Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Rainstorm

The sun was blazing, and suddenly the weather was hot, and the scorching sun scorched the low-hanging earth, and the people in the steamer were almost burned to a mass of charred flesh. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The autumn cicada hissed anxiously, and the topless Su Xiaoqi followed behind Liao Yuan with his head wilted, as if he would fall on the hot land at any time. The shorts were almost soaked, the sweat splashed on the ground, stirring up choking dust and smoke, and the boots became sticky, every step was like walking in the wet mud, Su Xiaoqi now just wanted to find a cool place to pour a few bowls of cold water that soaked his heart and spleen.

"Where are we going?" Su Xiaoqi looked at the lean back in front of him and asked weakly.

After saying goodbye to the old man, the two of them have been on the road, Liao Yuan is more like he has a backlog of heavy thoughts, let him chatter, and never say half a word.

The most infuriating thing is that whenever he wants to use his spiritual power to block the invasion of the "furnace fire", Liao Yuan will point over, and in the end he will block his acupuncture points.

"Here we are. Liao Yuan, who was preoccupied, finally turned around, his face was dry, and he couldn't see a drop of sweat, and the burning sun did not affect him at all.

The colorful spiritual power barrier enveloped his body, and he naturally couldn't feel the slightest temperature.

Su Xiaoqi, who was itching with hatred, raised his head, his eyes had been on Liao Yuan's back before, but he didn't realize that he had arrived in front of the archway of a small town.

"Here ......"

It was a strange town, sandwiched between two towering limestone walls, and among the rafters, there were faint sounds of weary dogs barking and rooster crowing.

"Guxiang Town ......" Su Xiaoqi looked up at the three big characters on the archway, muttered a sentence, and turned his gaze to the lime wall covered with sparse weeds.

Liao Yuan smiled and asked, "Do you think the terrain here is very strange?"

Su Xiaoqi said: "What do you say?"

Liao Yuan looked at the endless cultivated land outside the wall, his eyes were full of memories, and he said slowly: "There were two opposing sects here, one advocating Taoism and nature, and the other advocating killing to stop fighting. ”

"How?"

Liao Yuan said: "Every time the good thoughts in a person's heart are awakened, a brick is added, and every evil is removed by the Killing Gate. In the long run, the wall of good and evil is built higher and higher, and this is the story of the road is one foot high and the devil is one foot high. ”

"......" Su Xiaoqi listened with relish, his smile suddenly froze, and he glanced at Liao Yuan.

Liao Yuan laughed and patted Su Xiaoqi's shoulder, and said, "I made it all up blindly, in fact, it is because evil winds often blow here, so a wall is built here." ”

After that, ignoring Su Xiaoqi's expression, he popped out a few finger winds to unlock Su Xiaoqi's acupoints and walked towards the town.

With the spiritual power to protect the body, the hot qi waves suddenly dissipated from the skin, and Su Xiaoqi's footsteps became much lighter in an instant.

The deserted streets were utterly silent, the wind seemed to melt in the daylight that scorched the eyes, and the fallen leaves sank to the stone pavement. The fruits, vegetables, rouge, jewelry, and tailor shops on both sides of the street are all half-closed, and a slight snoring can be faintly heard.

"The rainstorm is coming. Liao Yuan, who was walking quickly, stopped, looked up at the sky and said to himself.

"Heavy rain?" Su Xiaoqi glanced at the blue sky, and before he could speak, Liao Yuan said again: "Find an inn to fill your stomach first." ”

No matter whether the weather is sunny or bad, the inn will always open the door to welcome guests, but the shopkeeper of the Guxiang Inn did not expect that there would be guests at noon, and when he woke up from a nap, an old man and a young man had already chosen the coolest table and sat down.

"Poor hospitality, poor hospitality, what does the guest officer want to eat?" The young shopkeeper hurriedly picked up the teabowl and teapot, trotted to the table of the two and poured water.

Liao Yuan took a sip of water, moistened his throat, and said, "Steamed sea bass, dry sausage, braised beans, and two bowls of tender tofu soup."

As long as the sea bass has a fish belly, the spines should be removed one by one. The fat intestines should be cleaned, and the fried ones should not be too dry or too wet. The beans can't let me chew a tendon, and if the tofu is not slippery or tender, I will demolish your shop!"

Every time Liao Yuan spit out a word, the shopkeeper's face changed, and in the end, his eyes seemed to be burning with anger.

"Isn't the guest officer here to play tricks?" Xiao Er said word by word.

Liao Yuan took out a silver ingot from his arms and said, "Is it enough?"

"Enough, enough. Xiao Er changed his face in an instant, and said with a respectful smile: "Do you want to serve a pot of wine?"

"Did you hear my request?"

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, nodded hurriedly, and said, "I heard clearly, I heard clearly." ”

"And you still have to ask?"

"Yes, yes. Xiao Er bowed and retreated.

Of course, Su Xiaoqi could hear the anger in Liao Yuan's words, and said with a smile: "What are you angry with a shopkeeper?"

Liao Yuan replied, "Do you know why I'm so familiar with Guxiang Town?"

Su Xiaoqi raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be ......?"

Liao Yuan said with feelings: "I grew up in this town and wiped the tables in this inn for more than ten years. ”

"Then ...... him"

"He is the son of the old shopkeeper, both the shopkeeper and the man. Liao Yuan shrugged, "That's it." ”

"Do you want to add a chef?" Su Xiaoqi heard the sound of tinkling pots and pans in the backyard, and Xiao Er was gone.

Liao Yuan pouted and said: "He is even more stingy than his father, he wants to hire a buddy, but he doesn't want to spend money, so he simply does it all himself." ”

Su Xiaoqi smiled: "It looks like you're having a very unpleasant time here?"

Liao Yuan laughed and said, "Why don't you come here to show off your might?"

"You won't be here just for this purpose, will you?" Su Xiao smiled.

Liao Yuan squinted his eyes slightly and said, "I'm here to kill someone, it's a wish." ”

Su Xiaoqi set his eyes on the backyard, and the young figure was busy.

"What do you want?" Liao Yuan said helplessly: "I can't afford to deal with him yet." ”

Su Xiaoqi didn't ask Liao Yuan who he was going to kill, he had only known Liao Yuan for a few days, and even if he asked, he was confused, so it was better to fill his stomach first.

It's just that he doesn't feel anything when he walks down the street, but when he gets to the shade, he feels his pants stick to his body, and his whole body looks like a lump of rancid meat.

Su Xiaoqi sighed secretly, and looked out of the door with his chin in his hand, and a black cloud appeared in the blue sky, slowly covering the hot fireball hanging in the air. In a moment, dark clouds gathered from all directions like thousands of troops, slowly attacking the inn Guxiang Town, almost crushing the entire world.

The rainstorm is coming.