Don’t you see that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky. The Yellow River is vast and majestic. If you pass by the Yellow River, you will enter the capital.

Everyone was waiting for the boat at the Yellow River Ferry. Xu Jie was always willing to stare at the big river like this. The waves rolled, the waves washed away, and the eternal heroes. Looking at the river flowing eastward, Xu Jie couldn't help but think of the sword immortal at the forefront of that day.

Yang Sanpang seemed to remember something, and his eyebrows were lowered and he felt sad. The water of the Yellow River was surging rapidly, and the waves were rising, so how could people not think of anything else?

Xu Jie looked at Yang Sanpang, wanted to comfort him, or distract Yang Sanpang's thoughts, and asked with a smile: "Fatty, do you think the Yellow River has been so turbid since ancient times?"

Yang Sanpang came to his senses and replied disrespectfully: "The river is clear and the Yellow River is turbid. The ancients said so, so naturally!

Xu Jie smiled and shook his head and said, "No, the ancient Yellow River must have been clear. The northwest Loess Plateau has been a lush place since ancient times. It has been farming for thousands of years. The old Qin of the Rangnam also made its fortune from there. After thousands of years of cultivation, the northwest land gradually became a piece of loess, and the turbid Yellow River was only then that there was this turbid Yellow River."

What Xu Jie said is nothing more than soil erosion. The ancient Yellow River was really a clear water river. After thousands of years of cultivation, the lush and lush farming turned into a Loess Plateau, and the Yellow River gradually became turbid.

When Yang Sanpang heard this, he didn't believe it and shook his head and said, "Master Scholar, have you deliberately deceived me to play?"

Xu Jie shook his head and said, "Fatty, I'm really not fooling you to play. The soil will become turbid only when it enters the water, just like the plateau. Going further to the northwest, it has been a place where good horses have come from. Now, there are not many good horses there, and the lush grassland has gradually become yellow sand. How can it not be turbid? The Central Plains and the Bian Jing have been called Yu since ancient times. Do you know what the meaning of Yu is?"

Sanpang was stunned when he heard it. He knew the word Yu, but if you ask what the word means, Sanpang naturally didn't understand. He shook his head and replied, "What is the relationship between Yu in the Central Plains and the turbid water of the Yellow River?"

Xu Jie smiled slightly and said, "It is natural that the ancients who created characters called place names make sense. Yu, the elephant is Yu. When the characters were created in ancient times, there were elephants in the Central Plains. It can be seen that the Central Plains was also lush and elephants were in herds. Now, besides the fields, where is there lushness? How can the Yellow River not be turbid?"

Xu Jie had successfully pulled Sanpang's thoughts away. Sanpang was skeptical and replied: "Master Scholar, you can't be talking nonsense, right? Elephants are only found in the south of the colorful clouds. How could there ever be elephants in the Central Plains?"

"Be serious! When Cangjie created the characters, there were elephants in the Central Plains, only three or four thousand years ago." Xu Jie replied seriously.

There was a migration process in the center of China. The Shang Dynasty was in the Central Plains, and the Zhou Dynasty reached the west. After the world was divided into feudal states, the Western Zhou Kingdom was near Chang'an in the northwest. Later, due to the nomadic foreign enemies, they moved to the Central Plains. Qin started and Zhou was destroyed, and the Qin Dynasty was in the northwest. Later, there was Han, and the center of Han was also in the northwest. The three countries had Wei and Jin, which came to the Central Plains, and later there was Tang, which was also in Chang'an in the northwest.

Since the Tang Dynasty, all dynasties have never gone northwest again. Because the northwest is slowly desolate, it can no longer support the prosperity of the capital. This is also inconsistent with the Yellow River from clear water to turbid water.

"The scholar is serious and nonsense." Yang Sanpang still didn't believe it, so he just thought Xu Jie was joking, then pointed to the river and said, "The boat is coming!"

Xu Jie also saw that the ship was coming. The ship was not big, and most sections of the Yellow River were not suitable for sailing, so the ships on the Yellow River were generally not as big as the Yangtze River. Because they were not suitable for long-distance sailing, there was naturally no need for large cargo ships.

The boat is here, but there are many people standing on the bow, most of whom are dressed up by the martial arts world, with sharp blades on their waists.

When the ship was approaching, Xu Jie frowned after seeing it clearly, and turned around and said, "Personnel Fang, wait for your subordinates to go to the hills over there, and come over when I greet you."

Fang Xing thought about it after hearing this, got up and went back, and pulled the carriage and headed towards the hill not far away.

Deng Yu seemed to understand a little and asked, "Young Master Xu, have you met an enemy?"

"Maybe." Xu Jie replied.

Deng Yu suddenly became a little imposing and said, "Young Master Xu, although you and I met by chance, the last time you fought with someone, I was a little timid. Thinking about it all the way, I always feel ashamed of your fine wine along the way. If you meet your enemies again today, I will fight you."

Deng Yu is an orthodox man in the martial arts world. Although he often speaks like an ordinary martial arts world, the martial arts world people always talk about loyalty. Either they are not all the people, they can't do things that are greedy for life and fear death. But Deng Yu is just an ordinary martial arts person. Faced with so many iron armors in the imperial court, he is still a little helpless. Afterwards, he feels inexplicable guilt.

Xu Jie nodded and smiled and responded: "Brother Deng, don't think too much. I know that Brother Deng is a loyal person. Heshuo has been a hero since ancient times, and so are Brother Deng."

Xu Jie could guess what Deng Yu was thinking, but he never blamed him. Xu Jie also knew what he was doing, and it was not the fight between the world.

Deng Yu heard this and was even more determined and replied: "Young Master Xu, don't worry, I, Deng Yu, either, will not go all the way with you. Since I have walked this way, you and I will be brothers in the future!"

Xu Jie smiled and nodded, "Okay, I, Xu Jie, recognize you brother."

After Xu Jie said something, Deng Yu seemed to feel relieved. He unconsciously walked forward a few steps and walked in front of Xu Jie. Facing the water of the Yellow River, he really had the momentum of a man from the martial arts world.

Before the ship was docked, the people on the boat jumped over dozens of steps of the river, and there were seventeen or eighteen.

There is only one reason why a man in front of him looks like a middle-aged man with his hair tied behind his head and tied it up repeatedly. That is, he is preparing to fight with others. Looking at his momentum, he has a ferocity that is different from ordinary people in the world.

"There are ghosts in the Yellow River, 18 people! I've seen them!" The man in front of him bowed.

Xu Jie was confused when he heard this, so he turned around and looked at Yang Sanpang, and then heard Yang Sanpang laughing and said, "Your mother's ghost, the eighteen ghosts of the Yellow River, what are you looking for?"

The person in front of him was not angry when he heard this, but laughed: "Yang Sanpang from Shu has long been famous. I wonder how powerful is there for you, Yang Sanpang, after Yang Ershou died?"

Yang Sanpang was furious when he heard the words "Er Shou Di" and the knife trembled from his back and fell on his hand.

Xu Jie asked, "I wonder what you are doing here?"

"Haha... This person is Xu Jie and Xu Wenyuan? He is so young. It's a pity to die. However, if you want to care about the things you shouldn't care about, you can only die. Your head is worth 38,000 taels." The man in front of him smiled very happily, as if the 38,000 taels had been obtained.

The Eighteen Ghosts of the Yellow River are nothing more than the names of the eighteen people from the martial arts world after they become sworn brothers. They call themselves ghosts, which have the same meaning as the so-called "blood sword", which is to scare people.

But the Eighteen Ghosts of the Yellow River should not be underestimated. The two of them are innate and the sixteen are first-class.

As for what Xu Jie should not be in charge of, it goes without saying that he should not participate in the mutiny of the Xuanfu family. Li Tong is just one of them. How could Li Qiming not focus on these things? Those who can afford 38,000 taels are not ordinary people, and those who can tune these eighteen people are not ordinary people. Thirty-eight thousand taels of silver may be second, and the other benefits are not measured by silver.

Xu Jie could understand and drew his sword, saying, "Thirty-eight thousand taels, I wonder how many lives are you going to exchange for?"

Unexpectedly, the man did not answer Xu Jie's words, but said, "Yang Sanpang, I advise you to leave early. You have always been alone in the world, and there is no need to fight with us for others. If Yang Ershu is still there, my brothers will not be able to afford you. Now... you should consider it yourself."

This man is smart and knows that Xu Jie relies on Yang Sanpang. He uses words to help Yang Sanpang go away, so the rest is simple. Yang Sanpang is really a tricky person. For many innate masters in the world, the two fat and thin people are afraid of each other. Fat and thin become one person, and many people no longer take that person seriously. For example, the Eighteen Ghosts of the Yellow River at this time.

Yang Sanpang had a little sad face. The sword turned into light, and he had already fought for his life. He fought for dignity, the dignity of the two of them. The dignity of the fat and thin ones was fought for this life!

The Eighteen Ghosts of the Yellow River, the Ghost King Chu Renxiong, entered the innate world for eight years. More than ten years ago, it was the one who would tremble when they met the fat and the thin ones. Now, facing Yang Sanpang, he actually spoke sarcastic and threatened.

As the saying goes, thirty years from Hedong to Hexi, thirty years from Hedong to Hexi, I don’t know whether it is true or false at this time.

Chu Renxiong had a steel fork in his hand and greeted the knife light, laughing: "Yang Sanpang, don't blame him for not respecting you, senior."

The Eighteen Ghosts of the Yellow River were a bit confident and were all watching the battle. They watched their elder brother fight with the famous martial arts, and did not care about the scholar Xu Jie on the side. They knew that as long as Yang Sanpang was solved, this young scholar would be no problem.

Xu Jie looked at Yang Sanpang and knew that Yang Sanpang had a lot of sadness in his heart. The name of Fat and Skinny is now all carried by him. Back then, they were all over the world and offended many people from all over the world. Now, these people may be thinking about Fat and Skinny in Shu, and there is only one person left. This is a good opportunity to avenge and make a name for themselves.

Xu Jie drew his sword and headed straight for the ghost king Chu Renxiong, no matter how concerned about the morality of the world.

Xu Jie will support Yang Ershou in the name of being fat and thin in Sichuan! Yang Sanpang is still Yang Sanpang, and he still has the name of Yang Sanpang who is afraid of everyone!

"Fatty, I'll kill him for you!" Xu Jie shouted.
Chapter completed!