Early the next morning, the inn exploded, and many people got two pieces of news, one was that the room in Tianzi was inhabited, and the other was that Wang Hao of Wanxia Villa was killed, and his death was extremely miserable.

It's not that no one has ever thought about the Tianzi's room, but no one has succeeded. First, it is because the room is sky-high, and no sect will waste this kind of resource just for enjoyment.

Second, everyone hopes that the next sword god lives here, and as for the incompetent who live in it, they will naturally be driven out.

And the third reason is that these righteous people came too early, at that time the innkeeper was still planning to use this room as the last hole card, and planned to sell it at a price, but he didn't expect it, but it was cool.

It was almost that the silver was not earned, but was depreciated.

Fortunately, there is finally an unruly hero who is willing to pay a high price for housing, and the innkeeper couldn't stop laughing that night.

Soon, some people linked the two together, thinking that they were the same group of people, so they waited in the inn lobby early, almost earlier than the inn guys, and the purpose was just to see what kind of people lived in Tianzihao.

And whether such a person is qualified to live in a Tianzi room is also something they need to verify.

The inn's little two and the cook received guests with a yawn.

I couldn't help but complain in my heart, these people in the rivers and lakes are really idle and have nothing to do, and it is really incomprehensible to get up so early just to drink tea.

Could it be that all the people in the rivers and lakes are doing this way?

Waiting for a basket of steamed buns to come out of the pot and serve them to the few tables, Xiao Er breathed a sigh of relief and dozed off on the edge of the bar.

He felt that he was very miserable, and in the middle of the night, there were more people who wanted to stay in the hotel, and after he finally fell asleep after working for half an hour, he was disturbed by these early risers, and he couldn't sleep all night.

Now I can't even open my eyes, and I can almost fall asleep while standing.

Xiao Er dozed off while muttering inside, I haven't seen them get up so early for a few days, but today is very unusual.

Since the opening of the inn, Xiao Er has been a little second here.

And the inn has only been open for ten days, and he doesn't want to know everything like Xiao Er in other places, what he knows is the situation of one acre and three points of land near Cangling Town.

And Cangling Town has no Jianghu people.

Ten days ago, there might not have been even any people here, and the whole town was entrenched by wild beasts, and it was the innkeeper who came with men to drive them away, and built an inn.

Otherwise, these sudden martial arts people would never have a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

As for those people in the rivers and lakes, he is even more confused.

And he didn't care why so many people from the rivers and lakes came to Cangling Town, it was precisely because of his character that he was selected to be the second shopkeeper here.

Those who can sit in the hall are not the heads of the various factions and the proud disciples in the door.

This has been the practice for several days, ostensibly for breakfast, but in fact it is for mutual testing and mutual diaphragm.

There are also discords between these righteous sects, and they are far from being as harmonious as they seem on the surface.

"Lord Xiao, what are you and your disciples doing in the middle of the night? In and out, the movement is quite big. ”

The person who asked this was a monk in shabby robes, who did not sit at the table, but sat on the floor on the staircase, with a bowl of oily meat at his feet.

And not far from him is the wine jar of the inn, looking at him like this, I am afraid that he has taken a fancy to the wine jar here, so he chose this place.

The genius was slightly bright, his face was flushed, and he still had a little smell of alcohol on his body, and he didn't know if he had drunk from last night until morning, or if he had just gotten up and was drunk, in short, everyone present was not surprised by this.

This monk claimed to be a punitive monk and was once a disciple of Buddhism, but because he couldn't keep the rules and precepts, he killed every time for the sake of appetite, and he was expelled from Shaolin not long after he became a monk.

But he wanted to be a monk, and in the end he didn't know where he stole kung fu from, he actually practiced it himself, and named it Drunken Arhat Boxing, which is only one word different from Shaolin's Arhat Boxing, but the power is not the same.

And the punishment monk is also famous for this martial art.

And he also relied on the drunken Arhat boxing to become a first-class master, only one step away from the innate master.

He traveled abroad and claimed to be a punishing monk, saying that he wanted to punish all injustices in the world, but because he couldn't give up this wine and meat, he could only become a wine and meat monk, and he was also a famous master in the rivers and lakes.

Now he was still wearing a monk's robe, holding a wine jug that he had taken out of nowhere, and he opened the mud and drank it.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Er immediately woke up, watching the punishment monk open another jar of wine, he felt a little toothache, he drank more than half of the wine in this inn, and now there is only so much left, and I don't know if I can support the fight until the full moon night.

Xiao Qi looked at the punishment monk, the corners of his mouth twitched, he planned to ask these friends from the rivers and lakes to help, but in this public, he was embarrassed to say it clearly, but said: "The drunken monk's wine has not yet woken up, I'm afraid I heard it wrong." ”

No one knows how much the monks drank alcohol.

Don't look at his drunken appearance all day long, in fact, he is very sober, but he is just pretending to be confused.

Just spoken, just to test it, this question is what the vast majority of martial arts masters present want to know, and their attitude is insufficient, most of them come with the attitude of listening to jokes.

And his drunken appearance is the most suitable for asking those things that others dare not speak.

If what you say is really inappropriate and you offend other people, as long as you put on a pretense that I am drunk and do not accompany him, most people in the righteous path will not bother with him, and there is no way to deal with him.

"Oh? Could it be that I'm dreaming, monk? But how can there still be a smell of blood in this dream? Oh, maybe someone in the back kitchen killed the chickens. ”

The punishing monk laughed as he spoke, and Xiao Qi's face was a little unsightly.

He understands that there will be no secrets in this town, so the news of Wang Hao's death yesterday is only known to everyone, but none of these people are willing to take the initiative to help, which shows that people's hearts are still sinister.

At the same time, he was also a little angry, in this case, shouldn't foreign martial arts masters be the focus of their dealing?

"Monk, you want to eat raw meat, right? Why don't you see others smell this bloody smell, but you smell it? ”

Sun Qianxue was sitting next to Xiao Qi for dinner, originally he was injured and planned to be in the room, but after thinking about it, he felt that Xiao Ke was not trustworthy, and he was worried that when the two of them were alone, Xiao Ke would betray him.

So he dragged his sick body and followed Xiao Qi, but he was laughed at in the morning.

"But I heard a noise too."

A tall and thin man in his forties and fifties interjected at this time, first laughed twice, and then said, "Could it be that I also want to eat meat?" ”