When night falls, it is the beginning of the lanterns. If it is in an imperial city like the imperial city of the Great Shang Dynasty, it will inevitably be brightly lit at this moment. In other words, some people's lives have just begun.

Although because of the heavy rain, these pedestrians were forced to stay in the inn, I don't know if it was because they were drunk to relieve their sorrows, except for the woman and the Taoist priest who lived in the same room as Zhuge Chen, almost all the rest of the people came to the lobby on the first floor. Even some scholars are no exception. Regardless of whether they recognize each other or not, after three rounds of drinking, they can all laugh and gag with each other. For a while, the clouds outside the inn seemed to be a different thing, where could it be more happy and comfortable here?

Zhuge Chen sat on a chair, holding a chopstick, picked up the cards in his hand and laughed and threw them on the table. A few people play cards, that is, just to have fun, the loser goes to the shop to buy a pot of wine, and the win or loss of one night is just a thumb-sized piece of broken silver. And the only son of the city lord, Yang Qianqiu, was sitting next to Zhuge Chen. Of course, he also wanted to go to the table, but unfortunately his card skills were too poor, and even a few maids around him couldn't look at it, so he persuaded his son-in-law to stop playing. You might as well wait and see the two sets and choose to bet. Although the family has a lot of money, there is no such nonsense, and if the broken silver is scattered, won't it become a good wealth boy?

Obviously, Yang Qianqiu really thought like this, thinking that after Zhuge Chen won a few more rounds, he would definitely have bad luck, so he pressed the silver on the big man opposite, but in the end he lost completely. It seems that tonight, Zhuge Chen is the chosen one, no matter how bad the cards in his hand are, he is not afraid, and the remaining few people will always give him a cover.

came up with a temperament, and wanted to bet on a big Yang Qianqiu to take out the silver, so he wanted to put it on the table, but was dissuaded by Zhuge Chen with four words: "Yang Gongzi is so Yaxing, it's better to buy a few pots of wine." Let's drink together, cup by cup for Yang Gongzi. ”

Yang Qianqiu loved to listen to this, trotted all the way back with a few pots of wine, and said to Zhuge Chen with a smile: "Zhuge Gongzi can always say that I am in my heart, could it be that this is the so-called bosom friend?"

Several maids are helpless, and their son-in-law is so bright that his brain is not good on weekdays. Although he has made friends with all kinds of heroes in Gangyang City with money, he can make a lot of money every time he calculates. How did he meet the young man in white, as if he had been beaten with a stick? I couldn't even tell the difference between east and west, north and south.

Playing cards until late at night, those big men can be regarded as practitioners at best, and their physique is naturally much stronger than that of mortals, but after all, they can't be compared with cultivators, and even more so in terms of energy. So after putting down the glass, he went back upstairs to sleep. The one who lost the worst before leaving was even more crying with a sad face, asking Zhuge Chen not to run, he would burn incense and pray tonight, and he would definitely be able to kill the Quartet at the card table tomorrow, so that Zhuge Chen would lose a fine light.

Zhuge Chen also responded with a smile: "If the elder brother can do this, it will naturally be very good." But don't be so bad tomorrow, or I'll have to appreciate what it's like to be alone. ”

With a curse without malice, the first floor gradually became deserted, and when there was no one, Zhuge Chen turned his head and said to Yang Qianqiu: "Yang Gongzi doesn't go to sleep, the maids behind you are so sleepy that they yawn a few times." ”

Yang Qianqiu said jokingly: "I didn't expect that Zhuge Gongzi looked serious, but he was a master who cherished the fragrance and cherished the jade." It's just a pity that these maids of mine grew up with me and have deep feelings. If not, why not give you one?"

"It's best to be alone. It is easy to delay things. Zhuge Chen took a sip of wine, and then said: "Young Master Yang, if you can, there is no need to call me Zhuge Gongzi." Country villager, such a crepe name, it sounds really awkward. ”

Yang Qianqiu glanced at Zhuge Chen and smiled slightly. The implication is that if you change your words, I will change your words.

Zhuge Chen pretended to be embarrassed, and tentatively shouted Yang Qianqiu, and the two immediately laughed.

Looking at the high-spirited two people at the wine table, the shopkeeper who stayed behind the counter hated it. Eager to pick up the machete hidden in the cabinet behind him, he stepped forward and slashed the two of them. It was only when he caught a glimpse of the Taoist priest who happened to be walking down the stairs that he dispelled his thoughts. It has not been long since the statue of the wild boar broke the shackles of his master, and the most important thing to keep in mind at the moment is not to make extraneous branches. If he angers his master, not only will his hard-earned realm be regained, but everything he promised will also be lost.

Seeing the Taoist priest, Zhuge Chen waved his hand and said hello. It's just that now in the eyes of the Taoist priest, Zhuge Chen is already the dying man, so he didn't answer, but asked the shopkeeper for a plate of stir-fried vegetables, and said a meaningful sentence when the other party was about to go to the back kitchen to inform the shopkeeper: "As a mortal, the most taboo thing is to be ambitious." You can't hurt others, and you can't ...... It's not that the time has not come. ”

The shopkeeper squeezed out a smile, turned around, and pretended not to hear, and said, "Dao Ye, what did you just say?"

"Rotten wood can't be carved. The Taoist priest snorted coldly, sat down in the chair, and said no more.

Yang Qianqiu's gaze swept over the Taoist priest's body without a trace, and then whispered to Zhuge Chen: "This Taoist priest, why is his temper so big? If I remember correctly, he was able to live in the inn, all of which was the result of Zhuge Chen's concessions, right?"

Nodding slightly, Zhuge Chen replied: "After all, he is a Taoist priest, and he is understandable if he has a cold temperament." What's more, I have been living in the same room with him for a day, and he has not made it difficult for me, and he is still a good person, but unfortunately he can't speak. ”

As soon as Zhuge Chen's words fell, he saw the Taoist priest appear behind him, and raised his hand and pointed it on his wrist. The strength was so great that Bai Yi screamed in pain. Although it is not so exaggerated, in order to act and let the other party be sure of his mortal identity, Zhuge Chen still did so after weighing the pros and cons.

On the other hand, Yang Qianqiu stood up from the chair, pointed at the Taoist priest and said, "You, a Taoist priest, are not a thing." Zhuge Chen is kind to you, and if you don't repay it, it doesn't matter, but you can't treat him like this! Could it be that you Taoist priests are all such people?"

The Taoist priest glanced at Yang Qianqiu, but his fingers still refused to be raised.

This made the only son of the Yang family very angry, in fact, he was a cultivator and was in Confucianism. Because of his own husband, he couldn't see the Taoist priest. Therefore, at this moment, he was ready to reach out and take the long sword in the hand of the maid, stand up for his confidant, and compete with the Taoist priest.

"Maybe you're mistaken. The Taoist priest said slowly: "I don't have anything to explain to you, if you don't believe it, you can naturally ask him." ”

At this moment, the shopkeeper who walked out of the back kitchen with stir-fried vegetables saw that the first floor was tense, and immediately rushed up to persuade him. It's a pity that he really doesn't have much culture, even if he acts as a peacemaker, three sentences are inseparable from harmony and wealth.

The Taoist priest didn't entangle with Yang Qianqiu, walked back to his table, and began to eat and swallow food in a muffled voice.

And Yang Qianqiu also sat down, and did not say anything to stimulate the Taoist priest, taking advantage of his tongue. Instead, he cared about Zhuge Chen: "I said, are you okay? That Taoist priest is really ruthless, if it weren't for me here, I even think he wanted to take your life directly." ”

"Thank you, Yang Qianqiu, for your righteous action. Zhuge Chen explained: "But I think that although the Taoist priest was a little ruthless, he did not harbor evil intentions. It must have been that he had a glimpse of what was about to happen to me, and came to solve the disaster for me!"

Yang Qianqiu sighed and said, "You, you, everything is good, it's just too much like a good person." In this way, even if you are not a cultivator who has traveled the rivers and lakes, it is still easy to suffer losses when you can deal with people later. If you can change it, it's best to change it as soon as possible. Don't say that everything is tough, but you must always be able to grasp the proportions. You can't solve anything, it's such a weakness, right?"

"Listen to you, you must change. After Zhuge Chen said that, he drank a glass of wine, as if he was shocking himself: "But then again, Brother Yang, you...... Is that the cultivator?"

"Naturally!" Saying this, Yang Qianqiu couldn't hide his excited expression, and began to gush endlessly: "I, ah, is not only that cultivator, but also the sword cultivator with the highest killing power in the same realm, the highest demand, and the most difficult to become. Coincidentally, I was supposed to be a Confucian student, and after my apprenticeship, I also followed a gentleman to recite the books of sages. But by chance, he wore a sword. Come and see my beloved sword, named Sunset, named after the sword qi that erupts from it, just like the sunset, red and like fire. Many cultivators have been defeated by me precisely because they can't cope with my sword qi. It's not me boasting, if I really had a fight with that Taoist priest. Eight or nine is not far from ten, he will be defeated under my sword qi. ”

Zhuge Chen nodded slightly, and said: "Sure enough, as I expected, Brother Yang is not only a talent, but also a rare son of the sky. To be able to meet you in this inn, Zhuge Chen, I am really fortunate to have three lives!"

"It's serious, it's serious. Yang Qianqiu laughed and said: "Isn't Brother Zhuge a cultivator, in my eyes, you can be described as a fairy." No matter how you look at it, you should have built a cultivation path in your chest, right?"

"What are you building?" Zhuge Chen sighed: "I won't tell you the truth, I did have this opportunity once, but it's a pity that when I was a child, I provoked an elder of the mountain sect in my family, and I was held against him and broke my cultivation path." Therefore, even if it is a covetous cultivator's scenery, it is just a covetousness. ”

I don't know how Yang Qianqiu saw that Zhuge Chen was annoyed, but in short, he comforted: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you had such an experience." But so what? If you are not a cultivator, you are not a cultivator, and a young and handsome man like Zhuge Chen will definitely be able to go down in history in the future. Anyway, you have such a good skin, if you don't make the best use of it, aren't you blind in vain?"

Zhuge Chen sneered and said, "I don't think Yang Qianqiu is bad, your maids, do you usually think about being able to share a bed with you?"

"Brother Zhuge , good judgment!" Yang Qianqiu gave a thumbs up and praised Zhuge Chendao.

This time, Zhuge Chen, who originally wanted to win back a city, was "disgusted" and couldn't speak directly, he poured the residual wine in the pot into his mouth, shook the wine jug, and then dragged himself away from the wine table: "Forget it, don't drink it, it's not very interesting! With you, a big man, what is there to drink? Lao Tzu went to dream, there are countless fairies in the dream, and there are beautiful women serving cups. ”

"Although it is dark night, Zhuge Chen, you have done this daydream, as a friend, I am a five-body thrower. Yang Qianqiu sat on the chair, faced Zhuge Chen, and spoke.

Zhuge Chen did not answer, and stepped into the house before the Taoist priest. In the darkness, Zhuge Chen's eyes were clear, and he naturally knew that what the Taoist priest had just done was not intended to harm him. It's because there is a trace of greedy aura entangled with him, if he hadn't suppressed his whole body realm with his sword qi, I'm afraid that the demon in the mouth of the Taoist priest would have seen his realm. Then the idea of casting a long line to catch a big fish by yourself is about to fail. Fortunately, there is a Taoist priest who has taken action, and now everything can still go smoothly. It's just that the demon lurking in this inn, what is it? Why do you feel familiar with it, but you can't remember it?

With a squeak, the Taoist priest pushed the door and walked in, interrupting Zhuge Chen's thoughts. At this moment, the white-clothed man looked at the Taoist priest with a smile and said, "Thank you Daoist Master for coming to the rescue." ”

"Although I haven't been able to perceive the cultivator's unique qi in you, I don't think you'll be as simple as it seems. Just now, I heard the conversation between you and the only son of the city lord of Gangyang City. That sentence that your own cultivation path was shattered, it should be nonsense, right? It's also a shame that the person named Yang Qianqiu trusts you so much. It can't be said to come to the rescue, and as for thanks, it's even more free, just do it. And if I hadn't done it, you'd have your own solution. The Taoist priest sat on his bed and looked at Zhuge Chen with a calm face. He seemed to have always been like this, expressionless, neither serious nor angry, as if nothing in the world could move his heart, and that cultivation was enough for his life: "But I still want to give you a word of advice, and tomorrow at the latest, this place will be reduced to a purgatory." It's raining heavily outside, and it must not be able to stop you, so run as fast as you can! As for whether to bring Yang Qianqiu, a confidant you have only known for two days, whatever you want. ”

After a long time, Zhuge Chen rubbed his eyes, put the oil lamp burning next to him in front of him, and said apologetically: "Master Dao, what did you say just now, I was really sleepy and fell asleep, I'm really embarrassed." If it's convenient, can you tell me more?"

"Why play stupid, it's funny?" the Taoist priest inevitably asked.

Unexpectedly, Zhuge Chen still looked at the Taoist priest with a puzzled face, and said repeatedly, Daoist, what are you talking about, please be simpler, otherwise I really don't understand.

With a cold snort, the Taoist priest lay on the bed, closed his eyes and went to recuperate.

......

At 10 o'clock that day, everyone in the inn was awakened by a loud noise. When I opened my eyes, I realized that the bed under me was in ruins for some reason. Like Zhuge Chen, sleeping in clothes or just closing his eyes naturally doesn't need to worry, but some women hurriedly drove to the bedding to cover their bodies to avoid being taken advantage of by some thieves.

Zhuge Chen's gaze swept around, although he still didn't know why he was here, but Jiucheng should be inseparable from that demon. When he finally found Yang Qianqiu's trace, he suddenly felt a little angry. I originally thought that the other party was joking last night, but I never thought that those maids were really the bed-warming girls of the only son of the city lord. Therefore, at this moment, the young man in white inevitably remembered the Gina girl who was far away in the desert outside the law. Immediately, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"What do you think, smiling so happily?" Yang Qianqiu walked to Zhuge Chen's side, slapped Bai Yi on the back, and then spoke.

"It's just a thought of a friend. Zhuge Chen said.

"Friend, it shouldn't be Zhuge Chen, the girl you love, right?" With Yang Qianqiu's appearance, even if it is a thief's eyebrows and a mouse-eyed smile, it seems to be a different kind of scenery in the eyes of a woman. At this moment, he kept hitting Zhuge Chen with his elbow, smiling maliciously.

casually said that he was too lazy to say more to you, Zhuge Chen walked out of the ruins, separated the crowd, and Zhuge Chen saw the Taoist priest standing at the forefront of the crowd. At this moment, the Taoist priest was full of silence, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a long time, he spoke to the people behind him: "Sure enough, as I thought, there are demons hiding in this inn. If you want to save your lives, just stay here now. It is expected that now that Lang Lang is in the clouds, the other party should not dare to show up. ”

"Dao Master, what you just said is true?"

"If that's the case, what should we do?"

"Demon ...... It can't be those things that feed on people's hearts and livers among the monsters, Taoist priest, don't be funny, it's okay to fool children, even your grandfather dares to fool?"

Everyone was talking to themselves, and the Taoist priest didn't care, just as he said. I came to the inn by myself and risked my life, just to kill demons and eliminate demons. As for whether the prisoner lives or dies, what does it have to do with him? The key to building your own road future lies in the word ruthlessness. Even if all these people died in front of him in the next second, he could ensure that his heart would not move, and he would not even bother to move his eyelids.

At this moment, Yang Qianqiu stood in front of everyone instead of the Taoist priest. As the only son of the city lord of Gangyang City, the largest city in the south of Yunmeng, he has undoubtedly seen too many more storms than ordinary people since he was born. Although as an only son, the city lord is favored in every way, but he has never been doting. Because the self-made city lord wants to train his son to be the next city lord who is better than the blue. The word Qianqiu in his name poured into the ambition of the city lord. And Yang Qianqiu did not live up to his father's expectations, he looked like a natural leader, stood on the top of the steps and began to express his opinions.

In fact, if it was just him, the people in the inn might buy him a face, but they would never listen. But when Zhuge Chen was in the crowd, applauded, and continued to add fuel to the fire, the commotion was finally quelled.

"Boy, in a few words, I also want to destroy the plan of Lao Tzu's master, I am not small!" At this moment, a voice came not far away. Everyone followed the prestige, and saw that on the cliff above the ruins, stood the shopkeeper of the inn and the shopkeeper. Among them, the one who spoke was the shopkeeper who had changed his outfit, green clothes, yellow pants, black turban, and some nondescript shopkeepers.

When everyone saw that it was the other party, they were naturally surprised and a little angry, it seemed that they would fall here, and it must be the other party's means. But because they didn't dare to say anything, they still chose to wait and see and make plans later.

But Zhuge Chen didn't care about this, he smiled and leaned back, pointed to the shopkeeper and said: "Look at this guy, maybe it's because of the shyness in the pocket, where did you pick up a few pieces of rags and sew clothes? ”