Looking for Sishui Shoreline on a sunny day, the boundless scenery is fresh.
In the restaurant.
Chu Liuxiang sat by the window and watched the people coming and going on the street. He picked up the rice wine on the table and took a sip. It was slightly sour in the mouth, not as good as the wine on his ship, but it had a different taste.
The storyteller below the restaurant was talking vividly, "Do you know who is the most well-informed person in Jianghu?"
"Who?"
"Is it Bai Xiaosheng?" Someone proposed a candidate.
Bai Xiaosheng was said to know everything in Jianghu. He was also very familiar with the weapons of Jianghu experts. For this reason, he even made a list of weapons.
"Hey, doesn't Bai Xiaosheng only know how to fiddle with his list?" Before he finished speaking, someone next to him retorted.
The storyteller heard the crowd arguing and didn't interfere. He stood on a table in front of the stage and waved the fan in his hand, making people dizzy.
"No, no." The storyteller touched his carefully maintained beard and kept people guessing.
Naturally, some people couldn't keep their cool.
"Then tell me who it is?"
The storyteller smiled but didn't say anything. Below the stage, a clever waiter walked in front of the crowd with a basin and asked for a reward. Someone took out money and scolded, "You're a killer!"
The waiter didn't get angry when he saw that he was scolded for money. Money could make the devil turn millstones. As long as he had enough money, it wouldn't hurt even if he was scolded a few more times.
After getting the money, the waiter happily walked to the counter.
The storyteller caught a glimpse of him and continued, "The most well-informed person in Jianghu is the chief elder of A gang of beggars — Xie Lige."
"The chief elder of A gang of beggars?"
"You mean the chief elder of A gang of beggars who was invited from the mountain by the leader of A gang of beggars. Hasn't the chief elder been practicing in the mountain and only recently entered the world?"
Some people seemed to be in disbelief. They heard that the chief elder of A gang of beggars had been practicing in the mountains and never entered the world. How could a person who never cared about worldly disputes become the most well-informed person in Jianghu?
"Sir, there's something you don't know."
The storyteller was not anxious even though he was refuted. He calmly began to explain, "That Great Elder has a very high seniority. The leaders of A gang of beggars are all his nephews. What in this world can cover the eyes of beggars? Not to mention other things, there are still beggars under the feet of the Emperor. Most beggars have joined A gang of beggars. Tell me, what do you think the living ancestor of A gang of beggars wants to know? Which of these disciples and their disciples are not filial to him?"
When Chu Liuxiang heard this, he could not help but laugh. This storyteller was rather quick-witted. His words were vulgar but interesting enough that no one could find fault with them.
His gaze shifted, and he could not help but linger for a moment on the two young men who were drinking on the second floor.
The man near the corner was drinking from a wine jug. His clothes were tattered, revealing his terrifying tattoos. His handsome face could be seen under his messy hair. Suddenly, the man seemed to have noticed his gaze and turned around abruptly to meet his gaze.
This man was very strong.
This was Chu Liuxiang's first reaction. As expected, he met the man's gaze, raised the wine cup in his hand elegantly, and drank it in one gulp.
The strange man raised his eyebrows, raised the wine jug in his hand, shook it in the air, and drank it in one gulp.
This man was Chu Liuxiang?
Xie Lige sized him up discreetly and found that he could be considered romantic and elegant. Just his peach blossom eyes alone had broken the hearts of many girls.
Such a good man was not the target of his mission. Xie Lige regretfully withdrew his gaze.
His attention returned to his table, which was filled with dishes. The style was simple, but the taste was very good. Sitting across from him was a young man dressed in blue. He was very handsome and elegant.
Before Chu Liuxiang noticed him, Xie Lige shifted his gaze and called out his system's name in his mind. "Second Brother, come out, let's talk!"
[System 710517 is at your service, Mister Host. You should know that the word 'number two' has a special meaning among men. By the way, my name is 710517, not 'number two'.]
710517 appeared and politely rejected Xie Lige's pet name and exposed the host's sinister intentions.
[It's the same, it's the same. This way, you can prove that you are as important as my younger brother!]
Xie Lige raised the wine jug in his hand and drank a mouthful. It was refreshing and had a rich aftertaste. As expected of a product from the system. He wiped his mouth and looked at the polite man in blue in front of him. [Help me check the favorability of this little guy.]
[Favorability: 30] 710517 very considerately replied.
"As expected, it's very little."
Xie Lige was not surprised at his favorability. Favorability was a numerical representation of a person's closeness. If it was less than 30, it would be hatred. If it was 50, it would be a stranger. If it was 80, it would be a close friend. If it was 100, the system did not indicate the level, but it gave an example.
[Do you know Lord Long Yang?
At that time, he and the monarch's honeymoon period reached 85, setting the record for the highest favorability in the history of the system.]
If the favorability was 30, then it would be hatred if it was lower.
After Xie Lige left the dark system space, he was reborn into this world as the eldest son of the head of the Huangshan Sword School. As he grew up, he naturally discovered that he had obtained the martial arts skills from Sword Three. His heart was filled with joy, but the system poured cold water on him.
[Beep!
Your mission target is not in this space!
Beep!
Your mission target is not in this space!]
"Second Brother, your chip is broken. What do you mean my mission target is not in this space?" Xie Lige, who was still a short little boy at that time, asked his system in disbelief.
What do you mean by mission target is not in this space?
The system didn't say anything.
It wasn't until he shouted for the third time in his heart that the system appeared.
[Your comments have been sent to the complaint box. Thank you for your call.
Host, I have already sent a letter to complain about the logistics department to the headquarters. By the way, the problem with the delivery is not with my chip.] The almighty Doraemon's 710517 beeped. It perfectly played the role of a logistics department.
The matter was dealt with very quickly, but the result was not satisfactory. Even the Logistics Department, who were seeking death, specially sent a letter.
In the letter, they said that in order to make up for their losses, they had decided to arrange an awesome identity for him, but the request was that he had to go to a certain remote mountain to cultivate for a period of time.
The more bargaining chips, the better.
After reading the letter for a long time and not finding any traps, Xie Lige immediately agreed. He turned his head and told his sister that he was going to cultivate, and immediately rushed to the designated location.
He stayed there for 30 years. When he was released, he found that things had changed. The Huangshan Sword School had long since ceased to exist, and his identity had also changed. From the proud eldest son of the Huangshan Sword School, he was now the ancestor of A gang of beggars, who was feared by the entire Huangshan Sword School.
When Xie Lige first came down, he was crazy with anger. His parents and his sister were all gone. When he was ready to find someone to take revenge, he found that his enemies had all died 18 years ago.
He, who had nothing to live for, was ready to live a casual life. It was not until the system secretly told him that his sister was still alive that he reluctantly became a little angry.
"Grandmaster, what's wrong? What's wrong with that person?"
When Nangong Ling saw that Xie Lige was a little absent-minded, he turned his head and looked at Chu Liuxiang, who was sitting in front of the window. Chu Liuxiang's appearance was indeed outstanding, but he was not as stunning as the person in front of him.
Xie Lige came back to his senses. He put down the wine pot in his hand, leaned on the bamboo pole next to him, and closed his eyes to rest. "There's no problem. Didn't you just say your background? Continue."
"Oh." Nangong Ling could not help but look at the person behind him again and obediently responded.
On the other side, Xie Lige was complaining to the system about his future godson.
"You don't say, this child is indeed a little silly."
Xie Lige also stayed with A Gang of Beggars for a short period of time. He observed Nangong Ling from a close distance and found that the latter was not as bad as described in the original work. At most, he was a little stubborn, but he was also a person who respected the old and respected the young. He was also a person who studied seriously.
When Xie Lige first arrived at A Gang of Beggars, he was in a bad mood and loved to torment people. He left a deep shadow in the innocent A Gang of Beggars. Now, whenever he mentioned him, even the leader of A Gang of Beggars who respected him would avoid him. Except for this silly child in front of him, who was pushed out by his adoptive father every time.
This silly child was also very cute. In the time it took to eat a meal, he had emptied his pockets and even gave him a big gift. Xie Lige knew from his words that not long ago, he had found out that he had a long-lost brother. He had only recently reunited with him and got along very well with him.
[Beep!
I can't sense any praise in your words, host,] 710517 said frankly.
"Can you not add a 'beep' before you speak?" Xie Lige could not help but ask.
[Beep!
Can't!]
After being glanced at by Nangong Ling so many times, it was difficult for Chu Liuxiang to pretend that he did not see him. Moreover, although the person who had just been drinking with him looked lazy, his martial arts were very good. The younger person's gaze was also very pure.
At that moment, he wanted to make friends with him.
Chu Liuxiang picked up the wine pot on the table and walked towards Xie Lige's table. When he arrived at Xie Lige's table, he smiled and looked at the latter. "This must be A Gang of Beggars' Great Elder Xie Lige. Elder Xie, right?"
It had to be said that this pickup line was very low-level.
If he wasn't the main character, I would have turned around and left.
Xie Lige silently complained to the system in his heart, but he still forced a smile on his face. "Chu Liuxiang?"
"You know me?" Chu Liuxiang asked.
Xie Lige held the bamboo pole in his hand and said with a smile, "Of course. Young Master's companion flowers lose their beauty, while the bandit commander walks on the moon and leaves a fragrance."
Nangong Ling, who was sitting at the table, did not understand why this person had inexplicably come over. When he heard that this person was the bandit commander Chu Liuxiang, he stared at him without blinking.
How strange!
He suddenly felt an inexplicable respect for his own ancestor. Although he looked sloppy on the outside, he was actually very observant.
Chu Liuxiang was indeed worthy of being Chu Liuxiang. His thin lips were slightly raised, and he had a natural smile. Originally, he had only come to the capital to reminisce about old times. Now that he thought about it, he could make an interesting friend.
He immediately sat down and put down the wine pot in his hand.
"Drink a cup?"
Xie Lige picked up his wine pot and poured a cup for Chu Liuxiang and explained, "Drink my wine. The dishes in this restaurant are quite good, but the wine is not very good."
Just as he was about to put it down, he saw Nangong Ling, who was sitting across from him. He raised his eyebrows and poured a cup for this silly child.
It was soft in the mouth, spicy in the aftertaste, and full of saliva!
Good wine!
Nangong Ling and Chu Liuxiang both drank a mouthful. Their eyes widened, and they could not help but praise in their hearts.
"It really is good wine!" Chu Liuxiang could not help but drink another mouthful and sigh.
Wine, of course it was good wine.
Because the wine was so good, Xie Lige, who had fainted from drinking it, smiled and did not say anything. He held the wine pot in his right hand and played with it. Some people were really talented in making friends all over the world. In just a short period of time, he already had a good impression of Chu Liuxiang.
Forthright but not overly polite, humble but smart. Even though he knew Xie Lige's identity, Chu Liuxiang only had the mentality of making ordinary friends. It had to be said that this was a plus. At least, Xie Lige, who was always tired of dealing with people with ulterior motives, was very satisfied.
The more he thought about it, the more satisfied he was. The more satisfied he was, the better his mood was. When his mood was good, Xie Lige was naturally easy to talk to.
"I'll make friends with you."
Thinking of Chu Liuxiang's purpose, Xie Lige just happened to have the same intention, so he decided to make friends with him.
"Very good!" Chu Liuxiang smiled.