From Chu Yanxi to Hengshan Inn, the inn and tea pavilion are all open, but they are all fresh faces. Chu Yanxi inquired about the owner of the tea pavilion, there was no trace of the horses, looking at the team of horses carrying goods opposite the inn, he missed his horse even more, maybe it was also looking for its own master!

Chu Yanxi thought about how to go back to Hengcheng quickly, go to Hengcheng to call a carriage or find a good horse, as long as there is silver, many things can be done. Thinking of this, he took out his money bag and looked at it, and there were more than ten taels of silver.

Chu Yanxi thought about it and walked into the Hengshan Inn, where nine people dined, scattered. The three of them were eating and drinking and chatting, and the other three were eating quietly, and the six of them were dressed similarly and seemed to be in a group.

There were three people sitting at the other table, a middle-aged man in his early forties, wearing a purple robe, his hair wearing a crown, and the jade and hair were tightly intertwined, which was quite individual. A pair of eagle eyes are green, a tall nose, a small mouth is black, a weapon is close to the thigh, and a scimitar is full of a thick murderous aura, which makes people feel creepy.

The young man in his early twenties was very handsome, the girl was as beautiful as a fairy, and her eyes showed incomparably coldness.

Chu Yanxi chose the table and sat down, but before she could speak, the skeleton sword had not had time to be put away. The two waiters brought the best wine and food, as if they had already been prepared. Chu Yanxi said with a blank face: "Little Er, what do you mean?"

I saw the shopkeeper hurriedly come and said, "Although Chu Daxia has dined, someone has already settled the bill." ”

The shopkeeper paused and said: "I have ordered the carriage to be prepared, the groom should arrive soon, and Chu Daxia has eaten and drunk enough to set off when the carriage arrives." ”

Chu Yanxi smiled and said, "I don't know who is so hospitable to Chu, can the shopkeeper tell me?"

The shopkeeper said: "I don't know this person's surname, but I only confess that he is a friend of Chu Daxia." ”

Chu Yanxi smiled and said, "How did you recognize me, did you know me Chu?"

The shopkeeper said: "I have heard of the prestige of Chu Daxia, but I have never seen it. The man instructed Chu Daxia to have a skull sword engraved with a skull pattern, and it was rumored that Chu Daxia had never left his body since he got the sword. Chu Daxia has the demeanor of a swordsman, and he holds a skull sword in his hand, so it is difficult to recognize it. ”

After speaking, the shopkeeper smiled slightly, bowed lightly, and left.

Chu Yanxi didn't ask again, thinking about whether the wine and dishes were poisonous, and drank the wine again. When everyone heard the conversation between the shopkeeper and Chu Yanxi, they all looked at Chu Yanxi with a surprised look, peeking at the skeleton sword from time to time, Chu Yanxi smiled and looked around, and continued to eat and drink.

Chu Yanxi ate a small amount of vegetables, but drank a jar of wine. The six people walked out of the inn after eating and drinking, and suddenly the inn became quiet, only Chu Yanxi and the three of them.

"Little Er, check out" A hoarse voice came, and Chu Yanxi followed the prestige, it was the middle-aged man in a purple robe.

Xiao Er hurriedly walked in front of the three of them and said with a smile: "Guest officer, a total of three hundred and fifty yuan!"

The middle-aged man took out the money bag and put five pieces of silver of different sizes on the table, and the second child picked up the broken silver and shook it, as if he was weighing the weight of the broken silver. The middle-aged man said coldly: "Are these broken pieces of silver enough?"

"Enough, enough, the guest officer walks slowly!" said the little two with a smile, and the little two bowed slightly like the three of them and retreated.

The three of them looked at Chu Yanxi, got up, got out of the inn, got into the carriage and left slowly.

"Xiao Er, put this altar of wine in the carriage, and I will enjoy it slowly!" Chu Yanxi stood up and held the sword.

"Okay, how many altars should Chu Daxia bring?" Xiao Er said. "A jar of wine is good......," Chu Yanxi said with a smile.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "The carriage is already waiting outside, welcome to Chu Daxia next time." ”

"Thank you!" Chu Yanxi said with a smile, and walked out of the inn to the carriage. Xiao Er put the wine in the car and went back.

The groom was a hunchbacked old man, and when he saw Chu Yanxi bowing and saluting, the curtain was standing in front, which happened to be the direction of the groom's horse, and the groom pulled the curtain to let Chu Yanxi get into the car, and behaved very politely, but did not say a word.

Chu Yanxi got into the carriage and ran towards Dali City. He opened the curtain and looked at the scenery as he opened the jar. Facing the slight cold wind, looking at the scene of dusk and sunset, my heart is very happy, and all my troubles are gone.

"The most beautiful thing in life is nothing more than this! If the predecessors don't dislike it, wouldn't it be good to drink this jar of wine together? I don't know when this scene will be encountered, and no one can predict what will happen tomorrow!" Chu Yanxi said with emotion, handing the wine jar to the groom.

When the groom heard Chu Yanxi's words, he glanced back and smiled slightly, although his face was full of wrinkles when he smiled, he was grateful to Chu Yanxi for giving him wine. The groom shook his hand, and made a gesture of not drinking and thanking, Chu Yanxi knew that the groom was a mute person.

Chu Yanxi didn't ask, picked up the wine jar and took a few sips, enjoying the dusk scene outside the carriage, there were unknown trees, strange peaks, pleasant birds, and babbling streams, but it was so beautiful at this time. But they all gallop with the carriage, slowly passing away, and will not be there, just like the life of a person, the life of a swordsman.