Zhu Cihong didn't drink a sip of the tea on the table, because it was too hard for him to swallow, just for show, but Wang Lang and Wang Zhengnan could drink it. One of them was in the army and the other was in the world.
"This is my...tea..." Zhu Cixiang looked at the mustache, raised his head and drank the tea in one breath, and then wiped his mouth: "I'm so thirsty." He said, cupping his hands to Zhu Cixiang: "Thank you very much.
This young master’s tea”.
"I just ran away with the goods, what kind of young master am I..." Zhu Cixiang asked curiously, secretly winking at the second king who wanted to chase people away.
The mustache glanced at him: "Although you are dressed in coarse cloth, you have a rich and noble temperament. You must be the young owner of a certain company." He leaned over and asked in a low voice: "This is your first time going out."
Zhu Cixiang nodded: "You have very sharp eyesight."
: "My little white dragon, who has been wandering around the world for decades, is not a person with a false reputation. I can tell everything at a glance..."
"Decades? I see you are not even twenty years old. Have you entered the world when you were wearing crotchless pants? I wonder what you call me?" Wang Lang chuckled, and held his hand with his mustache: "This man loves to argue, I'm sorry.
You have a small face... Xiao Li Feidao Li Xunhuan, how do you call me brother? I see that you are restrained and you must be a practitioner..."
That's right, this guy is Li Xingtian. He originally wanted to tell his real name, but thinking that he had a lot of criminal background in Yuanbaoshan after revealing his identity yesterday, he didn't dare to be too public at this time. He suddenly thought of Li Xunhuan that Chang Yu said that night.
Li is a homophonic name for Li, and since I am good at throwing knives, I immediately gave myself this title. I thought to myself, "Hey, this is a pretty good name, much nicer than the Jade-faced Little White Dragon."
When Xiao Li was flying knives and Li Xunhuan, Wang Lang raised his eyebrows and asked, "So you are good at flying knives?"
"It's not worth mentioning a small skill." Li Xingtian was rarely humble, so Wang Lang laughed: "It's really a small skill, and it's hard to reach the level of elegance..." Before he finished speaking, Li Xingtian's brows furrowed, and the corner of his mouth curled up with disdain.
: "Although his skills are small enough to defend himself and kill people, it doesn't matter whether he is in a lobby or not."
"I heard you say that, but you have killed someone before? Hey, you are so bold, man. You dare to wander around even if you risk someone's life. Aren't you afraid of arresting you and bringing you to the government?" Wang Zhengnan joked, but Li Xingtian was a little anxious; "Walking around in the world?"
There is no one who doesn’t kill people..."
"Those who kill people in gangsters will also have to pay with their lives. The government will also want them, and they will also be beheaded." Wang Lang sneered.
"I'm killing Tatars. You don't have to pay with your life or be beheaded to kill a Tatar, right?" Li Xingtian snorted.
Wang Zhengnan rolled his eyes: "You are the only one who will kill the Tatars?"
"I, what's wrong with me?" Li Xingtian was stimulated: "Last night, I helped some border troops kill a Tatar..." He suddenly realized that he had lost his words and quickly closed his mouth. Fortunately, the people next to him were shouting loudly.
No one paid attention to their corner during the chat, but Zhu Cixiang and the other three heard what they heard so clearly that they couldn't help but frown and asked in unison: "Last night, you?"
"Look at you three, you don't look like Xizuo." Li Xingtian looked around and snorted: "Later than this time yesterday, the snow was falling heavily. There were a few people over there at Yuanbao Mountain.
The border troops who climbed the wall were set up by more than twenty Tatars? They were trapped in a tight siege and fought hard for half a cup of tea and couldn't break out? They were about to be killed by the Tatars. Just when this young hero arrived, he slashed one by one with a swish.
In the blink of an eye, we killed six or seven, um, seven? We rescued them..."
Uh... Looking at this man's words and deeds, he looks like a gangster? Would Wang Lang and the others believe him? But when they heard him talking about the border soldiers who climbed the wall, they immediately thought of Chang Yu and the others yesterday? Sounds like they have noses and eyes?
Could it be... is it true?
Wang Lang and Wang Zhengnan were still half-convinced, but Zhu Cihong believed it. He grabbed Li Xingtian's arm and said, "Seriously, please tell me in detail."
"Ahem, cough, you can say that," Li Xingtian grunted, "It's a bit cold today, I just need some wine to warm up, yo? It's already dark? It should be"
It’s time for dinner..."
Sure? Even though he was stupid, Zhu Cihong knew what he wanted. He called the waiter, ordered a bottle of wine and ordered a few dishes. Li Xingtian also ordered two kilograms of mutton. He could see that the aristocratic young man in front of him was not short of money.
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The food and drinks were all in place, but Li Xingtian didn't want to whet the appetites of the three of them. He whispered about what happened last night, and of course added more fuel and jealousy to try to put more emphasis on his face. However, Zhu Cixiang and the other three were dumbfounded because they had secretly confirmed it.
The border troops he mentioned were Chang Yu and his party...
"Does that mean those border troops plus you and a blind man killed more than 20 Tatars?" Zhu Cixiang suppressed his excitement and whispered in a low voice.
"Yeah, seven of them were killed by my sword." Strictly speaking, Zhu Cixiang asked again: "Then, I heard that more than a hundred people died yesterday, and you went there again?"
"Later, those border troops escaped. I wanted to leave, but I met another group of people fighting in the middle of the night. I couldn't help but went to help again. I only escaped after killing eleven people and was exhausted. Oh, I killed them all at once.
There are so many Tatars, and the Tatars will never let me go. I have no choice but to flee to the end of the world... pitiful, pitiful!"
"You are a great hero for killing the Tatars. How can you be pitiful?" Zhu Cixiang looked admiring, and Li Xingtian sighed: "Heroes also need to eat. A penny can't help a heroic man..."
"How much do you need? I have some money on hand..." Zhu Cixiang was so enthusiastic. Wang Zhengnan and Wang Lang next to him were also a little dizzy. They couldn't figure out this person's background for a while. He had a nose and an eye when talking about killing Tatars.
Exaggerated but definitely not groundless, but looking at his character, he is obviously a second-rate man. Just because they and Chang Yu didn't know him very well, if other relatives heard about it, they might beat Li Xingtian. Chang Yu and Wu
In Qiao Sanxiu, how many people can seize the city and kill hundreds of thieves, but now there are only seven or eight good people who can't kill twenty Tatars?
"Well, how much does this young man have? Ahem, cough, cough, of course the more the better if you want to escape..." Li Xingtian didn't expect this young man to be so easy to deceive, and his eyes suddenly shone.
"Hey, this person looks familiar. Is he such a powerful hero?" Zhu Cixiang had already escaped from the silver bag. This was borrowed from Princess Kunxing's pocket money. Li Xingtian was about to take it with trembling hands, but someone grabbed his arm. His voice sounded familiar.
, I looked up and saw, holy crap: "Brother Ximen..."
Li Xingtian suddenly saw Chang Yu appear. He was surprised, happy and a little panicked. After all, he had realized that he had strayed too far. He thought it was a few people climbing the wall, but later he thought it was border soldiers climbing the wall, and then he discovered
I was still a military attache, and later I heard that hundreds of Tatars died outside the pass in one night, and I thought of the hundreds of people who came to Yuanbao to gather that night...
He knew that the identity of the person in front of him was not simple.
"Brother Ximen, why are you here? Do you want to eat? If you haven't eaten, I'll set a table for you!" Li Xingtian quickly stood up and put his hand on Chang Yu's shoulder. Wu Shu poked his arm away with a short stick in his hand.
"We meet each other everywhere in life. Now that we have met, it will be a waste of time." He glanced at Zhu Cixiang, pretending not to know and asked out of curiosity: "Who are these?"
"Hey, it's your first time going out. I just wanted to trick them into giving them a few taels of silver." Li Xingtian winked at Chang Yu and said in a low voice, "Come on, brother Ximen, please come upstairs. I'll treat you today..."
"Hey, this hero, please don't leave. Let's chat some more." Seeing that Chang Yu and he really knew each other, Zhu Cixiang believed in Li Xingtian even more. However, seeing that Chang Yu pretended not to know him, he had no choice but to go along with the performance...
He pulled Li Xingtian's sleeves.
"Go away." Li Xingtian shook him off: "I am going to drink with my brother Ximen. How can I have time to deal with you three idiots? Even if you give me fifty taels of silver, you can't buy me and brother Ximen."
Friendship!" After saying that, he went to hook up with Chang Yu again. Wu Shu wanted to stab him again, but Chang Yu stopped him with his eyes: "That's right, Master Li and I have a life-long friendship!"
"Yes, yes, a life-changing friendship, a life-saving friendship." Li Xingtian stopped Chang Yu and walked upstairs. He now knew that Chang Yu had an extraordinary identity and was interested in making friends, so much so that he regarded Zhu Cixiang's money as rubbish! But he regarded Chang Yu's money as dirt!
Zhu Cihong was so angry that the dignified Prince Ming turned into a fool when he came to his mouth. He was so angry that he grabbed the lid of the tea cup on the table and threw it at Li Xingtian.
Li Xingtian didn't look back, and suddenly stretched out two fingers to pinch it, and then gently slid to the ground, as if nothing had happened. Even Chang Yu didn't feel anything, but Wang Zhengnan behind him, waiting for a group of masters
I was stunned, this guy’s hearing and skills were amazing!
Although Tongfu Inn is a mid- to low-end hotel, as long as you have enough money, you can get whatever you want to eat. In the private room, Chang Yu ordered a large table of delicacies from the mountains and rivers in one go. Li Xingtian frowned and thought to himself:
There's a lot of money on the table, and I'm going to bleed heavily today.
"I'll treat you to this meal." Chang Yu knew what he was thinking by looking at his expression, and winked at Kuang Ren, who took out fifty taels of silver and placed it in front of Li Xingtian.
"This, brother Ximen, what are you doing?"
"It's the reward for killing the Tatars, and it's also a little thought for helping us out." Chang Yu chuckled, and Li Xingtian's face changed again and again, and finally he sighed: "Brother Ximen... ahem, maybe your name is...
Fake, I know you have a good background, I was presumptuous before, please forgive me if I have offended you... You are actually a high-ranking official in Jinyiwei."
Chang Yu smiled: "It doesn't matter who I am, but I respect a knight-errant like you." Chang Yu picked up the tea cup: "I don't like wine, so I'll give you a cup of tea instead of wine." He drank it all in one gulp, Li Xingtian
He quickly picked up the glass and drank it. Then Kuang Ren, the Chen brothers, Wu Shu, Li Bingxiao and others toasted him. Li Xingtian also drank several cups of noodles without changing his color and his heart skipped a beat. He said to Chang Yu: "Thank you.
Abandon it, let’s leave it to our friends..."
After eating this meal for nearly half an hour, Li Xingtian was finally fooled by Wu Shu and others. During this period, everyone only talked about Jianghu and nothing else. Even Li Xingtian repeatedly asked Chang Yu his real name, and he insisted on calling himself Ximen Chuixue.
, the only thing that made Li Xingtian very happy was that Chang Yu told him that if he needed any help, he could come to the innkeeper. He couldn't use his name here.
"Don't you like to snare people in the world? Why don't you keep him by your side? Wang Zhengnan said that although he has never seen his flying knife, he can tell from his exposed hand that his knife throwing skills are not weak..." Replied
On the road to Zhangjiakou, Zhu Cihong asked Chang Yu.
"I have had a glimpse of his knife-flying skills, and they are amazing!" Li Muxian and Song Luoyu beside Chang Yu are both good at flying knives, but he feels that Li Xingtian's flying knife skills are even better. The light of the knife flashed through him fifteen steps away.
Passed by, it was still on that kind of snowy night.
When he was a boy, he might have thought that these were only found in martial arts novels, but this era was the era when martial arts were at their most prosperous and in full bloom. All kinds of miraculous skills were born. In fact, he has also seen it in later generations.
There are several folk masters on a certain app. One is able to practice flying knives more than ten meters away with perfect accuracy, and another is practicing flying needles because he admires Dongfang Bubai too much. It is really just an ordinary sewing needle.
The bullet can penetrate into the cardboard several meters away, and every needle will hit!
It can only be said that as long as you grind an iron pestle into a needle and practice hard, you can achieve spiritual enlightenment, or as the oil seller said, you can only master it with your hands!
"Since he has the skill of using magic and flying knives, why did he reject him?" Zhu Cixiang was even more puzzled.
"Because he is a true knight-errant and is not suitable to eat in the public house!"
"People like Su Jing can eat in Gongmen, but he can't?" Zhu Cihong couldn't understand.
Chang Yu glanced at him: "What Sujing eats is not Gongmen's food, but my food. Then Li Xingtian can't eat Gongmen's food, nor can he eat my food. He has such a bad temper that neither Gongmen nor I can eat."
I can't tolerate him, and he won't commit himself to the public or me just for food. He can only be friends with me."
Zhu Cixi understood somewhat, but was also a little confused: "Su Jing eats your food? Does he like you?"
Ahem, Chang Yu almost choked: "Please, she is a nun and I am a eunuch! She is cold-tempered and has no friends, but she can treat me as a friend!"
Yes, Zhu Cihong scratched his head: "It would be really bad if the eunuch got together with the nun..." Suddenly he felt murderous intent in Chang Yu's eyes, so he quickly shut up!