Chapter 195 Live in the Present (Ask for Monthly Votes)

The two major secret service agencies of the imperial court and the largest intelligence organization in the underworld, like a bull stabbed in the buttocks, ran wildly with a roar, and worked together to search the world!

A large number of personnel from the three major organizations held magnifying glasses and searched inch by inch along the 800-mile canal waterway from Jiangsu and Zhejiang to Luting County. All martial artists, mule and horse teams, and gatherings of more than 20 people passing through the canal at that time were investigated by the three major organizations.

Many innocent martial artists were interrogated by the people of Louwailou in the morning, and the people of Xiuyiwei came to the door at noon. They persuaded the people of Xiuyiwei to send them away, and the people of Xichang came to the door again in the evening...

In Jianghuai, there was even a case where three families found a group of bandits who called themselves Black Cloud Three Eagles. After looking at each other, they tacitly joined forces to kill the mountain stronghold. The three bandit leaders heard the news and rushed to the three families who announced their names, but were scared to death on the spot.

Every person in the underworld who heard this joke could probably imagine the intense inner thoughts of the three bandit leaders when they heard the three signs of Xiuyiwei, Xichang, and Louwailou: ‘How can I, XXX, deserve the three of you to join forces to kill me? Did I rob the emperor’s money? Even if I robbed the emperor’s money, you, Louwailou, shouldn’t have joined in the fun? ’

In short, Yang Ge stared at the two bosses, the two bosses stared at the three, and the three stared at all the forces and people in the world who were capable of doing this.

This did not even include the Mingjiao and the White Lotus Sect who were cheering and beating drums in their respective territories.

For a while, the entire Shenzhou martial arts world was in a state of panic, and even the original pace of life, which was "slow in transportation and ten years of sharpening the sword, suddenly became amazing", seemed to have become much faster. Many unknown people suddenly became famous, and many long-established martial arts masters suddenly became disgraced. There were also many unknown small forces that suddenly rose to power, and many big forces that had been prosperous for a long time suddenly fell apart.

This made many people blocked from the news, and those martial artists who turned a deaf ear to the outside world and only practiced the strongest skills, after returning to the martial arts world, they felt as if they had not stayed at home for three or five months, but for thirty or fifty years...

It was also at this time that the heroes of the world finally saw the terrifying influence of Yang Ge, the newly promoted number one in the world!

He did not enter the temple, but he could make the entire court shake for him!

He did not set foot in the martial arts world, but he could make the entire martial arts world in chaos because of him...

He did not form any forces.

But he himself was already one of the strongest forces in the world!

…

"All the same color, all the cards are in pairs, and the cards are hidden and blooming!"

Yang Ge slapped the little chicken on the table with a handsome slap, and said with a smile: "Full cards, every family has 60 coins!"

"Fuck?"

"You must have stolen the cards!"

"Second Master is awesome!"

Xiao Baoqi, the gangster and the flea at the same table looked at the little chicken in his hand in shock, and wanted to push his bottom card forward to check if this guy was cheating!

This boy who brings wealth can actually play all the same color?

Even Zhao Zhu, who was eating melons with his ears perked up in the distance, couldn't help but get behind Yang Ge and count the cards in his hand with his fingers.

"Jealous, naked jealousy!"

Yang Ge waved his hand proudly: "I have already understood the supreme secret of mahjong, let's see how I will kill you without leaving a single piece of armor!"

"Haha!"

"Tsk!"

Xiao Baoqi and the gangster sneered together.

The flea kept his head down and didn't dare to speak.

At the right time, a swordsman wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a long sword came to the door of the inn.

The swordsman walked into the inn with a sword on his back, stood in the front hall and looked around, and his eyes were locked on Li Qing who was sitting on the right side of the gate, and he smiled and said: "Master Li, you are really here!"

The salted fish in the inn heard this voice and glanced at the door carelessly... Since Li Qing came to Yuelai Inn, there have been at least 80 swordsmen who came to him for a fight, and they have long been numb.

This may be bullying an honest person.

Obviously, Yang Ge, the world's number one, is so openly poking in the inn, but few people have come to challenge him. To be precise, there is no one else except Li Qing.

Even the noise of dissatisfaction has not been heard by the salted fish in the inn.

On the contrary, Li Qing, a good-tempered salted fish who does not fight or compete, is busy like a professional sparring partner.

And if he hesitated for a moment, all kinds of provocative words such as "It's hard to live up to the reputation" and "Seeking fame and reputation" would come out.

However, the swordsman who came today seemed different...

Xiao Baoqi, who was playing mahjong with Yang Ge at the same table, touched the mahjong and looked at it, and the mahjong in his hand fell on the table, and he said in a lost voice: "Fuck, Yan Bufan!"

"Eighty thousand, I won, all the same color, forty cents!"

"You also won eighty thousand? Then I won too! All the same color card eighty thousand plus a little gang, fifty cents!"

The gangster and the flea pushed the cards together and looked at Xiao Baoqi with a smirk.

Xiao Baoqi looked at the three cards with a confused face and shouted: "No way, three cards are all the same color?"

Yang Ge looked at the sharp swordsman who slowly took off his bamboo hat at the door, and asked with interest: "Baoqi, is this your senior brother?"

This guy is an abandoned disciple of Huashan Sect... an abandoned disciple who was expelled from the sect because he secretly practiced martial arts of other sects.

Xiao Baoqi curled his lips and said, "In terms of the time of entry, he entered the sect after me. He is the eldest senior brother because of his high martial arts skills."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yu, who was standing behind Yang Ge, smelled the scent of melon instantly, and pretended to ask casually: "Is it because you are not convinced that he is a senior brother that you secretly learn martial arts from other sects?"

Although this Yu doesn't know martial arts, she knows the details of all the salted fish in the inn, and she also has a general understanding of the grievances and hatreds of various sects, especially those derived from the love and hatred between men and women. Gossip is simply a treasure trove...

If the building outside the building did not rank seniority based on martial arts skills, she could still have a separate office if she went up and down.

However, how could a veteran like Xiao Baoqi be fooled by her? At that moment, he waved his hand angrily and said, "Young master, please inquire about the matters on the road!"

Zhao Yuan's plan failed, so he tried another one. He looked at Xiao Baoqi teasingly and said in a long voice: "Oh~~~~"

Being teased by a little girl, Xiao Baoqi couldn't keep his face and was about to say something when Li Qing led Yan Bufan towards them.

"Brother Yang, this is Yan Bufan, a master of the Huashan School. He is a decent man with an upright attitude. He is the mainstay of the righteous path in the northern martial arts world."

Li Qing made an "invite" gesture to Yan Bufan, introduced him to Yang Ge, then made an "invite" gesture to Yang Ge, and said to Yan Bufan: "Brother Yan, this is the 'Xian Sheng Zhen'." Jun'Yang Erlang."

Yan Bufan poked at Yang Ge, without even looking at Xiao Baoqi who was sitting opposite him. He cupped his fists and cupped his hands in a neither humble nor overbearing manner and said, "My lord, Yan Bufan, I have met the second master!"

As he spoke, he took off the baggage on his back, took out a square wooden box, held it in his hands, and presented it to Yang Ge with both hands: "I have heard for a long time that the second master is eager for justice and charity. I, the Huashan sect, admire him." For a long time, this "Secret Record of the Heavenly Sword" was the secret of the Heavenly Sword Sect that reigned supreme in Yanyun a hundred years ago. It has been preserved in our Huashan sect for a long time but no one has inherited it. My master Gu Feng heard that Bufan traveled south to search for it. Daozhang Li was practicing swordsmanship, and he specially ordered him to go south with this secret record and give it to the second master to express his feelings and ask the second master not to dislike it. "

Yang Ge looked at this upright swordsman of the time, and then at Xiao Baoqi who had his face turned to the other side. He smiled lightly and cupped his hands and said: "Yang understands the kindness of your sect, but it's just in vain. Not being paid, Yang is not friends with the noble sect, and he should not be treated so politely by the noble sect either emotionally or rationally. The hero Yan is a guest from afar, and there is no place to entertain him in the small room. He only has a pot of turbid wine and three or five side dishes. Please, Master Yan, please don’t be too dissatisfied with the wine and the food... What are you doing, the second shopkeeper, standing there in such a daze that you haven’t invited the distinguished guest to your seat?”

"this……"

Yan Bufan's expression changed slightly, as if he didn't understand why Yang Erlang rejected people thousands of miles away.

While he was hesitant and wanted to say something more, Zhao Yu had already put on his typical warm smile and made a "please" gesture to him: "I will lead your distinguished guest to the private seats on the second floor. Please come with me."

Yan Bufan had no choice but to offer his hand to Yang Ge again and said, "I'm sorry to accept the invitation from you, Second Master."

After saying that, he put away the wooden box in his hand and followed Zhao Yun to the second floor.

Li Qing said hello to Yang Ge and went upstairs with Yan Bufan.

"Give me money, give me money!"

After Zhao Yun led Yan Bufan upstairs, Yang Ge spread his hands and urged the three people at the same table to give money with a smile on his face: "I can't bear to do it all, so I can't even think about defaulting on my debt!"

Xiao Baoqi took out his money bag, counted fifty copper coins and put them in front of him. He winked and smiled softly: "Second Master, thank you!"

Yang Ge made a sound: "Don't be sentimental, I'm not blaming you... keep going, I'm going to kill everyone today, and I'll beat you three to one!"

Xiao Baoqi sat up straight, feeling happy and unafraid: "Everyone has been in my hands, who is afraid of whom?"

"That's right, how can a child cry every day, and how can a gambler lose every day?"

"Come again, come again...I'm going to show you what it means that even gods are afraid of their left hands. You two can't give cards to the second master!"

"That turtle grandson just sent it!"

Yang Ge: "You are so smooth-talking, you all want to take the top prize?"

After a while, Zhao Yuan, who had gone to the back kitchen to finish the menu, came back happily. He pulled Yang Ge's shoulders and whispered with bright eyes: "Second brother, Daochang Li and that hero Yan said they would go outside the city after dinner. Let’s have a discussion, let’s go see it together!”

Yang Ge shook his shoulders to avoid her claws and replied without interest: "It's not worth seeing. If Li Qing is willing to fight him seriously, he can defeat him in less than ten moves."

Zhao Yuan: "Then what if Daoist Li is not serious?"

Xiao Baoqi said: "You don't know this? You are slightly better, narrowly defeated by one move!"

The salted fishes in the front hall laughed in unison.

Zhao Yun also laughed together, feeling extremely happy. She had lived in the palace for more than ten years, but she was far less happy than the few months she had spent in the inn.

The salted fish in the inn also had similar feelings to her.

Before they stepped into this inn, practicing martial arts and getting ahead was their entire life.

Although they are often confused as to why they must practice this broken martial arts! Why does this broken head have to come out!

But they didn't have much time to stop and think about it, because everyone around them seemed to be living like this, because practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat...

It was not until they stepped into this inn that they suddenly discovered that the things they had racked their brains and forgotten about food and sleep suddenly became insignificant things. On the contrary, those things that they once thought were insignificant gradually turned into important skills.

In this inn...

If you play chess well, someone will look up to you.

If you throw the pot accurately, someone will look at you.

If you roll the dice well, someone will look at you favorably...

Even if you can farm, weave, or repair houses, people will look up to you.

Only...

No one will look up to you because you are good at martial arts.

No one will look up to you because you are famous.

No one will look up to you because you are rich and powerful.

No matter how good your martial arts, how famous you are, or how rich you are, you will never be taller, bigger, or richer than the saltiest salted fish in this inn.

In such a relaxing environment, they gradually realized the true meaning of life, began to live in the present, and began to be content...

What's even more absurd is that many salted fish who were tortured by obstacles and bottlenecks, after calming down and letting things go, their martial arts inexplicably broke through.

It was like a natural process.

It was like...they could have broken through a long time ago, and the previous obstacles and bottlenecks were just their own demons.

…

Yang Ge was very lucky today, killing people all the way, winning Xiao Baoqi, the gangster, and the flea. They all doubted their lives, suspecting that this guy had deliberately lost money to them before, just to harvest today…

Just when the three of them were looking at his almost laughing face and cheering themselves up, and decided to teach him a lesson today and let him know the dangers of reality, another figure appeared outside the door of the inn, smiling and waving at Yang Ge, saying: "Boss, is there any room? I want to stay in the hotel!"

The man had a handsome face and a crescent-shaped scar under the corner of his left eye.

Yang Ge took a look at the man, grabbed the bulging purse and stood up: "Guests are coming, guests are coming, Miaomiao, come in!"

The three were furious.

"Want to run away after winning? There's no way!"

"Don't even mention the door, there's no window!"

"Do you understand the rules of the gambling table? The loser doesn't say he's leaving, so how can the winner run away?"

Yang Ge held the heavy money bag as a cushion, and said confidently: "I won the money by my own ability, why can't I leave? If you're not convinced, fight another three hundred rounds tomorrow!"

"Okay, okay, that's how you play it, right?"

"If I don't win tomorrow, you'll go bankrupt, and I'll write the word "Awesome" backwards!"

"Tomorrow we won't play five, we'll play one tomorrow!"

Yang Ge shook his head like a rattle: "One? It's too big, too big, I can't afford it..."

The person in the distance looked at this scene with a confused look on his face, thinking: 'Don't you know that he killed another master not long ago? '

Zhao Zhu, who responded to the call, was also a little scared when he saw the person coming, and hesitantly stepped forward and smiled apologetically: "It's Shen, Lord Shen, you're not here to take me back to the palace, are you?"