In a secluded courtyard, the swordsman Cui Hua who liked to close her eyes when she was not pickling pickled vegetables stood under the eaves to "admire" the snow. The green-clothed swordsman Wu Liuding squatted on the steps, waiting for the bastard to return from the sword competition. In the midst of the snowstorm, the wanderer who had used his silver to exchange for a set of clean clothes pushed open the door and entered in a sloppy manner. After entering, he patted the snow off his shoulders. Wu Liuding touched on a sore spot and asked, "Wen Busheng, you lost again?"
The wooden sword Wen Hua who had an additional sword at his waist glared at him and said, "What are you talking about? Six vats, you're just a man who lives off a woman. If you don't have Cui Hua and pickled vegetables, see if I don't cut you to death."
The Wu family's Sword Crown who had no objection to this said with a smile, "Oh, where did you pick up this sword? Look at it, it's not vague at all. Let me take a look."
Wen Hua said carelessly, "My sword is my little wife. Can you touch it as you please?"
The corner of Cui Hua's mouth curled up. Wu Liuding who had a frivolous temperament clicked his tongue and said, "Then this time you brought back a new wife. Aren't you afraid that you'll like the new and dislike the old, and that your old wife will be jealous?"
Wen Hua slapped the wooden sword, "Nonsense. I've always liked the new and not the old. No, I like the old and not the new. The name of this new sword is very big. If I tell you, I'm afraid you'll be scared to death. Although it's a good sword, compared to this wooden sword of mine that has been with me for more than ten years, it's still lacking. "
In the end, Wen Busheng did not disappoint. He was still unable to win the sword duel. However, this time, compared to the previous three defeats, it was a draw. Afterwards, Tang Xi Sword Immortal even gifted the ancient sword Ba Xiu to him. That brother did not hesitate and hung it on his waist without saying anything. The people of the capital were all used to this guy's indecent behavior of pulling out his pants in front of a sword duel. When he competed with Qi Jiajie in the sword duel, it was even more immoral. Qi Jiajie, who had been the number one swordsman of the capital for many years, was just about to return the favor when Wen Busheng began to shout that he would not fight anymore. Then, without saying anything, he ran away like a wisp of smoke. Not to mention the people of Jianghu who were watching the duel were dumbfounded, even Qi Jiajie himself did not know whether to laugh or cry. He was so shocked by the two swords that he broke out in cold sweat. After painstakingly withstanding the two swords that were both outstanding in terms of sword force and sword intent, he saw that kid run away without saying anything. The commoners who were watching the duel all laughed and booed.
Wu Liuding glanced at Lu Baijie's Ba Xiu sword and said with a smile, "Tens of thousands of wooden swords can't be exchanged for a sword forged from Tang Xi Sword Furnace. Falling into your hands, you've really met the wrong person. Poor Ba Xiu, winking at a blind person. "
Wen Hua was in a good mood today, so he did not lower himself to the same level as the six vats. He jogged under the eaves to hide from the snow. He shook his sleeves and then turned his head to look at the female sword attendant who was clearly not blind but was pretending to be blind. He asked, "Cui Hua, why haven't you given your Brother Wen a bowl of pickled cabbage noodles? You're too careless. In the future, when I become famous, even if you beg me to eat your pickled cabbage noodles and pickled cabbage fish, it'll still depend on my mood. "
The woman who usually did not open her eyes, but when she opened her eyes during the battle of the reed marsh, she imitated Li Chungang's two-sleeved green snake. The corners of her mouth twitched, and she turned around to go downstairs. Wen Hua squatted beside Wu Liuding and muttered in a low voice, "Six vats, I only told you the truth because I treat you as half a friend. Cui Hua's appearance is average, and she can't compare to Miss Li, whom I like. However, Cui Hua's temper is good, and you're not tired of eating pickled cabbage. In any case, you won't have any great prospects in your lifetime. Being together with her, you'll be taking a huge advantage."
Wu Liuding smiled and said, "Only you, Wen Busheng, are allowed to have great prospects, but I, Wu Liuding, am not allowed to have great achievements?"
Wen Hua had never avoided using words to hurt others. He said, "You're no good. You're far inferior to Cui Hua. I, Wen Hua, am incomparably accurate in judging people and swords."
Wu Liuding laughed in anger and said, "Why don't we have a match?"
Wen Hua exploded like a wild cat. "Oh, you have Cui Hua backing you up. You're full of guts. Let's have a match. However, I'll say this first. I've easily defeated you in a single move, so don't get angry and ask me to move out of the courtyard. You're also not allowed to immediately return the money you used to buy the clothes. Also, you have to let me live in that large room of yours. I, Wen Hua, am now a great swordsman whose name resounds throughout the capital. I have to keep up with all the basic necessities … "
Wu Liuding was tormented by Wen Hua's nagging to the point that he completely lost his temper. That little bit of competitive spirit that had just revealed its sharp edges rapidly vanished like smoke into thin air. He said helplessly, "Match my ass. I'm not going to compete. Even if I win against you, Wen Busheng, I don't have the slightest bit of benefit. If I lose, then I'll really fall into the latrine pit. "
Wen Hua laughed loudly and slapped the shoulder of the sword tomb with all his strength. "Are you afraid? It's fine, there's no shame!"
Wu Liuding couldn't be bothered to waste his breath with this fellow. He closed his mouth and admired the goose feather-like snow that ceaselessly fell from the courtyard.
Wen Hua suddenly thought of something. He took down the wooden sword and bent down to meticulously carve a word on the snow. He turned around and asked, "Six vats. Do you recognize it?"
There was the word 'fortune' on the snow.
Wu Liuding rolled his eyes in response.
Wen Hua laughed to himself. "When I was roaming the jianghu with my brother all those years ago, we stole sweet potatoes and roasted them for a big meal. After that, we comfortably took a dump in the wilderness. When we had nothing to do, he took a tree branch and wrote this word. Do you know what he said? "
Wu Liuding laughed lightly. "There's a saying for the word fortune?"
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