The small inn is quite old, and the wooden steps creak when you walk on them. Facing the street, leaning against a few ancient trees that are more than a hundred years old, if you lift up the small window on the second floor, you will see a large area of ​​rich aroma. The shade o

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The small inn is quite old. The wooden steps creak when you walk on them. Facing the street, leaning against a few ancient trees that are more than a hundred years old, if you lift up the small window on the second floor, you will see a large area. The rich shade of trees falls overwhelmingly, every morning at noon, the clouds and mists have not yet collected into the dew, the distant mountains and near water are lingering, the long street is sparsely populated, the stone slabs are covered with frost, and the end can be seen at a glance.

The small inn is quite old, and the wooden steps creak when you walk on them. Facing the street, leaning against a few ancient trees that are more than a hundred years old, if you lift up the small window on the second floor, you will see a large area of ​​rich aroma. The shade o - DayDayNews

The chubby shopkeeper pulled a rag, raised his hand and patted the yawning young man on the back, and cursed: "You are lazy, your eyes are not alive, are you? You are still dawdling here!"

He was chattering. While muttering, he cautiously glanced at the window facing the street on the second floor.

There was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl sitting there. She was dressed very plainly, but had a red silk tie in her hair. The girl had her own picturesque appearance, and she didn’t need to wear red or green, or be jeweled. Color is just the finishing touch.

She has been living in the store for three days. Every day as soon as it gets dark, she settles down and sits by the window, as if she is waiting for someone. During these years, most people who go out are looking gray and gray, and it is rare to see such a charming girl. The shopkeeper can't help but take a second look at her.

He scolded the young man and lowered his voice. Unexpectedly, the girl's ears were extremely sensitive, so she still heard him and turned her head to take a look. The shopkeeper stepped forward in person and said with a smile on his face: "It's early today, Miss Zhou. What would you like to eat for breakfast? I see that you didn't touch the plate of side dishes yesterday. Is it too salty or bland? Or maybe you don't like the food." ? "

At the foot of Hengshan Mountain, there is only such a place for people to stay in a radius of dozens of miles. Although the world is depressed now, it is still quite lively.

It is said that this place was also a lively place in the early years, with various large and small shops. Later, they all collapsed, leaving only this inn called "Sanchun" to stand out.

Passers-by from the north to the south have to stop here to rest their feet. Of course, there are all kinds of people who come here, including those who are aggressive, unreasonable, and particularly difficult to serve. They have a lot of quirks... This boss answered them all with ease. Shun Dangdang, asking guests to come and leave safely, relies on the real skill of "talking to people and telling ghosts".

The person sitting by the window was Zhou Fei. This area of ​​Hengshan is the junction of the north and the south. When the fight started, both sides would fight. Now it is peaceful for the time being, and it has become a place that neither side cares about. It is a mixed bag of fish and dragons. It is really... chaos.

She and Xie Yun ran all the way south from Huarong, not daring to stay in the territory of the Northern Dynasty. They ran out of the jurisdiction of the Northern Dynasty in one breath, and then waited for Duan Jiuniang in this unconcerned place.

But now, the three-day deadline has passed, but there is no news from Duan Jiuniang.

Zhou Fei didn't have much of an appetite, but seeing the enthusiasm and being embarrassed to droop her face, she forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, I'm not used to it, so just go ahead and have it."

The shopkeeper glanced at her expression, and she looked kind. He smiled and said: "Girl, the sky is falling, but you still have to eat enough, right? It's so early in the morning, the other guests haven't gotten up, why don't you allow me to say a few words, I'm wasting my time at my age?" , you will know. Whatever you can't get over, there will be a day in the past. Those who miss home, sooner or later you will be able to go home. Those who miss others, sooner or later you will be able to see people again. Don't worry, as long as you live one more day, you may be able to make it. What strange thing happened to me? I have hope every day, isn’t it good?”

The shopkeeper has a white and fat face, and his teeth are missing when he smiles. If this person is stretched out and flattened, On paper, it was just "Gong Xi Fa Cai" written in block letters and . He felt relieved when he looked at it. Seeing that he was really lovable, Zhou Fei couldn't help but smile along with him.

The shopkeeper said: "Isn't that enough? Wait, girl, I'll ask that lazy grandson to bring you some hot food.There is food in the belly, and there is no panic in the heart - "

The fat man spoke with confidence, and his temples were gray, but he still seemed to be very energetic. He threw the rag over his shoulder, hummed a little tune and went downstairs. Zhou Fei heard He had just walked a few steps when he shouted like a bell: "Hey, Mr. Xie, did you go out early in the morning? So early! So early! "

Zhou Fei looked sideways and saw Xie Yun running up to her in three steps and two steps at a time, and said to her: "Mr. Bai is escorting Miss Wu all the way there. She will probably take some detours. Miss Wu is not tolerant of fatigue, and there may be some problems on the way. It will take a few more days to rest, and it will definitely be slower than us. I can probably calculate that there will be a message in the next two days.

Zhou Fei finally regained some energy and asked, "Will there be any letter?" How to send it? "

"Mr. Bai used to be from the Xingji Gang, and he has some miscellaneous connections..." Before Xie Yun could finish his sentence, the waiter brought breakfast. Xie Yun jumped up and ran to pick it up himself. Passing the shaky kettle, "Slow down, slow down, I'll do it. Do you still have the sauce prepared by the landlady? Have you filled it for me today? I think I have to take a can before I leave, otherwise my meals will be tasteless for the next six months. "

Most of the people who are busy on the road are not in a good mood. It is rare for the waiter to meet such a talkative customer, and he burst into laughter

and said: "I have a big bowl for you. "

The small inn is quite old, and the wooden steps creak when you walk on them. Facing the street, leaning against a few ancient trees that are more than a hundred years old, if you lift up the small window on the second floor, you will see a large area of ​​rich aroma. The shade o - DayDayNews

Xie Yun sat back, first dipped his chopsticks in hot water, put the two bowls of noodles away, picked out half a bowl of noodles from Zhou Fei's bowl, and gave her a few pieces of meat from his own bowl.

Zhou Fei said hurriedly: "Hey, no need..." "Eat it for me quickly." The flavor is too strong to be spread on the meat slices, otherwise the sauce will be ruined and the meat will be ruined, which is as heinous as the insolent beauty. "

Zhou Fei has been running for his life these days and has probably understood this person's temper. Mr. Xie, except for his legs, only has a lot of fallacies. He just wants to argue with you, "The sun is "It rises in the west." You can also sit there and talk non-stop all day long. You have to be able to convince everyone by what you say and truly believe that the sun rises in the west.

Zhou Fei didn't waste any time with him. Kuuyu just asked: "What is the Xingji Gang?

Xie Yun mixed the yellow sauce made by the landlady into the noodles and said, "Do you know the Beggar Clan?"

Zhou Fei nodded.

Xie Yun said casually: "The Beggar Clan traps beggars from all over the world. There are gang leaders and elders in it. They divide the land according to the ground and do their own thing. They are very moral and the rules are strict. How many bags are there for the elders and some are the disciples?" You can tell at a glance that they are considered "white way". The foot gang is similar, they are also a bunch of down and out people running around in the world, but the saying goes, "The gangsters in car and boat shops should be killed even if they are not guilty." They follow the "underworld". "

Zhou Fei didn't quite understand and asked: "What... what teeth? "

" Hurry up and eat. It won't be cold for a while. Listen to what others are saying without occupying your mouth. "Xie Yun tapped the table lightly with his finger. Seeing her lowering her head and eating a few bites of noodles, she continued calmly, "'Car and boat shop's teeth' refers to roughly five kinds of trades, driving and punting. Those who run shops, travel around, and buy and sell goods. These people travel here and there. It's not necessarily bad. It's just that there are many people and the water is deep and the rules are tight. If an ignorant fat sheep bumps into it, it will be unlucky for someone to kill someone and steal goods. "

Zhou Fei's heart skipped a beat. When he thought of Wu Chuchu's rich daughter in the hands of a "killer and swindler," she couldn't swallow the food in her mouth.

The small inn is quite old, and the wooden steps creak when you walk on them. Facing the street, leaning against a few ancient trees that are more than a hundred years old, if you lift up the small window on the second floor, you will see a large area of ​​rich aroma. The shade o - DayDayNews

Xie Yun continued: "These five types of people are collectively called the 'Xingjiao Gang'. Although they are not under the control of one boss, they all know what is going on. There are brothers in one line and one line, and the business they do is called 'One Hand'. Black hands and white hands. If you know your stuff, are one of your own, and have a line in your hand, then you can rest assured. The rules of the gang are very strict. Whether you are delivering things, sending letters, or asking for information, you can do it properly. It is very reliable. It's called 'white business' and 'black business'. I won't go into details. You can imagine it - you don't have to worry about Mr. Bai. He is a cousin of mine. He is reliable and has seven or eight skills. Follow him, as long as you don't run into the Northern Eagle Dog, there will be people cooking fish for you in the water bandits' village. "

Zhou Fei said "Oh", she originally thought that she was born in the "underworld". After a trip down the mountain, I realized that the bandit flags in the Forty-eight Villages were entirely to disgust the Northern Emperor. When I went out for a walk, everyone thought she was a little white flower who came from a well-known and decent family, and she grew up in a paradise.

Zhou Fei thought for a while and asked: "Then can I ask them to help find someone to deliver the letter?"

Xie Yun: "Huh?"

Zhou Fei counted them one by one: "I have to find Mrs. Wang first. I don't know her. What's going on? First, my brother left without saying goodbye, and I couldn't find him. She couldn't explain it to my mother when she got home. This might make her angry. I have to tell her about Senior Brother Chen Fei... ...There is also a hidden plot of rebellion over there. I don’t know how many people are involved, but I also learned that the elders would say..."

Xie Yun looked at her in surprise: "You don't have a big head, but you can really pretend."

Zhou Fei was interrupted by him and rolled her eyes at him half-heartedly. She wanted to go home more and more - when she was in Forty-Eight Village, she was too lazy to even compete with Li Sheng. In addition to practicing every day, she only occasionally dealt with Li Yan. She didn't pretend to do anything in her heart. Even when she just came down from the mountain, she just wanted to be a dutiful follower to Mrs. Wang. She didn't even notice the hidden stakes in the village.

Who knows that things are unpredictable, but in a blink of an eye she is alone and completely absorbed in her own thoughts.

Xie Yun thought for a while, and suddenly took out a small paper bag from his arms and handed it to her: "This is for you."

Zhou Fei took it inexplicably, opened it, and found that there was a bag of candy inside. Where did you buy it? I'm afraid it was homemade by a farmer. It was cut so roughly that a piece of it could choke a child to death.

Zhou Fei looked at Xie Yun suspiciously: "I thought you went out early in the morning for business, and you went to buy candy after making trouble for a long time?"

Xie Yun shook his head and said: "A pair of eyes under the eyebrows, someone is looking at the big picture. Domination is business.

I think

that the little beauty is happy is the business. I think I am more elegant."

Zhou Feipi said with a smile: "Brother Xie, I think your Qinggong is still good. You have to practice, and you have to be at least as diligent as a slut, otherwise you will be prone to bloody disasters." Just as

was talking, there was suddenly a heavy knock on the door downstairs.

The inn is open to welcome guests. As long as it is not closed, the door is always open, but visitors have to knock on the door to show their arrival.

I saw that the man was thin, with smacking cheeks and chin, a thunderous mouth, and he could go out and play monkey by putting on his hair. He was also wearing white clothes, followed by a large group of people wearing sackcloth and mourning, as if they had just finished crying. The thin monkey headed by

stood on the threshold with one foot in and one foot out. He looked this small Sanchun Inn up and down, smiled slightly, and said to the shopkeeper with cupped fists and cupped hands: "Uncle, brothers, please raise the coffin and send out the materials." We just carried three long and two short ones into the Yin Mansion, howled all the way, and spent a lot of energy. Please be lucky and give us two cups of tea to eat."

Zhou Fei frowned and looked downstairs, he will be staying in the hotel now. The guests had already gotten up one after another and came out to have breakfast in twos and threes. Early in the morning, they met a group of people wearing sackcloth and mourning who were blocking the door. Their expressions were not very good.The shopkeeper of

is really a character. When he saw this, he managed to smile. He bowed in a circle and said kindly: "This is no problem, Xiaoluzi. Bring some tea money to Bai Kong." Fang's big brother quenches his thirst!"

When the skinny monkey on the threshold heard what he said about his origin, he raised his eyes and stared at the shopkeeper for a moment, smiled like a zombie, made a thumbs up and said: "shopkeeper He is indeed a businessman, smart, discerning and sensible."

Zhou Fei asked in a low voice: "What is 'Bai Kongfang'?"

Xie Yundao said: "It's just paper money - it turns out there is a funeral for a wealthy family. There is no need for filial piety in the family, so we hire a group of people to attend to the mourning. Now there is not much business, so we have to start a business of eating and drinking. It’s okay. It’s normal to open a shop to welcome customers and deal with local gangsters.”

He. As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter came forward holding a small money bag and handed it to the mourners cautiously.

The shopkeeper nodded and bowed and said: "It's just tea money, but it's not a sign of respect. Brothers, come in and have a rest, and give you a cushion on your stomach, okay?"

Probably he had given enough money, so the thin monkey put a cushion on the money bag in his hand, with a confused look on his face. He relaxed a lot, nodded and smiled: "No need, it's getting late, don't delay your business, let's go -"

He gave the order, and a large group of "filial sons and grandsons" picked up the suona gongs sent out for the funeral, one by one. He walked away, singing, reciting, sitting and meditating, leaving paper money on the floor. When the waiter saw them turning around, he spat viciously, asked the shopkeeper to slap him on the back of the head, and scolded: "What are you looking at? Why don't you just sweep the floor away!"

After that, he quickly put on a cheerful smile, and went one by one. Do you want to apologize to the customers in the store?

If there are those who are easy to talk, just complain, but there are also those who are not easy to talk to. They have to bow to the shopkeeper again and again, say all the auspicious words, and wear out their lips.

Zhou Fei looked at him from upstairs and felt that his fat back looked like the "kowtowing tumbler" sold in the market. She couldn't help feeling pity, feeling that she would never be able to do this business of opening a shop in her life.

She once felt that after crossing the Ximo River, the sky was vast and nothing could stop her. Now she realizes that with her meager qualifications, she can probably be a guard and nurse, let alone a big career. " Small Business” is also a mess. Zhou Fei pinched a piece of candy bought by Xie Yun and stuffed it into her mouth. Her cheeks bulged so big that it took a long time to taste the bitter sweetness. She thought to herself: "When I go back this time, why don't I practice in seclusion for three to five years?" , I won’t go out casually and embarrass myself.”

At this moment, several screams suddenly came from outside the inn, the sound of the suona and gongs suddenly stopped, the entire inn fell silent, and the waiter sweeping the floor at the door opened his eyes wide.

Zhou Fei looked out of the wooden window on the second floor and saw two fast horses running menacingly through the long street. The people on the horses were wearing bamboo hats and couldn't see their faces clearly. They rushed directly through Bai Kongfang's group. The man on horseback held a long whip in his hand and knocked over a large group of filial sons and grandsons who were playing and singing. The whip had barbs on it, and it could tear off a layer of human skin if it was attached to flesh and blood.

In a blink of an eye, the two people rushed to the door of Sanchun Inn. They saw the waiter stupidly holding a broom and not knowing how to dodge. The whip with minced meat on it couldn't help but hit him.

Seeing that the waiter's head was about to turn into a rotten watermelon, two wooden chopsticks suddenly fell from the second floor. One missed the tip of the whip, and the other hit the whip-holder's wrist.

The horseman's whip was released immediately, and the sinister barb passed by the unlucky waiter. The waiter, who was almost in danger, sat on the ground with a "pop" and shivered like a leaf.

The man on horseback took off his bamboo hat and stared viciously at the wooden window on the second floor - he was actually a young man in his early twenties.

Zhou Fei looked back at the young man's gaze without hesitation, and chewed the candy bar expressionlessly.

The young man immediately had a handsome appearance, but his eyebrows were too slender, and the tips of his eyebrows were drawn into a thin line, almost sweeping into the temples. He looked very feminine, with a slightly pointed chin, thin lips, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be poisonous. , everyone seems to have the hatred of killing his father and seizing his wife. They are typical of "the heaven is not full and the earth is not square", as if they are like the "mean and unkind" page in the folk photo book.

The young man yelled and cursed arrogantly: "Where does a dog come from to take a mouse?"

Zhou Fei wanted to reply, "What kind of monster do I think I am? It turns out that rats can also become spirits", but the words came to his mouth and he did not say it out. ——Xie Yun bought some broken candy that stuck to her teeth.

Zhou Fei had just seen an uneven road and pulled out his chopsticks. It was really inconvenient to reach out and pick it out in public, so he had to glare at Xie Yun rather cryptically, and picked up the teacup next to him to rinse his mouth enigmatically.

Xie Yun didn't know why, and thought she had become much more stable after experiencing a life and death disaster. She sighed in her heart: "How many people in their seventies or eighties can't control their mouths? She is so young and can tolerate the power of her words." It's really not easy to live without success."

Xie Yun, who had deeply misunderstood Zhou Fei, smiled and cupped his hands downstairs: "This brother has an extraordinary temperament, and his 'Four Underworld Whip' is so amazing, why bother to stand in the way of him? What are the common sense of children on the street?"

As soon as these words came out, many people in the inn had strange expressions. They didn't care about watching the excitement and began to retreat quietly to the side.

Zhou Fei was confused when he saw Xie Yun looking downstairs with his fingers wet and writing the word "Qinglong" on the table. She was stunned - in the valley, when Zhou Fei met Shen Tianshu by chance, she had heard from him that there were four heads on the Mountain of the Living and the Dead, and each of them used the "four images" to emblem their faces, Mu Xiaoqiao It's "Suzaku".

The young man downstairs should not be the "Qinglong Master", otherwise he would not let her knock off the long whip with a chopstick, but looking at his air, he must be a figure under the Qinglong Seat.

The young man on the horse frowned and was about to speak, but his companion beside him slowly stretched out a hand to block him.

The man slowly took off the bamboo hat on his head, revealing an old face. His cloudy eyes turned around Zhou Fei, then fell on Xie Yun, and said hoarsely: "My young master has a bad temper, and he is in a hurry when he is on the road. , I have offended you so much, I can’t apologize to you.”

The young man beside him seemed unhappy, looking at the old man with a drooped face and just sneered.

The shopkeeper of Sanchun Inn hurriedly ran out of the inn in three steps at a time, lifted the waiter from the ground with both hands, and said to him: "I don't dare, I blocked your way, I'm really sorry. . "

An old attendant and a fat shopkeeper were each polite to each other. One was on the horse and the other was on the ground. They were "sorry" with each other for a long time. Until the horse of the young man next to him snorted impatiently, the young man stopped. He said coldly: "Can you two finish worshiping me?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly helped his little boy to get out of the way and said, "Please."

The young man didn't even look at him, he turned over and got off his horse. Throwing the horse's reins casually, the old man behind him caught it with both hands, like a loyal domestic servant.

The young man walked into the inn as if no one else was around. He first pointed at Zhou Fei on the second floor and said, "I've always been open to women. You're lucky. When things are over here, come down and kowtow to me, and I won't argue with you. "

Zhou Fei looked surprised and didn't understand. He finally swallowed the piece of candy and asked Xie Yun: "Did you see clearly? Did I hit him or did he hit me? "

The water mark of the word "Qinglong" that Xie Yun drew on the table was still wet, and only a few strokes were left to form a "Yueyou". Seeing that she seemed determined to fight in a few words, Mr. Xie said in his heart

" I was just about to say that I am much calmer, oh, I can’t help but praise it.”

At the moment, he had no choice but to keep silent and seize the time to eat the remaining noodles, ready to sacrifice his life at any time... to cheer for the gentleman.

The white-faced young man was so angry that his eyebrows stood up, and he said arrogantly to the old man beside him: "Catch that stinky girl for me!"

The old man hesitated for a moment.

The white-faced young man jumped on his feet and said, "Are you going or not?"

The old man sighed and slowly pulled out a dagger from his sleeve - an ordinary dagger may be light or powerful, but it is an assassin. His pet, the dagger in the old man's hand is very thick, and people with small hands may not be able to hold it in full circle. Several dragons are vividly carved on it, with their tails nailed to the hilt, and their mouths open as if they are craving for people. of.

Xie Yun glanced at him and suddenly said: "The Jiulong old man has unrivaled skills in his hands. When

will he have to obey the words of a junior?"

He didn't finish. Updated from time to time every day.

The small inn is quite old, and the wooden steps creak when you walk on them. Facing the street, leaning against a few ancient trees that are more than a hundred years old, if you lift up the small window on the second floor, you will see a large area of ​​rich aroma. The shade o - DayDayNews

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