The little carpenter had only guessed before, but when he saw Pan Zhiyong leading people to hurry in the direction they were heading, although he was far away, he could see that his face was a little hideous.

It's murderous.

Gu Baiguo also felt it, and recalled the reluctance just now, and was a little afraid.

This Pan Zhiyong is still different from the enthusiasm and kindness he showed.

What kind of relationship does the fake "Miss Pang Er" who was swallowed by the tiger skin fat cat have with him?

The little carpenter didn't have time to think about it, knowing that Pang Zhiyong hurried towards the town, but he couldn't see anyone, maybe he would pay attention to the horseshoe prints under his feet, and it was even very likely that he would find the door, so he pulled Gu Baiguo and ran towards the depths of the forest.

After crossing a few hillsides, the two did not take the main road back to the ancient town, but turned a corner and went in another direction.

That Pan Zhiyong is a snake in the area of Suizhou, so they will go around.

Thanks to the blessing of Pan Zhiyong's parting horse, the two of them had a horse and a cat, but they directly bypassed Suizhou, walked Anyue, crossed Tianlong Mountain, and then walked forward, and the first two days of walking were day and night, even if they slept, they also found the wild land to sleep in the open, and did not go into the town.

Therefore, they were not chased by anyone along the way, and there was a lot less trouble.

The little carpenter followed Lu Da to wander the rivers and lakes, walking in the mountains and forests all the year round, with a strong sense of direction, advancing and retreating along the way, and having experience in various arrangements, showing a very good state.

Regarding the events of that day, the little carpenter thought about it for a long time, discussed it with Gu Baiguo, and came to a conclusion. The conclusion is that he may have been charmed, although the woman has some appearance, but what can make the little carpenter so out of shape may not be as simple as personal charm, it is very likely that he was drugged, so he will be so uncontrollable, and his heart is ape.

The black-bone chicken soup he drank that day was very likely mixed with medicine, and the little carpenter was able to hold it at that time, and he didn't drop the peach blossom trap, which was already very good.

Especially when he is still at the age of blood and strength, it is even more rare.

As for the latter thing, it may be that the little carpenter inhaled too much incense during his nap, which is why it is like this, and the filth he spit out later is the medicine given to him by the impostor.

Gu Baiguo once smelled the residual smell of the little carpenter, and with his super sensitive nose, he could distinguish several flavors of medicinal herbs.

What epimedium is goat weed, cinnamon, actinolite, fairy grass and purple river car, as well as sheep red hair, there are some of them.

And these things are very famous yang burning medicines.

With a combination of them, it is easy to make spring come.

After a few more days, the two came to a small town in Ziyang, at the foot of Jigong Mountain, which was quite far away from Suicheng, and the two of them ate and slept in the open air, which made Gu Baiguo's spirit quite tired, and the little carpenter thought about it, and finally decided to find a hotel to settle down.

There is an inn in the east end of the town, a large car shop in the front yard, and a small single room in the back, which also does some food business, and people come and go, but it is also very lively.

There are many such small shops in Kawachi.

The little carpenter searched around and finally decided to settle here.

The two asked for a single room in the backyard, led the horse to Xiao Er to feed, and then came to the front hall to eat.

At this moment, it is already evening, the sun is setting, and the bustling customers in the store are mostly businessmen who come and go from the north to the south, and then those nearby families and businessmen who have spare money, and a few men who don't seem to be easy to mess with, like swordsmen.

Probably because the food here is really good, and the atmosphere of drinking and fist fighting is lively.

In a small open space in the middle, there were two craftsmen, one was an old man in his seventies, pulling a broken erhu, and was working hard to pull strings for the customers in the store, and the other was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

The young man is not very old, but he has a unique skill of "changing his face".

His unique skills are not top-notch, with long clothes and big sleeves, wearing a stacked hat, and his face is full of Sichuan opera oil paint, he should wear the erhu, constantly appear and dance, and also say a few words of singing, and then wave his sleeves, and change his face.

That face, one moment is the white-faced Cao Cao, the red-faced Guan Gong for the other, and the black-faced Zhang Yide for the other, which is very interesting.

However, this town is not rich, and the merchants who travel from north to south all buckle the ropes, so after the performance, when the young man took his hat and went around begging for money, he gained very little.

Most of the people were jubilant when they saw it, but when they saw the young man coming with his hat, they turned around and pretended to eat and drink.

Some even gave him a blank look, saying that he had become so bad, and he was embarrassed to ask Lao Tzu for money?

The boy choked on him, and did not argue, silently handed over his hat, and when no one gave it, he went elsewhere.

The little carpenter walked the rivers and lakes, knowing a little, called "no gentleman does not raise an artist", and he also deeply understood the difficulties of these people who sell art in the rivers and lakes, so when the man came, he lost fifty copper plates and handed them to the other party.

This was probably the biggest reward the boy had ever received, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he kept throwing his hands at the little carpenter to express his gratitude.

The little carpenter waved his hand, but he didn't want to say anything.

In fact, he has always felt that there is not much difference between himself and this face-changing posterity.

Gu Baiguo has been working hard these days, and the amount of food is getting better and better, and the food is terrible, the little carpenter has long been accustomed to it, and he put more thoughts around.

After he saw that the pair of grandfathers and grandsons had won the money, he went to the store and bought a bowl of Yangchun noodles, that is, vegetarian soup noodles, a bowl of two chopsticks, squatted in the corner, and ate it carefully.

This surprised him a little, because although the harvest was not much, it was still possible to buy two bowls of noodles or even more food.

But they ate a bowl, and when they saw the young man's eyes on the food in the bowl, they knew that they were not hungry.

On the contrary, the boy was at the age of growing his body, and he could be said to be greedy for food.

But he was able to hold back, inhaling non-stop, stretching his chopsticks as little as possible, expecting the old man to be able to eat more.

The little carpenter is not a good person, but when he saw this, he couldn't help but recall himself at the beginning, so he stopped the proprietress who walked by and said, "Excuse me, help the grandfather and grandson to bring two more bowls of noodles, add some cheeks, and the money will be counted in my account." ”

When the proprietress heard this, she glanced at him and said with a smile: "Brother Housheng's kind heart......

When she had finished speaking, she turned to leave, and in a short time she served a large bowl of noodles to each of the grandfathers and grandsons, poured a spoonful of oily cheeks, and pointed to them.

When the grandfather and grandson heard this, they were about to come over and thank him, but the little carpenter stopped him from a distance.

He waved his hand and wouldn't let them come over to thank him.

He couldn't listen to those kind words.

The old man who played the erhu knew what was going on, so he didn't come over, but shook his hand at him to express his gratitude.

On the other side, Gu Baiguo also finished eating, she put the rice bowl on the table, burped, smiled coquettishly, and said that she was finally full.

The little carpenter smiled helplessly, but Gu Baiguo said in a low voice: "There is something wrong with the owner and lady of this inn, let's be careful tonight." ”

"Huh?"

The little carpenter was stunned for a moment, and said with some puzzlement: "What's the matter?" ”

While asking, he went to look at the proprietress who greeted the guests, and the triangular-eyed boss behind the account desk, but was stopped by Gu Baiguo.

She whispered: "Don't look at other people, others are very powerful cultivators, you have nothing to do to look at others, others will pay attention to you, and even think about you-just like me, if you don't know, you will be safe......

The little carpenter no longer looked directly, but looked at it with his spare eyes, and did not feel any difference between the middle-aged and greasy middle-aged couple.

He couldn't tell if the other party was a cultivator or not.

However, as Gu Baiguo said, even if the other party is a cultivator, it actually has nothing to do with them.

The room fee is reserved, and the food needs to be paid in cash, so the little carpenter went to meet the account, and then went to the backyard to rest.

In the past few days, the little carpenter and Gu Baiguo need to wash, and the two of them entered the room and went to take a shower.

The little carpenter took a bath quickly, and after being refreshed, he felt that all his troubles had disappeared, and he was about to go back to his room to sleep, but he heard a commotion at the door of the hotel, and then the little carpenter heard someone shouting: "An Lin, Wang Ling, you two hurry up and get out of here for me to die." ”

This shouting and scolding was like rolling thunder, passing overhead and rumbling.

The little carpenter heard the strength of the shouter from this roar, and was a little frightened, so he couldn't help but run out, from the backyard to the front yard, and finally came to the shop, but saw a dozen big men blocking the door, and a man with a full beard, carrying a ghost-headed knife, walked into the front hall.

When he came, he saw the man raising his foot, kicking the face-changing boy in the chest, and shouting, "Don't get in the way." ”

The young man rose into the air, and when he fell, he vomited blood in his mouth, and the old man hurriedly ran over to help, shouting: "Jie Zai......"

Before his words fell, the man waved the ghost head knife in his hand: "you." ”

The knife fell, but the old man's head flew up directly.

Blood spurted to the ground.

When everyone saw it, they realized that these people were fierce and unreasonable, screaming and running away, some jumped out of the window, some ran in the direction of the front and back yards, and some people ran to the gang in a panic, but they were kicked away.

The beard slashed and killed people, and roared again: "An Laoqi, Wang Poniang, hurry up and ...... out."

After speaking, he raised his knife again and swung it at the frightened face-changing boy.

Kill without blinking......