At the beginning of February, Li Yitian and his entourage, led by several elders of Angkor and Yuluo Villa, arrived at Zhao Guojiu's prestigious first-class sect, the Golden Dao Gate.

The Golden Dao Gate is located on the Red Mountain in the north of Zhao State, the Red Mountain is more than ten miles in circumference, the main peak wall stands thousands of miles, straight into the sky, like a black giant who sits with open legs and looks down on the earth.

Chishan was originally a nameless mountain, only because hundreds of years ago the Zhao State and the Hu people continued to fight in this place, and the blood of countless soldiers of the Zhao State dyed the soil on the mountain into layers of red black, so the mountain was called Chishan by people to commemorate the souls of those who died in the war.

Due to the snow festival held in this place on the rivers and lakes, there has been an endless stream of guests coming and going on Akayama recently, adding a lot of noise to the always quiet Akayama.

Li Yitian stood at the gate of the mountain and looked at the white walls and black tiles in front of him, the sect with carved beams and paintings, and sighed to Sikong Qianluo on the side: "I always thought that the Jianghu sects, especially the famous and decent sects, were concise and simple, dedicated to cultivating martial arts, and didn't pay much attention to these yellow and white things. ”

Sikong Qianluo glanced at him: "Brother Tian, you just don't have a backache when you stand and talk." If a sect is in a state of decay, and if it is in a state of despair and desolation, then how can it recruit its children and strengthen the sect? If it does not have a stable source of income, how can it maintain the daily consumption of martial arts cultivation?"

Li Yitian touched his nose, this is embarrassing, how can he be embarrassed to tell others that he has been out walking the rivers and lakes for half a year?

A group of people came to the door to the two iron towers, the same as the big man with a long knife diagonally on his waist, handed over the greeting post, and there was a small man in blue clothes to lead the way, and the people shouted along the way.

But fortunately, the six people were holding "VIP cards", and they were not long led to a small courtyard in a secluded place. There is also a small plaque on the gate of the courtyard with the words "listen to the rain".

The little servant politely said to Li Yitian and a few people: "A few distinguished guests have rested here in the past few days, and the distinguished guests came a little earlier, and the snow flying meeting will start in half a month." There are more young men from all over the world, and if there is a conflict, I hope that you will value peace. Where the hospitality is not good, the guests are more tolerant. ”

Li Yitian took out a ten-car load of silver and stuffed it to the little guy and said: "It's hard little brother, I don't know what rules are in the door, please tell the little brother about it, lest we break the rules." ”

The little guy pushed the silver back without smiling: "The young man is polite, it's all the things that the villain should do, why do you have to work hard." As long as you are satisfied. There are no special rules in this door, so young heroes don't have to worry about it. ”

Li Yitian was stunned for a moment, hey, I'll go, this little brother speaks well, his hands and feet are clean, and the quality of the welcoming guys sent by the current martial arts sect is so high?

But when he saw that people came over with a spring breeze on his face, he couldn't help but stuff a gold ingot of five taels into the hand of the little guy, and said with a smile: "How dare you bother the little brother to run for nothing? ”

The little guy put his hands in his sleeves, and the gold disappeared, and his face was instantly replaced with a professional smile of licking the dog, "Xie Shaoxia's reward~" The afterglow is long, and the voice is high.

"Little thank you for your reward. To tell you the truth, the other young heroes are okay now. It's just that the young heroes who live in the Jinpeng Gate of the Chu State near you, the young heroes of the Breaking Prisoner Society of the Kingdom of Qi, and the young heroes of the Hanfeng Gate of the Qi State and the Hanfeng Gate of the Yan State are grumpy, so please pay more attention. ”

Li Yitian's face twitched on the side, numb, it turned out that he disliked the little money given by Lao Tzu.

Emotional silver is a young man, and gold is a distinguished guest. I thought that the quality of the people was high, but I didn't expect that the real reason was that the price of tips in the service industry had risen!

After the little guy left, Wen Ren's long and narrow eyes were like the corners of his eyes, and he said to Li Yitian with a smile of "Yes, you are not mistaken, I am just mocking you!" and said to Li Yitian without a smile: "Brother Erjie, it is better to be generous when you go out." ”

Li Yitian nodded thoughtfully: "Distinguished guest?"

Wen people hate the sky: "?"

Li Yitian's ape arm was lightly relaxed, and he was confident: "Give money, Brother Wenren is so generous, he won't let me shout in vain, right?"

Wen Ren gritted his teeth when he hated the weather, raised his hand and threw it over with an ingot of gold, this time he also used Wen Ren's secret weapon technique, and the end was like thunder, if it weren't for Li Yitian's kung fu, he would almost not be able to catch this Brother Kong Fang.

Wen Ren hated the sky and said coldly: "Brother Li's face is really valuable." ”

"Distinguished guest. ”

“......”

Wen Ren hated the sky and was selectively deaf, but he saw Li Yitian picking out his ears indifferently, and blew lonely on his little finger that didn't have any hair: "I thought I could brush tens of thousands of taels of gold to go back, but it only stopped once, it's really picky." Anyway, let me brush up on tens of thousands of gold, go home and eat it, and wait for the dead to go home. ”

Hearing that he couldn't stay any longer, he turned around angrily and went back to the house.

Situ Xiaoyue cautiously compensated for Wenren's hatred of heaven like Li Yitian: "Brother Li, in fact, Brother Wenren's temper is still quite good, but sometimes he doesn't pay attention to what he says. ”

Li Yitian nodded solemnly: "Yue'er, I am a distinguished guest who shouts sincerely." Really, fake one pays ten. I really only want to make money now. ”

was teased by him like this, and the slightly tense atmosphere was gone, and Situ Xiaoyue laughed coquettishly: "Brother Tian has a lot of bad intentions. ”

Li Yitian touched his nose, weighed the gold in his hand, and said with a smile: "Since it is the Wenren brothers who paid for a treat, it is difficult to resist the hospitality, I will go around to buy some wine and food, and we will talk about it in the evening." ”

Saying that, Li Yitian changed into civilian clothes and turned out, although the hills and hills of Chishan are endless, and the mountain roads are rugged and difficult to walk, but most of the people living here are the children of the Golden Daomen, even if they are peddlers and pawns, they will have some rough skills, and they are not afraid of the bumps on the road, so the trade on Chishan is still prosperous.

There are Buzhuang restaurants on various mountains in Chishan, the hill where Li Yitian is located is the place where Jindaomen picks up customers, this street section is more lively, pedestrians come and go bustlingly, and the cries of various snacks and groceries are endless.

Li Yitian felt fresh, and walked around the east, but did not go to the restaurants with magnificent decorations and faint sounds of singing and dancing, but walked around between various small shops and stalls.

As a 21st century dick, he firmly believes in the truth that only small stalls can be distinctive.

Not to mention, after half an hour of inquiry, he really found a time-honored dog meat shop on the mountain.

The shop is a simple grass hut made of a few bamboo poles, and a greasy black iron pot is placed outside, and dog meat is stewed inside, and the noodle soup with cinnamon star anise and other spices floats in the cold weather.

On one side of the shed there was a rough wooden shelf on which hung a dead dog, and a man with a round waist and broad shoulders was killing the dog.

The shopkeeper is a man with a big face and a fierce face, and when Li Yitian came, he was busy skinning the dead dog with a knife in his right hand.

Seeing the guests coming, the man's hands kept moving, and he greeted Li Yitian enthusiastically: "Yo, this guest officer, you have come to my shop to eat dog meat, you have come to the right place! I dare to assure you, my Wang Lao Wu's dog meat is definitely the most fragrant dog meat on this red mountain, if you can find another family to make dog meat better than me, I will chop this pair of dog meat guys on my body to you! How about it?

Li Yitian smiled and was just about to open his mouth to flatter a few words, when a thunderous shout came from the grass shed: "Kill talents with a thousand knives! Bragging and farting with people all day long, the old lady wants to see, if one day people find a better family than you, you will chop or not chop these pig's trotters!"

The shopkeeper's neck shrank, and out of the store came out of the store a "peerless beauty" who was five big and three thicker than the shopkeeper, and this "beauty" gave Li Yitian, who looked a little sluggish, a "kind" smile: "This guest officer, don't listen to his nonsense, our dog meat is not a must in the Red Mountain." It can be kept with all the color and flavor, and can hook people's gluttony. You try it first, if I can't satisfy you, don't bother you to work hard, I'll smash this shop myself!"

Li Yitian swallowed his saliva, his forehead dropped, eldest sister, you are more ruthless than your husband, the folk customs of the people of Chishan are really strong, they are chopping hands, and they are smashing shops, and it really takes a good courage to come here to eat dog meat.

The dog meat in the pot is accompanied by red and bright chili peppers, and the aroma swayed into Li Yitian's nostrils, this taste smells really gluttonous, Li Yitian asked for two catties, and after paying the money, he left leisurely in the farewell sound of the two of them "chopping hands and smashing the shop".

Li Yitian looked up at the sky with enough meat, and saw that it was still early, so he thought about walking around the street twice again to see if he could encounter anything good or interesting. So there was a young man on the street who was like a thief and poking his brain at the gate of the courtyard of various sects.

Because his dress is really not very inconspicuous, most of the disciples of those sects don't care about him, and occasionally some people treat him as an ordinary guy and scold him to go away.

When encountering this situation, Li Yitian was not annoyed, turned around and slipped away, and there was a sense of freshness in his heart without scruples.

But at this time, there are outstanding young people from all over the rivers and lakes gathered in the Golden Daomen, and his martial arts are naturally not bad, he drilled everywhere and didn't find any useful news, let alone saw a young man duel that could make the people who eat melons scream, and gradually he also felt that it was really boring to wander around the street.

Just as he was about to turn around and go home, a wisp of piano sound cut through the noisy human voice from a courtyard of the spleen meridian, with the sound of "zheng, zheng" a few tunes, a sad qin song like winter snow, mournful like the autumn wind spread in the street.