In the afternoon, the village.

The only tavern in the village is very lively.

The rich men from the world sat there raising their glasses and drinking, their faces were red, and they were talking and laughing loudly...

Please note that when I say "loud", it's not just a saying, it's really high.

How high is it?

Let’s put it this way, it’s the level of “every word I want to say and every pussy I blow can be heard by people in the room.”

If these people chatted louder, they would probably be almost covered by the waiter's shouting.

And at the moment when the atmosphere in this tavern was in full swing, suddenly!

Huh

With a cold wind passing through the hall, several figures appeared at the door of the store.

At that moment, the restaurant's drinkers, especially those who were sitting close to the door, couldn't help but frown and even stared at the door with some angrily.

Of course, there is no way to do this... Back then, there were no automatic doors or central air conditioners. In winter, even if the store closes the windows to death, covers the doors, and hangs a few thick curtains, the room will still be a little cold. Once a customer wants to enter and exit, some wind will be poured in.

Fortunately, these people came in quickly and brought them to the door casually.

When the group of six people entered the house and stood in front of the counter, and took off their hats, those who glared at them all changed their faces.

The other people may not know or recognize them completely, but Wen Yuzhai and Haicangfeng are quite well-known. The appearance of these two together will naturally attract some discussion.

"Hey? Isn't this the young master of the cottage?"

"The hero of Canglongzang Peak Sea is here too."

"It's still Wujian Villa that has a great reputation. You can actually see these two people coming together."

"Wait, I remember neither of them is a swordsman? Will they enter the village tomorrow?"

"Hey, Mr. Wen has a wide connection and the hero Hai is famous. Maybe he is a friend directly invited by Master Xiao."

"Oh...then those people beside them are not ordinary people."

"Then you need to say? Hey? Slowly... the youngest one looks a little familiar..."

"Ha... I know him. I want to tell him his name, you must have heard of it."

"Oh? Who is it?"

"Hehe, let me tell you, he is the second senior brother of Hunyuan Star Sect, Hunyuan Shen Jian Lin Yuancheng."

"What? He is the leader of the Young Heroes Club last year. Lin Yuancheng, who fought against the top ten masters in the "Yaomeng Tower" in the capital more than a month ago?"

"It's definitely right. I met him when I went to Weihaiwei to participate in the 'Seven Heroes' Club' of the Four Sects and Three Gangs a few months ago."

"Hiss...I heard that Lin Yuancheng is the most talented swordsman in his younger generation this year. When he sees him today, it seems to be ordinary."

"Drink~ You don't even urinate and look in the mirror. Just your crooked look, how can you say it?"

"Hey! What's wrong with me? I... I'm better than the one who always has a 'smile face' on his face, right?"

"Shhh... whisper, be careful that people will chop you up if they hear it."

The tavern is full of tourists at this time, so whispers like this are inevitable.

For Wen Yuzhai and the others, they have long been used to listening to such conversations. No matter whether they sound good or not, they have heard of them and will not take them to heart.

"Masters, I'm sorry..." The shopkeeper standing behind the counter apologized to him before Wen Yu could pick it up, "You saw it too, our shop is small..." He said, and looked back in, with his eyes as if he said again: "You guys see it yourself, there is really no place."

Wen Yuzhai turned around and saw that it was indeed... at this moment, someone occupied every table in the room. There were obviously several sets of tables and chairs that were temporarily added, and even the aisle where the waiter served the food was almost gone.

Seeing this, Mr. Wen turned around and exchanged glances with his companions, then looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Okay, warm us a few pots of wine and put two boxes of hot steamed buns, and we will take it..."

Before he finished his line "Packing me for me" when he rubbed a table next to him and stood up: "Young Master Wen, if you don't abandon me, you can come to our table to drink together."

Wen Yuzhai heard the sound, turned his head and looked at him, and only looked at the clothes on the other party, and then savored the accent of the sentence just now. Then he guessed that this person should be from the Hequlong Sword Sect, but he did not say it directly, but politely replied: "I am a little wise man, I don't know what you are..."

"At the head of Xialongkou Sword Sect, Liu Tuo, these are all my apprentices." Liu Tuo said, waved his hand to introduce the people sitting at the same table with him.

"It turns out to be the head of Liu, who is indifferent." Wen Yuzhai said, then swept his eyes to Liu Tuo's table, and said with a look of disgrace, "But... I see that the table of the head of Liu is full. Even if one person is added, it will be difficult, and we have six of them..."

As soon as this was said, Liu Tuo had not answered yet, one of his apprentices stood up and snatched: "Young Master Wen, if you are willing to give up your face, we juniors will naturally give up our seats."

Look, this is emotional intelligence.

Similarly, if Liu Tuo, the head of the sect, would seem to be mean to his apprentice, but by the initiative of being an apprentice, it would be "sensible".

"How can you be so embarrassed..." Wen Yuzhai's response was nothing unexpected.

In fact, he was not embarrassed, but he didn't want to give this face.

Wen Yuzhai is also an old man. He can naturally see what kind of people can be close friends, and what kind of people can only be superficial friends at most...

There are so many people like Liu Tuo who are obviously not familiar with him, but who finds some opportunity to catch up with him and wants to make a relationship.

"What's the best place to sit at the door? The wine and food were blown away by the wind. Mr. Wen, I think you'd better come here to sit here. We're spacious and warm."

Unexpectedly, Wen Yuzhai had not refused to drop Liu Tuo. A few meters away, another table stood up and also sent him an invitation.

At that table, there were only three people sitting. Wen Yuzhai knew each other. They were all surnamed Dan and Dan Yao. They were called Danlong, Danhu, and Danbao, and they were three brothers, and people in the martial arts world called Dan Family Three Swords.

The martial arts of these three people are pretty good among the second-rate swordsmen, and the three of them cooperate very well. If they take action together, they will be against top-class masters. It is precisely because of this that they occupy the largest and best table in this tavern full of fish.

"Danlong, what do you mean?" After hearing the words, Liu Tuo immediately glared at the table of the Dan brothers and said sternly, "It is clear that Mr. Wen and the others who I invited first, aren't you going to make Mr. Wen embarrassed by this? "

"Ha!" Danlong was also arrogant and replied in a sarcastic tone, "It's you who are embarrassed? You don't even look at what you are, but you are worthy of drinking with Mr. Wen and Mr. Hai at the same table?"

"You... are too bullying!" Liu Tuo was agitated by him and wanted to draw his sword on the spot.

"Oh, my masters! I'm so young, please don't fight here!" The shopkeeper behind the counter couldn't sit still now. He had watched similar scenes in the past ten times, and he knew the developments afterwards.

Don’t look at these so-called “heroes” who are usually 5 or 6 people, and they seem to be very generous in their actions. In fact, after a while, they will finish the fight and the shopkeeper asks them to pay for money, they may not necessarily give it to them.

Many shopkeepers in Dashi have experienced such things: two gangs of people fought in the store. After the fight, the shopkeeper asked them to compensate them for breaking things. Both ends said that they would ask them to go to the other party to ask for it. In the end, they would not give it to each other. If you dare to force it too hard, they would just glar at the knife and pull it out. Do you dare to say a little more?

"Two, please be careful, don't be impatient." Wen Yuzhai also quickly smoothed out the situation. "This matter was caused by Wen. Both of you were kind-hearted. Don't hurt your kindness for this little thing..."

While they were quarreling and persuading, the others in the tavern, including the five people who were with Wen Yuzhai, all had different expressions: some people couldn't stand the arrogance of the Dan brothers, some despise Liu Tuo's snobbery, and some people thought Wen Yuzhai was hypocritical... Of course, more people just had the mentality of watching the show, and it would do anything.

But there was a man who had been staring at a corner of the room with a serious expression from the second he stepped into the tavern, and he ignored the dispute around him at all.

That person is Lin Yuancheng.

There was also someone in the corner where Lin Yuancheng was staring at.

This person looked at his age of 35 or thirty-five years old, with thick eyebrows and broad eyes, straight nose and square mouth, and his face was contoured like a knife and an axe, with bright edges and corners; his clothes were relatively ordinary, not gorgeous, but not tattered.

The other guests were sitting in chairs, only this man sat alone on the ground against the wall, with a long sheathed sword pillowing on his shoulders.

The rest of the store were turning to watch the excitement, but this person didn't raise his eyelids from beginning to end; he just held a pot of wine in one hand and a light steamed bun in the other, eating and drinking silently.

"What are you looking at?" In fact, the three-character king had already noticed Lin Yuancheng's movements, but he waited for a long time before he came to Xiaolin's ear and said softly.

"I seem to...discover a master." Lin Yuancheng also used a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"Ha..." The man in the corner of the three-character dynasty glanced at him, chuckled, and said, "Good eyesight."

"Sure enough... you can see that both swordsmen are right?" Lin Yuancheng asked.

"What did you see?" asked the three-character king.

Lin Yuancheng was stunned for a moment and said again: "He and his sword's 'aura'."

"I don't understand." Unexpectedly, the three-character king immediately shook his head and denied it.

"Ah? Then why do you say it seems that you can tell at a glance that he is a master?" Lin Yuancheng said.

"Hehe..." The three-character king smiled again, "Guess."

Lin Yuancheng is not stupid, and the answer is actually very simple, so he just thought for two seconds and then continued: "You know him."

"Guess it right." The three-character kingly way.

"Who is he?" Lin Yuancheng asked again hurriedly.
Chapter completed!