After killing the man, the middle-aged man put away his blood-stained sword, inserted it into the scabbard, picked up the bag on the ground, and walked into the straw shed. Seeing this scene, Wang Sheng and Shutong were so scared that they retreated repeatedly and quickly made a place to sit for the middle-aged man. It can be seen that the two were very afraid of the middle-aged man and had a little courage. Looking at the middle-aged man, they didn't dare to show off. Perhaps they were scared by the middle-aged man's methods of killing people just now.

Ning Caichen was nothing, but smiled and nodded to the middle-aged man, saying hello, and he didn't have any disgust for the middle-aged man to kill. These people in the Green Forest, they were good friends, but they were thieves who were robbed and robbed. They even took some ordinary people who were powerless to attack. They were not good at all. Ning Caichen himself had encountered them several times along the way, but they were all killed by him. Although the middle-aged man just killed these people, although it was short-lived, it can be seen from the end that the one-eyed dragon begged for mercy that these people stole the middle-aged man's money.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end, Ning Caichen was a spectator and had no intention of taking action. Not to mention killing more than a dozen people in the Green Forest, even if they kill hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands, Ning Caichen would not blink.

"You are also a scholar, but you are much more courageous than that person."

The middle-aged man also noticed Ning Caichen's actions, looked at Wang Sheng and Shutong who were timid next to him, and said, he was also a man from the world. He was so generous and looked down on the timid and afraid of trouble the most. However, Ning Caichen's performance made him look up high. In fact, he kept paying attention to Ning Caichen's three people and found that Ning Caichen's face had not changed much from beginning to end, and was calm and composed. Unlike Wang Sheng and Shutong next to him, his face turned pale.

Ning Caichen smiled and did not argue much. Instead, he got up and walked to the white horse, untied a few pots of sake from the saddle and walked back to his original position. At this time, the middle-aged man had already opened his bag and picked up a white steamed bun and started eating.

"Now."

Seeing Ning Caichen coming, the middle-aged man threw a steamed bun for Ning Caichen and another one for each of Wang Sheng and Shutong beside him. It can be seen that this person is not too cold-blooded, but Wang Sheng and Shutong are a little afraid to eat it. When they looked at the corpse of the corpse in front of the straw shed, they felt a little nauseous in their stomachs.

Ning Caichen smiled and said-

"Why should you mind Brother Wang? These green forest bandits are all evil people. They usually kill their families and kill them to eliminate harm for the people."

"Ha... Brother Ning said that Wang lost his composure."

Wang Sheng smiled awkwardly and said, but obviously he didn't really let go of it.

Seeing this, Ning Caichen stopped talking, opened the wine pot and drank it, and a smell of wine came from it.

“Good wine.”

The middle-aged swordsman on the side sniffed his nose and spoke.

"It is better to have fun than to be happy alone." Hearing this, Ning Caichen threw another pot of wine in his hand to the middle-aged swordsman.

The latter did not refuse, picked up the wine pot and took a sip.

"Good wine, I didn't expect there was such a good wine in the world."

After a sip, the fragrance was refreshing and sweet. The middle-aged swordsman couldn't help but praise him. People in the martial arts world love wine, and he was not the only one in the world. Moreover, Ning Caichen's wine was brought by himself and specially brewed Wuliangye, which is almost the only one in this world.

"Brother Wang also has a sip. Meeting is a fate, so you naturally have to drink the fine wine together."

Ning Caichen threw another pot of wine to Wang Sheng, who was also a little jealous.

"In this way, Wang is disrespectful."

Wang Sheng was not as generous as a middle-aged swordsman, and had a little more politeness as a scholar. He said something and then opened the wine pot and drank it lightly.

"Good wine, Brother Ning's wine is probably the same as the imperial wine of the imperial court." Wang Sheng exclaimed.

"In Xiaxiahou, I haven't asked the Prince Daming yet."

It is said that the best way for men to get closer is at the wine table. This is not wrong at all. After drinking, the middle-aged swordsman did not look cold and unfamiliar, but instead started chatting with Ning Caichen. As for Wang Sheng next to him, he ignored it. He was generous in the martial arts world, and he did not like Wang Sheng's weak personality. Instead, Ning Caichen asked him to appreciate it, calm and composed, and every move had a silent temperament and style. The most important thing is that Ning Caichen's wine is really good, which made him love it very much.

"In the lower place, Ning Caichen." Ning Caichen said.

"I'm Wang Sheng." Wang Sheng also introduced himself.

However, Xiahou obviously didn't catch a cold from Wang Sheng, and he didn't even look at him, which made the latter look embarrassed.

"Is Brother Xiahou a native of Dongyan?"

"No, people from the world wander around the world and should be home to the world." Xiahou said.

"The world is home, and the sword is around the world. Brother Xiahou is heroic and heroic." Ning Caichen raised his glass and smiled.

Xiahou showed a rare smile on his face. Ning Caichen's heroic spirit made him feel very helpful, and he also had a great impression of Ning Caichen.

"I heard that Brother Ning doesn't have the accent like the people here."

"Brother Xia is right. Ning is from Chen County, Sanchuan. This time he passed by this place to Luoshui City to attend the scholar's gathering."

"The gathering of scholars is the grand ceremony of scholars in Liang State every four years." Xiahou said.

"Well, I don't know where Brother Xiahou is going. If nothing happens, why don't you go with Ning?" Ning Caichen spoke and invited him.

"I'm afraid it won't work this time. I still have something to do. I agree to compete with others in the sword." Xiahou said.

"Sword comparison." Ning Caichen raised his eyebrows, and a hint of interest came to his heart. He had seen Xiahou's strength, a master of transformation and sword-making, which made him curious about who could compete with Xiahou's sword. It seemed that Xiahou took great care, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes: "I don't know who?"

"Speaking of this, that man is my old enemy. Xia competed with him three times, but never won once." Xiahou's eyes were deep, as if in memory, fear flashed in his dark eyes, and a high-profile Zhan Yi: "Xia has been sharpening his sword for ten years. This time, she must defeat him and avenge her previous shame."

Ning Caichen heard this and became even more curious and said—

"I wonder who the old enemy in Brother Xia's mouth is."

"Yan Chixia"

"Yan Chixia"

After Xiahou's words fell, Ning Caichen's expression was shocked.

"Why, Brother Ning knows him." Xiahou asked when he noticed Ning Caichen's strange look, and Wang Sheng also looked over.

"I heard that there was a big bearded man named Yan Chixia in Lanruo Temple in Guobei County. He was very skilled in martial arts. I don't know the one that Brother Xiahou said at the time."

"That's right, I didn't expect Brother Ning to hear about this person."

"Haha, I just heard of it occasionally."

Ning Caichen smiled and said, but he couldn't calm down. Guobei County, Xiahou, Lanruo Temple, Yan Chixia, which reminded him of the version of "A Chinese Ghost Story" by his brothers Leslie Cheung and Wang Zuxian who watched on Earth before. He remembered that at the beginning, Ning Caichen went to collect accounts in Guobei County. There was a supporting swordsman who competed with Yan Chixia, named Xiahou...

When Ning Caichen heard Xiahou say Yan Chixia, he didn't expect much now and suddenly remembered it, Lan Ruo Temple, Nie Xiaoqian, "A Chinese Ghost Story"!
Chapter completed!