Chapter 281

Beiliangzhou is adjacent to the town of Beicheng, and the folk custom is the closest. There is a Ranger in Baima town of beiliangzhou who likes to play sword. His kung fu is not high, but he likes to help the chivalry.

The Ranger's name is bi rang. He would rather starve himself than help others. He also likes to be fat.

On the seventh day of April in the 57th year of Haoran Li's life, Bi rang finally met the noble man of his life, a Taoist who didn't look like a Taoist and a monk who was very monk.

The Taoist said that he would be taught to practice sword, and the monk said that he would be taught to practice boxing. Then they started fighting. This is the most powerful person Bi rang has ever met in his life. He is the legendary immortal master. He is really the kind of person who is blessed with great fortune. He must be famous all over the world.

It's just that Bi rang didn't say any of these ideas. Maybe it's possible for others to make fun of themselves.

Monks are Xuanzang, Taoists are qiuzhibei. Of course, they are not apprentices, but pure preachers. Everyone in the world has their own mission, just big and small.

Qiuzhibei and Xuanzang sit opposite each other. Xuanzang eats steamed bread, qiuzhibei drinks tea and Bilang pays.

"Don't learn boxing from him. In the end, if you shave your head and become a monk, you can't drink wine, you can't eat meat, you can't even think about meeting a girl you like. What's the use of learning boxing Qiu ZhiBei said with a smile.

Xuanzang doesn't say what's wrong with qiuzhibei. After swallowing the last mouthful of white flour steamed bread, Xuanzang is sure to have the best steamed bread in the world. In addition to chanting sutras, persuading people to be good and to spend more time, monks in the temple are just as bad as qiuzhibei in cooking, "you can learn, I don't care."

"I mind!" Autumn know North speechless said.

"You mind Farting!"

"Are you a fart?"

"What? Want to fight? "

"You think I'm afraid of you?"

Bi rang propped up his chin and watched the two men quarrel again. He thought it was possible that they would cheat him. Although the two men really had noble demeanor and looked like the immortal master in the story, if they looked at their faces, wouldn't they have enough food and clothing?

"Two experts, it suddenly occurred to me that I still have something to do. I'll go first," Bi rang said, picking up his commonly worn iron sword. "We'll see you later if we don't change our green mountains and green waters."

Bi rang just got up and was held by Qiu ZhiBei. Qiu ZhiBei said with a smile, "what are you worried about?"

"Don't you just let it be?" Xuanzang said with a smile.

Qiu ZhiBei released Bi rang's hand, then shrugged, "OK, OK, in order not to give you a chance to beat me, I'll try my best to let this great swordsman leave."

Qiu ZhiBei smiles, Bi rang gets up and leaves. Before leaving, he does not forget to bow to them and say goodbye.

As far as Bi rang is concerned, his lifelong dream is to create a world of his own in the North Liangzhou, but he has no famous teacher and no money. That is to say, if he really wants to fight, that is, run, he may not be able to run.

Bi rang had no friends, but he was not alone. He felt that he was not alone in this world when there were wind, rain, thunder, plants, insects, fish, birds and beasts, sun, moon and stars.

He is not rich either, but he has enough to eat, and the whole family is not hungry. He is poor, but he can't afford to eat. If he really feels that he can't live, he will work hard and honestly.

But there are many people like him who think Bi rang is a good man and are willing to be brothers with him, because Bi rang has ten Liang silver and will lend them eight Liang, and then he will live a tight life.

Bi rang doesn't urge to pay back the money or even ask for it. Anyway, some people can't find it at all. He just says that he won't borrow anything when his acquaintances borrow more times and don't pay back the money. Bi rang has his own way of doing these things. He never keeps an account book because he can't write, but he knows in his heart and who it is.

There are white horses in Baima town. What bierang wants most is a white horse, but it's very expensive. It's good to have a look and listen to it. If you have money, you can buy it again. Of course, bierang's good temper doesn't really allow him to beat and scold. As long as he doesn't touch bierang's bottom line, he seldom cares.

It was only when he was an adult that he killed for the first time. He saved an old man and was falsely given 500 taels of silver, which was all the belongings left by his parents. Later he learned that the mayor had given 300 taels and the old man's children had given 200 taels. As for whether the old man was alive or dead, he didn't remember very much. Anyway, he didn't live long.

Bi rang killed the couple, also killed the mayor, and then fled to Baima town. Of course, it was not far from here, but Bi rang also became a man of the green forest.

In the following years, Bi rang did a lot of good deeds. He rarely killed people, and he also reasoned with others. A person's experience is the truth. No matter good or bad, it is not as beautiful as the flat tone rhythm in the book, but it is the most memorable and understandable.

Bi rang is a man who seldom works honestly and earns money. He likes to drink, but he never drinks much; Like to listen to storytelling, but never pay; I like beautiful women, but I never go to brothels, and I don't tease good women, unless I get to know them and have a better relationship with them, and then I just say two dirty words.

In Baima Town, Bi rang was a well-known person in the Jianghu. In the words of those people, he should have starved to death so long ago, so Bi rang believed that good people would be rewarded.

Bi rang built his own thatched cottage in the countryside of Baima town. Although it was leaky, it could keep out the wind and rain, eat and clothe well, and live without anything. He didn't think it was very bad. A bad life would be good as long as he was willing to work hard. As long as those who didn't work hard and didn't live well, they would say it was useless to work hard.

Working hard on life may not get what you want in the end, but it is different in the process.

Qiu ZhiBei said to Xuanzang, "that boy has a Buddhist destiny. Do you want to share his martial arts?"

"It's like there's no destiny." Xuanzang turns his mouth. If his elder martial brother and Qiu ZhiBei's elder martial brother really have a big fight with Shi Qinglian, it's either Ling Yun or Chen Nian. So it doesn't matter if they work together.

It's a pity that I've got a lot to do with Chen Diao temple. With Chen Diao temple's character, as long as there is a 14-15 border in the future, it's either blocked at the gate of Baiyu capital or under Lingshan mountain. Anyway, it's bound to be endless.

"This kind of thing that offends people is really a pain in the head!" Qiu ZhiBei sighs.

The monk touched his bald head, and his forehead was shining. When he touched it, there was a light golden light. Qiu ZhiBei was surprised, "what a big golden pearl. I don't know how much it will cost?"

Xuanzang patted off qiuzhibei's hand and said, "don't leave now?"

"No, it's a long road. It's hard to walk alone."

Xuanzang recites the Buddha's name in a low voice. In autumn, he knows that the north wind is far away. He says, "monk, we are destined to meet again."

Seeing off the God of pestilence, there is nothing better than this. Xuanzang sighs. This is the fate of the world. The cause and effect is right and wrong, the Buddhas do not avoid it, and the gods and demons are like this. All the gods and demons are still themselves. The gods and demons in the heaven and the world are not "human".

With a low voice, the monk stepped on the auspicious clouds and left.

At night, Bi rang, who was sleeping soundly in the grass bed, learned the Fu Mo Quan and Luohan Quan in his dream. When he woke up in the morning, he found that there was a book beside his pillow. Fortunately, it wasn't recorded. Although there were some, it didn't matter. A set of swordsmanship and a set of boxing, Bi rang didn't care whether it was true or not. Anyway, he practiced first.

As far away as Nanye, the old man still plays chess alone. He just feels a little unhappy and unfair. The more he thinks about it, the more angry he gets. Like the younger generation trapped in the small town, some things they can do and some things they can't do.

……

On April 11, Lingyun's life became more and more compact. He practiced boxing and sword, and looked at the shops. In his spare time, he had to read and practice calligraphy, and then cook.

Ling Yun doesn't feel tired on such a day, on the contrary, he feels full.

Three days later, there were very few guests. Ling Yun didn't worry. He went up to the city wall, rubbed his hands, took out a pot of wine and handed it to Yi Yi. Yi Yi knocked on Ling Yun gently. "That's the attention of master?"

"What else do we talk about? Master, what's the taste of this wine? "Jianxiu in Zhenbei city doesn't drink wine. It's the same with braised meat instead of meat. It doesn't taste like that." if you're satisfied, go down and sit down? "

More than ten realms are immortal realms. These days, there is no immortal realms to sit down. However, some things may not really be immortal realms.

"What if I don't want to go?" It's easy to ask.

Ling Yun blinked, "master, why don't I give you 20%

"Do you think master likes money?" Easily asked with a smile.

Ling Yun rolled his eyes and said, "master."

Easy, yeah.

Ling Yun grabs Yi's sleeve and acts like a child. It's easy to feel helpless. She didn't realize that her apprentice still has this side before. Only after she knows something, she thinks that maybe sometimes Ling Yun pretends to do it, and sometimes he really wants to do it. But no matter when she is a master, she has to be a teacher, It's better to follow him.

"What's in it for me?" It's easy to make fun of.

Ling Yun said with a smile, "drink for free. In the future, as long as master comes, drinks will be free."

Because it's a partnership. If it's easy to drink for free, it's Ling Yun's own money. Of course, it's not easy to think about these things, just follow Ling Yun's mind.

Ling Yun knew that Shifu would promise himself, so he had already made a good bet. As long as Shifu could come to drink, he would definitely make a steady profit.

It's just like when someone started the shop and asked Ling Yun to introduce him. That's the person Ling Yun was looking for. Being honest is a good thing. It's normal to use some harmless means. It's not murder.

"Ice snow Sword Fairy comes to tavern easily ~"

This is the way Ling Yun came up with. As long as the master came here to sit down and take care of it, it was full of friends. Yanci and Baoya were eating melon seeds and hummed, "I said that Ling Yun would invite his master even if he risked his life."

"If you get beaten up and make money, I'll do it." Baoya said with a smile.

Yan CI has been able to see the scene that Ling Yun's tavern is full of people. This guy is really good at business. He is easy to sit in the tavern and drink slowly. Ling Yun sets up many jars of wine to introduce them one by one. His smile has gradually changed from sincere to flattering, and then to smirk. The more wine master drinks, the more he can sell in the future.

Of course, the "Fairy" effect is only one of them. The most important thing is the quality and reputation. Under the deliberate propaganda of Ling Yun, the boring sword fairies and sword gods in Zhenbei city are as energetic as those who ate Huichun pills. The man who is often beaten down the city wall with one sword sits down and shouts, "Mr. Ling, Give me two blue bridges

Easy cold looked at the man, the man neck a shrink, changed his tongue: "a pot of bamboo leaf green!"

"Well, the bamboo leaves are green and the bowl is eight gold!" Ling Yun returned.

"You're a gangster?"

Easily turned his head to stare at the man, and the man said, "only eight gold, come to the jar!"

"A jar of 100 gold!"

"Come on!"

……

Qi Muling stood outside the wine shop with his sword in his arms. He had planned to drink wine, but when he heard the price, he weighed his money bag. Alas, he had better stay.

It's easy to be here. The sword practitioners are not stingy. There is also a lot of wailing in the gambling house where they don't want to. Qi Muling is thinking about whether to make a partnership with Ling Yun in the gambling house.