The knife is fast.

Killing without blood.

"The Chivalrous Sword..."

An Qisheng's eyes lit up slightly. This sword technique was not bad.

The people who were drinking with Liu Sandao all looked extremely ugly.

"Although you guys are in charge of Liu Sandao, you have no bad records, so let's go."

Yun Dongliu glanced at the people indifferently:

"Take Liu Sandao away together, don't mess up someone's tavern."

"Hiss Yun! I naturally don't dare to question whether what you said is true or not. However, we brothers will investigate whether Brother Liu San sat down and this matter!"

A low man bowed his hand with a knife, his face looking ugly:

"If this is really the case, I won't say much. If this matter is untrue or there is another hidden truth, don't blame my brothers for going to the Chivalrous Sect to find the Xia Prince to discuss justice!"

After saying that, several people bent down and picked up Liu Sandao's body, turned around and left the tavern.

"Who doesn't know that whenever the Chivalrous Sect comes out, they will definitely investigate it clearly?"

"Otherwise, these people are just talking about the scene. If they really have a deep brotherhood, they will not sit idly by and watch Liu Sandao be killed."

"Yun Hero..."

Several people retreated, and the third floor of Yangxiao Hall immediately became lively again.

Many people came to toast with wine glasses.

Yun Dongliu came without hesitation, and drank it one by one, which welcomed a lot of cheers.

"You guys are grateful for your love, but there are other guests here, so it's not too noisy."

Yun Dongliu spoke softly, his voice calmly, but suppressed the noise of the audience.

As soon as he spoke, the others naturally did not dare to refute his face and sat down one after another.

"When I entered the city today, Yun saw a fool begging for food by the roadside. After asking, he learned that he was the son of Zhao Hongxuan, a rural gentry in the city. He did not want his family to fall into trouble. His elder brother was killed by others, and his parents were both killed. All his family wealth was occupied by his slaves. It was miserable..."

Yun Dongliu walked a few steps, before coming to the windowsill, bowed slightly and said:

"Old Taoist Master, you are the master of the Yangxiao Hall. I believe you have lived here for a long time. Have you ever heard of this?"

"Zhao family."

An Qisheng put down the teacup and said slowly:

"A city in Nanliang has half returned to Zhao. The old Taoist naturally heard about the Zhao family."

"In this way, I want to ask the old Taoist priest a few questions."

Yun Dongliu spoke.

An Qisheng raised his eyelids:

"Is it the same question as asking Liu Sandao?"

"The Taoist priest was joking."

Yun Dongliu shook his head and said:

"After entering the city, Yun also found a few people to inquire. I heard that the Zhao family was quite unfavorable in Nanliang City, right?"

“That’s true.”

An Qisheng's arm was just on the table, and he looked at Yun Dongliu with interest:

"The Zhao family has occupied other people's land for decades, and has many shops, and has offended many people openly and secretly. It can be seen that there is no servant left behind after his defeat."

"In this way, it can be considered as cause and effect."

Yun Dongliu sighed:

"If the Zhao family poisoned the village, even if that person had not done anything bad, his food, clothing and expenses were all from the flesh and blood of others who had occupied and plundered. It was a disaster."

Yun Dongliu kept silent.

What is the matter? We need to investigate slowly, and we should not listen to all the opinions of our family.

"The old Taoist thought that the Great Master Yun wanted to avenge him."

An Qisheng smiled slightly.

"The Taoist priest was joking."

Yun Dongliu waved his hand:

"Master teaches that you must be clear about anything and only then you can decide the truth. You must avenge the evil people and kill good people by mistake."

Speaking of the last sentence, a hint of invisible depression flashed through Yun Dongliu's eyes.

One of his senior brothers killed one person by mistake and was punished by the Chivalrous Sect. He was not allowed to enter the Chivalrous Sect wall after his death.

"What Guan Ling did is a well-deserved hero."

An Qisheng stretched out his hand:

"If Mr. Yun doesn't dislike him, he'll have two drinks with the old Taoist?"

An Qisheng is unknown to who the hero of the Chivalrous Sect, Yun Haitian, is, but there is a truth, no saint to do with the truth, no saint to do with the mind.

But judging from his life, he can be regarded as a hero.

At least, it is much better than those young heroes who are brave and righteous.

You know, not every "young hero" will investigate carefully before killing people. Most of them will kill them with one knife and turn around and leave.

No consideration of the cause and the consequences.

If you stand up for others, you will be punished and then leave. Then you will be killed by the helper. There are not too many things in the world.

"What did the Taoist priest say?"

Yun Dongliu smiled and sat down.

Another table of wine and food was ordered.

Yun Dongliu looks ungrateful, but he is extremely free and easy. He is not polite when he comes to the wine and food, and he doesn't have any insight into eating and drinking.

"Old Taoist Master, the food and wine in your house are really top-notch. Yun has been to the Three Kingdoms, crossed the Seven Prefectures and Hundred Prefectures, and countless townships, but few of them can compare with them."

While eating and drinking, Yun Dongliu couldn't help but admire him.

"Cooking is just about taking care of yourself."

An Qisheng smiled slightly.

There are actually only a few people in martial arts world who love magic weapons and magical skills, but they don’t have good wine and food.

"Well said!"

Yun Dongliu drank a sip: "My master is the best wine. I have to bring him a few jars of such strong wine, no matter what I say this!"

"That's certainly true, but good wine needs to be accompanied by delicious food. If the teacher has time, he might as well come here to talk."

An Qisheng's eyes drooped, and the rays of light from the perspective gathered into a radiant panel:

【Yundongliu】

Historically, the martial arts halls in this world have been well-informed. If you want to obtain external information, in this world where communication is inconvenient, there are only these knights and businessmen who are walking in the world.

However, he opened this Yangxiao Hall not just to collect information.

For him, as long as these martial arts people themselves are the greatest wealth.

If he hadn't been afraid of being too obvious and not having that much wealth in his family, he would have to make the name of a knight in the past for free and create a gimmick of "the world's number one tavern".

This is used to attract experts from all over the world.

Over the past period of time, because of the Yangxiao Hall, he has collected dozens of martial arts, but unfortunately, most of them are ordinary road goods.

There are very few good things to do than the nameless boy of Mr. Wang Quan.

Yun Dongliu was the first master he met after the opening of the tavern.

No matter what kind of person Yun Dongliu is, he must have invited him to drink this wine.

"If Master has free time, Yun insists on bringing him to taste it, it's a pity."

Yun Dongliu sighed and said.

"What's the difficult thing about Mr. Yun?"

An Qisheng asked calmly.

"It's not hard to say."

Yun Dongliu shook his head:

"As Liu Sandao said, the Beggars' Sect is mixed with dragons and snakes, and there are countless people who cheat and cheat. Although there are no great evils, they can be regarded as a cancer among the famous sects.
To be continued...