Chen Jianping settled down the medicine pounding immortal, rode one person and one horse, and went north, heading towards the northern frontier.

After two or three days, I arrived at the mouth early, although I slept in the open air all the way, fortunately he had deep internal strength, but he did not feel tired, near noon, I saw a small shop on the edge of the town from a distance, and there was a flagpole erected outside the store, and a white cloth signboard was hung on it, which said "Happy Lane Restaurant" five big characters.

Chen Jianping looked at the sun and thought in his heart: "The day has not yet come to agree on the connection with the red-clothed messenger Qian Yi, and it is too early for me to come." Thinking of this, he galloped to the front of the shop.

I saw a long shelf in front of this small point, which was three or four battles long, and there were many horses tied to it, thinking that it was close to noon, and there were quite a lot of diners passing by in the store, Chen Jianping did not want to go to a crowded place, and when he saw this scene, he wanted to turn around.

Seeing Chen Jianping's hesitation, he hurriedly greeted him, raised his hand to hold the reins of Chen Jianping's mount, and said with a smile on his face: "Guest officer, it's noon, why don't you come in and drink a glass of water and wine to quench your thirst? The beef and mutton in the small shop is a must in this ten miles and eight villages, and there will be no such shop after you pass this village, so let's try it?"

Chen Jianping didn't bother to follow Xiao Er's verbosity, and was about to walk after lifting the reins of the horse, at this moment, the wooden door of the tavern slammed, and a little beggar fell out of the store, and a fat old man who looked like a shopkeeper pointed to the little beggar on the ground and scolded: "I don't know the dirty things, I have disturbed my business for no reason, I don't want to starve you to death, uncle, I am in a bad mood today, and the leftover soup and leftovers are fed to the dogs, get out!"

This stingy ghost is quite strong, although he fell heavily on the ground, but his face did not change, but when he looked down, the only bit of residual porridge in the broken bowl in his hand was wiped on the ground and turned into a ball of mud, and suddenly grievances and anger surged into his heart, and two lines of tears were left on his puffed little face.

Chen Jianping felt a pain in his heart when he saw it, thinking that he was a little beggar like this in Sangye Village, only to see him turn the horse's head suddenly, jump off the horse with a roar, throw the reins to the shopkeeper, and strode towards the little beggar.

Chen Jianping is tall and heroic, he has commanded the heroes for several years, and he has a momentum of not being angry and arrogant, and before he can speak, the fat shopkeeper involuntarily took two steps back.

Chen Jianping lifted the little beggar up with one hand and said to the shopkeeper: "Choose a quiet table, I will invite this little brother to drink and eat!"

The fat shopkeeper nodded hurriedly, Chen Jianping led the little beggar into the store, a room of diners was taken by his majesty, and suddenly fell silent, and they all turned their heads to look over, Chen Jianping didn't like to be public, his face sank, and he led the little beggar into the inner room.

Chen Jianping didn't talk to the little beggar, he asked for a big table of fruits and meat dishes, and the little beggar sat at the table and stared at the table of wine and meat in a daze, without speaking or moving, staring at Chen Jianping with two eyes motionless.

Chen Jian was expressionless, handed out a pair of bamboo chopsticks to the little beggar, pointed to the wine and meat on the table and said, "Eat it." The little beggar nodded, took the chopsticks, and took a big gulp.

Chen Jianping didn't speak, nor did he dislike this little beggar, he ate and drank by himself, he never liked to drink, not like his fifth senior brother Lu Dayong to drink, at this moment this single room was full of people, but the two people in the single room were eating and drinking by themselves, and even the sound of the bowl and chopsticks colliding could be heard clearly.

After about a cup of tea, Chen Jianping drank half a pot of wine slowly, only to see the little beggar glance at Chen Jianping from time to time, Chen Jianping said casually while eating and drinking: "Are you curious, why did I drink the wine you poisoned me, but I was safe." ”

As if he hadn't heard Chen Jianping's words, the little beggar ate and drank by himself, only to see his chopsticks rise and fall, like a whirlwind, and it didn't take long for only leftovers to be left on the table.

The little beggar patted his belly and asked expressionlessly, "Dare to ask how Your Excellency recognized me?"

Chen Jian said indifferently: "At the beginning, you did deceive me, pretending to be a little beggar, using the same background as I thought, it is easy to get by, but when I lifted you up at the door, the weight I felt on my hand was extremely incommensurate with your age and height, and your biggest flaw was that a down-and-out little beggar like you, how could he reach out and take the bamboo chopsticks handed by others? If it was really a little beggar who was hungry and cold, he would have already grabbed the food and gobbled it up!"

The little beggar listened, and laughed on his back, strangely, at this moment, his laughter was rough and rough, not like the child's voice made by Shicai, this person laughed, and said: "The head of the Yaoshan Sect is the treasure of the snake, and it is inviolable to all poisons.

Chen Jianping was still expressionless, he stared at the person in front of him, and said lightly: "You are a disguise technique in the southern Xinjiang area, right?

The man sneered, pulled out a few steel needles on the back of his head, armpits, and shoulders, and after a while, he only heard the gurgling of the bones of the person's whole body, so that the little beggar just now instantly turned into a middle-aged man, not only his appearance changed drastically, but even his height suddenly increased by more than a foot.

With a wave of his hands, a cloud of black gas flashed, and he suddenly changed his outfit, wearing a light-colored long robe, wearing a purple-black cloak, and a bright red "Luo" character embroidered on his left shoulder.

Chen Jianping smiled slightly, looked at the man in front of him, and said leisurely: "Just ask the shopkeeper outside the house to come in and have a drink!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard a loud laugh from outside the house, and the fat old man and the shopkeeper walked into the house, only to see that the two of them were also in general attire, and they also embroidered a blood-red "Luo" character on their left shoulders, and looked out through the crack in the door, only to see the tavern that was still noisy just now, and it was silent at the moment, and the ground in the outhouse was full of people, and it was estimated that something had happened.

Chen Jianping was slightly shocked in his heart, and thought: "These three people are quite ruthless!" I saw the fat old man arch his hand and said: "Master Chen is so majestic, the three-year sacrifice of Ziyun Palace has made countless heroes bend their waists, which can be described as unprecedented, and it is really a trend of swallowing mountains and rivers!"

Chen Jianping was amused in his heart, and secretly thought: "Master's three-year festival is present at the various sects and factions, and a group of rabble, which can also be called heroes" I saw that he did not leak his face, and said leisurely: "The three of you have spent so much time, I don't know what the so-called thing is?"

The man who pretended to be the second shopkeeper said: "It's nothing, the three of us don't do it ourselves, the reason why I go to such great lengths is to set up an ambush in this tavern and capture Master Chen alive." ”

Chen Jianping laughed, thinking: "This person is also happy, look at this person who is dressed in Rashomon regularly!" Thinking of this, Chen Jianping narrowed his eyes and said gloomily: "Are you Rashomon masters an old man with dry bones? I had a relationship with him three years ago, so I might as well come out and meet him today to tell the feelings of the deceased." ”

The three of them listened to Chen Jianping's words, their faces were confused, and they couldn't help but look at each other, and the man who pretended to be a little beggar at first said impatiently: "What is the old man with dry bones, it's inexplicable!"

Chen Jianping was taken aback, this Rashomon and his own Yaoshan faction rose almost at the same time, hidden in the southern Xinjiang area, and its whereabouts were extremely hidden, and it was recognized as a cult in the martial arts by various sects and factions.

I always thought that this Rashomon must have been founded by a group of old men with dry bones who fought with me three years ago, but when I listened to the tone of these three people, they seemed to have no idea about this old man with dry bones, otherwise these three people would never dare to be so disrespectful to the old man with dry bones.

Chen Jianping secretly speculated, "Could it be that these three people deliberately concealed it, or is this Rashomon not created by the old man with dry bones, but a newly rising cult force?"

Thinking of this, Chen Jianping squinted his eyes and asked with a stinging eye: "Who are you, how long have you been staring at me, and why did you come to Northern Xinjiang?"

The fat old man sneered and said, "Why does Master Chen knowingly ask, today's plan has failed, and the next three will leave!"

Chen Jianping raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter?

The person who pretended to be the second little shopkeeper laughed loudly and said, "The three of us don't have the ability to be conceited, but the things of Feiyan Hall, we have to decide, and your Yaoshan faction had better not interfere and leave!"

Saying that the three of them turned around to leave, Chen Jianping said coldly: "Do you think you can still go?" As soon as the words fell, there was a slight sound from hitting Chen Jianping's left arm, and a long red snake suddenly stretched out from behind his left shoulder, staring at the three people in front of him, and kept swallowing the snake letter.