I overturned after dressing as a villain master

Xu Xinhen chose a bowl of the cheapest Yangchun noodles on the menu. Le Yuanxing saw him as pitiful and sensible, so he waved his hand to ask the waiter to add an extra egg, while he ordered a jug of wine and a plate of cold pig ears.

Xu Xinhen looked at his master gratefully, and said, "Thank you, Master."

For a time, the master and apprentice were deeply in love, and the atmosphere was very warm.

At this moment, a group of people came in, about seven or eight people, all men, dressed as peasants, each with sad faces.

The leader is a man in his 40s, with a thick back and a beard.He asked, "Shopkeeper, is there any room available?"

The innkeeper looked at everyone calmly, knowing in his heart that these are not rich masters, so he said with a smile: "Yes, the Datong shop for five people, do you think it is good for the guest officer?"

The other party nodded slightly, and said: "Two rooms." Then he said to the outside: "What are you two still doing, come in quickly."

After a long time, two young men came in again, carrying a wooden box, panting from exhaustion.

When the innkeeper saw it, he wondered, "What is in such a big box?"

The beard blocked the boss's eyes, and he said unnaturally: "The family entrusts me to bring a gift to my friends."

"With so many presents, this must be an important friend?" The innkeeper was still smiling.

The bearded man was speechless, and a man with a sparse beard behind him said darkly: "Open the door for business, the boss doesn't know how to meddle in his own business!"

The innkeeper laughed, "Naturally, I just want to chat with you and get closer."

The man with the thin beard said: "Just stay for one night, how can we get closer?"

The innkeeper stopped laughing and said: "What the guest officer said is that it is always good to be cautious when you go out. Everyone, wait a moment and have a sip of tea. I will find Xiao Er to clean up the house for you."

Saying that, the boss walked away on his own, and the peasants seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, glanced at Le Yuanxing's master and apprentice, and got together to drink tea.

Xu Xin hated seeing Le Yuanxing staring at the big wooden box, so he put down his chopsticks and asked softly, "Master, is there something wrong with this wooden box?"

Le Yuanxing said: "This wooden box has been deceived."

Xu Xin was puzzled: "So what? Maybe it's just going out for a walk and not wanting to attract attention."

Le Yuanxing looked at the little apprentice and said in a low voice, "There is a corpse inside."

"Corpse!" Xu Xinhen was startled, but he didn't have the fear when he mentioned the ghost just now, he just held the bowl and carefully sat down next to Le Yuanxing.

Le Yuanxing said: "This was originally a coffin, it was probably not easy to live in it, so it was turned into a wooden box, and the corpse was turned into a huge stone."

Xu Xinhen pawed at the noodles and said vaguely, "Could it be that the fog has something to do with them?"

Le Yuanxing turned his eyes around the crowd, frowned and said, "They all have no cultivation, they're just ordinary people."

The master and the apprentice were talking secretly, the boss had already left and returned, and there were two men behind him, one was Le Yuanxing whom they had just met, the other was tall and thin, with a wine gourd pinned to his waist.

The boss walked up to the group of villagers and said enthusiastically, "Everyone, I'll take you to the guest room. I'll ask the guy to carry this box up."

As soon as the words fell, the man behind him was going to carry the box, but before he touched the side of the box, the bearded man stopped in front of the box with a nervous expression.

"No, no, you just lead the way." The bearded man said firmly.

The innkeeper hurriedly agreed, and asked the two men to return, and led the way, and took the group of people to the guest room to rest.

"This boss knows how to do business." Le Yuanxing said casually, playing with the wine glass.

Xu Xin hated but said: "I don't think so."

"What's your opinion, apprentice?"

Xu Xinhen was about to speak, but he saw Le Yuanxing looking at him meaningfully, and the words suddenly changed to: "The other party has a lot of people, and he has tried repeatedly, so it can be seen that he is a stunned young man."

Le Yuanxing smiled, "People are always more courageous in their own territory."

Xu Xinhen didn't answer, but stood up, stretched, and said slowly: "Go back to sleep, and don't care what they do."

Le Yuanxing threw the cup back to the table and asked, "Are you full?"

Xu Xinhen nodded, suddenly remembered something, and said cautiously: "Master, can I add two eggs next time?"

Le Yuanxing smiled gently, and said: "If you can get up and practice at Yinshi, every week, Nan Qiu will make you a bowl of Yangchun noodles with two poached eggs."

Xu Xin hated hearing the words and went upstairs happily.

After returning to his room, Du Nanqiu was still meditating meticulously.Le Yuanxing couldn't help admiring this apprentice, he is young but has a firm mind, no wonder he can achieve great things in the future and become a pivotal figure in the book.

Xu Xin hated Ben leaning on the innermost bed. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Le Yuanxing staring at Du Nanqiu in a daze, with a faint smile on his lips. For some reason, his heart moved, and he changed to lie on the middle bed.

"Master, why are you staring at senior brother?" Xu Xinhen asked in feigned surprise, his voice was not low enough to reach Du Nanqiu's ears.

Sure enough, Du Nanqiu frowned and quickly opened his eyes.

Le Yuanxing smiled awkwardly, and explained: "Nan Qiu is diligent, and it is very gratifying to watch as a teacher."

Du Nanqiu received the praise, but his expression remained the same, and he only said officially: "Master is just strict."

Le Yuanxing hesitated and asked, "He... how did I treat you in the past?"

Du Nanqiu looked him up and down, and said two words with a heavy face, "Squeeze."

No wonder Du Nanqiu would be at odds with his master after gaining power. It turns out that this resentment has been going on for a long time, Le Yuanxing understood a little bit in his heart, and immediately promised: "I will never treat you like that again after I become a teacher."

Du Nanqiu watched Le Yuanxing closely with distrustful eyes.

Suddenly, Xu Xinhen sat up, and with an appearance of being new to the world, he interjected: "Brother, you didn't go downstairs just now, you didn't know that there were a group of strange people living in the store, did you?"

Du Nanqiu looked kindly towards Xu Xinhen, and he asked lightly, "Weird?"

Xu Xinhen vividly described what he saw downstairs.

Du Nanqiu's expression became more and more serious as he listened to it, and then he gave up meditating altogether and said seriously: "Master, I'm afraid the inn is not peaceful tonight."

Le Yuanxing put his hand on Du Nanqiu's shoulder, and said gently: "Don't be nervous, there is a teacher here, and I will definitely protect you."

Du Nanqiu's body froze, he didn't know whether he was moved by Le Yuanxing's demeanor as a teacher, or he was extremely disturbed by what was about to happen, he actually let Le Yuanxing put his hand on his shoulder.

Xu Xinhen was looking at the master and apprentice in front of him playfully, secretly hoping that the monster would come to him, so that he could see how much Le Yuanxing's cultivation was.

Suddenly seeing Le Yuanxing put his hand on Du Nanqiu's shoulder, and remembering that Le Yuanxing touched the back of his head like this during the day, he couldn't help but his face darkened, pulled off the quilt, and said in a muffled voice: "Go to sleep, what's wrong today? You'll know later."

Le Yuanxing felt that the little apprentice's words were reasonable, so he patted Du Nanqiu on the shoulder, turned around and blew out the candles, and lay down on the bed with his clothes on.

Le Yuanxing soon fell asleep, and Xu Xinhen also breathed evenly, as if he had already fallen asleep.

Only Du Nanqiu, although his eyes were closed, did not dare to slack off at all, listening carefully to the movement outside the door.Years of wandering experience made it hard for him to trust anyone, even if this person was his well-cultivated master.

After all, even his parents can abandon him, so how can other people who have no blood relationship in the world really think about themselves?

Your own life is still in your own hands.

The dense fog, like a heavy curtain, landed around the inn, completely surrounding it, covering up the bright moonlight, cutting off the chirping of insects and birds, making this place quieter than any other place in the Jiuchong Continent.

Maybe it was too quiet, but it looked weird and creepy. The ominous feeling in Du Nanqiu's heart became more and more serious. He could no longer lie quietly on the bed, so he had to get up, walk to the table and start drinking the pot of cold water. Tea.

Looking back at Le Yuanxing and Xu Xinhen, they were sleeping peacefully, unaffected at all.Du Nanqiu supported his forehead, really didn't know whether to envy their big-heartedness, or to cast aside their carelessness.

The herbal tea poured into his throat, and his overly anxious and anxious heart found a little peace, and Du Nanqiu completely regained his sobriety.

Cultivators have better hearing and eyesight than ordinary people. The higher the level of cultivation, the correspondingly, they can hear more subtle noises and see more distant movements. At this moment, Du Nanqiu found that the silent night was being disturbed by a subtle noise. Undetectable footsteps broke.

The footsteps were very light, without Du Nanqiu's cultivation, it would be impossible to hear them; the footsteps were urgent, as if the owner of these feet was in a hurry and was looking for something.

The footsteps were getting closer and faster, and a woman's voice was faintly heard, soft but full of despair.

Du Nanqiu stood up, walked to the door with very light steps, slobbered a little, poked a small hole in the paper window on the door, and looked out breathlessly.

But the corridor was empty, except for stacked copper basins and scattered kettles, there was nothing.

Du Nanqiu knew that he might have encountered a monster.

Just as he was about to turn around to wake up Le Yuanxing and Xu Xinhen, the woman's voice came closer, "Liu Lang, Liu Lang, is that you?"

Du Nanqiu was startled, and his hand slowly fell on the broken mountain knife.

The sound got closer and closer, and Du Nanqiu's hand became tighter and tighter.

Suddenly, someone pressed his shoulder, turned his head in horror, and found Le Yuanxing standing behind him with a clear expression.

At the same time, the woman stopped calling, and two other voices sounded. Although they were extremely low, Coke Yuanxing and Du Nanqiu could still hear them clearly.

"Hey, I don't know what kind of treasure is in the box. I think it must be full of gold, silver and jewelry, or the boss won't let us take this risk." The voice was impressively from the guy who brought them into the room in the morning.

"Look at it and you'll know. Anyway, they were under the spell of the Qiankun Sect and fell into a deep sleep. If it's not a valuable thing, we don't have to do it." The one who spoke was a tall and thin guy with a flagon pinned on it.

The group's room was not far from Le Yuanxing's three-person room. Two guys passed by Le Yuanxing's door and opened a door not long after.

After entering the door, the two went straight to the wooden box. There was a lock on the wooden box. The guy with the gourd lit a candle, and the other started to unlock the lock by candlelight.Probably too excited, the man's hand to unlock the lock trembled slightly.

After a cup of tea, the man took off the lock and opened the box expectantly.

Inside the box lay a gray boulder.

The guy who pinned the gourd was stunned, and said, "Why is it a rock?"

The other was also full of frustration, "The stone is still so tight."

The guy with the gourd pinned to his chin thought for a while, and said, "Could there be a piece of jade wrapped in this stone?"

The other guy's eyes lit up, and he nodded: "Maybe, or there is some other mystery, otherwise I really can't think of why these people are carrying a stone on their way."

"Why don't we carry it down and let the boss see, the boss knows a lot, and it's much more reliable than our random guessing."

"Yes, let's carry it down."

The two hurriedly blew out the candles, closed the lid of the wooden box, and carried the box downstairs on one side.

Suddenly, it was as bright as day in the room, and the group of rural folks were holding candles and staring at them viciously.

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Every time I start an article, I am full of confidence. Once I open an article, clicking and collecting are still extremely miserable. I really doubt life...