Big Devil: Starting from refining flying zombies

Chapter 36 Wanted

On the border of Yan State, there is a roadside tea stall.

Coincidentally, the black clouds covered, the wind gusts, and the torrential rain is like a waterfall.

Inside the tea stand, an old man in a rough brown coat fiddled with a broken abacus.

There was also a waiter with a sackcloth veil hanging on his hand, holding an old teapot with a weary expression to entertain him.

Three or five guests, in order to avoid the rain, were drinking the weak tea soup one after another.

Suddenly, a man with a big knife hanging from his waist poked his mouth and shouted: "Shopkeeper, there is good wine here, I am not used to this bird tea!"

"Master, what a coincidence, our place is a tea stand, and there is no alcohol."

Xiao Er was cleaning a table, heard the sound, and refused without looking back, but this attitude really annoyed the man.

Bang!
The man with the knife stared at him with tiger eyes, and his big rough hands seemed to have practiced some external skills. He slammed on the table, shaking the table almost to pieces.

The waiter's hairs stood on end, and he turned around angrily and took a breath, trying to be tougher, but when he saw the decapitating knife, his claws went numb and he lost his courage.

Under the gaze of the old man at the tea stall, he had no choice but to beg for mercy in a muffled voice.

"If you don't want to drink tea, you can get out and get in the rain."

A young man in brocade clothes sitting next to him was disturbed by the huge noise, he hummed softly, and spoke sarcastically.

"Little boy, are you going to challenge grandpa?"

The rough man narrowed his eyes, and touched the handle of the knife with his big hands. He was a quack who licked blood on the tip of the knife, and he wanted to draw the knife at the slightest disagreement.

"It's really crazy, my sword is not bad!"

The young man in brocade clothes put down his teacup, the sword on the table "clanged", and pulled out half of the bright sword.

"Our store has a small profit and a small capital, so we can't stand your toss."

Seeing that a fight that is popular in the Jianghu is about to start, the old man at the tea stall let out a long sigh, and saw his skinny knuckles twisting two abacus.

laugh!laugh!
The two abacus turned into streamers and hit the broadsword and the sword respectively, sending the two weapons flying and landed in the rain outside.

The rain quickly soaked the two weapons that were about to see blood, and the water droplets slid down the blades, splashing a little rain.

"This is...innate internal force!"

The rough man's eyes widened, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and the palm holding the knife was still numb.

"It turns out that there are seniors living in seclusion here, and the juniors are disrespectful!"

On the other hand, the young man in Jinyi's eyes lit up. He just barely acted out of righteousness. Maybe by chance, he could form a good relationship with this innate senior.

Seeing that the two had succumbed successively, the old man at the tea stall did not hold them accountable, nor did he show favoritism.

He just shook his head and sighed: "Now in Yan Kingdom's rivers and lakes, there are so many juniors who can't live up to expectations, who can do great things, I don't see any of them!"

"Hehehe, the old man's flick of the fingers is called 'innuendo', but let me remind you of a master who became famous in the Jianghu decades ago."

In the deepest part of the tea stand, a middle-aged man in a gray robe spoke leisurely, which surprised the old man of the tea stand.

Seeing that everyone was slightly puzzled, the middle-aged man showed his background quite modestly.

"The following are the storytellers of the rivers and lakes of this generation."

The Jianghu storyteller is a hidden Jianghu sect in the Yan Kingdom. He has a single biography, and he is familiar with anecdotes and anecdotes in the Jianghu.

Because that means becoming famous and becoming famous, which is the moment that every wandering knight in the rivers and lakes dreams of.

"I seem to have been on the list of storytellers of the previous generation, but it's a pity that I ranked at the bottom, not comparable to those geniuses."

The eyes of the old man at the tea stand fluctuated for a moment, and it was slightly cloudy, as if he remembered the wind and rain of the old days, the rivers and lakes that once belonged to him.

"Old man, don't underestimate yourself. Being able to achieve the innate realm is something that many warriors can't dream of. What's more, you have been listed on my master's magic weapon book. You must have been a genius knight in the past!"

The storyteller cupped his hands with respect on his face, then changed the subject, and said, "What the old man said earlier, he thought that the younger generation in the Jianghu of Yan Kingdom is not outstanding, but the younger generation has some new news for you to hear."

"Oh? That old man would like to hear more about it, so I won't accept your tea payment if you speak well."

The old man at the tea stall showed great interest.

The rough man and the young man in brocade clothes, who were about to fight before, sat down again in silence and pricked up their ears.

"In today's Yan Kingdom Jianghu, there are three young masters who are astoundingly talented, who can be said to have been born out of nowhere. In just a few months, they have picked up several schools with bad records, and they are extremely vicious. , Since then, it has become famous and famous throughout the Jianghu!"

"Behind those sects, there is the same master, that is the younger brother of King Yan, General Yan Wuxie!"

As soon as the storyteller finished speaking, several people present frowned slightly, because Yan Wuxie was notorious in Jianghu.

"But that Yan Wuxie who practiced evil kung fu, harvesting yin and nourishing yang? Because women who practiced martial arts can harvest and nourish better, the eagle claws of his sects have captured many chivalrous women. If there are any resisters , and even destroyed the whole family!"

"Now that his Eagle Claw is killed by others, it is also a cycle of heaven, and the retribution is not good!"

The eyes of the young man in brocade clothes widened slightly. He came from a martial arts family and was well-informed, so he immediately showed a hint of joy.

"And Yan Wuxie, that dog thief, if it wasn't for the protection of the Yan Kingdom Guards and his martial arts skills, he would have been slaughtered a long time ago!"

The rough man also snorted, thinking that if he had the chance to kill this guy, he might become famous immediately.

"Does Yan Wuxie have a ranking on the magic weapon list?"

The old tea stall man squinted his eyes and seemed to ask unintentionally.

"Yan Wuxie ranks third in the list of magic soldiers. Relying on the cultivation of evil spirits, the internal energy is said to be 200 years old, and he has practiced the secret skills of the royal family of Yan Kingdom. He is full of energy, water and fire, even if all arrows are fired at once. , before his internal strength is exhausted, he can't hurt him at all."

The storyteller sighed, the magic weapon book only depends on strength, even the most evil people can get it.

"But in recent days, Yan Wuxie has been forced by others, and he dare not step out of the General's Mansion. According to rumors, he is almost out of food."

"What? Could it be those three did it!"

"Not bad!"

"How can the younger generation have such masters? Could it be that there are old Jianghu myths wearing vests and wanting to eliminate harm for the Jianghu?"

"Storyteller, you haven't said whether or not those three people are ranked on the magic weapon list, and what are their names!"

"Hahaha, just based on the current record of those three people, they have already entered the top ten of the magic army, and they are called..."

……

The chats in the tea stall drifted away with the sound of wind and rain.

And more than ten kilometers away from the tea stand, is the capital of King Yan. On the tall and thick city wall, the imperial guards are patrolling vigilantly.

A school lieutenant handed out a stack of arrest warrants.

Soon, arrest warrants were posted on the city wall and everywhere in the city. On it, there were two women and one man. Apart from wearing masks, their bodies and temperaments were painted lifelike.

"Miaoyin Excalibur, Flying Witch, Fire Ghost Monster!"

"Choose one of these three people, regardless of whether they live or die, they will be rewarded with ten thousand gold and thousands of households. Even if their whereabouts are discovered, there will be thousands of gold rewards!"

At the gate of the city, an armored soldier in armor held up a wanted warrant, his voice was full of air, and it was heard far away.

Suddenly, a man in black robes squeezed out from the crowd watching the play, his fingers were entwined with golden light, he just pressed forward slightly, and crushed the armored soldier immobile from the air.

He stepped forward, tore off a wanted warrant, looked at it, walked up to the soldier, took off his hat, and revealed a hideous ghostly face.

"Fire ghost monster..."

The Iron Armored Soldiers immediately fought back and forth, with a look of horror on their faces.

"What the hell, who taught you the nicknames, why is it my turn to be a weirdo!"

The man in black cursed, knocked the man unconscious with a punch, then lightened his footsteps, turning into afterimages, ignoring the hundreds of soldiers surrounding him, he went straight to the city.

An alarm was raised on the city wall, and several pigeons were released, circling and flying in one direction in the wind and rain.

(End of this chapter)