In the guest room, Wei Wushuang looked at the room with some surprise, the brick room was painted yellow and white, very clean and elegant.

The table and chair dresser, plus the carved large bed, although a little crowded, but very warm and comfortable.

When I opened the small door inside, there was a bathtub and a thatched house. Wait, thatched huts? A thatched house built in a house?

Wei Wushuang frowned, his eyes looked at the two thick bamboo tubes, unscrewed the wooden cork, and saw the water flowing out.

There is also a lightly scented lumpy thing on the side of the pool, on which is written the usage.

Wei Wushuang looked at it curiously, it turned out that this thing was called soap.

Standing in the bathroom, looking at all this, Wei Wushuang couldn't help but nodded, no wonder it costs two dollars a night, it turns out that this room is so chic and comfortable.

It's just that Wei Wushuang doesn't know that the reason why there are people living in so much money is not because of the furnishings of this guest room, but because at night, all customers who live in the store can eat supper for free and play mahjong.

The innkeeper's voice told a story from the courtyard, telling the story of the very naïve forty thieves and what father, although it was very naïve, but it was also interesting, Wei Wushuang simply stood in front of the small window, opened the window, held his cheeks, and listened.

It's really an interesting story, but how can the real enemy be so stupid? As for what sesame seeds open the door, it's even more nonsense.

The young lady listened very energetically, and her beautiful big eyes didn't blink.

Wei Wushuang suddenly felt that this pair of master and servant was quite interesting, but that was all.

After listening to it for a while, Wei Wushuang felt a little bored. She stretched out her hand. He took out a copper coin from his bosom. The copper coins were dirty and bloodstained.

Seeing the copper coin, the tranquil color on Wei Wushuang's face disappeared, and it was replaced by a gloomy and cold color.

The fingers of the right hand rattled.

The young master who was telling the story turned his head and looked at Wei Wushuang.

Wei Wushuang was stunned, then gently closed the window and stayed in the room alone.

"Hey! After all, I couldn't control my emotions, and Master said that I still needed to be trained in Hongchen. I don't know when it will be consummated," the woman sighed, her face returning to its usual tranquil color, "Anger, joy, and hatred are all evil things that must be cut off." ”

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a conversation in the backyard.

"Song Lang, what are you looking for me?" It was a woman who spoke.

This woman, Wei Wushuang, knew that it was the woman who sang "Red Dust Inn" in the inn.

Wei Wushuang stood up, she was curious. Who wrote that song, the kind of depression and affection that penetrates into the bone marrow. It's not something that a scholar can write about.

"Miss Qiuyue, I'm really sorry for today's incident," Song Kai looked at the woman holding the pipa in front of him, and said, this woman is not beautiful, but she has an urge to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

"Don't blame Lang Jun, the disaster that should come can't be avoided after all," Qiu Yue nodded slightly, "If Lang Jun has nothing to order, Qiu Yue will go back first." ”

"Autumn Moon girl, perhaps...... Maybe you don't want to go back to Chunyan Building yet," Song Kai hesitated, but still said it, no matter what, he and Qiu Yue are both best friends, even if they don't know each other, Song Kai doesn't want such a pitiful woman to be ruined by the brute of Xuan Dongliang.

Qiu Yue is a smart person, and when she heard Song Kai's words, she already understood, nodded, and said, "Thank you Lang Jun for telling me, it's just that how long can you hide?" Lang Jun also rest assured that Qiu Yue is not a weak woman who is bullied. ”

After speaking, Qiu Yue turned her head and wanted to leave.

There was a "squeak", and the door of the inn opened.

Wei Wushuang walked out, she was simply dressed up, wearing a man's robe and a round hat, a little nondescript, but that delicate face still betrayed her identity.

"This lady, Wei wants to ask something, can you?"

Wei Wushuang arched his hand and said.

Qiu Yue nodded.

"But you wrote the song "Red Dust Inn"?" Wei Wushuang asked.

Qiu Yue glanced at Song Kai.

Song Kai didn't care.

Qiu Yue said: "It was made by this Song shopkeeper." ”

Wei Wushuang nodded, "Thank you." ”

After speaking, Wei Wushuang turned around and entered the store.

Song Kai and Qiu Yue were a little strange, but soon Qiu Yue also left.

Song Kai continued to tell the story of Sesame Opening the Door to Qingniang......

At night, Changsheng burns the fire, it is bath time, and everyone can wash.

This is actually very luxurious, in the winter, you can take a hot bath once a day, but if you take a group bath, it saves a lot.

The Hongchen Inn at night is very lively, after the store is closed, the guests of the Ten ** are eating the free pastries provided by the Hongchen Inn while playing mahjong, which is a major benefit of the hotel.

Song Kai took a look, and sure enough, interest can make people play extraordinarily, although it is only a month, the level of these mahjong players is already very good, and it is estimated that it will not be long before it can be comparable to the mahjong masters in the previous life.

"Lang Jun, do you also play mahjong?" Qingniang walked beside Song Kai, looked at Song Kai's fascination, and asked.

Song Kai shook his fingers slightly, "At least for now, my level is still the highest." ”

"Qing Niang doesn't believe it," Qing Niang laughed.

Song Kai laughed, "Let's go, this thing is actually nothing fun, let's go to dinner, I'll teach you some medical skills." ”

……

Early the next morning, Song Kai got up early to exercise and filled the water tower with water.

Wei Wushuang also walked out, and when he wore his hair loose, he still looked good.

Song Kai didn't care, kicked and hit the sandbag, and played a few tiger roar knives.

Wei Wushuang stared at Song Kai's movements, this time it was really strange, she didn't expect Song Kai's scimitar to be playful, the key is, what is Song Kai doing? Did he open a shop, or did he compose music, or was he ready to go to the front to fight?

"The knife technique is good, but it's not for you," Wei Wushuang walked over in a loose robe, his hair was simply combed, very long and smooth.

"You know knives?" Song Kai stopped his movements and gasped for breath.

"Understand a little," Wei Wushuang was not modest.

"Then why doesn't it work for me?" Song Kai played with the scimitar in his hand and said.

"You don't have enough strength, this knife technique needs gravity to swing the knife, lead people with a knife, and control the knife with people, so the heavier the knife, the better, it is a knife technique suitable for killing enemies on the battlefield, the knife in your hand is a little lighter, and the strength is far worse," Wei Wushuang commented simply.

"Master!" Song Kai was interested, and immediately ran over panting, "The lady is a master, may I ask if you have any peerless kung fu that you can teach me, I am willing to pay, as much as you want." ”

Wei Wushuang looked at Song Kai's demeanor and couldn't help sighing, "Peerless kung fu is a private and important thing, how can it be easily taught?" Besides, how can it be so easy to call it peerless kung fu? ”

With that, Wei Wushuang turned around and entered the inn and closed the door.

Song Kai raised his middle finger and expressed his contempt, since you don't want to teach me, what kind of master are you pretending to be and commenting on me.

After slandering in his heart for a while, Song Kai continued to practice wielding the knife.

An hour and a half later, the young lady had already washed and dressed, she walked out of the door, and said, "Lang Jun, it's time, it's time for us to go." ”

"Good!" Song Kai went under the knife and washed it away. (To be continued......)