Lincheng Huamo Chapter 189: Persuading you to drink up
When Zhong Xihou returned to his house, he saw Ying Ruge, dressed in red robes, gesticulating with the three children of Wind Spirit King, Shen Tu and Yu Lei. It was more of a one-sided joke than a gesticulation.
Ying Ruge's rabbit flew up and down, and stretched out his hand to pat Shen Tu's head. Then he slapped Shen Tu on the head and then used his strength to touch the side of Fengling King's face. Yu Lei was the most unlucky, being lifted up and thrown by Ying Ruge.
He walked out. Seeing Ying Ruge's appearance at this time, Zhong Xihou nodded. Thinking about it, it was not a bad thing for Ying Ruge to lose his sword intent.
The Wind Spirit King was kicked to the ground. He stood up with a grin on his face and was about to rush forward. He caught a glimpse of Zhong Xihou from the corner of his eye and stopped his movement. He grinned and ran towards Zhong Xihou like a fool.
King Fengling withdrew, Ying Ruge and Shen Tu, and Yu Lei also stopped moving.
Zhong Xihou smiled and patted King Fengling on the shoulder, then walked to Ying Ruge's side. Ying Ruge smiled slightly, and then asked: "When will Lord Hou set off?"
This boy refused to change his title after all. Zhong Xihou sighed slightly, feeling helpless.
"I will return to the Westland tomorrow. Junior brother, I have something to say to you."
Ying Ruge nodded, threw the bamboo pole in his hand to Shen Tu, and followed Zhong Xihou to the study. As soon as he entered the study, Zhong Xihou began to pour tea sets and tea leaves. He imitated the old Dragon King and cut the tea cakes.
Next, wash the tea with hot water and then brew it. He raised a cup and took a sip. His eyes shone with golden light and he nodded, looking quite proud.
Ying Ruge ignored the reaction of her eleventh senior brother and just drank tea by herself.
Putting down the tea cup, Zhong Xihou asked: "Did someone in your Muhan Tower die in Jinling City?"
Mentioning things that were almost forgotten, Ying Ruge nodded.
"There is no need to delve deeper. According to Ziweicheng, those individuals are all gangsters. If they die, it will be the best for either party." Ying Ruge frowned slightly, and before he could speak, Zhong Xihou continued.
, "When Brother Wei came to Jinling City, seven people died on the streets of Jinling City. There were people from Muhanlou, Brother Xidi, and people from the old Dragon King Yishuihan. These people died.
It's tragic, but there is one person who was killed with fists. Moreover, this person escaped the sniper attack of Thunder Bull and Blood Phoenix, and fled away."
Looking at Zhong Xihou's playful eyes, the corners of Ying Ruge's eyes twitched slightly, but finally she smiled.
"Brother, I really want to have a fist fight with that friend. Is there any chance?"
Ying Ruge nodded, and then said: "Even if a person like Shenshuiyuan keeps a low profile, he can't hide for long. It's a pity, I still have to return to Jinling City in a while."
Zhong Xihou looked puzzled and asked: "Since you have repaid the Mo family's kindness, why did you return to Jinling City?"
Ying Ruge's eyes were bitter, she snorted coldly, and said helplessly: "For Kang Jinlong, my brother died in Jinling City. Who killed him is still unknown. I haven't avenged him, how can I leave with peace of mind?"
Kang Jinlong?
Zhong Xihou thought of this man, as if he had been shot dead by a cold arrow at night. Then Zhong Xihou thought of a possibility and said: "If, I am just saying what if. What if Kang Jinlong was discovered by the secret guards of the Forbidden City just because of his hiding place?"
, and then shoot him, then who should you seek revenge from?"
Ying Ruge's eyes widened. He had indeed never thought of such a possibility, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.
"Brother, I've decided. Let's take your lovely little wife and go into seclusion. How did Kang Jinlong die? Is Bai Xiaotian really crazy? You don't have to mess with this pool anymore. Mu Mu
Hanlou is not as simple as you think."
Ying Ruge pondered for a while, and finally her eyes were full of relief. After laughing a few times, she asked: "So, how much does the Marquis know about Muhan Tower?"
"It can't be said that you didn't reveal it, but my brother knew that Bai Xiaotian was crazy. That's enough."
Ying Ruge nodded and drank all the tea in the cup.
Zhong Xihou thought of something, and then pointed the tea knife at Ying Ruge. Ying Ruge looked confused and didn't know what the person in front of him was planning to do. Then he heard Zhong Xihou say seriously: "Give me two drops of blood, brother.
useful."
Ying Ruge is an immortal cultivator and half a Taoist priest. How could he not know how much human blood can play a role in magic. But he was completely unsuspecting and did not need Zhong Xihou to take action. The nail of his left thumb was on the middle finger.
With such a stroke, blood dripped down directly.
Zhong Xihou waved his sword, and the two drops of blood floated to the front of his fingertips. Then the Lord of the West raised his hand, and the blood droplets were thrown into the air and turned into mist.
Then I heard him call twice: "Skinny horse! Impermanence!"
Ying Ruge frowned again. He was naturally familiar with these two names, but it was strange that Zhong Xihou suddenly asked for his own blood and called out the names of these two swords.
After finishing this action, Zhong Xihou raised his cup to drink tea again, while chatting with Ying Ruge.
"What are your plans for the future? Let me tell you as brothers again."
"From now on, I will spend the rest of my life at Hangwai Restaurant."
Ying Ruge spoke seriously, but Zhong Xihou's smile was still playful. He filled up the tea for the junior fellow student, and his own cup was almost overflowing. Then the two junior fellow apprentices picked up the teacups, with steady hands, but the teacups disappeared.
After shaking, no tea soup was spilled.
"Junior brother, junior brother, you are really an interesting silly boy." Zhong Xihou took a sip of tea, smashed it in his mouth, and let out a long "Ah", put down the tea cup, and continued, "Gu Yao
You are sincere in retiring to seclusion, but your words of spending the rest of your life are a bit too much. Junior brother, how old are you this year?"
"There are four weak crowns."
When Zhong Xihou heard this, he casually said: "I never thought that my junior brother would still be a little lamb this year. Among the sheep, the most tired one is the first sheep. Twenty-four, twenty-four is indeed the age to marry and have children.
.I’m going to host a banquet with Yue’er, but don’t forget to be my brother.”
When it came to marrying a wife and having children, and also mentioning Yue'er, Ying Ruge didn't blush with shame, but looked contented.
"By the way, what's the name of the tavern? Don't wait until I go to Hangzhou and can't find a place to drink."
"I haven't picked a place yet, but I've thought of a name, so it's called Drinking."
Zhong Xihou rubbed his chin and recited the name: "Drink, drink, green ants' newly fermented wine, red mud stove. It's snowing in the evening, can you have a drink? It's a name that's easy to remember, then,
Can we have some green ant wine?"
After hearing this, Ying Ruge looked embarrassed and said, "I'm ashamed to say that I don't know what green ant wine is."
Zhong Xihou was stunned, then laughed loudly and said: "Isn't there a young man named Xu in your Central Plains who likes to drink green ant wine the most?"
Ying Ruge listened to the mist and asked: "Who is Mr. Xu?"
Zhong Xihou frowned and said in confusion: "Xiao Yu once told me how proud and powerful Mr. Xu is, but I never knew who he was. He also said that Mr. Xu is good at green ant wine, and I have always wanted to try it.
Taste this wine."
Ying Ruge was even more puzzled and said helplessly: "We will share the bounty with Chen Green Ant. Okay, as long as the Marquis comes over, I will definitely have this green ant wine served to me."
Zhong Xihou laughed loudly and then spoke, but Ying Ruge couldn't help but be stunned.
"There is Peach Blossom Temple outside Hangzhou, and my brother doesn't have much property there. I have been to Peach Blossom Temple for a long time, and my adoptive father took my brother to a tavern, which he said was his own property. I will ask Tian Qin to check which tavern it is."
When Ying Ruge heard that it was the West Land Industry, she joked: "Master Hou, don't be joking. I have indeed stayed in the building for several years, but what I have left is yellow and white..."
Speaking of this, Ying Ruge couldn't help but look embarrassed. When he heard that it was because of the money problem, Zhong Xihou laughed so hard that he almost lost his balance and fell off his chair.
"A penny really stumps a heroic man. Everyone thinks that if you become a hero and walk around the world, you will have hundreds or tens of millions of taels of silver at your fingertips. It's not like those people with funny brains
, the guy who writes the villain’s book only causes misunderstandings by making nonsense.”
Speaking of the guys who wrote the Little People's Books, Zhong Xihou rubbed his chin again and said with some uncertainty: "Junior Brother, you said that those who wrote the Little People's Books wrote about Bamboo Leaf Green and Green Ant Wine.
It’s like money, but in fact you can’t even afford a pot to cook knives?”
Ying Ruge had never read the novel "The Talented Man and the Beautiful Woman", so she just nodded her head in agreement.
Zhong Xihou suddenly patted the armrest of the chair and said: "In that case, I will act like a wealthy man in a villain's book. If that tavern is there, I will take your share of the money in advance and change my name to drink."
, sent to you."
This time Ying Ruge was confused, a tavern, just give it away? But looking back, thinking, maybe it was just a tea shed, so she happily accepted it.
The two junior fellow apprentices were at odds with each other, chatting nonsense for a while, but Zhong Xihou suddenly said something out of nowhere.
"If you see the man named Du Tong, if you can, remember to kill him?"
Ying Ruge was about to ask why, when two sounds broke through the air. Zhong Xihou raised his hand and released a goose-yellow sword energy. The sword energy turned into a spider web and blocked something that seemed to be flying from the sky.
Ying Ruge saw clearly what was flying from the sky. They were two swords, one long and one short.
The long one is the Impermanence Sword, and the short one is naturally the Shou Ma Sword.
Zhong Xihou held the two swords in his hands and looked at the Impermanence Sword in his left hand with a look of care.
Ying Ruge couldn't help but admire Zhong Xihou's hand flying the sword to the west. It was really beautiful and unrestrained. He looked at Zhong Xihou again and saw the way Zhong Xihou looked at the sword. He couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. He once had thirteen famous swords, and he also owned that
The King's Sword Long Yao. Now, no matter how good the sword is, it has no other use than letting it be stained with dust.
Ying Ruge suddenly joked: "It seems that the Marquis likes this Impermanence Sword very much."
Zhong Xihou did not deny it, and nodded directly, saying: "Of course I like it, but it's a pity, it's a pity, this sword cannot be trapped in a corner. This is a sword suitable for traveling around the world. As a brother, it is not suitable."
There was a bit of sadness in Marquis Zhong Xi's eyes, Ying Ruge opened her mouth, and finally asked: "Then, how does the Marquis plan to arrange this Impermanent Sword?"
After hearing how to arrange this sword, Zhong Xihou's eyes shone with golden light, and he smiled heartily: "I have a little brother who is a restless master. He is not bad in talent and has a righteous heart. If there is a chance, this sword
It would be most appropriate to give the sword to him."
Ying Ruge nodded, then took the thin horse, and looked at the sword that Sanqing had owned with great care.
"Brother, I plan to give this sword to the young prince, is that possible?"
Ying Ruge did not refuse and nodded.
"That's good. Come to think of it, that boy will leave for Ziwei City in a few days. Haha, the White Crow Army is not a good place, and I don't know if this young prince may be used to it."
Hearing this, Ying Ruge couldn't help but frown, showing worry. At this time, a voice came from his mind. This voice was childish, and Ying Ruge was familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time.
"Ruge, let Sanqing live on the sword and go with Yinuo."
Let Sanqing stay on the thin horse and go with Zhu Yinuo?
If San Qing can successfully borrow the body like You Lingxi, his cultivation level will not be weaker than that of You Lingxi. However, it is San Qing who is leaving this time!
After hesitating for a few moments, Ying Ruge asked Liu Sanqing, who had turned into a ghost cultivator, in her mind.
Liu Sanqing was silent for a few moments, and finally only one word came: "Okay!"
"All right."
Ying Ruge's last answer was only two words like this. Zhong Xihou was puzzled when he heard his junior brother suddenly say such two words. His junior brother suddenly stood up, raised the tea cup, and slowly poured it on the ground.
., and heard his sad voice saying: "I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west."