The voices of the people were like thunder, and the last paradise of the Xichong Inn was bustling.

"Bang ......"

In the noise, suddenly a broken sound sounded, alarming the noisy crowd, three men in red, two are thin and thin like monkeys, and the other is sharp-beaked monkey cheeks full of sharpness, the three of them are the tiger sharp-beaked monkey cheeks man condescending full of fierce faces, he grabbed the placket of the old man in the melon skin hat in his hand, stepped on the long wooden pedal, and said in a fierce and vicious cold voice: "Little old man, you'd better be honest with me, our three brothers are not fools, you cross the river and tear down the bridge, you are easy to bully our three brothers, isn't it?"

The old man in the melon skin hat showed a little dislike, his eyes narrowed slightly and looked at the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and said with a warning in his tone: "Thief eyebrows, sometimes some things should not be done too much, robbing while the fire is taking advantage of the fire, falling into the well, but it will be cut by a thousand knives, our Mu Fengzhai will never be merciful to villains." ”

The man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, and the two thin monkeys behind him couldn't help but change their complexions when they heard Mu Fengzhai, and a trace of gloom flashed in the thief's eyes. As long as those military masters of the Kuizi battalion speak, the army will wipe out your den of thieves in minutes. ”

In the inn, Lin Yu's eyes were as dark as bright black gems, and his eyes moved slightly. All the time, his eyes were staring at the old man in the melon skin hat as if he were nothing, a oxcart of lustrous gold and 100,000 taels of tribute silver were really eye-catching.

In the inn, the fist of the fist, the drinking of the drink, the noisy noise, the boiling and buzzing sound, it seems to be the old man in the melon skin hat, and the dispute with the three guys. It didn't attract much attention. But Lin Yu had a strange discovery, he always felt that the group of people in front of him who were addicted to wine and horses, and seemed to be degenerate, every pair of eyes seemed to be like him. Watching the situation of the old man in the melon skin hat with nothingness.

"I'm talking about the bunch of hairs in the Kuizi camp. Why does the ghost linger? There are some guys. Secretly acting in trouble, communicating with those miscellaneous hairs. Interesting...... Interesting...... If you are not afraid of the enemy, you are afraid of being yin!" Mixed with the slightest cold, a middle-aged man dressed in white at the door of the inn, his eyes swept over the noisy people in the inn with cold eyes, and the cold air was gloomy and the cold wind was biting.

"What a terrible look ......"

Lin Yu's heart jumped, and the moment he looked at the man in white, he felt a chill down his spine, and a cold air swished under his feet, which felt like being in an ice cellar.

Grunt......

In the inn, the killing team on the nearby mountain, one by one on the edge of life and death, among the beasts in the deep mountains, the eyes of the eyes at this moment turned out to be strange, the noisy scene was accompanied by the appearance of the middle-aged man in white, and suddenly it seemed to freeze the frame, from that pair of eyes, Lin Yu vaguely seemed to see a little palpitation, which made him secretly surprised, this group of murderous, fierce bloodthirsty people, would still have palpitations on a person?

Barking......

The hound roared fiercely at the man in white. The white clothes are like snow, the wind god is like jade, but at the age of about forty, the middle-aged man already has two temples and white hair, his face moved slightly, and his sharp eyes turned into a sharp long sword.

Whining......

The choked hound whimpered in panic, and his sturdy body lay on the ground, revealing a well-behaved appearance.

"White ......"

The man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, and the other two thin monkeys with him, his face became strange, and the thief eyes of the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks loosened the placket of the old man in the melon skin hat in panic, and said with a wry smile to the middle-aged man in white who came over: " Bai Ye, the little brother is just a joke for Gua Lao'er, don't you mind, our rat gang has inherited the great kindness of the owner of Mu Feng Village, and it will be where we are today, our three brothers are not people who don't know how to lift, you see that our rat gang is in this Yuanshan area within a radius of 100 miles, every time Mu Feng Zhai moves an idea, it is our rat gang that is responsible for dealing with the aftermath in the back, this time the matter is no exception, Bai Ye, our rat gang has no merit and hard work, you can't treat us like this. ”

Feeling the faint murderous intent emanating from the man in white, his face couldn't help but flash red and white, and his speech became more and more urgent, black and white, murderous like hemp! Seeing the middle-aged man on the opposite side, the trace of murderous intent on his body became more and more intense, and his complexion revealed a bit of hideousness, and suddenly he pounced, and his body pounced forward like an ape.

"No amount of reasons can be an excuse to make mistakes, and I don't like people who are too self-righteous. The faint voice, without a trace of emotion, waved his sleeves, a cold light lit up, and in an instant, the crystal blood flowers bloomed, and the blood flowers were as delicate as a magnificent peony.

With a wave of his hand, he killed with one blow, and killed with blood! This middle-aged man's technique was so fast, so fast that he could not see his weapon clearly, this was a terrible guy. Not only Lin Yu, but also Uncle Hou, Meng Yuqing and others at this moment all have such feelings, and Meng Yuqing has some impulses to leave here.

It's just a breath of effort, the other two of the three people also walked on the road of the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man, threesome, three corpses, one shot and three lives, the middle-aged man in white is as rich as jade, calm as water, the old man in the melon skin hat on the side moved slightly, and saluted the middle-aged man in white, and the middle-aged man in white waved his sleeves and sat opposite him freely.

"Things seem to be getting more complicated. Lin Yu whispered, muttered to himself, and muttered quietly.

With the arrival of the middle-aged man in white, the Xichong Inn was completely calm, not noisy, not boiling, elegant and quiet, very weird atmosphere, weird faintly made people feel a little depressed.

Not long after, outside the door, another person came, still dressed in white like snow, but this time the one who came was obviously different from the one just now, because his white clothes were a monk's robe, holding beads in his hand, his thumb was open and the thumb was gently tilted, the Buddha beads were taken at will, the facial features were ordinary and small, and there was a red dot at the center of the eyebrows.

"Oh, there is a monk, it's really interesting, this Xichong Inn, all kinds of people have seen it for a hundred years, but I haven't seen the arrival of a monk, it's interesting and interesting......" The big shoulders and round waist, the round belly slid gently, chewing the delicious meat, the fat on the face shook gently, and the fat man with a fierce face said hoarsely.

The middle-aged man who ran the hall, in front of everyone, greeted him, he looked at the monk in front of him with interest, and asked with a little ridicule in his tone: "It's not just the little master, are you here to play the tip or stay in the hotel?" Let's say first, we only have wine and meat here, not vegetarian food. ”

Yiyan's eyes are calm, as calm as a puddle of clear water, cherish words like gold, only open a word in everything, this is his style, his face moved slightly, Yiyan monk took out a silver ingot from his arms, and threw it into the hand of the running hall, the silver ingots have not fallen into the hands of the running hall, at this time a fragrant wind blows in the face, and the silver ingots are caught in the hands of a bewitching woman.

This woman, dressed in a revealing dress, full of charm, her clothes are like tulle, draped on her body, her white body looms, the almost transparent clothes, and even two points of blush can be seen. The face is full of rouge and blush, and the rouge is hard to say vulgar, this woman's figure is hot, but her face is ordinary, but it is undeniable that her mature charm is still a little bit of you people to explore.

The woman's face was full of charm, and there was a charming charm between her gestures, the small cat steps were light, she looked at a serious monk with a smile, and said in a snort: "Great monk, I heard that your four monks are all empty and not close to women, don't drink, don't eat meat, then how meaningless your life is, all kinds of joy in the world, you can't experience it, how do you want my sister to tell you what life is?"

Saying that, the woman specially dragged a large mountain bag in front of her, almost transparent body, like a cat, exuding a wild temptation, and pounced towards the monk Yiyan, the figure of the monk moved, and the woman threw herself into the air, but his figure was already sitting strangely next to an empty table, the beads in his hand twisted gently, and recited the scriptures in a low voice.

The faces of the crowd couldn't help but change, and the gaze of the monk couldn't help but be a little unnatural, just now, almost no one saw how the monk Yiyan avoided the woman and appeared next to the table, like a phantom, or a sudden disappearance like a wind.

The middle-aged man in white, his face moved slightly, his sword eyebrows were raised, a fleeting light flashed in his eyes, he lowered his head and whispered a glass of spirits, and muttered to himself: "The method of shrinking the land into inches, this monk comes from the famous temple and ancient temple in the west, and I don't know which pagoda it comes from." ”

"The appearance of such a monk here is intriguing. The man in white flicked his fingers lightly, and the wine in the cup slowly rippled away.

"Uncle Hou, do you see clearly how the monk suddenly disappeared?" The big white fan in Tian Bowen's hand shook slightly, and he pondered for a while and asked Uncle Hou, who was frowning.

"Forgive me for not being able to see through...... I can't tell ...... I can't say ......" Under Tian Bowen's surprised gaze, Uncle Hou shook his head gently, revealing a confused look.

"This monk is really ghostly, how could he appear here? Is it a coincidence? Or is he following me all along?" Lin Yu felt a page of ancient scriptures in his heart from the moment the monk appeared, trembling constantly, emitting an uncertain golden light. (To be continued......)