After separating from Xiao Yueming, Su Lan returned to Yunlin Inn alone, pushed the door open, the decoration in the room was plain and elegant, and took off the gauze scarf that covered his face, Su Lan walked slowly to the table, and there was a four-legged small tripod on the table, lighting the fragrance that has the effect of refreshing and calming the mind, and a faint sandalwood fragrance lingered in the whole house.

Smelling the aroma of sandalwood, Su Lan's impetuous heart gradually calmed down, her eyes paused, and she seemed to remember something, and then walked to the mahogany bed, reached out and groped under the jade pillow for a while, took out a wooden box, and sat in front of the bed.

Passing by a tailor shop, Xiao Yueming bought a piece of clothing by the way, spent a tael of silver, the clothes are still white lining, black robes, made of coarse cloth, compared with the one on the body, but it is a world of difference, but Xiao Yueming doesn't care about the person who wears it, as for why he loves black clothes so much, this walking rivers and lakes, wind and dust, it is inevitable to fight, black clothes are dirty, if they are contaminated with some dust, it is not obvious.

Holding the newly bought clothes in his hand, Xiao Yueming walked into the hall in tattered clothes, covered with blood, as soon as he entered the door, he instantly attracted the attention of all the diners, most of the veteran Jianghu people, after a glance, they were no longer watching, but there were still some fledgling young people, looking at Xiao Yueming with curious eyes.

On a wooden table by the window, two men are sitting opposite each other, two bowls of noodles are placed in front of them, two old and one young, the old one has a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and short beard, five big and three thick, there is a linen cloth package next to the bench on the side, long strips, the young one has slightly dark skin, smart eyes, looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, an upright young man, at this time the young man is turning his head, curiously looking at the door stained with blood, black clothes tattered sword man.

The young man was looking at it, he felt a pain in his head, and quickly turned his head, it turned out that the old man slapped himself, the old man's hand was quite strong, and the big hand covered with calluses fanned it painfully, the young man's head was lowered, and he gently rubbed his head with his hands, and his smart eyes were full of grievances.

The old man sucked a mouthful of noodles, then put down the chopsticks, and the old god said:

"Nianqin, do you know why I beat you?"

The young man named Nianqin didn't dare to make a sound, and his lowered head shook slowly.

Seeing this, the old man also sighed secretly, and said earnestly:

"Nianqin, you have been walking the rivers and lakes for a short time, you have not seen the sinister of the rivers and lakes, you look at the man in black who just walked in, mixed with blood, and there is a little murderous aura in the breath, I think I must have experienced a big war not long ago, among the rivers and lakes, there are many people with strange tempers and peculiar personalities, just like you staring at others, if the man in black is displeased, he draws his sword and slashes him on the spot, what can you do?"

"Therefore, in the chaos of the rivers and lakes, we must remember that we must not do too much, and if we cause less trouble, we will be able to live longer. ”

When Nianqin heard this, her head gradually raised, her smart eyes looked at the old man, and she said with some doubts:

"Master, there are still such eccentric people? Besides, the master is so powerful, who can bully us. ”

The old man shook his head slightly, sighed, and said to Nianqin in a solemn tone:

"You kid, you can't have this kind of thinking, in the huge martial arts, there are countless people who practice martial arts, and there are many masters, and martial artists like me can't get into the eyes of those real masters at all, so you kid don't rely on the master, you feel invincible in the world." ”

The old man saw that the young man didn't seem to hear what he said, and he still looked casual, his thick eyebrows suddenly turned horizontal, and his tone immediately became stern:

"The master is not joking with you, when the master is as old as you, he has traveled with your master to the rivers and lakes, when I and the master were listening to the play in the garden, I was listening to the joy, it can be seen that a small child in the tea, accidentally sprinkled the tea on the visitor, the child is constantly bowing down to apologize, almost kowtow to admit the mistake, but the visitor is still not reluctant, the crowd watching the play together, some people can not see it, so they come forward to accuse, but not to say that it is okay, this said that the spectator who was sprinkled with tea was instantly annoyed, and shot on the spot, the performance of the play and the onlookers slaughtered on the spot, adding up to twenty or thirty people, if it is not for your master to cultivate to be profound, escaped from the opera garden with me, I'm afraid there will be no one for me now. ”

"Alas, it wasn't until the end that I learned from the master, it turned out that this visitor was the famous red-faced evil ghost tomb unintentionally, this person did all kinds of evil, murderous nature, and the shot was even more spicy, even the master and his old man were not this person's opponent, apprentice, now do you know how dangerous this river and lake is. ”

In the impression of Nianqin, Shigong is an invincible existence, but the red-faced evil ghost tomb has no intention, and his cultivation strength is even more powerful than Shigong, which frightened the young man Nianqin, and the previous indifferent look disappeared, and he nodded his head quickly, remembering what the master said in his heart.

Seeing that his apprentice knew the stakes, the old man also smiled with relief, picked up the chopsticks and picked all the few pieces of beef in his bowl into the Nianqin bowl, and then said kindly:

"Apprentice, you don't have to worry too much, this big river and lake, how can the wicked be so easy to meet, besides, even if they really meet, the master can beat the wicked all over the ground to find teeth, eat more meat, and grow stronger, and wait for Wudang Mountain, you must learn martial arts well, and you must not live up to the name of the master, you know. ”

"Woo~"

Nianqin took a sip of noodles, and then said slurredly:

"Got it, master. ”

The old man kindly looked at the lyre who was gobbling up, and thought that the apprentice who had been with him for decades and had never been separated was about to leave him, and his heart couldn't help but feel sour.

Walking into the hall of the inn, Xiao Yueming didn't pay attention to the eyes of the people around him, he didn't squint, and walked towards the second floor.

"Xiao Gongzi, Xiao Gongzi!"

When I turned my head to look, I saw that the two pockmarks were holding a dirty rag in their hands, trotting all the way from the back kitchen.

Running to Xiao Yueming's side, Er Mazi couldn't help but say loudly when he saw Xiao Yueming's embarrassed appearance:

"Xiao Gongzi, what's wrong with you, are you injured?"

Xiao Yueming shook her head and said with a smile:

"It's fine, there's no need to worry, it's just a minor injury. ”