Xie Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly: "Go home? Jinling is not my home, my home is in the old capital."

As dull as Zhou Fei, he felt that his smile contained a lot of other things, but before she could think about it, Xie Yun bluntly avoided the topic and asked, "Why do you want to go back to...home? ?"

When Zhou Fei mentioned this, she felt a little ashamed, but the truth is the truth, she said truthfully: "I'm not good at home, so I have to go back to practice."

Xie Yun's expression suddenly became very strange.

Zhou Fei: "What?"

Xie Yun dipped a little wine, drew a hill on the table, drew a line near the top of the mountain, and said, "If you say that experts are divided into nine categories, then you block Zheng Luosheng in a small narrow road and kill him. The person who cut through his palm can still retreat completely... Although it is a little bit of the advantage that the opponent underestimates the enemy, but you don't even have a weapon in your hand. You can do this step, which proves that you Today's skill is enough to become a second-rate. It's just that you are a 'second-rate' unlucky, you have never met all the rogues all over the world, and the ones you have met are big people who make people feel fearful, and it seems a bit awkward."

Zhou Fei didn't take it seriously after hearing this, and thought with disapproval, "You are a scholar who writes small songs, you can sing, why are you twisting."

Xie Yun turned his brush upside down again, and the slightly cracked barrel swiped again on the wine stain, and said, "But you don't have to be complacent, this way is like climbing a mountain. Experts, such as some famous seniors... For example, they are about Qimen's Daoist, Huojiabao's fortress, etc. Above the first-class, are top-notch experts, very few, no matter how famous, but as long as you say it, The north and south martial arts must be like thunder."

Zhou Fei heard that there was some spirit here, because this is not a martial arts technical evaluation, but an anecdote. In this regard, no one she knew could be right with Xie Yun, so she asked: "Who is the top expert? Someone like the Big Dipper and the Four Saints?"

Xie Yun let out a "uh", raised his eyebrows and said, "Mu Xiaoqiao does not count, Zheng Luosheng does not count, Shen Tianshu counts, Qiu Tianji is probably not enough - although Zheng Luosheng ranks first among the Four Sages, it is because he has a gang A dog who can fight and kill, and has deep scheming and endless tricks, this kind of person is very dangerous, and can kill you if you are not careful, but if you want to say that he is a top expert, I am afraid not to mention others, the other three of the four saints Individuals will scoff at it.”

Zhou Fei heard it unconsciously.

Xie Yun added: "Above the top masters are the master-level figures. Do you know what the difference between the two is?"

Zhou Fei asked, "What?"

Seeing her leaning forward slightly, Xie Yun couldn't help but move stupidly. He deliberately poured himself a bowl of wine, until Zhou Fei's hands started to itch, and he said slowly. : "The difference between the two is that there are top masters in every generation, but there are not necessarily master-level characters."

"The pair of senior brothers and sisters in Ku Rong's hands are both good and evil, and the two are divided into a secret school, which is slightly different. Bei Dao Guan Feng returned early, leaving an apprentice who has not yet become famous, has fallen, and is a little worse. The first floor. However, Shanchuan Jian is the uncrowned respect of martial arts, and Nandao established a school and complemented the unique skills. These two people are truly masters of a generation. Twenty years ago, the Central Plains martial arts talents were born in large numbers, and it was the peak time. , how many unique skills have reappeared in the world, how many anecdotes are still talked about today—”

Zhou Fei was trembling with jitters when he said a few words.

The pen in Xie Yun's hand suddenly swiped on the table, and the half-gān hill was painted into a ball by him, and his voice changed abruptly: "But this era of bright stars is too short-lived, a gust of wind is over, Shanchuanjian and Nandao died one after another, Kurong's hand disappeared, and the northern sword was sealed. Even if there are descendants like Lingtang, they are also burdened by the complicated affairs of the turbulent Forty-eight Villages. These years have not made much progress, and I will take a step forward in the future. , I'm afraid it won't be easy. Shen Tianshu attacked Huojiabao viciously, and it is obvious that he wants to swallow the world's extraordinary achievements, but also because he wants to go to the next level - it's a pity that he was able to come up with such bad ideas and dirty tricks , I think he should pull it down."

He let go of his hand and let the cracked old pen fall on the table with a "pop".

Zhou Fei's heart skipped a beat.

Xie Yun said in a low voice: "The thief moved to the country, and Jinling disintegrated. The mountains collapsed, and the fate of perilous death was fulfilled, and there must be a sadness of death (note)...Do you think it is God's will or man-made?"

At this moment, the blind man's piano sound stopped for a moment, and Xie Yun's voice also stopped. He turned his eyes, as if he had walked out of the ancient and modern inventory he had just checked, and took out a little change from his arms. Hand it to Zhou Fei and said, "I think those two are going to close the stall, give them a ride for me."

Zhou Fei finally regained her senses, and wondered, "Aren't you still writing ditty songs by yourself? How do you go, where do you go, and where do you use justice and money?"

Xie Yun waved his hand and said: "The things outside the body, the expedient measures, cannot be ignored, but they are not that important. It is not as precious as the fate of meeting in the world. Take it."

Zhou Fei was immediately confused by the sour tone, and realized that Mr. Xie was indeed a competent writer of ditty stories. She grabbed the change, poured another cup of tea, and brought it to the hoarse singer, saying: : "Sister, take a break."

The singer got up and thanked her, took the money she handed over cautiously, and whispered, "Since the girl has given the reward, let's order a song."

Zhou Fei didn't expect that the money would not be finished, and she was worried.

Not to mention the tunes, she hadn't even heard a few folk songs. The disfigured singer had a sad face, and she sang miserably. It really wasn't a good pastime in the middle of the night. She was trying to figure out how to keep her from being noticed. Don't like to hear it, Xie Yun also took the pen and ink and walked over, and said, "There's nothing wrong with a child's family, and the lady doesn't have to waste her voice with her, telling her a lively story to coax her to go to bed earlier. That's it."

Zhou Fei: "..."

She realized that she seemed to have offended Xie Yun again at some point, because this sentence still sounded like irony.

Seeing them being so polite, the singer was a little flattered, and after thinking about it, she pressed her throat softly and said, "In that case, let me talk about a current event with the two of you, hearsay, it's not necessarily true, Bo Zhujun smiled In recent days, I heard that there have been several major events in the northern and southern borders, and there is also an incredible person."

Zhou Fei and the others came from the north-south border. After listening to this beginning, she felt a sense of substitution, and she immediately became interested. She picked up a bowl of rice wine, drank it slowly, and listened carefully.

"It is said that this person is a heroine, who lives in seclusion in the mountains and has acquired magical powers in the world. When he shows up, he is very extraordinary."

While listening, Zhou Fei thought: "Woman, it's amazing, she's still near the northern and southern borders... It's not Duan Jiuniang, right?"

Although the singing girl's voice was soft, it was very fascinating, and she continued: "...As soon as she left the customs, she encountered the Big Dipper seven dogs attacking Huojiabao and surrounding Huarong City. At that time, the people in the city were panicked, and it was the girl Xia, with his own strength, defeated Beidou, killed Lu Cunxing, rushed out of a bloody road, unscathed, floated away, and then traveled thousands of miles alone to Hengshan, the inn struggled, and set up a clever trick to lead out the big devil of the Qinglong Lord, and intercepted him in At the foot of Mount Heng, everyone praises her—you know who she is after?"

Zhou Fei choked a mouthful of rice wine into her trachea and coughed to the death.

The singer thought that Zhou Fei was too fascinated by the story, so she smiled and said, "It is said that after this female hero is Nan Dao, twenty years later, the Snow Breaker has reappeared in the arena."

☆、Chapter 65

"If your words are reliable..."

The carriage rolled forward, and the flatterer who pulled the carriage strode forward in all directions. Zhou Fei snatched half of Xie Yun's dominance of the carriage driver's seat. Lingshan Xiushui, complexion a little dignified.

Xie Yun protested: "My words are always reliable. How many people have you seen who can be like me, all the big things and small things all over the world are familiar?"

What is there to be proud of with long ears and broken mouths?

Zhou Fei didn't want to quarrel with him, waved her hand, and said simply and roughly, "According to your 'level' argument, I'm at best a second-rate person."

Xie Yun snorted and continued: "It can be counted when the state is good."

Zhou Fei rolled her eyes: "What did you hear that storyteller say about me?"

Xie Yun shook his head and said, "I jumped two levels in a row, beat the top masters, and went straight to the first generation of grandmasters - the other grandmasters are not worth mentioning, all beards and children, in terms of beauty and beauty. It's not as good as you, I almost knelt down to you when I heard it, hero, when I'm young, I don't care about anything else, do I just drive the car for you? When are you going to stab the old Jade Emperor down? "

Wu Chuchu inexplicably lifted the curtain of the car, stuck his head out and asked, "What are you talking about? Uh... No, you two started talking again?"

Xie Yun said without looking back, "We are talking about the story of a famous man named Zhou Duandao."

Zhou Fei: "... believe it or not, I kick you down?"

"I don't believe it," Xie Yunyou said confidently, "Kick me down, and Zhou Daxia can drive the carriage to the southern border."

Zhou Fei: "..."

Xie Yun still refused to accept it as soon as he saw it, and said endlessly: "Just like you, a 'hero' who does not work hard and does not distinguish between five grains, you will really have to beg for food when you can't figure it out. By the way, hero, you Can you sing 'Shu Lai Bao'? How about I teach you a few words temporarily?"

Zhou Fei couldn't bear it any longer, and swept it out with one foot. Xie Yun was like a dexterous leaf, "floating" out gently, making a thrilling and beautiful gesture in mid-air, and gracefully swept up to the roof of the car. Sitting down in a leisurely manner.

Wu Chuchu subconsciously reached out to cover his head - for fear that his old man would collapse the roof of the car.

Zhou Fei whipped the horse heavily, and she didn't know if she couldn't keep up, or if the horse pulling the cart had calluses three feet thick on the buttocks, and she refused to accelerate any more. After twisting, he still walked forward unhurriedly.

Zhou Fei said angrily, "This is actually a donkey stepping on stilts."

She listened to the sensational "Wulin anecdote" of the singer, and she didn't sleep well for several nights. Sometimes she dreamed that the Four Saints of the Big Dipper gathered a circle of Tai Chi gossip to besiege her. The whip whipped her like a spinning top, causing her to tiptoe around for hundreds of turns. The next day she woke up still dizzy.

But how did such a rumour of no smoke come out?

Zhou Fei suddenly frowned, came up with a possibility, and asked Xie Yun on the roof of the car, "Do you think Shen Tianshu is behind me?"

"Why yīn?" Xie Yun's voice came from the roof of the car, "Tell the world that you were defeated by a huáng maiden?"

Zhou Fei: "..."

That's right, Shen Tianshu and the others who have been famous for a long time, can't do such a shameful thing - besides, it's really unnecessary to deal with her a nobody.

Xie Yun said slowly again: "You don't often run on the rivers and lakes, you may not know very well, the big guy has been holding grudges against Beidou for a long time, every ten days and a half months, a greedy star is beaten by some wild child. The rumors crawling all over the floor are beyond even Shen Tianshu himself, and generally no one will take it seriously."

Zhou Fei asked strangely, "Whoever has nothing to spare to make up such rumors, is it interesting?"

"Yes," Xie Yun swayed his long legs with great ease, "when everyone is cynical in the quagmire, they always hope that a hero will be born. But... your situation is special. One point, coincidentally, the Azure Dragon Lord really died."

There was a lot of fish and dragons next to the Sanchūn Inn, and no one knew how many people stretched their necks behind the window to watch the excitement. Zhou Fei fought with Jiulongsou at the Sanchūn Inn, and it was indeed a big disturbance.

Later in Hengshan, except for the three of them and Yin Pei, everyone else died in the secret passage - Yin Pei didn't even want to admit his surname Yin, and he wouldn't spread rumors or clarify anything in public.

Anyway, the Snowbreaker really haunted the Sanchūn Inn, and the Azure Dragon Lord died inexplicably not long after.

From an outsider's point of view, it seems a bit like the real thing.

Huarong's story must be mostly hearsay, but Sanchūn Inn's story can be spread as false.

A fledgling young man, who really dared to single out the Azure Dragon Lord, and floated away after winning the head... Then the fact that she defeated Shen Tianshu suddenly sounded a lot.

Zhou Fei said gruffly, "My mother will definitely kill me."

Xie Yun poked his head out from the roof of the car: "You still think about your mother? Alas, you really don't know the world. Ah Fei, I advise you, from now on, hold your tail and be a human being. If you can't do anything, try not to follow along. If you do it, try to pretend to be dead before returning to Shu, and let them pass it on, as long as you don't show up and don't make new troubles, they'll forget about it after a while."

Zhou Fei's thinking is relatively simple, she is not afraid of anything else, mainly Li Jinrong has always said that she has not obtained the true inheritance of the Snowbreaker. It was not enough to discredit the ancestors, so he snorted at that time, agreeing with Xie Yun's words.

It may be that the previous period was too thrilling, and the following period was simply peaceful.

Xie Yun finished writing his absurd new play, Zhou Fei finally drove the carriage smoothly, and Wu Chuchu became less and less reserved.

I don't know if there was a sudden pressure from the outside world. Zhou Fei seemed to be a crammed school child. Every day, she was afraid that others would hold her for "exams". She had to seize all the time and hone her snowbreaker day and night. .

She is not idle even when she is eating. Zhou Fei often eats and her eyes are straight, staring at the tip of the chopsticks without blinking.

Xie Yun stretched out his chopsticks and shook it in front of her very handily: "Hey..."

Zhou Fei didn't even think about it, she flipped her wrist and used the wooden chopsticks as a knife. She knocked on the chopsticks with a "split sea" move, and Xie Yun's chopsticks folded in response.

Xie Yun: "..."

Wu Chuchu had no choice but to come forward to mediate: "You can't eat without talking or sleeping, and you can't even fight!"

Of course, Zhou Fei didn't hide too much. After all, no one could guess that the so-called "Successor of the Southern Knife" had grown like this. In the rumors that became more and more strange along the way, Zhou Fei's image had changed from a "five and three rough carry". The heroine of the big sword", became "the big monster with green face and fangs slapping the dead bear with one palm".

All the way to Shaoyang safely, Xie Yun's "Jackdaw" was officially finished, and the three settled down.

In the evening, Xie Yun started to make a makeover for himself. He put on two mustaches for himself. He didn't know how to smear it a few times, and made a few wrinkles on his face. The son-in-law dressed up as a middle-aged scholar with a mouth full of "wow, woe", and he was so vivid that he was almost a living person.