"Dragon Gate Inn?" Zhang Bao looked at the pretense and looked inside, but he was stunned, the atmosphere was wrong.

There are all people in the rivers and lakes, but there is no sense of high-mindedness in the past, everyone is talking in a whisper, knowing that something is wrong, and hurriedly warned: "Let's go in and have a look, remember not to make trouble."

"Yes, big brother." The other two are also old rivers and lakes, and they said directly.

The three of them had just walked in, but they saw a counter at the door, apparently the top of the shopkeeper, on which sat a man.

I saw him leaning against the wall, his eyes closed, his two little short legs dangling on the stool, obviously a dwarf, and next to him was a copper rod, just let me go.

Zen Master Momiji doesn't know how to configure this poison, every time the poison is dissolved, there will be a wave of counter-killing, and the power is very strong, and then it can be easily cut off.

And he directly used his own exercises to build a large inn, and while consuming himself, he discharged the poison, which complemented each other, and in just three days, the framework of a large inn was built.

As for the façade and interior, they are all ready-made with money, and they can be directly bound.

Zhang Bao's eyes shrank, and the copper rod looked not light, and he didn't underestimate it at the moment, he was a little more solemn, and said politely: "Shopkeeper, bring me three catties of pig's head meat shochu."

"I'm sorry, but we don't have this service." Ren Wuxing had already recognized this person, but this vest was not easily exposed, and he did not recognize him, closed his eyes, and said lightly.

Zhang Bao was stunned for a moment, seeing that everyone in the store was feasting, he quickly gestured to the other people in the store, smiled and asked, "Then what are they eating?"

At this time, a man stepped forward directly and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang Bao, this is what we brought, do you want to eat and come with us?" It's not expensive, two taels of silver."

Zhang Bao was shocked, and found an acquaintance, and hurriedly said, "Brother Chen Fu, what's going on?"

Chen Fu directly pulled him to his desk, glanced at Ren Xing cautiously, and said in a low voice: "This boss is a strange person, in three days, he has built such a big inn, it is amazing."

The two people behind him also hurriedly followed, and the three people led by Chen Fu were crowded together, these people had known each other in King Lu's secret palace for a long time, and they were very familiar with each other.

"Three days?" Zhang Bao exclaimed, but the eyes of others were turned over.

Chen Fu hurriedly pressed him and said, "Be quiet, how many people are you going to alarm?"

"W-how is this possible?" Zhang Bao's mouth couldn't close for a long time, and he was a little suspicious.

Chen Fu knew that the other party didn't believe it, but in fact, when he first knew it, he didn't believe it either, and said directly: "Look at the behavior of the people around you, which one looks like a Jianghu person."

Zhang Bao looked around carefully, but found that there were twenty or thirty people in the inn, and the most conspicuous was naturally the three people on one side, obviously dressed in Shaolin, but there were some red marks on their faces, sitting quietly on the side.

And there were four people behind them, but he was surprised, these people were holding white cloth wrapped in their heads, dressed as old farmers in the northwest, but their faces did not have the unique wind and frost of that kind of person, it was obvious that they were from other places.

The four of them looked quite cautious, and the four of them only took the dry food they brought, ate silently, and sat in a hidden corner without saying a word.

And looking at the people around, it is also very weird, many people know themselves, there are people who broke into the secret palace of King Lu with them, Jia Dou of the Heavenly Remnant Gate, Xia Hui of the Bohai faction, and so on.

These people are like students in a private school, the teacher is lecturing above, and the students are all chatting quietly with their voices suppressed.

He looked around again, but found that there was another man with a basket and wandering around, as if he was soliciting some business.

The two looked at each other, and the other came to him in a flash, and asked, "I wonder if your head needs to be made of nitrate?"

Zhang Bao was stunned, he thought it was selling some snacks, who knew that it was this business, and he suddenly felt cold, but looking at the head hanging on his waist, he said directly: "I don't know how much?"

"One four hundred and twenty." The man hurriedly said.

Zhang Bao was taken aback, four hundred and twenty wen, in fact, is four hundred wen, the twenty is for himself to bargain, but it is also more than the price on weekdays, and asked, "So expensive?"

"The weather is too hot, it is not easy to store, the consumption is too great, first it has to be salted, and then it needs to be dried with quicklime, which is a manual work."

Zhang Bao directly pressed the price and said, "Then four hundred wen."

"Brother Chen Fu, what's going on?" Zhang Bao found that this was not like a hotel, but had become a school.

Chen Fu's eyes gestured slightly, "Those red marks? It was struck by the shopkeeper's stick, and no one else saw how it came out."

"That's—" Zhang Bao paused, and the word Shaolin didn't dare to say it in the end.

Chen Fu nodded, glanced at him with apprehension, and said, "Then they actually endured it, and instead wanted to stay in this place."

Zhang Bao was shocked, the shopkeeper was so stunned, Shaolin swallowed his anger, not that the other party was particularly big, that is, Shaolin had a conspiracy, no wonder everyone didn't leave here.

Sensing again, his face changed, and he asked directly, "Brother Chen Fu, why are there so many masters here?" They are all good at entering the stream."

Chen Fu glanced at him and said faintly, "We are only practicing martial arts to make a living, and the people here practice martial arts to survive, which is naturally not ordinary."

"I see." Zhang Bao somewhat understood.

"Yes, Jiangnan martial arts have been peaceful for a long time, most of them are not strong, the Central Plains martial arts have a deep heritage, there are many masters, the northern frontier, long-term war, and many backbones." Chen Fu also introduced his experience in the rivers and lakes.

Zhang Bao also nodded convincingly, and involuntarily looked at the counter, and was suddenly stunned.

But I saw a man and a woman walking into the store, only to see that the man had a rosacea nose, and the woman's appearance was quite colorful, and the two of them looked a little bit of martial arts.

The rosacea nose smiled at the counter and said, "Shopkeeper, business is booming."

Ren Wuxing frowned, this person came to the inn yesterday before it opened, wanted to buy this inn, and planned to open his own shop, but directly refused: "This place is not for sale."

The smile on the face of the rosacea nose remained unchanged, and said, "Little Lao'er really feels a little pity when he sees this treasure land, why don't you open a room for us?" Happy?"

Ren Wuxing nodded, stretched out his hand directly, and the rosacea nose also handed over a piece of silver.

Suddenly, his face changed, and he only felt that as soon as he made contact just now, the other party had a strong power of qi luck and fate, which was more than what he had felt on Yan Shisan's body at the beginning.

He looked at each other suspiciously and said, "What's your name?"

The rosacea nose hurriedly said: "Little Lao'er was born with a smiling face, and when I grew up, I was named the Golden Bodhisattva, but there is a bandit name, called the Golden Retriever, this is my daughter, called the Golden Phoenix."