Duan Zhixuan?

Hearing this name, Huang Lin looked at the young man on the Yuema Bridge again.

He didn't expect that this person would be one of the twenty-four heroes of the famous Lingyan Pavilion in the future.

With his loud shout, the few pedestrians on the Yuema Bridge immediately avoided them.

The Sui Bing, who was stationed at the bridge, wanted to step forward and stop, but as the two talked, the Sui Bing was stopped by a leader and stood aside.

Seeing this, Huang Lin shook his head. Once the officers and soldiers dared not even stop fighting on the streets of the rivers and lakes. The Sui Dynasty was indeed terminally ill and had no help.

"Get out and die!"

Duan Zhixuan's voice came again.

The next room was quiet for a few breaths, and then a series of clothes fluttered as the sound of the seat moving.

Then he saw four people jumping down from the private room, landing on Yong'an Street, and heading towards Yuema Bridge.

Huang Lin thought about the first time whether the partition had escaped the order.

Putting this nonsensical idea out of his mind, he asked Wang Tong: "Senior, who is this Yang Wengan?"

Duan Zhixuan knew that Li Tang's greatest hero who had entered Tongguan was able to capture Qu Tutong's fierce man alive.

But who is Yang Wengan? I haven't heard of it.

Wang Tong frowned and thought for a long time before he spoke uncertainly, "It seems that he is the leader of the gang in Chang'an. The gang seems to be called Jingzhaolian."

If he talks about anything else, he can still talk about it, but he has never paid much attention to such a local Jianghu Gang.

Jingzhaolian?

Looking at Yang Wengan and others who had already stepped onto the bridge deck and stood against Duan Zhixuan, Huang Lin had a vague impression.

In the original work, Jingzhao Lian seems to be the number of people from Prince Li Jiancheng after the Li family entered Chang'an. No matter how many people there were, I don't remember.

"Why? The master was defeated, and I'll take revenge if I'm a disciple? Who are you two masters and who are the disciples?"

Yang Wengan's sarcastic voice came from the direction of Yuema Bridge.

"Hmph! My Guanzhong Sword Sect and your Jingzhao League have always been inconsistent with the water of the river. You, Yang Wengan, did an inexplicable sneak attack, aren't you afraid of ridicule of fellow villagers?" Duan Zhixuan's voice was cold, and his true energy had spread all over his body, and he could do it at any time.

Risky.

"Ha~" Yang Wengan chuckled, "I'm not in charge of the Guanzhong Sword Sect, whether it's dead or alive, I don't have any control over Jingzhao League, but you shouldn't have to. This time I'm just giving Qiu Wensheng a lesson, if there's another way, I'm going to be more careful.

Time, hum, even if you Duan Zhixuan is the most outstanding disciple of the Guanzhong Sword Sect since its founding, you will never escape death!"

The reason seemed to be extremely secret. Yang Wengan pressed the voice of that passage very low, and was too far apart. The man turned his back to Huang Lin, so Huang Lin was completely confused about it.

"Chorus~"

Duan Zhixuan seemed to no longer intend to have a quarrel. He unsheathed his sword and pointed at the four opponents from afar, obviously preparing to fight against four.

At this moment, a group of men in costumes rushed towards the east end of the Yuema Bridge.

"Senior Brother Duan, we are here!"

"Senior Brother Duan, don't panic!"

"Damn it, fuck Yang Wengan to death!"

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Huang Lin looked over and saw that there were about ten people over there, all of whom were not smooth inside and had stagnant steps, and obviously he had only learned some superficial external practice skills.

Before those people could reach Duan Zhixuan, a group of men with coarse cloth rushed out of the west market, rushed to Yuemaqiao in a noisy manner, and "supported" Yang Wengan and others.

In an instant, a sense of the young and dandy boys' appointment came to their faces.

The Sui soldier leader stationed at the bridge waved his hand and walked over with his subordinates.

"What are you doing?! At the foot of the emperor, can you rebel?"

As the officers and soldiers were inserted, the troops on both sides were finally persuaded to disband.

It can be seen from this that the Sui Dynasty has a good control in Chang'an.

Seeing that there was no fun to watch, Huang Lin and Wang Tong also checked in and went downstairs.

While waiting for the carriage in front of the door, Huang Lin happened to hear the Sui soldiers guarding the bridge asking the leader.

"Boss, why don't we go up when Zhixuan and Yang Wengan were about to fight?"

"You guys don't know anything. It's nothing like fighting like this kind of gangster. Let's turn a blind eye and pretend that it's not known. As long as you don't hurt the innocent, it won't be a big deal."

"Then why should I go up and stop it later?"

"Stupid! Can that be the same? We can't control more than a dozen people on the other side, and the nature is different. Once things get bigger, we have to lose our worries."

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Hearing this, Huang Lin couldn't help but smack his lips. He thought of Duan Zhixuan again, and said to Wang Tong: "Senior, let's go back first, and I will take a look."

Wang Tong looked at the direction of Yuema Bridge, "Do you want to find that branch of Zhixuan?"

He just felt that Huang Lin was very interested in this person, so he asked this question.

Huang Lin smiled, "I'm just a little curious."

Just as the carriage arrived, Wang Tong stepped onto the car and said, "Go, don't forget that Keming is coming to the mansion tomorrow, don't miss it."

"Um!"

He watched the carriage leave north and waited for it to turn up Guangming Bridge, Huang Lin crossed Yong'an Street and followed Yuema Bridge along Jingyao Street toward Duan Zhixuan's departure.

Jingyao Street runs across the east and west cities and is one of the busiest streets in Chang'an. However, it is almost time to leave Xu, and there are very few pedestrians on the road.

Huang Lin's steps moved lightly, walking on Jingyao Street as if it was slow and fast. He crossed Zhuque Street and passed Kaihuafang, he caught up with Duan Zhixuan and his group.

With his strength, Duan Zhixuan and others could not find anyone following behind him.

After passing Chongyifang and Pingkangfang all the way, Huang Lin turned back to Kaihuafang after seeing Duan Zhixuan and his party enter a shop called "Xingchanglong".

Although I was jealous of Duan Xuanzhi, the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion, it was definitely not a good idea to come to the door rashly.

Kaihuafang is located next to Zhuque Street, and there is a time-honored inn, which has been opened here since the construction of Chang'an City. It is called "Donglai Inn". Although it is adjacent to Zhuque Street, it is not far from the Imperial City, Pingkangfang and Dongshi.

So the business is very good.

But a few months ago, Donglai Inn changed its boss. The original owner did not take action, but the buyer gave too much, and it was in troubled times. He gritted his teeth and sold the hen that laid the golden eggs.

Then, the whole family moved to Shu.

As a result, Donglai Inn was changed to "Youjianlou", and the new shopkeeper also brought a less obvious Lingnan accent.

Fortunately, Chang'an has a lot of people and some of the accents from other places are not outstanding. The change to the owner's shopkeeper did not make the love here too much. Instead, due to the unique service and dishes, the business has been a bit better.

Although it has entered the hour of Hai, there is a waiter in front of the building to welcome guests.

As soon as Huang Lin approached, the waiter warmly greeted him, "Customer, can you stay in a hotel?"

"If you have a business to negotiate, find a private room and invite your shopkeeper to come." Huang Lin then stepped forward and said calmly.

"Okay~~~Let~ Please come in!" The waiter took two quick steps, bowed to lead the way, and after entering the inside, he adjusted his voice and sang: "There is a guest~~~, elegant~~

A room~~~~”

There is only a third floor in the building here, which is lower than the Jufu Building in the west city just now.

Walking all the way to the third floor, a private room was opened on the west side of the street. Through the window, you can see that Zhuque Street was reflected by the brazier specially adjusted along the way. On the other hand, the Lifang was also filled with lights, and it could still be far away.

See the palace wall.

After a while, footsteps came and the person was still outside the door. The voice came in, "I heard that the distinguished guest had a business and wanted to have an interview with the old man?"

Huang Lin turned his head when he heard the sound and saw a thin old man about fifty years old, carrying tea and snacks into the room.

After the shopkeeper placed the tray on the table, he introduced: "It's great for the distinguished guest to learn about it."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Huang Lin take out a token from his arms. The shopkeeper immediately opened his eyes wide, took the token and looked carefully, then turned his head and glanced around, before bowing and whispering

He said, "Old Liu Min, I have seen the Lord!"

"Yeah, sit down." Huang Lin pointed to the opposite side of the square table.

Manager Liu didn't refuse much, so he sat down and gave Huang Lin a look of forgiveness during this period.

Huang Lin waved his hand and didn't care about it. "Didn't this fried tea be only supplied to the south for the time being? Why is it also available in Chang'an?"

"Hey, I was about to introduce just now that this tea was arrived in Chang'an two days ago. It's really not much, but news came from home that it was said that the technology was mature and it could be supplied in large quantities in the future." Manager Liu explained with a silly smile.

one time.

Seeing this, Huang Lin didn't talk much about it and asked: "Get the latest news, and in addition, sort out the information about Jingzhao Lian, Guanzhong Sword Sect, and Dongshi's 'Xingshenglong'."

"Yes!" Manager Liu took the order and left.

After a while, he brought a stack of books back.

The information has been sorted out and there is also a letter sent from Shancheng, but it has been marked as not the original and is a copy version.

First, we opened the letter, and the eyes were: "The head of the family made an appointment to fight against the South China Sea Xian Weng Huang Gong at Baiyun Mountain, and more than thirty moves were taken by Huang Gong at the sword."
To be continued...