Volume 18: The Third Master's Sword Chapter 448: June's Story
Summer solstice.
Welcome Inn.
Xiaoyun held a long, tightly wrapped object in her hand and sat on the chair that was originally placed at the kitchen door, waiting.
He used to sit leisurely in the sun, but this time he sat upright and meticulously.
He didn't give a lecture today, but seemed to be waiting for someone.
After a while, until the sun was about to set, a man walked in from outside in a casual manner.
"Why did you ask me to come here today? By the way, I also want to hear why the old man Tianji you mentioned was ranked first in the weapon list, but he couldn't defeat the second one?"
The person who was speaking was Jia Huo.
When Xiaoyun saw Jia Huo, she did not answer his question. Instead, she took out the long red cloth in her hand and handed it to him solemnly.
"Please help me deliver this thing to the Huashan Sect's senior brother, a swordsman named Mei Changsu."
Jia Huo widened his eyes, leaned his head out and stared at the red object, which was stained like blood and was more than three feet long.
After staring for a long time, he slowly said, "You...are you crazy? Who do you want me to give this broken thing to?"
"Mei Changsu, the eldest senior brother of Huashan Sect! When he sees this thing, he will naturally understand everything."
Jia Huo nodded blankly and said, "He will understand everything, but I don't have the ability to find him!"
Xiao Yun said, "I think about it. Among the people I know, you are probably the only one who can get in touch with him, and you are the only one who has the ability to protect this thing."
Jia Huo saw Xiao Yun's serious expression and felt that he was not joking, so he asked cautiously, "What on earth is in this wrapping?"
"A sword."
Jia Huo exhaled, feeling relieved, and said excitedly, "It turned out to be a sword! I see. Your ancestor must have helped him once by accident, so he left this sword for you to use as a token to repay him, right?"
"Stories like this are common in storytelling. I never thought I'd run into one today." Jia Huo quickly tore off the wrapping cloth and said, " Come, let me take a closer look at what this sword looks like..."
Wow!
The cold front is full of energy and brilliance, and the cold is imminent!
Whether it is the texture, the quality, the black scabbard, the golden hilt, or the red tassel, they are all made impeccably and almost perfect.
Even though Jia Huo didn't have much knowledge, he should be able to recognize that this was absolutely an unparalleled divine sword that could cut through iron like mud!
——This was the Cold Iron Sword left behind by Xie Xiaodi!
"You...is this the token?"
Xiao Yun said: "You can also regard it as a token of trust, but this token must be seen by Mei Changhua himself. If anyone else knows about it, you and I may be killed!"
A man is innocent unless he is in possession of a treasure.
Carrying a magic sword on your body is a very dangerous thing; not to mention that the previous owner of this sword was Xie Xiaodi.
After Xie Xiaodi abandoned the sword, he just said that the magic sword was stolen. If it really reappears in the world, there will definitely be a large number of people who want to seize the sword in order to please the alliance of the seven major sword sects!
Jia Huo didn't know the details, but he still remembered Xiao Yun's words, and quickly wrapped the cloth, saying repeatedly: "Okay, okay, okay, I know. But since it will cause a fatal disaster, you should seal it up and don't use it easily!"
Xiao Yun sighed, "I thought this magic sword would never be used again, but I didn't expect that I would have to use it."
Jia Huo said: "You...did you encounter any difficulties..."
As he was speaking, he suddenly seemed to remember something and exclaimed, "Are you planning to hire someone to avenge Old Gong?! You're crazy, you're really crazy!"
"You actually used something this important to seek revenge on a dung picker?!"
Jia Huo held the magic sword in his hand and jumped almost ten feet high. His expression was as if he had found a living ghost. He shouted, "I know that Old Gong has done you a favor, but think about it, I was the one who introduced you to Old Gong first, right? Am I also your benefactor?"
Xiao Yun shook his head, but his eyes were particularly firm, and said: "If it weren't for the tragic death of Old Gong, this magic sword might never have had the chance to appear in the world."
Jia Huo kept stamping his feet, walking back and forth, and walked around Xiao Yun seven or eight times before he finally stopped and said helplessly, "Why don't you let Yuelai Inn help you find someone?"
Xiao Yun said: "Because this sword cannot be seen in public, it must be delivered by someone who cannot be seen in public!"
Jia Huo pointed at his nose and said, "You mean I can't stand the light?"
Xiaoyun smiled and said, "In the past, Lord Mengchang had retainers who were good at chicken-stealing and dog-stealing. That is of course a skill. You have this skill!"
After hearing this, Jia Huo felt a little better and said, "Okay, although I don't understand your story, I am still very happy that you compare me to Mengchangjun's subordinate. It happens that there will be a caravan heading northwest in a few days, and I have a way to go with them."
Xiao Yun said: "After this is done, I'm sure Senior Brother Mei Changhua will not treat you unfairly."
Jia Huo was nervous but excited at the same time. He played with the copper coin in his hand and laughed, "It doesn't matter if I'm treated unfairly or not. I just want to see the world of Jianghu!"
…
The lotus leaves reaching the sky are endless and green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are particularly red.
The lotus flowers in Jiangnan are very red in June, and the lotus flowers in Jianghu are also very red in June.
Because the flowers in the world are dyed with blood.
On the sixth day of June, Jia Huo got up early and caught up with the caravan. The group pulled the horses and carriages and set off towards the distance in a mighty procession.
He planned to visit Huashan Sect and experience a different world.
People outside want to get in, and people inside want to get out.
The world of martial arts is the same in people's minds. Is it the same in all places, environments, situations, and relationships in the world?
Perhaps the answer can only be known when Jia Huo comes back.
…
June 15th.
Full moon.
On the night of the full moon, Xiao Yun specially gave an extra book lecture to explain the ending of "The Flying Dagger of Xiao Li" clearly.
"Shangguan Jinhong's secret room is made of fine iron on all four sides, and the iron door weighs more than a thousand pounds, which is beyond human power to break. The anxious Ah Fei and Sun Xiaohong can only stand outside the door and knock on the iron door desperately."
"A Fei even used a bamboo sword to stab the iron gate, but the sword broke in vain!"
"Among all the weapons in the world, which one is better, Shangguan Jinhong's Dragon and Phoenix Double Rings, or will Xiao Li Tanhua's Xiao Li Flying Dagger, which never misses its target, survive to the end?"
Xiaoyun was talking at the most passionate part, and the audience was so focused that they dared not even make the sound of eating or drinking tea. But outside the inn, a discordant sound suddenly sounded.
"The county magistrate has arrived!"
A sedan chair landed outside the door, and a sedan bearer shouted loudly, drowning out Xiaoyun's voice in the inn.
Although everyone was very unhappy, no one dared to look at the county magistrate. They immediately looked outside the door and bowed to greet him.
County Magistrate Gou walked into Yuelai Inn swayingly with a big belly, two tufts of rat-hair in one hand and a long official uniform in the other.
He looked at the crowd, waved his hands and laughed, "Hahaha, I'm here today to have fun with the people, listen to the storytelling, and see what daily life is like."
The audience just took a breath when County Magistrate Gou said, "But if the lecturer says something outrageous, I will not tolerate it and will have to arrest him on the spot!"
No one spoke.
No one knew what County Magistrate Gou was up to, and no one dared to say anything.
By the time everyone came to their senses, Xiao Yun had already told the whole story: "So of course, in the end, Xiao Li Fei Dao won and walked out of the iron gate."
"You must know that Shangguan Jinhong is powerful and tyrannical, but there is no such thing as a tyrannical and unreasonable power that can ultimately win! So some people have to be careful about what they do!"
His words were obviously a satire on County Magistrate Gou.
The audience thought that County Magistrate Gou would be furious, but he showed no intention of getting angry at all.
"Well, you've said it well! Someone told me earlier that the new storyteller was planning a rebellion, and I said, how could Mr. Xiaoyun be planning a rebellion? So I came to listen, and it seems that he was lying. I must punish him severely!"
County Magistrate Gou blushed and left in disgrace.
In fact, Xiaoyun knew that Magistrate Gou would not dare to act rashly against him - because Magistrate Gou would know about the chaos Xiaoyun had caused in Liu Mansion and the defeat of the swordsman.
After all, County Magistrate Gou is not a powerful person, and he would not be so stupid as to conflict with Xiaoyun.
Xiaoyun has been performing on the streets for so long that most people in Liuquan City know that Xiaoyun is good at martial arts and has defeated the swordsman of the Hainan Sword School.
——However, since the Hainan Sword School is located in the South China Sea, which is very remote and seldom enters the Central Plains, these ordinary people who don’t know anything about the martial arts world have no idea what the Hainan Sword School is.
They didn't have a very high estimate of Xiaoyun's martial arts skills.
The story of Xiaoyun causing trouble at the Liu Mansion sounded scary at first, but after Xiaoyun started performing on the streets, people no longer thought of him as some mysterious master.
——Which mysterious master would perform on the streets?
——Xiao Yun’s status in their hearts is far inferior to that of the imperial court and those famous and upright sects.
However, County Magistrate Gou knew how powerful the Hainan sword school was, so the government office and Xiaoyun had always kept their distance from each other.
As soon as he left, the crowd exploded.
"Today County Magistrate Gou has brought trouble upon himself!"
"That's not right. Did Magistrate Gou get a new person? Why wouldn't he find a chance to take action?!"
"Idiot, do you want Mr. Xiaoyun to be arrested?"
“…”
Xiaoyun guessed that County Magistrate Gou would be a little afraid of him, but since he didn't dare to arrest anyone, why should he come?
At this time, the little girl's voice interrupted Xiaoyun's thoughts: "Big brother, is the story of Li Tanhua finished?"
Xiaoyun said: "Yes."
The little girl asked, "What story shall we tell next?"
"The next story..."
The little girl suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "Let's talk about Xie Xiaofeng in the next story. Let's talk about the battle between Xie Xiaofeng and the mysterious swordsman!"
As she spoke, she became a little sad: "Alas, it's a pity that the storyteller who told this story back then is no longer around, and I can't remember the name of the mysterious swordsman he talked about... Otherwise, I could still tell you the whole story, big brother."
"That mysterious swordsman's name is Su something... How come I forgot it again..."
