Chapter 17: The Tavern
Jinyan Town, thousands of miles away from the capital of the Han Kingdom, used to be a relatively prosperous area, but because of the spread of a wisp of sword qi in the sword ruins, the people in the town left here one after another.
The town is now rarely inhabited, and a young man in a black robe with a hidden face stands out as he walks through the streets of the town. Naturally, this person is Xiao Lin.
Xiao Lin was recognized by his old man, so naturally he didn't waste time, and then quietly left the capital.
After several days of hurrying, Xiao Lin came to the dust and sand town closest to the Three Thousand Miles Sword Ruins.
In order to hide his appearance and identity, Xiao Lin wore a loose black robe, and his whole person's aura looked extremely gloomy.
"It's just that in Jinyan Town, which is close to the sword ruins, you can clearly feel the edge of that sword qi. Xiao Lin looked vigilantly at the uninhabited streets around him, and muttered to himself: "It is rumored that the sword cultivation can swing three thousand miles of sword qi with one sword, I'm afraid...... There is a high probability that he has not only touched the Tian Yuan Realm, but has even entered the Tian Yuan Realm. ”
With Xiao Lin's cultivation and mental nature in his previous life, he couldn't help frowning in the face of this overwhelming suppressive sword qi.
After walking for a while, Xiao Lin stopped walking, because there was a restaurant in front of him that was curling smoke. In this regard, Xiao Lin turned his eyes curiously: "There is a tavern in this rare and uninhabited place in Jinyan Town, which is a bit strange. ”
Seeing that the sky was gradually sinking down, Xiao Lin was tired of rushing around, but he was a little tired.
So, Xiao Lin pondered vigilantly, and then stepped into the door of the restaurant, not rushing forward.
When Xiao Lin stepped into the restaurant, he was greeted by three or five sparse wooden tables and a gray-haired old man.
The old man was dressed in a coarse linen robe, his face was loose and wrinkled, his messy hair was already snow-white and black, and his slightly sunken pupils made people feel a little palpitation.
In the entire hall of the restaurant, there seems to be only this old man, which is a little desolate.
However, what surprised Xiao Lin was not that there was no one in the restaurant, but that the old man was doing a strange thing - he was holding a piece of black iron thirty centimeters wide and constantly polishing it.
The grinding sound of the second pull and pull came into Xiao Lin's ears one after another, making him tense his mind.
"Grandpa, you're here, why are you still stunned? ”
At this moment, with a crisp sound, a girl rushed out of the backyard of the restaurant.
When the old man heard the sound, he was not moved at all, and continued to nest in the corner of the restaurant without raising his head, quietly polishing a piece of heavy iron in his hand. It's as if everything in this world has nothing to do with him, only the black iron in his hand.
The girl's face is slightly yellow, and her facial features are not exquisite, but she has an indescribable temperament that people dare not underestimate.
"Childe, what do you need?" the girl was wearing a pale white cloth robe, she hurriedly walked towards Xiao Lin, and said with a slight smile.
Xiao Lin looked at the strange old man and the girl in front of him quietly, and said lightly with a cold face: "Just serve some wine and food, and I want to stay overnight, I don't know if it's okay?"
"Of course, Childe, you wait a while, I'll go and prepare some food and drinks for you, and help you clean a first-class guest room by the way." The girl hurriedly responded with a chuckle, a pair of ethereal eyes narrowing slightly.
Xiao Lin nodded and slowly sat down at a table and chair.
Sinking together, the old man seemed to have entered the realm of selflessness, and the rhythm of polishing the heavy iron in his hand carried an indescribable charm. Xiao Lin couldn't see through this, and just quietly watched the old man's every move.
After a while, the girl quickly took some wine and food, interrupting Xiao Lin's mood of watching the old man sharpen iron: "Son, you still have to take care of the wine and food in the vulgar place, you use it slowly." ”
"Thank you, girl. Xiao Lin still maintained a cold look and nodded slightly.
With Xiao Lin's vast knowledge, he naturally knew that the wine and food were clean, so he was more relieved to eat it slowly.
Soon, the sky gradually darkened, and the restaurant girl had vacated a clean room and invited Xiao Lin in.
Of course, Xiao Lin didn't eat the overlord meal, and directly gave the girl ten taels of silver, which made the girl even happier, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was almost to her eyebrows.
After taking the silver, the girl spoke a lot to Xiao Lin very enthusiastically.
Naturally, Xiao Lin also learned the girl's name. Lan Yiyi is the name of the girl in the restaurant, and the old man who grinds iron is Lan Yiyi's grandfather. According to Lan Yiyi, she and her grandfather depended on each other for their lives, and they were exiled to Jinyan Town ten years ago, so they tidied up this restaurant to make a living.
Although there are few people settled in Jinyan Town, there are also people who frequent it. After all, Jinyan Town is the closest to the Sword Ruins, and many people are eager to get some opportunities from the Sword Ruins.
Therefore, Lan Yiyi opened this small restaurant in Jinyan Town, and occasionally earning a sum of silver was enough for her and her grandfather to fill their stomachs.
After chatting casually, Xiao Lin didn't have much interest, turned around and stepped into the guest room, closing the doors and windows.
"This place...... It's really funny. Xiao Lin sat cross-legged on the bed, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then began to draw qi into his pulse, ready to prepare well before stepping into the sword ruins.
With one exhale and one inhalation, the vitality slowly flowed to all parts of his body along Xiao Lin's meridians.
Slowly, Xiao Lin's momentum became stronger and stronger.
Rumble!
A muffled snort that could only be heard by Xiao Lin himself sounded, Xiao Lin's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he took a long breath: "After precipitating for some days, I finally re-entered the middle stage of the Qi Yuan Realm." ”
Xiao Lin clenched his fists, feeling that his strength had increased several times compared to before, and he was more confident to go to the Land of Sword Ruins.
The night was silent and silent.
As the sky opened his eyes dimly, Xiao Lin came downstairs and said hello to Lan Yiyi: "Miss Lan, thank you for your hospitality yesterday." ”
Watching Xiao Lin walk towards the door step by step, Lan Yiyi blinked her ethereal eyes and chuckled: "Childe go slowly, if you have the chance, please come and take care of the business of the small shop." ”
Xiao Lin nodded slightly in response, and then stepped out of the door of the restaurant, leaving behind a black elongated arrogant and cold back.
When Xiao Lin just stepped out of the door, the old man who was still polishing the black iron in the corner of the wall with his head bowed silently raised his head slowly and glanced at Xiao Lin's back.
The old man's hollow and silent eyes only glanced at Xiao Lin's back hurriedly, then lowered it again, and then continued to polish the black iron in his hand.
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