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Chapter 11 The Crazy Scholar in the Restaurant

The Great Xia Dynasty, Yunzhou, and Cangyun County.

In the dizzy sky, with a few drops of heavy rain suddenly dripped, and a heavy rain broke out in an instant after a muffled thunder.

Crazy...

The rain was like a torrent, and in just half an hour, the bustling crowds on the streets were almost gone.

Between the ditches on both sides of the avenue, the rain was like a turbulent stream, falling into the trench and being led into the moat outside the city.

"Tsk tsk, depending on the situation, I'm afraid I can't stop the rain today."

In a restaurant called Tongfu Inn, the shopkeeper looked at the increasingly drowsy sky and muttered a few words in anger.

The lazy servant was secretly yawning. It was not just that the weather was bad today, but it had been raining for several days.

If it weren't for those good-for-gotten drinkers coming to the store to join in the fun, the shopkeeper might have thought about how to deduct wages.

"Have you heard it?" When talking about a good thing, a sound of surprise came from several tables.

"Are you talking about Huangpingshan?" One person started to talk, and the other person immediately supported him in time.

"Yes, not only did the bandits wandering in Huangping Mountain die overnight, but all the bandits hiding in the mountains are also affected. How can you not tell me about such a great thing?"

"But I think you already know this, but I don't know if you have one thing." The guest who started said, immediately showed a hint of pride and said.

"By the way, the next day when all the bandits died, someone found that there was a word on the mountain in Huangping Mountain."

"What word? Could it be that the immortal left the word?" The guest in the restaurant suddenly became interested when he heard this, and couldn't help but look in his eyes and ears.

"Yes, it's just the word "Immortal" and the word "Sword". You can see it as long as you enter the mountain..."

"hiss!"

As these words came out, everyone took a breath of air conditioning.

In an instant, I felt that the coldness caused by the heavy rain outside the house was less.

"Could it be that there is a mystery in that word?"

"There is indeed a mystery. It is said that the person who was lucky enough to be rescued at the foot of the mountain has learned the profound martial arts from it."

"Hehe, a village man understands the profound martial arts. Isn't it like a child holding gold and swaying around the market? This may not be a blessing?" Some people seemed to be unable to listen and said sarcastically.

"Hehe, although this brother is reasonable, the reason why immortals are immortals is because they can protect others."

"Could that the immortal really have a backhand?" The questioner's pupils suddenly shrank, revealing a trace of invisible surprise, and subconsciously clenched the knife in his hand.

"I think there are some backhands, after all, I heard that those who went to threaten were all crazy in the end.

It seems that when you like the word "Sword", people with chance will get a test. Of course, I don't know what the test is.

But I think that if that kind of evil person acts, it will be impossible. After all, the dead bandit's body has only been cold for less than half a month. "After the guest who started the topic, he accidentally glanced at the sword that was tightly held in the front.

"Our actions are naturally the main focus of being chivalrous and righteous. The words just now may be a bit extreme, so please don't mind." When the latter heard this, his expression was involuntarily tightened, then loosened the knife in his hand and clasped his fists and said.

"Haha, understand, understand, after all, the matter of reaching the sky is too exaggerated and it is inevitable that it is a bit sensational."

"Thank you, sir, I don't know where Huangping Mountain is?"

"Go out of the city and head east, and you will find a village and town on the way. You will know at that time when you ask."

"Kun Guan has something to do, so I will take the lead. Today I will pay for the food and drinks on your table." As soon as he finished speaking, this person left a full amount of silver and hurriedly left in the heavy rain.

"It was really dangerous just now, aren't Brother Wen afraid?" When the man walked away, someone looked at the wild scholar in front of him and couldn't help but joke.

"If the people in the martial arts world have narrow minds, they will probably see blood in the rain."

"That's right, that man slapped my sword and I lost three peanuts, but now I'm not losing money. Thank you Brother Wen." As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused the laughter of the guests in the restaurant.

"Haha, thank you brother Wen."

"Why don't you go and send wine and food quickly, remember to take the money back." The shopkeeper next to him didn't care about this. Looking at the silver left on the table, he immediately urged the waiter to say.

After a moment, the hot dishes and wine were delivered.

"To be honest, Wen was really worried, but I believe that the man should be even more guilty." Wen Shusheng drank a glass of wine.

"Why are Brother Wen so sure?" asked the guest beside him.

"It's only a few hours before a fast horse gallops at a distance of thirty miles, let alone the immortal who keeps his words.

Who is sure that the immortal who hates evil will not drink with us in this rain today." Scholar Wen laughed and said happily.

"I don't know if it's true to hate evil. After all, we mortals are like ants in the eyes of immortals.

But there is one thing that I think makes sense.

If you don’t commit suicide, you won’t die. Brother Wen is so unwilling to promote Huangpingshan’s incident. Isn’t you worried that there will be evil people coming to you?”

On a table by the window, Zhou Yu looked at the wild scholar in front of him with interest and joked.

If the people in this restaurant knew that he was the sensational immortal that was circulating in his mouth, I wonder what he should think.

"Haha, I have been here for seven or eight days, and finally I heard the surname Zun speak. How dare I ask about your surname?" After hearing this, Scholar Wen was not upset and looked at Zhou Yu and raised his glass to invite wine to show him.

"Just give up your surname Zhou, just call me Zhou Yu."

"Since I'm calling me Brother Wen, I wonder if Brother Zhou minds being at the same table with me?"

"If Brother Wen is not as good as Long Yang, you can come here at that time."

"Ha ha......"

Listening to the conversation between the two, everyone who thought it was another dispute immediately burst into laughter and raised their glasses to drink.

Amid this laughter, Wenshusheng stood up and came to the place where Zhou Yu was.

"Just just now, Brother Zhou said that immortals might regard me as ants. I think everyone here today also has this idea.

Today, Wen is not talented and is willing to say some of his own ideas. He only thinks it is nonsense after drinking. If he doesn't want to listen, please smile." Wen Shusen said, punching everyone around and raising his glass to drink first.

Zhou Yu also took a sip, feeling the increasingly intense thoughts in the scholar, and couldn't help but feel some expectations.

"The so-called immortals, flying in the sky, hiding in the earth, picking stars and taking the moon, are omnipotent, and can live long with the world.

But although we mortals, like ants, turned into white bones in an instant, can move the sky and spread their reputation for eternity.

If the name is there, the person is there.

Just like this rain, it starts in the sky and falls on the earth, but it can still be the same after thousands of lifetimes.

Just like this wine in a glass, it is filled with thousands of flavors in one mouthful, and life is filled with jokes for the rest of your life."

"At this moment, aren't we still immortals?"
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