Before noon, a group of people met at the Yuelai Inn in Baisha City.

Dong Shumin saw that Xin Tianyou was wearing a set of Confucian clothes that she had found out of nowhere, took off the robe of the ranger and rolled it into a ball, giggling non-stop.

After a while, I asked again, how did the red pimple beans squeeze out, how did they grow taller, and how did they shine all over...... When I used to live in a cave, if the lamp ran out of oil, would your master use you as a candle and pestle?

Xiaotian, you have a lot of potential to be a magic stick!

Miss Dong made a conclusion.

The boy answered a few words at first, but the girl's questions soon changed from one to two, and two to four, and more and more. His head was big, so he had to hum and chirp to deal with it.

Fortunately, Miss Dong was in a hurry to watch the afternoon ring match, and she had to order a few sets of long clothes. After hastily eating lunch, he led Xiaoxiang Xiaolan to run quickly.

In theory, she should first go to Xiaoyao Bo Mansion, that is, the former Xiaoyao Hou Mansion to report. I said hello to Mrs. Hou, that is, my aunt, and then I lived there for the past few days.

But after she knew that after seeing her aunt, it would be inconvenient and unfree to enter and exit, so she simply took it upon herself to stay at the inn for one night. Anyway, a small yard was chartered, and there was no problem for more than a dozen people. Qiyun County is three hundred miles away, and my parents don't know.

Ma Kong once thought that it would cost one or two silver a day to live in Wangcheng, and it was purely because the frog at the bottom of the well had never seen the sky. The cost of accommodation in this small courtyard is three taels a day on weekdays, and it soars to five taels during the spring test, and the food expenses have to be calculated separately.

Zhao Jia stayed to guard a bunch of salutes and gold and silver treasures, Xintianyou changed into a set of son's clothes, carried three taels of broken silver, and went out.

Miss Dong warned that the ranger costume was worn outside the city, but it looked particularly silly inside the city. Walking up and down, everyone looked sideways.

It was easy to find Suzaku Avenue.

It is forbidden to ride horses, sit in sedan chairs, or cross all kinds of vehicles, just like the pedestrian street 10,000 years ago.

The flow of people is like a carp crossing the river, and the shops are lined up one after another, so it is not lively.

Xintianyou walked slowly, his eyes wandering, no different from a curious tourist.

Qiyun Restaurant came into view.

Among the restaurants on this street, it is one of the small to medium ones. The location is quite front, and the wooden structure has two floors. There are about ten tables of individual guests at the bottom, and there are full seats, and there are private rooms upstairs.

Judging from the half-new paint on the beams, columns and window lattices, it should have only been open for two or three years. Sun Shuo was indeed right, this building did not exist before.

Could it be that the mighty scribe foresaw the time of his arrival?

Xintianyou walked in front of the door and did not rush in. Never take a second look, and never take a second look.

In the middle of Suzaku Avenue, in a prime location, stands a three-story wood-and-stone concrete building. It occupies the land of dozens of small shops, and the decoration is magnificent, making it stand out from the crowd.

On the huge plaque, each gilded character is nearly a meter square, shining in the sun.

Fun Place!

Xintian amusement.

He had long regarded this famous gambling house as his own purse, and expressed satisfaction with its scale.

As he passed by the doorway, he glanced inside. Strangely, there was a stall on the left side of the hall. There are cards hanging on the wall, which read: Bing Hu loses, one hundred loses.

After entering the city, by listening to the discussions of the surrounding crowd, Xintianyou knew that the matter of his punishment of Liu Fei pretending to be an Arhat outside the south gate had not spread, and most of the people were paying attention to the ring match in the City God Temple.

Today's highlight is that at the end of the afternoon, Dong Shumin's cousin Xiaoyao Gongzi took the stage to fight Bing Hu.

In fact, it was also a battle between Hua and Zhou.

The Chinese always feel that the Xiaoshui Sword Sect protects the Zhou people and bullies themselves. Xintianyou stood outside the bureau, but he could see it clearly. If it weren't for the Xiaoshui monk to keep his promise, the Zhou Kingdom would not know how many times the Hua Kingdom had been destroyed. People now want to engage in peaceful evolution, if the army really moves south, who can stop it?

In this world, the weak eat the strong, the country has no righteous war, who calls you too broiler!

Zhou Ping, the owner of Leyoufang, although he is the nephew of Queen Zhou Mei and the Marquis of Peace in Huaguo, represents the Zhou people.

The Leyoufang gambling stall opened a loss of 100, and it must have gotten inside information, determined that Binghu won, and used high odds to deceive Chinese people to bet. If anyone dreams of a change, the pants will be lost.

In this way, Miss Dong's dumb cousin is a bit hanging.

Hehe, I heard that that guy didn't have any wine and wealth, and he was bent on the formation. He was ridiculed by the folk as a monk's life, and he didn't enjoy it during his lifetime, looking forward to ascending to heaven after death.

He is also the nephew of the King of the Apocalypse and the only heir to the throne of Hua.

Following this line of thought, Xintianyou reverie at will...... Walking and walking, I stopped.

Damn, this is a killing game that started with a conspiracy and gradually evolved into a conspiracy!

What a provocation, a bloody letter, a petition...... It's just a well-choreographed push. instigated national sentiment and forced the free boy to go to war.

The purpose is to beat him to death in the ring and kill the only hope of the royalists. Good soldiers do not cut blood, and justifiably include Hua into Zhou.

In his yet-to-be-clear plan to "cross the star field", the formation master will be a crucial part, and he can't let such a baby bump die.

Xin Tianyou looked at the sun, and it was only past one o'clock. It's still early, and the protagonist hasn't gone out yet, so there's no hurry.

Before I knew it, I walked through two streets and saw the high red walls of the palace. Across the street, bustling people poured into a business, with three words on the plaque, Treasure Pavilion.

Today's flow of people has been divided a lot by the Chenghuang Temple ring, why is it so lively, it won't be a trust, right?

Xintianyou muttered in his heart, and crossed the street with his legs.

He was missing a pearl of the night.

When inspecting the "Xinji Racecourse" bloody case in the execution room of the Dengfeng County Ya, if there was no moonlight that night, he would definitely be blind. At least, you can't find the invisible flying sword painted with alum water.