Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 43

Gu Zhiyue and Ning Zhiqiu took Ji Huan for a walk in Chaotian City, but within half a day, the reputation of Wenjian Pavilion on Zhengyang Street in Zhuque District spread instantly.

Everyone knows that the Great Zhou Mansion is the yamen of Chaotian City, and the chief of the Great Zhou Mansion is even more favored by the Empress.

But some time ago, his youngest son Ji Wen had a leg broken by a disciple of Kunlun Mountain. He did not dare to ask the empress because he knew it would be useless and might even arouse the empress' anger, so he went to Qinglong, who had a good relationship with him. General Ji Qingyun.

It's just that he didn't expect that Ji Qingyun and Tang Ge had a very close relationship.

Therefore, the chief of the Great Zhou Mansion called back the eldest son Ji Huan who was practicing in the Duantian Pavilion. No one knew what Ji Huan was doing in that courtyard, but Tang Ge was safe and sound.

And the two seem to have become friends.

Many people in Chaotian City know Ji Huan, and because of his identity, what he says will naturally be believed by many people.

As a result, the news about the Sword Pavilion spread.

In the courtyard, there are two more bamboo chairs.

Tang Ge lay on the bamboo chair and looked at the sky, glanced at the two sides from the corner of his eye, and thought it was not bad.

When Gu Zhiyue and Ning Zhiqiu came back, they brought back these two bamboo chairs, and they were lying on both sides of Tang Ge.

After running around the city for a long time, I feel a little tired.

"Uncle Master, just wait until We Wenjian Pavilion can carry forward its success."

Gu Zhiyue lay down very comfortably. Her bamboo chair was relatively high, so her calves could be suspended in the air and swing back and forth.

"Lend your auspicious words."

Tang Ge looked at the sky quietly, and the sky was slowly shrinking in his pupils.

Those floating clouds were blown by the wind and dispersed.

Practicing Jian Yuan in the past few days has been of great benefit to his progress in swordsmanship.

Originally, Tang Ge could also practice, but the progress was very slow, like a fish in a small river, he could live, but it was very uncomfortable.

Now with Jian Yuan's miraculous technique, he jumped into the sea like a fish from a small river.

Tang Ge kept looking at the sky for a long, long time. At a certain moment, a sword light suddenly shot out from his eyes.

Gu Zhiyue and Ning Zhiqiu, one on the right and one on the left, were very calm when they were suddenly awakened by the sound of a sword chant.

The two of them saw the sword light that shot straight into the sky, and at the same time felt strong fluctuations of sword intent around them.

Looking at the source of the sword light again, Tang Ge was still calm, but there seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Gu Zhiyue didn't know what happened.

Ning Zhiqiu sat up straight away and exclaimed, "Have you made a breakthrough?"

Tang Ge nodded slightly.

A large part of the reason for breaking the realm of Tengyun middle realm this time is because of Jianyuan.

Ning Zhiqiu looked up at the sky in a daze, and said, "Where will the sword light go?"

Tang Ge didn't want to talk at first, but after thinking about it, he said, "I'm going to poke the sky."

Ning Zhiqiu gave him a thumbs up.

……

……

It was past noon, and no one mentioned having lunch.

It was afternoon, and it was almost dusk. The three of them were still lying down when a voice came from outside the door.

"is it here?"

"It should be, isn't it written Wenjian Pavilion here?"

"Why is it so remote?"

"It's not a black shop, is it?"

……

Accompanied by a sound of dubious discussion, two teenagers walked in with swords behind their backs.

Seeing the three people lying on the bamboo chair, the two hesitated, then turned into panic, and wanted to turn around and leave.

"stop!"

A clear and soft girlish voice came, and the two of them froze when they turned halfway.

Gu Zhiyue stood up and said, "What are you running for?"

"I didn't run away."

One person tremblingly said: "I just saw the three of you sleeping and resting, and I didn't dare to disturb you."

They are practitioners. After many things that happened in the past few days, they naturally know the identity of the owner here.

Coupled with the weird atmosphere just now, they felt fearful.

Gu Zhiyue's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she understood their thoughts, Li Dio smiled slightly: "This is the Asking Sword Pavilion, if you have any questions, just ask."

She turned her head and glanced at Tango, then kicked his leg.

Tang Ge opened his eyes, and first saw the sky dotted with floating clouds.

I saw the girl's face again.

Finally, I saw two people trembling not far away.

Tango got up.

Ning Zhiqiu also got up when he heard the voice, he really fell asleep.

Tang Ge said: "What's the problem?"

Those two teenagers looked at each other, and then said: "Are you the master of this Asking Sword Pavilion?"

Tang Ge nodded casually.

Erse was frightened and frightened. Twelve ghosts had died in this house, and it was the young man in front of them who looked about the same age as them.

It is said that the death was miserable.

But when he thought of Tang Ge's identity as a member of the Kunlun Mountain Gate, he breathed a sigh of relief.

A young man asked: "I heard that you killed many ghosts, can you tell me about it?"

Tang Ge frowned and said, "I am a swordsman, not a storyteller."

The boy was startled and spoke out their problem.

Tang Ge solved it with a few words, and received 20 taels of silver.

Gu Zhiyue didn't let them leave immediately, but practiced sword here directly according to Tang Ge's words. When the sun was about to set, the two teenagers left excitedly, and when they left, they hugged Tang Ge.

Tang Ge glanced at Gu Zhiyue, this girl is still very smart.

Today Wenjiange welcomed a customer for the first time, which was considered a happy event. Gu Zhiyue decided to celebrate by making a table or ordering a table of good wine and food from the restaurant.

A figure came in from the setting sun, Tang Ge's eyes froze, and he sensed a dangerous aura from that person.

Gu Zhiyue thought it was business, but soon felt a chill.

Ning Zhiqiu tightened his grip on the sword.

The visitor looked like a young man, dressed very strangely, the clothes were bounded in the middle, black on the left and white on the right, a gold thread was tied around his waist, and his hair was tied very high.

As he walked towards me, I could see a bunch of swaying hair on top of his head.

There was a sword hanging around his waist. Although the scabbard blocked the sword's intent, it still couldn't conceal its extraordinary intent.

He is handsome and has a dusty temperament.

Tang Ge narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering what he was thinking.

"Are you the Sword Questioner?" The young man's voice was as clear as a mountain spring, but it was full of arrogance and made people feel uncomfortable.

Tango nodded calmly.

The boy said, "I have a problem."

Tang Ge said, "Talk."

The boy said again: "Are swords used to kill people, or to save people?"

"50 taels"

Tang Ge paused for a moment, then said, "Gold."

The young man was stunned and said, "You want more money?"

Tang Ge was also stunned for a moment, and said, "Otherwise?"

The young man was puzzled, and asked uncertainly: "The sword questioner still wants money?"

Tang Ge said helplessly: "Yes."

Gu Zhiyue's expression was very playful, and she was a little worried about the boy's IQ.

Ning Zhiqiu kept staring at his sword, nodding from time to time.

The boy said awkwardly, "I didn't bring any money."

Tang Ge frowned, looked at his waist, then looked away, and said, "It can be replaced by something else, and I will redeem it with money tomorrow."

The boy thought for a while, took off the sword, and offered it with both hands.

Tang Ge wanted to reach out for it, but thought of something and looked at Ning Zhiqiu. He happily took the sword.

The hilt and scabbard are black, a little heavy, and there is a faint overflow of sword intent that is uncontrollable.

Tang Ge said: "Kill."

The boy asked, "Why?"

Tang Ge said: "Humans invented swords to kill people."

The young man was speechless and unable to refute, thinking that I just lost 50 taels of gold?Is my question too retarded?

"This question is very simple for all kendo practitioners, but it is difficult for you alone. If you want to become a master, it is very difficult."

Tang Ge stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the young man calmly, and said again: "But once you become the Daoist, you will become the second in the world."

The boy asked, "Why is it number two in the world?"

Tang Ge straightened up and said nothing.

Ning Zhiqiu pursed his lips, unable to face this scene.

Gu Zhiyue smiled and looked at Tang Ge with light in her eyes.

The young man understood and was a little annoyed, but then he thought of something again, and asked in surprise, "How do you know the way of swordsmanship I practice?"

Tang Ge said: "Black and white are life and death. The sword of life or the sword of death is all in your mind, but which one can become the great road depends entirely on luck."

The young man was even more shocked: "How do you know so much?"

Tang Ge looked up at the sky, only a layer of afterglow was left in the setting sun, then looked at the young man, and said, "If I remember correctly, the last person to wear clothes like yours was a hundred years ago, right?"

The black and white clothes on the young man were not made of secular materials. There was a hidden sword on it, which was invulnerable to fire and water.

He was so surprised that he couldn't speak. Someone had indeed worn his clothes, but Tang Ge was so young, how could he know.

Tang Ge has never seen it, but it has been recorded in books.

"I didn't expect that Chaotian City is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. There are people like you in a small corner."

The young man suddenly realized something. From the moment he said the second sentence, the arrogance in his body disappeared.

Tang Ge said, "How did you find this place?"

The boy said, "I heard it from a friend."

Tang Ge asked again: "Who?"

The young man said: "Ji Huan."

Tang Ge didn't expect that the two of them knew each other, but after thinking about it, it was possible.

He asked again: "Any more questions?"

The boy hesitated for a moment, and said, "I feel like what I'm asking is nonsense, I don't want to waste money."

He glanced at the sword that Ning Zhiqiu was holding in both hands, and sighed slightly.

Tang Ge said: "Then don't give it away, remember to send the money tomorrow."

The boy glared at him angrily, turned and left.

"Wait." Tang Ge said again.

"What's the matter?" the boy asked.

"Actually, the black sword is better than the white sword."

The young man thought for a while, said nothing, turned around and left again.

Under the stars and moon, the boy walked into the darkness.

Gu Zhiyue asked: "Uncle Shi, do you know who he is?"

Tang Ge glanced at the sword Ning Zhiqiu was holding, grabbed the hilt and pulled it out.

The sword points to the sky, the light is cold in the night.

There is a red line in the middle of the mirror-smooth sword, from the hilt to the blade, like a long bloodstain.

Tang Ge looked up at the sword's edge, his eyes filled with sword intent.

"Luo Cha Hai, Yin Yang Dao, Ban Shan Jin, he is actually a disciple of the Sword Immortal."

(End of this chapter)