Window, a piece of clothing, three sticks of incense.

Looking through the window, you really can't blame it.

However, this is obviously strange, but it simply does not attract anyone's attention.

This window seems to have been forgotten, and it is such a dark night, lonely burning lonely candlelight.

The room, dark, air cooled, as if there was no one.

A starlight swayed gently in the wind.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding one hand and a jar in the other, he drank quietly.

One door away, the room was quiet and there was no sound, but the outside of the house was a completely different situation.

Unexpectedly, this restaurant is not only lively during the day, but also at night, the sound is noisy, like a bird market, although there are no gongs and drums, but the sound of dong dong dong is never broken, and I can't sleep.

The blind eye does not see, and the ear does not seem to hear. Just like during the day, no matter how the people outside had nothing to do with him, he sat in his place, drank slowly, and enjoyed the peace.

"Miso so!"

A series of sword pulls.

"Oooo

A group of people ran downstairs.

Soon after, the hotel became a hit, followed by shopkeepers and crooks of the owners and folks, and then the residents watched the buzz.

Even if you don't have to see it with your own eyes, you know there's going on alive downstairs and you don't know what's going on.

A group of people hurried downstairs for a while, then chased the street to continue the fight.

The sound of the sword passed through the open window and into the room.

The blind man didn't seem to hear anything, and there was no change in his face from the beginning. However, even if he can't see with his eyes and his ears can't hear, his nose can.

The wind coming in through the window has changed its taste.

Blood.

The wind carried away the smell of blood.

Good smell?

Obviously not good news.

Although the blind man could not see, although he could not hear, his nose could not smell, and therefore, he began to frown. He didn't like the smell of blood at all, but he didn't like the excitement outside the walls. He prefers to sit quietly inside the house rather than outside.

Although the place is small, there are really a few people gathered together, all from all over the country. These arenas are distinctly different from blind people, they seem to like to watch interesting people, maybe they just feel that living in a sleeping room is a very boring time, and they feel the need to have a funny time to pass the time at this time

Soon, the entire door of the inn was crowded with people.

The shop was pale and hidden upstairs, and no matter what the shopkeeper called him, he just hid and didn't go downstairs.

The treasurer was already angry and wanted to jump, but he couldn't, because his courage was less than that of a child, and he lay down on the counter floor, cursing and crying for a while.

Shopkeepers and shopkeepers are nothing more than ordinary people. Of course they had never seen swordsmanship, and they were afraid of losing what was currently happening.

This is the situation in the rivers and lakes, where he goes to fight, there are disputes everywhere, and there are knives from time to time. Someone is a knife, someone is injured.

It's not unusual, but it appeals to everyone who lives here.

Several Yasukuni shrines from the Imperial City were naturally also interested in this unexpected dispute over the rivers and lakes. Several people ran out of the quilt.

Fight two gangs.

The few people are also less than three people, wielding the Yanling waist knife, Yin San, Yin Evil, Zhao Zhao is dangerous. The way is strange, and the dress is strange, at first glance, it looks like it is from Xinjiang.

On the other hand, the number of more than 1,768 people, different costumes, different weapons, and even the number of skilled people, a strong noise on the lips, and the hands of kung fu are not very good, apparently this is a gang organized by Uzbekistan.

Very few people care about a small gang. Most people care about those who fantasize, and a lot of people have seen who they are.

Yipingping frowned and asked curiously, "Brother, who is the one who tied the braids?"

He had never seen a man dressed like this, apparently a man, but his hair was combed into many small pigtails hanging at the back, which seemed indescribably weird.

The strangest thing is the way of the three martial arts, which is very strange.

Even Lu Xun, a straightforward, stupid person, noticed this.

These pigtailed men are so ferocious that they almost kill them. In a few moments, the air was already able to ask about the bloody gas.

The forces of both sides are unilateral tendencies. It can be said that the vast majority are free of any resistance.

Zhang Qing meditated and did not answer the questions on the road.

Who are these people?

While panting, he said nervously: "Xuanhei embroidered dragon suit, Yan Ling silver waist knife, and silver bell bracelet, if I guess well, these people should be legendary killers in the Western Desert, Ancient Moon People."

Luo Ping didn't know what the ancient moon was, he didn't even hear it. However, with the word "killer", he can suddenly understand that these people were rumored to have killed this profession as a professional killer.

He had already taken two steps forward, not even daring to continue witnessing the carnage that was taking place.

What kind of people was the ancient moon?

In fact, very few people can truly understand these aliens. For these strangers, everyone has the impression of the word "assassination".

Rumor has it that these killers live in the desert all year round, haunted and have no way, meaning an insidious conspiracy, murder never to live. often received assassination missions, and often slaughtered and exterminated the roots.

People engaged in assassinations have been coming and going. They are invisible, invisible, and low-key in their actions. They rarely appear in front of people. But how to mingle with a bunch of Uzbeks this time?

So a group of Uzbeks, is it worth the money to ask the killer to execute?

It is clear that no one will do this, because chickens never need kitchen knives. To get rid of those dozen people, there is no need to invite the three ancient moons.

Since it is not human beings who do things, how could ancient people appear here?

In fact, this guess is not difficult.

The appearance of the ancient people, coupled with a recent event, is probably the reason why the three people appeared here must have something to do with white, and in the hands of these thugs, it may also be related to the white Cotabato. If it is about the whereabouts of the white clothes, then it is not surprising that such a big dispute has arisen.

If this information is in the hands of ancient people, then surely no one in the rivers and lakes knows about it, and even if someone does, they do not dare to rush to work with them.

At the moment, it is clear that this news is in the hands of this Uzbekistan.

Most people here undoubtedly want this information, so everyone walks out the door and looks, and some can't help it, just around the corner.

All the news about the White Affair is like a map of treasure in the eyes of these people. Everyone wants to have it for themselves, and he doesn't want others to get this treasure map.

Of course, not everyone wants a message that is not sure if it really exists. It's like a blind man going upstairs, even when he goes out, he can't see.

In addition to the blind man, there was another person who seemed to have no interest in what was happening.

In the midst of the surging crowd, a man who quickly carried a heavy load slipped into the inn door, and although he struggled, he resolutely walked to the counter.

The others squeezed out, but he pushed the door in, and even though he was pushed twice by the crowd, he still stubbornly walked towards the door. No one notices him, and even if someone does, he won't go.

When he finally squeezed through the door, his forehead was already sweating.

He looked back at the crowd and then down at his hidden shoes. He couldn't help but frown when he saw a layer of dirt on his shoes.

He had just put on the shoes this morning, and the new shoes, although they didn't look like any strange patterns, cost a little money. The custom of twenty-two silvers, just like this, trampled on a filthy man, saying that he had no heartache, no one would believe it.

He took out a handkerchief, squatted down, and carefully wiped the vamp of his shoe, but no matter how much he wiped it, he could not get rid of the stains and marks.

Staring at the shoes for a long time, he looked angry, and the crowd looked fiercely, but no one noticed him, because everyone was looking outside.

What looks good to kill?

The man had to swallow the breath

Although he was very sad about his new shoes, and even though he had lost a lot, he was quickly relieved. Because he found a person who was more sad than him, a person who was more defeated than he was.

This man is the shopkeeper.

The situation at the door can be said to be a mess, almost all the tables and chairs have been smashed, and a lot of cups of soup and chicken soup have been smashed.

The tavern treasurer lay under the counter, crying and trembling, probably terrified by the battle going on.

In the battle of the rivers and lakes, even if the case is reported, the government will not come forward to control it, because it cannot be managed at all, and it is not daring to control it.

Most of the rivers and lakes that live here were sent by the Oak Prince of the Imperial City, as local officials were more afraid to control such events.

The treasurer lay on the floor, not feeling discomfort, endless sadness, and he hugged his chest as if the heart in his chest had been born and pulled out.

The silver in the past two days has indeed made a lot of money, but now it has been a hit and is basically lost.

Looking at the shopkeeper's grief, the man suddenly felt that his shoes were dirty. This is not particularly unfortunate.

Finally squeezed through the young men's door, patted their sleeves, finally glanced at their dirty shoes, and then raised his head and walked towards the counter in front of his chest.

The young man wanted to ask the shopkeeper to give him a room, but looking at him like this, he also saved up saliva and threw a bag of silver directly in front of the counter.

The shopkeeper saw the man who looked like a fox, dressed very beautifully, and his eyes suddenly shiny a little, and then he picked up the bag tremblingly.

There were at least fifty-two silver coins in it.

The treasurer's eyes suddenly lit up, and a little bit of brilliance was much greater, looking at the money, and then at the young man, and said with a smile: "Son, son who booked a room yesterday?"

The handkerchief youth handkerchief wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled and nodded, his eyes narrowed into two slits, like the eyes of a fox.

The treasurer immediately got up from the ground, clapped his hands, and said, "The room is still reserved for my son, and I picked him up on the first day." ”

The young man shook his head, smiled, and went straight upstairs.

There are three floors, and there are more than a dozen rooms on each floor, but young people go directly to the corner of the second floor to enter the rooms.

The blind man's glass just took his mouth and was taken away.

"Why did you let my iron rob me of my wine?" asked the blind man with a smile, as if turning a blind eye.

"You can't see anything blindly, how do I know I've robbed?"

"You finally admit he's an iron rooster. Sigh blindly.

"You finally admit that you are blind. The young man looked at the blind man, wiped his face with a handkerchief, and said openly: "I said you are blind. ”

Blindly pretending to be angry, he said, "Give me the wine."

Instead of returning the cup to the blind man, the young man drank the cup and laughed with a smile: "The jar is still in your hand, which made me drink a cup."

A blind man, whose face was even more stinky, immediately frowned and was unhappy: "I won't even give you a drink." ”

The young handkerchief was blind and angry: "Why don't you drink?"

Floating on the handkerchief covered over his shoulder, but the blind man did not seem to feel anything, he took a jar, and said coldly: "Because you are an iron rooster, my wine never asks the iron rooster to drink."

The young man, known as the "Iron Rooster", whose appearance had changed, could have been angry because the blind man didn't have much of a face and had to be angry to see him.

Then the blind man said, "Quickly stain your filthy parchment, and it stinks, and I don't know what you have just scraped." ”

The youthful face immediately became iron, and his eyes were as wide as a pair of bronze bells.

If someone stood by and watched at this time, he must have thought that the youth would jump up and beat him. In fact, he did make a move, but he was not a blind man sitting on a bed himself.

I saw him fanning his hands in his face, and I don't know if he was in a hurry or rubbing the dirt on his face.

The blind man took the wine bottle and put it on his face: "Don't fight, it's you who broke your face and wiped it clean." There's also a basin of face wash, although I've used it, if you don't mind, you can wash your face and talk to me. “

The young man glared fiercely, and then ran to the basin.

When the young man washed his face, he sat back, still feeling uncomfortable. He had just wiped his shoes with a handkerchief, but soon forgot about it, so he wiped his face with his shoes.

Think about feeling uncomfortable.

How could he wipe his face with a pair of shoes?

When he thought of the thick layer of dirt on his shoes, he felt his face start to itch, so he couldn't help but scratch his hands.

The blind man couldn't help but sigh. "I think your memory of this iron is starting to go bad. ”

The embarrassment of youth: "My memory has always been something divisive. ”

The blind man shook his head. "Then you shouldn't wear slippers to wipe your face. ”

Youth Blush said, "How do you know my dad is shoe shine?"

The blind man sighed: "The dirt is heavy, and I really can't figure out what I can wipe except my shoes." ”

The young man couldn't help but sigh, he casually touched the glass on the table, and brought it to his mouth without looking at it. As the glass pressed to his lips, he remembered that the glass in his glass had already been drunk by him.

Smile, his memory is really bad.

Looking at the blind bottle of the wine bottle, the young joy smiled twice and said greedily, "Give me a glass." ”

By this time, the battle downstairs was over.

Gu Yue put his hands into the scabbard at his waist.

The hand of one of the men also mentions the only man who is still panting, the man's face is already ashes, and his companions are the first of their kind in the bloody scene, and no one will panic.

The young man sighed and said, "There seem to be too many dead people. ”

He laughed blindly, but his tone seemed cold. "If they don't die, someone will naturally stand up and prevent them from being killed. ”

It was cold, but he made some sense.

There are a lot of so-called people downstairs. Many of them are highly skilled. If the people who were killed were really innocent, then the righteous people would rise up and save them.

However, from the beginning to the end, these people just stood by and watched coldly, and none of them made a move. Not because no one here has ever played with the ancient moon, but everyone thinks that this group is not worth their rescue.

The worried young man sat down at the table and wondered, "These people seem to have several prisoners who have escaped from prison, and there are rewards on them."

The blind man nodded. "So they deserve to die. ”

The young man sat down at the table again and said in confusion, "If they are dead, why are they running rampant in the rivers and lakes, and no one has asked?"

The blind man shook his head and laughed mockingly: "No one wraps them up, because they are still useful, and whether they are good or bad, as long as they are useful, they can live." ”

With his eyes wide open, he said in surprise: "What do you mean by that these people are useless now?"

The blind man continued to shake his head and laughed even more sarcastically: "It's not that they're useless, it's that more and more people are now more useful than them." ”

Young sighs: "If anything, it means that one thing is that they are useless. ”

The blind man said coldly, "So they should be dead, they are dead more than alive." ”

When the young man squinted his eyes for a long time, they sighed again, pursed their lips, and said, "I didn't expect your blind man's words to become so reasonable.

Blindly smiling proudly, he raised his head happily and drank his wine.

The aroma wafted from the altar, and the young man couldn't help but swallow a swallow. Then he took the cup to the bed and said to the blind man, "Give me another cup." ”

The blind man laughed, gave the young man a glass of wine, and told him, "This is the last one." ”

The young man complained, "How about you have a bottle of wine and ask me for two?"

Blind stingy said: "If someone else is to share an entire altar of wine with me, I am also willing, but if it is replaced by an iron rooster, I am not willing to share even half a cup with you."

The young man's eyes widened blindly, thinking that sooner or later the blind man would become a more stingy man than he was. He never knew that this man could become so stingy.

After drinking a glass of wine, Qingchun walked to the window, glanced downstairs, immediately frowned, and said in a low voice: "You say, if you find someone tomorrow, these dead people flee to the yamen, will they get those bounties?"

Blindly sneered: "Do you think your name is Iron Rooster, and you are the most stingy person in the world?

The dissatisfied young man was blinded, "Why can't you always say what I like?"

The blind man licked his lips and laughed. "Because I don't need to please you. ”

The young man glanced out the window again and went back again. He put down the glass and stared at the blind man for a long time. He may still have something to ask for an explanation, but he didn't say anything because there were some things he didn't need to say anymore.

There was a bloody and bloody wind outside the window, and the lights in the room went out.

The blind eyes suddenly opened, and in the dark night, Yingying flashed.

Stay overnight.

The next day, it began to rain from outside until noon.

Early spring rain, soft and soft, moisturizing silently, rain is small, but it can wash the air, and it can also make the air colder.

From Ya is a few Ya is colder, do not want to go out and hide in the quilt until the tide recess until slowly get up from the blanket.

More than a dozen bodies have been cleaned up outside the door, and no official investigation has been seen, which does not seem to have caused most of the news. More than a dozen lives, the dispute between the rivers and lakes, and finally in the hands of the government, it was just that.

The inn also replaced the tables and chairs with new ones, and all the broken things were emptied.

The farce of the evening seems to be left behind, only the face of the shopkeeper is not very good, everything is the same.

Zhang Qing dined downstairs.

The atmosphere in the hall was no different from the day before, and most people still ignored it. Only a few people are afraid of them.

The thick eyebrows are flat, and in the mind, the words are very big. He hadn't eaten half of his food before he started talking again, still in a small voice.

"Brother, what you said last night, did those ancients ask about the whereabouts of the white clothes?"

As soon as he spoke, countless rays of light were drawn, and almost everyone stared at him with their eyes, as he suddenly said something that no one dared to say.

Even though Ichiro's brain is a little simpler than that of ordinary people, her face is as thin as an ordinary person, and her face can't help but blush when she stares at so many eyes at the same time.

No one said that the reason why those ancient moon landings and Uzbeks began to raise their hands last night must have been a word about white people, because no one has ever confirmed it.

Most of the people eating in the hall had the same idea as Yazdas, but everyone was reluctant to mention it. No one dared to provoke the moon of antiquity. However, the topic that everyone is talking about, Luo Ping is so unpromising, this is not admitted.

Zhang Qing was taken aback, and his black face said fiercely: "Shut up, what's the news! Eat more and talk less."

Zhang Pingzheng stared at a flat road, "Brother, did I ask the wrong thing?"

Zhang Qing thought about it angrily, the road was not safe, he didn't say a word at all, and he always made a mistake, because he only had one mouth when he went out, and he didn't use his brain.

Tian Xiushu hurriedly took a bone and threw it into a flat bowl on the side of the road, and said with a smile: "Don't you like to eat meat the most?" Hurry up and eat, wait for the next road, miss the town, in front of the mountain, you still want to eat such good meat, I'm afraid that you will wait for ten days and half a month."

Lu Pingkuan's eyes were wide, and he said in surprise: "Sitting, where is the brother already decided?"

Zhang Qing replied coldly: "I don't know."

His mood was terrible, his face was terrible, how did he know where to go next? He couldn't wait to go three feet deeper than trying to figure out the white clothes. Instead, he buried his stupid eyebrows, and he was bothered by this idiot.

Seeing that Zhang was angry, Lu Ping had already closed his mouth, even if his stomach was too full, he had to turn off what he wanted to say. His brain is straight, but not brainless, and he can look up words, but he is also content. It doesn't matter if you make a mistake, but you can't make a mistake again.

After 34 glasses of wine, I suddenly heard a hoof outside the door.

Ms. Tsing Yi entered more than a dozen tops, all of them were heroic and cool, and they were a miracle, and at the beginning, they attracted everyone's attention.

Zhang Qing also looked towards the door, and his eyes were suddenly full of amazing colors. Not only that, but the eyes of all the men sitting here suddenly lit up. Especially the waiter of Xiao Er, his eyes are stronger than the bronze bell.

These women in Tsing Yi not only have delicate appearances, but also brave men. In the place where all the men go back and forth, suddenly seeing so many beautiful women, any man in its place will be shocked and speechless.