Thunder and thunder, torrential rain hit, mud filled the courtyard, and horses' hooves convulsed. The wind was raging, and the demons in the post station were mixed and murderous, but Guo Lin and his party did not notice anything unusual. The fat killing immortal deliberately found fault, and the wind was arrogant and cold and fought with him in the rainstorm. Half of the bearded body was buried in the mud by Feng Aohan, and Feng Aohan was covered in scaly wounds, and his hair was soaked in blood.

The bearded man raised his head and went crazy: "Bah! This broken knife, Lao Tzu spent three years to get it! The swordsmith said that this knife is strong when it is strong, and even you can't beat a little kid." ”

Feng Aohan: "Sword forger, go on, if I am satisfied, I will let you go!"

Feng Aohan covered the umbrella, and the bearded man spoke.

Bearded: "That year, I robbed several rich families in foreign countries and made a lot of money." In order to strengthen Fangshan Mountain, I took my brother to find a powerful swordsmith, but the swordsmith refused to forge a sword for us, so I took his son under control. ”

The bearded man coughed, "In order to save his son, the swordsmith exchanged this weapon with me. The swordsman said that this was an ancestral knife, not his own hand, but it was absolutely powerful, and now it seems that it is only a broken knife. Sure enough, those who don't spend money are not good goods. When I get out, I'll go to the sword master! and lie to me that this is worth tens of millions, phew!

Feng Aohan: "Killing immortals and learning from each other has had bargaining chips since ancient times." If you have lost, the sword is mine!"

Bearded: "I'm going to use it to theorize, why send it to you, don't send it!"

Feng Aohan took out a string of change from his arms: "Give! Ten gold bars, in exchange for a knife that will be thrown away by you!"

Bearded: "Is this fart useful, you still use money to buy it, you are sick!"

Feng Aohan: "To sell or not to sell? ”

Bearded: "Don't sell! Get me out!"

Feng Aohan: "Three gold bars, sell them or not!"

Feng Aohan leaned back his umbrella, his beard was hit by the rainstorm, and Feng Aohan pretended to turn away.

The bearded man came to his senses: "It wasn't ten just now, why are there only three roots?

Feng Aohan turned around: "Do you want to sell two?"

The bearded man immediately changed his face: "Whoever loves this broken knife wants it, whoever wants it, bring the gold bars." ”

After receiving the gold bar, the bearded man threw the knife on the ground, and when the knife fell to the ground, Feng Aohan actually heard a cry. Feng Aohan thought he was hallucinating, he picked up the knife and smiled. The bearded man bit the gold bar with his teeth. Feng Aohan held an umbrella and stood next to the bearded man, looking at the old knife carefully.

Bearded: "Boy, what do you want this broken knife for? It's not powerful at all! Get me out." ”

Feng Aohan: "Collect the weapons of the loser!"

When the words fell, Feng Aohan's left foot condensed the murderous aura, and kicked in each of the four directions of the mud pit of the beard, the mud pit was loosened, and the bearded man's body could move and he could crawl out. Halfway through the climb, he was still stuck in the mud.

"Boy, I still can't get out. ”

"Waiting." ”

Bearded: "You kid is crazy, but I like it, leave this station, the next time I see you, I must defeat you!"

Feng Aohan came back to the post station with a broken knife, the bearded man was trapped in the mud pit, and the bearded brothers rushed out of the post station to help, the bearded man was arrogant, but he was not an unreasonable and extreme person, he did not ask his brothers to take revenge on Feng Aohan.

The Book of Demons: "If you find one more thing, you can smelt iron into a knife." ”

Feng Aohan: "What do I think, this thing doesn't look like a treasure knife, how can the bronze on this surface be peeled off?"

Feng Aohan returned to his seat on the second floor. There are some flowers, birds and beasts carved on the bronze knife surface, the blade is very blunt, and the appearance is very dilapidated. Feng Aohan begged the shopkeeper for a piece of cloth to wrap the object, and then carried it behind his back. The rain washed away the traces of the fight, the rain whipped against the rubble of the roof, the fire was lit in the house, and the smell of roasted sheep whipped the sense of smell. The tea was unpalatable, the buns were unpalatable, and everyone put it down after taking a bite.

Feng Aohan sat by the window, he pushed open the window, a face full of ravines suddenly appeared, Feng Aohan was startled, and when he looked at it, he knew that it was the old man in the stable, the old man looked panicked and very scared, his clothes were soaked, and he was lying on the edge of the window. The old man didn't move at all when he went up to the eaves, and Meng Yatou was amazed at the high level of this old man's light work.

Feng Aohan: "What are you doing here, is it okay to enter the house?"

Old man: "Come out quickly, let's go!"

Guo Lin: "It's raining, what are you going to go!"

The old man looked left and right, his eyes wide and incoherent.

The old man: "Hurry up, I'll be waiting for you at the stables, and if you don't come out, I'll drive your carriage away." ”

A strange scent of flowers wafted in.

The old man turned his head and glanced behind him: "She's here!"

The old man seemed to have seen something terrible, his feet slipped, and he fell directly from the second-floor windowsill, and there was a cart full of weeds at the door of the first floor, and the old man fell onto the haystack, and he turned over and fell to the ground nimbly, and ran straight to the stable.

Guo Lin stood by the windowsill, "The injured person, his movements are still so agile?"

Feng Aohan: "Uninjured people, what's so difficult this time!"

The door of the post station was knocked on, and the shopkeeper opened the door. The wind and rain were blowing, and the curtain was torn down. Three men wearing hats walked in. Two young ladies walked ahead, followed by a man wearing a beaded curtain and purple gauze hat.

The place where the purple gauze girl passed, the fragrance of flowers was abnormal. The woman wearing the hat has a waist as thin as a snake, and an incense burner the size of a palm hangs from her belt.

The wind was howling, the skirt was fluttering, and the shopkeeper hurriedly brought a chair and put it in front of the door. The girl sat down, and an oppressive murderous aura permeated the red station, and the yafin in the post station was silent.

The door of the inn was closed, the curtains by the windows were lowered, and the shopkeepers lit candles. The guy in the store brought a huge black jar. The black altar has no lid, and it contains liquid, which smells like wine. The jar stood in the wayway. The girl got up from the chair, then landed on the ground with one foot and stepped on the chair domineeringly, and then the guys rushed out of the back kitchen. There were people with tables, chairs, and knives, and there were more than two dozen people in all. Tables and chairs were placed next to the black jar.

The shopkeeper walked over and whispered, "Boss, it's done!"

The young woman took out a bag from her bosom and took out a pill from the bag. The shopkeeper hurriedly took the pill and swallowed it directly, without the slightest hesitation in between. Feng Aohan really wanted to leave this place.

Jingba touched his beard and stood up and shouted, "Who is this girl? What is this for? The rain has stopped, and we have to hurry!"

Shopkeeper: "She is our proprietress and Miss Tucheng!"

The proprietress took off the beaded curtain hat, her black hair hung down, her skin was not bloody, her eyebrows were clear, and she was very lovely. When the idiot who poured the wine saw this woman, he forgot the wine jug in his hand, and only looked at the face of the proprietress, the wine had overflowed, ran to the table, and dripped on his pants.

Feng Aohan was stunned, the noblely dressed woman in the hall was actually the woman who wanted to devour Feng Aohan in Yun Guyuan. Feng Aohan tore off the corner of his clothes and tied it to his face as a mask.

Feng Aohan: "Let's cover your face too!"

The thrush tore off her clothes to cover her face, and Meng Yatou glanced at the proprietress before covering her face with a handkerchief.

Tong Ming Gongzi: "What are you?"

Feng Aohan: "You don't know, and give up the magic book, inform everyone!"

Feng Aohan took off the Demon Crossing Book, they made two tables together, and then put the Demon Crossing Book on the table, everyone pressed their palms against the book, and a few beams of light flew into the brain, and everyone began to see Feng Aohan's previous experience. In just one minute, like a movie replay, everyone immediately understood why the three of them covered their cheeks.

Guo Lin: "What are you afraid of?"

Feng Aohan: "The Book of Demons tells me that this woman should not be provoked. ”

At this time, the shopkeeper used a wooden spoon to fill a bowl of wine from the black wine jar. The proprietress picked up the drink and spoke.

Hostess: "The rain is about to stop, if you want to go out, just drink a bowl of this drink." ”

A man rushed over and looked at the bowl of wine. The white earthen bowl contains a liquid like urine, and the corpses of insects are floating in the liquid, which is very scary to look at.

"What the hell is this, who the fuck dares to drink?"

Hostess: "Don't even think about walking out of this post station if you don't drink!"

The proprietress said: "If you don't drink this wine, you don't want to go out!"

"Just you?"

Hostess: "I set up an enchantment for this inn. ”

Jingba: "So what? You put up an enchantment, can you charge more?"

The proprietress said: "There is an enchantment in the store, just wait for it." The drinks you drink are put together with this barrier, and they have the effect of suppressing the murderous aura. Now I have the final say. The more you drink, the more you suppress!"

Jingba looked at Feng Aohan on the second floor.

Jingba sighed: "My murderous spirit was weakened like this, no wonder I lost to a child." It's raining outside, so I won't go out for the time being, and I have to get the knife back from this kid's hand. ”

Hostess: "The rain outside has stopped, let's drink and go out!"

Feng Aohan pushed open the window, thought about it carefully, and then came to his senses.

Feng Aohan thought in his heart, "The sky was clear just now, and suddenly the rainstorm plummeted. Then came to this weird red station. I had fought with the bearded man in the rain before, and although I was soaking wet, after returning to the house, within a few minutes, my clothes were dry. The woman was lying. Not only did she lay an enchantment in the store, but she also laid an enchantment with the post station as the center and extended a mile outward. It's not real rain, it's just an illusion. ”

Jingba: "Listen to the sound, the rain is getting heavier and heavier!"

Hostess: "Oh! ”

The proprietress turned around and angrily kicked at the door, although she was wearing a skirt, but this kick was clean and the door opened. The rain had stopped, but the ground was very dry, and the burial pit left by the battle between the bearded man and the wind and the cold just now had disappeared.

Jingba took a few steps back: "What...... How is that possible?"

The proprietress said: "Seeing is believing, hearing is false." Drink and go, get out of my mother's place!"

Jingba: "Where are you sacred, and what is this wine for?"

The proprietress "This wine is called Lian!"

A man walked up to the proprietress tremblingly, and he whispered, give me a bowl. The proprietress poured a bowl for the man, and the man drank the wine with a sad face and a fishy smell, the bowl was empty, and after a few seconds, nothing happened. The man smiled and carried the burden and was about to leave, but the proprietress pulled him and asked him to wait, the man was frightened by the aura of the proprietress and could only wait, and after waiting for a few minutes, nothing happened, and the proprietress let the man go.

Seeing the man leave unharmed, the customers in the store felt more and more strange about this place, and they crowded forward to ask for the smelly wine.

Feng Aohan wanted to know what the drink was. He took advantage of the chaos to rush forward, picked up a bowl of wine and sniffed it. A foul smell swept through the nasal passages. Feng Aohan said in his heart: "Beast boy urine, demon blood, broken demon whip, what is this for?"

"This wicked woman is very bad. This is demon refining wine!"