"Have you heard?"
"What's up? Tell me."
In an ordinary teahouse, several Jianghu people with swords ordered a pot of wine and two dishes.
A man with a scar on his face took a sip of wine and said, "a few days ago, there was constant news that great Xia Lu and great Xia Shui made peace with the blood knife father. In particular, great Xia Shui's daughter was insulted by the people of the blood knife family. There was no way but to compromise. After coming out of the mountain, everyone saw the blood knife father go away smartly, and no one stopped him."
"How is it possible? Don't great Xia Liu and great Xia Hua care?"
Scar man shook his head. "You've just come here. I don't know what's going on here. Great Xia Liu is dead. It's said that it's related to great Xia Lu and water. Great Xia Hua can't stand alone ~ ~"
A Jianghu man with a hat patted the table, "scar Hu, fart your mother. Falling flowers and flowing water are like brothers. How can you do such a fratricidal thing."
"Yes, scar, don't talk nonsense. If you say something wrong these days, your life won't be guaranteed." Another man sipped his wine and shook his head, obviously not believing it.
When scar saw that several people didn't believe him, he sneered, "the four heroes of falling flowers and flowing water have always entered and retreated together. Can you go to see the Liu family now? If you don't believe it, go to see the Hua family now. Will Hua come to visit elsewhere? I also heard that great Xia Lu and great Xia Shui have gone to the blood knife door, and the people are not there."
Seeing scar's vows, the three hesitated. Who is right about things in the Jianghu? People are separated from each other.
From the initial disbelief to the present doubt, the three may not be aware of it. Now they are listening to these messages like scar Hu da.
At this time, another person appeared from the side. "You know, it's too old-fashioned. Great Xia Hua died and died in the snow valley. The flower family went to collect the body. It's too miserable. The whole back was smashed."
People in the Jianghu were stunned. This kind of information is too powerful and needs to be digested.
In the Jianghu, information is very important. After all, you have to hurry. Sometimes a timely message may save people's lives.
For example, if a person seeks revenge from another person, it will take several days to ride a horse day and night for hundreds of miles. As a result, once he arrives, he will go to someone else for trouble, and it happens that someone has hired a helper. Isn't that a sheep into a tiger's mouth.
If this person asks for information from a restaurant and inn when he gets there, he may receive the information that people ask for help. That's one life less.
Therefore, ordinary Jianghu people are very keen to inquire about information. Of course, many information is both true and false, which requires people with a lot of Jianghu experience to distinguish the news that is most beneficial to them.
The news of scar Hu is not said by one person, and the local people don't know what's going on. Three or four days ago, such rumors began to increase.
Coincidentally, Lu Tianshu and Shui Dai were just sent out by Yang Xuan to find Jinbo Xunhua. The wind direction of public opinion was completely one-sided, and there was no one to explain.
Of course, there are still some people who support Lu Tianshu and Shui Dai. Unfortunately, three people become tigers and everyone rushes to gold. Before long, the voice of opposition was drowned in the stream of public opinion.
This day, the four didn't go out to play. Shuisheng angrily returned home.
In the courtyard, an epoch-making chair stands out by the lake.
Yang Xuan sat on the rocking chair, shaking constantly and keeping his eyes closed. After today's good food, good drink and good sleep, he obviously recovered a lot. There was a set of Kung Fu tea set on the tea table next to him.
Two servant girls were standing aside. As long as Yang Xuan stretched out his hand and immediately brought Yang Xuan Tea and water, the landlord's life in ancient times was really good.
The two little girls are still young. It is estimated that they have not reached the age of hairpin. The owner of the house told them that they are very distinguished guests, so the two little girls dare not neglect at all. Even if they stand behind Yang Xuan, Qiong's frozen nose is red and dare not go away for half a minute.
The four came to Yang Xuan along the curved bridge. Shuisheng was very popular, just like a ball.
Yang Xuan didn't open his eyes and said, "what's the matter? It's good to go out in the morning. It's fried as soon as he comes back."
"Brother Xuan, people outside have spread the word that uncle Lu and my father killed Uncle Liu and then talked with the bloody father to get back his life. I'm sorry to say some rude words. They, they also say that I was insulted by the old monk..."
Shuisheng's eyes turned red as he spoke. Ancient women always paid attention to fame and integrity. A big girl with yellow flowers was ugly when she was said a few words, not to mention by the whole local people.
Yang Xuan pointed at the two little girls behind him. One girl came behind Yang Xuan and shook up his chair for him. The other girl made tea for Yang Xuan and brought it to Yang Xuan's hand.
"Shuisheng, how is your Kung Fu practice?"
The angry Shuisheng was stunned and sighed slightly, "no, not much practice?"
"Why not practice?"
"They all say that about me. I'm not in the mood."
Yang Xuan sipped his tea. If Lu Tianshu was a middle-school sophomore and heard anything unfair, he would be like a powder keg. Then Shuidai was a young man of literature and art. The yard pruning at home was very artistic, and the tea standing at home was top-grade.
"This is also a matter? It's easy to solve. Either kill all the people who chew their tongue, or improve their strength so that others dare not say you. Third..."
"What is the third?"
"The third is to find out who spread the rumors..."
Shuisheng stamped his foot. He was so stupid and patronized anger. He didn't find anything unusual, or the rumor spread too fast.
"Do you think it's my cousin? I haven't shown up since brother Xuan taught me a lesson last time."
"Not him." Yang Xuan said firmly.
"Could that be the life and death enemies of my father and my uncles?"
"Peach, tell me."
The peach who watched the joke nearby was stunned and said, "ask me? How do I know that I'm not from here? If I were you, I'd better cut down who makes rumors and who talks nonsense."
"Well, peaches have the same temper as me, but they are suitable for outsiders. Living here for generations has a great impact. Don't worry about them, a group of clowns."
After questioning, Yang Xuan didn't make it clear, so everyone stopped asking. Jiayi understood that Yang Xuan had a plan in mind at this time. This kind of thing needs to be solved. For Yang Xuan, it depends on whether he is willing or not.
Yang Xuan didn't intend to intervene. After all, he's going back. The world is turning upside down. Does he have half a dime to do with himself? Whether they can help or not depends on whether they can bring back what they need.
It's easy to say if you can bring it back. Hum ~ ~ ~ you won't have to live so comfortable in that day.