69novels Chapter 199
Chapter 199
When Yu Shengmo was young, he called himself Yu Kuangtu.
His name is the most suitable.
After all, he had a bad reputation when he was young.
Yu Kuangtu.
It is hard to imagine that someone with this name is a decent person.
Sword Immortal Yu Shengmo was defeated by the female sword immortal Yan Lingxia a few years ago, and the position of the top master of Nan Jue changed hands.
Yu Shengmo fled with injuries, and his whereabouts have been unknown since then. It is rumored that he has died long ago.
Until a few months ago, Yu Shengmo suddenly appeared in Tianqi City, fighting against the young master of Half-Step Divine Wandering, and announced his return to the world.
After that, Yu Shengmo disappeared from then on.
Who would have thought that he was hiding in a small border town.
No one knows why his realm has dropped so much, and even his temper has changed a lot.
The four attendants in the past were also dismissed by him, and now he is a lonely old man.
"Crazy Tavern." Yu Shengmo laughed, "It's a good name. You challenged all the masters of Nan Jue, but you chose to use my name. Thank you for your kindness."
"Bullshit!" Wen Jiutian raised his eyebrows, "Just because your reputation is bad enough, I opened a tavern here, and the losers have to pay for the wine."
"What about the winners?" Ye Dingzhi asked.
"No one in Nan Jue can beat me." Wen Jiutian said proudly.
"Boasting!" The girl with the knife rolled her eyes. Although the man in front of her was very strong, he was obviously still a little short of challenging her master.
As a disciple of the sword fairy, how could she not know the strength of the master in the past few years?
She just didn't like to fight with others.
Yan Lingxia has a knife, which can enter the spirit and cut the entire Dongyue Lake.
Others don't know, but she knows it very well.
It's just that she never uses that trick.
The master often said that the best in the world is just an empty name.
"Well, young lady, why don't you stay and be a shopkeeper?" Wen Jiutian raised his eyebrows.
The young lady said disdainfully: "Forget it, I'm going to the north to find someone."
"We just came from the north, young lady, why don't you tell me who you are looking for?" Ye Dingzhi suddenly stood up and asked.
"It's none of your business. I will find the person I want to find myself."
The young lady said coldly, then turned around, "Tang San, although you are very strong, my master has not made a move yet. With your current level, you are not enough."
The young lady shook her head, turned around, and leaped towards the north.
Looking at the back of the young lady leaving, Wen Jiutian felt a little familiar, but didn't think much about it.
He looked at Wang Yixing and raised his eyebrows: "What about you? What are you doing in Nanjue?"
"Master!" Wang Yixing knelt on the ground with a plop, "I'm here to become your disciple, Master."
Wen Jiutian shook his head: "I don't plan to accept any disciples, or I can be a waiter."
"Okay!" Wang Yixing said.
"We still need a chef." Wen Jiutian tapped his chin.
Ye Dingzhi looked at Yu Shengmo.
But Yu Shengmo nodded gently and said nothing.
Ye Dingzhi was overjoyed and said to Wen Jiutian: "Third brother, I, Ye Dingzhi, am a natural chef. Let me do it."
"Yeah!" Wen Jiutian nodded, and then tapped his chin again, "But we still need a winemaker. It would be great if Baili Dongjun was here."
At this time, Ye Dingzhi leaned close to Wen Jiutian's ear and whispered: "My master, when he was young, called himself the wine saint. He once learned some from a gentleman named Gu. But he probably won't help."
"It's okay! I'm here. You two go to the kitchen first."
Wen Jiutian stood up, walked behind Yu Shengmo, and patted his shoulder, "Yu Shengmo."
"What's the matter?" Yu Shengmo patted the dust off the corner of his clothes.
"Li Changsheng said that you look like a man and a woman now. Is it because you practiced the Magic Fairy Sword?" Wen Jiutian said in a deep voice.
Yu Shengmo was stunned, but this was no secret.
Wen Jiutian grabbed his umbrella.
He pulled out the Xuanfeng Sword from the umbrella with a bang, and the sword energy was like a tide.
"You can also use the sword?" Yu Shengmo was stunned.
"I can not only use the sword, but my sword is the best sword in the world."
Wen Jiutian flicked the Xuanfeng Sword with his hand, making a crisp sound.
He lowered his right hand lightly, and the sword energy was like the sea.
Yu Shengmo had reached the peak of the sword, how could he not know what this sword energy represents?
It can be said that this sword alone is enough to match the strongest move of his Magic Fairy Sword.
"Tell me your conditions." Yu Shengmo said calmly.
"Help me brew wine, and I will teach you this sword." Wen Jiutian whispered.
"No need." Yu Shengmo waved his hand, "I promise you to brew wine for the Crazy Tavern, but I also have a condition."
"Speak!" Wen Jiutian held the Xuanfeng Sword, and the sword energy surged like the sea.
"You have to teach Ye Dingzhi this sword."
"Deal!"
Wen Jiutian drew his swordPut it back into the umbrella.
"Wait!" Yu Shengmo shouted.
Then, his umbrella broke into pieces.
The shaky house across the street collapsed after being stirred by the sword energy.
Yu Shengmo sighed for a long time: "How strong is your sword energy just now? Don't you have any idea?"
Wen Jiutian spread his hands and said innocently: "But I didn't know your umbrella was so fragile!"
"It's not that my umbrella is fragile, it's that your sword is too..." Yu Shengmo frowned, got up and walked into the house, shook his head and whispered, "Damn, so perverted!"
Three days later.
The Crazy Tavern officially opened.
But most of the people passing by were wanderers in the rivers and lakes.
There was almost no master who came to challenge.
Wen Jiutian leaned against the pillar of the tavern, bored.
People, when they have enough food and clothing, they think about sex, and after sex, they do art.
He is such a person.
"It's so boring." Wen Jiutian ran to the yard again.
This tavern is quite big.
In addition to the storefront, the backyard is also very spacious.
There was a chair made by Ye Dingzhi, and he lay down directly, looking up at the sky.
He took out a few small things at random.
There was a small guqin.
There was a domino.
There was a hairpin engraved with the word Yue.
There was also a comb engraved with the word Yan.
There was also a pink bellyband embroidered with the three words Yi Wenjun.
He put it on his head and shook it.
He thought of Chaisang City in the southwest road, Mingjian Villa, the backyard of Yingzong in Tianqi City, the 32 pavilions of Jiaofang, and even the night in Luopu Town.
Two hours passed, and three sparrows flew across the sky.
Wen Jiutian smacked his lips and suddenly shouted: "I got it."
"What do you mean?" Ye Dingzhi walked in carrying a cow leg.
"Yeah, what's up?" Wang Yihang took a rag and hung it on his shoulder.
"Bullshit." Yu Shengmo tasted the newly brewed wine, "Come on, your turbid and clear wine, and Qi Tianchen, drink by yourself."
Yu Shengmo shook his head and sat on another armchair: "Disciple, I'm going to eat roasted lamb legs tonight."
"Okay, Master, will you put cumin in it?"
"I don't eat spicy food." Yu Shengmo said faintly.
Wen Jiutian smiled: "Young master, I think our Crazy Tavern is still short of a musician."
Ye Dingzhi smiled slightly: "I understand, it's short of a beautiful female musician."
"Oh! Got it." Wang Yihang smiled, "Master, there is a brothel in the border town."
The Yu Shengmo rolled his eyes and sighed: "At such a young age, you don't know how to cherish it. When you get older, you will hurt your energy and bones."