A farce ended, and the people who poked their heads out of the teahouse to see the excitement also shrank back.

Xijing followed Li Liuchen upstairs, the business of the teahouse was good, the seats were almost full, and he could only make a table with people in the corner.

Fortunately, there are many people in the teahouse, and those who wear hats, veils, and masks will not be too conspicuous.

Xijing was puzzled, according to the distance, it was too late to rest in the next town, he deliberately stayed again and came to the teahouse to listen to books, is there something to do?

Thinking about it this way, Xijing is a little looking forward to it.

For example, because the storyteller said bad things about him, the listeners echoed him, and in a fit of rage, he washed the teahouse in blood.

No, forget it...... The task limited his guilt value, and her current martial arts had no possibility of doing it for her.

Mr. Storyteller said energetically on the stage, talking about a certain hero's righteous and courageous actions a year ago, and he repelled several members of the Demon Sect with the power of one person, and he became famous for a while.

The atmosphere in the teahouse was very lively, and everyone in the audience listened to books with relish or talked about what they had heard recently.

Xijing glanced at the guests in the teahouse, and a small number of people were sitting upright, and their eyes also swept over the crowd, as if they were looking for something. They sat scattered, but formed a complete encirclement, with people at the doorway and at the railing, as if they were encircling someone.

"Da!" The storyteller tapped the small drum at hand, and the story was in the right place, "I want to hear what happens next, and I will know next time!" ”

When the words landed, the teahouse became very quiet inexplicably, and the people who were originally discussing it seemed to have discovered the problem.

At the table of Liu Daxia, who was teaching people at the door of the teahouse just now, a brown-clothed man with a sword slowly stood up and walked through the crowd to the table in the corner.

There were four people at the table, all dressed lightly, all of them were from the rivers and lakes.

Three of them had puzzled expressions, as if they were wondering if the person who came by knew him.

The remaining man in dark brown was drinking tea with a teacup, his swallowed Adam's apple rolling up and down, and the cup of tea was quickly gone.

Before the man in brown could speak, the man drinking the tea threw the teacup and flipped sideways to jump out of the teahouse through the nearest window.

"Uhh

The short brown man retreated in panic, and was almost attacked by the dagger that slashed at him.

At this time, the people who had been ambushed in the teahouse also stood up one after another and surrounded the man.

Ordinary people who usually come to drink tea immediately ran downstairs when they saw this situation, for fear that they would hurt themselves in a fight. The rest of the uninformed people intuitively stepped aside to watch, asking each other if anyone knew what the situation was.

The two people sitting at the same table had already walked away, Xijing looked at Li Liuchen, he was leisurely, slowly poured a cup of tea into the cup, lifted the hat and planned to take a sip.

Perhaps he thought the tea was too coarse, so he put it back on the table without tasting it.

He glanced at the short brown man who was surrounded, and seemed to be talking to himself, and as if he was speaking to her.

He said: "Now there is a vacancy in the land, and his qualifications and potential are good in the thirty-six stars, but it is a pity that he was blinded by a woman and betrayed his identity and whereabouts...... It's a shame. ”

The short brown man was the killer of the Night Maple Pavilion, and Li Liuchen seemed to know the accurate news of the siege by the righteous people.

He didn't give a word of notice, and he didn't come to save people.

It's to see how this man died, and how much he hated the woman who betrayed him before he died.