As night falls, dark clouds in the sky are approaching.

"It will snow tomorrow."

Ding Huai, the great guardian of the Golden Sword Sect, sat in front of the mountain with Chen Hou. The two of them played chess, black and white chess pieces entangled. It was similar to the same thing when they saw it from afar, but there was really a chess story that everyone would be amused and cry when they saw it.

Chen Hou was born in a poor family. Although he had an adventure and practiced literature and martial arts hard, he would have to spend a lot of effort to achieve this martial arts. He was able to read and read to learn martial arts. He was really not good at playing chess, a game that literati liked by scholars.

Ding Huaidao is a rich young man, but unfortunately he is ignorant and a playboy. He doesn't know much about his big words, let alone playing chess.

Both of them are completely chess tricks, and no one has to dislike each other.

"There are really talents from the world generation. There are many masters who appeared at this martial arts conference alone that we don't have in our records, let alone resting without showing."

Marquis Chen smiled and a little interest appeared between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Which big sect doesn't hide some trump cards? But it's okay to be there."

Their Golden Knife Sect has a power radiating across the country. Although he is far from comparable to the real martial arts leaders among the predecessors of the martial arts world, there are few sects in the martial arts world who do not give face to the Golden Knife Sect.

"Speaking of this, the newly rising aristocratic families in the world and the disciples of Yushan Linzhuang are very interesting."

Ding Huai shook his head when he heard this: "Yes, I feel a little scary when I look at it, but how long can such a child who cares about his life live?"

Chen Hou's eyes fell in the distance, his brows frowned slightly, as if he was appreciating, and seemed to disagree: "All disciples of the sect are trained as dead soldiers. Perhaps they can shock others and no one will provoke them, but after all, it is not the right way and it is difficult to become a great person."

He was not invincible in martial arts from the beginning, and he also took many years to emerge. Although he was afraid of death, there was a saying that he would always remember.

No matter how much you have in your lifetime, everything will become empty after death.

In this world, nothing is more important than life.

Chen Hou sighed a few words and then immersed in the joy of playing chess.

The Jindaomen General Hall is built in Beihai, but the branches are spread across major prefectures and counties across the country. The capital also has its own power. Linzhuang is just a small force in the small Yushan County, so how could he take it seriously?

If you want to talk about Haizhou, the one who can ask Marquis Chen to mention it is the Tian family in Haizhou.

The Tian family was the descendant of the famous general Tian Dan of the past. The Tian family has been famous for many years, with many descendants and many descendants. In Haizhou, the Tian family was the first in the martial arts family.

Yushan County

"Walking forward around the green bamboo forest, you can see Jade Girl Peak. Jade Girl Peak is the most beautiful mountain in our Jade Mountain. When you walk through it, clouds and mist are shrouded in it, as if you are in the Lingtai Fairyland, making people linger."

Tian Manyun was sitting in a canoe and looked at the small county town from afar. He looked shocked and suspicious. The graceful lotus picking girl was carrying the boat while speaking a slight local accent. She smiled and promoted it to him.

From the beautiful scenery of Yu County, to delicious food, to various amusement places, and the alleys where specialties gather, they slowly speak in the mouth of the beauty, and it will never be annoying, but will feel a little comfort from the bottom of the heart.

"Since the guest has arrived in Yu County, he has nothing to do, so he must go to the Lingshan Xiu Valley of our Yushan Mountain. That valley is very strange. In the early years, immortals stopped and left a spiritual vein in the local area, making the valley look like spring all year round. Even in this cold winter, the flowers are red and willows are green, and it is so beautiful."

"Our family has to go to the festival all seasons every year. During the Qingming Festival, the Dragon Boat Festival is to go to the Dragon Boat Festival. During the autumn Double Ninth Festival, we must not miss it. We must also go to the Harvest Festival. In winter, Lingshan Xiu Valley is a good place to avoid the cold. Fireworks are blooming in the flowers during the Spring Festival. If you miss it, it will be a pity for the year."

"I have been to Yushan for two years since I moved to Yuxian. Every time I go there, I have different feelings and different joys. I really don't get tired of it no matter how I go there."

The smiling face of the girl on the boat is like the clear waves of fireworks in March.

Tian Manyun was almost fascinated by hearing this.

The canoe next to him passed by. Amei, who was shaking the boat on her head, heard the sound here and giggled: "Xiao Ni, are you going to eat donkey meat cakes?"

"Go, I'll go find you after I send the guests."

Tian Manyun's eyes passed through the river and looked around. It suddenly rained. The winter rain, with a little ice ridge, scattered on the surface, and the cool people shivered.

Is this really Yu County?

It was evening, but there were crowds on the shore. Through the rain and fog, shops were lined with various flags, and the bluestone road was wide and wide, clean without any stains.

The house looks a bit special. Every household is a two-story building with green bricks and green tiles, with many restaurants and countless teahouses. The vendors selling snacks on the street are so clean that they are assured. They wear light pink, light yellow, and light blue clothes, sleeves, hats, and masks. They are incredibly neat and tidy, and they are not slow in their hawking, bringing out some calmness.

"call!"

Tian Manyun gently let out a breath of white breath. In just a few years, Yuxian had almost no familiar appearance.

There was only the slightly dilapidated yamen and the old tower next to the yamen, which made him sure that he had not been in the wrong place.

While riding on the boat, Tian Manyun chose the Yuelai Inn, which the boatwoman strongly recommended, and chose a large bed room with a view to the window. The house was not big, but it was clean and tidy, transparent from north to south. The breeze blew on his face and the breath was gentle. He warmed up a glass of wine. He listened to the boatwoman singing a leisurely tune and felt as if he had been purified.

Tian Manyun is from the Tian family in Haizhou. He also calls him the current head of the Tian family and calls him uncle. At the beginning of this year, his mother set up a bridge to win the opportunity to worship Xie Yuannan, the elder of the Kunlun Sect, as his teacher.

But before becoming a disciple, his illegitimate younger brother was first appreciated by Mr. Xie Yuannan and Mr. Xie, and became Mr. Xie's closed disciple.

"Why!"

He felt a little sad.

Tian Manyun knew that in terms of qualifications, his younger brother was better than him, and having such an opportunity was his own ability, but he failed his mother's expectations. As long as he remembered his mother's slightly disappointed eyes, he did not want to stay there.

And Yingying!

Yingying used to not like her younger brother, but now she is with her younger brother all day long. Although he still says he hates her, the word "hate" was vented out by Yingying in that tone, which made him feel even colder.

After wiping his face, Tian Manyun didn't think about the things that made him suffer. Soon the waiter brought a basin of warm water and a hot veil. He wiped his face hard and washed it clean.

The second-hand shop assistant has very quick feet, light movements, but his words and deeds are neither humble nor arrogant, which is somewhat different from the inns he lives in other places.

"I think the guests seemed to be tired from the journey. I wonder if they should take a bath and repair the noodles?"

Tian Manyun responded casually.

He was a person who was unlikely to refuse.

After soaking the pool made of pebbles, the waiter next to him sent another medicine bag and smiled: "This is a medicine bag produced in Yushan. It can relieve fatigue. Why would the customers try it?"

Tian Manyun was a little alert, but through the bamboo curtain, he faintly heard that other cubicles were used. He then laughed secretly, "Who else wants to kill him like a failed person?"

He doesn't even have an enemy.

The medicine bag was put in water, and his body was warm. His fatigue, which had been running all the way, disappeared at this moment, and the blocks accumulated in his chest seemed to be slowly melting.

After taking a bath, I changed into a new cotton robe enclosed in a bamboo paper bag. Another middle-aged woman with a good appearance came to give him a massage, with a very authentic technique.

Tian Manyun sat comfortably in the elegant seat, enjoying evening tea, and listening to the opera troupe on the stage, he squinted his eyes comfortably.

The price of this Yuelai Inn is really high. He ordered this room to cost one tael of silver a night. At first, he felt that he was deceived. Now, he can enjoy food, tea, hot spring water for free, and someone will give him a massage. The whole set is worth the five taels of silver.

Tian Manyun lay on the table and ate a snack. The lobby was very lively. He enjoyed the excitement very much. Although it was too late, he didn't really want to go back and rest.

"According to the records of Yuelai tabloid on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, this winter, Qin State invaded Cangmeng Pass again. Zhao Zizhong and General Zhao were betrayed by traitors and were attacked on the way to patrol. If General Zhao fell, then our Cangmeng Pass defender was headless, and the border was in danger. Fortunately, the five young heroes of Linzhuang passed by and tried their best to protect General Zhao from escaping. However, these five young heroes lost four in this battle. The remaining one escorted General Zhao back to the camp and floated away with his brothers' bodies..."

At some point, an old scholar who was singing on the stage stepped down and appeared, holding a not-so-thick book in his hand, and began to talk about news from all over the country.

"...Please look at this. This is the data table of the results of the war in Cangmengguan over the years. This is the weather conditions reported by the Imperial Heaven Supervision this year. From the comparison of data from these two aspects, we can see..."

The old scholar's voice was a bit hoarse, but full of momentum, and he was quite a bit of a point of giving advice to the country.

Tian Manyun's ancestors were also from a general. Although the Tian family is now a gangster, Tian Manyun is still very interested in these news and unconsciously became fascinated by other guests.

When I heard this, I found that the scholars talked about everything, including military news, government affairs in the court, interesting news happening everywhere, and even commercial advertisements.

After talking about the news in a straightforward manner, there were various comments mixed in.

These comments are interpreted from various angles, which are very novel and interesting.

The guests in the lobby couldn't help but discuss, each with their own opinions and endless arguments. However, it was quite orderly. They took advantage of the time when the old scholars rested. One expressed his thoughts, and the other spoke out his rebuttals, and the atmosphere seemed quite harmonious.

"Now I will tell you about the news about Haizhou that was newly published on the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month. Have you heard of the Tian family in Haizhou? The Tian family has been a family of aristocratic families. They have been in Haizhou for hundreds of years and have produced many talents. They have produced more than a dozen martial artists and martial Jinshi decades ago. In recent years, they have moved from the court to the world and become the top martial arts family in the world."

"Recently, something new happened to the Tian family. Mrs. Liao, the head of the second house, beat his husband. The two of them hit Yong'an Street in Haizhou and smashed two jade lions in front of Xunwangfu Village. I heard that Tian Erye's nose bridge was broken, and his face was covered with blood, but it made the old and young men on the street see a good show."

Tian Manyun rubbed his arms straight, dumbfounded.

The guests here were laughing and no one took it seriously.

Everyone knows that the old man talks about the rules of newspapers. After talking about big things, he always says a little interesting story to ease it. Sometimes he tells a joke published in the newspaper, and sometimes he talks about these family matters.

"The one in my room often scratches me with big faces. What's the news?"

"That's right, my guest was angry. Is it too little when I picked up a rolling pin and chased me all over the street?"

The old man smiled suddenly: "You are the great families in Haizhou Prefecture, just like our Yu County? Are you the wife of the Tian family, just like ours who can be half a family and half a day?"

"What's the difference? Isn't the Tian family still a martial arts family?"

The guests joking while drinking tea.

Tian Manyun couldn't laugh at all, how could this be possible?

"I want me to tell you that Mrs. Tian beat me well, and if I were me, I wouldn't use my fists and just use a knife to cut him."

It was obvious that someone in the guest had read the Yuelai tabloid and knew the inside story, "Tian Ermai is too shameless. In front of his elder brother, the head of the Tian family, and his sister-in-law, he said something that even though he gave Mrs. Liao the position and status of her husband, she only had such a status. In the heart of Mr. Tian Ermai, the only concubine who had a bed and a coffin with him was his concubine. Look, what these are all words, I dare to say such words, so that my guests could hear them. I am afraid that I will never be a man in my life."

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Ahem, get back to the point, if you want to talk about Tian Erye, you are also a famous figure in Haizhou. The Tian family has achieved great shooting skills and has been at the peak of the second-rate level for eight years. It is very likely that they will break through to the first-rate level within one or two years. In the Tian family, they can definitely be regarded as the mainstay. Now that his wife is making trouble on his face, he is so angry!"

"When Master Tian was angry, he actually attacked Mrs. Liao and used the Cuiyu Needle."

As soon as these words came out, the room was silent.

Even Tian Manyun changed his face.

"Mrs. Liao was angry with her husband, and never thought that her husband would attack her. She even made such a ruthless move. She was immediately hit. Cui Yu Needle came from the Dushou Sect. The highly poisoned needle on the needle even the Dushou Sect's own disciple was hit. In an instant, she was about to go to the underworld. Seeing Yan Luo, Mrs. Liao vomited blood and was dying and opened her mouth to speak, but she didn't even have the strength to say the last words."

Halfway through Tian Manyun's hearing this, a chill surged in his heart, trembling with coldness and a pale face.
Chapter completed!