Chapter 1512 Zhongzhou (it will be below zero soon)


    Duanmuhuai sat in the corner of the inn, drinking wine and eating meat bored.


    This world is different from other places. It is divided into five states: east, west, south, north and middle. Duanmu Huai is now in Zhongzhou. When he came here, the town posted a notice saying that it was a human-eating tiger appearing and a reward for capable people to kill. So Duanmuhuai beat the tiger to death and then came to the yamen to receive the reward.


    Then Duanmu Huai naturally lived here.


    He has nothing else to do, there are no monsters in this world, and the judge has no room for performance. So Duanmuhuai was a hunter here. He went out to the surrounding forests to buy some animals for money, and then stayed in the inn, looking like he was drunk and dreaming.


    There is no Internet or electronic games in this era. Duanmu Huai is bored every day, which means listening to chats all over the world in the inn to relieve boredom.


    Therefore, I know more or less some knowledge in the martial arts world.


    For example, Lin Xian''er, the most beautiful girl in the Western Wulin, Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars'' Sect in the Northern Wulin, the Fengyunhui in the Eastern Wulin, the Demon Sect in the Southern Wulin, etc.


    Some Duanmuhuai have heard of, some have not, but in short, he also knows that these things should not be mixed together.


    But...what does it have to do with yourself.


    Duanmuhuai bit off the chicken leg at his hand again and took a sip of tea. Duanmu Huai has also seen martial arts things, but he doesn’t like them very much. It’s not that Duanmu Huai doesn’t like the martial arts type, but because he was always teased by his classmates before, saying that the protagonists in martial arts are all weak little white faces. A tall black iron tower like Duanmu Huai is the kind of NPC characters who are specifically beaten up by the protagonist in martial arts novels...at most, they are characters like doorkeepers or warders.


    Made, I feel very upset when I think of Duanmu Huai.


    main character? I **** care about you, Zhang Junbao or Linghu Chong, whether you, Nine Yang Divine Arts or Dugu Nine Swords, if you die one by one, I’m afraid you won’t succeed?


    Want to use me as a stepping stone to show off? Go dreaming.


    Now, Duanmu Huai is also drinking and eating meat here, while listening to the chats of the people around him.


    Every day, there are people from the world and people from the world. The content they chat with is everywhere. For example, now, Duanmuhuai is listening to the story of a big flower-picking thief on the table next to him.


    Well, men, when they get together, they either talk about women or brag.


    "Hey, do you know that the plum blossom thief who was rampant around the world thirty years ago appeared again!"


    "Plum blossom thief?"


    Looking at the older Jianghuke with a solemn expression, a young Jianghuke frowned.


    "What is that?"


    "Hey, when the plum blossom thief became famous, you were not even born. You know, there was no one in the Western Wulin who didn''t know him at that time. This man was wandering, unpredictable, and committed many evil deeds. At that time, Wu Wentian, the leader of Diancang, threatened to find him, but he died in his own yard the next day, with no scars on his body, only five blood marks arranged like plum blossoms on his chest, as small as needle eyes, everyone knows that it is the sign of the plum blossom thief. But no one knows whether it is a hidden weapon or an outer weapon. Because of the person who fought with him..."


    Speaking of this, the old man lowered his voice.


    “Everything is dead.”


    "oh?"


    "But one thing is certain that the plum blossom thief must be a man, because he not only robs money, but also robs the sex. The Western Wulin black and white hated him to the core, but he had no way to do anything about him. Because if someone said he was going to go against him, then he would definitely die within three days, and there would definitely be his unique sign on his chest."


    "So scary?"


    Hearing the introduction of the old Jianghuke, the young Jianghuke''s face turned pale.


    "What about it later?"


    "Later... the plum blossom thief disappeared and no one knew where he went. There were even rumors that the plum blossom thief felt that the Western Wulin was not enough for him to harm him, so he went to harm other Wuzhou, but was killed by a big man..."


    "but………"


    The young gangster frowned in confusion.


    "I heard from my father-in-law that, then the plum blossom thief should be quite old. At least he should be in his sixties or seventies now. Do you still have the ability to do such things?"


    "Hey, I don''t want to believe it, but everyone says so, and I heard that the unique mark of the plum blossom thief was found on the corpse... and in the past seven or eight months, seven or eighty cases have been committed. Now the beautiful woman in the world is even more at ease to sleep or eat..."


    "The robbers crowing and dogs are not afraid of them."


    At this moment, the Jianghu guest sitting on the table next to him snorted coldly and raised his head to drink the wine in the pot.


    "If this guy dares to come to the Nanwulin, I want to see him compete with the fairies of Cihang Jingzhai, it will definitely be very interesting. In the final analysis, it is just that the people in the Xiwulin are too useless. Even a flower-picking thief can''t deal with it. It''s really a big laugh."


    "Brother, this is a bad thing."


    At this time, the Jianghu guest opposite him also interjected.


    "You must know that no matter which Wuzhou you are in, the flower-picking thief who can make a name for himself is not easy. For example, Tian Boguang, who travels alone in the Northern Wulin, is still rampant and makes people have no choice but to do anything to him?"


    "Hey, what''s so great about the Southern Wulin."


    At this time, another gangster couldn''t help but speak out.


    "What do you say about Cihang Jingzhai? The demon hidden side of your side is not a good bird, and you didn''t see Cihang Jingzhai kill him."


    "You know, the Demon Sect is powerful and has a close connection with the court. We are also determined to kill demons and are powerless to return to heaven..."


    "What you say is better than what you sing, but in the final analysis, isn''t it just a coward."


    "So brave, you have the affair to go to the Nanwulin to talk about this. I promise you will have five steps of blood splashing!"


    "Hahaha, aren''t you the same? You have a kind of stolen plum blossoms in the Western Wulin. Let''s see if they leave a plum blossom on your chest, too?"


    "You guys bully people too much!"


    "Come on, just behave like I''m afraid you won''t do it!"


    Why………


    Duanmu Huai sat in the corner, looking at the scene in front of him, and shook his head helplessly. This kind of thing has become common in inns. People from all over the world come here to eat and drink. They brag when they drink too much, and start fighting each other when they brag. It''s no different from the verbal battle on Tieba Weibo... Oh, no, there''s still a difference.


    Online verbal wars, you can''t even hurt a hair when you typing the keyboard, but once you get red eyes, it''s common to see blood.


    However, everyone in the inn was obviously used to it. The two fighters fought each other for several rounds, and felt that they could not perform in the inn, so they rushed out of the door.


    Well...it''s better to go outside to get a job, at least you don''t have to consider cleaning.


    The inn was quiet for a moment, and then it became noisy again. The waiter quickly stepped forward and helped up the table, chairs and benches, singing songs, chatting, drinking, drinking, as if nothing had happened just now.


    Duanmuhuai leaned against the corner of the wall, closing her eyes to rest.


    “This brother.”


    At this moment, a voice sounded, Duanmu Huai picked up his eyelids, and saw a man looking at him. "Don''t mind if I sit here."


    The man''s voice was very light, and he seemed not young anymore, with only a pair of eyes still clear. Duanmu Huai just glanced at him and nodded.


    “Thank you.”


    The man smiled and sat opposite Duanmuhuai, then ordered wine to the waiter. Then he took out a piece of wood, took out a knife, and began to carve.


    Duanmu Huai glanced at the knife in the other party''s hand, yawned again, closed his eyes and leaned against the wall. He lives like this every day. Anyway, there is nothing else to do, and nothing else to kill. Just wait for the power on your body to be integrated, and then you can go out from this ghost place.


    “Cough cough…cough cough…”


    I don’t know how long it took, but a cough came. Duanmuhuai opened his eyes. It was already late at night, and the drinkers in the inn were almost gone. Only the lunatic opposite me was drinking and coughing.


    "You go and change your position."


    Duanmuhuai frowned and snorted coldly.


    "Don''t cough at people, it''s impolite, and it''s dirty."


    "Sorry, I don''t want it either."


    Hearing Duanmuhuai’s complaint, the man smiled bitterly, then reached out and drank the wine in the bowl in front of him.


    "I''m sorry, I...well, maybe I should go, but it''s too late."


    After saying this, the man turned his head and looked at the entrance door. At the same time, the door of the inn was pushed open and several tourists from the world walked in. They were dressed in different styles, holding weapons, and looked solemn, surrounding the man who was like a tuberculosis.


    "The plum blossom thief is here!"


    "Do you think you can still run away?"


    Hearing the angry shouts of the tourists from the world, Duanmu Huai opened his eyes and looked at the man curiously.


    "Are you a plum blossom thief?"


    Facing Duanmu Huai''s inquiry, the man smiled slightly.


    “Do you think I look like me?”


    "Who knows, I don''t care."


    Duanmuhuai closed his eyes again and leaned against the wall to change his posture.


    “Amitabha…”


    The Buddha''s name was proclaimed, and then an old monk with kind eyebrows walked in. He clasped his hands together, stared at the man, and sighed silently.


    "Li Tanyue, why is this?"


    "I really didn''t expect that you could catch up to Zhongzhou."


    The man looked at the wine silently, looked at the knife, and sighed.


    "The plum blossoms do many evil deeds, and everyone can punish them, no matter who they are."


    A gangster spoke, stared at the man, and then spoke again.


    "Even the famous Xiao Li Feidao is the same!"


    “…………”


    The man didn''t say anything, he just stared at the wine and the knife.


    "So, who will come?"


    A simple sentence made all the tourists who were eager to try stopped. They held their weapons tightly, their eyes wide open, but no one stepped forward.


    "Tsk, a bunch of waste."


    Looking at the crowd of tourists staring at each other with big eyes, Duanmu Huai snorted coldly. He came over to arrest people with great momentum, but he went to the ground, but no one stood up.


    So what are these people doing? Just watch here?


    "Brother, this is a bad thing."


    Hearing Duanmuhuai’s complaints, the man coughed and smiled.


    "They just want others to come forward."


    "I know, Xiao Li''s flying knife is a perfect match."


    Duanmuhuai stretched.


    "So they need others to die first, and then they can get the bargain behind. In the final analysis, the people in the martial arts world are just this kind of charity. A group of people without courage have only themselves in their hearts and don''t care about anything else. A well-trained army is much better than this group of idiots. No wonder they can only have such a gangster gang in the martial arts world so have no future."


    Hearing Duanmuhuai''s ridicule, everyone''s expressions changed. One of them held a long sword in his hand and stared at Duanmuhuai.


    "Who is the master? Why do you say bad words to us?"


    Duanmuhuai had not answered yet, suddenly, a sharp voice sounded.


    "He must be the accomplice of the plum blossom thief. Li Xunhuan came here to meet him!"


    Duanmu Huai picked his eyes and saw a little brat standing behind the crowd, staring at him with a cold smile.


    "Otherwise, why would he sit at the same table with Li Xunhuan!?"


    Hearing the little brat''s words, the man smiled bitterly.


    “I’m so sorry.”


    The tourists from the world looked at each other and nodded slightly.


    "That''s true, then it''s not too late to take down this accomplice!"


    The next moment, a cold light flashed and shot towards Duanmu Huai!


    (This chapter ends)