Chapter 663 Xiangyun
Xiangyun Town.
This is an ordinary town, but in the past two days, many unusual people have flooded in.
Those who carry swords, hold knives, hold guns, or have deep eyes, or have cold faces, or pretend to be crazy and shout. There are not only young and strong men, but also monks, Taoist women and children, all with a kind of undisciplinquious banditry, which is strange inside and outside.
Will the guy who enters the restaurant first shout "Xiao Er, two catties of cooked beef, a pot of red daughter" be ordinary people?
Two hundred such characters came at a time.
These people are very bold, and they rarely have to pay the bill, which makes the store owners smile. But relatively, there have been more street fights and blood in a few days. Sometimes if the townspeople come back a little late in the middle of the night, they can often see a few guys in night clothes flying around on the eaves, and you will be happy to chase me.
The townspeople have a premonition that something big is going to happen in the town recently.
All kinds of rumors spread. Some say that the dragon-killing sword of Li Jingming, the emperor of Qin 300 years ago, is buried in the town. Some say that they are looking for a peerless master who lives in seclusion here. Some say that this is the land of sealing demons. The 100-year deadline has come, and the demons are about to break out...
The clerk of Zuixianglou learned from a highly valued old gentleman that these high-ranking chivalrous men were waiting for a person.
Who has such a big face and deserves 200 masters to wait together?
That must be a peerless strong man who has lived for hundreds of years and a land immortal.
The man pointed to the sky and said, everyone should pay attention to the top of their heads. I don't know when an auspicious cloud will come down, and the immortals will come and choose none of them from 200 masters to teach them the way of immortality...
As soon as the good news spread, the young and strong teenagers in the town were eager to try, hoping that their dust pearl could be selected by immortals and become famous and become a generation of heroes.
But Cuiyunju's old mother corrected with a straight face: That's not a fairy. They are waiting for a peerless demon. Two hundred people gather together, set up countless traps, waiting for the devil to come in to fight for life and die.
Although this demon's claim has not been confirmed, after a boy who shouted well on the roadside was killed by two red-eyed swordsmen, there were much fewer boring people wandering on the street. They began to believe that these murderous villains were indeed waiting for a demon.
In the evening, a pair of young men and women with excellent demeanor walked into the door of Xiangyun Inn. The man was in his early twenties, carrying a long sword, and the jade tree was facing the wind. The girl is only 28 years old, carved with pink jade, and walked side by side with the man, just like a pair of golden boys and jade girls in front of the Bodhisattva seat, which is noble and powerful. The greeter was stunned and forgot to ask the two guest officers whether they were at the top or staying in the hotel.
The man was used to the guy's dullness, smiled and said gently, "Second brother, give us two superior rooms."
The man woke up and said, "I'm sorry, sir, there is only one room left tonight. Do you two want to do it..."
The girl's pink face appeared with a red glow and poohed gently: "What are you talking about! Brother Zi'an, let's go somewhere else.
Xiao Er said, "I'm sure there is no anywhere else. Yesterday, the inn in the whole town was full, and today a guest left the room. When you two walk around the town, maybe even this room will be gone. I'm kind to remind you for the sake of your good looks..."
The man said, "Why did the guest check out?"
"He was killed on the roadside, so he naturally checked out!"
"Wow! You are not well-hearted, and you want us to live in a dead house!" The girl shouted.
Xiao Er was dissatisfied and said, "He didn't die in the house. What does it have to do with us? Forget it if you don't live there. We have a lot of guests here! Go somewhere else and look for it slowly. Maybe two people will die, and there will be a house to live in..."
Before he finished speaking, he was knocked by the shopkeeper who heard the sound, "Little rabbit, how to talk! The two guest officials are really sorry. This boy is just a stinky mouth. No matter how he scolds, he can't remember!"
The man waved his hand with a smile and was about to open his mouth. Suddenly, his face suddenly changed. He turned his head and glanced outside the door of the inn, and quickly withdrew his eyes.
The girl sensed his solemnity and wanted to look back, but she was immediately pulled by the man's wrist to signal her not to act rashly.
After a moment, the man breathed a gentle sigh of relief and said in a low voice, "A man, three women, and a crow, it's them."
The girl Xiafei's cheeks, slightly struggled for her arms, and said anxly, "Brother Zi'an!"
The man reacted, quickly let go of his hand and apologized warmly.
On the street, Qin Yan and his party received many malicious eyes, and their faces were still relaxed.
Yu Hanyan suddenly said, "Brother, my family just saw a very handsome man."
Qin Yan explored Yemole's breath while casually answering, "How handsome is it? Does the curvature of his mouth smile look better than me?"
"It's similar to you! He stood in the inn, looked back at you, and immediately turned around.
"It seems that he is really handsome to be similar to me. Unfortunately, I'm not interested in men!"
"But he seems to be very interested in you!"
"Then I have to ask him to endure the pain of lovesickness alone..."
When Xiaozhu and Gong Yunxiu heard this conversation, they consciously did not interrupt. They now understand why this two men and women can get together, that is, there is a shameful similarity between them...
"There seems to be a little girl with a good figure beside the man."
"Really, isn't your face beautiful?"
"From the profile of the side face, it is extremely beautiful..."
"Hey!" Xiaozhu finally couldn't help interrupting the conversation between the two and asked, "Did Yemole follow?"
"No, he dares not enter the town. We can have a comfortable dinner."
"Not necessarily!" Facing the bright or dark peeping eyes on both sides of the road, Xiaozhu has never been as calm as Yu Hanyan. She didn't dare to relax the bamboo sword in her hand for a moment and said in a low voice, "They may poison."
"They are not so bold."
Xiaozhu stared and said, "That's not necessarily possible. If people are bewitched, they can do anything.
Qin Yan smiled and said, "Don't worry, they won't have a chance with me!"
At this time, they passed by a ragged old beggar by the roadside. Qin Yan suddenly rose up and bent down to whisper a few words in the old beggar's ear. His voice was so low that even the three girls could not hear Yu Hanyan clearly. The old beggar first showed doubts. After Qin Yan finished saying and left, his face suddenly changed greatly.