The next time passed very ordinary, Xu Baichuan settled in this inn, reading books and practicing swords every day, waiting for that opportunity by the way.

As for the place where the Great Zhou Tianzi lived, he already had a general understanding, and it was not very far from this inn, only a few dozen miles away, if the time came, it should not take long to see the Great Zhou Tianzi.

There are still only three of them in the inn during this time, Wen Fu still gives porridge every morning, thunder can't move, after getting the silver given by Xu Baichuan, the cost is a lot more generous, the original light porridge has a lot of meat, and even a lot of meat is put in the middle of the bun, so there are more and more beggars gathered here every day, so he is very busy, and he will be out of breath after every porridge.

Xu Baichuan said that he came to help, but he refused verbally, according to him, this is his own business, and Xu Baichuan is a guest, which is very bad.

So he gritted his teeth and persevered.

As for the woman with the gun, Mo Tianyu, she carried a gun and looked for good players in the rivers and lakes in the Great Zhou Tian, every day, she went out early in the morning, and came back with a smile on her face in the middle of the night.

On this day, after eating breakfast, Mo Tianyu still walked out with a gun, originally came back late at night as usual, but today was a little abnormal, not long after lunch, he came back with a dejected face, there was a lot of dust on his body, like rolling around in a pile of dirt, the original plain white dress had turned gray, and even the neatly combed hair was a little messy, with a lot of dead grass mixed with bits and pieces.

Looks like this girl has hit hard stubble.

Mo Tianyu's realm is refining, at her age, she is good in the mountains and fields, plus the spear in her hand, it will not be too difficult to deal with people in the same realm, even if she loses, she will not become like this, and now she is back with a disgraced face, it should be a flow of heartfire.

Mo Tianyu sat next to Xu Baichuan, put the spear in his hand on the table, and held his chin, a little melancholy.

This girl used to be very arrogant, but now it is rare to see this, Xu Baichuan was curious, so he asked a few more words, and Mo Tianyu was like opening the chatterbox, telling all the details of what he encountered today.

After the words were finished, there was no such melancholy.

In fact, it is also a coincidence, Mo Tianyu these days early out and late home, challenging the rivers and lakes of the good hands, at the beginning no one knew, there were many people to fight, to the later famous, want to find someone is a little difficult, so he threw out the silver, whether it is to win or lose can get this silver, under the temptation of silver there are many people who are interested, but then it is not very easy to make. The first is to be strong in martial arts, and the second is to care about your own reputation and face, losing to a female doll, the reputation will definitely fall, the money can be earned again, it doesn't have to be these, and if the reputation is not, it will be much more difficult to mix the rivers and lakes in the future, even if you quit the rivers and lakes in the future and want to open a museum to accept apprentices, there will be people who come up with this matter and say, it is not worth it in the long run, so there is actually no one fighting with Mo Tianyu these days. As for today's scene, it happened to meet a monk who went to a martial arts hall as a guest, came and went, and the two sides made an agreement, fought, and then became what it is now.

Mo Tianyu said indignantly: "He deceived and said that he would fight fairly, but he actually used spells, so he really didn't want to be shameless." ”

Xu Baichuan was noncommittal, in addition to holding weapons, the monks in the world are magic weapons and spells, and if they can use them, they naturally need to use them, otherwise why do they practice this?

Mo Tianyu talked to himself for a while, then suddenly stopped talking, turned to look at Xu Baichuan, and sighed: "You are not a monk, it is useless to talk to you." ”

Xu Baichuan's realm has been covered by the autumn wind, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to tell others, even if the Tianmen realm comes, he can't see it thoroughly, how can Mo Tianyu know?

All I can know is just a swordsman name, and I don't know anything else.

Xu Baichuan laughed and continued to look down at the book.

Shan Zeye Xiu, how can it be so easy.

Seeing that Xu Baichuan didn't respond, Mo Tianyu snorted coldly, and after sitting for a while, he suddenly picked up his spear and walked upstairs, and by the way, he also carried a few buckets of hot water, which seemed to be taking a bath.

Soon after she left, Wen Fu walked into the inn with a lot of things.

In addition to all kinds of meat, the most conspicuous are a few large bags of dried fruits.

This is to make Laba porridge, today is New Year's Day, after which is Laba, and after a while it will be a small year, and even Chinese New Year's Eve is only a short period of more than twenty days.

The year is coming to an end.

Wen Fu put the things in the kitchen, and before he walked out of the door, he seemed to suddenly think of something, took out a lot of pastries from another bag and put them on the plate, and sent them to Xu Baichuan, who was reading, on the table.

The pastries are very delicate and the ingredients are also very sufficient, it is said that they came out of the palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and they were very popular with the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty wanted to have fun with others, so the practice was widely spread.

As for whether this matter is true or not, there is no way to investigate, but this pastry is really good, with a faint aroma of osmanthus.

Xu Baichuan said thank you softly, reached out and took a piece of pastry and chewed it slowly, while the book in his hand still kept moving.

Wen Fu sat aside, thinking about whether he should remove all these tables, his place was called an inn, but in fact it was more like a mansion, but there were a lot of tables in the lobby, and these tables were very rare, only used during the daily soup kitchen, but those beggars liked to stand outside to eat, this table seemed to have no need to exist, but it was a bit of an eyesore.

In the end, Wen Fu still felt that it was better to keep these tables, and it should be a little uncomfortable to suddenly remove them after watching them for so many years.

The two were eating pastries and doing their own things, and after a long time, Wen Fu suddenly asked, "Gongzi Xu, it's almost the New Year, aren't you going home?"

Xu Baichuan smiled and said softly, "I can't go back, and I can't go back." ”

Wen Fu seemed to be transparent, and nodded, "I heard the storyteller on the street say, you children of the rivers and lakes are wandering around, and you can't go back until you're old!"

Xu Baichuan thought about it and found that what Wen Fu said was right, so he nodded.

"Young Master Xu, where is your home?"

This is the second problem with the Wenfu.

Xu Baichuan spoke: "In a place called Yunzhen. ”

Wen Fu sighed and continued to ask, "Which state capital is that?"

Xu Baichuan glanced at him and said calmly, "In Liguo." ”

The Great Zhou Dynasty unified this world and was the only country in this world, so the word Liguo had a big impact on Wen Fu, he originally thought that Xu Baichuan was a native of the Great Zhou, but the accent was a little strange, and now he suddenly heard the word Liguo, and he felt very incredible.

The Great Zhou world is very big, and it takes ordinary people many years to complete it, let alone add other countries, but Xu Baichuan categorically said that he came from Liguo.

Wen Fu's surprise is inevitable.

Wen Fu took a sip of tea and was shocked, and only after a long time did he say softly: "Young Master Xu, how long have you been away from home?"

Xu Baichuan was stunned, he started holding a sword in the summer of that year, traveled with a sword in the autumn, went to the Sword Sect in the winter, and stayed in it for three years, and now at this time, it should be four years past.

Xu Baichuan patted the autumn breeze and said softly: "It's been four years." ”

Wen Fu tugged at the corners of his mouth, silently calculating the distance in his heart, and the more he calculated, the more surprised he became, four years was only enough to walk from the most remote Baizhou to the Great Zhou Tiandu, if you add the rest of the national boundaries, wouldn't it mean that this mysterious Xu Gongzi has been on the road for the past four years?

Even if you can ride a horse and a boat, it's very unusual.

Wen Fu sorted out his thoughts and asked cautiously, "Young Master Xu, you should be from the mountain." ”