At the top of the hill, there is an inn.

There is an inn whose name is "There is an inn." ”

There is an inn built on the hill and a forest nearby.

No competitors, blessed.

Naturally, in this wilderness and mountainous place, some people are strange.

Li Ping'an and Monk Changqing didn't expect that in such a place, they could still see the inn.

To their surprise, there were quite a few people in the inn.

"Oh, guest officer, please inside!"

The enthusiastic Xiao Er beckoned the two into the inn.

Two young Taoists, drinking and chatting.

In the corner sat a big man with thick eyebrows and a purple face.

Several others sat around with a wooden table in front of them.

There was a pot of wine on the table, a few side dishes.

Several of them were flushed and drunk, and they looked like they had drunk a lot of wine.

......

"Yo, where did the guest officer come from?"

The proprietress in sexy and unrestrained clothes leaned against the counter.

This is a beauty, a supreme beauty.

There is a smell of bohemianty in the beauty, and she looks like she is not afraid of heaven and earth.

A pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, soft with a hint of evil.

The Changqing monk said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is a person from the Great Sui, passing through this place, I hope the proprietress will take care of it." ”

The proprietress smiled, her eyes wandering over Li Ping'an and Monk Changqing.

Monk Changqing was obviously a little nervous, and he didn't know if he had seen a beautiful woman or something else.

It turned out to be two chicks, and the proprietress thought it was interesting.

"Do you have money to pay for the drink?"

"Yes, yes." The evergreen monk took out the money from the fate.

The proprietress glanced at it and said nonchalantly, "You don't charge this kind of money here." ”

"We have something, I don't know if we can pay for cooking."

Li Ping'an, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.

The last half of the cloth that the gang leader Scar had given him was left.

The proprietress glanced at it and said with a smile: "Okay, look at you guys are new and you look so good." ”

Li Ping'an and Changqing thanked each other and sat down in the southeast corner.

After a while, good wine and food were served.

In addition to a few colors and flavors, there are also many exquisite pastries.

In particular, the fish is extremely attractive, and the soup is so delicious that you will want to eat it more and more.

Li Ping'an kept Lao Niu's share and ate it with the evergreen monk.

Compared with these delicacies, the one I ate a few days ago can only be regarded as pig food.

There is also a meat dish that is tender and fragrant, but I can't name it, and I can't tell what kind of meat it is.

Xiao Er introduced that this dish is called deer breast.

That is, dried deer, the fresh venison of Liaodong is dried into deer breast.

The meat is porcelain and very tasty.

"But Funan Liaodong?" Changqing asked.

"Nature."

Monk Changqing whispered to Li Ping'an: "Funan Liaodong is 108,000 miles away, spanning two continents, this shop is by no means an ordinary storefront. ”

Li Ping'an smiled.

Heart, do you need to talk about this? Whose ordinary store is here.

At this time, Xiao Er walked to the big man with thick eyebrows and purple face sitting in the corner.

"Guest, you're done with tea, do you need to order something?"

The purple-faced man shook his head, "No need. ”

The smile on Xiao Er's face remained unchanged, "Guest officer, the rules here, a cup of tea can only be used for a stick of incense." ”

The purple-faced man said, "I'm waiting for someone." ”

"Guest, this is the rule."

The purple-faced man was silent.

After a while, he held back a sentence.

"I have no money."

The proprietress at the counter took out a pipe out of nowhere and leaned lazily to the side.

His eyes stared at the Changqing monk intentionally or unintentionally, not caring at all about the movement of the purple-faced man.

The misty smoke that erupted from her lips and teeth added a bit of hazy beauty to her.

"Brother, if you don't mind, come up with us." Li Ping'an said lightly.

The purple-faced man glanced at Li Ping'an and walked over with a stool.

Seeing this, Xiao Er didn't say anything anymore.

As long as the rules are not broken, then don't do your own thing.

"Thank you."

The purple-faced man arched his hand.

"Those who go to the rivers and lakes are just taking a hand." Li Ping'an said.

The purple-faced man thanked him and hugged the thing in his arms.

He didn't move, like a wooden man.

The evergreen monk said: "Donor, why don't you move the chopsticks?" ”

"Can I eat it?" The purple-faced man asked.

Li Ping'an and Monk Changqing couldn't help but smile.

"Naturally, if you don't dislike the two of us, brother, please do it."

The purple-faced man thanked him again and took a big gulp.

During the small talk, Li Ping'an asked.

"Where are you going?"

"Right here, I'm going to kill someone."

The purple-faced man buried his head in the bowl and said calmly.

.......

A short time later, another person walked in outside the door.

It was Zhang Song who was poured nectar on his face by Li Ping'an and Monk Changqing at the foot of the mountain.

Zhang Song was carrying a sword on his back, but he looked a little dignified, and took out a few crystal clear spirit stones familiarly.

"Good wine and good food are served."

The proprietress smiled slightly.

Zhang Song sat down in an empty seat.

"Yo, there are a lot of guests today!"

A boy in a brocade robe followed in.

"Where did the two juniors come from? Oh, it turned out to be a disciple of the Xuanwu Sect, and he deserved to come here to drink? ”

The young man in brocade glanced at the two young Taoists.

The two young Taoists didn't dare to say a word.

He arched his hand and left the inn in a hurry.

Immediately, the eyes of the brocade-clothed boy fell on the few qi practitioners who were drinking on the wooden table.

"What kind of messy qi practitioner, where did you come here?"

"Who the fuck are you talking about!"

When even one person slapped the table

It's just that before he finished speaking, he was stopped by his fellow travelers.

After whispering a few words, the man's face immediately changed drastically, and he was silent for two seconds.

tremblingly, he saluted the boy in brocade and left with his companion.

The proprietress didn't pay attention to it, and said a word without being salty.

"As soon as you came, all my guests ran away."

"I'll just make it up to you."

The brocade-clothed boy threw out a few fine spirit stones.

Then he walked to Zhang Song, who was carrying a sword on his back, and coldly spit out, "Get out!" ”

Zhang Song's expression was Lingran, and he seemed not to be afraid of the other party at all.