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When the old man went to the toilet, Wu Zhe was pulled back to the main table by Mu Qingya.

Dead old man, do you still think you have any good scenery to see? Wu Zhe took Mu Qingya's little hand and sat down with an angry face, and then instantly returned to his normal face and said to Zong Zhilian and Hu Yun who came over: He recognized that he was from the sect, and he was really not an ordinary old man, but he refused to say his identity.

Hehe, it's really as I guessed before, it's not that we're sensitive. Zong Zhilian smiled: It is estimated that he is a steward or even a deacon.

Mu Qingya said suspiciously in sign language: This mission was specially set up for us by the sect?

After this expression was translated by Wu Zhe, Zong Zhilian was immediately moved: Yes, maybe Qingya's judgment guessed the truth. Of course, I don't think I'm worth the effort of the sect.

After saying this, Zong Zhilian, Mu Qingya, and Hu Yunshu looked at Wu Zhe together.

Am I that valuable?" Wu Zhe rolled his eyes.

Yes, absolutely. Zong Zhilian took the lead in affirming, and at the same time shouted loudly in the direction of the thatched house to confirm that it was safe over there.

Zhao Darttou, Xiao Gangzuan and others responded normally.

Wu Zhedao: Seriously. Now that he admits it, does it mean that the task is almost troublesome?

Zong Zhilian and the others thought about it and felt that it should be like this.

A few people discussed a few more words, but they were all difficult to complete the task. For example, I want to confirm whether the old man will be in Qidu tomorrow, or whether he can cooperate with the Sword Sect's multiple handover tasks.

They didn't expect this old man to be a noble sect master.

Who would have dared to think of his true identity? The sect master was willing to pretend to be such a sloppy old man?

And everyone thought that the sect master was still in Qidu with a group of young disciples.

When Wu Zhe and the others were discussing, the sloppy old man entered the thatched house.

The thatched house is not big, and Xiao Gangzhuan and others are waiting at the door.

The old man turned into the hut, and when he saw that there was no one in it, he straightened his waist.

There was a soft thud, and a lot of mortar began to fall from the old man's body as if he were peeling.

cough

The old man coughed lightly. The plaster on his body was blown away as if it had received a strong force, and even the dirt between the two strands inside his trousers seemed to be given life, scrambling to get out of the cuff of his trousers.

Then he relieved himself without hurrying and walked out.

Xiao Gangzhuan and the others were already in tears outside.

I'm glad I didn't go in. A few people thought in their hearts, pinching their noses and not caring about speaking. Immediately returned to the lobby of the restaurant before wiping his tears and daring to take a deep breath.

It was the dust from the old man's earthquake that caused so much damage.

The shopkeeper didn't know what was going on, and he didn't notice that the old man was so special, so he went to the thatched house for a special trip, but he suffered a loss with tears streaming down his face.

Wu Zhe's sense of smell function was automatically turned off again after the old man came back, but Zong Zhilian and the others quickly found out.

Hu Yun said sadly: Huh? The smell on his body has faded a lot?

Mu Qingya still frowned slightly, but also nodded yes.

Wu Zhe also began to hear the hint in his mind that his sense of smell was back on normally.

Since he directly admits his identity, he naturally doesn't have to wronged himself. Zong Zhilian walked over and bowed his hand and said, "Senior, I have saluted you on behalf of this team."

The old man snorted. Return to your seat.

He ignored us, do you want me to teach some more medicine and teach us a lesson. Wu Zhe pouted.

It's as if you're being sold for more than one item, and you don't want to. Zong Zhilian comforted Wu Zhe.

Zong Zhilian actually didn't say anything, but he hesitated for a moment and didn't say it.

Although he is not as wise as Wu Zhe, he has far more experience than Wu Zhe in his previous life, not to mention the concubine who grew up in the house of King Jin?

Zong Zhilian wanted to remind her not to get carried away because of the spring breeze. It's as if this old man just ignored her, and actually said that he would put some medicine in the pit, and the heart of tolerance was not enough. But think about it. Hu Yunshu and the others are here, and it is best to find an opportunity to talk about this kind of thing slowly.

In his eyes. Xiao Ruoyao is a fourteen-year-old girl after all. If you forcibly educate in public, it is easy to lose face, but it is easy to rebel and refuse to listen, and you can only see the right opportunity.

Everyone was talking, and they also heard Zong Zhilian and others mention that the old man didn't have such a heavy smell.

Many people tried it, although the smell was still there. But not so much that it is not even a problem to breathe.

It's a great event. The humble gentleman and the three rats of the Zhang family hated this smell the most.

Xiao Gangzuan also screamed and coaxed again and again: The fairy sister's storytelling made this sloppy old man wash his marrow and change his muscles, and went to the thatched house to pull out all the sloppiness all over his body.

Mmmm, no wonder it stinks. The crowd laughed.

I drank for a while, and it was almost five o'clock in the night.

Drink it again, and it will be dawn. It's time to rest. Wu Zhejianyì: Find an inn for everyone to rest, it's impossible to stay up all night for two nights.

Hu Yunsheng also nodded: full of wine and food, it is difficult to stay up all night.

Zong Zhilian hesitated for a moment: No problem?

Wu Zhe boasted: I rested well on the horse during the day, and tonight I came to watch the old man at night, there is no problem.

You've worked hard all the way today, so wait a moment and have a good rest. Zong Zhilian thought about it for a while and refused: In addition, the old man still smelled a little bit, so he had to arrange for him to take a bath.

If there is no full food, it is okay for everyone who practices martial arts to stay up all night. Now that I've listened to books and drunk alcohol, even if I don't rest, I'm afraid that some people will wilt.

The atmosphere is harmonious, and they are basically not afraid of anything.

Zong Zhilian, as the proprietor, loudly arranged for everyone to leave the restaurant.

So after listening to the introduction of the restaurant shopkeeper, Zong Zhilian came forward to take everyone to the inn next door to rest.

Brother Zhao, this way, this way. After a banquet, Leader Li and the others were already walking together shoulder to shoulder in a lively manner.

A large group of people hula and went to the inn next door together.

This makes Zong Zhilian feel more at ease about his safety during the break.

He lives in the royal family, and he has seen a lot of hypocritical politeness, so he is naturally sharp-eyed. It can be seen that these people are really on the basis of common interests, and they have no intention of tearing their faces again.

The shopkeeper and his fellows at the inn next door were awakened in the middle of the night and complained in their hearts. But seeing that such a person came to stay, and the noble son headed by him made a generous move, he was naturally overjoyed, and greeted everyone very diligently to stay.

The old man was arranged to take a shower separately. This time he stopped protesting, but he became silent.

Wu Zhe didn't know that he had offended this kind of sect master a lot, and it was a kind of face challenge to the dignity of the old man.

It's long overdue to give him a bath. Zhao Darttou saw that the guys in the inn were fetching water for the sloppy old man, and he felt in a good mood.

The guys at the inn fetched more than a dozen buckets of water in a row, boiled several pots on the stove together, and were actually busy for more than an hour before they could be considered tossed.

This old man is so oily!The men muttered to themselves as they carried buckets.

Another guy responded: Oil and water? It's stinky water, right? Did he fall into the manure pit?

No, the first batch of water still smells.

The old man shook off a lot of stench on the surface of his skin in the thatched house, but it was inevitable that there would still be residue.

But after some tossing and changing, the old man has returned to the category of a normal person.

It's like this, and the old man's back is no longer rickety, and some people are secretly surprised.

The old man was stared at by Zong Zhilian to take a bath, but Wu Zhe was pulled into the room by Mu Qingya and reprimanded.

Silent reprimand, sign language version of reprimand.

Mu Qingya was also angry that Wu Zhe drank indiscriminately because he was uncomfortable.

Wu Zhe compensated again and again, and promised to listen to persuasion in drinking in the future, so Mu Qingya gradually lost his anger.

The old man was arranged in the middle room on the first floor. Zong Zhilian, Hu Yunsheng, Zhao Darttou, Qian Junzi and Zhang Jia's three rats, the seven of them were crammed into a room with him.

Although it was crowded, these people were very glad that the old man didn't stink, otherwise they didn't know how the night had passed.

Wu Zhe volunteered to reiterate that he wanted to be on duty at night, but was vetoed by Zong Zhilian.

Zong Zhilian was worried that Wu Zhe was too tired, so he didn't listen to her argument that he was not tired, and arranged for the strongest group of people to keep an eye on the old man's safety.

Wu Zhe saw that he was so persistent, it didn't matter, anyway, it was good to sleep with the beautiful Mu Qingya.

She and Mu Qingya lived together in an upper room on the second floor.

Although the inn at night was often dangerous, she thought that there should be nothing wrong with so many people looking at the old man.

But there's nothing on the old man's side, so something happened on her side.