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After running for so long in one breath, the horses are tired and the people are tired.

Ahead of the smooth road, I saw a teahouse in the distance to open this secluded place for pedestrians to rest.

Today, the business of the teahouse is exceptionally good, and God appreciates the food.

The rain was heavy, and passers-by stopped their tracks, and the front desk teahouse took shelter from the rain. I'm always embarrassed to sit on the store's tables and chairs in vain, and I have to eat some tea and pastries.

Liang Lan and the three of them put the carriage away, asked for some forage to reward the horses, and left the monk to rest on the carriage.

In the teahouse, only there is a square table in the corner.

A few people sat there.

Strictly speaking, this is the first time Liang Lan has gone far away since coming to this world.

Although he was on the way to escape, he still had some novelty in his heart, and he imagined that he was the hero of the rivers and lakes in the novel, and called out a hero's standard package: "Boss, three bowls of Yangchun noodles, half a catty of cooked beef, and a good daughter red on the altar." ”

"A few big brothers, the store is in a remote place, a small business, and there is no cooked beef and no daughter."

Well, Liang Lan reluctantly accepted the reality: "Then let's have three bowls of Yangchun noodles." ”

It didn't take long for Xiao Er to come over with three bowls of clear soup and white water noodles and put them on the table: "A few big brothers, three bowls of Yangchun noodles are here." ”

It turns out that the life of a hero is so hard.

Liang Lan looked at the clear noodle soup that could reflect the human face, and sighed.

……

In the rain, an old man who was drenched and transparent walked into the teahouse.

Due to the large number of people, I couldn't find an empty seat for a while.

Xiao Er looked at it in embarrassment for a long time, and said a few words to the old man, and the old man nodded, and was about to return to the rain again.

"Shopkeeper, let the old man sit here."

Liang Lan pointed to the empty seat next to him and shouted to Xiao Er, braving such a heavy rain to hurry, the old man is old and easy to get cold.

Gao Dengyun doesn't care about this, he won't be kind to passers-by like Liang Lan, but he won't deliberately embarrass him.

The old man in the cloth thanked him indifferently, and then sat down, he had been out for a long time, it was difficult to take a bath in time, and there was still a little mud on his body.

The prince looked at it in his eyes and frowned slightly.

Several people behaved, and the old man in the cloth looked at it, he shook his head and smiled, and drank tea by himself.

The old man's demeanor is not something that ordinary peasant old men can have.

Liang Lan noticed that this old man didn't look like a master, and he didn't look like a rich family when he was dressed. Anyway, it's also a friend I met on the road, so I don't have to care about these.

Leaving this old man to eat tea with him is just a gesture, and there is no intention of making friends.

Liang Lan and the others finished eating noodles, paid the money, and were about to get in the car again and hurry.

At this moment, a sudden thunder sounded in the distance, and everyone looked up at the sky, and it didn't seem to be thunder, which was really strange.

The old man, who was silent on the table just now, frowned imperceptibly when he heard the sound.

seemed to ponder for a moment, and finally, the old man put down the tea bowl in his hand and said, "A few sons, are you going to Linqing?" ”

Liang Lan turned around, looked at the old man twice, and nodded.

The old man still had a wooden face and asked, "Are you willing to take Lao Su for a ride?" ”

Liang Lan asked, "I don't know where my husband went?" ”

The old man pointed to a low hillside in front of him and said casually, "Just get there." ”

Liang Lan motioned for the old man to get into the car, not caring about the prince's eyebrows there, "Uncle Shan, plus this old man, there are only five people, the speed of the car will inevitably drop, don't forget that there is a terrible ghost behind us." ”

"Anyway, the distance is not far, our carriage will arrive soon, but if you walk, my husband will have to walk for a long time in the heavy rain."

"Hey," said the prince, who was not worried about the evil spirit, but who felt that the old man was dirty and did not want to be in the same car.

……

Although there was a thin old man in the car, the horses were well fed and ran faster.

Liang Lan cherishes horses, but the road is muddy at the moment, but he is reluctant to drive the horse quickly.

Coming out of the teahouse, the carriage galloped along the road, and gradually entered the hill that the old man had pointed to.

The prince's heart was slightly relieved, the wound on his right chest was still burning and aching, but the old man was sitting there, and he would rather sit tired than lie next to the old man who had not bathed for a few days.

On this issue, the prince seems to have a position.

The old man didn't say much, but his heart was bright, and he deliberately pretended to buckle his nose and smash his mouth in front of the prince's clothes along the way, and the young master Wang looked pale.

"Ah sneeze~"

The old man sneezed loudly into the prince's suit.

The prince wiped his face, his expression was wonderful, and he grinned his teeth, and he was about to burst into tears: "Old man, did you mean it, how could you sneeze in people's faces!" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, people can't control their noses when they're old."

The old man said this, but there was no apology on his face, and his mud-stained hands took the opportunity to touch the prince's clothes.

"You, don't touch me, stop it!"

The prince dressed like a molested little daughter-in-law, his mouth trembled, and he complained to Gao Dengyun and Liang Lan: "Uncle Shan, ride the wind, look at this dirty old man!" ”

Liang Lan laughed out loud outside.

Gao Dengyun held a wet towel in his hand, wiped the beads of sweat on the forehead of the undisciplined monk, and said: "Zifu, I saw it, and the old man didn't mean it." ”

"You ......"

Wang Zifu shook his fingers, stopped talking, and turned his head directly to look out the window.

"Haha, uncle, don't tease him, it's raining so hard, why are you in such a hurry?" Gao Dengyun asked with a smile.

The old man said: "I want to go to Yuntai Mountain in Hexi to meet old friends, so I have to hurry on rainy days." ”

"Yuntai Mountain?" Gao Dengyun was stunned and asked, "My husband is walking like this, and there is a difference of more than 100 miles in the middle?" ”

"So what." The old man didn't think so: "If it weren't for the rain, Lao Suo should be almost here at this moment." ”

Gao Dengyun turned his head and looked at the old man who was still wooden, trying to tell whether the old man was serious or joking.

If this is the case, will this old man shrink the ground of the immortals?

"It's really bragging, not blushing," the face was facing the prince's suit outside the window, and he heard the conversation in the car in a daze, and deliberately said loudly: "Even if it's a carriage, it can't run so fast when it encounters muddy days." If someone really had this ability, they wouldn't come over and rub the carriage with a dead face. ”

The old man didn't explain, his eyes looked at the unquit monk, and he seemed to be very interested.

"Little friend, you monk friends, you have been injured a lot."

Gao Dengyun couldn't figure out the depth of the old man for a while, and said solemnly: "The old man has good eyesight, but our friend was injured by a wicked person. ”

"Huh, wicked?" The old man paused: "Yin Qi enters the body, which is not trivial." If you delay like this, I'm afraid that your life will be in danger, I think this little monk is interesting, so you might as well follow me. ”

"This ......"

Gao Dengyun didn't have an idea for a while, he looked at Liang Lan, and heard the latter ask, "I don't know where the old man's sect is?" ”

The old man's eyes flashed with a hint of pride, and said: "What's the use of the sect, what's the use of having a lot of people, the old man passed by the Iron Knife Gate a few days ago, and hundreds of people were babbling, and they weren't chopped by the old man's palm." ”

Speaking of this, there was a lonely look in his eyes: "It's a pity, how many people in the world today know the name of this Baili Slaughter?" ”

"I'm sorry, just slaughter a hundred miles for the old disrespect, and I will slaughter thousands of miles......"

Wang Zifu still stared out the window, not daring to say it in front of the old man, for fear of encountering a few more big sneezes.

Suddenly, the expression on his face froze, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Uncle Shan, hurry, stop quickly, what the hell is in front of you!"

……

The spring rain is as expensive as a fish, and now this world is simply splashed with oil.

The slanting drizzle is now as heavy as a curtain, and not far ahead, there is a sword-armored soldier with a height of more than a foot tall.