The carriage was exposed to the lights of the liquor store and attracted the attention of all the awake people in the shop.

Because the driver was a teenager about seventeen or eighteen years old, and the boy was carrying three **s, one on his waist and two on his back.

He reclined in front of the carriage, looking lazy, and only when the carriage had come to a halt did he stretch his waist, yawn, and slipped off the carriage.

The boy got out of the car and lifted the curtain.

"Reading in the car again, if you are blind, see how you can get married in the future." As he spoke, the boy picked up a sickly-looking yellow-haired girl from the carriage.

"If you can't get married, you can't get married, then I'll make a living reading in the future." When the yellow-haired girl spoke, she reluctantly closed the book in her hand, revealing the word "Liang Zhu" on the cover.

"I really don't understand you as a little girl, a story of love and love, and I still read it and forgot to sleep and eat, so I wouldn't buy books if I knew it."

"The "Smiling Proud Jianghu" that you can watch when you have time is not written by Nie everyone, who writes love stories?"

"yes, it was the same person."

"Humph!"

The shopkeeper, who had just finished greeting two Taoist priests, turned around and saw another guy with so many blades.

The shopkeeper is not very old, but he ushered in five or six years, knowing that such a young man, with shallow experience in the rivers and lakes, is biased and angry, loves face, likes to be willful, and fights if he disagrees.

So he didn't dare to be the slightest slack, pinched his thigh, and cheered up to serve, for fear that a young man would accidentally offend the young man and attract a bloody disaster.

"Listen to the accents of the two guest officers, aren't they from Jiangnan?"

"On the other side of the Yellow River, at the other end of the mountain, the grassland comes up."

"No wonder the guest officer looks a little different, what does the guest officer want to eat?"

"In the middle of the night, if there is anything delicious, come down with two bowls of noodles, be fast."

"What kind of noodles do you want to eat?"

"Yangchun noodles."

When he was waiting for the noodles to come up, the young man's eyes that were as bright as the stars twinkled not far away, and the two Taoist priests who were drinking by the railing glanced at them, and turned around and whispered to the yellow-haired girl.

The young man poured a cup of hot tea for the girl, and said a little lazily: "Ye Ye, I have inquired, this Fenglin Station is the boundary of Guobei County, and Lanruo Temple is in Guobei County." I thought that there would be many difficulties and obstacles to run such a long way, but I didn't expect it to be so smooth along the way, but it came earlier. ”

The yellow-haired girl Ye Ye took a sip of hot tea, her pale face seemed to have a little more flush, and her spirit seemed to be a little better, and she replied quietly: "Wu Lan, there is still half a year before the Yu Lan Festival, where is it just a little early." ”

The young Wu Lan couldn't help but laugh a little embarrassed when he heard this: "It's not a slight error in the calculation, but it's better to come early than late, and the birds that get up early will have worms." Wouldn't it be more time for you to heal if you came early? ”

"But don't the enlightened monks in Nalanruo Temple have rules for curing diseases, and they don't leave the customs until the day of the Yu Lan Festival every year?" Ye Yeliu frowned slightly, and asked worriedly.

"The monks in the temple are vegetarians, your young master and my three knives are not vegetarians, they have to talk about the rules, and your young master and my knives will set up another rule. It's not like you don't know that this journey has been thousands of miles, and if it weren't for the sharp knife in my hand, there would have been no delay. Wu Lan unstabbed the three knives on his body, slapped them on the table, and replied with confidence.

"Guest officer, your Yangchun noodles."

While the boy and girl were talking, the shopkeeper brought two large bowls of noodles.

Ye Ye looked at the sea bowl that was the size of a small basin in her eyes, and said with a sad face: "Where can I eat so many noodles." ”

Wu Lan smiled: "You can't finish eating, I'll eat." Half the size eats the poor man, and the young master is growing his body. ”

"You've eaten a lot in the past few years, but in the last year, you don't seem to have grown much."

"Didn't they grow, why do I think the shoes have become smaller."

"I walked a lot, and I went barefoot. What if I continue like this and become a Bigfoot in the future? ”

The young Wu Lan was exposed by the little maid to the face of the fact that he was not strong enough and not long enough, and suddenly glared at Ye Ye with some annoyance: "It's a pity that your words have to be so smart, and you don't want to be a fortune teller." ”

Ye Ye retorted forcefully and reasonably: "But fortune tellers are all men, and I am a girl, so it is inconvenient to show my head." ”

The young man's knife is of course extremely sharp, but it is not as sharp as his own little maid in terms of tongue, and seeing that he can't argue with the girl, he immediately changed the topic a little unwillingly: "Don't eat and speak, concentrate on eating noodles." ”

Wu Lan wanted to use noodles to block Ye Ye's mouth, but as soon as his chopsticks moved, before he could pick up the noodles, he heard someone say in his ear: "Be careful that noodles may be poisonous." ”

Can the noodles be poisonous?

Wu Lan's heart tightened, and she subconsciously reached out and firmly held Ye Ye's arm, preventing Ye Ye from sending the noodles sandwiched in the chopsticks into her mouth.

The fragrant pasta was close in front of him, but he couldn't eat it in his mouth, Ye Ye was stunned and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Wu Lan said in a deep voice: "Don't eat noodles first. ”

Ye Ye and Wu Lan relied on each other for their lives, knowing that Wu Lan was not such an unreasonable person, and there was a reason for every move, so he let go of his hand and put down his chopsticks.

The boy is very confident, and no one can lurk in his ears without knowing it. He stopped Ye Ye's noodle eating move, only then turned his head and looked at the other end, and sure enough, he saw a monk standing there with a smile and nodding at him.

Next to the monk, there was also a man in a green robe.

A monk and a layman, all of them are as clear as the moon, which makes people see it like a spring breeze.

Wu Lan nodded, and pushed the sea bowl slightly with his left hand, and the sea bowl was immediately pushed out, drawing an arc, and finally fell smoothly to the side of the door, without even spilling a drop of noodle soup.

"Good internal strength!"

The young man showed such a palm, and Wang Lin over there looked at it and couldn't help but cheer in his heart.

The black dog guarding the door was startled by the sudden sea bowl, and when he saw clearly that the bay was filled with steaming pasta, he probably thought it was pie in the sky, and pounced on it and ate it in a big gulp. However, before he could finish eating, he suddenly let out a miserable scream, then foamed at the mouth, fell to the ground softly, convulsed a few times, and bled to death.

Ye Ye was still a little inexplicable before, and was taken aback when he saw the black dog eating noodles and dying, and the death was extremely terrifying.

"The car and boat shop is not guilty, and it should be killed."

Wu Lan was furious, and his murderous aura was so thick that it was like weaving for an instant.

With a bang, the cold light appeared, ** was out of the sheath, and the blue light was like washing.

In the blink of an eye, the table and stool next to it were cut in half, and the knife power destroyed by the sword light stretched out, destroying and decaying, cracking a ravine in the ground and rushing towards the counter.

He wanted to kill the chickens and monkeys, kill the shopkeeper, and then take down the shopkeeper for questioning.

Seeing that the shopkeeper in front of the counter was caught off guard and couldn't dodge, he was about to be cut in half by the strength of the knife, and suddenly two large tables flew obliquely.

With a click, the big table was smashed in the air one after another.

The fragments fell, as if the shopkeeper who was stupid by the shock, and there was a bright red blood bead in the center of his eyebrows.

Finally reacted, wiped the coldness on his forehead, and the shopkeeper collapsed to the ground in surprise.

Wu Lan was possessed by three knives, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the two Taoist priests who were leisurely drinking and chanting poetry a moment ago, because just now these two Taoist priests kicked out two tables respectively at the last moment and saved the shopkeeper.

The corners of Wu Lan's mouth moved slightly, and he slowly pulled out the knife, double knife.

"Stupid Central Plains people, nosy people don't live long."

On the roof of the liquor store, a young man with a wooden box on his shoulder, looking down with the big eyes of a thief, is writing hard. If Wang Lin sees it, he will be able to recognize it on the spot, this is the little secret agent of the Yin Yuan Huihai character department chasing the wind. No one knows when he arrived, or when he hid on the rooftop, quietly exploring the secrets.

"Wu Lan, from the prairie, carrying three knives, rain pills, drinking ice, and royal souls, anger in his chest, murder knife behind his back, known as the three swords of the grassland, mantra, stupid Central Plains people!"

"Ye Ye, Wu Lan's maid, followed Wu Lan to the Central Plains to see a doctor, and likes to read Nie's novels."

The situation is dangerous, and it is easy to divide at the touch of a button.

But at this moment, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a man rode alone to the shop.