On the second day, there was a burst of dust on Kunlun Mountain, now it is autumn, the weather is dry and dry, as long as the horse walks through, the dust on the ground can no longer be well left on the ground, but is carried up by the horse's hooves, raised into the air, and falls again, the dust brought up by the fourteen white horses is too late for pedestrians to wave their sleeves and hide their faces.

When Jiang Xiyi and his party arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, it was noon, and the sun was shining.

As long as people see the sun in the sky, they will know why autumn is so dry.

The people of the earth have left the summer heat, but the sun in the sky seems to be still immersed in the scorching summer sun, and the sun, which should have been warm, is only dazzling, and it seems to want to take away all the water from the earth and set the land on fire.

Jiang Xiyi has long been not afraid of the cold and heat, and she does not feel tired when her internal strength is full, but she still knows that now should be the time to rest.

Fourteen people led by her are ready to rest at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

It was fourteen, not fifteen, because Zhu Zao did not come with them.

Last night, after Zhu Zao smashed the wine jar, there was no smile on his face, and a pair of shining eyes that people didn't dare to look at looked at Jiang Xiyi tightly, as if he wanted to see some clues from her face, body, and movements, so that he could know her thoughts.

But he didn't see it, because Jiang Xiyi was sitting there like a jade carving, how could people see love or clues from a jade carving?

Zhu Zao sighed and said, "Although I think what you say is true, I still don't know whether I should believe what you say or not. ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "Since what I said is true, then you should believe it." ”

Zhu Zao smiled helplessly: "You're right, you're right, but I still won't go with you to find Tie Zhongtang." ”

Jiang Xiyi asked, "Why?" Is he your enemy? ”

Zhu Zao shook his head and sighed: "No, he is not my enemy, he is my brother, my only brother." ”

Jiang Xiyi continued to ask, "Then why don't you want to see him?" ”

Zhu Zao smiled bitterly: "Even you can see that I don't want to see him, yes, I don't want to see him, and I don't want to see him." ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "Since he is your good brother, why don't you want to see him?" ”

Zhu Zao said: "Because I don't want to see everyone who knows me and knows me." ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "Why? “

Zhu Zao said: "How can there be so many whys, there are so many helpless things in life, but I feel helpless, don't mention this again, I will tell you where Tie Zhongtang is, but I will not go with you." ”

After that, Zhu Zao picked up the wine glass again, even if he couldn't get drunk, he would rather let himself feel that he was not sober.

The next day, when Jiang Xiyi and his party left, the Zhuzao people were long gone, Tianshu said that in the early morning, Zhuzao left with a few jars of wine, even if Jiang Xiyi wanted to find someone again, it was too late, not to mention, she didn't plan to look for it.

Noon is the time when the business of the inn under the Kunlun Mountain is good, because whether it is a person or a horse, at this time you have to stop and rest before hurrying, anyone knows that the sun at noon is the most uncomfortable, even if there is something important, you don't have to get along with yourself at noon.

But noon is also the time of the day when people are tired, and the travelers who have been on the road for a day or the dart masters are already tired, and they may take a nap when they enter the inn. After a day's work, the shopkeeper was naturally tired, but he didn't dare to rest, the guests who came and went from the north to the south were his masters, and every time he greeted them, the shopkeeper seemed to be able to hear the sound of the silver coin.

This is the best inn at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, there are many people in the hall, people from all walks of life, as soon as Jiang Xiyi walked into the door of this inn, his eyes swept away, and he saw everyone clearly.

It's not the first time she's been to this inn, the first time she came was with Chu Liuxiang, Hu Tiehua and Ji Bingyan.

At that time, the climate was much colder than now, at least at the beginning of the Kunlun Mountains were covered with snow, and now the mountains are only grass and trees.

I don't know what to do in this inn, the hall is neither hot nor cold, so that people feel comfortable, and the air seems to be filled with moisture, which is simply the greatest enjoyment on a dry autumn day.

It seems that no matter where you go, there will be no people who drink, in the tavern or in the inn, they have different identities, drink different wines, some people drink good wine such as Xifeng wine and Fenjiu, and some people drink the worst burning knife, but no matter who it is, what kind of wine, they can get their own happiness from it.

There were also a lot of people drinking in the hall of this inn, they were smiling, or red, Jiang Xiyi knew at a glance that these people were enjoying it very much, and some people were sweating profusely, as if the cool air in this inn was not enough for him to feel cold.

This is only because the wine gets warmer and warmer the more you drink, and the people who drink it never feel cold, they may start drinking because they feel cold, but for whatever reason, they will eventually feel hot because the wine is integrated into their body.

Jiang Xiyi has never drunk alcohol, and she never feels cold.

She never had a big opinion on wine, she didn't like it, she didn't like it, she didn't like it.

Not only does she have a dislike for wine, but she doesn't seem to like it for the drinkers, for the noise, or for a qiē.

When the shopkeeper saw this group of people, he greeted him, and there were really not many empty tables in the hall at this time, but it was not nothing.

In the east corner of the hall, there were still a few empty tables, and no one wanted to sit over.

For in this corner there was a very inconspicuous table, neither too big nor too small, neither old nor new, and two men sat opposite each other at the table.

But now neither of them could sit up, for they were both drunk, and fell asleep at the table.

Two drunks.

Two drunks who smelled of extremely heavy alcohol, and there were all sorts of jars around them, and even a few of them were smashed to the ground.

Jiang Xiyi has never cared about these things, and Nandou and Beidou will not care either, the empty tables around here just let their group sit down.

Jiang Xiyi looked at the two drunks, and suddenly thought of Zhu Zao.

She doesn't know how to describe Zhu Zao, a drunk who can't get drunk? Or a sober drunkard?

But after thinking of Zhu Zao, Jiang Xiyi thought of Zhu Zao's words that she was a boring person, she turned her eyes slightly, and looked at almost everyone in this hall drinking, and for a moment Jiang Xiyi had a question in her heart, is wine really so good?

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiyi raised his hand and called the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper nodded and stood beside Jiang Xiyi and asked her what she needed, Jiang Xiyi asked for a pot of good wine, the best wine in the inn.

After asking for wine, Jiang Xiyi pulled out the bench and sat at the table.

After sitting down, Jiang Xiyi just faced the two drunkards lying on the table.

The two of them slept very deeply and snored slightly, although it was not very noisy, but it was able to drive away the people who were sitting around them.

Jiang Xiyi looked at the two people carefully, one of them was a big black man, his head was like a fight, Jiang Xiyi estimated in his heart that he was about eight feet long. The other person was a long-haired old man with a red face and a brocade dress, Jiang Xiyi saw that he was still very burly, and his long hair was also neatly trimmed.

Suddenly, the long-haired old man's eyes suddenly opened, and he saw that his eyes were clear, not like a drunk at all, and his eyes were full of complacency and self-pride.

Jiang Xiyi knew at this time that this old man was also a drunkard who was not drunk like Zhu Zao, or a drunkard who was not drunk.

Jiang Xiyi didn't speak, he looked away directly, and looked out of the window through the window screen.

Now the sun is bigger and more dazzling, and a gust of wind blows on the road, and the once clean roadside is suddenly covered with curly fallen leaves, and even leaves fly to the plaque of the tea shop opposite.

Pedestrians on the road covered their eyes with their hands, for fear of being blinded by the wind and sand.

Slowly, some people walked into the inn, and these people had different identities, both poor and rich.

But this is also a matter of course, because this inn is the best inn at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and it is also the largest inn, and the people who come here are definitely not only rich people, but also some coolies who will come here to drink a sip of burning knives after finishing their work.

After drinking a few pots of wine, people feel like they are about to float, and the depression in their hearts seems to be washed away by the wine, and the people and things they see seem to be more beautiful and wonderful than when they are sober.

At this time, the shopkeeper held the plate, walked quickly through several tables, walked to Jiang Xiyi's side, and said, "Guest officer, your wine is here, please use it slowly." ”

There was flattery in his words, for he would never be poor when he could order the best wine in the inn.

The best wine is naturally the most expensive.

In the eyes of the shopkeeper, if everyone is a money bag, others may just be holding silver and copper plates, but Jiang Xiyi is definitely a money bag with a thousand taels of silver tickets and gold nuggets.

After Jiang Xiyi nodded, Tianshu let the man go down, and by the way, he asked him to go to the kitchen to urge them to eat at this table.

The shopkeeper retreated.

At this time, suddenly the wind outside the door was strong, and the doors and windows were crackling, and the shopkeeper beckoned the shopkeepers to close the windows, and even the doors had to be closed.

Even though the doors and windows were closed, the wind outside that was rolling sand still crept in through the cracks in the doors and windows.

Jiang Xiyi has a very good memory, when the shopkeeper came out, she felt that he was very familiar, and she always felt that she had seen it somewhere, and when he spoke, Jiang Xiyi's mind flashed, but it was only a flash.