The lights in the inn are bright, the guest hall is open, and the direction facing the door is still a rectangular stone counter more than half a person high, and the countertop is blue-gray. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info from the counter position to Zhao Shujie's left front at this time is a straight not narrow corridor entrance, the beginning of the corridor side is recessed inward, and a curved staircase leads to the upstairs at the recess.

"Legend has it that three hundred years ago, the lonely mountain rose overnight!

At this moment, the childish voice of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy sounded behind the rectangular blue-gray counter, and the voice was unhurried, sometimes high, and devoted.

In the lonely mountains, countless silver trees and forgetful grasses were destroyed by the king's men today, and the water of the Sanssouci River was full of rotten poison by the king's men, and all the fish and shrimp in the river were poisoned! In addition, the king's men injured the old mussels in the deep river with their swords, and they were also angry! You don't know this!"

Zhao Shujie sat on the top of the chessboard with his buttocks and his left arm ached, but he shook his head and said proudly with lean muscles on his face.

"Legend has it that three hundred years later, a mountain god will come to the lonely mountain!

The young boy behind the stone counter didn't answer Zhao Shujie's words, and continued to read to himself in a frustrated voice.

"Haha...... Is that kid the mountain god? Or is my subordinate Gu Chang smart, 'catching love and crossing', taking advantage of the Sanssouci girl's infatuation with the mountain god, causing the valley people to blow down the rotten wind to attack the mountains and forests, and almost blow the elm guy who pretends to cultivate! The Sanssouci girl was scared and distressed so that this king saw the true face of the lonely mountain again, and this king almost rushed into the fairy gate and became an immortal!"

Zhao Shujie is still proud, and she looks more and more proud.

"Legend has it that more than ten years ago, the carefree girl came to the Valley of the Immortals, and was shot down by thieves when the valley was intoxicated!"

The Loose Thief tried again.

"That legend is true! The shooting down of the fairy spirit was originally done by the father of this king's family! And the fairy spirit is in the body of this king at this moment!

However, you little rabbit cub is too bold to insult your father as a thief in front of this king!

Have the backbone to come out and fight with this king!"

At this time, Zhao Shujie became angry.

The side of the rectangular stone counter probed his head and stretched out the thin upper body of the Wandering Thief, wearing a gray cloth hat and a thief's eyebrows, and soon revealing his entire body, which was well-proportioned from head to toe like a small radish. Intuitively, it was judged that its height was just above Zhao Shujie's shoulders. He stepped to the front of the counter, grasping a thick book with a half-open hand in his left hand, and the dark and majestic words "Legend Sutra" were faintly visible on the spine!

"The prince is angry, please go upstairs along this side!"

The free thief stretched out his right hand, leaned over to the side of the stairs, and then said in a childlike tone:

"The scholars have arranged the best service for you!"

Originally, Zhao Shujie was angry, but when he heard the little brother in front of him call himself "Wangye", he was extremely happy! Because "this king" is only his self-title, and all the people in the city, including the valley people, only call him "king of the array" at most!

"The prince is a good name!"

Zhao Shujie couldn't help but smile and sigh, and thought of the "first-class service" that Xiao Shiren just mentioned, and he was very interested in seeing what those things were.

Subsequently. Zhao Shujie was still sitting on the top of the Formation King Chess, and took Gu Chang, who was also injured, to turn around and float up the stairs. Seeing that they were gone, the Escape Thief returned to the back of the counter unhurriedly and perused his Book of Legends.

As soon as Zhao Shujie arrived on the second floor, a very thick, fat, short, and round little fat man suddenly appeared at the entrance of a narrow corridor straight inward, and raised his arms to greet him. His height was no more than the free thief downstairs, his head was wrapped in a red turban, and his face was full of joy:

"The guest officer was wounded, please come here first!"

After finishing speaking, the little fat man turned to the side of the corridor, and a high door suddenly appeared on the window of the corridor when he made a quick move!

Zhao Shujie, who was dressed gorgeously, and Gu Chang, who had red hair and turned his back to him, were surprised for a moment and entered with him.

The interior of the house is softly lit. There was a single wide bed in each of the two corners of the boxy room, and Zhao Shujie hurriedly flew down when he saw it, and Wang Qi lay on his stomach! The red-haired Gu Chang then flew down the other one.

Immediately, an elderly doctor with a long beard appeared in front of the two wide beds in the room, and his hands were neatly undressed from Zhao Shujie and Gu Chang's coats. revealed a few wounds of the two, and then pulled out a purple medicine cloth from the big medical box next to him, dipped it in the small clay jar, and applied some medicine powder to the wounds of the two, and began to wipe it non-stop.

At this time, Zhao Shujie, the king of the array, and the red-haired Gu Chang no longer cared about what the old doctor and the parents next to them looked like, and they were not in the mood to look at the medicine they used. It's just that I gradually feel that the old doctor is rubbing the wound on his body, and the wound on his body will soon stop hurting!

"Your master is really attentive and thoughtful, and he is young and promising, and he has opened such a big inn! relieved the pain of this king. ”

Zhao Shujie unconsciously thanked him with gratitude, and at the same time turned his head to look at Gu Chang in the other corner, and found that he was also much better, and he turned over on the bed freely.

However, at this time, the old doctor who had been bruising for them just now disappeared in an instant!

The two were amazed.

"What do you need now?"

The little fat man raised his hand and held his red turban and asked enthusiastically.

"Rub your shoulders!"

Zhao Shujie came and shouted.

"Whack your back!"

Gu Chang felt that he was tired of fighting at Sanssouci River today, so he also shouted.

The little fat man smiled slightly, but he didn't make any gestures, let alone give orders, and a beautiful woman suddenly appeared on the top of the bed of Zhao Shujie and Gu Chang, half-kneeling, seriously meeting their requests.

Zhao Shujie turned his face in confusion and looked sideways at the beautiful woman beside him who was rubbing his shoulders, feeling that it was very fresh and quite tender, and he had no idea, but when he felt that the little fat man was still in the room, he gritted his teeth and couldn't help but persuade the equally uneasy Gu Chang in the other corner:

"Now you have to meditate and recuperate! It's not good to leak! It's not good to leak it......"

Gu Chang enjoyed the beating of the woman on the top of the bed and nodded continuously.

Then, the little fat man retreated out of the house.

Zhao Shujie and the red-haired Gu Chang lay on the bed desperately intoxicated, feeling that the room was becoming more and more comfortable, and their bodies were becoming more and more comfortable.

"Lord Wang, let's reward the girl with some silver! People rub their shoulders and rub their hands so sore, Lord Wang, you can't be too stingy. ”

As soon as Zhao Shujie heard the woman on the top of the bed screaming on the left and the prince on the right, she happily reached into her pocket and took out a big silver pearl for her.

"The prince must have a lot of money! he is willing to reward the girl with such a valuable bead!"

The woman pretended to be a big pearl and praised it happily.

"Yes, the king still has it!"

Zhao Shujie replied confidently. (To be continued.) )