He was very powerful, and after scolding a sentence, he turned around and asked Han Yiming again: "Do you want some dinner?" Han Yiming said: "No need, I have already used it." As long as the house is quiet. If it gets noisy for a while, I'll leave right away, and I won't pay the bill. The shopkeeper said, "Alas, I can't make noise even if I want to! I'm a little smaller here, and I'm here with a lot of people." There are more than ten or twenty people, and it stands to reason that I can't live in this small shop. Which inn doesn't have ten rooms and eight rooms? The people are too small, so they went to the Taoyuan Inn over there. Well, take a look, I'm still busy. Han Yiming thought about it, more than ten people, aren't they the doormen of Pingbo Dao? He didn't speak, only remembered the four words of Taoyuan Inn, and said: "Yes, I came from Taoyuan Inn, and I lived well, but when I came to this crowd, it was unbearable, and I was so quiet." You can arrange for me to stay in the most secluded room, and when I pay the bill, I will definitely give you more. ”

After a while, Xiao Er sent him into the innermost room in the backyard, and it was really secluded and silent. Han Yiming lay on the bed and rested for a while, listening to the sound outside getting quieter and quieter, until there was no more sound, quietly opened the door and came out, to see that there was no one in the courtyard, and then heard the snoring sound in the courtyard, knowing that the guests in the courtyard had slept, he took the Gangrui sword and tied it to his back, silently recited the empty mantra, quietly crossed the wall, turned to the street in front, and watched the inn coming. The Taoyuan Inn was not small, Han Yiming found it as soon as he looked for it, and saw that the inn lobby was still brightly lit, so he simply walked to the end of the street and turned straight to the rear.

The back wall is very secluded, Han Yiming weighed about the back wall of the Taoyuan Inn, saw that there was no one on the left and right, quietly approached the root of the wall, listened carefully, and really heard a lot in front of him, guessing that there were too many guests, and it would be too noisy in the future, so he stood in a place that was not easy to be noticed, and listened carefully to the sound inside. It has always been very lively inside, but thanks to Han Yiming's good patience, he waited until his voice was low before diving into it. This time he had an extra mind, and before going in, he silently recited "turn a blind eye" in his heart, he had used this spell before, and it seemed to be effective, so he used it once. It's better to believe that it's useful than not to use it.

He crept through the wall, and in a small courtyard, in the dark, he saw through the window that there were indeed people from the Pingbo Road who were sleeping in it. He didn't see people, but when he saw their wooden swords, they all flashed with light. He had not known the Pingbomen people for a day or two, and he had seen them a lot of times, and he would naturally recognize them when he saw their wooden swords. First carefully stopped in the dark, and after a while, he didn't see the change of the peachwood sword, and then he came out of his hiding place, walked to the window, and peeked into it. There are only two rooms in this courtyard with peachwood swords, and in the other few rooms, people who live are not from Pingbomen, Han Yiming only picked the place where there was spiritual light, and he couldn't see the figure of Du Chao, turned around and looked around.

This courtyard came out, and there were two courtyards next to it, one of which was in the courtyard, with a few homely clothes drying, and before it was close, it smelled a smell of oily smoke, and it was the shopkeeper's own residence and kitchen, so he didn't go in. Instead, he went to another courtyard. There are two hibiscus flowers planted in this courtyard, which looks very refreshing, and this courtyard is much more neat than the previous courtyard, even downstairs and downstairs, there are almost seven or eight rooms, Han Yiming took a rough look, and saw that the cracks in the windows and doors were slightly overflowing, presumably the people who lived here were all disciples of the smallpox Taoist. Han Yiming was about to investigate one room after another, when he suddenly heard someone sigh softly. This sigh was so soft that if he hadn't listened attentively, he would have almost never heard it.

I only heard someone say, "Senior Brother Du, are you sighing?" Du Chao's voice said, "Oh, no. I just turned over, um, tendered my arm, and I made a noise that alarmed my brother. As soon as Han Yiming heard it, he knew that he was using words to cover it up, but Qian Ruohua was too cunning to know if he could cover it up? Qian Ruohua's voice said: "I thought it was a junior brother and sighed! I thought I heard it wrong." Let's go back to the master, and you won't have to sigh!" Du Chao said: "Of course. I also miss Master and his old man. Han Yiming always felt that he was a little insincere, if he really didn't say this, presumably Qian Ruohua would not live in the same room with him, he was afraid that this junior brother would run away.

The two of them were silent again, Han Yiming followed the sound to the outside of the house, stood outside the door for a while, did not listen to the sound of talking, only heard a slight snort, I don't know who slept, I wanted to go in, but I was afraid of alarming them. He stood in front of the door for a while, when he heard a knock on the door behind him, and the door of the next room opened, and a man walked out. Han Yiming broke out in a cold sweat and turned around, he was engrossed in thinking about how to get close to Na Du Chao, but he didn't expect someone here to open the door, and as soon as the door was opened, the man walked out, sleepy-eyed, and walked face to face with him. Han Yiming was about to defend himself, but he saw the man staggering towards him, muttering something in his mouth, but he turned a blind eye to himself, and he was about to collide in an instant. Han Yiming hurriedly dodged to the side, and the man glanced at him and said, "Who?"

Han Yiming calmed his breath, as long as he made another sound, he was about to summon the Gang Rui Sword out, but the man only glanced at him and said, "Oh, dazzled, it turns out that there is no one here." He staggered to the side, not knowing whether to go for convenience or to do something, only to hear the slurred words in his mouth, passing by Han Yiming's side, with a smell of alcohol. I don't know if he was drunk and dizzy, or if he didn't see it. It turned out that people from Pingbomen could drink, Han Yiming was a little surprised, although the disciples of Lingshan were not allowed to drink, but Han Yiming had never seen any senior brother drink. Although he was not familiar with other sects of cultivation, he also knew that this wine was taboo for many cultivators. But it's a bit surprising that the people of Pingbomen can drink with a swagger.

He stood aside, and the man swayed back after a while, still with the smell of alcohol, and still didn't see Han Yiming, he went into the house by himself, closed the door and rested. Han Yiming stood in front of the door again, stood for a while, didn't listen to any movement, gently stretched out his hand and pushed the door, the door was actually hidden, and when he pushed it, it opened, Han Yiming was in an accident, and suddenly saw a character in the house. I hurriedly looked inside, and saw in front of the window, in front of the door, and even in front of the bed. There are two wooden beds here, and there are characters in front of the beds, and in the dark, Han Yiming does not dare to venture in. This must be a trick set up by Qian Ruohua to guard against Du Chao without telling him. I can't see the depth, but Han Yiming knows that he can't startle the snake.