Chapter 187: The Wind is Clear

The shopkeeper of the Yuelai Inn is grinding in the lobby of the inn, he doesn't know how to explain the theft of the horse to the guest tomorrow morning, the guest's horse is a BMW good horse, is to accompany him to this inn, people will not agree, seeing half a lifetime of hard work, half a life of thrift, once lost, and then have to carry a body of debt, which makes him have a few more gray hairs.

Just when he was anxious, he heard a knock on the door of the inn. The shopkeeper was shocked, it was the middle of the night, who came to the inn so late to stay overnight? This is definitely not a good thing. He pulled out the bolt of the door in a panic, opened the door through a crack, and when he saw the person outside the door, he "chuckled" in his heart, and he saw the person he least wanted to see.

Yang Wei was originally a guest in the inn, he couldn't turn Yang Wei away at all, and immediately opened the door completely. After he opened the door, he completely saw the situation, only to see Yang Wei leading a catcher and several people in the rivers and lakes waiting outside the door. Could it be that this guest already knew that his horse was lost? Only then did he find these people, showing that he could not run away from the black and white ways.

The shopkeeper of this inn also frightened Yang Wei, the appearance of the shopkeeper is really miserable now, he remembers that the shopkeeper still has black and shiny hair in the evening, and now there are strands of white hair, his eyes are bloodshot, and his face is abnormally white, which can be said to be miserable white, there is no blood, which reminds Yang Wei of the vampires in the Western world.

Yang Wei greeted the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, why haven't you slept so late?"

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly in his heart, not because of your horse! The corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a bitter smile, what should come will always come, but when the words come to his mouth, he just can't say it. Yang Wei looked at the shopkeeper's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and comforted: "Did the shopkeeper encounter any difficulties? It doesn't matter, it just so happens that Chu Zhutou is here, I will help you with anything." After speaking, he stared intently at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was even more panicked when Yang Wei saw it, and his lips trembled and he couldn't speak. Yang Wei was quite impatient in his heart, he didn't have so much spare time to accompany him in a daze, and said, "Okay, when you want to find someone to help, come to me." You can arrange five rooms for them first, and I'll go back to my room first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow morning." ”

After saying that, he turned his head and walked upstairs. Suddenly, I remembered something again, and instructed the shopkeeper: "Oh, there is another thing, there are a few more horses in the backyard, you let Xiao Er feed some night grass, so that you can take care of it." ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, this loss of the horse was not immediately revealed, so he had to confess quickly and strive for leniency. As soon as his heart was crossed, he knelt down with a "plop" sound, and said in a trembling voice: "Guest officer, your horse was ...... tonight Stolen!"

Yang Wei was also shocked when he saw the shopkeeper kneeling down to him, and when he heard him talk about it, he said nonchalantly: "Oh, this is it." The horse has been retrieved by Chu Zhutou, and he is taken care of by Haosheng. With that, he walked upstairs without looking back.

The shopkeeper knelt on the ground in a daze, it turned out that he was so tormented, all in vain, not to say that the horse has been recovered, but it has not been recovered, depending on the attitude of others, I don't care too much about this matter. Yang Wei really didn't care too much about this horse, this horse was not even a means of transportation for him, if he was really in a hurry, he really thought that this horse was too slow, for Yang Wei, this horse just looked more stylish.

While the shopkeeper secretly sighed that the gap between people was so big, he couldn't help but secretly scolded the shopkeeper, why did he tell him about it, the whole thing was not as good as not knowing it at all from beginning to end. The shopkeeper knelt on the ground, his thoughts were in turmoil, and his mind was in turmoil, and he didn't come back to his senses until someone gently tapped him on the shoulder.

The shopkeeper looked back and saw that it was Chu Liuxiang who was patting him on the shoulder, he hurriedly got up, he was grateful to Chu Liuxiang from the bottom of his heart now, if there was no Chu Liuxiang, he would even have the urge to jump into the river now. Only then did he remember that he had to arrange a room for a few people, and because he was really grateful to Chu Liuxiang, he arranged an upper room for Chu Liuxiang. The others don't have this treatment, except for Han Xiaoying, who arranged a separate room, the other six monsters, two people in one room, exactly five rooms.

It was already the second half of the night, and Yang Wei didn't have the heart to continue cultivating, so he fell asleep while lying on the bed. He now found that if he forced himself to cultivate when he didn't want to cultivate, the effect he received would not be great, and it would be better to do whatever he wanted.

Yang Wei slept for two hours, and the sky was bright. After Yang Wei finished washing, he went downstairs for breakfast, and introduced the few people he had accepted last night to a few people in his peers. I had to come with a pen and paper, wrote a letter to Jia Xu, handed it to Chu Liuxiang, and asked him and Zhu Cong to go back to Yang'a County to hand over the matter first, and then go to Luoyang Jinyi Wei Yamen to report.

Yang Wei suddenly remembered something and asked Han Baoju, "Who did you say you stole the horse to celebrate your birthday?"

Han Baoju said: "It is the current Green Forest Alliance's main Feng Qingyang Feng senior, the Feng predecessor was not called Feng Qingyang before, I don't know why he suddenly changed this name ten years ago, and created the world-famous Dugu Nine Swords, since then no one in the world can be defeated." He secretly glanced at Yang Wei and added, "Except, of course, young master." ”

After seeing that Yang Wei did not have a displeased expression, he continued: "In two days, it will be the sixtieth birthday of Senior Feng, and we originally planned to congratulate Senior Feng on his birthday." ”

Feng Qingyang's name, Yang Wei is no stranger, it is a bigwig-level figure in the Xiaoao Jianghu, Ling Hu Chong learned his Dugu Nine Swords to dominate the world. Thinking of this, Yang Wei couldn't help but feel a little curious, and had an urge to see the wind clear.

Yang Wei couldn't help but ask Han Baoju, "Do you know where this Feng Qingyang lives?"

Han Baoju said: "The old man Feng lives in Fajiu Mountain, which is not far from the county seat of Changzi, and everyone knows about the famous rivers and lakes of Fajiu Village. Yang Wei sighed in his heart, and he didn't know what the name of the dove village was. If it weren't for the fact that I had read Boss Jin's smile in my previous life, I wouldn't even know which green onion the wind is clear.

Yang Wei said: "Since we are on the way, let's also go to Fa Jiu Village." ”

A few people had breakfast and set off on the road. After a few people had eaten breakfast, they were all cooked, and the road was no longer deserted. What Yang Wei didn't expect was that Xu Huang, a master who usually doesn't like to talk much, and Han Xiaoying chattered endlessly, and in the afternoon, the two began to ride together, which made Zhang Asheng on the side sad.

Yang Wei said in his heart, it seems that Zhang Asheng's love in this life is going to end tragically, who told him not to seize the opportunity. Suffering from gains and losses to loved ones, and being afraid to confess, this is also a common problem for everyone. Although Yang Wei knows, he will not interfere, how can others point fingers at this thing, let it be. (To be continued.) )