Mr. Sun saw that he had reached the fork in the road, and hurriedly said: Then we will go directly to the rest of the road, thank you.

Ren Xing looked at it, there were two official roads, one north-south road went directly to the mountain road in front, and the other east-west road went directly to a plain, knowing that this side was Xixia Town.

After the three of them were polite, they were about to separate, but the money shopkeeper patted Ren Xing's shoulder and said: Brother Zhang, don't come to burn incense by yourself in the future, the road is so far, and there is no child to follow, alas!

After saying this, he patted him on the back again, shook his head, and got into the carriage directly.

looked at the money shopkeeper who was traveling north, but he also made his heart a little uncomfortable, and he was stunned for a while and didn't speak.

Mr. Sun looked at me and asked after a while: Uncle Zhang, do you always know anyone?

Ren Wuxing looked at him, a little incomprehensible, and said directly: I don't know where the inn here is?

Are you going to an inn? Then you should actually go to Eighteen Mile Shop. Mr. Sun looked up at the sky again, and said directly: It's too late to see the sun, or you can follow me to the Kuailu Pavilion and squeeze it.

Ren Wuxing asked with some curiosity: Is it impossible to even open an inn in Xixiakou?

Mr. Sun said with some embarrassment: Don't you know, there is a nest of bandits in Taiping Mountain, I heard that there was still some sense of proportion before, and now there is a second master, which is knocking on the bone and sucking the marrow, and the days are sad, and people have taken a detour to eighteen miles to shop.

Taiping Mountain? Could it be Li Yuan's legacy? Let me guess with some curiosity.

Mr. Sun was shocked, and hurriedly said: You don't want to die? Say no more.

Could it be that this Li family really has descendants here? Let me go, but I am even more curious when I see this.

Mr. Sun looked left and right, and whispered: I don't know, but this Xixia Town is rarely mentioned.

Thank you Mr. Sun for your advice. Let me do it is also a thanks, now that he has learned some of the rules of the rivers and lakes, and he has a better understanding of the soil of bandits, so naturally he will not pursue it again.

Mr. Sun hurriedly changed the topic, and a faint smile appeared on his face, and said directly: Or there is Yihong Mansion opposite us, you can go to stay.

Let me do it in my heart, the fear of being dominated by *** that day is still vivid, but I also feel very kind to this storyteller, since he became an old man, and he became a miracle doctor, the shelf has been up, but no one has made such jokes with himself for a long time.

also looked at him with an inexplicable expression, raised his eyebrows and said: Then it will trouble Mr. Sun.

When Mr. Sun saw this, he was even more surprised, chatted all the way, and found that this person could speak a thing or two from all over the world, and he was very knowledgeable.

I laughed at myself, but I found that he was also a fellow believer, but it was a little more cordial.

The two chatted and walked around, and finally saw the whole picture of Xixia Town, which can be said to be both familiar and unfamiliar to any of them.

This place has always been a traffic artery, the West Gorge is located in the hinterland of the 800-mile Funiu Mountain, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and is the gateway to the Jingxiang River.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, this place has been quite prosperous, forming an entertainment town that provides passers-by, and it can even be said that this is a replica of the Great Song Dynasty.

Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang. Mr. Sun saw that the old man suddenly stopped moving, and hurriedly poked him lightly with a fan.

Oh. Ren Wuxing couldn't help but come back to his senses, and hurriedly walked towards the city gate, and sighed a little: Alas, when I came here, I remembered the past.

Mr. Sun was very interested in the history of Xixia Town all the way, and now he saw that his relationship with Ren Xing had taken a step further, and asked tentatively: Uncle Zhang, were you from this Xixia Town before?

I came here when I was young, and it was really a golden cave that eroded bones, which made people forget to return. Ren Xing didn't care about him getting to the bottom of it, and replied directly.

Mr. Sun was a little obscene, and lowered his voice and asked: Have you been to Yihong Mansion at that time?

If you come to Xixia Town and don't go to Yihong Mansion, it will be equivalent to coming in vain. Ren Xing waved his shirt and smiled.

Mr. Sun glanced at him maliciously and said directly: You can actually go to revisit your hometown tonight.

Seeing his strange expression, Ren Wuxing asked with some curiosity: What do you mean?

You might even be able to meet your old friend. Mr. Sun laughed.

Has the West Gorge Estuary been reduced to this? Ren Wuxing glanced at the guards at the city gate, and was also a little surprised, if this was really the case, it would not be as good as an ordinary town.

didn't speak again, walked a few steps quickly, Mr. Sun looked at it, but he didn't speak, and followed directly.

There were two guards at the city gate basking in the sun, watching the two of them appear, and they didn't check the road guide, they lazily glanced at the two and didn't care anymore, still leaning against the city gate.

Entering the city, I was a little disappointed, and some traces of the old weather could still be seen, but it had become a little desolate, and the bustling downtown in my impression was no longer there.

He can also understand that Xixia Town is located on the main road of the checkpoint, which itself limits his area, and before as an entertainment town in Jingxiang, it can still attract population, but now it has become a commercial town, so it will naturally decline, plus there are bandits, and it is normal for business to be much worse than before.

There are no heroes and horses on the ghost street, and no one passes the market with a knife, but there is a sign on West Street, which has become an ordinary commercial street.

Ren Xingxing looked at West Street, it was almost afternoon now, and there was still a little snow that had not been trampled on, and I couldn't help but sigh: There is not even a ghost in this ghost street.

How much worse is it than before? Mr. Sun asked curiously.

Ren Wuxing didn't say anything, and said: There are only so many shops left in this ghost street?

Hahahaha, everyone who came asked so, and there were only a few left. Mr. Sun also smiled.

West Street is just a few dozen shops, walking and walking, I saw a particularly spacious two-story house, and there is a couplet hanging at the door: the three-foot railing is on the left shoulder, and the world is scattered immortals. Someone asked me what art I was attacking, and I would be a beautiful boy.

Ren Wuxing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned his head and asked: Is it still the Mei family who is getting a haircut now?

The Mei family is a family of disguise, but they did not use disguise to break into the rivers and lakes, but were determined to give people beauty salons.

It is precisely because of the Mei family here that Xixia Town is the fashion vane of the rivers and lakes, and countless heroes from the rivers and lakes have come here to style their hair, but I didn't expect it to be still there.

yes, I can't figure out why their business is so good. Mr. Sun replied directly.

He has always been very curious about this place, and when he came to Xixia Town, he even went to the county government several times, but this rouge shop has never set foot in it.

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Ren Wuxing curiously, and secretly wondered in his heart: Ordinary people just take a net towel and tie it casually, this person will actually spend money for a hairstyle, is it really a Jianghu person?