Lincheng Huamo Chapter 71: The Master of Mo County
On this day, Mo County was like any other day, with a bustling crowd. Some people were leaning down to support the old woman holding a stick, while others were bullying the vendors and taking advantage of them.
A few pairs of eyes looked at the people coming and going in Mo County from the third floor through the screen window. The man pressed his withered and wrinkled hands on the screen window, and his bloodshot eyes stared at the man in dark blue clothes and purple clothes.
on two people.
"Mo County will be lively again."
"Hey, Third Brother, do you think that if Mo Ming is sent away instead of Little Thirteen, will Little Thirteen be the master of Mo County?"
The person who was called the third brother just gave a chestnut, and he was also speechless. Is this a question of who was sent away? Mo Ming is always Mo Ming. In the same way, Ying Ruge is always Ying Ruge.
I ate a chestnut for no reason, but I had no choice but to change the topic and asked: "Third brother, do you want to talk to Sanniang?"
The voice of the man speaking was like that of a man in his prime, and his face was obscured by a black gauze, making it difficult to see clearly.
"No need, Sanniang should go about her business as usual."
"Third brother, I only saw Shi Shi in Jinling yesterday. How come Shi Shi showed up in Mo County this early in the morning?"
The man called Third Brother chuckled, and then said: "I won't come all night long. Don't forget, Second Brother was the one who specially trained Xiao Eleven in the early years."
Upon hearing this, the man who had been asking seemed to suddenly become enlightened, and then stared outside with an envious expression, and couldn't help but lamented: "Oh, it's good to learn swordsmanship, so cool. Third brother, do you step on the sword sideways, or do you want to step on it sideways?"
Stepping directly on the back of the knife? My spear can't let me step on it."
The third brother was a little speechless and directly rewarded the other party with a chestnut.
"You can't fly?"
Afterwards, the two of them exchanged words and quarreled like children playing. It was really unbelievable that these two seemingly unreliable masters were actually two masters of cultivating immortals.
It was in this restaurant that Zhong Xihou and Hua Shaohong walked in. The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy came up and bowed: "Do you two gentlemen want to stay in a hotel or have a meal?"
"I heard that this restaurant has extraordinary wine, so I came here to have a drink."
"Oh, what a coincidence. The store has sold out of today's Tears of Tears. How about we come back and take a look in a few days?"
"Strengthen the mountain and the world is overwhelming, but the times are unfavorable and the glory is not gone. What can be done if the glory is not gone, but what can be done if the danger is there? It is difficult for a hero to survive in the world, so he can only give up his tears."
"The guest officer is really elegant."
Hua Shaohong couldn't help but wonder: "I don't have any wine today, so can I come early tomorrow?"
The boy laughed and said, "Your guest is a foreigner, so he doesn't know about the Qilei Wine in our store. The Qilei Wine was brewed by the owner of the store, Sanniang. The first time I drank this wine, I was the same as the guest.
That poem generally expresses the pain of being in this world but having difficulty making a difference."
"This kind of wine should not taste good, so why is there no wine today and no wine tomorrow?"
"This wine is really not good to drink, bitter and sweet. The guest doesn't know. It's up to the shop to decide when the wine will be available. Maybe there will be wine today, or maybe tomorrow or the day after, or even half a month or a year."
liquor."
Hua Shaohong stopped asking, and Zhong Xihou became more and more interested in the wine.
He took out a bead about the diameter of his thumb and placed it in the palm of the boy's hand: "I'd like to trouble you to go and tell the shopkeeper that there's someone in Xicheng coming to ask for a bowl of wine."
"Master Hou, this..."
The boy was fifteen or sixteen years old and had never seen many rare treasures. When he saw the bead, he immediately stuffed it into his bag, fearing that Marquis Zhong Xi would regret it.
"My guest, sit down first, you sit down first, I will go immediately..."
The boy ran and jumped to the backyard, and knocked on the door of the wing without courtesy: "Shopkeeper, hurry up, shopkeeper..."
"You little thing, is someone holding a knife on your neck or something?" The voice coming from the room was sweet and delicate. After hearing this voice, many people wanted to meet the store owner.
"No, yes, yes, there is a person coming from outside to ask for a drink..."
"How many times have I told you that I will never mention abandoning the wine of tears. Come and ask for it, and it will be fine if you don't have it."
"It's just that this person is different from ordinary people."
"How much silver did this man give you?"
The boy scratched the back of his head and replied shyly: "You did give me a bead. When I exchange it for cash, I will give 60% to the shopkeeper. This man spends a lot of money, and the name he reported is unusual."
"What name?"
"Someone comes to ask for a drink in Xicheng. That part of Xicheng is full of capable merchants. The follower next to him in purple clothes and carrying a bow and arrow still calls him Lord Marquis..."
"Xicheng, Lord Marquis?" Not long after, the door opened, "It is indeed hard to expect that this person will come to ask for a drink."
"Shopkeeper, from Xicheng
Mr. Hou, what kind of Hou are you?"
"Hou Zhongxi."
The boy couldn't help but rub the back of his head and think hard, think, Marquis Zhongxi? Is there such a Marquis in Daye? No matter, the shopkeeper said that there is such a Marquis, then there must be such a Marquis.
Xu Qinghe didn't come from the backyard, she came down from the second floor with elegant steps.
"The Marquis of Xicheng will come to this small place in Mo County and come to the Nujia store, which really makes the store shine."
Among the people traveling to and from Mo County, there were many people from the Jianghu and Imperial Courts. The name Zhong Xihou was famous all over the world. When Xu Qinghe said the title of Marquis of Xicheng, these people immediately looked around.
Apart from the arrogance of Zhong Xihou who does not have a sword, it is difficult to immediately confirm that this person is the unparalleled swordsman who has fallen into the west city. There are many people with swords in the inn. However, although some of these people have sword energy, this sword
However, it is not so strong that it makes the body stiff and difficult to move.
Hua Shaohong was also shocked when she saw Xu Qinghe. Isn't this woman the proprietress of that tavern in Xidi?
Looking back, since Zhong Xihou has many businesses in Jinling City, it is not an exaggeration for her, a tavern proprietress in the West, to have taverns elsewhere.
Hua Shaohong did not try to guess whether there was something else in it, but said to Marquis Zhong Xi with a hint of joking: "It's so strange, why these people couldn't hold back as soon as they heard that Marquis Zhong Xi was here, as if they were ready to cut the Marquis into pieces with a thousand knives.
Cut the corpse into pieces and eat it.”
"Honghong, do you understand the principle of losing a wolf and losing a thousand sheep?" Zhong Xihou frowned slightly when he saw Xu Qinghe. This man looked inexplicably familiar, but he didn't know where he had seen him before.
It is indeed difficult for people to think that this person is Zhong Xihou without a sword. After all, the rumors are spread all over the world and not many people have seen him.
After all, Zhong Xihou is the lord of a city. Although he doesn't care about many people and things, he can still remember them. He remembered this woman's name, Xu Qinghe.
Originally, he wouldn't be interested in people from the West doing business elsewhere, but Xu Qinghe's tavern in the West had to let him take notice. After all, no bartender in any tavern would be a bartender who has lived for more than 800 years.
Year old monster.
"Boss Xu, I was passing by this place. I heard that there was good wine, so I came to ask for a drink."
Xu Qinghe's eyelids moved slightly. She rarely showed up in the West, but Zhong Xihou remembered her and said with a smile: "The Lord of the West City will come to the slave shop to ask for a drink. How dare you not have it."
Not long after, the boy came running over with a jar of wine that was stained with a lot of soil. Xu Qinghe asked him to go to the kitchen and teach someone to prepare a few dishes.
Hua Shaohong's eyes never left the proprietress. After chatting with Zhong Xihou last night, the young man from the Hua family seemed to have improved his brain a lot. There are not so many coincidences in the world. When Zhong Xihou came to Lincheng, the proprietress of Xidi Tavern was also there.
A tavern was opened in Mo County of the city.
When the dishes were ready, Xu Qinghe poured the wine himself. Zhong Xihou sniffed it and found that the wine did not have a strong aroma and had a light taste. He picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. The wine went into his throat, and it was bitter and sweet.
So strange.
"This wine..."
Hua Shaohong went to get the bowl, but was immediately blocked by Zhong Xihou.
"Boss Xu really has good wine, but I have something important to do. I'll come back and ask for a drink when I have free time." After saying that, he took out ten beads and placed them on the table. "Put the money for the wine here and say goodbye."
Xu Qinghe just said goodbye. After Zhong Xihou left, people in the inn began to talk. Xu Qinghe put his beads away and smiled faintly.
Hua Shaohong followed Zhong Xihou out of the restaurant, and looked back to see the proprietress from time to time. He became more and more certain that Xu Qinghe's appearance in Mo County was no accident, but what was the purpose? There was no trace of a warrior in this woman.
"Master Hou, this wine?"
"You can't drink this wine."
"Why?"
"Honghong, have you ever heard of Naga Huiming Pill?"
"It's rumored that there are only eight magical medicines?"
Hua Shaohong was extremely excited when she heard about the Naga Huiming Pills, but Zhong Xihou was also a little confused. Could it be that Honghong also wanted the Naga Huiming Pills?
Zhong Xihou nodded and said: "I heard that after swallowing the Naga Huiming Pill, a seriously injured person who is about to die will feel more energetic, the true energy in the body will flow, and the blood vessels will expand. Drinking this wine will have the same effect as the rumored miracle medicine.
.Although it is a strange medicine, if ordinary people take it, their breath will be confused and their blood vessels will be broken."
"Then, Lord Marquis, you..."
"I'm afraid there will be a few days where I won't be completely lucky."
Hua Shaohong smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that curiosity can indeed kill people, not to mention this is Mo County."
Marquis Zhong Xi also smiled, this is indeed Mo County, a place where trouble is most likely to happen even if nothing happens.
"City Lord Zhong, you are fine."
Hua Shaohong looked at this man. He was a giant about one foot tall, holding a simple knife in his hand and a stick stuck in his waist.
He has white hair and a young appearance. He is dressed in a fisherman's attire, a raincoat and a bamboo hat.
"Who is your Excellency?"
"Of course you don't know who I am, but City Lord Zhong should still remember me, right?"
Zhong Xihou shook his head and said: "Your Excellency, don't blame me. I really can't remember it."
Hua Shaohong couldn't help laughing and said sarcastically: "It seems that your reputation is not as famous as that of a Marquis, but you can be recognized at a glance."
"Who are you, this little brat?"
"I, the little devil next to Zhong Xihou, have no name or number."
"Sir, isn't that man one of the four strange swordsmen who are fishermen, woodcutter, farmers and students?" A servant in white clothes said this. Hua Shaohong looked at the young master and saw that he was a weak scholar. He also had a handful on his back.
sword.
The young master put away the fan in his hand, smiled and saluted to Zhong Xihou and others. When Zhong Xihou saw the young master in white, he couldn't help but be happy, and he even waited for the good show.
Zhong Xihou looked at the servant next to the young master in white. Although the servant was covered by linen clothes, it could still be seen that his left shoulder was thicker and stronger than ordinary people. He should be a man with extraordinary strength, capable of lifting a thousand catties.
"To be able to recruit Du Tong, the owner of the seventeenth floor of Muhan Tower, as a slave, it seems that the young master is not an ordinary man. I have no choice but to pack up the hoe..." Before the man could finish speaking, he pulled out a hoe stick from his waist.
Throw it away, and a triangular hook flies out of it, hitting the young man in white directly.
Just as Du Tong was about to step forward, the young master stretched out his hand to stop him and said: "Brother Du is a guest, how can I trouble the guest to do anything?"
As he spoke, the flying rope of the triangular hook broke, and Zhong Xihou couldn't help but clapped his hands.
"I think this is the sword of passion, love is stronger than gold."
"It turns out to be the master of Mo County. It seems that the old man should go."
"You should leave. If you don't leave, if you don't say that the master of Mo County won't spare you, the arrows on my back will follow you."
The man looked at Hua Shaohong carefully and saw what kind of aura it was, as if all the birds and animals in the world would avoid it intentionally.
Turning around, he saw that it was indeed Mo Ming and his party who happened to have returned to Mo County. Fortunately, the young prince did not come to Mo County from Jinling like a follower.
But beside Mo Ming, there was a man who was about the same age as Zhu Yinuo. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes, mainly cyan. What was interesting was that this decent clothes was paired with a pair of strange-style clogs, which made it difficult to walk.
It is also the sound of the waves.
The pair of red phoenix eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows are very beautiful. His thin lips are slightly parted, revealing a pair of white teeth. If this man were quiet, he would probably make a group of girls go crazy, but the noble young master’s next move made people crazy.
People are disgusting.
This noble young man actually put his hand into his crotch and took it out, and after pulling it out, he put it under his nose and smelled it.
Hua Shaohong was dumbfounded. Is this abnormal?
This noble young master had heard of Zhong Xihou but had never seen him. Seeing that Zhong Xihou was here, he couldn't help but clasp his fists and salute. This action surprised Mo Ming.
Mo Ming gently waved the sharp sword in his hand, Mo Yu, and asked the strange man: "Why do the people from the Sword Sect come to our Mo County? Or do they want another sword attack?"
After the words fell, the sword energy gathered again. Zhong Xihou recognized this move, which was called "Speechless". The sword energy gradually turned into a trickle, and then slowly formed the shape of a flying needle. Naturally, Zhong Xihou also knew that if he swung the sword again, it would be black.
Flying needles rain down pear blossoms and shoot at the people of "Sword Sect".
The man didn't seem to want to stay any longer. He picked up his hoe stick and disappeared after a few ups and downs.
Du Tong, who was beside Mo Ming, bowed to Mo Ming and said, "I can't keep this person. I was lucky enough to receive wine from Mr. Mo recently. Du Tong went to take this person's life as a reward."
The flowers fell, a few rose and fell, and disappeared.
Hua Shaohong and Mr. Gui couldn't help but watch the two of them leave, wondering in their hearts, who is this guy?
But Zhong Xihou and Mo Ming looked at each other without saying a word.
Zhong Xihou was looking at Mo Ming's face. He was trying to find out how this face was different from Ying Ruge's face. Yes, Mo Ming's face was whiter and tenderer than Ying Ruge's, and slightly rounder than Ying Ruge's.
Yes, Ying Ruge has more places to grow a beard than Mo Ming.
Mo Ming kept staring at Zhong Xihou's eyes. He was wondering why Zhong Xihou suddenly left Jinling and suddenly came to his Mo County. Zhong Xihou was obviously still in Jinling City halfway last night, but he suddenly appeared in Mo County this morning.
County, the speed is really astonishing. Could it be that Zhong Xihou is also like Ying Ruge, and has the secret of freedom between heaven and earth?
Mo Ming was no longer surprised when he thought that Zhong Xihou and Yingru Singer came from the same sect and were both disciples of that immortal.
Finally, Mo Ming spoke first, put Mo Yu's sword into its sheath, bowed in salute, and said respectfully: "City Lord Zhong, why don't you, out of the friendship of landlord Mo Ming, invite the City Lord to be a guest in the small courtyard?"
"The guest does as the host does."
As soon as he said this, your noble son came up to pay Hua Shaohong the courtesy. Hua Shaohong immediately declined when she saw his right hand that had taken out his crotch.