Leaving the Mille-Layered Ridge, you will be greeted by undulating hills. As dusk falls, the evening breeze is cool, and to the delight of travelers, smoke rises from the depths of the mountains and forests ahead, and fireworks appear in the lonely wilderness.

By the time the team reached the entrance to a village, it was already dark. There is a signboard hanging on a big tree on the side of the road, the signboard is swaying in the cool breeze of twilight, and a few words are faintly recognizable: "Pingzhuang Inn." "Not far from the signboard, there are several thatched huts standing on the side of the road.

"This mage has never seen any of these houses before, it may be this inn." Dementia mage said.

When everyone walked to the house and found that the doors and windows were closed, the demented mage stepped forward and knocked on the wooden door.

"Who?" Someone in the room asked loudly.

"Hey! Shopkeeper, you haven't slept, I'm a passerby, I want to borrow your store for a night, I don't know if there are any vacancies? The demented mage said kindly.

A small door opened on the door, and a green-faced man poked his head out and looked back and shouted, "Second uncle, it's an old guest with a few young guests!" ”

"Let the guests in!"

As he spoke, the lights in the house came on.

When everyone walked into the house, they saw that there were two shopkeepers, an old man and a young man, in the dim light. The old green-faced man said: "Guests, please take a seat, a group of bandits from Qinglong Mountain just came and robbed our store of money and food, so that we don't dare to open the door to do business." ”

The demented mage said in surprise: "Shopkeeper, it can't be from Qinglong Mountain, right?" Qinglong Mountain is still far from here. It must be a group of drunkards from Yelang Town, who have no money to buy alcohol and drink so they pretend to be people from Qinglong Mountain to rob, and the accent of the shopkeeper looks like a Xizhou person. ”

"The old customer guessed accurately! We are from Linhai, Xizhou, and the year before last, a tsunami washed away our home, so we had to come to Tianling to join distant relatives and open this small shop at the entrance of this village. Opened in the spring of this year, the country shop does some small business, the outhouse is the dining room, and the inner room has ten beds for accommodation, so let's take a look at the inner room first. Miaozi, light the lights in the back room and let the guests see! ”

The young man, who was called Miaozi, opened the door of the inner room, and then lit the oil lamp, and the demented mage and Wang Fan stood up and went into the inner room to inspect the ten single wooden beds covered with a layer of straw mats.

The demented mage looked at it and felt very satisfied, and said to Wang Fan: "The moon is dark and the wind is high tonight, and it is more comfortable to live in the house than to spend the night in the wilderness." ”

Wang Fan sniffed and said, "The air in the house smells bad!"

The man immediately responded: "Oh, it smells good, but there are no guests for the past two days, and I am afraid that some wild beast will come into the house to find food, so I closed the window, and when I open the window, it will smell good after a while!" ”

The guy said, "Squeak! Squeak! "Two windows were opened.

"Hey, do you want to come and have a look?" Wang Fan shouted back.

Kapok Zi shouted in a loud voice: "Hey, no need, let the shopkeeper get some food quickly, sleep well when you are full!" I'm tired, hungry and sleepy! ”

The demented mage walked back to the dining room and said, "Owner, this mage has heard of a famous dish called stewed three-eyed worms with oolong grass in this area, and there should be a big jar!" ”

"Alas, there was originally one in the store, but it was all robbed and eaten by those robbers, and I had to go to the big family in the village behind the house to buy it." Said the shopkeeper.

"Then go to the village and buy it! It's enough for so many of us to eat! In addition, add a basket of bread, the meal fee and the accommodation fee are calculated together, and we will be frequent customers in the future, and the shopkeeper cannot charge expensive! The dementia mage said seriously.

"Yes, yes, the store only earns the opening fee, and the meal fee is as much as you charge, but the price of the three-eyed insect stewed in oolong grass is not cheap, a can costs two hundred yuan, and the guest is a large room all-inclusive, one hundred and twenty yuan a night, plus the bread and service charge, the guest pays four hundred yuan first, and then settles the number when he leaves the store tomorrow." The old shopkeeper said with a serious expression.

"Okay, this mage has a high-grade gold ingot, and a piece of high-grade gold is worth at least five hundred yuan!" The demented mage said as he reached for gold in his arms.

"Mage, we all brought gold." Shang Lin stepped forward to stop him.

The demented mage smiled: "Hey, the king of Guhe gave this mage so much gold just to use it on the road." Spend money on expensive customers, don't bother! As he spoke, he took out the gold bag, which he opened unhurriedly, and the pile of gold shining under the oil lamp stunned the old shopkeeper and his fellows.

The demented mage took out a gold coin and shook it in front of the old shopkeeper and said triumphantly: "Shopkeeper, look at this gold ingot, this is the best gold treasure from the palace in the princess city, this gold treasure will be given to you first, you should go to the village to buy food, the taste must be good and the portion must be sufficient, otherwise, this gold treasure will be returned to the mage!" ”

The old shopkeeper looked at the pile of gold in front of him in a daze, and the young man reacted quickly, he took the gold coin in the hand of the demented mage and said, "Second uncle, let's buy food for the guests quickly!" ”

"Ahh Yes! The old shopkeeper said as if he had just woken up from a dream, and then his fellow men rushed away as if he had lost his soul.

"Hey! Mage, you're scaring them stupid with so much gold! Ama laughed.

The dementia mage put away the gold bag and smiled happily: "Hey, it feels good to be rich!" Although these two Xizhou people have not seen much of the world, this master can read the faces, and their hearts are not bad, so you can rest assured that you can have a good night's sleep. ”

Kapok said happily: "Hey, I'm right, there will be a lot of strange things happening in this kind of country hotel, and there will be grass insects to eat later!"

"Hey, Kapok, uh! If you want to eat worms, you just wait, uh! I don't eat insects, Hu, let's go to sleep! Belch! Zhen'er hiccups and Ah Hu into the back room, she has been angry since she ate the red fruit.

Ah Hu consumes a lot of energy because of climbing mountains and mountains, but there is no sunlight to replenish in time, and his walking is already a little shaky.

The companions laughed as they watched the backs of the two depart.

Sit and wait for the delicious famous dishes, and everyone chats. Kapok smiled and said, "Hey, mage, you said several times that you would look at your face, can you show me?" See if you're right. ”

The demented mage squinted at Kapok for a while and said, "Your guest is born with a noble appearance!" The face is fat and the neck is thick, you don't have to worry about eating and wearing, the skin is thick, the mouth is big, and you are anxious to talk! ”

The four teenagers laughed.

Ama stopped laughing and said, "Mage, I'm a little confused, why are you famous if you don't know how to transfigulate?" ”

The dementia mage smugly "Hey! Hey! He laughed twice, "Don't hide it from you, this mage is famous for being done by an apprentice, and he taught this mage the ability to look at his face." ”

Wang Fan immediately corrected: "Master, you are wrong, others taught you to look at the appearance of the master, why are you an apprentice?"

"Hey, it was he who first worshipped Master Ben as a teacher to learn swordsmanship, so he is an apprentice, and he is a disciple of Master Ben. Since I have nothing to do now, I would like to tell you how the demented master was made famous by this disciple who opened the door. ”

The four teenagers were in high spirits, and they forgot about the fatigue of the journey, holding their breath and listening to the fame of the demented mage.