When the two of them went down the mountain, the sunset had passed, and the sky was full of stars.

The coachman had long since left, and Xiao Qi and the others could only walk along the mountain road alone, and they vaguely remembered that they had passed a small town that was not very lively on the way, and they might be able to stay in a shop there.

The streets of the town were empty, and when they saw a hut with a wine flag still lit, they walked there together.

As soon as Qi Zehui, who was hungry and thirsty, saw that there was a wine shop, he immediately opened his teeth and danced his claws to speed up his pace, and Xiao Yan saw this, so he had to speed up his pace and follow behind with tears and laughter.

Suddenly, a figure trotted out from the corner of the place, and Qi Zehui, who rushed forward in a daze, pretended to be full of arms.

"Ouch!" Qi Zehui exclaimed, and fell to the ground at the same time as the man.

"How is it?is there something wrong?" Xiao Yan hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

"Damn, my ass has broken into four petals!" Qi Zehui grinned in pain, "Hey, what about you, don't you look at the road when you walk?"

In front of him was a man who couldn't see his face clearly, full of alcohol, his beard was as long as weeds, his hair was messy like basil, he was wearing a torn cotton suit that had not been washed for a long time, and the only thing clean on his body was a shiny gourd on his waist.

"Huh!" the man glared at the two of them with drunken eyes, and then got up and ran away very sluggishly, without apologizing.

Qi Zehui was so angry that he picked up his crutches and was about to go up to theorize: "Hey, I said you ......"

"Forget it," Xiao Yan hurriedly stopped him with a smile, "For the sake of you being peers, you can spare him this time!"

"Damn, it's really unlucky!" Qi Zehui looked at the back of the man leaving, and slammed the ground with his cane. However, there was no sound of wood hitting the stone bricks.

Qi Zehui looked down curiously, it turned out that his crutches were impartially pressed on a small cloth bag, and he bent down to pick it up and saw that there were actually five or six copper plates inside.

This made Qi Zehui, who loved money like his life, suddenly feel that all the previous unhappiness disappeared at this moment, but the two quickly realized that this was from the previous homeless man.

"Shall we go and give it back to him?" Xiao Yan said as he stepped forward to take the small cloth bag.

Qi Zehui smiled "hehe" and pulled his hand back suddenly: "He deserves it!"

Xiao Yan looked at his friend with a smug expression, and then looked at the man's long disappeared back, so he had to smile bitterly.

There is no signboard at this liquor store, only two somewhat old blue flags hanging in the doorway, with a large liquor word written on them.

The two walked into the store, there were no other diners in the store, and standing behind the counter at the door was a fat woman with heavy makeup, who was applying grease and powder to the mirror and scratching her head.

To the surprise of Xiao Qi and the others, the original rude homeless man was also here. He stood at the counter, craned his neck and looked into the inner room, his eyes full of longing.

"You ......" Qi Zehui was stunned for a moment, and he was about to step forward again, but was pulled back by Xiao Yan.

"Yo, there are two handsome guest officers~" The chubby proprietress saw the two of them walk into the store, and immediately greeted them in a very pretentious tone.

"Hey~" Qi Zehui only felt the hairs on his back, and couldn't help but tremble.

"Hey, you, don't you see the guests? Why don't you get out of the way and let the people go?" the proprietress turned her attitude towards the two of them, and shouted unceremoniously at the homeless man.

"I don't know how you got to this point!"

The man also glanced back at the visitor with great interest, and was about to get out of the way.

"None... It's okay," Xiao Yan was also a little afraid of this "enthusiastic" fat woman, "Let's just wait to the side, and let the runner come to greet him......"

"Ouch...... Childe is really polite, that little guy is drinking this stinky drunkard in the back, please wait a minute!"

"Well, okay, good work. Xiao Yan nodded.

The two of them then sat down in a corner, leaning towards the counter to avoid the hostess's gaze.

"Wine—" came a shout from the inner room, and a little man with a scab head walked out briskly, carrying the gourd that had hung over the homeless man's body.

"Really, really...... It's so slow to pour wine!" The fat proprietress glanced at the little guy, and then unceremoniously threw the heavy wine jug onto the counter with a "clang", and said disgustedly: "Five cents! Get out of here after paying! You short-lived * goods, you have stained my shop to the ground...... If it weren't for the recent sluggishness of business, I wouldn't have let you in!"

The homeless man was humiliated, but the expression on his face was still so indifferent, as if he had long been accustomed to it.

But when his hand touched his pocket, his face changed suddenly.

"What's the matter? Do you want to take a few more glances at the old lady? You don't pee on yourself, what kind of thing is it...... is a mess of dog hair?" the fat woman scolded the man while picking her nails casually.

"Where's the money, where is the money, it's still there just now!" the man's expression suddenly became sluggish, and he lowered his head and looked around on the ground.

"What, no money?" As soon as the proprietress heard the word "money", she was like a great enemy, and her whole person suddenly trembled: "What kind of wine do you come to buy when you have no money?"

Xiao Yan suddenly realized that what the two of them had picked up was not all of this person's belongings.

Seeing that the homeless man had been groping on the ground for a long time without any result, the proprietress couldn't help it, and scolded angrily: "It's really bad luck today! I was kind enough to feed the dog and was tricked by the dog! Wang Xiao! Go and pour the wine back! And then get rid of the things that the dog raised!"

"Gotcha!" the little guy glared at the man with the master's gaze, and reached out to get the wine gourd.

"Don't!" As soon as he heard that the wine was about to be poured back, the man was shocked as if he was about to be robbed of his wife, and hurriedly snatched the wine gourd first.

"What's the matter, are you still going to be able to rob it?" the proprietress widened.

"I said shopkeeper," the man hugged the gourd tightly like a baby, and said unhurriedly, "I bought so many times of wine from you, and you have to mix it with water every time, and you have to count it after so many times, so you owe me three or four pots, right? Why don't you make this wine today...... Will you spare me?"

"What water!" the proprietress changed her expression, "You * raised thing, don't spew people in this bloody mouth, ruin the old lady's business! Don't you see that I still have guests here?"

The homeless man let out an "oh", pulled out the cork with an indifferent expression, and took a sip of wine unhurriedly: "A certain person has achieved nothing in his life, but only for drinking, a certain person will never be ambiguous!"

"You... You ......" The proprietress was so angry that her lips turned white, "Wang Xiao, hit him with a stick!"

"Yes!" Wang Xiao immediately took out the flat pole from under the counter and unceremoniously pumped it towards the man.

The first time it was raised too high and it was pumped on the beam, and the second time it was pumped firmly on the man!

The homeless man shuddered for a moment, but remained silent, and feasted on the gourd to himself, allowing the merciless flat pole to be whipped on his body one after another, without dodging or dodging.

"Mother, this guy is a real drunkard!" Qi Zehui looked stupid, and he couldn't bear it in his heart.

"Stop fighting! Stop!" Xiao Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and got up and shouted to stop it.

The flat shoulder slammed into the back of the homeless man's head, breaking it in two, and the latter staggered one by one, and squirted out of his nostrils all the unswallowed wine in his mouth with a pop.

Xiao Yanfei stepped forward, snatched the flat burden from the little man's hand, and then turned his head to ask about the man's injury.

Who knew that the man just shook his face with "grunt" and continued to drink.

"Guest officer, who are you?" The proprietress looked at Xiao Yan who suddenly came out and felt very surprised.

"I've paid for his drink! Don't beat him again!" Xiao Yan said sharply.

This time, not only the proprietress was very surprised, but even the man stopped what he was doing, turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan in surprise.

"This ......," said the proprietress "is just a poor man who sleeps in the corner of the street, so why do you protect him like this?"

"I hit you before, and now you're going to help me?" the man asked, rather strangely.

"Although I am not a great knight, I will never stand by and watch the unarmed being bullied!" Xiao Yan protected the man behind him and said, "Uncle, don't worry, I will take care of this matter today!"

The proprietress and the little maid glanced at each other, their eyes full of confusion.

"What, don't you make money?" Qi Zehui on the side walked over slowly and said coldly.

"Earn, of course earn!" the proprietress remembered the most important thing and hurriedly laughed.

"Hmph!" Xiao Yan waved his hand and threw a few copper plates on the counter brutally: "Let's go!

"Hey, hey, your stuff!" Qi Zehui stuffed the small cloth bag into the homeless man's hand, "Remember to watch the road when you walk in the future!"

The homeless man looked at the two of them deeply, tied the wine gourd, and walked away without saying a word.

"Look at you, kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs," Qi Zehui patted Xiao Yan's shoulder, "This white-eyed wolf doesn't even say thank you, and he doesn't accept your favor at all!"

"Forget it," Xiao Yan looked at the back of the man who left alone, "Just feel comfortable in your heart." For now, let's hurry up and find out if there is an inn where we can stay overnight, I don't know if there is a coachman here who can take us to the hinterland of the Central Plains......"

The two of them walked around in this unfamiliar town, and they couldn't remember how many turns they made and how many roads they walked, but they didn't find any inns anyway.

"Banzha!" Qi Zehui suddenly stopped.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" "I always feel like someone is following us behind me!"

Xiao Yan listened and hurriedly looked back. There was not a single person on the empty streets.

"Are you wrong?" Xiao Yan was a little scared, and said tentatively with luck.

"No, no, it's because you're too slow," Qi Zehui's expression was very serious, "My judgment is generally not wrong, we are most likely targeted!"

"What then?" "I don't know, let's go first!"

There was not a single light around, and it was silent, and you could hear each other's heartbeats quietly. The two quickened their pace, went around in circles, and finally inadvertently turned into a deep alley.

The uneasy premonition grew stronger, but the only thing they could do was to pray in their hearts that an inn with an open door would appear soon.

Suddenly, a masked figure suddenly flashed from the corner of the ground wall in front of him, and he waved the weapon in his hand and hit Xiao Yan.

With such a close distance and such a small space, Xiao Yan didn't have time to dodge at all, so he could only stand up and take this blow with his arms firmly-

The bamboo pole burst into bloom on both of his forearms. Xiao Yan snorted in pain, took a few steps back, and suddenly was stopped and hugged from behind, directly hitting him to the ground.

It turned out that there was more than one person! Xiao Yan secretly said in his heart that something was not good, how could he not move his hands were restrained by the countermeasures.

Qi Zehui, who was on crutches, was also kicked over and sat down against the wall.

Without saying a word, several masked bandits stepped forward and tore off their shirts and groped around for a while.

Qi Zehui was so anxious that he screamed: "Damn!ah! help! Rape! Can you be rude to another woman, master, I'm not good at this! Ah......"

"Shut up!" a bandit went up and slapped him, "Call your mother*, aren't you quite rich, grandfathers are here to rob money!

"This skinny guy doesn't have it!" "This one has a good guy, it's a small bag!"

"That's my money!" Xiao Yan saw that the money bag was snatched, and he was so anxious that he cried out, without those entanglements, they would definitely be trapped in this hellish place.

In the midst of the struggle, broken silver and copper coins were scattered all over the ground.

"Damn, call you dishonest, call you dishonest......" When everyone saw so much money, their eyes were red, and they directly let go of Qi Zehui on the side, and punched and kicked Xiao Yan.

Qi Zehui's kick hadn't eased up, he couldn't walk in pain, and he was gasping for breath on the side, when he suddenly looked up and saw that there was one more person on the low wall next to him.

The man was the homeless man they had cleared earlier, and he was crouching on the wall and watching them silently.

"Damn, I guessed it was you!" Qi Zehui spat and scolded: "We were kind enough to help you, but you called someone to rob us! White-eyed wolf! What a fuck, fuck!"

He was so angry that he couldn't think of words for a while, so he could only yell "fuck" twice.

But when the masked bandits heard this, they all looked at the low wall, their eyes full of surprise: "Fuck, why is this stinky guy here?"

This time it was Qi Zehui's turn to be stunned, he looked up at the stinky man, and then at the gang of bandits, not a gang? Then what is he doing here? Is he brave enough to do righteous deeds? But although he was puzzled, he still hurriedly replied: "Don't look down on those who ask for food! It's your father who asks for food!"

"Uncle, don't be reckless, go quickly!" Xiao Yan raised his head with difficulty and persuaded loudly.

"Get out of here, or I'll chop you up!" the bandit at the head also scolded.

The man on the wall showed a strange smile, and everyone was in shock, when the man suddenly moved.