National Luck: Play as a judge at the beginning, teammate Xiao Daji

There was nothing to say all night, and the few people had a place to rest, but they didn't taste any bitterness at all.

In the early morning of the second day, everyone was full of energy.

There was already the sound of walking on the street outside, Yin Bai stretched his head out to have a look.

There were a few small groups sitting sparsely on the street, and most of them looked tired.

The beginning of the Kowloon Theory was too hasty, and many people rushed here all the way.

But this place has not provided a place for these people to rest so far. Except for extremely special people like Yin Bai, it is impossible for normal people to have a good rest.

It's normal to look tired.

So far, no news has come out, and everyone doesn't know what to do.

All the people walking on the streets are monks under the subordinates of the princes.

Regarding this Kowloon theory, no one knows exactly what to do, everyone is still wary of each other, and it is impossible to discuss and communicate.

Many people are wandering the streets like headless chickens, hoping to find some clues in the town.

A few smart people returned to the place where Dong Qinghe and the old beggar stayed, hoping to get some news from them.

But to their disappointment, the two old men had long since disappeared.

This group of people is like being trapped in a ghost town, and no one knows what to do next.

Yin Bai observed the situation for a while, and immediately made a choice.

He turned and went back into the room, climbing up.The bed was covered with a quilt.
For Yin Bai, waiting for work with ease is the best way.

Even though this group of people ran around like headless chickens all morning, Yin Bai not only slept comfortably, but also persuaded the other three people to sleep comfortably and return to the cage with irrefutable reasons and tone.

It was not until the afternoon of that day that there was a sound of gongs in the town.

The old beggar held a gong in his hand and beat it as he walked.

No matter what others asked him, he didn't answer, he just walked forward on the big knife while beating the gong.

Seeing that the old beggar was unwilling to answer his own questions, a few impatient people who were not afraid of death rushed to do it.

But in the end, the old beggar's mallet to beat the gong was replaced by the heads of these people.

The old man looked sloppy and slovenly, but he held a human head in his hand and beat the gong, looking extremely discordant.At the same time, it is unbearable to be afraid.

"We should go too."

Yin Bai saw this scene from the window, then turned around and began to pack his things.

"What is this for? Is there any wonderful party?"

Little Daji lay on the window sill and asked curiously.

"There must be a rally, but I don't know if it's exciting or not."

Yin Bai replied with a smile.

Since the old beggar walked on the street in this way, his purpose was very simple: simply to gather the people here.

As for where to go and what are the next arrangements, the old beggar may not even know.

That's why those who don't have eyes are used to beat gongs.

Yin Bai led the other three people out of the room, blended into the crowd, and kept a safe distance from the other small groups.

The old beggar led them around the main road in the whole town, and then turned onto an inconspicuous alley.

If the old beggar hadn't taken them along today, no one would have known that such an inconspicuous path was hidden here.

At the end of the road is a huge inn.

Although the entire Kowloon Town was deserted, only this inn had a cook and waiter in it.

The old beggar stopped and looked back at the group of people behind him.

"From today until the end of the Nine Dragons Theory, you have to live in the town, and you are only allowed to come to this inn for meals and accept missions every day, do you understand?"

The old beggar asked angrily.

"I understand!"

Those who can come here are also 10% aware of the rules, and immediately replied loudly.

The old beggar nodded in satisfaction and stepped aside.

These people rushed into the inn as if they were crazy.

Through the opened door of the inn, you can already see many square tables in the hall.

Every table is filled with steamed buns, tea and all kinds of dishes.

This group of people was exhausted till now, hungry and tired, when they saw something to eat, they hurriedly gathered at the table in small groups, like hungry dogs who hadn't eaten for three days and three nights, crazily eating Hesai into their mouths.

Even those female monks didn't care about their image at this time, and stuffed their mouths full one by one.

Yin Bai and the others deliberately stayed at the end of the line. Looking at the dark scene in the inn, Yin Bai couldn't help frowning.

But in order to comply with the regulations here, several people still walked slowly to the inn.

"Little bunny, aren't you hungry?"

The old beggar also saw a few of them, and he was very impressed with Yin Bai, a cheap young man, so to speak, he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

It stands to reason that this group of people should have been hungry for one night and one day. Even if they were full before arriving in Kowloon Town, they should be hungry by now.

What answered him was a loud belch from Yin Bai.

From this hiccup, the old beggar can smell more than three kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas.

Damn
The old beggar was cursing, and now he finally understood why Yin Bai and his group were not hungry anymore.

This is not just full, it is already full.

"Master, this is to honor you."

Yin Bai stretched out his hand to touch his bosom, took out a roasted rabbit leg and a pot of wine from the book of life and death, and stuffed them into the hands of the old beggar with a smile.

"Come in now, little brat,"

The old beggar was taken aback for a moment, food and drink were already in front of him, but he could tell from the smell that this roasted rabbit leg was definitely not obtained by ordinary people.

The beggar quickly took it, and finally cursed with a smile.

Yin Bai let out a groan, and then led a few people to continue walking forward.

Yin Bai didn't have a bad impression of the two old men blocking the road. If he could establish a good relationship, he might be able to get some help from these two old men at critical times.

Entering the inn, Yin Bai deliberately found a table far away.

There wasn't any food on the table here, Yin Bai just wanted a pot of fragrant tea.

Compared with those people who were reincarnated from starving ghosts, Yin Bai's table was nothing short of clean.

"Silly X, you still pretend at this time."

But also because of their out of place appearance, many people have secretly noticed them.