Death Reincarnation Game Chapter 48: Haikeju

bsp;When the sun set the next day and the afterglow shone in the evening, Su Peng, one man and one sword, had already entered the coastal city.

After teaching Su Peng the killing sword, Su Peng stayed another night in Zixia Mountain. In the afternoon of the next day, Dugu Sheng summoned the giant eagle from the back mountain. Chen Qizhen and Zhong Lingxiu both came to say goodbye. Peng said goodbye to the two of them, and after agreeing to help Chen Qizhen search for rare objects in the world, he followed Dugu Sheng and rode the giant eagle out of Zixia Mountain.

The giant eagle flew for less than thirty minutes before sending the two of them to a location. When the giant eagle landed, Dugu Sheng told Su Peng that this was near Tengzhou Binhai City. After telling Su Peng to take care of himself, he took the The giant eagle flew away.

Su Peng walked on the road for a while and then caught a carriage heading to Binhai City. After walking for two hours, Su Peng had arrived at Binhai City.

"Your carriage money." Su Peng threw dozens of copper coins to the carriage driver, jumped off the carriage, and looked at the situation in the city.

This city is a standard port city. It is an inland sea estuary. Most of the city is filled with merchants. It has a Shanghai-style atmosphere. People walking on the streets include not only ordinary citizens, but also various sailors. There were even some people who looked like barbarians or even white people. Su Peng curiously asked around on the street and said that most of these people came from Dashi and Persia.

"There is actually a setting of an outer land... I wonder if there will be a western continent if we go to sea by boat like this." Su Peng thought in his mind.

However, he doesn't really want to go on an expedition to the sea. The top priority now is to find the passenger ship and return to Jiangning County. After all, the assessment at the end of the month will be held near Jiangning County, and he has no excuse to leave so far away.

After asking around on the street, Su Peng found out that there was a river passenger boat guild, where various boats leading inland could be found.

After searching around the river gang guest guild, Su Peng found a river boat that sailed inland and happened to pass by Jiangning County, so he could take it.

Communicate with the ship owner. This ship happens to be a ship for merchants and passengers, but the ship fee is a bit too expensive. One passenger costs two taels of gold.

Although I thought it was a bit expensive, this was the only merchant ship passing through Jiangning County recently. Su Peng was helpless. After all, he paid twenty taels of gold for the ship's fare and booked a room on the ship.

This merchant ship is waiting for a batch of goods. It will not sail until the next day. The owner recommended an inn and told Su Peng that the inn and the passenger ship are both owned by the same owner. It will take two days to board the ship. guests all live in this inn.

Su Peng was a little moved after hearing this. He wanted to get acquainted with the traveling companions on this passenger ship in advance, so he went to the inn.

The inn was called Haikeju. The innkeeper was actually a big cannibal. Su Peng entered the inn and booked a room on the second floor for five coins. He had nothing to do, so he came to the first floor and asked for it. For some wine and food, I plan to try the flavor dishes of this coastal city.

Although there is no real nutritional supplement in the game, even the taste feedback in this game is very realistic. When Su Peng saw some seasonal seafood on the sign of this inn, he felt that his index finger was moving, so he did not move so early. After getting offline, I planned to have a meal in this inn first.

The meals were being cooked in the back hall. Su Peng sat down at a table to himself, placed the edgeless sword on the table, and looked at the other guests in the lobby.

On the table behind me, I saw a man in his thirties who looked like a down-and-out scholar. He also occupied a table by himself. He was drinking by himself in front of a few side dishes. When he saw Su Peng Looking over, the man nodded slightly, raised his glass slightly, and then took another sip.

Su Peng saw that although the scribe's clothes were a bit old, he had a smart manner, a plump face, and a vague aura of splendor. He did not seem to be a person who had been in poverty for a long time. He felt good about him and nodded slightly in greeting.

This inn served food quickly, and some of Su Peng's seafood were also served. Su Peng ordered a glass of wine and drank it himself while observing the people in the inn.

At this stall, I suddenly heard a sharp voice like gold and stone shouting: "Waiter, serve a table of the most expensive dishes you have here and a pot of the best wine. Don't worry about the money. Here you go." I'll serve it."

Su Peng looked around and saw a man who seemed to be in his mid-twenties, with red hair and a somewhat arrogant and domineering appearance. He walked into the hotel carrying a long sheathed knife and said.

"Okay." The waiter shouted, and the man walked to a table next to Su Peng, sat down with a big sword, and looked around, in the store When the drinkers saw this man's behavior, they didn't dare to look him in the eyes. When this man saw it, he couldn't help laughing.

There were only two exceptions, and they did not shy away from the red-haired man's eyes. One of them was Su Peng. Su Peng saw that this man was a martial arts figure, and was quite curious. Since he learned martial arts from the Zixia Sect, After coming out of the mountain, Su Peng's mentality also changed slightly. He seemed to have a feeling that he was also half a martial arts person. At this time, he really wanted to get in touch with various characters in the martial arts.

The other person who has not changed much is the scribe who drinks and eats. I don’t know if he is particularly good at practicing kung fu. When he saw this red-haired martial arts man, he nodded slightly and made a toast, but he himself Had another drink.

The red-haired man glanced at Su Peng, and then fell on the edgeless sword Su Peng placed on the table. He glanced at the scribe again, laughed loudly, and said: "Look at the people in this room. , so you two have some courage."

Su Peng was just about to talk when he heard a noise outside the house. He turned his eyes outside the house and saw eight or nine chivalrous young ladies with weapons walking into the room.

"Waiter, find a seat for us and serve us some food and drinks!" As soon as they entered the room, someone from the group of heroes shouted.

"Well... some of you are objective, the shop is not big, and it seems that there is no room left. Look..." The waiter just returned from serving the red-haired man. After listening to the words of the charlatan, Can't help but wonder.

The group of heroes looked around the store. Sure enough, all the tables were occupied and there was no empty seat left.

"Young Master Huo, look..." The young hero who spoke earlier hesitated for a moment and looked at the person behind him.

Su Peng also observed at this time that the eight or nine chivalrous girls were vaguely centered on a young chivalrous man in blue. This man was about twenty-three or four years old. He was quite handsome, but there was only a small gap between his eyebrows. Somewhat arrogant, he was holding a long sword with a simple shape and an original texture. There were two heroic girls around him looking at this man with eyes. The others probably followed this man's lead.

The young man in blue shirt looked around the store arrogantly, and immediately noticed the three tables occupied by the red-haired man, Su Peng, and the scribe. These three tables were all quite large and were occupied by one person.

After thinking for a while, the young man in blue came to a conclusion. He strode to Su Peng's table, gave a slightly invisible symbolic salute, and said, "My friend, could you please give up the table?" , make room for a few of us? This table of food is my treat.”

After hearing this, Su Peng couldn't help but be speechless. Why, do I look like someone who is easy to bully? Why do others find me when I'm not looking for them?

Su Peng burst into laughter thinking about this and said: "My friend, why do you think I will give up this table? Who are you?"

After hearing this, the man suddenly showed a rather proud look and said: "I am Huo Sijie, the official disciple of Hengshan."

After hearing this, Su Peng couldn't help but feel happy again. He said who you are, but he was just teasing the other party. He didn't expect that the other party actually took the fight and reported himself to the family in such a stinky manner. How amazing is the disciple of the sect? Especially the other party's stinking look makes people want to step on it.

"Are the disciples of the sect very powerful? There are hundreds of disciples in Hengshan. Who is Huo Sijie? Who is the boss of your family?" Su Peng couldn't help but feel teasing, and asked this person while sitting.

After hearing this, the man couldn't help but glance at Su Peng. Based on his past experience, although Su Peng and other stragglers may not be convinced verbally, most of them would give in when meeting disciples of his own sect. It's a bit of a face-saving thing, especially since this place is not too far from Hengshan and falls within the radius of the Hengshan sect. Su Peng actually dared to speak in such a tone and asked about his boss, which made him a little surprised.

However, Su Peng's question scratched his itch again, and he answered even more proudly: "Brother Huo Sixian, ranked sixth among the Ten Little Swordsmen of Jianghu. Could it be that my friend knows that he is my brother?"

After Su Peng heard this, he almost spit out his drink. He casually asked him who his boss was, and he actually revealed a name.

"I've never heard of it, what are the Ten Little Swords of Jianghu?" Su Peng said this casually.

As soon as these words were spoken, the group of heroes and heroines all changed their colors and looked at Su Peng like crazy people.

"Hahaha... The Ten Little Swords in the Jianghu are nothing. They are just a bunch of clowns who jumped out to deceive the world and steal their reputations before they have perfected their skills. They just deceived the rookies themselves. Someone actually took the name of the Ten Little Swords. It’s so funny to swindle everywhere, hahahaha..."

At this time, the red-haired man next to Su Peng couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

"Don't you two think that your tone is too loud?" The young man who called himself Huo Sijie couldn't help but look cold after hearing the red-haired man's words, and unconsciously touched the hilt of his sword.

The reason why he came to ask Su Peng to give up the table was to maintain his own identity. The scribe didn't seem to be a Jianghu person. He was afraid that he didn't know the depth and wouldn't give him face. The red-haired man didn't look easy to talk to. If he broke Face was not good, so he approached Su Peng, who looked most like a 'normal Jianghu person', thinking that Hengshan and his brother's names would give him face, but he didn't expect that these two people did nothing to save his face. Show no mercy.

But he felt angry in his heart and wanted to teach these two people a lesson. Just doing it like this made him look like he was making a fuss out of a molehill and had no magnanimity, which put him in a dilemma.

If Su Peng knew what he was thinking, he would definitely laugh and scold him. The so-called **** is just hypocritical.

After hearing this, Su Peng smiled, ignored the young hero, and continued to sit and drink.

Huo Shaoxia was just about to have another attack, but at this moment the waiter noticed the smell of gunpowder. It happened that a table of guests had finished eating at this time, and the waiter quickly greeted him with a smile and said: "Guests, there is room. Sit here."

Huo Sijie was hesitating whether to take action to escalate the situation, but something happened at this moment. He snorted coldly and led the heroes and heroines to sit aside.

In the inn, calm seemed to have returned. The red-haired man toasted to Su Peng, seeming to think that Su Peng said, 'What are the ten small swords? ’ Very much to my liking.

At this time, there was another bustle at the door of the store. Su Peng and others looked around and saw nearly twenty people who looked like wealthy merchants, surrounded by a monk with white eyebrows and white beard, walking in .

These people walked in and walked toward the backyard connected to the inn without stopping.

After the monk walked by, he only heard other passengers in the store talking in low voices. Su Peng listened attentively and heard a customer say: "Did you see that? The master who just walked by is Futu Mountain. The eminent monk of Dakong Zen Temple, I heard that he is the senior monk of the holy monk Shi Daoxin."

"Holy Monk Shi Daoxin? Is it the Shi Daoxin of the then Imperial Preceptor? The Holy Monk Shi Daoxin who has great magic power and works for the people?" Another guest couldn't help but be in awe after hearing this.

"Yes, yes... who else besides him?" The two people began to talk immediately. Su Peng listened for a while, and they were generally some legendary stories, such as a seven-year drought somewhere, and Shi Daoxin thought After chanting sutras there for an hour, it immediately started pouring rain. The lord of another city was evil and murderous. I went there with my mind of enlightenment and chanted sutras for three days. I immediately converted the lord of the city to convert to my Buddha and saved the whole city. The people waited and so on.

Su Peng couldn't help but frown gradually after hearing the rumors that were getting more and more baseless. Listening to this Taoist mind, why didn't he look like a serious monk, but more like a deified magic stick?

"Huo Shaoxia, these people are spreading rumors and rumors that Shi Daoxin, one of the three holy monks in the martial arts world, is almost a god. But they don't know that Shi Daoxin is a descendant of the generation of Futu Mountain, and his martial arts has already In terms of transformation and reputation, the three saints, monks, Taoists and nuns are even more powerful than the top ten swords in the world."

A young man at Huo Shaoxia’s table said.

"That's true, but the holy monk Shi Daoxin is really running for the people of the world. He is really compassionate and compassionate. He is a role model for our generation of chivalrous people." After hearing this, Huo Shaoxia nodded and said.

"Humph, bullshit, full of bullshit!" At this time, the red-haired man opened his mouth and cursed, and then said: "I am a good man, I should do whatever I want, be unrestrained, and act as I please, how can I be subjected to bullshit? Tired? I see that Shi Dao Xin is just stealing fame from the world and is a dog of good reputation. He is extremely hypocritical. I see that all the monks in the world are lazy and work hard. They are begging for the world, but they put on a compassionate face. It’s really abominable. If I become invincible in martial arts and destroy all the monks in the world, and send all the monks in the world’s great temples back to farm, if they don’t do what I want, I will kill them all!”

"Full of nonsense!"

After hearing what the red-haired man said, Huo Shaoxia and the other young heroes and heroines at the table couldn't help but get angry. Huo Shaoxia slapped the table and shouted: "The monks have existed in the world for thousands of years, how can you destroy them at your request?" Regardless of other things, the Dakong Zen Temple in Futu Mountain is one of the most famous sects in the martial arts world. It is the leader of the righteous path and has accumulated good deeds for many years. Can you really judge its merits? Can you predict its martial arts background? You are talking nonsense. What’s the intention?”

The red-haired man sneered and ignored Huo Sijie and Huo Shaoxia. Instead, he turned to Su Peng and asked: "My friend, who do you think is more correct between the two of us?"

Su Peng didn't expect that the red-haired man would bring the flames of war to him, but since he asked, he might as well say it, "There are quite a few eminent monks and virtuous people in Buddhism and Taoism..."

After listening to Su Peng's words, Huo Sijie just shouted: "That's right!" Unexpectedly, Su Peng continued: "It's just eminent monks and great virtues, it's not that easy to find. If they are really virtuous practitioners, that's all. , If you are not good at Buddhism and deceive the world, you might as well go home and farm.”

Su Peng thought of the modern monks. Scandals were reported from time to time, but the people in the practice were competing for profits more than the people in the mortal world. It was time to rectify the situation. This was what he was thinking.

"Hahaha! That makes sense!" The red-haired man laughed, high-fived, and then said: "I am Ouyang Qing from Kaifeng. My friend, you are very sympathetic to me. What is your name?"

"I am Jiangning Su Peng." Su Peng cupped his hands and Ouyang Qing laughed and said, "I will recognize you as my friend and drink!"

As for Huo Sijie's table, their aura froze when they heard Ouyang Qing's name. It seemed that Ouyang Qing also had a name in the world.

At this moment, the scribe who was sitting alone at the table suddenly let out a long sigh and chanted: "The high hall and the jade palace are not enough, the gold bowl and the silver fish chanting sutras. The high hall was cut off before repaying the favor, and the Buddha's words were not studied while sitting there." It’s a pity that young people have such a bad life, and the most ruthless monks are...

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Note 1: The poem is adapted from Bai Juyi's "**Ci".