Chapter 209 The cold moon shines on the lonely city, Ximen blows the light snow

Gu Shang slowly came to a small courtyard.

This is where Ye Wushuang lives.

"Dong dong dong!"

He knocked lightly on the door.

Soon, there was a sound of footsteps.

The door opened.

The person who opened the door was an old man, dressed in white, with a puzzled look on his face: "Master, who are you looking for?"

Gu Shang took a step back: "Ye Wushuang."

The old man nodded, as if it was true: "Please wait a moment, I will inform the master right away."

Gu Shang waited quietly.

In the process, he suddenly saw a small head popping up from the wall.

"Wai, are you here to compete with Ye Wushuang?"

That's a little boy.

The little face is chubby and very cute.

Gu Shang looked up at him and smiled: "Yes, Ye Wushuang is famous all over the world, and many people like him."

"Hahaha, that's necessary. He is the best swordsman in the world, the most powerful."

The little boy said very proudly.

"Aren't you afraid of Ye Wushuang? Although he won't kill you, it still hurts when he hits someone! I saw several people limping away."

The little boy asked again.

"What kind of hero is he who is afraid of pain? Are you afraid of pain?"

Hearing what he said, the little boy felt a little guilty, but he still said bravely: "I will be the number one in the world in the future. I am definitely not afraid of pain."

"What a future number one in the world."

Gu Shang smiled and said,

"Uncle, treat you to some candy."

He reached out and threw in a candy, which he bought in the city.

"nice one!"

The little boy's eyes sparkled.

With a big pounce, he successfully got the candy.

Without thinking much, he opened it and ate it.

"Thank you uncle, it's very sweet. Ye Wushuang has always refused to let me eat this. I really don't understand. My family is not short of money, but they always restrict me from this and that!"

The little boy climbed back to the wall and said very unhappy.

"That's because eating too much sugar can easily damage your teeth. Your dad also does it for your own good."

Gu Shang said with a smile.

"Huh, everyone says that, but I've never seen him really think about me."

The little boy snorted coldly, jumped off the wall and disappeared.

Another three minutes passed.

The old man who had just left returned.

"Hello guest, the master said that you are a master and a real opponent. He must use all his energy to face you."

"Please give me some time. He needs to bathe and change clothes, burn incense and pray to Buddha, so that he can reach his peak condition."

The old man said respectfully.

After being Ye Wushuang's housekeeper for so many years, this was the first time he saw this look on Ye Wushuang's face, which was enough to show that this young man was a real master.

Faced with such an existence, he must also give him enough respect.

"You can come in with me for a couple of cups of tea if you like."

The old man invited.

Gu Shang did not refuse and walked into the small courtyard with him.

Although he hasn't met Ye Wushuang yet, he has already seen some characteristics of this guy from these small things.

Rigorous, conscientious and clean.

It immediately reminded him of Ximen Feixue in Gu Long's book.

"The cold moon shines on the lonely city, and light snow blows on the west gate."

As he walked, he hummed these two sentences involuntarily.

When I was young, it might have been interesting to watch Battle of the Forbidden City.

This world is boring anyway, and he wants to have a similar battle for himself.

"You can go and chase your master. Today we are just chatting. For the real battle, I decided to pick a good day and a good place."

Hearing what the young man next to him said, the old man in white was obviously stunned, and his steps were a little messy.

But he was experienced and nodded in agreement.

After sending Gu Shang to a small pavilion in front, the old man brought him a cup of tea and left alone, apparently to find Ye Wushuang.

Gu Shang sat in the pavilion and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Brother, what do those two lines of poetry you just said mean? The cold moon shines on the lonely city, and the light snow blows on the west gate. It sounds quite artistic."

At this time, the little boy who had just left suddenly ran over and looked at him curiously.

"Are you Ye Wushuang's son?"

Gu Shang put down his teacup and asked.

"You answer my questions first, and then I'll tell you."

"Those are just two lines of poetry. They describe a kind of scenery and have no special meaning."

"Oh, it's a pity. I thought it was used to describe certain people."

The little boy said with some regret, and finally he replied: "Ye Wushuang is not my biological father, he is my adoptive father. When I was just born, my parents were killed, and Ye Wushuang killed the evil man for me. My parents took revenge and adopted me."

It turns out there is a connection between them.

"Then did your adoptive father teach you how to practice swordsmanship?"

"I told him about this, but my adoptive father never let me touch the sword. He said that the sword is a very disgusting weapon. He hates swords, so he doesn't want me to have contact with swords in the future."

"He wants me to be an ordinary person and live my life safely and happily, but I want to be a hero like him, wearing bright clothes and angry horses, traveling across the rivers and lakes, punishing evil and promoting good, and eliminating harm for the people!"

The little boy is upright.

"Listen to your adoptive father. There are many things in the world that you have no choice but to do. It's disgusting that you have to do this."

"Actually, it's like this everywhere. It's very disgusting. Even if you don't like it, you have to face it."

Gu Shang drank tea again.

"You are all lying to me. I won't believe your lies. I must learn swordsmanship and become a hero."

The little boy rolled his eyes at him and ran away again.

After waiting for a few minutes, Gu Shang heard a gust of wind.

Indistinctly, he felt a strong sword intent. When he looked up, a man with sword eyes, eyebrows and white clothes came out from the corner.

He looked ordinary, but his temperament was outstanding.

The whole person looked like a sword.

"I am Ye Wushuang."

Ye Wushuang, dressed in white, came over and saluted Gu Shang.

"I am Gu Shang."

Gu Shang stood up and picked up the tea to toast him.

"I just heard from the housekeeper that you are going to fight me somewhere else."

"I will use all my strength in this battle. One of us must die. How can we be careless in a battle of life and death?"

Ye Wushuang's eyes were bright: "A competition is a competition. Why do we have to decide life and death?"

Gu Shang smiled: "Swords have no eyes. If it is not a battle of life and death, how can we inspire the true strength of you and me? I don't want to face an enemy who has reservations."

Ye Wushuang smiled.

"Your Excellency thinks the same as I do. In this case, where are you going?"

"On the full moon night, on the top of the imperial city, what do you think?"

Since he is free, let him be Ximen Chuxue for once.

As for why it is not Ye Gucheng.

Sorry, he Gu Shang will not die.