"The four people at that table are all wearing all black robes, they should be disciples of the Moyi faction, and that woman must be the daughter of Yan Kangluo, the head of the Moyi faction, and the childish young man on her left is probably her younger brother Yan Yiqin!" The teacup held by Shen Xiaoxun's right hand stayed on his lips, and he gently blew the hot air floating on the tea while telling Pei Yao the origin of the people at that table.

Pei Yao leaned back, looked at Shen Xiaoxun's back, and then lowered her head and asked in a low voice, "Brother Shen, just by looking at their clothes, how can you judge that they are from the Ink Clothes Sect?" ”

Shen Xiaoxun smiled knowingly, took a sip of tea gently, the fragrance had not yet slid down his throat, and he opened his mouth to explain: "The temperament of ordinary people and people in the rivers and lakes is completely different! They can tell at a glance that they are martial arts practitioners! The uniform black color clothing also shows that they are not a rabble! Since this is the case, then there are only three possibilities left: the officers and soldiers of the imperial court, the people of the dart bureau, and the Moyi faction! ”

He raised three fingers: "If it is an officer or an officer or a person in the dart game, it is impossible not to carry weapons such as swords in his hand, and the dart board has to be armed...... You see a group of four of them, dressed simply, without any exposed cold iron on their bodies, and even the hairpins that bind their hair are made of wood...... Therefore, they can only be the inky faction that is famous for their hidden weapon butterfly! ”

In the end, Shen Xiaoxun only raised an index finger in front of Pei Yao.

Pei Yao nodded thoughtfully, she didn't expect that Shen Xiaoxun would be able to see through the details of others without anyone noticing just a faint glance when he came in.

In terms of age, Yan Yiqin should be 13 years old now! Pei Yao looked at the back of the little boy and sighed.

Shen Xiaoxun held the teacup and leaned back a little without a trace.

Just as Pei Yao was in her trance, a new guest came in from outside the tea house, the guest was seven feet tall, with a skeletal shape, and there was endless sorrow between his eyebrows. He wore a half-worn gray-white cloth robe, and carried a cage with a cloth pergola woven of bamboo strips on his back. Look at this dress, like a poor scholar.

"It's not good for a scholar to go to Beijing to catch the exam...... He's going to ...... Do you want to join in the excitement of Xiaojiabao? Seeing this, Pei Yao whispered in Shen Xiaoxun's ear. Because the road to Beijing is far from this road, and the martial arts conference held by Xiaojiabao this time can be regarded as a grand occasion in the rivers and lakes, Pei Yao can only make bold guesses.

"You're so clumsy!"

Shen Xiaoxun owed a cold mouth, which made Pei Yao look dazed: Is this still the Brother Shen I know?

He didn't rush to drink it after noticing that the man in cloth was asking for tea, but stretched out his right index finger to stir it in, and then got up with the tea bowl and walked to the table of the ink pie.

Pei Yao's heart suddenly rose to her throat, and she looked at Yan Yiqin's table worriedly. At this moment, the previous doubts in her heart gradually became clear, where was the man in cloth an ordinary scholar? Based on Pei Yao's crude knowledge of people from all walks of life, she thinks that the person in front of her is the famous "evil scholar" Ding Ruoshuang.

It is said that Ding Ruoshuang was a close disciple of Deng Sheng, the valley master of the Medicine King Valley, more than ten years ago, and because he was talented in medicinal materials, he was deeply valued by Deng Sheng. But the bad thing is that the Medicine King Valley advocates the "way of benevolence", and the disciples under the seat follow the principle of "saving the life and helping the wounded", but Ding Ruoshuang is not right, plus he is extremely ambitious, he dares to secretly refine the evil pill and raise Gu worms in the secret room of the cave, and after being discovered, Deng Sheng expelled him from the Medicine King Valley in the name of a traitor. Since then, although Ding Ruoshuang is no longer the heir of the Medicine King Valley, his use of superb poison and invisible means of killing people has made him famous in the rivers and lakes.

When he walked the rivers and lakes, he was used to dressing up as a scholar, and he was nicknamed "Evil Scholar"!

"We ......"

Shen Xiaoxun raised a hand to signal her to silence, Pei Yao could only swallow the unspoken words into her stomach, and the two of them sat here as full spectators.

"A few young heroes must be disciples of the Moyi faction, surnamed Ding, and the head of your faction, Yan Kang Luoyan, has had several friendships, and it is fate to meet you here today, and I feel honored to be here!"

"This Ding Gongzi, I'm really embarrassed, the little woman hasn't heard of you from her father! Besides, everyone knows that Xiaojiabao held a martial arts conference, even if you and I meet here, there is no fate and luck, Ding Gongzi's words are too heavy! Yan Zhenying squinted at Ding Ruoshuang, her willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she didn't like to see this scholar who exuded a shabby atmosphere.

Pei Yao thought that she would be lonely and unheard, but she didn't expect that this big daughter was better than her. Yan Zhenying's words were prickly, without any mercy, not even basic politeness, and no wonder a disciple next to her right hand pressed her wrist tightly to signal her not to be too impulsive.

Although Ding Ruoshuang's face sank like water, she still spoke softly: "Miss Yan is really fast-talking, but why are there only a few of you?" It shouldn't be......"

After hearing this, Yan Jiying struggled to shake off the hand of the senior brother beside her, stood up on her own, and shouted at Ding Ruoshuang with the strength of the crowd: "Ding Shaoxia, what do you mean by this?" I guess I want to deliberately provoke it! ”

"Senior sister......" The disciple who was thrown away by her called out dumbly.

Pei Yao felt that the situation was not good, so she grabbed Shen Xiaoxun's arm tightly and pinched him painfully. Shen Xiaoxun endured the pain, tilted his head slightly and continued to observe the dynamics of the table.

Compared with Yan Zhenying's impulsiveness and rudeness, her younger brother Yan Yiqin is much calmer. Yan Yiqin drank tea silently, didn't even bother to raise his head, and had a posture of hanging high that had nothing to do with himself.

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Ding Ruoshuang's face finally showed a trace of an almost stingy weird smile that did not match his dress, he held the tea bowl in one hand, and hurriedly waved with the other, "Is it okay for Ding to use tea instead of wine to make amends to Miss Yan?" ”

Yan Jiuying's anger immediately dropped more than half, and he pondered in his heart: This poor scholar had bad intentions as soon as he opened his mouth, if he hadn't been knocked back by me, maybe he would have been able to make up some flowers, and now he actually made amends to me, then I might as well give him a step down, so as not to make trouble to my father, and he will definitely punish me for making a decision to take my younger brother and two junior brothers to Xiaojiabao at that time.

"Okay!" Yan Zhenying picked up her tea bowl very happily and drank it, and then put it heavily on the small square table, "You are satisfied!" ”

Ding Ruoshuang smiled very narrowly, respectfully hid her face and drank the tea in her hand, not missing a drop.

Pei Yao didn't see anything for a long time, and wondered: If that poor scholar was really Ding Ruoshuang, how could he be so cheap to talk to them, if not...... So who is he?

While she was puzzled, she still felt that it was not so simple in her subconscious, and the force in her hand naturally increased a little.

Shen Xiaoxun gritted his teeth and grabbed Pei Yao and squeezed his hand, and whispered, "You want to save them?" ”

Pei Yao's eyes flickered twice before nodding firmly.

Shen Xiaoxun let go of Pei Yao's hand, and Pei Yao immediately took her hand back with interest. I saw Shen Xiaoxun take out a few copper plates from his sleeves and put them on the table, took the saber resting on the table, and shook his head at Pei Yao: "Go!" ”

Pei Yao: "......"

She calmly took her saber and followed him according to Shen Xiaoxun's words, and walked towards Ding Ruoshuang's table together.

"Brother Ding!" Shen Xiaoxun stood still in front of him and politely bowed his hand respectfully.

Yan Jiying behind him couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this: how could such a dignified young man be so polite to a poor scholar?

Ding Ruoshuang instead changed her respectful appearance to Yan Zhenying, hugged her fist casually, raised her head and said coldly: "It turned out to be Brother Zhou, don't come to harm!" ”

Shen Xiaoxun was no longer polite to him, and opened the hem of his clothes and sat down, Pei Yao stood on one side without saying a word.

"Brother Ding's trip must also be for the martial arts conference held by Xiaojiabao this time, right? In that case, why bother to kill people in Xiaojiabao's territory before the martial arts conference began? Shen Xiaoxun put his hand on the square table and persuaded with low eyebrows.

Ding Ruoshuang's face paused, and she raised her eyes to look at Yan Qiying and them, and they were stunned at this glance. Yan Zhenying wanted to get up and ask for an understanding, but found that her body couldn't move at all, and the tips of her fingers began to turn cold and blue, and the symptoms of the juniors and disciples at the same table with her were the same as her, and a green line as thick as a little finger stretched out on Yan Yiqin's wrist to his elbow. Although he was only 13 years old, he was not alarmed, gritting his teeth and pricking up his ears to listen carefully to the movement of the table behind him.

"What did you do to us?" Yan Qiying said indignantly.

Ding Ruoshuang sipped the tea without turning a deaf ear, and said lightly: "What? Brother Zhou wants to see unevenness on the road? ”

"Not really! You and I are both those so-called evil and crooked people in the mouths of famous and decent people, why should I help them? Shen Xiaoxun began to tap his fingers on the table, as if he was playing a tune, is it - "Like a Dream Order"? He blinked a few times and continued, "However, Brother Ding, did you think that now that the martial arts conference is about to be held, if you kill them, after you get this kind of moth, how can you explain to the people of the Moyi Sect when you go to Xiaojiabao in a while...... You have that killer, why don't you save it for the conference? ”

Yan Qiying and the others were already so angry that they stiffened at this moment, and they stared at them directly.

Ding Ruoshuang's serious expression loosened slightly, he took out a small gourd bottle from his arms and handed it to Shen Xiaoxun, who took it and passed it to Pei Yao. Pei Yao admired Shen Xiaoxun's acting skills in her heart, she took the medicine bottle and turned around and walked straight to Yan Qiying's table, giving them the antidote one by one.