Volume 11 Seven Weapons: The Farewell Hook Chapter 300: Victory Golden Sword
March 18th.
Wan Junwu gets up early, eats, does morning exercises, and breathes.
He drank all night with Mr. Hua Si and Manager Qiu last night, and when he woke up this morning, he was still in good spirits.
That's because he has a secret to drinking.
He will vomit.
Every time he would find an excuse to go to the toilet, and then vomit out all the alcohol he had drunk before. After returning, he would continue drinking.
Everyone praised him for his "unparalleled swordsmanship and extraordinary drinking capacity", and he himself felt very proud of it.
He never told anyone his secret.
But in fact, his senior brother Xu Tong, his disciple Fang Cheng, and his best friend Gao Feng all understood, but just pretended not to know.
Di Qinglin also knew it.
He came to Mudan Villa with the intention of killing Wan Junwu, and he planned to do it when Wan Junwu was half drunk and left the table to vomit.
But Wan Junwu is still alive and well now.
Just because Di Qinglin didn't want to kill him for the time being, he planned to use him to do something, something that Di Qinglin really wanted to do but didn't dare to do.
…
Mudan Villa, at the foot of the hillside, outside the horse pen.
The three-day "Horse Appreciation Conference" has ended, and all the good horses have been taken away. Sunset Racecourse has made a fortune again, and Mr. Hua Si also collected a lot of venue fees.
As long as it's for money, no matter where they are, Guanxi, Guandong, Chang'an and Luoyang, everyone can always get together.
So after the horses have left the stable and everyone has taken their spoils, there shouldn't be anyone here.
However, there were indeed two people standing on the hillside under the setting sun.
"Young Marquis" Di Qinglin and " Wansheng Knife" Xu Tong.
Di Qinglin and Xu Tong also came together because of money.
Di Qinglin paid the money and Xu Tong collected it.
The secret that Wan Junwu would vomit after drinking was also told to Di Qinglin by Xu Tong.
Di Qinglin stood very straight, like the straight tip of a cold iceberg.
Xu Tong bowed slightly.
Di Qinglin said, "I know that you and Master Wanjun are from the same school, and you became his apprentice three years earlier than him. Your swordsmanship is not much worse than his, but you are a little less fierce and have fewer opportunities to become famous."
Xu Tong said disdainfully: "He just had a little more luck!"
Di Qinglin said: "He is luckier than you, has a greater reputation and more property, so although you are his senior brother in name, you are actually the bodyguard he hired after he retired from the sword."
Xu Tong snorted coldly.
Di Qinglin said: " You must be unwilling to accept it in your heart."
Xu Tong held his "Eternal Victory Golden Sword" and murmured, "If I could have a bit of luck, I could kill a few famous masters..."
Di Qinglin interrupted him and said, "Now there is an opportunity. If you kill him, you will immediately become a famous swordsman!"
Xu Tongdao: "Who to kill?"
Di Qinglin said: "Su Weiyun!"
Xu Tong 's pupils shrank, his expression changed in shock, and he said, "Is that Su Weiyun who defeated 'Lucky Star' Gui Dongjing?"
Di Qinglin stared at Xu Tong and said coldly: "Yes, it's him! The swordsman from yesterday!"
Xu Tong couldn't stand Di Qinglin's gaze, so he lowered his head and said, "I heard... I heard that he can eat people."
He was obviously somewhat reluctant to go.
There are many people in the world who are like this, always lamenting that they are unlucky and have no opportunities. In fact, it is just that they dare not do it and are not sure to do it.
Di Qinglin sneered: "Don't worry, he can't eat you!"
As he spoke, he turned around again, with his back to Xu Tongdao: "I will help you secretly from the side. If you lose, it's mine, and if you win, it's yours! Killing Su Weiyun will give you money, fame, and benefits, all of which will not be lost!"
The veins on Xu Tong's forehead jumped a few times. He swallowed his saliva, and his eyes flashed with excitement.
"Thank you, young marquis!"
…
The next day.
In Luoyang, peonies are in full bloom. People come from all over the country to enjoy the flowers and see the majesty, prosperity and grandeur of the ancient capital of Luoyang.
The most famous alley in Luoyang City is naturally Tongtuo Lane.
The wise men gather outside the Golden Horse Gate, and the young men gather in the Bronze Camel Lane.
The busiest time for Tongtuo Lane was when the Lion Hall was still standing and the "Lion" Zhu Meng was still majestic; however, since a raging fire burned down the Lion Hall, this place has become much quieter.
However, no matter how deserted the alleys are, there are always restaurants.
Xu Tong was sitting in a tavern, looking at a young man in front of him. He casually gave him three strings of copper coins and said, "Have you passed on the message?"
The young man said, "I have sent a message. Lord Su asked me to bring the horse for him."
He held the reins in his hand, to which was attached a lean and capable old horse.
As soon as Lao Ma approached the tavern, his nose began to sniff, as if he smelled some delicious fresh grass.
But there is only wine here.
Xu Tong frowned slightly as he looked at the "old wine" that was bought for "30,300 taels" of silver just two days ago.
"The horses are here, but where are the people?"
The young man said, "That adult also asked me to pass on a message to you."
"What did he say?"
"He said: He doesn't like to drink much. If you really want to treat him, please buy his horse a few drinks."
After the boy finished speaking, he dropped the reins and quickly ran away laughing.
Only a young man like this would dare to spread these words.
Everyone knew that Xu Tong would be furious after hearing these words.
Sure enough, the wine glass in Xu Tong's hand had been thrown to the ground. He kicked the stool, slammed the table, stood up and picked up the golden knife that he had placed on the table.
"You are going too far!"
Xu Tong raised his knife, shook the knife ring, and chopped towards the horse's head of "Laojiu".
Just as his blade was about to fall, a hand gently lifted his wrist, preventing his blade from falling any further.
"If the horse wants to drink, just let it drink. Why bother with a horse?"
Xu Tong raised his head and saw Su Weiyun standing in front of him.
Su Weiyun looked at him with a smile, just like the young man who had just delivered the message.
"What do you want from me?"
Xu Tong deliberately made himself look neither humble nor arrogant, clasped his fists, and said, "I'd like to invite Young Master Su to have a drink, please!"
He lifted his clothes, sheathed the golden sword, placed it on the edge of the table, and sat down again.
He poured a glass of wine for Su Weiyun, then picked up his own glass and said, "I'll drink first as a sign of respect!"
Su Weiyun picked up the wine glass, took a light sniff, and then put it back on the table.
"Please drink my wine."
Su Weiyun looked at him with a smile and pushed the wine over to him.
Xu Tong raised his eyebrows and said, "Why? You don't want to drink? Do you look down on me?"
Su Weiyun said calmly: "You don't seem to be a very important person, why should I look up to you?"
"Besides, poisoning wine is something that people look down upon!"
Xu Tong's face turned pale and he said angrily: "You said the wine was poisoned? I drank the same pot of wine, how come I wasn't poisoned? This is ridiculous!"
Su Weiyun looked at him coldly without saying a word, as if he was watching a joke.
Xu Tong was furious, and he drew out his golden sword, shouting, "Su Weiyun, you really look down on me! How can I tolerate this? Let's fight to the death today!"
He finally found a good excuse to challenge Su Weiyun.
He did not bring a large group of people to launch a surprise attack on Su Weiyun. If he wanted to become famous, he could only use this method.
The golden sword was unsheathed, and the steel rings in the seven holes moved and struck the back of the sword.
Ding , dang, dang!
Wow!
The golden knife chopped down on the head!
