Chapter 992 A Strange World

It is the winter solstice again, and the capital is covered with silver.

Qian Pingan put his hands in each other's sleeves, wearing a gray coat, breathing white air, stepping on the snow, creaking and creaking towards the teahouse he usually goes to.

Today happened to be the day when the boss was very happy, and the rice shop was not open yet. He rested early and could go to listen to the storyteller talk about the novelties published in the newspaper.

In the past year or so, the world has changed a lot, but in the eyes of Qian Pingan, a rice shop clerk, life does not seem to have changed much. It's just that the rare and precious goods from the north and south that used to be considered rare and valuable are becoming less and less valuable. Even the boss who has always been stingy and frugal has made a string of southern beads and asked the monks in the temple to consecrate them.

Other than that, everything was the same, except that the stories told by the storyteller became more and more interesting. The Jianghu, which was far away from me before, seemed to be right in front of me. I, who didn't even know a few of my neighbors next door, could now tell all the masters in the world by heart. By the way, "tell all the masters by heart" was a phrase I learned from the storyteller. It made me look like a well-read person, like a master who hid in the market or played the game in front of strangers. This came from something called newspapers.

They traveled back and forth through the teleportation array, spreading the news of the Jianghu in various places to everyone. Chen Xiucai at the alley said that this was "staying at home and knowing the world".

"The boss has been frowning recently, nagging about the three crops of rice in the south. My goodness, it can be planted three times a year. How much grain should be harvested?" Qian Ping'an thought about what happened in the past few days. The price of rice in the capital has dropped three times in ten days. The boss was worried and a few black hairs turned white. He quickly asked his son to marry a wife to bring good luck.

The young master was quite interesting. He could often be seen listening to stories in the teahouse. He always comforted the master not to care too much about the food in the south, saying that everything in the world has advantages and disadvantages, and that since it can be harvested three times a year, it will definitely not taste as good as the rice here. At that time, different rice will have different prices, and there will be poor people who can fill their stomachs, and there will be people with more spare money who can enjoy it. Things will not be too bad.

These words are what I like to hear the most. If the rice shop can't be opened, I can only find another way to make a living.

In his imagination, Qian Ping'an stepped into the teahouse. It was much warmer inside, but it was not like the restaurant teahouse that used copper basins to burn charcoal for heating. It seemed that spring was coming, and the tea here was cheap and could not afford such a cost. Only people like Qian Ping'an would spend a few coins to come here to drink tea and listen to stories.

The only fire came from the feet of the storyteller. The copper stove flickered red, dispelling the cold.

The storyteller had a goatee. He was respected by the poor people nearby because he could read and tell the contents of newspapers such as "Wulin Express" in the first place. Now he was drinking the bamboo leaf green tea specially prepared by the teahouse, shaking his head, closing his eyes and resting his mind, as if he was humming an opera, waiting for the next story.

Qian Pingwen drank a sip of the big bowl of tea, and felt the warmth rising up, and the coldness in his body melted like snowflakes, and he felt indescribably comfortable.

For a guy like him, it was a great luxury to come here every now and then to drink a cup of tea and listen to storytelling. If he had not been married yet, he would not have been able to do it.

At this moment, several horses came running like a whirlwind, and suddenly stopped at the door of the teahouse, and several men wearing cloaks and swords jumped down.

"Boss, five bowls of good tea, hot and strong!" The leading man wore a fur hat and held a three-foot-long sword inlaid with gold and jade in his left hand. There was a scar between his eyebrows, which made him look like a god with a third eye.

"There is a scar on the forehead with a strange eye, and the scabbard is inlaid with seven jades. Is it Gao Fuchen, the "Shenmu Sword" from Yuexi?" Qian Ping'an thought to himself.

Some customers in the teahouse have already whispered that this is Gao Fuchen, the "Shenmu Sword", a top-notch player in the martial arts world, who has appeared in the "Wulin Express" several times.

People who often come to listen to books are as familiar with him as they are with their neighbors.

"The Shenmu Sword who was defeated by Gu Wenxiang, the "Sad Palm"?" A tea drinker asked back.

"Yes, yes, it's him, but Gu Wenxiang slapped away the seven jade swords with just three swords." Someone gave a positive answer.

"Gu Wenxiang is one of the best swordsmen in the world. It's normal that the Divine Eye Sword lost to him." "It's natural to lose to Gu Wenxiang, but at that time, Gao Fuchen was proud of his swordsmanship and took the initiative to challenge. Tsk tsk..." The whispers were like mosquitoes and flies flying around, and they quickly spread out, discussing the battle that made Gao Fuchen appear on the "Wulin Express" for the first time.

Gao Fuchen was successful at a young age and was a well-known swordsman in the martial arts world. His ears were so sharp that he had heard all the discussions in his heart. At this time, his blood rushed up, his face flushed, and he felt hot and painful, and he was ashamed and angry.

It would be fine if I was just talked about by my fellow martial artists. I was really too arrogant to challenge the Sad God Palm, but now I am being talked about endlessly by ordinary people who have no kung fu, and I am laughed at wherever I go. It's really shameful.

I really want to be famous in the world, but not this kind of fame!

The emergence of "Wulin Express" has brought about a wonderful evolution in the reputation of people like them. In their words, they have become "public figures". Their every move is like a star at night, attracting the attention of the world, so they have to pay more attention to their image, and the more they have their own style, the more likely they are to be respected.

There is always something wrong with such a martial arts world... Gao Fuchen was so angry that he wanted to draw his sword and kill these noisy poor men, but if he was really so impulsive, as long as he didn't kill them all, the "Wulin Express" would have similar headlines on the front page every few days:

"The God's Eye Sword is possessed by the devil, killing innocent people" "Because of his fame, Gao Fuchen has gone crazy" "Entering the heart of the murderer Gao Fuchen, what kind of martial arts world and what kind of rules made him make such an extreme choice" "At the age of seven, he knocked over the beggar's bowl, and at the age of nine, he peeped at women bathing, Gao Fuchen's perverted life"...

Just thinking about the title makes me shudder. This is more uncomfortable than being hunted all over the world. My reputation is completely ruined. The reputation of the evil devil is scary and mysterious, but it will only make people dumbfounded. , looks like a clown, and if he wants to retaliate against "Wulin Express", he will not be able to draw his sword just by thinking about their master's incredible teleportation ability.

The world is so big that there are very few people who are not interested in fame and fortune.

Taking a deep breath, Gao Fushen chose to turn a deaf ear and turned to leave.

At this time, his companion sent a message: "Brother Gao Xian, you can withstand as much slander as you can withstand the praise."

Gao Fushen turned his head to look at his companion, nodded slightly, moved forward again, and sat down at a table.

This brother Ren is more fond of writing among people in the world. He likes certain sentences in "Wulin Express" very much and often talks about them, but some of them do have some truth.

"Don't be angry, the enemy will laugh." This companion spoke out again, using the "famous quotes" he had collected.

Gao Fu Shen sat quietly, thinking only about newspapers. This new thing is now springing up like mushrooms after a rain. It is everywhere, involving people from all walks of life. It is no longer like in the past due to the limited publication space of "Wulin Express". Most of the people who are published are the top figures in the martial arts world, and most of the warriors are still unable to understand the change of "identity". Now, as long as they are somewhat famous and have done something relatively influential, it is difficult to escape the reports and the spread of their reputation.

I heard that the owner of "Flying Fox Manor" gave money to the local newspaper and the editor of "Wulin Express" to cover up the fact that he lost to his disciple during the competition... Gao Fushen thought with envy, but it was a pity that he was challenging " "Palm of Sadness", the matter was quite sensational, and the editors could not suppress it at all.

Snapped!

The storyteller was shocked and the whole room came to their senses and became unusually quiet.

"The front page of today's 'Wulin Express' is a series of allusions from the Jianghu world. It's about the incident that shocked the Divine Sword in the past, and it's titled "Walking with the Sword to the End of the World."" The storyteller said concisely and comprehensively.

Gao Fusheng was refreshed, and "Wulin Express" actually used the front page to serialize the allusion?

Jingshen Sword is his most respected senior, thinking that he is the best swordsman in history.

Qian Pingan's eyes were blank, and he didn't know why. His understanding of the world began in the past few months. It was good to know the famous masters of today. How could he know the strong men of the past?

Most tea drinkers are the same as him.

The storyteller's expression became solemn and he read the wedge:

"Throughout the ages, there have been only a handful of people who have reached the pinnacle of martial arts, Shattering the Void, and the closest ones are the Sword Emperor and the Jingshen Sword."

"The Jingshenjian learned martial arts when he was young, and became a master, and then he understood nature, glimpsed the way of heaven, set foot in the rivers and lakes because he escorted Lu Guan to the capital, lightly killed poisonous impermanence, visited the mountain temple at night, met the evil king on the river, moved the capital with the long sword, and then Sitting with the Sword Emperor and discussing the Tao, he realized something in his heart. He knew that martial arts cannot be done by others, so he abandoned his glory and wealth and drifted away. Many years later, he marched into the supreme martial arts and reappeared in the world. No one could resist him, and he fought with the Sword Emperor at sunset. The peaks both shattered and left."

Qian Pingan and others were deeply shocked after hearing the short summary. It seemed that this was the real martial arts master. Compared with him, the top masters he knew before seemed like ordinary people without the spirit of a master.

The storyteller began to tell the main text: "The Jingshen Sword has no specific name and is handed down to the world. He is only called Xiao Meng. But when he sets foot in the world, it doesn't matter what his name is, because the world will only remember the Jingshen Sword."

"In order to learn the sword, he went through a lot of hardships and suffered a lot of loneliness, so he cherished his body very much and waited patiently for the opportunity to use the sword, the opportunity to become famous all over the world with his sword."

"At this time, his sword is unknown to anyone, and no one knows what kind of charm is hidden in his scabbard. When he has accumulated enough strength and waited for the opportunity, he picks up his sword and emerges from the silence of the ancient temple in the mountains. When he walked out, everyone was shocked. Who was he? Where did he come from? How could he have such terrible swordsmanship?

It didn't take long for him to become one of the two most famous swords in the world.

From unknown to famous, it only takes one draw, and no one dares to look directly at him from now on.

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Qian Ping'an had never heard of such a story, and had never known such a character. In the next month, as long as he had money and was not busy, after the rice shop closed, he would go to the tea shop to listen to books. If that didn't work, he would find someone familiar with the tea shop. Chatting with guests, he listened to their stories, ranging from "Send off Commander Lu with swords for thousands of miles, pass five passes and kill six generals, hold the Shanhe Temple at night", "not worthy of my sword", etc. to "The Battle of Sunset Peak", which made him fascinated. Reminiscing about the demeanor of our predecessors.

"If I could know the story of Jingshenjian before, I would definitely find ways to practice martial arts..." Qian Pingan sighed.

This time "The Legend of Jingshen Sword" is much more detailed than what was left in the past, and the image of Jingshen Sword has also been fleshed out. Although it is somewhat different from the previous "cold swordsman", it is more humane and closer to imagination. The Daily Life of a Chinese Swordsman, Gao Fushen and other admirers of "Shocking Sword" not only did not resist, but quickly accepted this new image and slightly changed their perceptions.

This is the humane Shocking Sword!

Among the Excalibur puppets placed in Shang Jiuming's study, Meng Qi's consciousness relied on this change and the medium of the Excalibur puppet to realize the feedback from heaven and earth and the changes in connection.

"...You have to adjust in this direction." Meng Qi gained something.

The next day, when Qian Pingan stepped into the tea shop again, the front page of the "Wulin Express" in front of the storyteller had changed to:

"The long sword has no love but the lover has love, the secret history of the shocking sword".

Today I will resume two updates, but the second one will be a little later, because I can't get to the hotel and go online until after 10 pm, so I will update before midnight~