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Chapter 53

An old man walked in first. He was about sixty years old and was as thin as a tiny man. His face was concave, like a skeleton, but his eyes were bright and bright.

The person who shouted behind was another person with a beard that was full of a belly, holding a wine in his left hand, and his face was drunk.

The old man bowed his hand and said, "Young Master Chen arrived at my village and failed to welcome him. I wish you guilty and forgive me."

Shen Yuanjing replied with a bow, and Shi Lingwei said next to him: "These two are Huang Zhonggong, the owner of Meizhuang, and the owner of the fourth owner, Dan Qingsheng."

When the guest and the host and guest sat down, Huang Zhonggong immediately said, "I have heard that Qu Yang gave you the "Swordsman's Musical Score" to you, but unfortunately I miss you. Now I heard that Young Master Chen came with the song, so I couldn't help but feel happy. I would like to take a look at Young Master Chen, and I am very grateful!"

Shen Yuanjing took out the music score from his arms and handed it over. Huang Zhonggong bowed to take it, flipped through it gently, and saw for a moment, his face changed color.

He flipped through the piano score with his right hand, and made five fingers on the table with his left hand to play the piano with a zithering posture, praising: "Extremely wonderful! Passionate, yet leisurely and open-minded." He turned to the second paragraph, looked at it for a while, and praised: "High-quality and elegant, deep-secret, so he was so stunning and sensible, and he had a great heart in a moment."

Dan Qingsheng saw that Huang Zhonggong had only seen the second paragraph and was a little unsteady. He knew that he was addicted. He turned his head to look at Shen Yuanjing and said, "Young Master Chen, I know that you are very good at martial arts. The Huashan School is also the master of swordsmanship. But underestimating my paintings so much, it is also a bit angry. I like wine, paintings, and swordsmanship, and I am known as the Three Great Masters. Although the swordsmanship is at the end, I want to learn how exquisite your Huashan swordsmanship is."

Shen Yuanjing was indecisive, so he took the sword in his hand. Dan Qingsheng knew that his opponent was a strong enemy, and he didn't know how to reserve his seniors, so he shouted: "Look at the sword!" From behind, he took two steps forward, and stabbed Shen Yuanjing with his sword, with great power.

Shen Yuanjing could see at a glance that there was a huge flaw in his right arm. He handed out the sword and cut his right elbow. How could Dan Qingsheng dare to attack with the risk of being cut off his right elbow? He changed his move immediately, his wrist was sharp and the sword stabbed underground. With a force of counter-surgency underground, a somersault was thrown out and landed steadily two feet away.

Shen Yuanjing forced Dan Qingsheng to turn over with a sword, and Shi Lingwei and Ding Jian were both shocked. This time, they were too embarrassed. Dan Qingsheng's face had a purple-red look. He let out a breath and said, "Good sword technique!"

Then he danced his sword and attacked. He made a move "White Rainbow Runs through the Sun", then turned into "Spring Breeze Willow", and then became "River and Phoenix". The three swords were completed in one go, and it seemed that he didn't move, but when these three moves were used, the tip of the sword had reached Shen Yuanjing's face.

Shen Yuanjing tapped his slanted sword lightly and pressed on his sword spine. The direction of this beat was very good. At that time, the sword sword stabbed here, and his spirit and strength were all poured into the tip of the sword, but there was no force at the sword spine.

There was only a light sound, and the sword in his hand sank. Shen Yuanjing spitted outward and pointed at his chest. Danqingsheng "Ah" sounded, and opened to the left.

"Awesome! Awesome! Young Master Chen's swordsmanship is much better than me. The 'Sword Out of Huashan' is indeed well-known!" Dan Qingsheng bowed his hand and had to accept it. He immediately ordered Ding Jian to get a jar of pear blossom wine and share it with Shen Yuanjing.

After drinking it, Shen Yuanjing praised it a few words and said, "This pear blossom wine really tastes extraordinary. Unfortunately, I am not good at winemaking. If my senior brother comes here, he will definitely be able to become a soulmate with the owner of the Fourth Manor."

When Dan Qingsheng heard this, he said, "Is it the young man Linghu nicknamed the "Wine Swordsman"? He is famous for his wine and swords. I think he is extraordinary in these two fields, but unfortunately he has no chance to meet him." He felt very regretful in his words.

He took a sip of wine and thought of something, saying, "Young Master Chen, why not do this. I have a jar of fine wine, so I will ask you to bring it to Young Master Linghu. If he is satisfied, he will definitely come to Meizhuang one day when he passes by Hangzhou. We will taste wine and discuss swordsmanship!"

Before Shen Yuanjing could answer, a cold voice came from outside the hall: "What kind of person is it? Fourth brother, do you want to deliver wine for thousands of miles?" The two walked in.

One is an extremely tall and thin old man in black. He has beautiful eyebrows, extremely dark hair and extremely white skin, and looks like a zombie. The other is short and fat, with a bald and smooth head, and has no hair, and his clothes are covered with ink marks.

Dan Qingsheng introduced it to Shen Yuanjing. It turned out that the old man was Hei Baizi, the second owner of Meizhuang, and the short and fat man was Tu Biweng, the third owner of the third owner.

The hall is full of people, but Huang Zhonggong is still addicted to music scores. Hei Baizi turned over his strange eyes, black and white, and asked, "What's wrong with big brother?"

Dan Qingsheng immediately told the reason. Hei Baizi and Tu Biweng are also people with temperament, so they naturally have a deep understanding. However, when they heard that Shen Yuanjing could defeat Dan Qingsheng with one sword, they changed their expressions.

These four people live in seclusion here, and few people know about them in the world. The names such as Huang Zhonggong and Hei Baizi are nicknames given by the four friends in Jiangnan. Although their original names have long been eliminated, they were also famous figures back then.

Although Dan Qingsheng is ranked fourth in age and martial arts, he is not a little worse than the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan. If Shen Yuanjing can defeat him with one sword, wouldn’t he be so high that he has no limit?

Hei Baizi was a little dissatisfied at the moment and said to Tu Biweng: "Third brother, go and try it!"

The man from the bully brush took the judge's pen and smiled and said, "My brushwork changes from famous writers' pens. Chen Shaoxia, a versatile man, must see the way of my brushwork. Since it is a competition, my bully brush will no longer be dipped ink."

It turns out that when the Tubi Weng was facing the enemy, the ink dipped on the judge's pen was made of special medicinal materials. After it was stained with the skin, the ink marks were deep and they could not be washed or scraped off. Everyone was afraid of being touched or written on their faces, which would be shameful for life.

Shen Yuanjing didn't know this, but his tone was kind. Although he didn't feel that he could beat him, he thanked him.

The man with a large pen in the pen, and pointed three dots at Shen Yuanjing's left cheek, just like the beginning of the three strokes of a character. These three dots are empty tricks, with a large pen high, and a top-down stroke is about to come down.

If Shen Yuanjing handed out the sword at this moment and stabbed his right shoulder quickly, he would be able to force the Dubi Weng to block it horizontally. But he deliberately watched this set of brushwork, so he raised the sword and cut it in a virtual manner, pointing at Dubi Weng's wrist.

The Dubiweng immediately turned his wrist and reached the right side, but this time he turned around, first slashing from top to bottom, and then starting three points.

The two men did not fight each other, and their weapons were all empty moves. The Tubi Weng used them one by one, but Shen Yuanjing only stopped them a little at a time, not letting the tip of the pen hit the body, but he did not interrupt the Tubi Weng's brushwork.

The more you write, the more you become, the more you are, the brushwork is flowing, the energy is abundant, and the excitement is full of energy. After almost two hundred moves, he was very proud even though he failed to click Shen Yuanjing, and said, "Young Master Chen, can you see the words I wrote clearly?"

"General Pei! The great king is in charge of Liuhe, and the fierce general Qing Jiugai. The war horse is like a dragon and a tiger, how powerful is Tengling." Shen Yuanjing read out a clear voice. The man with a turret was so happy that he stopped, laughed, and said, "It's really a confidant! These twenty-three words are changed from the poems written by Yan Lu Gong. I will take my set of "Huaisu Self-Portraits"!"

After the man said this, he attacked again. Shen Yuanjing smiled softly and said, "It's impolite to come but not come. The third master should also accept my sword skills."

Shen Yuanjing raised his sword and slashed down, forcing Tubi Weng to take a step back, and then raised his attack on his right wrist. Tubi Weng wanted to block it. Shen Yuanjing slid it and pulled it up to his head. Tubi Weng was immediately unable to get close to him.

After Shen Yuanjing's sword power stopped for a while, he rushed forward, but was forced to retreat. After passing this, he had some tricks. Tu Bi Weng immediately shouted:

"The general is in the Northern Wilderness, and his talent is brilliant. Yes, you are also General Pei!" He thought at the moment, and the writing of this poem "General Pei's Poem" written by Yan Zhenqing suddenly came to his mind and wanted to attack based on it.

But Shen Yuanjing's swordsmanship was superb. When he changed his skills, he changed his rules, which was completely different from Yan Zhenqing's word. He attacked and recited:

"The sword dances and lightning, and returns with the wind. Climb up to look at the Tianshan Mountains, the snow is in its height. Entering the formation to defeat the arrogant enemy, the mighty and powerful thunder. One shot of a hundred horses, and then the ten thousand men are shooting. The Huns dare not fight against each other, and they call each other back. After the success of the emperor, you can draw the Lintai."
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