Boom~

Autumn rains in southern Xinjiang this year are unusually frequent.

Autumn Tiger has just been running for two days.

It was replaced by clouds, and the rolling thunder and the noisy and majestic rain curtain once again became the main theme between heaven and earth.

Between the mountains.

A convoy of dozens of people was struggling through the rain.

Hong Jiaotou, who was in front of the convoy, looked at the heavier and heavier rainstorm, and the distance was hazy, and then he looked at the Daodao Huanglong rushing in the surrounding mountains and forests, and he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

After wiping a handful of rain from his face.

Hong Jiaotou drove his horse to the window of the carriage box in the center of the convoy and shouted loudly: "Master, you can't go any further, if you go any further, I'm afraid you will encounter a mud dragon and turn over." ”

The mud dragon rolls over.

Local sayings.

That is, mudslides.

Liu Yuan in the carriage opened the curtain window, looked at the dark rain curtain with cloudy eyes, and also looked worried.

They are on this trip.

It is compelled by the way of the world.

The family moved from Youzhou Mansion to Guangqing Mansion.

Guangqing Mansion has the Whale League.

It is said that as long as you pay a certain amount of silver every month, you can protect your life without worry.

It's not like anywhere else.

The mountain bandits and strongmen are captive, and the gangs and wealthy men knock on the bones and suck the marrow, and they don't give people a way to live at all.

Hurried for several days.

People are tired.

The mental head has reached its limit.

Seeing that they have all entered the territory of Guangqing Mansion.

Suddenly the road was blocked by such a torrential rain.

The tense spirit was even tighter, and I couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"It's hard work to teach the head of the Hongjiao, see if there is a resting place in front, if not, build a shed on the spot to shelter from the rain.

Yun'er has probably already received my letter, and should bring someone to pick us up. ”

Driven by uneasiness.

Liu Yuanwai did not take the risk to move forward, and gambled his life on good luck.

"The matter within the division, the old man is serious."

Hong Jiaotou nodded, instructed the other coachmen, and the courtyard stopped, and drove the horse alone into the majestic rain curtain in front of him.

"Peace and security, smooth and smooth."

In the carriage, Liu Yuanwai folded his hands and kept chattering, and he didn't know which auspicious god he was asking for.

Perhaps it was his sincerity that touched the gods.

After a while.

Hong Jiaotou rushed back with an excited look: "Master, there is an abandoned inn a mile away, and the roof tiles are intact and can shelter from the rain." ”

Abandoned Inn?

A look of doubt appeared in Liu Yuanwai's eyes.

To hide from bandits.

They all walked on the mountain hairy road, how could there be an inn in such a desolate place?

Bang!

"Boom-"

The thunder falling from the sky and the chaotic neighing of the horses completely dispelled the doubts in Liu Yuanwai's heart and turned them into urgency, and he quickly nodded and agreed to Hong Jiaotou's proposal.

The convoy set off again in the rain.

After a while.

There is indeed an inn on the hill that looks like a tiger leaping in the distance.

Above the wine flag fluttering in the rain.

You can also see the vague three big characters of 'Tiger King Village'.

But what's weird......

A former deserted inn.

At this moment, the lights are bright, and you can faintly hear the sound of wine and shouting in the inn, which is very lively.

Boom~

Hong Jiaotou swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and all kinds of supernatural rumors subconsciously appeared in his mind, and the fear for no reason was cold to the bone marrow, and his pale face was even whiter because of the cold.

"It's weird, it's not bothering!"

He muttered a phrase in his mouth.

Hong Jiaotou retracted his gaze, tightened the reins, and wanted to drive the horse away from the inn.

But......

Motionless!

The horse, which was originally panicked, approached the inn as if it had encountered a natural predator, its body was stiff as a stone, and its whole body trembled, and it did not dare to make a sound.

The nearby guards also noticed that something was wrong with the horses, and stepped forward with a frightened look and asked loudly:

"Hong Jiaotou, why doesn't this horse move?!"

Wow –

The inn not far away suddenly fell silent.

The candle lights and the shouting of wine are gone.

Dead silence and desolation again.

It seems that the excitement just now is just an illusion of Hong Jiaotou.

"This ......"

The guard also noticed that something was wrong with the inn, and his face turned pale, and his legs and stomach began to twist.

"Shut up!"

Hong Jiaotou glared at the guard fiercely, dismounted and ran to Liu Yuanwai's carriage, and said with a gloomy face: "Master, we have hit an evil spirit, we must leave immediately!" ”

Hit the evil spirit?!

Whoop -

The sandalwood beads in his hand suddenly scattered to the ground.

Liu Yuanwai's face was as white as paper, and he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he hurriedly followed Hong Jiaotou out of the carriage.

"This!!"

But when they got out of the carriage.

His expression has changed again.

In a short period of time.

The dozens of people in the convoy all disappeared, the world evaporated, and as far as the eye could see, except for the rain curtain, which was a thick rolling white fog.

"Hahaha, drink."

"Little Er, pour wine, pour wine."

Hazy rain and fog deep.

The inn was lit up again, and there was a cacophony of noise.

"Hehe, two, drifting in the heavy rain, why don't you go into the store to rest for a moment or two, warm up?"

When Hong Jiaotou and Liu Yuanwai trembled, some cold laughter sounded in their ears.

A little guy in a melon skin hat, born with skin and bones, and like a dried corpse, walked out of the rain and mist, nodding and bowing, with a flattering smile on his face.

But Hong Jiaotou and Liu Yuanwai didn't feel any cordial warmth.

The trembling and frightened eyes of the two fell little by little.

Ultimately.

It's all frozen in the empty trouser mouth of the little guy......

……

On the evening of the third day.

It was another thunderstorm, dark and hazy.

"Drive, drive—"

The muddy water is flying, whipping the horse and running.

On the muddy mountain road in the distance of Tiger King Village, a team of people and horses appeared again.

But unlike Liu Yuanwai, they are different.

There are more than ten people in this line.

They are all black suits, and the muscles under the clothes are high and bulging, supporting the clothes tightly and fitting.

The man is male and the horse is biao, and the dragon is fierce and the tiger is fierce.

Majestic rainy day.

You can even see open chests and abdomen, tattooed dragons and tigers, and their appearance is either full of flesh or hideous scars.

Far away.

You can feel the wild and brutal fierce aura, as if the bandits of the Black Wind Village have descended the mountain.

"Phew!" ”

In front of Tiger King Village.

The muddy water splashed, and the sound of the reins stopping the horses became one piece.

The skinny melon skin hat boy ran out of the store, nodding his head and waist familiarly, the difference was that this time he had a foot in his trouser leg, reached out and grabbed the horse rope, and said with a flattering face:

"Everyone, you have worked hard, there is hot water and wine in the store, I will let you ......"

Crackling!

The long whip slashes through the air.

He whipped the little guy so hard that he staggered, fell face down in the muddy water, and a hideous and gloomy look appeared in his eyes.

Tall and horse-high.

Wang Lung, whose muscles were towering and his chest was pierced with a hideous black dragon, withdrew his whip, his face throbbed like a scar centipede, and spat at the little guy:

"Phew, straight lady thief, scare me, why are you born such a thin monkey, your mother didn't give you milk?"

"Hahaha!"

"Xiao Er, I'm afraid you didn't raise it from a son of a bitch, so thin."

"Hey, Xiao Er, how does your mother look?"

There was a rough laugh all around.

Forbear!!

The eyes of the little guy in the melon skin hat lying in the muddy water turned pure black, but he gritted his teeth and held back.

This group of people is not simple.

You can't take it in the normal way.

Bear with it!

Wait until they enter the inn.

You have your own way to make it!

"Hehe, it's good that you're happy."

The black pupils of the little guy in the melon skin hat returned to normal, and he got up and flattered and laughed, without showing any anger.

"What a fucking bitch!"

Wang Lung sneered, and walked towards the first floor of the inn.

Syllable!

Another whip in the face.

"Ma Gu Hao, or I will break your leg!"

A lean and fierce red-haired short-inch man grinned, showing two rows of big white teeth, and patted the face of the melon skin Xiaoer, with a rampant and unruly face.

Forbear!

Forbear!

Guapi Xiaoer's face was distorted, but he still nodded and said, "Yes, yes, it must be more attentive than taking care of my mother." ”

"Hahaha, sensible."

Laughter.

A piece of broken silver was thrown at Xiao Er's feet.

Inexplicable.

Xiao Er wanted to cry a little.

Damn.

It's okay to be bullied as a dog.

Why don't you be a man or be bullied?!

……

"You deserve to drink too, fuck off!"

"Look at it, I've never seen such a handsome big brother!"

"Shopkeeper, where did the shopkeeper die?"

After Wang Long and his entourage of more than ten people entered the inn, they were arrogant and domineering.

The other "guests" dared to take a second look and greeted them with big mouths, and the table was even more shocking.

"Oh, everyone, let's get angry."

Behind the counter, the old man with a strange tiger head hat hurriedly greeted him, laughing and laughing, and the ferocity in his eyes was rising little by little.

After appeasing Wang Lung and others.

The old shopkeeper of the tiger head hat asked the back kitchen to take out melons that were as crystal as jade and the size of a skull, and said with a smile:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the well-known white jade melon in our store, the meat is bright like jade, crisp and sweet, refreshing, nourishing and calming, not that person, the little old man will not take it out."

The melon is crystal clear and fragrant.

Under the illumination of the light, it is really like the white jade.

Wang Lung looked at the melon on the table, his eyes narrowed slightly, he reached out his fingers and tapped it, making a dull tuk tuk sound, turned his head and grinned:

"Are you ripe for this melon?"

“……”

The old shopkeeper of the tiger head hat jumped cheekily and said with a dry smile:

"Master, you are joking, if you are not familiar, how dare the little old man use it to offer ugliness."

"I ask you if you're ripe?!"

Wang Lung looked playfully and stroked the melon, but his tone was full of fierceness.

Call~

The tiger head hat shopkeeper exhaled slightly, and his smile was already a little stiff:

"Bao, absolutely sure, if you don't cook, the melon in the little old man's head will be disposed of by the guests at will."

"Okay, that's what you said!"

Boom!

The steel knife slammed out of its sheath.

The snow light flashed.

illuminated the tiger head hat shopkeeper, the guests in the store, and the melon skin hat Xiao Er, who had just entered the house, had a sudden change in his look.

Snort –

Sincere!

The long stainless steel knife blows the hair and breaks the hair.

Under the control of extremely subtle power, he split the melon and stopped on the Zhuo board.

Call~

The knife wind drives the air flow to surge.

Suddenly, there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

Red, white, black.

As Wang Lung took the knife back, he left a table.

Sneering –

The black liquid flowing from the "white jade melon" softened and corroded the wooden table in the blink of an eye, dripping to the ground, and bursts of black smoke rose.

"You melon, you have a lot of stamina, I'm afraid that a man who is beaten by iron will also become a soft-footed shrimp, right?"

Wang Lung glanced at the metal fragments that fell from the edge of the long stainless steel blade, and looked at the tiger head hat shopkeeper with his head lowered with his golden vertical pupils that were different from ordinary people.

(End of chapter)