Time returns a few moments.

The streets of Suzhou are very lively, and it is like a small martial arts conference.

There are all the tourists who carry swords and swords everywhere. Some are drunk, while others are just coming here in a dusty place. On both sides of the long street, there are also Suzhou soldiers patrolling nearby.

They can only show the majesty of the government as much as possible.

But in fact, no one in the martial arts world would express any respect to them. The victory of the good and evil battle was achieved by the martial arts people.

What does it have to do with these timid and cowardly soldiers?

Li Yijian and the other two were walking on the long street. The bald boy was wearing a long gown and had a smell of medicine on his body.

Yi Sheng behind him was wearing a bandage and hanging his arms. He was a native of the country, so he naturally wanted to take his sworn brothers to visit Suzhou.

The three of them saw that the crowds were crowded around, and it was very lively. Some familiar knights were still greeting him.

"Oh, Brother Si, are you here too?"

In front of Li Yijian, a middle-aged man was greeting a young man with an iron sword on his back, very enthusiastic.

The young man with an iron sword on his back was named Si Daoyuan. He was a local warrior in Jiangnan. He was already famous and indeed used his life to save many people in the war.

After a battle, it is also known.

"Brother Si has always been chivalrous and brave. How many thieves did he kill the eve?"

“Not much, not much.”

The young man with an iron sword on his back clasped his fists at his friend and said carelessly:

"Si came a little late, so he had to follow Taoist Master Chunyang Sect to intercept the demons. He fought to the death overnight. Only one fourteen were killed under Si's sword!"

"Brother Si is proud!"

"Young hero is good at martial arts!"

"Oh, we were delayed on the road. When we arrived in Suzhou, we were unable to kill the thieves. We had to raise some money to give the innocent people.

Come on, young hero, have a drink with us and talk about the death fight that night."

Regardless of whether they knew or not, the tourists around them all gave thumbs up and made a few noises, praising the young man for his good kung fu. The young man who looked a little stubborn also followed his friends into the restaurant with a smile.

Someone took the initiative to deliver fine wine and begged him to tell him the inside story of the battle between good and evil.

Li Yijian was quite jealous when watching this scene.

He also wanted to be sought after by that stubborn boy.

Yi Sheng was smart and clever. Seeing the envy on Li Yijian's face, he pulled him to walk a few more steps and saw a lot of people gathered by the street ahead.

There are tourists from the world and some local Suzhou people who come to join in the fun.

There was a table in it, and a thin middle-aged man was really holding a fan and talking in a verbal manner.

The three of them leaned over and listened, and found that they were talking about books.

"Two days ago, in this Suzhou city, a battle between good and evil was fought, and the righteous masters set up an ambush to lure the demon sect into the trap.

There is no need to say much about Hero Ren Hao and a group of martial arts masters.

But everyone, in this night of death, there were also a group of rising stars in the world. They really fought happily and fought with those demons in the Demon Sect.

Among them, there are three young men who have just entered the world.

Please listen to me...

This storyteller is very eloquent, well organized, and follows current affairs, so more and more people gather.

But the more Li Yijian listened, the more he became, the more he was wrong. The storyteller said, "Three loyal boys" he was familiar with.

He looked back at Yi Sheng.

The latter chuckled at him and gestured his thumb.

"Is this what you arranged?"

Li Yijian looked around and asked in a low voice as if he was guilty.

Yi Sheng said proudly:

"This is naturally. I invited my childhood friends to hang out on the streets, and found four storytellers with the best eloquence under the Suzhou Overpass, and promised them money.

The story we waited for was divided into three chapters: upper, middle and lower, and kept talking from morning to night, and spread it all over the past three days.

Don’t you want to become famous in the world?

How can we be known if we don’t use some means?”

"this..."

Li Yijian and Zhang Xiaohu looked at each other.

Yi Sheng's method seems to be very good, but when he hears others praising him, the bald boy with thin skin naturally has a dry face.

Especially when the storyteller heard the storyteller say, "Three loyal teenagers fought to the death, fought for the decent, and killed eight thieves in one night." The audience burst into laughter.

Most of the laughter were praised.

But there were also a few sarcasm.

The laughter made Li Yijian's cheeks flushed, and he hurriedly pulled the two awkward brothers to escape and seemed to run out of the crowd.

The "Young Master Si" just now killed fourteen demons from the Demon Sect alone, and I have never seen anyone praise him.

I am a rookie in the world, but I brag about myself, which is really just a joke.

"Retreat."

Li Yijian patted his hot cheeks and said to Yi Sheng:

"Retreat quickly, don't let us wait for the three brothers, it's embarrassing to see this martial arts fellow martial artist."

Yi Sheng is thick-skinned and thinks nothing is wrong.

He grew up in an escort agency since he was a child. The Yi family escort agency was the first in Suzhou, but it was not entirely up to his own abilities, and it was common to ask people to praise him.

He didn't argue with Li Yijian, so he pulled his two brothers to continue walking forward and entered the temporary shop run by the Mo family.

This place is more lively than outside the street. The counters in the first floor lobby were temporarily moved away. Like a hotel, there were many eight-immortal tables to facilitate the business of the gangsters.

There are more peaceful private rooms on the second and third floors.

"Brother said he wanted to find a good knife and then find a good knife technique, and this is the right time."

Yi Sheng asked in advance.

He told Li Yijian that the Tupai boy was a rich second generation. Although he had been a little restrained over the years, he was still a bit of a playboy.

He saw that the transactions on the first floor were all ordinary things, and he didn't like them very much. He immediately paid a deposit of 500 taels of silver and took his brother to the private room on the second floor.

It's much more purified here.

The Mohist people used screen-like objects to make the second floor space look like a maze and separate it into 16 private rooms.

It not only guarantees the privacy of traders, but also guarantees the absolute security of transactions.

Li Yijian actually wanted to go straight to the third floor and exchange for something better.

But he could provide more deposit, but his status in the world was not very good.

The Mo guy said politely that only those who are on the Jianghu List are allowed to enter the third floor.

In short, when the three of them entered the private room, a friend immediately brought elegant wine and dishes, with fragrant dishes, and the wine was also good wine. There was also a masked man from the Momen who came forward with a booklet.

"What do the three young heroes want to change?"

The Mo family disciple wearing a mask asked softly:

"Is it a weapon? an armor? or a essence of martial arts? or an internal skill and mental method?"

"Do you have anything?"

Li Yijian asked.

The guy smiled and said in a gentle tone:

"Since yesterday, many fellow workers have entrusted their 'goods' to exchange for money or what they need.

As I said just now, there are now in Tianji Pavilion, but most of them are transactions for goods."

The guy put the booklet in his hand on the table and said to the three of them:

"If the young hero wants to buy it with money, my Tianji Pavilion also has some weapons and weapons collected in daily life, or martial arts and mental techniques.

These are not open to fresh guests on weekdays.

But you can buy it at will during these three days.”

"That's how it is."

Li Yijian and his two brothers whispered for a few breaths, and then said to the mate:

"We want to find a good set of sword techniques, a good knife, a Qimen weapon used for fist and palm, and a good sword."
To be continued...