Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

Stab it.

A large spoonful of hot oil penetrates into the creamy yellow pickled fish along with the chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns piled on top of the tower, immediately stimulating a warm aroma that is slightly pungent.

Yang Ge turned around with the spoon and went to scoop a second spoonful of hot oil into the smoking pan. As soon as he turned around, Zhao Yun appeared out of nowhere and leaned over the steaming pot of pickled fish. His smooth nose twitched and sniffed the warm aroma.

Hey... don't drool into the bowl.

Yang Ge pushed her away in disgust and poured the second spoonful of hot oil into the second pot of pickled fish in a casserole: If you want to eat, use chopsticks!

Zhao Yuan's eyes lit up, and he took out the chopsticks he had prepared for him, picked up a piece of snow-white fish meat, and fed it into his mouth. It was so hot that he stuck out his tongue: Ah, it's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious...

Before I could even swallow the fish in my mouth, my chopsticks had already reached into the bowl to pick up the second piece of fish.

Slow down, be careful...

Yang Ge nagged her softly. He quickly covered the casserole with the lid and put it into the bamboo basket. He slowly and carefully took off the apron around his waist, picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and put it into his mouth to taste it. .

The pepper is wrong, but it still doesn't make sense...

He put down his chopsticks, shook his head regretfully and sighed.

Authentic Sichuan and Chongqing pickled fish should use good Guizhou dried chilies and Sichuan peppercorns to remove the fishy smell and enhance the flavor.

The chili powder he got back from Brother Zhang's rice noodle stall was a paste of spicy shell chili peppers that had been roasted over a charcoal fire. Compared with the normal chili noodles, it had a slightly burnt aroma and was used for cooking. Noodles and boiled noodles certainly have their own flavor, but when used to cook pickled fish...it's almost boring.

Huh? Doesn't this even make sense?

Zhao Yuan raised his head, his mouth was shiny and his eyes were shining: How delicious would it be if it didn't taste so bad?

Yang Ge glanced at her and laughed out loud.

Zhao Yu looked at him doubtfully: Second brother, why are you laughing?

Yang Ge shook his head: It's okay, I just saw you eating like this and reminded me of a good friend.

Zhao Yu said Oh, not only was he not annoyed, but he also asked curiously: Which friend? Have I seen him?

Yang Ge shook his head: I haven't seen him before. He hasn't been to our inn yet.

Zhao Yuan: Oh, that's a pity, your friends are so interesting...

You're the funniest!

Yang Ge put down his chopsticks and picked up the bamboo basket: Eat slowly and save some for me.

Zhao Yuan hurriedly put down his chopsticks: Is this for the godfather? I'll deliver it, I'll deliver it!

Yang Ge looked at her in surprise and smiled sincerely: You still have some conscience!

He handed the bamboo basket to Zhao Yu: Be careful, don't spill it.

Why!

Zhao Yuan walked out quickly with the bamboo basket in his arms: Don't finish eating, leave some for me...

…

Jinling, Confucius Temple.

Yang Tiansheng took his chopsticks and flipped through the various foods on the table with interest. Finally, he threw the chopsticks away in frustration: Ah, why are they either salty or sweet? I'm far behind Yang Laoer's skills!

Xiang Wudi was sitting opposite him, eating salted duck. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at him in confusion: Second brother, can you cook?

Yang Tiansheng suddenly said: I almost forgot, you have never tasted Yang Laoer's craftsmanship!

Xiang Wudi had a black question mark on his face: ‘Is it my fault? ’

Yang Tiansheng grabbed a duck leg and gnawed on it bite by bite, and asked casually: How are you doing lately?

Xiang Wudi: That's it.

Yang Tiansheng: What's that like?

Xiang Wudi: You do that and I do that.

The two looked at each other and sighed.

Yang Tiansheng sighed and said: Without Yang Laoer, the world would be as lonely as snow!

Xiang Wudi also had a pained expression on his face: Let's talk about it, is there a possibility that it's just because there is a monster like the second brother in the world that I am so lonely as snow?

Yang Tiansheng thought for a while and nodded in agreement with his statement: That's true. Anyone with such a big Buddha squatting on his head must be a vegetarian!

The two looked at each other again and sighed in unison again.

After such a heated experience as the Eastward Expedition, the trivial disputes in the rivers and lakes could not arouse their attention at all, and they were not even interested in watching the excitement.

With the addition of the Japanese group, these people have basically achieved the freedom of wealth, and trivial profits are simply not in their eyes. It can even be said that they are too lazy to bend down to pick them up when they are delivered to their door.

Somehow, the days are getting more and more boring...

Even when practicing martial arts, most of the time you are competing with yourself. The pressure from the outside world cannot be said to be completely absent, or it can be said to be almost nonexistent.

After the two of them looked at each other in silence for a long time, Xiang Wudi steeled himself and asked, By the way, I haven't asked you yet, why is your leader going to the building outside the building?

Yang Tiansheng came to Jinling with Yang Potian, the leader of their Ming Cult.

The Xiang family is in Suzhou, very close to Jinling. Xiang Wudi learned that Yang Tiansheng came to Jinling and made a special trip to Jinling to have a reunion with him.

The leader didn't say anything.

Yang Tiansheng took a sip of wine and replied casually: But I guess he must have come to ask Tao Zun about Yang Lao'er's strength. After all, when Yang Lao Er killed the unknown master, Tao Zun was the only one present, and The haughty and respectful attitude outside the building and in front of the building is a bit too obvious.

ah?

Xiang Wudi looked at Yang Tiansheng in surprise, shocked both by his wit and his calmness: Aren't you worried?

Yang Tiansheng glanced at him confusedly: What are you worried about?

Xiang Wudi: Your leader came all this way to find out the strength of the second brother... Are you sure he is not planning to attack the second brother? You and the second brother are brothers. If your two families really fight, how will you behave in the middle?

Oh, you're talking about this?

Yang Tiansheng suddenly realized, and immediately raised a finger, and said leisurely: First, our leader inquires about Yang Lao'er's strength, which does not mean that he wants to attack Yang Lao'er. People at their level... you Understand that everyone likes to be in control of everything. Yang Laoer suddenly appeared, and as soon as he showed up, he showed an invincible attitude of beating up anyone who refused to accept it. They must try every means to find out Yang Laoer's true strength, and then take action against him. There are ten sets of eight ways to deal with it, so you’ll be prepared!”

As he said that, he raised his second finger: Second, I have known Yang Laoer for many years, and I have learned something, that is, you should never look at Yang Laoer now with the same eyes as before, even if it is three or five years old. The Yang Laoer of a few months ago may be very different from the Yang Laoer of today... Just like, if you look at Yang Laoer now, and then look at the young master now, can you imagine the first time he met the young master? When you were holding Yang Laoer, did you ever press him down and beat him?

To sum up, even if our leader really wants to attack Yang Lao'er, if he uses those outdated methods to deal with Yang Lao'er, he will only hit his head and bleed!

Based on the friendship between Young Master and Yang Laoer, as long as our leader doesn't do everything right, he won't be seriously injured.

A man as smart as him would tie me up in his belt even though he came to Jinling to inquire about Yang Laoer's background. How could he be so stupid that he doesn't leave a way out for himself?

If he is really that stupid, I might even be able to sit on the throne of our Ming Cult leader...

What do you think the young master is worried about?

Xiang Wudi opened his mouth, and his pupils were shocked as he looked at Yang Tiansheng in front of him, who spoke the most rebellious words in the most gentle tone, and felt a little doubtful in his heart: 'Is this guy really Yang Tiansheng? Is this really what I can listen to without paying for it? ’

Yang Tiansheng looked at his eyes and felt happy.

Unexpectedly, I secretly made up the class!

Before Xiang Wudi could speak again, a burly, dark-skinned, middle-aged man in sackcloth, with a heavy smell of sweat on his body and a thick machete on his back, walked up to their dining table. Sit down slowly.

The two of them glanced at the visitor indifferently, and Xiang Wudi said softly: Friend, are you sitting in the wrong place?

It's not the wrong seat.

The visitor grinned, with gleaming eyes, big yellow teeth, and an unruly and ferocious smile, like a wild beast that had just walked out of the deep mountains and forests: 'Overlord Spear' Xiang Wudi, 'Rising Sun Sword' Yang Tiansheng, can you teach someone how to find it easily?

The two looked at each other, with a slight smile on their lips.

Then, this smile slowly spread, the corners of his mouth slowly cracked, and the corners of his eyes slowly raised, until it turned into a wild laugh.

Hahaha……

Both of them slapped the dining table and laughed, their smiles even more unruly and fierce than those of the previous guests.

Yang Ge was not the only one who came back from Japan.

Yang Ge was also not the only one who endured the hardship.

The momentum that the visitor had been brewing for a long time was almost extinguished by the laughter of the two of them. He suddenly smashed the dining table with his palm and said angrily: How many times are you laughing!

But the two of them were still laughing loudly as if no one was watching, as if the visitor didn't exist.

I come?

Suddenly, the two of them suppressed their smiles at the same time and said in unison.

As soon as they finished speaking, both of them opened their eyes wide and said angrily in unison again: Why are you here?

The visitor was completely angered by the two men's contemptuous attitude towards treating him as a dish. He roared with a ferocious expression, suddenly drew his sword and smashed the tile roof of the restaurant, and swept the two people into the sword light.

The next second, a sword energy and a bit of gun light shredded the sword light and rose into the sky.

Oh, what's the idea?

So, let me do it!

Don't think about it, the sword comes out!

Only a high-pitched sword sound was heard, and several sword lights shot into the sky from around the restaurant, turning into swimming fish and spinning endlessly around Yang Tiansheng's figure in the sky.

Damn it, why have you mastered this move? Fortunately, okay, I have also improved a little bit...here comes the gun!

Xiang Wudi, who was also standing in the air, raised the red tassel gun in his hand and pointed it towards the sky. The surging energy flowed along the gun body and faced the wind. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a terrifying gun that was more than 30 meters long and as thick as a beam. !

Damn it, you kid doesn't have martial ethics!

Yang Tiansheng in the other compartment looked at the terrifying gun and also exclaimed in surprise.

The strong man in linen below looked at the two stalwart figures in mid-air, one wielding eight swords and the other holding a big gun. He felt pitiful, weak, and helpless...

Haha, you think you are the only one who is diligent? Now, there is only one enemy, so don't blame me for not being able to show my loyalty to the landlord... First come, first served!

Oh, can you be faster than me?

Thieves, take a shot from someone!

Don't eat from him, eat from me...sword!

The terrifying spear was like a club struck by the Monkey King, hitting the strong man in sackcloth from top to bottom.

The strong man in linen roared at the top of his lungs, holding the thick-backed machete with both hands and slashing at the terrifying gun with all his strength.

Bang.

Only a violent roar was heard, and the empty second floor of the restaurant disappeared directly, and the sunlight fell straight down to the empty front hall of the first floor.

In the sky full of smoke and dust, a strong man in linen clothes jumped up as high as a large flea. His hands were cracked, and the linen clothes on his body were in tatters, as if he had countless rags wrapped around him. Through those rags, there were still Countless tiny wounds can be vaguely seen...

However, he had just jumped up, and eight swords shining with fierce sword energy were already roaring towards him.

Dang Dang Dang...

The strong man in linen swung his sword to explode a ball of sword light in the corridor. He swung the machete on his back so that it was as if the wind could not blow it and the water could not enter it. While protecting his vitals, he also blocked all the eight swords that were coming. Fly.

Not far away, Xiang Wudi, who had just landed on the roof of a three-story attic with a red tassel gun, saw this and laughed teasingly: That's it?

Where are you going?

Yang Tiansheng laughed and caught his teasing, raised his arms suddenly, and clasped his hands together: Jianhe!

The eight swords that flew back flew up into the sky with a sound, and merged into one big sword with a roar, and the sharp energy surged in an instant!

cut!

The next second, he waved his arms towards the falling strong man in linen and shouted loudly.

The big sword slashed down smoothly, and the brilliant sword energy like a burning cloud poured down three thousand feet like a flying stream.

The sword energy poured out so fast and fiercely that the strong man in sackcloth could not avoid it. He could only roar out break heartbreakingly, and in vain raised the thick-backed sword to attack the gorgeous sword energy.

As soon as the dazzling golden sword energy lit up, it was broken open by the fiery red sword energy. Then the fiery red sword energy penetrated the majestic figure of the man in linen smoothly and blasted a big hole in the middle of the empty front hall of the restaurant.

The residual energy dissipated.

There were only two pieces of black, smoking corpses left in the middle of the pit, and two pieces of flaming red swords.

The two fell into the pit. Yang Tiansheng put away his sword, pulled Xiang Wudi's red tassel gun and pulled the two bodies that seemed to be burnt: Who is this idiot? Where did he come from?

Xiang Wudi:......

Yang Tiansheng looked at Xiang Wudi in confusion: Is your enemy?

Xiang Wudi snatched back his gun and said angrily: I have no enemies!

Yang Tiansheng: Then he shows off his power and wants to have sex with us brothers?

How did I know? I thought he was your enemy, and he would kill him as soon as he came up...

Xiang Wudi replied stiffly, and at the end he complained: I told you to come, let me come, but you insist on snatching him away. If he is beaten like this, his mother and I won't even recognize him when he comes. What else can I do? check?

check?

Yang Tiansheng raised his head and looked at Purple Mountain: No need to check, just wait for the results!

Xiang Wudi followed his gaze with confusion. After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly realized: You mean...

at the same time.

Purple Mountain, the building outside the building.

Taoist Master Zhou Yin and Ming Cult leader Yang Potian were sitting opposite each other, frowning as they looked at the tall, thin, gold-leaf-faced and strange master in front of them, as strange as if he had jumped out of a stone.

Both of them are veterans of martial arts who have experienced many ups and downs. They consider themselves to be the masters in the world. If not all of them are well understood, at least they know a little bit about them.

But for this strange master in front of them, the two of them had racked their brains and carefully recalled all the famous masters in the world for nearly thirty years, but they could not find anyone in the martial arts who had some similarities with him...

Who is this person?

The visitor didn't seem to notice the two people's appraising gazes, and replied with a smile in a slightly stiff Mandarin: Aren't you always looking for me? Why don't you recognize me after I show up?

The two looked at each other.

Zhou Yin said in a deep voice: Xiangxi accent.

Yang Potian spread his hands and forced out a ball of black blood: Poison Technique.

The two of them turned back together and looked up and down again at the unfamiliar peerless master in front of them.

Zhou Yin: Five Poison God Sect?

Yang Potian: Nine Revolutions of Heavenly Silkworm Transformation?

The visitor gave the two of them a thumbs up, smiled and replied with a strong nasal Xiangxi accent: Good eyesight!

Zhou Yin: Did you rob Yang Erlang's money?

Yang Potian: The Five Poison God Sect is going to come back to the world?

The visitor raised his hands and nodded slightly: They are all right!

Zhou Yin raised his thumb: What a courage!

Yang Potian also raised his thumb: That's enough for peeing!

The visitor smiled lightly and said: I am here to have two small matters, and I would like to ask you two to accommodate me.

Zhou Yinyi stretched out his hand and said, Please tell me if you have anything to say.

Yang Potian raised his hands and said, But I can't guarantee that I will definitely agree.

Easy to say.

The visitor smiled and nodded: The first thing I want to do is to ask you two to ignore the matter and keep it high and low, so as not to get into trouble and make enemies for nothing.

Zhou Yin sneered.

The visitor's expression remained unchanged: The second thing I want to inform you is that the south of Jiujiang will return to the rule of our Five Poison Sect. I also ask you not to reach out randomly to avoid unnecessary trouble. Misunderstand.

Yang Potian also sneered.

After the visitor finished speaking, he politely cupped his fists and said, What do you think?

Zhou Yin showed the scar on his right fist and replied calmly: Your Majesty, please come back. Although the building outside my building is not good enough, it still has some character that can be destroyed by both jade and stone!

Yang Potian also showed the remaining black marks on the palm of his right hand, and said with a chuckle: Although Yang is not talented, he does not dare to lose the reputation of my Mingjiao ancestors... I, the Mingjiao and other noble sects are fighting against each other. Book!

The visitor glanced back and forth at the two of them, and nodded with a smile: That's fine, my Five Poison Divine Sect has been silent for too long, and the world has almost forgotten the fear of being dominated by my sect's divine water!

When they heard the name of ‘Tianyi Divine Water’, both of them changed their expressions slightly.

But soon he regained his composure, looking at the visitor with a hint of vigilance in his mocking eyes.

The visitor once again cupped his hands, turned around and walked away, stepping on the leaves several feet in a step.

The two of them stared at his retreating figure until he completely disappeared from their backs, then they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Potian said in a low voice with a solemn expression, This person's martial arts skills... are definitely more than just the head of the Five Poison God Sect. I can see the martial arts characteristics of no less than ten sects.

After Zhou Yin pondered for a moment, he replied: It makes sense. The Five Poison God Sect was originally a major sect in southern Xinjiang back then. In Jingxiang, there were dozens of sects and families who listened to its orders and were their lackeys. Their martial arts were learned from all the sects. It’s long, and it’s normal.”

When Yang Potian heard this, there was no sign of relief on his brows: The Five Poison Sect has established a sect in southern Xinjiang. Instead of looking for trouble with the White Lotus Sect, what does it mean to come all the way to Jinling to make you and me unhappy?

Zhou Yin looked at him helplessly: Ask me, who should I ask?

Yang Potian could only sigh helplessly and said, What an eventful year it has been!

When Zhou Yin heard this, his eyes were slightly blank...

After a pause, Yang Potian asked: Of course Yang Erlang's strength is as you said... completely unreasonable?

Zhou Yin put his hand on his forehead: You have asked me more than ten times. After more than ten years of friendship between you and me, do I need to deceive you?

Yang Potian shook his head: I just want to say that if Yang Erlang's strength is really as unreasonable as you said, you and I don't have to worry about the Five Poison Divine Sect and this person.

After what he said, Zhou Yin suddenly remembered something and slapped his thigh regretfully: Oh no!

Yang Potian looked at him doubtfully: What's wrong?

Zhou Yin looked at him speechlessly: I'm afraid that guy just saw it...

Yang Potian was stunned when he heard this: Brother Zhou, why did you say this?

Zhou Yin said speechlessly: Before I told you the details of the thunderstorm battle that day, didn't you also think that the unknown black-armored master was killed by me and Zhenjun Erlang?

Yang Potian suddenly said: You are saying that the purpose of this visit is to test the reality of you and me, and to test the reality of Yang Erlang?

Didn't he just try out the truth and falsehood between you and me?

Zhou Yin became more and more regretful: To be honest, without the support of True Monarch Erlang, would you and I have been able to reject that fellow's proposal to conquer the river so simply and neatly?

Yang Potian was speechless, and after a while he sighed: We missed one move!

After a pause, he remedied: But there is no need to worry too much. I also know something about Yang Erlang. They robbed Yang Erlang of his money and sent people to provoke him. This matter is not easy to uncover. Looking back I'll contact that old witch Tang Qing again and ask her what she thinks... I still don't believe it, two hundred years later, Southern Xinjiang will still be their world!

Zhou Yin was silent for a moment and then said: I'm afraid this matter is not as simple as you think...

After he said this, Yang Potian seemed to have remembered something, and his eyebrows became more solemn.

After pondering for a long time, he sighed softly and said calmly: Let's take it one step at a time. You can't... The owner hasn't shown up yet. He only let a guard dog out. I'll wait and watch the wind come down. If you want the right to speak in the world of China, just rely on your ability to get it!

Zhou Yin also sighed: That's all we can do.

Yang Potian pondered for a moment and then said: Do you want to give Quanzhen and Shaolin some relief on this matter?

Zhou Yin pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: Quanzhen and Shaolin are located in the north. They are different from us and have no complicity with us. I'm afraid that even if they know about this matter, they will ignore it and ignore it. .”

Yang Potian took a deep breath, nodded and said: What you said makes sense, but I still think that Quanzhen and Shaolin should be given some peace of mind about this matter. There is a saying that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold, and there are no unbroken eggs under the nest. I If they can't stand still, they won't be able to live well. I don't think Feiyun Old Zamao and Xingzhe Old Bald Donkey can't understand such a simple truth.

Zhou Yin: Then as you said, let me leave this matter to the building outside my building.

Yang Potian thought for a while and tentatively said, Where is Yang Erlang...

Zhou Yin waved his hand decisively: If you want to send someone there yourself, don't frame me. I don't know anything, I don't understand anything, and everything has nothing to do with me!

Yang Potian frowned dissatisfied: It's just you and me here, can you be so careful?

hehe……

Zhou Yin sneered and said in his heart: 'The ignorant are fearless! ’

Yang Potian thought for a while and wanted to say something, but in the face of Zhou Yin's cryptic look, he still couldn't say anything.

Although he was not able to witness with his own eyes how Yang Erlang killed a peerless master with two swords...

But he knew Zhou Yin's martial arts.

He could scare Zhou Yin into this state.

That Yang Erlang's martial arts...

Ah, in troubled times there must be evildoers!