Fengting restaurant is not small, it is opened at the junction of Gou County and Yangcheng, and doubles as an inn restaurant, which has the lowest housing, the most unpalatable food, and the most inferior wine, but the asking price is very high. But people who come and go from the south to the north, if they want to rest, they can only choose here. After all, except for the Fengting Restaurant, there is no inn in this vicinity, and even no one is there.

It's not that no one thought of doing business on this road, but after that, they never showed up again.

Today's spring breeze is warm, and there are a lot of businesses to the door, the shopkeeper watched the silver of the white flowers come in, a face full of joy, smiling to welcome guests from all over the world.

There was the sound of horses' hooves outside the door, and the corners of the shopkeeper's mouth rose more and more: The silver is coming!

Sure enough, soon a woman in Tsing Yi walked into the store, saw that she was carrying a sword, and thought that she was another Jianghu person.

"Guest officer, do you want to ......" The shopkeeper in the store saw the woman in Tsing Yi and enthusiastically approached her, but the woman in Tsing Yi ignored him and walked straight to the cash cabinet.

The shopkeeper looked at the woman in Tsing Yi: "Yo guest officer, ...... you?"

"Smack, smack, smack!"

The woman in Tsing Yi slapped the three copper coins on the cash cabinet, in the shape of a pin, and the shopkeeper's eyes changed on the spot: "Guest officer, you are playing tricks on the little old man, this Fengting Pavilion, you need gold and jade to enter!" The woman in Tsing Yi kept her expression unchanged, took out two gold ingots and a piece of jade from her arms, and put them on the three copper coins.

"Erxizi, send the distinguished guest upstairs. ”

The shopkeeper stretched out his hand and scooped up the gold and jade along with the copper coins, and didn't look at the woman in Tsing Yi again. Seeing this, the woman in Tsing Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Fengting Restaurant is open to welcome customers, and it earns a lot of money every day, but the most profitable thing is not food and drink, but intelligence trading. In fact, the Fengting Pavilion belongs to the Dark Incense Pavilion. The three copper coins discharged by the woman in Tsing Yi are the rules of the Dark Incense Pavilion, and the gold and jade are even more rules. This rule is also a code, and ordinary people don't know it.

said that he was going upstairs, but the shopkeeper took the woman in Tsing Yi to the ground, and the woman in Tsing Yi had no opinion and followed him directly.

Walking through the winding tunnel, the shopkeeper stopped in front of a gate, he buckled the door three times, and then said, "Master, there are guests." ”

"Come in. A middle-aged man's voice came from the room, and the shopkeeper pushed the door open, bowed to guide the woman in Tsing Yi, the woman in Tsing Yi walked into the room, and the shopkeeper closed the door and guarded outside.

When the woman in Tsing Yi entered the room, she saw that the room was full of books, and the middle-aged man who had spoken before was lying on the desk, writing something, putting down the pen at this time, and raising her head: "Please sit, dare to ask the guest's honorable name?"

There was a chair opposite the bookcase, which was naturally prepared for the guests, and after the woman in Tsing Yi sat down, she replied: "Ram Yunzhen!"

"Ram?" The middle-aged man looked at the ram Yun Zhen, "I don't know the ram girl, what news do you want to buy?"

Ram Yun Zhen gritted his teeth: "When Mr. heard my surname, he already guessed my identity." I am the only person left in the Ram family! On the day when the Ram family was wiped out, I followed Master to wander outside and escaped by luck. Pity my parents and relatives, all of whom died. Earlier, I didn't know who the murderer was, but the last time I met a master, he calculated for me that the destruction of the family was related to the moon god, the owner of the Moon God Village!"

"Oh?" the middle-aged man smiled meaninglessly, and asked again, "So, the ram girl wants to buy the whereabouts of the moon god?"

"That's right!" Ram Yun Zhen's face showed firmness, full of hatred: "I want to use what I have learned to kill the Moon God and avenge my Ram family!"

"Huh?" the middle-aged man wondered, "Since the ram girl has met a master, why don't you ask him to calculate for you, where is the moon god, why do you come here and waste money?"

Ram Yun Zhen said helplessly: "I hate the moon god, I don't know who is sheltering, the master I met, wanted to calculate the whereabouts of the moon god, but was counterattacked and injured." ”

"I see. The middle-aged man nodded, indicating that he had understood. He took out a piece of paper, brushed and wrote a few lines on it, waited until the ink dried up, and handed it to the ram Yun Zhen: "Ram girl, there is no news from the moon god here, you need to go to Autumn View City to get it." Take this and they will tell you what you want to know, but the ram girl should be prepared for this money, after all, that man is the moon god. ”

Putting away the paper handed over by the middle-aged man, the ram Yun Zhen stood up: "Thank you, Yun Zhen said goodbye." ”

Waiting for the ram Yun Zhen to walk out, the middle-aged man took out another piece of paper, brushed and wrote something, and then called the shopkeeper outside the door: "Erxizi." ”

The shopkeeper has been doing this all the year round, and he already knows the habits of his master, if he doesn't tell him to send off guests, he must have something to explain. At this time, he pushed the door in, and the middle-aged man handed him a piece of paper: "Send this to Autumn View City." ”

"Yes. The shopkeeper took it respectfully, without delay, and walked out immediately.

When the room was quiet again, the middle-aged man looked at the books in the room and smiled: "Pity your master, didn't you tell you, Dark Fragrance Pavilion, also protect the Moon God?"

A "self-defeating" sounded in the room, and then dissipated.

There is a goshawk with a letter, spread its wings and fly to the autumn city, there is only one sentence on the letter: the ram remnant, there is a bad heart, intending to kill the moon god!

Many days later, Ram Yun Zhen really came to Autumn View City, and also found the Dark Incense Pavilion in Autumn View City, however, after walking in, he never came out again.

The middle-aged man in Fengting Pavilion did not kill the ram Yun Zhen, not to spare her life, but to hand her over to Qiujingcheng to deal with, and now ......

Poor ram Yun Zhen really brought all his net worth and property and walked into the Dark Incense Pavilion, but he didn't bring a trace of defense. With her death, the dusty past has also been completely settled.

It is true that the ram Yun Zhen met the master, and actually calculated that the destruction of the ram family was related to the moon god, but the master did not calculate that if she sought revenge, she would definitely die.

Far away in Liujia Village, the moon god unexpectedly received a letter saying that the last person in the Ram family had died.

The strange origin of this letter, Feng Ling and Mu Yike both want to find out, after all, they live in seclusion here, no one knows, who will send a letter here, and besides, what the letter says has no beginning or end, they can't understand it.

The moon god softly reassured them, and then smiled: "Have you forgotten that the Ram family was wiped out?"

After such a long time, when Xiling Qianqiu was suddenly mentioned, the moon god found that, in fact, it was not so difficult to accept, and there was no imaginary pain in the heart.

"Oh!" Mu Yike came back to his senses, "I remember, that time we had dinner at Tianya Inn, I heard people talking about it, hehe, brother, at that time, the lord of Xiling was really ruthless enough, and one person destroyed the whole family." ”

The life and death of others, if you really want to talk about it, it is just an inconspicuous touch in the depths of memory, if you don't mention it, who cares.