readease Chapter 1 The Sword Cultivator Selling Pancakes
Chapter 1 The Sword Cultivator Selling Pancakes
There is a pancake shop in Jilan Lane that opened less than half a year ago. The price is reasonable, the taste is barely enough, and the owner is very handsome. Therefore, the business is very hot, and the alley is blocked every day.
It's not yet the fifth watch, only a thin line of white belly floats in the sky, the night has not yet dissipated, the sparse stars are sporadically glowing with faint light, and there are layers of people surrounded in front of the shop.
Everyone was discussing in whispers that Boss Yu's magnificent green shirt was much more outstanding than yesterday's, when suddenly two strangers came forward from the crowd.One held a knife and held a sword, and the other wore silk and satin. Without saying a word, they just threw an ingot of gold on it generously.
The gold was shining brightly under Yu Shi's eyes.
Seeing the frail and fair Boss Yu, everyone only raised his eyelids, and closed the shop door with his hands kindly, apologizing softly: "Neighbors, I'm sorry, my shop was booked by two distinguished guests today. Come back, everyone."
Everyone was worried, and they didn't know whether it was the shop or the shop owner, who were acting both hard and soft. They piled up in front of the door in surprise and fear, and looked around for a long time.
The sky was dimly lit, but there was still no movement, and everyone frowned more and more.
At this time, inside the shop, Gu Tan also frowned.
He drove seven or eight days and nights with his sword, all the way from the southern border to this remote town, and saw Yu Shi spreading pancakes in a weak posture at the first glance.
It has been spreading until now, without even saying a word to him.
The shop was quiet and quiet, Yu Shi brushed some yellow rapeseed oil on the pot, the charcoal fire was burning very vigorously, and immediately aroused the sound of sizzling, and he scraped off a thin layer of batter on it, and the edges After it was burnt, it was brushed with egg wash and chopped leeks. After waiting for a while, the dough was lifted neatly and turned over, carefully pressed down, and the room was filled with a tempting fragrance.
Yu Shi picked up a brush and dipped some noodle sauce, and spread it on the pancakes smoothly.He was born slender and elegant, with the tails of his eyes slightly drooping when he nodded, he looked like a gentle scholar at first glance, as if he was rising in the morning, holding a brush in his hand, and carefully tracing a landscape painting.
It's a pity that he has the patience to paint, but others don't have such a good interest.
The sun has gradually brightened from the east, Gu Tan coughed heavily, and the word Chuan between his brows deepened a bit: "Have you finished this thing?"
Gu Tan's eyebrows were long and narrow, and he had a dignified and solemn appearance, so the questioning tone was quite compelling.
Yu Zhi raised his eyes slightly, and only smiled gently: "The amount of silver taels you gave is too much. I can't afford change, so I can only make up with pancakes." ?”
Gu Tan raised his eyebrows: "The number one sword cultivator in the world is short of money right now?"
Yu Zhi remained calm: "The number one swordsman in the world died 100 years ago."
Gu Tan stood up with his chest folded in his spare time, and said calmly: "Yes, not only he is dead, but also five senior brothers and one junior fellow of Yuntai Sect, as well as master and wife are all dead."
Yu Shi finally paused in his hands, and a faint morning light came in, and there was a little smoke in the narrow shop.
Seeing that he was willing to respond, Gu Tan added casually: "Canghai Jade is really a wonder in the world, it can actually make people reincarnate, I never thought of you..."
"I've never seen Cang Haiyu before." Yu Zhi interrupted him, his usually warm black eyes were suddenly filled with chilling chill.
This is how Sanfen used to be.
Gu Tan nodded inwardly, only moved his eyes away, and shrugged nonchalantly: "Our Liujing Pavilion is not interested in Canghaiyu. Your teacher's wife is my only real aunt, and my father has been investigating the cause of her death. Since you are alive, you can't plan to leave it alone, right?"
Yu Shifu lowered his head: "Didn't Mistress die for Master's love?"
"My father and I don't believe this statement." Gu Tan smiled disdainfully, "Do you believe it?"
Yu Zhi folded the pancakes neatly, and calmly raised his eyes: "Of course I don't believe it either. When are you leaving?"
Gu Tan did not expect Yu Shi to be so straightforward, and it was not his wish to live in seclusion for many years.He paused, and simply suggested: "The sooner the better. Yanhua Mountain's Immortal Clan Conference will be held in January. Why don't you show your face in the name of the elder of Liujing Pavilion first, so that you can have an identity in the future?"
Seeing Yu Shi nodded, he pointed to another person who had been sitting dryly in the shop for a while and said, "Let Feng Xian choose a sword for you first. My father has been very ill these few days, I have to go back."
Yu Shi greeted the old pavilion master, but did not see him off. At this moment, Fang looked at the rest of the shop, and finally there was some lightness in his voice when he saw an old friend again: "Are you here?"
Feng Xian sat quietly all morning, hearing the words, he just let out a casual "hmm", his expression was as calm as if he had just drank with him yesterday, and he was a little impatient: "His father is worried that you won't go out of the mountain, in order to hide and relax If you kill people to silence them, you must take your life to force me to come together."
Yu Shi wiped his hands on the coarse cloth apron, and smiled helplessly: "Since Liujing Pavilion can find me, it should have already been investigated, and half of my golden core has been destroyed."
"The remaining half is not enough for you to kill him?" Feng Xian rolled his eyes knowingly, "We grew up together as a child, and we just have to sell ourselves in front of others. I don't know you yet?"
Yu Zhi raised his eyebrows and smiled. If everyone sees him, they will surely sigh that this high-spirited appearance is not at all like the frail stall owner with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.
Feng Xian also stared at him ponderingly for a second, and said, "Your face in this life is much prettier than the one in the past."
Yu Zhi let out a "huh" and said, "I have vision."
Feng Xian showed a trace of hesitation, looked away in a daze, and then said with difficulty: "You used to have a half-inch faint scar under your left eye. You fell while protecting me when you climbed a tree to steal fruit. I don't know why. , I used a lot of pills and couldn't wipe it off..."
"Over the years, you have run enough dangers for that scar. Now it is gone, it is God's will, and it is also the reward of your hard work."
Yu Zhi said this quite solemnly, Feng Xian was a little surprised, but seeing Yu Shi putting away his seriousness just now, he smiled lazily: "Feng Xian, there are very few people who are familiar with me in this world now. Xianmen Hundreds of families, I don't even dare to believe anyone. I'm really happy that you can come to me."
Hearing such heart-pounding words, Feng Xian felt awkward for a moment, at a loss for a long time, Fang grabbed a topic and broke it: "That... just said to find you a handy sword, I have saved it all these years Many, take your pick."
"Your treasure-like universe bag is finally willing to let me touch it. This life is worth more than the last one."
Yu Shi entertained him with a word, and took out a thin and thin sword with his white fingertips, stroked it from the hilt to the edge of the sword, flicked it lightly, and the slender sword trembled, reflecting a soft sky light.
Yu Zhi put the sword back into its sheath neatly: "That's all."
Feng Xian's eyes were filled with the three characters of "I don't know the goods": "You don't want to pick and choose anymore? Turn around and beat me back, and blame me for being mean to you."
Yu Shi said casually, "I am the one holding the sword, so it doesn't matter what kind of sword you have."
In the whole world, only Yushui, the sword cultivator of Yuntaimen, is qualified to say such arrogant words.
When he was less than a hundred years old, he made his first appearance at the Immortal Gate Conference, and won all the masters with dozens of moves.Xianmen has respected sword cultivation for a long time, and the metaphor of that year is like the most eye-catching sharp blade drawn out of its sheath. The reputation of "Xiu" has been famous for more than a hundred years, and he died in the abyss of Guixu once.
Yu Zhi's last life was only 210 years, which is not long in the immortal sect that stretches for tens of millions of years, but it is very eye-catching, so that even after a hundred years, every outstanding junior will be used to fight with him For comparison.
When people looked at the younger generation, they often praised "just like the first sword cultivator's spirit back then", and then sighed "it's a pity that Yu Zhi's senior passed away at a young age".The big and small deeds that are slightly related to metaphors are passed on by word of mouth, and many bizarre versions are even compiled and circulated in the dramas and scripts of Xianmen Baijia and the world of mortals.
In this tea shop, just finished telling the love story between Yu Shi and a flirtatious oiran lady.
Yu Shi kowtowed the five-spice melon seeds on the table below. He was very interested and applauded, and even rewarded the storyteller who was shaking his head ten taels of silver.
Feng Xian snatched back the money bag: "The day before yesterday, I gave Mrs. Mo 100 taels of silver as soon as I made a move. Your non-human prodigal method, in a few days, you will have to beg all the way to Mount Yanhua."
Yu Shi put the peeled peanuts in his hands and put them on his plate: "If you want it, you can do it. No one knows my face, so I can afford to lose it. She is my savior, so my life is not worth 100 taels to you? "
"It's worth it, I admit it." Feng Xian picked up the peanuts and chewed them until he gritted his teeth, "This storyteller is also your savior today?"
"I thank him for making a good marriage with me." Yu Shi smiled, "I heard that this journey is full of thousand-year-old demon cultivators, vampires, and human-eating monsters that were matched for me. This made my master listen If I catch it, I must climb up from under the Nine Springs and break my legs."
After finishing speaking, he shook his head again: "How can it be that after a hundred years, everyone falls in love with each other and kills each other again?"
"That's not true." Feng Xian knocked on melon seeds and chattered with him, "You lived in a righteous way with a famous family, and you really didn't have any love or hatred. People who write scripts also have to eat, don't you? It just so happened that you died in that ghost in Guixu A rampant land boundary. Speaking of which, you used to be the least fond of being arranged by others, how could you..."
Before he finished speaking, Yu Shi suddenly reached out and pressed his wrist.
Feng Xian met Shang Yu's deep eyes, swallowed a mouthful of melon seeds, and Fang suddenly realized that there were only his two guest officials and the owner left in this dilapidated shop.
The trees outside the window are green, and the rustling of branches and leaves can be clearly heard in the tea shop in this remote mountain forest.The evening wind in Jichun is already extraordinarily gentle, entangled with the three-point silence in the melting night, and the candlelight flickers faintly, which makes people feel cool all over.
Feng Xian and Yu Shi winked, walking towards the shopkeeper as usual.
The little shopkeeper turned his back to them, propped his face on one hand, and leaned against the counter.Feng Xian called him, but seeing no response, he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.
Still no response.
Yu Shi was about to go around in front of his eyes when he suddenly heard a "click".
The crisp sound was very obvious in the empty tea shop, Yu Shi looked over again, and saw that the shopkeeper's body was cracked from the shoulder, and the whole person was like paper, broken to pieces in front of him , the big and small pieces were ashen-white, and not a trace of blood spattered out.
Before Feng Xian could make a sound to remind him, Yu Shi had already reacted, took a quick step back, and jumped out of the window with him.
As soon as the two came out, the wind and rain leaked tea shop collapsed with a bang, gravel and thatch were mixed and messy, splashing and billowing smoke and dust.
Yu Shi pinched his eye-brightening formula, the dust scattered in front of his eyes, and it was suddenly clear. Sure enough, dozens of black shadows rose from the ruins, which seemed to be mixed with a strong bloody smell, tangled and entangled, and attacked the two of them directly.
Away from the soul.
Yu Zhi moved lightly, avoiding a black shadow that flew towards him, and frowned slightly.
The Immortal Gate Conference was very impressive, who would dare to use this sinister spell in a place tens of miles away from Yanhua Mountain?
The evil spirit had a lot of resentment, and detected the weak true energy in Yu Shi's body, and surrounded him again.
Yu Shi glanced lazily, and was about to draw his sword to kill these wisps of resentful spirits, when suddenly a chilly sword light descended from the sky, like the cold moonlight, appearing suddenly after heavy mist, cutting off all the resentful spirits with one blow kill clean.
Yu Shi dodged, trying to avoid the sharp sword aura that brushed his face, and glanced intently at the young man holding the sword, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Yo, swordsmanship is not as good-looking as a face."