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Merchant ships flowed upstream along the Bishui River and berthed at the Hangu Pass.

Liu Shisan, a young man wearing a hat and a bamboo knife in his hand, was not in a hurry to go on the shore. The Hangu Pass was less than half a day away from the old capital of Dayan, Fengxue Yincheng. The waterways shaking for a few days, Liu Shisan felt a little tired.

He planned to stay in Hangu Pass for a night and would not be too late to rush to Fengxue Yincheng early the next morning.

"Senior Brother, can we rush to Fengxue Yincheng overnight to meet the master?"

"The senior brother grew up in Tibingshan since he was a child. He probably hasn't seen his master several times, right?"

"Don't you miss Master?"

"I heard that Master is so strict... Especially after Master Xueer's mother died in the country, Master turned white overnight. It's so pitiful!"

"But then again, under the cold moonlight, in the heavy snow, a figure dispersed with three thousand silver hairs independent of the top of the Silver City and drank towards the starry sky... When I thought of the night, hehe! In terms of style,

Master must be unparalleled in this world!”

"By the way, Master, isn't Master handsome when he was young? Who is more elegant and unparalleled than Jun Zeyu, the king of Ming Dongchu?"

"Sir, please don't stop talking."

Night falls.

In the streets where the lights are high and not deserted in Hangu Pass, the teenagers and girls are walking and hustle and bustle.

Liu Shisan wanted to remain silent for a while.

He has always been very fast, but he has to slow down at this time.

Because the "little junior sister" behind him was holding the corner of his clothes tightly, he was helpless about it.

This Lingyun girl who could not be beaten and scolded had somewhere to get the bodhicitta that her master lost ten years ago, and where was his junior sister? Now, she is so entangled and followed her all the way but she can’t get rid of it!

"Do you really want to take her to Fengxue Yincheng to meet the master?"

Liu Shisanyi felt distressed when he thought of this.

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"Sir, there is an inn here."

The little girl Song Lingyun pointed to the inn door plaque from afar, looked at Liu Shisan with big eyes and smiled.

"I'm hungry."

"Just on the ship..."

Liu Shisan clearly remembered that he had just had supper on the merchant ship half an hour ago.

He wanted to say something, but seeing the young junior sister who had not started rubbing her empty belly pitifully, Liu Shisan was well-educated and swallowed her full words back.

"I only have twenty taels of silver."

Common sense says that it is just an ordinary dinner, and there is no need to carry twenty taels of silver with you with you. But as your understanding deepens over the past few days, Liu Shisan is really worried whether this mere twenty taels of silver is enough for a junior sister to have a meal.

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If a man is worried about this common thing, wouldn’t he let those guys laugh at Di Xuanxin List? But he is short of money and will he not eat the King’s meal?

Thinking of Master’s instructions when he left the valley, Liu Shisan regretted why he didn’t put those silver notes on it.

There is nothing difficult in the world, I am afraid of rich people.

For the first time, Liu Shisan felt that the richest master in the world in Tibingshan was justified.

In desperation, he had to tell himself that the younger sister was just growing up!

"Enough is enough."

The little girl Song Lingyun finally let go of her wrinkled corners of her clothes and entered the inn with great joy.

Liu Shisan pressed his hat and followed him closely.

The inn is quite lively.

Although Liu Shisan didn't know what Hangu Pass looked like ten years ago, he also expected that the inn today's situation was far from comparable to the Great Yan Empire ten years ago.

For example, today, the people of Dongdatong are all family members, and in this prosperous era, it is impossible to do anything except the Ming Wang of Dongchu, Jun Zeyu. Even if Liu Shisan did not like the Ming Wang who was good at using power and planning, he had to secretly follow his own secretly.

I admire this method of governing the world.

From the inn on the third floor, the little girl Song Lingyun picked up the most eye-catching table in the center of the inn and sat down.

The waiter of the inn came to greet him.

The little sister was unfamiliar with the famous signature dishes of the Shifang Inn. The recipes were named after the left ear and the right ear. The little brother couldn't help but look up and down at the little sister.

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The tricky little girl didn't bother with the waiter in the inn, but just patted the position beside her and watched the senior brother come with a smile. When Liu Shisan took off his hat and put down his knife, Song Lingyun generously looked at the waiter brother solemnly

Introduce the young heroes around you.

"See?"

"Di Xuan Xin Ban Liu Shisan!"

"My senior brother comes from the Jiang family in Pibingshan Zangbinggu... Will the Jiang family lack money?"

The waiter of the inn didn't know the mysterious figure in the Di Xuan Ban, and he had no way to hear the name of Bingshan. However, no matter how he saw the guest wearing a sword, he could not afford to provoke him, so he had to follow him and go. Before leaving, he was still not allowed to leave.

I glanced at the extremely ordinary bamboo knife and thought, wouldn't I really not short of money?

The inn waiter looked at Liu Shisan, who was short of money in his pocket, cleared his throat awkwardly. He felt that no matter whether he was a master or not, it was necessary to say some truth at this moment.

He was about to speak, but the junior sister pulled up his sleeves and pointed in the direction upstairs.

"Sir, look, it's that storyteller."

Liu Shisan had to look in the direction.

He saw the storyteller on the merchant ship who helped everyone get bored.

When he was casting his sight, the storyteller happened to glance out of the corner of his eyes.

He glanced in the direction where Liu Shisan was.

To be precise, the afterglow fell on the knife.

Above Liu Shisan's bamboo knife.

Liu Shisan, who grew up in Tibingshan and Zangbing Valley, believed that he had no skills. After ten years of using the Seventeen-way swords, he could only know the Seventeen-way swords.

He is not considered a master of swordsmanship, nor is he considered a young genius.

The only capital worth showing off is his master.

He has many masters.

In addition to the Lord of Fengxueyin City and the head of the Tibingshan Jiang family, he also has three thousand masters.

The three thousand great red sacks that were unloaded by Jiang Manlou were all his masters. Ten years of time can be said to be accompanied by the three thousand great red sacks.

They did not teach him Qimen Dunjia, read and read, learn martial arts, but only taught him three kinds of religions and all kinds of things.

As everyone knows, Jiang Manlou’s Three Thousand Red Paintings are the best among the three religions and the nine classes.

Therefore, Liu Shisan knew that 300 kinds of people could speak 300 kinds of words.

He also has eyes that are extremely good at observing, and he can see the details that powerful people with high cultivation sometimes cannot see.

For example, the storyteller who happened to meet on a merchant ship.

For example, the look that Mr. Shuo inadvertently cast intently.

For example, the hands of Mr. Storyteller.

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Liu Shisan did not show too much attention.

After retracting his gaze, he inadvertently looked at the inn gate.

A little monk with a bare head walked in.

The little monk was wearing a pair of cloth shoes, wearing ascetic yellow clothes, and carrying a bag behind him.

The young monk, who seemed to be almost the same as Liu Shisan's age, picked up a remote table and sat down. The waiter of the inn came forward to greet him, then handed some hot water buns and went forward.

The little girl Song Lingyun also saw the little monk.

Looking at the Man and Han chess in front of me, and then looking at the little monk's hot water steamed buns, the little junior sister was kind-hearted.

"Senior brother, let's give this braised pork to the little master?"