The old man looked out the window and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he came to his senses and smiled bitterly: "But the old man lost his composure. I am also a victim. My family is in Huangzhou Prefecture, with a few acres of thin land. Although I have no spare time, I am considered safe. It's just that my granddaughter is innocent and afraid that she will be harmed, so she cannot escape to the north and become a wanderer."

After a few words, Shen Yuanjing told the hardships. Although his long gown was washed white, he was extremely neat and clean, his fingers were clean, and his expression was not as difficult as those who worked all year round. He told the story very well, his knowledge was quite clear, and his Erhu was quite accomplished, so he knew that he had read a lot of books.

After a little more discussion, he was indeed a scholarly scholar and taught in a private school in the countryside. His only son died early, and he sent his daughter-in-law to remarry and raised his granddaughter alone.

The two of them didn't talk about the world and said some other gossip. The old man was also surprised by Shen Yuanjing's knowledge and said, "I have seen many juren before, but there is no scholar as talented as the young master. If you join the imperial examination, you may be able to pass the imperial examination even if you are not a Jinshi."

Shen Yuanjing smiled but said nothing, pity his age and was still running around, so he asked the abbot of Huashan Taoist Temple to find a good place for him to make a living and settle down.

Before leaving, the old man hesitated and said, "There is a news here, let me hear it with the young master. I have a friend who is also a scholar who passed the exam in the first quarter and worked as a servant under the prefect of Ling of Jingzhou. He heard that more than a year ago, the daughter of Ling's family suddenly disappeared, saying that it was abducted by Ding.

The prefect Ling looked for a year, but recently he seemed to have a look and sent many people in the mansion out. I saw that the young master was very concerned about the hero Ding, and I didn’t know whether this matter was true or not. Please listen to it.”

Shen Yuanjing passed by and thanked him and went straight to Jiangling. Along the way, there were many people in the world holding swords and swords, calling their friends to attract their companions, and they were very angry, fighting and bleeding and broken limbs. It seemed normal, but it only made the farm shops along the way.

In the world of Liancheng Jue, there seems to be no distinction between black and white. If you do not bully the weak and harm innocent people, you are already considered a good person. The so-called righteous person, when encountering battles in the world, you should be cruel and you should be fooled. You will not be afraid of anything else.

He had a small face and was single again. He was able to deal with many troubles. At first, he killed less people, but he only taught a lesson. However, even more, he became more and more invaded. Then he took a harsh action and killed three waves of people in succession. As a result, he gained some tranquility after being rumored.

But the closer it was to Jiangling City, the more people were disturbing suddenly. Many people took out a scroll of portraits, and after seeing them, they rushed over without saying a word.

Shen Yuanjing was no longer ruthless, and he killed all the way outside Jiangling City, making everyone feel disgusted. Even so, he still couldn't stop someone from coming forward to offend him.

...

A scream came from the teahouse. Someone jumped up, but when he was staring at Shen Yuanjing, he didn't pay attention to pouring half a cup of hot tea into his mouth.

The man was furious and grabbed the waiter's clothes, trembling and shouted, "You thief, you dare to come to enjoy the house." He lifted his fist and was about to hit him.

Unexpectedly, the waiter was short and ran away, leaving only a short shirt in the man's hand. He was about to chase after him, but he ate a black shadow in front of him. He quickly raised his fist and hit him, but with a "bang", it was a teapot made of pottery, which shattered with a bang.

"Ahhhh!" The man covered his face and shouted. It turned out that the teapot was filled with boiling water. He caught off guard and responded inappropriately. Half of the boiling water in the pot fell on him. The rest and the scattered pottery pieces fell on three tables next to him.

The others jumped up and cursed: "The son of the turtle, you are the ancestors of the turtle." "You are a melon skin, why do you want to be a scattered person?" "You are jealous and jealous, you are very shocked and restless"...

An old man opposite was quite kind and said, "Shopkeeper, this person offended you, just go to him, and it will affect us others, but it is yours."

The shopkeeper glanced at him and said, "What happened to you? This is Jingzhou Prefecture, how can you go around and do anything?" There are many local people in the store, all of whom say it is.

The old man sneered and said, "What are the inside and outsiders? They are not just for the sake of treasures. They are afraid that we will come and grab them, so they will find some excuses to drive us away."

The shopkeeper didn't argue, and someone from the side asked, yelling: "Since you all know, don't get out, why don't you stay in Jiangling with a sloppy face?"

"Is this the world your Jiangling family? Then what emperor of Liang plunders the world's treasures, and everyone has a share. You treat yourself as a root and have some daydreams of monopolizing benefits. Today I want to see, you are a local snake, you can't suppress me, the cross-river dragon."

A big man said, raised his single sword and rushed to the counter. The shopkeeper was calm and sure enough, a thin man came out from the slant, using a three-stranded fork to hold the long sword.

There were also people from other places with swords and guns who stood up and greeted the locals on the other side. For a moment, the teahouse was messy, weapons were bumping around, and the people on both sides were screaming strangely.

In the entire tavern, Shen Yuanjing was the only one sitting in the corner and was not affected.

The old man just spoke, also found the shopkeeper and fought against each other. Only these two people here had the highest kung fu, both of whom used long swords. They attacked fiercely and were tricky and ruthless. They fought for thirty or fifty moves, and seemed to have fire. No matter who accidentally hits the front, they would be broken at the very least, and at worst, they would be killed in the yellow spring.

The two of them fought faster and faster. From the inside of the lobby to this side, the man who was poured with boiling water was covering his eyes and huddling to the side. Seeing this, he hurriedly hid in the corner, but unexpectedly he was slowed down and was slashed on his waist with a knife and fell behind Shen Yuanjing.

The shopkeeper seemed to have missed the lead because of one extra move to kill someone. He was slightly at a disadvantage and moved his feet and went around the other side of the table. However, the old man refused to disturb him and chased him and slashed him down. He was ruthless in his heart and poked him into the stomach with a knife.

Seeing that both sides were about to lose, both knives suddenly turned their direction. The old man's knife slashed Shen Yuanjing's right arm, but the shopkeeper's knife poked his lower abdomen.

He still sat upright and didn't move at all. He was about to hurt his hands. He suddenly raised his right arm, picked up his chopsticks on the table, pinched a chopstick in his hand, waved it left and right, and handed it back, returning empty-handed, as if he hadn't moved.

Before the smiles on the old man and the shopkeeper had disappeared, a stream of blood was swelling from his forehead, and then he rushed out and fell on the table. The man behind him also fell on his back with a bamboo chopstick on his forehead.

Shen Yuanjing used a chopstick to penetrate the skulls of the three people. Some people next to him had a flash of sight. They saw three corpses, which were so scared that they ran out. The rest of the people were confused and immediately stopped fighting and rushed towards him.

He reached out and knocked on the table. The chopsticks did not move, and all the chopsticks inside jumped up. With a wave of his hand, "Puchi" and "Puchi", no matter how many times he ran to the door, all those who had just run to the door fell to the ground, with a chopstick in his vest, only half of them exposed.

The people inside were scared, and they all stopped and looked at each other. However, Shen Yuanjing suddenly stood up, and his body shook twice in the lobby. A "thump" sounded, mixed with "big..." and "luck...".

Shen Yuanjing stood in the middle, raised his right hand and looked carefully before walking to the counter. Sure enough, he found several portraits from it, which looked like him.

The fire next to him was making a sound. He picked up the boiling pot of tea, poured the cup, picked it up and smelled it, and said, "But they are some unskilled, and they don't even know how to poison them."
Chapter completed!