Chapter 373
Chapter 373
"The young centurion named Qiao Mu charged at the bandits in the valley at the last moment."
"Do you know what his last words were?"
The storyteller in the teahouse looked around. At this time, the entire teahouse was silent, and the chatter gradually faded away. Everyone's attention was obviously attracted by the story he told:
"Before he died, the young centurion said to the veteran who was following him:
‘Old Huang, you don’t want your wife to be a widow, right? You don’t want your children to be bullied in the future, right? ’
'.....In no mood? Then you're still fucking pretentious here? ’
"After saying that, the young centurion Qiao Mu charged towards the bandits alone, like a lone reef rushing into the waves, and was submerged by the crowd in just a moment..."
At this point, the storyteller paused, as if his mouth felt a little dry, and he picked up a bowl of tea to moisten his lips.
"No, please don't show off, okay? What happened next?" The tea guests were not willing to give up when they heard the wonderful points, and started to boo.
...........
At this time, Qiao Mu chose an Eight Immortals table facing the street to sit down, and ordered a pot of tea and two plates of peanuts.
The fat cat lay lazily on the Eight Immortals table and yawned. When he had nothing to do, he stretched out his paws to pat the little Jingwei bird next to him.
The little Jingwei ignored it and just tilted its head, seeming to be listening attentively to the storyteller's story about the tree. The little bird's eyes revealed a look of human thought.
Ever since that day when the headmaster of the Yunxiao Sect came to Hefu City and witnessed the jade carp's body being torn apart, the little Jingwei bird seemed to have undergone some changes.
Although it can't speak human words yet, it is much calmer and colder. Qiao Mu even suspects that it has awakened the wisdom of its previous life.
The fat cat was still stupid and happy all day long. When he saw the waiter serving peanuts on the plate, he came over with his chubby round face. The cat's claws almost stepped on the plate before Qiao Mu reached out to hold him down.
Qiao Mu picked up two peanuts and handed them to the fat cat's mouth. The fat cat suddenly became happy. While grabbing Qiao Mu's fingers with his paws, he moved his tongue up to lick the two peanuts into his stomach.
After finishing a small plate, he still licked Qiao Mu's fingers. Qiao Mu felt as if his fingers had been scraped with sandpaper, rough but with a warm touch.
Qiao Mu was subconsciously retracting his fingers, but the fat cat stopped. He grabbed Qiao Mu's wrist and gently rubbed his head on the back of Qiao Mu's hand.
"I want more, I want more, more, more, more." Fat Cat whispered.
"You shaggy pig..." Qiao Mu scolded him with a cold face, but his heart felt slightly warm and he ordered a few more plates of peanuts.
This furry and chubby little thing begged to be rubbed, and he really couldn't resist it.
At this time, the little Jingwei who was still listening to the book tilted his head and glanced a few times, then jumped twice on the table and jumped to Qiao Mu's hand, without even chirping, just one finger away. , you can touch it by stretching out your hand.
Qiao Mu glanced at it and picked up two peanuts to feed the bird.
This trip to my old place seems like two years but actually it is a thousand years. Now when I hear people telling the story of Qiao Mu in my old place, it feels like it is a lifetime ago, and all kinds of thoughts are flooding my heart.
But when the cat and bird were snuggling next to each other, the warmth in his heart gradually faded away like the ink on rice paper, and the feeling of a world away gradually faded away.
Just listen to the storyteller in the lobby continue:
"The disintegration of the demon cannot last long. Although the young centurion Qiao Mu developed his inner strength at the critical moment, his human strength was exhausted after all. Not long after, he was bleeding all over his body and died of exhaustion..."
The tea guests sighed slightly, but then someone immediately urged:
"Go on, don't wait until next time to break it down."
"The story of Qiao Mu is over. There is also his brother Qiao Lin behind."
"It's boring. I just want to hear Qiao Lin fight back to Yancheng, blood flowing like a river."
Among the tea guests, some people had obviously heard this story more than once, so they urged it.
But at this moment, a young female voice suddenly sighed softly from behind Qiao Mu.
"Others only want to hear the story of the Qiao family's revenge."
"But not many people remember the dead Qiaomu in the Luomu Valley. Perhaps only the former subordinates for whom Qiaomu blocked the knife still miss him.... You think so?"
Qiao Mu touched his cheek and looked behind him.
Standing behind him now was a young woman in white with an oval face, her hair tied into a neat ponytail, and a spear hanging on her back. She was full of heroism and looked like a heroine.
Qiao Mu's eyes lingered slightly on the spear behind the woman in white.
Warriors in this world mostly use short weapons such as swords, while long weapons such as spears are not so portable and are often used more by warriors in the army.
The weapon of this young woman in white is a spear, which is a bit surprising.
Behind the young woman in white stood the man with a sword and hat who had talked to Qiao Mu before in front of the city gate tower.
Ever since he first formed his Taoist Scriptures, his Qi and Blood were sealed, and his appearance returned to youth, sometimes people would come over to talk to him.
"You're right." Qiao Mu narrowed his eyes slightly:
"Just like in the storyteller's story, others only wanted to see Wu Erlang, who returned from overseas, show off his power and revenge, and kill adulterers and adulterers in anger. No one really paid much attention to Wu Dalang who died tragically."
"Yes." The heroine in white also nodded:
"The one on top of the tree is the young knight Ren, who really blocked the swords of his former subordinates. No matter how famous the Qiao family behind him is, and no matter how high their martial arts skills are, what his former military subordinates in Yancheng City still remember is the past. That arbor.”
"People like Qiao Mu are really extraordinary and cannot be compared to ordinary people."
"That's true." Qiao Mu nodded happily, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly, with an expression of "I'd like to hear more if you say more."
The white-clothed female knight stared at Qiao Mu's eyes and said:
"Not only Qiao Mu, but also Qiao Lin and Qiao Sen are all heroic knights in the world."
"Who said it wasn't?" Qiao Mu nodded.
But he also felt a little strange when he heard this. This young female knight didn't talk to him like this. Did she see his identity?
This young female knight, for her age, is indeed good at martial arts. It is estimated that she has reached the fourth or fifth level of strength training. Not to mention in Yancheng, even in Jiuzhou, she is considered extraordinary.
But in the final analysis, a young female knight who has not yet entered the spirit refining stage, I think her experience in the martial arts world is not that deep. How can she see through Qiao Mu's identity?
Qiao Mu's heart was suspicious, but he didn't say it out loud.
The white-clothed female warrior's brows gradually furrowed, and finally she pointed at Qiao Mu's nose and shouted:
"Qiao Mu and his men are such heroic figures, how can you pretend to be them? I'm giving you face?"
"You hold a fat cat and have white hair, and you really think you are a member of the Qiao family?"
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PS, recommend the book.
Book title: I am the former hero of civilization
The book by the old author Shuangshu, also known as My Star Fury Journey (X)
Introduction: [Hedgehog Cat 10 million words completed record]
"May I ask how you set foot on the Star Sky Train and walked towards the path of Star God?"
"Because I ended the collapse and changed the fate of everyone."
"So the first step of your pioneering journey is to become a hero?"
"No, it's to survive and find thighs everywhere."
"Then what?"
Ryan adjusted his glasses and said loudly:
"I became a thigh myself."
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