in my heart dissipated.
Su Shouzhuo looked at the river under the bridge again. Under the thick ice, the river was still rushing as before, and eventually merged into the sea.
"Brother Su, the night is cool and the wind is cold."
"Go back early."
Gu Yusheng stood up with his sword, leaving a shadow of the sword in the moonlight.
Su Shouzhuo straightened his body and stared in the direction where Gu Yusheng left.
"Thank you."
He held his hands in front of him, his voice low and hoarse.
The night wind is really cool.
But Su Shouzhuo still wanted to blow some wind.
He stood in the middle of the bridge.
Facing the undercurrent of the river.
He watched Gu Yusheng leave.
Also waiting for some people.
When the moon enters the clouds.
Two groups of people came from both ends of the bridge, both disciples of Penglai Holy Land.
Three on the left and three on the right.
They covered the entire ancient bridge with clouds and mist, and the moonlight could not penetrate the mist.
Standing on the ancient bridge, Su Shouzhuo felt like he was riding a small boat floating on the Penglai Sea.
On the frozen river, a man came holding a sword and stopped in front of Su Shouzhuo.
"You seem to know that we will come to you. Now that you know, things will be much easier to handle. As long as you are willing to cooperate with Senior Brother Fang, I guarantee that no one in the world will know about Su Wu's patricide in Tingzhou. You still
It’s Su Shouzhuo from the Holy Academy.”
Su Shouzhuo smiled faintly. He twisted the unfolded fan together with his fingers and placed it gently on his waist. The fingers stretched out along the sleeves moved slightly, and an ordinary sword slipped from the sleeve and fell on his hand.
.
Su Shouzhuo raised the sword little by little in front of him, holding the sword in one hand and the scabbard in the other, with a mocking look on his lips: "You know, the people in Tingzhou said that I killed my father with this sword."
The mute sound of drawing a sword disturbed the clouds and mist.
The sword is stained with rust.
Su Shouzhuo slowly stroked his index finger and middle finger along the blade of the sword, little by little. The rusty sword trembled slightly and whistled.
It seems to be talking and whispering to its owner.
Su Shouzhuo's fingers crossed the tip of the sword.
Buzz!
Inside the ancient bridge shrouded in clouds and mist.
The sword sounds loudly.
A ray of sword light penetrated the clouds and mist, and then disappeared in the darkness.
Six dull sounds rose and fell from side to side.
Wait until the clouds and fog clear.
Su Shouzhuo's sword hung through the man's throat on the river. Blood seeped along the sword's body. The rust on the rusty sword faded away and became brighter little by little.
Su Shouzhuo's eyes were cold and ruthless.
"It's been three years, so long that I almost forgot that I was a swordsman."
Ho.
There was a low growl and unwillingness from the man's throat as blood poured into his throat.
Suddenly fell down.
Su Shouzhuo returned his sword to its sheath, turned around and left.
"Betrayal or something."
"You misjudged me, Su Shouzhuo, from the beginning."