The noisy and gorgeous city of Hangzhou is quiet in the early morning. A thin layer of silk-like mist is evenly distributed on the eaves of high-rise buildings and single-family houses. An unknown bird is singing softly on the streets lined with buildings.
Walking freely through the alleys.
After a while, there were more and more pedestrians on the street, and the small shops on the street gradually opened their doors and started doing business.
The Jindoufang Tofu House in Hangzhou City also started a tense day. Five or six clerks performed their duties and were busy non-stop. The boss of the Tofu House also got up early in the morning to supervise the work. He smiled happily when he saw that the clerks were all working hard.
He was wandering around the yard with his eyes open, and suddenly he heard the sound of someone snoring. He looked around and found that it was a young man with a big body and round waist sleeping in the straw of his stable! He wanted to kick him awake, but
A closer look showed that he was carrying a knife and looked like a man from the Jianghu. He was so frightened that he quickly put his raised foot back.
Tan Liang was sleeping soundly in the straw, but he was gently woken up: an uncle in his forties or fifties with a kind smile was looking at him.
"Why did you wake me up? Oh, this is your place. I'm sorry it was too late yesterday~~" Tan Liang scratched his head carelessly, because he always found a place to sleep when he was tired from playing in the countryside.
The uncle still had a heart-warming smile: "I know you must be a martial arts person who came to participate in the competition! Did you drink too much yesterday and went to the wrong place? Look, I guessed it? Are you hungry, hero?
?How about I treat you to breakfast~~.”
"Oh! Okay! The boss is such a good person~~." Tan Liang remembered that his grandma told him that the fortune teller told him since he was a child that he would have good luck and meet noble people when he went out, and it was true!
Since it is a tofu shop, breakfast is of course related to tofu: bean juice, tofu stew, bean cakes and a green onion mixed with tofu! But Tan Liang, who had not eaten last night, was still gasping for breath after eating.
Seeing that he had almost eaten, the boss happily took out a piece of clothing from the back room and handed it to him with respectful hands: "I have admired you chivalrous and righteous people since I was a child. I think this dress on your body is a bit worn.
If you don’t mind, hero, you can wear this dress to compete in martial arts! Huang thanked hero here!” After saying this, he bowed and stopped getting up.
Tan Liang couldn't help being moved to tears: "No one has ever been so kind to me. I will wear it! I will never take it off again!" After saying that, he put on his clothes.
"By the way, hero, today is the last day to register. Have you registered?"
"It's broken! Today is the last day! I have to sign up quickly! Goodbye!" Tan Liang ran away before he could wipe the foam from his mouth. When he turned around, he saw "No. 1 in the world" written on the back of his clothes.
"Yijin Doufang" are several big characters.
The boss smiled happily: "Hero, I wish you success~~! Remember not to change your clothes!"
Tan Liang heard people in the village say that he was a handsome boy since he was a child. At that time, he didn't believe it because everyone he met said so. I don't know if you believe it now, but he believed it anyway. Because along the way, his turnaround rate was nine
Cheng Jiu. The young girls were pointing at him and laughing, making him feel a little elated.
The registration site was crowded with people, and heroes and bears from all sects and types were signing up. After squeezing for a long time, Tan Liang still couldn't get in. When he was in a state of panic, he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Zui Xing Lou (brothel)"
Miss Suqin is here!!!"
The noisy registration site immediately fell silent. With a roar, everyone left. Tan Liang signed up as he wished. He asked Ma Fang, who was in charge of registering names: "What have they done?" Ma Fang looked at him and said:
"Are you from the countryside? You don't even know Miss Suqin from Zuixinglou? I won't tell you anymore~ I've written down your name~ I'll go and see the excitement too~~"
So Tan Liang was the only one left in the spacious hall. He was stunned for a while and then followed.
On the noisy road, I saw a group of brothel maids with heavy makeup playing musical instruments and making gestures on both sides. There were even government servants in front of them to clear the way. They wore light gauze and plain qin on their heads and sat in a sedan chair carried by eight people. They played flutes and were like fairies descending to the earth to attract people.
The prodigal sons and beasts in clothes standing nearby stopped to watch, drooling.
Once again, Tan Liang was squeezed in the back and could only admire the backs of everyone's heads. He was so anxious that he quickly used Qinggong and jumped to the roof.
Unexpectedly, the roof was even more crowded than the one below, with all kinds of martial arts people standing on top. Tan Liang couldn't even find a place to stay, so he had to turn over and down again.
Just then, I heard a burst of noise from the front. Several swordsmen wearing sheepskin jackets blocked the team's way. The leader was dark and thin but had bright eyes. He suddenly raised his hand! A willow-leaf dart general
The gauze scarf on the plain piano surface fell off.
Everyone said "Oh!"
I saw that she was as bright and dignified as a lotus fairy, as fragrant and tender as a lily waiting to be bloomed. When she smiled, she could bring down the country and take away the lives of many heroes; when she cried, the pear blossoms and the rain could turn the iron stone into a loyal heart.
That's exactly what "Don't boast about being an enemy of thousands of people, for there is a Diao Chan who can turn the world around."
While everyone was watching with adoration, the swordsmen in sheepskin coats came to the office and dismissed the crowd. The thin black man actually lifted Su Qin out of the sedan chair and wanted to put her on the horse and kidnap her away!
This stirred up a hornet's nest! There were angry shouts from all over the house, and many people eagerly drew their weapons and wanted to chop him.
But the man was not in a hurry~ He opened his hands and said, "Fellow martial arts comrades! The Northwest Sword King Ma Long has fallen in love with this bitch and wants to pay a big price for her. Do you have any objections?" After speaking, he said softly.
Pulling aside his cloak, he revealed his sword.
Immediately there was a murmur from the crowd and it became much quieter.
Ma Long, the Northwestern Sword King, is not someone to be trifled with. His reputation as the number one swordsman south of the Yangtze River is not unreasonable. All those who came against him were killed by his sharp sword. He didn’t even take the government seriously. Once
A general was hunting with dozens of people. He accidentally broke into his territory and had a conflict with his apprentices. He cut them all down without saying a word, and no one came back alive. Later, the government sent troops to encircle and suppress them.
It was surrounded, but no one dared to enter his mountain stronghold. And he paid no attention to the officers and soldiers who approached him outside. He left whenever he wanted and came in when he wanted. Every time he went in and out, the officers and soldiers outside would docilely duck.
There was a way out. Later, the prefect who led the army saw that there was no other way and it was difficult to deal with the superiors, so he found a corpse and lied that he had beheaded him.
"Stop!" Just as everyone hesitated, a young man in white blocked the path of the Northwestern Sword King Ma Long.