When the billowing smoke rose, Qin Ke went down the mountain a little depressed, his heart was churning with monstrous waves, but there was not a word on his lips.

He felt like a small raft in the center of the waves, spinning and spinning weakly in the waves, his crumbling body almost unable to support it, and could be submerged at any moment.

Zhuge Wanling, Gao Changgong and Abu and others had already left before the smoke rose, their danger was still not lifted, obviously that mausoleum could not stop Wang Xuanwei, once the general of the Mo family went out of the mountain, he would first try his best to wash away the shame of being played in the mausoleum.

And the thousand black horsemen in Zhuge Wanling's mouth are now in Pengcheng, waiting for their arrival.

Qin Ke didn't know what form this battle would take and what form it would end, but he believed that Zhuge Wanling was sure of victory, and he didn't worry too much.

What's more, he only has the words that Zhuge Wanling said to him in his mind now.

He suddenly squatted down with his head in his hands, until he felt that all the strength in his body had been inexplicably lost, and muttered, "How is it possible? How is it possible? Master is not dead?"

He recalled that day, he and Uncle Ji personally carried the master's body and let him lie peacefully in the coffin full of the spicy fragrance of camphor, and then he raised his hammer and knocked the top of the coffin into the coffin board one by one, and at the same time, his heart seemed to be pierced by the coffin, spurting blood.

These memories can still be recalled clearly by him, is it all an illusion?

He squatted on the ground and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with a reason, he just felt very tired, and wanted to find a place to sleep well.

"Ah Ke!" I don't know how long I walked, Qin Ke heard Uncle Ji's shout, he raised his head slightly, I don't know when, he had already followed the familiar route back to the door of the inn.

Uncle Ji also had a tired look on his face, an honest peasant man, even if he opened an inn and became a shopkeeper now, he was still as small as a mouse, he waited for Qin Ke's news last night, and didn't sleep all night, and now seeing Qin Ke's lost soul, his heart tightened, but he was not worried about the silver, but worried about Qin Ke: "What's the matter? It won't be that group of black riders who embarrass you, right?"

"Nope. Qin Ke replied in a low voice, "I'm just a little sleepy." ”

Uncle Ji was silent for a while, looking at Qin Ke's appearance, knowing that he was unhappy, so he didn't ask too much, just touched his head and said, "Are you hungry? Yesterday's beef is still for you, you wait, I'll go and get you a bowl of noodles. ”

The birds of the morning were still full of energy, flapping their wings and hurrying by with branches in their mouths, and the water in the aqueducts of the ridges was as loud as ever, as if in response to something, and the air was filled with the fragrance of earth and vegetation.

And the inn seems to have been woken up in such an atmosphere, the Jianghu guests who slept in the guest room at night lazily stretched their waists and walked down from the upstairs guest room, and fought with the Jianghu guests who occupied the inn's tables and chairs and slept all night and are now lazily eating breakfast and drinking morning tea.

"What's the matter? No matter how much you say it on the rivers and lakes, you can't say a single word, you should always pay attention to the first come, first come, first come, right?"

"Why do you come first and come later? You can figure it out, you don't have a guest room in this inn, what kind of guests are you? We all spent money, and we are kind enough to let you sleep on this table and chair for a night, but now what's the matter?

"Why do you book a guest room and this table and chair is yours? We still spent money to buy food, do you want us to eat at the door? The door of the inn is open, and when you come in and sit down, you will be a guest, can you still wait for three, six, nine?"

"It's divided into three, six, nine and so on, you guys just buy some food and want to stand in the pit and not, I think it's inferior!"

"If you have the ability, you give me the guest room!

"Yes, I'm still tripling! Isn't the room amazing? Really when we can't afford to book a guest room called Hanako?"

Hey, if you call your father, then I will let you be a good son in the guest room, and I will be the right to take care of your son as a father. ”

"Who do you say is your son?"

"Whoever is making trouble unreasonably is my son!"

Outside the door, those who thought that they hadn't grabbed the guest room and didn't grab the seats, they were already bored when they went up and down the mountain empty-handed, and when they encountered such a good show, they naturally made a loud noise outside.

"Hit him, hit him!"

"Fight, fight, don't fight, you're not a man!"

As the noise escalated, many Jianghu guests who had just gotten up early from elsewhere attracted outside the door, and the inns were in chaos inside and outside.

Uncle Ji glanced back, but just frowned and didn't care.

In the past, he must have run up in a panic to persuade both sides to fight, but since he was kicked twice as a punching bag, he has never been bored with himself.

This inn has also been open for some days, and the people who come and go have changed I don't know how many waves, if he used to be in awe of the rivers and lakes, but after a long time, he can be regarded as figuring out some so-called "rivers and lakes".

Although these Jianghu people have loud voices, they are often fierce, and even if they really draw their swords, they are just scolding each other in a different way for half an hour. It can only be said that the kind of ruthless people who do it without saying a word and draw their swords can only be said to be a minority, and if this situation really happens, what can a small person like him do?

If you let him enter the sword shadow to persuade him, I am afraid that he will already pee his pants as soon as he takes a step closer, let alone let him say a complete sentence.

Since the rivers and lakes are people's rivers and lakes, they are naturally mixed, and the best way is of course to stay out of the matter and treat yourself as a blind person. When things settle down, just spend a little more money and ask the grumpy carpenter in the village to fix the broken tables and chairs.

He wasn't too worried that these Jianghu people would embarrass him, and under the rule of the Mo family, there were few Jianghu people who hurt the people viciously.

At this moment, I don't know who came from there: "Look, the black cavalry is gone!"

The noise in the inn suddenly stopped, and there was a commotion, and countless people ran out in a noisy and looked in the direction of the entrance of the village.

"What's going on?" someone said with a sigh, "coming in a hurry, and going in a hurry, what do you say this black rider is here for?"

The person who was arguing with him just now replied: "Where can I think about this, when there are so many high-ranking officials and nobles that they are full of food and support, they probably come to move their muscles and bones?"

"That's a black rider. There are a few people in the Mo family who can take the black horse out to move their muscles, but I can see that the one who led the way that day is not an ordinary nobleman. If you want me to say, there must be something urgent. A sword-wielding man who was obviously knowledgeable walked out from behind, looking at the two laymen with disdain.

The person in front of him was poked, and immediately replied with anger on his face: "Nonsense, I can also see that those nobles who eat and wait for death have that person's murderous aura?"

Qin Ke listened to the rumbling sound of horses' hooves gradually moving away, and the entrance of the village was filled with grand smoke and dust, and he was slightly distracted. Perhaps among all the people present, they knew best why these black riders came and why they went.

Since the black rider left, it means that Wang Xuanwei has also come out of the mausoleum and went to chase Zhuge Wanling and them, right?

Qin Ke lowered his head and thought, he didn't know what kind of feelings he should give to Zhuge Wanling, although this "master's brother" should have been someone he was very close to, but he felt the calmness in Zhuge Wanling's eyes, almost ruthless.

He is the kind of person who will overcome obstacles and forge ahead no matter how difficult the road ahead, right? And for people like him, no burden will be retained by him.

Of course, this was just his personal intuition.

But Gao Changgong once said in the belly of the mountain: "I only hope that the day you really leave Jingwu, you can take me, but I also want to see what it is that can make people like you desperately pursue." ”

Maybe he thinks the same way.