small rivers and lakes

"Three guest officers, stay at the top or stay in the shop?" With a loud shout, the waiter of the shop appeared beside him with a smile on his face.

Jiubao said: "Three Tianzihao Shangfang."

"I'm really sorry, guest officer, I didn't go to the room anymore," the shop waiter said with apologetic face, and quietly pointed upstairs with his finger under the white towel, "A group of heroes just came and took over the whole Tianzihao room. gone."

"Then the first class, the place name," Zhong Yi said, "Be quick, check in and have dinner, look, after a day's journey, our family's Ayou's face is pale from hunger."

Le Wuyou was sizing up the inn, and when he heard the words, he gave him a sideways glance: "What nonsense, this old man's skin is like creamy fat, he is naturally beautiful, he is not hungry at all!"

"I said yes." Zhong Yi insisted.

"Tsk, are you looking for something..."

"I'm still angry," Zhong Yi interrupted him, and said with a serious face, "I haven't forgiven you at all, and now you are not my Ayou."

You just unilaterally deprived me of my name? ? ?

Le Wuyou was dumbfounded: "...then who am I now?"

Zhong Yi said word by word: "Now you are Chang Zixuan's best friend."

"...Fuck you!"

Jiu Bao stayed away from these two people silently, with an expression of "I don't know these two people at all", walked to the cash register, looked up at the board, took out the guide and registered for the check-in procedure.

When Zhong Yi and Le Wuyou walked over noisyly, only the chrysanthemum-like smiling face of the waiter was left in front of him.

"Two guest officers, there are too many guests today, and there are no other rooms with a local name. There is only one room with a herringbone name left."

Zhong Yi asked: "Where's the companion who was with us just now?"

"The girl has already gone to the room first."

Le Wuyou said: "In that case, then I'll go to sleep in the bunk. I leave this herringbone room for you."

"Isn't this nonsense!" Zhong Yi pulled him back, "How can you sleep on the full bed? The bed in the herringbone room is also very big, we can share the bed and have a long talk."

The waiter in the shop stared at the hands held together by the two, his face full of embarrassment, and he asked himself in a very confused heart: Why do I have a feeling of being caught between the newlyweds for no reason, obviously everyone is a man.

Just as he was dreaming, a folding fan suddenly waved in front of his eyes, Xiao Er suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly apologized with a smile: "What do you want to do, officer?"

Zhong Yi tapped his forehead lightly with a fan, and said lightly, "Don't think about it."

The waiter sneered, "No...no..."

"Lying to me?" Zhong Yi opened the folding fan with a clatter of white clothes, hands behind his back, and the fan swayed lightly, his whole body seemed to be covered with "exquisite spirit", and he said with a leisurely smile, "Your unsightly face is almost overflowing."

Xiao Er was immediately embarrassed.

Putting the luggage into the room, Zhong Yi waved his fan and strolled around the room, lifted the window and looked down, and said in a low voice, "There are at least ten people downstairs."

Le Wuyou took out the young phoenix from his luggage, his eyes drifted to the roof: "There are eight of them up there."

"There are six more in the lobby, sitting scatteredly at three different tables," Zhong Yi sighed, "This is a posture of interception, I don't know which unlucky person will hit the big net of Mingri Pavilion tonight. "

Le Wuyou wiped his sword slowly, and put the dagger into his sleeve: "As long as it's not us."

The three of them went to the lobby downstairs, ordered four small dishes, two jars of old wine, and sat at a table in the corner to drink slowly.

It was dusk, the inn was full of people, and new guests kept coming in. Before it was completely dark, the inn was already full of people.

"They're all from Jianghu," Jiu Bao said with a nervous face, lowering his voice, "Although he's pretending to be an ordinary pedestrian, his walking posture and body frame all reveal the characteristics of many years of martial arts."

Le Wuyou drank wine leisurely, and said lightly: "If you can see the disguise at a glance, your martial arts must not be very high. Don't worry, I will eat yours."

Jiubao curled her lips, vaguely feeling that she was being despised, and muttered: "But every time you pretend, you haven't escaped the eyes of the hall master."

"Bastard, that's called Fayan." Zhong Yi corrected and explained, "Although Ayou's disguise technique is brilliant, he can't disguise his eyes, because Ayou's eyes are so beautiful, like gurgling water, or like The sky is full of stars..."

"Enough!" Le Wuyou said with a dark face, "It's better for you to shut up."

"No, I'm pointing out your shortcomings." Zhong Yi said, "The truly brilliant disguise technique can even fake your eyes and breath. Obviously, you, Ayou, have not received the true instruction from Ling Ci."

Le Wuyou tore a piece of beef and chewed it slowly, ignoring him.

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps on the wooden stairs, and the three turned their heads to see Chang Zixuan in dark blue brocade and Anji in gold and gold crown walking down side by side, followed by a large group of followers, all of them holding weapons.

"Serve the best food and the best wine in your store," a man shouted to the waiter in the store, "if you dare to mix a drop of water in the wine, Grandpa will drink your blood."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The shop clerk smiled apologetically, led the two young masters to the upper seat, and trotted to inform the back kitchen.

"Looking at your acquaintance, the ostentation is much bigger than yours." Zhong Yi spit out a chicken bone, and slandered every time he needed it, "Speaking of it, you are still his senior brother, but I am the only one around follow."

Le Wuyou poured a bowl of wine, took a sip slowly, and said calmly: "I have a wild crane in the sky, how can I ask Master Zhong to be my follower."

Zhong Yi said seriously: "Because Hall Master Zhong is a bitch."

"Cough cough cough..." Le Wuyou choked.

Zhong Yi quickly poured a cup of hot tea and brought it over, reached out and patted his back, speechless: "Don't worry, don't worry, drink slowly, no one will grab you, just this dirty wine, it's like mixed with horse urine. You can also drink in such a hurry, Ayou, Ayou, your thinking is really puzzling."

Jiubao buried her face in the rice bowl.

Suddenly a gust of evil wind blew open the chaifei, and the inn fell silent, everyone stared at the door, in the bleak night wind outside, there was the sound of very light footsteps, walking slowly.

Le Wuyou raised his head, looked at Chai Fei, which was blown by the wind again, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

A fiery body leaned over, and Zhong Yi quietly lingered in his ear, and said softly: "The one who can make Ming Ri Pavilion so motivating, must be a very important person, who does Ah You think it is?"

Le Wuyou shook his head.

Zhong Yi chuckled lightly: "Maybe, he's still an acquaintance of you and me."

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, light and slow, like a lazy tiger strolling in the snow.

Inside the thin chaifei, all the Jianghu people looked nervous, holding the hilt of their swords one by one, staring at the dilapidated chaifei swaying in the wind.

However, the footsteps disappeared at the door.

People glanced at each other, a Jianghu person couldn't hold back, picked up the wine dish on the table, and threw it at it, and the firewood door opened in response.

"Meow..." A scrawny cat screamed and jumped up the beam from the door.

"Grandpa's! It turned out to be a beast!" A Jianghu person said angrily, "No wonder the footsteps are so light. Grandpa's, I think someone is so high in lightness kungfu!"

The atmosphere in the inn suddenly became more relaxed, and people poured wine one after another, eating and drinking loudly with each other.

Le Wuyou shifted his gaze to the seat, and saw Anji with a bright smile on his face, talking in a long-winded manner, while Chang Zixuan was only drinking in a dull manner, with the gorgeous streamer of stars at hand.

"Looking at your acquaintance again? Obviously you all have tied your hair," Zhong Yi said sourly, "Hey, Xiao Jiubao, have you noticed that Chang Shaozhu's hairline seems to be a little further back than last year? Son."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Le Wuyou glanced at him, and was about to retort when his heart trembled suddenly, and he turned his head abruptly.

I saw a man in plain clothes appearing silently at the door, his clothes were thin and bony, his long hair was tied on the top of his head with a wooden hairpin, and he was as gentle as a frail scholar.

This person's facial features are clear and gorgeous, as beautiful as a jade.

But when he appeared at the door, none of the Jiang Hu people in the inn noticed his arrival.